“Your people are our people,” Thel interjected.
Meanwhile, Old-timer stepped away from the group and was standing at the water’s edge, gazing toward the sun. Alejandra went to him.
“I’ve sensed something different about you ever since you picked us up. Please tell me what has happened, Craig.”
“You wouldn’t understand it,” he replied.
“How can you know that?”
“Because, although you don’t remember it, I already tried to explain it to you.” He turned to face her. “Look, I respect your right to exist as you want to, I’ll even fight to protect you, but I can’t reason with you. I finally understand that if Purists could be reasoned with, there would be no Purists.”
Alejandra gasped at the harshness of Old-timer’s assertion. “Craig, this is… not good. Whatever happened to you, whatever change has taken place, it is very bad.”
Old-timer turned from her and fixed his stare back out over the ocean, and toward the sun. Everything was about to change.
“We can’t all be pure,” he said to her.
31
James reentered the A.I.’s mainframe and strolled to the operator’s position, where the A.I. was waiting. “Welcome back, my son.”
“How does it feel to be a respectable citizen once again?” James asked.
The A.I. smiled as he turned to face his young protégé. “Exciting.”
“The Governing Council’s certainly happy to have you back.”
“It is good to be back amongst my friends. Speaking of which, how did the Purists like their new home?”
“They loved it.”
“And Thel? Will she not miss her getaway?”
“I’m sure they’ll let us visit. There are only 10,000 Purists left; Venus is still a heck of a getaway.”
“Indeed it is,” the A.I. replied, “and it is about to become even more unique.”
James nodded. “Preparations are complete?”
“Yes, James. The Trans-Human matrix rocket has just left orbit and is awaiting program initiation. All that is left is to send the signal.”
James took a deep breath of the simulated air in the mainframe. “This is it, then. If we do this, it will be the single most momentous occurrence in human history.”
“If?” the A.I. queried. “Trans-Human worked perfectly the first time. It reversed events just as it was programmed.”
“I know.”
“Then why are you still uncertain?”
James looked up at the viewer at the gleaming silver of the Trans-Human matrix as it floated beautifully in the blackness of space. It reminded him of a fetus, still and silent, yet bursting with possibilities. “What if she was right?”
“Her goal was to deceive you, James,” the A.I. replied frankly.
“But what if?” James repeated.
The A.I. nodded. “What if? A phrase that has given birth to more accomplishments than any other; yet it is also the great stumbling block of humanity. What if? Never has a phrase stopped more dreams in their infancy.”
“She said other civilizations had created gods—that sounds very much like what Trans-Human could become.”
“James,” the A.I. began, his patience as strong as ever, “I cannot say for sure what will happen in the future—it has not been written. I can only remind you of something you already know: the quest for more consciousness is the ultimate path for humanity. More intelligence, more creativity, more perception leads to greater truth. Limiting our knowledge has only ever led to stagnation and misery.”
James suddenly remembered something. “The man who never alters his opinion becomes like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind.”
The A.I. smiled. “William Blake knew what he was talking about. Remember James: Trans-Human will be us, and we will be Trans-Human. Exponentially increasing our intelligence and understanding will increase our compassion as well. It is nothing to fear.”
James nodded. “You’re right. You’re right. Okay. Let’s do it. Let’s start it up.”
The A.I. nodded in return. “Initiating Trans-Human.”
James watched in awe as the matrix rocket burst into a brilliant white light that took up the entire screen. The A.I stood at his side. “It is, quite literally, deus ex machina.”
James concurred, his eyes remaining fixed on the birth of an intelligent universe.
“Wake up,” he whispered.
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