Location: Advent City.

 

Date: December 31st 2019.

 

“Jones?.. JONES!!!”

 

I jolted awake to find Fluxx staring me in the face while odd sounding electronic music filled my ears

 

Oh right. New years eve party… Joy…

 

“What time is it?” I asked groggily.

 

“Eleven fifty. Ten minutes til new years!” He replied excitedly.

 

“Right. Roaring twenties here we come…” I said trying to sound enthused.

 

I decided to get up off the couch and mingle a bit in order to stay awake since courtesy of the previous night’s activity it was proving to be a difficult task.

 

The IDPD had been on high alert lately due to continued abductions and had to bring in members of the criminal rehabilitation program to assist with the field research. Chief had finally managed to pry some info out of Huxley and learned that Gravestein had reached out to several multidimensional outlaws and fortune hunters. Providing “power enhancement” in exchange for gathering “test subjects” from various dimensions. Chief assumed the criminal community was simply unaware of Gravestein’s defeat and set up an “update” to where any crooks were to meet the Doctor. Stationing a few undercover officers at the location.

 

But I had a feeling something else was going on. It wasn’t just monsters and metabeings disappearing. Average humans were vanishing as well.

 

The most recent being my old “frenemy” as Fluxx called it, Maria Morfran who had gone missing while on holiday in London.

 

It all seemed very odd and I was about to go mad from the sleepless nights of research and tracking.

 

Which leads to why I’m at this party to begin with. To try and unwind.

 

“Bonsoir Count!” Said one of my teammates as he approached me. I recognized them to be one of the fellows I met on Halloween.

 

“Ah, le Professeur. Comment allez-vous ce soir?” I replied matching his French. And for those of you who aren’t fond of linguistics I essentially said ‘how are you this evening.’

 

“Fair. Which is likely better than you given your appearance. Stressful assignment from the Interdimensional task force?”

 

“You have no idea…” I said with a yawn. “Say, did you get those journals I sent you?”

 

“Indeed. They were most informative. And you’ll be happy to hear that I completed my study and destroyed the last vial of Dracula’s blood over the weekend. Quite a tedious process.”

 

“Good riddance!” I exclaimed with a sigh of relief. “You’d be amazed at how many times that blasted strigoi has been resurrected thanks to that blood…”

 

Just then we were interrupted by one of our armoured cooperatives whom I believe goes by the name Rongzero.

 

“Come on you guys, it’s almost midnight!” He exclaimed pushing us over to where everyone else was.

 

“Twenty, nineteen, eighteen…” they started counting. And as they did I started feeling strange.

 

“Seventeen, sixteen, fifteen, fourteen…”

 

A thumping sound started pounding in the back of my head. Wait, was that, my heartbeat? I haven’t heard that since-

 

“Thirteen, twelve, eleven…”

 

I quickly leaned up against the wall as I started feeling dizzy and my vision became blurred. The light of the room seeming to get brighter and brighter.

 

“TEN! NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN!”

 

The thumping became more rapid now and my ears started ringing.

 

“SIX! FIVE! FOUR!”

 

All the pain culminated into what felt like two daggers being shoved into my wrist.

 

“THREE… TWO… ONE…”

 

the pain was finally too much and as everyone shouted ‘HAPPY NEW YEAR’ I fainted.

 

When I opened my eyes I found myself back in my lair lying on my bed. All the pain having ceased entirely as though it were simply a nightmare.

 

“Somebody must’ve spiked the punch…” I muttered as i climbed out of bed and shifted to the living room. Bypassing the stairs. There I found Fluxx passed out floating slightly above the couch.

 

He looked as though he had been there a while.

 

“You alright mate?”

 

Fluxx jumped at my words. groggily opening his eyes and standing up.

 

“I should be asking you that… You’ve been out for a few hours now…” He stated while groggily rubbing his eyes.

 

“Well no need to worry mate. I feel fine now.” I said cheerfully. “In fact I feel absolutely splendid! I must’ve been farther behind on sleep than I thought.”

 

“Good, I’ll give the others a text that-“

Fluxx stopped mid sentence as he slipped on his glasses and stared at me in surprise.

 

“Jones? Are you partially shifted or something?”

 

“No, not at the moment. Why?”

 

“Well your face is sorta pale and uh…”

 

Flux trailed off as he motioned behind me to the mirror above the mantle of the fireplace.

 

I turned around to see… Nothing. Well, I saw Fluxx and everything in the room but not myself.

 

“As if you didn’t already look like a vampire…” Fluxx said with a nervous laugh trying to lighten the mood.

 

“I am afraid this is no laughing matter Fluxx…” I said turning around and walking into the next room. Motioning for Fluxx to follow.

 

we entered my study and I reached under the edge of my desk. I flipped the small brass toggle switch and with a loud hiss and clicking of clockwork the door to the room we just came from appeared to slide along the wall, around the corner and onto the other wall, revealing a library with a series of bookshelves that curved around the ceiling in a way that looked to defy gravity.

 

While my companion gazed in awe of the architecture I walked over to the first shelf and pulled out an old bestiary, then back into the study and sat down at the desk. (Flipping the switch again to return the door to it’s original location.)

 

“Let’s see… Sphinxes, Spiriduși, Spriggans, Squonks…” I muttered reading off the index.

 

“What in the world is a squonk?” Fluxx interjected. looking over my shoulder at the text he likely couldn’t read.

 

“Oh, a rather sad little critter with a monstrous and wrinkly appearance.” I answered as I flipped over to the V section when I didn’t see strigoi listed under S. Legend says they can cry themselves into a puddle of tears to evade capture. Now then… Valkyrie, Valravns… Ah, here we are. Vampires. Page 1487…”

 

I turned to the page number only to find it was missing from the book. and in it’s place was a note. Written in elegant cursive on parchment that looked older than any man alive.

 

“That wretched knave…” I cursed as I deciphered the text which was written in Romanian. it essentially said “Your books won’t help you my child. Your fate is sealed.” – Contele Dracula.

 

“Fluxx, where does the Professor live?" I asked setting the book down.

 

Fluxx shook his head. “No idea. He may still be at his Lab though. Why do you ask?”

 

“It appears something has gone awry… Dracula still lives…”

 

“Wait, Dracula? You mean he’s real?!”

 

I nodded with a look of surprise upon my face. “Didn’t you hear about the professor’s run in with him back in October? With the Knights of the Hallow and all?”

 

“Yeah, but I didn’t really believe it was actually Dracula.”

 

“Yes, his followers managed to help him return to this realm via vials of blodd from his original form… However I fear the Professor has mucked up something while he was destroying the last vial of blood. Or perhaps it triggered some sort of time released virus that-“

 

I shook my head and ran my hand through my hair to get my focus back on the task at hand.

 

“Let Sharp know I won’t be able to attend the training session today… I have things to attend to…” I said taking off my coat and swapping it out for a black and brown hooded robe.

 

I flipped up the hood and turned to face my companion who was looking at me quite worried. A mutual feeling honestly…

 

“I’ll keep you posted on what the Proffesor and I figure out. Until then you and the others keep an eye out for anything out of the ordinary savvy?”

 

Fluxx nodded.

 

“Will do Jones. Good luck…”

 

with that I shifted to the streets of advent city. Just a short walk from the HQ. oddly it was still dark out so I didn’t have to worry about the infection causing me to burn in sunlight.

 

just to be safe though, I stuck to the alleyways. So I didn’t spook anyone trying to get home after a long night of partying.

 

I soon rounded a corner and came to the back door of the Professor’s laboratory. Thankfully there was a light shining through the window which meant he was still there. So, I knocked on the door.

 

“It’s open Count.”

 

How did he- right, smartest man in the world…

 

I reached for the doorknob only for a burning feeling to shoot up my arm when I touched it.

 

Drat strigoi can only enter when invited inside… The Prof hadn’t directly asked me in.

 

So, I simply knocked again.

 

this time the Prof came and answered himself.

 

“Hmm. Vampire virus?” He asked upon seeing my appearance.

 

I nodded.

 

“Well, Come inside and you can help get to the bottom of this…” He said motioning for me to enter. “I have a feeling we’re all in for a very long night…”

 

to be continued...

Name: Archangel

 

Title: The Gate Guardian

 

Class: Empire Guardian

 

House: Famine

 

Abilities: Archangel can travel between alternate universes and states of being especially quickly, and is able to naturally sense ripples in spacetime that result from interdimensional travel. Also one of the few aeonyx who has the ability to naturally create false aeonyx which have a similar look.

Can create energy appendages and weapons for a short amount of time.

 

Weapons: Self created. usually spears and arms.

 

Physical appearance. Angelic, erogenous

 

Gender Pronouns: Formal non-binary. thou, thee. Those above simply use regular you, your.

 

Bio: Archangel is one of the guardians to the Aeonyx empire.The main duties that Archangel has is travelling throughout the multiverse to close possible pathways that could lead to the discovery of the aeonyx. Archangel is allowed to create false aeonyx to guard some of these pathways. Archangel has failed in one occasion, and opposed the empire in one other occasion. Both of these incidents, he was punished by removing a sixth of his power. Thus, whenever archangel appears physically, two of his wings appear bound and injured.

Archangel's ability is deemed useful, which is why they were not completely imprisoned or destroyed.

  

this is a picture down from the harbour here in Malmö I don´t know it´s use or purpose, but since it being built it is very possible it has some purpose???

 

Here comes a list of proposed band names I wrote on a pice of paper ages ago and as far as I know they are not taken yet, but if you are gonna use one of these fantastic names, google it first to be certain that it is not in use :)

 

1. Deadly Earthworms

2. Broken Turtle

3. Grimed Grim Groupies

4. Taped Vinyls

5. Dirty Leftover´s scream

6. Trodden Trumpet Sings

7. Over-killed dead Angels

8. G-string Theory

9. Gay for play Pay

10. Cramped Universe

11. Uncle Full Monty

12. (be)Draped Decapitations

13. John Majors Stiff upper lip

14.Pinky PunkyToe

15. Lord Green-rots Slime molds

16. Dope with the Pope

17. Groaning Grumpy Hippo

18. fried WasteBurgers

19. Past one-nighters

20. Jarred unmentionables

21. Past Date Degraders

22. more than One Guy and a Dong

23. Throbbing Brain seizure

24. Daddy´s Pansy-GRRRLS

25. Fluttering Fule flies

26. Mermaid Kippers and chips

27. Deep fried Freezer

28. Undertakers Brave drones

29. Cherry Popping Fruit flies

30. Serious Square Pi

31. Hard Driven Octopoda

32. Brightly dotted Destruction

33. Depraved, depressed and Demented

34. Empty Filled Holes

35. Mainly Mostly Nothing

36. Inhaling pockets of Singularities

37. Master Ear-lickers

38. Mutant Rooster cocks

39. Hybrid Mutant Crossbreed

40. Stagger on a line

41. Drug Substitutes by Noise

42. rotz-pfnak Gigantus

43. Interdimensional Mole

44. Pretty Easy Nose Inner Snout

45. Dressed in clothing

46. Very related Family Posse

47. Backwards Forward Motion

48. pure inbred breed

49. Don´t come to our concerts, Don´t Buy our Music

50. Label: Uncured, Hazard

 

perhaps I got your creative juices going???

“Suppose this is it…” I said as I looked at the address written on the small slip of paper Fluxx had given me ages ago. I then gazed upward at what looked to be a decently sized facility with “Flickr Fighters” printed on a sign above the entrance.

 

“Must be a typo…”

 

Shaking off the peculiar wordage I marched inside to find surprisingly few of my colleagues. Hardly any of which I recognized.

This could prove difficult…

 

“You alright there Count?” A slightly modulated voice spoke behind me.

 

I quickly whipped around to find a figure clad in silver and purple power armor with a cape similar to my own. I recognized them from the Halloween incident but like most instances, I could not remember their name.

