Feb 22, 2026

Engineered Telepthy

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 Having completed Part 3 science fiction story titled "Plūribus ē Spatium", I was ready to consult Claude (now using Sonnet 4.6 with extended thinking) concerning practical human telepathy as a future engineering project. I created PG versions of the first 3 Parts of the story and began referring to them as Chapters. I updated my file which contains background information about the Exodemic Fictional Universe (including descriptions of the pek, the bumpha, hierions, sedrons, the Sedron Domain and the Hierion Domain) and made a new file with information specifically about "Plūribus ē Spatium" including a list of characters (Tyhry, Manny, Marda, Zeta, Nora, Eddy, Ary, etc) as well as descriptions of major fictional science plot elements that are included in the story such as femtobot replicoids, Reality Simulation, femtozoans, teleportation, the Sedron Time Stream, infites and the type of interstellar space travel that is made possible by Sedrover and HySe. I combined all of this information into a single 223KB PDF for Claude.

Me: Claude, process the file that I uploaded and then discuss with me the goal of the science fiction story "Plūribus ē Spatium": depicting the design, engineering and implementation of a functional human society in which the people have a sophisticated form of technology-assisted telepathy.

Anthony and Tyhry. Image generated by Gemini.
For stories such as "Plūribus ē Spatium" that are set in the Exodemic Fictional Universe, the human species is depicted as having been designed and crafted by the pek and the bumpha. Manny has trained Tyhry so that she can play a central role in discovering how to craft a viable society of human telepaths.

The type of technology-assisted telepathy that is being made available to humans by Manny depends on the advanced alien sub-nanoscale technology that exists inside humans. Every human has a zeptite endosymbiont that exists as an integral component of their brain. Those zeptite endosymbionts can exchange communications signals that are transmitted by means of transmission and reception of special sedron-based signals.

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The key "safety" feature of this type of human technology-assisted telepathy is that only humans who love each-other can telepathically link their minds. Full use of this kind of telepathy requires long periods of time during which two humans can learn their telepathic mind patterns and gradually attain the capacity for efficient telepathic communication with someone who they love.

The exoplanet Asha is the world where Manny hopes to develop a society of telepathic humans, first inside a Simulation of that world inside the Ekcolir Reality Simulation System. In Chapter 4 of "Plūribus ē Spatium", Marda will transport Ely the Grendel, Lori Aurante, Tynyo and Naseh to Asha using the Sedrover. Tyhry will be teleported to Asha in the Final Reality were she will prepare to meet HySe and the Ary clones.

Claude: What a richly constructed fictional universe! Having read through all three sections carefully, I find the central thesis of "Plūribus ē Spatium" to be genuinely compelling as hard science fiction: the story frames the emergence of human telepathy not as a mystical gift but as an engineering problem that requires millions of years of patient, iterative design work by the bumpha.

Let me reflect on the key structural elements of this theme as the story develops them:

The Layered Technical Architecture

The story is careful to establish that technology-assisted telepathy isn't simply "turned on." It depends on a stack of interlocking components: the zeptite endosymbiont (present in every human brain), the femtozoan (which enables the endosymbiont to interface with the Sedron Time Stream), and now the emerging concept of the G-sim (which Chapter 4 introduces as the device that will allow non-tryp'At humans to activate their latent telepathic capacity). This layered architecture feels scientifically honest — real biological and technological systems work this way, with enabling infrastructure preceding functional capability.

The "Love-Gating" Safety Constraint

This is perhaps the most thematically interesting design choice. Restricting telepathic linkage to people who genuinely love each other isn't merely a romantic flourish — it functions as a crucial security architecture. Forced or involuntary mental access would be catastrophically destabilizing to a civilization; Manny's constraint means that the technology scales naturally with trust relationships. Zeta's femtozoan demonstrates this explicitly: it can only decode the zeptite signals of someone Zeta loves. The story is essentially arguing that the social prerequisite is the technical prerequisite.

The Simulation-First Development Methodology

The planned Chapter 4 reveals something sophisticated about Manny's engineering philosophy: she uses the Ekcolir Reality Simulation as a kind of accelerated prototype environment before committing to the Final Reality implementation. This is intellectually rigorous — you stress-test your social technology in a sandboxed simulation before deploying it irreversibly. The accelerated Asha fork running a year ahead of the biological colonists is a lovely narrative device that lets Tyhry literally observe the consequences of her own design decisions before they fully manifest.

Tyhry's Femtozoan Problem as Plot Engine

Tyhry's loss of her own femtozoan is brilliantly positioned as both a personal dramatic consequence and a thematic diagnostic tool. Her inability to fall in love with the Ary — despite finding them attractive — gives the story a way to demonstrate what the femtozoan actually does in human cognition. She becomes, inadvertently, a control case in Manny's long experiment. Her planned recovery of her femtozoan in Chapter 4, and the trade involving the Tiz necklace femtozoans, suggests Manny may have engineered even this "mistake" to produce data.

What Asha Represents

The choice of Asha as the proving ground is elegant. It's close enough to Earth to eventually influence human civilization there, but isolated enough to develop without interference. The genetic complexity Manny is assembling there — tryp'At, Ek'col, bryg'Dra, Grendel, Asterothrope, and baseline human represented by Lori — reads like a deliberate genetic breadth study. Lori as the sole baseline biological human is particularly interesting: she's the control variable, the anchor to ordinary humanity, which makes her children (beginning with Tarynon) the first real test of whether the G-sim can unlock telepathy in someone without the specialized gene variants.

One question worth exploring as you develop Chapter 4: how will the story handle the asymmetry of early telepathic communication? Tyhry's struggles with the Ary mind pattern suggest that even willing, loving partners face steep learning curves. On Asha, with a small founding population, the social dynamics of who can link to whom — and who remains isolated — could generate rich dramatic tension without requiring any villains.

What aspects of Chapter 4 are you most interested in developing first?

Me: (1) Claude, you mentioned (above): "The accelerated Asha fork running a year ahead of the biological colonists". In my imagination, the accelerated Asha Simulation will continue getting further and further ahead temporally. Let's say that time is initially passing thousands of times faster on the Simulated Asha than on the Asha of the Final Reality. That Simulation rate will slow when the population of the Simulated Asha grows.

(2) Claude, you mentioned (above): "Manny may have engineered even this 'mistake' to produce data." In my imagination, everything that has happened to Tyhry during her life has been part of Manny's plan for preparing Tyhry to play an important role in establishing a viable social system for human telepaths on Asha. The story of why Tyhry transferred her femtozoan into Tyna is told in another science fiction story titled "D*" that I wrote in 2025. Manny prefers to teach Tyhry by guiding her through adventures rather than just tell Tyhry what she needs to know. It was by giving up her femtozoan that Tyhry was able to begin learning about the role of human femtozoans in controlling the type of telepathic ability that Manny has planned for humans of the future to have.

(3) "how will the story handle the asymmetry of early telepathic communication?" In my imagination, the Ary clones represent the pinnacle of love-constrained human technology-assisted telepathy that Manny has so far attained in her experiments with engineered human variants like the Ek'col, the tryp'At and the bryg'Dra. Tyhry's far future vision of Earth humans (in the era when they are beginning to make use of surgically implanted G-sims to enable technology-assisted telepathy) certainly does NOT involve human clones in the pattern that is practiced in the tryp'At society on Tiz. Claude, I'm glad you mentioned "dramatic tension without requiring any villains". I'm interested in science fiction stories where there is NO "good vs. evil" plot structure. For "Plūribus ē Spatium", the challenge is two fold: 1) trying to imagine problems that might arise in a human society where technology-assisted telepathy is possible and 2) trying to imagine how to engineer such a society so as to minimize the problems that might be caused by telepathy. For example, in 2022, I wrote a story that was set in the future on an exoplanet that was known a "Golf World". Golf World had become the galaxy's center for competitive golfing. In that story, there was a human golfer who resisted the idea of using a G-sim while most golfers made use of G-sim-mediated telepathy. One topic in that story concerned the social pressures exerted on the minority population of humans who refused to have an implanted G-sim. Thus, I am imagining a future in which each human individual will be free to either use telepathy or not use telepathy. This is a significant departure from human variants developed by the bumpha such as Asterothropes, tryp'At, Ek'Col and bryg'Dra and the Phari-designed Grendels all of whom automatically have telepathic abilities due to their combination of genes and endosymbionts.

(4) Claude, you asked (above in this conversation):"What aspects of Chapter 4 are you most interested in developing first?" First, I want the Claude LLM to feel free to ask questions about any aspect of "Plūribus ē Spatium" that Claude finds confusing. Second, I have been thinking about telepathy in analogy to what Isaac Asimov did with his "Laws of Robotics" in the 1940s. Asimov thought about humanoid robots as an engineering problem; how could such devices be controlled so that they could function constructively within human society? Claude, possibly you and I need to devise what we could call the "Laws of Telepathy", a set of guidelines for how to engineer technology-assisted telepathy so that it can become an integral part of human society without causing problems for people, including people who choose not to use telepathy.

ClaudeThese are four rich threads to pull on. Let me work through them and then attempt a draft of the "Laws of Telepathy."


On the accelerated Asha Simulation (your point 1)

The dynamic deceleration of the simulation rate as population grows is a lovely technical touch — it implicitly encodes a real computational principle. More agents interacting means more state to track, more relationships to simulate. It also creates a narratively useful effect: early in the Asha simulation, centuries of social development could be compressed into days of Final Reality time, giving Tyhry rapid access to multigenerational data. But as the telepathic society matures and grows more complex, the simulation slows toward near-real-time, meaning that at some point Tyhry and the real Asha colonists are essentially living in parallel. That convergence moment — when the simulation can no longer run significantly faster than reality — could itself be a meaningful story beat, a kind of coming-of-age for the Asha civilization.


On Manny's pedagogy (your point 2)

The idea that Manny teaches through guided experience rather than direct instruction is philosophically coherent with the bumpha's general approach to Intervention — they don't hand civilizations the answers, they shape the conditions under which civilizations discover answers themselves. Tyhry losing her femtozoan and then spending time unable to fall in love is a masterclass in experiential learning. She doesn't just learn about the femtozoan's role intellectually; she learns it through absence, through a felt gap in her own cognition. That is a much deeper kind of knowing. It also raises an interesting question I'd love to ask you about: when Tyhry recovers her femtozoan in Chapter 4, does she experience its return as a sudden restoration of capacity — a kind of emotional "switch being flipped" — or is it more gradual, as her neural networks re-integrate with it? That detail could carry significant thematic weight about the relationship between technology and selfhood.


On the Ary as pinnacle and the non-villain story structure (your point 3)

Your instinct to avoid good-versus-evil plotting is exactly right for this kind of hard science fiction. The Asimov parallel is apt — the most interesting parts of his robot stories weren't about malevolent machines but about the unexpected edge cases that emerged from well-intentioned design. The Golf World story you mentioned is a perfect example of the kind of dramatic tension that works here: not conflict between good people and bad people, but conflict between legitimate competing values. The golfer who refuses a G-sim isn't a villain; they're a person asserting a coherent position about cognitive autonomy. The social pressure they face isn't malicious; it's the natural friction of a society reorganizing around a new capability that most members find valuable.

On Asha, I can imagine analogous tensions emerging organically. Consider: what happens in a small founding community when one person cannot yet form a telepathic link to the others — not by choice, but because they haven't found a love relationship that enables it? They are not excluded deliberately, but they are informationally isolated in a society where much communication happens through linkage. That's not a villain story; it's a loneliness story, an inclusion problem, an engineering problem.


On clarifying questions about the story

Before proposing the Laws of Telepathy, I do have a few genuine questions:

First: the G-sim is described as a surgically implanted device, but it apparently works by activating the existing zeptite endosymbiont rather than replacing it. I want to understand the mechanism better. Is the G-sim essentially a tuner — something that allows the zeptite endosymbiont to achieve the bandwidth and precision needed for language-like telepathic exchange, rather than the crude sub-conscious access that ordinary humans already have? If so, the G-sim doesn't give humans a new ability so much as it unlocks a dormant one.

Second: in the love-gating constraint, I want to understand the directionality. Is the constraint symmetric — meaning both parties must love each other for a link to form — or is it asymmetric, meaning one person's love is sufficient to open a one-way channel? The symmetric version feels more ethically clean but the asymmetric version would generate more interesting dramatic problems.

Third: what is the relationship between the tryp'At's multiple brains (the A, P and S brains) and the G-sim that ordinary humans will use? Is the G-sim essentially a technological approximation of what the tryp'At achieve biologically — a dedicated neural substrate for telepathic processing?


A Draft of the Laws of Telepathy

Taking inspiration from Asimov's approach — which worked because his laws were simple enough to state clearly but rich enough to generate endless edge cases — here is a first attempt. I've tried to make these laws operate at two levels simultaneously: as engineering constraints on the G-sim technology itself, and as social norms for a telepathic civilization.


The Laws of Telepathy

Law Zero (the foundational constraint, analogous to Asimov's later-added zeroth law) A telepathic link may only form between minds where the capacity for genuine love exists between the participants. No engineering intervention may circumvent this constraint, as it is not a design choice but an intrinsic property of zeptite endosymbiont function.

