riga flying

 

‎Riga Flighting

‎There is something brilliant about writing about Riga's character and aerospace themes. Riga fits flying like a plane does the sky. Purely there. Not imagination or illusion. Real and existing. To fly not only takes a dreamer. It takes an organized mind. Not just marvelling at the sky but to work out fuel fractions, alternate routes, airmanship. Critical thinking and being proactive allowed for this. As did being a competent leader. These stories are among my best. I myself lack her detailed forward thinking. How would my plane fly compared to hers? Would I impact the mountain and she land safely? We are best flying together. Riga as my guide. If it's a single seater it'll get cosy. Her skills will get us there in one piece. What if there's an emergency? No worries. Riga is my pilot. She has plans aplenty. The wing falls off. Riga will get us down safely. How is that? Is she a witch too hehe? Riga the pilot.

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‎Riga Single Seaters

‎Riga liked to fly single seat flying machines. She had quite a list. All were cool. They included:

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‎A red and yellow single seat aerobatic helicopter

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‎A green coloured rag wing biplane

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‎A sky blue swept wing small jet fighter

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‎A low wing varnished fabric monoplane 

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‎A small flying saucer sports model

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‎Riga flew all of these low over the river plain. By the mountains she pulled up or flew down the winding valley. It was such fun! And safe. For Riga was flying. 

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the riga project

 

the riga project tracks is nick armbrister(bvb brian von blimp)/anjelo guitarist

nick writes the short stories/poems and anjelo does the guitar tracks. nick combines the two. 

the words to ai audio and adds the music then uploads the video with an ai image to rumble and substack. his riga project is under review due to erotic content lol. 

there are 10 completed riga series books on amazon and other sites.

riga project t shirts are also an option. 

links

a riga book

Riga Events Propagate
Join Riga as she flies her flying saucer to different planets. She also flies her plane and grieves after her lover…www.amazon.com

a track
https://rigaproject.substack.com/p/riga-301-1-with-music-and-pic

riga project urls
https://www.youtube.com/@rigaprojectbvb66613
https://rumble.com/user/Riga_Project
https://bsky.app/profile/riga-project-bvb.bsky.social
https://substack.com/@rigaproject

for Riga project pix front shirts

Riga Finals by Brian Von Blimp

Riga Finals

by Brian Von Blimp

This is book ten in the Riga series and the last for now. Till when? Riga goes on her exploits both on Earth in more mundane settings and also in outer space with her flying disc. The writing is in the usual flash fiction style with a section of poems. Pedro gets a mention. He and Riga were brought together and interacted. Whether is was positive or negative is for you to say. Riga does her duties to help others and the Universe in different realities. If you see a small gal who is focused on her task it will be her. Do not trigger her! Her time is never enough for her many tasks. Follow Riga in her latest escapades. Work and erotic settings are included. All what we find in life and more. Wish little Riga luck. She will return in future. Will you miss her?

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0HHQQZ32X

https://books2read.com/u/3yBOxB 

Riga finals cover and German publisher link

Book 10 Riga German publisher release

https://www.xinxii.com/fiction-literature-1/short-stories-10/riga-finals-537696

Riga Finals Brian Von Blimp cover reveal

 out soon

Riga Finals

Brian Von Blimp

cover reveal

riga project urls

 riga project urls

https://www.youtube.com/@rigaprojectbvb66613

https://rumble.com/user/Riga_Project

https://bsky.app/profile/riga-project-bvb.bsky.social

https://substack.com/@rigaproject

Riga Electric (version)

 Riga Electric (version)