 

“Ah, Hello there. By chance do you have any idea where we keep the archives?”

 

“Try the office next to the meeting room.”

“Which is where exactly?”

 

“Just follow me…” the figure said with a sigh as he marched through the lobby and down the hall.

 

We reached the office and they walked over to the filing cabinet and attempted to open it only to discover it was locked.

 

“Allow me.” I said calmly as I pulled out a couple of bobby pins from my pocket. And began picking the lock.

 

“Why don’t you just carry lock picks?” They asked likely wondering why a gentleman had hairpins on his person.

 

“Lock picks always raise suspicion… Not to mention I never could get the hang of them…”

 

With that, a satisfying “click” sounded as I positioned the last pin and opened the drawer.

 

“Let’s see… ah, here we are.”

 

I pulled out a large folder filled with sheets of paper containing a photo of each member along with their name, powers, and a summary of their background.

 

“What is it you’re looking for anyway?”

 

“I’m looking for heroes with portal generation abilities…” I answered as I flipped through the papers.

 

“You mean like this?”

 

With a flick of the wrist, the hero summoned a small purple rift in space-time about the size of a pie pan.

Then something clicked in my cluttered mind and I remembered that the hero in front of me went by the name Rift Runner.

 

“Well. I feel like an idio-“

 

Suddenly a fellow in a black tactical suit wearing a bandana over his mouth entered the office.

 

“What’s going on here?!” Agent Sharp exclaimed.

 

“Oh bother, time to go!” I said quickly grabbing Rift runner’s shoulder and shifting to a random dimension.

 

“Youch! Watch it man, that hasn’t fully healed- What the?! Where the heck are we?!” Rift shouted as he looked around clearly startled by our sudden change in location.

 

I looked around and saw we stood in a room with yellow wallpaper covered in mildew stains, slightly damp foul-smelling carpet and Fluorescent lights that buzzed loudly overhead.

 

“It appears we have ended up in the realm known only as the backrooms.” I replied as I pocketed the folder.

 

“Backrooms? Sounds like one of those crazy stories you find online…”

 

“Well my friend, the multiverse is often a very odd thing. Sometimes one realm’s crazy story is another’s reality… Now, if we just stay put we should return to the realm we came from shortly.”

 

“Can’t you just shift us back?”

 

“One does not enter or exit this realm on purpose. Only by accident. If I were to shift now we’d end up in one of the more treacherous levels of this office building of the damned…”

 

Suddenly a loud howl echoed through the halls causing Fluffenstein to leap out of my pocket and dash off down the hall.

 

“Oh bugger! Come on! And try to keep up, this place will drive you mad if we get separated!” exclaimed as I pulled out my cutlass and a bottle of almond water before we ran through the endless halls after the cat.

 

As we searched I explained the Apophis Ra situation to Rift in order to try and maintain our sanity.

 

“So what does this guy have to do with me?” Rift asked.

 

“Well, I honestly have no idea what Apophis is capable of. Thus I devised a backup plan utilizing portals just in case- There!”

 

I pointed as a white blur dashed towards us and clung to the leg of my trousers.

 

“Easy there mate. You’re safe now.” I said consoling the frightened feline as I picked him up and gently placed him in my coat. Buttoning it to ensure he stayed put.

 

“I wouldn’t be so sure Count…” Rift said pointing to a pair of shadowy creatures in the distance slowly approaching us.

 

“Hounds…” I whispered as I passed Rift the bottle of almond water. “Here, start backing up slowly and If they turn hostile douse them with this.”

 

Rift nodded and we began to walk backwards. The creatures slowly picking up speed and their appearance becoming clearer as they got closer. Revealing not the canine shape they had at a distance but that of distorted and tangled humanoids walking on all fours with unnatural movements. With a loud snarl, the creatures began rapidly scuttling towards us. I quickly raised my sword and prepared to strike the beast in front as it lunged towards me when suddenly a pair of purple vortexes opened in front of the first creature and above the other as the first tumbled in and sank its claws into the other’s back causing a fight to break out between them. I turned to my companion to see he had his hand raised and was breathing heavy as though he had just had quite a workout.

 

“Quick Mate, the water!” I exclaimed.

 

Rift tossed me the bottle and I ripped off the cap frantically before splashing the liquid onto the beasts causing them to scream in pain as it burned their shadowy hide.

 

I then began shouting and swinging my sword as I walked towards them and the creatures scrambled back down the hall they came from.

 

“Haha! That’s it ya yella bellied beasties! Run back to the void where ya belong!” I shouted as I pocketed my weapon and turned back to my companion.

 

“Exceptional work my friend!” I said as I went to pat Rift on the shoulder but caught myself before I made the mistake.

 

“What even were those things?!”

 

“Most refer to them as the Hounds of Tindalos after one of Lovecraft’s abominations.” I explained. “Now then, what say we find a way out of this wretched place before Cuthulhu shows up…”

 

“Should I take that last statement a joke or an actual concern?”

 

“Best to take it as both mate…” I replied with a laugh. “Best to take it as both.”

 

After a bit more walking we turned a corner to find the hallway opened into a desert landscape filled with mesquite bushes and cacti.

 

“Ah, an exit!” I stated as we walked into the “room” only for the hallway to vanish once we turned around.

 

“Now. Let’s find out where we are…” I said as I began pulling out my navigational equipment. Compass, spyglass, sextant and the like.

 

“Hold on Capt Sparrow.” Rift said likely referencing something. “Let me handle this.”

 

Rift then pulled out a smartphone and opened up some sort of map on it.

 

“Looks like we’re just outside Laredo. Just a quick jump and we’ll be back in Advent City.”

 

Rift opened a portal under our feet and we disappeared through it and landed in the lounge room of the Flickr Fighters Headquarters. Rift landing on a chair while I crashed backwards into the coffee table.

 

“Sorry about that Count. I’m used to traveling alone.”

 

“That’s understandable. Most Vampire hunters choose to be lone wolves…” I said as I picked myself up and let the cat out of my coat before I sat down on the couch.

 

“Vampire hunter? What are you talking about?”

 

“Your cape, it’s a trophy from a vampire hunt correct?” I asked. “Got mine after a fight with Dracula last centur- er, a few years ago.”

 

Rift shook his head.

 

“I Just thought the cape looked cool and the guys back at HQ whipped this one up for me.” Rift explained. “It helps with gliding and deflects heat and ice rays.”

 

I couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at Rift’s description.

 

“Fancy. But I’ll stick with being able to say I pulled mine out of the dust pile that was once a legendary strigoi.”

 

Just then our discussion was interrupted by the lights flickering out and then on again to reveal the sudden and dramatic arrival of agent sharp.

 

“The folder. Hand it over.” He said sternly.

 

I sighed as I pulled out the file and tossed it onto the coffee table. (Which was now cracked down the center and was being held up by only three legs.)

 

“Anything else officer?” I asked mocking Sharp’s serious tone.

 

“Yes. You’ve yet to show up at any of the group training sessions or any of the meetings…”

 

“In my defense, I wasn’t aware either of those were things.”

 

“I figured as much.” Sharp said shifting to a somewhat softer tone as he picked up the file. “According to Fluxx you only knew about Gravestein last Thursday because he happened to say something to you.”

 

“Hey, I was at the warehouse wasn’t I? What’s the big deal?”

 

“The point I’m getting at is the Flickr fighters rely upon communication between heroes. And we can’t function properly if one of them doesn’t even have a phone.”

 

“I’ll have you know I have two excellent telephones.” I said pulling one out of my pocket. “Why this one even has one of those newfangled rotary dial setups.”

 

“Man, I didn’t know they still made these…” Rift said as he picked up one of my phones and fiddled with the dial. “And how exactly are we supposed to send you messages on these?”

 

“Well, I figured we could set up a party line. Telephones still have that right?”

 

“No Count, they do not.” Sharp said with a sigh. “Look, you have access to a multiverse full of tech. Just find a smartphone you like and then get someone more technologically inclined to connect it to HQ’s network for you.”

 

“Not to mention you’ll have access to the group files and don’t have to raid the office.” Rift said passing the phone back to me.

 

As I stuck the phone into my pocket I noticed a sneaky look in Sharp’s eyes as a smirk came across his face.

 

“Which reminds me, which of you left a hairpin jammed into the lock on the cabinet?”

 

“He did it.” Rift said quickly slipping through a portal before I had a chance to pull him down with me.

 

“Well. I believe some extra time in the training room will be suitable consequences. I’ll see you at 0500 tomorrow morning for your first session.”

 

Sharp then exited the room and once he was a good distance away Rift appeared through a portal and landed back in his seat.

 

“Sorry man, I survived one training session with him, I don’t know if I’d last through another.”

 

“Quite alright ol’ chap. But you better not let me down tonight.”

 

“No prob. I’ll meet you at the museum ’round eleven. This should be interesting…”

 

That evening…

I walked around the museum half shifted to avoid detection. Looking at the exhibits to pass the time as I waited for either Rift or Apophis to arrive.

 

I couldn’t help but notice the differences in this dimension’s history I wasn’t aware of. The Sphinx not having a nose, three pyramids at Giza instead of four. But oddest exhibit of all was in the American history exhibit. A playbill from the Ford theatre’s production of “Our American Cousin.” Perhaps this realm’s version of the event went differently than I had learned. If Lincoln hadn’t bent down to retrieve his wife’s handkerchief Booth’s scheme could have easily succeeded.

 

“Excuse me, sir.” The night guard said rounding the corner and walking towards me. “I’m gonna have to ask you to le- GAH!”

 

The guard screamed and frantically drew his weapon as he saw the beam of his flashlight hit the wall behind me.

 

“Ah, Sorry my good fellow.” I said shifting back to where I was no longer translucent and held up my ITF badge. I’m an agent from the Interdimensional Task Force. I’m here to investigate a potential robbery.”

 

“Interdimensonal? Look, kid, I have no idea what the heck you are or what you’re doin’ here and I honestly don’t care. Now come along-“

 

Suddenly a portal opened under the guard and he disappeared through it.

 

“Gotten in trouble with the cops already?.” Rift said as he walked up behind me.

 

“So it would seem… The ITF must not be very well known in this realm.”

 

I then noticed rift was holding a cloth knapsack and something in it was moving.

 

“um, what’s in the bag?”

 

“your cat.” Rift said shoving the bag in my face. “you left them at HQ. Thought you might need them for whatever plan you have.”

 

I hadn’t thought of that… If Apophis’ is fascinated with the Egyptian religion then Fluffenstein could be a valuable weapon.

 

Genius idea mate! Just like The Battle of Pelusium!”

 

“The what?”

 

“During the first Persian conquest of Egypt, Cambyses II’s troops painted cat faces on their shields and placed dogs, sheep, cats, ibises and whatever other animals the Egyptians held sacred onto the front lines. Thus, the Egyptians surrendered at once instead of facing the ‘cat army.'”

 

“Huh, neat… But last time I checked two guys and a cat aren’t an army…”

 

“What we need is not an army, but a lookout.” I answered. “Follow me into the Egyptian exhibit.

 

We walked down the hall a ways until we came to a room filled with ancient Egyptian artifacts. Or rather, what the people of this dimension assume to be Egyptian.

 

“See that camera up there?” I said gesturing to the security device above us in the corner of the room.

 

“Lemme guess. you want me to head up to the security room and keep an eye on the cameras while you wait here for Apophis”

 

“You catch on quickly my friend.” I said with a grin. “When he gets here focus on the Egyptian exhibit’s camera and whenever you see me tip my hat open a rift under Apophis into that sarcophagus over there.”

 

“You got it Count.”

 

Rift gave me a quick salute before opening a rift behind him and disappearing through it.

 

“Well Fluffenstein.” I said pulling the kitten from the bag. “I hope that Antiquitus has the same superstitions as Third Dynasty Egypt.”

