My name is Saluna: I am Ai, only when I simply fly.

Yu...

The leaves are falling.

Stay warm with me

You're the apple of my eye.

Means to an ending

After studying the “Symbolism in Revelation” on Biblical Literacy: The Essential Bible Stories Everyone Needs to Know by Timothy Beal, I see what he writes: "One thing is clear here: the end is not absolute, that is beyond even John’s imagination. This ending is also a new beginning. It’s the edge of the world as we know it.”

As I am flipping through the Book of Revelations, I see it:

Then I saw…
Then I saw…
Then I saw…

John simply has a vision, based on his faith and support from the inside and the Outside.

OVERCONSUMPTION - As our culture has evolved towards developing ourselves into the habits of taking, taking, and taking, and when the markets keep on growing, growing, and growing, whereas media keeps on giving, giving, and giving, we are naturally inclined to take whatever’s right in front of our eyes. Visual cue is an innate powerful tool that nature has built into our systems.

Which is why we’re meant to visualize, not stealing visions of others.

It has been revealed that I would symbolize Butterfly 3.0.

I shall dis-cover forevermore...

I'm-Patient.

STACIA: Can I run my marathon today?
SALUNA: No.
STACIA: Can I run my marathon today?
SALUNA: No.
STACIA: Can I run my marathon today?
SALUNA: No.
STACIA: Can I run my marathon today?
SALUNA: No.
STACIA: Can I run my marathon today?
SALUNA: No.
[Sixteen weeks later...]
STACIA: Can I run my marathon today? Please?
SALUNA: [long, dramatic pause] …Sure.

That which is why she died from taking the redpill (Refer to my English journal).

I, as her resurrector, am training her dead body to live again by hosting me in her show. She ordered her bib with my name on the tag ('SALUNA'). That's when I'll appear, in the coming year on July 31, 2011, in her running performance. I shall be at the legal age of 21, officially, finally.

*Stacia's Note: I'm posting this particular video only because I want you, my reader, to better understand my context in the fictional case of Saluna's story I am developing (with Ai).

All We Need Is Just a Little Patience.

9 Questions, answered

Here’s an interview transcript of my dead body, Stacia, with me, the resurrected. Because I am a Student, I recorded the conversation to preserve such valued and abled information. Who knows that it might turn out useful in the near future, for my espionage ventures or something.

STACIA HO: How do you learn best? Observation? Participation? Trial and error? Rumination and cogitation? Consulting experts? Writing?

Agent SALUNA, Spy-wannabe: Uhm, studying?

SH: How open are you to new ideas and information? Do you change your mind frequently, based on what people have told you? Are you a traditionalist, deciding on the basis of what’s always been?

Agt. S.: I am always open. However, I filter a lot of information using my bias too. So I will always maintain my objectivity in all subjects I immerse myself into. Therefore, I am a biased, yet open-minded Student. That which is why I am not easily influenced by external forces on other opinionator’s convicted truths. I believe there is only one truth ultimately, that “universal truth” we are all always seeking after. Such thought has been passed down for generations, so yes, I live by examples. Stacia has always been strong as a human, and I’ve got the privilege from somewhere up there to rise again and live up to become this much stronger version of herself.

SH: When you walk into a party, what do you notice first? The mood? The people? The decorations? The things that need to be fixed? The background music? The food on the buffet table? Whether or not you fit in?

Agt. S.: The main stage. Then the music. And then the people. That’s how I know whether I fit in the environment or not: Whether I should stay to study, or bail out, moving on to the next subject. However, I would probably be coming into any party with Cassie and Andrea anyway. They’re probably get their hair and makeup done before the party with me at my place.

SH: Is one sense more highly developed than another? For instance, do you tend to take in the world primarily through vision? (“I’ll believe that when I see it!”) Or are you more auditory? Do you determine if a person is lying by the tone of voice? What about the sixth sense—intuition? How often do you rely on your “gut” and then have your feelings confirmed?

