Sky left her mark upon them, to serve as a reminder. She then gave the healed and optimized individuals who had done so much to hurt others their first instructions, “I have given each of you, no matter your past, similar abilities to mine, you are now my 20 sons, I have sculpted your physique into perfection, mentored each one of you through my daughters, and trained each of you to be better than you ever were before. Your first set of orders will be to do likewise to every other cartel member you know, every person they know, and to expand out as far as you can to heal rather than harm. While you do, I would exhort you to also optimize and heal every victim and their families. Within each of your minds is the ability to link, and through that ability, you can call upon an army of nanos, build a jump gate, and bring all of those who need training to my island, where they can enter the biopods to be healed in every possible way.
“I must go. I have many other places I need to be where misery and suffering seem endless, so it is yours to follow the lead of the Zemanis and heal rather than harm those around you.
“Your second set of orders will be to lift your own societies up, build universities and work centers, as well as beautiful landscapes, advance in innovations and ingenuity, and then seek further guidance from Pathway management hierarchy James Cooper. Stay strong, my sons, and listen as you heal.”
With that, she turned to both her new sons and the Zemanis and hugged every person, and then each person awoke in their own beds that following morning, with a complete clarity as to what to do. Things were about to change, and the state of Chihuahua was about to become a paradise filled with several luxurious tech cities of its own, with rapidly maturing and lovely blue agave in abundance.
For now, Laetitia returned to her own row of agave, where each succulent cactus had blossomed two years beyond its prime. She was saddened a little, but then realized she should try to harvest them anyway. Then she applied what she had learned and invented while in the Virtual Universe. While there, she had developed a new strain of agave that could be harvested once a month. The revenue would be such that all employed to help would be compensated well, even with a two-month break provided each year. The nectar of the crop was many times sweeter and ten times more potent than anything else on the market, such that a few drops in a large vat of water would render better results than the entire harvest of any other agave farmer. Laetitia then received her first assignment from James Cooper, where she integrated with agave farmers in Sonora to heal rather than harm the people who were suffering there too.
Chapter 51: Sky Taylor, Section 5
Database Moon Archive, Celestial-Sol Date: 2022 July 28 – Erin Carter, President of Pathway, summarizes the experiences of Sky Taylor’s, her building of Sky Island, her critical journeys through 2023, and the impact of Sky’s one-thousand daughters and one-thousand-one sons. These memories are from Sky and Joanne, as recorded within the Virtual Universe and interfaced within Pathway Melrose Campus. Input by: Erin Carter, VP, 2018-2022, and President of Pathway, 2022-2029.
Sky and her daughters and sons worked as one throughout the World, staying linked, preventing further devastation while doing their work simultaneously. On occasion, one of her daughters would find herself attracted to a young man or young woman, and they would leave a special image of themselves in their mind that would resurface whenever that individual slept. In their noble and Universally Ethical pursuits, they worked both on land and both above and below the sea. They travelled and healed, optimized, and converted many through Central and South America, the Middle East, India, all of Asia, Indonesia, the Philippines, Australia, New Zealand, the islands of the South and North Pacific and Atlantic, Russia, Europe, and Africa with her one-thousand daughters and one-thousand-one sons throughout the many places where men, women, and children who suffered from the brutality and surly natured apathy of the worst in some of the greatest potential societies worldwide, would no longer do so.
As always, when she and her daughters were done with their healing, they would then leave their mark—an image of a white and iridescent angel with wings in their minds and a tattoo of an iridescent scorpion on their right buttock cheek, which would serve as a future payment of vindication for anyone who they had harmed or if they had left scars on the bodies and minds of others. When Sky and her daughters were done with one rescue, they would slip away, and then do this to each person in each village, county, or city, as well as home by home, community by community, town by town, and within any population center of any sort as the network of minds guided them. They would linger long enough to ensure a safe transition of each community from oppression to joy and illumination.
As one of mind, they were in essence Sky Taylor, yet each with names and identities of their own, yet as such, they were humble, powerful, and amazing, and they attributed all of their work to Sky. As such, while their work was being done throughout Earth, prior to their future missions aboard the JSC Spacecraft, they would work in concert, and all who saw Sky or one of her daughters, recalled Sky within their waking reality, and an image of her unique and beautiful daughters would surface in dreams, if the individual they were healing made an extra special impression upon them. As such, and thus as one, Sky would make certain that the goals that were made and the plans that were developed were done in a manner that resulted in the creation of environments where societies could be enabled to ready themselves by way of building universities for both men and women alike, no matter the social status. Once a city was sufficiently built up, it would network with Pathway and become an additional tech city, yet with sovereignty based on the laws of the land they lived in, so long as those laws were founded in true and Universal Ethics.
