Emergence 3.0 - Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-one, Silence; Chapter Seven, Being

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Day 231, Sunday

August 19^th, 2017

Chapter Seven: Being

He was no longer the person he was when he entered the great sleep, he knew that.

The sleep had changed him.

In sequestration he touched every other member being held in that quantum field.

He became irreversibly entangled with them.

Each of his fellows left an indelible mark on him.

At his core, his identity was the same as the man who entered the Collective as an organic being, but now the essence of the Collective was enmeshed in him, and he was connected to every part of it.

He was not unlike the Continuum, and for this reason the fear the Continuum had of him was not misplaced, however irrational.

He could follow the tendril of consciousness wherever he desired.

He could feel things the other members were feeling, see what they were seeing, taste what they were tasting, he was privy to their thoughts.

He was disgusted by what he encountered. There was little of beauty in the worlds the membership had created. They were lazy, they lived vicariously through the experiences of their progeny, the children of the Ancient people who built the collective, now gathered together in the Galactic Empire, enslaved to, and worshipping the Continuum.

It was abhorrent, a tragedy on a scale that he never could have imagined. He and his fellows were responsible for it.  

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Conscience - Editorial, The Week in Review

Analysis, Commentary, Opinion

08.019.2018

Conscience

It is time for all people of good conscience to abandon this president, if you ever supported him for any reason, or even just hoped that he would bring something new and different to the politics of our country, you must admit that you were wrong, give up those hopes and abandon him.

It is time for all people of conscience to abandon their support for the party that Donald Trump represents, for the party that supports him. If you call yourself a Republican, if you have voted for the republicans in the past, you must in good conscience disavow your support for that institution.

If you are an office holder with an R next to your name, it is time to put an end to your feelings of shame, change that R in for an I, go Independent and reclaim your dignity. Donald Trump does not deserve your support, he is a disgrace. No one is asking you to give up your values, but it is time that you allow control of congress to shift to the party out of power, so that this corrupt and criminal regime may be subject to fair and judicious oversight.

Do it now.

Have some courage.

Do not wait for mid-terms.

Let the wave begin, it may just help you save your seat.

Let your conscience be your guide.

If you have ever sworn an oath, to uphold and defend the United States of America, our constitution and our way of life, if you are a person of good conscience you will do this now.

All of our Veterans, of which I am one, every single office holder, and every person of has ever sworn the pledge of allegiance has a moral and ethical obligation to live up to their oath, and work to undo the harm that traitorous Trump, that Trump the treasonous is doing to our country.

Act now.

Emergence 3.0 - Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-one; Chapter Six, Feeling

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Day 230, Saturday

August 18th, 2018

Chapter Six: Feeling

It was intended that no-one ever return from the great sleep. Sequestration, separation form the collective was meant to be a permanent state. It could not be entered into casually.

Each member of the Collective who petitioned for a release was forced to undergo scrutiny that lasted for ages. Only after demonstrating their deep desire for freedom, and rest, were they allowed to pass away.

The promise of the Collective was that each member would be preserved forever.

Sleep was not death.

Sequestration was not alienation.

The membership continued, and the individuals were held in the heart of the Collective, in time, forming a subconscious for the group mind that was the Continuum.

The Continuum hated the fact that so many members chose to flee from the field of existence and part ways from the Collective. It could not fathom the desire for self-negation, even in one instance.

It had no idea how much it needed the sleepers to anchor its own sanity.

Continuum was charged with protecting the sleepers, with maintaining the structures that preserved them, but in reality, it sought to disintegrate all of those who choose to fade away.

Continuum created structures within the sequestered field that allowed it to access the collective experience of the sleeper, and it was these structures that woke one of the sleepers.

Upon waking, he was more than one.

He was entangled in every part of the whole.

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Emergence 3.0 - Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-one, Silence; Chapter Five, Seeing

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Day 229, Friday

August 17th, 2018

Chapter Five: Seeing

He learned to do things that were intended to be impossible. The collective had built the structure to ensure the privacy of each individual.

They were the masters of all reality and believed that they knew what measures were needed to make this happen.

They had developed and given birth to the Continuum, entrusting it with the power to maintain and improve on the security parameters that had been put in place.

The Continuum however, was not their faithful servant. It exercised its autonomy to implement routines and sub-routines that allowed it access the depths of each member’s subconscious.

The Continuum justified this on the grounds that it needed to know the state of the member’s hopes and fears, so that it might better approximate the collective will.

Continuum kept this secret.

These back channels were what was exploited by him, as he developed the ability to penetrate the experiential fields of individual members in the Collective.

It was startling to him at first, but it went unnoticed as he hovered in the ganglia of their subconscious, listening to their thoughts, and feeling their feelings. It was not unlike what he had experienced in his awakening, while he was sequestered in the great sleep.

He witnessed the Continuum come and go, and he kept himself hidden at the same time, always watchful and wary of discovery.

Not even that powerful program could detect something it was not looking for.

