Dead storages and forgotten places, once they were prisons, places of death, and plains of the dead (areas of the dead) no longer in existence. Not all storages are physical things, people had stored stuff in an outlined cube thing, a frame of cubes, where an owner can put stuff inside and often forgets about it, then years later, after the owner’s death, it’s found, the finder is often harmed because they don’t know what that particular thing or device is.
I’ve spoken about sky storage, this is only one of the many that exists. As said before, people store things and forget about them, and they buy more things that they already have (possess). One form of storage people forget about is water, not storing things underwater with secure waterproof containers although this is done, items are stored in the medium of water itself. Think of it as a pool of water, nothing under the surface, and an owner pulls out a container like magic. Water itself is the container. The liquid water itself has various levels of secure storage. Yes, storage under water, under extremely heavy pressure, things are stored in pressure-proof containers. A thief is unable to get to that because the pressure would crush them. These physical underwater storages are also unremembered. Another storage is where the material remains of people when they pass on. There are towers of light fire that only appear on the day of death and internment of remains, it’s not a physical or non-physical thing. The body is cremated, turned into light, and stacked in the tower of the ancestors. The buildings are forgotten as the storage is when no living descendants are none existent (gone). Centuries later, unclaimed storages are bought or found by antique merchants who sell them in their stores. Many dwellings were storage places, when the dwellers passed on without families, they too were forgotten with bodies of former owners in them. Dead bodies turn up anywhere in this mythical world. That is the reason merchants search everywhere, there are spoken legends of maps, many of them false creating years of wasted time for the merchants and scavengers. People who had tried to find the storage, many had not returned, they had gotten trapped, and their skeletons were found years later. The warehouse was and is conceived as a trap for the defense of items contained in them. The idea comes to some people that they should create a nation or city, a storage place, it has been done and is still being made in the present time.
In this mythical world, graveyards were mainly located in the ocean bodies were always put there, and it wasn’t the best place. The fashion recently has been to store bodies in non-physical places as they are not in the world. Bodies are thrown in the cesspool or anywhere else. As in any existent graves are robbed by people. That’s why bodies are cremated. Physical prayer towers, also like the ones of fire-light bodies, are condensed into a cube of gel, the tiny size of a grasshopper or fly. Stacks of gel, none had understood as time elapsed, are used as fertilizer thrown on fields where pigs eat them. Perhaps the only security is in a wall of water. A legend circling communities said that someone had entered a wall of water. It was as if he was residing in liquid clear pure water, at the exact moment, it wasn’t water, but the sunlight that pervaded everything. Things were observed to be apparitions hazy as a photo overwhelmed by white light, objects were at the same time, are they of solidity, what had they become? There had been a thought of putting things inside of gas planets, such a concept was abandoned.
Water is not the only liquid that stores things, this liquid appears to be bluish-fiery water, it’s a flame, a drink, it’s probably both. It’s for storage and living. In the world of reality, the liquid honey is a lamp somewhere in the “mountains,” where are these mountains? They could be somewhere, in the mountains of the stars, the mountain within the mountain. Deep forests of storage, and in there are mountains, that is where the lamps are. People there store so many things they buy, collect and store that all they seem to wish to do. They live with a lot of junk in the storage. That is the way life is. They make improvised shelters from the accumulated stuff living within them. Lamps don’t have a container-like shape that encases the light, they look more like trees with branches, and a rounded bulb at the end. Thousands of these lamps exist to create a kind of lamp forest. The entire tree lamp becomes a watery blue flame. The question is, in what way do people put their things in storage? They think of putting things in the bluish-fiery water storage. They think of nothing else, if it’s done through tradition or because other people do it, then they must do the same.
People keep their things in underground places, again years later unclaimed, they are found, and a new generation of people take whatever they want. Thousands of tunnels lead to rooms; things are stored there. Eventually, these places are filled with water as they are neglected. If a tunnel had escaped moisture, it was turned into a home by scavengers and wanderers, stored possessions were taken by them. There was one man who gathered many of the chambers and underground tunnels, converting them into his home, it became a shop selling things. Other people turned to abandoned storage places to store extra cultivated crops, tools, and farm machines. The old stuff in storage was turned into new things. It seems nothing is wasted by people who eventually settle in the old storage places.
