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Get ready for the greatest humor riddled epic satire of all time... No, that ain't it... Cowboys in Space! hmmm... they don't wear cowboy hats?! Ahhh... Cowboy is a state-of-mind. Ever wonder what our world is deep down, really truly like? Well, right now, and light years away, exists the Quantum civilization that has come of age, after running the gauntlet of ecological collapse. Now, it is the Quantums duty to bring the option of balance to their neighboring planet inhabitants. Teach the "Spirit of Life". Little do the Quantums know that getting mixed up in the affairs of money grubbing weasels, the Strokes and the Imeons, will lead them into the depths of genetic experimentation, sexual perversion, a mind-blowing war with gigantic GMO creatures, and the potential of turning their "Spirit of Life" ethics into ground meat death. Oh... and GOD shows up. Tells the Quantums about the dark evil secret coming from outside. Another mission for the Quantums. Time to Cowboy Up! This epic story is not "Star Trek" or "Star Wars". It's the "Lay of the Land"! Happy Trails.

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Publié par	First Edition Design Publishing
Date de parution	20 mai 2015
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781622878864
Langue	English

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Lay of the Land

Written By
Paul Garmisch

First Edition Design Publishing
Sarasota, Florida USA
Lay of the Land
Copyright ©2015 Paul Garmisch

ISBN 978-1622-878-86-4 EBOOK

April 2015

Published and Distributed by
First Edition Design Publishing, Inc.
P.O. Box 20217, Sarasota, FL 34276-3217
www.firsteditiondesignpublishing.com