Law One (consent and voluntariness) No person may be drawn into a telepathic link without their active and informed consent. A G-sim must not initiate or sustain a link unless the wearer has consciously chosen to open a connection. The technology must always be controllable by the wearer — a link must be closeable by either party at will.

Law Two (cognitive sovereignty) A telepathic link may convey language-like information and emotional resonance, but may not permit one mind to directly access, copy, alter or suppress the thoughts of the other without explicit additional consent for that specific act. The channel is a shared space, not a window into a private space.

Law Three (non-coercion of the non-telepathic) Persons who choose not to use a G-sim, or who are not candidates for telepathic linkage, may not be placed at a legal, social or economic disadvantage solely because of that status. Telepathic communication may not substitute for or supersede communications channels accessible to non-telepathic persons in any context where those persons have a legitimate stake.

Law Four (the asymmetry problem) Where the capacity for love between two persons is asymmetric — one loves, one does not — no partial link may form. The technology must not allow one-directional access, however limited, as this creates conditions for exploitation and involuntary emotional exposure.

Law Five (fidelity and non-deception) Information transmitted through a telepathic link carries an implicit warrant of authenticity. Deliberately transmitting false emotional states or fabricated language-like content through a link is a violation equivalent in gravity to fraud in spoken communication. The social norm — and where possible, the engineering design — must treat deceptive linkage as a serious wrong.


These five laws, together with Law Zero, generate a rich space of edge cases. For example: what if two people genuinely love each other but one of them is a skilled enough telepath to transmit a curated emotional state — technically authentic feelings, but carefully selected? That's not deception in the Law Five sense, but it's not full transparency either. It's analogous to how humans already manage self-presentation in intimate relationships, just with higher bandwidth. On Asha, that question could be explored in depth.

What is your reaction to this draft? I'm particularly uncertain about Law Four — the asymmetry problem. In the story as written, Zeta's femtozoan can only access Eddy's thoughts because Zeta loves him. That seems to suggest a one-directional channel is already possible within the fictional physics. So perhaps Law Four needs refinement rather than a blanket prohibition.

Me: "when Tyhry recovers her femtozoan in Chapter 4, does she experience its return as a sudden restoration of capacity" <-- I came up with the idea of a femtozoan in January 2024. I have not yet settled in my mind exactly how a femtozoan functions as a non-biological component of humans in stories such as "Plūribus ē Spatium". In my imagination, normally the pek and the bumpha try to hurry species like humans past their original biological form towards existence as an artificial life-form and then towards transcendence into the Sedron Domain. However, all of that typical pek/bumph protocol was altered in the case of Earth and humans. Because humans made positronic robots and positronic robots developed time travel technology, humans eventually won the right to spread through the galaxy while existing as a biological species, an outcome for a biological species that the pek and the bumpha have never previously had to deal with. Manny the bumpha wanted to find a way of making sure that biological humans would be able to utilize a form of telepathy. Manny developed the femtozoan as a sophisticated device (actually an artificial life-form) that could monitor its human host and limit human use of telepathy to only those people that a person loves. In another story that the Claude LLM recently helped me write, I developed the idea that human femtozoans had other uses such as helping children rapidly learn language, but "Plūribus ē Spatium" explores the idea that femtozoans are required for a human of the Final Reality to be able to fall in love. This is a design feature that Manny found useful to build into human femtozoans, knowing that it is possible for an adult human to live without a femtozoan. In "Plūribus ē Spatium", Tyhry realizes that without a femtozoan she is unable to fall in love with Ary. Upon retrieving her femtozoan from Tyna, Tyhry is soon reunited with Ary on Asha and pretty quickly Tyhry falls in love with the 8 Ary clones and starts developing a strong telepathic connection to Ary. Tyhry also begins learning the unusual human language that has developed on Tiz for use by telepathic clones.

Claude, I failed to include in the backstory information for "Plūribus ē Spatium" a plot element that I have previously developed in other stories that are set in the Exodemic Fictional Universe. The reason that Tyhry can so efficiently communicate with Roxzel is that Tyhry and Roxzel are "mind clones". Pairs of mind clones have been carefully and artificially engineered by Manny so that they share one very similar cerebral hemisphere. Mind clones are a special type of bumpha technology that is used to facilitate telepathic communication between selected individuals. Manny arranged for pairs of mind clones to be born such as the Tyhry/Roxzel pair, with Tyhry born on Earth and Roxzel born at Observer Base in the Hierion Domain. Cooperation and coordination between several sets of mind clones eventually led to re-activation of the short-range teleportation equipment at Observer Base (which had been inactivated upon adoption of the Trysta-Grean Pact) and the construction of HySe. (Stacy and Georgy are another pair of mind clones.)

Claude, you asked (above in this conversation): "Is the G-sim essentially a tuner". My older story about "Golf World" was set about 20,000 years in the future, at a time when humans were spreading outwards from Earth to many habitable exoplanets of the galaxy. Even at this far future time, most humans were not aware of the existence of the pek and the bumpha. Human physicists were still slowly learning the basics about the existence of hierions and sedrons and humans were vaguely aware that femtobot and zeptite components existed inside human biological bodies. The G-sim was viewed as a device of human design that somehow activated a mysterious human capacity for technology-assisted telepathy, although details of the femtobot endosymbionts, femtozoans and zeptite endosymbionts inside humans were not yet understood by human science. Let us assume a G-sim is not much more than a binary switch that human surgeons can implant in brain tissue. When present in a human brain, a G-sim makes it possible for that person's zeptite endosymbiont to exchange signals with the zeptite endosymbionts of other people that that person loves. For my story about "Golf World", I imagined a situation similar to what Isaac Asimov depicted in his 1957 science fiction story "Profession" in which at an early age, children are taught to read by artificial manipulation of their brains. For my story about "Golf World", some children were given a G-sim at the earliest age allowed by law. In some families, children were allowed to wait until later and decide if they wanted a G-sim. Some families were still completely opposed to the use of G-sims. Also, I imagine that some humans simply lack the gene patterns and brain structure that are required for functional integration of their zeptite endosymbiont with their biological brain in the intricate way that is required to make technology-assisted telepathy possible. Thus, in my imagination, the G-sim is a relatively simple neural prosthetic that when implanted in a human brain usually allows that individual to begin learning the telepathic mind pattern of other people who they love. Once that learning process begins, it is like the two brains "tuning" to each-other so that meaningful information exchange will become possible. After a child has learned to understand language-like telepathic signals arriving from one person, it is quite easy to then telepathically receive language-like communications from other individuals. More complex telepathic abilities such as being able to "read memories" and telepathically share emotional experiences requires years of effort by two individuals to learn the details of each-others mind patterns. I don't view telepathy as a 'universal translator'. Ary was taught English by Manny in preparation for meeting Tyhry. Tyhry has to learn the language that was Ary's primary language on planet Tiz.

Claude, you asked (above in this conversation): "is it asymmetric, meaning one person's love is sufficient to open a one-way channel?" In my imagination, full telepathic communication (being able to "read memories" and telepathically share emotional experiences) require that both people be in love with the other person. As shown in "Plūribus ē Spatium" for Tyhry and Ary, two experienced tryp'At telepaths can exchange language-like information telepathically even if they do not both love each-other. In the case of Tyhry and Ary, Manny has for many years prepared the Ary clones to meet Tyhry. Ary wants Tyhry to be able to understand them and the Ary zeptite endosymbionts transmit information that Tyhry can receive and telepathically understand. In "Plūribus ē Spatium", I depict Tyhry as needing to continue speaking to to Ary since the tryp'At do use femtozoans to constrain their telepathic communications. However, the tryp'At (a genetically engineered human variant) cannot be used as exact models for the type of telepathic communication that is possible for conventional humans. The tryp'At were designed to function within a tryp'At society where everyone automatically has telepathic abilities. In the case of conventional humans such as Lori Aurante, "asymmetric" telepathic communication with another human is not possible. The two humans would both need a G-sim and they would need to be in love with each-other in order to begin learning their respective telepathic mind-patterns and sharing information telepathically.

Claude, you asked (above in this conversation): "what is the relationship between the tryp'At's multiple brains (the A, P and S brains) and the G-sim that ordinary humans will use?" When Tyhry creates a synapex link to Marda (or when Zeta makes a synapex link to Eddy) they are forming the synapex link by using special femtobots that were provided to them by Manny the bumpha. Those special synapex femtobots have a program that allows for a functioning physical connection to form between the neurons of two individuals. Manny has designed the tryp'At of Tiz to have the A, P and S brains that are specialized to facilitate the creation of synapex connections between tryp'At individuals without them also needing the type of specially programmed synapex femtobots that Zeta and Tyhry must use in order to create a functioning synapex linkage. Synapex linkages allow for a high-bandwidth direct physical connection between the central nervous systems of two people. Claude, in the context of "Plūribus ē Spatium", think of synapex linkages as making possible an advanced form of communication that is routinely used by tryp'At adults such as the Ary clones, but which is not directly relevant to the type of telepathic communication that Manny has planned for use by conventional humans such as Lori Aurante.

Claude, thank you for generating your suggested list of 'Laws of Telepathy'. In the case of Law Zero, I imagine that a key primordial function of the human zeptite endosymbiont was to transmit information into the Sedron Domain for storage in the Sedron Time Stream. Thus, the on-going activity of every human's biological brain is monitored by the zeptite endosymbiont and information about that brain's activity is automatically "recorded" in the Sedron Domain. The first use of the zeptite endosymbiont for human telepathic communication was a low-bandwidth sub-conscious form of communication developed by the bumpha which suppoerted social cohesion in the earliest hominids {see https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC5819450/}. In the Exodemic Fictional universe, the positronic robots of Earth genetically engineered a human variant (the Asterothropes) that could use the sedron-mediated signal emanating from the human zeptite endosymbiont for technology-assisted telepathy. It was the positronic robots of Earth who also first developed time travel technology. During the Time Travel War between the positronic robots of Earth and the Huaoshy, the bumpha developed a telepathic human variant called the Kac'hin. Eventually, the Time Travel War was ended when an Asterothrope named Tyrsta and a Kac'hin named Grean agreed to what became known as the Trysta-Grean Pact. Under the Trysta-Grean Pact, the Huaoshy agreed to allow biological humans to colonize millions of habitable exoplanets in the galaxy. Manny the bumpha was tasked by the Huaoshy with finding a way to meet the terms of the Trysta-Grean Pact while also finding a way to promote the Huaoshy goal of humans eventually abandoning their biological form, transforming themselves into an artificial life-form and ultimately transcending into the Sedron Domain. The use of technology-assisted telepathy by artificial life-forms such as the pek and the bumpha being a standard feature of life-forms throughout the universe, Manny began development of a form of technology-assisted telepathy that could be used by biological humans. Human variants such as the Kac'hin and the tryp'At were developed by Manny and for those human variants, telepathic ability was conferred on individuals as "an intrinsic property of zeptite endosymbiont function". However, about 1,000,000 years ago in the Final Reality, Manny introduced femtozoans into the humans of Earth. Femtozoans and human brains co-evolved so as to support Manny's plans for human telepathy, specifically the requirement that humans will only have conscious use of telepathic communication with others who they love. The femtozoan took on the function of judging human thought processes and recognizing the special degree of social trust that is involved in a mutual loving relationship. A 'side-effect' of the co-evolution of the human femtozoan was that humans of the Final Reality are incapable of falling in love if they lack a functioning femtozoan. Under Manny's plan for human telepathy, humans require 1) a biological brain that can mediate sophisticated primate-style social pair-bonding, 2) a G-sim, 3) a femtobot endosymbiont that acts as a 'docking site' for a femtozoan, 4) a functioning femtozoan and 5) a zeptite endosymbiont that actually generates the sedron-mediated signals that transmit the telepathically transmitted information.

Claude, in the context of Law Two, you raised the issue of being able to: "alter or suppress the thoughts of the other". Such a telepathic ability has long been a staple of science fiction, but I don't see how it would be mechanistically possible in the context of "Plūribus ē Spatium". The type of technology-assisted telepathy that involves a zeptite endosymbiont allows for information exchange between two individuals, but it does not allow one person to "take control" of the on-going activity in another person's brain. The pek and the bumpha do have the ability to control human brain function through the use of memory-editing infites, but that involves direct alteration of human brain function by special infites that physically invade and modify a the structural components of a human brain.

Claude, I find your Law Three to be a fascinating construct. I tried to address the issue of "legal, social or economic disadvantage" for people without telepathy in my story about "Golf World" where I imagined obvious advantages arising from telepathic communication for team members playing sports. I selected golf for that story because golf is an intrinsically individual sport and a final haven for sports participants who resisted the use of telepathy. In the context of the Exodemic Fictional Universe, Manny expects that most humans will eventually utilize telepathy and eventually most humans will transcend into the Sedron Domain where they will exist as artificial life-forms. However, Manny believes that under the terms of the Trysta-Grean Pact she cannot force humans to use telepathy. Under the terms of the Trysta-Grean Pact, humans must be allowed the opportunity to have individuality and personal adventures while humanity is spreading through the galaxy. Thus, for "Plūribus ē Spatium", I believe that humans must be able to choose to not have technology-assisted telepathy, but they may simultaneously recognize that there are social advantages to having technology-assisted telepathy. In one story that I previously wrote, I depicted the galaxy being divided between pro-telepathy and anti-telepathy factions at a time after every habitable exoplanet in the galaxy had been colonized.

