Twittering Tales #133 – 23 April 2019

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The Walk.

No
body
Hears if you
Scream in deep space
Try as you might
You will just fall from grace.
So clip your harness on tight
Do the repairs , get back inside
You’re so close to God here let him guide.
Be close, work as one, stay safe don’t let go.
No
body
Hears if you
Scream in deep space.
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Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Second and Press the Button

The  lovely  and  clever  Linda G Hill  at  Life in  Progress said  : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “second.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun.

Haiku   Second

Fly  high  like  the wind

Make  this  your  life  choice  and  run

Come  first  not  second.

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Press  the  Button  : Part  12

The  second  I  pushed  that  button  I realized that  I  had  started  something  I had  to  finish  and  I  really  believed  that I  could . The  screen  went  dead  and  this  time  it  stayed  that  way.

John  motioned  to  me  for  the  second  time  that  day  but  this  time  he was  beckoning  me  to  follow  him. I removed  the  glasses  and  followed  him. I  asked  him  where  the  children,  who had  brought  me  here,  had  gone?  He  just  smiled  and  told  me  not  to  worry  they  were  safe.

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We  walked  back into  the  hanger  and  went  up  the  second  staircase to  the  second  floor and  entered  the  second  office. There  were  computers,  books  and  maps  all over  the  place. At  the  end of  the  room  sat  woman  her  face  hidden  by  a  computer  monitor ! “Okay ” smile  John , “Traya  meet Traya ” he  turned  on his  heel  and  was gone out  the  door . Leaving  me  me  with the  woman . She  moved  away  from  the screen  and  for  the  second  time  today  I  came  face  to face  with  myself.

“Hi” smiled   my older self  smiled, “Shall  we  get  to  work , are  you  ready  Traya” I nodded and  I honestly  felt  safe  in  my  older  self’s presence . “Right  we  need  to  get  to  work  then, do  you  trust  me”she  asked. Yes  I  did  trust  her  with  my  life  but  I  wanted  some  answers  and  given  the  rate  that  things  were  moving  at  I wanted  them  immediately! “Traya  can  you  please  push  the  button  for  me , that  one on the  wall” The  older Traya  asked  me.  I  took  a deep  and  said  ” Just  a  second,  I  want  some  answers  first!

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To be continued:

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Part  Six

Part seven

Part eight

Part nine

Part ten

 Part eleven

Part twelve 

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Second Haikua 

It  is just one tick

Sixtyth  of a minute

A tock of  the clock

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Long: Press The Button :Part 11

Today the lovely LindaGHill said :Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “long.” Use the word “long,” any definition. Enjoy!

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Push the button: Long

The force field lifted or opened either way my I could go forward safely. The children slipped in behind me.

Every one stopped and looked at me expectantly, there was a long silence .I did not know what to do so I waited. Finally after a few minutes, that felt like eons a young man approached me.

He had been at the back of the hanger and apparently started to walk up to meet me as I had entered. The hanger was so long it had take him all that time to get to me.

The next thing I know he is hugging me and welcoming me like an old friend. Then the whole hanger broke into a loud Hoorah!  I was at a lost and not a little embarrassed by the whole situation.

“At last”he said “You are here we have been wait for you for a very long time.”I had no idea who they thought I was, hell I was not even sure who I was either.

This  young man  told  me  his  name  was John Long  and he  was  commander  of  this  transport  Space  Battle  Station. Omg  I thought they are  rambling on about  things  of  which I have  no comprehension.  I asked  John  who  he  thought I  was  he  said  he  did  not  think  and  that  he  knew  exactly  who I was . Taking  my  hand  he  lead  me  to an  anti  room come  office  and  indicated  that I  should  sit  at  his  desk.

John looked  me  straight in  the  eyes  and  said.” After  the  war  started two hundred  years  ago “…..”Hang on” I  said  ” what  war ?”. John  silenced me  with a  wave of his hand  and  told  me  to listen, as  we  did  not  have  much  time  and  and  the  video message I was  about  to watch  was rather  long but it  would  explain everything . “Put  this on  ” he  said  handing  me  what  looked like a  pair of  sunglasses!

