The Old Souls Chronicles 2: Hegat and the failed crossover

The Old Souls Chronicles 2: Hegat and the failed crossover

7 May 2017 (read the first part called Lurch here )

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Before the blood could hit the floor the two men from the health squad have taken out their vacuum guns and wiped it out in mid-air. Aron, the soft-spoken health officer moves forward and holds his hand in the nerve cuff so that his mind cannot rebel against them while they will him to stop the self-destruction he had initiated.

 

  • Ricini, says Aron. You cannot continue with this madness. You are giving a very bad example to the youngsters here
  • I don’t care says Tony and please stop calling me Mr. Ricini, my name is Tony
  • Tony, continues Aron, we need to get your lungs fixed. If you wish to disappear there are other ways. You can write to the chancellor and he might approve your request to crossover
  • I don’t need anyone to approve my request to crossover. I am fine doing it on my own
  • You cannot do that Tony. Every mind is important and must work in coordination with the other minds, especially when it is such an old one with empirical data about the past. We need you to stay alive.
  • I don’t want to stay alive, snarls Tony and the blood surges again immobilized in mid-air again by the vacuum gun of the other health officer, Hemshaw
  • Sir, we need to take you to the facilities now says Hemshaw. You cannot stay here spilling blood, especially that you seem to have altered your DNA to regressive mode. We are not sure how it could affect the rest of the people around you. Who do you live with? We need to call them in for containment
  • He lives alone says Aron who was reading the data from the nerve cuff. He’s been living alone for years now since his wife left
  • Let’s locate her, says Hemshaw, maybe she can help us with this episode
  • Don’t call her, yells Tony, his eyes getting wild and more blood spilling out of his mouth as he coughs frantically, the blood again vacuumed in mid-air by Hemshaw
  • You don’t give us much choice, says Aron. The nerve cuff is overheating because you are not allowing us to still your mind.

 

Tony’s mind resists again frantically and the nerve cuff fuses. Aron and Hemshaw immediately cuff him on both sides and add nerve containers at the base of his neck, completely immobilizing his mind flow.

 

  • We cannot keep him in this state says Hemshaw to Aron
  • I know says Aron
  • Let us call Hegat and ask her if she knows why her husband Tony wants to die

 

Some onlookers were getting extremely nervous at what was unfolding so Aron and Hemshaw will Tony out of the restaurant and into their cube so they can take him to the health facilities. A small team of cleaners from the health squad goes over any remaining dots from Tony’s blood all over the floor and vacuums the air as well as ionizes it fully making sure they pulse the ions into the nostrils and mouths of all the occupants of the restaurant at the same time. Before long these latter have forgotten all about the incident as a group of newcomers come in to demonstrate their newly acquired whirling skills. That is another of the attractions that made such places as restaurants the in place to be at, not only you got to consume energy the old way but you also got to see new talent in motion for free and it was always so exciting to see newcomers exhibit their newly acquired skills because they pulsed strongest with life when they first acquired those skills, shooting rainbow arrows all over, giving a high of energy to the audience that watches them.

 

On entering the facilities, Tony sees that Hegat, his wife, is at the reception waiting. Aron and Hemshaw salute her with respect as she, like Tony was an old soul with an old mind full of empirical data about the past. Unlike Tony, however, she seems to be full of life and in very good health. They know she is around three hundred years like her husband but her appearance is that of one of the forty year-olds from the old souls who are less than two-hundred years old. Aron like Hemshaw is a youngster and none of the youngsters ever went beyond the age of thirty in appearance because it had simply become close to impossible in the wave of Life system.

 

