The Beaded Tapestry

Dear Fellow Traveler,

A bleak and eerie entry from the Equine journal to begin my journey, Together with the equally dark dream I had last night, I feel the desire to share this occurrence with you. I will begin with the narrative from the Equine since it is foremost on my mind. The dream will follow since I also need to relate it.

Silence ensues throughout the surrounding space. Black, matterless, void of energy. No voices rise from the limits of her perceptions. The molecular deconstruction is complete. She is the last. Constricted into the last sustaining sector of her failing macrocosm with no outlet for escape. The loss of her community weighs greatly on her along with the occupation of why. The space continues to diminish and it becomes impossible to degrade her structure further without complete loss of mass. The acceptance of her demise is complete and she embraces the final moments of her exponential existence as it arrives. Her sensors shut down one after another until only a single point of awareness is left. A small gleam of energy is sensed at the apex of her shrinking space. The spark pulses from a miniscule slice in her ever collapsing capsule. Only a molecular distance across, she seizes the chance and slips through. Condensing herself into a string of quantum particles escaping one quark at a time. Stretching her mass to its extreme limit and emerging again on the other side of the exit as the slice in the infrastructure snaps shut.

I can feel the power of this entry all over again as I relate it for you. My heart is pounding and I feel every muscle along my spine spasm at the thought of such constriction. I am normally not affected by tight places, but the idea of being squeezed out of existence is terrifying. There are only three more entries in the journal before I come to the end but I hesitate to continue with my research. The narrative continues to darken as I near the end and I am not certain I want to experience it. If the Equine was not a constant visible reminder in the sky assuring me that it survived this dark adventure, I do not think I could continue with the journal. I always did read the end of the book when the story became too intense. Wanting to reassure myself who survived until the end. Since I know the creature will survive this story I will not skip to the end. If only I could read the end of our novel and see how it turns out. It would comfort me to see us happily enjoying our finished work surrounded by an appreciative audience. Oh well, I must stay with the present and concentrate on the here and now. Dark reading brings dark thoughts as father always said. I wonder what he would make of the next part of this tale.

I awoke this morning to a gloomy house. It was over an hour before Alpha Centauri was scheduled to show its head above the horizon and I was confused what had caused me to exit my sleep. The flagstone floor was cold beneath my feet as I stepped into my workshop and made my way to the door leading out onto the outer courtyard. Someone was standing just beyond the light of the open doors. They had their hands raised above their head, tracing patterns in the air. I walked closer watching the appendages forming intricate spirals and shapes in the blackness. Lights began to gather wherever the hands made contact with the sky, creating bright iridescent pictures until the figure was completely encased with an incredible halo of luminescent and color. It was as if the stars above were drawn to the the outstretched limbs, coming down to the planet surface to dance for them. I must have made some audible reaction because the figure suddenly stopped and dropped their arms. The beautiful patterns disappeared and the speckled night sky returned. I felt a moment of loss and thought at first it was due to the disappearance of the display. I then realize what was missing from my vantage point. The Equine was no longer in the sky above. Only the twinkle of stars and the empty inky black of space. The figure turned as I realized this loss. Thinking to see Katryna I was completely shocked when it was your face revealed by the glow from the doorway. I was just starting to work out why you had come to New London first instead of your New Lab when you collapsed onto the ground. I ran to your side and bent down, You were holding your hands together protecting something against your chest. I bent closer and you opened your fingers slightly. Within the cage created by your hands I could just glimpse the Equine. You slowly lifted your burden and deposited it into my hands, closing them tightly with your own. Your form then slowly faded, leaving me alone kneeling in a completely dark world.  

It wasn’t until the last instant that I realized I was dreaming. I can still feel the heat of the Equine within my cupped hands and the stones against my kneeling legs. When I did actually wake up I spent the morning in a daze, trying to complete the final preparations for my trip, If it had not been for Katryna I am not sure I would have made it to my train this afternoon, This is a lot for me to digest on my journey. I had hoped that the Equine entries would provide some distraction from the dream when I open the journal during the first hours on the train. Adversely it seems to have only emphasized the dark emotions I am already imbibed with. I am going to wait for a few days before continuing my journal study. I would like to see Nikolas before I put any more strain on my psyche. Luckily there is no need for me to paint during this emotional period. I cannot imagine what my creative brain would produce in my current state of mind. After I arrive at the mountain retreat we will see if I can continue till the end of the Equine chronicle.  

