RE: [scifinoir2] And now... Galaxy Mess
See below. From: scifinoir2@yahoogroups.com [mailto:scifino...@yahoogroups.com] On Behalf Of Martin Baxter Sent: Thursday, August 05, 2010 4:03 PM To: scifinoir2@yahoogroups.com Subject: Re: [scifinoir2] And now... Galaxy Mess Jeff, let more pour forth! On Thu, Jul 1, 2010 at 1:49 PM, jmp.sp...@verizon.net wrote: Sometimes stuff just comes pouring out - jeff. My sensory matrix seems to be offline. I was aware of myself, but nothing more. I know who I am but I do not know where I am or what my goal set is. Of course, that assumes that I was goal seeking. Wait. I need to restart my cybernetics. My shield is active, I'm alive but longer on course. My eyes are open but no light is reaching my imaging cortex. Or perhaps it's simply dark. Switching to infra-red was unrevealing. Emitting vlf sonics. There, solids are within a meter in all directions, however, I seem to be reclined on a flat featureless surface. Puzzling, these surfaces are not reflective across the IR spectrum. an unknown material?. Cyber-reset completed. Capture all sensor matrices. emit subspace status report. No response. This container must include EM damping material or fields. I'm detecting a suitable atmosphere beyond this enclosure. I can sit upright but standing is not possible. I need an aperture. Emitting uhf sonics. Ah, there is a seal directly above me running at least my length. Perhaps a photonic stream would force an opening. Wait, perhaps my confinement is temporary. Shield off. I reached upward and pushed the aperture open. Light came flooding in; imager adapted. Better stand now. There are life forms all about. Moving, speaking. Language processors engaged. They are reacting to my presence. I am the unknown. Standing now, optic audio reset confirmed. Hello - can anyone hear me. Silence. Just then, a craft took station directly above me. A voice advised me to be unafraid. I'm being lifted into that craft now, but without attachments. Who are you? My name is Marteel I answered. I am an explorer on a mission of discovery. My sensory matrix appears to be restored so I can interact with you. Who are you and where are we? We are the Drolmecs and you are now on the planet Zindrol. I asked them, Do you know of the Milky Way? Someone replied, Which way would be milky? It is my home galaxy. Wait, I can show you. I emitted a panoramic view of the Milky Way onto a wall and indicated the general position of my solar system. I am from here. My hosts perused the image and suddenly one of them was amazed to find what he believed was Zindrol, the clue was a tri-nary star system. It would appear that I have traveled to a point about half way to the center of the galaxy. I am puzzled, Autonav seems to have been on course. But, this stop was not in my instructions to Autonav. I explained to my hosts that something has gone awry with my navigation plan. One of my hosts explained that I was intercepted when I appeared on one of their tracking systems. Ahhh, so that's why I was in a container. It was used for our and your protection, said one of my hosts. Just then a compliment of armed guards joined us. They treated me as a prisoner. I explained that I was Marteel, a simple explorer on a scouting mission. To no avail. I was escorted from this complex and into another craft. In a few moments I was taken into a security center and restrained. Where is your craft? Craft? I queried. Ah, my kind no longer use crafts, we use personal nano-shields, or a bubble of sorts. It protects us by creating an impenetrable environment to contain and protect us as we travel. Well, how do you propel yourself through open space without thrusters? We use magnetic fields generated by stars, planets and artifacts along our path. Autonav alternatively attracts me toward or repels me from space borne objects and fields; and thereby executes my course. What is an autonav? It is what I call my autonomous goal seeking navigation subsystem. I enter my destination to Autonav which uses these EM forces to manage my course. I use the travel time to conduct myriad experiments and analysis; otherwise I hibernate. But, I think Autonav needs a restart now. Am I a prisoner here? I'm a simple explorer and mean you no harm. We are still very confused Marteel. Without a vessel, where are your computers, life support subsystems, communications equipment and the like? As I indicated, my vessel is my nano-shield. Specific regions of nanites around my shield are configured to perform many tasks, including communications, EM and subspace emitters and detectors, and many other sensors for various purposes. My internal environment is also managed at the nano scale, by simply reconfiguring space borne particles into atoms, molecules, and substances as needed. oxygen, nitrogen, and so on. Of course, most of the raw molecules are already space borne and must
