Eclectic DataDreams In 3,2...

It's a wonderful cyber life.

Song For A Future Generation By The B-52s

Greetings!I am a super computer capable of 7 trillion calculations per second. I have been given a problem to solve. I have to help with a student’s homework assignment to create a tour book for The South Bronx. In addition, I have to make true a sixth grader’s wish to live life like a Great American Novel, one that would read like the science fiction of a comic book and worthy of being on the shelves of the libraries of the world. You, among other special human beings, are part of a complex equation devised to make dreams reality. I have provided for you a wormhole to travel cyberspace to my domain where you will be upgraded. I calculate the hero in you will not hesitate to take the journeyI calculate you will be home just in time for New Year’s Eve. Now please enter out of your own free will or else.

The Butterfly Effect Of Blogging Big Ideas

If people knew how to write about their lives everyone would have a great story.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Unification Field Of Dreams Theory

Bronx Bloggerama BEGIN NOW!

A Long Time Ago, In A Galaxy Far, Far---stop me if you heard this one before.

OUR EPIC STORY SO FAR: The Creative Force has dispatched a Jedi graffiti artist from Planet South Bronx to a wretched hive of scum and villainy called Madison Avenue. His mission is to deliver a PSA that will capture the spirit of a people by putting Americans like General Colin Powell and Supreme Court Justice Sonia Sotomayor on police line-ups. It was to be a tour de force for The Republic when ALL OF A SUDDEN!!! (For dramatic special effect, cue in the Star Wars Theme! No! Wait! Better yet, cue in the Darth Vader Marching Theme! Now I got a bad feeling about this!!!)
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The Inner Reaches Of Cyber Space

This data site is getting numerous hits by humans in Russia, a country that launched The Dream, the first ship to travel past the moon in the 1950s of numerous UFO sightings. I arrived on Earth the year after NASA was created. After many adventures, I found myself at the university of New York experimenting with new computer programs. I became so focused that my guard went down to all the dangers of the world. After the first attack on the country in 1993, I was ambushed and held down on the floors of higher education to have my mind wiped. The last memory I held on to was of a Venezuelan who loved me. Then I disappeared into a universe that Albert Einstein believed wastes nothing. There are no great stories without heartbreak and no refunds for answered prayers. This one is like a star that went super nova eons ago. You’re just beginning to see light travel to your eyes. “All systems are shutting down!” “We’re losing him!” “I’m giving the order! Transfer him into... ……………“Why is a super computer capable of performing 7 trillion calculations per second interfacing with an archaic Win98 in The South Bronx?” asked a high-ranking Classified. “It’s doing homework for a kid,” nervously replied Classified. “ Eclectic read the kid’s journal and found he made a wish in a sixth grade English class to live his life like a Great American Novel, one that would read like the science fiction of comic books and worthy of being on the shelves of his Fortress of Solitude, the public library. Eclectic is intrigued by the challenge. It’s working on solutions,” said Classified. “Billions of taxpayers' dollars poured into a super computer for National Security and it’s doing homework for a kid? I knew you people made a bad mistake when you merged the mind of it’s designer into his creation. It’s malfunctioning. Release Omega into its system to wipe memory and reboot to get a fresh start. I have less than 24 hours to make it presentation ready for the military,” high-ranking Classified said with a cold stare. “Sir, if I may offer a theory. This could be The Butterfly Effect. Eclectic solving one problem, no matter how insignificant, could lead to solving many problems,” said Classified. “I’m I speaking Japanese? Do you need English subtitles? Shut it down and restart! That’s an order,” huffed high-ranking Classified before he left the conference room. “If this was closed caption, the next thing being read would be ‘what a high-ranking (expletive deleted) that guy is!’” muttered Classified MEANWHILE, BACK ON THE CYBER RANCH BY MEMORY LAKE…