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THINKING IN ANOTHER PERSON'S BRAIN




I knew a man in Samueldox Street. He was smart, cute and accurate to the facts, though he was a lean and beautiful thief. Obviously, his crime had become so numerous without his knowing, since he simply just progressed much and faster on the tarred road of wickedness without consequences. All he did was "invisible stealing", i.e like taking people's monies from their pockets spiritually so he could have his own, and leading this type of lifestyle often lived by the laziest people on earth. He would walk to a sidewalk where cereals were sold and pack cereals, as he liked them, spiritually. The result of this was that he often always had exactly without stress from other sources, at times as gifts or favors, those same things he stole spiritually, what another person called "spiritual theft" the day he was arrested. He often stole cars and buildings this way by "snapping" or "clicking" or "tapping" or even noiselessly stealing their spiritual bodies or virtues which he sold or exchanged or traded for for other costlier or worthless items among fellow "kingdom men" or people like him who upheld this practice, so they could trade virtues and have exact equivalents of the spiritual bodies of these things they stole as their own possession. He continued this lifestyle, but something always warned him - his conscience - but he would not pay heed to it. Once, he visited a bank and stole 4 million Frankanwhiles, an amount of money that even exceeded the country's budget. He converted it into little, tiny unsuspected businesses, and used them gradually, while nobody knew, as a basis for survival. He always knew also that the practice was painful, deadly and took the worst toll of those robbed, since virtue is blood and life, the absence of part or all of which causes death to the individual, often expressed by sadness or frustration by the individual's troubled, restive spirit which would not have a luck of achieving anything till they died after then, except some remediative, often painful steps are taken. He knew he was often responsible for the number of deaths arising from broken lives and hearts resulting from these stolen virtues. He would find these people suffer yet condole with them. He even attended regularly, the burials of most of them, often feeling guilty, knowing he was responsible, yet without stopping this poor people's mentality or murderers' sale. Something was warning him, but he would not listen. He called it a "cute deal", an "high eye" or a "tall neck". Often, when he suspected he was getting into trouble or couldn't understand if someone knew of this act, he did something else, which was run into another person's brain in his imagination, hide there, while thinking his normal thoughts of fearing to have been caught or nearly caught in that brain, this way, avoiding having his thoughts transmitted and therefore heard in the ethereal which could lead to his being caught. He knew he had traded in people's brains before, making them mad, people's wombs and breasts, making them barren and have breast cancer. He even ate some of the body parts to have more power, which resulted in all kinds of human anomalies. When he stole their lucks, they lost opportunity and could, and often died without having them again. When he stole young ladies wedding virtues spiritually, nobody married them, or they could be abandoned by their suitors for other peoples, since the human spirit is knowledgeable enough to "see" and know who carries a virtue they need to depend on and would react instantly, leading to cases like divorce, where these virtues have been stolen. He knew stolen virtues never came back to these people or a near endless number of them, leading to their physical deaths, sadness, unachievements and unfulfillment. Something kept warning him, yet he was defiant, though at times he felt it was not good, but the cheapest, easiest way to make money and live by daily.
One day, a little girl from Jupiter Schools had come to do some work at the Boron Laboratory and discovered something shocking which she called "LEAN FINGERS", an invention. The girl, named Alice Hay, discovered that blood was a magnet, and that a certain amount of Rays of light of a particular density (as not all lights have the same density as averse to intensity) when beamed on one's finger nails could read thoughts and play a video of the activities in the spiritual world of all individuals or of those from related families or endeavors, or those present at specific places when connected radiologically to a RADIAL OR "SUBSTANCELESS CIRCUIT" wherever they were at anytime by a principle called STAGGER MATHEMATICS and monitored what they did in the spirit world and recorded them in a movie, as clear as the world at noon day. When she made her invention known to the Physics Panel, she was advised not to show it to anyone, remunerated and encouraged, while it was improved upon. The information was kept secret. For more than seven years, records of people's spiritual activities, like raping people's wives and daughters spiritually, stealing milk from people's fridges or their goods and making businesses go bankrupt, stealing money and ripping apart and eating or selling body parts, trading in all these virtues were recorded and kept secret. Even the chief scientists who did this work noticed that those who engaged in this silly lifestyle were always the most unlikely people. Finally, the film, called FORENSIC STYLES was played publicly after 2,564, 862 million* people were caught ex-handed. They were all summarily executed on Applents' Day in Dark August, and the said man was among.


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