I was having some pretty serious discussions all last night. Barney said I was getting good at fighting words, I told him I have driven my stake in the statement that it was niggers that spread those lies about me, there is no changing my mind about that by trying to tell me that it was written by special people in special books, there's more truth told in truck stop bathrooms than in those books.
My grandfather spoke to me about some family tree stuff, Frogman got busted for getting my grandmother pregnant, most of her descendants are weak, not immortal and wouldn't know the Qi if it crawled up their ass and got cozy, but they are fast learners. His own children by his own mother are tough as nails, immortal, but to say that they are slow learners is to really to stretch the meaning of slow towards no movement at all. But once a rock has been carved it holds its shape in the midst of millions of changes with very little damage to that shape. Throughout the time of all this activity, since my grandmother's early adulthood, grandfather has been gathering and sorting through her descendants and has heavily invested in them genetically, in their case there have been few others to leave much of a mark, but even after 10,000 years there have been few among them with any phenotypic expression that reflects him personally. He thought there were more but they were the descendants of Gramps that had been picked up before she was dropped off by the underground people. Anyway, so when Barney's embryo showed up, he sent her here to Gramps' experiments in recombining to get some productive people from her descendants. I should mention that Grandfather sent Barney here, but picked up her eggs as soon as they developed. Descendants of Frogman can rarely bring a blonde or blue eyed person to term for some reason.
Anyway, we are about to hit a wave of some really strange births unless we do something. In some places they will institute a law or policy withholding national insurance from people who don't get tested while pregnant, those of us who can see what is in the womb without that stuff, or even what is on the way to the womb are working together to assign a group of character rejects to these "human lives" these will be the majority of what we call the worms.
Maat in the old days could confer immortality, maybe I still can, but her daughter Gramps could only confer never ending rebirth, though that may be the wrong way to say it, because people don't have to be born, only conceived. Before I can set parameters of defined groups I need a family member that has a strong enough affinity to a pattern of behavior to assign to its eternal leadership (eternity until the last day and then what is after will be shaped by what is before). When I get a good region of sufficient overlap I can declare those that aren't chosen to be suitable worms. If things get more specific later as new family members arrive it serves as a good time to recharge the worms and sort through them again, and to let them interact with more groups, because each failed combination needs to express its failure at least once, maybe that failure will include eternal rebirth and maybe that failure will better facilitate sending more people entirely off the planet.
When you think about it most of these people I'm talking about as fails live as worms though they have arms and legs and voices and when they use their arms and legs and voices they try to make more worms of higher life forms. All I hear them saying these days is that I'm not allowed to move this way and move that way and to speak this way and speak that way, that they wont stop trying to make changes to me until I'm bedridden. I want to deprive them of the means to do this, but if they can get a woman to do this from within them, they might actually come to term, and she will deserve it.
