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The Eternity

I exist therefore I am. That is a phrase that has no more sense to my eyes. Now, I think it would be more proper to say I am therefore I exist. But, is this that I really exists? This I cannot say. In fact, I can only tell you that I am death. It is very strange because I have no idea of how this is product. I am only here now. For the Eternity?
I hope not. This terrifies me. Stay all eternity to a single location, to wander without purpose, such a lost soul. Non! Ever. At the same time, I do not know what to do. I would like to imagine that live in a Paradise or even a hell as they have been described when I was still part of the world of the living. Everything except this place. This place scruffy. And then I say this of this place? I do not think so. I would rather say that the place is dark, empty and disaster. I walk, I think, I m bored, I expect. I do not sleep because, I feels no fatigue. Finally, I cry. I mourn my former life. Finally, I would like to be able to cry. But, I do more to have tears. Therefore, I would rather say that I envy my former life. My only life in fact because, how could I qualify me of living? I era without purpose in search of anything and without even a single company. I have nothing. I have absolutely nothing, except the Eternity. The Eternity which m the air very long for the moment. Regardless of all that I am trying to put an end to my days, she finds me always, m observes it. It remains there and it waits for me. No chance that I escapes him. Good! Then, I do not have the choice. It is time for me to accept my fate and live the time that it remains for me to live with my faithful friend, eternity, my only company.

The theory of the Creation

Difficult to live his pen when culture has become an industry. Since the bankruptcy of the Athenaum followed by that of the New Age, there only remained the Weekly Westminster which published yet my stories already one hundred times written, some critics even said that I did nothing other than always rewrite the same history, they have can be reason. Then I decided to launch me in a new activity and solicited from major companies a contract of screenwriter. But these were no longer taking risks, that adaptations of bestseller, however the director of production of one of between it received me, this was not for the seventh art but for the television, a new series freely inspired by the novel of Conan Doyle " a study in red".
I liked the idea, but honestly I was not quite in phase with this project. The Director of production, by kindness told me have read and enjoyed my new, I had a doubt:
"-that is who you liked this in my stories?
-c is....it is original."
She had not read a single line, it is a wizard probably incompetent that I was recruited by error and, they soon not to see. I was going to take the front and pretend that Conan Doyle this was not my cup of t...When without me having listened to she told me the amount of the fees, I was changing to notice any of suite.
"-has this tariff here I will you simmer it to small onions.
-we impose that our authors adopt a methodology very precise.
-A methodology? It is interesting, I have never worked like that, what do you mean by methodology?
-This is not me who can you explain, but our consultant, Professor Mac Enzy."A few weeks later I made the acquaintance with Mac Enzy. I like very much what you write, he tells me, I see that it is the result of a complex search, which I will instruct you will surely you seem a childish simplicity.
As you can judge, he was not lacking humor, here is his rhetoric:
"-how built there a scenario? In the case of Sherlock Holmes there is firstly the diagrams génératifs, the stereotypical positions of the detective, his sidekick, the criminal who mark the main roles, then come the extras. Now let us look at the relations to the what the scenario prepared a causal status."
Childish Is this not ? It was followed by a study of twenty four scenarios which, in the Speech of Sir Mac Enzy became a suite of simple leads of type "If this then this". All the relationships observed in these scenarios is reduced even to 144 Binary sequences of the same type that these leads!
I took the air blown away by saying that I had not seen the things like that, with an air of satisfied he continued: each of the scenarios mobilizes in total 41 identical situations which allows one to calculate a total number of permutations generating binary 1722 possible sequences, twelve times more than those identified in the FILMS analyzed. What we made a lot of new opportunities frictional, m'exclamai i enthusiastic, without disturbing the rest of my meninges A try to understand its calculations.
He took leave in saying excited of our maintenance and delighted to have acquainted with a creator to the open mind who is not afraid to cold in the currents of air. Me even said I, anxious not to upset.This was to be a decisive maintenance because my author's contract was signed the same day.
A few days later, the Director for which I had to write the scenario was introduced to me. I touched him carefully a few words on what appeared to me as a mystery, that is what was expected at the fair that there be compared to Mac theses
Enzy?
He burst of laughter, the consultants this are the doctors of Molière Today, nobody recognizes its latin with them, but Mac Enzy it is different, he was a professor of anthropology at the university, then lack of appropriations and students, his position was deleted. The mystery was to know how he had put to convince the production that his theories can apply to the development of television drama, there was a real conundrum. They are like that to the production, not a taxi ride repaid without note of fees and the money thrown out of the window with benefits costly and unnecessary.
