Just as I near the restrained grey jet at Port 7 to talk to its test pilot, a bright pink butterfly catches my green eye. A wave of
energy hits my mind as it flutters innocently within feet of the hypersonic bird.
It makes me think of the human need as we feel the great need to protect our souls. A great need to protect the simplest forms of freedoms within. The
humans have built the most complex and terrifying weaponry. Is there a need for all this greed? The humans have massive machines and hard core bombs,
just like the proverbial wheel, their machines can break a beautiful butterfly.
The humans feel the need of a vast assurance. A need within that they have the best powered bird for this flight. Digitally guided with mechanical
windrounders fabricated from the most advanced materials and loaded with the latest digital sorcery of past times of a future Star Wars weaponry. All
this to assure a future. A dark future in which we, or a young girl is on her way to school to Port 8. Please can I stop and stare at a fleeting
bird?
Darth Vader wishes had a helmet like this. The senior Port 7 test pilot has a NewCome helmet. All the gauges are mirrored to him grim mask. To fly
this beast he uses his blank mind.
He has the combat experience no other possesses. He flew in The war of the third coming of sector 8 and 9. No one else survived.
He is now showing me his guided Vision Systems. A bone dome of high and bright hot lights with daytime chillers around his head. Made of carbon class
7 fibre.
The new port 4 US-designed helmet is packed with hi-tech gadgetry, and displays all the data the pilot needs right to her eyes or his.
It was a blazing hot mid morning. High purple skies. Wide open spaces. This is Port 7 famous for its frontier atmosphere. A place in time no man would
leave without watching the rodeo of craft of space fighting above.
As the engines roar the man who had trained his whole life for this mission was smacked by his wife Just as I near the restrained grey
jet at Port 7 to talk to its test pilot, a bright pink butterfly catches my green eye. A wave of energy hits my mind as it flutters innocently within
feet of the hypersonic bird.
It makes me think of the human need as we feel the great need to protect our souls. A great need to protect the simplest forms of freedoms within. The
humans have built the most complex and terrifying weaponry. Is there a need for all this greed? The humans have massive machines and hard core bombs,
just like the proverbial wheel, their machines can break a beautiful butterfly.
The humans feel the need of a vast assurance. A need within that they have the best powered bird for this flight. Digitally guided with mechanical
windrounders fabricated from the most advanced materials and loaded with the latest digital sorcery of past times of a future Star Wars weaponry. All
this to assure a future. A dark future in which we, or a young girl is on her way to school to Port 8. Please can I stop and stare at a fleeting
bird?
Darth Vader wishes had a helmet like this. The senior Port 7 test pilot has a NewCome helmet. All the gauges are mirrored to him grim mask. To fly
this beast he uses his blank mind.
He has the combat experience no other possesses. He flew in The war of the third coming of sector 8 and 9. No one else survived.
He is now showing me his guided Vision Systems. A bone dome of high and bright hot lights with daytime chillers around his head. Made of carbon class
7 fibre.
The new port 4 US-designed helmet is packed with hi-tech gadgetry, and displays all the data the pilot needs right to her eyes or his.
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