At the wheelhouse of a cosmogonical glider the navigator slowly moves about. There’s no reason for haste; the time itself bends around the craft, which rests on the emptiness of space. The curvature is present and coincidentally emanates an odd feeling of modesty, as if not wishing to disturb. The helm intentively flickers in unison with the navigator’s thoughts. The electro-resonant link is in a biological feedback loop with the perception system. The balance seeking process takes a relatively short while. The undulations mellow like the aftershock on a star in the hands of a flare eruption. After the first impact of the waves of a planetary amplitude the energy is trapped in a sphere made of unbroken magnetic field lines. With the supra conducting steering and sensing system in place, the travel can begin.

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