R1

A grand Fortress, an infinite space contained in a point, a structure of sharp, beautiful colour, light and unimaginable darkness contains you.
All decisions are possible, and none is avoidable.

YOU MUST FIND YOUR WAY OUT....


-----------------


This room is completely empty.
I feel like I've been here before (or maybe you have?).
I feel some kind of presence (is it you?).


---


ONE DOOR SHUTS, ANOTHER OPENS.
THE WAY IS BARRED,  LONG LIVE THE NEW WAY!

---


Hide things in plain sight,
by making them so conspicuous that nobody pays attention to them

P7

A great conflict is taking place in the sky.
A small voice, like a worm, struggles inside the trapped Doug, as Evil appears to be defeating Good in the celestial battle.
Motivated to save the world, Doug's will shatters the Fortress like glass, and like a force of nature, he sucks the Good and Evil entities into himself.
He is now One.
He is the Eye of the Storm (man's destiny).






------------------------


I'll tell you everything, but we need to strike a deal.
You could work out the truth yourself, if you looked in the right way.
None of us knows everything (or even anything!).
Each of us has (or is) an angle.

---


LIFE'S A FORTRESS;
YOU JUST NEED TO FIND THE KEY!....  ;)






There are so many signs round here, even the signs have signs!
The best ones will be written in your own handwriting, or spoken with your own voice.
The worst ones will be written in blood, and spoken in a whisper.
The latter are more common than the former, as you'll find out....



---


Encoded in this diagram is the power of inter-dimensional travel. When one reaches beyond the perceived restrictions of time and space, worlds beyond worlds can be seen and experienced. The extent to which this design can be decoded depends on the level of consciousness the viewer has obtained. It will activate the level of inter-dimensional travel that each is ready to perceive.


 

R2

 You are aware of yourself, your need to transcend all structures, yet there are nagging, pulling, insinuating forces, that dissipate your clarity of vision and slow you down.

YOU NEED TO TAKE EVERYTHING AND MAKE IT ONE....



---------


This place is my palace!
I am a Queen!
Why in hell would I wish to leave here?!


---

 



THE CASTLE IS ALSO A PRISON

KEEPS THEM OUT, KEEPS ME IN 


---


I ask for so little.
Just fear me, love me, do as I say-
and I will be your slave.

I'm sure I heard that somewhere before...


---


Where there is strength in one direction, there is weakness in another.
Focussing the light of our attention in one place, everything else is in darkness.
The builder of the Fortress sees the enemy without, and in minimising blind spots, limits what they see...

S1

The questioning starts in earnest between Det and Doug,
and also an inner conflict in Doug...




------------------------------------


The Detective-

'We're talking millions, son!
There was enough money there to keep you living sweet for the rest of your life.
The two guards that died; that would be a small price to pay, for someone like you.
The girl was the only loose end- maybe she still is loose out there, somewhere.
Maybe you clipped the loose thread...?

You've got a long history, we've got witnesses identifying you at the scene.
We're just waiting for forensics to do their thing.
The scene can't be completely clean; you'll have left something.

This amnesia thing is bullshit, kid!
You and I both know that.

Not that it will do you a lot of good.
We'll get you for this, butterfly- pin you to the fucking board.'


 ---






DOUG-

'Why the tough talk, detective?
You've got me locked in here, I'm not going anywhere.
You'll go home to whatever you call a life, and you'll get paid, whether you crack this case or not.
You can't hate me, you don't even know me.'

THE DETECTIVE-

'It's got nothing to do with hate.
It's about justice!'

DOUG-

'Just this?!
It's always about just this!  ha ha ha
Look- if you had me 'pinned', as you so poetically put it, I'd have been charged and stamped and processed by now.
I can't say whether I am or not guilty as you say- I can't remember a fucking thing before waking up in this shithole.'

THE DETECTIVE-

'So you've said...
We'll find that girl, if she's still alive- and she might just be the piece that finishes the picture.
It'd help you to talk now, rather than wait.'

DOUG-

'You don't pay attention to a word I say, do you defective.....I mean detective?! ha ha ha.
I wish I did remember, trust me-
oh, I forgot- you probably don't 'do' trust, do you?
Where's that psychiatrist, then?'

THE DETECTIVE-

'He'll be here any minute, don't you worry.'

