Nasha talking with best friend "Maya"

It was 01:18 after midnight, West African Earth Time, Nasha was returning home on her hydrogen
powered roller skate, when suddenly Maya ( Nashas girl friend ) was swiftly crossing Nashas path
about 60 meters above. Mayas on board image identifier notified Maya for the presents of Nasha below.
Nasha knows about Mayas jet turbine noise cancellation research, she was not surprised at all,
with a smiling face watching Mayas touch down in front of her.

Nasha:

You finely go it, I am so happy for you.

Maya:

Do I have to kill you now ?

Nasha:

If you can ?

Maya:

I really do not know what to do Nasha,
Why should I give away my brains satisfaction for many earth years to hungry money monsters wanting
to make more money ?, entangled in politics and special private glory.

Since I began offering answers on how we can accomplish many things, others in Africa have begun
asking the questions i hoped they would ask, how to create technology in Africa, Global diffusion
from economics, policy makers, politicians, on how developing nations can adopt and diffuse new
technologies.

Nasha:

Step by step.
If we can get together, globally millions of people to support the idea:
Multi Billionaires to burn all their money
( Hypothetically speaking all the money is on one spot ).
They are going to declare war upon us, for real.

Maya: yeaaah, and ?

Nasha:

Step - by - step.
First we have to develop globally new realistic, visible targets that everybody has been dreaming of.

Then we have to reduce one at the time, market possible activities, while at the same time
short circuit market niche exploration possibilities that are usually filling up the supermarkets
shelf's with useless products that the Television, radio, papers, and forcefully internet adds
bringing to people ( Believers ).

Infinite viability beyond the market place is only possible if a global institution of technology,
physics, science, Resources ( Solids - Liquids - Gases ), Earth grains & food production distribution,
bundled exclusively by Archaeologists, not being able to lie in the presents of a curved rock.

Maya:

Dubuto Bekekwe, was a child hood boy friend of mine, educated at the technical institute of
Massachusetts. Recently on his visit he told me:
"I'm happy to read my books and research my fantasies, money is going to take me away
from this pleasure".

He asked me, why do I need money ?,
Get payed to be obedient ?,
Give away my research ?,
While been obedient receiving bread crumbs ?????..!!

Nasha:

I am so lucky to have you as friend, my dear Maya.
Let us hold on our dreams tide, and systematically turn things around.
Wait until I start my studies in England, and make new friends.
I promise, I will make friends from the people I screen as being lonely hungry wolfs,
that do not want to pay for their prey, but intelligent enough for a course of actions preparing
the attack.

Maya:

As your mother always says: "You are a influence for a non straight beam of light."
You know, i hate to say: "I love you".
You know that I noticeable care about you.

I see you at the village education meeting.

Nasha is moved, on the way home.