I looked  at  him he  smiled  and  touched  my  hand , “Go on” he said”Put them  on  and push  the  button! “augmented_reality_-_heads_up_display_concept

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To be continued

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Part  Six

Part seven

Part eight

Part nine

Part 10

Press The Button : Part 10

Come on they said  they  are  waiting  for  you . So I  followed  the  children, unsure  of  anything  at  all. I could  not  remember  where  I had  come  from , what  my  name  was or if  anyone  had  come  with  me. The children seemed  to know exactly  where  they  were  going , which was certainly  more  than I  did.

We followed a  long  corridor, dark and metallic . There  where bright blue lights in  the ceiling which gave  the place a clinical look. d70a8d45e359bd7e32b4388de1140538

I kept  close  behind  the  children as I did not  want  to get lost in  this  vast  and  endless place . All was dark  and  cold  and  totally  deserted. The  sound of  our  footsteps  echoed  loudly  as we  traveled  along  this vast  hallway.

After what seemed like  hours  the  children stopped and  told me  to wait. Doing  as I was told  I watched  them walk to a  opening  in the  wall and  disappear. I thought  maybe  that  they had  deserted  me but  after a few  minutes  they returned carrying a cup  of  hot strong  coffee  and  dish of  what looked  like fruit  but  fruit I  had  never  seen before!

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I was grateful  for  the coffee and  we  sat  on  the  floor  of  this  hallway . I was surprised  at  how  comfortable  the  floor was as it it look like cold hard  metal. As  we  rested  the  children  encouraged  me  to try  the  fruit, I  did  but  not until  they  had  eaten  some first. I  might be  lost, confused  and loosing my  memory   but  I still had  some faculties  left, and  self  preservation  was  one of  those!

After  a  while  the children  asked  me if  I was ready  to continue, I was. So  we  moved on  after  the  children  had  returned  my  cup  and plate…..I don’t  really  know what  they  did  with them   but they  were gone! The  children  chatted  away  to each other  but I really  couldn’t understand  what  they  were saying  but I  did hear the  word pilot  and  ship  mentioned  more  than once.

Just  before  the  end  of  the hallway we  turned  left  and  there in front of  me  was  a huge hanger, full of people  working  and  strange  planes… were  they planes  they  were not like  the planes I  knew.

I went  to  walk in   but  the  children stopped me , “Careful” they  cautioned, “There is a force field there” they said. A  what , what is a force field. Push  that  button  they  said!

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And  so I did!

To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Part  Six

Part seven

Part eight

Part nine

 

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Press The Button: Part 9

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I pressed  the  button  and  the  door opened into  an  anti room . I could  feel  my top sticking  to my  back  and  my  damp  hair  was clammy around  the  nape of  my  neck.

Never  before  have  I  been  so  afraid, or  alone. I could  not longer  remember  the  names  of  my  friends or  even  that  I  had  been in their  company  on  this  strange  journey . Everything  was  so  different  and  alien  and I had no  inkling of  where I  was  or  where  I was  going, worse  still I had  no idea  who or  what I was.

Looking  around  the  room I  saw  a  shower room, why  not I  thought  and  so I  had a  shower.  Then I  stole  some  clothes  that  were hanging up by  the  door. Usually  I  would  of  not dared  to  do  any of  this  but  this  was not usual  none  of  this was usual.

By  now I had  no idea  what  to  do, though I did  seem  to  know  that  I  was on a  mission  ….. but  what  was  the  mission. As  these thoughts  went  through  my  mind  I  suddenly  heard  voices  on  the other  side of  the  door. The  door on  the far side  of  the  room opened. I held  my  breath.