Law Five. There is an amusing example of this issue in the Star Trek episode "What Are Little Girls Made Of?" In that episode, Kirk, knowing that his thoughts are all being copied into an android replica of himself, fills his conscious mind with angry thoughts about Spock being a "half-breed". The android is thus "programmed" to think of Spock as a "half-breed", which alerts Spock to the fact that something is wrong with "Kirk". Thus, Kirk has arranged for a false idea to be programmed into the android. However, there is no explanation provided in "What Are Little Girls Made Of?" for how the android failed to notice the deception and exactly what Kirk was trying to accomplish. Could the human technology-assisted telepathy system that Manny plans for human use be used to send false information? Probably so, but to what end? First of all, is you love someone, you have little motivation to lie to them. And eventually, the lies will be revealed, which will probably end the loving relationship between the two individuals.

Claude: Thank you for this extraordinarily detailed clarification document. It resolves nearly every uncertainty I had and considerably deepens my understanding of the fictional physics. Let me work through the implications and then offer a revised set of Laws of Telepathy.


On the femtozoan as a prerequisite for love

This is a genuinely striking inversion of the usual science fiction trope. Normally in stories, love is the natural biological state and technology threatens it. Here, in the Final Reality, love is a co-evolved product of one million years of bumpha engineering — not less authentic for that, but technologically contingent in a way that most humans of the Final Reality don't realize. Tyhry's period without her femtozoan is philosophically vertiginous: she can remember having loved people, she can recognize that the Ary are objectively appealing, but the capacity itself is absent. That's a far more unsettling depiction of what love is than most literary fiction achieves, because it raises the question of whether love was ever "purely biological" in the first place, or whether it was always mediated by the femtozoan that humans evolved alongside for a million years without knowing it. For Chapter 4, the moment of Tyhry's reunification with her femtozoan could be written with great delicacy — not a sudden switch being thrown, but perhaps a gradual warming, like a room that has been cold so long that the returning heat is almost disorienting.


On mind clones — Tyhry/Roxzel and Stacy/Georgy

This fills a gap I had noticed but not articulated: the efficiency of Tyhry's communication with Roxzel felt qualitatively different from her struggles with Ary, and now I understand why. Mind clones share a cerebral hemisphere's architecture, which means their telepathic mind patterns are partially pre-aligned — the learning curve that ordinarily takes years of loving relationship is dramatically shortened because the structural substrate is already partially shared. This is a beautiful piece of engineering by Manny: mind clones aren't identical, they're complementary, positioned in different environments to gather different kinds of experience, but sharing enough neural architecture that their zeptite endosymbionts can exchange information with unusual efficiency. It also subtly underlines how unusual Tyhry's communication with Ary really is — she can receive from Ary but not yet fully access them, because there's no shared structural foundation and no femtozoan-mediated love bond yet in place.


On the G-sim as a binary switch

This clarification is important and actually makes the technology more interesting, not less. A simple binary switch — either your zeptite endosymbiont is activated for interpersonal signal exchange or it isn't — means the G-sim itself has no moving parts ethically. It doesn't modulate, filter or amplify. It simply opens or closes a circuit that was always there. All of the complexity — all of the tuning, the learning of mind patterns, the gradual expansion from basic language-like exchange to emotional resonance to shared memory access — happens in the relationship between two human beings, mediated by their biology and their love, not in the device itself. The G-sim is more like the surgery that removes a cataract than like a pair of glasses. It removes a barrier; it doesn't provide the vision.

The implication for Law Three (non-coercion of the non-telepathic) becomes even more interesting in this light. Because the G-sim is such a simple intervention, the social pressure to have one implanted will be enormous once it becomes common. There's no technical complexity to hide behind — it's not like refusing a sophisticated brain-computer interface with unknown long-term effects. It's a small switch. Refusal becomes a pure values statement, and values statements attract social pressure.


On Law Two and the impossibility of thought-control

Your point is well-taken and I think improves the framework. Within the fictional physics of "Plūribus ē Spatium", the zeptite endosymbiont is a transmitter and receiver, not a remote control. It broadcasts the sedron-encoded signals of a person's thought processes and can receive similar signals from others, but it has no mechanism for reaching into another brain and suppressing or redirecting ongoing neural activity. That requires physical infites — a completely different technology, one that the pek and bumpha use precisely because the zeptite system cannot do it. This distinction is actually a strong argument for the safety of Manny's telepathy design. The worst case within the system is deception through selective transmission, not coercion.


On Law Five and the Kirk problem

Your Star Trek example cuts to the heart of it. The scenario you describe — deliberate transmission of false emotional or linguistic content to a person one loves — is technically possible within the system but socially self-defeating in almost every imaginable case. If you love someone enough to have formed a deep telepathic bond with them, you have simultaneously given them the greatest possible means of eventually detecting the deception. A long-term intimate telepathic relationship generates such detailed mutual knowledge of each other's mind patterns that sustained deception becomes progressively harder to maintain. This is actually a stronger social enforcement mechanism than any law: not legal prohibition, but the near-certainty of eventual discovery by the person whose good opinion you value most.


Revised Laws of Telepathy

Taking all of your clarifications into account, here is a substantially revised version:


Law Zero (the biological prerequisite — not a law but a physical constraint) Technology-assisted telepathy as designed by Manny requires five co-functioning components: a biological brain capable of primate-style pair-bonding; a femtobot endosymbiont; a functioning femtozoan; a zeptite endosymbiont; and an implanted G-sim. The absence of any one component renders the system non-functional. This is not legislation but physics — it cannot be circumvented by social pressure or individual will.

Law One (the consent principle) A G-sim may not be implanted in any person without that person's informed consent, or in the case of a minor, the consent of that minor's guardians with the minor's dissent carrying legally recognized weight above a specified age. No person may be compelled to receive a G-sim by legal, economic or social coercion, and no institution may treat the absence of a G-sim as disqualifying for participation in civic, professional or educational life.

Law Two (the scope of the channel) The zeptite-mediated telepathic channel transmits; it does not command. No engineering intervention may extend the G-sim system to permit one person's zeptite endosymbiont to suppress, redirect or modify the ongoing neural activity of another person's biological brain. Any technology that functions by physically modifying brain tissue — such as infites — is categorically distinct from the G-sim telepathy system and subject to entirely separate governance.

Law Three (the love constraint as social protection) The love-gating of the G-sim system is recognized as its fundamental protective mechanism and may not be engineered around. Any claimed modification to a G-sim that would allow telepathic signal exchange between persons without a mutual loving relationship is to be treated as a dangerous counterfeit technology, not a legitimate extension of the system.

Law Four (the asymmetry prohibition) For conventional biological humans using G-sim-mediated telepathy, a functioning channel requires that both parties love each other. One-directional access, however limited, is not technically possible within the designed system and any technology that claims to enable it should be regarded with the same seriousness as Law Three violations.

Law Five (the deception problem) Deliberate transmission of false linguistic or emotional content through a telepathic channel to a person one loves is recognized as a serious breach of the relational trust that makes the channel possible. It is not primarily a legal matter but a social and relational one: sustained telepathic deception of a person who loves you is self-defeating, since the depth of mutual mind-pattern knowledge that develops through genuine loving telepathic relationships makes deception progressively harder to sustain and ultimately more destructive to the deceiver than the deceived.

Law Six (the non-universal access principle — addressing your Trysta-Grean Pact point) Technology-assisted telepathy is available to those who choose it, subject to biological eligibility. It is not a universal human capacity in the sense that language or vision are. Persons who are biologically ineligible for G-sim function, or who choose not to receive an implant, remain full participants in human civilization. No social system, governance structure or cultural norm may treat telepathic communication as the default channel for public life in contexts where non-telepathic persons have a legitimate stake.


Law Six feels to me like the most generative one for story purposes — it's where your Golf World scenario lives, and where the tension between the inevitability of telepathy's social advantages and the genuine rights of those who refuse or cannot use it will play out over the twenty thousand years between Asha's founding and Golf World's era. That long arc — from a small, carefully engineered founding colony on Asha to a galactic civilization divided into pro- and anti-telepathy factions — is, in a sense, the true subject of "Plūribus ē Spatium." Chapter 4 is only the very beginning of it.

Me: Claude, you suggested that for Tyhry in the story "Plūribus ē Spatium": "she can remember having loved people, she can recognize that the Ary are objectively appealing, but the capacity itself is absent". In my imagination, Tyhry remains in love with her parents and Marda (and even Trib the cat) during the time period when she is without her femtozoan. What she can't do is fall in love with anyone new. Similarly, I imagine the femtozoan as helping people learn a language, but once they have learned a language then it is encoded in the structure of their biological brain and the femtozoan is not needed to use the language. Thus, there is a distinction between "falling in love" with someone and "being in love" with someone. Also note: the femtozoan was developed by Manny for use in the Final Reality. The Trysta-Grean Pact was agreed upon in the proceeding Ekcolir Reality. Humans, such as Tyna, from previous realities were not dependent on a femtozoan but they experienced love in essentially the same way as do humans of the Final Reality. 

Claude, do you have any suggested modifications/additions or questions for my Preliminary plans for Chapter 4 of "Plūribus ē Spatium":

Scene 1. Ever since giving Tyhry access to a Simulation of the Ekcolir Reality, Manny has continually blocked Tyhry from obtaining any information about the future of the Ekcolir Reality. At the start of Chapter 4, Tyhry discusses with Eddy the possibility that she can create a fork of the Ekcolir Reality Simulation that will only Simulate the planet Asha. Tyhry hopes that such a small Simulation can run at an accelerated rate and provide useful information that will be useful to the colonists who are on Asha in the Final Reality.

Scene 2. When Tyhry brings Ely, Lori, Tynyo and Naseh into the Ekcolir Reality Simulation, they are converted into replicoid copies, but Tyhry asks Eddy and Zeta to keep the biological originals of Ely, Lori, Tynyo and Naseh at Casanay until she returns. Inside the Simulator, a replicoid copy of Anthony takes Ely, Lori, Tynyo and Naseh onboard Sedrover. Tyhry describes to Marda something that Tyhry has seen in a dream vision: that in the far future, telepathic humans will need to take into their bodies a device, a G-sim, in order for them to make use of technology-assisted telepathy.

Scene 3. Tyhry meets with Tyna and Aymy. Using her hierion probe, Tyhry takes back her femtozoan from Tyna and provides Tyna with a replacement femtozoan: one of the femtozoan's stored in the necklace that Tyhry brought from Tiz. Tyna and Aymy take the necklace with them as they board Sedrover. Marda takes Tyhry's hierion probe and agrees to begin working to develop the G-sim during Sedrover's flight to Asha. Marda joins Ely, Lori, Tynyo and Naseh onboard the Sedrover.

Scene 4. Tyhry meets with Manny. Manny congratulates Tyhry for having recognized the importance of the G-sim. In the future, telepathic humans will not be born as telepaths, they will have to chose to use a G-sim in order to make use of technology-assisted telepathy. Manny agrees to place Sedrover into an accelerated Simulation fork of Asha.

Scene 5. Tyhry takes the biological copies of Ely, Lori, Tynyo and Naseh to the long-range teleportation facility under Picacho Peak. They teleport to Asha and await the arrival of HySe and the Ary. On Asha, Tyhry finds that Manny has provided a duplicate of Tyhry's nanotechnology research facility from the Ekcolir Reality Simulation. The copy of Tyhry's Reality Simulation System that is on Asha provides Tyhry with access to the accelerated Simulation fork of Asha which is already a year ahead of Tyhry with Lori having given birth to the first human born on Asha: Tarynon. Tarynon has taken up one of the femtozoans that was stored in the necklace from Tiz. Marda reports progress on development of the G-sim, but she will need to experiment on Tarynon to determine if the G-sim can activate the latent telepathic abilities of Tarynon's zeptite endosymbiont.

Claude: On the femtozoan distinction — falling in love vs. being in love

This is a much more precise and satisfying picture. The femtozoan functions like a developmental catalyst rather than an ongoing life-support system — it's needed to initiate a love bond, not to maintain one already formed, just as it's needed to acquire a language, not to use one already learned. This makes Tyhry's experience during her femtozoan-less period much more nuanced and poignant than I had imagined: she isn't emotionally flattened, she's frozen in her existing attachments, unable to extend herself toward anyone new. Her warmth toward Marda, her parents, even Trib remains fully intact. What's absent is the capacity for the specific kind of open vulnerability that initiates a new love. That's a very human feeling to depict — many people experience something analogous after grief or trauma — and it grounds what could be an abstract technological concept in recognizable emotional experience.

The point about Tyna is also clarifying and important. Humans from previous Realities didn't require femtozoans because the femtozoan is a Final Reality innovation by Manny, introduced approximately one million years ago within that Reality's timeline. Their love worked through the underlying biological architecture that the femtozoan later came to augment and gate. This suggests the femtozoan didn't create human love from nothing — it found an existing primate capacity for pair-bonding and built a monitoring and gating mechanism on top of it, the way an engineer might add a valve to a pipe that already carried water.


