It's all about the Multiverse

LIZA'S THEORY OF THE MULTIVERSE

The multiverse is a complex entity

Here are some basic rules:

1) Infinity does not exist. It's all finite, it's just really big--beyond our imagination big.

2) Universes split and become two when something STATISTICALLY SIGNIFICANT OCCURS.

3)Time reduces the importance of differences.

4) Universes collapse when differences no longer statistically matter.

Does it really matter what happened in 4000 BC?

5) There is a finite number of universes allowed in a multiverse, thus once it reaches it's full capacity a must collapse two into one before  a new universe can be selected. 

The whole circle should have lines. I just grew tired of drawing lines. (I'd be a lazy God).


6) When two statistically similar universes collapse, changes are made on a micro level, created from pieces of the two universes, depending on what is focused upon. It's not a winner takes all, it's a huge compromise.

7) What creates focus during a collapse? Any sentient creature can do so. So if in one of the universes a squirrel has located a tasty nut, he'll probably get to keep it, unless a bigger predator attacked the poor squirrel in the other universe.  Neither action is statistically relevant, so the intensity of the event decides.

This explains why scientists are always finding things where their theory says it should be.

And why positive attitudes do help you have a better life.

8) Collapses are not limited to two. It's just easier to discuss small numbers. During time lags in the same event (like driving to work) a hundred universes can occur and then collapse leaving only one in the end. This is called a Time Event. An event can't be collapsed until all time variances play out. Thus, it could take days to close out an event.

For a human these can result in 'lost time' moments, Deja Vue, and predictions of the future.

9) The last Time Event will normally win out since these are similar situations, just occurring at slightly lagging times. But if a sentient focuses hard on one of the outcomes, then when the event is over that will probably be selected. 

In my Multiverse series, time events are used to actually change what happens, but that's harder than it sounds. To make a significant, statistically important change, they needed a sentient being that's capable of seeing across the various universes and isolate the same event that's playing out on different time lags. 

But that's not enough, because each universe will have it's own sentient who only lives in that universe, they will likely do the same thing as those before have done unless they have reason to act differently. Now it's possible they will get a flat tire which saves them from a forty car pile up that kills the person in all other universes, but I doubt their intense focus on a flat is going to be nearly as intense as the other 99 versions who focused on a forty car crash up.

Thus, in my book, I have a sentient who was born to manipulate universes. However, that alone won't save the day, because the lesson learned from the prior version of him won't be able to share what he knows with the new version of him from another universe lagging even further behind in time. 

What I needed was a sentient who doesn't forget anything that happens. Who is the same sentient in all probabilities and can thus tell my focusing sentient what to do or not to do.

In my story, Drogan is the one who can see across universes, and the Sargon bull Blue remembers all that happens in all possible universes. The two together can change history within a time event. 

Drogan, the seer of Multiverses. (to the left)


Blue, the Sargon who never forgets anything.
(below)

Without these two, none would have survived Surviving Sojourn, and they will be needed in the future as well.

Which brings me to a final point about Multiverses. While the universes nearby will be familiar, the further away you reach the less familiar anything will be. And given the large variations of animals on earth, there is no reason you should expect the sentient beings to look human. The one thing we know is that life is determined and creative. For all the successful universes, this should be true.

10) My final observation of a Multiverse is that
what we perceive is but a small segment of the universe, which leaves us unaware of it's true shape. Here's my attempt to portray it:

 Hope you've enjoyed having your mind blown.

Here is my upcoming Multiverse Series

And here are some pictures of characters.

This is Tamara when she returns to the farm and reunites with her Soul-bond after six years of absence. She was murdered many years ago, but since the other half of her soul remains with Saran, she continues to exist as a spirit. 

This is Saran, Tamara's Soul-Bond

(That means their souls have co-mingled so they share one soul between two bodies)

This is Dmitri, an honest, hardworking rancher. He first married Tamara, years ago, not realizing she was a soul-bond. Then she died, but remained with him as a ghost.

When Saran meets and marries Dmitri as well, they bond as three and now Tamara can control billions of molecules. Thus, she can emulate a warm blooded woman instead of a spirit.

Together, they are Tamsarandem, the only 3 soul-bond in all the Multiverses and an incredibly powerful soul.

This is Tamsarandem's 1st born
Kyros-the future King of Terranue

He likes to wrestle with the Sargon bulls.

This is True when she first became an animal handler. She's able to control any animal with charm and mental powers. (The blue bull is Time Span, Blue's favorite offspring.)

This is True when's she's a bit older. Ky's in love with the adorable young woman

who is not exactly what she seems.
But without question, she is the happiest person anyone has ever met.