DOUG-

'That's the first piece of good advice you've given me-
'don't worry'.
I reckon that's a pretty sound idea.
I'd say the same to you- 'don't worry',
but I imagine you thrive on stress and unhappiness.
Isn't that what most people do?!'

THE DETECTIVE-

'You're full of yourself, aren't you?'

DOUG-

'Orificer, I don't even know who myself is....'


 

P6

The Fortress smashes (crystalises) into solid being in the world.
They are trapped and frozen, unable to act.
They can see events taking place in the sky, but now their memory is blank and their energy is dissipating.







---------------------


I'm not gonna lie to you (you're too good looking for that!).
I just go along with any party; that's what I do...
Money?!
I wish I did have some fucking money!
All that risk, and we didn't end up with shit!
I'll do what I can to help you baby, though that might not be a lot....
Hey, do you have a cigarette?!


---


Like everyone, you feel curious and a little disoriented when they first become aware of the Fortress,
so as you continue on, you will be the resolution and the best path you'll choose.
Forwards!

---

One of my favorite games was to
find the 'invisible door'. 
We would each be given instructions through
thought and then we had to set off to find the door. 
Often the instructions were in riddles. 
I was never very good at riddles,
so I just 'felt' for them. 
I began to realize that the area they were in
felt different.

R3

You hear chattering voices, and a wind blows through the corridors, sweeping away your memories up until now.
The clues and signs now seem indecipherable, and the task impossible.
You start to think you just may stay in the Fortress.
It's not so bad there.....



------------------

I'm imprisoned and fear I'll never get out.
This place is a dungeon and a tomb.




---






'It's possible to find spaces and doors and shortcuts in the structure of the mind; and therefore in reality....'



---





 


 MY FRIEND, YOUR FRIEND, OUR FRIEND JABIR CAN GUIDE US AROUND THE FORTRESS BETTER THAN ANY OTHER MACHINE I'VE EVER KNOWN- WHICH IS STILL TO SAY NOT VERY WELL, BUT AT LEAST WE'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE.
WHICH MUST BE BETTER THAN GETTING NOWHERE!  LOL


WHICH IS WHERE WE'LL BE GETTING, IF YOU DON'T GET GOING...



SOMETHING OF AN UNDERLYING STRUCTURE MUST BE UNDERSTOOD,
BEFORE WE CAN CHART OUR WAY.


OTHERS HAVE DONE THIS BEFORE, THOUGH THE SHIFTING SANDS OF TIME MAKE ANY DESIGN OBSOLETE AS SOON AS THE WIND BLOWS.

YOU NEED TO FIND YOUR OWN COORDINATES,
TAKE YOUR OWN BEARINGS,
CHART YOUR OWN COURSE.



GOOD LUCK!



 How do you map a point that keeps moving?

S2

Psy joins in questioning.
Incompetent.
Disregarded (scorned) by Doug.
Conflict evident between Det and Psy.
They seem to know each other already...





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THE PSYCHIATRIST-

You are aware of everything, and yet you are not aware. 
You are listening with your subconscious mind, while your conscious mind is far away, and not listening. 
Your conscious mind is far away, and not listening. 
Your subconscious mind is awake, and listening, and hearing everything while your conscious mind remains very relaxed and peaceful. 
You can relax peacefully because your subconscious mind is taking charge, and when this happens, you close your eyes and let your subconscious do all the listening. 
Your subconscious mind knows, and because your subconscious mind knows, your conscious mind does not need to know and can stay asleep, and not mind while your subconscious mind stays wide awake.
You have much potential in your subconscious mind which you don't have in your conscious mind. 
You can remember everything that has happened with you subconscious mind, but you cannot remember everything with your conscious mind. 
You can forget so easily, and with forgetting certain things you can remember other things. Remembering what you need to remember, and forgetting what you can forget. It does not matter if you forget, you need not remember. 
Your subconscious mind remembers everything that you need to know and you can let your subconscious mind listen and remember while your conscious mind sleeps and forgets. Keep your eyes closed, and listen with your subconscious mind, and when you're listening very, very carefully, your head can now "yes".
As you continue to listen to me, with your subconscious mind, your conscious mind sleeps deeper and deeper, and deeper, and deeper. 
Let your conscious mind stay deeply asleep, and let your subconscious mind listen to me.'


DOUG-

'I'm sorry?!'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'Sorry for what?'

DOUG-

'Sorry I ever landed up in this place.
What I meant was, what the fuck are you going on about?!'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'I was hypnotising you.'

