It was with the occasional crackle registered on the compression-relaxation channel that the central network slipped in and out of random time. After some urging, random time took hold and began a resolution sequence. The memories of the journey floated past, the individual propulsion pulses lost, only the disconnected images streamed past the unGrid as their permanent place was located and carved into the structure of the central network.
The detour after the event and the delivery of the letter were prominent, causing the doubled bubble to flicker in recognition. Unprocessed was the outcome. It was a void that diffused into the nether regions of the network where the whorl and other complex patterns roamed freely, spreading their tendrils throughout the fabric of which the network was constructed. All that I could discern was a mild apprehension regarding the unwritten future that was faced.
Rising above the nominal din of random time was a spike of signal from the compression-relaxation channel. More energetic than the occasional crackle, the percussive note easily roused the network into full activity as the photon detectors snapped open and aimed a the source of the signal. A brief episode of propulsion and control pulses were queued, mainly involving the upper long branch points. With control restored, the regular ritual of preparation for a full rest now in progress, I was looking forward to updating my own electron network.
September 6, 2010
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