A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 042, Sunday
February 11th, 2018
Chapter Seven: Memory
There was not a moment of her life that Kathy could not recall, she remembered everything. She remembered the birth canal, the darkness of the womb, her mother’s breast.
She remembered her first birthday, her first steps. She rememberd struggling as an infant, struggling to be understood, to speak, to master the muscles in her tongue and lips, so that she could form words against her palate and speak.
Her contextualization was perfect, and it was as fast as lightening. She could pull together the most remote and seemingly unconnected pieces of data to provide context for analysis. Her proctors believed that the speed with which she could arrive at conclusions was not measurable. She could answer questions in no-time.
She defied understanding.
The field of her knowledge was not limited to her own experience. It was tied into her genetic heritage, the memories of her ancestors built into her DNA. But it was more than that, she was able to tap into something else that was only understood through mythic narrative, a structure that no human being actually understood, and of which only a few human beings even suspected the existence of; the nous sphere, of Tielhard de Chardin, the cynergenic field of Carl Jung, the collective unconscious of planet Earth.
In that electromagnetic field, that quantum reality, the entire repository of human knowledge existed. Kathy had access to it, she was not the first human being of which this was true, but she was the first person that it did not drive into madness.
Now that she was standing in Jim’s apartment, she knew that he had lied to her about a great many things. His life was not at all as he had presented it to her. This life was not his only life, there was more than one Jim, of that she was certain.
Kathy was not surprised.
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