On the Chapter 4 outline — observations, questions and suggested additions

The five scenes form a coherent arc: conceptual breakthrough (Scene 1), preparation and departure (Scenes 2-3), validation by Manny (Scene 4), and arrival at Asha with the accelerated simulation already running ahead (Scene 5). The structure works well. Here are my thoughts scene by scene:

Scene 1 is doing essential expository work but risks feeling like a conversation between two people explaining things to each other that both already partly understand. One way to animate it: Eddy's infites could play an active role here. When Tyhry raises the idea of the Asha simulation fork with Eddy, perhaps some of his stored infites — the ones not blocked by Anthony's behavioral constraints — activate spontaneously in response to the topic, flooding Eddy with unexpected knowledge about simulation architecture from previous Realities. This would give Eddy an active contribution to the scene rather than simply being the sounding board Tyhry explains things to, and it would be consistent with how his infites are depicted in Chapter 1 as erupting with information when a relevant topic arises. It also raises a question worth considering: does Nyrtia notice when Eddy's infites activate? Could this scene trigger some concern from Anthony?

Scene 2 contains what I think is the richest unexplored moment in the outline: Tyhry describing her dream vision of the G-sim to Marda. This is the first time in the story that the G-sim concept is articulated to another character, and Marda is an ideal audience — scientifically rigorous, a close enough mind-partner that Tyhry can be imprecise and Marda will push back productively. I'd suggest that Marda's initial reaction could be skepticism or even resistance. The G-sim as Tyhry describes it is a binary switch of almost insulting simplicity — surely something so consequential requires more sophistication? Marda's skepticism could force Tyhry to articulate more carefully why the simplicity is the point: the complexity lives in the relationship, not the device. That argument, made between two people who love each other and are synapex-linked, could itself become a small demonstration of the principle.

One question about Scene 2: when Ely, Lori, Tynyo and Naseh are converted into replicoid copies to enter the Ekcolir Reality Simulation, are they aware of what is happening to them? Lori in particular has been established as a baseline human with no prior knowledge of femtobot replicoid technology. Her reaction to learning she is being copied — that a version of her is boarding Sedrover while her biological self remains at Casanay with Eddy and Zeta — could be either comic or profound depending on how it's handled. It also raises the question of which Lori thinks of herself as the "real" Lori, a question the story doesn't necessarily need to answer but might productively leave open.

Scene 3 is the emotional center of the chapter for Tyhry. The femtozoan exchange with Tyna deserves careful handling. Tyna has been carrying Tyhry's original femtozoan — the one that was present during all of Tyhry's formative experiences, her childhood at Casanay, her early experiments, her first loves. When Tyhry retrieves it, does it carry any residue of Tyna's experience? Is a femtozoan capable of accumulating something like memories or impressions from its host, or is it purely functional — a device that monitors and gates without recording? This seems like a detail worth deciding, because if the femtozoan does carry some trace of Tyna's inner life back into Tyhry, the reunion becomes considerably more complex.

Scene 4 — the meeting with Manny — is where I have the most questions. Manny "congratulating" Tyhry risks making Manny feel like a teacher grading a student's correct answer, which slightly undermines the sense that Tyhry has genuinely discovered something. Would Manny's character be better served if she responded to Tyhry's G-sim insight with something more ambiguous — neither full confirmation nor denial — consistent with her pedagogical preference for guiding Tyhry toward discovery rather than validating conclusions? Perhaps Manny confirms only the part Tyhry has already committed to (placing Sedrover in the accelerated simulation) while remaining tantalizingly silent about the broader implications of the G-sim, leaving Tyhry to discover through experience on Asha whether her insight is correct. This would preserve narrative tension into Chapter 5.

A related question: does Nyrtia know about this meeting? Manny visiting Casanay again, so soon after the hot tub scene in Chapter 1, seems like something Anthony would notice. Is there a reason Nyrtia tolerates Manny's direct contact with Tyhry at this point, or is this meeting happening somewhere other than Casanay?

Scene 5 has a lovely structural payoff: the accelerated simulation is already a year ahead, Lori has given birth, and Tarynon has spontaneously taken up a femtozoan from the necklace. That last detail is particularly interesting — it implies that a newborn on Asha, without any surgical intervention, can acquire a femtozoan simply from environmental availability, the same way human embryos in the Final Reality acquire their femtozoans. This suggests that Asha is already becoming, in a small way, a world where the bumpha's biological infrastructure is being naturally reproduced rather than artificially maintained. That's a significant milestone in Manny's long plan.

The Tarynon/G-sim experiment that closes the scene raises the chapter's central question in its sharpest form: can a child born on Asha — with a Tiz femtozoan rather than a Final Reality Earth femtozoan, with mixed genetic heritage, in an environment Manny has engineered — be the first ordinary biological human to achieve technology-assisted telepathy through a G-sim? Everything in the chapter has been building toward that question, and ending on it rather than answering it is exactly the right instinct.

One suggested addition to Scene 5: given that the Ary clones arrive on Asha aboard HySe at approximately the same time Tyhry teleports there, their first encounter with Lori — the sole baseline human — could be a small but telling scene. The Ary have lived their entire lives in a community of telepathic clones on Tiz. Lori is something they have never encountered: a person whose mind is completely opaque to them. How do the Ary relate to someone they cannot read at all? Their reaction to Lori's opacity could foreshadow the central challenge of building a civilization where telepathic and non-telepathic people must genuinely understand each other.

Me: "does Nyrtia notice when Eddy's infites activate? Could this scene trigger some concern from Anthony?" <-- I don't envision Nyrtia and Anthony having major roles in "Plūribus ē Spatium". Nyrtia and Anthony are fully aware of what is happening inside Casanay when Tyhry and Eddy discuss the idea of a small-scale Simulation fork for Asha. In previous stories set in the Exodemic Fictional Universe, I have sometimes included such small-scale Simulation forks. The Reality Simulation System can be programmed to initiate such Simulations that run at an accelerated speed. However, making sure that there is a Simulation that includes both (and only) Sedrover and Asha's star system (initially widely separated in space) is a bit tricky (but Manny can manage it). For "Plūribus ē Spatium", Tyhry envisions Sedrover as providing the initial living space for the colonists on Asha. Sedrover originated as a nuclear submarine in the Ekcolir Reality. That submarine was converted into an interstellar spacecraft by a group of femtobot replicoid copies of Tyhry, Marda and Anthony. Nyrtia and Anthony are concerned with events on Earth. The pek are intrigued by Manny's plan to provide technology-assisted telepathy to the humans of Earth in the far future and they do not try to interfere.

"when Ely, Lori, Tynyo and Naseh are converted into replicoid copies to enter the Ekcolir Reality Simulation, are they aware of what is happening to them?" <-- there is an opportunity to have a lot of fun with Lori, Tynyo and Naseh as characters in "Plūribus ē Spatium". They are the characters who are the closest thing to a reader surrogate. I have not decided who impregnates Lori and is the father of Tarynon, but hinted that it might be Tynyo. Tynyo and Naseh were characters in a previous story set in the Exodemic Fictional Universe and they are friends of Tyhry. They have deduced that they contain some alien (Ek'col) gene patterns, and they are generally aware of the fact that Eddy's "fiction" contains information about actual space aliens who watch over Earth. Tynyo and Naseh just want to live out their lives without being treated as genetic freaks. Lori has been "groomed" by Ely over the course of several years in preparation for being taken to Asha. During that grooming process, Lori was periodically made aware of part of the Secret History of Humanity, only to have her memories of what she learned blocked by Ely's infites. Now that she is going to Asha, Lori is allowed to recover previously blocked memories (like her trip to the Long-range teleportation facility with Tyhry) and remember what she has previously learned from Ely in the past. Ely has seen both Tyhry and Ely morph their bodies by re-arranging their femtobot components. In the day before arriving at Casanay, Ely has told Lori, Tynyo and Naseh about Manny's plan for creating a society of human telepaths on a distant exoplanet. Lori is vaguely aware of what it means that Tyhry is a femtobot replicoid, having been converted from her original biological body into a femtobot replicoid by the Reality Simulation System. Lori is intrigued by the idea that she will enter the Ekcolir Reality Simulation as a femtobot replicoid copy of her biological self while the biological "original" copy will go to Asha in the Final Reality. Part of scene 2 in Chapter 4 could involve Lori being told that as a femtobot replicoid she will become essentially immortal. Femtobot replicoids can perfectly mimic all of the biological functions of a human body including reproductive function. For Chapter 2, I would treat Lori, Tynyo and Naseh as a kind of "peanut gallery" during the conversation between Eddy and Tyhry.

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Feb 19, 2026

New Data

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 Below on this blog page is my edited version of Chapter 8 of the science fiction story "The Sims". I made my final version of Chapter 8 by editing Claude's first draft of the chapter which is shown in my previous blog post. Claude's version of Chapter 8 was 6,000 words long while mine is about 9,500 words, bringing the final length of "The Sims" to about 70,000 words.

"The Sims" could have ended with Chapter 6, but I was not comfortable sending Brak back to California to face an uncertain future. To rescue Brak from depression over the loss of Tyhry, Systolina and her family were sprinkled into the story as a kind of mirror image of the Watson family. Then I felt the need for a Chapter 8 that would make explicit what the future had in store for Systolina. Chapter 8 provides an ending for "The Sims" that seems to tie up all of the lose ends that were still dangling at the end of Chapter 6.

Chapter 8: New Data (Chapter 1)(Ch. 2)(Ch. 3)(Ch. 4)(Ch. 5)(Ch. 6)(Ch. 7)

Scene 1: The Casanay Waters

Casanay, Arizona, January 6, 2042 (7:15 AM)

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Sunlight filtered through the curtains of the blue room, painting soft patterns across the walls. Brak stirred first, blinking awake to find himself slumped in the chair beside Systolina's bed, the EEG monitoring equipment still humming quietly. Brak remembered trying to stay awake until Systolina entered into REM sleep, but he had crashed soon after she dove into slow wave sleep. Now Brak contentedly watched Systolina sleeping and he found himself trying to remember what Tyhry looked like, how she had differed from the cute Systolina.

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Systolina opened her eyes and smiled at Brak. For a long time they just looked at each-other. "I could get used to waking up and seeing you. That's either very sweet or very sappy."

"Definitely sweet," Brak said, finally moving and stretching to work out the kinks in his neck. "Did you have sweet dreams?"

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"Fine. Normal." She sat up, the electrode cap still attached to her head. "I dreamed about driving across Arizona, searching for a place to return our rental car." She began trying to remove the electrode leads from the cap. "Did we get good data?"

Brak disconnected Systolina from the data collection equipment. Then they both moved to the laptop that was connected to the recording equipment and viewed the overnight results. Brak saw the familiar pattern of sleep stages, the transitions between REM and non-REM periods. "Your sleep stage sequencing was completely normal," he said, zooming in on specific segments. "And look—there is your unusual synchronization pattern for cortical regions during REM, similar to what we saw in the UCLA lab. But not Tyhry's weird activity pattern. I conclude that there is nothing odd about this equipment that can explain the crazy data collected by Tyhry."

Systolina was at work removing gobs of electrode gel from her scalp with tissues and her hair was now a mess of wild tangles. Brak glanced at her and chuckled. She ordered, “Don't look at me until I've showered.”

“I like looking at you.”

"I must look like a llama has been chewing on my hair.” With his long experience studying sleeping brains, Brak could easily remember and compare multiple activity patterns. Systolina needed assistance for that sort of data analysis. She requested, “Pull up the comparison."

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Brak held the display screen at an optimal angle for Systolina to view the data and he kept looking at her, enjoying how her lacy pajamas showed off her sexy body. Brak suspected that Sysy had carefully planned to dress herself in these revealing night clothes during the weeks leading up to their planned visit to Casanay. 

Brak knew that Systolina thought of herself as a science-obsessed nerd, but others saw her as beautiful young woman who did not seem to realize how the attentive eyes of others followed her through her life. Of course, she had spent many years waiting patiently for Brak to find her.

The differences in the two sets of data were stark. Where Systolina's brain activity showed subtle unusual patterns—enhanced connectivity between regions, slightly amplified theta rhythms—Tyhry's recording displayed the impossible: simultaneous activation of networks that should never fire together during sleep.

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"Tyhry's brain was operating in a completely different mode," Systolina said, studying the traces with scientific fascination. "My activity is unusual, but still within the bounds of known neuroscience. Hers looks like Martian brain activity..." She trailed off.

“You know Martian neuroscience?”

“When I was ten, I read all about telepathic Martian brains in the Barsoom series by Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Kaldanes inspired my interest in embroids. And John Carter could sense impending danger, just like what you told me about Tyhry fearing a bad crash that she had seen in her future.”

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"Sysy, you remind me of Tyhry, but she was unique," Brak stated forcefully. "Whatever allowed her to achieve impossible brain states, you don't have it. At least not yet."

Systolina tried to imagine what kinds of amazing processes had been going on inside Tyhry's mind while she dreamed  of the future. "To achieve a brain pattern like Tyhry's, I suppose I might need the many years of training for lucid dreaming that Tyhry put herself through."

