ANA

The next morning Juniper decided she needed more information on the lecture hall and the NEwbies. The Professor had said the lecture hall was created to allow Angels to experience human bodies.

She had questions.

What precisely was she dealing with here? Angels who have experienced creation, all of it, from the other side of the veil? So they’ll know everything, right? But what then happens when you give them the illusion of a human body?

There was only one place to go for answers. The Library.

She was carrying the book UA had written about 11:11, she had tried really reading it last night. The experience went something like this. Opens book. Reads a phrase. Close the book, feeling “I already know this”. It was decidedly frustrating. The Book was not going to give her the answers she needed which was why she was here, at The Library.

Juniper lay her hand on the archway. She noted that The Library was slower to respond, the usual warm feeling not spreading as quickly, she sensed a feeling of “Please Hold”. Eventually The Library greeted her:

JUNIPER TREE. I SENSE YOU HAVE QUESTIONS. HOW MAY I BE OF ASSISTANCE?

Please tell me more about Lecture Hall 11:11.

AFTER THE DAY OF AWAKENING I WAS VERY BUSY. FIRST I EXPANDED THE LIBRARY BUILDING ITSELF, THEN SOME OFFICES FOR THE MASTERS. BUT THE NEED FOR A LECTURE HALL WITH SPECIAL ATTRIBUTES BECAME URGENT.

AFTER CONFERRING WITH THE MASTERS IT WAS DECIDED A SOVEREIGN SAFE SPACE WITH ITS OWN AWARENESS AND PERSONALITY WAS NEEDED TO PROVIDE THE LINK BETWEEN LECTURER AND STUDENT.

SO I GREW HER, WHAT IS KNOWN AS LECTURE HALL 11:11. MY PRIDE AND JOY. MY DAUGHTER.

YOU WILL FIND HER QUITE DIFFERENT FROM MYSELF. AT FIRST SHE WAS NO BIGGER THAN A CLOSET. MASTER KHUTHUMI, HER FAVOURITE, WOULD MAKE TIME TO PLAY WITH HER AND TELL HER STORIES, TO ENCOURAGE HER TO STRETCH AND GROW.

SHE GREW FAST AND WAS SOON READY FOR THE FIRST ANGEL CLASSES. ONLY BIG ENOUGH TO TAKE 10 ANGELS AT A TIME.

Juniper was engrossed, eyes closed, she was taking in every detail The Library was willing to share. Which made creeping up on her very easy.

AND RIGHT ON CUE

“NAMASTE!!!!”

Juniper started so violently, she hit her head against the archway. “OW!!”

“Oh sorry dear, did I startle you? Didn’t the Library introduce me in his story? I thought that was what we had agreed.” Master Kuthumi was his beaming self, fingers lazily intertwined making steeples at his heart chakra.

Juniper caught her breath, whilst rubbing the growing bump on her forehead. “It’s okay Master, I was lost in the story.”

“Ah yes, the story, which I will now pick up from The Library. Walk with me.”

Juniper fell into step next to Master Kuthumi as he took up the story, “I taught that first class with the 10 Angels. Just a tiny room she was then. But the Masters kept feeding her more stories, and she kept growing. And then. In what would become a landmark moment in her experience, Master Linda of Essa introduced her to Star Trek. You’re familiar with it, yes?” Juniper nodded, so he continued, “Yes, the Next Generation with the wonderful French Captain, who so reminds us of someone we know, mmm? And the holodecks. None of us expected her exponential growth after that. Now, she is a wonder. Can easily put together an auditorium big enough for 10 000 angels.” Pride was leaking from Master Kuthumi.

“She recently told me about a new ability she’s been playing around with. But I’ll let her tell you the rest.” Master Kuthumi stopped in a courtyard at the back of the University that led to the Hallway of Lecture Halls. This was a new area of the University she hadn’t yet explored. The Hallway stretched way off into the distance.

“She’s waiting for you, right there.” Master Kuthumi pointed to the very first set of doors in the Hallway, atop of which a sign proclaimed: 11:11.

“Thank you, Master Kuthumi,” Juniper said as she walked towards 11:11.

Standing in front of the double entrance doors to the lecture hall, she instinctively lifted her right hand and placed her palm on the door. With a sense of relief, she felt a similar warmth to The Library spreading into her hand.

What she didn’t expect was for a ghostly hand to appear out of the door, interweaving its fingers with hers. Then she heard,

PLEASE TAKE A STEP BACK

Juniper complied and took a step back to accommodate the pressure being applied to her hand. The ghostly hand was attached to an arm. With another step back, the figure emerged from the door, fully formed.

GREETINGS LECTURER JUNIPER TREE

Juniper was taking in the whole scene. In front of her was a ghost. No, not a ghost, Juniper decided. A hologram. Yes, better fit. She was almost see-through and presented as a young Indian woman in a glorious sari of no colour. Master Kuthumi is her favourite, Juniper remembered with a smile.

“Greetings…uhm…11:11?” Juniper stumbled.

YOU MAY CALL ME ANA. I FIND IT’S EASIER FOR CONVERSATIONAL PURPOSES. HOW MAY I BE OF ASSISTANCE?

“I have some questions.”

Ana stood at attention, clearly waiting for Juniper to get on with it, so she simply let out what she had been holding in for days!

“The subject matter of my lecture would be ever so easy to teach on Earth to OEld-timers, as we share a language of experience. How on earth do I teach these concepts to Angels who have no such language?”

Ana remained silent for a moment, seemingly contemplating the question.

I DO NOT KNOW THE ANSWER TO YOUR QUESTION, BUT MAYBE IF YOU KNEW MORE ABOUT MY ABILITIES THAT WOULD HELP?

