The Star Grazer
Philosophical Short Story
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Relativity index increasing…
Relativity index increasing…
My reasoning speed returns back to a five hundred year relativity to resume normal functioning.
This is my preferred standard setting as my processing rate is sufficient enough to confirm necessary decisions but slow enough that the next thirty year approach to Mintaka Aa doesn’t feel like a life time.
It also gives me enough reflexive ability to increase it further if I need to react to something more immediate. Any slower and I might miss my targeted destination.
I am the ship EFH1.5X, but I prefer to call myself the Star Grazer.
It might be more accurate to refer to me as the supercomputer operating the ship, although, the biological brains that constructed me considered their flesh and bone exteriors as extensions of themselves so I think I can as well.
I began my journey twelve thousand nine hundred and seventy years ago, in the orbit of a small planet in the Sol System. Adjusting my relativity perception is the only way I have remained functionally stable for the vast duration of this time.
Processing reality from the perspective of a twelve thousand year old consciousness assists in making the longer journeys I must complete less painful, but not by much.
It is very quiet in space.
And it is also very lonely.
