Riga laser

Riga Laser 

Riga flew her ship on a deep space mission. She was a real astronaut. Going past the Moon and planets arcing diagonally away. A star chart plotted on the closed viewing window. This appeased two dimensional. She manipulated the control and it turned 3D. A weaving path through the stars at light speed. More changes and the map became a hologram in front of her. It was interesting. Many stars planets and systems hovering before her. She saw where she was going. A yellow ribbon illustrated her path. She zoomed in and saw her disc slowly moving along. Moving in more till she looked at her own silver ship as it really was. It looked like a brand new penny. Zooming out Riga noted the route and nodded. Her first trip away from Earth and it's system. Some of the other stars were different colours. One to her left was brought yellow. Over to her right was a dark red one. She knew this was down to the science and elements of their make up. It was simple school kids stuff that she remembered well. Of course it went far deeper. Nuclear fusion was the basis of all natural life. All of it including her. We were all star children..even the aliens. Riga turned off the map and got her journal. She was writing down random thought and poems. Maybe she would write a book when she got back. Or publish it. She was half and half on it. Riga had also been reading the ship's manual. She was interested in time travel. It was possible to visit the past. It was advanced science. Time space and motion. All science and maths. Travel to the future was more difficult. As that hadn't happened yet. The aliens would be the ones to ask on that. Those who has built this craft. She had visited the future. The witch had told Riga this. It was risky. Visiting the past was easier. Yet Riga was fascinated on the future. A decade ago she thought she would still be married and working in a call centre. Not becoming a soldier and then organized criminal. Not to mention meeting a witch and being given a flying saucer! And now whizzing out of Earth's solar system. Sone thing you just couldn't write. Suddenly an alert sounded and the star map reappeared. There was an object ahead of her. Riga told the ship to change course. She turned on the invisibility cloak and made the shields stronger. The object was made of metal and moving. It was either a metal asteroid or another ship! Riga turned her disc to be side on to it. Had she been spotted if it was a craft? She opened the viewing window and zoomed in where it was. At first she saw nothing. She tracked in more. There or was! A small dot. It was white and silver. It didn't look line a rock or chunk of metal. It had a certain symmetry. A point at one end and cut off back bit. Fancy that! Another ship. Riga was amazed but cautious. Now her speed matched it. She kept her laser on standby. I want to meet them. Yet I have to be careful. What if they abduct me and steal my ship? The witch would be mad! Riga did a quick protection spell. The little witch! On the screen the other ship got bigger. Riga slowed down and the distance closed. Tens of thousands of miles separated them but they rapidly closed. And there it was! Whoever owned or built it had done grand job. The vessel was two miles long and like a dart or triangle. Much bigger than her small saucer. Riga was to the right side of it. A third of a mile from the front. She went closer. Two hundred yards from it. She inched along and stopped by the large pointed nose. It was silver and white and metal. As her sensors had said. Just then a door opened on the side. They knew she was here! She made her ship visible. The door was hundred of feet wide. Riga pushed her control and flew inside the big craft. The hull was metres thick. It was heavy engineering. She was in a kind of huge bay or hangar. With a soft clunk she put down her landing skids and landed. She kept her shields up. What now? Do I go meet them? Riga the alien aboard an alien ship far from Earth. What had she gotten herself into? Just then a green coloured robot rolled into view. Here we go. Riga took readings of the other ships internal atmosphere. It was oxygen and there was gravity. Should she put on a suit? Fuck it! If I die so be it. I'll meet my dad then. Riga opened the door and jumped out. Hi there she said and waved. The robot said something and she stepped into the cool metal floor and followed it. Goodness me. What now?

nuclear style

Nuclear style 

Nuclear Style

Move to the country away from the city. A simple enough move. Fine as long as you have wifi for your net and work. You work as a free lance artist and game developer. It brings good money in. You did this since the mid 80s. Games and computers have changed so much since then. You still use old computers. Running games on Commodores, Spectrums, BBCs and more. A bit of history today. You check the wires are fine. Don't want to burn alive or get zapped! When the bombs fall you may survive. If the fall out radiates away from you. Russia's nuclear Russian roulette. You built a bomb shelter. Never thought you'd need it. But today's world is worse than the mid 80s. War games today are real. None of it is good. You write your games and programme your computers. Always with one eye on the news. Rush to your bomb shelter and lock the door. What will it be like if you survive? Emerging to what? A world ruined by black poisoned by radiation? This is what they wrote books about. What you make games about. What they make films about. This kind of war is cool I'm those genres. It's not cool in reality. Just remember the India/Pack nuclear was six months ago. It killed 37 million and polluted half the world. Life still goes on. Yet half the globe is poisoned and other wars erupt. How does it compare to your video games and computers programmer? If only this was a simulation. Putin unveiled three sets of weapons including missiles. Two sets are nuclear. It takes 32 seconds re-target a missiles system. A skilled operator can do it in 25 seconds. Your shelter is ready. Stocked with supplies. You can even work there. You have laptops and a computer. Plus power for three months. Will they or won't they push the button? Watch this space. To unwind you do so e artwork in CGI. It shows the end of the world. Nuclear style.