Riga flew her disc she had a job to do

There was a power station

It powered weapons factories

Turn off the juice and they couldn’t make missiles

The power station was medium size with four generation points

Oil provided the first line of use to turbines to produce electricity

If this system went out there was a backup coal system

Riga knew that by taking out any part of this would render it inoperable

She hovered a thousand feet over the site invisible

She studied the facility

She powered up the laser and chose a pink beam

On the screen a red target cross

She moved this with a hand controller

Riga made her craft visible

Now people would see her against the clouds

A silver disc

Alien but Earth like

She waited to be noticed

Workers stood in the yard and pointed

To the oil storage tanks

With a click of the control the laser fired

An intense pink beam lit up

Metal glowed and melted

Oil combusted and burst into flames

Bright yellow fire and black smoke coiled up

Riga Pedro gal

Riga Pedro Gal

Some stories need to be told. Do you have such a story? I've several like that. Will the world judge if they are? One is about a gal I met in the army. She was a Level 2 sniper. This means she used a rifle with night and bad weather and indirect sights. Could shoot over hills. I was a mail man. I ran the base post office. Even in the digital age post was looked forward to. Digital comms could be hacked. Even military grade. Post was monitored and censored. Was it every letter or random? They never said. That kept us all guessing. The enemy included. As for the gal she took me shooting. We hiked into the jungle. She knew the way. There was no path. The rocks were magnetic and hindered enemy drones and scanners. Or so she said. We made love under the trees. These were Asian mahogany trees. Fifty metres or more tall and two round the base. She was intense. I'd not seen that type of energy since Riga. Riga was different. This one was named Lisa. She was aimed for battle being a sniper and more. Some things she never said. Yet she said others. Some were secret. Or were with my level of military understanding. She told me of new guns and of ammo with just the bullet. The charge was in the bullet base. She would be able to carry double the load. Double her kills. This was said as a fact. I knew not to fuck with her but we did fuck. Many times.  We screwed by a pool then swam. I cooked wild rabbit I snared with fresh potatoes and tomatoes. My skills were good. After eating we made love and then fired her mid size rifle. It was easy to use. She taught me. Don't put the sight to your face or your face will be marked. Even with a bump stock. No rush. Breath focus aim. My third shot was on target. Unlike her first. There and with me. We did other things too. Those don't matter. Later she was posted away. Always on operations. Like I was with the mail. Posted here and there with the troops. Regular troops not SpecFor unlike Lisa. Her location was secret for a reason. I wondered when would we meet again? Would she surprise me as Riga often did? Speaking of her how was she? She owed me a message. I had mail to do. I still wondered. Was every letter censored? I'd write both gals. Send Riga a letter and also my new one Lisa. Lisa's letter would wait till she was back. Such was the life of an army mail man.

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Riga no reply

Riga No Reply

Riga got an email from Pedro

He’d gotten into difficulties in Dassault

She read the email three times to understand

As usual she never replied it was her way

His supervisor didn’t like him and reported him

This happened four times! What bullshit

Pedro explained each of the reasons

It was all bullshit yet he’d been nailed on it

The reasons and why didn’t matter

Riga knew her ex was a survivor like her

He loved planes and making them

There were other technician jobs

Lockheed Martin was hiring skilled techs

For their F-35 and unmanned drones

Pedro said he was taking six months out

He would hike Africa, Taiwan and Russia

Interesting remote risky places

Riga almost wished she was with him

Six months was a long time

And she had her IT business to run

She dismissed saying she would go

Best let him find his own way

He was the same as Riga there

Riga went back to writing new code

For a dead line job that’d pay well

She would buy a new bike

And tour the US for two weeks

Riga no reply

Riga No Reply

Riga got an email from Pedro

He’d gotten into difficulties in Dassault

She read the email three times to understand

As usual she never replied it was her way

His supervisor didn’t like him and reported him

This happened four times! What bullshit

Pedro explained each of the reasons

It was all bullshit yet he’d been nailed on it

The reasons and why didn’t matter

Riga knew her ex was a survivor like her

He loved planes and making them

There were other technician jobs

Lockheed Martin was hiring skilled techs

For their F-35 and unmanned drones

Pedro said he was taking six months out

He would hike Africa, Taiwan and Russia

Interesting remote risky places

Riga almost wished she was with him

Six months was a long time

And she had her IT business to run

She dismissed saying she would go

Best let him find his own way

He was the same as Riga there

Riga went back to writing new code

For a dead line job that’d pay well

She would buy a new bike

And tour the US for two weeks

Riga oops

Riga Oops

Riga took the chance when she could. At least in this reality. To get to know new guys. This involved ones met randomly on the bus or on the street. Some became trusted friends or lovers. Riga met one on a flight to Paris once. She was on a business trip. That was done and three days were added just to date the guy. Opportunities only came by once. Some you made happen like the trip. Others were random. Like meeting Tim in the street in Madrid. He was Dutch. Riga took him to an alternative rock bar and art gallery. Later they made love. Life was too short. When not fixing IT systems Riga was building computers. She had little time for other events. This is why she focused. If she went out to drop off a computer she kept her eyes open. Not just for robbers bit for catches. The single guy on the train strong into space. What was he thinking? Once Riga asked and was rewarded with a boyfriend. They were together three months. He was from Peru and flew back..Riga would visit one day. Riga's critical thinking skills were good on the fly. She was able to adapt and command situs. And was flattered when guys insisted the contact. This happened a few times. She was careful trusting her instincts and skills. Riga carried a small lady's pistol in her pocket. It would do the job. She practiced with it. Riga would never need it. The small gal could handle herself. This included getting what she wanted or needed. Wants and needs were different she she matched both excellently. If she needed a fit young guy to sooth her she went to the pool or gym. It was easy. Her need was to be satisfied. Not the want of a six month relationship. Both were different. Apples and oranges. Riga always knew what tondo. She was Riga.

