020. About reality, 2

(Aïssheat)

I treaded carefully along the unexplored new shores before me.

I spent more time contemplating the possibilities and weighing the eventualities.

I shouldn't rush as another past me would have.

In life, in love and in ambition. Maybe I've grown wise, and all it took was the end of the world.

My care and concerns have grown too much to be taken just as lightly.

So long I'm among the only noticeable explorers over here, there is no reason to hurry.

Furthermore as there is nothing I could achieve very rapidly.

My own existence is already a web of compromises I don't want to overestimate. Passing the boundaries of humanity and the new side of reality did not strengthen me especially.

That I can now interact more subtly with these energies and consider weaving new destinies does not make me all powerful or invincible.

Any new shockwave or sneeze near me could mean the end of my identity and existence. So I still tread ever so carefully.

But I must start tilting the balance of longer destinies, to ensure only good hands end up reaching the prized sanctuary.

How much time I could have would above all parameters define how I should act on this. And it's a resource unfortunately hard to define, since I can't see and process everything surrounding the only landmark and its influence. Whether I can allow centuries to help a civilisation to become ideal or should just whisper my ideas to the next coming adventurer in a hurry, I cannot say yet.

So I observe the gradients of particles and make educated guesses at how they define wider pictures, and how they statistically will lean toward in history.

Drawing parallels between the entire new born ecosystem and past human biology.

I lean back on what I remember of metabolism, nutrition and cellular developments.

I see the floating cancerous islands that will blossom all over the world.

There will be dragons and monsters... What we've seen along the trail from the Tamźródlo, it will happen in scattered dots all over the world, like stars in the night sky.

There will be competitions of individual thoughts before cooperation and gradual unification. There will be attempts of violent absorptions and revolutions. I can foresee most of these oscillations.

And now I can expect that before the next century is over, something else but Aïsshea will reach the source and get closer...

I draw my curves of growth and complexity, my natural equations from the levels already observed.

It will not take an eternity to beat me and my sisters in this destiny.

And there is only so much I will be able to prepare to put the chances on our philosophical side.

Maybe a few years from now and a few more percent of chances in this wild prognostic of what the future will be.

I'm still quite concerned, I thought at that time.

And then, I saw a ray of brighter unexpected hope.

A quiet change I could translate as an influence from my dear elder sister.

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A little unexpectedly honestly, the situation changed suddenly, in a way I would describe as for the better.

A wiser choice.

I think she did this to give me time. And moreover to reduce the likelihood of unsavoury interactions before a good thread of fate is spooled by us.

In the distance, the brightness of the little sun still illuminating the other world, giving its flows good momentum, it has dimmed.

The new day turned to twilight suddenly, and quieter night rapidly.

It's not like she extinguished it, but more as if she managed to diffuse it, or hide it underwater.

Maybe she made it lower in altitude out there to hide below the level of the horizon or invisible waters.

Under the atmospheric layers, it's more discreet.

And quite suddenly to the unaware eyes or mere instincts toward it, it appeared as if the trail suddenly went colder.

The hurricane or rather cyclone that defined the world's new climate since its appearance, it now simply vanished from our simpler sights.

The winds of change have fallen. The oceanic levels of new waters will not change, but their likely origin has now fallen gently under the radar sights.

It left the last momentums of its influence scatter, far beyond the horizon I stand over.

I was a little in awe, still noticing in the last whiffs of elements that it was her doing.

Aïsshean managed to take some hold of the drive to this odd ship, to land it gently ashore.

The rush and fires are over. The new season will be quieter.

And I fully appreciate how Annie made this in order to grant her sisters more room to win hope over.

She reduced the competitive pressure and also the timely pressure. Now that the lighthouse fire has been clouded and dimmed, it will take individuals with higher memories and intelligence to pursue after the theoretical treasure. Now we have suppler chances to bend things over.

Thank you...

I stepped ahead, observing the now more randomly spiralling patterns of exotic particles. The currents are gone, they fall free.

Slowly like new galaxies, new things will ignite and grow all over.

I will figure out the best plans, for her and everyone over.

I will give everything I am, to find the right way onward.

To keep all the advantages of intelligence and ethics over.

To make the one that will eventually take over the ideal one. To wish for better.

To keep the end we feared from occurring and also reach something far better.

Now is also an opportunity to make heavens brighter.

I'll start from the ground and figure out what will be the best way to inseminate that source over.

So that the new god to come only means felicity, for all and ever...

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