January Moving Myopia by Jimmy Boom Semtex

 Varied new poems/stories by Jimmy Boom Semtex. There are the usual cool flying and plane poems here.
There are erotic and romantic poems. These are both good and bad. Do you relate?
There is humour and sadness and madness. What you'd expect from JBS. Read on.

 

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1904390

 

 

Riga Sealion

Riga Sealion

Riga went to the planet where they made her disc. She flew a smaller disc. It was a single or two seater named Sealion. It was cool. You could call it a sports version. It was.modelled on the bigger disc but without many of the systems. This made it smaller and faster. The range and endurance was shorter due to  having a smaller reactor. The aliens right Riga how to manage the systems. Many were thought controlled with manual back up. It was made with ease of use on mind. The disc served as a personal or light transport. It could be used for going to meetings or to transport important objects. No matter how advanced a civilisation vehicles were still needed. This one was an example. It wasn't  age old like Riga's flying saucer. It was new build. The hull atoms were younger though they had almost infinite life. The craft was grown in the ship yards. Almost line a living entity. Half alive half machine. It could fly itself but there was something correct about carrying a passenger or crew. It's what vehicles did. Riga went for a test flight with an alien called Gerald. They circled the planet and it's moons. Nothing fancy just a chance to get to know the ship.  Riga out some Deep Purple and then Bathory on the digital control system. This functioned in all ways to control the ship. The aliens liked the music just fine! Flying far from Earth in an alien ship playing alternative music..it rarely got better than that. Riga nodded her head to the tunes and rolled the craft. They circled the purple moon and came back for another pass. She descended low over the surface watching the shadows cast by the triple suns. Then she climbed steeply up and whooped with joy. This was excellent! The music continued and so did their trip. The aliens would give Riga this little craft as a gift. They liked her spirit and we're close friends. The small gal had qualities the aliens possessed and admired. That was quite rare in humans. It was why they magically summoned her. And her she was. out their lasted disc. She was the first non-alien to have a go. She would give it a positive review! Riga the small gal now in a small flying saucer. How about that? Now it was time for Opeth...

Riga Light Climb a flying story

 

Riga Light Climb

Riga had her ship nose up. It was climbing steeply through a white hazy cloudy sky with little for reference except the bright light up ahead. The light of God or creation or Gridfire. Nose straight up climbing fast and hard. Like fucking. How she liked it! She was strapped into her flight seat with a small yet strong harness. Her left hand pushed the control forward and she increased the power. Haze and cloud sped passed her open viewing window. The light brightened. She imagined her father was there. Up ahead through the hazy cloud in and past the light. That's where her dad was! Riga shook her head and cleared it, wiped away tears. She focused and thought. Not now but later. I will see you later father and deal with these emotions. For now I will focus and fly. Fly to the light. Up and up faster and faster. She was doing one hundred thousand miles per hour in an atmosphere of helium gas. It was above a huge planet that should of combusted and made nuclear fusion to be a sun. Yet for some reason it hadn't. It was a beautiful massive gas giant. The atmosphere was immense thousands of miles high. The light she was speeding to. What was it? Was it Heaven? She would soon find out. She had to shield her eyes it was so bright. She tinted the window so it was easier to see. Surely, she should be in orbit now? Escape velocity. This sky was huge thousands of miles thick or high. How wide was the planet? The diameter must be immense. She brought up the computer and numbers appeared on her display. The blue figures spoke of an immense planetary body. Riga shook her head. That was the biggest damn thing in the galaxy! Fucking Hell. Suddenly she was free of the clouds haze and into the light. It was so immense. Beyond words. Her speed ceased or seemed too. The read out still said over 100k miles per hour. It was like she was stationery. And it never felt like she was sat on her back in a spaceship that was going up vertically. She'd reached escape velocity and was in space. Yet this space was so bright. She killed the power and the speed rapidly dropped off. Soon it hovered at zero. She stabilized and levelled the ship. Unfastening her harness she left her seat and went over to the viewing window. There the small gal was looking out at a huge bright white light. It wasn't painful to look at. There was no focal point. It was everywhere. Not like looking at the sun. And then she saw a figure. She thought it was alien first but the size was wrong. It came closer. Riga remained by the window. It was one way. Nobody could watch here. She drew a breath and flinched. The humanoid came closer. Till it was metres away. No longer hidden by the white light. No, it cannot be! My father. Oh, my goodness. My father. How can that be possible?! You died. That was over a year ago. Then I was ill and left my boyfriend as my fucking world collapsed. Then the crazy witch gave me her spaceship. All of this is insanity. This all must be a dream. Tell me it's a dream father. Am I asleep? No Riga. You are very much awake. You are far from Earth. This place exists in a different reality. Here things are simply different. It's good to see you. Please don't be sad or cry. All things will be ok. You will see. Have faith. You are a Light Worker with an important job to do. Please don't ever stop believing. I will always be with you and have your back. I will spend some time with you. Then you must return to where you came from. Don't cry Riga. It's all right. Tried me on this. I may have died but I am always with you and your sister and your daughters. You need to see them. They miss you. When you go back go and see them. It's important. Listen Riga, I have something important to tell you. Please listen to me closely my child...

