Chapter 9: 9. Noosfera: Resonance of Immortality (8)

9. Noosfera: Resonance of Immortality (8)

How do you see immortality as a benefit to the Consurge race? Is what Markya asked Junius. First I asked myself—how does she know? Second, I asked myself Markya's question, and I couldn't come up with a response besides it being ironic to the beliefs the Omega Force have, and possible fix to Minusfolk. So, within the lingered silence, I was with Markya, wondering of my brother's response.

Junius' eyes didn't leave Markya's eyes alone, I wondered if he endeavoured to read her and plan his response, but instead what my brother spoke came from his heart. "Having addressed to myself all the cons I have read, heard and seen from our forebearers. They all seem equally illogical. First, there's the supposed 'peril of procrastination'. Not getting anything done in a timely manner or at all just because immortality is achieved. Even if I were the last person in the cosmos standing still is not an option, death has nothing to do with momentum—it's the opposite, and—rarely do we act because we will die soon, in opposite, sometimes we act as if trying to die quicker through abusing substances, suppressing our momentum, and performing detrimental activities instead of being imaginative of our future. Even with all this time we've been given, we still waste it. Markya, I believe that if death is managed properly—the truest potential of our nous will be actualised," said Junius.

"Sounds like he is trying to convince you," said Volos.

Markya side eyed Volos in disgust and continued. "Not happening." Twirling and pointing her index left finger at Junius. "Many people as well as I—believe that without the great punctuation, a mark of death and end to that momentum—nothing we do in life matters. It's the whole 'you only live once', or 'it is what it is' mentality that has people take risks and gamble for a better future. Death gives them meaning and has driven us to this point. The peril of procrastination will not be erased as you believe, nor will death be managed. It will simply be warped and decadent in nature—endlessly," said Markya.

Greysong investigated. "Sis, why are you bringing this up so suddenly?"

"Well, my dear sister, the nou-politic nature of reality cannot be denied. Within the Warped World our cousins and Scordi created—I experienced a Noosphere Infinity, a trip so bad—I chose to come to the scum of the sphere for consilience," said Markya.

"That's harsh," said Volos.

Markya clarified. "A scheme of continuous progression towards a singular point that warps our entire cosmology towards—a forever shape. That shape points current Minusfolk to look as they do. No longer in equilibrium with the Aeon Noema—instead towards a warped nature of reality—of a forever flesh." She attempted to pierce the truth to Junius—one he had no way of understanding yet.

Markya clarified on what she saw within the Warped World. She said she felt like she'd experienced it for aeons. Yet, finally, separated from the hardened nested-ness of meat, guts, nerves, and bone, she returned to the pleasures of having an individualistic corporeal. The sky was an indescribable colour.

Distant from her, someone peered mingled in the background. She chose to introduce herself. "I'm Markya Kresnik, for some reason you seem familiar to me." With the delayed response Markya chose to look around, her feet stood on red grass but digging her toes on what she would presume to be soil—instead, the grass grew, on flesh. Red exposed muscled flesh, the grass on it like hairs.

By the time she looked up from her confusion, the entity had already drawn itself closer to her.

Their hair was bloodshot and their eyes were ornate. But the face, according to Markya, it was my brother and I's face. They talked. "You're experiencing a Noosphere infinity. The future surge of your Graviton has allowed you enough weight over the Aeon Noema to the point of reaching the [warped Barbelo's Womb]. You now witness its warping towards further decadence and continuous of lower emanation, and here I lie inaugurating this [Noosfera]," they said.

"I know who you remind me of now," said Markya, she gulped before expressing. "That demeanour—this oddness which I've never felt—jamais vu, though I'm certain—you have something to do with my cousins." Markya hugged herself as if cold.

"Do you know what I did before this?" The entity asked.

Markya shook her head scared.

"Drinking and regretting my life choices," the entity tittered at reminiscences of their supposed pain. "You see, by my mother—I was told my father was a pioneer, the source of this world's future. She hammered me with a sense of importance. When I didn't live up to that importance, I hated it, both myself and those around me who were also incapable of living up to this greater importance. But now, with me—everything warps. I am the cornerstone for the cosmological systems of reality, etched to me—this warped Barbelo's Womb—the Huld—of my hold birthing endless realities for a possible end to the [Luminary]. But now that you’re here, it seems you are a key component to the conquest of this endlessness. Towards the Form of the Good—a perfect, eternal, and changeless Form—the Shapeless. Let's put an end to all of this din, Aunty Mar… Void-calling: [Shadow Hands]."

