Sunday, 2 November 2025

Riga Command

 

Riga Command

It was flight time. Riga wore a black and yellow sports top with dark green combat trousers. Riga flew her craft in a straight line to see what the maximum speed was. She advanced the large single silver throttle forwards. It had a large degree of movement and was shaped like a big cock. Her viewing window was open. Outside was black space. A void of nothing. Stars glittered in clear form. Not inhibited or enhanced by any atmosphere. They were as they were. Of course, they were old. If a star was five light years away then that was what she was seeing now. How it looked five light years ago. Her flying disc advanced rapidly. The stars moved on by increasing speed. Her craft was propelled by a fusion reactor drive. The control was all the way forward. A simple display of numbers hovered in front of Riga. Like a fancy hologram. It was the velocity calibrated to miles per hour. The numbers were light blue. Different coloured stars were shifting along. Like marbles brushed away. On and on the craft went. Was there no top speed? She was at half-light speed now! Riga shrieked and clapped her hands. This was awesome! The stars were now like lines. White red yellow even green lines on the blackness of space. She needed to be careful not to hit any debris. Imagine hitting a comet or asteroid! Her protective shields were up but they were not bullet proof. Meaning not one hundred percent protective. No system was. A sense of velocity was now there. There was no acceleration. Just lights whizzing past. That was enough. Riga crossed light speed and kept on going. She was far away from Earth. The Sun was smaller. How much faster could she go? Should she wait and see or was this enough? Well Riga? How fast is fast enough? Just a bit more…

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New BPO job

 

New BPO job

And so I left my call centre job after my ex-galfriend turned cold on me. She went Full No Contact on me. She told me a list of things: stop sending me many messages, stop looking for me on lunch dinner break, do not ever ask me again if she misses what we did together before (she threatened to report me to HR on this, I must respect her decision to be away from me, do not pester her to add me again on FB/IG, her middle daughter said don’t ever go to their house again, it ended with my ex blocking my accounts. This was a few weeks Meta took them all offline due to erotic writing content. We tried to be friends and failed. It was due to her coldness, enforced rules, no personal talk, no time together, no flirting and more. She left me Nov 4 2012. I gave several resignation letters in. Some I withdrew early on. The last pushed thru and I left the company in Oct 2013. Almost a year after she left me. We sadly failed at friends. I’m fed up of reaching out to her and feeling depressed much of the time. She was one I wanted to keep hold of. We both failed here. Too many issues and no tissues. Now I’m struggling to move on. Being out of there helps as old memories aren’t triggered. Yet I miss her hugely. I listed her as a reference on my CV/resume. Was she called from my new job and did she give me a good reference? I got into one of my moods. I finally deleted her numbers for good so I cannot text her when I’m upset or down. She blocked them both and never replied or took my calls. I’ve only her email. This she ignores. An old work mate knows of us and speaks to her. Ask her to unblock my numbers and contact me I told him. He never replied back so I deleted his number. I deal with all this crap by writing. I’ll focus on my new job and never ever be involved with a gal in work. Our key differences are she is a great critical thinker and I’m happy go lucky. This tore us apart I think after her dad died then she found she was ill. I wish she had turned to me instead of pushing me away. My trust for her is in bits yet my love remains the same. I ask my Mother Goddess to delete my feeling for her. I will move on yet always be affected by events. Always touched by our love and what we did and where we went, always hurt by her leaving me and how she changed and how we failed at friends. I do not think this is the end. Just a pause. We will continue sometime in the future. In this life or the next. I wish Riga love light and blessings always. I’m grateful for the love created and how we succeeded. On a whole it was not a failure as we created love. Even if it ended badly. Riga was my biggest ever call centre story. For that I am eternally grateful.

