The Great Cycle

There were six chairs around the neat circular table at the center of the room. The room was strange, a shiny tetrahedron. Aron, Ena, Lamex, Geia, Tamaril and Talisa entered and took their seats.

Each of them had stony face, lips tightly shut, eyes half closed. They were in half-trance state. Everybody kept their right hand on the table, one on another, six hands made a little column on the table.

Everyone now fully opened their eyes, bright shiny eyes focused to the center of the table where their right hands met. Then six voices arose to sing in harmony, they sang a mysterious ancient hymn together. Then they said , “Let it be done, let it be done, let it done.” After that, all of them fell back to a deep trance of meditation.

After an hour or so, they rose from the meditation and removed their hands from the table. One by one they stood up.

Aron looked at Talisa and gently said, "We’ll meet again. Isn’t it Talisa?"

Talisa held Aron in her soft, lovely eyes and smiled. She said, “ Sure. We’ll meet again."

Aron said, " Do you remember Talisa, long ago, we just talked like that? Just before I left for planet Alpha?"

Talisa said quietly, "Yes, I remember. It was after the convocation. You got a job on planet Alpha. That day you just told the same thing, we’ll meet again, isn’t it? "

Talisa and Aron laughed together.

Aron said, "You were so gloomy that day, when I departed. But next year you came to Alpha to join the same job."

Talisa smiled and said, "I tried my best to find a job on planet Alpha. But I was not hopeful at all. There were so many uncertainties! But you know that I finally managed to get a job there. It was a result of some unexpected chain of events, I guess. But this time, I’m sure, absolutely sure."

Tamaril looked at Geia, he wanted to say something, but didn’t say anything finally. Tamaril was very shy from the beginning. For a long time he was a close friend of Geia, but never could say anything more than just friendly words. But Geia knew that Tamaril loved her.

Geia smiled and held Tamaril in her deep, black eyes. Love-light made them so beautiful! She thought, will Tamaril be so shy in new life, too?

All six of them walked quietly towards the room reserved for them. There each of them lied down on assigned bed and sank into deep sleep. Their neuronic information were mapped in details. All of those recorded information went to the Central Bureau of Information. Everything were stored into the sub-atomic machines with great care.

All six of them died just after this recording and their dead bodies were cremated. But that death was not the end for these people since their minds were securely stored into the machines. When those information will be restored, they will rise again in the new world, in a new life.

Their universe was old, very old, about a trillion years old. It was going towards the absolute zero temperature at the end of its life. In that cool, darkened universe, there will be no usable energy and all life-forms, intelligent or not, will surely die. All civilizations will end.

Those six people were selected to contribute their minds and intelligence to the ultimate restoration project. Their civilization, however high it might be, will be destroyed along with their universe. But these stored data might survive if it could be transmitted elsewhere. Eventually that could begin a new civilization in new universe.

They had very advanced technology available, their civilization itself was many billion years old. All the accumulated knowledge and technology of millions of years enabled them to make the project a reality.

The data was stored inside subatomic machines. Those machines were successfully transmitted through the wormhole to enter a new, young, warm universe.

In the new Universe those machines found habitable planets with good natural resources to be utilized. Those machines used those raw materials to prepare organic molecules including DNA. Then they used the stored information to clone those six beings. New Aron, Ena, Lamex, Geia, Tamaril and Talisa were created again to begin a civilization again.



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