From: joshua@dmccorp.com (Joshua Lellis)
Subject: DNA 1
Date: Wed Apr 19 05:35:39 MET DST 1995

d.n.a.
1
by joshua lellis
copyright 1995 joshua lellis

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description://this is a journal about the biomedical research at the
              university of maryland, fifteenth of may, two thousand
              thirty-five, and the following days after those.
              the project is explained in the first journal entry,
              fifteenth of may, two thousand thirty-five.

entry://5/15/35: cloudy, warm, high 83, low 60.

i have been hired by the biomedical research facility here, at the
university of maryland, to record the events that occur in and around the
current biomedical research project. the university has received funds
from the united states government to carry out this project, and
hopefully, come to a conclusion about the ability of genetic
mutation/editing, carried out by humans. the project has, as of yet,
involved only research into the past of biomedical genetic engineering,
such as early twenty-first century discoveries, occurring in the years
two thousand twenty, two thousand twenty-five, and two thousand thirty.
these are, of course, the experiments that ended up killing twelve human
lives, six americans, three japenese, and three english. the
experiments were attempts to altar the dna in humans, as to stop
diseases caused by gene linkage. there are only a small number of these
diseases in existance today, since many of them stopped the reproduction
of the human species, the reproductive organs either unable to work, or
not present.
the americans had rights, of course, so they weren't really reported.
these lines will be deleted from the final report, if it even ever gets
out.
the biological experiment that this team was working on right now was a
genetically linked disease. the disease involved underdeveloped body
parts, and eventually death. the brain could only take so much
information. cells would not reproduce. the person would be a walking
mass of dna, really, and would die.
the scientists had not really studied this disease before, so it seemed
unique. geno-fibrous breakdown was what it was nicknamed right now.
genetic research, as it is now, is rather low tech, compared to the rest
of the world. the same equipment being used now was being used fourty,
fifty, maybe sixty years ago. and we hadn't made all too much progress.
the united states government, therefore, wishes for me to record any and
all things that might, in some way, aid to the advancing research in
genetic engineering (if you ask me, this is a hopeless cause).
the scientists here at university of maryland work many long hours in
this lab, and even more hours in their offices, writing papers and
reports such as this one. i'm not a scientist, by any means. i am
probably the least informed out there when they start talking dna, but
i'm not stupid, and i can remember.
when i arrived, the experiments had not yet begun, and the scientists
were spending time in the university's library, reading through
holo-disks of research papers on genetic information, research papers
like this one, that informed them about everything and anything you want
to know about genetic engineering, and more. (they took notes).
the genetic engineering industry involves the changing of sugar bases and
such, to alter the dna and hopefully fix whatever problems there are. or
the scientists could take their tools and cut off part of the dna link,
the extra part(s) which probably caused the disease in the first place.
the experiments would begin in a few days. the first couple of
experiments would be tests on (human) guinea pigs which carried the
genetic disorder. scientists would try to splice the dna, isolate the
parts that were the disease, and hopefully splice the dna back together,
moins disease, to get the disease out of the system.
i believe that scientists neglected to think about what might happen if
the (human) guinea pigs did not go back to "normal" human functions, and
continue to grow. if the cells did not divide, the body would die.
even worse, if the guinea pigs bleed during removal of dna, they might
not clot up, in which case, they'd die.
geno-fibrous breakdown does not make an appearance until later in life,
around the age of twenty seven. at around this time, the body either
stops reproducing cells, or goes braindead, or starts to shrink. all
three end up in death. braindead is the quickest, of course.
my assignment was to record everything i see as this moves along, and
that is what i am doing. i have yet to meet anyone except the head
scientist here, doctor ned dorsmon.
he is a good man. he's going back in the years, i think he's fifty
something right now, maybe sixty. he knows his stuff, though, as he
guessed my age right off, and a couple of my quirks, like my favorite
colour. he picked red, he was right.
thank god he didn't start analyzing everything (which i'm sure he could),
or he would have gone on and on about my thirst for blood. if that was
true, i would have become a surgeon, not a recruit for the army, then
after i finished my term, a roaming freelance writer/researcher.
i wasn't exactly qualified for this job. while being introduced to doctor
dorsmon, my eyes kept on wondering away from me towards the female
specimens at this facility. some young college girls caught my attention,
and, to say the least, i hardly heard a word doctor dorsmon was saying. i
had my eyes planted on them. they were beautiful, and from the looks of
what they were doing, they were smart, too. i think they were smarter
than me, and one of them caught me staring, and just smiled. i smiled
back, nervously, and turned my attention back to doctor dorsman.
i'm going to go rest now, and i will be back to enter my next journal
whenever something happens. i imagine this project is going to be boring,
yet i know not what may happen. hopefuly one of the young college girls
will talk with me. maybe they're going to be working next to me as i
record everything i see. i don't know.



--
when you peel back my eyes i see the pain and feel alive my hatred heaps upon
this fire that burns inside and you blow higher but i don't need you anymore
you cannot hurt me anymore keep it away from the fire unless you want it to
burn it burns wildfire set on fire you caught on fire and when you take me
in your mind into this dirty sodden shrine i do not need you anymore you
cannot hurt me anymore -- kmfdm "ultra" -- joshua@client.dmccorp.com
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