018. Transmigration, 1

(Aïssheat)

I heard the shockwave coursing through the air.

I've just lost my sisters.

I'm on my own... To find the only way, terrified albeit wilful altogether.

My legs weren't moving on feet any longer. I could be naught but the next vanishing whisper.

My sense of self had already dimed, but my bodily needs even further.

I continued to wander, aware of how much I had decorporated into something different altogether.

I continued to carry my thoughts and ideas to consider, but I had gradually abandoned everything else that bound me to old flesh that I used to require.

All this to find the most hopeful solution and conclusion to our wonders.

I continued to float step by step, adrift and further north overall, in the wake of the glow that could eclipse the sun.

The abandoned source continued to drift frictionless onward, as if I never had any sister.

They must have turned to memories and dust already. I know they wanted to climb, and break this power.

But I think it's too late for that.

There's no longer hope or purpose destroying a fountain that is already flowing steadily.

What will eventually happen is the same natural kind of opportunistic pattern as ever.

Someone or something will try to claim that power.

We all thrive from lust and hunger. Humans and otherwise, we long for such power...

And now that it has already spread, the world knows it exists. There will be others.

I spent the ensuing times concerned about how much this source of power would endlessly attract others.

Also, I'm afraid we won't be able to cut in pieces what is like water.

Given how much has already poured over our world, it's altogether already a little pointless.

I shared their concern that the next eruption would be likely the last.

But I don't think violent behaviour will be the answer against explosive principles.

How could you cut water or destroy energy altogether? What we need, the only virtuous path ahead, is an illuminated, awakened ruler. A rightful and educated handler. Make some use of thousands years of studying philosophy and intendancy.

What we need is a proper being to bring these fires under control and useful purposes. An intelligence.

And what worries me now, is that obvious instinct of power attracting all kinds of ambitions naturally.

Some merciful, not as much as others can be.

While I'm contemplating logic and smoother transfer, I'm growing concerned of what others could prefer.

Someday, someone or something will eventually manage to reach that overflowing and abandoned power.

I don't know if Annie would manage to prevent such a claim from her grave.

A new god will rise in the north, above their leftovers.

It's nearly unavoidable. And I even wish that it was my sisters who did.

But now that the structure continues to float away while all echoes of their thoughts vanished, I'm afraid they're already gone like any other.

As they reached its horizon of events, every living thing attracted by the source has vanished in its radiance.

It is mildly reassuring. Because it will continue to sieve what kind of things or people might be able to claim its power. But it also highlights how much this thing is a throning star above us. It's a sun god's power that shines out there unrivalled.

I cannot yet figure out what kind of technological singularity could handle such astonishing levels of energy and power. But humanity has held with industries similar intensities of energy in the past already. Our mastery of physics also was unrivalled in the known galaxy.

It's not impossible for something constructed. And on the side of biological constructs, along which we've tended to shift or transfer, there are obvious possibilities that will be growing dominant sooner or later.

Between my hands, I already manage to hold droplets of these raining shiny showers. The tiniest of these elements flowing freely around, my new organisation that abandoned organic metabolism behind, it can interact with it better. It's a new form of chemistry apparently, free from strong force possibly.

Away from past biology and embracing this new reality, we're likely among the pioneers to these new solutions of stability.

Away from chemical biology...

I've been unwillingly, without realising it at first, been transforming to adapt fully to this new layer to reality. It's a new potential that seems higher and more versatile than electrochemical interactions to build molecules and then cells.

And this source of energy is like another sun allowing all elemental reactions to randomly occur.

A new primeval ocean has risen metaphorically, with a sun to warm it to levels that will allow complexity of activity to grow rapidly further.

The more I think about it, the more I realise how much this new layer washed and ruptured our past stability...

But also it stretched a new blank canvas of potential and diversity.

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As we travelled together, we didn't move only through space.

We also emigrated to this new plane together.

Now the landscapes I see are altogether known past with solid land, and future seas still primordial and unsettled.

Uncharted lands of reality ripped open altogether and superimposed. The Tamźródlo opened new potential and branes to reality more than it simply washed power.

But as I realize that, I may be the only one today able to see the depth and immensity of this new world, with the intelligence and culture of an old world dweller. I may be the first and only living being able to analyse this new world that blossomed recently.

I find myself now alone, standing over the edge between past and new world.

The landscapes of superimposed layers of realities, with that second sun slowly drifting away in the sky, they make me feel weird.

Most of the old world may have been wrecked on impact... But it's not all dead. The new one is still abstract turmoil over virgin seas never explored.

Aside for the source itself in between, there doesn't seem to be any continent, landmark or island to explore.

It's a new world of energetic fragments and nothing else just yet.

But I can already tell this won't last forever. This oceanic planet will change as well.

The disconnect may be high between the two layers currently, but they wil gradually meet each other in all sorts of ways.

Others like me will reach out to the other possibilities and energies of the world away from older weight and atoms.

And this new sea will gradually differentiate into geology and meteorology as it statistically continues to interact with the matters of planet Earth.

It's just the beginning, I see it now. And I feel concerned because that other little sun, it has almost landed somewhere out there.

Nothing but god ever claimed the sun.

To embody the sun and all its powers and influences over the world has only and always been in the realm of theology.

Now, as even my sisters attempted to prove, some parts of history and reality have started over...

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