Antierra Manifesto – blog post #27

[begin blog post #27

“We found nothing on that moon.  All we know was gleaned from the pseudo-historical documents in the King’s archives.”

I’m so excited now that I feel ready to risk anything to get more information, perhaps to convince him or the Cydroids to take another look on Albaral.  I blurt out: “Maybe you did not want to find anything?  Afraid of what you would discover?”

His face darkens and I watch his moves, particularly his hands.  “Be careful of your accusations, Antierra.  Your statement is completely unfounded and unfair to us.  You can’t know…”

“You know what I don’t like about scientists in general, doctor?”

He frowns and I know I’m treading on dangerous grounds but I must get this off my chest now, no matter what he decides to do.  He replies with a hint of annoyance, “I’m sure you are about to tell me.”

“Scientists assume that everything has a logical explanation; that everything can be reduced to a set of calculations any computer can then analyze to give the only logical answer possible.  That is their greatest weakness.  They develop a fetish about their research and theories, a religious singleness of mind that given time and of course recognition, blinds them to any number of other possibilities.  However many times they have been shocked from their tunnel vision, they inevitably return to the simple comfort and profit of it. 

“They seldom realize the truth of it: that they cannot enter some of those “other factors” in their calculations; such factors being the esoteric quality of all life; forces created by minds through belief systems, collective histories, the shadow side.  There is also that which I, as an Avatari, know as Spirit – the primal force that turns itself into a Möbius band so that what appears to us as the two sides of life is really always only one. 

“Hence their understanding of life remains ever incomplete and seriously flawed.  Result,  those who trust them must pay for their mistakes and endure… or painfully recover, as has been the case on Old Earth following a short time when its pseudo-humanity gave itself body and “soul” to a science and technology they thought they understood and controlled.  It very nearly destroyed them and their world. 

“Life does not make mistakes doctor – by nature it is quite incapable of that.  It is people misunderstanding its purpose who “sin” against what is essentially a perfect process.  It is all those power-hungry minds who place their pet theories, their self-centered dreams, their selfish ventures, their “absolute truths” ahead of life’s natural flow.

“And why?  Because they are faced with a collective consciousness that is dirty, messy, unpredictable but which they would control and profit from.  It is however a world in flux and chaos, remaining viable only by a fine thread of order that keeps breaking and that people like you and me must continually repair with haywire, granny knots and “sleue” before the whole thing unravels.” 

He interrupts me. 

“I’m sorry, did you say slew…?”

“No, I said “sleue”(I spell it for him) – a slang word for a disgusting but absolutely necessary compound that can be manually applied using a small disposable pressure gun coated with artificial ceramic to cracks or holes on any, and I mean any(!) type of physical surface even in deep space.  If you allow any of this material to touch human flesh it eats it instantly and its fumes in a closed breathable environment act as any number of the deadliest poisons known.  They kill all biological life forms on contact.  Ironically it was developed for the wars against the Melkiars by materials discovered in their possession.  All their anti-biologic weaponry possessed some form of the formula for this compound.”

I see that he is about to stop me for another explanation and I forestall him. 

“Could I please ask you to refrain from asking me to explain every term I may use in this discussion?  I will clarify as we proceed along, if I feel it is necessary, or I will explain certain terms later if you wish.  If you interrupt me each time I say something you haven’t heard before, I’ll never finish.”

“I was going to ask you to clarify that comment about your wars with Melkiars but very well, I’ll hold my questions until later.  Mind if I enter your terms in my datacom unit?”

“Please do.”  I wave my hand at him then stand up to pace around a bit.  I feel much tension talking to him as an equal.

“Now, where was I?  Oh yes, I was discussing scientists…

“Scientists believe they are the ones to turn it around; that they can order life; that all they need is just another key to the machine.  In many ways, they are just so many high priests making pronouncements regarding the movements and thoughts of the gods, taking creation or physical reality as nothing more than mechanically programmed reality.  When something comes up challenging theories which would destroy their beliefs they experience a powerful tendency to reject the new information.  As I learned through mind numbing experience, they simply resort to breaking down their material reality into tinier and tinier ‘bits’ – a desperate attempt to maintain some shred of physical evidence to keep all of life and all of reality in the test tube.” 

