Chapter 6

The planet found itself in a bit of a quandary. It had by now drawn on its long time memories, and was slowly assimilating even older, those buried into the deepest sturdiest rock formation existing on the planet.

It found itself placing the new organisms at several bubbles, at several times, but without a way to define which one. Time as such didn’t mean much to the planet, of course it grew old as macroscopic time passed by, but as it was as much anchored at a quantum mechanical mode in where time as such lost its arrow it at times found it hard to differ those bubbles. And of course it was, even though no bubble was the other like. And even as time itself might flow differently in one, depending on what constants it was shaped in, it still, on a quantum mechanical level wasn’t that different although constants might be.

Most of the bubbles did do have one constant in common, namely ‘c’, the speed of light in a vacuum. Those that didn’t you might want to call ‘exotic’. They were so very different.

There was also the problem of adapting, it was not prepared to adapt itself just because some new life forms had arrived, not unlike a cranky old man, not sure at all whether it welcomed the change. The planets population had been in a stable mode for millenniums, and who knew what new ideas those might bring with them? In the end it decided to wait and see, to give them some more rope as the expression goes.