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Friday, September 7, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-four, Selected; Chapter Five, Children of the Ancients


Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 250, Friday
September 7th, 2018

Chapter Five: Children of the Ancients

The Ancient spacefaring people founded thousands of communities among the stars.

Their first steps were two inhabit the planets and natural satellites in their home solar system.

The mined every world for the metals and gasses they needed for fuel and sustenance.

They harnessed the comets and smaller objects that wandered in irregular orbits around their star.

They built colonies on asteroids, on planetoids and planetessimals, strapped engines to them, and road them into the void looking for new places to dwell among the stars.

They built incredible archologies, launching them into the darkness of space.

Generation after generation, they built new ships, captured new vessels, and pushed themselves out, deep into the galaxy.

The people that volunteered for these missions, were explorers, whole communities, families of adventurers.

They were heroic.

He followed their legends, tracking the wake of their passage, searching for the furthest, most remote, and isolated outposts of the Collective’s past.

He was determined to find the most ancient link to the past of his people, believing that it could save them.

Only a fraction of the communities and vessels he found were living, and thriving. 

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Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Halloween

I am getting old, maybe, I will be fifty soon.

When I was young I imagined that Halloween was for children. It was costumes and candy and imaginary play. Halloween was an escape from reality, it was a chance to glance into another world, to pierce the veil of the real and true.

We use to go block to block in our costumes, we called it Trick or Treating, we carried pillow cases with us, taking candies at nearly every door.

We scoffed at the people only handed out little bibles, or toothpaste, or home-made goods.

We would rather have nothing at all.

I remember the drill of searching through our candy piles at the end of the night, looking for suspicious things, open packages.

We understood that some people hated children and would slip needles, or razor blades into the candies.

Halloween was not all fun and games.

Halloween has a deeper meaning, than we were taught as children. It had a long history, and it was not just about ghosts and goblins and friendly witches.

In the celebration of Halloween there is an ages old conflict, between the Christian Church, and the “Old Time Religion,” the customs of the pagans, their traditions lurking just beneath the surface.

On the Christian Calendar; Halloween was known as the All Hallows Eve. It was a celebration of the honored dead, of all the saints who had passed before, gone to meet the maker.

For the old pagans; whose traditions are tightly interwoven with the church, Halloween is a celebration of the dead, plain and simple, all of the dead, the Saints and sinners together.

Halloween is an acknowledgment of the dead whose spirits live among us still; good and bad, honored or not, and more often than not Halloween celebrates the dangerous, the macabre, the frightening, and the weird, those qualities and characteristics that ever person hides within themselves, for fear of the world.

I was fourteen the last year I went Trick or Treating, and really, I was only chaperoning my younger brother. I took some candy nonetheless.

In that same year I remember the Pastor at my church lamenting the popularity of the pagan festival. Believing that the Christian feast should be honored instead, excluding anything else.

There was no fun in that.     

In the years that have followed, the number of children who go out in costumes seeking candy has declined by 25%.

Halloween is no longer considered safe or wholesome.

At forty-eight I watch my peers obsess over this Holiday still.

A few of them earn an income through it, I understand that.

Other have children, and for them it is a carrying forward of a tradition.

Most look to Halloween or the weekend preceding it, as a cause to be drunken, to crawl through bars in costumes, to cling to their childhood, to the freedoms they had as children, actual freedoms they remember, some they only imagine that they had.

For me it is just another day, Halloween, I do not believe that the dead walk with us. I have never seen a ghost, or evidence of magic.

2017.10.31

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Friday, September 9, 2016

Emergence: Section Five, 92835670100561474; Part Thirty-four, Selected, Collected Chapters



Selected; Part Thirty-four,
Chapter One: Return
Pt. 34, Ch. 01
Jim drifted in obscurity; silent, and forgotten. When he asserted his voice in the Continuum there was astonishment.
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Selected; Part Thirty-four,
Chapter Two: Commission
Pt. 34, Ch. 02
Continuum did not want him; a relic lingering in its subconscious; judging them. Jim was sent to the Observer Corps.
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Selected; Part Thirty-four,
Chapter Three: Exile
Pt. 34, Ch. 03
Observers were malcontent; desiring neither the collective, nor the great sleep. They were sent out into the galaxy.
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Selected; Part Thirty-four,
Chapter Four: Mission  
Pt. 34, Ch. 04
For thousands of lives he pursued the migration the ancients took before Continuum; beyond the Empire, in the stars.
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Selected; Part Thirty-four,
Chapter Five: Children of the Ancients
Pt. 34, Ch. 05
The ancient race founded thousands of communities among the stars. He followed their legends and tracked their wake.
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Selected; Part Thirty-four,
Chapter Six: The Lost   
Pt. 34, Pt. 06
In his quest for the ancient spacefarers; he found many lines of their progeny who had vanished from their knowledge.
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Selected; Part Thirty-four,
Chapter Seven: The Changed

Pt. 34, Ch. 07
He found colonies that had lost the memory of where they came from. Their trials and their sojourn had altered them.
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Emergence:
Section Five, 92835670100561474
Selected; Part Thirty-four
Collected Chapters
Section 05, 92835670100561474
Part 34, Selected
Chapters
01 Return
02 Commission
03 Exile
04 Mission
05 Children of the Ancients
06 The Lost
07 The Changed
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#365SciFi
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