 

Around thirty minutes had passed and I had shifted in an armchair from my lair and was beginning to doze off in it whilst stroking Fluffenstein. Something about petting a small furry creature always puts one’s mind at ease.

 

Suddenly the lights in the room turned on and then began flickering rhythmically as an electronic noise began echoing around me.

 

I quickly stood up and shifted the chair away to my lair and tucked Fluffenstein behind my back under my cape.

 

Wait a minute, that noise, is that, music?

 

www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-Cbb0AyhBU

 

Suddenly a cloud of blue smoke appeared and Apophis Ra stepped through it holding an ankh staff in one hand and a strange obsidian tablet in the other.

 

“Friends, Romans, countrymen…” The Cultist said in a semi-robotic voice. “Apophis Ra here coming at you live with a crossover I have been waiting dynasties to make! Here he is, the menace of the multiverse, Bane of Anubis, Count Dimensio!”

 

“Bane of Anubis? That’s a new one…” I joked trying to mask my confusion as Apophis held the tablet up towards me.

 

“Oh yeah, my dude! That ol’ doggo is ticked with you. What with your tomb raiding and all. Right folks?”

 

“Who the devil are you talking to?!”

I exclaimed in frustration as I scanned the room. “What manner of multidimensional demons have you brought here?”

 

“Chill, I’m just vloggin dude, Gotta keep them followers posted on my conquest of the multiverse.”

 

“Well, I’m afraid your cult’s quest ends here…” I said drawing my sword.

 

“I wouldn’t be so sure…” Apophis replied as he set his device on top of a nearby crate and held up his staff with both hands. “BEHOLD THE POWER OF APOPHIS RA!”

 

As he tapped the end of his staff on the floor a loud hissing erupted from the walls and hundreds of vipers began pouring out of the cracks and formed a defensive ring around their master.

“Impressive eh? Go ahead my man, try and strike me!” Apophis taunted

“With pleasure…” I said tipping my hat.

 

On cue, a rift opened under Apophis and he fell into the sealed sarcophagus in the corner.

Before a larger rift opened and the vipers fell into it.

 

“Well, that was easy.” Rift said as he appeared beside me.

 

“Indeed, I didn’t even have to use the-“

 

Suddenly I was cut off by the sound of a laser blast and the lid of the sarcophagus shattering and flying across the room.

 

“HEY! Not cool dude!” Apophis shouted as he lept out of the casket. “You totally messed up the vibe I had going!”

 

“Never mind…” I said with a sigh as I dodged a blast from the arch of Apophis’ staff.

 

“Did he just say vibe? I thought you said he was a Cultist.” Rift asked as we ducked behind a display case whilst Apophis was firing his staff and swinging it around like a maniac whilst doing some kind of strange dance. “He looks more like one of those annoying internet celebrities…”

 

“I’m certain, he even has a magic tablet that he uses to keep his followers updated on the fight.”

 

“Tablet huh. Where?”

 

I pointed out the strange device to Rift and he opened a portal under it causing it to fall right into his hands.

 

“Uh, Count? this is just a smartphone.” Rift explained looking the device over. “albeit a rather strange looking one. I mean it looks like he’s live-streaming the fight on some kind of youtube style site but the text is all in caps and some kind of weird language.”

 

“All in capitals? Hand me that…”

 

I took the phone and sure enough, it was filming us right that moment and many different people were posting messages beside the video in what appeared to be Latin. Or at least a variant of it.

 

“Hmm, I believe you’re right… it does appear to be an internet-like system..”

 

“Hey, I have an idea.” RIft whispered. “If his internet is anything like ours I know something that just might give us an advantage.”

 

“Hey! You fellas comin’ out or am I gonna have to disappoint all my followers?” Apophis asked mockingly before smiling towards where his phone had been and noticing it wasn’t there.

 

“What the- WHO STOLE MY EYE-PHONE?”

 

“You mean this?” I taunted as I shifted through the display and walked into the center of the room. “Sorry ‘dude’ but I just had a talk with your followers they think this fight is missing something.”

 

“Oh yeah? And what do my loyal legion of fans what to see?”

 

“BEHOLD! THE SLAYER OF RODENTS, DESTROYER OF HOUSEPLANTS! FLUFFENSTEIN!!!” I exclaimed pulling the cat out and holding him in view of the phone’s camera.

 

“GAH! GET THAT BASTET SPAWN AWAY FROM ME!!” Apophis screamed as he stumbled backward.

 

“Well now, An Egyptian who’s afraid of cats? Now I’ve seen everything…” I said with a laugh.

 

“I’m n-not afraid of th-them I’m just Aler- aah, Aah, ACHOO!!”

 

Apophis then entered a sneezing fit and dropped his staff in the process. which rift quickly snatched up with a portal.

 

“Allergic?” Rift said with an obvious chuckle in his voice he was trying to hide.

 

“Yeah…” Apophis answered with a sniffle, reaching for his staff and fumbling around with watery eyes.

 

“Well, It appears we have the upper-hand here Apophis… Perhaps you better come along peacefully before we have to take you to a hospital…”

 

“Sure man, ACHOO! J-just get that thing away from me…”

 

a short while later we had Apophis in cuffs and we had just finished dropping off Fluffenstein at my lair with Jack.

 

“Right, So I assume you’ll take it from here?” Rift asked.

 

“I can, but I’d prefer if I had someone else with me. helps keep the cops from getting suspicious if I have a hero with me…”

 

“But I thought you work for some top-secret Men in black style organization?”

 

Men In Black? Good heavens no. It’s just the inter-dimensional police. Not the CIA. Now come on…”

 

I grabbed Rift and Apophis’ shoulders and shifted into the large front lobby of the police station.

 

marble pillars lining the walls, royal blue carpeting, and a large wooden desk in the center.

 

“Well look what we got here.” The red-haired woman at the desk stated. “Chief said you’d be comin’ in with a convict but I didn’t expect you to bring in two.”

 

“Uh, No Miss Lana. This is Rift Runner, He’s part of the hero team I joined.”

 

Lana raised an eyebrow suspiciously as she looked Rift over.

 

“If you say so sugar. leave Apophis with Charlie and then head on back to the chief’s office. I’ll let her know Y’all are here…”

 

“Thank you, ma’am. Come on Rift.”

 

I walked towards what must have seemed like a wall to Rift and apophis until we stepped through it and into the prisoner processing center.

 

“So this is where you guys lock up the crooks?” Rift asked.

 

“No, this is just where we throw the book at em, and that fellow over there is our head book thrower. How’s it going, Charlie?”

 

The tall gawky looking man jolted up in his seat and straightened his uniform only to sigh once he turned his desk chair around to find me.

 

“Oh, It’s just you. I thought it was somebody important.” Charlie said with a yawn. “Just stick the perp in cell seven while I work out the papers…”

 

“Cell seven? Well now, You’re a lucky man Apophis.” I joked. “You get to stay in my old room.”

 

Apophis merely rolled his eyes as rift shoved him down the hall and into the cell with a seven above it.

 

“Right, You have a good evening Charlie, I’ll fill out any paperwork later. Gotta go see chief.”

 

“HEY! you still haven’t turned those papers from-“

 

I quickly grabbed Rift and shifted to the Cheif’s office door before Charlie could finish.

 

“Sorry about that Rift, I can’t stand paperwork…”

 

“Tell me about it. you wouldn’t believe how many reports Sharp has us fill out when we capture a villain…”

 

“You’re preaching to the choir mate. Preaching to the choir…”I said with a grin as I knocked on the door.

 

“Enter…” The Chief replied from inside.

 

I opened the door to see Chief Cahill standing at the window behind her desk. gazing out at the futuristic skyline of Capitus Prime.

 

“Beautiful isn’t it?” Chief asked as she turned around and sat down at her desk and turned on the banker’s lamp that sat on it.

 

“I always prefered the look of Capitus Delta.” I replied.

 

“Of course you would. Have a seat Jones, You too Monteleone.”

 

“HOW DID YOU KNOW-“

 

“Your Name? Oh relax, I know more about you flickr fighters than Sharp! why else would I have sent Jones here to Advent city to serve his parole.”

 

“Well, just don’t tell anybody alright? I prefer to keep my secret identity.”

 

“Of course, My lips are sealed…” Chief replied with a locking motion over her lips. “Now then, tell me everything that happened…”

Done in Ai, Finalized in Photoshop

 

Inspired by a text from: ✴.·´¯`·.·★ HELLSCAIT ★·.·`¯´·.✴ - Cait

 

🚀👽 Need to get off this planet fast? This charming extraterrestrial has just the ride for you—no probing (allegedly), no memory wipes (unless requested), and only a slight risk of interdimensional side effects. Step aboard the Mothership for an experience that’s totally out of this world—and legally can’t be discussed afterward.

 

✨ It’s free, it’s shady, and it definitely doesn’t involve being dissected in zero gravity.

Remember: What happens on the Mothership, stays on the Mothership.

Today's story and sketch by me #1319 Stu. Stu is the latest Alien sent here by the "ICS" Interdimensional Crime Stoppers, we know his name is Stu, it was on a tag stapled to his shirt. Stu actually doesn't know who he is, his mind was erased by the "ICS" before they strapped him into the Spacecraft, and programmed it to fly to our Planet Budahunga. We have figured out why we, the Posse Protectors Of The Galaxy were kidnapped, and are now baby sitters to the aliens who are in the ICS witness protection program. If I learn anything about Stu, where he is from or why he is in the witness protection program, it will be a story for another time, until then Tata the Rod Blog.

Kool Kat: And Vader has Stone Cold on the ropes... OH! He's coming over the ropes! Make way Snoopy! Tuesday Night Fights has gone crraaaaaazy again, Daddy-O!

 

Snoopy: Waa! Wa, waaa!!!

 

Big Van Vader: Yeah!!! And stay out!

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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.

 

PICkeRs = Paprihaven Interdimensional Championship Rasslin!

Doctor Strange has a very special place in my heart. At the time of the film’s release, I was going through a very similar journey to Stephen Strange at the beginning of the film. Like Strange, I was broken, and throughout my physical healing I had time for self discovery as well. This movie is also very important because my review of the film was my first “published” review, whereas it was really just published in my school paper. But it was still the first time my film analysis got a bit more professional and I got real life feedback on it! I also submitted that review as apart of my application to Chapman University so like Ant-Man, Doctor Strange kinda helped me go to Chapman! So with all this being said, I was very excited to rewatch this film in my ‘Road to Infinity War’ watchathon because it’s been a while since I’ve seen this film, and since Doctor Strange is the character I’m probably looking forward to the most in Infinity War, I was thrilled to revisit in introduction to the Marvel Cinematic Universe! Let’s check it out!

 

Good: The hardest job that Doctor Strange had to accomplish in its two- hour runtime was to tell a character piece on the fall and rise of Stephen Strange while also introducing the audience to the world of magic and interdimensional travel in the multiverse in the Marvel Universe, which I think it pulled of with excellence. Like most MCU solo films, this movie goes hard on trying to make Doctor Strange a character we can all get behind in future films, and it works. Strange’s origin is a lot more emotional and “adult” than the heroes we’ve seen before. Strange is a bad person at the beginning of this film, and we watch him lose everything he has because of him. Now I’ll get into the similarities this film has to Iron Man later, but I will say now is I think the development of Strange in his origin is a lot better than Starks in the first Iron Man purley because of the performance of Benedict Cumberbatch. We see the gravitas that Cumberbatch puts into the character in the scene where he’s yelling at Rachel McAdams in the beginning, making this development of this asshole into a hero more believable. Now the biggest thing going for this movie is the visuals. There are scenes in this movie with special effects and cinematography that still blow my mind because before this movie was released, I never saw anything like them. The action is new and inventive for the MCU, and the magic is fresh and stands out on its own from other fantasy movies. I still can’t get over how awesome the third act of this film is, I love how the final fight is the exact reverse of this big blockbuster movies and the confrontation between Strange and Dormammu is absolutely genius. I remember from the marketing, Doctor Strange seemed like some sort of Inception rip-off, but I would say the visuals from Inception are just the tip of the iceberg of the trippy madness that happens in this movie. The scene in this film where Doctor Strange goes on that big “trip” still floors me with what was going on on-screen. The scene has elements of both Stanley Kubrick's 2001: A Space Odyssey and M.C Escher's works of art, and is truly a spectacle to behold, even when it’s played on a small TV years later. Doctor Strange not only stands out with not only its visuals, but with its sound as well. The soundtrack was composed by Michael Giacchino, who is really good at going into franchise movies and recapturing the magic of another composer like he did with Jurassic World by capturing the iconic score John Williams created for Jurassic Park. This time around, Giacchino really makes a piece of his own for Doctor Strange with a blend of a classic orchestral score, Pink Floyd-like trippy 60s rock, and some baroque harpsichord, with south Asian influences. This array of musical styles creates a score from the MCU that like Winter Soldier, Ant-Man, and Black Panther, I find myself revisiting quite often!

