Canterwood Academy in Haaretz provides the best primary education in the universe to life forms based on chemistry. There Chokhmah and Binah mix the chemicals together to see what they would get, hopefully without dropping the test tubes. The children know their classmates came from a wide variety of geographical regions across three worlds.
The only knowledge that was withheld from the children was how they were also selected from a variety of epochs in time. The only children who knew this were of the B’nei Elohim, but they had strong inhibitions built into them against speaking anything of it.
This year from House Sala, young Prince Nelchael and hyz sister Princess Bikol from the royal household are permitted by Haziel to attend the Academy. They were brought east by steamship over Thalury and up the River Sabik directly to Canterwood, in what was perhaps the most comfortable journey for any of the children.
Abdiel Larund, heir to the Black Beard throne, was enrolled as well, together with a young Larund commoner named Muran. They had been flown west by aircraft, which involved a heart-stopping drop over the four mile Wall of God, buffeted by much turbulence.
From House Antero, Haziel selected Telan, son of Count Nerio, and also a commoner from among the Red Beards named Inanna, and they too had been flown in. But none of the children of the Brown Beards, or of House Gerash who occupied them, were invited to attend.
From the land of Haaretz at the foot of the Wall of God Yeshua chose a girl named Dafla Firegem from Nath and the tribes that had remained loyal to Chokhmah alone. And he chose a boy named Kishar Stronghammer from Hamar, from among those tribes that had embraced Bat-El as the offspring of Chokhmah. And these children were brought to Canterwood Academy by horseless carriage, but this was over difficult unpaved roads.
From among the B’nei Elohim another two children were chosen. The first was a very gifted boy named Edgar Shybear, who actually was a distant descendant of the boy with the name Shy Bear, although the similarity in names was shrugged off by his teachers as a coincidence. Edgar was the pinnacle of Chokhmah’s long labors, a brilliant dagger pointed directly at the heart of Mastema. It only remained for that blade to be sharpened.
The second child was Hope Felton, the daughter of a very famous man named Mark Felton who had invented the Micro and created the Swarm. Hope was not an extraordinary thinker like Edgar, but her “power” (for each of the B’nei Elohim had a unique and remarkable power) seemed to be the ability to produce any sound, like a human parakeet perhaps. This was considered to be a relatively weak power, but Hope admitted she was just a half-breed. Her father was not B’nei Elohim. Her mother Victoria, however, could fly even without strap-on wings, something that Hope revealed with obvious pride.
The last two children, Murmi and Asael, didn’t come from anywhere on Earth or Barbelo at all. They spoke of a world with many moons, and how they had often traveled between them floating inside ships that plied the darkness rather than the sea. Edgar and Hope already knew of such things, but the rest of the children were filled with wonder at the stories of Murmi and Asael. Yet they did not become good friends with the two, for the children of the moons were very thin and too weak to run and play with the others.
Such was the education offered at the academy that not only did Edgar Shybear unravel the secrets of the Golden Gift, but the other children were able to intelligently question the claims he made when he demonstrated his findings.
Haziel hade made a number of instruments and tools available to Edgar that wouldn’t be invented on Earth for many decades. Edgar set up a sodium “fountain” with a laser tra. This used a laser tuned just below the natural emission lines of sodium atoms to cool them to the point where individual atoms could be seen by the naked eye. And Edgar also had a little contraption that would activate the Golden Gift remotely, without directly squeezing it with his hand.
It isn’t their small size that makes atoms invisible (the eye only sees the individual photons they cast off anyway) it is their rapid motion. At room temperature, atoms in a gas buzz around faster than a speeding bullet. With Haziel’s laser trap they can be slowed to just a few inches per second, or even slower. Haziel’s apparatus works because under the laws of quantum electrodynamics the laser frequency isn’t high enough to cause the atom to immediately re-emit the light after absorbing it, so the sodium atoms makeup the deficit with the kinetic energy of their own motion. Eventually the sodium atoms grow so cold a person can see a fountain of bright yellow dots rising in the vacuum and falling back under their own gravity.
The biggest part of the apparatus is the vacuum chamber and the pump. Edgar sets up the Golden Gift inside so its beam would intersect the sodium fountain. When he is ready, he tells the other children to watch. Sure enough, the yellow dots passing through the beam disappear, but almost seven seconds later they reappear again in the same position they would have been if they hadn’t been struck by the beam. It is as though the Golden Gift merely made the atoms invisible, but the effect wears off in seven seconds.
