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"Mortgage One's Soul"
Mircea Dan
Day 1, Part 2 A - The Message

            What a foolish?!? So far I've never had any direct communication from the center. Normally, I should have seen Francis’s face, which had a rough, intelligent poop after him, and ordered "butt movement" to the center because… They found me a flight...
            Well, but what is happening to me?!? I found who to download my nerves... In fact, why should they blemish? They are simple executioners...
            Mechanically he activating the biometroscope and "open" message: "The application to participate in the zero degrees pilot test was processed. Tomorrow morning, you’re invited to the center for the start the test. In case of non-appearance, it will be considered that you are no longer interested in and the request will be invalidated.".
With each passing word, he felt the thrill of joy flooding his body and, when he finished, he jumped into a pirouette of ecstasy.
            It’s over with my vegetal status!" It’s over with the monotony of the life of transport pilot! Now I have the right to live my life as I wish, he thought, and jumping into a new pirouette, blowing the air with his fist.
But, suddenly, he lost all enthusiasm of before. Or, at least to live differently… But how will it be?!? And I have to go… Tomorrow… With what I was doing until now what is happened?!? But, I’m still ready for this?!?! Waves, waves of questions that made him forget to breathe…
            Calm, calm! He said initiating deep breaths of calming…
            Confused... Yes, that's what I feel now... Order! Yes... That's what I need now, order! Yes, now I need some time to put my life in order... I can't just go, he thought relatively scared. And, like I don’t feel so ready for this test... Panic?!?
            Then he thought for the first time, after a long time, to the danger of failure. Yes, if he failed to pass the test… Somewhere, when he enrolled in the test, he promised to the Holy Deities that it would be his last attempt to do something… And his head became hotter... Lungs forgot again to serve him…
            He felt like he was suffocating with emotions and he sinks into his chair… But it not last too long… Suddenly stood up and began to walk madly through the room… Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts… His memories were the sole element that could be focused… And began to review the events, as he remembered…
            Immediately after submitting the application, he began physical and mental training in order to maximize his chances to become "zero pilot". But soon, the routine intervene, then the feelings that the application will never be processed, that his dossier will never be accepted... And so... He had given up training and hope to get there where he wanted.
            Logically, think disappointed, I’m the embodiment of the unlucky one on this earth... As underlined methodically Thank, every time he had the opportunity. But, all that he had learned from personal development emphasized the opposite: "You are what you truly believe yourself that you are!". And he had passed over many taking into consideration that he is and what he is…
            But did he ever know who he is?!? Or to decide who is it?!?" It was always what was required to be, what it was necessary to be, so… About the real he was never talking… Whether it was about activity, about the job or about his relationship with those around, known or soulful people … Ohhh, complicated. Really, why complicate me so much?" And go into cyclical reasoning...
            Whether I leave or not, I need to solve everything before that. The first thought that he got was about… The Pub… To meet anyone and to drink something fine, how much he can… No, Ema not! I don't want to give him the bad news of departure… She’ll stand and wait… Or she enjoys sincere, as she was doing every time they lived something assimilated to an accomplishment … But I’m able to see her, for how much time, full of love?!? Oh no! I'm not in the mood for that love now!
            Something specific, something concrete! I must find something! Yes, the most urgent would be the civic duty. If I decide to go to the test, it is possible to may not participate with this duty active... Or, at least, that's what I believe… And I'll not have too long to work. I only need to close legislative lines.
            Request for the list of legislative points to study and become horrified how much he had to do. Many of the items were imperative and had to give solutions.
            It was normal, as long as he always chooses the optional solutions... The easiest to resolve, only the least time-consuming… It’s over with my way to Pub! Only if I manage to finish by nightfall. That’s what I need if I didn't think so far!
            And start to work. It passed quite quickly over a large part of the legislative elements inserted for the public’s analysis. For some of them, he had no problems with their understanding and even sent some amendments but others require quite a lot of clarifications and data analysis...
            He reached the last point, the maintaining the mandate of the current representative. There were only relatively few points of the analysis of his activity, so he reconfirmed it until next month. Ohhh, not even retain his name … And he reconfirms it of how much time until now?!? What does it matter…
            Immediately after the confirmation gesture, the display showed: "The minimum civic duty accomplished. Biom data confirms an advanced degree of fatigue. The civic duty activity may not be continued! Thank you!".
            And terminal enters in screen saver mode... A wonderful mountain view, full of life, with a gorgeous waterfall that slowly evolves into a holographic projection. The sourness of the water gave him chills, decoupling him from the straining state. But he didn’t spend much time in the relaxation state because the questions began to flow more strongly than the holographic waterfall…