DOUG-

'I can assure you, you fucking weren't! ha ha ha
Do they actually pay you for this shit?!
I guess they- someone- must.
What about if I just pretend to be hypnostised?'

THE HYPNOTIST-

'It doesn't work like that-
hypnotism is a very serious subject, and shouldn't be toyed with.'

DOUG-

'I agree-
let's stop toying with this, and tell your pal the copper to come out from wherever he's hiding.
I've got nothing to tell you two, I've got nothing to hide.
And I can't think of any other options....'


----



 THE PSYCHIATRIST-

These techniques are concerned with reading signals from people, tiny unconscious clues that betray their thoughts. I tend to see it like a game...

THE DETECTIVE-

'Well, it's a game with very real penalties if we don't win-
so this stuff had better work better than the hypnosis,'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'It should do.
It's possible, and even quite common, for patients to be resistant to hypnosis and other therapies,
but it's impossible to resist certain unconscious impulses.'

THE DETECTIVE-

'We'll see.....'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'Have faith.'

THE DETECTIVE-

'In what?!
In you?
In the suspect?'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'In science'.

THE DETECTIVE-

'Hallowed be thy name....'


-----


THE PSYCHIATRIST WAS CONVINCED THAT THE FORCES OF MECHANICAL REASON,
OR STARK BEHAVIOURISM, WOULD WIN THROUGH IN THE END-
BREAK DOWN THE WALLS IN HIS SUBJECTS MIND, AND BUILD OTHERS IN THEIR PLACE...


THE DETECTIVE HAD LEARNED SOMETHING OF THE LIMITATIONS OF SCIENTIFIC THINKING,
THE LAST TIME HE HAD WORKED WITH THIS DAMN PSYCHIATRIST!

THAT HAD DEFINITELY LEFT A BITTER TASTE IN HIS MOUTH...


------
 


Science did the job in the end, broke down his 'resistance'.
Broke down his mind and his will and yet.....
The conscious (now only semi-conscious!) part of him was still unable to furnish any further information.

It was when some of the sub-personalities started to surface,
that things became 'curiouser and curiouser'...


  DOUG-

 'We're all stumbling around together in this unformed world, whose rules and objectives are largely unknown, seemingly indecipherable or even possibly nonexistent, always on the verge of being killed by forces that we don't understand.

 DET-

'That sounds like hell of a game!'

DOUG-

'And it's a game everybody's already playing.


---


THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'Attention is like water.
We can create channels for it to flow down.'

THE DETECTIVE-

'And then what do you do with it?'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'We haven't figured that bit out yet...'


...


THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'We see what we focus on as if it were in a spotlight,
and everything else remains in darkness.

It's what's happening in the dark that interests me...'

THE DETECTIVE-

'And what is happening in the dark?'


THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'We don't know, because it's dark...'





-------------------------


THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'Our brain seeks meaning, and so it creates a seamless whole from our sense impressions, combined with and using our memories...'

 DOUG-

 'We turn everything into stories...?'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'Something like that.'

DOUG-

'Well go on, then...'

THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'I don't understand!?'

Doug-

'Tell me a story, that's what we're all here for!'

THE DETECTIVE-

'That's right, we're all here for a story- your story!
That's the only story any of us care about at the moment.
It's the only story in this whole fucking story, anyway.'

DOUG-

'I never heard someone say 'story' so many times before.
OK, I'll tell you a story about a story, within another...'











THE DETECTIVE THINKS HE'S CLEVER (A DANGEROUS TRAP WE ALL FALL INTO!),
AND READS WHAT HE NEEDS TO, SEES WHAT HE WANTS IN DOUG'S MANNER AND BODY LANGUAGE.
HE CONCLUDES THAT DOUG FEELS HOSTILE TO HIM, IS NERVOUS OF THE SITUATION AND IS TRYING TO DISSIMULATE AND HIDE HIS REAL THOUGHTS.
OBVIOUSLY, SIGNS OF GUILT.

HE DOESN'T REALISE THAT DOUG IS ALWAYS HOSTILE, NERVOUS AND TRYING TO HIDE THINGS!!!

AND MAYBE ALWAYS GUILTY...?!   LOL


-


THE DETECTIVE PRESSES THE INTERROGATION.


