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There are many things happening, but Assund wants tamers to understand why. Not in terms of purpose or quality of the actions, but why Amne and Cinaed are doing so much, and how they find so many things to do.
“It’s because they practice.” Assund refers to the skill of living, so the tamers know where to start. Not at the spectacle, but the self. “That’s the thing my teammates and me care about. Your presence, your peace, your power, are all the same and all come from the same place.”
Assund is the only approachable person among them, but the excessive precision detailing of Cinaed and the scattered sharp decisiveness of Amne are great observable actions for others to see what Assund talks about, and what he does to live in his own way.
“What we do is only possible after all the intricacies of the self are clear, and the understanding and life in every moment is distinct.”
Assund and his teammates work toward the middle of the Trees, merging into one as the Trees have. One by one, they create entities made of self, use them to detain loose explosive entities emerging from the colliding Trees, then seal the neutralized energy in containers.
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Noddon had to hunch over to speak because of the energy blast she absorbed in her stomach. “I didn’t know what to do and panicked. A glimpse of reaction exploded it when I noticed my attachment to the idea that I could do awesome things with that power. This was bound to happen.”
Gemechu mocked Noddon while helping her get melted specs of Tree residue out of her hair and off her skin. They left glowing patches on her arms and belly.
“I almost exploded myself but just destroyed the furniture.” He joked and posed. “Don’t worry, exploding out of curiosity was in my notes so I knew it would happen.”
“It really was though!” Noddon laughed hard and it hurt. “I need to tune myself again soon.”
“Not unless I’m there to stop you when this is about to happen again. Got it?” Gemechu got a look of ‘maybe that’s a good idea’ from her.
Amne burst through the door with a few other tamers. “Look! Noddon did what I was telling you the other day. Touch power and misery at the same time and you get smashed between them. Just what you should expect, but Noddon lived! She’s just too awesome.”
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The entity sat in Gendmau’s hand when he was finished. A tree stretching up and away from its roots in him. Every branch breaking down, infinitely dynamic and small, certainly reaching every corner of the World but only perceived as heat and light frozen in its place in the network of fire and frequencies we call energy. The power of a person contained the only way it can be. The watchful lens to life’s ocean, and touching the water.
He put the entity in its container and slotted it back into his belt. A piece of chaotic geometry now an extension of him.
“Take the river of awareness.” He told the tamers. “Stay on it, and calmness is yours. Watch it go, and you will go with it. When you come back, you’ll know what you never thought to imagine, and how possible it is when you learn to live it.”
While demonstrating the technique for the teams at the camp, one of them commented that it was a lot like something they saw elsewhere. A city halfway across the World, where they didn’t diffuse the tree, but absorbed it.
The team of Amne and Cinaed wasn’t involved.
Gendmau set course for it.
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Noddon learned this with only a bit of guidance from me, and others have now seen the impossible become possible.
“What are we practising later?” Gemechu asked me then joined Noddon to suit up with taming equipment for the morning course.
Noddon was giggling to herself, then sharpened her posture to look at me.
“Aelthe! I’d like to try one of your courses again, if you don’t mind putting one together today.” She seemed more intimidated by me than usual.
“I can do that.” I answered softly. “Just remember this about everything you find in life, Noddon.”
I touched life’s ocean, and the energy of my breath alone shone off the back wall of the store. Noddon followed, returning to pure awareness.
I grinned at that. “Everything is possible, yet not anything is guaranteed.”
“This is why everything feels intense with you around, Aelthe.” Gemechu was right. Him and Noddon laughed.
I watched them leave the store, enjoying their steadiness to keep going, and knew then that I could do more on my end. I could help them bring up and meet even more of their own potential, if only I could learn how to do it more for myself first.
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Emereldu didn’t have a bold presence in the group. He moved with a flow through it, and the awareness at that level always leaves him completely undisturbed by the shifts taking place around him. Clear, at peace, knowing in freedom. He stood, others hardly noticed, but space still opened for him like the World waited.
“The current will continue either way. I know this doesn’t solve anything, whether it’s the mystery of them rising or providing an explanation for why it will be well from here, but the quality of the Elementals allow their safekeeping no matter what takes place.”
Others wondered what Emereldu saw, and what he wanted to do, if anything. He sensed the room within himself to not touch on the surface, but go deeper. No mention of action or mitigating the worrisome tendencies of the few in discussion. With clarity of movement, the rest always falls away from people.
“This will turn out decently to some degree if we do our best. It might be vague and not satisfactory as a response now at an apparent level, but it’s all we’ve got with our paths. It’s the basic fundamental truth of every matter, choice, or situation that can be made through us.”
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Fud spoke loud without looking at the sisters behind her. “The teacher we’re going after in Eckho Taon is supposed to be able to move the whole body of air in a massive field if they want to. If that’s true, I wonder what the rest of the people there can do.”
Verdandi shouted back into the wind. Fud could hear so didn’t have to slow her pace at moving the travel pad through the vast open sea.
