Tuesday, November 28, 2017

#BAUniC-movie-scene054 - Secrets

#BAUniC-movie-scene054 - Secrets

*A2 enters R's house*
A2: So?
*R hands him a dice, A2 looks at it, passes it back*
R: Go stand there.
*R places the dice 5 face up, now shown without carelessness, A2's gaze upon it also*
*A2 goes to the corner, R sits over a chair and a pile of books*
R: I want to share. I want you to know what we are dealing with, and share with me the burden of not telling the world.
*A2 goes through the pensive faces*
R: Walk to here. Stand.
*A2 walks to there, stands, looks around, dice face 5 up.*
*R closes his eyes*
R: Walk 3 steps south, 2 to your right when you get there, 1 towards where I told you to go earlier, 3 steps east, 2 to your left according to the direction you got when you get there, 1 towards where I pointed you to stay... tell me when done.
A2 reminds himself, whispery: 3 south, 2 right, 1 back, 3 east,... *and completes the command*
R: What does the dice look like to you?
A2: 5 face up... you need the rest of the faces?
R: No, that was for your care.
A2: Now what?
R: Don't look at me.
A2 looks away removing R from his point of view completely.
R: Can you still see the dice?
A2: Yes... still 5.
*R climbs down, and pulls at a carpet under A2: Don't look at me still...
*A2 looks up.
*R pulls the carpet completely away and goes climbs up his chair and piles of books*
R: You can look now.
*dice still 5, R is not eyeclosed and is holding the carpet he pulled from A2,  A2 looks down, missing tile, and, is he floating? looks surprised, crouches, falls, raises fast, now he is on the ground, and can walk a tiny bit down when walking over the tile, he tests that, walks over and around, looks surprised at R, questioning, as in 'wtf?', but says nothing, explores, walks, paces, nervous, more nervous, then stops, one foot on the missing tile place, one on the good tiles, looks at R, they are eye-to-eye*
A2: How?
*R smiles, puts down the carpet*
R: Also, check out this *stands straight, even though he was no slouch before, but emphasizes it with his stance* We are at horizon eye level, we can say...
*A2 nods*
*R crouches and takes out a thick book from under himself, stands straight again. They are still at eye level*
R: Now we should be this *shows the thickness of the book* different, but, as you can see, surrounding and where my background is... we are still at horizon level.
*A2 looks down and up R, looks fine, but eyelevel*
A2: Without counting in how you pulled the rug with me standing, or the book from under yourself.
R: With care, that is how I pulled the rug. You were floating over a tile that has been missing from that spot for a couple of months now. *smiles*
A2: This is so cool... you really think this is dangerous? Stupid question, I know, but... wow, tempting to know more. Or is it our consciousness that got transferred to other branches of existence?
*R pulls another book out, A2 follows the action. The book is taken from the center approximately, and it is handled as if it had no books or R over it. The diagonal form of the book covers the gap where it should have been, and once the book is removed the frame is filled with as if that book was not there to begin with,, the other books a little stretched, but, they look fine*
R: That, and what life in such kinds of worlds would feel like.
A2: You are still at eye level... *counts the books remaining* 5 books remaining, and the dice still says 5. And you did not fall down or anything, but you took a book out from under you. *eyes R as the book is put away in a nearby shelf*
*R pulls another book out, A2 is paying attention, center book is taken out, pulled horizontally. The gap is filled as before.*
*A2 blinks surprised, then distressed*
R: That feeling?
A2: Yes.. um.. Can't look for long at your book pile, that's a guess.
R: Good guess. *puts the book away, A2 can follow that action easily*
*R pulls out another book, and another, and another, and sits up straight again, still eyelevel. R puts the books away*
R: Please don't try to look down, unless you really feel comfortable. Any bit of pain, you do not know your limits yet, and this is an untrained muscle in your mental arsenal.
A2: Alright, won't look down. You are supposed be sitting over 1 book. No amount of crouching magic can fill in for that, or, not in the normal world.
R: Or standing. We are almost the same height after all.
*A2 looks down instinctively, chair, feet up, then looks up, the blur of a closeup follow of this action*
A2: Ouch... u... that...
R: Sharp headache?
A2: Left ear sharp, yes...
R: I know you can handle more pain without even getting into pride territory. Don't try it. This can turn your brain to mush.
A2: Which is worse, to trust you, or not to trust you? *giggles*
R: Now come help me down... I don't want myself to bleed an ear out...
*A2 approaches, R holds to him, climbs down. Looking down they see the chair with 1 book, too far for such a climb down*
R: You can call that sitting on knowledge.
A2: I see now why this can scare even you. We got to learn more about this, later. I agree.
R: How is the ship's engine coming along?
A2: Coming along, don't worry about it. And don't let me worry about it either.
R: The ship needs a captain. The crew needs a captain. Worry about this instead, later. For now, I think you have plenty to digest.
A2: Between you and M1, why I?
R: M1 got a role which is more human and more depraved than the ship operation. Also, technical knowledge.
A2: My technical knowledge is not...
R: Your technical knowledge is the overall. Experts will be in charge of detail operations.
A2: What about you? You should be captain.
R: I am more than that.
A2: Admiral?
R: If you wish to call me something, I am something of an outranking you so high you should not even know my rank. Can we leave it at this? We all know each other, and we don't need to put a label on everything, so, when we put a label on something, like, Captain A2, of the FractalShip UniversExplorer_VU001, it holds more meaning and radiates more easily out.
A2: Got it. I will think about it. Seriously. But, excuse me... whoa... you were floating? Or.. um, carbon fibers almost invisible, tricks, hypnosis? What? How?
R: Magic, or technology so advanced as far as us, inhabitants of this world, this storyline, are concerned, that is equivalent to magic. This is my guess. But, what does it mean a parallel world to ours, in a cosmos so big that, within a single lightspeed, we can have all histories be reality, all alternative choices, all dreams and fantasies, all memories,,, as a physical manifestation of their own, because they cannot not happen, because everything that can happen has already happened, and that includes world collapsing as pages of a book for every quant instant, paradox worlds, cineworlds, inertial macro worlds, informational macro worlds, sub atomic civilizations, and who knows what of religious not as much bullshit as you think, that overlays along with us, including maybe ghosts streams of thought processed in a Boltzman brain consisting of the vibration of air molecules in a vortex, a gush of wind masking it... We are dealing with something we do not know enough about, and we need to know more about. And, while this is magnificently important... the fact that we can use instalink on a fractal to speedup calculations means we got a thread of the macroworld in here, that we can call as software with all its inertial power...
A2: You mean our worlds are connected?
R: All worlds are, but these are of the complexity that allows gravitational lensing to speedup and slowdown the cosmos all around us almost imperceptibly as to affect each other in direct local ways, not just learning to address each-other's worlds and exchanging messages.
A2: Exchanging messages with civilizations so past lightspeed limitation, and you say that so casually... sucks to be you... I am kinda numb right now...
R: You can sit now, and the dice will still say 5. You are my 5 guy, need the human in you too, not just the disciple.
A2: And you were floating in midair, almost, kinda... and this is less important than exploring fractals via spaceships sent inside, or picked from what's already inside... and not because that world can connect to ours, but, that world can also connect to ours...
*R nods*

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