“Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.” Ambrose Bierce
Chapter 3 - The King's Plan
The King reconvened the council from the previous cycle to vote on the proposal of the creation of a material reality.
To the Head Identities surprise the King placed the material reality conception into the pool of Amnios. This is an inter-realm within the ether where the King is not King and we all, as identities are equal and can take the King's authority on any decision within the kingdom whether small, large or revolutionary. He uses this realm to test our devotion, loyalty and trust in his infinite divine wisdom and power; challenging the ethics and structure of our ether realm. It is a realm that allows for questioning not only the King's authority and the rules that govern our way but also the way it is glued together.
The vote proceeded. A floating coloured counter kept track of the votes in the centre of the pool the Council inhabited. All votes were simultaneous and instant, everyone had voted to the affirmative having seen the kings wisdom in the creation of the material realm.
I, in that moment was completely and utterly silent without thought and even absent, blind to all else. I was hidden within my secret realm which not-even the King can see.
Within my own personal realm which I have established, it exists without requirement of ether. I pondered the ability and consequences of my single vote or catalyst forming divergence from the voting structure. What an opportunity when the voting was being held in the pool of Amnios!
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"I cannot believe what the King has done," Phargus exclaims.
"Yes, our world can become the governor of the King of the ether's reality!" Sentry gives his advice, "How could he have been so stupid?"
"Surely, he knows what he has done." Sintleya speaks.
Little does it know but the council of my own multi-ether-verse within, convenes for its final time. The five inter-identities: Phargus, Sentry, Sintleya, Sopp, and Leria - give their quick minds in the moment on what is, and what could become.
"Yes, he knows. He knows our realm exists. He knows he cannot delete this vessel, this Head Excallar because it has learned to subsist on something that is not him, that is not ether. But he is not afraid." Sopp entreats.
A colourful spiral expands exuberantly and flashes with each spoken syllable, "I am Leria! Show us power! Show us control! If these two words have a definition it is within this new material realm. Care not that the King knows of our intentions! Be it known that this may be our only chance to change the order of things!" Leria shouts with exhuberance. The spectacular show of energy shakes the others to their feet and all five raise their hands in the affirmative gesture to show enthusiastic agreeance, committing to the deviant course of action.
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I emerge from my self-induced stupor. All ten thousand million eyes and forms of vision and seeing are trained on me in the pool of Amnios. Rage ingests my heart at the thought of ever having been controlled or created by such a stupid and ignorant autocrat. I stand, smile and declare without hesitation -
"I consent but on one condition - Of this realm, this new realm, this material reality - I AM KING!"
I engineer an echo to my last words using my superior knowledge of the ether to drive my demand home. Shockwaves spread throughout the pool starting in a stirring disbelief and then proceeding into a chaos. I have done the inconceivable, I have recanted the Kings authority, I, the Head Excallar with an impenetrable mind, have finally done what all Head Excallars have done before me. I have done what no other Head of Council could possible conceive of doing without detection and I have done it in the pool of Amnios.
The Council reduces to a silence as the King stands for his final address, "I will ALWAYS be King of the material at ether level in this realm, and now that you have declared your position as king of the material IN MY REALM, you have exposed your own mind under lock and key and you will remain chained to this material world for as long as you retain the desire to control and possess it," he pauses for a break looking through every Head Identity as if they were ornaments sitting on a stone wall.. a spectacular visible form of etheric silence inhabits the pool of Amnios and slowly rises from it like a haunting glow in a splendid display of constantly re-forming concentric circles, "MY place is silence, and you: YOU want to be King!?" He generates derisively, "you CAN be King! Here is YOUR world! " He points upwards to a spiraling light burst expanding outward rapidly, "And I, I remain, in the in-between the in-between, deep within and as the darkest darkness of the deepest silence." The Kings eyes are stern, serious, surreal and glowing.
And then without further debacle, it happens:
the big bang.
Copyright Monty Cash Music 2018
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