  • Ma’am, your husband here is on autodestruct mode, says Aron as an introduction
  • I know she says softly. Please call me Hegat
  • Hegat, says Hemshaw, can you explain to us why your husband would want to self-destruct?
  • He’s been like that for years, she says. That is one of the main reasons I left. He had become bitter at the fact that we were not allowed to alter our appearance as the wave of Life had hit when he was already quite old. I was thirteen years younger so I did not have a problem with my appearance and I was a morpher anyway so it did not matter. I guess working with all those youngsters who looked so fresh while he was permanently frozen in the appearance that he had expected to die with started becoming heavy after the first couple of hundred years. He started having these wild ideas that we should self-destruct and come back as youngsters even though it was specifically declared unlawful for old minds to depart. I could not report him but had difficulty resisting his daily demands so decided I should leave even though it was very painful to leave him behind
  • I’m sorry Hegat, says Aron softly
  • It is alright. I have got used to being away and have been working even more intensely on the Regeneris solution. I think I might have found a way to plug the Regeneris morphing gene directly into DNA so that a person does not have to go through the energy twists to regenerate appearance. This way old souls like Tony could change appearance without losing their mind integrity through the energy twists.
  • You did that for me, Hegat, says Tony, his eyes full of tears and amazement
  • Yes, my love, says Hegat. It has taken me all my strength to resist coming back but I knew I had to stay away or you would convince me to self-destruct with you and all that knowledge of the old would be lost for the youngsters
  • They don’t need the knowledge, Hegat, says Tony. They are happy with what they have in this wave of Life and they just go about absorbing energy and interacting with each other. They don’t even need to work anymore like we did. The only meaning in their life is the life force, its energy that they inhale and exhale daily and the gimmicks that go with it like the rainbow trips and the whirling.
  • That is the way of this new world Tony, says Hegat. We need to accept the transition but we also need to educate them so they do not make the mistakes of the old times.
  • They come with no history, with no memory, they don’t need us, says Tony pleadingly. We are an oddity in this world and should have disappeared a long time ago like dinosaurs.
  • We are not dinosaurs, we are old minds, it is a precious thing, says Hegat.
  • Can you believe, continues Tony, that after I started the autodestruct mode I could no longer consume energy in the new way but had to actually have meals again? In a way it was all at once strange and soothing to actually have to eat to derive energy.

 

Hegat looks at her husband with a mixture of sadness and curiosity. She takes in the small additional wrinkles that had appeared from his choice of regressive DNA mode. It was all at once fascinating and horrifying that he had actually initiated the process. She reaches out and touches his face, running her fingers softly alongside the crows’ eyes close to his temples and his mind and body stills. Aron can feel Tony’s will weakening so he unhooks the nerve containers at the base of Tony’s neck and Tony’s will does not rebel. Encouraged by this Hemshaw retrieves his nerve cuff on Tony’s right arm. Aron keeps the nerve cuff on Tony’s left arm just in case they would need it but Tony’s will remains still. Even his coughing has subsided and it looks like he is reversing DNA mode to switch back to progressive and Hegat smiles as she feels the crows’ eyes reduce slightly under her fingers.

 

  • The other day one of the youngsters wanted to know what it was like to have a baby the old way, says Hegat to Tony, her eyes locked on his
  • They could always look it up in the Superim Library of the old world, says Tony, partly amused, realizing she is trying to rekindle his enthusiasm in teaching the feel
  • I know that, she says but they wanted to have an immersive experience so I gave her a glimpse through my soul flow but now her husband wants to know it too so I thought of you but did not know how to approach you about it
  • Well that is sorted now, isn’t it, says Tony wryly
  • I guess it is, she says her gaze questioning. So will you do it?
  • Do I have a choice when you look at me like that, says Tony. I am sorry my love, I have been such a fool. Living without you all those years has made me realise that appearance does not matter as long as you are with the person you love and who loves you. This is something that we have and that they, these youngsters, do not really have. They only have a pale copy of it, a sense of attachment and quiet bliss but nothing like this stark raving madness of elation and desperation that we go through respectively when together or apart
  • I think we can teach them something about it with our empirical data, says Hegat smiling. As for appearance, I think Regeneris can take care of what you need
  • Let’s go teach them something about the feel says Tony laughing

 

Aron looks at the nerve cuff on Tony’s arm and sees that the data reads married. It seems that both have decided to be together again. The data also reads progressive mode for the DNA so he smiles and slowly removes the second nerve cuff from Tony’s left arm.

 

  • I am in for one of your sessions on the feel, says Aron to Tony
  • You’ll find me in the passion section of the Superim Library, says Tony winking

 

Aron and Hemshaw walk towards their cube and see Tony and Hegat walking towards Hegat’s cube. They know that Tony had abandoned transportation in cube since he had entered DNA regressive mode as the cube would have immediately given away his secret and so he had had to move on foot from one place to the other, which had not helped his deteriorating condition at the time. They shake their heads at why anyone would want to attempt the old timer’s crossover instead of enjoying this life of luxury and unimaginable prosperity if you compared it to the tales of the old world that they acquired knowledge of through the pod in the Superim library. Aron was looking forward to Tony’s lessons because even though he was a youngster, he had felt moving within him emotions that were far stronger than what the average youngsters were feeling and had always thought he was a freak. This encounter with Tony was going to be a game changer for him he thought as he looked back again at the cube of Hegat disappearing in the air.