“You think they’ll be better than you?” Verdandi asked. “Maybe with air qualities?”
“I’ve been practising lots, but I don’t know. I just know I haven’t been this hasty to find a teacher that I know exists, because it’s the first time I’ve heard so many epic things about someone before meeting them.”
Ylva’s sly grin grew across her poofy cheeks. “We’re about to show Eckho Taon who’s really epic.” Her messy hair mixed with the dirt as she rested and watched Fud move the water and air around the travel pad with smooth precision and ease. Fud was much faster than the first time she tried transporting all of them at once. Every day, every moment, Fud was ever more explosively alive with the qualities of her life. Elemental in her existence.
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A nudge to guide a person to find their own way is a subtle task. Lian would attribute his own ease in act to his youth, indicating he saw Habon’s struggles with it being more complex and dynamic due to what he considered to be the heaps of experiences she carries compared to himself.
The nudge Feviech gave Lian was to see what’s going on with that confusion as not something with weight in itself, but rather stepping too lightly on the path.
“A firm placement of yourself where you are leaves no stutter in your step.” The mind becomes stable, and Lian knows. Him thinking that Habon puts answers ahead of herself is all the difference, but the experience she carries is only context. He was still putting an answer ahead of himself the same way by thinking ‘Habon is like this and I’m not because of our differences.’
This quality and understanding didn’t change, but what he saw shifted. Feviech guided him to look at the qualities of the act, and the sense of his own situation changes everything. He moves with the qualities, and if he becomes lost again, he has the tools, the context, to step firmly back on the path.
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Erilove enjoyed their attempts to follow her. She played with sneaking out of the city to do her deliveries around Current Canyon as a test of how much they could pick up. Her tuned visualization of moving qualities allowed her to weave through them like a stream, evading the multiple angles and ranges of them as they continued tracking her in their own ways.
After successfully dodging them multiple times in a row, Erilove gave a push.
“Is that the best you can do? I thought you came here to learn.”
They developed their own unique strategies from there. Ylva camped outside the door of the building where Erilove stored her travel pads, and eventually camped at different spots on the route because Erilove still got through unnoticed. These tricks played back and forth between them, helping Erilove get a clearer picture of how a person moves through learning. The weaving in and out, stepping into the thick of emptiness to find it exploding with life, and back into the vast flow of current rushing them forward to the next touch of awe.
The kids packed travel bags to be ready for anywhere Erilove would have to go. “You said home always changes.” Ylva smirked. “For now, it’s here with you.”
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“She doesn’t expect me to write the perfect sequence and I don’t expect her to play the perfect sequence.” Ulmsen explained. “We have different skill-sets, different contexts in focus. It’s necessary for anything in the World to operate, we just have to do it properly, and then go do it further apart to see what each finds before meeting again.”
Ayse interjected jokes where she could. “That’s why there are more than only two people in the World.” It helped Tephha understand the purpose of mentioning this context.
Tephha knew this dynamic of her parents well. Ayse somehow knows how to bridge communication in a way that Tephha connects with, can relate to, can understand, and sees the path ‘back’ to the field of peace.
“Baycghaul is a fixing guy.” Ayse says, and it all clicks for Tephha when brought back to the playful daily expressions of communication with life. The sequences that stabilize in the mind the map of an essence or idea. What Ulmsen conveys can be captured somehow, not to dissect, but just to carry. The clarity that she will always have work to do, and can always enjoy doing the work if she stays on that path as she works.
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Just as a person can lose their life to confusion in blocks of attachment and reaction, the colliding network of all the World follows the same rules, and a warp like this one happens in parallel with the warps in people.
Likewise, just as a person who’s lost this way can’t see that they are lost until the warping of themselves passes, a warp can only be seen and interacted with appropriately by those who are tuned enough to not lose themselves.
When a warp appears, it’s most often left to itself for resolving. If it grows too much, unlike with a warped person who has a mind full of tools to help them, usually people have to go into a warp to resolve it.
Warped people are different from living human beings, so they have to be communicated with differently. The approach to relationship must change, and it’s a matter of someone finding why the change happened in the warped person, and to become able to change in a way that will relate to their warping.
Those skilled enough in life to communicate with others who can’t will also be the best suited people to deal with warps in the physical World.
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Baycghaul already had the sequence to the warp. They’re universal even in the nuances. The difficulties come from how they’re perceived as separate and unique problems.
Their ship could navigate to get it, but Mrelne had Baycghaul make many gadgets for smaller warps in tricky places like these. It was too far away to get to, and too awkward to follow on the travel-singlet Mrelne would usually fly.
Baycghaul gave simple instructions to the people who stumbled into the warp. Sometimes a simple idea to play with is enough to stabilize them so they can work. Mrelne noticed him say a few things a bit differently this time, moving more in line with the sequence of the Block instead of the sequence of the person. Baycghaul could see the nuances without the help of gadgets. The topic of ‘being at the level you are’ was clear, since that’s the thing that ‘raises’ the level of a person naturally.