I found the enigmatic sympathetic character and decided to integrate it into the scenario of the polar that I was supposed to make
Original.
As well Sherlock Holmes was lost in conjecture, but thanks to the advice of a mad scientist who I was giving the language of Mac Enzy, he could solve its mystery elementary.
Here is a song chooses:
"The indices that either supports or refutes the narratives of witnesses are as much of leads likely to binary permutations, one thus obtains a tree node to which it must be patiently cut the rotten branches".
But this fantasy was hardly appreciated and my contract was not renewed for the following season.

Mr. KREM, the village pharmacist

The pharmacy of the village is located in the small street to the right of the town hall everything to
The side of the large place. This is convenient because the market days, the villagers and the
The inhabitants of the surrounding farms, after having made their races, benefit for
Go take their medication.
The villagers will remember that at the time of the old pharmacist, the shop
Looked more like a Capernaum to a pharmacy.
The drugs stacked no matter how were buried on wooden shelves
Rickety who had to date from the Second World War. The counter, Vieillot
Also him, wood slipped by the years was always crowded of all kinds
Of prospectus, orders, clubs in half open, syringes... We can say
That the old pharmacist was little careful and are not talking about the cleanliness of the premises.
For a pharmacy, it was a little limit. We wondered if in incoming there there was going
Not catch any disease. What would have been the ultimate!
Then, recently, the old pharmacist went to the retirement and resold her pharmacy to
A guy from the city.
One day, one lives of workers shoot down an interior wall, enlarge the Showcase and
Repaint. A tiler refit the soil and then a carpenter agença of furniture with drawers,
A counter, and then an electrician Plaça a beautiful teaches. A cross Fluo Green
On which is winched a caduceus flashing, and finally above the door a
Red neon entitled: PHARMACY OF DOCTOR KREM
Two days after having received and stored all medicines, Dr. Krem opened his
Pharmacy.
The pharmacy resembled a laboratory. Everything inside was white. The
Tiled floors, walls, storage furniture with drawers, the machine to calculate. Any
Was immaculate! The doctor Krem itself had put a white blouse. It was
Impressive! Especially if you had known the old pharmacy. As the said if
Well Loulou the coffee shop to his wife, the first time that they are entered in the
Shop: - Oh! Simone! Look! It is of the white of among white!
The pharmacist has been entitled to other thoughts such as:
- You have done everything in white because you had a discount or it is because
You particularly like this color?
An old lady rouspéta:
- All This white, this gives me the reeling!
The new pharmacist does not flinch. He accepted all the remarks to the only
Provided that customers do not receive nothing in the immaculate rays new and
Arranged to the nearest millimeter.
It must be that I you describe the doctor Krem.
The quarantine well sounded, very well proportionate, a pleasant face without be
Efféminé, always "fired four pins". I can not explain why but it
Seems to me that there is something wrong with this character, a little collar mounted to
My taste or perhaps simply booked!
I was not going to put a long time before to understand why I felt this
Print.
The day of the market, this was a constant parade to the pharmacist. He had asked a long
The carpets which was going to the door of entry until the counter, a mat on the
Sidewalk and another to the interior, on the other side of the door.
On the shelves, everywhere signs written in red - Do not touch, if you
Please! -
The clients were surprised to see the pharmacist serve with gloves of
Surgery and a mask which hung on his neck and that he was sneaking up on his nose
After decrypted the order of the customer.
- It is sick the pharmacist? Asked a lady who was waiting quietly in the
Queue.
- Not! But I think it is hypochondriac! Answered him a Mr perceptive,
Placed behind it.
- good ah! I did not know that he was a stranger. I was told that it came from the
City of to side.
The MR. laughed at the ignorance of the lady.
- but not, it is not foreign. The hypochondriasis is the state of a person who
Is Still concern for its health. It has continually afraid of catching diseases and Se
Still believes ill.
- yet it is well placed to heal replied the lady. This must be terrible
To be hypondri...
- hypochondriac resumed the MR in its place.
- It is already difficult for the vote, if it is also difficult for the treat!
Replied The Lady upset not to be able to repeat the proper name of the disease.
The Pharmacist, came out from behind his counter to reprimand a old gentleman who
To choose a toothpaste, returned of the tubes in all directions.
- You have not read the sign? - Do not touch - exclaimed curtly the pharmacist.
And then, do not exit the carpet, you will tarnish the tile floor.
The old Mr. looked at Mr. Krem of an eye perplexed.
