(Journal Entry 1.102.000.112.984)
Earth 1,468*10^690, or as I eventually came to call it, That Big Rock With All the Trees, is a Class 16 planet on Reality Stack 34.18, populated with sapient beings whose DNA falls just 17% off the omniversal baseline. TBRWAT has gravity at roughly .95 g and an air pressure of 1.3 atm. Orbiting a yellow dwarf and possessing just a single moon, it isn't the most interesting planet I've visited. I'll say though, the broad band of pink planetary rings in lateral orbit around the planet do liven it up at least a little. Currently, the planet's surface is 88% water, and all the land mass lies on a single supercontinent on one side of the planet. This planet's tectonic plates have refused to shift toward the other side of the planet for eons—I guarantee it's thanks to that [REDACTED] under the ocean. Ugly thing. Probably died during the [REDACTED].
As with most habitable planets, TBRWAT has a dense population of Endelwood trees covering most of its land mass, and interestingly enough, the [REDACTED] have [REDACTED] such that these Endelwood specimens have begun to grow at three times the normal rate, causing the already horrifically fast-growing plants to overwhelm the mid-industrial society that has sprung up on the planet's surface. Even with dedicated anti-Endelwood machinery, the humans on TBRWAT have largely failed to expand inland. They live on the continent's borders, barely reaching past a hundred kilometers off the coast, so they're pretty cramped for space. And those rings have made satellite launches difficult as well, so they don't have much in the way of space infrastructure. Funnily enough, the limited space these humans have available has resulted in a much lower carbon footprint than most similar industrial societies. It's rare to see societies on the capitalist path make it this far before they've caused some kind of environmental disaster; I'd commend them for their prudence if I didn't know for a fact that they would certainly cause one if they had the upper hand on nature. Still, if they don't blow themselves up, I'd say they're about 80% of the way toward standard industrial collapse.
Outside of [REDACTED], this planet has no obvious divine presence, though some [REDACTED] have gotten pretty decent at hiding from me. I guess I'm pretty scary, these days. Sigh, sigh. I'd search more thoroughly, but [REDACTED] are all going to die anyway.
I didn't find what I came for, of course. I basically never do. So, I guess I'll actually need to ask [REDACTED] about the [REDACTED] before I head back. What a drag.
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