The next day would be big.
“When it comes to the bits and bobbles of LLC economics…,” Yesha started up with conversation the next morning, holding a hibiscus and astragalus-root tea in her hand, while looking over the table at Eliza, who was enjoying an egg with sharp cheddar cheese, sourdough toast, a spirulina shake, and a grapefruit juice. “I’d love to invest my money into Pathway LLC, but I recall our conversations in the Virtual Universe, where you insisted I save my money. You then suggested that whatever would be yours to claim, would also be mine. Then you told me that ultimately, whatever you planned on doing had nothing to do with money whatsoever. That money was just a means to an end, for now.
“I see what you are saying now, it makes complete sense. Eventually, the current economic system will change, but of course, that can’t happen until we can make a gradual shift of focus prevalent throughout the world.”
Eliza continued to listen intently, “We agreed that for now, we have to have investments that are terrestrial for tax purposes and for the appearance of normalcy. We need to use our money on normal expenditures, the day-to-day, and invest in that which will bring in earnings, so we can demonstrate compliance with the demands of authority and the establishment.”
Eliza then interrupted, but with a kind tone, “The money that you make will serve to cover traveling expenditures, eating costs, and bills incurred while traveling overseas, that is investment enough. Eventually, when all of this is set up, we will need to travel the world to recruit people, and Yesha, you have a heart of gold, a capacity to reach the minds, the hearts, and even the souls of others that few have. Your very nature makes you ideal for visiting our friends in the eastern hemisphere. I love you as a sister, a dear friend, and a kindred spirit. Please trust that everything will be okay. When the time comes, we’ll be able to visit each other in moments. Plus, we’re both neurologically linked, and with our plans with jump gates, Sensors, and small-moon-sized Database Satellites, we’ll be able to connect no matter where we go.
“Everything we do is for you, me, humanity, and every living being. People are forced into thinking certain ways because of what life has exposed them to for far too long, and the thinking that teaches people a sense of greed will go away. The idea that we can’t do something helpful because it is too costly, will disappear. Furthermore, many have this notion that because of their unbridled paranoia of the future that we are the most worthless human beings on the planet and that our vision is merely child’s play. They seek to see us fall so they can go, I told you so, and laugh as we go down. That will not happen on our clock. It is more important to have civil discourse than to engage in toxic arguments which lead to nowhere. It’s more important to help than to harm others, to shift our focus and lift our gaze. With our abilities, we will no longer need to spend money on anything, really. This estate is to house your mother, Yesenia, and to provide a place for us to continue our research. Eventually, this will also serve as a sort of entry point into our Pathway Campus in Melrose. You’ve seen my designs for the hyperloops, you’ve seen the jump gates, and well, you’ve helped me with the plans for the tech cities. Not a dime is needed to live on them but crunching the numbers in terms of worldly numerical economic value, I’d say that makes us richer than a one-hundred-million worlds put together, and our value will only increase. For that reason, I’ve done initial investments, but once our infrastructure has been built, it will all take off from there. When we recruit people, they won’t need to live in horrible or toxic environments anymore, instead, they will have the opportunity, free of any cost, to live in a dwelling more safe, luxurious and beautiful, than they have ever known, and with everything they need. If they need anything else, all they will need to do is request it or ask. Finances are merely a short-term means to an end.
“Big hug?”
After that discussion, Yesha hugged Eliza as a sister would hug her sister, and insisted on calling everything Eliza’s, even though Eliza preferred she didn’t, but she didn’t do it for any reason other than the fact that she had seen Eliza’s mind, it was pure, she was genuine, and she fully trusted her. Yesha knew that with Eliza, money wasn’t a concern in any manner, and it would soon never need to be.
In another interesting way, Yesha, for simplicity’s sake, viewed Eliza as the ideal role model and figurehead, yet she never felt like she was ever made to feel or be the quiet part in Eliza’s team. Eliza would always remind her that the role that Yesha played was every bit as essential as her own role and that it was also vital in its very own way for her to participate and voice any concerns.
