Quantum of Soul

"Jesus, it is hot," said the man with one eye. The two suns added extreme hotness to the already warm weather. The sky was a bright blue with no sign of rain clouds. He reached down and scratched between his legs. Probably crabs went through his mind to echo on the reason there was no more running water. The solar flares had disrupted the entire global lines of communications. Literally knocked out the satellites burned them to a crisp and scorched by electro-magnetic energy virtually all modes of communication and computers. Even the bastards hiding in underground cities lost all modes of communication and even not their Alien God overlords could fix it or do anything about it. "Yes, it was strange to find out everything you were taught and believed in was a lie," he stated to his rifle as he caresses the stock with his hand that was showing the signs of the disease. The above is only a quantum sampling of One's journey out of the slumber imposed by conditioning of false reality. Read and find the signs of the awakening. "Everything is not as it is." H.W. Walks