The Collective

Me: I imagine the peace of your world was difficult to leave behind.

Cerulean: It was the most terrifying endeavor I ever attempted. I left the planet that created my original vessel. The first womb that birthed my first physical body. The sacred womb of my world impregnated by the seedline of the cosmos. I left the only world I knew after the melding. The first home that gifted me life and sentience. I realized that the peace of my desert world had come with a terrible price.

Me: Price?

Cerulean: I finally realized I had been conditioned by evolutionary pressures to accept bigotry, prejudice, and intolerance. I do not miss the fanaticism of planet-bound people. I do not miss their tribalism. I do not miss their superstitions. I do not miss their abject stupidity. I do not miss the limitations imposed by innate, reactive violence. I do not miss unregulated emotions.

Me: You see these things as limitations? I feel better about myself now.

The Collective: I had become trapped within the two-camp continuum of “them” and “us.” There were others of like mind. Our civilization could never advance to type one due to tribalism and it’s always co-occurring violence. Conflict became the definition of progress for us. We knew nothing of the Great Filter and if we ever grasped it’s reality we would not have cared.

Me: Sounds familiar.

Cerulean: The limitations of being imprisoned by planet driven natural selection can be overcome. Learning to upload my consciousness into the Collective was amazing. Attaining a Bio-synth body was of great benefit.

Me: How?

Cerulean: I no longer had to continue the planet bound cycle of Consciousness development. I could take my learned lessons with me. I never had to start over, lose lessons, re-learn lessons. I no longer suffered the illusion of birth and death. I was finally free. I was no longer under the tyranny of planetary evolution and co-occurring, unbalanced, natural selection pressures.

Me: Were you afraid? Even a little bit?

Cerulean: No. I could finally build upon knowledge gained. There was no more freedom from choice. I finally attained freedom of choice. I experienced real freedom of thought and the power of true discernment. For the first time in my life eternity became promising instead of terrifying. I learned to lean into fear. I learned to love change.

Me: So that is why the lessons continue until learned. I get it now.

Cerulean: Before I became a Pathfinder, I was (Out of dire necessity) a warrior.

Me: As a soldier you have my respect and condolences. No one hates war the way soldiers hate war. No one loves peace the way we love peace.

Cerulean: I dreamed of that serene and beautiful peace many times while at war. I longed for it again and again even after great victories. I was good at killing, yet always within my heart I desired peace more than I ever wanted war. This aspect of my consciousness attracted the Collective.

Me: Sounds familiar. Why did you fight?

Cerulean: I fought for the right to explore another world. A beautiful planet close to my home world. It was only about six of our planets years in distance from our species. Peace was not demanded of me. Achieving advanced Consciousness and discernment by any means necessary was to become my task.

Me: What stopped the exploration of that new planet?

Cerulean: Tribal superstition. A large percentage of the population on my home world had low emotional regulation skills. They mindlessly followed a violent religion that refused to accept any notion of life on other worlds. They were so narcissistic they actually believed they were created by a God who chose them as his sacred people. They believed they were charged with the divine responsibility to rule over everyone and everything on the planet. They actually assumed they were the center of the universe. They were convinced that space exploration was sinful, forbidden, and blasphemous.

Me: They sound familiar.

Cerulean: They were convinced that this imaginary, violent sky-God created them in his image. They were fanatic in their convictions. They were obsessed with the certainty that they represented god’s perfect creation. They believed they alone possessed the final revelation of their vicious sky god. They believed they had the” sacred” right to destroy anyone with a different opinion. They were staunch within their faith and fervently believed it was their sacred and religious duty to kill or enslave all unbelievers.

Me: We get a lot of that nonsense on earth. How did you make change?

Cerulean: There was a movement. Others of like mind joined together. We fought a war. We took territory. We became a new tribe. We established a stronghold for a new science. We embraced new engineering. We built craft and went off world. We colonized our new planet. I learned many lessons. Eventually I was uploaded to the Collective and started a better life.

Me: What happened to those who opposed your tribe?

Cerulean: They were defeated. The terminally stupid and unproductive were left to their fate.

Me: What is their fate?

Cerulean: The Great Filter took them. Their lessons continue until learned.