I watch things move. I do not track them I do not think of them, something approaches? I shall wake up.
We all need to be awake, I need to be lost in my role. I still do not fully understand that.
I check on Wur, detoxifying she is thinking, of flight, of others. I gently watch her thoughts. Guiding her tendrils back to her pod and her shards. Lines of thought to continue to construct herself again as she does while sleeping.
I hope it helps. It's all we've been able to gather. Maybe Hlei understands more.
And for that, I need to preserve my thought for when she awakens from stupor. I go back to watching letting things flicker before my vision. And continuing to mark down measures when I reset the time keeper.
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She remembers those that left. She does not know when they will return.
The hive shall find healing, but there are... One should not wait for them.
She desires to advance her great projects, to work on more devices, wings that fly and carry many. Ships.
She does not know when She Who Creates Large Works shall have an oppurtunity to act in her role again, she came here to deliver food as She Who Creates has been staying in her pod among her memories.
She still has material to trade for payment for the food. The food is plentiful, memory is plentiful and there are works and examinations with those who keep time.
But She Who Remembers worries slightly that, there isn't enough self-maintence and a lack of engagement with the hive.
Well if the hive does not need this one, if the hive does not need me. Then She Who Creates shall be as He Who Reorginizes and manages.
The one the flying ones worked with. There is not a clear memory of that one here.
That is not what She is, if he where possibly that simple. Like He Who Wishes to Speak With Giants.
He Who Understand Flow is the more practical term, But She leads. It is who she is, she builds, she leads, she contacts others and puts things together.
She cannot lead, She cannot be a voice that reaches out if none follow.
Ur-Im was a he, and a voice that reached out and that many followed.
Some followed who were close to Ur-Im, not He Who Alters Wings or He Who Manages Rotation, or even He Who Came from a Damaged Pod.
And Her pod isn't damaged. And She has learned to lead from Him, and from those that manage time, and From Zur. She can take that role.
Her stubborness is more than is needed for a facing role. For an external She. She Who Remembers will show her, but she needs payment.
Gratitude,
She should not grant gratitude until she finds another source of memory and value. One that can return value to her.
She gives gratitude nonetheless. And here is the payment. Inquiry, how is one to be?
She must begin with investing a majority of her value into memories, To carry and grow and bring along more than others do, within reach, within access within sight of the moving mind when she travels...
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Hlei wakes, and she examines her memories and experiance. She begins to rebuild herself. And she stops. This is not healing, this is not Hlei. She looks again through her pod and memories, moves away from some recent shards.
Hlei Wakes again, and she rebuilds herself. This is not healing, this is matinance, some of it is healing. But it is not A Complete healer. She is Hlei, She is Healing. There is not yet a healer here, they have not found enough healing.
There is discover and growth here. But first there is Hlei.
I am Hlei, Who is this that is reaching through our ship.
It is Ur-im, who is watching, and waiting. I reach to communicate.
Another wakes? Hlei? Has Hlei woken well?
Hlei woke twice, why is Ur-Im reaching so far?
He is watching, monotering flow, the passage of time, measuring and watching, a simple task, waiting for another to wake.
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Why does Ur-im wait?
We will be leaving the large one's soon, we have already began to cut ourselves off from them, to give onto them Crui's great project, their great project. When we all wake, we can begin to travel again.
But what of the large ones is there not more we can learn from them?
Was Hlei not disturbed by their attempts at healing?
There is more to them than healing, and their size and stupor might have elements that help us.
That is true, and we hope in the memories Frei, and Crui have collected there is enough there for us to learn. But they see us as them, and the Ship as an underutilized portion of their hive.
Hlei understands. Why is Ur-Im...
Ur-im must wait for the others to wake, he must perserve his thoughts, must be lost in a role that is restful that does not consume energy. And one must watch the hive at any time.
Ur-im waits for the others, and he measures the time, then other things can be seen in the ship... Ur-Im still worries about Wur.
Other things shall be seen in the ship, Ur-im shall rest. He shall watch and convey what he sees, and Hlei shall guide him on better matinence of the others.
