If we could crawl out of our bunker at night, we could begin to create the launch pad for the TUMBULATIONS. We had to be very stealthy, because although we no longer raised much suspicion due to our immense, feigned passivity, we still had much to lose if we were caught. The point was to clear the scrub and get rid of all the grass and unevenness and then we would have a pretty flat ground area, covered in nothing but some softening dust, so that should it blow up into the air and form a cloud out tumbulation would be slightly disguised, but not much.
Realistically, the only enemy the tumbulations had was the force of gravity, but we could not afford to underestimate that. As we had built an organic component into the design of our tumbulations, this would also become attracted to other organic components on the surface of the earth. Should we have enemies who raised their level of emotional antagonism to our project very much, the tumbulation would sense this organic component of their opposition and would be attracted gravitationally downward.
This was one of the limitations of having an organic element to our work. The upside was that gave us a chance to control the device semi-telepathically should it run into any mechanical difficulties.
The hard part was getting the launching pad flat enough to satisfy our sense that we had done our best service to reality. Remember, we were serving history as this was a large part of what made up our present reality. Should we fail, then the past would also fail, as it call came down to earth in a flurry of mechanical mis-wiring. A smooth exit from the launching pad was a definitive part of our success. The ape would fly the craft and the system had every chance of functioning effectively, giving us hope that our mission here had had some meaning.
Realistically, the only enemy the tumbulations had was the force of gravity, but we could not afford to underestimate that. As we had built an organic component into the design of our tumbulations, this would also become attracted to other organic components on the surface of the earth. Should we have enemies who raised their level of emotional antagonism to our project very much, the tumbulation would sense this organic component of their opposition and would be attracted gravitationally downward.
This was one of the limitations of having an organic element to our work. The upside was that gave us a chance to control the device semi-telepathically should it run into any mechanical difficulties.
The hard part was getting the launching pad flat enough to satisfy our sense that we had done our best service to reality. Remember, we were serving history as this was a large part of what made up our present reality. Should we fail, then the past would also fail, as it call came down to earth in a flurry of mechanical mis-wiring. A smooth exit from the launching pad was a definitive part of our success. The ape would fly the craft and the system had every chance of functioning effectively, giving us hope that our mission here had had some meaning.
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