Monday, January 13, 2014

Reflections from a Distant Outpost


Jim could see Nomi's face reflected in the polythermo window. Suddenly It was like one of those special moments when you could feel a heightened importance, like before a major examination at the academy or arriving for an ultra important meeting. Jim couldn't quite define the sensation.  He thought about what she was experiencing and he thought about how far away they were from anything familiar. "We're lucky they let us go." Jim said and turned to her. "I know", she returned. "It's a tough situation, but we'll get out of it." Jim was reassuring and Nomi appreciated his effort. 
What they didn't quite understand was that they had just experienced a primary recognition node. Like an eclipse of the sun across a planet, millions and more persons had moved through a sort of spiritual refection point, a punctuation, not unlike an alignment of planets or the sweep of comets around a star in an unusually symmetrical pattern. It could have been some great astronomer hundreds of years ago, a Newton or a Galileo or even someone thousands of years before or more, watching the stars and understanding their motions, whose enlightenment echoed through time and touched the human spirit. 

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