            If I engage to test, it might not have active civic list. You must be domiciled stable in a  constituency 25 days of 30 to have a civic duty... As though so I remember. Anyway, it’s better than I will not have any problem until then.
He felt as tired as well so bored. It was late at night. Order the closing of the communications terminal and the biom. What do I do now?
            It’s as if it's not worth going up to Pub. I'd better get some rest. The night is a good counselor and if I decide to go to the test I’ll have to be rested. I hope it’ll be well...
            After all, I haven't even been able to do something for me. The day went away and I... What have I done? Anyway, I left like this another time, out of hand, without having been prepared for it. Automatic hygiene systems have done their duty. The same work with automatic payment systems. Why am I so worried?
            In a short time, felt the initial confusion. It’s not good. Maybe I should use biomis?!? He has never been able to understand why this name has been chosen... Biomis from biom beside the letters "i" and "s"... Biom from biometroscope, "i" from individual and "s" from support...
            I've always hated to be controlled. What would I do that now? And, as a matter of fact, I do not even know what mood to set the biomis belt. Really, why didn't they name it the "robot’s belt", or something similar?!? I’d better use my “personal biomis”. I’m sure I have a fine drink, a rainbow in the palate and fireworks on the sky of the skull, as Ema called his preferred alcoholic beverage.
            Ohhh, why did I think of Ema again? Last night’s meeting didn’t go too well. Why does she not understand that I’m not ready for a relationship as she wants?!? She still keeps pressing it with their purpose, with the fact that the years pass and so… Reasons for a housewife, she thought often said without having the courage to convey her what he thought.
            Confused, disappointed, he headed to his bar, mechanically filled a glass with his famous drink and sank into his armchair. He drank a mouth of drink and, in an effort to enjoin, threw back his head, savoring the flavors of the drink, strolling his contents prolonged through his mouth.
            Rainbow on the palate... Hmmm, true. But the sky skull thing doesn’t really work. Maybe it’s from fatigue, who knows?!?
            It wouldn’t have been bad if he’d been with Ema. To give him her advice or a hug, to thin his thoughts or to banish them... Her smell, touching her skin, had something magnificent, as reassuring as stimulating... Yes, now it seemed sorry that the Ema wasn’t in his arms…
            He hit an imaginary glass, of Ema, and said: "The Divine Power be with you, my dear Ema! I hope you find someone to replace me in your heart. It would be a shame to torture you with me forever! Especially if I take the test and I will go to all kinds of training schools or what follows"…
            These thoughts attract sorrows to him and demanded more depressed state. Ema, Ema, Ema... My wonderful girlfriend... Ada, Ada, Ada... My lovely nightmare... Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts... Ema, Ada, Ema, Ada...
What have you Holy Power with me, that I remembered of Ada?!? Ema, it wasn’t enough for me?!?
            Yes, Ada is the one who once told him that he would have had a rescue if he was involved in a more active life than the transport pilot life. Even she had just "turned the knife in the wound" by telling him that the waves of hormones and habits that kept him a prisoner in love with her would easily find "replacements" in adrenaline and what might emerge from the madness of life of the zero pilots… And, thanks to Thank, she knew exactly what she was saying, but without being able to give him exact details on what her reasoning was based on…
            Yes, her everlasting mercy towards a man who loved him, as she always emphasized, to a man who deserved much more than a materialistic and calculated person as she is… Her words?!? He had characterized her much more aggressive, much more demeaning…
            Why shouldn’t cry me about my pity?!? What should she, the one who turned him into a dead alive, in a body with the soul prisoner, far off, together with Ada?!? Yes, from she leaves everything… From she, he ever not managed to find herself in the arms of any women… And she always came to him… To love, to feel true love… And, every time, he does not refuse in any way to relive the wonder of the moments in her arms…
            But it hasn't happened for a long time… How much?!?
            His thoughts become routed without logic, for too long, and he tired quickly. Neither the effort of ordering, nor the breaking of the surrounding world by closing his eyes and wandering through the desired places, nor the forehead massage, doesn’t help him... And fall asleep...


            Hint: 5. You have to deal with a  "sequence" in which no more choices appear (and there will be many such pages)... However you will need to use the link  "Continue" to go further !

Dorin M - November 20, 2017

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                 Dear readers in English,
            Using existing methods of translation (for the Romanian language) have still large gaps, so I proceeded to an effort to achieve, if possible, its translation (and its adaptation) for you. I apologize for the many mistakes but I am sure that my effort gives better results than existing translation engines.
            In addition, your effort to correct this text with your translations are welcome but I cannot reward your efforts, just only with mere mention of your aid, in bottom of text, where it was given and, why not, in the future, you may have a possible material reward, if my adventure will be financially successful.
            Thanks for your understanding (and help, if possible),
            Dorin M

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