We can learn from the past, the gifts from above
But plan for the future, there’s promise through love
After completing her fifth album and preparing for her worldwide tour, Joanne finished her public Ph.D.’s at Harvard, and then at MIT, and finally at Oxford. While focusing for a while in her new position at Pathway, she worked en-tangent with her musical career. Joanne rose in the ranks and headed part of the neurological correctional development team working with the biopods and cross-queuing them with the enhanced Virtual Universe environments. In particular, she worked in a special team to improve the Correctional Matrix and built many environments with sophisticated and realistic scenarios in order to bring life-changing experiences to the minds of anyone who had ever harmed another individual resulting in the undue loss of quality of life, up to the loss of life itself. She had a unique talent of coaching, mentoring, and creating simulated realities replete with simulant people, all of whom could imbue compassion, meaning, and reason into the lives of those who had none, could not find any, or merely chose to neglect significance completely.
She realized that a lack of essential traits that brought clarity to what an individual could do to contribute to a better reality and sustained existence to themselves and those around them was in large part due to something as simple as depression or any other neurological state caused by an unfair environment, and she believed that in so many ways these acts of aggression could also have been fueled by a lack of affection, vision, and drive. She was critical to Pathway in doing something to mitigate the issues that if resolved could preserve the fabric of humanity’s legacy.
While Joanne traveled the world, she returned to her home in New York every night using jump gateways. She also took time during each day to visit the Virtual Universe and master the Correctional Matrix environments. From time to time, she would find Eliza, Yesha, Amber, Erin, Vesha, James, Najem, Jasmine, and many others within the Virtual Universe, visit them, connect mind to mind, and share experiences and wisdom gained, and by doing so compound upon her wisdom, as would each of her new-found friends in Pathway.
Eliza had political business to attend to in so many ways, yet this did not keep her from pondering her past, enjoying the here and now, and planning for the future. In some cases, planning for the future involved presenting Vesha to the Senate. Joanne had met Vesha toward the end of her Virtual Universe training and met her several times thereafter. There had always been a beautiful yet compassionate and ironically commanding nature about Vesha. Every time Joanne went into the Virtual Universe, she could feel her presence, and Vesha reminded her until Joanne knew it herself, that she had some awesome uniqueness to contribute, all of her own, both now and in the future. Greatness abounded in everyone, it merely took a little care and kindness to see it in others, and Vesha shined!
Somehow, that connection to others as a result of Joanne’s journeys within the Virtual Universe and her neural link seemed to increase the ability she had to see the greatness in those around her and to add so much more depth to everything she was doing both for Pathway and through her music. Joanne felt grateful allowing inspiration to flow through her lips and out to the masses. It was as if she were a siren, yet with the goal of saving lives instead of destroying them. Her temperance and clarity of purpose grew while working with her friends at Pathway. Working to complete her various projects allowed her newly-gifted abilities to mature. Joanne felt inspired, while she uplifted others. “Connect with the minds of so many who are willing to help. Encourage yourself and allow others to lend their expertise,” She thought, and in so doing she was grateful to share in a common purpose
As Joanne was going about her tasks, so were other leaders, idea-makers, and change-for-the-sake-of-improvement-doers within Pathway, and among them Eliza was with Vesha Celeste, ready to address the Senate on Capitol Hill.
Chapter 36: Eliza and Vesha, Section 1
Database Moon Archive, Celestial-Sol Entry Date: 2019 March 25. Erin Carter, Yesha Alevtina’s seventeen-year-old understudy, and Vice Commander, summarizes the experiences, journeys, and missions of Vesha Celeste as assigned by Senator Eliza A. Williams. These memories are a collaboration of life and insight from the minds of Vesha, Eliza, and numerous senatorial politicians recorded within the Virtual Universe, interfaced within the Pathway Melrose Campus. Input by: Erin Carter, VP, 2018-2022, President of Pathway, 2022-2029.
Vesha had been awake for about three months and had found a new sense of clarity in every academic subject she studied. Every challenge presented before her was easy to mitigate due to the phenomenal restructuring, adding to, and compounding of each individual neuron and brain cell within her near perfect skull—which happened to be a smidgen fuller and unnoticeably larger than before, except of course to Vesha and her closest friends, Eliza, Yesha, Amber, Erin, Najem, James, Jasmine, and Joanne. This was due to three unique and new layers of neurological tissue that had formed, kind of like the membrane on the inside of an eggshell, but a few times thicker. She also found that constant reparations were being made as her neural nanos worked seamlessly to improve her cognitive framework and her neural network as it increased.
Her training had been phenomenal, in-part from Yesha, and in many other aspects from each of the scientists that had been involved in both the real world and in the Virtual Universe. For every person who had been linked mind-to-mind within Pathway, her neural network and capacity had compounded upon its knowledge and wisdom that much more. It just so happened that more than two-billion people had been through the Virtual Universe throughout the Pathway influenced regions of the solar system, and in connection to their minds, her intellect had grown exponentially. It was amazing how life could play out before one’s eyes with these new-found freedoms, thoughts, ideas, and the ability to have clarity in resolving issues while raising the quality of life for each person she met in the world, and within Pathway itself.