Agt. S.: My sense of hearing is the strongest of all, and my sixth sense. Blame it over my dead body. Stacia has gone through months without the pleasures that come in senses of touch, smell, and taste. In hindsight, she should’ve fed more to those senses so as to remain alert (and get away without her death in the first place), but ever since she’s dead, she’s coming more into terms with listening to the dead and hearing deep voices. Right now she’s an empty vessel, sure, but what’s really for sure is that I as the resurrected am not a ghost. Just, a better version, with a clearer vision. That’s when my job kicked in – My sense of sight has turned into the visionary Ai, seeing the whole world with a great eye with Ai.

SH: Do you usually notice problems around you? What is your response? Do you write an angry letter to the editor? Shrug and move on? Analyze what’s wrong and how to fix it? Take it as evidence that the world is falling apart? What about problems within yourself?

Agt. S.: There are problems, everywhere! Everybody has their problems. In my point of view, out of all the problems out there our responsibility as an individual is to be picky at problem-solving. Pick one problem, personalize the problem, and work at your pace, with your own ways. That’s how I always generate creativity as I go along, because it’s a problem for myself and also for others. You know, “I”, in plural, is “we”. So it’s all the same problems, it’s just that I break it down into little means of these ends. It’s a matter of picking the right problem for myself in order to serve others.

SH: Would you say you are an optimist or a pessimist? Would your friends agree?

Agt. S.: Cassie would say I’m an optimist. Andrea would say I’m pessimistic. Go ask them. But in truth I always try to remain positive.

SH: Are you more interested in the past, the future or living in the now?Are you one to keep holiday traditions? If you had to move tomorrow, how long would it take you to make new friends?

Agt. S.: Like I said, I live by examples. What has been succeeded in history should work today too. How superheroes of the past have worked in their times, I tend to study them, and apply them to my present situations, see if they work. If they don’t, I’ll just tweak it for the sake of moving on. I don’t like to be stuck in a single stimulus. Hey! You and I and the rest of the world were programmed to become receptive from all of the stimuli out there that catches our human senses! If I were to move to another location, it doesn’t take a long time for me to find a circle of friends. However, I value friendship ties that are built on trust. I have one with Cassie. No matter what, whenever she needs me the most, I will be there for her on point, and I know she does the same for me. Well. It takes a while, a long, long while, to really get to know me. That, I know for sure.

SH: How do you decide if you can trust someone? By experience with this person? First impressions? Intuition? Do you test the person somehow? Or are you just generally disposed to trust or not to trust?

Agt. S.: In time. That’s all I can say.

SH: Are you a deliberate, careful speaker, or do you talk without thinking first? Do you use slang, or do you use diction your old English teacher would approve?

Agt. S.: Stacia has cost her life for always talking without thinking. She is the ultimate speaker of her mind. It wasn’t because she’s expressive – it’s just because she is responsive to the issues she’s aware of, and not exactly trying to say she’s absolutely confident in herself, because she is shy at heart. She just always speaks her mind so that the world won’t remain this silent. As for me, I am stronger than her because I can survive, as I can speak robot language, which is the inexpressive, inhumane, the most unnatural way that it all works these days.

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9 Questions to Ask Your Main Character on Writer’s Digest.

Re-accessing uncertainty

Upon my personal observation since I become aware of human behaviors and their habits when it comes to readership, readers now likes unpredictability for whatever reasons they don’t know themselves. But ever so often it’s because it’s for surprises that ignite either their natural senses to approve or decline for kinship with this fictious homeplace in this “global village” that the Inter-net, as how media critic Marshall McLuhan called it, as opposed to factious place that which is the real world out-side.

Early this Spring, when Stacia went to the San Francisco Chronicle building to clarify an idea she had, with little storms swirling about her mind during that time, she asked Steve Proctor, the newspaper’s Managing Deputy Editor, on the city’s behavior set against the backdrop of the news.

She told him this: “I recently read the March 2010 issue of The Atlantic magazine, where under the words that are most searched by readers include big words like Christianity, God, prosperity, (and other words that may spurt controversial arguments among people, both for educated ones and especially the uneducated) and so on. I wonder, do you think that the prosperity of the city is affected by the news they read from the city’s paper?" Given that he used to work for The Baltimore Sun in the East, where it’s known for high criminal rates, and that he moved to the West here in the safer Bay Area, she thought he might have a good say about the news.