Riga oops

Riga Oops

Riga took the chance when she could. At least in this reality. To get to know new guys. This involved ones met randomly on the bus or on the street. Some became trusted friends or lovers. Riga met one on a flight to Paris once. She was on a business trip. That was done and three days were added just to date the guy. Opportunities only came by once. Some you made happen like the trip. Others were random. Like meeting Tim in the street in Madrid. He was Dutch. Riga took him to an alternative rock bar and art gallery. Later they made love. Life was too short. When not fixing IT systems Riga was building computers. She had little time for other events. This is why she focused. If she went out to drop off a computer she kept her eyes open. Not just for robbers bit for catches. The single guy on the train strong into space. What was he thinking? Once Riga asked and was rewarded with a boyfriend. They were together three months. He was from Peru and flew back..Riga would visit one day. Riga's critical thinking skills were good on the fly. She was able to adapt and command situs. And was flattered when guys insisted the contact. This happened a few times. She was careful trusting her instincts and skills. Riga carried a small lady's pistol in her pocket. It would do the job. She practiced with it. Riga would never need it. The small gal could handle herself. This included getting what she wanted or needed. Wants and needs were different she she matched both excellently. If she needed a fit young guy to sooth her she went to the pool or gym. It was easy. Her need was to be satisfied. Not the want of a six month relationship. Both were different. Apples and oranges. Riga always knew what tondo. She was Riga.

riga fish story and new poems

 Riga Fish

Riga was wet. She went to work. The sky opened and never closed. It drenched her. That was fine. She walked down the street wearing a two-piece bikini. The top bit was purple the lower bit green. Most of sexy little Riga was on display. Water coursed down her body. Her hair was a wet mass stuck to her back. She smiled at people rushing through the monsoon downpour. Hiding under brollies and rain coats. Here was Riga enjoying it. She danced from puddle to puddle. Walls of water shot this way and that. Her smile said it all. Others stared at her. That bizarre female. Riga dancing on the street. Wearing only a bikini. Look at her moves. Look at those lovely legs. Her small titties almost visible. Nipples sticking out though the water is warm. Several men stop and watch. Soaked to the damn skin. Fully dressed no umbrellas. Riga cavorts twirls and swirls. Her eye sparkle as she blinks away water. Many want her. Few will get her. How about Riga making love in the rain in Lisbon? Completely fucking naked.

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Let’s sky spar baby/Javelin and Scorpion/little dance above

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Armoured Door

Another dawn another night gone

More of the same down here over there

See the gal there she’s one of that kind

Good in bed no complaints there

After your money most is possible

Mutual exchange get laid for cash

Does this make her a hooker?

Very interesting on multiple points

Pop round and see her

She’ll let you fuck her

Or call the damn cops

Either way it’ll be memorable

If you knock on her armoured door

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Toffees

My TL gives out NTEs

Like Santa Claus giving out

Candy to kids

Here’s another love letter

A Level 2 warning

See you in the next company!

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Lifted Away

You’re a bus passenger

Imagine seeing the nice gal

Walking down the road

Lifted up in a beam of light

Just taken then and there

Up above will be a ship

Where will it take her?

Nobody will believe you

Riga Aerospace by Brian Von Blimp

 https://books2read.com/u/bpve6g

Amazon.com: Riga Aerospace eBook : Von Blimp, Brian : Kindle Store

Join Riga in her new book. Her story continues as a galactic explorer in her flying saucer and also as a pilot. She flies planes and choppers. Feel the thrill of looping the loop and exhilaration of flight. No other joy or activity equals this. This is what Riga thinks. Climb aboard for the journey of a life time. A sharp mind and mood control is needed for planetary travel and navigating difficult flights. She finds herself in other situations too. Compare your life to Riga's. Are you her and is she you?

