“Are you ready? We can both trigger our biopods, now that we’re settled in. Once we say, ‘Link 1, 2, 3’, we need to set it for real-world time and then Virtual Universe time. In our case, we’ll be in there for five minutes of real-world time, and about twenty years or more, adjusting as needed while in there, of Virtual Universe time. We will be going on journeys and covering a lot of information. We will be experiencing life through our eyes, so you can see some of what Pathway has accomplished since you passed away. You will also be able to look through the eyes and minds of many others while learning so much more. We will train you on every type of history you can imagine, on many more of the sciences, and on more of your new abilities.”
“For five minutes?” Vesha asked out loud and somewhat in disbelief, but it was because her neuro nanos were kicking in again, adjusting her telepathic powers. When she spoke, it was barely audible through both of their enclosed biopods, but with Yesha’s optimized mind and hearing she understood every word she said. Vesha would soon learn that Yesha was linked to her and could hear her, even if she muttered something seemingly inaudible under her breath.
Yesha paused, “Yes, my renewed, gifted, and dear friend, five minutes. Say ‘Link 1, 2, 3, 5, 20’ in your mind. Many of the questions that you’re pretty much already answering due to your optimized intuition, right now, will be so much easier to retain and understand there. Do you see your glow? Look at your hand. That is because both your physiology and neurology are working to make sense of so much at once, and you are receiving collective updates based on your comprehension.
“The upgrades that are currently available are being released to you in kind. Once we sync up, everything else will make sense to you more clearly, and both your comprehension and capabilities will compound exponentially. The processes of application, efficiency, clarity, raw knowledge and skill will be multiplied using time dilation, and you will gain experiential wisdom. Although you’ve been keen enough to figure a lot out already, there is so much more, so, are you ready?”
Chapter 03: Vesha Celeste, Section 3
Vesha thought about the soon-to-begin journey through the Virtual Universe for a few milliseconds and then realized that with her new optimizations she wasn’t currently hungry, and she didn’t feel the need to use the restroom. Focusing again on the same three senses, she pushed out mentally and conversed with Yesha mind to mind, “I am ready. Let’s do this.” Vesha then continued, “…Link 1, 2, 3, 5, 20”
And just like that, Vesha felt every single sensory gland within her body contort, almost convulse, and then everything began to relax and buzz with an almost euphoric sense of ecstasy. A few moments passed, and she felt completely normalized, in control again, yet within a whole new environment. She then felt a very amplified and spectacular sense that her understanding of all that she had perceived and was now receiving into her mind was growing and becoming increasingly clear in a very exponential manner, just as Yesha had promised.
As she let this altogether new reality take its hold, Vesha looked around with her eyes. She felt as though she was peering out at what was before her in a very rational and stable manner, and then she saw a pond with a little waterfall teeming with coy fish. Surrounding the pool of water was a series of flowering and aroma-giving plants and at the top of the waterfall in the center of the big bath of water stood a beautiful statue of an angel overlooking its surroundings. Vesha was amazed at the sense of peace and solitude that she felt, and then suddenly wondered if she was alone. Looking around, she saw Yesha to her right and to her astonishment Sky was to her left.
“This is beautiful, Yesha and Sky. Where are we?” Sky hovered slightly above both of them in silence and turned her gaze from Yesha to Vesha. Apparently, Vesha’s dream angel, Sky, already knew where they were, but she listened intently to hear Yesha’s response anyway.
“We’re in the area of Eliza’s property just behind her estate home, or a virtual and realistic replica of it, in every sense, down to single particles, within the quantum computers and the Twelve Database Moon Virtual Matrix Mainframes. When we go that way we will see the Virtual Universe depiction of Eliza’s house,” she briefly paused. Then, pointing toward a large white-stoned building surrounded with beautiful columns, while looking more enigmatic than ever, “This is actually her home and her meditating moments as she experienced them the day Agent Epstein called her, in 2010. This was when she received the okay to start a relationship with the US Government and build the Pathway LLC’s Federal Liaison Office, in Washington DC, based on the details of her authored and published book, ‘Pathway to the Stars.’