Someone stumbled off grid enough to suffer, and didn’t recover in a way that made use of the context as a tool to grow. By being where they are, by observing it clearly, then they would be making the only step they have to make to be free of that suffering.
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Life moves about in the patterns set out before it. Aneba doesn’t need to interact or be involved with everything that takes place with her and with the rest of the World she’s taking part in.
A constant reminder of her work comes from hearing the Herders say ‘pay attention to what you’re paying attention to.’ Which recently, they hear only when Iobhan heckles someone else. An intelligent person will only heckle another person showing intelligence in themselves. Otherwise, they’re not to be bothered.
Aneba wants to be someone worth heckling. Someone who can have the best possible context go to her directly, and she’ll get every bit that’s possible to get out of it.
Only when she’s at that level to be heckled by life and the World to no end, will it happen. A funny thing to her, is how she sees it as a challenge to herself. If nobody is ready to pester her because she’s not ready for them, then she has to do it to herself until she can’t deal with herself as she is. Every trace of her own sequence out of line is akin to the World being gridlost to her. People are always with themselves while they’re in the World, after all.
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“If your next life was based on this, how would you act? It would be ‘good for the sake of reward’ if you knew. There would be no change. With not knowing what the next life is, it’s left to you to act of your own volition. To realize for yourselves what is in front of you. To open your lives to what is there only when your lives are open to the ‘any’ possibilities. Not for reward, because there’s no certainty of anything from change into the unknown.”
Kaoaneh lead them to a wall and opened a door. Or the door opened because they were there to open it.
“You look like you’re having trouble putting all this together, but maybe that’s not it.” Ruby laughed.
“I’m trying to stop myself from trying to remember every little piece of it and just observe it.” Geniella scratched her head. “Maybe I’m not doing that either.”
“You’re observing yourself trying to not do something?” Ruby put together, she nodded and stopped it.
Kaoaneh got the door wide enough for them to enter but he wouldn’t be going in himself. He would wait for them on another layer after Ruby escorted Geniella around the underforest to learn every basic formation and find Kaoaneh when ready for him again.
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Ruby still had the job of keeping Geniella safe and comfortable in their travels, always in view. They were about to begin what she asked him to bring her to do, further away from home than she’d ever been. Not logistically from where she grew, but her bodily forms were far from rotten.
Ruby had to wait for her to catch up after lagging behind the others too much. They would chat when close enough, but to keep her on course and safe in the passages, he couldn’t let her stop moving.
“Effort, endless, goes towards that. Getting from one place to another is secondary because it happens anyway.” Ruby encouraged her as she approached, seeing her transformation in motion.
“What’s this stringy stuff coming off my hair?” Geniella realized upon asking that it meant she entered a form where a new realm was in her range of relationships. More to perceive was becoming possible for her with every step. She stuck an arm out to Ruby but he was already crossing the next branch. “Wait. If it’s endless, what if you get tired?” She reformed and continued climbing. “That was just me losing feeling of my legs. They’re tired. I don’t need a break yet, just a moment.”
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Kaoaneh stayed near when climbing since he could help show the exact steps Geniella could take to get up the terrain. “What you’re trying to say is-”
“That if I am intending to do something and it doesn’t- go on.” Geniella interrupted but realized that Kaoaneh was saying what she wanted to say, but probably more layered than what she could see if he finished the thought instead of her.
“There’s a person who is me.” Kaoaneh continued. “Me, who has a place that is inevitably going to be met. Yet, that inevitability only becomes real when the action that I’m doing now relates to that Formation.”
“Yeah!” Genialla panted in her climb. “It’s on the way there but it’s happening here. When the action I’m taking is trying to move on the journey to that thing, then the action I’m taking is the trying. There’s a difference between having awareness about what’s really happening and having the intention to do something and thinking you’re not achieving the proper- Eh?” Geniella needed to reform herself. “Go on, Kaoaneh. Climbing and talking is hard.”
She listened, and moved with it, from comparing where she was with somewhere else. It turned into looking at where she was and moving from there.
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An understanding was already there, but as the atmosphere thickens, the more it becomes clear to each person that their time is valuable in a more distinct way than they’d usually consider.
Niani lead them to find the new layer, but a doorway can only open when someone is ready. A people has to evolve for any change in their World to become an act of itself.
“Place the mental form on the physical form. Connect them continuously. When you carry this connection of yourself without missing an incarnation, then no moment passes where your forms disconnect, and your mind can’t move off your material.”
The Formation Guides mingle with the newly growing people and pick up more roamers from different underforest cities on the way. Multiple ships join them, and the size of their own ship increases after every few stops.
Some people are able to evolve upon trying, some aren’t able to connect with a Formation but learn how they can and keep trying.
Niani connects with each of them, knowing the strands he took to evolve, and guides them all in whatever way they need to evolve in any way they can. They don’t have much time, but only need one moment in time.