Her journeys, her personal studies, and the training she received in the Virtual Universe alone allowed neural pathways of thought and communication to form with full-on aspects of increased capabilities of each of her senses. Domination of each of her motor skills, genuinely crystal clear clarity, recall, cognitive coherence, critical thinking, and presence of mind of every bit of data on the Internet from any venue was now second nature. Cognitive frame-working that lent to well-being-oriented choices when presented with any challenge allowed her to demonstrate much more capacity and control than in comparison to anyone else who had been gifted with optimization. She could tackle any profession, art, skill, or sport and do it tremendously well.
During her three months, she’d spent time with Erin on her sleuthing, accompanying her as she helped the youth her own age to overcome their various battles in life. Vesha enjoyed spending time with Erin as she pored over her studies, lost herself in the fascinating histories, and recovered secrets hidden throughout the globe. Vesha had journeyed with Yesha finding and rescuing men, women, and children. They even helped a plethora of animals, birds, and other creatures, and returned with them to the Melrose Campus, helping them to heal, to become optimized, and trained up and read-in to Pathway, from whence they could choose where to go throughout the world and which of the tech cities throughout the solar system they wished to call home. Most of the animals decided to live in lush forests and jungles or in lakes and small seas throughout the solar system within Pathway’s twenty-thousand tech city environmental projects.
Vesha had also spent time with Amber Blythe analyzing how to integrate with the various environments with minimal to no adverse effect to the body’s systems, if there were any adverse effects, the nanos would cause the person to radiate and glow as they were healed, and healing was a continuous thing. Amber had figured out how to integrate specific microbial DNA sequences into the human system that would allow humans to live in space without oxygen and with complete ability to absorb radiation and micro-meteorites without harmful effect, and Vesha had helped her to do so.
Vesha had also spent time with Najem and Jasmine combing the Universe with their sensors to map a robust plan for an incredible future journey through the Cosmos, once humanity got its act together, and mutual respect was second nature.
Generally speaking, the intellect and wisdom of Vesha’s mind had compounded based upon that of anyone who had also passed through the Virtual Universe. Yet, something about the care that Yesha and Amber had taken over the last two years between her passing and awakening had made her ability to process and extrapolate information infinitesimally more considerable than the capacity of everyone else, including Eliza. Eliza, however, was very proud of both the efforts of Yesha, Erin, and Amber, as well as the results of character expressed by Vesha Celeste, herself.
Vesha was both physiologically and neurologically superior in every way to anyone else, yet she was humble and kind, and she did not gloat or brag. She knew that greatness was not a measure of brain cells or any item, rather it was in the choices one made using the tools and resources given to them, no matter their complexity. Our level of benevolence, or care for others, was the true measure of character. Despite being a significant player in many of the great inventions, she looked at herself as ordinary and knew it was essential to treat the contributions of everyone else as the valuable and unique contributions that they were. Eliza saw Vesha’s love of others, alone, as a pre-qualifier for the pinnacle of great leadership. The attributes that Vesha not only possessed but expressed was paramount for the tasks she would delegate to her. Eliza had known her for many years now, and Vesha was one-of-a-kind.
While it was difficult or nearly impossible for hitmen hired by competing industries throughout the world to kill anyone who was fully read-in, due to their optimizations and the rapid healing effects of their gene-oriented, neuron-oriented, and cell-oriented nanos. Every attempt had been thwarted thus far, due to excellent communication, courtesy of the neural links, and the robust capacities of the Twelve Database Moons. Eliza knew, however, that if someone were to try to hurt Vesha, she could theoretically heal in seconds, no matter the damage. Hit attempts had been on the rise. Although they were lost in the fanfare of politics, as usual, industrial competitors and managers, who lived to breathe terror into the lives of those who worked for them and many others who did not value life as she did, were in constant, covert, and even overt missions to destroy all that Pathway stood for. Anti-Pathway groups were on the rise, as people “miraculously” healed, and Eliza was well-aware of the attempts made on the lives of so many kind and beautiful people.
Now, because there were a couple of cases of collateral damage, where a hit attempt hurt someone who had not been fully read-in, Eliza knew something had to be done to reduce the cultural and societal toxicity, so she went before the Senate. She knew that much could be done through moving importance more toward well-being than wealth and power. She also knew that she had to revisit her tax bill, to loosen the coffers of greed, to enable humanity to have the financial fluidity to invest in longevity, health, and clarity of mind and the innovations that would achieve a higher quality of life and overcome the many challenges humanity and the Earth itself faced. Rewriting and reintroducing a clean bill before Congress and the Senate, which had been passed with unfortunate and questionable additions to it more than a year ago, would help. She would also introduce and pass other bills, to include one of home-based healthcare and top-quality home-based education via biopod, by sanctioning proliferation and distribution of these robustly capable devices. If the Senate were to approve her bills, she would also need to find a way to afford them similar protections as shared by those in Pathway who had been fully read-in.