With a tone of annoyance and barely concealed sarcasm he asks, “Are you done?”

“For now yes.  It is not my desire to antagonize you or your people, sir.  Obviously your people have approached the Malefactus problem very seriously.

“But I feel you may have done so too linearly, ignoring philosophical or deductive reasoning in favour of pure science, or physics?  Perhaps in doing so you have overlooked the most logical clue of all: the presence of the artificial sun-moon they call Albaral.  The real story is there, I sense it.  How I wish I had the means I once had when serving in the Supremacy fleet: to ship up to Albaral and put it through the battery of tests our technology was, or is, so capable of.  I’m sure I would discover what powers it.” 

Relying on my intuition from the previous exchanges I ask the next logical question of him: “Please tell me doctor, what is your world called?”

He raises his heavy eyebrows at my question, “I am from Koron.  It is located, as seen from deep space, within the constellation Dedaeleon as is this world.  It is the closest inhabited world to T’Sing Tarleyn and of course, we share the same basic solar system although our own sun-star is different than the one that powers this world.  If you explore our combined greater solar system, or systems, you will find it complex and very fascinating.  Trying to unravel the mysteries of our worlds and our innate curiosity literally drove us to develop space travel to explore our worlds.  Once we had launched out we first explored our own inner space, our moons and asteroids.  That’s where we found our first alien space craft which we thought too small to be of much use in interstellar travels, yet had been built to accommodate humanoid beings.  But we found no trace of any kind of biological life aboard them.  It was as if they had been built for humans by robots and no human, or robot, had flown them.  When we understood enough of their technology to reactivate at least the communication and information storage devices aboard, we found nothing, just static.

“We puzzled over them and finally we developed a grapple system to piggy-back some of them back to our world to study.  We never could understand how they could be propelled from distances across parsecs of space; from other star systems.   Even in cryogenic freeze couches which the small ships were not equipped with there was no way they could travel outside a simple solar system without killing everyone aboard.  And even if they could travel at light speed, it would be hundreds or thousands of years before they reached our world! 

I notice his penchant to sarcasm again.  He shrugs, turns to look me in the eyes and says, “Perhaps you can solve that mystery for us?”

“I will try to explain sir.  Have you ever heard of the stack world theory?”

“If you mean the relative worlds idea, yes, I have heard of it.  I’d say I’ve heard enough about it to have dismissed it long ago.  It does not work simply because of the great singularity at the “center” of the so-called stack that possesses no known reality.  Anything flowing into the singularity disappears.  What seems to flow out from it has wave-front properties that make no sense – just pure chaos.  Almost like emotions measured from the break-up of feelings in hyper-agitated humans.”

I reply excitedly, “Exactly!  And how many worlds – if there was a stack condition of opposing stacks – how many relative worlds have you calculated to exist in tandem – that would affect each other’s gravitational pull, orbits and environmental conditions?”

“Our calculations decree an average of twelve worlds, six to an opposing ‘stack’ as you would put it.  But they could be considered as a complex system, each world having one or two suns and either one or two moons.  It’s a small tight-knit constellation, nothing more.  The singularity we take to be the same sort of force that exists at the center of any spiral galaxy, holding it together, pure energy, nothing else.”

[end blog post #27]

12 thoughts on “Antierra Manifesto – blog post #27

  1. Hyperion

    I like how we are slipping into discovery even with the Doc’s somewhat dismissive tone. He seems to represent the logic of self assured science while Antierra is comng from the emotional center. The doc is thinking and judging. Antierra is sensing and feeling. Deirdra is the neural connecter between them. Just my thoughts, I don’t mean to hijack the story. I do like this. I am wondering if they are on the verge of something that cannot be obtained without great risk.


