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« Reply #1 on: November 12, 2011, 12:19:23 » |
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In some theology, the Akashic Record goes by the term or name "Vastralane". Like a 'vast astral pathway'. In my experience with accessing it, ok, I'll have to explain.
In the shadow world, back when it was a Brainwave base in my imagination, not saying I owned it, it's just part of the learning process, well, my Boss discovered that the Gathare Corporation was mining crystal at a mine in the south, I think it was the south. His weather ballon/spy satellite had detected that there was an 'abnormally large crystal' located at the mine. I was sent to investigate, destroy the Gathare operation, and guard the crystal until what droids that remained could come and take it away.
So I got there, started attacking, I noticed that they had a freighter already half loaded with payload of crystal, and I thought, "Hey, I'll just steal their freighter." This was Brane territory, after all, and the Gathare are planet reavers. They even strip the soil, leaving a rotten, polluted, barren wasteland in their wake. So, I was attacking the sentry guns, bringing them down, their soldiers were easy targets, they couldn't stand up to my 'refined crystal' amplified psionics. I got into the mine, and found the massive crystal.
A real hard ass was what I encountered next. I couldn't face him, he was just too strong. In desperation, I searched for a way out, but the static gas was filling the mine. The gas prevented teleportation and portals from being used. I heard a voice, "Quickly! Get inside!!" and I noticed a bright light inside of the huge crystal. Touching it, I activated my warp sphere. That gas was designed to explode with nuclear detonation on the sensation of a warp field or energy. The crystal sucked me into itself, and the enemy was badly damaged by the resulting explosion. I escaped, now, where was I???
Slightly drained of energy, I was floating in a MASSIVE space. I looked into it. There were 'craft' that looked like bloated knives, with yellow lights on them. The color of the space was an undefinable reddish purple. Almost like a hyper space from some TV shows or movies. I flew down to one of the craft, and immediately, robotic tendrils sucked me down into the craft. I was tranquilized immediately, fighting it, I couldn't stay conscious.
When I woke up, about five to ten minutes later, I was strapped to a surgical apparatus/chair. A good looking man with trimmed dark hair wearing a mix between a business suit and medical labcoat was standing there. He explained the situation basically as follows.
"You have reached the Vastralane. This is a symbol of the Akashic Record. We monitor the entire spatial grid, and all temporal ordinates. For every single (zero) point of the Universe, there is a craft with over two hundred dedicated personelle working full time without rest to gauge, analyze, and map the Universal system. All of our ships are in constant communication with the other ships, and we relay information at all times concerning every single event that occurs. We are not responsible for the Universal vibrations, we only know that we must safeguard the ordinates. The grid is at stake, that, is why we brought you here."
So events went into play from there, the story continued.
It seems that this is a science fiction representation of the Akashic Record. If you can imagine something like that, then you might have a chance at understanding the simplicity of Universal existence. It could be hyper space, I don't know. As the doctor said, it was a 'symbol of the record'. Just think, for every point, every zero point fluctuation, there is a ship watching it, gauging it. For every atom, there is a ship. For every chemical compound or molecule of some structure, there is a ship. For every fly, every person, there is a ship, watching them, but under strict orders from some on high command to never interfere unless absolutely necessary. Also, potentially, there is a deeper level where there is a ship for every particle point AT each moment of temporal incidence. And with each craft having two hundred people, various rooms, rec rooms, coffee shops, beds for these poor people, gardens for food, and medical equipment and scanners, then what about THOSE people? Do they also have a craft that watches them?
Beyond that, I really can't say what the Akashic Record is. Apparently it's the imprint on time, and it leaves a residual tracer that repeats itself in an entropy frequency cycle. Old memories fade away, unless the residual is braced with a new imprint to interlink. New memories are created, and leave a fresh imprint on the substantial encompassing of the original stasis zone. That's all I know about it.
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