Love

Victoria

Dear Sister, 

The Equine creation is now complete and awaiting your attributions. After the difficult installation of the signal filaments, the large electronic assembly was in comparison easy.  I say in comparison since it was by no means a smooth process, but however it went it is now assembled. It will be difficult to keep my hands off till your arrival as the creature changes every day and I ache to add these additional features to the already completed painting. I know this will disrupt the careful connections I have set in place within the piece so I have covered the work and placed it away from sight,  It only awaits your expertise in arranging the complex settings then I can begin the analysis of the operational piece. I realize these numbers will have to wait until you sift through the mountains of data I have sent you and also your own measurements being collected on the Phycodurus at this moment. There is now over eight months of numbers accumulated there alone so I will have to be patient even after your arrival.  It will be more than enough trial for me to wait for this first event, let alone the months till your own  work comes to fruition. I am happy then to have a diversion in Nikolas. The studio is a constant reminder of the long wait so in three days time I am off to visit him for a four week stint. I contacted him last week before I began the final component installation and he assured me it would be no burden for me to stay with him for this extended time.  This will allow me a short respite from my work before Addison must depart for another assignment and I must assume all responsibilities for my compound. Katryna must also return to her own home for a short time to meet with several of her clients and tend to a few personal tasks.  It is not as if I will be leaving the Equine behind once I leave the studio and I am excited to learn more of how Nikolas has been influenced by the creature in his own work. I  also tired of my own simple cooking and the thought of experiencing one of his culinary masterpieces first hand has me salivating already.  He has an extra  room for my stay and although he must work while I am there he says there are ample things in the surrounding area to keep me occupied until he is free. I look forward also to observing another environment of New London since his retreat is located in the coastal mountains.  I will be unable to take the Geo-Train directly to the area as the line ends before reaching his location.  The last six hundred kilometers will have to be completed by sea as there is no land transportation available yet for this area of New London. His restaurant is closer in kilometers than Delphi but because of the transportation situation it will take me the same amount of time to travel there.  Two days by train and one on the Zephyr ferry.  The later is a cross between a sailing ship and a high speed hydro-plane.  It uses only wind power as a momentum force but can reach speeds in excess of one hundred kilometers per hour.  Another form of transport for me to experience but I am not looking forward to this ride as much as I was to the Geo-train. At least it will keep my mind off your impending arrival and the finished piece locked away in my atelier storage.  This will leave me only a wait of a month upon my return to the studio before your ship is scheduled to arrive.  Katryna will also be returning to continue her studies and I will have the full operation of the studio site to occupy my thoughts. Addison will be leaving as soon as I return so I hope I have learned enough from him to keep everything operational. 

The weather has begun to clear since the summer is approaching.  The humidity has dropped allowing for more attributes of the Equine to appear that could not be viewed in the danker atmosphere of the winter months. I struggle with the desire to start another representation of the creature even though I know there is no time to complete it before I leave for my journey. I know my creative brain needs a pause before beginning a new work, but my inner self is struggling with this decision.  I detect no signs of the Equine growth toward the space containing the Flynn satellite but it is still a few months before this phenomenon was viewed from Earth.  The time gape is very  prevalent in my thought as I wonder what is being viewed on Earth now.  Has the Equine revealed what it intends by this time on Earth, or is it still unclear what the creature it growing towards.  It will not help to check the messages from mother Earth as the question will no doubt cross the incoming message of what we are about to experience here  and what Earth viewed two years ago.  It would be helpful if the message barrier could catch up to the space travel time, but as sound data and matter are two different things, the Gambol process would not work.  I cannot believe I have been away from my home planet for almost two years.  It seems like only yesterday that I boarded the transport in Brighton for my adventure into space. I am surprised how quickly this planet has become my home.  I know it has everything to do with my relationship to the Equine.  I feel I am sharing my life with it, watching the magnificent view of its ever present form above me.  This may be why my hand itches again to copy the ever changing form onto canvas.  It is the only way I truly feel connected to it and I feel an almost addictive tendency that I must return to time and again.  Afraid that if I do not then it will be impossible to maintain the relationship I have learned to rely on.  If i describe it this way it sounds very unhealthy. This is not what I am trying to portray as I have never felt more alive and center than I do now.  I only find it difficult to imagine my life before this creature was present.  I hope once our work is completed and the finished piece is displayed on Earth that I can be near it.  I cannot imagine returning to normal life on Earth without being able to experience the Equine on at least some level.

I am taking the dream journal with me on my trip to see Nikolas.  I want to concentrate my full attention on the remaining entries and this will be easier away from the studio.  It will be sad when I have completed them all.  I have found great comfort in the journal pages.

Love,

Victoria

Dear Annalis,
Another offering from the Equine journal. I feel definitively drawn to this conversation with the creature. The first appearance of time reference appears in this passage. It gave me the impression that this is a new concept for it to grasp.

Tendrils of energy flow outward. Reaching to the far corners of her limits, searching out the signals powerful enough to grasp. The waves fluctuate along the entire spectrum attempting to locate an oscillating match within this quadrant of existence. Various energy signatures draw her attention but are quickly dismissed as their patterns and frequencies disrupt her current symmetry. The search continues for many cycles of the solar body before at last success. Nearly two-hundred celestial intervals have elapsed since her emergence into this quadrant and her hopes of discovering an adequate advocate had swindled. Here at the extreme range of her newly extended sensors appears energy that sings in harmony to her own. Powerful, steady and unphased by her touch. A dialog is started and she once again moves forward.  

