The power of polarization.
Beyond any doubt, Kara had
learned this concept from her father. Both theoretically and
practically. Kara's father was a man of designing and doing. He was
perfect. Kara loved her.
It is not easy to change
your way after you enter it and start moving forward. Kara's life was
determined with the opening left in the borders drawn by his father.
She had no other alternative to follow. Kara was happy for having
such a father, she was trying to please her, she was trying to
improve herself to be the perfect girl in her father's mind. It could
be different if Bakara also had a son but she was his only choice. He
made everything to make Kara a perfect undertaker of his legacy. It
is not easy to teach a child power practically as long as you love
the child. It can be possible to give theoretical lessons which will
have no practical value at the end. Bakara was a man who could to
everything to reach his target. Love, intimacy, compassion, any other
type of relation which could take him away from his goals were all
out of his scope unless he could get use of them. He was locked in
his carefully planned targets.
Bakara's lessons were
starting with a short theoretical review of the topic. His father was
then asking several questions to Kara. She was facing a slight pain
whenever she gave a wrong answer. The process was continuing until
Kara starts giving correct answers stably. The determination criteria
of the stability point was not objective. It depended on several
factors like Kara's mood and her performance, Bakara's available time
and the level of his desire to play the game, the character of the
topic and their personal opinions on the critical structure of key
elements. Polar power traing was a nightmare for Kara. Various phases
of the training and final evaluation took years to complete. The
total period was probably the longest time she spent with her father
in her life. The details of her polar power training were the most
clear ones that Kara could remember from her trainings.
"Polar power is the
main enabler of life," said Bakara. "You will now
understand what it is and learn how to use it."
"It seems to be
simple," said Kara.
During the trainings,
Bakara was placing several stimulator pins on different points of
Kara's body. When Kara's response was beyond the limit that Bakara
could accept, stimulating pins were being automatically activated
with the signals in his mind. Kara was not expecting a punishment for
her answer since she was confident that she could easily manage this
training. She was wrong. She suddenly felt level 10 pain at all
points. She moaned with a different voice. This was an indicator that
the training would be very painful and difficult to complete. The
effects of the pains were not the same at all points. Kara thought
that the analysis of this difference could also be one of the targets
of the training. She felt a fear of not being able to complete this
session. It could be worse than death.
"It looks like you
hadn't learned anything so far. Nothing is simple."
Bakara waited to see and
watch the reflections of Kara's feelings on her face. Kara tried to
stay calm, but level 10 pain being applied on all her critical points
was reminding her the challenge she would have to face. Her heart was
beating faster, she was sweating, her skin was trembling
uncontrollably, her mouth had went dry. Bakara was watching her with
a kind of pleasure and satisfaction on his face. Kara thought saying
that she had given up and begging her father to release her. She
remembered that her previous such attempts had only increased the
duration of the lesson and the level of the pain in the past. She
gave up. She waited for her father's next response but he was not
doing anything. After a while, she was surprised to notice that she
was hardly feeling the pain on most of the points. More surprisingly,
the pain had transformed to a pleasing touch on the other pins. Kara
and her father was now watching each other with a different look in
their eyes. Kara waited patiently for her father to continue. She
looked at him respectively and lovingly. She thought he was her god.
As Bakara waited, Kara lost her patience.
"How long we will
wait in this position?" she asked.
The reaction was instant
and Kara uttered an uncontrollable scream. "Oh, Bak! Please.
Softer. Slower." She had felt level 30 pain at all the points
she was being touched with the pins.
After a while from this
second shock, "Shut up and wait," said his father. "Don't
talk when I don't ask, just feel and understand."
A much longer time passed.
It was not as easy as before to find the balance again. Kara caught
the admiring pleasure on her father's eyes looking at her face and
her body, and she felt proud. She waited and waited. But Bakara
waited more. Kara could not decide what to do. She didn't want to
talk and have another shock. She looked directly in the eyes of her
father hoping him to understand she is ready now for the next stage.
