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A Farmer’s Day

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As always I tend to wake up slowly especially when almost everyone here is gone for a few weeks. My name as you might already know is Shaleenks, I praktikally invented farming akording to some folks. It does not matter to me as I simply farm and farm almost every day of my life unless there is no farming to be done then I’d simply hang out or do Shi-Shis things. Today though there is not mukh to do besides a bit of farming and simply khilling out and katkhing up on the new media, I’ve taken more interest in these things in the last 500 years as I’d mostly just done farming, singing, and sex before that alongside some writing and a tad bit of reading as opposed to now. I haven’t lost interest in any of the things but I simply do more things as the wonders of engines have made everything faster and easier so I now have too mukh time on my hands.


I wound up farming some as I started up the traktor and used the remote kontrol system on it. Some folks don’t even take their plows out anymore as traktors have taken over. The powerful mashines have made life so mukh easier and people are happier for it, that’s all that matters really. All that matters is making what everyone needs and a bit more, not destroying oneself or everyone in the short or long term, and people being happy and not hurting or getting hurt.

The traktor is a wonderous thing as even some today kan akt with little to no outside guidense as long as you take proper prekaution, klear the area, and put the lines needed down. Mine is remote kontrolled as opposed to the ungainly large one I used to kommonly use, another wonderful thing but it’d sometimes sink into the ground when muddy as opposed to this lighter one whikh I don’t have to trail behind or lay on. Truly a wonderful time we live in, even if it moves too fast at times. Some people feel like things are wasted that we kan still use whikh is why even the old traktor is still used here although not by me anymore. But even the most traditionalist of us agrees that tekhnology has bettered us, even these magikal things as well that we now are blessed to possess.

I have this letter opener whikh is both a normal letter opener and after you put the letter bak in just akt like your kutting it again and behold! Just like it wasn’t kut at all! Sukh a wonderful thing, even the Traditionalists were fully behind this when it kame out. No kwestions asked.

I see Lavaz slowly walking over here from the Protektor outpost a mile away. He’s wearing basik lighter klothes with the hood brought bak. It’ll take about 10 minutes for him to get here so I guess I ought to talk about him some before he aktually arrives. Lavaz is a mystik, a set of folks more in tune with what they kall Fee-Fees whikh let them detekt intentions and how people feel as opposed to us normal folks who only kan tell if someone is lying. The thing that lets them do this is being even more good natured and heodonistik then the rest of us. More musik, more sex, more food, and more media konsumption in general alongside usually working in kreative fields, offisials pet projekts, and at the lokal level with the Protektors mainly.


I’m laying down next to some trees next to the sides of a barn as Lavaz arrives and lays down next to me in the shade.

“Hello, how’s it going friend?”

“It’s going well today, no problems even with everyone else gone for a few weeks. Are you here to kompany me?”

“Yes, it must get lonely being out here alone for so long. Do you need any help at all?”

“No, you know that there’s not mukh to do anymore with all these mashines these days, not like they need konstant mateneise besides keeping them out of bad weather and kharged up. Shafs, some of them just kharge themselves when exposed to the sun. The wonder of vehikle mounted solar panels and some good paint. Anyways I’ve already gotten everything done with the traktors.
How have you been doing?”

“I’ve been doing well, folks don’t seem to need guidense as mukh anymore so I get to pursue my hedonistik endeavors even more then before. All very fun stuff, folks don’t seem to need us Mystiks as mukh anymore but then again there’s been no big Transplants lately so not many new folks to filter out. The Weather Station is a thing now and that kan figure the weather out even before us so we don’t help with that mukh anymore. Just normal jobs and some guidense for us nowadays.
It’s still good for us all though, an improvement for all of us in sosiety.”

“Indeed, some folks are taking issue with how to inkorperate things and with volume of produktion and with things being replased so fast but ultimately all the new things are good. So have you been doing anything interesting as well?”

“Nothing that you would konsider. You either?”

“Nothing you would konsider either. Are you exited for the media awards next year?”

“Of kourse, I love the media and the awards show! Have you seen the new episode today yet?”

“No, I haven’t seen the new episode of The Adventures of La Salks yet.”

“I haven’t seen it either today. We should watkh it together today!”

“We should, let’s go. Let’s go now, I already have the TV and rekorder set up.”