    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      Very perceptive, Daniel, though it may not be what you are thinking. In any case never worry about “highjacking” the story. It can only add to the picture.

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      1. Hyperion

        I’ve been in a playful deep thought mode for a while now. My work exercises my imagination in wondrous ways and it is hard to turn off at times. Antierra’s manifesto is intriguing and pulls me right in. Part of my work is strategic planning which is most often building conceptual models. It’s fun stuff because I often see science fiction turn into science fact whether true or not. Anyway, your story excites that part of my creative mind and off we go to infinity and beyond as my buddy Buzz Lightyear always says.


      2. Sha'Tara Post author

        Thanks, glad you are getting something from it. As I pointed out to George (and he had noticed) I accidentally skipped blog post #28 but it wasn’t critical, just more of Antierra’s more esoteric explanations of how things work. I’ll try to be a bit more observant from now on… 🙂

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      3. Hyperion

        Ha ha ha! I think your attention is excellent 99.9% of the time. The other 0.1% is probably from that earthian part most of us are forced to deal with.


  2. Woebegone but Hopeful

    A compelling turn in the narrative with Antierra’s view of science.
    I sympathise with her viewpoint and the scientific one at the same time although Antierra’s is the one which is the most compelling


    1. Sha'Tara Post author

      Thanks for the comment, Roger. Obviously Antierra is not enamoured of scientists, though I don’t think she disparages science per se. Relatively speaking we are now some 300 years in Earth’s future and much has happened in the universe in that time and her experiences with the Melkiar wars (you’ll get to read more about that) and how the Supremacy handled that has left her embittered about the application of scientific discoveries… much as I myself feel currently with the happenings on Earth. The basis of Antierra’s negativity towards scientists has its source right here, right now. Think: with millions starving, homeless, without health care and with a shoe-string budget education system, India spends its money on laser technology that shoots down satellites. Where is our sense of value? What kind of inhumane creeps have Earthians become… or have always been? Why won’t they change?

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      1. Woebegone but Hopeful

        It’s a moot point Sha’ Tara.
        On a World History and Ecological level we could be simply a flawed species who is destined to go only so far along the Evolutionary Trail.
        Measured in time episodes of 10 million years and an over history of Life of 3.5 billion years so far with maybe another 5 billion in the future our tenure ‘hereabouts’ ‘an’t so long’.
        Back to the smear on the fossil record scenario


      2. Sha'Tara Post author

        Perhaps, but here we smilingly disagree. I’m one of those “weirdos” who can sense life beyond space and time, but particularly time since without space, time cannot exist, or if it does it is utterly meaningless. The Earthian creature is so much more than a mere physical entity going through pointless existence. All of us must, once done with time (which is the harbinger of death) face an infinite and eternal “future”. I still do not know if total annihilation of one’s beingness (the gift of life) can be accomplished, or if possible – I suspect it is, but for most people it’s inevitable death and the big question mark. Earthianity may seem like a failed experiment at this moment as we contemplate the end of an extremely ignorant civilization but I know that it is not ending, it is going to mutate into something else, something beautiful that will repudiate everything this current civilization has brought about and has to offer. It is difficult to measure these coming changes in terms of future time since at the end (whenever that end must be) time for us will also end. So in a sense we will be as “gods” and to us a day will be as a thousand years and a thousand years will be as a day: we will no longer be measure crazy or time bound (statistics junkies). Another famous quote: unless a seed falls into the ground and dies it will not produce fruit. Man in his current hubris is falling into the ground (or grave) and the grave has become very hungry and man has equally become an eager food source. All that to say that “time” is not what I go by to feel my way into our future!

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      3. Woebegone but Hopeful

        I agree with you on the broad perspective here Sha’ Tara. There is far more than that which our few regular senses can comprehend.
        To say ‘You only get one life and that’s it’ always struck me as a rather dull and limited way of considering The Cosmos (or whatever one may care to call it)
        That said, this species in the form of Humanity has many flaws and ignores the lessons and signals to correct them.


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