Now watch this.
He turns off the Golden Gift, and presses a button to cause a glass ceiling to slide into place in the middle of the fountain, just above where the black beam is aligned. The sodium atoms in the fountain strike the glass and bounce off (or adhere to the glass in some cases) but they go no higher. Robyn follows everything he is doing with great interest. Then Edgar turns the Golden Gift back on. After the sodium atoms pass through the black beam they no longer bounce off or adhere to the glass, but pass right through. It is obvious the Golden Gift isn’t just making the atoms invisible for seven seconds, but instead is allowing them to slip through the glass as if it isn’t there.
I call this effect ‘phantomization. The Golden Gift makes whatever the beam touches into phantom particles for 6.8 seconds. During that time, the particles continue on their way, right through solid walls or even through each other, interacting only with gravity.
So why does that kill people?
Because the atoms in a human body are vibrating very fast. They are moving up to a mile a second. When they are phantomized they move off on a tangent. If we were doing this at home, half of them would fly into the crust of the Earth and the other half would fly into the sky, until the seven seconds are up. The Golden Gift doesn’t make things disappear, it only scatters their atoms into a sphere about fourteen miles across.
YESHUA (beaming with pride)
What else have you learned?
That once a sodium atom has passed through the beam once, it cannot be phantomized again. Even if it passes through the beam again it won’t disappear, and it will just bounce off the glass.
So now you know exactly what the Golden Gift does, but you don’t know how it does it.
That’s right. But if you give me a little more time to gnaw on it, I’m sure I can figure it out.
Edgar Shy Bear solves the secret of the Golden Gift just after his nano bud breaks open, but before he has the time to do the Sharing with Robyn. He makes the announcement to the girls, and Dory lets Haziel know. And so, sitting on a little grassy knoll in the shape of the letter C, Robyn, Hunky and Dory gather there together with Haziel to listen to what Edgar has to say.
The first thing he does is officially return the Golden Gift to Haziel. Edgar’s gesture is important, one that sha has eagerly awaited for many years. By handing it back, Edgar is saying he has penetrated its mysteries. The class is gathered together and Edgar delivers his oral dissertation.
There are two realities. The first one is our everyday world up here on this scale, where things change smoothly. The second one the sub-microscopic world where things act with little discrete jumps. Down there things behave in ways that go totally against common sense, and we usually never see it. But sometimes the strangeness of that quantum behavior is magnified up to our level.
Correct. We’ve known for thirty-five years that if we get a loop of wire cold enough, resistance falls to zero. An electric current will actually flow around inside it forever. Also if you get liquid helium cold enough, it will become super-fluid. Viscosity, which is the gooey property of syrup and ketchup, literally falls to zero. Start the stuff swirling around inside a beaker and it will never stop moving.
How does that really work, Edgar?
She remembers the concept vaguely from the science class in the excellent private school operated by the Church of Green Dome at Kangley, Washington, before she came to Canterwood.
That part is still not very clear, even today. The electrons in the loop, or the helium in the beaker, join up in pairs which talk to each other somehow, instantly, no matter how far apart they get. When one electron or helium atom zigs, the other one zags, and the result is no net resistance to their flow.
Isn’t that perpetual motion?
Hy knows that is the goal of almost every crackpot garage tinkerer these days.
You’re right to be wary of that. In a way, yes it is, but it’s not very useful. You see, there’s no net profit of energy, and in fact it takes energy just to keep everything cold enough for superconductivity or superfluidity to even work at all.
So it’s like a wheel with no friction. It spins forever if you leave it alone, but if you try to draw power off it, it just spins down to a stop.
Exactly! Now, here’s what I did with Haziel’s collection of toys. I fired tangled pairs of electrons from a super-conducting ring at tangled pairs of super-fluid liquid helium atoms in a little glass lens, and I got tangled pairs of light bouncing off it, in the form of twinned photons of ultraviolet light.
So it combines every form of super-blank-ity-blank-blank!
Yes! One of the twin photons corkscrews right, the other one left, and if they hit a target atom it doesn’t know what to do so it just sort of stands up at right angles to our universe, and for lack of a better term I’ll say it’s ‘phantomized.’ Does everyone sort of follow me so far?
The children all grunt in the affirmative.
Edgar points to the end of the clearing, about a hundred yards away, where he has prepared a science project containing some water and his own working copy of the Golden Gift. Several colored wires led away from it, to a small wooden box held in Edgar’s hand.
