A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 213, Wednesday
August 1st, 2018
Chapter Three: The Collective
Beyond the boundaries of the sequestered space, electromagnetic barriers that were designed to be impermeable, he could feel the Collective pressing in on him, surrounding, penetrating his consciousness.
He felt individuated identities passing through his own, like sand sifting through a fine meshed screen. They occupied the same field for a time, and then they were gone, and his distinctiveness remained intact.
He was connected to the whole, absorbed in it, and completely separated at the same time, it was a phenomenon that the Collective had never encountered, and the possibility of which the Continuum had never reported.
His consciousness was a type of singularity, unique in the history of the Collective.
He knew it. He alone had been awakened.
Something extraordinary was happening in him.
The collision of consciousness was like the collision of galaxies, the greatest structures in the universe passing through each other and completing their passage with their core intact.
The metaphor was apt, but not exact, the collision of galaxies changed each structure indelibly, each left the other with parts of itself in an exchange of energy and mass.
For him there was only collection he left nothing of himself in any other, nothing discernable, as the collective consciousness and the consciousness of the sequestered passed through him, he accumulated their experiences into his own, but he left nothing of himself in return.
They were substantial and he remained like background radiation, ephemeral.
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