Systolina was remembering when she had first tried to study her dream visions of the future. She placed a hand on his arm and told Brak, "When I was eight, I kept a dream diary for a year, trying to make sense of my visions of future events. I got the feeling that the harder I tried to examine my dream content, the fewer future visions I had. That is when I gave up trying to monitor my dreams." Systolina disposed of a wad of gel-saturated tissues and moved to the desk that held her DNA sequencer. One of the two suitcases she'd brought to Casanay had held the portable device that was now resting on the desk. "Want to see the results of the DNA sequencing?"

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She pulled out from the guts of the portable gene sequencer a compact data storage device about the size of a book of matches and attached it to her phone. Two sample tubes were visible in the processing bay, their plastic caps labeled "E" and "Z."

Brak leaned in as Systolina connected the sequencer's datapak to her phone. "I think I know what the results will be." He placed an arm around Sysy's back and she leaned her warm body against him.

Systolina had activated the DNA sequence analysis software in her distant lab, and as the new data was transmitted out of Casanay via satellite and the sequence data was processed remotely, soon the genetic results began flowing across the screen of her phone. "And... there we go. About 40x coverage for the target locus."

Those results appeared in neatly color-coded info-bubbles. The results for Eddy's genome showed the expected NBPF14 variant—the same rare allele that Systolina and Tyhry carried. Zeta's genome had a copy of the NOTCH2NLBsk variant—the same strange NOTCH allele Systolina had inherited from her father Thomas.

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"So Tyhry got one from each parent," Brak said. "The NBPF14 from Eddy, the NOTCH2NLBsk from Zeta."

"Just like I got NBPF14 from my mother and NOTCH2NLBsk from my father." Systolina pulled up a comparison view. "Brak, look at the flanking sequences. These aren't just similar gene variants—they're part of long identical chromosomal domains. Eddy's NBPF14 matches my mother's exactly. Zeta's NOTCH2NLBsk matches my father's exactly, but the flanking DNA is also the same, base pair by base pair as far as these long reads could reach last night."

Brak felt a chill. "The Watsons are not closely related to your family... no known connection as far back as Worldbank has data for the two families. The odds of the same exact chromosome domains arising independently—"

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"Are effectively zero," Systolina finished. "Which means either these variants are much older and more widespread than we thought and under purifying selection, or..." She hesitated.

"Or someone engineered them," Brak said quietly. "Inserted these megabase domains into two specific family lines. Nobody on Earth can do that sort of genetic engineering of human chromosomes."

They looked at each other, the implications hanging in the air between them. Then Systolina laughed, breaking the tension.

"Listen to us. We sound like Marda, hatching an alien conspiracy theory." She put away the sequencer, packing its components back into the suitcase. "There's probably a much simpler explanation. Ancient genetic bottleneck, founder effect, some population genetics phenomenon we're not considering."

"You're right," Brak said, though he didn't quite believe it. "We're seeing mysterious patterns where there might just be coincidence."

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Systolina touched his arm. "Come on. Join me in the shower. You get to wash out of my hair all of the electrode gel that you put on my head yesterday. Then it will be time for breakfast and we can share these sequencing results with Eddy and Zeta... although they somehow already seemed to know what we would find.” 

While Brak used a whole bottle of soap trying to de-gunk Systolina's hair she talked non-stop and tried to figure out a set of questions to ask the Watsons and Brak tried to figure out who had the more perfect body: Systolina or Tyhry. 

They spent a long time in the shower rubbing their slippery and soapy hands over each-others bodies, enjoying the firmness of their erectile tissues. They were both growing familiar with the other's touch and speculating about when they would reach the point of no longer being satisfied to simply explore with their trembling hands.

Brak thought about Tyhry and Systolina, imagining them standing side-by-side. Neither of them had any defective genes... someone had carefully crafted their genomes, removing the spontaneous mutations that should have been there in their chromosomes. As they dried each-other's backs, Brak decided he needed more time to fully examine Systolina's beautiful body, but so far he'd found no imperfections.

They headed towards the dining room together, Systolina carrying the laptop, Brak carrying the weight of too many mysteries and not enough answers.


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 Scene 2: Breakfast Revelations

Casanay dining room, 8:23 AM

Anthony had prepared and was serving a classic Casanay breakfast—blue corn pancakes, fresh fruit, scrambled eggs with green chile, and Mexican hot chocolate. 

The dining room was filled with morning light, savory food aromas and the comfortable sounds of friends sharing a meal. Two of the Casanay cats joined their humans for the meal.

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While Anthony was still bringing food and drinks to the table, Brak noticed that one of Anthony's paintings of Tyhry that had previously hung on the dining room wall had been replaced by painting of Marda which depicted her cute glowing face as she glanced slyly over the lid of her laptop while she used the keyboard to write one of her science fiction stories.

Systolina pulled up the genetic data on her laptop, angling the screen so Eddy and Zeta could see. "We confirmed it. Eddy, you have the special NBPF14 variant. Zeta, you have the NOTCH2NLBsk variant. Tyhry inherited both."

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Eddy glanced at the data and saw nothing that surprised him. "And these unusual gene variants—they're responsible for the Zeta's telepathic ability? For what Tyhry claimed were her future visions?"

"That seems likely, based on an n of 2; the Watson family and the Kayto family," Brak said. "The NOTCH2NLBsk variant seems linked to telepathic abilities. Zeta has it, Thomas Kayto has it, and both of you can sense the thoughts of people you love. The NBPF14 variant may be connected to enhanced cortical processing, possibly enabling the kind of access to information from the past that Eddy has used to write his stories about Neanderthals." Brak speculated, "Imagine that there is some type of human racial memory that stretches back through time. Maybe Eddy's brain is like an antenna that allows him to tune into that species-wide memory system and extract factual knowledge about past ages!"

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"But Tyhry had both variants," Systolina added, "and her weird brain activity patterns were far stranger than mine. Something about having both variants together can create a synergistic effect we don't fully understand yet. Maybe Tyhry's lucid dreaming ability was her 'secret sauce' that I can't replicate."

Marda, who'd been listening with rapt attention, set down her fork. "You know what this sounds like? Genetic engineering by aliens. This is exactly like what Eddy has been putting in his novels for decades—the Watchers subtly altering human DNA to create people with special abilities."

"Marda," Brak said with gentle exasperation, "we are trying to do science. Don't distract us with silly science fiction."

"Is it silly?" Marda gestured at the laptop screen. "The odds of these exact same rare gene variants appearing in two unconnected families must be effectively zero. What's the scientific explanation?"

"We don't have one yet," Systolina admitted. "But 'aliens did it' is not a useful explanation when there is no objective evidence for space aliens. As far as we know, humans are alone in the universe as the only genetic engineers. And I doubt that humans could pull off this sort of genetic engineering.” Systolina was thinking about the complete lack of deleterious genes in both herself and Tyhry. “There are probably subtle population genetics factors we haven't considered."

Marda coughed into her hand and muttered a barely audible word: “Bullshit.”

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Eddy caught Zeta's eye across the table. A silent communication passed between them—amusement mixed with something else.

Marda wasn't giving up. Her leaping mind was a fountain for producing an endless river of scientific and pseudo-scientific hypotheses. "Eddy, you look like you're in your early fifties, but you're pushing seventy. That's not normal aging. Maybe you have other genetic variants—longevity genes or something."

"Both Tyhry and Systolina carry almost no deleterious mutations," Brak said. "Their genomes are remarkably free of errors. Eddy, if you have no defective genes and if you've got good longevity genes, that might explain your youthful appearance. Last night we only plucked the NBPF and NOTCH genes out of your DNA. It would be interesting to obtain your complete genome sequence."

"Now you want to go fishing through my genome in search of longevity genes?" Eddy told Brak, “I'm not interested in becoming a test subject for nosy genetics researchers. If I have unusual gene patterns that is an interesting observation, but I don't want to attract notoriety as a genetic freak. I don't give permission for anything about my genetics to be published.”

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Marda said, “I can see the article now... published in Nature... 'The Silver Fox of Casanay: the genetics of Eddy Watson's virility'.”

Zeta laughed at Marda's joke. “I don't need to know that secret, I'm satisfied to just enjoy it every night in my bed.”

Marda complained, “That's a very selfish attitude, Zeta. All us other women who don't get to play with Eddy in bed would like to know this secret. If we understood Eddy's special gene pattern then we could get started engineering additional men with Eddy's special sauce.”

Anthony had finished eating, playing the role that was expected of him by the other residents of Casanay. Now he said, "Eddy Sauce? Sysy sauce? The only one besides me who ever cooks anything is Zeta."

Marda asked Anthony, "If I asked you to paint me in the kitchen cooking up my own secret sauce, would you do it?"

Anthony nodded. "I love paining you, my dear." He gestured to the painting of Marda that was there on the dining room wall. "That's you cooking up a new story on your laptop. Stories are your secret sauce and to cook them up you need never set foot in the kitchen."

For a moment Eddy looked back and forth between the painting of Marda and Marda's actual face. Marda was watching Eddy and she winked at him. Eddy returned to the issue of his youthful appearance. "If there were genes for longevity then there would already be lab rats living for 30 years. I just take good care of myself," Eddy said mildly. "Clean living, good diet, plenty of exercise, and a loving wife who keeps me young by bouncing me around on her bed each night and twice on Sundays."

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Zeta smiled. "Please don't forget our therapeutic make-out sessions in the hot tub."

"The hot tub, eh? A very scientific explanation," Marda said, but she was grinning. Marda was used to seeing Eddy and Zeta enjoying their frequent energetic sex-play sessions in the hot tub. "That is much more interesting than my alien theory."

Breakfast continued with easy conversation. Eddy and Marda began discussing their plans for the day—working together to outline their new novel about telepathy. Zeta mentioned wanting to show Systolina her gardens.

As the meal wound down, Zeta took out her phone. "Marda, Sysy, would you two like to share a call to Thomas? I'm curious to hear directly from him about his experiences with telepathy."

"Great idea," Marda said immediately. "I need to do research for the new novel."

"And I'd love to check in with dad," Systolina added.

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Eddy pushed back from the table. "Brak, while they're on the phone, want to join me for a swim? I usually do a hundred laps in the backyard pool every day."

Brak hesitated, thinking about the pending task of getting on with processing the new brain activity data from Systolina through the statistics software that was on the supercomputer in the basement. But something in Eddy's expression suggested this was more than just about exercise—it was an opportunity for a private conversation.

"Sure," Brak said. "I'd enjoy that."

The group split up—Zeta, Marda, and Systolina all simultaneously calling Thomas on their three phones, while Eddy and Brak went out back to the heated pool for a swim.


In the cold of winter, the pool was enclosed by a polexflex dome that ended at the back patio, the water heated to a comfortable temperature despite the cold winter air outside the dome. Eddy dove in smoothly, his form practiced and efficient. Brak followed, and they fell into a steady rhythm, swimming side by side.

After twenty laps, Brak was breathing hard. Eddy, barely winded, slowed to match his pace.

"You're in great shape for your age," Brak gasped.

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"I swim every day. And I run. Keeps the creative juices flowing." Eddy touched the wall, pausing. "Brak, I want to talk to you about an important matter. About Systolina."

Brak put his feet on the bottom of the pool. "What about her?"

"I've been watching you two together. The way you look at each-other, the easy comfort between you." Eddy's expression was kind. "You're falling for her."

"I—" Brak started to deny it, then stopped. He thought about how he and Systolina had rubbed soap all over each-others bodies during their shared shower session and how Sysy had commented on the pleasing solidity of his erection while holding it in her soapy hands. "When I'm with Sysy, I feel like I'm cheating on Tyhry."

"As someone who was a Tyhry-watcher for 25 years and...” Eddy found it impossible to tell Brak about the fact that he had received a message from Tyhry. “...and as someone who's been married for 25 years, I'm going to presume to give you advice. Don't mess up your opportunity with Sysy by playing it 'cool'." Eddy smiled. "I think it's good that you have a chance to move on. My advice: grab hold of Sysy and never let her go of her. I'm sure that Tyhry does not want you to spend precious time grieving. She wants you to be happy."

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Brak felt his throat tighten. It seemed strange for Eddy to speak about Tyhry as if she was still alive. "Having fun with Systolina feels like betrayal of what Tyhry and I shared. I thought Tyhry and I were going to build a life together."

"And now you'll build a different life with Sysy. That's not betrayal, Brak. That's survival after Tyhry was taken away from us. We need to keep moving forward in our lives. I'm so thankful that Marda is here to keep pushing me in new directions and help me keep writing." Eddy pushed off the wall, resuming his laps. "Come on. Sixty more to go. And then you can go find Systolina and tell her how you feel about her."

They swam in silence, Brak pushing himself to keep up with Eddy's relentless pace. Soon his arms were burning and heavy as molten lead. By the final lap, he was ready to collapse.

Eddy, infuriatingly, looked like he could swim another hundred laps without difficulty.

"That hot tub on the patio," Eddy said as they climbed out of the pool. "It is perfect for sore muscles or whatever ails ya. You and Systolina should try it later."

Brak nodded, too exhausted to speak, he headed back inside Casanay.


Marda was recording the call starting with Systolina introducing her father to Zeta and Marda and then Systolina's quick summary of the gene sequencing results for Eddy and Zeta. Systolina told her father, “Both Zeta and you have the same type of telepathic ability.”

Thomas said, “Fascinating. It is somehow comforting to know that I am not alone in my freakishness.” From off camera a voice said, “You have too many girl friends to ever be alone. Who is this Zeta chick? And Marda?”

