FYS: It's a Beautiful Day...
Mar. 20th, 2013 06:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jeriendhalNote: To say this is Non-Canon is putting it mildly. Mostly I did it in honor of a certain gentle man's birthday.
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Fred wasn't a physicist, to be honest, but the four foot high striped tiger standing in front of him seemed to be very sincere in his explanation, if not completely understandable.
"We understand we've given you reason to be extremely upset, sir," it said, wringing its paws as it paced in front of him. "But believe me, we'd never have used something as dangerous as the temporal holography technique if we could have thought of another solution."
"So, you didn't actually pull me forward in a time," he said slowly. "But you made a copy of me and pulled that forward?"
'Yes, exactly. That way we avoided any messy temporal paradoxes. The original you is still continuing, did still continue…" It paused, looking apologetic. "I’m sorry, the syntax of time travel still confuses Us, and we've had fifteen hundred years to think about it."
"That's all right," Fred said reassuringly. "But you said you need my help?"
"Yes, yes. In a few weeks time the Ring will be ready for habitation, and we'll begin the process of Awakening… and…" It looked at him with a pleading expression. "We know we made many mistakes when we gathered people for Processing, and so many of them were scared, especially the children. The adults, you understand, most will have the experience and knowledge to make sense of what happened, but the children will need someone who can explain it to them clearly…. And, well, it's been so very long since We've had anyone to talk to but Ourselves, I don't think we can really trust our own judgment on the matter. So that's why we brought you. We need you to help the children to understand, so they won't be so scared of Us. Please, won't you help us?"
By chance, he'd had his pocket Bible in his coat when he'd been pulled forward to this strange new world. He pulled it out, thumbing it open to a familiar passage, Luke 23:34.
And Jesus said, "Father, forgive them. They know not what they do."
The Groupmind, in trying so desperately, and clumsily, to help save people from had seemed like certain disaster, had managed to cause so much pain and misery. And knew it. Well, it had made mistakes. And wasn't learning from your mistakes and helping your neighbors what life was all about?
"I'll help you," Fred said gently. "But you have to promise to be more careful."
"Oh, thank you, Mister Rogers!" the striped tiger said gratefully.
* * *
Fred wasn't a physicist, to be honest, but the four foot high striped tiger standing in front of him seemed to be very sincere in his explanation, if not completely understandable.
"We understand we've given you reason to be extremely upset, sir," it said, wringing its paws as it paced in front of him. "But believe me, we'd never have used something as dangerous as the temporal holography technique if we could have thought of another solution."
"So, you didn't actually pull me forward in a time," he said slowly. "But you made a copy of me and pulled that forward?"
'Yes, exactly. That way we avoided any messy temporal paradoxes. The original you is still continuing, did still continue…" It paused, looking apologetic. "I’m sorry, the syntax of time travel still confuses Us, and we've had fifteen hundred years to think about it."
"That's all right," Fred said reassuringly. "But you said you need my help?"
"Yes, yes. In a few weeks time the Ring will be ready for habitation, and we'll begin the process of Awakening… and…" It looked at him with a pleading expression. "We know we made many mistakes when we gathered people for Processing, and so many of them were scared, especially the children. The adults, you understand, most will have the experience and knowledge to make sense of what happened, but the children will need someone who can explain it to them clearly…. And, well, it's been so very long since We've had anyone to talk to but Ourselves, I don't think we can really trust our own judgment on the matter. So that's why we brought you. We need you to help the children to understand, so they won't be so scared of Us. Please, won't you help us?"
By chance, he'd had his pocket Bible in his coat when he'd been pulled forward to this strange new world. He pulled it out, thumbing it open to a familiar passage, Luke 23:34.
And Jesus said, "Father, forgive them. They know not what they do."
The Groupmind, in trying so desperately, and clumsily, to help save people from had seemed like certain disaster, had managed to cause so much pain and misery. And knew it. Well, it had made mistakes. And wasn't learning from your mistakes and helping your neighbors what life was all about?
"I'll help you," Fred said gently. "But you have to promise to be more careful."
"Oh, thank you, Mister Rogers!" the striped tiger said gratefully.
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Date: 2013-03-20 11:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-21 12:15 am (UTC)If we've had any true saints in America, Fred Rogers was one of them. If he isn't, the word has no meaning.
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Date: 2013-03-23 11:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-21 12:25 am (UTC)I came up with something a few years back.
Once upon a time there were three brothers.
Anthony was a pilot and a daredevil, forever looking for something new. He disappeared a while back, but he always turns up eventually.
Steve was kind of a runt, but he joined the Army, and they made a man of him.
The third brother attended seminary, then got a job in PBS. The Rogers family doesn't talk about Fred.
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Date: 2013-03-21 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-21 06:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-22 08:38 pm (UTC)This is lovely.