I don’t normally do art with religious tones, but I was inspired by the movie musical Jesus Christ Superstar that I for some reason watched on Netflix.
On the lake
Above the reflection of the sky
I stop and think
Of all I could have loved
But decided to pass by
Captain’s Blog; Star Date 05312013WP:
This is my last stop before heading into uncharted territory. Protocol would have me dropping a communication probe within this planet’s orbit to stay connected with the NET.
I am about to become a hermit. I willfully ostracize myself into the unknown.
Captain’s Blog; Star Date 05302013WP:
I put in a request for a one maned exploration corvette class ship. I wish to fly into deep space where the connection to the NET requires probes. I just want silence.
To my kind I am a hero, the captain of a ship that swooped in at the last-minute, safe from an enemy EMP bomb. My crew and I unloaded all the fire power our ship had into the hull of the biggest ship produced, The Heart Faith.
The Heart Faith was weakened. Her shields required all her power to protect herself from the EMP waves she released. Her shields went down. All power diverted to her guns. Her crew was thinking they where safe, her enemies knocked out and awaiting death. If that ship’s guns would have gotten back online we would have lost a whole base full of my people. The EMP would have prevented any saving of souls.
Despite this, I think all Pure-Fleshers I silenced forever. All the unique souls that can never be restored. We Transhumans have a great desire to preserve our uniqueness, our memories and our ideas. Our technology is to designed to make individuals last forever if desired. We don’t ever need to leave this vast universe due to death.
I heard the screams of Tranhumans when they are “shut off” carried over the NET. We can know the pain and experience of death, but we can be reborn…
The screams of all the Pure-Fleshers I silenced will haunt my dreams for a long time.
Far off in a distance (unknown light years) an exploded star releases a gamma ray burst. Is radiation will wash over this planet changing it forever, killing what primitive life forms do live here or mutating them into a new evolutionary direction.
Welcome to Steam City, the warmest place on the planet! There are two levels to a city on this frozen planet, the one above and the one below. The above part is like any other city. There are buildings, churches, stores and streets. Below are catacombs of pipes channeling water and melted snow to large boilers heated by the planet’s magma layer. Steam is created and used to power and heat the city. Pressure is relieved via big black vent towers, or in Steam City to also activate the musical pipes within the clock tower.
This Big Jellyfish has decided the cold arctic ocean is no longer where he wishes to be. He swims through the air now and will hunt whatever he finds on land. Isn’t evolution something?
Caption’s Blog date still unknown.
It has been some time since my last entry. A terrible tragedy has happened. An unknown evil has released an e-virus that swiftly infected a large segment of the Transhuman population, pitting us against each other as well as the Pure Fleshers. If not for a few strong-willed cyborgs creating a vaccine, all types of humans may have disappeared from the universe. Unfortunately the whole population of human identities that existed purely within the NET are dead, never able to speak again. In order to prevent their infected collective consciences from taking command of all Starships and attacking Earth, the data frame that held them was destroyed. The Government leaders (mostly made of Pure Fleshers) ordered all backups to be erased due to possible infection. This was an act of fear, but evidence is showing it was just.
I myself resisted by disconnecting myself from the NET. It was done to late. I eventually succumbed to the virus. The computer part of my brian shouting to my flesh, KILL and DESTROY! I was stopped by my crew thankfully.
The NET is down and will remain so until it is checked for threats. All Transhumans have been removed from duty until further notice. I fear we may never be trusted again.
Relax, see what you want in your mind and it will grow.