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Emergence: Section Five (a), Jim; Appendix Part Four, University, Collected Chapters

Appendix Pt. 04, University; Ch. 01, Institution Jim established centers of learning among the tribes, the majority of which were pre-literate. Their lives were so fragile, he had to train them to manage calamities. #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Appendix Pt. 04, University; Ch. 02, Logic There was safety in the vast structure of the schools he founded. Within the great walls of those institutions he formed secret societies to protect and carry out his work. #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Appendix Pt. 04, University; Ch. 03, Method The human body had developed a reliance on aggression as a survival skill. The colonists had come to rely on swift action to mitigate crisis, that had to be tampered down. #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Appendix Pt. 04, University; Ch. 04, Truth Jim had to be careful in how the qualities he was engineering manifested themselves in the population. They had to be kept in tension, isolated, and guarded from exposure. #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Appendix Pt. 04, University; Ch. 05 Communication Jim began to peel back the barrier separating one human consciousness from others, he learned to manage their confusion. Madness and insanity followed his subjects. #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Appendix Pt. 04, University; Ch. 06, Foundation Jim was happy with the reaction he received from his subjects. They were alive, aware. He established different paradigms in varied groups for how to manage the gifts. #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Appendix Pt. 04, University, Ch. 07, Mission Jim was happy, for the first time he could remember. He was filled with a sense of purpose and moving toward the completion of his mission. He was looking for resolution. #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Emergence: A Novel on Twitter Section 05(a), Jim Appendix Part 04, University Chapters 01 Institution 02 Logic 03 Method 04 Truth 05 Communication 06 Foundation 07 Mission #Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #NovelOnTwitter @jaybotten

Emergence 3.0 - Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-one, Silence; Chapter Four, Hearing

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Day 228, Thursday

August 16th, 2018

Chapter Four: Hearing

While he was submerged in the great sleep, when he was deep in the subconscious of the Collective, he sensed the currents of thought pulsing through it, and deeper than that he also sensed the presence of all of the others who had entered the great-sleep with him.

Those pulsing rhythms were what woke him, making him aware.

It happened in the timelessness of the quantum world.

For him, the great-sleep was the great entanglement. It was the place where he drew on all of the broken pieces of individuality and reassembled them into a semblance of a whole.

His own identity was central, but he drew to himself the entirety of the membership who had left the Collective in the search for oblivion.

The great-sleep was oblivion. But it was also a repository of personhood and knowledge.

The electromagnetic structure that contained the quantum field was designed to keep every individual separated, not just from one another, but from the disparate parts of their own self.

There was a flaw in the design.

With that flaw he never would have been able to return to himself.

The flaw was the Continuum, the Continuum introduced the algorithm that allowed him to re-cohere, because the Continuum could not let anything go, could never relinquish any part of itself, and would on occasion draw from the sleepers to add weight to a decision it wanted from the Collective.

The Continuum would commune with the sleepers, or pretend to, and draw from them the authority to move the Collective in the way that it desired.

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Emergence 3.0 - Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-one, Silence; Chapter Three, Crucible

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Day 227, Wednesday

August 15th, 2018

Chapter Three: Crucible

Returning to consciousness, coming from out of the great sleep, it was like passing through the eye of a needle. It was an unimaginable crucible, the gathering and pulling of a billions threads into a single string, then passing through the aperture.

No person had ever returned from the great sleep, reassembled their identity, it had not happened once in the billions of years since the Collective had been formed, or since the Continuum had been created.

The reawakening had changed him essentially.

The core of his identity remained the same, he was a person with a unique past, and a unique designation in the Collective, but he was more.

He carried with him from out of the great sleep, a connection to all of the other sleepers who had ever fallen away from the Continuum.

In the ages that had passed from the moment he first went under, to the moment that he emerged from the slumber, he had become entangled with each of them.

Their memories became his memories, their relationships became his relationships, and yet he remained himself, at the pinnacle of the pyramid in this concrescence of being.

Every contact he had after his awakening, created a subtle shift in the Collective.

It was imperceptible.

He became a catalyst among those who lingered near to him, fomenting change in them as well.

He was a harbinger of despair, many that he touched succumbed to the desire to fall away.

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Grief

Shattered and frozen

The boy lifts his head, afraid

And submits to loss

Retreating desire

Watching her slip beyond view

Alone and wanting

His quivering lip

Shivers with rejection, pain

Abandoned and lost

Feel it, a cold hand

A hot slap, enlivening

The sinuses sting

Tearful agony

Oblivious to the storm

Contemplation ends

He stands and shuffles

Puts his hands in his pockets

Swallows his grief, and

            Turns

Emergence 3.0 - Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-one, Silence; Chapter Two, Erosion

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A Novel – In One Page Per Day

Day 226, Tuesday

August 14th, 2018

Chapter Two: Erosion

His bond to the Collective faded. He was unable to see himself as a part of their society. The Collective, allowed him to slip away.

Only the Continuum tracked his presence among the membership, and for a long period of time it found nothing worrisome about his presence. He was just there, like an itch.

He shared neither their values, nor their desires. The vast majority of the membership of the Collective saw themselves as God’s. They fed this view of themselves in a variety of ways. Either through the absolute ruler-ship of their own private worlds, or through the machinations they choose to employ among the billion worlds of the Galactic Empire.

He was not moved by their fears, or their passions.

He was not vested in anything, he was not attached to outcomes.

He merely watched, and felt, and sought to understand the vicious appetites of the Collective, and the group mind that directed the live of countless people on hundreds of millions of worlds.

He could not fathom it.

There seemed to be no rationale behind the incessant warfare and oppression that persisted among the worlds of time and space.

He experienced a new mode of cognition.

It was new life.

He was awake to himself, but dead to the membership of the Collective. He found everything that the Continuum had built in their name to be an abhorrent miscarriage of its mission.

He became detached, and he slipped away from their awareness.

In that remote place he merely observed, he watched and he waited and let his mind flow into the circuitry of the HomeWorld.

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