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laughed. I tried it on again; a club dancing. Chic chicks in revealing outfits grooved to The Nobodies in DJ Trekz’z private room.
        I flipped it upon my temple. Jai-I handed me a handphone with unsightly wires jutting out and dangling to a power source. “It’s a prototype , but you can record the alternate universes in it and playback to your liking fantasy and mood for adventure. I hope to perfect it…if I can find the time,” he joked in a self-depreciating manner, “either incorporating the memory space into the eyewear itself or on an external device like this Nokia.
       “I think option two is easier, otherwise I have to have storage in the frame. It’s gonna be ugly if there’s some alien hardware sticking out of the glasses…but then again that could be a fashion statement. Anyway, option two,” he reasoned aloud, “besides , you know how everyone just loves to have something cool to hold in their hand.
       “I think it’s so strange that we don’t need to have any gadget to operate and access the multiverses , but yet we crave for material. Says something about our species, doesn’t it?”
       “I couldn’t agree more. ” I added, “ We are living in a material world and I am a material girl ,” quoting the pop queen.
       “Or , spirits in the material world.” Jai-I interjected with that The Police song, throwing the discourse into new light.
     
        Jai-I and I are fans of philosophy. We can debate the whole night through. We’ve even encoded our private dimensional space in Syurga. Technically, there are only two entry points, one from the closet in my abode, and the other from Jai-I’s oven at his home. But of course we can enter by remote spilogical (spirit biology) password from anywhere.
        It’s a simple interpolated spatial reality in ordinary 3D. In its spartan setting, it has two chairs, a table, and free flow Starbucks coffee. Due to its simplicity, we named it Sparta. Entering only requires the spirit mind, which conceptualizes an image of being that is then mirrored in the molecules that make up this analogous world. I can therefore be in another part of the galaxy but exist simultaneously in Sparta. Omniscience is as common as caffeine.            
     
       “Everything has to take form, otherwise it’s just a massive void of nothingness,” I said, “Eternity cannot exist if it’s everything. Opportunity cost. It has to choose to be something, and when it does, it is not another thing. But good thing is that we can be more and more things all at once. An eternity of eternities.” I said.
       “You always have to fucking complicate things up,” Jai-I butted, “the simplest explanation is that it looks cooler to be something rather than nothing, to hold something compared to nothing. What’s the use of being this invisible god floating around in space?” he mocked, “I’ll rather be this cool dude you see in front of you anytime.” Jai-I displayed his arrogance like a peacock and laughed out loud.
       “If Nirvana was merely nothingness…poo i!” he coughed, “where would all the glam be, the designer brands, the hot toys, fast cars, luxury yachts, teleporting spacecrafts, etcetera, etcetera? Where would be the bling-bling, the bootie shakin… hahaha? ”
        He was right. We weren’t disagreeing on any counts, but I just felt a zest of envy that he was describing it better than I could. It tasted like I was biting into a slice of lemon.
       “Let’s take this to Sparta; there are other things I wanna talk about here.” I suggested.
       “Ok,” Jai-I agreed.
        We mentally punched in our password and we were sitting at the table in our simple universe. At that same moment , we were also on the verge of another conversational topic in Trekz’z room.
     
        Jai-I remarked immediately upon appearing in Sparta, “We have to do something with this place. It’s beginning to look like a shame. And