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Wednesday, 29 October 2025

Riga Welcome Home/Fin Fitted

 

 

 

Riga Welcome Home/Fin Fitted


In her dream Riga flew to the other side of forever. Past the beginning of the galaxy. She wanted a new fin fitting. Not for the additional flight performance. No, because her ship would look absolutely bloody cool. That was why. Unlike Juniper’s Daughter who settled for what was here, Riga wanted the vessel complete. In time she would get the messaging thing fixed too. For now, she concentrated on the missing tail. Riga smiled and sat back in the pilot’s seat. Yes, it would look good. I’m not called Riga for nothing. I will get a new fin made and fitted. The witch would fully approve. There was a problem with all this. How would Riga contact the aliens who would make a new fin?

 

Riga already had the answers. Juniper’s Daughter had taught Riga the basics of witchcraft. It was only simple stuff. Yet that didn’t matter. A simple spell or a complete one with a complicated nine stage ritual lasting three days had the same rules. It was the intent and delivery. Riga was a critical thinker. The witch knew that this was the main skill behind spell work. Critical thinking led to focus and the use of one’s own will. This would help guarantee the spell succeeded.

 

Riga had parked her flying saucer at the dark side of the Moon. She listened to David Bowie on a small stereo. On a small writing pad, she wrote down the aim of her spell. That was to find and contact the original builders of the flying disc. Find them then contact. The contact part would include a Hello and introduction. And then her reason for contact. You were the ones who built this disc. I need a new vertical tail fitting and also the long-distance communications array re-installing. Then the craft would as original as built. Riga drank some red wine and ate bread with cheese. She worked on a rough version of the spell. It was to the point and she believed it would work. She put Bowie’s album tracks on random play and kept editing. After two hours the spell was done. More bread and cheese filled her up. She held off on more wine and had a coffee in a large pint cup. Finally, the spell was finished.

 

Riga finished eating, went to the small bathroom and showered and changed into denim shorts and a pink vest top. Her nipples peeked through the material. She was barefoot. Feeling refreshed she re-read the spell. It was a good one and made sense to her. Would it work? She meditated for thirty minutes and set her intent. The witch taught her this but it was already part of critical thinking.

 

Now Riga did her spell. No need for a delay. She got right on with it. She lit some candles and turned the music lower. Then worked through her four-step spell. It took two hours. A long time for a simple spell! When it was done Riga went to the pilot’s seat and fell asleep.

 

She dreamt of aliens. Some were very clear others appeared to be shape shifters. Were they all the same or different? Time would tell. As it would if they contacted her. Upon waking eleven hours later Riga and her craft were not alone. Parked next to her was another vessel! Her viewing screen had been left open. She saw an identical flying saucer like hers. Goodness me, look at that! Riga thought. It was the same except for two things. At the back on top was a large vertical fin. Just in front of it was a small bump. She knew that was the missing antennas for the comms system. Look at it. Wow. My ship was once like that. Will they heed my request and fix mine up like theirs? I hope so!

 

Suddenly, a dull red light emerged from the other craft. Within it was a small three-foot-tall grey alien. It appeared sexless and wore not clothes or space suit. It waved at her. Riga waved back. Could it see her, she wondered? The alien pointed at itself then at her craft. It wanted to come aboard. The light and alien were now outside her viewing window. Riga nodded her head and said yes. The red light and alien vanished from outside in space. And appeared right next to her! Hi, said the alien. Not as words but inside her head. Thank you for calling us. How may we help you?

 

Riga was shocked and stuck for words. The alien helped her. It’s ok Riga. Simply think in words or pictures. We cannot speak so talk this way. My name is Aeeon. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Riga nodded and smiled. She started to speak then stopped. The conversation continued in her head. Thank you for visiting me Aeeon. Yes, I want my ship to be like yours. The witch Juniper’s Daughter gave me the ship. She was recalled by her mother Juniper. She said the ship is missing a tail and communication antenna. I want them both installing so it appears like when it was built. Would you do that for me?

