Just moments away from Nashas new home in soho - London
It's a freehold townhouse in the centre of Soho, retaining all of the original period features.
Subrina:
Here we are, please take the keys to unlock the front door, I want you to go in first.
Nasha:
Is this my mothers house ??
Subrina:
Yes darling, and it's yours.
Nasha does not feel comfortable, not because luxury is a waste, but because luxury
remove's most of the optimal functionality, and lifts the human egocentric view.
Clearly, Nasha needs a place to live, she will not discuss this any further.
With a smiling face she unlocked the front high security 480 kg steel, wood, pvc, and glass door
to ender into this luxurious fortress.
Nasha:
Woooohh,
Very nice, I never expected anything like that. It's really amazing how the human mind can decrease
the breath taking fiew of the Grand Canyon. What else can I say.
Right now I need to have a shower, some food, and a comfortable 2 by 2 meters area to sleep on.
Subrina:
Darling, I am allready on the way out, I love you.
I'll see you.......
After Subrina left, Nasha got the next best carpet and started on it her daily tai chi exercises.
At the breathing exercise part, she collapsed on the carpet sleeping.
But it seems the deep brain of Nasha has been profoundly challenged. Before long Nasha is suddenly
sitting up with crossed feet giving herself to the deep brain stimulation.
Nasha is frightened by the gruesome logic of her brain. She is asking herself if it's her brain ?,
or some other dimension visiting her. Nasha cannot except, that other dimensional entities can
influence her brain. So she concludes that natural realistic thought processes can be very gruesome,
and there for it's quite alright to think like that.
Nashas subconscious mind is reflecting to her a problematic of finding a starting point to gradually
short circuit capitalism, bring to the front an scientific approach on every social, professional,
ideological, ethical, natural multilevel contact, through current peaceful methods.
And by doing so, rubbish all religions, and value exchange mechanisms.
But her subconscious mind sees things in a deterministic natural realistic way, to achieve this goal.
Her subconscious is projecting to her similar to an bushfire in Victoria - Australia, to remove
useless weeds and carved pathways reaching goals in a scocial political way that favours some human
way of life's. Nasha has a problem.
She was brought up to respect and treasure human life forms, Short, tall, thin, muscular, pretty,
ugly, pink, black, brown, yellow, red, white. At the same moment she fully understands the realism
of her subconscious.
She needs to grab this thoughts and toss them around in her consciousness. Straight away she feels
the urgency to talk to someone. She has only her mother and the Archaeologist Agu Lobiafu,
that she can unconditionally trust. She does not go in circles for any longer in her mind.
She jumped up, rushed to the fixed phone, calling the Archaeologist Agu Lobiafu.
The earth time in London right now is 03:17 AM, and 04:17 AM in Nigeria. After the fifth ring
Agu Lobiafu answered the phone.
Nasha:
It's Nasha,
I am very sorry Agu, calling you at this early moment.
Agu responded very quickly:
What is the problem darling ??.
Nasha:
My brain is telling me how stupid I am, trying to change the world by projecting and communicating
to others my ideas, you know what they are.
Agu:
How is your brain telling you that, you sound quite distressed, are you O.K ??.
Nasha:
Yes I am fine.
As a matter of fact, I am also very lucky not to embarrass myself at the meeting I am going to have
in a view hours. First I thought, I am having a nightmare, but after I woke up the reflections of
my brain vividly coming down with thoughts that are very natural. I must add, this thoughts are very
violent and gruesome, but very effective. Remember our directive "We must talk".
Agu:
You know I am just a simple Archaeologist. I do not have the means to travel to London ASAP.
Nasha:
My mother knows my inner thoughts, I will call her after this conversation to lift you to London ASAP.
You know mother has some very influential capitalistic friends with fast private jet aeroplanes.
You can be here this afternoon.
Agu:
Just to talk ??.
Nasha:
Your contribution to my way of thinking, springs from your influence as an very talented,
and not just trained Archaeologist. So please don't let me down, I need you, right now.
Agu:
Well yes, I have no other choice, you are just like a child to me, my child. So yes, Will your
mother contact me ??.
Nasha:
Get ready she will be there any minute.
Nasha is calling her mother. It's 04:36 Am in her village "Etono" in Nigeria. Mother Suzy is
answering the phone.
Mother Suzy:
Yes ?? - Hello ??
Nasha:
I am soooo sorry mama, waking you up so early in the morning, but I need your urgent help.
Mother Suzy:
Are you alright my child ??
Nasha:
I am fine.
Mother, I have a very important meeting this morning here in London, and I don't want to embarrass
myself. I am forced by my own will to postpone not the meeting, but rather a strategy I was going
to present to very active freedom movement personalities.
But in order to structure my proposition I need to have a talk with Agu Lobiafu.
Mother Suzy:
Say no more, I know, and fully understand. I will arrange to fly Agu to London, this morning.
Give me a few hours. I care for you endlessly my child. And I am very proud of you.
Nasha:
I am also very proud of you mama.
Thank you, I will try to have a few hours sleep. Talk to you soon.
Nasha is rejuvenated. She slept couple of hours on her carpet before going to that meeting in
the Hyde park. It's not very far from her department. Nasha is carrying a sun umbrella to the
meeting. When she arrived at the Speakers Corner in Hyde Park at 06:50 AM, everybody was already
there. Flowee saw Nasha coming, and rushed towards her.
With a smiling face Flowee got very closed to Nashas ear whispering:
Ashton brought a apparatus, he has detected five wireless cameras and microphones around this area.
Nasha is also smiling, turning towards Flowees ear whispering:
I suspected that.
Do we know where the microphones are ?
Flowee whispered:
Yes, Ashton has it all under control.
Nasha:
Are you a spy ??
Flowee:
I know Ashton for over seven years now. Ashton is anti religious, anti royal, anti capital
freedom fighter. Ashton is a technocrat. Ashton is my friend. Ashton trusts me more than his family.
I am governed by a hellenic mindset, if you know what I mean.
Nasha:
I am happy to hear that.
Yes I know very well what you mean. The split Science - Theology, became the grave of the proud
realistic Hellenic minds of ancient Hellas. It's so much easier for simple uneducated people to
wear the Theology hat, then the heavy hardworking science hat.
Flowee:
Smiling, precisely.
Now that we analyst eachother,
Let's go to the boys,
Shall we ?
As Nasha and flowee neering the boys Ashton and Rochus, Rochus is calling funny:
Let's go for coffee.
Nasha:
Hi everyone, I brought a sun umbrella so we won't get burned.
Ashton:
Let's go into the green.
The four of them walked 30 meters away from the Speakers Corner, into the centre of the green opposite.
And hugged around under the umbrella, whispering.