“There are no quiet team members since we’re all in this together,” Eliza would insist.
Eliza would give Yesha outstanding props from time to time because it always left a wonderful sense of dignity to remind her that at no time would she ever be playing the follower. They had so much in common, they had a shared understanding of every aspect of what they were doing, and given their neural link, they were now almost one and the same. They still had their unique aspects, Yesha was a slight bit more provocative, yet she liked to stay outside of the limelight if she could help it—although that desire was starting to give way to a desire to inspire, just like Eliza had inspired her on so many occasions, and Eliza, well she was profoundly wise in so many ways, with compassion oozing from the seams.
Yesha trusted Eliza in every possible way, and regardless of humanity’s need for a leader, both Yesha’s and Eliza’s priorities lay in life, longevity, well-being, compassion, health, intellect, wisdom, and joy, and not a soul could put a price-tag or a title on that. Yesha was completely on Eliza’s side with all that they had planned for the future, a beautiful future at that, and she merely wanted to avoid any unnecessary complications. Yesha loved Eliza as a sister, a friend, a confidant, and a companion, and from that day forward, Eliza was considered by Yesha to be a full-fledged leader of their endeavors. “You have a beautiful future before you. I can see it now,” Eliza would tell Yesha, and told her again that morning.
After their morning discussion and after purchasing the acreages they had researched, Eliza and Yesha continued to work in the offices within Eliza’s estate home throughout noon and then into the afternoon and all of this, together. They drew up even more extensive plans and increased the development of their Virtual Universe interface, so they could enhance the building of their plans for each of their buildings, laboratories, infrastructures, and tech cities.
Grateful for the clarity of mind to build their biopods, which served as an interface for anyone’s physiological and neurological systems, they never underestimated how much it helped them to compound upon their ability to find a resolution to so many more issues plaguing humanity and Mother Nature herself. Once in this Virtual Universe, they would in a very small amount of real world time spend vast amounts of Virtual Universe time to completely develop and create every aspect of their infrastructural plans, with the goal of giving Mother Nature a nice little break, and soon. They were detail-oriented in every aspect, so they could create a robust set of deep underground campuses and laboratories. They designed an extensive set of underground hyperloop transportation systems to carry people, supplies, and finished goods as well as bulk materials for industries around and to the countries of the US, Canada, and even to Mexico, Puerto Rico, and Central and South America. Eventually, they would go worldwide, under the Atlantic and the Pacific to every population center on Earth, free of tariffs of any sort.
These hyperloops would run from lab to lab, to docking stations underground that would translate to trucking stations from within their forested acreages, to and from other production centers courtesy of other purchased acreages of hers around the US and Canada. They purchased the appropriate permissions and documentation for building infrastructure both above and under the ground, as well as above, on, and below each great body of water, and they purchased every aspect possible, to include all mineral, water, and forestation rights in all of their acreages,
as well as Eliza’s estate in Cambridge, MA. In comparison to many other purchasers, Eliza and Yesha made sure that indigenous communities were still provided access to the water and forested lands they had grown up with for centuries free of any pollution whatsoever. They merely were asked in turn to tend to the needs of the sentient “wildlife” and the forests, uniquely by becoming particle science chefs—this allowed for a nutritious and delicious food cycle that allowed for protection of life with clean meats and nutrients of every sort, rather than prey versus predator. They also merely needed to ask for any structure or dwelling. Food to eat and water to drink would be and was in abundance. All would be built that met their needs and desires.
They built plans to connect their hyperloops to plausible distribution and receipt centers everywhere, but principally in Michigan. A complex series of hyperloops would travel deep underground between Melrose, MA, Lake Ontario, Lake Erie, and Lake Huron, all the way to her overt distribution center in Alpena County, Michigan. Here, Eliza had purchased 1450 acres of land. From there, she and Yesha had planned to create another hyperloop with an entryway onto Highway 75, just south of Grayling, where she had purchased another two-hundred-acre plot of forested land to have another overt trucking depot built. In every location, there would be union representatives which would ensure the highest quality of living for every employee.