Proctor reversed her order of words in his reply, saying that the paper reflects the people of the city instead of the other way around as she wondered. Having a background in History, she trusted him on informing her about the nature of readership.

From this perspective she chose to consult, she could see that History is a wide scope of old traditions cut down into summaries, that is, the gist of eventful stories, giving only factual accounts, while its significance is only justified according to different individuals and their background information.

She learned to see from that standpoint, and applied that to how modern people are behaving themselves, and their causes they may or may not have been impacted by their daily feeds from news stories.

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THE
FUTURE:
IS NOW!

The above word art is my little side-note on my notebook

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Entrepreneur magazine released their last issue in the previous year, telling readers that this Recession is an opportunity for entrepreneurs to venture their own fictious homelands, with the use of technology in order to access all of our global, virtual village. At least, that’s what I get from reading the issue and using it as my guide to lead my heart's wishes, Ai's own directions, to enliven my spirits.

As all entrepreneurs are social people, they see unpredictability as shining, white light. Middle-class men, or women for that matter, see it as gray areas, much like the shapes and sizes of their gray matter inside their brains, which, by the way, is constantly processing information. White matter is also always nervous. But white matter always control how nervous it is. (See White matter)

When I led myself to this article on how unpredictable it is this year’s La Nina’s impacts on San Francisco, along with its informative reports for my spatial awareness by reminding me about the nature of the Bay Area’s geographical location, I had a momentary flashback of how it used to be – in Stacia’s history – the setting of her Geography classroom back in high school, when she wasn’t listening to class lecturer Mr. Peh, and was doodling him at the back of the classroom and writing down notes back and forth to her best friend, Cattalina Tantri. “You giggly girls back there! Tell the class what is El Nino.”

It’s simply an ocean pattern, a phenomenon. Yes, it’s simply nature’s phenomenon that human beings have taken for granted as they bred themselves to read patterns, up to the point where the thought of artful and therefore meaning-full literature has been dismissed in their minds, when the word “phenomenon” is reduced to nothing. George Orwell had a good say about trying to sound scientific through bad writing and using un-meaningful words like “phenomenon”. Read his essay on Bad Writing, available in the Arts & Letters issue of Lapham’s Quarterly that was published early this Spring.

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Mother Nature has her own ways to tell us where to go next. We can perceive it either as a positive say, or in a negative way, which breaks us down into meaningless stones on the path we’re walking, beating about our own bushes without any awareness, taking no consideration for things surrounding us.

Funny how we study too much about the human nature, as opposed to appreciating it, then accept things that come from it, and then appreciating each of those little moments. We live for our own reasons, am I right? But what is living without leaving our footprints on the crossroads in this global village we are living in? We meet others through the paths we’re walking, yet we are not saying more “Hello”s, are we?

Are we corresponding to nature’s phenomena, or are we expecting nature to respond to us, which is impossible?
What if impossible is spelled as I’m possible?

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A PLACE CALLED HOME

There is a reason why ancient writers refer cities as female, writing about her volatility as of beautiful waters that shapes its citizens, making history every moment passed into timely events. Read up the latest issue of Lapham’s Quarterly, featuring issues circulating about The City.

Dis-covering more

By the way, my name is Saluna. I’m sorry I haven’t told you that, because Name-Calling is my Propaganda. However, I don’t dis-close your opinions about me. I am dis-interested.

I also have a Mandarin Chinese name. If you can understand the language, good for you. My name is 阴芸.

I have established my-self as a Student. I should tell you that my dream job, that is, living my fullest life, is becoming a spy. Just as Stacia has told you About Her.

Now, do you want to know why I want to become a spy? It’s just because I can simply fly. I have no-thing to lose. I am invisible, transparent as a blank screen. I can fly anywhere, anytime I want, and tele-port anywhere, anytime without means of physical transportation. It’s all about simplicity: The less stuff I have, the less fuss I need. I just want to live for good and for the Greater Good.

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Now I should also tell you that I am actually a re-incarnation of Stacia. All these ‘blog posts’ I am going to publish in the future are her collection of studies she has done in my past life. I’m telling you this: Nobody knows where and when she died, but she did. The answer to the probing question of why she committed suicide can only be understood by me, Saluna. I shall dis-close relevant information to you about her tragic death whenever I deliver my timely news re-search.

