Under the rainbow dome it was so different than it just seemed to be…
The Rainbow Dome
Under the rainbow dome it was so different than it just seemed to be. All neuronal coupling was placed at the disposition and a reorientation was no longer just possible, but absolutely necessary.
The children of the hippies, those notorious ancestors of the now legendary light-, peace- and love-dogmas, were the ones who set a good example by being the first to tune into the new broadcasting frequencies of the multiverse, because of a lack of binding, tried and tested routines and they also created many creative options for recombining focused intentions.
Very well succeeded and instantly a global hit was the pineapple-banana-citrus-doranges-ectarines tree from the „small DNA synthesis for dummies“ building kit. Also the multi-touch stroking-zoo-interface for continuous osteopathic stimulating connections became very quickly a successful popular program and the first dome residents had first notions of the emotional life within a nonviolent society.
Soltek was very, very, very enthusiastic, and he thanked his always so effective consulting colleagues from the 11th dimension for their good navigation. It was time to inform the rest of mankind about this option and for quite primitive lobbyist engagements reasons he decided for a space ship of the cosmic vibrational union, which would give the happy energetic message of the rainbowish perspective to the underexposed ones, who were persisting in the astral deportation zone for dummies.
The utopian legacy was thus pronounced and even the fallen angels of ambiguity found a new home in the artwork of the wall of bewilderment. Soltek enjoyed the feeling of the new beginning cycle, and he chose the one, the sun.
The portal-bounceress gave him a quick glance and cleared the way with a friendly nod. Sanctuary stood in neon red letters above the entrance.
Die Tortürsteherin musterte ihn kurz und gab mit einem freundlichen Nicken den Weg frei. Heiligtum stand in neon roten Lettern über dem Eingang.
Soltek hatte den Tee noch nicht zu Ende gezent, als er das Klappern in der Kiste zum ersten Mal hörte und was er erhörte, gefiel ihm so richtig gar nicht.
…konnte zum wiederholten Mal nicht das passieren, was passieren musste und wieder einmal wurde das Bier warm, obwohl es deutlich gegen das kosmische Großgrundgesetz verstieß, das in aller Deutlichkeit die Existenz von warmen Bier untersagte.
Er musste zugeben dass er vor lauter definitiver Sogschubfreuden den faktischen Überblick über seine kosmische Positionierung temporär aus den Augen, aus den Sinnen verloren hatte.
Der Subbass Schub schien direkt aus dem Zentrum der Galaxie zu kommen und seine Lichtreinheit übertraf alles was jemals gemasst wurde…
Er gab die „Enter” Order und der schönste aller jemals geschriebenen Codes assimilierte in Echtzeit das Bewusstsein der Submatrix des solaren Geschehens.
Soltek hatte nicht die geringste Ahnung, wer ihn für die Weltfriedens-Weltmeisterschaft nominiert hatte, aber nun war er da und dabei.
Tauche ein in die psychedelische Welt von Soltek!
Enjoy the psychedelic world of Soltek.
They placed the best female prayer in the center of the womanish gray temple and the fusion-function of the strategic illumination began instantly to disperse its charm. Without circumcision the neuronal operating systems of the zombie angels got collectively rebooted […]
Under the rainbow dome it was so different than it just seemed to be… The Rainbow Dome Under the rainbow dome it was so different than it just seemed to be. All neuronal coupling was placed at the disposition and […]
Enjoy the psychedelic world of Soltek.
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