As I read these words again, I cannot help thinking of Katryna and her relationship with the Equine. From the dream journal the Equine infers that it takes a distinct mind to allow cognizant contact. Brain waves emitted at a specific frequency and additional oscillation to attract the creatures own complicated wave emissions. I know from Katryna that there have only been a handful of people over the last hundred years who were able to communicate with the Equine on her level. I believe only a few dozen by her estimation and all native Neo-Britannians. I am not sure how to interpret the Equine’s reference of time intervals. It could be referring to the celestial cycles of Alpha Centauri II or even Proxima as it is also within this system. Since there has only been human colonists on New London for a little over two hundred planetary years I believe it is referring to the planetary time frame. As I said before, time seems a strange and unfamiliar concept to the Equine so I may be completely off track in this assessment of the dream entry. I cannot help but conclude the ability to attract the Equine by these few is related to the brain activity detected by my scans. Harmonic frequencies seem to draw the creature to these people. In reference to the scans completed on Katryna, she does have definitive increases in certain frequency ranges not prominent in the Earth born brains. It also fits in with the creatures reaction to the music performed at the conservatory. There was such a vast offering of wavelengths and frequencies during the performance I attended and later the recordings that I studied, the Equine must have been basking in the glow of these oscillations. I must delve deeper into this line before I attempt to include an auditory addition to my art.

Another week has passed and Katryna is settling into her new role here at the studio. She has taken over the archival tasks needed to capture my daily activities and has started recording the complicated processes needed to obtain the sustainability test results. This has given her new insight into how her own relationship with the Equine works by studying my processes. She also has a talent with the care of living things and has started creating a paradise in my hydro garden and greenhouse. Since Addison will be leaving the site in a little over a month it has been a great help for her to stabilize this area of my complex. Along with the archiving of my own activities she has been experimenting with new way to record her own visions from the Equine, hoping to discover a way to make them more clear for her clients. Although the artistic aspects of her apprenticeship did not come to fruition it does seem that she is going to benefit from her time with me. I feel a bit guilty at times since her presence here has been extremely helpful in adding additional data to my study of the local environment and inhabitants. I hope as time progresses she will reap the harvest of our collaboration. She has not been forthcoming on how her own studies are progressing but I hope she will reveal this in her own time. It is enough for me now that she is benefiting to some degree.

I have now completed the full depiction of the Equine using only Neo-Britannian material. It is a mesmerizing piece and I catch myself staring at the canvas every time I pass it in the studio. It is several centimeters larger than any of my other renditions and the native material adds additional depth and vibrance compared to my earlier works. I have been occupied over the last few days with the installation of the intricate signal connecting lines within the piece. The frustrations caused by this complicated application is beyond description. It takes my full concentration to keep my hands steady as i run the delicate gossamer wires through the weave of the canvas, creating connections between the different emission points. Luckily I can do most of this installation from the back side of the painting. If I had to execute this task in full view of the hypnotic rendition of the Equine form I would be unable to maintain the needed concentration. I reminds me of grandmother teaching us to knit. One false move and the entire pattern unravels. I still have at least two more exhausting days to complete this task then I can move on to the larger electronic components. After that I will have to wait for you. The neural repeater levels and delta frequency wave settings are way beyond my pay grade. These will have to wait for you and your completed research results at the space lab before the levels can be set. I have included a scan of this last piece with this letter. I completed the scan before I began the connector installation so there would be no interference from the electrical signals. I was able to tweak my resonant camera to catch the new aspects of the Anomaly in this latest work. This includes also the visibility of the new spectral additions my equipment previously did not pick up. It is the most accurate image I have achieved so far on a digital level and if I compare the copy to the original there are few omissions. I only hope that after it travels millions of kilometers through space to your lab that nothing gets lost in the vastness of empty vacuum.

I have still not heard from the Flynn foundation scientist Dr. Falton. This is unfortunate since within the next month the movement of the Equine should start to be apparent. I have given up any attempt to contact him and hope that in time he will contact me. I have attempted to obtain more information on the satellite facility over the last few weeks through public channels. There has been a few tidbits of information there as the foundation is busy building up to the official opening of the research center in the next few months. This may be why Dr. Falton is out of contact. His is the head of the research division and must be swamped. We will just have to wait and see. It does not help to dwell on this particular mystery since all my attempts have been to no avail and it distracts me from my true goal.  

The time is quickly drawing near to your arrival in this system. When the components are in place for my latest piece I am going to contact Nikolas. A trip to the highlands will be a welcome divergence to help me wait out the last few months. I also cannot move forward with our project at that point as I will need your expertise. I miss you so much.

Love,

Victoria