A Future Wilderness

   "A Future Wilderness", by R. Weldon Smith 

 a part from  Chpt 9 - MSGFM - beginning at page 65

Gnak helped Dr. Ahnendeau get up from his chair, and the three men glided silently through the halls of the university chambers to the front door, where Gnak, and Dr. Ahnendeau found the exit to the left, and the Reverend Innocae ambled over to the receptionist, and said "will you post my messages on my bulletin board, please?"

"I’ve got a few that you’ll be interested in seeing Dr. Innocae. The rest were forwarded to the auto-reply servers. Most of the messages were from communicators asking for a story, but a couple are from committeemen, and one is from your wife."

"I’ll take that one here, hon. Can you pull it up, and send it to this screen, please?"

"Sure, Dr. Innocae. My pleasure."

Mrs. Innocae had left a message with the receptionist earlier during her husbands lecture. The strain upon their marriage was from sheer peer pressure. The communicators, who found a working marriage to be an oddity in the highly singular society of the NAFTA alliance hounded the Innocae family. But, she was a God fearing woman, and had given her heart, willing to serve the Lord, and uphold her faithful committment to J. P. She was a rare jewel.

"Have you been out in this fog, J. P.? It’s like a primordial soup", Kayewa was saying. "I can’t see fifty feet beyond the hedges here. Be careful, dear, and make it home safely, honey. I love you. Bye."

J.P. had made the same committments to Kayewa when they exchanged their vows in a rare, and over-orchestrated wedding, labeled by the communicators as an unlikely wedding of the century. His theological studies had taught him about the old world, before the Earth had began it’s drift off into space.

No one had calculated the force needed to push the Earth from it’s planar elliptical orbit around the sun. It wasn’t ever questioned why the solar system rotated in a 2-dimensional circle. But, by human error, the discovery was introduced as a theory that the gravitational balance that held the Earth in a constant orbit around our solar system worked in a 2-dimensional plane, and that by the law of equal and opposite forces, a planet could be forced from it’s orbital path by the introduction of a 3^rd axis force to the plane of rotation. It could only happen from upon the Earth itself, since by mathematical models it was shown the Earth was in a constant acceleration away from a straight line. The same model mathematically described use of the tangents to a circle.

         A Future Wilderness, by R. Weldon Smith

  a part from Chpt 17- The Omen  - starting at pg 121

The ITC had not excluded the occult, or the bizzare from their search for the God constant. Throughout history, governments have called upon soothsayers, who claim to be able to see events, spoken to them, or illustrated to them in trances, dreams, envisioned by telepathy, or other weird phenomenon.

The meeting was adjorned, with the minutes recording the incidences between Amolush, Innocae, and Chopinsky. They had parted in separate directions after the meeting. Everything had seemed to be in accordance with the ITC’s regulations of non-intrusive cooperation. The developing of the mathematical models for calling the Spirit algorithyms used "fuzzy" logic based upon belief systems, of which some parameters would be ignored by the operating system, and others would be given priority. Flow charts of the program’s language began to show how channels taken in paths of code could prevent returning a value, hence there existed a value that could not be represented. They called it the God constant.

As he arrived home to greet his wife, Kayewa came out to the hover dock chamber, as the inner doors were closing, and put her hand under his arm, as if to have him escort her back inside the terrace chamber.

"How did it go?"

"Oh, the usual lecture I prepare. . .you know."

"I know."

"There was a visiting astrologer, who surprised me, though."

"Tell me about it."

"The woman claimed to be in contact with a dark spirit. She said that it was following me, and identified itself as an ancient spirit that I would know."

"Do you?"

"Well, my darling wife, you & I have spoken of Oldham’s fiddle, and why it should be preserved. Do you remember the stories?"

"Yes, J.P. I love it when you are telling those old stories."

"Well, there must be something to them, after all. What do you think?"

"I think that this woman knows something about the fiddle, and is making up a story of her own."

"That sounds logical. It’s possible that she was putting on a hoax. But, these meetings are very high profile think tanks that require high level security clearances to attend. Someone gave her a creditable authentication to be there. She wouldn’t risk her clearance to pull a hoax on me, I don’t think. Do you think there is something to it?"

"Dear, tell me exactly what she said about you", Kayewa said to J.P. as she looked sweetly into his eyes.

He looked deep in her eyes. Reflecting from the window of her pupils, he imagined seeing the gnashing of teeth, and of tormented souls, being stripped of their flesh. J.P. gasped.

"What is it, dear?"

"Oh my God. What have I done?"

Kayewa, and J.P. spent the evening in self-reflection, humbling themselves in the study of the bible, and sharing scriptures with each other. Her husband was tense with anxiety, as Kayewa finally concluded, "She really got to you, didn’t she?"

  "A Future Wil