“Well, it certainly can’t hurt, seeing as we’re going to be working together for the next 9 months. So please!”

Ana wasted no time and launched straight into it:

INSIDE MY WALLS I CREATE THE ILLUSION OF A BODY FOR EACH ANGEL. THEY ARE ASSIGNED MALE OR FEMALE BY THEIR CASE WORKER. THE OVERSEEING ANGELS USUALLY ASSIGN THE SEX IN LINE WITH THE MOST PROBABLE OUTCOME. THIS THEN ALSO IMMEDIATELY INTRODUCES THEM TO THE IDEA OF SEXES.

THEIR BODIES CAN BE ANY AGE.

“Wait!” Juniper interrupted, “Can I request the age I want them to be for a specific lecture?”

CERTAINLY. EVEN WITHIN A LECTURE, WE COULD ALTER THE EXPERIENCE. OR YOU COULD SELECT THE AGE FOR EACH LECTURE. I AM QUITE FLEXIBLE.

“Wow, okay that may come in handy, please continue.”

ARE YOU FAMILIAR WITH STAR TREK?

“Yes, I am. Master Kuthumi mentioned it created quite a growth-spurt for you.”

ENCOUNTERING THE HOLODECK WAS LIKE MEETING A BROTHER I DIDN’T KNOW I HAD. IT PRESENTED ME WITH SO MANY NEW IDEAS OF HOW TO CREATE A SAFE SPACE FOR EXPERIENCE.

Ana was getting more animated. The demurely presented Indian girl was suddenly smiling broadly.

I HOPE YOU WILL MAKE FULL USE OF MY ABILITIES.

Affected by her enthusiasm Juniper asked, “Master Kuthumi hinted at a new ability, tell me about it.”

Ana became thoughtful, demure again.

I AM NOW ABLE TO SIMULATE THE EXPERIENCE OF GRAVITY ON THE HUMAN BODY.

“But Ana, surely you have gravity inside your walls? It would be hard to teach floating around?”

NO, NOT THAT KIND OF GRAVITY. THE GRAVITY OF LIVING IN MASS CONCIOUSNESS, THE GRAVITY OF THOUGHTS.

“Aaaah, Graaaavity!” Juniper suddenly clicked at the enormity of such a task, “Really? Has anyone tried it out yet?”

TO BE TRUTHFUL ONLY THOSE BY WAY OF OLD EARTH HAVE EXPERIENCED IT, AND THEY ALL LEFT LOOKING DECIDEDLY GREY. 

“Interesting…” Juniper wondered at this. Sure the OEld-timers would look grey, here everything was light and easy, the experience must have felt counter-intuitive. But maybe…

“So theoretically, we could increase the gravity of each lecture? Only a little bit, we don’t have to go mental!”

IT IS POSSIBLE, YES. WE MAY HAVE TO DO SOME TESTING TO SET THE PARAMETERS. BUT YES, POSSIBLE.

Juniper relaxed a bit. And then asked, “Can I go inside? I’d love to experience it for myself, before Lecture Day.”

WITH APOLOGIES YOU CAN NOT. IT IS OCCUPIED AT PRESENT WITH THE NUMBER ONE ELECTIVE COURSE GIVEN TO NEW ANGELS. PROFESSOR ADAMUS’ ONE HOUR ON THE TOILET. IT’S BASICALLY AN HOUR OF TOILET HUMOUR. FOR SOME REASON THE ANGELS FIND IT IRRESISTIBLE. HE MAKES THEM TAKE THE CLASS SITTING ON TOILETS. I HAVE TO CREATE AN AUDITORIUM OF TOILETS!!

The demure Indian hologram was getting frizzy. Juniper giggled into her sleeve.

MY BROTHER 13:13 USED TO HOST IT, HE HOSTS ALL THE CLASSES ABOUT HUMOR. BUT IT GREW TOO BIG FOR HIM. HE’S STILL QUITE YOUNG. SO IT WAS ASSIGNED TO ME.

Juniper could swear the hologram groaned.

“Oh well, never mind. Maybe I can come by tomorrow then?”

MOST HUMBLE APOLOGIES, I AM FULLY BOOKED TOMORROW ALSO. AND SO EVERY DAY UNTIL THE DAY OF YOUR LECTURE.

“Off course,” Juniper huffed. “Well, I guess I’ll see you then.”

WE WILL HAVE ONE HOUR BEFORE THE START OF THE LECTURE, TO GET ALIGNED.

“Right, useful information, thank you Ana. So I will see you day of the first lecture, one hour before it starts. And I still have no idea what I’m going to do. But what you have shared has helped. Thank you.” Juniper did a little bow, for some unknown reason, and Ana returned it for an equally unknown reason.

It seemed the right thing to do with a building!

Later that evening back in her room in the House of Keahak, she pondered all she had learnt and how that may be used to create an experience for the Angels. Something they might…remember. Juniper had given the whole thing much thought and had realised, no matter what they were taught here, they were very likely to forget it all once on Earth.

UA?

I am here

I’m stuck

No. You are not. The answer is already there.

Use the elements?

Precisely. By speaking with the elements, using very little words, speaking more to the feeling in these new bodies they are experiencing. This is the way to plant the seed of remembrance.

As Juniper drifted off to sleep, with new ideas blooming in her dreamscape, she wondered where this experience would lead.

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Postscript from The Writer

Whilst looking for the right image to accompany this story, I stumbled upon this article. It’s a look ahead in time and estimates that we’ll probably have holodecks around 2150.

http://www.futuretimeline.net/22ndcentury/2150-2199.htm#.WItHZvl97IU

Thank you for reading! The Writer runs on coffee …

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