“With all your curly hairs rolled up as you don’t know where to put them, your specs almost have worn out, and your head has those painful acnes, how does it feel here Tahiti?” Zieg was always behind Tahiti and that is something he never could put to rest as a growing man with a bludgeoning ego.
“I wonder if transverse waves or in between waves can be put to rest in an air medium instead of a solid medium as most say. We mostly know how it will work in the solid medium but not in the air or water when used as a medium. Yet, we didn’t find it interesting? What is even fire made of? Any idea. I have no idea…..why does H20 become liquid in room temperature or for say air is a mixture of gases and earth or soil yeah…white and quiet mind boggling just like my shabby, dandruff filled curly, messy hair mixed with painful wounded pecked cheeks and my uniform distribution of color on my spectacle, yes….can you leave me alone while I gulp down some water?”
Zieg had found his next prey so he backed off with a grin that filled his entire oily sticky face.
“Hastutuka, do you know how we are in the parallel world and where are the ones who are already here?”
“You mean us here, and those that are there? But we came here right so ideally there is noone there in that parallel dimension which means we have arranged your life in a way that you are not there at a certain point when you are journeying to another parallel dimension and you are filling this space here and going back again.”
“Meaning?” Zieg twitched his face as Golmak ate a banana behind him quietly while listening to this conversation.
“I have wondered about it for a while. I know it will become chaos if this happens. Two energy forces will collide head on and cause dissipation of one. Usually, that’s why humans are encouraged to sleep for 8 hours when all this transitioning is staged if at all necessary. The world seems to be in chaos but if humanity stops disturbing it, you will see everything is planned, accurate, and pursued with a purpose.”
“But then we disturb it, don’t we, only too much!!” Branga as if woke up from his sleep or meditation that he was on..
“What is fire then? Let’s start there.” Zieg swivelled on his right feet before coming to a halt.
“Fire is an outcome of five known elements of Earth mixing to create a peek into the 6th and 7th element existing beyond the scope of men. So, now we know that there are a total of 14 books that work to produce what we call Earth. There are also 10 lower books that were stolen by men before the Gods left for their dimensions using the time mirror. Now, man can start by understanding fire and if so, will be able to understand a lot about the 6th and the 7th elements. Rest all the other known elements are a resultant of the elemental build up – like two gases creating one compound gas and so on. They don’t produce different elements. Now what else do we need to know more about. Yeah, parallel dimensions and the way they work.”
“Yes, so you are saying parallel dimensions are interlaced in time?”
“Yes and that is why the only way fire is defined ever is that it is pure since it helps us drive towards a point where the world ceases to exist and the other worldly gains prominence.” Branga was already knowing a bit more than all others, thanks to his difficult lineage and a persevering spirit and that which Zieg firmly couldn’t grasp.
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