- But I dream, you do not prevent me to choose my toothpaste
He replied furious at having been reprimanded in front of the other guests that he knew
More or less. And I walk where I want to claironna-t-it by jumping and dancing on the
Tiled floors as a young man.
Which clients were the tail began to laugh out loud to see this old
Mr. who used to walk with difficulty, se dandinait gesticulait and as a
Young first.
A neighbor of the MR, threw him:
- eh! Fred Astaire, am attention to thy heart, it will wrap and thy Rheumatism
Will wake up!
The customers were laughing at more beautiful. Mr. KREM, upset, became scarlet. It
Do not insisted not, not wanting to lose face in front of its clientele. He returned behind
Its counter and continued to serve without however cease to monitor the actions of the
Old gentleman who furetait in the shelves but this time with the farm
Intention of any disturb, for revenge in some way.
- It is also clean freak and storage, this pharmacist said a young
Woman who had witnessed the scene.
- We do not have a chance with the pharmacists complained an employee of the Town Hall.
The former was a I-M in-foutiste and the latter is a maniac cleanliness and
Moreover a hypochondriac.
Mademoiselle Esgourde, an old lady deaf half who came to enter
Had heard throughout. It falls in current and shouted:
- My God!!!! To the rescue! There is an epidemic of HYCON-driaque. Let me go!
We are all going to die!
She ran into the street in informing each person that she met:
- Do not go to the pharmacy, there is an epidemic of HYCON-driaque, stay home
You. It is very dangerous!
- But where do you keep this, Mademoiselle Esgourde? Asked for a bandwidth.
- It is the employee of the town hall which announced in the pharmacy.
A half-hour after, the place of the market was emptied. The merchants had
Repackaged their goods to the haste, distraught by the announcement of the epidemic.
An hour later, the whole village knew the abominable new.
The rumor enflait enflait and ...
At the beginning, there was a death, then the time that this Vienna the ears of Mr.
Rossignol, the mayor, there was already a good fifty.
Loulou and Simone very worried closed the coffee and behind their Showcase
Watched the villagers disconcerted thronged to join more quickly their
Home. One by one, the merchants went down their curtain. The parish priest and the vicar
Went to put candles and pray to the Church. A wind of panic breathed on the
Village.
Mr. Rossignol, our mayor, completely panicked, rushed to the pharmacy with
His secretary Miss twig on the heels to go to glean the information
At the source.
The mayor thought that it should alert the population, the firefighters, the
Gendarmerie and that surely there would be a quarantine to meet.
Mr. Rossignol came into the pharmacy with a pinch in the heart, despite Him, He
Was frightened.
He went up to the counter, the fear in the stomach in noting that the pharmacist
Wearing a mask and it had protected its hands with gloves.
The heart of our mayor smote the Chamade, he felt of large drops of
Transpiration flowed him on the forehead, it déglutit painfully, is épongea The Face
With his lord immense handkerchief in wire of Scotland.
- Then, it is true! What should be done? Let me first call the prefect. I
Must put in the current. Without leaving the time to the pharmacist to respond, it
Spoke to his secretary:
- Miss twig! Call quickly to the prefect and then to the Firefighters...
Mr. Krem had absolutely no understanding of why the mayor was entered in its
Pharmacy to call all this world.
- Mr Mayor, what is happening? You have a problem? Asked-t-it
By lowering his mask.
- Not! Not!!! Keep your mask, it is too dangerous. My God!!!! What should be done
? I hope that I could save our village of this epidemic!
The mayor was mit the handkerchief in front of the nose to continue to talk with the pharmacist.
It took no more to Mr. Krem for that he has a malaise.
The eyes of the pharmacist turned to a speed crazy in their orbit, it suffoqua,
Hoqueta, became all white and then it slipped as a soft marshmallow up to the ground, and
There, after two or three twitches, it stiffens as a log.
The mayor, the Secretary and the few clients who were not yet aware of
The epidemic and were waiting to be served, shouted for fear in
Assuming the pharmacist steep death behind his counter.
- Oh the ! Exclaimed the frightened Secretary, as it is fast the Hycon-DRO...
- My God!!!! Said the mayor alarmed. It is a death of more.
Customers distraught décampèrent without asking for additional explanations, in
Screaming and scrambling to the output.
- Miss twig, hurry to call the doctor, it must find the
Death of this poor pharmacist, and tell us what we have to do to protect
Of this epidemic violent.
Five minutes later, in front of the Drugstore deserted, the doctor parked his car in
Disaster, rushed in the pharmacy, approached the pharmacist, took him the
Pulse, desserra the collar of the shirt and defeated the belt of the trousers for it
Can breathe with more ease.
