Paradoxes of the Twin Planets: The Lo Paradox

By EI Wanderer

LO was one of the unstable planets of a primitive technogenic level of development. The contradictory natures, spontaneous life, and ridiculous habits of the LO residents always amazed new tourists arriving in this place.
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Tags: global threats, intolerance, viruses, degeneration, security, global warming, fiasco of climate summits, star.

• Language: English
• Publisher: EI Wanderer
• Release date: May 22, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005869793

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Paradoxes of the Twin Planets

The LO Paradox

El Wenderer

Copyright © 2021 by El Wenderer

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Table of Contents

The LO Paradox Lo That Is Gone

Technogenic World of Primitive Level

Wargames Stages

Friends and Strangers

Diagnosis: Psi Viruses and Degenerative Degeneration

Beyond The Security Threshold

Contamination and Dangerous Overheating LO

Climate Summit

Results of the Summit

Living by New Rules

Message from Scientists

The Fiasco of the Last Summit

The Situation is Out of Control

Signs of the End Times

TOTAL WAR ... or Judgment Day on LO

The Keu paradox Last Choice

Star Choice

Star Life Instead of Wars

Clean Energies

Greater Keu Confederation

Life According to the Laws of Harmony

Towards A Stellar Civilization

The LO Paradox Lo That Is Gone

After the well-known events, for a long time, I could not understand and accept the tragedy of what had happened, when, returning to these places after a long journey, I found the ruins of my former life.

From the people that had witnessed the drama, I learned about what had befallen LO. It was not often possible to meet such a bizarre variety of all facets of reality, as it was on LO.

Here was one of the rare corners, for the abundance of quirks, for which this place was called a wonderful world. It attracted an endless stream of tourists and lovers of miracles from nearby and distant planets to LO.

And I happened to spend years of my life here in pursuit of ghostly mirages, being absolutely sure at that time that this was real. But, later, when I woke from the illusions, did I found out—so many thought, who wanted to believe in these fairy tales in their deep ghostly slumber.

Ever since then, a lot has changed in this world, so here I am, again, drinking a cup of bitterness about a wasted past and then return home to start from scratch.

The flights won’t be returning so soon, which means that I have to stay here, alone, for a longer period of time. By now, I have lost track of time; I don’t know what day or time it is here.

Each day is just the same, a repetition