From there, all manner of medical supplies with subtle advancement assists from Pathway LLC would be distributed to medical facilities throughout the US, upon FDA and associated state governmental approval, as well as throughout Canada with their associated governmental approvals, and then likewise throughout the rest of the world.
Ore and finished goods would be distributed to manufacturers around Wisconsin, Minnesota, Michigan, Ohio, Illinois, Indiana, Pennsylvania, and upstate New York—the manufacturing capitals of the United States. She would also have raw goods distributed throughout the US in many places, to include Silicon Valley. Pathway LLC would sell its ore at competitive prices, so they could strategically drive the overall costs of manufacturing down, save billions of dollars to the taxpayer, the manufacturer, and the consumer, and help the economy once again flourish. Eliza’s plan was to slowly move the population centers to places that would have the most positive effect on both humanity and Mother Nature.
To build her initial infrastructure, Eliza chose to hire high-quality contractors who would be sworn to secrecy and paid very well to build a number of facilities. They would build a lot of infrastructures, up to and including two baryonic and non-baryonic matter colliders. In comparison to similar technologies, these would be retrofitted with material storage collectors. These systems would be twice as big as and many times more capable than the ITER. The ITER had been projected for completion in 2030, in France, and would be larger than CERN—the Large Hadron Collider, or LHC, in Switzerland. Most of Pathway LLC’s infrastructure would be initially built within their acreage in MA. For those facilities alone, they would need to hire scores of scientists to be read-in as full members of Pathway LLC. While there were only two members now, Eliza could see her cadre growing to millions in just a couple of years.
Both Eliza and Yesha knew this wouldn’t be easy; they wanted everything constructed in as prompt of time and with as high quality as possible, all while upholding their own strictest codes of ethics. They were on a mission and together they had a whole lot of plans, the specifics, every detail—and that included legal loop-holes, safety, and security every step of the way. They knew that every worker, inventor, investor, and professional working for Pathway LLC would merit a high quality of life, replete with plenty of vacation time and means to explore their world, visit their families, and perfect their innovations.
Eliza and Yesha had exhausted hours on end that day, both in the Virtual Universe and then back in the real world, as they pored over legal documents, architectural designs and data, engineering processes, and conducted all-encompassing background research and read through endless biographies and mini-bios of experienced personnel on the computers in the offices of their shared estate home. After they had done extensive research of a quantity of high-tech facilities throughout the US and throughout the world, it was among the highest tech and highest quality facilities where James Cooper’s name kept surfacing, and after much research, they decided they needed to meet with him.
With all of their work, they decided that for now they merited a refresher from the day and they found time to be at a pause. Even though their minds and their bodies were optimized, it was still nice to step away from things to clear the mind and take in the sites, tastes, smells, and sounds of life. Simultaneously testing their new internal will and relaxing was what gave them a sense of balance. Yesha decided to go for a long jog and Eliza decided she wanted to taste the savory delights of real world food at the Tyson Organic or the T.O.
With their research, they had a lot to ponder on anyway. Although there weren’t a lot of typically physical things they were required to do when it came to everyday nuance, they found enjoyment in doing some of those things anyway. Eating to enjoy the savory flavors of a well-cooked meal, jogging to take in the natural sights and sounds, sleeping to allow the mind a natural way of exploring all that it knew and had gained throughout the day, and bathing with Epsom salts, tea tree oils, lilac, peppermint and other Essential Oils were among their favorites.