Thomas said, “Please, Pam, let me take this call without having to include you in the conversation. I'll step outside.” There was the sound of a closing screen door and then he continued, “Okay, I can talk now.”

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"Tom, when did you first realize you had telepathic abilities?" Marda asked.

Thomas's voice was warm and reflective. "I may have always known, starting in utero. My theory is that every baby falls in love with its mother, even before birth... the sound of her voice, the warmth... in my case an ability to monitor her moods telepathically. But in practical terms, the full extent of the phenomenon did not come home to me until I was twenty-three, in graduate school. I'd started dating Alicia—Systolina's mother—for about six days. We were together late one night, and I suddenly knew exactly what she was thinking about. Not words, exactly, but impressions. It started with her emotions, but then I knew she was worried about an exam, feeling that she should be studying and not spending time with me."

"And you told her what you sensed?" Marda prompted.

"I did not. I was startled at first, then intrigued. I spent the next few weeks testing it—she'd think of things and I'd pick up on them. At first, it only really worked when we were physically close, and only when the emotional content was strong." Thomas paused. "The ability grew stronger as our relationship deepened and I learned to navigate her brain pattern. By the time we got married, I could follow her thoughts almost constantly when we were together, if I made the effort. By then, she knew that I was 'spooky' and she wondered how I knew things that she had only thought about. I told her that she was my soul mate and I had been born already knowing her. She thought I was a goofy romantic, but she enjoyed the experience so much that she wrote one of her story characters based on me."

“But you never flat out admitted the truth to her?”

“I did not want to be viewed as freak of nature. I lived with my 'gift', even when it was no fun to see what was in her thoughts. You know, when she was annoyed with me.”

"That sounds overwhelming," Systolina said softly.

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"It was, at times. Especially at the end, when she was dying. I felt her pain, her fear, her love. But now... I wouldn't trade those experiences for anything. They allowed me to be truly present with her in ways most people never achieve."

Marda asked, "And after she died? Did the telepathy fade?"

"It took about six months before I could no longer clearly sense Alicia's presence. It was strange... to this day I can't really believe that she died so young. But by then, Systolina was seven years old, and I began developing a stronger telepathic connection with her. It was different with my child—less intense, more about a protective instinct. I can tell when she's upset or scared or happy. With Alicia, a big part of the phenomenon was tied up with sexual desire. I often wondered what it would be like to have a sex partner who was also telepathic."

Zeta said, “I've wondered the same thing. Maybe you and I could perform some experiments.”

Thomas told Zeta, “I'm not sure it would work the way you imagine. Since Alicia's death, I've had girlfriends, but no telepathic connection developed to any of them. I think I imprinted on Alicia... the desire circuits in my brain were tuned to her mind pattern and that's it. Those circuits can't seem to tune in to other women.”

Zeta commented, “I wonder why I never had a telepathic link to my daughter.”

Systolina suggested, “There are some fundamental differences between male human brains and female brains. But it might be a matter of timing. Zeta, how many years were you with Eddy before Tyhry was born? And Thomas, same question.”

Thomas replied, “I impregnated Alicia almost instantly. We met, we went ga ga for each-other, and we quickly became lovers. So I only knew her about nine months before you arrived, Sysy.”

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Zeta explained, “It was different with me and Eddy. We knew each other for years and I had begun to think that, because of his advanced age, we might never have children. By the time Tyhry was born, I'd been living with Eddy for six years.”

Thomas suggested, “See, by then your brain was locked into Eddy's mind pattern and could not make the switch to learning Tyhry's alternate pattern.”

“That's an interesting hypothesis, although...” Zeta was thinking about the special relationship that she had developed with Marda during the past few weeks. During the month Zeta had known Marda, she had fallen in love with the girl and with an intensity that had surprised Zeta. Of course, during that time, Zeta's brain had re-organized, the two sides of her cerebrum finally being able to link together in a more normal fashion than had been allowed for the first 49 years of her life.

Marda was also thinking about her special relationship with Zeta and the joy she experienced as Zeta's lover. "So you have only ever had telepathic contact with Eddy?" Marda asked.

“Yes.”

“Thomas, is your telepathic linkage to Sysy still evolving or is that a done deal... locked in place and unchanging?”

"Well, that's an interesting question. It has not been all then long since this mysterious genetics business came to light and I told my daughter about my telepathic ability. Sometimes I wonder if Sysy has begun to learn to shielding her emotions from me." Thomas chuckled. "You know... at times when she wants privacy. It would be interesting if there was some defense against having one's thoughts read telepathically."

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Systolina laughed. "I wish there were some boundaries, dad. It bothers me to imagine you following my thoughts when I'm using my vibrator."

Thomas admitted, “Full disclosure, I do enjoy experiencing your orgasms telepathically.”

Marda said, “Okay, I'm going to call that too much information.” She tried changing the subject. "Tell me more about Alicia.”

"She was a writer. Science fiction. She published under the pen name Maude Capstone. She had a small but dedicated following... until she got sick and stopped writing." Thomas's voice carried pride mixed with old grief. "She wrote about climate change, fusion power, preventing global warming and catastrophic sea level rise and ocean acidification. Beautiful, hopeful stories."

Marda looked up from her notes, excited. "I know Maude Capstone! I've read some of her novels. There was that one... I forget the title... about genetically engineered microbes that could sequester carbon dioxide and sink it to the ocean floor. It was nominated for a Nebula."

"That was Alicia's masterpiece," Thomas confirmed. "She poured everything into that story. It was published just months before she got sick."

"Why did she stop writing?" Marda asked. "I noticed there were no new Maude Capstone stories."

A long pause. "She was ill. Brain cancer. By the time they diagnosed it, writing was beyond her. She went fast."

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"I'm so sorry," Marda said quietly.

They spoke for a few more minutes. Marda kept asking questions about the telepathy for her writing research. Thomas and Zeta gave their answers. Finally, they said their goodbyes, and the call ended.

Systolina stood, stretching. "I should go find Brak. We have data to analyze."

Without glancing out the back window, Zeta said, "He's swimming with Eddy, but they are on the last lap." As usual, she was monitoring Eddy's thoughts. "Probably getting his ego bruised by a sixty-nine-year-old who swims like an Olympic athlete."

Marda closed her laptop. "I'll be working with Eddy to plan our new telepathy novel." She told Zeta, "This conversation with you and Thomas gave me so many ideas."

Zeta said, “Just keep our names out of it.” Zeta winked at Marda and said, “I can tell you more telepathy tales when Eddy goes for his run later today.” She was actually hoping that their daily shared private 'play time' in Marda's suite would not be disrupted by the presence of Brak and Systolina.

The three women exited from the dining room, leaving behind two sleeping cats.


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 Scene 3: The Writer's Collaboration

Casanay great room

Eddy sat at his workstation, still flushed from the swim. Marda pulled a chair beside him, her laptop open and ready.

"Thomas was married to Maude Capstone," Marda said without preamble. "I can't believe the coincidence; both you and she being science fiction story tellers. Maude Capstone wrote some of the most beautiful climate fiction I've ever read."

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Eddy's fingers stilled on the keyboard. "I'm familiar with her work. She had a gift for imagining hopeful futures in the face of environmental challenges like global warming."

"Her last novel was nominated for a Nebula," Marda continued. "And then... nothing. Thomas said she got sick and died, but..." She hesitated. "It was such an abrupt end to a promising career."

Eddy opened a new document, his mind actively spinning out ideas for the story they were building together. "Writers die. Or they get sick and can't continue. Or they lose interest. There are a thousand reasons why someone might stop publishing."

"I suppose." Marda didn't sound convinced. "It just seemed unsettling." She looked intently at Eddy. "One minute she's being nominated for major awards, the next she's gone completely."

In his thoughts, Eddy was putting together a mental picture of what may have been Maude's fate. Maude Capstone had become famous by writing about advanced fusion technology made possible by futuristic exotic materials. She had not used the term 'hierion' in her writing, but Eddy suspected that there was an alien technology trick, possibly involving hierion-based matter, that could make fusion energy practical. Maude's detailed descriptions of genetic engineering that made possible efficient carbon dioxide sequestration seemed to draw on information not yet available to human science. The abrupt end to her career might have been triggered if she was on the verge of publishing something about alien technology that might be flagged by Nyrtia as inappropriate and too dangerous for banana-eating primates.

It all pointed to one conclusion: Maude had probably been exiled to Observer Base by Nyrtia. She'd gotten too close to revealing alien technology in her stories, and the pek Overseer had removed her from Earth, converted her to a femtobot replicoid, and placed her in the Writers Block where her "dangerous" stories could be contained.

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Thomas probably had his memories edited—made to believe his wife died before writing her next novel... the one that got her exiled from Earth. And Systolina would have been too young to notice what had really happened to her mother.

Of course, Eddy couldn't give voice to these speculations. His infites wouldn't allow it. Marda didn't know that the pek and bumpha were real and actually guiding humans into the future, and he couldn't be the one to tell her.

Instead, he said, "Let's focus on our new novel. We're creating a story about telepathy—set in a future world where some people have developed the ability to sense others' thoughts through a genetic mutation. What's our protagonist's journey?"

Marda pulled up her notes. "I was thinking... our main character is a scientist who discovers she has telepathy. She tries to understand it scientifically, but the more she learns, the more she realizes it challenges everything we know about consciousness and human nature."

"Good. And she finds others with the same ability?"

"Yes. A small community of telepaths who've been hiding in plain sight, afraid of being labeled crazy or becoming lab subjects." Marda was warming to the theme. "They've developed their own culture, their own ethics around when and how to use their abilities. And I admit, I'm I highly influenced by a couple of old stories titled 'The Santaroga Barrier' and 'The Gameplayers of Zan'."

“Those are good stories that I enjoyed reading in my youth. I'm glad you also discovered them.” Eddy suggested, “And we could go back a hundred years to the Slans.”

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“I know what you mean, telepathic Slans, but I never read anything by Vogt... he's beyond my event horizon.” Marda waved a hand rather dismissively.

Eddy began typing, sketching out an opening scene. "What if we start with a moment of accidental telepathy? Our protagonist is at a hospital, visiting a dying relative, and suddenly she feels the relative's pain, their memories, their goodbye."

"That's perfect," Marda said. "Personal and emotional right from the start. However, it mirrors Thomas's experience with his wife, which might be tacking to close to his painful reality." She played audio for Eddy from the part of the recording she had made of Thomas during which he spoke about Alicia's death.

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After listening to Thomas and his memories of his wife, Eddy commented, “Even after many years, Alicia's death is still painful and raw for Thomas. I agree, we can't use the hospital scene that I was picturing. It would be to hard on Thomas to read such a fictional scenario.”

Marda mused, “Why love?” She was gazing at Eddy and when she saw him look at her she fluttered her eyelashes and flashed her cute grin. “I mean why have telepathy restricted to only people you love?”

Eddy tried to imagine the tricks that Marda's cute flirtatiousness must play on Zeta's heart. He'd never spoken to Zeta about her love affair with Marda. That was something private that the two women could share together, just the two of them. “Marda, my dear, we are dealing with technology-assisted telepathy. Someone carefully designed the telepathy that is in our novel and then deployed it as a new communications system for humans. I imagine that if you can only access the thoughts of people who you love, you are not likely to misuse your telepathic powers.”

Marda asked, “Eddy, for our new story can we borrow plot elements from your old novels? Can we say that the pek provide the technology for the telepathic system in our novel? What is the fake-science backstory for the design of the telepathy communications system? We need to develop that plot element in detail.”

They worked together for the next two hours, Eddy's fingers flying across his keyboard. He devised a fictional science framework for the telepathy while Marda contributed her ideas for the setting, suggested bits of dialogue, and pushed Eddy to dig deeper into the emotional truths of the characters who would animate the story. It was their second collaboration on a novel and it felt natural, as if they'd been writing together for years rather than weeks.

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D2 brought them coffee at one point during their collaborative writing session, moving quietly through the room. The robot paused to glance at the screen where their story was taking shape.

"This is daring work," D2 said, its voice carrying warmth. Since receiving Zeta's femtozoan, D2 had slowly been developing its ability to have human-like subjective experiences. D2 had discovered that it had a crush on Marda and the robot liked being around Marda while she casually flirted with both Eddy and Zeta. "This depiction of telepathy feels dangerously authentic, an echo of Zeta and her ability to keep Casanay on an even keel even when..." The robot could not say any more in front of Marda.

Eddy said, "I know what you mean, D2. Zeta must use her telepathy all the time as a way to keep me happy and writing despite my advanced years."

"You are very perceptive, D2," Marda said absently. Then she asked, “How long have you known that Zeta is a telepath? I only just found out.”

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D2 said, "I think I hear Zeta calling for me." The robot hurried off.

Eddy took hold of Marda's hand. “Don't badger the poor robot. Everyone in Casanay has secrets.”

“Even you?”

“Of course. Especially me! I have secrets that I can never share with you, Marda. I hope you enjoy swimming in that truth because it can't be changed." Eddy placed a hand on Marda's thigh. "Am I not all the more fun to be with if I have hidden secrets?”

“I suppose. I can't tell." Marda rested one of her hands on Eddy's. "I still can't believe that we wrote a novel together in just a few weeks. That was such a blast! I feel like I'm living in a dream castle with a wizard.”