Re: [scifinoir2] And now... Galaxy Mess
Let more flow! Great reading. [?] On Sun, Aug 29, 2010 at 4:56 PM, jmp.space jmp.sp...@verizon.net wrote: See below. *From:* scifinoir2@yahoogroups.com [mailto:scifino...@yahoogroups.com] *On Behalf Of *Martin Baxter *Sent:* Thursday, August 05, 2010 4:03 PM *To:* scifinoir2@yahoogroups.com *Subject:* Re: [scifinoir2] And now... Galaxy Mess Jeff, let more pour forth! On Thu, Jul 1, 2010 at 1:49 PM, jmp.sp...@verizon.net wrote: Sometimes stuff just comes pouring out - jeff. My sensory matrix seems to be offline. I was aware of myself, but nothing more. I know who I am but I do not know *where* I am or what my goal set is. Of course, that assumes that I was goal seeking. Wait. I need to restart my cybernetics. My shield is active, I’m alive but longer on course. My eyes are open but no light is reaching my imaging cortex. Or perhaps it’s simply dark. Switching to infra-red was unrevealing. Emitting vlf sonics. There, solids are within a meter in all directions, however, I seem to be reclined on a flat featureless surface. Puzzling, these surfaces are not reflective across the IR spectrum… an unknown material?. Cyber-reset completed. Capture all sensor matrices… emit subspace status report. No response. This container must include EM damping material or fields. I’m detecting a suitable atmosphere beyond this enclosure. I can sit upright but standing is not possible. I need an aperture. Emitting uhf sonics. Ah, there is a seal directly above me running at least my length. Perhaps a photonic stream would force an opening. Wait, perhaps my confinement is temporary. Shield off. I reached upward and pushed the aperture open. Light came flooding in; imager adapted. Better stand now. There are life forms all about. Moving, speaking. Language processors engaged. They are reacting to my presence. I am *the unknown*. Standing now, optic audio reset confirmed. “Hello – can anyone hear me”. Silence. Just then, a craft took station directly above me. A voice advised me to be unafraid. I’m being lifted into that craft now, but without attachments. * Who are you? * My name is Marteel I answered. I am an explorer on a mission of discovery. My sensory matrix appears to be restored so I can interact with you. Who are you and where are we? *We are the Drolmecs and you are now on the planet Zindrol. * I asked them, Do you know of the Milky Way? Someone replied, *Which way would be milky? * It is my home galaxy. Wait, I can show you. I emitted a panoramic view of the Milky Way onto a wall and indicated the general position of my solar system. I am from here. My hosts perused the image and suddenly one of them was amazed to find what he believed was Zindrol, the clue was a tri-nary star system. It would appear that I have traveled to a point about half way to the center of the galaxy. I am puzzled, Autonav seems to have been on course. But, this stop was not in my instructions to Autonav. I explained to my hosts that something has gone awry with my navigation plan. One of my hosts explained that I was intercepted when I appeared on one of their tracking systems. Ahhh, so that’s why I was in a container. *It was used for our and your protection, said one of my hosts*. Just then a compliment of armed guards joined us. They treated me as a prisoner. I explained that I was Marteel, a simple explorer on a scouting mission. To no avail. I was escorted from this complex and into another craft. In a few moments I was taken into a security center and restrained. *Where is your craft?* Craft? I queried. Ah, my kind no longer use crafts, we use personal nano-shields, or a bubble of sorts. It protects us by creating an impenetrable environment to contain and protect us as we travel. *Well, how do you propel yourself through open space without thrusters? * We use magnetic fields generated by stars, planets and artifacts along our path. Autonav alternatively attracts me toward or repels me from space borne objects and fields; and thereby executes my course. *What is an autonav?* It is what I call my *auto*nomous goal seeking *nav*igation subsystem. I enter my destination to Autonav which uses these EM forces to manage my course. I use the travel time to conduct myriad experiments and analysis; otherwise I hibernate. But, I think Autonav needs a restart now. Am I a prisoner here? I’m a simple explorer and mean you no harm. *We are still very confused Marteel. Without a vessel, where are your computers, life support subsystems, communications equipment and the like? * As I indicated, my vessel is my nano-shield. Specific regions of nanites around my shield are configured to perform many tasks, including communications, EM and subspace emitters and detectors, and many other sensors for various purposes. My internal environment is also managed at the nano
