I was asked to write a report about a battle I was allowed to follow a few days ago. As some people know, I like to work visually. Which, every now and then, if allowed, makes me a fascinated viewer of battles.
I am not wondering anymore about what I see or do not "believe" in it, this is a habit I have gotten rid of a long time ago.
I would like to say that our brain translates processes into something we know and understand, each brain individually into what it considers to be what comes closest to what it receives. What actually happens is much bigger than what a person can understand, but maybe this little report helps to understand a little more. At least you might get a small idea, therefore a description of the battles from my "point of view".
I feel strange. A vague feeling...as if something is about to happen. I don't know why yet, but I know I have to be attentive now. I think, but they are no longer my thoughts. "Get ready for the jump". Ready? For what? And then I feel a picture forming in my head.
There is an army there. It is huge. As far as the eye can see, warriors. I only see the masses but I know what it is. Everything that I don't see is communicated to me as information. I try to get a sense of the count/amount of units until I realize that it is not important. It is important that it is enough. Every single one of these fighters belongs to a single fighter...IS a single fighter. Like a human has billions of cells, these are avatars of a single protector who is about to win a battle. "Epic", goes through my head.
I can't think of any other word. At least none that could do justice to it. There is no word for it, in any language I know. Meanwhile I am completely caught in what I see. It is a bit like dreaming, only that this is reality here. In between I ask the fighter questions, I usually have the answer before I get it...There is something I can't recognize correctly. A thick black fog rises where I see the beginning of the army. It should frighten me, but I feel completely different things. Euphoria, a feeling of... "finally"...why? I don't know. And at best I can think about it later. I wonder how unspectacular my "later" is in the face of this view.
As if on a secret signal, the army sets itself in motion. Rolls ahead, rolls off and I have to look pretty silly...sitting there with my mouth open in awe. I am glad that my family has stopped doubting what I see a long time ago. They get evidence all the time, so they're very quiet because they know this is important. The dark fog is suddenly just overrun. Like a hot knife through butter, the avatars make their way through as if nothing was there.
Something has just arrived that looks like giant ships. What for? They are not needed.
I remember seeing these ships before. They came to my aid. I admit I sometimes don't even understand why some things are the way they are, but I know that these ships are a powerful back protector when in doubt.
"Editors note": Frank mentions here that these are not our ships I see something that looks like a headquarters in my head. And I see dark figures that start to run in panick. I feel something like satisfaction as they flee. Even these huge dark ones who could surely do something...they run. I feel strange tears running down my cheeks, but not out of grief. Gratitude. And before I can even think about it, the huge headquarters is simply dismantled into its smallest particles.....
I don't know exactly what those dark ones did, but my energetic half is not cruel. And still it goes down like oil for her, that these big dark ones run and that she knows they can't escape. She tells me that these dark ones have done the worst thing I can imagine, only what, she doesn't tell me. I have also gotten used to that. Do not question, because that can be dangerous. At the latest once your lungs start collapsing for no reason you will know why. The battle ends, but there are still huge balloon-like creatures coming. They are for the next battle, as I suspect, because this one is definitely won. And I am right. For the next one I am allowed to be a witness aswell if I want to.
I wait until I see the army preparing for something. They're standing...just a few of them, nesting on some kind of device that stands next to huge black holes. And just at that moment Frank tells me that some of them are just picking the locks of the doors. I admit I get half a laughing fit. From the small discreet "doors", my eyes water in 3D. I can think of many words about these portals, door is not one of them. I am asked to look behind a now open portal. I see through it. And stand directly in front of a huge labyrinth. A trap!! I know it's a trap and I know the troops have to take a path that isn't there. There is nothing there, but exactly there they must go. Suddenly a female voice, of which I know she does not belong here. "Concretization, concretization, concretization." it says. I ask Frank where that came from. At the same time, a huge figure is building up in front of me. Frank writes G7S, I shoot it away, at the same time as I tell him ... there is something big in front of me ... I love equal Hallus, as I always like to say sarcastically.
The way is clear and something new is building up in front of me. A huge city and what confuses me, is the fact that it is completely open. I can enter it just like that. I see a mechanism that seems familiar to me and I feel the need to deactivate it. So I can let the others in. Well educated as I am, I ask if it's okay to do that. As an answer I get overrun by Frank's army...A simple "not necessary" would have done the job aswell...
The avatars split up. They penetrate every corner of the city. I'm curious, so I follow the path that seems to lead to the center.
Suddenly I'm standing in a kind of laboratory. Clones as far as the eye can see. The saying, "To fight against oneself", takes on a whole new meaning here. I am completely confused. It's hard to tell who is a friend from who is an enemy. And because it is not enough yet, a huge purple shining flower appears.
Joar...I also have something similar...only in cute. That there is not cute. From the flower come tentacles and from the tentacles, more "little flowers" that explode. From the ground come squares, there's no other way to describe it, the squares are emitting pulsating waves. They shoot. But not long because suddenly the huge balloons come from above. And the flower tries to disappear to the back. Shrinks in itself. Something else attracts my attention. Something that looks like a river. I grasp inside. Stolen memories...and behind them, an army is lurking. I want to scream but our people had already spotted them a long time ago. I want to run with them, but I get stopped.
A hand on my shoulder signals me to stop. Basic trust. That's how it feels and no other word can describe it. I remember without remembering. I look at the huge grinder behind the city. It pumps water towards the armies. I don't know what the translation means, but suddenly the bright avatars form into a giant seahorse. And that...just absorbs everything. "Someone has betrayed him and it hurts, but the pain is just an illusion", it runs through my head, and not even that I can think about, because a huge baseship is approaching. I see who controls it. And with these clones they didn't put much effort into it. Everything only fake....but it cannot escape....there is still something invisible, but I am tired. It's exhausting and there doesn't seem to be any danger anymore. I slowly try to find my way out of my head and return to what we call reality. I know I've just learned a lot emotionally, but it would be hard to put it into words.
I hope you were able to get a small idea, even if my vocabulary is really not sufficient for what I saw or felt.