Lord of Water The Disentanglement

Adventure Novel

Chapter 2 – On the deck with Gary. The Disentanglement.

Shane came back on deck to find Gary still at the bridge. Hi-Sun had built up to full energy flow once again. Easing at an even height, cutting a clean angle through the tops of the ocean swells below.

“We’ve got some nice momentum happening now, Gary. She’s riding so much quicker than on our journey in.”

“That’s right, Shane. Now that we’re riding the swells, she slices beautifully either way, but when we ride with the direction of the ocean swells, it really is something else.”

“I can feel it. She flies like a *slinker bird touching the tops of her wings on the crest of the swells. Effortless!” I spoke softly to Gary.

“We surely are on an adventure now, Shane. I haven’t much touched these waters on this side of the globe. I feel we are going to find new things that I haven’t come close to for many lifetimes past.”

“Maybe even some never experienced before,” uttered Shane.

Gary contemplated Shane’s words and thought of the past.

“Now that’s what I’m in for. Tell me more about that planet, Shane. You know, Blue-3, It sounds so incredible to me.” 

Shane replied, 

“It’s quite a place. Insane beyond belief! Well, it was, but it has a special feel about it too. I made a good home there.” 

Gary paused, thought, and shot again,

“Shane, these dark beings, what is it with these guys and how do you handle them?”

Shane replied, 

“Blue-3 wasn’t really much in relation to true evil, but you can never underestimate the damage that can be caused when even minor grade bad guys, as found on Blue-3, are concerned. We all have the power to imagine and create the most amazing effects, and what some of these guys got up to was no exception.”

Gary and Shane paused for a while to take in the stars and the colourfully lit clouds, moving in contrast to the distant galaxies. The smaller moon sat low and clean, still casting a shimmering reflection to the left of Hi-Sun’s line.

Below, the dorsals turned easily with the wake of the keel.

Gary broke the silence with some cool dorsal facts, as always.

 “They travel in their sleep. You can see the front and rear sentries holding the line. All of the rest pocket into the energy wave and shut down to recharge themselves,”

 Gary sat back on his stool with the fingertips of his right hand just touching the rod to let Hi-Sun know he was still with her. 

“She knows where we want her to take us. Tomorrow we will find some calm corner and give her a well-deserved break. 

Now! Tell me how is it that you can handle these dark beings?”

Shane began.

“Any Lord has this ability and in truth, any one of us can become a Lord. It is called the disentanglement. Deep down we really are all basically good. But what more powerful energy cell than the spirit himself, placed inside of a black machine and then convinced that his actions are “good”. If arranged properly you could keep a dark being enslaved and in full force forever. For as you know Gary, we are immortal spirits and whatever it is we believe is right or wrong, we will keep on carrying out as many “right” actions as we can, no matter how bad they actually are.”

“That is what we do. Yeah!” Exclaimed Gary. He was laughing and could now see so clearly. All of those crazy little idealities that we do and sometimes keep on doing because they seem “right”.

“You’ve really got it, Gary. What a lack of fun, and life we could be missing out on, if we didn’t have a problem here and there to challenge us from time to time. This is the exact point you are demonstrating right here in front of me. But the dark being is so trapped that there is no way he could even be able to stop and take a look at himself or his actions. It is just not within his capabilities. So he just needs a little help.”

“And how do you do that?” Gary asked.

“As I said Gary, it is an ability that all of us Lords have. We just disentangle the being from this trap. It goes a bit like this. Once we can get in close enough to the being himself, we just touch him and establish a streaming contact." 

"It’s a connection!" Gary replied.

"Sounds easy, but how do you get close enough?”

“Well that’s a whole other kettle of fish. In the future you will be helping me get close when the time comes.”

“Well, thank you for letting me know, Shane. I hate to ask but, once you have this “connection” established, what do you do then?”

“Well, Gary, they are just trapped in a machine. Barely visible like the haze of a 

black cloud, but a machine nonetheless. The spirit is trapped in and is operating purely on the information that the machine feeds him, Generally, the calculation is along the lines of “Destroy to Victory!” Not just destroy a few things, I mean to carefully and computationally destroy all others about him until eventually, all are dead or enslaved. Even himself.”

“Now that is a dark idea. What do you do with that?”

“That’s right Gary, it is a black thought, but still nothing more than a machine. To explain it in the simplest way possible, it is no less than a miracle to take a spirit and draw him back away from that machine so he can see it clearly. See it from the perfect life force that he is and to see the machine and what it does and nothing less.”

“So what happens to him?” Gary asked.

“Well, there is always some entertainment involved and this is what usually happens; When he is clearly able to see the machine for what it is and what it is doing to him, then the disentanglement begins.”

“Mmmmmmmm!” Gary voiced.

“The machine has recorded a perfect stream of all that it has put the being through. 

All of those vulgar transgressions in wonderful animation ready to present itself at any time. At that moment of disentanglement, it all plays back, one after the other, so clearly for the being to see. All of the lives that were killed, all of the trickery and treachery, one after the other until each and every one of them are streamed into clear view, presenting to the being what he has been through and more importantly what he has done.”

“And then?” Gary asked.

“And then we have the''Weeper”. The grief, regret, and sadness has to come out 

somewhere and it lasts anywhere from a short moment up to a matter of days, the being goes through the "Weeper" and cries and cries and cries until finally it is all gone. Then he will pick himself up and just do what we all do so naturally. Find a way that we can get busy and help.”

“Wow! I think I would also like to do that, my young lord. It sounds like it would be 

great fun.”

“I think you’re up for it Gary. Already you are proving yourself to be “Lord of the Wild Seas.” I can show you if you’d like, and if needed, you could help me too.”

“I would like that, young Shane, for I am never happier than to help another.”

“So, Gary, with the trap of this machine exposed and the mystery unraveled by the being, this dark machine has nothing left to keep it alive and it just falls apart. Evaporating into the aether. 

“That is so cool!” Gary replied as he gleamed at his own imagination of the possibilities.

“It is very cool, but the difficulty that we face is not to disentangle and free these beings, it is in getting close enough to do so. Or not to be destroyed while trying to get there.”

“I have full confidence in you, my young lord. We have a mighty team and we will 

do whatever it takes, no matter what we come up against.

“Thank you, Gary. Your bravery and loyalty is clearly demonstrated. We will do just fine.” 

Max and Pei suddenly appeared with the pre-morning breakfast for Gary and Shane. They feasted as the first sign of sunrise touched the horizon. Then, Gary and Shane retired for a long nap while Max and Pei took control and carried out the orders of the day.

Slinker Bird. Spearing scout birds that often travel with ocean boats seemingly as a 

guide. They not only follow the journey but will also scout a huge circumference as though keeping the watch.

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