“We’ll learn about that very soon.
“Eliza is sitting inside and meditating, and if you would like to experience her moments of reflection, follow me,” Yesha said. Vesha and Sky followed her willingly. They walked away from the pond and toward the back entrance of Eliza’s home. Leading to it was a stone pathway, encompassed by flowers. Vesha saw Yesha as she vanished like a ghost through the door, and then Sky followed Vesha, not too far behind. She then passed through the door in the same way, without needing to open it. Vesha looked around and noticed that when they entered the home, they were inside a spacious and beautifully decorated living room. She drifted her gaze around the beautiful internal aspects of this historic structure, and then she saw Eliza.
To her recollection, of all the people she had ever met or known, Eliza was the most beautiful being that she had ever beheld. Her nearly white and golden hair, with pink weaves throughout her mid-length hair, glowed, in some ways like her dream angel’s, Sky. Her eyes were shut, and she was clearly meditating. Vesha then heard a beautiful compilation of music. She asked Yesha what it was, who then told her that it was from Jens Gad’s “Glass House.” The music played in the air as if floating, pulsating, and moving magic through the soul. Meanwhile, Tyson, her brindle Boxador dog, lay there beside her curled up in a cuddly fifty-pound ball as Eliza was lost in thought. Sky looked at Vesha, then Yesha, and then demurely toward Eliza.
Vesha spoke up, “Will Eliza be able to see or hear us? Will she know that we are here? I see she is meditating, but wait, as you said, this is in her past. How can this be? Why is it that I get the sense that somehow, I may already know or have access to all of the answers to my questions?”
“You are connected to the Twelve Database Moons, the Multi-Matrix Mainframe, and you are connected mentally to me, Sky, and anyone else within the Virtual Universe who has granted you access to their thoughts. You’ll be surprised at how much clarity on everything you’ll have as we move around, observe, and listen—learning in fullness will come to the surface so much easier here.” Yesha’s eyes were closed in peaceful enjoyment of the ambiance, as she spoke. She had settled next to Eliza and Tyson and seemed to begin a thoughtful meditation process too.
It was as if a thick amalgamation of memories swirled in the air before Vesha. Clearly, there was a deep connection between Yesha, Eliza, Tyson, and this entire location—from the pond outside, to the couch in the living room, and beyond.
Yesha then opened her now bright and glowing eyes and continued, “This simulation of Eliza is from her mind both three and eight years ago. In all actuality, Eliza and her current mental reality will sync with the latest updates of and to her mind, and she will know we were here and have complete awareness of everything we do and say in here, soon enough. She will be able to interact with us if we wish. At any point, you can choose to compartmentalize or privatize your thoughts, dreams, actions, and we can leave the Virtual Universe if you feel uncomfortable. We are here to learn and train, and if you are okay with it, we will continue.”
“I am fine. I am rather enjoying all of this. I’m taking it all in. This is amazing.”
“Well, let’s continue, then. We can talk to Eliza now if you wish, or we can talk to her later. No matter when we choose to speak with her, right now she is, in physical form, on the Senate Floor. So, even though she can feel our emotions, which will play out
for her as if they are briefly-correlated images of thoughts and waves in her mind that are encoded in a unique mental flavor to let her know they aren’t her own thoughts through her neural link, she will soon be updated in near real-time. Even though she has muted most everything for the purpose of focus there, she will catch up with us after the deliberation. Right now, I will answer a few questions, maybe show you a few things, and then we’ll follow her through her self-reflection.
“There is a lot of important nuance to what she has experienced in life, and it will help if I can give you sufficient historical context, as well as the proper updates to your cognitive framework, and the training you will need. Ultimately, it can change a life if a person can experience another’s within their own mind—and in particular within her mind since she is the highest-level genius, healer, and empath in the world, and quite possibly within our known Universe. Our minds will meld together with hers and doing so will help us all to understand each other completely,” Yesha said, with a Virtual Universe smile.