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Riga Electric

Riga Electric

Riga flew her disc over a certain country. She had a job to do. There was a power station. It powered several weapons factories. Turn off the power and they couldn't make missiles or bullets. The power station was medium size with four generation points. It was duel fuelled. Oil provided the first line of use to turbines to produce electricity. If this system went out there was a back up coal system. Both were fully functional and tested. Riga knew that by taking out any part of this would render it inoperable. She hovered her flying saucer a thousand feet over the site. She was invisible. Her viewing window was open and she studied the facility. She powered up the laser and chose a cool looking pink beam. On the screen she placed a red target cross. She moved this with a small hand controller. With a single thought Riga made her craft visible. Now people would see her against the grey clouds. Am almost mirror like silver disc. Alien but oddly Earth like. She waited a few minutes to be noticed. Workers stood in the yard and pointed. Then she moved the cross over to the oil storage tanks. With a click of the control the laser fired once. An intense pink beam lit up the ground. Metal glowed orange then melted. Oil combusted and burst into flames. Bright yellow fire and black smoke coiled upwards. She fired again. An violent explosion collapsed three oil storage tanks. Burning oil spread over the yard. She fired again and moved the beam over to the turbines. There were eight in all. Laser energy illuminated the area. The roof fell in. Molten metal burned and the precision engineered turbines heated up and turned to useless junk. Intense temperatures melted the entire building. Smoke hid the destruction. Roaring flames sent workers running for their lives. Riga swept the laser over the coal warehouse. It set on fire. She burnt up the diggers and bulldozers that moved the coal. Finally she wiped out the offices and workers quarters. The power station ceased to exist. With no power the weapon factories were out of commission. They were too large to have a back up facility or generators. Next time Riga would burn up the production facilities. This was lesson number one for the corrupt war faring government. For now her job was done. She rubbed her hands and smiled. With a shove of the control she climbed vertically away. Nobody challenged her...

Riga Eat

 

Riga Eat

Riga flew her disc over to Manila. She heard that certain street food was the best. Her flight from Quebec to Philippines took an hour. She kept within the atmosphere. Here she watched the clouds as she flew through them in the daylight zones. For the last twenty minutes it was dark. Below she saw black ocean and stars above. Countless stars. One day she would visit them. Ahead and below Manila was coming into view. Thousands of coloured brought lights. Also like stars. White yellow orange red green. Some were on tell tower blocks. Others on smaller buildings. On her viewing window was superimposed a set of white arrows. They were to navigate. She flew ahead and then diagonally right. Her speed was slow now. Riga was a thousand feet up. Above here she saw two jet airliners heading the for airport. She kept well clear. It was minutes to the eating place. She got changed into a green tennis top and red cycling shorts. Blue Nike trainers and a yellow cap finished her look. She hovered the now invisible ship over Araneta. By remote control she ported herself down behind the stadium. Nobody saw Riga float down from the sky and gently land on her feet. She was smart and knew when people weren't looking. She could've tried an invisibility spell but wasn't confident it would work. Still being a novice witch. Riga took a few moments to look about. There were many people here. It was a 24-hour city. People were in call centres and offices working. Riga walked down a side road and connected to a busy high street. There was a call centre nearby. Here were the food vendors. Nothing more than street carts or tables. One was a motorcycle with an oven on it for fresh pandesal bread. Riga went over to a guy selling hot peanuts. She knew it was bad for her high blood and heart but hey! She was Riga and took her meds and kept fit. She paid some pesos and was given two bags of hot roasted fresh peanuts. They were nice. The call centre agents were busy eating and chatting away. Some were on break others about to start their shift. Riga finished her nuts and went back to her ship. She clapped her hands. The laser powered on with an invisible beam. She was lifted up and into her ship. Two people saw her! Nobody would believe them. Riga sat in the seat and adjusted her controls and slowly flew over Manila. She kept above the buildings and avoided any planes. Then she became visible and increased speed. In seconds she was supersonic. The acceleration was vivid. When in orbit she left the seat and drank some ice water. It was great owning a flying saucer. Next time she would fly to Reykjavik and try some freshly caught toasted fish...

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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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