[TaeCross has asked me to post this for him. He feels those that have Neo in their heart should be of willing mind, body, and spirit. Here is his test for those wishing to prove it.]
1) Solve:
2) In every path, you shall find truths, and you shall find lies. At least one of these doors is a truth; and at least one of these is a lie and one is the correct path. Once you know, the doors will lead you to your answer. Which door do you choose?
3) Walk my path:
It started here. It ended here. And started all over again.
I often come here to meditate, when I am alone. I pass a pawn shop as I leave the hardline, where a desperate mother gives away her old wedding ring to pay the bills. I nearly trip and fall in car sized potholes blocking my path. This part of the city is too run down, too old, too broken to fix. Yet I can almost feel it, it feels like it doesn’t want to be fixed.
I arrive at my destination. Two payphones stand outside. Their wires cut to prevent anyone from escaping by there route. It almost seems ironic given where I am.
I enter the building and get some odd stares. People don’t dress like I do. People don’t look like I do. I am different. I see with different eyes. A woman asks if she can help me. I acknowledge to her with the gentlest of motions, and pass on my way. She shrugs goes back to her work sorting files between two cabinets.
I walk to the elevator, and go on feel the place I must be comes like second nature to me.
There I sit and meditate. My legs crossed, and my eyes closed. I can feel everything around me. Billions of lines and arcs of code flowing in and out like a seamless network. Swelling with code, then contracting and sending each piece on its way. This was the center of it, the origin of the soul of this world.
I can feel the history of this building. So much it has seen. Death at its worst and life at it’s best. It tells me its secrets like an old friend. Whispering in my ear like a beat of a steady bass. It’s thumping its words in and out like a timeless echo. To stop would mean death
I close my eyes, and I begin to feel. I begin to believe.
Will you meditate with me and feel the Neo in your Heart?
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Send what you know to me at "Taecross (at) yahoo.com."
In addition, include
A) your faction name (No longer than 21 characters unless you include a new version of the faction name.)
B) the in-game name of your faction's contact
I only need one message per faction, preferably by the faction leader.
1) Solve:
2) In every path, you shall find truths, and you shall find lies. At least one of these doors is a truth; and at least one of these is a lie and one is the correct path. Once you know, the doors will lead you to your answer. Which door do you choose?
3) Walk my path:
It started here. It ended here. And started all over again.
I often come here to meditate, when I am alone. I pass a pawn shop as I leave the hardline, where a desperate mother gives away her old wedding ring to pay the bills. I nearly trip and fall in car sized potholes blocking my path. This part of the city is too run down, too old, too broken to fix. Yet I can almost feel it, it feels like it doesn’t want to be fixed.
I arrive at my destination. Two payphones stand outside. Their wires cut to prevent anyone from escaping by there route. It almost seems ironic given where I am.
I enter the building and get some odd stares. People don’t dress like I do. People don’t look like I do. I am different. I see with different eyes. A woman asks if she can help me. I acknowledge to her with the gentlest of motions, and pass on my way. She shrugs goes back to her work sorting files between two cabinets.
I walk to the elevator, and go on feel the place I must be comes like second nature to me.
There I sit and meditate. My legs crossed, and my eyes closed. I can feel everything around me. Billions of lines and arcs of code flowing in and out like a seamless network. Swelling with code, then contracting and sending each piece on its way. This was the center of it, the origin of the soul of this world.
I can feel the history of this building. So much it has seen. Death at its worst and life at it’s best. It tells me its secrets like an old friend. Whispering in my ear like a beat of a steady bass. It’s thumping its words in and out like a timeless echo. To stop would mean death
I close my eyes, and I begin to feel. I begin to believe.
Will you meditate with me and feel the Neo in your Heart?
------
Send what you know to me at "Taecross (at) yahoo.com."
In addition, include
A) your faction name (No longer than 21 characters unless you include a new version of the faction name.)
B) the in-game name of your faction's contact
I only need one message per faction, preferably by the faction leader.
I have 2 Clues worked out guys 
Carry about your business.