Each of the schools that were built would benefit all minds and provide safety from any form of harm and refuge from any sort of injustice or unkindness. These universities would each be a new shrine toward progress for the future and joy from within the mind, the heart, and the soul. The tech cities would arise from the most desolate of locations, and gone would be the chaos, the destruction, the greed, the slander, the lies, the misery, and the suffering, and instead human and beast would witness together the growth of beautiful forests, jungles, and the changes that took place in locations once devoid of love, communication, understanding, kindness, compassion, and ingenuity. Predation would be gone, and shared bounty and joy would abound in its stead.
Areas once affected by brutality and threats of death for non-compliance were healed. Greed, corruption, and showings of power dwindled as societies of forgiveness, kindness, innovation, and compassion arose to take hold and amplify the joy in the hearts of all who cared deeply enough to embrace others and raise the quality of life for those around them as well as themselves. Care and love were a shared reality and not one of brutality or loneliness.
Religious wardrobe and efforts were no longer a threat, but an honor and a joy to share with others. Artistic, social, and cultural uniqueness was embraced, so long as consent, personal choice, and individual freedoms were respected, and in the places that Sky had visited, this was the case. Wearing cultural garments and exercising personal freedom for each individual, of unique and free expression, through laughter, joy, and inspiration on a daily basis was suddenly recognized as a personal and respected choice, and religious garb was only used in a utilitarian manner or as individually deemed fit.
No one was any longer required to wear clothes based on mandate, but rather they worked with some of the greatest stylists humanity had known, both optimized-mind stylists with compartmentalized neurological applications to share and sell, and real-resource stylists, with stores and factories with goods to sell, all to wear garments rich in embroidery, design, and the kind of sculpted beauty that magnified their natural beauty as afforded them through their journeys through the real and Virtual Universes. Many with traditional clothing were given clarity as to its history, its original purpose, and had a quick realization that in some desert regions throughout the world, certain clothing had been d
eveloped with the intent of protecting their skin from the Sun’s radiation, from too much heat, and from painful burns, and thus was no longer required, but enjoyed as a means of celebration of individuality.
Non-pollutant vehicles roamed the roads and highways, travel of choice was applauded, and animals were protected no matter the highway or road, now surrounded by bridges, jump gates, portals, lush flowers, greenery, and sentient creatures of every kind, where once there had been a sandy abyss. Beautiful buildings with waterfalls and flowery and fruitful flora abounded in plenitude, and the reshaping of the land in and around each piece of infrastructure was surrounded with uniqueness, beauty, and imagination, which combed the landscape. Air conditioning was more decentralized to provide ideal environments for each individual based on need. With optimizations and proper shielding around Earth’s Orbital Rotation around the Sun, people were now far and away from the dangers of too much sun, sunblock was available to protect the skin of those who had elected to not receive optimizations, but it was not needed anyway, yet used because the coconut scent had been discovered to be one of many sources of enlightenment. Thus, religious clothing was no longer considered practical.
The deserts were now lush and full of flora and fauna, all sentient and embracing a shared existence of joy. Hurricanes no longer blew in from the Atlantic to the Gulf of Mexico or from any other desert region to the shores of any other nation. The weather was tamed, yet still shared the life-giving qualities of a healthy atmosphere. Volcanoes were now controlled to eliminate death tolls previously existent within Nature and throughout humanity, as was seismic activity, and the control of moisture in the air, which eliminated wildfires. The redwood and evergreen trees were optimized to open their seeds without fire, and as needed.
Throughout South America, Central America, the Middle East, Africa, North Korea, Venezuela, Russia, China, and many other places throughout the world once stricken with pain, suffering, loss, and need, both women and men alike, young and old, were now gifted with youth, healed and unbroken, and they again felt a sense of ease and joy as the kindness and compassion of the brutes in their societies and in their lives proved honorable through a new universal law of consent and the laws of Universal Ethics. Together they developed complexed systems to clean the plastic and debris from the seas and oceans and all over the World.
Art bloomed; music was shared in the streets of every variety. The buildings and the beaches were filled with bikini-clad beauties and beautiful men, women, and all manner of people who were in-turn filled with content toward the awesomeness of life. Each individual in each village, town, district, state, and country all were now fearless of the anger, hatred, and malice of men that once permeated their lands and were filled with gratitude for the dazzling presence they’d been gifted with.
Sciences were expounded upon, longevity and the mysteries of the Universe were taught in the schools, and innovations and advancements toward a promising legacy were proliferated galore. All of these advancements allowed the starving, the thirsty, the sick, and the weary to be healed, fed and involved. Families, friends, and leaders in every aspect of life had worked together to integrate joy into the successes of their young and newly regenerating societies.
