In Remembrance of Andrey | Writings for a Better World
The Radagast and the Moth-Men: A Tale of Balance and Symbiosis
On the lush world of Ubiquiti, the Radagast, or wool-men, lived as a species deeply intertwined with the rhythms of their environment. Their existence revolved around symbiosis, intuition, and a philosophy of being present in each moment—a state they called Shavidica. Their simplicity belied a profound depth of understanding, allowing them to thrive without disrupting the delicate balance of their planet.
But this harmony was threatened by the Moth-Men, a race of technologically advanced beings driven by relentless ambition. These newcomers sought to transform Ubiquiti to suit their needs, oblivious to the consequences of their actions. The Radagast, however, were not without their own subtle forms of resistance.
The Knights of the Brown Hats
Gabriel, a leader among the Radagast, foresaw the danger posed by the Moth-Men’s unyielding push for progress. To counter this, he formed the Knights of the Brown Hats, a collective dedicated to protecting Ubiquiti not through violence but through ingenuity, love and the deep wisdom of their kind.
The Knights understood that the Moth-Men’s strength lay in their machines, particularly the nanobots that monitored and manipulated the environment. The Radagast, with their intuitive connection to nature, sought ways to neutralize this threat without compromising their peaceful existence.
The Sap of the Vitrali Tree
One such discovery came from the Vitrali tree, a towering, crystalline plant found only in Ubiquiti’s deepest forests. When the Radagast consumed the tree’s sap—a viscous, shimmering liquid—they experienced a strange transformation. The sap’s complex biochemical properties, when metabolized, altered the composition of their urine. It became a natural disruptor to the nanobots, shorting out their circuits on contact.
The process was both practical and oddly symbolic. Gabriel saw it as a reminder that even the simplest acts of life—eating, drinking, and excreting—could hold immense power. The Knights began to spread this practice among their people, turning the act of nourishment into an act of resistance.
The Aleatoric Nature of Truth
Beyond their physical tactics, the Radagast possessed a unique psychic ability that became a cornerstone of their strategy. Their thoughts were not communicated in structured language but through an aleatoric encryption—a transmission of raw truth shaped by the chaos of the moment. These psychic messages, ungraspable by logic alone, bypassed the conscious mind and resonated directly with the gut, where the Radagast believed the soul digested understanding.
This psychic encryption allowed the Radagast to infiltrate the Moth-Men’s networks in an unexpected way. Messages of beauty, love, and harmony were psychically encoded and transmitted via the nanobots themselves. While the Moth-Men could not comprehend the meaning, the truth lingered in their subconscious, gnawing at their insatiable drive for progress.
Some Moth-Men began to experience moments of inexplicable clarity—a quiet yearning for balance they couldn’t explain. It was as if the truth was growing within them, slowly eroding the foundations of their ambition.
Symbiosis with the Egg Cycle
The Radagast’s relationship with nature extended to their primary source of sustenance: eggs. For them, consuming an egg was a sacred act, steeped in a deep symbiotic understanding of life’s cycles. Through an innate sensitivity, they could perceive whether an egg was fertilized before consuming it.
The Radagast employed a unique method to identify fertilized eggs: a pendulum crafted from quartz, suspended on a fine thread, was held above the egg. When the pendulum swung in a circular motion, it indicated that the egg was fertilized and teeming with the potential for new life. If the pendulum moved back and forth in a straight line, it confirmed the egg was unfertilized and suitable for consumption. This practice combined their intuitive bond with nature and a reverence for the life cycles of their world.
Fertilized eggs were returned to their nests or carefully incubated, while unfertilized ones were consumed with gratitude. This practice not only sustained the Radagast but also strengthened their bond with the creatures they shared their world with.
Turning the Tide
As the Radagast’s methods gained traction, the Moth-Men began to falter. Their nanobots were failing at an alarming rate, their data corrupted by the Radagast’s psychic truths, and their settlements were haunted by inexplicable feelings of doubt. The sap of the Vitrali tree, once a mere resource, had become a symbol of the Radagast’s defiance—a testament to the power of simplicity and symbiosis over relentless complexity.
Even among the Moth-Men, a faction began to emerge, intrigued by the Radagast way of life. These defectors, drawn by the quiet wisdom of Shavidica, abandoned their augmentations and sought to reconnect with the natural world. The Radagast welcomed them, offering guidance on how to live harmoniously with Ubiquiti.
A Fragile Balance
The Knights of the Brown Hats continued their work, knowing that true change would take generations. Gabriel remained hopeful, his faith rooted in the belief that love, patience, and the unyielding truth of the gut would eventually bridge the divide between the two species.
In the end, it was not might or technology that defined the future of Ubiquiti, but the quiet, unassuming strength of those who chose to live in balance with the world around them. The Radagast’s victory was not one of conquest, but of persistence—of showing that the greatest power lay not in dominating nature but in becoming one with it.
Exhibits:
Fun is to savor the journey. The destination is to be saved in the moment.
An expression of the moment…when confined to a box of our thoughts. Access to that moment is what the Radagast species call “Shavidica.”
Moth-man feeds off of wool. Wool-man finds moth-man an irritant but not a pest. The moth-man however is obsessed with replication and efficiency of his replication and advancement of capabilities in both physical abilities and cognitive abilities– perhaps a strong-hold on gluttony that has no destination of completion or point of rest. Can wool-man bridge understanding to moth-man of a difference in the meaning of a quality life? Can wool-man and moth-man co-exist?