 

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The Consolations of Philosophy – Max Richter

Stars written

Stars written

5 May 2017

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Disorder

Laid back in order

On border

Recorder

Landscapes that scribe sees broader

The soul much grander

 

Obsessive

All doubt to outlive

Compulsive

Will to live

Overwhelming gift to give

To love and forgive

 

System spate

The chains that we grate

We broke late

You translate

It was She who bosom ate

Clearing up the plate

 

Cloudy dome

Straying within home

Metal chrome

Sound of Ohm

Not all paths will lead to Rome

The mind oft will roam

 

See the light

Rocking cradle right

End of spite

Brittle might

Shadows dark don’t creep the night

Upending the fight

 

Hymn for soul

Music to console

Expunged coal

Closed the hole

Recovering from wormhole

The dot from the whole

 

Meek kitten

The coffin laid in

Hate driven

Stars written

Waking the blue green maiden

The soul ne’er laden

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Music for Your Soul ( Carino)- Chris Spheeris

Contrived contraption

Contrived contraption

27 December 2016

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Synapses

Diverging units

Time through space

Lovers knits

Illusions appearances

Unbends distances

 

Collapses

Of my nerve’s systems

Bleak anthems

Face disgrace

The ship sinks with all it boards

Waters welcome hoards

 

Digresses

The mind that invents

Circumvents

The intents

Recreating reaction

Contrived contraption

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Passage into Midnight – Omar Akram

My system failure

My system failure

28-29 April 2016

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He takes me

Apart bit by bit

Piece by piece

Settling in

Into broken nothingness

Conform to his whim

 

Toy lover

His blinding desire

Control streak

Love hacker

Build operate and destroy

The object of Heart

 

Life restart

Flowing emotion

Progressing

Digressing

Flooding out of the program

Now reboot the RAM

 

System slow

Operations jammed

Blinding light

Out of sight

Reemerging from the crowd

Back into console

 

Game mainframe

Twitching system roots

Disgruntled

Creator

Break me piece me up later

Artificial soul

 

Body whole

Perfunctory frame

Tested hands

Fitting feet

Spasmodic as you endorse

My system failure

 

Reading of the poem: 

 

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Logan’s run

Ex Machina Trailer

Get down Saturday Night – Dance scene from Ex Machina

The Devil’s Wife 2: Return to Eden

The Devil’s Wife 2: Return to Eden

31 January 2016

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Belzebu was worried. The date of his official wedding had arrived and his promised was nowhere to be seen. He knew his family must have had something to do with it. They had not approved of his union to the half mortal who – what’s more – was also half angelic. They had let him know very vocally that they did not approve of being shamed to this extent. Though his loyal supporters both ethereal and human had blindly accepted his command, his family still opposed the idea of making his marriage official. They did not mind when the two were wedded in secret matrimony but spelling out this union to the world was blasphemy according to them. How funny they could speak of blasphemy he thought to himself with a dry chuckle. His mirth died immediately as he saw a trace of blood on the corner of the wardrobe that belonged to his future wife. Could it be that they had actually killed her? He could not believe they would dare challenge his wrath in that way. The room simmered and blackened as he blazed, his anger notoriously a carcinogen factor for everything around him. Eventually his blaze died out when he realised there was hardly any blood there for his wife to be dead. He clenched his jaw, deep in thought wondering how to get to the bottom of this.

 

She looked around. It was an unfamiliar grey place yet not scary. Her head hurt and she could not remember why. She just had faint memories of being surrounded by a lot of energy before it had surged against her and she had blacked out waking up here. Something tugged at her sleeve and looking down she saw a young boy pulling at her clothes for attention. “We must go out now” he said in a hushed voice. “They have opened the gates”. She did not understand what he meant but he jumped up on the small table next to her and reaching towards her face turned it toward two giant iron gates that were slowly opening with a horrible screech.

Outside, many people were pouring into the courtyard from cells that were neighbouring the one she seemed to be in herself. Before she could collect her wits someone jabbed her in the ribs and she turned around to find a small being similar in size to the young boy beside her but with a wizened old face that was clearly that of an adult’s. He prodded her again. When the boy told him he was not supposed to prod her this way owing to her ranking the leprechaun, because that was what he visibly was, merely laughed. He knew that she like the others was going for memory reboot and nobody would ever know anything about the jabbing. Besides, who would possibly know her up here on the moon. Neither her own family nor Belzebu would ever think of looking for her here as it was normally only the dead ones that came for the reboot. She walked into the courtyard where a big signpost read Branding with a capital B in flaming letters and for a second she felt something flutter inside her.

 

Belzebu felt her at that instant. Her heart was clearly reaching out to him but it was too faint. Was she dying? The anger simmered again and the room filled with coals. He felt her again, the flutter faint but so full of her distinctive scent and under her flutter a lighter though somehow multiple one, a new kind of flutter he had never felt before. He instantly knew what it was. She bore his breed and perhaps that is why they had gone to such extremes, taking her away before he had made his marriage official. His mind raced as he tried to think where they could possibly have taken her. He dilated expanding himself over the Earth in search of her but she was nowhere to be found.

