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I wondered if this was a beginning for a brand new way of dancing. I wondered if this was the way it all begins when one touches on the idea of the Bohr/Miller effect. I wondered if this grand beginning would also mark the beginning of my earning my 'wings' to traverse the heavens in Martin's style? I puzzled about this.
Apart from this, there was still another thing that struck me as odd. Something had changed with this experience. Our strife with the captain appeared to be totally out of line in the face of this new reality. Something had to be done to address that. It wasn't that I felt anymore hurt by the captain's attacks. To the contrary, his attacks seemed more childish now than before. That's probably why I had hoped the captain would see Natalia and I at the Atrium and see me embracing Jill as well. The strange thing was that I felt hurt mostly by the pain that the captain inflicted on himself with his small-minded attitude. I felt that something had to be done to help him to achieve a victory for himself in his one-man war that he fought against him while aiming at us. I felt that I had to help him for my own sake. His pain overshadowed something of great value to myself that I didn't want to loose. I faced him on this note and laid it out straight that his self-torture had become offensive to me. He reacted shocked. I realized an awesome truth in this connection, that one can't be sensitive to life and be at the same time like an Elephant in a China shop. The two were clearly mutually exclusive. But why hadn't I seen this before? It seemed so elementary now. Had I been blind?
I could only marvel suddenly, at the things that I had seen and touched, and had experienced. What a giant stride in the technology of living this small shift in the mental realm had brought about when Martin had opened his window to the universe for me. I was amazed. I was overjoyed by the promise it held.
I met Martin again. This time I was in the middle of repairing a pump that belonged to the ship's inertial balancing system. Of course one doesn't just meet Martin. I didn't realize this then, that whenever Martin appears it's always, bang - super nova time. With Martin on the scene one gets inevitably swept up in a torrent of events.
"Do you want to go for a swim?" I asked him when the pump was humming again. I was in need of a shower after working deep inside the belly of the ship for half a day. He nodded innocently and covered my eyes with his hands, and zip.... We were floating stark naked in the ship's swimming pool. He laughed and splashed me.
"We can't stay here like this!" I protested.
"Why not?" he replied. He said he always swims in the nude when visiting the Earth. Then he laughed. "The separation between the sexes, by marriage or whatever, or between people in general, has no meaning in my universe where distance is not a valid factor."
"But in this ship it is a factor," I protested.
"No, it is only assumed to be a factor, even though the concept is totally invalid." Martin laughed again while he said this.
"Forgive me," he added moments later. "I don't aim to be rude. I just want to help you wake up to the reality of your being. How can you be the master of your dance if you don't know the world in which you are dancing? So, please forgive me if I appeared rude," he added.
This time he didn't cover my eyes. As I blinked, zip, splash... we were swimming in the crystal waters of a world of bright sunshine, floating among petals of flowers that had fallen from hundreds of flowering trees at the shore. "Welcome to Bohr's planet," said Martin when I came to my senses.
He grinned like a boy of ten whose trick had just been found out. "We are presently three galaxy clusters away from the ship," he said. "So, lets enjoy ourselves. After our swim, I'll introduce you to the most eccentric person on this planet."
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