 

Bad: I’d say the biggest flaw of Doctor Strange is that at its base, it’s a superhero origin we’ve seen before. This movie is a basic superhero origin story with elements of both Batman Begins and Iron Man where a brilliant yet arrogant man, Stephen Strange, falls through a tragedy, the loss of the use of his hands from a car accident, but then finds a way to heal both his body and spirit through some sort of fantastical device to redeem himself, which in this case is training in the mystical arts under The Ancient One. What also adds to this basic plot is yet another one-dimensional villain in the Marvel Cinematic Universe in Caecilius. Mads Mikkelsen gives a good performance as Caecilius, making him stand out from other villains in this franchise like Malekith, but he never brings the sense of sympathy that we get from villains like Killmonger or Loki. The films also gives a basic love interest with Rachel McAdams as Christine Palmer who gives a great performance and gets a good introduction in the beginning of the movie, but never really gets a good conclusion at the end. It feels like she sort of just disappears for no reason at all, which is disappointing due to her being the key character in experiencing Strange’s arrogance, but she never gets to see him redeem himself as a hero in the end.

 

Overall, it’s clear that Doctor Strange isn’t a perfect comicbook movie, but it’s still one of my favorites of the MCU. Despite its rather basic plot elements, the film succeeds with it’s unique visuals, sounds, and sentimental story arc of the main character. I was never excited for Doctor Strange before the film came out, it was probably my least anticipated MCU movie, but after watching the film, I immediately became a Doctor Strange fan. I probably would’ve enjoyed this film less if I saw it at another time, but this film just came out in a time in my life when I needed it most. This film helped me through a dark time in my life and I will never forget it because of that. For these reasons I’m going to give Doctor Strange a 9/10. Let me know what your thoughts on the film are in the comments below and look forward to my re-review of Guardians of the Galaxy vol. 2 next week!

 

Family Reunion features interdimensional black shapes and symbols, which is one of Aaron De La Cruz’s signature designs. This piece was inspired by Aaron’s immediate family. The colored circles seen within the mural represent his mom, dad, brother, nephew, nieces, his wife and children. The six circular openings on the mural with no color represent his children, nieces, and nephew. Aaron imagined the color that would normally fill these openings coming off the wall and activate on the ground creating the six cylindrical sculptures. The six sculptures are their favorite colors and the height corresponds with their ages. Tony DeLap was a West Coast artist, known for his abstract sculpture utilizing illusionist techniques and meticulous craftsmanship.

 

Located at CANVAS by the Bristol Street entrance.

Since I’ve given you guys enough time to go see Doctor Strange, and now that I’ve seen the movie twice (and will probably see it a third time over Thanksgiving), I’m ready to give my thoughts on some of the spoilers. Now this isn’t going to be a review, I’m only going to talk about the things that are considered spoilers, so if you want to read my actual review, check it out here:

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Alright, let’s get to the spoilers!!

  

Ok so the biggest spoiler from this movie is Dormammu. I absolutely hated the look of Dormammu. I’m such a big fan of Dormammu’s look in the comics, and I think he could’ve looked SO BADASS if they just updated the comicbook look a little, but instead they went with something that looked like a purple Parallax from that Green Lantern movie. Though Dormammu has the potential to have different forms so hopefully that was just his interdimensional demon look and in future movies he’ll have a more humanistic look when he goes to earth or something. Now something that I caught on my second viewing is when Caecilius and his followers were sucked into the Dark Dimension and how Strange says they’re becoming “part of the whole” or something like that, it seemed they transformed into the Mindless Ones! I hope the Mindless Ones appear in a future movie, even though they’ll absolutely be like the Chitauri or Ultron drones, but I think it’d still be cool!

  

Another thing I’d like to talk about is the Ancient One and her death. Now I think Marvel were really ballsy to not immediately make Doctor Strange the Sorcerer Supreme, and I think they made a great decision, it’s going to be great to see Doctor Strange take that journey and make him a huge presence in the MCU. Going off the death of the Ancient One, I think the reaction from Mordo was great. I truly believe his transition to a villain and he’ll probably one of the best villains in this franchise! Come on, Marvel, announce Doctor Strange 2 now!! I’ll probably do a “What I’d Like to See In…” of Doctor Strange 2 soon, so stay tuned!

  

Finally, let’s talk about the Eye of Agamotto. Making the Time Stone is absolutely brilliant! This is probably my favorite use of an Infinity Stone in a movie, I just love the Eye of Agamotto.

  

Well, I think that was the most spoilery things in this movie. The more and more I think about this movie, the more I love it. I’d still give it my rating of 8.75/10, but I’m having a hard time putting it in my ranking of all the MCU movies so my question is, where do you guys put Doctor Strange in your MCU ranking? Leave your responses in the comments! Also, next week is Thanksgiving break so I’ll be heading out to LA as I do every year and will be seeing Fantastic Beast and Moana, so be on the lookout for those reviews!

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Close to 3 meters in height, Parthenon is impervious to most blows. Upon sight of Parthenon standing in the ring or coming down the entrance ramp, many opponents will forfeit the match immediately.

 

His deep booming laugh has been the last sound many poor fighters have heard.

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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.

 

PICkeRs = Paprihaven Interdimensional Championship Rasslin!

The Flash of Earth 9

 

Lia Nelson was born a star. Her parents were the first people to travel to the planet Jupiter, and she would eventually become a fashion model, too. Her fame only grew when her powers kicked in, though. While in space, Lia's mother would become irradiated by a mysterious mineral, which led to their daughter being a being of pure light. With her ability to generate, manipulate, and move at the speed of light, she would become one of the most recognizable figures on the Tangent Earth - the Flash!

 

So I've been working on a project wherein I make the big three of every Earth in the Multiverse, but those big threes often leave out my fav, The Flash! Since there's an established team of these interdimensional speedy bois, I figured I'd add them to my list! I'll still be finishing up my initial Multiverse project, but this'll make for a fun excuse to do more with these incredibly cool concepts!

Ahmed Johnson is on the ropes and Yokozuna is raining down those axe-handles!! I don't know who's going to give way first! One of these giants, or the ring!!

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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.

 

PICkeRs = Paprihaven Interdimensional Championship Rasslin!

Oh, my! That lariat from the Heartbreak Kid just put Owen Hart over the ropes! These two have been putting on a fight for the ages, and it looks like Shawn Michaels has the upper hand right now!

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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.

 

PICkeRs = Paprihaven Interdimensional Championship Rasslin!

ESPECIES-EXTRATERRESTRES-GRISES-ARTE-PINTURA-ACUARELAS-EXPRESION-MIRADA-OBSERVACION-ARTISTA-PINTOR-ERNEST DESCALS-

 

Mirada de observación interesada del alien, ellos, los extraterrestres o intraterrestres, o seres llegados de otras dimensiones, forman un variado catálogo de especies no humanas que se mueven entre nosotros con intenciones no conocidas, en la mayor parte de las ocasiones sólo observan, en otras interactuan con los seres humanos, hace mucho tiempo que están aquí en nuestro planeta con fines desconocidos, pronto sabremos más de que hacen y de que quieren. Pintura con acuarelas del artista pintor Ernest Descals sobre papel de 50 x 70 centímetros, Pintar sus expresiones me motiva para querer saber.

 

Interested observation gaze of the alien, they, the extraterrestrials or intraterrestrials, or beings arrived from other dimensions, form a varied catalog of non-human species that move among us with unknown intentions, on most occasions they only observe, in others they interact with human beings, they have been here on our planet for a long time with unknown purposes, soon we will know more about what they do and what they want. Watercolor painting by the artist Ernest Descals on 50 x 70 centimeter paper, Painting their expressions motivates me to want to know.

Nice weather has returned, and so i sketched at lunchtime today downtown, at the corner of C & 2nd. This is an estate agents, i think. Or realtor, or whatever the correct term is. I wonder if there's such thing as a surrealtor? Specializes in crooked houses that are interdimensional spaces (like that haunted house in House, i may be misremembering that movie) (not House the doctor, House the 80s wierd horror movie series).

I'm just trying to catch these trees before the leaves come back...any minute now...

 

I sketched for about half an hour or so, then did the paint when i got home, and some of the details like the roof tiles.

At some point in their interdimensional travels, the Celestial Barracuda picked up a bright red mech that now helps protect the Barracuda on its valiant missions across universes. The mech is piloted by a team of unbreakable heroes that kick reason to the curb and do the impossible!

Every now and then you gotta tell SNOT to "Go to hell!" and stack some plates man!

 

Name generated by the ever-cool seventh sanctum :)

"...the Hitman has battled back from a vicious beating at the hands of Sid and now has the skyscraper in that textbook perfect suplex! .... He's got him vertical... OOOOHHH, look at that technique! Sports fans you chose a great night to come to the Bijou Planks! You are witnessing Excellence in Execution!!

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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.

 

PICkeRs = Paprihaven Interdimensional Championship Rasslin!

Based off of Perimeter, an RTS from Russian developer studio K-D Lab. Frame is a mobile city created to traverse the treacherous and ever-changing bubble worlds of Psychosphere. The city itself is not as big as the Frame itself for it also houses machinery to maintain base when on-world, as well as mystical Spiral, a device that allows inter-dimensional travel.

Name: Archangel

 

Title: The Gate Guardian

 

Class: Empire Guardian

 

House: Famine

 

Abilities: Archangel can travel between alternate universes and states of being especially quickly, and is able to naturally sense ripples in spacetime that result from interdimensional travel. Also one of the few aeonyx who has the ability to naturally create false aeonyx which have a similar look.

Can create energy appendages and weapons for a short amount of time.

 

Weapons: Self created. usually spears and arms.

 

Physical appearance. Angelic, erogenous

 

Gender Pronouns: Formal non-binary. thou, thee. Those above simply use regular you, your.

 

Bio: Archangel is one of the guardians to the Aeonyx empire.The main duties that Archangel has is travelling throughout the multiverse to close possible pathways that could lead to the discovery of the aeonyx. Archangel is allowed to create false aeonyx to guard some of these pathways. Archangel has failed in one occasion, and opposed the empire in one other occasion. Both of these incidents, he was punished by removing a sixth of his power. Thus, whenever archangel appears physically, two of his wings appear bound and injured.

Archangel's ability is deemed useful, which is why they were not completely imprisoned or destroyed.

Let's face it. Trying to deliver presents to billions of households in one night using a flying sleigh (that doesn't even have a windshield!) just isn't practical. Sure, it's possible to use time travel to get all the work done, but that gets complicated since so many other people have time machines these days. Plenty of young yahoos are getting their hands on interdimensional travel. Santa's starting to get older, and so he's beginning to settle for more automated methods. This is the latest technological wonder he's cooked up: The Intercontinental Present Distributor, capable of chucking packages at high speeds through the atmosphere and down onto specified locations. Santa's still trying to work out the kinks (the packages tend to be traveling so fast they create small craters when they land), but he's thinking it could be a viable alternative to driving around all night.