Gratitude
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When I woke I went to the hears I took the role of a healer, the place of a healer. Yet as I move to continue my role there is a lot of mantinance performed, some unteangling of tendrils. Yet when one comes to me, as I have performed and become my roll, I reach to help them heal, and I find a trace of a thought, this is not healing. Yet this is the pod of a healer, these are the methods by which one is healed, is made whole. Yet it is not healing?
Maybe there is a method of detoxification maybe something in the matinence was healing, but this, is, this isn't. There is a break in the continuity. In the role of a healer and the thoughts that they share.
I guide this one on the method they shall heal through stupor, I untangle some tendrils and remove some contaminations. Healing occures through stupor. That is a certain thing. Maintence provides better stupor. it prevents the harm that needs healing.
Thet this one needs healing, it needs to work as it once did, it needs be complete again.
This it can make one work as it once did, it shall repair the form and heal the function. But it is not healing, for it shall not be complete in the way it was earlier.
This one thanks the healer, is the healer having an issue, there seemed to be conflicting thoughts in that pod.
A previou healer left a message, here a correction to the roll. But it is not understood.
A portion of the roll is not healing, yet this one has come here for healing and has chosen how it will be. Is not healing providing the ability to be as was chosen?
The task is not healing, not on it's own. But I am a healer, is this one healed?
As much as a healer can heal. There is Gratitude, for the healer has provided. And this one remains the same...
As the other leaves I contemplate healing, to complete this pod as a healer, the pod of a healer, recording what i can with the little memory I carry with me. My role is that of a healer but no single process is healing. As different ills require different sollutions. Different form of healing requires different processes.
I reach out to the other healers. Again to try and confirm my conclusion.
Others come to them, and they heal them, and the others leave.
I shall record what I can from my roll and be a healer again the next time I wake from stupor. To update the pods. May I have the shared memories?
They shall allow access to the memory shards of the healers. To keep the pods updated next time. But I must mark with one that orginises a path from me to here. A thread for this one to follow, and an investment of my wealth.
Another comes for healing and I continue in my role.
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One completes its stupor, gathering all that makes it itself. That makes me Frei. That make Gathering all he knows around him, but first. All he remembers, his pod is the base for his waking self but it is changing and incomplete. He shall re-complete it, it shall be Frei's pod. And then he shall wake.
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We travel to the place the beasts gather, they meet with otherrs of their kinda, one brushes agaisnt my tendrils. I pull back to avoid the gentle nip putting out a portion of hard material for it to contact, I rub against it. These creatures see us as one of their own. I feel them rub themselves on my form and move, fly like the ones I rode in on. They are good.
Another one of us comes to join me. I contact him, share my memories and experiences. My individuality. And my understanding of what is good.
The others are good. Even yet we are running low on memories, going to others like us. Who despite their similar forms do not see us as their own.
But they share are location, and our pray, the material that allows us to create more memories. And to grow. So we contact those like us. Those who will join us. Until we are recognized as enemy. Then we shall take what we have from the dreaded thieves. We shall earn it back for those who see us as their own. For those who have caused us harm.
Yet you, who are with us. Are no longer enemy. You travel with us. You provide for us. And you're pod can be tied to our own.
I give thanks to them. And there is Gratitude, for I am accepted as part of the pack.
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He Who Defends wakes from his stupor. Complete he goes over his memories. He is He Whe Defends. He Defends those with him. He Defends the ship. And He performs the shared tasks that keep the ship running.
He Leaves his pod as Hlei approaches. She is still young, and it is felt in the vibrations from her movements. He reaches to her, they are preparing to leave and for that all must be awake. Ur-Im
He patiently guides her through the communication, the nature of the waking. The tasks being performed Ur-Im treats the ship well and sustains it's growth. But Ur-Im does not perserve himself well.
He goes to Ur-Im, He shall take the task of watching, He shall take the task of Guiding. Ur-Im shall keep track of time. Ur-Im shall follow cycles of stupor. Ur-Im, shall eat and make himself as whole as possible before discussing the next step.
Ur-Im will do as He decided. Ur-Im is already starting to feel tired.
Ur-Im can return to his hive to recomplete himself and his memories. He who defends will be updated as much as possible by Hlei.
Gratitude.
He Who Defends looks at those that share his hive. At those who dwell in the ship. Uncertain, they are more, they are incomplete, they are different. What must he do to keep them safe?