AND if the backup computer became damaged it would fall off the table and right into the healing pool, thus automatically regenerating itself, and thus automatically regenerating the main room again as well from the copy stored in the backup computer which can never be destroyed because it’s over the healing pool, and if you try and destroy the healing pool one if not both of the computers would regenerate it anyway.
The only way to destroy everything was to destroy both computers and the healing pool at the same time, but since I didn’t tell anyone about the backup they would never know to do this. Of course, just in case, I made a door for the healing pool room that was indestructible and would automatically close within one-millionth of a second if I pushed the panic alarm (which then, of course, had to be wired into every room along with the panic buttons themselves) or the door would close the millisecond any damage occurred to the main computer. There was also a super-secret third computer which I hooked up to the back of the back up in the healing pool room.
I then instructed the blue wall (which is the actual walls of my mind, the whole room is my mind if that makes any sense) to reach out and absorb the third computer. To hide it somewhere, and this was just between me and him. And the blue wall reached out like the blob and took the third computer and stuck it somewhere. I honestly really don’t know where it went. But I do think it’s part of the reason I can still remember these events today.
After I had explained the helmet of knowledge to Mr. Green and Adolph they placed me under again to try out the helmet and the instructor begins again. When I open my eyes the man with the white hair asks how I feel and my response I think was something like “It’s all so simple, it’s all so clear now!”.
They immediately take me outside to the range and I remember walking to the 100-yard marker, loading my pistol and firing the entire clip in rapid succession, unload the clip remove the last cartridge from the chamber and placed them both on this little stand next to the marker. Mr. Green and Adolph start walking toward the target and tell me to follow.
They are walking so fast that I have to hurry as to not walk too far behind. As I look ahead there is a man in a baby blue lab coat already up there looking at it. When we get there they stop in front of the target and I cannot see what I had hit.
They part and Mr. Green says “That’s better but I want that hole the size of a f*cking dime! why isn’t that hole the size of a f*cking dime?” and I look at the target and there is a hole right in the middle of the red dot on the forehead a little larger than the size of a quarter (almost enveloping the entire red dot). As I am looking at the target I stand tall and stick my chest out. I have no idea exactly what I said but I just seemed to flow out of me without me thinking about it. I said something like “a non-uniformity in the casing of the bullet of one-thousandth of an inch in combination with as little as a thousandth of a gram of powder deviation per cartridge results in friction loss and deviance of muzzle velocity and this when multiplied over a distance of 100 yards the result is a deviation of the projectiles path of 1/8 of an inch up to 3/4 of an inch depending on air temperature and wind velocity at the time of discharge, SIR.”
Again I have no idea what exactly came out of my mouth but it was the physics equations the man in the baby blue lab coat was trying to teach me in the classroom. “Go back and get your gun” the man with the white hair instructed me. And as I am jogging back to the marker I look back over my shoulder I see them talking. I feel nervous, I get my gun and run back. As I arrive I hear them laughing but as I get closer the laughing stops. Mr. Green tells me I have shown improvement and he sends me home for the night.
I can tell he was pleased. What I didn’t know at the time was the helmet of knowledge turned out to be a major breakthrough. After that anything they wanted to put into my head, they could now do directly into the core of my brain with ease. They even got me a black leather recliner to lay in when I was laying in the one in my mind using the helmet of knowledge.
Run like a cheetah – After they got me the chair, I was a different person. It’s difficult to explain, but until then, all the experiments and all the training was like walking in a dream.
Whatever they told me to do I would just not questioning it at all. Not thinking, just doing.
Now for some reason, it was like riding in someone else’s body. If that makes any sense?
Seeing what’s happening yet you cannot move. Being sort of aware of what’s happening, yet having no control to stop it. When they told me to do something I would object but have no control to do anything about it. On the inside somehow I would be screaming “NO, you bastards I won’t do it” but couldn’t stop my self.
I would raise my arm and fire the pistol anyway, or crush the skull of a cat with my bare hand that was a hydraulic vice with unlimited power. If that makes any sense. I don’t know exactly what they did to me, but I remember suddenly being able to “run as fast as a cheetah“, as fast as I needed to run. Being able to “leap like a gazelle” and easily being able to traverse any obstacle with ease. Having the feeling of being a “puma” as I stalked my victim with patience, stealth, and cat-like reflexes, totally camouflaged in the tall grass yet patiently waiting for the moment to pounce. Of course, also being able to “climb like a monkey.” Any object, no matter how tall or smooth, I can figure a way to get up there.
Without any hesitation and without any fear.