finally, Locus and lotus

Then the text stopped, no longer live typing, tele-writing. What, my laughter was a sign of stop communication? No way. Even in the Twenty-third century, a laughter won’t become so opposite in meaning.

The old text had a part that I had not read. So after making sure the dialog was no longer on, I read those text.

I am a reader of my own creation. As I read on, I had this feeling and could not help thinking alongside.

I shall be writing all these? Can I? It looks like I can't. How could I ever have written this content...

Strange events aligning. Consciously making my day. Cross-time one-to-one dual-locale but one domain -- me !

Self.

Align back to me. A loop, at a locale, mine and his. Of course I will focus on this locale, locus.

Locus. The place. Maybe even the name of the robot, infant robot.

Then I caught sight of the name of the character. What ?! It’s the same as my idea just a second ago! Guess what...

Locus.

It seems as soon as I thought of something, it appears on this text. I stopped thinking, but then my mind had the visual image of this piece of text on the screen of my laptop, with a logo of an apple taken a first bite. Apple... tempting, which had tempted Adam and Eve...

a Dame’ve

I looked back at the screen. The text read ‘lotus’.

Oh my my! I can’t fool this text, can I? Just then in my mind I really thought of something botanical, the lotus, not a Dame’ve. The text got it right.

Look here. Locus. There, Lotus.