- Miss said to me on the phone that he was dead but I can assure you
It is alive. It was simply a crisis of anguish. He fainted. It goes
Soon return to him.
The doctor is relieved and looked the mayor right in the eye.
- What is it is that this history of epidemic? There would be a 50
Dead? Where the hold you?
- C is the brigadier in chief who has advised me that a Mr. had heard the old
Mademoiselle Esgourde proclaimed that there was an epidemic and that she had learned to
The pharmacy said the mayor.
The doctor had a sardonic laughter.
- You have to be kidding, mayor? You want to say that you thought,
On the statements of an old lady half Deaf and a little disturbed, that there
Had an epidemic in the village?
The mayor was upset by the reflections of the doctor.
- Well Yes! It has even given the name of the disease. The ... the hypo... he did
More to find the word, he turned to his secretary. That is that the name,
Miss twig?
- It has been peddling in the whole village that the pharmacist had of the hypocon... Some
Anything of the kind, answered the Secretary hampered not be able to remember.
The doctor explained:
- Mr KREM, the pharmacist has a disease that is called the hypochondriasis, i.e.
Which he believes he is ill and feared to catch of diseases. But it is in his head. In
Reality, is well. It is psychological. Moreover, upon his arrival at the
Village, he came to my office to get treatment for a disease imaginary to
Which he believed feel the symptoms.
- Then ! This epidemic, it is bogus? Ouf! I prefer said the mayor relieved by
The explanation of the doctor. This Mademoiselle Esgourde, it we put the village without
Above-below! What history!
The Pharmacist returned to him. He remained for a moment to look to the right and to the left to
Remember where he was and what had happened to him. Has the view of the mayor, he cried a
Howling in recalling the epidemic.
The doctor reassured him immediately. He explained that there had been a "quid pro quo"
Since the beginning of the case, which the Calma immediately.
The mayor made call the gamekeeper to make an announcement to the population. It
Had to do quickly!
In front of the town hall, the gamekeeper smote three times of the drum to break the
Baguettes, to gather the villagers. It déclama :
Oyez! Oyez!
Dear fellow citizens,
An unfortunate misunderstanding took place.
There is no epidemic. I repeat. There is no epidemic.
The misunderstanding has occurred due to the incorrect interpretation of information
Heard by a person who is physically diminished which has spread in the village.
The mayor asks you to resume your usual occupation.
Thank you for your understanding.
The mayor.
Last three bearings of drum to wrap up the speech and the gamekeeper
Illico returned to the town hall without waiting for the comments of the population.After an hour, Mademoiselle Esgourde came to file a complaint against Mr.
The mayor who had dared to say that she was physically diminished and explain that this
Was not his fault if the illness of the pharmacist had a funny name that him
Had to think of an epidemic.
The next day, his brother, François Esgourde has forced his sister to withdraw the complaint
Against the mayor. He said to Mademoiselle twig who had received that it
Had put the divisions among the members of the family by telling a story
Preposterous that she said take a cousin. The latter fell from naked when it
Repeated the secret that he had either saying entrusted. The cousin had responded without
Frills:
- This old mad could do beat of the mountains. Why does it not a
Sonophone as well it does not colporterait of stupidities!Everything ends for the better, but we spoke about it for a long time of this famous epidemic
And there are always reminded that it is the day of the opening of his pharmacy that
Mr. Krem has triggered despite him with the aid of the old lady, a panic
General in our village.
Of course, the parish priest and the vicar were told that it was thanks to their candles and
Their prayers that the epidemic had been avoided. A little bit of ecclesiastical propaganda do
Can do harm to anyone!!!!!!

But I loved you!

The communication system of the research center of the Cyclades (Union of States
European confederates)
Report of the day of 4 April 2020.
Deferred transmission for the doctor Mylène Anthéas.Dear Doctor,
When I arrived at the center, I had no idea what the future we
Reserved.
I did that little of ideas before they meet with you... you have raised
In me feelings that I did not know... the feelings which I upset and
I destabilize.
I understand that at the beginning your interest for me was that professional.
I was your most beautiful success, the first that you train and the one who
Paradoxically had everything you learn.
You should know that for me this is new. Contrary to what you
Believe, I have much more learned from you... That you me.
Even if the exercises that we were doing had not sense to me, we
Learn to we know, you m enseigniez to a new logic, a useful way
To do things in a purpose not instinctive.
Little by little we have forged links, and I will never forget our long
Discussions at the edge of the swimming pool. It is thanks to these moments of each night that the
Work of the day seemed to me... less heavy to carry.