This is Sojourn,

He is second born, which oddly makes him the oldest since he has all his parents memories, and they were older when he was conceived. Thus, they joined and grew him into a man of twenty-four while Kyros was only grown to the age of sixteen.

When you first meet this young woman, she's a Princess, but in during the series she becomes

The Empress of the Universe and Sojourn becomes her consort.

Together, these and many more people and species join for exciting adventures through space in the Multiverse Series.

 

S. Usher Evans presents Alliances, Book 2 of the Razia series

Today, I share with you

S. Usher Evans

Alliances

Book 2 of the Razia Series

Lyssa Peate has found a tenuous balance between her double lives - the planet-discovering scientist and space pirate bounty hunter named Razia. No longer on probation, Razia still struggles to be thought of as more than a chocolate-fetching joke, and Lyssa can’t be truthful to those closest to her. But both lives are turned upside-down when feisty government investigator Lizbeth Carter shows up to capture the same pirate Razia is after.

Lizbeth’s not interested in taking Razia’s thunder; rather, she convinces the caustic bounty hunter to help solve a mystery. Somebody’s hiring pirates to target government ships, and there’s a money trail that doesn’t make any sense. From the desert planet of D-882 to the capital city on S-864, the investigation leads them deeper and deeper into a conspiracy that reaches to the highest levels of the Universal Government - and to one of the most painful chapters in Lyssa’s past. 

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The room was dark, with a single, dingy lamp hanging over a table where three men sat, each holding a hand of cards. They said little, except for the occasional grunt or movement to tap their grungy mini-computers to up their ante. The first sighed and rubbed the scruff around his chin. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette and a lighter.

"You hear that Llendo is running for re-election?" he said, cigarette dangling from his mouth.
"What else is new?" The short, squatty man and whose toes barely brushed the floor, threw a few chips into the virtual pile using his mini-computer. "The guy’s a puppet. There ain’t nothin’ that comes out of his mouth that ain’t been sent through the ringer about a million times."

The other two men chuckled and shuffled around their cards. The third man, with a long face and sallow complexion, pulled two more cards for his own hand and shuffled them together and apart again.

"But who else is there to vote for?" he asked, counting his cards and stacking them together again.

"That general? You know that buffoon Peate works for him. He ain't getting my vote until I know he's gonna play along."

The second shrugged and said, "Nobody’d vote for him in a million years."
"You and your millions." The third rolled his eyes. "Everything you say has been done a million times."

"Bah, can it," the first barked. "And hurry up and make your move."
"I'm taking my time. Don't want to get fleeced again," the third said. "You're all a bunch of crooks."

"Takes one to know one." The second man peered at his cards through a pair of thick glasses, hunched over.

"I am retired," the first man said, sitting back and taking a long drag of his cigarette. "None of that piracy crap for me anymore. Getting too dangerous for me."

"Gonna break a nail?" the second snorted. "Bad enough you got that girl. Whatsherface."

"I hear she's doing all right," the third said. "Kidnapped Jukin Peate's brother and held him for ransom last year."

"And what's she done since then?" the second said.

"More than you've done."

"I'm just saying, it's unnatural to have a woman out with the men," the first said. He paused for a moment and began to smile. "Although I can't say I hate seeing her scamper around '882."

"Shame she doesn't wear tighter pants," the second said. "I seen pictures. She wears these baggy things. I bet if she wore something that made her look like a girl, she wouldn't even have to fight nobody."

"She could come capture me any day of the week. I don't care what she looks like," the third said. "I'd lay down and let her do whatever she wanted to me."

"Care to test that theory?"

The three glanced up sharply at the sound of a distinctly female voice in the doorway.

"Hey, hey," the first man said, standing up. "We don't want no trouble. We're retired here, lady."

"You are," Razia said, stepping into the light with a smirk on her face. She turned her eyes on the third man in the room. "He isn't."

S. Usher Evans is an author, blogger, and witty banter aficionado. Born in a small, suburban town in northwest Florida, she was seventeen before she realized that not all beach sand is white. From a young age, she has always been a long-winded individual, first verbally (to the chagrin of her ever-loving parents) and then eventually channeled into the many novels that dotted her Windows 98 computer in the early 2000's. After high school, she got the hell outta dodge and went to school near the nation's capital, where she somehow landed jobs at National Geographic, Discovery Channel, and the British Broadcasting Corporation, capping off her educational career with delivering the commencement address to 20,000 of her closest friends. She determined she'd goofed off long enough with that television nonsense and got a "real job" as an IT consultant. Yet she continued to write, developing 20 page standard operating procedures and then coming home to write novels about bounty hunters, teenage magic users, and other nonsense. After a severe quarter life crisis at age 27, she decided to finally get a move on and share those novels with the world in hopes that she will never have to write another SOP again.

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