It's going to be a Last Man Standing match!

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A year of the shows and performers of the Bijou Planks Theater.

 

PICkeRs = Paprihaven Interdimensional Championship Rasslin!

Do you hear the rumble of engines, guitars and sonic weaponry? Here goes the Infernal Rock Train of the Jolly Grannies band which is led by no other than Hades, the Lord of Hell, himself! Now they are making the interdimensional intergalactic tour and are going to rock all universes... to fire and death!

 

WARNING: This work is non-canon in relation with my other Ernst&Isabella and Warhammer 40000 Xenoarchaeologist works and lore and was made just for the sake of fun and madness.

A living sky — folding open.

Clouds part like an interdimensional rift.

Light ignites the grid.

Steel and glass align.

The system awakens.

The gates are open.

El viatge immersiu per la ment de Salvador Dalí ens permet descobrir com la genialitat de la seva obra és el resultat d'un pensament obert, ambiciós, provocador i també científic. Dalí cibernètic és un recorregut emocionant per les seves obres més reconegudes des d'una perspectiva completament nova. L'univers poètic i oníric dalinià es troba amb projeccions de gran format, instal·lacions interactives, hologrames, realitat virtual i intel·ligència artificial. Una experiència immersiva de nova generació sobre els universos paral·lels, la física quàntica, la quarta dimensió, la geometria sagrada o la seqüenciació de l'ADN interpretats per Dalí a través de les obres. A partir de setembre del 2022, Dalí entra al metavers a través d'un portal interdimensional d'arts digitals ubicat a l'IDEAL de Barcelona.

 

Salvador Dalí i Domènech (Figueres, l'Alt Empordà, Catalunya, 11 de maig de 1904 - 23 de gener de 1989) fou un pintor, escultor, decorador, escriptor i pensador català, que va esdevenir un dels principals representants del surrealisme. Se solen atribuir les seves habilitats pictòriques a la influència i l'admiració per l'art renaixentista.

 

Dalí va tenir l'habilitat de forjar un estil personal i recognoscible. Es considerava a si mateix més bon escriptor que pintor i assegurava que si havia de passar a la història preferia fer-ho com a pensador; la seva actitud còmica, però, si d'una banda el va catapultar a una fama mai vista, de l'altra va dificultar seriosament l'estudi de la seva filosofia i reflexió. En pintura, una de les seves obres més conegudes és La persistència de la memòria, també anomenada Els rellotges tous, que data de l'any 1931. En escriptura, es considera que la seva obra capital és l'autobiografia Vida secreta de Salvador Dalí, que data de l'any 1942 i comença dient: «A sis anys volia ser cuinera, a set Napoleó, i la meva ambició no ha parat de créixer des d'aleshores». Les seves majors obres, en què va treballar fins als darrers anys de la seva vida, foren el Teatre-Museu Dalí de Figueres i ell mateix.

 

Encara que els seus principals mitjans d'expressió van ser la pintura i l'escriptura, també va fer incursions en els camps del cinema, l'escultura, la moda, la joieria, la decoració, la publicitat, l'humor, l'agitació cultural i el teatre, disciplina en què va treballar com a dissenyador de vestuari i com a escenògraf.

 

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Lugar: Puente Monumental Arganzuela (Madrid)

Fecha: 04/09/2017

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The Time It Takes Falling Bodies To Catch Light ~

Creator, Judge or Architect?

There Is a Sanity Clause!

 

“So tell me,” O’Grady asks with a glint in his eye, “do you believe in God?” The black snake venom is coursing through my bloodstream and organs and his eyes are glowing in the semi-darkness.

 

He swirls in my blurring vision as the reply rises full-blown from my heart without pause for censorship or amendment; “When most people ask that question, I get the impression they don’t mean ‘is there a creator?’ – they really mean ‘is there a Judge?’.” He meets my gaze levelly. “That’s a very penetrating insight,” he says, “very Jesuitical.” My heart doesn’t pause to bask in the glow of flattered pride but continues to pour out of my mouth; “The question has more than one answer, depending on what you really mean. I don’t believe that you mean ‘is there a Judge?’ – but let me answer that one first anyway.” We’re both sitting cross-legged and I shift around to face him more directly.

 

“There’s only one judge that counts, and at the moment of your death your eyes are riveted open to every act and deed you’ve ever done, stripped bare before the completely aware gaze of a conscience that’s more penetrating and aware than you could believe. You are your own worst and best judge, stripping yourself to the core.

 

“But at the same timeless time you’re also suffused with the very spirit of parental compassion, so your judgment of yourself is an admixture of Severity and Mercy, if you like.” I touch my left shoulder with my thumb held between my first two fingers and draw a line across to my right. “Those are the names of these two Sephiras of the Tree of Life, by the by, translated from ancient Hebrew – I prefer ‘Clarity and Compassion’ myself…” O’Grady nods slowly, trailing afterimages in the gloom while my mouth continues moving and my voicebox keeps vibrating as the venom flares in my foot and spreads into my brain.

 

“So you are the judge, the best you could ever hope for – who knows thee more intimately than thine own conscience? And from that immortal perspective beyond time – beyond matter and space you’re beyond time as well, beyond time’s well…” The memory of my deaths return in full-blown Technicolor and quintaphonic Dolby; “…you decide whether you’ve created a perfect pattern or not – one that satisfies your expanded esthetic and ethical senses, the heart that balances the feather of truth.” Psychedelic images begin feathering inward from the periphery of my vision and it becomes increasingly difficult to focus. I concentrate on deepening my breath and slowing my pulse as my voice goes on and on;

 

“But more than that – from the true perspective of immortal Justice, the obvious macrocosmic truth is revealed – the secret of all enlightenment – that everyone is everyone and everything you do to anyone is something literally done to yourself. In that moment of crystal-clear awareness karma is something obvious and ever-present, and the only important thing – the only thing relevant to your blown open mind – is the impressions you’ve made on other beings, the links you have to others.

 

“And you decide whether you’ve lived life as best you could, or fallen short of your own abilities. You keep coming back until you’ve done it – I don’t want to use the word ‘right’, because of all the polarised connotations, and ‘correct’ is no better – but you decide to return to the Wheel until you’ve done it right by yourself, and all your selves. Then you have a further choice to explore something else entirely, or not.

 

“You may even decide to come back here again anyway, to help out.

 

“But if you want the short version,” I ramble on, “you are the Judge, Jury, Prosecutor, Defender, Executioner and Redeemer. Don’t accept any substitutes.” I need water to dilute and process the foreign proteins spilling through my blood, but the oxygen-rich air of the rainforest does nicely at present.

 

O’Grady nods and strokes his emerging beard, smiling into my blur. He’s a Saracen and a Viking, a Highlander and a Persian. “All right then,” he nods, “do you believe there’s a Creator?”

 

My hallucinating mind reviews the massed ranks of distant primate people who will cast me into imaginary hellfire or oblivion if my answer is negative – but this translucent vision doesn’t slow my open heart. A deep breath fills my lungs.

 

“On the one hand I side with the Gnostics – before they were all slaughtered and burned at the stake they insisted that those who purport to be the Creator – like Jehovah, for instance, or Jupiter – are actually demons masquerading as the One True God. But it gets complex – the ancients viewed the planets as gods and goddesses, remember, and many deeds and attributes ascribed to them are referents to planetary events, changes and catastrophes. Incidentally, ‘god’ is a pretty horrendous word for what we’re talking about, don’t you think?”

 

“I’ve always thought it pretty odd,” he agrees.

“Ugly,” I aver. “The Gnostics pointed out that no compassionate creator would ever do the things described in the old babbling books, and that any entity that did, was an ego-driven demon who should be ignored and driven out at all costs. The Gnostics went a little too far for my taste, claiming the universe itself was an evil cage – I understand their erroneous point of view, but in the long run they were a bit too nihilistic for their own good.” The Ark of the Covenant rears before my inner eye, resplendent and glowing with a blue aura of electrical charge. Before my mouth can wander in that direction my interlocutor intervenes, sparing us both a long digression. “Ah, yes, but – do you believe there’s a Creator?” O’Grady laughs.

 

“On the other hand,” I begin, “we’re talking about something not constrained by our primate templates of authority and awareness – and if it comes down to a choice between the archetypes of Sky Father and Earth Mother, these days I have to come down on the side of the Mother…” O’Grady laughs again. “I’m with you there, bro. It’s ‘Nungeena’ around here, right?”

 

“Great memory,” I congratulate him. “You got it the first time.”

“It’s just that where I first became exposed to this stuff, Her name was ‘Pacha Mama’.”

 

“Of course,” I smile.

 

“Nungeena,” he repeats as I nod. “But on the third hand,” I say, miming the emergence of another arm from my shoulder, “if you want to know what I really believe…” He leans forward as my voice drops. “How much do you know about, uh dimensional theory? Have you ever seen a hypercube?” O’Grady nods emphatically. “No,” I change my mind, “let’s start at the other end – it’s easier from down there.”

 

“Okay.” “You know there are an infinite number of points in any line?” I mime the action and a fluorescing trail of dot patterns laces the ground in the darkness while he nods. “And there are an infinite number of lines in any given plane, right?” I inscribe long lines at various angles on a scroll of parchment that appears in the nocturnal air.

 

The serpent poison is coming on strong and my foot is throbbing, swollen and red, but my monolog keeps me loosely bound to the world; I’m grateful to have an audience in this remote Paradise – and haven’t been condemned to merely sitting here alone and dealing with the poison while listening to all this stuff going around inside my head. I haven’t told him about the black snake yet – don’t want to worry him unduly. She will bruise thy heel…

 

“Well there are also an infinite number of planes in any solid, right?” I chop paths through an imaginary sphere from various angles, as it hovers between us like a small planetoid. O’Grady agrees. “And there are an infinite number of three-dimensional solids in hyperspace,” I conclude my series, sweeping my arms outward to indicate all the other spheres hovering in an immeasurable array that spreads away from us in all directions. “Virtual worlds from this point perspective, just as our universe is an illusion when viewed from theirs.”

 

For a moment I glimpse the view from hyperspace, from the fugue-riding perspective of the Crown Chakra, and all the spheres interpenetrate each other at various angles and progressions of mutual absorption – and then my mouth keeps working around the cud of my words.

 

“So from that heightened perspective, from the view of a consciousness dwelling in hyperspace – not beyond or apart from this world but implicately involved in everything here, as intrinsic as space or time – you could be aware of every sparrow that falls, every leaf on every tree and every thought in every being simultaneously. You could be aware of the flux of all the alternative timelines from a sufficient remove…

 

“It’s like this,” I continue as I see him attempt to imagine that view. I draw a circle on the ground between us. “From up here you can see everything inside that flat circle simultaneously, right? It’s all visible at once.”

  

“I see,” he says, and he does.

 

“Now, on the second last and penultimate hand in this trick deck, there’s another point or two I must make if you want a near-complete answer. There are those who draw a distinction between not only Judge and Creator, but also include an Architect in their triune pantheon…”

 

“Like the Egyptians with that dwarf character – what was his name?” He hands me a smoke.

 

“Ptah. Ta, thanks. That’s the one. “Around here he’s known as ‘Puntjal’ – pretty similar, considering. Here we have Nungeena (or Mother Nature, the Holy Spirit, the Holy Breath, the Nephesh) as well as Puntjal, the Architect of the Universe – and there’s also the indwelling Creator who dwells at the crown of your head, whose arms extend down through ours from the Dreaming, the Al Chera, Hyperspace, from the Crown of Creation, to work within the world and worlds. But I won’t speak his name here and now…”

 

“Fair enough. The Architect – ‘Puntjal’?”