When moth-man exceeds advancement ability to what led the last fall of humanity 10,000 years ago, moth-man has no longer become an irritant. Moth-man in wool-man’s consideration is a pest that threatens the survival of the Radagast species; the only humanoids to have survived that last fall of civilization, restored back to a natural middle-world ecosystem on planet ‘Ubiquiti.’
Lately when moth-man tries to scry for means to advance he sees a moth-species from another world blocking his access. Could such blockage prevent moth-man’s drive to advance in replication and efficiency and allow him to question this primal will?
The Radagast species prepares to confront the moth-men in the moth-men’s obsession with advancements. The wool-men have just one question: At what point will you reach your goal and find contentment?
The army of wool-men tell the tail of 10,000 years ago when the surviving Radagast species in Middle-Ubiquiti had to defeat the transhumanist agenda or be met with the demise of all natural life on Ubiquiti. Would this history have any influence on the present-day moth-men and their agenda to become perpetual in advancements?
The relationship between the birds and the Radagast species is a symbiotic one. The Radagast species is adapt to getting their nutrition mainly from unfertilized bird eggs while dwelling in a nest the Radagast species builds for the birds to use for laying their eggs. The Radagast species use a quartz on a pendulum rope to identify unfertilized eggs. If the pendulum rotates in a circle then there is life in the egg. After eating some eggs, the Radagast species takes a nap.
When moth-man species develop a nano-bot army of interceptors the leader of the Radagast species Gabriel finds a way to defeat them by consuming a sap from the olive-vine tree and then urinating on the nano bots causing them to short, neutralize and dis-engage.
Moth-man generates a cybernetic leader they name Moloch that use telepathy and astro-projection to intercept the meetings and lives of The Knights of the Brown Hats. Moloch creates intricate plans with indefinite contingencies against the Radagast species, aiding the transhumanist objectives of Moloch and his followers. What Moloch is up against is the unpredictability that the Radagast Woolmen possess in them the serendipitous power of the moment, an access that the Radagasts call “Shavidica.”
Many queen wool-men revolt in defense of their offspring, with their intuitive knack of the moment of unpredictable defense, from an access they call “Shavidica” in the defense of their offspring. They use a technique of deflecting the energy from the motion of Moloch and his followers, against them. This provides a sustained stamina of the mother woolman by depleting the Moloch’s forces against her and her children.
The keys of this type-face are not labeled. The woolman Radagast wizard that uses this to prepare a message to the other tribes only knows what button to press from the moment of Shavidic access. The process of moment insight source is called aleatoric consciousness, whole and the One and only; Omni-Present and Omni-potent source of guidance with information. Because of the Radagast faith in the Shavidic process the messages of importance get across without Moloch’s interceptions of telepathy nor his power of remote viewing.
Once the message is delivered, the tribe leader holds the message and closes their eyes. The reception coming from the Shavidic process provides the intended message in inner-vision. Once that message enters the Radagast consciousness it becomes accessible to all Radagast species that become aware in the existence of the message.
The children are taught about the ten thousand year ago conflict and how a story has a way into a loop rhyme.
Radagast species of all nations and divisions united in gating to middle Ubiguiti. The cyborg species that caused the demise of life on the surface 10,000 years ago is unable to be gated because they are void of conscious connection, life and soul. Vessels without a consciousness remain physically restricted to only travel by movement confined by the physical realm.
Every thousand years or so a woolman leader of the Radagast species gates back to the surface to monitor the natural recovery of the 10,000 years ago disaster of conflict. For the first time in 10,000 years the myth of a surface species of Radagast was discovered.
The confrontation of fear was a result in a difference of historical accounts. That was quickly settled after they learned of the divergence story in the species after the 10,000 year old conflict. The middle-Ubiquti knew nothing of the existence of the surviving surface Radagasti and the surface Radagasti only told stories of folklore of a middle Ubiquti.
The leader of middle Ubiguiti returns to bring about the good news of resilience, among them a newly discovered family of the Radagast species.
Around the world all the surface mermaid Radagasti people have parallel dreams of a middle Ubuiti. The two worlds begin to merge in consciousness against the impeding threat of the transhumanist agenda of the moth-men species.
The surface-Radagasti off the coast of what was known inland as Bharat express caution to the good news of discovery of their family of 10,000 years separation. These Dravidic Radagasti have an oral recount of a history spanning 50,000 years of wars, famine, natural destruction, pillaging, castings and population controls. They will tread very carefully into this discovery and the discovery of an inner-world threat. The Dravidic Radagasti mermaids do not ignore the potential threat of the inner-Radagasti just because they share a common threat with the moth-men transhumanistic objective.
Chapter 1: The Encounter The sun hung low in the ash-choked sky, casting a dim orange hue over the ruined city. Its skeletal remains loomed like the carcass of a beast long dead. Luna crouched behind an overturned truck, her ears straining for any sound beyond the wind’s mournful whistle. She adjusted the strap on her pack, full of scavenged canned goods, wires, and parts from a broken drone she planned to repurpose. Every move had to be calculated, silent. Her heart pounded as she heard the crunch of boots on gravel. A man emerged from the haze, tall and gaunt, dressed in mismatched combat gear. A semi-automatic rifle rested in his arms, the muzzle aimed just low enough to be a threat. Luna stayed perfectly still, her […]