Riga Flowing

Riga knew some things and other things she didn't. It was the linear of time. This went forward. There was there chance of going back if certain criteria were met. There was the infinite number of realities. Which were not transferable. Unless you had the encryption key. Not even Satan or Juniper's Daughter had this. Riga certainly didn't. She understood the basics and theory. Riga had a husband in one reality. They were happy and five children. Yet in another reality only had two before parting. Yet other realities were even more profound. Fiction could not write this. For reality had no limits unlike a writer's mind. Normal people have little idea of different realities. Except when things went wrong. Or rarely went well. They wondered at the chance of their fortunes. It was all planned out. There was some control yet most things were uncontrollable. Those were left alone. Only control what you can. To most it was like trying to stop the rain. Not possible. Yet you could wear a rain coat. It took a spaceship to flow.

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Riga Humane

Her journey was the same. People living on that world. All had the same experiences. Yes, there were some differences. These were small. Bigger differences occurred when a soul was born elsewhere. This being a different alien world. Of which there were many. Many aliens were like Riga. Especially the greys. Small critical thinking. Without emotion though. Except for the one who wanted to see the ocean. Riga had been an alien being several times in her souls' existence. There was the purple ice planet she lived on twenty-five thousand years ago. Her form was different. She was small as she always was. She had no ship. One wasn't needed for she could fly. Either with her body of her mind. This skill was used only here. Different worlds had different rules. Like different Earth based nations had their own languages. Riga was one soul or being. There was a lot in the Universe. Not an infinite amount but a lot. And they lived time and again. Not just in each reality bit different ones. This was the joy of life. All living creatures existed and went to the spirit world upon death. This was the way it was. And all believed in a Creator.

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Riga Hornisse Oxford Brian Von Blimp

 https://www.xinxii.com/fiction-literature-1/short-stories-10?product_id=536916

https://books2read.com/u/mgXegx

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H7LKL8YV

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0H7LHY8L4/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0

Riga Hornisse Oxford

Brian Von Blimp

This book is about Riga. I know who Riga is and what she stands for. This is for Riga. She represents strength in adversity and courage and love. ‎Join Riga in her new escapades. Learn of her inner moods and thought processes. Especially those with Pedro. Her main lover and protagonist. Oh how precious their love was! He gets a say in this book. Especially of her treatment of him. It's not all blue sky or summer. There are romantic situations, difficult post romance conversations, sci-fi journeys in her flying saucer and more. Fasten your seat belt and join the little female as she navigated her own emotions and the distant galaxy. You will not be disappointed. How will you relate to all this?

 

Riga Standings

Riga worked in a call centre in Bangkok. She had an issue with a bent manager. This guy was head of sales in the VOIP account. Riga groused over his ethics. The guy was good at selling. That couldn't be denied. He wasn't able to do anything else. Being type cast for the role. Riga's supervisor friend Eurasia reported the manager for corruption. Riga agreed on this and advised her friend how to do it. The manager denied his agents the full sales bonus. This was wrong and equal to theft and dishonesty. If the agreed amount was 1000 per sale and only 700 was paid, there was an issue. Unless the amount had been changed and the agents told. The guy also increased the number of users on sales by manipulation. The bent manager was given a month’s suspension. Riga and Eurasia celebrated and had a beer at the local bar by the call centre. Both gals talked. They knew the manager would be back and do this again. Then they wanted him permanently out of the centre. It was possible and all tactics. Riga waggled her toes and grinned. We will bring better values to the call centre. Starting with the bent manager. Then his smarmy lieutenant will be next. He's another wanker obsessed with sales. Upping the numbers by illegal manipulation. Eurasia agreed. This is war and we are winning! Both will be removed. We will make it so. Riga and Eurasia were good as sales. The legal correct empathic way...

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‎Riga Crescendos

‎There are times I want to quit

‎There are times when I have had enough

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I remember the mission

‎I remember why

‎I remember those here before me

‎I remember what they did

‎I remember the legacy we all created

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No matter how hard it gets

‎That's why I stay

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Even on the hardest darkest day

‎When life and my job has broken me

‎Time and time again beyond breaking

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That's why I'm still here

‎Small little vulnerable Riga

 

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Riga Seasonal

Riga saw an old pilot she once flew with

He had just landed a transporter

She descended from her disc

They were at an alien outpost

Both saw one another

And ignored the other

For she reported him to control

Due to his unlicensed space craft

The ship was fast so needed no licence

Nothing could catch him

Except her disc but she wouldn't

She wanted nothing to do with him

The report grated on his nerves

He paid the fine at control

Then got on with his job

Ignoring the small bad-tempered gal

Who was always right

Due to her skills and moods

With no recognition of her

He finished the checks and was off

His ship ascended on orange exhausts

Riga would stay here two days

There was a bar and eating place

Once she took her ex there

Those days were over past dead

Now it was her and the disc

She wished her ex well

Soon forgot him and went to the bar

The first iced beer was a joy

Alien brew coloured green

More would follow with food

It was a long way from Earth

If only it was different

An ex who was a friend

They could fly together but

Now they were strangers

Two Earthlings far from Earth

Both with very different alien craft

And with the same insolent ways

The aliens thought them crazy!