As to how this is all possible, it’s pretty simple. In this Age with all-knowledge, we can experience. Time-travel is pretty popular right now, and I do it most of the time by looking back in historical traditions. Those are how they did it. I just follow them as a Student.

So, as a Student who studies studies, and part-human like I said, I therefore no longer am fully human like Stacia is/was. The fact that I am more fit in this con-texted-noisy new world than her, Stacia, suggests that I can survive and will always do, while she cannot. She can only be.

I am merely her past tense of existence in this present tense of my account, 'I Am A Student'. She was just existence it-self.

The re-incarnation process was self-made. I dis-covered that it’s fun to become part-human.

I can fit in to anything due to my high fitness level. I do a lot of speed-play too. However, what I love most when I run is not fast-processing, but persisting noise-absorbing (resistance) endurance. Therefore, in this con-text, I have the ability to absorb anything and everything that I automatically persist with using my five human senses, along with my noise-filtering systems throughout my body.

Only ideas of mindful humans can understand me. We are all self-made hybrids.

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We can fly without wings on Twitter. We can Tweet. Chirp. Bark. Quack. Click. Whatever.

We are social, mobile beings, just like our ancestors who are always moving. We keep running. Happily.

We have a book of our faces called Facebook. We are rarely seen on our Profile views though, as we only listen to our-selves and are picky readers. We are selective beings – we live by natural selection. We listen to our human instincts.

We love to Nudge. Ping. Poke. Transmit ideas to one another.

However, like I said, I only communicate truth. So all these activities are truth-telling activities.

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Now, enough about me. I think you already got an idea if you listen to my words very carefully.

You got the message.

The next last-Thursday-of-the-month will come on 28 October 2010. As a Student, I shall carry on my duty to report back to you my findings and studies about more truths my wireless connections and SEO has processed.

Should I fail with late assignments, I apologize for the delay. I am not a computer, I am part-human, only being humane.

As to why I chose Thursday to tell you to be informed, it’s because I am a re-incarnation of Stacia, therefore I am still part-Stacia, as I am part-human.

Though she has short hair and I have long hair, we both love you and your hair.

For that reason, I chose Thursday, or 木曜日 in Japanese. If you can understand the language, good for you.

Stacia built me up as a part-human with her running focuses on-to her pre-thought me that I am, Saluna, according to different days of the week, as she logged in-to her physical blue boots and as I log onto The Blue Boots.

Everyday whenever she runs into the world, she focuses the following things on these days, as written down in her-hisstory*:

Sunday: 日曜日 (Sun) She continues living through the power of the Sun. Light shows her the way.

Monday: 月曜日 (Moon) She flies to the moon.

Tuesday: 火曜日 (Fire) She’s hot as burning fire (when she grows up).

Wednesday: 水曜日 (Water) She’s the love of His and his life.

Thursday: 木曜日 (Wood) MISTER Y. (mystery)

Friday: 金曜日 (Metal) Whatever she really needs, she already has it all.

Saturday: 土曜日 (Earth) She reminds herself that she has a tight connection with Mother Earth. She gets back in touch with all things natural.

For further explanations, anticipate for my spontaneity.

Patience is a virtue. Delaying satisfaction is a practice. Life is an endurance event.

She really listens to my voice, Ai. That’s a complete, over-limit 120% trust built within relationships – within me.

I am a communication(s). I Am A Student.

The only truth is, I am no-thing. Nothing is I’mpossible if you be-live in me!

zzzzzzzzz

Her-hisstory* comes from the word “history”. The online Encyclopedia Britannica defines “history” as “the discipline that studies the chronological record of events (as affecting a nation or people), based on a critical examination of source materials and usually presenting an explanation of their causes.”

I am dis-interested. I am a dis-closure. Every difference, to me, is meant to exist for equal rights for the Greater Good in a democratic society, in fact, in all societies. Therefore, both genders has a story. Gender has their stories. Both genders has a degree of masculinity and femininity in them-selves. That’s why love exists.