The Team on Fringe in: “Since There Is More Than One of Everything” ...as NEVER seen on Fringe, Season One.

A tribute to my favorite characters from Fringe.

Agent Dunham and Astrid in the Harvard Lab.

Peter Bishop walks into Walter’s Harvard laboratory followed by FBI Agent Phillip Broyles and Special Agent Olivia Dunham.  Astrid is working at her computer, while Walter Bishop is standing in the middle of the lab staring into space.  His eyes have a glazed look to them and his pupils are dilated.

Peter: Walter?  WALTER!
Walter: Hmm?
Peter: Walter, why’re you wearing women’s underwear in the lab?
Walter: Would you rather I did this back at the hotel?
Astrid: He’s been standing there like that, for two hours… Walter?  Why are you wearing women’s lingerie in the lab?
Walter: I’m examining the potential effects of sensory deprivation, caused by wearing a thong, on my ability to open a portal into an alternate universe.
Peter: Huh?
Agent Broyles: I thought you’d already built a device that did that.
Walter: I did, but this is so much better.
Agent Dunham: I think I’m having another bout of déja vu.

by Annyash760 - Tributes 2009

Try not to make promises you know you cannot keep.
Try not to make vows you are sure you will break.
Try not to borrow items you don’t intend to return.
Simplify your position and reduce the risk of trouble.

Try to contemplate your words before you speak.
Try to imagine the consequences before you act.
Try to be prepared before you start a journey.
Understand what’s at stake and explore your options.

~ Annyash760
©2009

Jack Bauer and Curtis Manning in 24: The Unseen Minutes
...as NEVER seen on 24 - Season Four.

A tribute to my favorite characters from the show.

The following takes place between 6:22 am and 6:26 am… approximately.

Jack Bauer and Curtis Manning are in an suv and on their way back to CTU, after thwarting an attempted nuclear missile attack on the city...

Jack: My life’s a freaking greek tragedy!
Curtis: What?
Jack: Oedipus Rex, or some crap like that.
Curtis: You do realize that Oedipus married his mother, right, Jack?
Jack: What?
Curtis: He totally killed his father and married his mother.
Jack: He did that on purpose?
Curtis: Well, not exactly…
Jack: ???
Curtis: It was all down to some weird circumstances, fate and all that.
Jack: So, he had no control over it, bad stuff just kept happening to him?
Curtis: Um… kind of.
Jack: Yeah, like I said, just like my life… a freaking greek tragedy.
Curtis: You know, at least your ex-girlfriend isn’t a treacherous, money grubbing, psycho.
Jack: Curtis, did you even watch seasons one through three?
Curtis: Sigh!

By Annyash760 - 2008

Could be, I’m proud of what we have achieved in this world, but there are too many questions remaining about what we do with those achievements…

I ask myself: Why is it that I might be able to draw an apple today, but, with the same pencil, and faculties in tact, not be able to draw that very same apple tomorrow, in the same way?  Experience? Practice? So what has happened between today and yesterday to change my view of the apple and, or, my ability to draw it?

Yes, it all sounds quite abstract and egocentric; one might think I have merely discovered another way to talk about myself or pay myself compliments.  Well, perhaps, but that is just one, extremely narrow way of seeing things.  I am not always so kind to myself.  Nor am I such a romantic. 

It’s about what I do with the life force that I have been given, during each second, minute and hour of the day.

Just the concept of attempting to open up and take a good look that thing that exists beyond the physical and egotistic self; finding a way to view that energetic article that is the other part of us, which pulsates with cosmic luminosity, could possibly be too frightening for most of us to consider. 

So, even if we were capable of such a feat, we would probably opt to fear it, shrink away from it, turn away and look to something else—anything else to save us from gazing at that spectacle.

But, what if we were to take quick glances at it, instead. 

If we did chance taking in that view, we might see that there is something about us that changes not only from day to day, but from moment to moment—some infinitesimal transformation that takes place in our energetic make-up which can alter our perception of things around us. 

Our experiences may have some effect on these changes in the long term, I would suppose, but perhaps that, again, has very little bearing on what we really are…

See, it isn’t really about me—the personality or the ego that others assume me to be.  It’s about the confluence of energies that coalesced to create the being that is larger than even I, that is, the external I, would suspect.

It’s about what I do with the real me; the experiences, the discoveries in relation to my abilities and actions as a human being.  Something in us continually changes, we think it is age that causes that change, but is it really that, or something else? 

I think we are infinitely more mysterious than we give ourselves credit for.

Ah… maybe I just think too much…