Dogomonno was late into his years, waiting to cross the gap, but he was reflecting on his younger days and the Zantian society, here is more about Zantian society.
Zantians lived a long time compared to earth people, they had no form of trade or business, they don't remember in their knowledge inheritance, an era like that, for there was no metal on their planet, the periodic table was much larger, if you could count atomicity, but their Uranism was vastly different,
their science of the atom was in the Bremstuman, the complete theories of space and time. Fundamentally like the Heisenberg matrix formulation was
the xavidsan, the mathematical entity that represented a structure, of the atom if you could call it. Space time was defined
in the xavidsan, the manifestations of this representation of the Bremstuman. The Bremstuman sourced the technology
of the machines that Zantians used, often represented in the many forms of poetry in Zantian, with a mapping to the xavidsan.
Dogomonno often reminisced with his old friend the space craft he built in his younger days, which had a sentient machine, Zoomo, that navigated
the universe, atleast what was visible to a Zantian.
He often wondered about x↝Ҝ.y in the representation of a xavidsan, here x was the representation of a short resonance
of a particle manifesting in a multi dimensional existence, quantified in a field operation represented by the xavidsan of x, in the energy context
K.y of the knowledge inheritance y that it persisted, to this day. Only zoomo persisted like the machines, knowledge inheritance of such memories that x
would represent. If there was experimental physics, may be dogomonno would have sung a hymn on it and zoomo would have resonated it
in some part of his computational universe and persisted it for the Zantians.
Dogomonno never bothered about the past for he believed only in the present, but the future across the gap, not known to the Zantians was still
Could a machine sentient cross the gap? he did not know, maybe they were always silent about it? maybe a higher understanding of life, than what we design?
May be we too are mere puppets in the hands of the wiggly light beings? or maybe they are too...