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You may read the introductory chapter and glossary for Memories from Another Universe here on my blog.

Writings of the Victor Family

This story exists because of a Power. By the pervading energy of the Writings of the Victor Family, these memories from another universe have been (and will be) presented to several dimensions upon lethal rips along the space-time continuum. Presentation of their Truth is the first thing to ever be recorded by mechanically- capable beings. These phenomena are beautiful eyeball- and eardrum-bursting disturbances that some may describe as, "bright,” and, “loud," upon bestowing their magnificence, if it is not for their timely, unfortunate deaths. Species with histories of and tolerance to radiation exposure, ones who do not comprehend the experience, and those who have become neutral with energy, pose chance at survival. If any are to sustain themselves, they would then face the consequences of this Knowledge. The Victor Family claims no responsibility for any damages to galaxies or ultimate destinies of universes upon delivery of this information.

Structured to be conveniently perceivable, the provided wave of substance is easily deciphered into common language. An immensely complex theory of record bases in binary and progresses past Mandarin. It becomes for many a planet the acceleration of restoration, peace, betrayal, and destruction, including one in Via Lactea, Earth. American headlines called it The Math Equation from Heaven to Restore the Country and the World. In-the-know conspirators, after rolling their eyes at their own state of awe, opened their mouths again to harbor internal mayhem. Later, headlines would read different things.

It begins,

"There crash-landed onto this world an awesome spaceship in the first beginning delivering Victoria and Victor, the Mother and Father. They bore Victor II the Successor and Victoria II the Architect. Then by the energy of the planet Victor and Victoria propagated Brewers, Mercantiles, Shelios and Golds, to be cast aside to breed, live, and work for the good of the Family. The Victor Family is to remain incestuous and not associate sexually with any one lesser. Purpose is preservation of the untainted line of the Great Family. After 333 days and nights the world will be harvested and a new ship will be ready for our descendants in the Thirteenth Generation to continue our legacy in the next beginning."

The entirety of the Writings of the Victor Family may be found elsewhere. They are extensive, and although altogether insightful, extensively boring. It continues, around the end of the preamble,

"These writings are to be preserved of the Family, by the Family, and for the Family alone. They are to be remembered and sustained upon each Thirteenth Generation's destruction of the world. Upon reform new Writings shall be Written."

A mildly interesting segment appears, briefly. It does not give explanation, nor further insight than a warning, "Among the exiles there sleeps a goodness chosen to interfere, one who is one with herself; although she stumbles in weakness, she may come to find Power." This is her story.

It is clear upon finding other memories from this universe that the Victors were inconspicuous leaders. As rule and reign were unspecified, no order ordered, people lived, mostly peacefully, hearing no more say than of an old name on the by. A silent Power proved itself proficient. And by the deterioration of Knowledge throughout the generations, this pressure-clogged planet at large hadn't an inkling what the hell was ever happening.

Please consult the glossary for translative associations.

Glossary

Earth-American

Bloem (bloém, bloom)

Humans as carbon-based life forms are water-dependent, as the people of this world are fungus-dependent. Bloem is alive, essential, and availably growing in any area of the world. Found in patches, people eat bloem constantly, between every other indulgence and more if possible, to sustain their living beings. Without balanced chemical equation, it is ever-changing, ever-evolving, and evolutionarily necessary for the growth of the people. They have no thirst or need to drink, no access to water, nor any desire thereof; people only need bloem, or its juice, as a basic.

Ingestion of bloem is a different refreshing emotion depending on the evolved genesis of the plant. A person learns, (or remembers, arguably,) the truth, in a new light of sense. These situationally appropriate emotions always existed within the people, and the bloem is a reminder of the capabilities of change. A world revolving around bloem is an ever-changing world.

As this is not of a specific genus, patches of any shape or color, (usually found ripe at three to four inches tall, in many different textures, and with various shades and tints,) all wear individual patterns at close glance, similar to a human fingerprint. Although generally easy to identify, some poisonous plants disguise themselves similarly to what bloem might look like. Ingesting these hazardous plants can be sickening or fatal. If the plants appear to have a common growth pattern at close look then it is not a bloem patch. To distinguish properly one must look for different prints on the growths.

Growth

Writings of the Victor Family propose that in the most recent beginning of their time-space the inbred Family cast aside the Brewers, Mercantiles, Shelios and Golds. Memories indicate ancient peoples were more in touch with Knowledge than their descending counterparts.

Tales since the most recent beginning of the ancient Brewers, Mercantiles, Shelios and Golds were forgotten, remembered, tainted, maimed, switched, turned, twisted, belittled, perverted, misunderstood and entirely misrepresented as the generations that preceded them intermixed and changed everything. Possible truths trail through false tales from similar general knowledge. The interbreeds stretched to the edges of the solid and some proceeded on great ships to venture the liquid sea. Over-breeding and overpopulation caused both the cultivation and expansion of this discivilization.

In the most recent beginning, the ancient Brewers, Mercantiles, Shelios and Golds soon dissolved their essences in the fungus around them. Their physical attributes and emotional tendencies changed. Each sought new methods of plant evolution. Nectars and syrups of bark and root and butters and jellies of berry-like fruit were harvested under the light of day by branches, stems, leaves, buds, and seeds; any bite-sized bit would please. Energy evolved.

When energy is exerted it is also inverted to balance* at the Center with whatever it might encounter.