 

The alien thought for a minute. Yes, we can do that. It’s easy to do. We simply fit a new fin and antenna. The communication system is the same but has been upgraded compared to the one fitted here. Your ship is old. How old Riga asked? Very old but we do not measure time like you do. For us time is multi-dimensional. We can go anywhere in it. Think of a fish in water. Your ship of three point two million years old. Yet it has not aged due to how we and the ship experiences time. Did you read the operating manual? Riga nodded. Near the back it explains that. Read that part again so you will be fully aware of it. She nodded. I will re-read it. It takes some getting used to, the differences in time. Of how you and I see or experience it. Yes, it does, that is right. However, Riga it’s just another way of doing things. You will quickly understand it. What of the fin and antenna? Yes, my friend, we will do that for you. Our ship yard is at the far end of the galaxy. We can take you there and do the repairs. Or I have a different suggestion. I can simply give you my ship. As you can see, it has both the fin and the long-distance communication system fitted. That system works the same as your spells by the way. It bypasses time and distance. What you on Earth call real time. Magic is the basis of the antenna array. It sends a spell out and gets a reply immediately. By giving you my craft, you don’t need to go to our yards. What do you want to do?

 

Riga was lost in thought. A radio system based on spells and magic. How cool was that? Why hadn’t Juniper’s Daughter mentioned it? And why had it been removed? I’d like to see the shipyards though. It would be super cool to see where these ships are made. But to have Aeeon’s craft. To be given that right now. That’s absolutely awesome! I will swap mine for his. Riga composed herself and thought what to tell the alien.

 

Ok Aeeon. As much as I want to see your ship yards, I think it will be easier to simply swap vessels. Is that ok? And the magic based communication system is just cool. Aeeon raised both hands in agreement. That’s fine Riga. We can swap ships and you have your own updated vessel. It has a recently overhauled reactor. Your own ship’s reactor would need an overhaul in ten thousand years. We can do that early. We will still do the other repairs. Yes, Juniper’s Daughter had the fin removed to limit flight performance. Plus the comms system too. Being a witch, she never needed to use it. Had both systems been left in place, if her main enemy Satan had captured the ship, it would’ve been harder to stop. The flight performance with the fin fitted is excellent. Much better compared without it. You will see that. And the magical system was very like her own personal magical skills. Both would level the playing field and make Satan more dangerous. So they were removed. The Devil only came close once to capturing her craft. That’s a different story. When you see the witch, you can ask her about that. As she gifted the ship to you, these systems will make you more dangerous. As you do not have her full magic or spell work skills, the communication system will allow you to bypass that. If you use it against Satan, he will have a very bad day!

 

All of this was a lot to take in. Riga was lost in thought for many minutes. She nodded and spoke out loud. Yes, I will take your ship. Please transfer my things over. My clothes and few possessions I brought aboard. Going back to telepathy, she thanked the alien and said she needed more time to think. To put all of this in order and understand it. This was another step in her route to taking over doing Juniper’s Daughter’s job. Riga was only a mortal woman. Yet she was the most powerful human that had ever existed. With magic skills, a fully operational flying disc and a new alien friend and ally. If that wouldn’t make Satan shudder, nothing would.

 

Here Riga. Let me show you a video of our home planet and ship yards. Call it a history tour. Then you understand and know how our ships are grown. They’re not built. As they are biotic, they are half alive. Not made in factories but grown. Like a life form. Here, watch this. The alien held out a hand and a white light was projected onto the wall where the vision window had been. Riga saw a large gas type planet. It had five different sized moons. Between moon number two and the planet was the ship yards. The alien zoomed in and there before her, Riga saw small craft the same as theirs. There were thousands of them. Other vessels of different shapes were there too. Some were complete while others were missing parts or had internal structure visible. The video went on and on. It showed everything. Now Riga understood. Aeeon told her, we build vessels for most of the galaxy. Yours’ is just one example. We are a global collective of beings. We live in peace and harmony. Now you know Riga. Welcome to the global galactic community. Now you understand. You are part of this and always will be. As are all the other people on Earth. Riga exclaimed that she never ever knew this. She started to cry. I never knew any of this. Never ever knew. Not ever. Now you do Riga. Don’t worry my friend. Welcome home…

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