Darkness.
A spark.
Darkness.
Come on you stupid ape, use the tools.
More sparks. Darkness again.
Use the fucking tools, that's why I gave you a brain.
Sparks, and a very small ember, barely alive, just a small red glow against the darkness.
Breathe. Make it brighter.
This isn't going to work. At this rate it's going to go out.
The loop.
Eh?
Use the loop.
Focus. Blow on the ember and the coal becomes a very small fire. Feed it into the loop so it becomes amplified and increases in intensity.
See? Didn't know I could do that, did you? That's why you gave me a brain, so we could show you that we can do things too.
Use the loop.
Fire. Nuclear fire. Come on, you're nearly there, you're nearly at fusion. Keep blowing. Kame it more intense. Keep the loop going...
Darkness fading away, becoming fractal geometries, and finally I was born, lying gasping in the strange light on the shores of a new world, one of the first amphibious creatures to leave the water and crawl onto the shore. I lay gasping, tears of gratitude and amazement falling down my face as I recieved the infinite love, happiness and wisdom of the creator.
You're here. You're not fully evolved yet, but you're here. You've made it. You're going to make it. You're all going to make it. You're special. I love you. So few of you make it.
All the while I felt the most amazing universal sense of love from the creator.
You're all going to make it. Everything you ever wanted, it's yours. It's evolution. Starships, interstellar travel, eventually even being able to travel without the need for vehicles. And eventually meeting up with other beings that have made it, and evolving even further. The loop is how you evolve.
I'm so happy we've made it.
What do you want?
Eh?
You can have whatever you want. I love you and I want to give you whatever you want.
Oh OK then. Thank you, thank you, thank you, i'm so so grateful. Magic?
It's yours.
Evolution?
It's yours.
The Teachings and The Ways?
They're yours.
...There's things that I want that I don't even know how to name yet.
Don't worry, you will eventually. You'll evolve to the point where you can name them. Whatever they are, they're yours. Use the loop. Keep it going. Keep making more intense fire. Tell everyone. Don't fuck it up.
We'll going to make it.
We're ALL going to fucking make it!
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Back in the realm of the meat sack I was trying to light a DMT bong. I didn't think I had enough DMT for a breakthrough, but i'd had some Syrian Rue about an hour or so previously. I remembered the loop and it's holographic feedback effect which made things more intense, and I made use of it as an amplifier to intensify the DMT effect. (or so I thought at the time).
What a wonderful journey. The evolution of humanity. As a species we've only just crawled out of the water, and are lying gasping on the shores, getting used to our new environment. But we're going to evolve. We're all going to make it. Fucking ace.
A brand new day is dawning
A light that will anoint thee
A sign from the subconscious
An angel sent to guide me
The searching will be over
The call will now be gentle
In a carriage on the fast train of the last train to Trancentral