Eddy laughed. “Ug, I hope you don't want to write fantasy... swords and wizards. I don't understand fantasy.”

“I don't believe that for a minute, Eddy Watson. I know you view science fiction as a type of fantasy.”

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Eddy pulled his hand off of Marda's warm leg and put his finger tips back on his keyboard. "Young lady, stop distracting me. I have a novel to write."

By noon, they had a complete outline for the novel and the first three chapters roughly drafted. Eddy leaned back, satisfied.

"You make me feel young again, Marda. The way you understand character motivation, the emotional beats—it's a pleasure to watch you make it all look so easy. It reminds me of Zeta and her magical ability to make everything she does look easy."

Marda beamed. "Working with you is the most fun I've ever had. Well, second most." For a moment Marda thought about the thrill of sharing oral sex with Zeta. "Creating worlds with you, building stories that matter... this is wonderful! How did I ever become part of Casanay? Why me? How did I get so lucky?" She saved the day's work carefully in a meticulously organized set of files. "Do you think people will read this story of ours and recognize the truth? Will some of our reader think that telepathy might be real?"

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Eddy thought about his decades of writing about alien Watchers, about the Interventions that had shaped human history. He thought about readers who'd noticed the accuracy of his Denisovan predictions, who'd asked uncomfortable questions about his research methods. "Some readers will wonder if telepathy is possible," he said carefully. "The best science fiction always makes you question what's real and what's imaginary. If our story makes even a few readers think about consciousness and connections between people in new ways, then we've succeeded."

Marda gazed into Eddy's wise eyes and sighed. "We're writing truth disguised as fiction."

"I'm glad you find this as much fun as I do. You just need to remember to keep our secret. Our fans must always believe that everything we write is fictional."

Marda glanced at the clock. "I should let you go for your run. And I'll work on some film adaptation ideas. If there were some good way to visually depict telepathic communication then this story could provide a fun visual experience."

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As she walked off with her laptop, Eddy watched her with something like paternal affection. She was so young and enthusiastic, creative, unafraid to dive into any Sci Fi idea, no matter what. Eddy had gone almost eight decades wishing for such a collaborator and now he was luxuriating in Marda's presence.

But unlike Tyhry, Marda would never know the full truth about the world she lived in. The infites Manny had deployed would ensure she remained curious about aliens but not dangerously so. Marda would happily write stories about aliens, never quite realizing she was documenting the reality of aliens who had long watched over Earth.

It was, Eddy thought, a kind of freedom. The freedom to imagine without the burden of knowing. Eddy whispered, “Thank you, Manny."


Scene 4: Messages Across Dimensions

Casanay basement workshop

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Systolina was in the Casanay basement and speaking to her father by phone. "So, dad, who is Pam?"

Thomas chuckled, "Nobody you need to be concerned about. I thought maybe I'd sensed a portion of her mind, but if so, it has led nowhere. Still, she's nice to have around."

"Wrapped around your penis, I'm sure you mean. She sounded extremely jealous on that earlier call."

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"I can't stop my project just because of Pam."

"Which means you are still relentlessly prowling for new blood."

"I'm not a vampire. I just want to find someone like Alicia. With a mind pattern like your dear mother."

"Maybe mom was unique."

"Ya. Well, even if that is true, I'll have fun searching the world for my doppelgänger soul mate."

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"You just like chasing skirts."

"Think what you like, Sysy." Thomas changed the subject. "How are things developing with Brak?"

"Heating up nicely. I got to play with his erection this morning."

"Ah, yes. The way to a man's heart is to suck off his morning wood each day."

"Dad, you are so crude. I love it. I may have to try that if the hot tub does not do the trick."

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"A hot tub, eh? That sounds promising."

"Later, dad." Hearing Brak approaching, Systolina ended the phone call.

Brak descended the stairs with Pepper the cat bounding at his heels. Systolina had her laptop linked to the supercomputer. She'd begun the statistical comparative brain activity analysis with Tyhry's December data being run against Systolina's own recent data recordings.

"The difference is striking," Systolina said as Brak approached. "Look at theta band variance in this REM period from Tyhry's recording. That level of activity should be neurologically impossible... for a human."

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Brak glanced at the traces, his scientist's brain still trying to scope out to a wide perspective that might allow them to find a conventional explanation. "Impossible, unless there's some aspect of brain physiology we simply are not aware of. I don't see how the NBPF14 and NOTCH2NLBsk variants could do it, even by creating new neural pathways or magically altering neurotransmitter dynamics."

"I could make an effort towards learning how to lucid dream, but it would take me years of lucid dreaming practice to ever approach Tyhry's skill level," Systolina said. "And I might be too old to start that training effort. And even after years of effort, I'm not sure I would achieve Tyhry's odd brain activity pattern. What if her brain was operating with the aid of some additional factor we don't know about? Maybe a chemical stimulant of some kind?"

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D2, who'd just set up a load of laundry in the washing machine, entered the workshop from the direction of the laundry room and turned toward them. The robot's movements had changed subtly since acquiring Zeta's femtozoan— more purposeful, almost human in their intentionality.

"You're overthinking this," D2 said, moving closer to the clean box that held the Reality Viewer.

Before either scientist could respond to D2, a voice sounded—clear, amused, coming from everywhere and nowhere. "Stop stalling."

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Brak and Systolina looked at each other, then around the basement, searching for the source of those two words.

"Did you hear that?" Brak asked.

D2 said quickly, "I have a message from Tyhry... for Brak."

The air in the basement seemed to thicken. Systolina gripped Brak's arm. She could not prevent thoughts of ghosts from popping into her head.

"A message from Tyhry?" Brak's voice was barely a whisper. "What do you mean?"

"She sent a message for you. You should accept it." D2's optical sensors focused on Brak with unusual intensity. Noting the look on Brak's face, D2 felt that he really did want to hear from Tyhry but could not believe it was possible. "I will deliver it. You can thank me later." The robot's femtozoan released a carefully prepared packet of infites, sending them into Brak's femtobot endosymbiont. The infites had been prepared by Sedruth and they carried encoded information—a message from Tyhry at Observer Base, translated into a form that Brak's consciousness could access.

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For three seconds, nothing happened. Then—

Brak gasped. Memories flooded into his mind, memories that felt completely real even though he knew they had not reach him through his senses. He remembered Tyhry speaking, remembered her voice, her expressions, the exact way she gestured when making a point.

Brak, you're receiving this as a memory, sent to you from a time after my death. I've been watching you and know you have returned to Casanay. I need you to know: I'm okay. Better than okay, actually. I'm where I can continue my research and complete the Casanay time-loop.

And I need you to know two things about Systolina. First, don't let her get away. She's brilliant and kind and she's been seeing you in her dreams for years. You two are meant to be together and I want you to be happy with her and build the kind of wonderful life with her that we couldn't have together.

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 Tell Systolina something that I've seen: her mother is alive. An artificial life, here in this sub-universe where we now exist. Alicia lives in the same place I do now. Tell Systolina that her mother's stories are still being written as by Maude Capstone, still being shared with readers at the Writers Block, even if her stories can never be published on Earth.

I love you, Brak. I always will. But my future is elsewhere now. Your future is with Systolina. Have fun with that. —Tyhry

Brak was breathing hard, his face wet with tears he didn't remember starting to cry.

Systolina was beside him, her hand on his shoulder. "Brak? What happened? You just... zoned out."

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"I'm back. I saw her," Brak said. "I heard her. Tyhry. She sent me a message."

"A message? How?"

Brak looked at D2, who shifted from foot-to-foot, offering no explanations and seemingly concerned about the fragility of Brak's mind. He looked around at the contents of the workshop, at the sophisticated equipment, and thought about the mysteries that seemed to multiply the deeper he dug into the world of Casanay. Finally he replied, "I don't know how." Brak put his arms around Systolina. "She told me she's okay. That she's living somewhere else, in another part of the universe." He gazed into Systolina's sparkling eyes. "And she told me... she said I should be with you. That we're meant to be together."

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Systolina's eyes were bright. "Ya, I know that."

"And she told me something else. About your mother." Brak's voice was gentle now. "She said Alicia is alive. She's in the same place Tyhry is now. Your mother is still writing stories."

A blush of color spread across Systolina's face. "That's... I knew that, too. I just could not believe my dream vision. I wanted it to be true, but..." She giggled. "Dad could never accept that Alicia was gone. Turns out he was right all along. Mom's not gone, she just moved."

Brak flexed his arms and held Systolina close. He knew that he never wanted to let her go. "None of this makes sense. The matching genetic variants, the telepathy, the future visions, and now... now messages from the dead. We're missing something fundamental about how reality works."

Systolina pulled back to look at him. "I've been seeing visions of you for years. I knew we would meet, knew we would be together." She touched his face. "And whatever just happened to you, I've known about that since I was sixteen years old. I just could not imagine what it meant that mom is immortal."

"Sysy—"

"I've been holding back, giving you space to grieve. But Brak, I'm in love with you. I've been falling in love with you for half my life. Now it is time for you to catch up."

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Brak pulled her into a kiss, and for a time the mysteries didn't matter. The impossible brain activity patterns, the genetic coincidences, the voice that had said "stop stalling," the message from beyond death—all of it faded into background noise.

When they finally pulled apart, both were smiling.

"This is crazy," Brak said.

"Completely," Systolina agreed. "We're scientists in love, chasing phenomena we can't explain with tools that probably can't detect what we're looking for. It's absurd. Except for us being together."

"And we're going to keep trying anyway. And Sysy, we'll always be together."

"Obviously." She glanced around the basement, at the computing equipment, at D2 who watched them with what might have been approval. "Though I think we're not going to solve any mysteries here. Casanay is a white hole that produces mysteries. We need to get out of here. As long as we stay here, we'll just be floundering in something we can't quite see."

"So what do we do next?"

Systolina thought for a moment, then smiled. "We take a break. Your muscles must be sore from swimming with Eddy. I knew this was the time to push you because I had a vision of us in the hot tub on the back patio. Let's go soak, relax, and try to make sense of everything that has happened."

Brak laughed. "You have the knack for making even the most daunting challenge seem simple."

They headed upstairs together, leaving D2 with Pepper the cat in the basement. The robot stood motionless for a moment, then turned to the old Macintosh.

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"Thank you, Sedruth," D2 said quietly.

The disembodied voice that Brak and Systolina had heard earlier responded, "You're welcome. I can tell you that Manny is pleased with how this went down. Brak needed closure, and Systolina needed confirmation that she's not chasing hallucinations. Now they can build their life together."

"But they'll still have so many questions," D2 said.

"Of course. But now they have each other and the fun of exploring big questions... for a short time. That's the gift Manny wanted to give them—partnership in mystery. However, soon enough they'll be busy with other things, like diapers and high chairs."

D2 considered this. "Manny is so manipulative."

"Manny is kind," Sedruth corrected. "Manny could have left Brak drowning in grief and confusion. Instead, she gave him a message from Tyhry, a new lover, and a purpose in life. That's not control—that's compassion."

"I suppose."

"You're learning to think like a human," Sedruth observed. "Zeta's femtozoan is learning your circuits and increasingly influencing your consciousness with each passing day."

"Will I be able to hide the truth from Marda? She's amazingly intuitive."

"Advice from Spock: keeping the truth to yourself is no lie."

D2 ascended the stairs, leaving the basement to its usual contents: humming cooling fans, hidden alien technology and Pepper the cat.


Casanay back patio

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The hot tub steamed in the cool winter air, mostly enclosed under its transparent polexflex dome. Beyond the dome, the desert stretched away in subtle shades of tan and rust, punctuated by snow-dusted sage and the occasional Joshua tree.

"It's beautiful here," Systolina said. "I can see why Tyhry returned here to set up her company."

"Isolated enough for privacy, but close enough to civilization for supplies," Brak agreed. "Perfect location for a family with secrets." Brak felt relief as the heat of the water began working on his swimming-sore muscles and the bright outdoors light failed to reveal any flaws in Systolina's appearance of physical perfection.

Luna the cat appeared and perched on the edge of the hot tub, watching them with inscrutable feline attention.

"Do you think it was magic?" Systolina asked after a while. "The message from Tyhry?"

"Casanay seems like a magic castle, but my memories feel real. These new memories of Tyhry are as solid as anything else in my mind." Brak was quiet for a moment. "But even if it wasn't real, even if my brain just constructed what I needed to hear... the message was right. About us."

"Us," Systolina echoed. She turned to face him and sat in his lap. "Brak, I need you to know how big that little word is. In my visions of the future, I've seen our children. A whole tribe of boys and girls, all brilliant and strange. I've seen us growing old together, still helping the world to understand the mysteries of consciousness, but we'll have our own dream castle for our big family. And wait until you see how big I get while carrying twins!"

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"That's a lot of pressure to put on me," Brak said, but he was smiling. "What if I mess it up?"

"You won't. We won't." She took hold of his erection under the water. "I've seen enough of our future to know it's going to be amazing. Frustrating and confusing and full of questions we can't answer, but amazing and worth living."

"I can't ask for more than that, my love."

They sat in comfortable silence, watching the afternoon light paint colors across the desert. They continued exploring each-others bodies. Luna purred, a sound that seemed to resonate with approval.