DOUG REPLIES-

'I can see that you are comfortable sitting there, relaxing in that chair, quietly confident, looking so comfortable as if you are ready to just let things go and relax while I talk about this and that and you know, you don't have to think, you don't have to listen to me or do anything really except relax and allow you mind to drift away like a small child snuggling comfortably down in a warm quiet place, slowing down, more at ease and more relaxed...'


AND FOR SOME REASON, THINKS THE DETECTIVE,
EVERYTHING SEEMS TO JUST BE......DRIFTING AWAY......!


---


 Please enjoy the escape to your new reality.

P5

 Much of the world is destroyed and left unformed.
Personalities fuse uncomfortably.
The Fortress starts to encroach on their world.
Power starts welling up in the new connected being.
The name 'Doug' takes shape in their collective head.






 ------------------------------



What are you doing here?
It's dangerous for you- you're in this above your head.
I hope you know how to swim, otherwise you'll drown.

THERE WAS NO 'ROBBERY'.
THERE IS NO MONEY!



 ---



 'THE PUZZLE IS TO THE SOLUTION AS THE ROAD IS TO THE TRAVELLER.'







 There's no place like home, Dorothy.
Don't worry about the old man behind the curtain- he's harmless!





---





In magic, choices are rarely what they seem.
Wizards know how to manipulate us into a false sense of free will, while really holding the puppet strings.

R4

 Why solve puzzles?
Why change?
Winning is impossible, we are so small and life so short.
The immense pressure of forces above makes me sleepy.
Only, closing my eyes,seeing the endless nothingness terrifies me.

If I do nothing, there will be no story.
I RESOLVE TO PRESS FORWARD....



----------------------------------



There are more rooms than one could count,






and more angles than one could imagine




In this way, the Fortress is very much like a human mind.



---



The strands of our DNA, the cornea of our eye, snow flakes, pine cones, flower petals, diamond crystals, the branching of trees, a nautilus shell, the star we spin around, the galaxy we spiral within, the air we breathe, and all life forms as we know them emerge out of timeless geometric codes.








One doesn't have to seek the mystery using magic,
the mystery itself is the magic;
it is the pot of gold and the rainbow.

 

D3

You see a bad TV movie, that you're sure is stolen from the story you sent.
You read an article in the newspaper- again, stolen from your own, perfect story!
You're going wild, demented.
Now, everyone is looking at you.
Something snaps inside.
You become calm, peaceful.
You now no longer care about what other people think, whose story everyone is living.
You're like air, floating without pressure.
You may be a dribbling wreck, but at least you're happy!







-----------------------------


So, I guess that means the story's in your hands.
You're the only one I know who's seen some of what I saw, and is still sane enough (just!),
to maybe find your way out one day.
I'm here waiting, it's as lonely being free as it is suffocating being trapped.
Just bring some of the treasure with you...!  ;)


---


I fell asleep, falling upwards till I crashed through the sky.
Star-bound, bound by stars in a contract of shine and gravity,
we dazzled and attracted each other in a futile, deathly dance.
Why?
Why not?!
Hypnos brings us fantasies, to ease the waking hours of our slow decay.
Fuck me, that sounds depressing!

Hannah Grammarg, have you got anything to add?

Not at this juncture, my Lord.

Then at which?

I imagine at another.

Very good, very good.

I pinch myself, and fall ever deeper into the endless heavens...





---

SHOW, DON'T TELL!  ;)

THOSE WHO TELL, CAN'T SHOW...!   HA HA HA


---


I DON'T KNOW WHETHER YOU'LL SOLVE THE PUZZLE NOW,
OR AT THE VERY END OF THE STORY.....!  ;)


 

D2

Ignored, rejected.
I have the secret, if only others would recognise it.
The world is upside-down, inside-out.
I'm at the margins, when I should be at the center!
Why won't people look at me?!





------------------


Rejected?!
Do these fucking people not realise they're stuck inside the fortress?!
Who's qualified to tell me my story doesn't make sense, isn't.....interesting?!
You couldn't make this shit up.
Even if you could, you wouldn't want to.
I'm the only one to escape....ever, perhaps!
Now I'm looking from the outside in, and no-one can even see me...

---

 WHAT CAME FIRST, THE KING OR THE CASTLE?

THE PRISON OR THE PRISONER?



 




One man's up is another man's down.
We should remember that as long as we can (or as long as we need to, whichever comes first!)


---



Have you worked anything out yet?!
There's so much stuff hidden inside this whirlpool, that the Ocean outside appears as a drop....

