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Faster than Light

‘The universe is growing, we know that, but where to what is outside that it can grow, become larger, within it or is it squeezing into another space, we do not know. It is forming life within the universe, at disparate points seemingly without reason, but the universe does nothing randomly, is it making way or is it that it has not finished, that the reason it expands is that it does not stop.’

‘Let’s get this in perspective. Earth is the centre of our understanding, but according to you it is a fly blot on history. If I understand what a fly is, yes, your milky way is a spot on an infinitesimally larger body which includes other – larger galaxies.’

‘So if we want to travel to these other galaxies we best develop FTL drives.’

‘That is currently beyond your technology; beside we had not slipped this into your development phase, yet. Besides FTL drives are –in your terms very slow.’

‘Your education is now to begin. You tie everything to light, why. That is all you know, all your scientists know. Yet you have made improvements in your knowledge and technology.  We have transporters, we have grav-drivers, and we have FTL’s or your version of them. But that is all intra-galaxy transport, what about from one galaxy to another?’

‘For that you need – not power, not something that moves one through space, not actually past objects but ‘through’ space, a window through which you pass and arrive at the same time as you left. This is what the genesis manipulates, and which we will soon use. In each of our ships above a certain size we have FTL and we have ‘through space’ - or for a better term – lineal realignment which uses the law of transposition.’

‘We call that a ‘wormhole’.’

‘Yes I have read some of your popular fiction and I understand why you adopted the term –wormhole. But we do not burrow through like a worm, through space exists –it is a dimension outside of space created by the very nature of the expanding of the universe. It is dimensional in nature on one side but through space is also a mechanism created to allow travel throughout the universe.’

‘Why?’

‘Because life must exist’.

‘Why, once again and how was it created’.

‘The universe is a cauldron for life to flourish and develop. But one must traverse vast distances in order to find other civilisations, and why does life develop – simply because it does.’

‘You cannot answer the why of life can you, but the need to travel is understood’.

‘The why of life – no, but it exists so it is so – do you not agree?’

‘My brain is frazzled, so humans on earth must develop this ability to go ‘through space’?’
‘Yes – in time, when it is judged to be right’.

‘And who judges?’

‘The human race – you have the ability, now find it’.


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