 

She walked on, the young boy holding her hand and the leprechaun poking her along the way. System reboot said the sign on the doorway she walked into now. Suddenly she felt a flutter but lower than her heart this time and she reached to it in surprise. The boy whose hand was tightly in hers gasped with surprise as well before his surprise turned to horror. He turned towards the leprechaun accusingly.

 

  • I am sure you knew about it
  • What good will it do anyone now? She will be rebooted and you know that nothing inside can survive the reboot. It will all be gone by the time she is back on Earth a new leaf.

 

She looked from one to the other puzzled before the boy pointed towards her belly indicating to her that she was with child. Of course, she thought to herself. She should have recognized that flutter. She had felt it before but when? She felt that other flutter again and something like an ache.

 

Belzebu felt her again, stronger. She was calling for him but visibly not on Earth as he was all over it and felt her at no place there. Her scent was coming from elsewhere. He looked up and there was the moon, staring back at him balefully, a hint of malice in her shade. He collected himself in an instant and sprang.

 

Just as she was about to enter the station, she felt a gust of wind shake the whole place. Something was right in front of her terrorising the leprechaun who fell to his knees crying “Master, forgive me. I did not know she was yours”. The gust of wind howled back at the leprechaun in front of her unseeing eyes something unintelligible yet so frightening that the leprechaun became even smaller, his beady eyes fully open in horror while his long ears and scarce hair fell back with piles of skin that were melting under what seemed to be the heat of the tornado in front of him. She screamed and immediately the wind came to a halt. She felt a familiar presence and then the overpowering feeling of something she had known for a long time right in front of her, soothing, caressing, the ache on her head slowly subsiding. Belzebu gathered his wife in his arms together with the young boy. The others had already entered the station and their rebooted souls were slowly landing on earth in various bodies. He shook with rage at the thought of what could have happened to her and his breed that she bore and the station flamed to cinders. Soon the whole moon was blazing, hurtling off track into space while he flew back to Earth with her. When he arrived on Earth, his family was waiting for them, angrily watching him land while the blazing moon in the background continued its slow spin off to the depths of the cosmos.

 

  • Do you realise what you have done? said his mother angrily
  • You have ruined rebirth and karma system for Earth as a whole by blowing up the moon, cut in his father icily
  • I don’t care about rebirth and your karma system or any of that nonsense, Belzebu snorted. We will put in place our own system
  • Pray how do you plan on doing that? taunted his mother. You don’t even know how human beings live and how they survive.
  • I will learn in order to become their leader and guide them into a new way of life, answered Belzebu
  • Your wish is my command, roared his father

 

Belzebu found himself on Earth in a remote time and space. His wife and the little boy were with him. He checked her insides but there was no damage, neither to her nor to their breed. She smiled up at him and did not falter even as he told her what he understood his parents to have done. They would need to work their way out of this like normal human beings, both of them and not just her. He reassured her though that if he succeeded in showing them he could also be a proper human being and provide for all of them without his usual powers to protect and help him then they would have to grant him back supremacy and unfettered access to Eden with her.

 

She looked at him again with love understanding that this was going to be a difficult test. Yet she knew they would be able to pass it successfully. After all he had gone up to the moon to get her back. She stood against him as he slowly engulfed her with his love and care, his lips upon her full and fleshy. She liked the fact that he was no longer an invisible spirit and knew they would get through this and sure enough, the days flew and in no time he had proven his worth beyond any doubt.

 

When he had gone back to his family showing them what he had accomplished, his heavenly father hung his head low for having doubted his own son. Slowly he gave him the keys to Eden and walked away. She watched from afar as he opened the gates, beautiful tall green, golden or rainbow gates all over the place that opened all at once. He scooped up the boy in his arms walking into the meadows and turned towards her, beckoning. She ran, her hands caressing the green grass as she rushed towards him and the boy, her heart full of happiness. It was indeed Eden, just like she remembered it from her dreams. She looked back at Earth, blue and sparkling in the distance within her mind’s eye. Their times there and his courtship had been quite a string of events but that of course, was another story.

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Tose naina lage with lyrics and Clips from Gangster

The cracks in the wall

The cracks in the wall

25 September 2015

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This house fell ruins

To the dark tides in making

Ebb and flow of Time

 

I followed with palm

Of ivy green throbbing veins

That on the walls stood

 

Intricate weaving

The ivy throttled and held

A slayer though guard

 

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Everywhere I look

Drastic move is creating

Inception of change

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Will there be a dawn?

My system follows, pursues

Of systems the new

 

The cracks in the wall

They gape at me answering

To cracks in my Heart

 

Mutating morrows

Crumbling with the walls that fell

To fires now slain

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