R5

 You find yourself for the first time in a room with just two doors-
the one in front of you and the one behind you.
You know what lies behind you.
Ahead is the unknown.

YOU TAKE THE PLUNGE....




------------------


This is your room, to fill with whatever you wish,
or to take whatever you find. 






Each one of these rooms has six of these doors and portals, but no matter how many different doors and portals I go through I always end up in the same room. 



'It only takes two facing mirrors to build a labyrinth.' said the tall man to the short man.

'Fuck off and leave me alone!' screamed the poor little short fellow, winning the argument in style.


---


THIS BOOK-


claims to deal with a subject
'older than time itself', which seems to me something of an exaggeration, at the very least!



---



I know what you're thinking.

But, you can be assured that if you're reading this, you will learn something.
Being here means that you will change easily,
and it's just your choice whether you do that now or today.
Can you choose your own change,
or would you rather someone else chose it?
Either way, it's your choice.
You may begin to find new ways of solving the puzzles you're perfectly capable of overcoming.
Your choice to learn opens up possibilities that you can see all around you...


---



Non-local mind, non-locality, or non-local awareness is a description of the space-time we live in, which under certain conditions twin particles and twin people have much more connectivity than you would expect. Buddhists say that separation is an illusion.
There are many bodies and one consciousness would be the metaphysical interpretation.
In quantum mechanics it is said that the emission of two photons or two elementary particles from a common source are entangled, even though they travel away from one other at the speed of light.
If you grab one of them, the other one shows the effect of that.  

D1

 D seeks what he believes is his right.
He'll show the world (and himself) he's not the loser they all believe him to be.
He knows this story will make him.
The scripts of the movie have been sent off, he just has to wait for the movie of his life to proceed.




------------------------------


I've finally finished this fucking story.
This'll show 'em!
They always thought I was a loser- incompetent.
Let's see how they do figuring out this one!
I'll get it published, become rich and famous and respected-
they'll think I must have a great imagination to invent stuff like this.
If only they knew the truth...


---


PUZZLES


1) ONE MAIN PUZZLE IS THAT ONE OF THE PERSONALITIES HAS BURIED MONEY FROM A ROBBERY, BUT THE DETAILS OF THIS ARE BURIED/HIDDEN WITHIN THE FORTRESS OF THE MIND!!!  :)

2) THE 'PAPER' PERSON/LEGAL IDENTITY, DOUG, IS COMPLETELY AMNESIAC.
WHO IS (or isn't!) HE?



---

If the survivor finds structures inside, it will help for them first of all to try and realize WHY they are there. What purpose do they serve? To reinforce amnesia? Isolation? spiritual programming? punishment? To hold dangerous programming sequences? This is important, since some structures such as internal walls or barriers may have been created not only by the abuser, but reinforced by the survivor as well, as a means of internal protection. The survivor may not want to dismantle internal structures too quickly without knowing their purpose and what they contain. Both the survivor and the therapist will need to go slowly.

Learning how the structures were put in and which alters are linked to the structure, will be a first step. Long, slow and careful preparation, with lots of system cooperation, will be needed to look at some structures. This may only come after years of extensive therapy. Each survivor will progress at their own pace. If a wall is present, taking it down slowly, one brick at a time, or allowing part of it to become semi permeable, may be first steps in healing. Training rooms can have the equipment turned off and dismantled; it can be turned into a safe room, redecorated and refitted with toys and safe objects. Computers can slowly begin to realize that they are human, and gradually allowed to take on human characteristics. 



-


---


“Each alter personality had a common goal and raison d'etre, namely my survival. They didn't all realize that though, and so were at odds with each other much of the time. So I continued to be fragmented and divided.”  


---



 OUR BRAIN DOES NOT DIFFERENTIATE BETWEEN 'REAL' AND IMAGINED EXPERIENCE, SO WHY SHOULD WE?!   LOL

P4

 They realise that each of them has value, is useless on their own and there is knowledge or info deep inside, that needs to be brought into use.





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We won't be left here for long.
Our teachers will come and get us, like they promised.
We have things to do- you will suffer for your mistakes!


