I will be doing regular readings of all my books from the last Ten years, in lieu of my new book "Coeval of the Hedonic" (A.Glass 2025) which needs to be settled for at least a month, before the readings will begin. Reading: "Dystopic of the Prodigious" from novel 'The Praxis Continuum' (A.Glass 2018)

 

Earlier that evening before the tryst with his two disciples, Master Daevian sat in a similar pose akin to the Zen Hankafuza meditative position practiced thousands of years ago, with an infusion of the meditation  techniques that Locus Aether under the auspiciousness of Master Daevian, which is to reflect without thinking, to train the mind to open and close simultaneously. In it's similarity to the philosophical thinker pose. Daevian stares at the large monolith style large rock in front of him, naturally carved and shaped by the forces of Space and Time, a meteorite, found one hundred years ago within the southern polar ice caps, as they began to recede. Brought back as a specimen for astrobiological study. It was later donated to Master Chi'asmus fifteen years ago, Daevian's old master who has since left this realm in his passing, to return back to the original place. The spatial artifact that was given to him by an aging and also deceased Professor of Astrophysics, is almost pyramid in its shape. A nickel rich metallic iron, it holds a dull shimmer, yet it’s intricate patterns are extensively detailed, with small potted ridges, a self contained complex collection of natural forms, created inside the infinite Universe four billion years ago. Set now in the middle of a small circular room, built within its Torus design. Master Daevian sits in his meditative pose, staring at the shapes within what is know to the Aetheriums as the Vocitus. Aware, through the discipline of mind and practice, to not ponder with thoughts they may wander in confusion of a past and future. Both do not exist in the present moment in time, yet with the influences of deep meditation and the ad infinitum of practice which is thousands of years old of humanist study and influence. The Locus Aether's also embrace the sciences and the philosophical of understanding our place in Universe, the human being, a troubled, damaged and fearful species. Seemingly alone in the cosmos. But, through its uniqueness and rarity against the ferocity of the known Universe, it shows as an intrinsic strength a raw determination to conquer its flaws. To master reality.
Daevian nods without saying or even thinking of any recurrence thoughts, as all points in time are only directed into the present. There is no desire to contemplate a future, nor reconcile a past. However, he finally understands a dilemma which has been troubling him of late. He stands, bows respectful at the Vocitus, walking across to a large door, he opens the reinforced concrete entrance. Master Daevian leaves the meditation chamber.



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Krissy Alice leans back into the booth sofa, smiling, in a cheeky manner at her impromptu date for the night sitting opposite. Geldas Evan an old lover of hers, who on many occasions she had sex with over a year or so back, as the relationship never progressed any further than brief engagements. She sips the alcoholic drink, knowing that the drug she administered earlier in the evening as a mild hallucinogenic also has a compound of Thiamine, an intensified version of the B-group vitamin, which reduces the effects of alcohol consumption on the brain.
"When you were in the Astro-Tech core, setting up the AI moon base and the half way points for the System mining probes, did you ever see any weird things?"
"You're a SMT operator, you've probably seen some of the crazy light shows up there. It’s all been explained."
Alice leans back as the overhead lamp of the booth subtly reveals the outline of her breasts with visible nipples.
"Yeah, but you had to complete level one physics to be a AT core specialist. I am just an engineer..." Alice replies, folding her legs over beneath the scratch proof plexiglass table top of the dinning booth. She then leans forward and has another sip of her drink, placing it down onto the metallic style coaster.
"Everything up to now has been verified that these so called unnatural lights and objects that have been viewed and documented over the last hundred and fifty years of space exploitation. Are from natural origins. The strange light shows, yes, the Universe has an odd spectrum at times from cosmic waves, makes everything at different times glow within the electromagnetic array. For the early astronauts...What we know now used to freak them out. Also, as you are aware there are lot of debris in Space, most from remnants of the solar system, ice, metallic compounds, asteroids, small and large. Can reflect within the scope of light from our Sun and create a weirdness..." He sits back into the Sofa, straightening out his pants around the crotch area, as he catches another glimpse of Alice's breasts, she leans forward from the darkened shadow of the illuminated booth, placing both of her elbows onto the glass table.
"You know the difference between an engineer and a physicist?"
Evan nods smiling. "What?"
Alice straightens her posture, folding her arms, accentuating her nakedness through the sheer mesh outfit which in turn reveals a tantalizing possibility. "If I can't build it, it doesn't exist."
"Blunt and to the point. Hey! I am more engineer than a physicist...So, did I answer your question?
"No. I am not talking about natural phenomenons, it is known that people that stare into Space for too long start seeing things with their imagination...For me, working, I’m too busy to achieve the required Quota Input Credits than anything else. What I was referring to is what I saw on one of my colleagues readout screens for his Service Mining Bot whilst it was in the atmosphere of Europa. Remember we are stationed at Sector Five building A Six Twenty. On Earth."
Evan sips from his elaborate style cocktail, with an azure bluish and yellow reddish fluorescent swirls nearing the top of the drink, while at the bottom of the alcoholic mixture it resonates a green shade. He then points at the drink with a smile. "Neptune cocktail, prodigious vodka, sweetened synthesized milk and liqueur coloring."
"I'm a simple girl..." Alice then lifts her drink having a sip of her distilled space gin and tonic.
"...No, what I am referring to is a strange computer glitch."
"As in fried circuits? Sounds like it could be an electron meltdown."
"I saw the real time diagnostics, it wasn't that...It didn't switch over to the back up AI and its supplied energy cells. The mining bot just froze in the atmosphere of Europa."
"Was it one of yours?" Evan asks, finding it hard to concentrate, as he catches another glimpse of Alice's nakedness, whilst she leans forward, pushing her breasts together with her folded arms.
"Nope, like I said it was a colleague's."
"I'll need to see the data readouts. Do you have a copy?"
Alice looks up at the club room ceiling and its collection of geometric shapes within the ceiling interior design. She shifts her buttocks, clenching her thighs together whilst sitting on the lounge chair, feeling a slight throb.
"Yeah, I have a hard disk backup at my apartment."
Evan lifts his cocktail taking a large sip in an excitable manner, leaving a milky blue trace above his upper lip.
Alice chuckles and points to her own lips.
"You have a part of Neptune on you upper lip."
Evan smiles and lifts a napkin, wiping his upper lip as Alice stares at him with desire.

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Reading: "Dystopic of the Prodigious" from novel 'The Praxis Continuum' (A.Glass 2018)