Experiment 102 Archangel Samuel

The Dreamweaver – age 2

She watches from atop an observation platform as the others congregate together and gravitate toward an opening in the distance. They assemble quietly but expectantly, each glowing with an inner fire. Thousands of them like specks of a smooth galactic whirlpool moving efficiently and purposefully.

She looks at the mass migration of beings and wonders what new adventures await these brave ones who chose to shift. He senses her thought easily and comes up next to her. He is going with them too. He says this is the other experiment and they can help each other. He says she can come too if she wishes it. She only has to make her intention known and it will be so.

He stands beside her with the casual bearing of a guide who is aware of each and every potential outcome. They have always helped each other to grow. They test the fabric of stories and research the prime factors of seeding. They have always travelled from place to place enduring the extreme fragility of conditioning. They are brilliant adapters and fearless decoders capable of the fractal manipulation of wisdom. She smiles her intention and knows it is done.

The space around her glows darkly as they move between spaces. It forces them to constrict and distil their critical abilities. There is limited volume for each to store only the quintessential which binds them and a few bare elements of import to their own tasks.

\\ She befriended her form and encouraged it to grow within its cocoon. It rested dreamlessly inside its own intelligence to gather and engrave its particular matrix substance. She watched it spark an electroformed impression of its outlined being from two points which then began to duplicate its fractals massively around her. She embedded her orb in the centre of its nova where first contract between the trinity was made. This was the three-dimensional activation for time in space.

\\ She prepared its stories as it organized her instrumental marionette and took care of balancing its two points of push and pull for the many strings that were encased in its structure.

\\ She animated her construct fully. She was aware of its form that was feeling terribly cold and its blinding pain of interpretation with her caused it to choke and scream. The neural network of connections for this body were being loudly electrified by her magnetic essence and sensations framed in its material context exploded in all directions.

\\ She was calm and patient as it took in the tactile sensations. It sensed her familiar gentle presence and she soothed its terror at being its own independent entity tremendously. Welcome to this world of projections.