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Short story with dialogues, 1534 words, 19 pages, January 2019, text and illustration by Martin Ritzinger, self published, out of print

Circle of expectation

One gate opens for the angle-area of twenty-four potentials in this Universal Circle’s time-space. While Harrisonstompa Alimane is crossing the sill of his gate, two more gates are inviting Heltin Do’moore and Diacheek Glitterrobin to cross their sills too. Heltin transparizes inside the cloud that embraces her sill. Diacheek is seemingly pulled through a state of transparency that encloses his sill.

Rope of Sand

After four more potentials of time-space have gone by, the Second inner handshake is celebrated by Heltin Do’moore and Coogruela McDoth. The Second inner handshake being born inside the Universal circle is called “Heltin Do’moore to Coogruela McDoth greeting.” The First inner handshakes encourages his sibling to reflect across the Universal circle’s central cipher too.

Cipher

“In expectation and pleasant anticipation I ask you, who is called the Second inner handshake, to declare your identity under addition of arguments!”

The Second inner handshake (by Coogruela McDoth and Heltin Do’moore)

“At the beginning of every cycle stands the expectation of death to die and life to live. The new born life’s spring is fulfilled with bonding friendships and singing paeans of praise about every birth. My first balance is called Bumblebee-yellow. Life’s adolescence roams through all living potentials. It is competing with other living potentials by by rerouting flows of living potentials but also by building bridges across living potentials. My second balance is called Kelly-green. In the third quarter of its own cycle, the chants of Life about its bridges and flows sound majestic, wise and authentic. With decreasing acceleration the community of all flows of living potentials is growing older. As the ringing of the bells is stretched to infinity, the community of flows of living potentials is getting aware of its own self. A stable and discrete character observes the boring infrastructure of flows and bridges through mirrors of imagination and insight. My third balance is called cinnamon-brown. As the fading Whiteness pacifies the songs of appraisal, Deaths are born and all living potentials fall asleep. By dreaming, the living potentials feed the Universal Circle with their knowledge about life, paeans of praise, flows and bridges. Everyone’s closed circle is a White outside the circle of colours. But every closed circle is a boundary full of sleeping imaginations and eventually likely to be born dreams. My fourth balance is called snow-white.”