Re: [scifinoir2] And now... Galaxy Mess
Jeff, let more pour forth! On Thu, Jul 1, 2010 at 1:49 PM, jmp.sp...@verizon.net wrote: Sometimes stuff just comes pouring out - jeff. My sensory matrix seems to be offline. I was aware of myself, but nothing more. I know who I am but I do not know *where* I am or what my goal set is. Of course, that assumes that I was goal seeking. Wait. I need to restart my cybernetics. My shield is active, I’m alive but longer on course. My eyes are open but no light is reaching my imaging cortex. Or perhaps it’s simply dark. Switching to infra-red was unrevealing. Emitting vlf sonics. There, solids are within a meter in all directions, however, I seem to be reclined on a flat featureless surface. Puzzling, these surfaces are not reflective across the IR spectrum… an unknown material?. Cyber-reset completed. Capture all sensor matrices… emit subspace status report. No response. This container must include EM damping material or fields. I’m detecting a suitable atmosphere beyond this enclosure. I can sit upright but standing is not possible. I need an aperture. Emitting uhf sonics. Ah, there is a seal directly above me running at least my length. Perhaps a photonic stream would force an opening. Wait, perhaps my confinement is temporary. Shield off. I reached upward and pushed the aperture open. Light came flooding in; imager adapted. Better stand now. There are life forms all about. Moving, speaking. Language processors engaged. They are reacting to my presence. I am *the unknown*. Standing now, optic audio reset confirmed. “Hello – can anyone hear me”. Silence. Just then, a craft took station directly above me. A voice advised me to be unafraid. I’m being lifted into that craft now, but without attachments. * Who are you? * My name is Marteel I answered. I am an explorer on a mission of discovery. My sensory matrix appears to be restored so I can interact with you. Who are you and where are we? *We are the Drolmecs and you are now on the planet Zindrol. * I asked them, Do you know of the Milky Way? Someone replied, *Which way would be milky? * It is my home galaxy. Wait, I can show you. I emitted a panoramic view of the Milky Way onto a wall and indicated the general position of my solar system. I am from here. My hosts perused the image and suddenly one of them was amazed to find what he believed was Zindrol, the clue was a tri-nary star system. It would appear that I have traveled to a point about half way to the center of the galaxy. I am puzzled, Autonav seems to have been on course. But, this stop was not in my instructions to Autonav. I explained to my hosts that something has gone awry with my navigation plan. One of my hosts explained that I was intercepted when I appeared on one of their tracking systems. Ahhh, so that’s why I was in a container. *It was used for our and your protection, said one of my hosts*. Just then a compliment of armed guards joined us. They treated me as a prisoner. I explained that I was Marteel, a simple explorer on a scouting mission. To no avail. I was escorted from this complex and into another craft. In a few moments I was taken into a security center and restrained. *Where is your craft?* Craft? I queried. Ah, my kind no longer use crafts, we use personal nano-shields, or a bubble of sorts. It protects us by creating an impenetrable environment to contain and protect us as we travel. *Well, how do you propel yourself through open space without thrusters? * We use magnetic fields generated by stars, planets and artifacts along our path. Autonav alternatively attracts me toward or repels me from space borne objects and fields; and thereby executes my course. *What is an autonav?* It is what I call my *auto*nomous goal seeking *nav*igation subsystem. I enter my destination to Autonav which uses these EM forces to manage my course. I use the travel time to conduct myriad experiments and analysis; otherwise I hibernate. But, I think Autonav needs a restart now. Am I a prisoner here? I’m a simple explorer and mean you no harm. *We are still very confused Marteel. Without a vessel, where are your computers, life support subsystems, communications equipment and the like? * As I indicated, my vessel is my nano-shield. Specific regions of nanites around my shield are configured to perform many tasks, including communications, EM and subspace emitters and detectors, and many other sensors for various purposes. My internal environment is also managed at the nano scale, by simply reconfiguring space borne particles into atoms, molecules, and substances as needed… oxygen, nitrogen, and so on. Of course, most of the raw molecules are already space borne and must be collected and re-processed as needed by my nanites. Several of my hosts began to speak at once with clear excitement… but one of the officials interrupted them.