Oh, the time had flown over the last few hours as they reviewed the often-negative critiques of YY Corporation, which employed James’ crew of 97. However, as far as the corporation itself was concerned and as it was run now, even though they had quite a lengthy history, Eliza and Yesha weren’t particularly impressed. James’ name, however, was always involved in what seemed to be the best in the industry. Therefore, he was at the top of their list. “Kudos to anyone who carries on despite all, and still does the right thing despite their environment,” Eliza and Yesha confided in each other many times that day. They also agreed that he would be the ideal addition to their venture and that they would have to get in touch with him soon.
While they used the Virtual Universe to understand science, history, and all the different subjects that revolved around the well-being of humanity and Earth itself, neither Eliza nor Yesha used their covert access to all of the systems to pry unnecessarily into the private lives or plans of others. They could do that in real life by contacting people the old-fashioned way—through cell phones, private messaging, chat, and text. In this way, they would get to know people and come to agreements using good old-fashioned negotiation, wills were not forced. As a matter of a fact, one of the things Eliza and Yesha did, mostly to appear normal, was use their cell phones as a majority of people seemed to. However, unlike what they perceived far too many people doing, they instead tried to maintain a higher level of professionalism or standards than typical. They believed that the most important people in any room, wherever they might be, were in the room, and not on any particular gadget.
After their last bit of research, Yesha and Eliza took their individual evening breaks.
Chapter 11: James Cooper, Section 1
Database Moon Archive, Celestial-Sol Entry Date: 2018 December 25 – Experiential biography, as taught to Vesha Celeste, about James Cooper, his crew, “The 97,” and the infrastructural and principal foundations of Pathway, during her Virtual Universe training, within Pathway Covert Campus in Melrose, MA. Contained within are thoughts from Eliza Williams, Yesha Alevtina, and James Cooper. Training Given by Yesha Alevtina, President of Pathway Industries, 2015-2022.
James Cooper was a company man—the first to arrive at work and the last to go. Today, he was on vacation, so he slept in until 7:30 in the morning, and went on a morning jog. He passed through Boston many years ago on his cross-country trip to Maine, before finally settling in to live in Grayling, Michigan, but he’d merely passed through Cambridge, and he kind of wondered why he hadn’t spent a little more time there at the time. He loved pretty much everything about it. Maybe it
was time for a move, but he had his crew with him, he cared for them greatly and they were together on vacation, so he decided to dispense with thoughts of moving for now. Plus, he loved Grayling.
In some ways, over the last thirteen years, this was part of a typical vacation for him. They would visit a place where his crew’s children planned on going to college, check out the hotels, the nightlife, and go camping in a nearby County, State, or National Park. They would typically stay in one location for about a week, and then do similarly elsewhere, until his and his crew’s two-month vacation was up. Today, he’d be going around town with thirteen people, after the ten AM meeting with his whole crew at a grange he’d rented through the following Saturday.
After about thirty minutes on foot with plenty of time to think about the current schedule, he turned around to jog back and then showered up. He could do weights at the hotel gym later on that day before going to bed. His smaller party of fourteen, including himself, was going to visit the campuses of Harvard and then MIT today. So, he cleaned himself up, with no three-day stubble this time. He shaved his chiseled features and showered his six foot one and muscular physique. The hair on the sides and back of his head was trimmed in a close and faded manner. Using his wet fingers through his hair tended to leave it a little wavier, so that’s what he did. After using his unique Dr. Organic Moroccan argon oil deodorant to provide a pleasant scent if sweating, he dressed in a light pin-striped button-up shirt and a nicely-woven navy-blue suit. He then tied his double-Windsor tie, with a navy blue background and evenly spaced flowers, each with various shades of purple, pink, navy, and white. He cinched the knot of his tie good and firm. All that he wore had an arrangement of colors that complemented his blue eyes, his dark hair, and his lightly-tanned skin, courtesy of the outdoor Sun. Ready for the day, and with a little mist of Healing-Scents men’s natural cologne, by 9:30 he was walking to the grange to meet his entire crew and their families.
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