Log 8 / by Keres

‘You’re familiar with my theorem?’

‘Of course,’ he peered into her eyes.

‘Okay, it’s like that, the data transmission. A holographic overlay. A reflection from the side of the Universe where this Wall is,’ she hushed her voice. ‘It’s mirrored. It transmits. Everything we do is reflected through the HoloPlane. It’s run through a Transmitter. The logarithms are produced. Time lines are assembled. When one outclipses the others-’ she looked at him.

‘It gets transmitted here, we relay the data,’ he paused, nodding. ‘Free Will. They have the choice to transmit new signals and physical acts and decisions. But I assume…’

‘Only so much matter and energy - so negotiations cannot be used as stalling tactics. The Holograph will overlay a physical plane, redirecting the transfer of energy, data, and matter.’

‘It builds a new layer?’

‘Exactly, like a cellular layer of reality.’