May 15th, 2552 The Application of Theoretical Physics
Test Pilot/ Part-time mechanic/un-diplomatic Diplomat, Kat James Reporting
Fipps is in his element now, he’s figured out that the travel between realities is only the tip of the iceberg and it’s given him something to work with.
We haven’t talked about the kiss – it’s like something that happened on a different plane of existence I guess. Nice, but not here.
I’ve realized that this ‘multi-layered’ existence isn’t just the way they live, or think – it’s what they are. Their words, when they use them have multiple levels and for them, I’m not really older or younger me – I’m just me and while I’ve seen my death – to them I am still alive and well and always will be.
To them, I didn’t die, I just changed my state. This revelation led to another migraine when I managed to shift between our reality and theirs and I caught another glimpse of the fleet – past and future – arriving and departing, exploring and blowing up – it was profound, but again, our minds can’t handle things being that splintered and the shards had to fit somewhere.
All I know is I woke up on my back, with Aziz patting my chest and Lilbit rubbing his head against my chin. It feels like I’m not getting anywhere, but according to Fipps, I was gone for twenty minutes this time.
It would seem that time as we know it gets left behind– kind of its own temporal distortion.