A sheet of paper that can store billions, quintillions of thoughts, on just a plain sheet of paper. Is that possible? It’s a storage system that, like the waters, has a whole dimension outside of reality. Levels of storage of words, thoughts, and ideas. One sheet of paper, one of many, is indestructible, fire, water, nature, and time is made to touch its physical existence. Yes, again, people go to live on a sheet of paper. That sheet of paper is located in a particular room located outside of reality, which is why someone in the interim of time is never touched by weather, time, or human hands. A wall of explicit transparent material resembling plastic or glass stores everything, they are kept in another storage place, simply called the temple of storage. Not all temples are physical places some are just a place where the sunlight hits in the morning, one type is a hill with a bowl of water liquid, a flame, and large cylindrical shafts of sunlight. There are actual physical, extremely large temples constructed of water.People living or attending the temples are considered priests, not in the religious sense; they are custodians, and keepers of storage walls. From the outside, some particular temples seem to be of light itself, inside it’s at times, dark with large patches of light from the incoming sun of the temple itself. Because at night, the shafts of light are there. There is no such thing as a typical temple construction, anything could be a temple that people don’t know what it looks like. (Temple). There’s one particular temple, the shape is cylindrical, with waves like the ocean, again it could be a stream of light from the sun or another star. When an observer looks again, it’s the temple of light with pillars. A temple could be a stream of water. The priest sits in a circle around the temple, they stay there as if motionless, in the evening, they go underneath the temple as if they sink into the ground on a cylindrical pillar of a platform.
Storing things in time, bringing what is owned in another time, in this way, none in the present time could get their hands on it. A valid question is asked, people in other time periods could take the items, and if that happens, the storage moves to another time. To be safer it moves to a part of history when the human race never existed. The storage moves through time. An owner controls the time period through their thoughts, there is always a connection in time between the owner and storage. An actual time exists nowhere, it’s just storage. There is no past or future; everything exists as one.
Someplace in the sky there is ample seashell-shaped storage, once they appear they become so dominant in the sky, they can store physical things, mainly their function is storing, of ideas, things imagined, and words from all the spoken conversations of people throughout time. When the storage of time is misplaced, the owner forgets the period it was placed in. Capsule-like containers turns up anywhere. It knows what they are, they have a defense mechanism that destroys these people.
Some consider the more excellent storage, a sphere of high energy like a miniature sun, or storing things within a star itself. Such a concept sounds ridiculous; all the things would be burnt up. Perhaps the items are kept in the bubble of reality that keeps the surrounding energy from burning it up. Plus, it’s not stored in the medium of the power itself, but in the fires or energy, think about things being stored in flames, or fire itself, a bag composed of a fabric of water or fire, hold, and protecting items.
The storage of the mind and imagination, think of storing physical things, such a place is able to be entered physically, and perhaps only that person is able to unlock that storage. Each new cycle of the thought storage stacks one warehouse over another, eventually forming into colorful towers of boxes. It is able to take any shape, the imagination of the store owner.
Sounds that store objects, like water and energy fire, a particular sound or musical tone is created anything could be stored in the sand itself. Someone had gone to the sound world; they said it was filled with pools of something, not a liquid, with ripples randomly appearing inside the rock. Wherever it is, the people who own the storage can find it. It seems people in the mythical world lose everything. That’s why storage finders are in such large numbers.
There are dark shadows that absorb things, these things are a form of storage, the dark places, such as a hellish world, there are few people venturing to salvage anything. But people will find ways to recover objects from hell to them is just another world, nothing religious about it because the people of the mythical world have no concept of hell. If there is such a place, it’s only for suffering. People go to live there while still alive and insulate themselves from nightmare with a bubble reality. They desire to be with their possessions. When a shadow is cast, an object is moved into it, and it vanishes, it’s in the shadow storage. The shadows form into three-dimensional containers, becoming part of the surrounding air, that has no substance.
Up into the storms, there are cubical and rectangular containers, and many other forms exist, floating around in the batteries, that’s the way of security, these storms are incredibly rough, which is the reason for storage in such places. Might storage containers be tossed around? In the storm the containers remain disciplined information; lines of containers in rows from north to south, east to west, are steady in the severest storms. Objects resembling dirigible airships dart around the storm clouds. Perhaps the pilots are checking the invisible links that keep the containers in place.
People of the mythical world store everything; they reason the items would be used at a later time, but this never happens.
Robert J. Matsunaga
