The spaceship hovers above the ocean of milk.

 

"Is it safe to open the windows?" she asks.  

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"Absolutely the charts say its like earth minus the pollution". 

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Opening the windows she takes a breath of fresh air. Inhaling uncorrupted air and being in presence of pure natural elements. The only things being synthetic the spaceship and everything associated with it and the conditioned minds of the beings on it.  The ocean water surges and sloshes with a calm serenity. Its color is unlike regular oceanwater but more like milk. Not too white, translucent and with waterlike properties. 

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She is directing the people on her ship. Then points downward to an area on the hologram which shows their present position.  Slowly and surely the space people take their seats, and tie their belts. The ship gates are closed, airlocks initiated, shields reactivated. It launches upward now, then  nose dive straight into the ocean. The shuttle takes speed. The depths are filled with double, triple quadruple headed snakes that swim in every direction. 

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"Slow down we are approaching the floor, slow down!!!" she yells.

 

"I can't its like a magnet, brace yourselves"

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She is floating in the spaceship. Looking down she sees herself unconscious.  The crew members are in their seats unconscious just like her. But none of them float. 

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The emergency exit sign begins to flicker. She moves toward it. Being in space for many years probably trains the subtle body to float. Or maybe floating is intrinsic to us and that walking and running are the more difficult skills and we go about all our lives thinking that floating or flying is beyond ourselves. 

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Exiting the ship, she gains some biomechanical feeling that allows her to walk. She does not question it. Just flows with it and begins walking. The expanse is surrounded by the sea while the ground beneath her feet is made of sand. Further away is a giant snake like bed. This snake resembles those tiny ones observed while diving deep, the only difference being that this one has so many heads is huge and has its body wrapped in such a way that it resemble a bed with and its many heads resembling an umbrella. The snake itself is floating on the water. It looks like one of those inflatables with an umbrella. 

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There is a man with a bluish complexion lying on the snake as if he has been having a beach day everyday since his existence. Yes and that I me. Now I will say, that I look at her and she looks at me, wondering if I am who I truly am. But I let her ask anyway because, you know, its cool like that. 

 

"Are you Lord?" 

 

Please leave the pleasantries aside. I am no lord, or god head. I am the perfected version of every single soul. But I am very very old. I don't look it do I? Plus its hard to find me. Normally I live everywhere and every soul is basically a part of me so technically it should be easy to find me but oh well. Look at you. You made it this far with that ship of yours. Kudos ,to you. You have found vaikunth. Welcome to Vaikunth the domain of preservation.

 

You look like you have questions because I know you know who I am. So we will have a friendly conversation today to calm your nerves. Last time I chatted like this was few days ago, well I mean time works differently. So no it would not have be few earth days ago.  My buddy was going through some family stuff , powerful archer, had to kinda a nudge him to shoot his shot and then went to war against some family because they were bad, but his brother was also a little messed up and gambled everything away. Long story short I had to give him a talking to. Anywho... glad we're past that...

 

So, anyway since we're having a friendly conversation, you are my friend and friends call me "V" . I stole this line from this one earthling. Good painter. Loves Lo-fi music.  Oh wait, that is you isn't it? 

 

So we both can call each other V. Hope you're cool with that. I mean it shouldn't be an issue given that your soul is a part of me. Let's get on with this V.  

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Am I talking to myself? This omnipresence stuff is pretty meta you know? Like sometimes I look at humans on earth and I go "woahhh, thats me?" sometimes in amazement and awe and sometimes in resentment, regret, repulsion. But who cares, its leela.  I mean I care. Sometimes this leela stuff gets out of hand you know. Have to be super careful.  Am I sounding too cool? Let me know if you want me to sound like a god or if you want me to look like Saurabh Raj Jain. Gosh that guy can really act like me. I normally like to be in beach clothes and my flip-flops. You know sometimes when all this leela stuff is happening and I have to intervene, I really feel like a waterfront lifeguard. 

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"Can I just say, you sound like someone I know". 

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Oh of course, the bearded guy. Where is he I wonder? Let me think....Oh yes, he's going to be ash in a couple of seconds and ran out of gas. He's some distance away from the sun and the spacesuit shields are giving up too. Funny guy. Thinks he's going to look like a bottle of coca-cola an keeps thinkin and making jokes about gas.

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"Oh no... we must...I must...you must... someone should save him!"

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To be continued tomorrow... (Its going to get better)

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