"The Inner Light

Most of you reading this probably know how much of a huge Star Trek fan I am (dont call me a Trekker, thats weird...its trekkie...good old fashioned trekkie.) My favorite episode of TNG (The Next Generation) is one called "The Inner Light". In it, the captain gets information of a probe floating out in space, to gather more information the crew gets closer to find out about it. As they do this the captain sudden becomes unconcious.

In what fears appears to be a dream state, near reality, the captain finds him self on an alien world. Through time he accepts his life, feels everything on the enterprise may have been a dream while being sick and is content with the world about him. Through the episode we follow him through various stages of life, raising a family, beoming part of the community and so forth.

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Eventually it comes to a point where all those around him (including some that passed) tell him that this was all an attempt to give information of a dead civilization so they would live on through the mind of one person. After that he comes to wake back up on the Enterprise after about a half hour of being asleep. He has an entire (what appears) to be 40 years of a lifes memory in his mind like he lived them.


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Now, im sure youre saying what a lovely paraphrase of an incredible episode, well thank you. But there was a point to that explanation. I've found that when thinking of the world im writing, because lets face it- it is, that I can controll how and when I am in that place, how those people go or stay, whats before and after them. I am that ambassador to a world that only I know, for now. Sometimes, I find it incredibly overwhelming that a world like that exists (even in just fiction) for me to be a part of and still have this world. I feel that my writing is comparable to the emotions and elements of that episode I mentioned.

As I've said, I owe it to the people ive created in this story to finish and try to publish it. What is in my head is the only "memory" of what happens, the imagination gives them life and breath so much so that it is all part of me and my memories now. Now, Captain Picard lived 40 years in about 30 minutes. Imagine a scale of two thousand years in months.

Thats all for me,

Peace