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Love Planet
11 December 2009 16:24The stack of cartridges by the machine is dusty and it’s starting to get pretty big. Each cartridge is a human life. My partner and I have been trying them out to see what our compatibility is like. It’s a new fad with young couples. I’m only six hundred years old and my partner is five hundred and eight so there’s not too much distance between our ages. What we’re doing tonight is called short cutting.
Humans recorded their entire minds for future insertion into new shells. They did this as they went, once a month on average, as a form of backup in case they were hit by a car or something and died suddenly. There backup stations were in every hospital and on most corners.
I think they would have become a wonderful race if they hadn’t all died. That airborne flesh-eating virus killed them all inside of three weeks. They left behind all of their recorded selves. They were just starting to make the leap out of their own bodies that all intelligent races have to make before they can truly leap through the stars and connect with each other.
However, relationships are relationships, as Tweeler the Aged has said, and even if the mind and soul are freed of the body, the still must delve extreme depths of time and communication to see if they are compatible with another being.
So it is with the two of us. I am a Markian Dorsh-wester. My partner is an intelligent energy cluster from the Spiral Arm Nine. We are currently housed in a small one-room apartment on this quiet Earth. We are short-cutting to test our compatibility by experience human lives.
The Keepers of Planet Earth have cross-referenced all the found cartridges. Humans loved each other often and with great intensity. The Keepers supply visitors with ‘coupled’ cartridges that have the recorded lives of people that met each other and loved each other.
Because of the time of humanity’s death, Earth was unique. Once new bodies can be generated, there is no longer any need for recording. The humans had not yet achieved that stage and so they died with nearly their entire race’s minds on cartridges. The cartridges waited for us for a thousand rotations around their sun.
With augmentation, each cartridge’s entire life span can be experienced in a year. The feeling of time speeding by increases as the recording gets close to the end. That’s a flaw The Keepers are still trying to correct. So far, myself and my partner have gone through 68 cartridges. 34 love-lives for my partner and 34 for me.
We have been Janice and Rob. We have been Peter and Lisa. We have been Paul and Tony. We have been Michelle and Susan. On and on. We have interfaced with each other and loved each briefly or for long times. We have affected each other in ways that have shocked us both. We’ve explored love through the lives of these human in their short lives.
This planet Earth has become a library of love after death. It’s providing a fantastic service to the rest of the universe. Couples stay together when they leave Earth or they stay together, secure in the knowledge that they’re on the right path.
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Humans recorded their entire minds for future insertion into new shells. They did this as they went, once a month on average, as a form of backup in case they were hit by a car or something and died suddenly. There backup stations were in every hospital and on most corners.
I think they would have become a wonderful race if they hadn’t all died. That airborne flesh-eating virus killed them all inside of three weeks. They left behind all of their recorded selves. They were just starting to make the leap out of their own bodies that all intelligent races have to make before they can truly leap through the stars and connect with each other.
However, relationships are relationships, as Tweeler the Aged has said, and even if the mind and soul are freed of the body, the still must delve extreme depths of time and communication to see if they are compatible with another being.
So it is with the two of us. I am a Markian Dorsh-wester. My partner is an intelligent energy cluster from the Spiral Arm Nine. We are currently housed in a small one-room apartment on this quiet Earth. We are short-cutting to test our compatibility by experience human lives.
The Keepers of Planet Earth have cross-referenced all the found cartridges. Humans loved each other often and with great intensity. The Keepers supply visitors with ‘coupled’ cartridges that have the recorded lives of people that met each other and loved each other.
Because of the time of humanity’s death, Earth was unique. Once new bodies can be generated, there is no longer any need for recording. The humans had not yet achieved that stage and so they died with nearly their entire race’s minds on cartridges. The cartridges waited for us for a thousand rotations around their sun.
With augmentation, each cartridge’s entire life span can be experienced in a year. The feeling of time speeding by increases as the recording gets close to the end. That’s a flaw The Keepers are still trying to correct. So far, myself and my partner have gone through 68 cartridges. 34 love-lives for my partner and 34 for me.
We have been Janice and Rob. We have been Peter and Lisa. We have been Paul and Tony. We have been Michelle and Susan. On and on. We have interfaced with each other and loved each briefly or for long times. We have affected each other in ways that have shocked us both. We’ve explored love through the lives of these human in their short lives.
This planet Earth has become a library of love after death. It’s providing a fantastic service to the rest of the universe. Couples stay together when they leave Earth or they stay together, secure in the knowledge that they’re on the right path.
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