I felt it only fair to relate a few of the interesting events that transpired aboard Purple Puma’s Vessel while on our way to the Utika Protectorate which is in reality an advanced at least for the time in history AI or artificial intelligence. So sure it’s not as advanced as an Intellect Master of my time but then they were moon sized living computers that assisted my people in assisting the races less enlightened than my people or even those who chose to pursue other endeavors. While it’s true the IM’s as we called them were far more advanced than most sentient living beings they had only been created to assist the inhabitants of our continuum after the most enlightened of my people transformed to a higher state of existence. I could see the beginnings of and IM in the Purple Puma’s vessel which was perhaps why I had been able to relax as the woman I had come to know as Nialla lounged in the lap of M as I have come to refer to it.
Don’t get me wrong I was trying not to be judgmental regarding M and its constant need to don different guises in order as it had told me to complete whatever mission it took on. I mean serious I really thing M was just a little too tightly wound and some time in a virtual reality chamber to work off some of its hostility or whatever else it needed was way overdo. Truly after a discussion with M it is my firm medical opinion that it is suffering from a prolonged trauma and a little rest should be ordered by the ships chief medical officer. Granted while am considered on Earth Doctor Topanga Ojeda I was not really acting like one as of late. I was actually acting more like a complete hedonist without a care in the world. Well that had to change for while if it’s only me I am free to act as I please as long as no one else is harmed I had been almost asked officially by Purple Puma to join the Star Phoenix.
I did not exactly make a big deal about it and perhaps I should have instead I had lain around and considered my new look. For the record nowhere near of an extreme as M was fond of pulling off but a big deal for me. But back to my concerns for poor M in the end he still wants to travel with us and I guess the concept of acting like yet another member of Purple Puma’s crew is going to work for him for the moment. To be honest I had been joking about the whole thing but it had seemed to ease the tension so I had went with it. In the end it seemed that M was not comfortable with my little pet name for it so I agreed to only talk to it thru the mental link provided by Nialla unless absolutely necessary or onboard ship. I could also perceive something else going on within the psyche of M it seemed that it was hurting and I guess who would not be hurting if they had lost their whole world and all of the friends and family.
That kind of loss was something I could relate to and had even helped Nialla come to terms with her loss and anguish. I had and helped her see a path she could follow that I hoped would help her find her own inner joy. M although was a different story entirely moody, argumentative, with an exaggerated sense of self worth. I was reminded of myself when I was younger but the difference was I never had anyone to stand by me who could possibly understand what I had gone thru. I had caused me to follow a path that I will forever regret and I could see M on that same path which would eventually lead to psychosis, anger and death. Perhaps the saddest part was that I doubt that M even realized the dark path that it was on or where it led.
So it might be up to me to take him on as my next patient as I had done for Nialla but I realized that while with Nialla what she had needed was love and kindness what M needed might be something far darker. I knew where the darkest parts of my psyche lay and I had spent a great deal of time coming to the realization that while I did not like it I needed it. I had gone thru the primordial fire within myself and emerged whole and balanced. I was in full control of my psyche and my vast array of powers and learned how to resist the temptations of power to corrupt those who wielded it. In M’s case I would need to keep a watchful eye and while I knew I would offer love I would also in its case need to also be prepared to deliver pain. Hard to believe that a sentient lifeform could find love in pain but like I always say who am I to judge. I only try to be honest and prove that love not powers or abilities can conquer all in the end.
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