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CHAPTER ONE

In the Beginning

You're at home, all snuggled up in your warm cozy bed and drifting comfortably to sleep. Dream world is your next scheduled stop. A voice enters your mind. The voice is calm and peaceful, it has a slight drawl, and sounds like it belongs to a regular kind of guy. A regular guy from say, Chicago -- or Brooklyn.
"Hi, how ya doin'? Relax -- stay asleep. I wanna show ya this place. It's a place where a bunch of humanoids live. Some of 'em are a lot like you -- and ya should take a look at their story. It's a planet story. There's all kinds of planets. You're even a planet."
"Here's the scoop. A planet's a celestial body that revolves around a star. The word planet comes from a Greek word meaning wanderer. So -- I'm gonna show you a place where a bunch of heavenly bodies wander around a bright light. No, it's not a strip joint. It's about life -- and instincts."
Then the voice humdrums as if he already knows exactly what you're thinking. "I know -- I know -- ya don't want ta get preached to. If ya wanted ta get preached to, you'd go ta church, right? Tough,” he says bluntly.
"Who am I, you ask? Can't tell ya. There's rules. Just think of me as your introductory guide. You need ta know this stuff so you can understand the lay of the land. So relax. Grab a bowl of dream world popcorn or take a leak or do whatever ya got ta do so you can pay attention, 'cause I'm gonna give it to ya short and sweet."
"Time for a ride. A ride to this place I wanna show ya. It's about 1800 light years from earth. I'll drive. You watch the show. And don't get all bunched up about cruisin' in your birthday suit. I'll take care of ya."
With a blink, you ascend from earth, hurl out of the solar system and travel toward the center of our Milky Way Galaxy. In less than a minute, thousands of stars whisk by. Some of the stars have systems of lifeless planets orbiting their glow -- while other stars burn alone. Your course spears through nebulas and other interstellar clouds of colorful gas and dust. In front of you, the hub of our Galaxy draws rapidly near. Starlight becomes intense. Your travel speed slows as you approach what appears to be an orphan planet, looming by itself against a backdrop of brightly shining stars. The planet gets closer and closer and its size grows beyond comprehension. You stop before it.
"We're here,” says your guide. "The place is inside. What you're lookin' at is the outside of an asteroid sphere. It's like a bubble. A bubble made out of trillions of individual asteroids that are stabilized by a magnetic field. The same kind of magnetic field a planet has, except the field lines don't go from North to South Pole through its center, like a planet. With the asteroid sphere, the field lines follow the inside and outside of the sphere's wall because this thing is hollow. Asteroids on the outside travel with the field lines to the North Pole -- get sucked into the North Pole -- and then travel with the field lines on the inside of the wall to the South Pole -- where they get sucked back out. The wall is thick -- 16,000 kilometers thick. And the asteroids are dense. So dense, almost nothin' can get through the wall. We're goin' in."
With a blink, you're inside the asteroid sphere, hovering next to its rocky inner wall, and a breathtaking sight greets you. A vast, spectacular solar system is encased inside the asteroid sphere. The solar system has two suns and 116 planets that are in various stages of maturity. Colors of the planets fill the spectrum, some still glow as a cooling core of energy and many have rings that add to the visual display. Thin asteroid fields belt five interior orbits. Large crystalline structures drift through open space, sparkling light from their faceted faces. Ribbons of thin metallic tinsel wave and twinkle in planet size clusters. Cosmic rays dance around the system, moving brilliant colors through particulates and gases. An eerie glow reflects from the inner wall of the asteroid sphere, but the glow comes solely from internal sources because the rocky bubble blocks all light coming from the outside universe.
The voice returns, "Cool place, huh? The planets here are in perfect symmetric orbits. It's kinda like the planets are attached to spokes of a wheel, and the spokes are connected to the asteroid sphere, with the twin suns acting as a rotating hub. The solar system and the asteroid sphere spin as one unit. Thirty-two of these planets have living biospheres, and some of 'em have creatures like you. Humanoids -- eleven different types. Come on. I wanna show ya a few of 'em."
You fly quickly along the inner edge of the asteroid sphere and toward a huge concentration of massive, colorful, sparkling crystals. As you approach the spectacle, your guide explains, "Dead ahead is the Yuppix crystalline structure complex. This is the largest crystal field in the solar system. The reason it's here is because the field sits directly below the negative pole of the asteroid sphere. There's lots of food for crystal growth here. The food comes out of the negative pole, and the crystals gobble it up."
You enter the field. The crystalline structures vary in size. Most of them are big -- very big -- some spanning thousands of kilometers. Their outer edges are irregular, but they all have an open snowflake like form that is made up of individual glassy crystals that are water clear, or of primary colors.
"I gotta tell ya about crystalline structures,” says your guide. "These things grow by absorbing elements from space, and they're not fussy about where they get the elements. They'll even eat whole asteroids or spacecraft. Anything with elements that can crystallize is fair game. They absorb, take what they want and spit the rest away, like a metabolic organism, but the things are pure crystal. Crystalline structures catch stuff ta eat by releasing entrapment growth when a meal touches or smashes through their snowflake structure. The entrapment growth can grow pretty fast too. Fast enough ta snatch an asteroid that's wingin' through 'em at 50,000 kilometers per hour or so."
"There's Yuppix,” says the voice as you enter a void in the field of crystalline structures. In the center of the void, a huge planet spins on a horizontal axis. Twelve moons orbit above the planet's equator -- at an equal distance from the planet's surface -- and equally spaced around the circumference of the planet -- as if the planet were a hub of a wheel with the moons attached to its spokes. The planet has a vertically thick, dirty brown atmosphere, which appears polluted from hundreds of smoking volcanos that polka-dot the globe. Blotchy grey ice caps blanket the poles. An ocean wraps three quarters of the planet's surface. The ocean covers only 20% of the globe and fills a continuous network of narrow trenches that look like cracks in dry clay. Half of the land is uplifted into dark, jagged mountains -- the other half is tan flatlands with black and purple braided flood plains.
Your guide drawls with a matter of fact tone, "It's a miracle Yuppix is a living planet. The twin suns are so far away that alone, they can only provide Yuppix with twilight. But Yuppix has no night. There's reflectors. Light continually bombards the planet from all directions -- light that's reflected off the crystalline structures. They work like mirrors, and on top of that, the larger crystals actually absorb light energy and then emit light beams from their facet points. Billions of these light beams hit Yuppix. You'll see 'em when we get down there."
You're suddenly startled, when from behind and below you, five black stingray-shaped objects streak past your location.
"Strokes,” the guide drawls with disdain as you watch the 60 meter long objects fly toward a Yuppix moon -- and as you realize that the objects are spacecraft. Your guide explains, "Those are Machos -- Stroke fighter craft. Strokes are humanoids -- sort of. Spoon fed to ya, Strokes are the bad guys. Their name says it all. They are Strokes -- people that are totally self-serving for their own approval and gain -- making their fortune from the lives and sweat of others. The Strokes got an empire -- an empire that wants the whole solar system. Equality means nothing to the Strokes, not even amongst themselves. As far as Strokes are concerned, most humanoids should be exterminated because they consume Stroke resources, unless, of course, the targeted people can be exploited in a more useful way, like for slavery."
"That's what happened here. The Imeons live here -- on Yuppix. The Strokes spared the Imeons from genocide for two reasons. First, the Imeons were physically and mentally the best humanoid species for the manufacturing work the Strokes needed done. And second, the Imeons agreed ta do it."
"In the beginning -- it was easy for the Strokes to turn the Imeons into slaves. All the Strokes had ta do was capitalize on capitalism by teaching the Imeons how to be capitalists with a growth based economy that had a leash on life that was regulated by a free enterprise government. Bottom line -- the St