---



'TOO MANY PEOPLE, REALISING THAT LIFE IS A LABYRINTH, A FORTRESS OF NEVERENDING, EVER-CHANGING ROOMS AND CORRIDORS, DECIDE NOT TO 
EVEN EXPLORE.
PERHAPS THEY SEE DOING SO AS FUTILE; BOUND TO FAILURE.
THEY SHOULD REALISE THAT A PUZZLE CAN EXIST FOR IT'S OWN SAKE.
MYSTERY MAY BE AN END IN ITSELF.
EITHER WAY, WITH SO MANY GODDAMNED WAYS TO GO AND THINGS TO SEE,
IT'D BE A WASTE NOT TO AT LEAST HAVE A LOOK AROUND....!'

...
 






'FOLKS SEE SO MANY CHOICES, SO MANY POSSIBILITIES, THAT CAN'T DECIDE WHICH WAY TO GO.
OR, THEY THINK THE WAY IN FRONT OF THEM IS THE ONLY WAY, AND NEVER LOOK AROUND THEM AT THE INFINITY OF OPTIONS.
GET WALKING, AND OPEN YOUR EYES.
THIS HOUSE WON'T BE HERE FOREVER...'

...






(Your subconscious mind can find the correct answer)




A FOOL CLOSES HIS EYES TO SHUT OUT THE DARKNESS...

R6

 You realise you can be a master of this Fortress,
if you can hide the key from everyone else.
This drives you to find the key.

YOU REALISE YOU LIVE IN A PRISON,
WHERE YOU ARE YOUR OWN JAILER.




-------------------


We enter one room, yet exit another.
I leave as one person, then enter changed.
This fortress is my creation- if not, I am a creation of the fortress....








 I've been trying to get a handle on the configuration of these rooms. All I can say is...
 They just don't make any sense.
That's right - they sure don't.
 It is as if the rooms are moving around very quickly.
There's gotta be some kind of logic to it. You go in one direction and the room just loops back on itself.









wHERE tO sTART???!!!


tHINK aBOUT iT!!!!!  HA HA


---


The Wizard leads you to believe you’ve worked out how the trick is done.
Now this ‘solution’ is suggested, you are much less likely to notice the clues that crop up as to how it’s really done.
Instead you will look for confirmation that your own theory is correct.
Now the Wizard finally shows this ‘solution’ is no such thing, you are left even more bemused.

The false solution is, therefore, not just a happy coincidence- it is used as a distraction from the real solution.

S3

THE PSYCHIATRIST seems to have links with organised crime
DOUG may or may not be guilty, and may or may not remember
THE DETECTIVE is pulled from the case, is put on sick leave for 'stress'

THAT could be a story in itself

BUT..........,

DOUG escapes from the hospital (so we're told)
THE PSYCHIATRIST ends his own life (according to the papers)


One can't help but think that there's something missing here,
that we're not being told the entire story...



---

DOUG-

'JUST AS WE ALL NEED TO, YOU YOURSELF NEED TO MAKE SENSE OF ALL THIS.

NO-ONE'S GOING TO HOLD YOUR HAND AND THE LEAD THE WAY FOR YOU...'   ;)

...

'NOTHING IS EVER QUITE AS IT SEEMS,
(THANK GOD!)

...

'WE LOOK FOR MEANING, SENSE, A NARRATIVE,

AND THIS WILL ALWAYS TELL US MORE ABOUT OURSELVES THAN ABOUT SOMETHING AS TENUOUS AS FACTS!'

('WE DON'T SEE THE WORLD AS it is, WE SEE THE WORLD AS we are'.....)

 ...










DOUG-

'THE ONLY EVIDENCE I HAVE THAT ANY CRIME WAS EVEN COMMITTED WAS THAT YOU TELL ME SO, DETECTIVE.

LIKEWISE, THE ONLY EVIDENCE YOU HAVE IS THAT WHICH OTHERS HAVE SHOWN YOU.

HOW DO YOU KNOW THERE EVEN WAS ANY MONEY?

HOW DO I KNOW I'M NOT MAD AND JUST IMAGINING THIS ALL?

HEY, HOLD ON- APPARENTLY I AM MAD.

I MUST BE- THAT'S WHAT 'THEY' TOLD ME....!'   :)   HA HA HA

------


 Fantastic stories need to make logical sense just like any other story; in fact, they need to do it more, to help us be part of their world. One could argue that it’s your responsibility as a READER/HUMAN (delete as appropriate) to figure out what level of realism you can live with — suspension of disbelief is the one aspect of storytelling that hinges on the audience’s participation.