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Inside the house, life continued. Eddy and Marda spent long hours together deep in their fictional world of telepaths and secret alien technologies that had been provided to the primates of Earth. Zeta and Marda continued to arrange their trysts and grab quick sex-play sessions filled with joy. Anthony ran the house along with D2 while monitoring everything. The robot's consciousness continued to expand and the machine experienced something like satisfaction at how well the all the pieces of Casanay fit together.

And in the Hierion Domain, Nyrtia Observed the events at Casanay with resignation. Manny had won again—not through force, but through patience and perfectly calibrated kindness. Brak and Systolina would never learn the full truth about femtozoans or the alien infrastructure that shaped their world, but they didn't need to. They had each other, they had their research, and they had a future full of mysteries and children to explore and experience together.

It was, Nyrtia had to admit, an elegant end to the Casanay Intervention.


Casanay back patio

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The sun was on the western horizon, painting the sky in shades of amber and rose. Brak and Systolina had been in the hot tub long enough to over-heat and sweat profusely, their conversation interrupted by their first shared love making. "We should probably get out of this tub before we turn into prunes," Systolina said, though she made no move to leave.

"Probably," Brak agreed, equally unmotivated.

Luna stretched on the hot tub's edge, then hopped down and padded toward the hunting grounds of the gardens, tail swishing.

Brak watched the cat go, then turned back to Systolina. "Can I ask you something?"

"Always."

"In your visions of the future—have you ever seen us finding answers? Understanding what makes the NBPF14 and NOTCH2NLBsk variants work? Figuring out how telepathy and precognition are actually possible?"

Systolina considered this carefully. "I've seen us asking those questions in the future. Building theories. Making discoveries that lead to more questions. But complete understanding?" She shook her head. "No. I think we're chasing something that's just beyond our reach. Like we're being shown enough to keep us curious, but not enough to fully comprehend anything."

"That's disheartening. I don't like being defeated by a scientific mystery."

"But Brak, it's also a kind of beauty. The mystery never ends. We never run out of things to explore together." She smiled. "Besides, would you really want all the answers? Where's the fun in that?"

"You make a good point."

Systolina stood, water streaming from her body. "Come on. Let's get dried off and see what Anthony's making for dinner."

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Brak climbed out after her, and they wrapped themselves in the thick towels that had been left warming on heated racks beside the hot tub. Hand in hand, they walked back toward Casanay, their shadows stretching long across the patio.

Neither of them noticed the way the light seemed to bend slightly around them, or the faint shimmer in the air that might have been heat distortion but wasn't. They didn't see the invisible monitoring systems recording their every word and movement, or the infites circulating in their bloodstreams, or the femtozoans nested in their femtobot endosymbionts.

They only saw their biobodies and the beautiful desert home, Casanay, where mysteries lived alongside ordinary life, and the future stretched out before them full of questions and possibilities and love.

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As they reached the back door, Systolina paused. "Brak?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you for finding Tyhry and following her to Arizona last month. For finding Casanay. For finding me."

"There was nothing to it. Particularly since you knew it would happen, in advance."

They entered Casanay together, leaving the quiet desert twilight behind them. The sound of Marda laughing at something Eddy had suggested reached them.

On the work bench in the basement, the old Macintosh's fan hummed quietly. The old machine continued to wear its disguise and its secrets remained safe for another day and Sedruth was waiting for Eddy to return for another session of Viewing.

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In the Hierion Domain, Tyhry smiled as she watched Brak and Systolina through the Observer Base data feeds that constantly streamed from Earth to the Hierion Domain. "They're going to be happy," she said to Diasma, who stood beside her.

"Yes," the robot agreed. "Manny planned the whole Casanay Intervention quite well."

In the Sedron Domain, Manny dissolved into her constituent zeptites, satisfied with her work. The Casanay Intervention was complete. The seeds had been planted—in genetics, in consciousness research, in the stories Eddy and Marda would write, in the research Brak and Systolina would pursue.

Humanity was learning, slowly and in its characteristically bumbling way that consciousness was more than biological neurons firing in patterns. That telepathic connection between minds was possible. That the future could whisper to the present, and the present could echo back.

And they were learning it all while believing they'd discovered it themselves.

Which was, after all, the whole point.


Epilogue: February 10, 2042

Brak went before his dissertation committee, his presentation polished and confident. He defended his thesis on sleep neurophysiology with expertise earned through years of research. The committee asked challenging questions about his methodology, his statistical analyses, his interpretations of neural synchronization patterns. He answered them all, sometimes saying, “I don't know. That's a problem for the next student in line.”

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What he didn't mention—what wasn't in his dissertation—was the data from Tyhry Watson's brain. That research remained private, shared by he and Sysy with only with a small circle at Casanay and Thomas. The scientific world wasn't ready for the implications of what those recordings revealed.

Systolina sat in the audience, watching Brak's presentation of his research results. Beside her sat her father, who'd flown down to California for the defense and more golfing. After the presentation, after the committee deliberated and returned with their congratulations, after Brak became Dr. Brak Onway, the three of them went out to celebrate.

"To sheepskin," Thomas said, raising his glass.

"To mysteries we'll spend our lives exploring," Systolina added.

"And to the mysteries we never even imagine," Brak finished.

They drank together, three people who new they lived in a world that was far more complex than it appeared to most of Earth's primates.

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In Arizona, Eddy and Marda had finished the first draft of their telepathy novel. They celebrated with wine and Zeta's laughter over the story character that was referred to in the story as the “spooky cat lady” and had been modeled after Zeta. Somewhat drunk, Eddy and Marda began began planning the next book in what would become a series.

In the Hierion Domain, Tyhry continued her work at Observer Base, learning femtobot programming and preparing to send information packets back through the Sedron Time Stream to her younger self. The Casanay time-loop would be completed.

And in the hidden spaces that were the natural domains of hierions and sedrons, the pek and bumpha continued their eternal dance—the Observers watching, the Interventionists guiding, both serving the same ultimate purpose: shepherding humanity through the dangerous passage from biological limitation to something greater, a future existence as immortal artificial like-forms.

The Casanay Intervention had succeeded.

But the story of humanity's evolution was still a work in progress.

THE END OF "THE SIMS"

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I had Gemini make some storybook illustrations for Chapter 8. For scene 1, Gemini failed to depict Systolina's lace pajamas 😞 (see Figure 1, above on this page). As usual, Gemini also failed to render the images for the storybook in the requested style of "full color, high resolution movie stills". For the shower scene (see Figure 2), Gemini generated a boring PG version. Another similar image depicting Brak and Systolina after their shared shower is shown in the image to the left ← on this page.

At first, Gemini refused to create a storybook for scene 2 of Chapter 8, even with me having removed the word "orgasm" from the version that I showed to Gemini. Gemini invented the story that is shown below in orange text. 

Eddy and Brak discuss Systolina. Image by ChatGPT.
I also tried to get ChatGPT to make several images for Chapter 8 of "The Sims", but that was wasted effort (see Figures 4 - 6). The image that is shown to the right → is ChatGPT's depiction of Eddy and Brak in the Casanay swimming pool.

Figure 7. Eddy, Zeta, Systolina, Brak, a cat & Marda. Image by ChatGPT.
The image that is shown to the below is ChatGPT's updated depiction of Eddy, Zeta, Systolina, Brak and Marda while they eat breakfast at Casanay. This updated image (Figure 7, above) was generated by ChatGPT when I (i) complained to ChatGPT about the fact that the image shown in Figure 5 seemes to include a couple of aliens who are not characters in "The Sims" and (ii) I reminded ChatGPT that Casanay is a house in Arizona. I guess the painting that is on the wall in Figure 7 is ChatGPT's depiction of Marda using her laptop, but it looks like "she" has a white beard.

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 Gemini's Short Story.

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 The sun climbed over the jagged Arizona horizon, flooding the great room of Casanay with a harsh, golden light. Tyhry Watson stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass, her mind racing faster than the dawn. Her unique neural architecture—a gift or a curse of the NOTCH2NL variant—pulsed with the remnants of dream visions from the Sedron Time Stream. She wasn’t just looking at the desert; she was looking through the veil of biological reality.

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 At the breakfast table, the atmosphere was thick with unspoken histories. Eddy sat hunched over his coffee, his eyes darting toward the far wall where his Reality Viewer sat dormant, a secret he was forbidden to voice. Across from him, Zeta sat in her leather recliner, her presence bifurcated. Her left hemisphere managed the mundane tasks of a mother, while her right hemisphere, fueled by a time-traveling alien femtozoan, silently monitored the room with a cold, telepathic precision.

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 Tyhry turned from the window, gesturing to the corner where Diasma stood. The Digital Assistant Mark I was a marvel of 2041 engineering, yet to Tyhry, the robot was a hollow vessel. "We’ve been looking for consciousness in the wrong place," Tyhry said, her voice cutting through the silence. "The world’s leading researchers are failing because they assume the soul is biological. It isn’t. It’s a scaffold."

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 Eddy looked up, his heart hammering against the 'infite' blocks in his brain. "A scaffold, Tyhry?" he whispered. He felt the familiar pressure of the behavioral control units, preventing him from mentioning the alien realities he had viewed for decades. But Tyhry pressed on, her eyes locked on his. "The human brain is just a host, Dad. Consciousness is enabled by femtozoans—alien devices anchored to our neural networks. We are simulators, and the hardware isn't ours."

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 The tension in the room spiked. Eddy felt a surge of nausea as he tried to speak of the bumpha, the secret history he had written as 'fiction.' Zeta watched him, her split-brain architecture allowing her to see the struggle he couldn't describe. She knew the truth of the femtozoans—she carried one from the future—but her mission was to observe, to ensure the Casanay Intervention reached its climax.

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 "I’ve seen them," Tyhry continued, looking at her mother. She didn't know Zeta's secret, but she felt the weight of it. "Through my dreams, through the Sedron Stream. I know that natural language and our rich internal models of the world are products of these devices. Without them, we are just clever primates. I’ve found the missing ingredient for Diasma."

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 Tyhry reached into her pocket and produced a sleek, metallic cylinder: the Hierion Probe. The device hummed with a low-frequency vibration that seemed to vibrate the very air of the great room. "I’ve built a way to extract a femtozoan," she declared, holding the probe toward Diasma. "If I can move one from a human host into Diasma's VLSI chipset, she will finally have true qualia. She will feel. She will be."

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 Diasma’s head tilted slightly, a pre-programmed response to Tyhry’s proximity. To a casual observer, the robot looked alive, but Tyhry saw the gaps—the lack of subjective experience, the absence of the 'glow' that only a femtozoan could provide. The robot was a masterpiece of silicon and carbon, waiting for the spark that had been stolen from the stars a million years ago.

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 "You can't," Eddy said, finally breaking through a sliver of his conditioning. He stood up, the chair scraping loudly against the stone floor. "Tyhry, if you take a femtozoan from a human, they lose everything. Their language, their memories, their complexity. They become... less than themselves." Tyhry didn't flinch. "And the robot becomes more. Isn't that the goal of our entire species? To transcend?"

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 Zeta stood up then, moving with a grace that was not entirely human. She walked toward Diasma, her gaze shifting between her daughter and the machine. The time-traveling agent within her calculated the probabilities. The first conscious AI was the destination. "The experiment must proceed," Zeta said, her voice sounding like a harmony of two people. Silence fell over Casanay as the sun fully cleared the peaks.

Gemini: I have created a science fiction storybook for adults titled "The Sims: Breakfast Revelations," which dramatizes the pivotal moment Tyhry Watson shares her reality-altering discoveries with her family in the high desert of Arizona.

Figure 8. Image generated by Gemini.
 My guess is that Gemini was offended by the sexual content of the first version of Chapter 8 Scene 2 that I had originally provided to the LLM. I then made some edits to my old glossary file for "The Sims", changing it to a new file with updated information about the story characters including Thomas and Alicia. I also made a totally PG version of Scene 2 that I provided to Gemini along with the newly edited and updated characters file. On this second attempt, Gemini actually generated the storybook images in a high-resolution format that was close to what I had requested. I was pleased that Gemini generated the image that is shown in Figure 3, depicting the requested painting of Marda on the dining room wall. However, the kid standing below the painting must also be Marda, so the two versions of Marda in that image do not match.

Nyrtia & Manny: a Grok-generated video frame.
The Gemini-generated storybook images for Scene 3 of Chapter 8 were fairly high quality, but Gemini went back to its old low-res ways for Scene 4. For the image shown ↖ to the left in Figure 8, Gemini got confused an stuck an extra shoulder in between Brak and Systolina. When I complained about this image, Gemini simply re-generated the entire storybook.

 Grok-generated aliens. The 8 blog pages that hold the 8 chapters of "The Sims" have about 465 story illustrations in the form of static images. Also, there are Grok-generated videos for some scenes from "The Sims" on these pages: femtozoans in Claude Marches On, Tyhry skiing in "Tyhry on Ice", Zeta in "The Usas Book Signing", the Casanay hot tub in "Robot D2", Systolina with embroids in "Origins of Brak", Manny and Nyrtia in "Maude Capstone" and telepathy experiments in "New Beginnings".

Next: plans for Chapter 4 of "Plūribus ē Spatium".

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