the dying system..part 2

slowly the matrix settled......but some had avoided being caught...for some had their wires attached to something greater, something that binded systems together the universe over...the love impulse, the freedom impulse....at first the matrix seemed scary, something to almost fear, an alien concept that had taken root and sucked in so many.....but over time it seemed to these cosmic wanderers that the matrix was just like any other stargate...a sort of mandala, a maze, where the sons of adam had been gathered to graze on illusions...just another stargate...but one which they purely for rescue these days, or curiosity..or to search the robot scrapyards looking for a lost friend, or a bit of data they could maybe utilise...but these were the dark days..the days of perimeter fences with guards, drones,lasers...now the fence has many holes , and empty corridors containing any remaining droids moving only to use up the rest of their incredibly long battery life. Of course i am writing here of the mythlands, of the bits inbetween, where the weavings take place...this will mean nothing to many, seem to be ramblings to others, simple story telling to some...but recognised by souls that have seen these places too...who know of wires...of hospital ships in distant constellations...of humans that became droids that became humans again...sometimes only by the miraculous survival of some spark, that lived unseen through the xrays and other unnameable rays and forces, learned to hide itself when needed to...chameleons of future prisons...waiting, hoping...just about remembering...