Chapter 23: 022. Transcendence, 2
(Aïssheat)
The selection of thoughts and preferences in choices.
The education of moral dilemmas when it's not obvious anymore what is right or wrong.
When it's far from obvious how a little leniency could cause long term catastrophe, and a little early cruelty save a lot more of suffering years later.
How early pain and sacrifices can safeguard much longer futures you can't relate to or see.
How arbitrary can always justify itself and claim utilitarianism.
How greed and cynicism can wear the eloquence of righteousness.
How much leading people, furthermore intelligent animals, is not the same as guiding them.
And how much politics were about doing compromises with exterior and interior stressful factors, to keep cohesion first of all.
How to do better and break free from these dilemmas inherent to social humanity worry me greatly.
Because as much as I believe in a new prophet or god, I also know how religious integrity won't be a viable answer for humanity.
Religion is politics, even if I aim to raise something higher than a mere social order.
And as much as it sounds like the easiest solution, I don't think me whispering into everyone's ears to believe in a new god, will bring the right solution I'm looking for.
I don't think brainwashing people will bring me the intelligence I'm looking for.
What I require, is a stable society that brings out the best from people.
Something able to think for itself already, and to grow that critical thinking in education more than dogmatic virtues. To be able to make the most ethical choices, even when it is dire and costly.
To avoid the easy choices to safeguard short term stability with less constraints while putting at risk the safety of longer futures. They are shifting balances between complex parameters, and never absolute answers.
The more I thought about it, the better I realised I would not be able to solve these societal or philosophical challenges as a civic influence over budding societies.
They already had enough challenges to face in this ravaged world, not for me to also expect them to become instantly a utopia of philosophy and education. That would be unfair.
I couldn't expect the survivors to overcome the ageless challenges of virtue and logos just now. They were still struggling through the aftermath of the change.
So as my plan gradually refined itself in the face of realism and necessity, I was not goind to lure them into ways I would think best.
I wasn't going to whisper anything to them more than mere necessities.
I would choose, but not guide nor shape these groups beginning to form. I would protect what I could as much as I could, but remain hidden for most things. And... Simply suggest.
Suggest a little more sometimes. A little best. Hope, simply. They won't exactly hear me speak. But I will do my best to keep some peace and plenitude in the air. I will help from below, so they have a chance to grow more peaceful than in strain and violence.
I won't show them the paths I want them to tread. But I will do my best to ease them.
Slow is steady...
I order to someday find someone with the ideal inclination raised by them.
To structure the best possible ground for the brain and consciousness to grow.
For me to find the small upcoming society most on good track, and to shelter it from the worst sparks from outside.
For a gentle flow of optimism and intelligent thinking to build the better cradle by itself, more than I could design it myself. I will trust humanity.
From where a mind with the best early propensities could be raised...
I will need to trust human intelligence and social strengths to do most of this themselves.
Because I will need to devote myself on the next challenge, beyond culture and philosophies...
Bridging the worlds in body.
When I transmigrated, I've lost nearly all attachment and lines to reality.
And the other side is mostly a sea without structures for biology to hold onto. There is no ground to work with, no gravity, no other embassy to connect to humanity.
There's no spouse, before the absolute light.
So no the challenge that will keep me mostly busy, it's to create the kind of harmony between past biology, and this sea.
A new mermaid body to invent, to allow the intelligence to come, to reach the light safely.
I need to make it possible for a body to hold over the source properly.
And I start with a blank slate, while reaching for the moon and stars.
My influences growing into a safer domain for the land will only help them. What I need to create is still incredibly unlikely... A daiûa not in between, but standing in both worlds at once, under both sun lights.
I try my best to recall what my sisters taught me, in different lives... And I begin to conceptualise not exactly a body.
I wouldn't know where to start.
I begin to think of royal jelly.
Just as I should remain hopeful the new buds of humanity will eventually provide and raise the right mind and spirit; I should look not on a full design for its finality, but the appropriate tools to grow it eventually. Something that would allow a correct enough body to metamorphose it what needs to be.
I need to find the right human hive for their future mind... And to start making what will be akin to new world's royal jelly. I'll need to study biology under the new light of this sea.
The ship that will sail over it will be a concentrated mixture of hormones to help someone transform.
This will take me forever to build, but this will work. There will be hope.
And a new god will rise in the north.
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