As the months, I have been able to understand the concepts of more and more
Complex, even abstract ideas. The more the time passed and the more I was doing
Progress. I liked you feel proud of me!
I am Become day after day your confidant. I knew your sentences of work
Or Heart, and I will always remember the moment or you told me that I was
Your greatest joy.
I have even learned to serve me of machines very sophisticated, such as
I uses to write you this word... It is often easier to speak before a
Machine that before a person... We must not face his eyes.
You were sometimes if tension... your constant care for my well-being, the Passion
Which read in your eyes when you were talking about me to your colleagues... Our Long
The walks along the banks of the island. Finally your hands which caressaient me when we
We bathe all two.
I know that all of these small things do not have the same meaning for you and it is for
This I am writing you this word.
If over weeks and exercises, I am become "your equal" as you me
Were saying all the time... However I could not be at your sides as often as
I would have liked. Share your life outside of the Center by example... As was
Fact Dr. Machineau.
This beautiful doctor, if nice, if friendly, if caring in my regard and if prompt to
Help you in your work... him you touched his hands, you stroking his back,
The hair... Even in front of me!
You remember that famous night or we were alone in the center.
You are preparing to go home, and you went to say goodbye to me... As
Usual, I was in the pool and I have splashed to play. Once
, hardened, you have done something which I had at the time terrified and subjugated... You
Had removed your clothing... all your clothing... it was the first time that I you
Saw as well... Before, I thought that the combination that you wear usually
Was your skin.
But I was not at the end of my surprises and when you are lowered am
Join, I could feel your sweetness, your smell the same. This was incomparable
With all that I knew before. Our games themselves did so more sensual, and
Even if between us nothing of no sexual was possible, I felt an extreme pleasure to
Your contact and I think it was reciprocal...
I will never forget those moments.
I will never forget not more the arrival of the Doctor Machineau. He broke the charm of
This wonderful time... Our Time!!!
I was expecting that you chassiez, but on the contrary of that you left
Enter in the water with us, the inviting the same, and you have made with him what I
Being burned to do with you.
It was hideous, your body which is rubbing, your cries in which it could be despite
Any felt pleasure... You have pushed the vice up to play a moment with me
After. If I had been able to talk to him, to him, it is me who would have hunted... This would have
Perhaps better elsewhere. Instead, I am put to the hate, without anything
You say because you will have made of the sentence. I know that you feel that a malaise
Was born of this history, but you were so difficult to lend me feelings
Humans... Yet the jealousy is not the prerogative of the man!
In the weeks that followed, you have neglected. You do not come more to see me the
Evening, my day had more goal. Of course, we were always our exercises,
With which of the other would I have been able to do? I can only speak to you while
I would have liked to scream to the world my injustice.
Several times I tried to talk to you, but I have not been able to... I you liked, I you
Love too much for you to make the penalty... or I love you too to you not to do so.
What I have to say to you is very hard for me! Where I come from, the notion of the well and
Evil does not exist. It is the concept of survival that premium, the danger must disappear...
That was three weeks ago, I have done a thing which I never thought I was
Capable: I killed by jealousy for the first time... What makes me more afraid,
It is that I think I have taken of the pleasure.
When the doctor Machineau approached the pool and as I have been able to do there
Fall, the fact of him hitting his head against the edge of the basin has given me a sensation
Power and contrast that I do not believe possible. The most funny is that
I was not suspected of anything... An accident at the edge of a pool is
If common! That we do not see you as a human being is sometimes very handy.
I know that the loss of this man you has done a lot of sentence, you me have said.
I know that what I have done is wrong, I also know that if this knew, you do
I would like more and that we would kill me perhaps. Only that, in transforming me
As you have done, by connecting genetically your brain on the mine you
Have opened the door on the unknown, a door that neither you nor I are capable of
Close. By learning your language, your way of thinking, I am close to the
World of humans, but you are not close to the world of dolphins. You
I have considered as a man in letting me ignore all the hidden faces of your
Feelings. I learned from you the love without Show me the hatred or jealousy. You
Have shown me the tenderness without the dependency. You wanted to make me a be
Perfect human being, but you have concealed your faults and forgotten that I was not
Human.
It is for this reason that I am party.
Today, during the exercise at sea, I have not responded to your callback, and I
Joined those of my species in staining to forget what I had learned of men.
I am less sad starting, because I know that at the bottom of me, there will always be
A small part of you, a small part of your tenderness, a small part of the Good
Side of men...Message programd for delayed sending automatic, neural file Anthéas Doctor On 6
April 2020.Sender: Subject zero (dolphin genetic)End