THE PSYCHIATRIST-

'Think of it as if your life's a puzzle that's been jumbled up.
All the pieces are still there, you just have to put them back together, fit them in the right order and place.
And honestly Doug, I love a good puzzle.'



MOST OF THE TIME WITH MY PATIENTS, I FEEL LIKE I'M TREATING NONSENSE WITH NONSENSE!



---


A GIRL TURNED UP DEAD,
BELIEVED (BY THE DETECTIVE) TO BE
THE PRETTY MISSING GIRL FROM THE ROBBERY.

BUT WAS THERE EVEN A ROBBERY?
IF SO, WAS THE GIRL INVOLVED,
OR WAS SHE JUST 'MISS DIRECTION'???!!!   :)   HA HA HA

DOES ANYONE EVEN CARE?!


FIND OUT (OR NOT) IN OUR NEXT INSTALMENT... ;)


---


'They took from their surrounding what was needed, and made of it something more.'


 




DET- 'CAN YOU INFLUENCE PEOPLE AGAINST THEIR WILL?'

PSY- 'NO, BUT THEN AGAIN MOST PEOPLE DON'T EVEN HAVE A WILL!'


---



You may be wondering about how best to find your way out,
and soon the time will come when you grasp all this,
your unconscious mind will understand everything it needs.



---





Other times the portal opening goes unrecognized because it comes as a seeming accident, as an irritating, annoying, disturbing, unsettling, unexpected event, and it takes some intuitive skill to recognize the accident as a window of opportunity.
Windows of opportunity are opening and closing all the time.
Stay alert and present in the moment to recognize those key portal openings that further your quest and step through them.

P3

 There are complications.
There are enemies, both without and within.
Some personalities disappear.
They hear voices in the sky, and start dreaming of the Fortress.




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I was happy, until the bad men came.
We went to school, but it was very hard.
I don't like it here; it's scary, but at least we can still run around and play.


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Why didn't the chicken cross the Möbius strip?

Because he couldn't get to the other side!







'It's the effect you create that counts, it's the change you cause that is important.
It really doesn't matter who you are, how you do it or even why-
it's just necessary that you or someone else does it!!!'


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Imagine, if you will, the face of an analog clock and think of any hour on the dial (one, two, three….all the way to twelve.) You have a totally free choice. You can even change your mind if you like. Now we’re going to inject some randomness into your decision. Imagine that your finger is the hour hand and, starting at midnight, spell out the hour you chose, moving your finger clockwise by one step for each letter. (For instance, if you thought of seven, you’d spell out s-e-v-e-n, moving the time forward a total of five hours.). After you’ve done that, your finger will be on a new number. Starting there, spell this number, following the same procedure as before, moving your finger around the dial until you land on yet another number. Repeat the procedure one last time, starting where you left off. Remember the hour on which your finger finally lands. This is your selection. You arrived at this number randomly after making a free choice, so I think it’s fair to say that it would be impossible for me to know where your finger ended up. And yet I’m getting an impression right now. In my third eye, a vision of an old mahogany grandfather clock with a swinging pendulum and hand-painted Roman numerals on the dial. The image is ghostly and pale. I can barely make out the face. The hour-hand reads: One o’clock.

R7

You find that you are becoming able to communicate through invisible channels.
You realise that the fortress is not as solid as it seems.
Perhaps you needn't be prisoner or king.....?





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The rooms each feel different.
This is but an illusion; they're all the same room.


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Looking for puzzles in fiction, looking primarily for puzzles that are intricate, somehow connected to the plot and that CAN BE SOLVED by the above-average player/reader.

Although perhaps fairly standard puzzles are used, they are solvable and necessary to the narrative...































A puzzle box (also called a secret, or trick box) is a box that can only be opened through some obscure or complicated series of manipulations.  Some puzzle boxes may require only a simple squeeze in the correct area, whereas others may require the subtle movement of several small parts, to open the box.















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Think inside the box....?    ;)


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The Kaleidoscope

Once, you were born and you lived a life, seeing as one supposes others see.
You new know different, as others no nothing...
There came a morning however, when you woke to see the world........differently.






CAN YOU IMAGINE?!       (Well, you don't need to.....)


You are made up of a collection of many parts, and those parts can continually re-arrange themselves.
In the kaleidoscope, the same parts can be made to create millions of different patterns.
The exact detail of the patterns is a dance between you and the Multiverse, and you can turn the lens as many times as you want without ever seeing the same pattern twice!