Now picture the water inside a glass sphere as a bunch of very tiny ping pong balls bouncing off each other as well as bouncing off the inside of the glass. This gives you a pressure to the water, a certain resistance to being squeezed. But if you fire a phantom ray at it, all of a sudden the Ping-Pong balls start traveling straight through each other and only bounce off the glass.
Edgar flips a switch on his hand-held wooden box. This turns on his copy of the Golden Gift mounted inside, but there is no visual indication that anything is happening to the sphere of water.
I’ll take your word for it.
You won’t have to just take my word for it, in just a few more seconds.
He flips another switch. Inside the science project relays click and valves open.
I am now pouring more water into the glass ball. Quite a bit more water, in fact. In the phantom state, water molecules can exist superimposed right over the top of each other, occupying the same space at the same time.
So now the sphere can accept almost any amount of additional phantom water.
At least until the phantom ray is turned off.
Edgar flips another switch on his box. Seven seconds later there is a silent fireball that felt like it would singe their eyebrows off, followed an instant later by the sound of an explosion so loud, so huge, they are sure Yeshua is on his way to chew them out. But there is no black powder, no evidence for Yeshua to find at all except a big crater.
Water isn’t normally compressible, so it re-expands violently to seek its normal density, and if there is any resistance to that, it gets very hot. It gives off far more energy than it takes to phantomize the water in the first place.
So there’s a hidden source of great power.
Yes, and there indeed is the principle of a phantom compression engine that could soon be running cars and airplanes literally from tap water. No more reliance on gasoline. We can rig homes with hot water heaters and furnaces that run basically for free. I haven’t even begun to imagine all the possibilities.
Edgar, you say the phantomizer beam makes water molecules stand up at right angles to our three dimensions. I can’t even imagine in what direction that is.
And I can’t even point in that direction, Kishar. All I can say is that instead of lying flat in the present ‘now’ they stand up in time and become say, a few seconds ‘thick.’ Does that make sense?
I think so. It’s sort of like the way a hundred coins lying flat on a table will cover a wide area, but if you stand them on end and they’ll pack tight into a single roll.
But if the phantom water is moving through itself, how come it doesn’t move straight through the glass also?
Because I’ve prepared the glass by supercooling some raw glass so it doesn’t go anywhere, phantomizing the glob, re-heating it, blowing it into a sphere, and annealing it slowly in an oven. Phantomization, it turns out, is a one-shot deal. Every particle that is made into a phantom has something like a little mailbox flag that remains up forever, and nothing will Tcoax that particle to stand up ever again. It is the only exception to the rule that particles are identical on the most fundamental level.
So a power plant using phantom compressed water in a closed loop will never work.
Correct, Murmi. Only water which has never been phantomized before will work, and after that it is useless for power and fit only for drinking or washing. But a hundred years from now, even with the whole world using this process, only a tiny fraction of one percent of Earth’s sea water will have their little ‘mailbox flags’ up.
How does the Golden Gift maintain a supercooled state?
Reverse thermocouple. If you put two dissimilar metals together and heat one side of them, they’re like a battery, they give you electricity. But if you put electricity into them, they separate into hot and cold sides. Then you can air-cool the hot side, phantomize that hot air, and it keeps going down in temps.
Just one more technical question, Edgar. Where does the Golden Gift get the electric power to do all of this?
If you supercool some wire and pre-phantomize it just like my glass, it won’t disappear when it is phantomized again, because of the mailbox flags I spoke about. But any electrons that wander into that wire while it’s being phantomized will disappear. The wire develops a constant positive charge. So you get current flow, and depending on how you coil the wire, it’s greater than the power required to operate the Golden Gift.
This discovery of yours will only make us rich if we retain control of it.
Who better than the B’nei Elohim to keep this secret, Hope? They could threaten to torture us with fire and we wouldn’t blab it, because as Haziel has assured us, we who have been Changed can choose to die at any moment by an act of pure willpower.
Can you put the guts of your phantomizer in a box that will eat itself if anyone tries to open it?
I see where you’re going. Of course I can. A lead-lined box so no one can scan it with x-rays. We’ll rig it to self-destruct if they try to use sonic imaging too. No reverse engineering like I just did with the Golden Gift. We can have a total monopoly.
Haziel smiles. She has accomplished her goal. The planet-dweller did all of this by himself, without access to any of the lore of the elohim, using instruments other planet-dwellers farther up Edgar’s own timeline had devised