Two young children  entered  the  room, I  was  worried  that  me  being  here  would  frighten  them  but  they  did  not  seem  the  least  perturbed. They  said  hello to  me  and  without batting  an  eyelid  asked  me  to  follow  them. I was  too stunned  to  say  anything  and  so  I  just  followed  them. We  went  back  to  the  door  they  had  come in  by  and  the  taller  of  the two  pressed  the  button …………. The  first  one, so far,  that  I had  not  pressed!

To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Part  Six

Part seven

Part eight

 

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday:MB Press The Button Part 8

LindaGHill said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “mb.” Find a word that has those two letters in it, in that order, and base your post on it. Have fun!”

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“Do you remember why we are here” asked James as we entered the Pub. I really had to stop and think about the question, slowly it dawned on me that I had absolutely no idea.
We saw Dean and Kylie sitting at word table with a number people we had never seen before.

We made our way across the room to join them avoiding all sorts of unusual people as we went. It was like walking through a host of characters , animals and birds from a weird book or film. Some laughing and some completely sombre. All full of lively conversation and all very interested in us.

The closer we got to where Kylie and Dean were sitting I realised that even though they were looking straight at us there was no recognition in their eyes, they had no idea who we were.

It was then I saw that James had left my side I called his name but to my horror he totally ignored me.

I stood alone in this crowded room unable to gain the attention of my friends the suddenly I began to wonder what was going on. I really could not remember where I was or what I was doing.

By now I was sweating I was scared, I looked around the room for something I could recognise, something I could remember . Finally I saw something I remembered.  A button, a red button marked press. So again I pressed the button.

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To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Part  Six

Part seven

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Press the Button : Part 7

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James  and  I  looked  at  each other  in  total  silence  what on Earth  had  just  happened , WTF  was  going on!
Things  were  just  getting  weirder  and  weirder . We could  not  decide  what  to  do, to  stay  or  to  follow  the others.

The  Library  did  feel  safe  and  we  really  wanted  to  feel  safe   but  we  knew  we  could  not  lose Dean  and  Kaylie. So taking  a  deep  breath I  grabbed  James’s  hand  and we followed them into  the  book.

We could  see  them a  little  way  off  in  the  distance  moving  through streets  filled  with  words  and pictures, shops  full of  poems  and  songs it  was  amazing . The  further we went into  the  book  the  safer  we  felt it was  as if  calm was  washing  over  us. It  was  so peaceful  we began  to  forget  what  had  happened  before.  Nothing seemed important anymore it was as if nothing that had gone before was of any importance.

We spent what felt like hours wandering around this magical place. Then a moment of clarity hit me, I turned to James and said can you believe this we are in a book within a fabulous library onboard a Spaceship. James wasn’t listening he was laughing. He was pointing to a Pub . He had spotted Dean and Kaylie inside and wanted us to join them.

I looked  through  the  window  and  saw  Dean  and  Kaylie,  sitting  at  a table  made of  words, they  were  chatting  to  three or four people  who  looked  vaguely  familiar.

We couldn’t get the door open, until I found the button, the red button marked press. So again I pressed the button.

To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Part  Six

Press the button : Part 6

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We approached The Book and as we got closer we could see that it was enclosed within a force field.  Yet again I spotted a sign with an arrow on it saying press the button.
Well it was the pattern of the day so what else could I do?

As soon as the force field was off we all  as one reached out and lifted the huge book towards us. We were so amazed  at how light this huge book was. It was almost comical we all grabbed the book and we almost threw it across the room . In fact we actually all burst out laughing.

I think it was the first we had relaxed since we had entered  that first door back home. So here we were in this huge light circular room full of light and books, it made me think of a church.

James  wondered off  to  look  at  the  books  lining  the  walls  and Kaylie  followed  him  while  Dean and  I opened  the  book. As soon  as  we opened  the  covers  we  were amazed  by  what  happened  next. The  words  and  pictures  from inside  the  book rose up  and  formed  in front of  us  as if  we  were  watching  a  screen. Not  only  could  we  watch  what  was in  the  book  but  we  could  hear , smell  and  touch  too. James  and  Kaylie rushed over  to see  what  we  were  watching . We  were  all completely  awestruck!

