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Monday, April 6th, 2009
Some secrets must be kept at all costs. As they have come to light, the very fabric of our republic is unravelling. The government media controllers try to keep the lid on, they try to stuff the genie back into the bottle. Sadly, the truth cannot be hidden, once exposed.
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Saturday, April 4th, 2009
How many years has it been since we were lovers? I think of you often, especially your warnings. I remember curling up together and whispering about the future. You would tell me that I was going to be killed, and I told you I would save the world. Both right.
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Wednesday, April 1st, 2009
The nanobots have finally multiplied to maturity. One can usually tell by how one’s body tries to reject them. Once they have reached critical population, they toil away, repurposing and optimizing proteins and fat, repairing tissue at an accelerated rate, enhancing energy and immunity. A nice gift from the future.
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Friday, March 20th, 2009
The Black Agency is an all inclusive organization. They watch all, hear all, take all. Beware the Black Agency. They wait for just the right moment. The time when things get darkest, they will be there, darker. They thrive on fear and hate. The only weapon against them is love.
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Wednesday, March 18th, 2009
“What the hell, the world is going to end in three years, anyway!”
I heard that at a party last night. You people have so much potential, the possible future of the human race is so steeped in greatness and everyone in the universe is watching. Take a stand, humanity.
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Tuesday, March 17th, 2009
I’m a tourist in these times. As a child I would read about the Fall and all that led up to it. The closest thing you folks have is cowboys and ninjas. That’s a children’s game right? In my time it was bankers and anarchists. I get to live the fantasy!
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Tuesday, March 17th, 2009
Los Angeles is a logical city for this kind of operation. A skilled operator (me) can blend here. There is a lip service paid to extradimensional security, but it is nearly impossible to enforce. Also, I like a climate that can’t just kill me three months of the year.
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Monday, March 16th, 2009

You get so accustomed to certain technologies that when you travel to more primitive timestreams you feel completely crippled. It’s insane that you people haven’t figured out something as simple as quantum teleportation. How do you cope with using stairs instead of levetators? Why even bother without psychic orgasms? Barbarians!
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Friday, March 13th, 2009
The signs of the Adversary are everywhere. They’re invisible to most people. Sometimes, awakened souls catch fleeting glimpses out the corners of their eyes. Since merging I have seen them everywhere. The old enemies are subtly marking their territories and battlefields. The streets tell stories. I didn’t expect it this bad.
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Friday, March 13th, 2009
Upon taking control of the host, I immediately set to focusing his energy away from financial gain. We were joining here at the end of the American Empire, their paper fiat money would be nothing but kindle soon. A few hundred thousand, won secretly and placed in a secure bank should do.
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