Chapter 11

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©2007, Charles Hernandez

Primitus, who looked oddly similar to someone that Altera had seen on the public videos, with his black shoulder length hair and blue eyes was taller than both Altera and Tertius. They all knew exactly who their mother was, but she had never told them who their father was. Both Tertius and Altera looked very much like their mother, but Primitus obviously took more traits from their father. All three of them were taller than six feet, but Primitus was about three inches taller than the other two, had broader shoulders, was of a more muscular build, and he was smarter. Altera, the only female among them, was beautiful to look at, tall, shapely and lithe, men enjoyed watching her. Each had the blue eyes of their mother, with only Primitus having dark hair.

They’d been holed up in the room for fifteen days, without outside contact other than from their terminals, and less than 20 minutes of conversation between them on any given day. It felt like heaven to them, to be able to work, to think, and even to speak, with full understanding between them. It wasn’t that there wasn’t much said, it needed only to be said once, knowing the others would share total comprehension. It could have been uttered in a half coherent voice, with the same result. They could also think fast enough that the same result would come when they merely thought of a unique phrase and could say just the first letter of each word. It was a habit they made their own from net speak, but they carried it far beyond that since net speak used only the most common phrases. They could do it in the other languages they spoke, too.

Although they were siblings, the understanding wasn’t because of any learned characteristics between them. They were merely that intelligent. These three, these barely into adulthood kids, had graduated college by the time their contemporaries had graduated high school. They had surprising higher spatial abilities than anyone had seen among any of their professors. They had told the truth when asked about thinking outside the box, when each one of them never having heard it from anyone else, said that they could think not just inside the box, outside the box, around the box, through the box, as the box, but could see before and after an ever-present ineradicable box. Each one of them had declined offers to interview with agencies connected to national security, not only because they felt that the agencies were inherently wrong, but because they didn’t see any challenge or growth potential.

Individually any one of the group’s intelligence was like nothing anyone had ever seen. They also knew that that none of the battery of tests that they had been put through could detect the difference. But they each knew, that it was Primitus who was the most intelligent among them. He had the most creative mind among them, and that was the determining factor, he could imagine something and make it fit reality. It seemed to the average person, that he made reality fit his imaginings. Any one of the three of them could have made the great minds of history cower in shame, Galileo, Newton, Leibniz, Bose, Einstein, Turing, all but one. Together, their intelligence amounted to a dynamo of power, building faster and faster, with no need of a governor.

The room was narrow, long, and well lit and the three of them had been busy at their respective terminals, when Primitus spoke up,
“When I was six, I read the bible three times one summer. The first time I was just bored, the second time I read it to get the history, the last time I read it to understand what was really going on.”

“One of the seven plagues of Egypt was the same one that ravaged Europe and so it was just a matter of time. Cellular structure then was still virtually perfect. the virus caused mutations of both mtDNA and DNA. The reason God smote men, who spilled their seed, was that it was an inevitability that the next rung of human evolution was coming. The spilling of seed put that time further into the future.”

“The wisdom of Jesus is pretty much clinches the facts. Jesus was the first of what should have been a new race, a new species, he was the first homo uberrime.”

“Jesus was preparing a following, he was mobile and unconcerned about the affairs of his contemporary society, because he was preparing to start his own society, a separate and advanced society. That he was murdered by a petty, jealous, ignorant society of savages was unfortunate, it set the advancements back two thousand years. His vision and knowledge of what could have been and still could be, at least wasn’t completely wasted, he laid a course for mankind that would allow future homo uberrimes to be accepted enough that not all would perish in the future without his society, so that his vision of that society could flourish in that future.”

The others considered, accessing their own memories of the bible, considered what had been concluded, and all agreed. Primitus had come to the correct conclusions. They weren’t the first of the homo uberrime; they were the beneficiaries of the first’s gift to those who followed, although not the only beneficiaries of the ideas put forth by Jesus of Nazareth. That God had been an advanced being or beings guiding mankind’s direction, they had all concluded before, but for some reason they hadn’t considered the other implications. It didn’t seem important to them previously, not like it seemed now.

Jesus would have fit right in with this group, with his sharp mind, his wisdom. Considering that his was a time before the decimal point had been invented, that there was no science, there were no tools of learning or research other than that of primitive writing without vowels, he had taken the only course that a mind like his could. Jesus chose leadership. He was pointing the way that society should follow, gathering candidates who had a high probability of producing offspring like him.

His mobility was in preparation of moving all of them to another location where they could prosper. His rejection of a life of possessions was a model, with circumstances being likely that they would have to pull together and live as one unit to survive. The valuables they would possess would be in themselves; it would be knowledge and each other. They would have invented higher learning; they would have created unified governance. The society would have been a perfect democracy, with each member taking responsibility for his own actions, with a side effect that votes wouldn’t likely have been necessary, since they would have all voted the same anyway.

Here they all were, living that same kind of life, but with all the tools that hadn’t been available to Jesus. There were still things to invent, ideas to be explored by their incredible minds, but with so many infrastructures already in place, they could move well beyond what had been envisioned previously. Just the terminals they were using for knowledge acquisition, were a huge boon to learning. That they could program and model, was better. To each of them those resources were just an analog of the stone knife to man, considering that the stone axe was actually more important than these things were to homo uberrime, they could do all that was necessary entirely in their own heads. They weren’t so vain that they wouldn’t use a tool to allow their minds to be free, though.

It was good that they had left when they did, they would have fallen victim to the same fate as their now ancient predecessor. They didn’t have to cover their tracks; they were always at least three steps ahead of their pursuers. If they were caught, they could always convince the sapiens that they weren’t worth the price it would cost to bring them in.