Operation Essex Clue to Hank's whereabouts?
Operation Essex Clue to Hank's whereabouts? http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinchorro_mummies
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Recently, I was sent the following from one of my top contacts in the world of dark xm research:
Recently, I was sent the following from one of my top contacts in the world of dark xm research: Those sleepless nights finally brought results! A tiresome cough and a cold prevent me from concentrating and even sleeping properly, but that doesn't matter now. What's important is that I have managed to correctly assemble the prototype! There is no doubt that the original set up, which was based on the first calculations and drafts, was flawed. What pity that I wasn't able to come up with this concept right at the beginning. But there is no going back. Now I'll need to adjust all the energy flow calculations. Endless work and concentration are beginning to take their toll, I slept 20 hours today. One thing worries me. I've heard news on the radio about the 13Magnus agents tracking an unknown scientist. I didn't want to believe it, but for the first time since I've been here I went up. Higher-ups confirmed the news. Why just now? How could I possibly shut down ...
#OperationNaglfar Quintessence springs from evanescence upon the Isle of Crecents.
#OperationNaglfar Quintessence springs from evanescence upon the Isle of Crecents. Originally shared by Robert (MichaelSorens) We find ourselves here, once more. http://goo.gl/maps/XITJw
Perhaps I have been in this cave for too long.
Perhaps I have been in this cave for too long. I went for a walk today, and as the sun hid its face from the shame of this world, I perceived shadows -- but not shadows. Places where shadows should be, but instead is entropy; as though someone had hewn shapes out of the fabric of this world. Describing the abyssal nature of these gaps in what should be reality fills me with dread, as though some primal part of me knows to be fearful of them. What was the most unnerving about these rents in reality was the sound. Or rather, the lack thereof. A cosmic rending. A cacophony of things -- things which could not and should not exist -- being ripped and torn and divided until the pieces become inconsequential, and are borne away upon the winds. All sound from my footsteps flowed like rivulets into the myriad abysses, each springing forth from an object which, in daylight, would have cast a shadow. I shall call these phenomena "Umbra," after Latin for "shadow." Have o...
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In a cave. I can see nothing, save the motes of Dust floating in my own eyes. I can; however; hear a deep cthonic rumble, and the occasional dripping of water in some forgotten grotto. Such peace as cannot be found in the world above. I think, here, now, I have found my nest. I will sleep now, even as I awaken from a fitful slumber. For is not dreaming but a world itself, filled to the brim with wondrous wishes made real? The bounty of this wondrous substance in this place. Other men dream of using this to carry out great campaigns of destruction, avarice, and indoctrination. These men do not realize the true nature of this substance. They cannot; for they have not yet transcended the boundaries of human existence. Those willing to live their own dreams; those capable of transforming thought into reality; these are the men who can successfully use this substance to bring about a new dawn!
ADA just spoke to me. Curiouser and curiouser. We are late.
ADA just spoke to me. Curiouser and curiouser. We are late.
I just recieved the glyph message "AVOID PERFECTION HUMAN SHAPERS LIE"
I just recieved the glyph message "AVOID PERFECTION HUMAN SHAPERS LIE" My question is this: if the Shapers created and are sending these Glyphs, why do they admit that they lie? Could it be another entity in the network, speaking through these xm constructs via Oliver Lynton-Wolfe's scanner technology? Roland Jarvis, the entity we know as A.D.A., Hank Johnson (John Hanke?), and possibly Klue S. have all been seen to possess some ability to speak via the Portal Network. Am I missing something?