 

Riga Project (Brian Von Blimp)

Riga Project (Brian Von Blimp) Hi welcome to my page and my varied videos of different things all related to my Riga Project. These are based on the writing in my varied books under Brian Von Blimp (pen name of Nick Armbrister). Join Riga on her journey. It will not be easy... Riga is based on a real person who is small, a great critical thinker and very bad tempered when triggered. I know who she is. Thanks to the real Riga for the inspiration and support. And thanks to all the others who have participated or supported this project. Check out the Riga books by Brian Von Blimp on Amazon and other sites. AI was used to convert the text to audio and for the images. The stories are human written.

https://www.youtube.com/@rigaproject66613 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jX_4K_I_Go&t=21s

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQSwdhRgUiA&t=12s

Riga Holdings

 

Riga Holdings

‎Riga never missed Pedro after she left him. She knew he missed her for he said it in many emails. These she ignored. Once Riga got a message. It was off her ex-husband. He said Pedro did something bad and was held in a facility. Riga went to see him. Pedro never knew she was there. He was held in a secure room. There were two pin hole cameras filming him. The two-way mirror was obsolete. The small gal felt many emotions. Memories at their old relationship. Guilt at the time with Pedro and not with her dad. And bad over how she treated him 2025. I was with you and not my dad when we climbed all those mountains. Are you thinking of me now? Good or bad thoughts? What did you do to end up in here? I know you still love me and want me. I know you've met somebody else. Does she know of me and what we did? How much did you tell her? You always caused the problems Pedro. Taking me away from my gals and my father. You deserved what I did to you. Why do I feel bad about that? I told you I'm a bitch and I am. Yet I'm not a bad person. Though I may act like a bad gal. Something very bad will happen to you here. After their debilitations on what you did. If only you knew I was here. But I think that would finally break you. More than when I hurt you in 25. I could save you in all ways. Fix how you feel about me, fix us, get you out of here. But I will not. I will observe you a while then leave and forget about you. As the world will forget about you after your sentence is passed. I hear the sentence really hurts. I'm sorry for all the pain you endured and will do. Please forgive me Pedro. I'll always love you. I'm sorry you ended up this way. Now I must move on with my life. Riga left the holding facility. Pedro was oblivious to her presence. Yet knew she was close in his heart. Till his last breath...

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Riga Tens

 

Riga Tens

Riga knew a few things. She knew that when you had love it meant something. You kept hold of it. Most people equated this to staying with the person. She did not. Take Pedro. Riga would always love him. To her this did not mean staying with him. She kept it quiet from most people. It was none of their fucking business! Bitch. There had been no excuse for Riga treating Pedro like shit. She left him and this wounded him. He reached out to be friends. At this point she still cared. They tried to be friends and failed. His unstable moods riled the small bad-tempered female. Triggered her and made her furious. This is what partly wrecked the chances of being friends. As did his powerful love for her. As did her own moods and treatment of him. She told him: What you want is not possible. That would still make me your mistress. That involves love making, going for coffee, hiking, time together etc. Riga knew this was the time she cut Pedro off. There would be no going back. Though she still loved him. It hit her at times. Unbalanced her. Her own emotions controlling her. This made the little critical thinking female ever madder. She ruled her emotions with a hammer. Like always ruled the big soldier. Riga felt bad about that. Yet she was Riga and always this way. And he deserved it. Look at the size of the lazy soldier half breed! She did miss him, his company, his spirit, his soul, his aura, his green eyes, their rampant insane sex life. She missed being a real fucking bitch with him. Shouting at him and stamping her feet till the fool cried. Oh, I was such a bitch with Pedro. I still love him. I could fix this in an afternoon. Yet refuse to do so. I blame him for time away from my father and daughters. This is so easy to fix yet I will not. Poor Pedro. How badly I treated him in 2025. He can handle it. Pedro the lazy half breed soldier. Why must I be this way? Look, my temper overcame my critical thinking...

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