Now where were we? Ah yes, his approach to the city...well."As he trudged down the long road, his body now hunched over with weakness, he glanced down...at something that caught his eye. He thought, at first, that it was a piece of paper. However, when he looked closer he saw that it was a small envelop of some sort. Painfully reaching down he picked it up, and found it to be a gardener's vegetable seed packet. How marvelous he thought. If only he had time to plant them, and time to wait for them. Many people lacked the inspiration to create new cosmologies, and so on, but they too had a part to play: serving as the PLAYERS who would transform these novel like worlds that were static and without the essential spark of randomness to make them come alive into living, fluctuating, dynamic universes. It is in this tradition of creation and innovation that you and four to six other souls from across the span of history, (Which went on for 10s of thousands of years after you, the author/reader. I pause a moment, long enough to make him raise his fist. It was enough to make me move, the fear of physical pain outweighing the mental. I moved through the curtain into a dimly lit room where I saw two sound desks, behind them two men spinning the disc's. I sensed the beat through the floor, the dance floor behind and below me through a wide window.The tablet hit and my body tingled, sensory overload approaching and my vision seeming to go into slow motion. Spun round on my heels he kissed. ’ ‘Beast.’ ‘Okay, so maybe it’s not so bad. Like you said, I’m fifteen. ‘So what don’t you like about Jeff? Why don’t you love him?’ ‘I didn’t say that. I just don’t know yet. I, don’t think there’s anything I don’t like about Jeff. The only thing that annoys me a little is how fast he grasps things. Give me a chance to catch up, why don’t you?’ ‘Yeah, that gets to me too sometimes. ‘So what is it you like about Jeff?’ she asked dreamily,. Did I hear Sunny calling for help? Please. Well, he’s.