“Forgive me for this, and I’ve meant to ask you, Vesha, both you and Eliza have been through quite a few tragic events?” asked Vesha, in the most understanding of inquisitive tones possible. Vesha then noticed Yesha’s smile and the peaceful and friendly understanding of her innocent intentions, and then Yesha looked down. As she did, her expressions began to take a more somber tone.
“We are close friends and have been ever since she was born, and a lot has happened that has led us to where we are now.” Yesha then looked up at Sky, smiled, and then toward Vesha. Vesha saw Yesha’s glowing, loving, and wise eyes—accentuating the beauty of the mixture of hazels, beiges, and greens radiating from her irises framed within thick black limbal rings, which suggested wisdom and youth. Yesha then continued, “We’ve been through a lot together, have accomplished a lot together—much of which has yet to be revealed to the rest of the World. However, I had just turned three when I looked upon Eliza for the first time and saw as she opened her eyes not more than two minutes after she came to life. Even as a newborn she saw me in the room as if I were the only one there, looked toward me, and smiled. Those adorable big blue crystalline eyes were compelling, and I could tell, even with my three-year-old perceptions at the time with the clarity of that moment as if it took place yesterday, and by the immediate richness to her character, that right away she was destined for greatness. I also knew then that we were going to be kindred spirits, close to each other throughout life—we were going to be besties. Neither of us is currently in a relationship, and you’ll understand why, soon enough—I can tell you now, but to experience it all is so much more profound. It won’t always be that we are alone, but for now, our priorities are a big factor, and we have so much to do.”
Sobered by Yesha’s pause, Vesha knew something had happened, that even Yesha had private memories, and perhaps there was more she would learn or be willing to share later. Despite their neural connection, she wasn’t quite sure what it was she was withholding. Yet, she sensed a well of respect growing within herself for the provision and evidence of privacy despite the openness of her mind. Something about the ability to share what one was willing to share increased her trust in all that she was experiencing, learning, and beholding.
While she was in the Virtual Universe and interfaced through her biopod, the nanos, no matter where she went, would heal any damage she might incur and carry out or repurpose any debris. She could feel her optimizations and the abilities of her updates and upgrades increasing as her mind released more synaptic and neural pathways to a vibrant clarity on any given subject.
Pondering on how all of this technology increasingly made sense and how it began to unfold its internal mechanisms and purpose before her, she realized the beauty of Eliza’s and Yesha’s internal discipline, their collective knowledge and wisdom, the intensity of their minds, and their sense of duty and responsibility. She also felt their pain and knew that they must have experienced a myriad of occasions where emotions ran very deep. They had both been through profound romance and pain in their lives. Vesha began to sense a willingness to share with Yesha the loss of her own husband and daughter, accompanied with an onslaught of dementia, each of which had caused her deep emotional pain. What helped her to get through it all with peace within had been the fact that Sky had helped her in her younger and later years. As far as Eliza and Yesha were concerned, Vesha still wasn’t clear what it could be that left those yet-unhealed scars, but she sensed that pursuit of their goals and their potential conclusion would mend them, and she found comfort in their determination to make right what was wrong in the world. She appreciated the fact that they shared an extraordinary set of experiences leading to a deep connection. Furthermore, Vesha could feel the beauty of what they shared beyond the ability to describe in words.
What Yesha and Eliza had was a unique bond, a genuine relationship, one of sisterhood, one of innocence, yet one of sadness and sorrow, and yet, in contrast, one of joy and hope. She decided, for the time being, to shift the energy around them in a different direction, as she sensed a shared, yet belabored pain and a story of healing that went with it. However, she would only do that for a short period of time, because something about where they had been, the things they had done, and the visions they had seen intrigued her. “I know you’ve both been through suffering, and I would imagine that despite your neurological healing capacities, there are still pains of loss and tragedy that will always be a part of us. Please only share what you can, when you feel the time is right. I know you are both wonderful young women and I can completely understand your need to hold back, especially when there are lessons to be learned when shared in the right context. That said, you mentioned something about a virtual universe multi-matrix mainframe. What or where is that exactly?”