She was lucky. His father noticed and understood her begging. He
started to gradually increase the level at a sensitive point, he then
activated the increases at other points with delays. Kara closed her
eyes and thought the pins giving pain on her skin were hands
caressing her. This thought helped her to resist the pain. Whenever
she opened her eyes, she was happy seeing her father watching her
with loving and admiring eyes. This session was more pleasing than it
was painful. Kara was discovering her body and her mind on her skin.
Bakara was increasing the level gradually at carefully selected,
different points. Kara felt the rhythm and tunes of a wonderful music
on her skin. Bakara was a great composer and creator. Kara started
adoring her father. In this incredible voyage, they reached level 80.
Bakara stopped.
They were both thrilled
and their breaths were going faster. Kara could not dare to say
anything or move. She just waited. It was long, too long that she had
begun to forget who and where she was, what she was doing, why she
was there. Who was the ruler at the intersection of time and space
that she was locked in now, and when would she be released from that
trap? She was not able to think or argue with herself in her mind. It
was impossible for her to find an answer for any question in her
mind. She could only wait for Bakara.
"I wish I could offer
you a choice of quitting," said Bakara looking at her with
loving and caressing eyes. This compassion on her father's eyes was
not something Kara had witnessed before. She wanted to cry but
stopped herself.
"I love you Bak,"
she said. "I will do anything for you and I will always go after
you. Please continue."
She was not able to
understand if her father was happy or not happy with her answer but
another shock did not come. Bakara was sad. Kara waited for a violent
response to follow the look on her father's face. But only a gradual
increase came.
"You passed the point
of no return my dear daughter," said Bakara. "The rest of
the training will not be difficult for you, but your life will
probably be much more harder than mine. I will not be with you after
some time and what I had done in all my life will be your's. I
believe our works are very valuable but we both know that we have
opposers. We need polar power not only to win, but also to survive. I
believed in matter throughout all my life, and I still believe in the
power of matter. However, you know there is an increasing polar power
refusing to use matter normally as before for an actual life, and
proposing to create reflections of souls on a main system. They want
living normal lives at organic bodies with minimum external
interaction. They want to create the reflections of what they live on
the main system, like an image on a mirror. They are right indeed, we
can't continue using matter as before. Population is too high, and
finding an efficient way to manage all those normally is not
possible. But I can't accept leaving all humans with their own fate,
and to wait for global wars that will result with mass death of weak
ones. Strong people will probably live in a better world, but is this
what the God or the Nature had asked from us? I believe we can find
an optimum solution to give new skins and new lives to all people
currently living on this world. Organic lives in skins will continue
as long as possible with minimum amount of matter and real movement.
With the final artificial intelligence units in their skins, they can
survive even after the end of their organic lives. I believe this
will bring a better life to all. I offer immortality to all people
living here. They will live in a heaven under my protection without
waiting for long term offers. Did you understand what I told
completely?"
Kara tried to find the
correct answer in her mind. She was too young, her father was too
experienced, she had no other person in her life. She had no other
choice than following his father. She had very little information on
the discussions about matter and spirit. It was easy to see and touch
matter. It was also easy to see the consequences of energy effects
and feel the energy without being able to touch. But light and spirit
were different. Light was creating images on the mirrors. Memories
were creating spirits in our souls or souls in our spirits. Memories
were coming from the external world through our skins; through our
eyes, ears, noses, tongues, and all points of our skin. Bakara was
the creator of her soul. Almost all basic reflections had come from
him. She had no argument to refuse him. She would accept and be a
part of Bakara's Skin System. But how should she respond now?
Bakara looked in the eyes
of Kara and kissed her. He started increasing the level towards the
maximum. Kara felt again the rhythm and tunes of a wonderful music on
her skin. She was now ready. Pain was only a small part of the
pleasure. Kara wished all her life to be so.
"I believe you now
know the power of polarization by heart," said Bakara.
Kara moaned.
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