The river flows red. Blood Diamonds are marking their territory. Blood Diamond members wear their robes. The spies have their markers of real diamonds and patch of red.

No one talks or waves or watches the river flow past. No one will open their minds for reading. People are packing and moving and searching for a way to another dome.

,,All domes are at war,'' says Crazy Joe.

Everyone is at war. They are standing on the sides of the river and the bridges with knives and clubs and nets. The Blood Diamonds have their guns. Blood Diamonds only guard one bridge: Hawthorne Bridge.

Railroad Bridge and Broadway Bridge and Morrison Bridge rise and fall to best let the flow of machines crossing river to cross. The blood red river is never parted by machine ship these cycles for no ships want to enter a warring dome or Eden.

The people don't stop and talk. They do whisper, but their whispers are about the war.

The tension through the city is taut. It pulls at the nerves. It make everyone walk like they are on a tight rope. They look forward and don't make eye contact. There is no talking or strolling or kissing against the rail because the tight rope is too skinny for standing.

A person was murdered. They were strangled and left for dead at the Hawthorne Bridge Hotel.

Everyone knows it was a Blood Diamond. All the mind scans, Entropy scans, data scans that are archived prove it's a Blood Diamond that killed the unwanted guest at the people defined Hawthorne Bridge Hotel. Everyone knows it was a Blood Diamond, but not everyone knows who are the Blood Diamonds.Not everyone can tell a Blood Diamond. They can't see the imperfection of the Entropy Node. They can't see that their Synthetic Diamond is a Blood Diamond. They don't see the hint of crazy that Blood Diamonds express because of the corruption of the Blood Diamonds. Everyone knows the Blood Diamonds are controlling United States of Eden™.

There was a murder to warn people not to use or sleep or live by Hawthorne Bridge. There was a murder. There will be more. War is here.

Thought comes and goes and the foci of United States of Eden™ rises and falls. The smells, sights, sounds, touches and tastes transfer from mind to mind so we see the other's life. A life beyond the body and through a world I can only know with another. A life many share in the domain of Eden of Eden and United States of Eden™ for we all hope to become more.

I see with Crazy Joe when the LightCycle becomes the NightCycle. Our thoughts transfer from my mind of metal and silicon and hers of flesh and blood. We are one. She feels me as I rise to allow new freight flow below. I feel her as she sits on the shore and lets her feet wade through the water along the river shore. The river is cold. She feels the train roll on rails and the people walk past. I feel her sleep, smell her sweat and feeling the rays of the foci flow through the jade dome over her body and upon her flesh. She snores, and I hear two people laughing. She coughs, and I feel the lungs convulse. She sleeps, and I feel the peace as we see ourselves to the other through the entropy nodes.

The foci rises spreading jaded rays through the dome. People of the First Cycle wake to ready to leave for their work places. People of the Second Cycle find their way to sleep locations while the Third Cycle leave their work locations and wander to relaxation places to sleep.

They stand on against the rail of the bridge looking at the Hawthorne Bridge. They point and talk and then lean over the river and stare at river flow and look to the horizon of the foci rise. The ones standing near now are of Third Cycle for the hurried pace of needing to arrive at the work location is not read in their mannerisms or heard in their talk. The two humans now walk to find a place for food.

That one, the one running along the walkway holding backpack strap over one shoulder is First Cycle. It is in a hurry. Not the type of hurry some soul searching for connection or late for a date, but rather one that knows their late arrival will be subject to punishment that could cost them to pay with their job. It's the jaw, the jaw that is pulsing and the eyes focused like they are projecting they have arrived.

Two more First Cyclers walk stiff legged past in an obvious attempt to move, move, move.

It is as if they don't care the cycles of everything. They do see the war coming. They believed routine and standards will stop and change with the war.

War begins within.

Dick Bush and Clinton Kennedy are beginning to force their followers and business partners to choose side for control of United States of Eden™ because both .name corporations, who control the government of United States of Eden™, are no longer satisfied with controlling half United States of Eden™. The citizens of United States of Eden™, who are either a member of Dick Bush and Clinton Kennedy, are now being told to sign devotion oaths for their parties. The other .name corporations, who do not need to be members of the Dick Bush and Clinton Kennedy to be part of United States of Eden™, are choosing sides for the .name corporations, who operate with United States of Eden™, are either a partner with Dick Bush or Clinton Kennedy or neither. If the .name corporation is not a partner then the corporation and its board members may or may not suffer from the power struggle between Dick Bush and Clinton Kennedy.

I am not a business partner with Dick Bush or Clinton Kennedy.

Hawthorne Bridge, my brother, and a .name corporation with in sight of me here on the Willamette is a member of Dick Bush.

The first shot was during LightCycle when Hawthorne Bridge stopped allowing any member of Clinton Kennedy from using Hawthorne Bridge services. Hawthorne Bridge won't allow a Clinton Kennedy member to cross its body to walk from one side of the Willamette to the other side of the Willamette. The beings who are not of either party have been given a time, one Hex to choose, or suffer the consequence of being considered a member of Clinton Kennedy. Right now people are standing at the edge of the bridge trying to cross, but Hawthorne Bridge won't lower because there are non-Dick Bush party members in the crowd. I can see their fists raised and hear their shouts.

My friend Grtil was unable to find transport of her data packets from Portland to Nyc because she is a member of Clinton Kennedy. She was also nearly arrested by the Blood Diamond police working for Dick Bush for not wanting to convert her United States of Eden™ Information Standard Money to the Blood Diamond Information Standard Money to purchase the data packets to transfer her data in a store controlled by Hawthorne Bridge.

...The bullet still flies. Who will be the first causality is likely to be United States of Eden™ and its citizens.