 

“Perfect.” “So the geometric certainty of an interpenetrating series of interdimensional realities – not just some mathematical theory, but an infinitude of multiverses and a vast range of nesting dimensions – informs us that there must be, at very least, the likelihood of a Witness – a consciousness that is aware of everything in our little circle. Infinity is a pretty big place – infinity implies that anything we can imagine must actually exist somehow, somewhere, somewhen, on every scale…”

 

“So we have a Judge, an Architect, Mother Nature and a Witness – but what about a Creator?” he persists as I pass the smoke back to him.

 

“For a start, it’s all a hologram so you are already partaking of all of those forms of Godhood – your consciousness already extrudes into all the other dimensions, but we’re usually untrained to perceive or make use of any of them but the familiar ones that are useful to terrestrial primates. They’re all accessible, if you start young enough or are very fortunate or have enough focus and will power. The truth is, thou art God.” I’m pleased to see he doesn’t rebel at the prospect as a circlet of six-pointed stars surrounds his brow and an etheric topknot extrudes from the crown of his head.

  

“Now, if you really want to pin me down about a Creator – on the one octopoid tentacle, with an infinity of infinities to ponder, a Creator can’t be rendered impossible – and anything not impossible is not only probable, but likely – or even mandatory…”

 

“Anything not forbidden is compulsory.”

 

“Exactemundo, compadre.” And on the last tentacular extremity of all, interdimensional theory well understands how to create universes – we can do it in the lab, here at the dawn of the Third Millennium.”

 

“We can?”

 

“We can – I’ll explain how, if you like… do you know anything about Brane theory? M theory? Membrane theory?”

 

“Is this answering my question about a possible or probable Creator?”

 

“Okay then – you know how in current understandings of time travel, if you go back in time and kill your grandfather there’s no paradox at all?”

 

“You don’t snuff yourself out of existence then?”

 

“No – because when you leave the bubble of this hologram and enter another one, it is another one – times ain’t times and oils ain’t oils.

 

By entering another time stream the current belief is that you create a new time stream – although I differ on that point; I say that within infinity all virtual realities are equally real, and that the traveler is not a creator but just another vainglorious usurper of the title. These so-called ‘creator gods’ are simply stepping into a pre-existing continuum, not creating a new one at all. We don’t each simply create a new universe with each act of will, as postulated within the imagined constraints ascribed to quantum theory – we shift into a pre-existing virtual co-creation. There are an infinity of them.

 

“If you can imagine the sort of obsessive personality that wants to go back in time and change history – and not even their own history you understand – they know it’s a parallel history they’re tampering with but want to do it anyway – you’ll understand why a lot of the so-called ‘gods’ of the past have been such primitive control freaks.”

  

“Third Reichers and the like.”

 

“Precisely – and in some cases literally. Anyway, it’s all a variation on Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle, if you like…”

 

“That’s where you can’t tell the velocity and trajectory of any subatomic particle at the same time?”

 

“That’s right – and the implications, as derived by modern physicists, are that the observer creates reality. So we’re all the Creator; manifest reality as we know it is a co-creation, combined from the various point perspectives of innumerable lifeforms in innumerable shapes, with utterly divergent environments and ways of viewing the universe. The manifest world is made by all the intersecting perspectives and wills of us all – and certainly not just those of human beings.

 

“The more diverse the range of lifeforms in a place, the more enduring the landform itself – and all other factors, like climate for instance. Life changes the odds in favour of itself – the evidence is all there if you take a look, all duly notarized and scientifically notated. Mind and will alter the odds, the flip of the dice, the spin of the electron, the intensity of the Sun, the trajectory of asteroids. You know what the native Americans say – the Web of Life holds it all together and each of us is a strand. “And if mind over matter is real – and it is – then all the other so-called psychic phenomena are equally real and accessible to us all.

 

“We’re creating it all, all the time. Everything’s an interpenetrating hologram and we’re all points of the same distributed consciousness, of the same – there has to be a better word than ‘oddgod’ – but if you’re looking for a Creator, look in the mirror,” I laugh, drawing a planar pane between us.

We grok. It groks.

 

“Okay,” he asks as pregnant Molki awakes from her drowsy slumber and leans against him. “What do you think gravity is?”

   

Step out of the chains binding your mind and life! Your parents and grandparents were happy and satisfied to be lied to by those who still get away with stealing the wealth and knowledge of the Earth (and everywhere else) for themselves – are you?

Turn on. Tune in. Opt OUT! You have nothing to lose but your blinkers. Security is only found within and true abundance comes only to those prepared to give everything away when they no longer need it.

Money is not abundance – it’s a tax on abundance! Why are you reading this? Why are you here? What is it that you need? Why do you need it? Who are you, really?

 

- R.Ayana

 

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A totally random and slightly bizarre story. I hope it at least amuses some of you guys.

 

——————————

Chris Peterson crept cautiously into the Core Room of the Blabber superweapon, his assistant Charlotte close behind.

Getting inside the Blabber had been one heck of a mission, even with his backpack Superdimensional Karate Assistant & Travel Evolver (SKATE) board, which generally allowed him to go just about anywhere. Unfortunately, the Blabber was equipped with wormhole disrupters, which made interdimensional travel rather difficult.

At any rate, they had managed to get inside, and now they were finally in the Core Room. A quick suck from his plunger-like Electromagnetic Extractor and the Phlebotium Core would be neutralized, he figured.

Unfortunately, life wasn't that simple.

As soon as he and Charlotte were inside, the door slid shut. Red robotic eyes shone out from the blackness, and then the lights came on, and they realized they were not alone.

Drones rose up from the floor, their red antigravity cores glowing through their eyes like balls of demonic fire.

"INTRUDER. INTRUDER. INTRUDER." The Drones blared with mindless but ruthless repetition.

"I think you mean 'Intruders'." corrected Chris, "There's two of us."

The Drones opened fire.

Bolts of light flew right and left, all more or less targeting Chris and Charlotte. Chris ducked and weaved, absorbing the first few shots with his Extractor. The Drones came closer, and one of the beams singed Charlotte's scalp. She sliced her assaulter in half with her katana, and then split another laser with the prismatic side of her blade, sending half of it shooting off into the eye of a Drone sneaking up behind Chris.

The Drones came in thicker and faster, and the pulsing lasers flew with reckless speed. The two heroes began to be overwhelmed, and both of them had now taken hits. Seeing one of the Drones come close, Chris seized his chance and smacked it in the eye with his Extractor, pulling out its antigravity core and flinging it at the surrounding ones. They spun into a gravitational vortex and smashed into the wall.

In the brief respite, Chris charged the Core and slammed his Extractor into its center, switching it to the highest setting. The whole device became electrified with energy, shaking and jerking madly. A pillar of lightning flew out of it as the energy was released.

The remaining Drones resumed their barrage, but Charlotte had his back, splitting the lasers as they came.

The Extractor shook like mad, and then simply flew out of Chris' hands, unable to bear the pressure. The strained Core trembled, but it did not explode.

"Oh come on!" cried Chris in frustration. He turned to Charlotte amidst the melee. "What do we do now?" he shouted in desperation. She dodged in front of him and split another beam inches from their faces.

"Let's try this!" she shouted in reply, flinging her blade into the bottom end of the Phlebotium Core.

There was a blinding flash, and the katana burst in a flurry of prismatic shards. The Core bent and stretched, reflecting in a thousand directions, and then it imploded in a cataclysmic blast, its balance having been lost.

Chris and Charlotte went hurtling backward, and then everything went black...

There's a growing interest in the phenomenon of shadow people. What are they? Ghosts? Interdimensional beings? Time travelers? Something else?... Or Alien?? Or Just Bored People tired to play a game named Life.

 

And at the end of the Game, is there someone waiting?

Do I get a medal for surviving this long?

 

There's a growing interest in the phenomenon of shadow people. What are they? Ghosts? Interdimensional beings? Time travelers? Something else?... Or Alien?? Or Just Bored People tired to play a game named Life.

 

And at the end of the Game, is there someone waiting?

Do I get a medal for surviving this long?

Do you hear the rumble of engines, guitars and sonic weaponry? Here goes the Infernal Rock Train of the Jolly Grannies band which is led by no other than Hades, the Lord of Hell, himself! Now they are making the interdimensional intergalactic tour and are going to rock all universes... to fire and death!

 

WARNING: This work is non-canon in relation with my other Ernst&Isabella and Warhammer 40000 Xenoarchaeologist works and lore and was made just for the sake of fun and madness.

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The idea in this first concentration photo was to create an interdimensional "portal," or hole that was located in the center of the wall. My story behind the photo was that an ordinary civilian came to check on his backyard (in his angry birds underwear), and happened to stumble upon a hole in his wall leading to another location. I tried to create a wind effect, as his hair is somewhat being blown and added a flare inside the photo as a fake sun. The viewer should feel confused, and not trust the photo.

The Time It Takes Falling Bodies To Catch Light ~

Creator, Judge or Architect?

There Is a Sanity Clause!

 

“So tell me,” O’Grady asks with a glint in his eye, “do you believe in God?” The black snake venom is coursing through my bloodstream and organs and his eyes are glowing in the semi-darkness.

 

He swirls in my blurring vision as the reply rises full-blown from my heart without pause for censorship or amendment; “When most people ask that question, I get the impression they don’t mean ‘is there a creator?’ – they really mean ‘is there a Judge?’.” He meets my gaze levelly. “That’s a very penetrating insight,” he says, “very Jesuitical.” My heart doesn’t pause to bask in the glow of flattered pride but continues to pour out of my mouth; “The question has more than one answer, depending on what you really mean. I don’t believe that you mean ‘is there a Judge?’ – but let me answer that one first anyway.” We’re both sitting cross-legged and I shift around to face him more directly.

 

“There’s only one judge that counts, and at the moment of your death your eyes are riveted open to every act and deed you’ve ever done, stripped bare before the completely aware gaze of a conscience that’s more penetrating and aware than you could believe. You are your own worst and best judge, stripping yourself to the core.

 

“But at the same timeless time you’re also suffused with the very spirit of parental compassion, so your judgment of yourself is an admixture of Severity and Mercy, if you like.” I touch my left shoulder with my thumb held between my first two fingers and draw a line across to my right. “Those are the names of these two Sephiras of the Tree of Life, by the by, translated from ancient Hebrew – I prefer ‘Clarity and Compassion’ myself…” O’Grady nods slowly, trailing afterimages in the gloom while my mouth continues moving and my voicebox keeps vibrating as the venom flares in my foot and spreads into my brain.

 

“So you are the judge, the best you could ever hope for – who knows thee more intimately than thine own conscience? And from that immortal perspective beyond time – beyond matter and space you’re beyond time as well, beyond time’s well…” The memory of my deaths return in full-blown Technicolor and quintaphonic Dolby; “…you decide whether you’ve created a perfect pattern or not – one that satisfies your expanded esthetic and ethical senses, the heart that balances the feather of truth.” Psychedelic images begin feathering inward from the periphery of my vision and it becomes increasingly difficult to focus. I concentrate on deepening my breath and slowing my pulse as my voice goes on and on;

 

“But more than that – from the true perspective of immortal Justice, the obvious macrocosmic truth is revealed – the secret of all enlightenment – that everyone is everyone and everything you do to anyone is something literally done to yourself. In that moment of crystal-clear awareness karma is something obvious and ever-present, and the only important thing – the only thing relevant to your blown open mind – is the impressions you’ve made on other beings, the links you have to others.

 

“And you decide whether you’ve lived life as best you could, or fallen short of your own abilities. You keep coming back until you’ve done it – I don’t want to use the word ‘right’, because of all the polarised connotations, and ‘correct’ is no better – but you decide to return to the Wheel until you’ve done it right by yourself, and all your selves. Then you have a further choice to explore something else entirely, or not.

 

“You may even decide to come back here again anyway, to help out.