Day and Night

A giant cloud protects the inhabitants from a view of what sheds light and darkness for equal amounts of time. A day and night sequence on this planet is roughly a year on Earth; a bit under six months for each consecutively. From the Northern Waters and the bottom of eastern Northland can be seen, briefly, a perspective of the unknown capacity of these great shifts. Though few have witnessed this angle of the light shifts, all have heard a version of it through stories. Travelers describe the great land woven into the vast sea as it becomes suddenly ignited, or so suddenly black that even with this wide view it would take a moment for eyes to adjust. Less level-headed men may lose their minds upon display of this proportion. It is dangerous to think too much. The nature of light and darkness is near complete disregard, what with all the cloudiness.

Day comes and goes and comes and goes in just enough time to make one feel they've been waiting forever and the quarry may never rise again. Then there it is: either illumination or an obscuring darkness, fluctuating in the blink of an eye, whether one's ready for it or not. People do not have historic accounts, only stories, and the count of days and nights since the first story had been told was long ago miscalculated by the public, and given up on. Day and night are assumed mere coincidences, unnumbered and insignificant; simply accepted.

Shelio (she-lee-oo)

Relatable to creatures found on Earth, shelio are mammal-like; smaller than a bear and potential to be equally as fierce, with wool as soft as a vicuñas. They've the loyalty and manner of a dog. Bred in farms in the middle of south Southland, this species is used mostly by people as both a trade commodity and for general protection. Sometimes they are used to pull heavy loads, but not overworked. They're frequently supportive of a friend's (usually individual shelio's or person's) best interests and commonly present in exchanges. People's general perception is of an ally with no disrespect. Stories go that in less crowded times people tried to teach shelio more intelligent ways, such as talking, walking upright and building fire, but the creatures seemed completely incapable, undeveloped of essential digits, and lacking of speech tones other than growls. Nevertheless they're eager to give help, particularly to those with whom they have had close contact. More stories say that it is possible to gain the trust of a shelio instantly, and also to lose it instantly. Mistreatment or disrespect of shelio, although instances are rare, have been heard to result in disloyalty and vengeance. Perhaps since they are massively outnumbered, it is more likely for a one to fight another shelio than to attack a person, who, if alone, might only win if in possession of a weapon. Unlike people, shelio commonly mate for life. Most cases provide only one offspring per mating season for a shelio couple (twins rare) in the prime years of their life only, which averages out to 2.5 pups per parents. It is averaged that one-fifth die before reproducing so demographically the shelio population remains nearly the same day-to-day. It is also said that the behavior of shelio bred in the "wild," (outside a farm,) tends to be more rambunctious and harder to control than ones bred in captivity and are therefore of lesser and higher trade values, but there is no undisputed feature of evidence to conclude the validity of that assumption.

Birds

Flying accumulated energy with a wingspan, birds are prey of shelio and people, which results in their near extinction. Through a few generations of breeding birds fill skies, and duly, finding unclaimed feathers is rare. Memories stipulate them as quite delicious turned over a fire. Defined dominantly by bird wars, the era of the bird was fruitful, destructive, then associatively destructive.... People first fought over who would eat the birds, then later quarreled over the outstanding benefit of birds being eaten at all.

 

Mosquitoes

Mosquito is the collective name for all types of insects. They are rumored to be born independently of fungus, and not bred. According to memory, their population and evolution is increasing by lack of birds. Insects sense fearful energy of irrational people who don't want their bite or sting; mosquitoes are wary of their lives and defensive in these exponentially dangerous situations of phobia.

Cart (An invention, briefly)

First there was built the basic box, to put things in. Then there was built the wheel; a circular device one may set their box on, in order to push or pull quantities of items for trade, instead of carrying everything in a box. Wheels are large and carts narrow to navigate the uneven ground.

Innovation is kept simple; the easier it may be to familiarize with and utilize, the easier it is to teach, and continue. As adaptations differed and separated, common customs thrived in elementariness.

Brazilian Portuguese

Cafuné

The act of tenderly running one's fingers through someone's hair

A bit about the book

Memories from Another Universe dabbles in a dimension of science fiction for your own interpretation.  The meaning is hidden between the lines of poetry for advanced readers to create their own portrayal of wonder.  A story of destined adventure unfolds as Gabriela discovers her purpose is to leave chance to will, and energy spirals as the Powers let them.

This is the blog of...

This is the blog of Portland author Jessica Weiss.  (This is therealjessicaweiss if there is ever any question.)  You may email me at therealjessicaweiss@yahoo.com or view any number of my pages, starting with my Facebook: http://facebook.com/lucidindulgence/about on which you can find a link to my website, which has links to more links of all sorts of fun pages about this author, including twitter, flickr and tumblr.  Now that Memories is finally being self-published, I feel the desire to expand my online presence.  This blog will be the primary source for my newest pieces of writing I choose to share on a consecutive basis.  Please check back for updates on publication dates, or to find an interesting poem or blog entry.

Available Online Summer 2013

Destined to interfere with the silent Powers at be, one girl's epic mental and physical journey is translated by poetry in Memories from Another Universe.  This story comes from a different dimension, in a world of fungus-based life forms, where wanderers harvest and trade. There are no permanent homes, nor market systems, only encounters.  Gabriela is determined to find her purpose among them.

As the Victor Family prepares for the world's destruction, Knowledge is camouflaged in plain sight, itching to be discovered.  Wondering if she is lost, impulsively Gabriela is attracted to completing her destined journey.​
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The planet of fungus-fermenting creatures is so clogged with energy they're absorbed into it, doomed to the meaning of their own interpretations.

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