Yesha responded reservedly, shifting her demeanor, and with almost a sense of happiness for the change in subject, she continued, “Thank you, Vesha. I will share that with both you and Sky, but within an entirely different setting and context. You’ll experience it in due time. In the meantime, since we’re in here, I can show you the Mainframe, or better yet, one of the Twelve Database Moons. And, again, please don’t worry, I’ll share you the details of our history soon enough, but at the appropriate time.” Without warning, they started to rise up, through the roof of the house, and up into the nighttime sky. The breeze of movement passed through Vesha’s hair as if she were flying, Sky seemed like she was right at home—and like that she was, up, up, and up through the clouds, and into the starry night. Vesha found that she had to adjust her sight to mitigate the brilliance of the Sun. Even though it had been several years since she’d had use of her conscious brain activity toward that end, she fixed on a star with her eyes right then to do the astrophysical calculations in her mind of where every other stellar and deep space object within each constellation asterism was. She knew what time of year it was and where the Andromeda Galaxy would be in open space. She knew her observable Universe well, based on the stars seen and instantaneous triangulation of the northern and southern poles of the Galactic Disc and a host of other physics formulas that processed subconsciously and even numerically before her.
In fact, she noticed a three-dimensional data display with all of the essential information of anything she focused on strategically, and all, such that she could clearly see the object of focus accompanied simultaneously and strategically placed for clarity with a detailed readout of the information her mind had requested. Vesha was suddenly breath-taken by the fact that she could see Andromeda more clearly now than she had ever before seen it with the naked eye or with any of the most advanced telescopes available to her when she worked in the real world as an astrophysicist.
She also knew there were things she would still learn when it came to her focus on the different sensory systems and areas of her brain. She could tune out the light in some regions of outer space for more focused concentration in other areas of the deep, and after doing so, she would be
able to see anywhere, from everywhere. It donned on Vesha that she could also sense the Virtual Universe beckoning for her to try, so she did. As she focused within each region of her mind, she dove deep into her occipital lobe and its associated areas of the brain, as well as several other helpful cortices, and for the first time she experienced vision omnidirectionally and processed it all as if it were the norm.
“Wow, this is better than a dream! Instead of fleeting thoughts jumping around, it’s as though there is this tied-in stability of the environment, yet I can focus wherever I would like. I am certain that I won’t forget anything, and my environment isn’t changing in a miserably unstable manner like it would in a dream. To a certain extent, I see things differently, absorbing all of this information while accessing regions of my brain I never realized existed, but now I can clearly realize these various regions do indeed exist and zero-in on them. Here we are; it’s as if we are floating in space. I am here with you and Sky, and I can see any object I focus on clearer than I did while using the most advanced telescopes on Earth. Here I am; I am not freezing, I’m not forgetting what I’m seeing, and I’m not concerned with radiation or meteoroids either! It’s wonderful being up here with you and my sweet dream angel; moments like these are wonderful, especially when shared,” Vesha and Sky laughed in exhilaration and excitement.
Yesha smiled, allowing her the time to enjoy what she saw for a few more marvelous and timeless moments, and then she responded. “Very true. There is much wisdom in that observation. When it comes to the fleeting thoughts we share, the more people we are connected with, the merrier—as they say. And, yes, it is one of my favorite escapes when I am in the Virtual Universe. We can essentially fly to any location in the Universe that has ever been digitized or triangulated by these Twelve Database Moons that revolve around the Earth like satellites, and we can see pretty much everywhere, anywhere, and anytime. Our minds are actually synced with these large moon-like data centers using the most robust and state-of-the-art equipment. The sensory and protective transceiving system and quantum computers are the most advanced of any that have ever been built in the history of humankind. Together, they act as faster-than-light transceivers between the biopods, our neural transmissions between each other, our neuro and bio-nanos—for thought, healing, learning, excitement, you name it—and they are also synced to every place like this…” As Yesha pointed, Vesha saw Earth’s Moon, and then she saw another moon. Well, it was much smaller, but it was still huge, it appeared to be 300 miles in diameter, based on her digital display!
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