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The Touch of... A-Maze-ing Laughter, Yue Minjun, Morton Park, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Being ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #191

This is a bit of a rough sketch for a chapter in a series which began with Come It Said and continued to Like a Hammer on a Drum. These stories revolve around the idea of a sort of ‘electric Buddha’ I’ve been toying with for years.

Also, my apologies for the lateness of this week’s challenge. I had to work today, and then this much prose takes much longer to pen than a poem. 😉

The situational awareness of a Series 25 is pretty hard for a mere human to wrap their head around. While these battle droids are equipped with a pair of excellent optical sensors, positioned to replicate the appearance of a predator’s stereo vision, it is their internal sensors which provide the bulk of their operational data. These include radar (both atmospheric and ground-penetrating), with full sonic and electro-magnetic spectrum arrays. Their entire body acts as an antenna, collecting sensory data in a sphere up to a one kilometer radius. The Quantum Processing Unit parses and analyzes this data in real-time, determining all relevant threats in the sensory sphere and developing ongoing action plans for eliminating them.

I talked with a droid designer once who said there was really no way of putting an upper-limit on how fast a 25 can assess and respond to every situational detail of a battle in terms I could understand. “But,” she said, “if you can imagine beating Bobby Fisher at chess one hundred million times in a nanosecond while simultaneously playing every instrument for a full orchestra’s rendition of the William Tell Overture, you’ll have an inkling.”

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Doorways, Forbidden City, Beijing, China

Courage ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #180

We span the ages
you and I
across all sense
of time and space
our stories twine

And I can’t say
where it began
or where it ends
or if it ever will

It drives you to
the edge of mad
(where you found me)
but with your ever
growing faith
it’s clear

Life is not so
rational
as you would like

Discontinuous
In fact

Time sometimes goes
from front to back
while space folds in
upon itself
and plops you down
in the middle of
you know not
what

Yet still you stand
amidst the fray
(such dark embrace)
to write these words
you promised me

Love is not so
rational
as you would like

But its beauty
drives you still