 

“But if you want the short version,” I ramble on, “you are the Judge, Jury, Prosecutor, Defender, Executioner and Redeemer. Don’t accept any substitutes.” I need water to dilute and process the foreign proteins spilling through my blood, but the oxygen-rich air of the rainforest does nicely at present.

 

O’Grady nods and strokes his emerging beard, smiling into my blur. He’s a Saracen and a Viking, a Highlander and a Persian. “All right then,” he nods, “do you believe there’s a Creator?”

 

My hallucinating mind reviews the massed ranks of distant primate people who will cast me into imaginary hellfire or oblivion if my answer is negative – but this translucent vision doesn’t slow my open heart. A deep breath fills my lungs.

 

“On the one hand I side with the Gnostics – before they were all slaughtered and burned at the stake they insisted that those who purport to be the Creator – like Jehovah, for instance, or Jupiter – are actually demons masquerading as the One True God. But it gets complex – the ancients viewed the planets as gods and goddesses, remember, and many deeds and attributes ascribed to them are referents to planetary events, changes and catastrophes. Incidentally, ‘god’ is a pretty horrendous word for what we’re talking about, don’t you think?”

 

“I’ve always thought it pretty odd,” he agrees.

“Ugly,” I aver. “The Gnostics pointed out that no compassionate creator would ever do the things described in the old babbling books, and that any entity that did, was an ego-driven demon who should be ignored and driven out at all costs. The Gnostics went a little too far for my taste, claiming the universe itself was an evil cage – I understand their erroneous point of view, but in the long run they were a bit too nihilistic for their own good.” The Ark of the Covenant rears before my inner eye, resplendent and glowing with a blue aura of electrical charge. Before my mouth can wander in that direction my interlocutor intervenes, sparing us both a long digression. “Ah, yes, but – do you believe there’s a Creator?” O’Grady laughs.

 

“On the other hand,” I begin, “we’re talking about something not constrained by our primate templates of authority and awareness – and if it comes down to a choice between the archetypes of Sky Father and Earth Mother, these days I have to come down on the side of the Mother…” O’Grady laughs again. “I’m with you there, bro. It’s ‘Nungeena’ around here, right?”

 

“Great memory,” I congratulate him. “You got it the first time.”

“It’s just that where I first became exposed to this stuff, Her name was ‘Pacha Mama’.”

 

“Of course,” I smile.

 

“Nungeena,” he repeats as I nod. “But on the third hand,” I say, miming the emergence of another arm from my shoulder, “if you want to know what I really believe…” He leans forward as my voice drops. “How much do you know about, uh dimensional theory? Have you ever seen a hypercube?” O’Grady nods emphatically. “No,” I change my mind, “let’s start at the other end – it’s easier from down there.”

 

“Okay.” “You know there are an infinite number of points in any line?” I mime the action and a fluorescing trail of dot patterns laces the ground in the darkness while he nods. “And there are an infinite number of lines in any given plane, right?” I inscribe long lines at various angles on a scroll of parchment that appears in the nocturnal air.

 

The serpent poison is coming on strong and my foot is throbbing, swollen and red, but my monolog keeps me loosely bound to the world; I’m grateful to have an audience in this remote Paradise – and haven’t been condemned to merely sitting here alone and dealing with the poison while listening to all this stuff going around inside my head. I haven’t told him about the black snake yet – don’t want to worry him unduly. She will bruise thy heel…

 

“Well there are also an infinite number of planes in any solid, right?” I chop paths through an imaginary sphere from various angles, as it hovers between us like a small planetoid. O’Grady agrees. “And there are an infinite number of three-dimensional solids in hyperspace,” I conclude my series, sweeping my arms outward to indicate all the other spheres hovering in an immeasurable array that spreads away from us in all directions. “Virtual worlds from this point perspective, just as our universe is an illusion when viewed from theirs.”

 

For a moment I glimpse the view from hyperspace, from the fugue-riding perspective of the Crown Chakra, and all the spheres interpenetrate each other at various angles and progressions of mutual absorption – and then my mouth keeps working around the cud of my words.

 

“So from that heightened perspective, from the view of a consciousness dwelling in hyperspace – not beyond or apart from this world but implicately involved in everything here, as intrinsic as space or time – you could be aware of every sparrow that falls, every leaf on every tree and every thought in every being simultaneously. You could be aware of the flux of all the alternative timelines from a sufficient remove…

 

“It’s like this,” I continue as I see him attempt to imagine that view. I draw a circle on the ground between us. “From up here you can see everything inside that flat circle simultaneously, right? It’s all visible at once.”

  

“I see,” he says, and he does.

 

“Now, on the second last and penultimate hand in this trick deck, there’s another point or two I must make if you want a near-complete answer. There are those who draw a distinction between not only Judge and Creator, but also include an Architect in their triune pantheon…”

 

“Like the Egyptians with that dwarf character – what was his name?” He hands me a smoke.

 

“Ptah. Ta, thanks. That’s the one. “Around here he’s known as ‘Puntjal’ – pretty similar, considering. Here we have Nungeena (or Mother Nature, the Holy Spirit, the Holy Breath, the Nephesh) as well as Puntjal, the Architect of the Universe – and there’s also the indwelling Creator who dwells at the crown of your head, whose arms extend down through ours from the Dreaming, the Al Chera, Hyperspace, from the Crown of Creation, to work within the world and worlds. But I won’t speak his name here and now…”

 

“Fair enough. The Architect – ‘Puntjal’?”

 

“Perfect.” “So the geometric certainty of an interpenetrating series of interdimensional realities – not just some mathematical theory, but an infinitude of multiverses and a vast range of nesting dimensions – informs us that there must be, at very least, the likelihood of a Witness – a consciousness that is aware of everything in our little circle. Infinity is a pretty big place – infinity implies that anything we can imagine must actually exist somehow, somewhere, somewhen, on every scale…”

 

“So we have a Judge, an Architect, Mother Nature and a Witness – but what about a Creator?” he persists as I pass the smoke back to him.

 

“For a start, it’s all a hologram so you are already partaking of all of those forms of Godhood – your consciousness already extrudes into all the other dimensions, but we’re usually untrained to perceive or make use of any of them but the familiar ones that are useful to terrestrial primates. They’re all accessible, if you start young enough or are very fortunate or have enough focus and will power. The truth is, thou art God.” I’m pleased to see he doesn’t rebel at the prospect as a circlet of six-pointed stars surrounds his brow and an etheric topknot extrudes from the crown of his head.

  

“Now, if you really want to pin me down about a Creator – on the one octopoid tentacle, with an infinity of infinities to ponder, a Creator can’t be rendered impossible – and anything not impossible is not only probable, but likely – or even mandatory…”

 

“Anything not forbidden is compulsory.”

 

“Exactemundo, compadre.” And on the last tentacular extremity of all, interdimensional theory well understands how to create universes – we can do it in the lab, here at the dawn of the Third Millennium.”

 

“We can?”

 

“We can – I’ll explain how, if you like… do you know anything about Brane theory? M theory? Membrane theory?”

 

“Is this answering my question about a possible or probable Creator?”

 

“Okay then – you know how in current understandings of time travel, if you go back in time and kill your grandfather there’s no paradox at all?”

 

“You don’t snuff yourself out of existence then?”

 

“No – because when you leave the bubble of this hologram and enter another one, it is another one – times ain’t times and oils ain’t oils.

 

By entering another time stream the current belief is that you create a new time stream – although I differ on that point; I say that within infinity all virtual realities are equally real, and that the traveler is not a creator but just another vainglorious usurper of the title. These so-called ‘creator gods’ are simply stepping into a pre-existing continuum, not creating a new one at all. We don’t each simply create a new universe with each act of will, as postulated within the imagined constraints ascribed to quantum theory – we shift into a pre-existing virtual co-creation. There are an infinity of them.

 

“If you can imagine the sort of obsessive personality that wants to go back in time and change history – and not even their own history you understand – they know it’s a parallel history they’re tampering with but want to do it anyway – you’ll understand why a lot of the so-called ‘gods’ of the past have been such primitive control freaks.”

  

“Third Reichers and the like.”

 

“Precisely – and in some cases literally. Anyway, it’s all a variation on Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle, if you like…”

 

“That’s where you can’t tell the velocity and trajectory of any subatomic particle at the same time?”

 

“That’s right – and the implications, as derived by modern physicists, are that the observer creates reality. So we’re all the Creator; manifest reality as we know it is a co-creation, combined from the various point perspectives of innumerable lifeforms in innumerable shapes, with utterly divergent environments and ways of viewing the universe. The manifest world is made by all the intersecting perspectives and wills of us all – and certainly not just those of human beings.

 

“The more diverse the range of lifeforms in a place, the more enduring the landform itself – and all other factors, like climate for instance. Life changes the odds in favour of itself – the evidence is all there if you take a look, all duly notarized and scientifically notated. Mind and will alter the odds, the flip of the dice, the spin of the electron, the intensity of the Sun, the trajectory of asteroids. You know what the native Americans say – the Web of Life holds it all together and each of us is a strand. “And if mind over matter is real – and it is – then all the other so-called psychic phenomena are equally real and accessible to us all.

 

“We’re creating it all, all the time. Everything’s an interpenetrating hologram and we’re all points of the same distributed consciousness, of the same – there has to be a better word than ‘oddgod’ – but if you’re looking for a Creator, look in the mirror,” I laugh, drawing a planar pane between us.

We grok. It groks.

 

“Okay,” he asks as pregnant Molki awakes from her drowsy slumber and leans against him. “What do you think gravity is?”

   

Step out of the chains binding your mind and life! Your parents and grandparents were happy and satisfied to be lied to by those who still get away with stealing the wealth and knowledge of the Earth (and everywhere else) for themselves – are you?

Turn on. Tune in. Opt OUT! You have nothing to lose but your blinkers. Security is only found within and true abundance comes only to those prepared to give everything away when they no longer need it.

Money is not abundance – it’s a tax on abundance! Why are you reading this? Why are you here? What is it that you need? Why do you need it? Who are you, really?

 

- R.Ayana

 

Image - author's - 'The Time It Takes Falling Bodies To Catch Light'

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With the power of our mind we can travel between dimensions, in between realities... between the heavens and Earth, sky and ocean, time and space...

 

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Name: Archangel

 

Title: The Gate Guardian

 

Class: Empire Guardian

 

House: Famine

 

Abilities: Archangel can travel between alternate universes and states of being especially quickly, and is able to naturally sense ripples in spacetime that result from interdimensional travel. Also one of the few aeonyx who has the ability to naturally create false aeonyx which have a similar look.

Can create energy appendages and weapons for a short amount of time.

 

Weapons: Self created. usually spears and arms.

 

Physical appearance. Angelic, erogenous

 

Gender Pronouns: Formal non-binary. thou, thee. Those above simply use regular you, your.

 

Bio: Archangel is one of the guardians to the Aeonyx empire.The main duties that Archangel has is travelling throughout the multiverse to close possible pathways that could lead to the discovery of the aeonyx. Archangel is allowed to create false aeonyx to guard some of these pathways. Archangel has failed in one occasion, and opposed the empire in one other occasion. Both of these incidents, he was punished by removing a sixth of his power. Thus, whenever archangel appears physically, two of his wings appear bound and injured.

Archangel's ability is deemed useful, which is why they were not completely imprisoned or destroyed.

 

Creator: Ziontyro

 

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"Strange, normally at the end of a battle I would drag the villain away, not the other way around. This hero business is proving more complicated than I thought." I said with a laugh as I followed my super powered companion as his "frienemy" dragged him along like one of those wooden ducks with the wheels on the bottom.

 

One would have to be an absolute imbecile if they couldn't tell that May was quite enamored with Fluxx so I decided it best to give them a bit of space as I followed them. Not to mention I didn't want to get caught in the cross fire if little miss Jekyl went Hyde on us again.