It was late March of 2019, and Eliza was simultaneously linked with Yesha at the Pathway Operations Presidential Center. Erin Carter was right there by Yesha’s side as her Vice President. Eliza was standing in the Senate behind the pulpit, representing not only the state of Massachusetts but all people worldwide, deliberating in the interest of laying before esteemed colleagues her case in an unambiguous manner for sanctioned physiological and neurological therapies that would significantly increase the possibilities of curing a multitude of disorders which were, in fact, responsible for the rise in violence throughout the world. While these disorders were very much different from Alzheimer’s, Schizophrenia, ADHD, and many others that hampered the shared quality of life, it was still the mind that was at the center of the decision-making process, and as such something was obviously firing wrong in the neurological system of someone if their desire for mutual well-being wasn’t existent. There was an ethical way to mend the mind, she had figured out how to do it billions of times, but society was very fickle, and convincing one entity through vocal persuasion wasn’t always as efficient or effective as she would have liked it to have been, but she would try to reach as many people as she could.
All too often it had become increasingly acceptable to tear others down in the name of being “real” or destroying someone’s ingenuity through brutality for the sake of popularity and so-called “strength.” Eliza noticed that this was a sickness that was worse than a disease, yet somehow people bathed in it as if it were gold. This was also a malicious virus and a vulnerability that was being exploited overmuch by those who had motives in mind that had nothing to do with well-being. They used this against young people who were vulnerable of mind and amenable to ideas that were unhealthy, in the interest of being accepted in their young and rebellious age, especially after all they had witnessed when it came to the unhealthy environment they were victims of. This type of behavior was destroying the fabric of society, of humanity, and would ultimately become the end of human civilization and result in a future where no other sentient being would even know of our existence. Eliza knew something had to be done, and she was doing it.
“It was never weakness to be kind, it was never softness to be compassionate, and it was never real to crush the will and innovative spirit of another individual; people must be given an environment that will allow them to learn. Yes, they must have the opportunity to learn that kindness is a strength, compassion is flexibility, and the desire for the well-being of others as well as ourselves will enlighten our minds with the type of innovation that will preserve humanity and make us capable of spanning the Universe.”
Eliza would often multitask her mind with many different ideas and resolutions to issues running through her mind at once. When it came to the art of reaching the hearts of the people, however, she knew in every way imaginable that it was an uphill battle. Certain sectors of the media had delivered attack campaigns after attack campaigns backed by seemingly powerful and as yet publicly-unknown entities, who mainly had made it their mission to sew dissension and discord among the masses and the public.
One of the many approaches they used was to cite well-known authors and historical figures and manipulate the intent of their wisdom by suggesting that advancements, technologies, and tools made available to the masses of the public, allowing them to participate in innovation, were evil. They forgot to realize that essential tools are not malicious, they are merely there, like dust or sand. The choice of the bearer of a device and how they used it defines their own character. Their pervasive argument was that information that was provided by those who truly cared, only benefitted the machinations of another large or even evil corporation, and that argument was fallacious. The irony was, Eliza knew who, or actually what, was behind all of the attacks and the negative campaigning. Those who truly knew Eliza also knew that she was under attack for taking the initiative to improve the overall environment, for one, and secondly, they knew that Pathway was under attack for all of the good that it was trying to do for others as well.
Members of “Anti-Pathway,” as she and her friends called them, had apparently funded multiple organizations for years, to include religious organizations, various media organizations, and quite a few political, entertainment, and business organizations, and all in the effort of conquering and dividing
the populous. She knew that the truth of it all was that, while there were genuinely evil individuals and organizations out there, for the most part, what seemed like some large and powerful organization bent on destruction, was merely a symptom of economic gluttony, selfishness, negligence, and a lack of remorse for life. All of this had spun out of control through a series of programs once intended for good but were now bogged down with laws that did not protect the people, and bylaws and overall bureaucracies that were built on the ethics of greed and power, as taught by the establishment in business ethics classes and in books by brutal leaders.
It seemed it was in the best interest of those who thought they were in power to make sure things did not change quickly or drastically. These were they who also seemed to possess the most significant influence and affluence over the issues that could have otherwise been resolved but weren’t, and these were they who were chasing their own economic dreams with little regard for anyone or anything else, but to maintain their influence and affluence. What resulted was the over-inflation of debt and taxes, toxicity rampant in and throughout the work environment, a lack of time and reduced tools for proper parenting in the home. Indoctrination of those who were most vulnerable to manipulation, due to a desire for acceptance by others, and resultant tragedies that rather than healing the populous, spread the venomousness throughout the world, were responsible for the dystopian environment that seemed to be playing out worldwide.
It seemed that there were those who had been cursed with such an environment that was toxic to its core that they became malicious and were intelligent in the worst kinds of ways. Many painted an honest portrayal of themselves as creating necessary and complicated methods steeped in bureaucracy to mitigate issues in the short term, but purely for increased personal gain. They masked the problems they pretended to resolve at best while doing nothing and while in fact many of these entities actually glorified in death, apocalyptic destruction, and any kind of chaos that justified ignorance, selfishness, and served their wallets, self-centeredness, and greed. They did not realize that if they merely cared about those around them, as well as themselves, and felt concern for their well-being, wealth and power would be accompanied by love and loyalty.
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