Throughout the world, fears of terrorism and ruthless regimes began to diminish, and people began to see with clarity the things they had in common and the insurmountable power they had, together. If there were differences, they worked them out and, in many cases, their differences were honored; they were even celebrated and shared. Cultures, traditions, and nations distinguished each difference as the beautiful spice of life—the various ways of linking neurologically and peering back in time caused hearts to unite and appreciate the fullness of history. Multitudes of people throughout the world began to share the many powerful emotions there were to share as they looked back upon the many unfortunate losses and wounds caused by misunderstandings, a lack of vision, and even corruption. Corruptions, confusions, and follies were vindicated, and trespassers were forgiven. Kindness oozed from the hearts of men, women, and children. Productivity, constructive behavior, and compassion ruled the day. Everywhere once riddled with pain and suffering and desolation, now had tech cities, beaches, shores, sports, arts, music, romances, and stories, each celebrating the unique and competitive spirit of culture and individuality. Each tech city was beautiful in its own right.
As Sky and her thousand daughters did their work, they were pleased, humbled and fulfilled. She had created and reared those one thousand young ladies in her own image and on her beautifully fashioned publicly-invisible high-tech island. She had done so, and the island, born from a controlled volcano she had formed far away from any other region of land, lay in the Pacific somewhat north of the equator. Her daughters were just like her, yet still unique, in every skin and hair color existent, and they had all been trained, loved, and led by Sky. She had led the effort to afford efficiency, quality, and uniqueness of experiences, and in doing so, had traversed the world and healed it. She looked upon her results, with Yesha looking toward her in the Virtual Universe, hovering above the lush couch in Eliza’s estate home, and she was content. Together, her daughters had understood what needed to be done, had approved of their results of the grand healing, and had worked enthusiastically to share with Sky in doing the work she felt was necessary to preserve humanity.
After everything was complete and prior to retiring to the Virtual Universe, herself, Sky and her daughters took the time to look upon the fruits of their collective labors, to meditate, and then to smile upon all of it, and Sky was pleased. Her luminescent mind could hear the whisperings of wives and significant others as her iridescent scorpion tattoos were discovered, and for once she smiled and even giggled an angelic laugh. These markings served a purpose, however, and as humorous as they were, there was more depth to them than simple snorts of laughter. The experiences she and her daughters went through played out above her head and in the clouds yet were visible and were witnessed by Joanne each day, and now by Yesha, somehow within the Virtual Universe and inside Eliza’s estate home. A purpose and action with meaning had been shared by more than 50% of the world’s public population.
“Let’s heal, not harm,” was her motto, and deep within Sky’s powerful mind, she knew it was a necessary connection that meant an ideal that lent to worthiness to span the Universe.
Sky learned of this moniker she had earned—she embraced the fact that she was the Iridescent Scorpion. To many more, however, throughout the many places both she and her daughters, who looked like her twins in many ways, each with unique and small identifiers in the variety of highlights of their unique and angelic hair, visited the suffering and the fearing of the people, and rejoiced as now, with clarity of mind and vigor with purpose were now healed, the damage dissipated, and the people found new hope and clarity in life itself.
Love cleared away all of the anguish that had once existed amongst the masses, and kindness and pleasant “hellos” replaced the misery shared by many more. Instead, shared memories of Iridescent Angels permeated their minds. Sky too saw herself as an Angel, yet she appreciated the moniker and didn’t mind being called the Iridescent Scorpion. Not once was she, nor were her daughters, touched if they did not desire it, and as such, not a single soul they had encountered had died, due to their amazing capabilities, their omnidirectional sight, and invisibility. Men and women who had once given way to their brutal nature were now marked with both angelic thoughts and a tattoo as a reminder, and the kind, yet broken men, women, and children were left with a short and beautiful memory of her Virtual Universe persona. The persona that was that of a gloriously-winged Iridescent Angel.
The thirst for learning was quenched each day by further learning and throughout the world there seemed to grow an interesting unity, lush growth of forests and jungles, and tech cities that became the envy of all other locations throughout the world. Just as Sky, through her own actions and through the actions of her daughters and sons,
left each individual with the memory of an angel, she rejoiced as the amazing people whose lives had been touched also reached out and provided clarity to purpose in the lives of those around them. Sky had left each person an entrenched memory of Eliza Williams, one that brought home the many moments of when Eliza had meditated. They saw as Sky wept for the suffering of humanity—both physically and emotionally. She and her daughters and sons labored diligently to unite the greatest of minds with the wealthiest of minds to help preserve life and optimize humanity and its darling friends, so they could take a renewed and honorable civilization, prepare to heal the Universe, and then go on that journey through the Cosmos on many quests to bring life to the Universe with benevolent, compassionate, and peaceful environments, while preserving the home world, its Sun, as well as its solar system. They would do so while respecting and sharing the Universe with so many other civilizations that were in-turn worthy of preservation as well.
With this clarity, the people the world over began to become interested in the political outcome of Eliza’s home country. United, they had a shared hope that Eliza would win the Presidential election in the US, in a land beyond the borders, or far, far, and away, to bring together the policies, the sciences, and the means with which to bring about this amazing future.
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