How lucky you are, to have the skill and ability not to see like other people.....!

S4

DOUG, SPEAKING ON THE PHONE-

'Hey, Sherlock- I hear things have gone pretty tits-up for you?!'

THE DETECTIVE-

'Where the fuck are you?!'

DOUG-

'Who said I'm the fuck anywhere? ha ha
It's good to speak to me again.'

THE DETECTIVE-

'Why are you ringing me?'

DOUG-

'Why not?!
Let's just say I'm pretty lonely here on this island, with all my lovely money and not much to spend it on.
Looks like I won in the end! ha ha ha'

THE DETECTIVE-

'Maybe it's not the end yet?
Maybe I find you and end this fucking story...'

DOUG-

'Hey- that's not very nice!
It's not like I robbed the money from your pocket.
Real honest truth is I can't remember robbing it in the first place.
I just kinda materialised it or whatever, there in the hospital.
There's some pretty funky stuff going on down there, in that fortress they're all dreaming about;
inter-dimensional loops and shit.
Seems though you gotta be mad to see it! LOL'

THE DETECTIVE-

'So this is the next phase of your stupid game?
I was an idiot to let this case run away from me,
more of an idiot to start drinking again,
but I'm not idiot enough to believe in fucking fairy tales!'

DOUG-

'I didn't mention any fairies, Det!
Though neither am I ruling them out.
I'm learning to keep a very open mind,
almost to the point where it's so open that my brain falls out- but not quite.
Listen- how do you think I got out of that secure hospital?
I dreamed my way out.
I wished upon a magic star and ended up in paradise.
What other way is there?'

THE DETECTIVE-

'So, did you call me to tell me all this?
The happy ending;
down the rabbit-hole you go,
down the toilet for the 'good guy'-
that's me by the way, you no good fucking piece of shit!'


DOUG-

'Tranquilo! Tranquilo!
I'm here to help you, if you want.
I've been, well.....you know, kinda lucky recently-
and you know, I just gotta spread the love, man.
'I was blessed and I could bless'-
I think that was Yeats, whoever Yeats was! ha ha
I'm offering you a way out.
I'll see you tonight.
We'll talk then.'

THE DETECTIVE-

'You'll see me?!
I'll fucking kill you!
Where?!
Where, goddamit- where will I get to put holes in you?!'

DOUG-

'No holes tonight, bud-
at least not physical holes.
I'll see you, don't worry about where or when or how.
Leave that to me, you just get some much needed rest....'








 SO DET DREAMDED, DOUG DUG A WORMHOLE THROUGH THE DREAM FABRIC, AND FABRICATED A NEW LIFE FOR HIS DEAR ENEMY

DEAR ENEMY,
I NEED A SECURITY MAN,
AND I GUESS I OWN.....SORRY, OWE YOU

OH YOU CRAZY, PRETTY THING

THING ABOUT IT

IT COULD BE THE BEST THINK YOU'VE EVER DONE


MAYBE DET WENT TO LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER,
MAYBE HE LEFT THE MESSAGE OF HIS LIFE AT THE BOTTOM OF A BOTTLE


I CAN'T (OR WON'T) SAY.


LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE,
IT'S YOUR STORY, NOT MINE....




 





She locked away a secret, deep inside herself, something she once knew to be true... but chose to forget.

'INWARDS IS THE WAY FORWARDS'



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LIFE, LIKE STORIES AND PUZZLES, OFTEN NEEDS TO BE REVERSE ENGINEERED TO MAKE ANY SENSE....

P2

Breaking down even further, and sensing communication from the others that need help,
they resolve (to varying degrees) to look further than their personal boundaries,
help each other and seek a solution.




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There are forces involved, that have set us up.
You will find the real culprits close to home, Detective.
We are the victims in this story.
Who then are the villains?





dO wE aLL nEED vILLAINS?



...



wHAT dO vILLAINS dO fOR vILLAINS???!!!





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Imagine how awful it must be, to suffer from both paranoia and multiple personality disorder.
You'd never be able to trust yourself!

 WE HAVE FREE WILL, 

BUT ONLY AS MUCH AS THE PUZZLE LETS US.....! ;)



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A wizard must always be in control, 
while appearing not to be... 

(and perhaps the other way around, too....?!)   ;)




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IT'S YOUR CHOICE WHETHER YOU UNDERSTAND THIS NOW, OR LATER....