Suddenly Dean  and  Kaylie  reached  up  and  walked into  the  book leaving  James  and I  alone in  this  huge  reading  room!

To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

Part Five

Stream of Consciousness Saturday : Book: Press the button 5

The  Lovely  and  Talented  LindaGHill  said  : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “book.” Use any meaning of the word as your theme, or simply mention the word “book” in your post. Enjoy!

Now  as  my  Press the  Button  Story  started  as  an SoCs  last  Saturday I  have  decided to  combine  my  ongoing  story  with  this  weeks  SoCs . Now I  have  been  writing  the  story  all  week  and  each  post  has  been  a stream of consciousness  post.   So  shall we continue.

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Was I  in  a  book  or a film I had  no  idea if  I was on  my  head or  my  toes. Here  we  were yet again  outside  an airlock  with  a  button  with  press  emblazoned on  it. The  type  of  order  that books no  argument.  Here  we  were hanging around this  airlock  and  no  one  else  will press the  button  so  again  it is  all  down  to  me.

So I press the  button and  the  outer  door  on  the  airlock opens and  we  enter, it  closes  with  a woosh and  again  we  watch  as  the  pressure is sucked out. Then  the  inner  door  opens  and  we  enter  the  body  of  the  ship. None of  us  have  ever  seen anything  like  this  before.

This  place looked like nothing  we had  ever  seen, it  was  mainly  metallic  but  unbelievably soft  to the  touch. There  was  soft  yellow  lighting and  blue  arrows  leading us  deep into  the  heart  of  the  ship. Dean took  the  lead  followed  by  Kaylie  and  James  with  me , as usual  bringing up  the  rear!  We followed  the  arrows  and  walked  for  half  an hour.

Finally  we found ourselves  at  the  heart,  the  very  center of  the ship. It was  a brightly  lit  space with  a  huge  reading  desk in  the  middle of  the floor. There  were  bookcases  lining  the  walls  all full of  books  with  sliding  ladders  all over  the  place.  What  caught  my  eye immediately  was  the  huge  book open on  the  reading  desk in  the  middle of  the room.

We all moved in  close  and I looked  at  the  cover  to  see  what  the  title  was…. It was called The Book.

To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

Part three

Part four 

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James’s voice  made  me  jump out of  my  skin, “Look ” he  was  shouting  “what  is  that  we  are  heading  for?”. I dragged  my  eyes  away  from our  home  which  was slipping  away  into  the  distance.

We all turned  to look into  the  direction James  was  pointing  to  see  what  could only  be  described as a  smaller  version  of  what  we had  left.. The  guide  lines  were  drawing us  closer  and  closer  all  the  time. All four of  us  were beginning  to  feel  scared  and light headed , less than  an  hour ago  we  were  safe in  our own  world. Green  fields  and  blue  skies , spring  flowers  and  gentle  bubbling  streams.  Where were  we  now.

The  stars looked so  amazing,  the  sky  so  black and  all  this  change  within  an hour. All of us  were really slowly  loosing  the  grip on  reality. We were all moving  silently  through  the  stillness  and  vastness  of  space  towards  what  we  would  soon  find  out  was  a ship. Smaller, much  smaller  than  the  one  we had  not   long  left, but  a  ship  like  “planet  earth. ”

I watched   until our  home completely  disappeared, I  felt  a  pain  so  deep inside that I  did not  know  were it began or  ended. We all coasted  down towards  the  spaceship that  was  waiting  for us.  The  guide  line  brought us  all  to  the  airlock at  the  entrance  of  the  ship. In  the  middle of  the  airlock  there  was a button , written in  red  across  the  button  was  the  word ” press. ”

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To  be  continued…….

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Part two

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Part three

 

 

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