{"JOIN US."} A nightmarish growl reverberated off of the earth-flesh from no direction in particular. The screams of aeons combined and made manifest.

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"What the fuck?" Markya feared. The phantasmal shadow hands of the huld extended and tickled the entities back, nearly grabbing them as well. But realising it was their master—they stopped and instead, the shadow hands extended towards Markya—making her once again bound to the warped world.

"What?" I said.

"A sphere of flesh?" Junius asked himself.

Volos made his thoughts known. "With a stabilised Vile Vortex and now free access to the [Point Core] fragment which caused it, you two should know you history. Terra used the House of Allfather's Point Core—the most powerful kind of Graviton Emitting Module to terraform their sphere. Your fragment became lost with the battle your father fought. Unlike the other Consurge worlds Thunderland and Terra used the same Point Core, the spheres aren't too large, small enough to have used a single split Point Core to terraform both worlds. The Techne Lab here endeavoured to surge the Point Core to its full state from a single shard after the terraform completed, instead causing our Vile Vortex, and all the Minusfolk within Terra we see are result from that point B influencing point A—a retrocausality of an all-existing destination unaware to us. Markya has witnessed this reason, with a foresight caused by experiencing a Noosphere Infinity, one the Omega Force have long been acutely aware of," Volos explained.

Greysong confused. "Retro- what sorry?"

My brother's eyes turned a musky dull—as if possessed by something as he informed. "Retrocausality is an event where the cause happens after the effect. There is nothing physical that appears to be retrocausal, so there's not much there outside of sometime-independent experiments with Noumancy, but I can't explain those—they're above my pay grade. As far as philosophy, lots of promises of the afterlife are retrocausal, aka, the cause of your behaviour now is because of the supposed end state of your soul in the afterlife. There's also the retrocausal Roko's basilisk, that works similarly, but falls apart when more rigorous logic is applied. As a result, the only factor that is known comprises the future Consurge race which uses the [Point Core—Higgs mechanism] and the Revelation of the Method attracted by the [Dragon of Revelation's] warping of our nous, the Collective Noosphere—to surge their weight on the past. However, the destination by which they do this is of course unknown to us, but what is certain and evident is that is how we can channel nearly the full extent of Metatron's Cube through our nous, to redefine the cosmos towards the ever habitat of their desired future."

I contemplated. "So, there's a destination to all Consurge in the future that makes current Minusfolk all skinless and 'huld'? Why would our future Consurge race want that?" I asked.

"Your brother explained it well," Volos praised with a slow clap. "The assumption is that it is entropy putting its mighty hand upon us as our nous accelerates the breaking of homogeneity of the cosmological systems—Aeon Noema—almost like its punishing us, but perhaps it is merely a plague of the future effecting the past. The Omega Force believe that plague is physical immortality," said Volos.

Junius took a deep breath, exhaling, he paused for a moment, before he spoke. "It seems I'm a part of the problem. Or Noddy and I's mystical third twin. You can't exactly tell me what the problem is because I might make it happen. The Warped World Noosphere we created may be the initiative of this problem, so bringing Scordi here makes sense if the problem is a genuine complication. But to who and what Markya, your beliefs?" Junius asked.

Markya's silence confirmed Junius' speculation, she said. "My dream is to become a Noumenon of the highest emanation. Independent of the pre-determinism of the Collective Noosphere, and the retrocausality of future Consurge, determining our every action. So yes."

Junius questioned. "If this complication is the evilest of evils against your beliefs. Why has God allowed me to be born into this world?"

Volos tapped his cheek, beating a thought into his head. "You had your father protecting you. He's dead now, so maybe I should kill you," said Volos.

Markya cracked her fingers, ready for fray. "Junius, are you willing to die for your cause?" she asked.

Junius upheld his stubbornness. "Markya, I sincerely believe we need to move past this fraud managing of death, and genuine management to truly be Continuus sapiens, wouldn't you agree?"

I didn't know who to side with. In your past, the dream Markya had, would not even bat an eye, but within the Continuous Era—were everything is dictated by 'nous', the matter was different.

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