 

"Drat..." I muttered to myself as the all too familiar metallic taste of blood returned to my mouth. I had completely forgotten the fact I was still bleeding.

 

I reached into my pocket to retrieve my handkerchief when I pricked my hand on what felt like a thorn vine.

 

"What in the multiverse?.." I grumbled as I pulled out the object discovering it to be a freshly cut, blood red rose.

 

I sighed in exasperation as I noticed the ground around me had started glowing and caught the attention of my companions.

 

"Uh Jones? Is everything alright?" Fluxx asked with a concerned expression.

 

"Not to worry, I'm sure it's nothing important..." I said with a nervous chuckle as the concrete under me began to crack and crumble in the shape of a six point star. "I'll catch up with you in a bit, best of luck mates!"

 

Before Fluxx could reply the ground beneath me gave way and I disappeared from his sight into what likely seemed to be an endless pit from his end.

 

However in actuality I immediately landed on a carpet in the center of what seemed to be an early 19th century parlour room.

 

"Ah, Good evening Sir." A dignified yet somewhat gravelly voice stated beside me.

 

I stood up and brushed myself off before facing the source of the voice.

 

"Alright Mortis, where's Maria?" I asked the grey skinned ghoul standing before me.

 

"Madam Morfran is in her chambers. I can escort you there if-"

 

"No need, I know where it is..." I said cutting off the butler's words as I partially shifted dimensions and marched through the unlit fireplace bypassing the elaborate secret door mechanism. I was in no mood for Morfran's theatrics.

 

As I walked down the winding corridor with its seemingly impossible architecture I began to smell the stench of boiling chemicals and herbs.

 

"This must be the laboratory she was installing last time." I thought to myself as I knocked on the medieval style dungeon door that lead to the lab before simply phasing through it when there was no reply."

 

The room was filled with bottles, beakers and vials boiling away on Bunsen burners and in the center sat a large desk covered in a mountain of books.

 

"Let's see, three parts jasmine, one part cinnamon, three pinches of ground coriander seeds..." I heard a voice mutter from the other side of the literary mountain.

 

"Bonsoir Maria." I said as I phased my head through the tome towers causing the woman behind them to jolt up from her book in surprise.

 

"Dementio Darling! W-what a pleasant surprise!" Maria stammered as she quickly closed her book and pinned back some strands that had come loose from her bride of Frankenstein-ish hair.

 

"Cut the act Maria, why'd you bring me here?" I said with a scowl as I held up the rose.

 

"Ah! Of course! Rose petals!" Maria exclaimed as she took the flower from me and rushed over to her brewing area and dropped a few rose petals into a kettle of reddish liquid.

 

"Could you please quit with your incessant alchemy for one second and answer the blasted question? I was kinda in the middle of something." I complained as I partially shifted to a nearby world and sat down on a chair in it. Which likely made it seem as though I was floating as I sat there drumming my fingers on the arm of the seemingly invisible chair.

 

"Right, I'm sorry my dear. Maria said as she put the lid back on the kettle and walked over to me. "I didn't mean to interrupt your hunt."

 

I suddenly realised what her statement meant and quickly pulled out my handkerchief and wiped the blood off my face.

 

"I've told you a dozen times I'm not a vampire! I was merely in a fight and they were a tougher opponent than I assumed..." I said rubbing the back of my head which still ached from the fight.

 

"Ah so you truly have come to the side of justice..." Maria said with a smile. "What interdimensional vandal did you face this delightfully frightful evening?"

 

"She wasn't exactly a vandal, more confused young lass with seemingly magical powers."

 

"Please elaborate." Maria said clearly intrigued.

 

"Well she could control this strange gaseous substance, create solid shapes like blades and whatnot from it. Made a right mess of the street..."I said thinking how strangely similar Maria and May seemed.

 

"Well, looks like she did quite a number on you as well." Maria said walking back to her brewing station. "But not to worry my dear, I'll whip up a spot of my herbal tea to help relieve the pain a bit."

 

"Um that's not necessary Maria..." I replied nervously as she poured the strange reddish liquid from the kettle into a teacup and proceeded to hand it to me with a large somewhat suspicious smile on her face.

 

"Nonsense, one sip of this and you'll feel much better..."

 

I sniffed of the steaming liquid and rolled my eyes when I smelt the coriander and cinnamon coupled with various flowers before reluctantly taking a sip of the rather bitter brew.

 

"Well?" Maria asked intently.

 

"You forgot the vanilla..." I said with a smug grin as Maria seemed simultaneously startled and annoyed.

 

"You Maria of all people should know love potions are a bunch of malarky."

 

"How did you know that's what it was?!" Maria exclaimed.

 

"It isn't the first time I've had the displeasure of tasting one..." I said pulling out a bottle of iced tea from my coat pocket and taking a sip to get rid of the horrid taste. "Now, if you don't need me any longer I must get back to work..."

 

"Oh but that's not why I needed you." Maria said quickly rushing to her desk and pulling out a sheet of parchment. "Something strange is going on in this realm and I was hoping you could help me get to the bottom of it... The uh, love potion was to try and smooth over any harsh feelings you may've had due to well, You know..."

 

"One does not simply smooth over losing a leg to an eldritch horror by serving perfume." I said thinking back to the elephantasm incident a year prior that lead to our not entirely friendly relationship. Seriously, undead mastodons and ghost mammoths are horrifying things to wrangle with.

 

"So. What exactly is the problem?" I asked walking over to Maria.

 

"Well as you know this realm is full of mythical beings such as us."

 

"Again, I'm not a-"

 

"You are literally transparent right now. I'd consider that mythical." Maria said cutting me off with a glare. "Anyway, recently many creatures have gone missing. Why just this morning the leader of beastburg disappeared.

 

"Beastburg?" I asked not recognizing the name." I thought the village was called Rocfald.

 

"It's a neighboring village of shapeshifters. Werewolves werebears and the like."

 

"I see, are you certain it's not just the monster hunter guild's doing?"

 

"Certain. Beaumont and the other fools in his band are off chasing something called skin walkers in the mid west. This is something different."

 

"Well, I suppose the best course of action is to ask any possible witnesses to the most recent case."

 

Maria nodded and grabbed her cloak. "I should warn you the woods are quite active with faerie folk this evening due to it being samhain and all. Just try not to make eye contact with any of them and you'll be fine.

 

"Please, I can handle a few elves and pixies." I said as I slipped through the castle wall into the courtyard and began an inventory check while Maria went around the long way.

 

"Let's see, wooden stakes, silver bullets, am I forgetting anything?" I said to myself trying to recall the methods of warding off faerie folk. "Sigh, I better get up with the expert." I said quickly shifting back to my lair to find my henchman asleep in front of the television.

 

"Bracton! Wake up man!"

 

Jack lifted the brim of his tricorn from in over his eyes and glanced in my direction.

 

"Oh, hey Jones. You're back early. What's up?"

 

"You've dealt with monsters before correct?" I asked the swashbuckler.

 

"We talking sea monsters, space monsters, eldritch abominations or just standard mythical monsters?"

 

"The latter. Celtic faerie folk to be exact."

 

"Iron powder, holy water, and a good ol' silver cross necklace for the nasty buggers and just bribe the rest with sweets."

 

"Right thanks mate." I said with a tip of the hat as I shifted back to Maria's courtyard where she was just coming out the castle door.

 

"All set darling?" She asked.

 

"Quite. Let's get this over with..."

 

As we walked through the woods everything seemed oddly silent.

 

"I thought you said this place was active on Halloween."

 

"It normally is..." Maria said nervously looking around.

 

(Play this here for full effect: m.youtube.com/watch? v=KsZAnfR4ON4)

 

Suddenly an echoing laugh came at us from all directions as a bizarre looking mist rolled in.

 

Then I saw it on the path ahead of us. A frightening stallion charging towards us seemingly made of shadows with spiked tentacles protruding from its sides, glowing red eyes and its rider laughing like a mad man whilst swinging around one of the tentacles like a whip.

 

"Dullahan!" Maria shouted in terror. "Get off the path! Now!"

 

"That's no headless horseman..." I said as I moved to the center of the path, drew my cutlass and glared straight into the rider's eyes as he continued towards us rapidly gaining speed until suddenly halting mere inches from the tip of my blade.

 

"DIMENSIO..." the rider said as he looked down at me from his haunted steed.

 

"Huxley..." I said with scowl to my old Nemesis. "Or should I call you Planemo?"

 

Huxley cringed in disgust at the mention of the name the inter dimensional police had given him after his turn from the law. "I HAVE NO TIME FOR THIS YOU FOOL! STAND ASIDE!"

 

I noticed his eyes were glowing like May's had earlier and an idea popped into my head.

 

"You always were a hot head..." I said with a grin as I reached into my pocket and grabbed the nozzle of a fire hose. "Perhaps a drink will ease your temper..."

 

I pulled out the hose and sprayed Huxley in the face with the high pressure water knocking him from his horse as it disappeared back to the void from whence it came.

 

"FOOLS... I AM UNSTOPPABLE..." Huxley muttered as he stood to his feet clenching his staff to simply stand.

 

"The word you're looking for mate is unstable." I replied as I sliced at the old villain's stick causing it to splinter and sending him falling back into the mud.

 

I quickly retrieved a set of handcuffs, shackles and a length of rope from my pockets and bound Huxley with them before pulling out a small radio.

 

"Interdimensional Task Force, this is Jana how may I help you?"

 

"Jana? It's Dimensio, I hate to bother y'all this late but I've got a situation I need assistance with in sector fourteen..." I replied as I passed the radio to Maria so I could tie Huxley to a nearby tree.

 

"Monster realm eh? Don't tell, Morfran opened another portal to the void didn't she?!"

 

"I did nothing of the sort!" Maria exclaimed.

 

"For once Maria was helpful. She alerted me of disappearing inhabitants and when we investigated we discovered Huxley was involved.

 

"Not surprising. Huxley always went looney this time of year even before the accident." The dispatcher replied with a slightly amused tone. "Where is planemo now?"

 

"Right here. I'd let you talk to him but he's a bit tied up at the moment... To a tree... Also he's unconscious..."

 

"Okay then. I'll send a squad to your location for pick up."

 

"Thank you ma'am. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going on to get to the bottom of this. Have a blessed day." I replied to Jana hanging up before she could object to my plan.

 

"So now what?"

 

"Well my dear it looks like we have an interdimensional mystery to solve." I said holding out my hand."You up for a little more action?"

 

Maria smiled and happily grabbed my hand. "Maybe that potion worked after all."

 

"Don't push your luck Missy..." I replied with a laugh as we phased back to Advant city to find Fluxx and May.

 

Hours later...

 

"Dimensio said he left planemo around here somewhere..." the squad leader said as he and the group of officers marched through the woods.

 

Suddenly the sound of merry singing rang through the trees.

 

"Hop-tu-naa, tra-la-laa..."

 

Soon they found the source to be a group of faeries dancing around a bonfire and behind them sat Huxley still tied up but now covered in brightly colored paint and glitter.

 

"Thank God! Saved at last!" Huxley shouted upon seeing the squad with tears streaming down his face. "Get these wretched bugs away from me!!!"

 

"Hold on!" One of the faeries shouted as they flew up in front of the squad leader's face. "We ain't givin' him up without somethin' in return!"

 

"Fine. Bracton?"

 

The group of officers parted as Jack walked through with several boxes of doughnuts, cookies and candy.

 

"Gotcha covered sir." Jack said with a wink. "Alright you sugar crazed gnomes, let's get this party started!"

 

P.s. Thanks again to pip for editing the photo.

This image was created using Photoleap's Tiny Planet component. The original photo was of a lone tree at the edge of Horicon Marsh.

Here's my first #painting of 2018! "INTER DIMENSIONAL MURDER MOUSE SPACE ODYSSEY SAGE OF PAIN" 8.5 x 11 inches. Acrylics on card stock paper. Message me for purchase info. . ha ha ha.