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Thoughts On Time

There are some basic concepts inherent in the training of the Time Knighthood...

Time travel into the future is inevitable...

Time travel is a variable.  Variable depending on your movement.

Time control exist by virtue of our choice of movement.

Time travel backwards is a function of such displacements.

Time, all time, exists in the state of perpetual present.

Time and Space IS one.  Where I am is when.

Time, Space, Thought: All IS one.

I think, therefore I am somewhen.

The I that I am cannot be in two places and be as I am, but younger or older can.

To Be Continued...

Knights Of Infinity

25 MAR 07

"I don't know when I am." Glancing at Well's head and the cave ceiling above. "Sure you didn't bump your head? Interesting how these caves are all lit up.... I remember glowing jellyfish in the Delaware's once. We used to chew mints in a dark room as a parlor room to see then glow when being crunched. Like eating fireflies."

This is unusual, I thought. There must be extremely energy here... in this confluence... all barriers to times are blurred. Yet, Hull's sword isn't bent nor flying against a wall of the cave. No, not magnetism. I only thought the ELF of thought could splice passages between times. Knights have mastered this. If so, there must be an active mind here... a very active mind. "Let's press on... this way. The light seems brighter there then elsewhere." We went corridor to corridor seeking slight increases in the ambient light. As they moved toward the brightness, Wells noted more and more orientation. We are focusing toward one point. One time zone as we move this way. "You don't look as lost..." "No, actually I do not." Entering a large cavern they came to a gangway. below was a rift of fog and at it's center, a glow. A large glass cube that changed in intensity and pattern. Black glass? Marble? Whatever, it was translucent. Something was going on inside. They followed the metal gangway down. The brightness was now even in all directions. "How may I help you?"

To Be Continued...

Knights Of infinity

18 OCT 06

He laughed.  He laughed at my comment.  His face was sunburned from the reflections between the glaciers surrounding the land.  His accent was not as refined.  Rural.  He wore a coat, blue with large gold buttons.  He laughed again as he lowered his firearm.  "Dressed like a city slicker in these parts... you must me a gambler."  "I assure you sir, I am not.  Your name?"  "Hull, Kenneth Elwood.  The Third.  Colonel, third regiment, Union Army."  "Wells, ....Johnathan Wells, pleasure to meet you acquaintance.  How is it that you came to be in this time or rather these here parts (thought I'd try some of the vernacular on my supposed captor.)  "That sir, is a predicament.  That I do not know.  C'mon, I have camp round yonder, ... guess I can spare a cup of coffee.  As we turned to walk I noticed the gold braid circling his hat and the ring on the stock of his rifle.  "And what war did you fight in sir?"  "All of em... Bull Run, Gettysburg, you name em'.  Calvary regiment I was with."  "And after the war?"  "I moved west toward the Rockies.  I had a grub stake, thought I'd do some prospecting."  Then it started, I discovered that once I got him talking he just wouldn't stop.  "I was in a mountain town and saw a sign for a saloon.  Figured there'd be some dancin' women there for some company.  Some placed called Nora's.  Never could locate it.  Ended up at the opening of a cave or somethin'.  Lots of lights on inside.  I rode in, next thing I know, I was here."  "When or I mean, where, did you find out you were here?"  "Over yonder.  I had some minerals I found, buried some of them here at this end of a cave and some back at that cave.  Never can be to careful of claim jumpers."  "This cave and that cave?  How do you know they were different?"  "Nora's sign wasn't around.  And, well, look around.  Does this look like the Colorado territory in summer?"  At this point we arrived at the opening of a cave.  Not a very deep cave and it abruptly came to an end.  An interesting end.  I had trouble sensing the end of the cave.  It was visibly there, but my perception was that I could put my hand through to somewhere else.  There was a fire, a worn coffee pot and some vegetables cooking in a pot.  "You haven't eaten yet have you?"  "Not sure how long I'd been here, but there's lots of crops to pick... not much in animals."  He was right, I had not even noticed an insect or a bird for that matter.  I noticed a gray pallor to his skin.  "Actually, I was...am a doctor.  How have ou been feeling?"  "I don't like doctors!"  "I don't like patients."  He laughed... "Actually, I've been real tired of late..."  "And your minerals, did they look like this?"  I produced some crystals for his review.  "Tarnation, you found some too.  I thought they'd make some fine jewelry or maybe even use them to make gun powder.  They don't fire that well."  "And I suppose that when you had tried to go back into the cave you had already buried you other samples?"  "Yeah, what you getting at?"  "I can get you back on the trail you were on in Colorado. But, I need your help."  I pointed to the various roots and vegetables he had collected.  Selecting one, sort of a soft pine cone with nuts.  "Where did you find this?  Would you show me?"  "Over that ice pack, there is a ravine.  Seems the ice melts and starts a stream.  Normally a pine tree wouldn't like so much water, but this one is in the shallow.  It seems to be doing just fine."  "Perhaps we can hike over there in a day or so.  Right now, I think we need to look at the back of the cave for a passage or crevace.  If I were you, I'd grab your mineral collection and pack up.  You'll find I'm a fairly good  cave explorer."  He returned from the mouth of the cave where he moved a boulder and grabbed a sack bag of rocks.  Upon examination, he had several ore's including some of uranium along with some rare crystals of uranium he had found here.  Problem number one, radiation sickness.  He evidently carried the rocks in a saddle pack and suffered a chronic low dose exposure.  "And you found those crystals here?"  "Yeah, near the tree in the stream.  little teardrops of glass all around with the crystals mixed in."  "Bring them with you, you may need them."  As we approached the rear of the cave this time, the rear of the cave appeared out of focus.  Next, the rear of the cave was behind us. 

We were on the other side.  There was debri.  And a sign: NO RAD.

To Be Continued...

Knights Of Infinity

09 AUG 06

It was a time when the high mountain dwellings of the Incas were as the base of a valley between the frozen shrouds capping the polar hemispheres. A narrow equitorial band of life on a frozen ball. It was a time after the loss of our first moon. The Cenozoic Moon that had spiralled downward causing extremes of tides, a washing of the planet and the eventual winter from it's collision with Earth's surface The ice was primarily of cosmic origin. A nature being composed more of heavy water (heavenly water) than terrestrial water.  It was such a comet composed of this that acheived critical mass on atmospheric entry creating a massive explosion in northern Russia early in the 1900s CE.  A similar comet collided with the former moon causing it to eventually fall from orbit.  Fragments of these comets rained  helping to form the ice caps north and south of the equator.  Run off from these primarily 2H reservoirs contributed to the mutation of vegetation in these green regions. The hydrogen-oxygen bond in water, altered the biological properties of foliage. Animal life subsequently sustained on such plants developed amazing powers. The giants of ancient lore, the gods of Olympus are such examples.  In our current epoch, some remnants of these plants survive producing medicinal qualities that when properly manipulated can control disease or control mankind. Is this such control that led to the control and demise of much of human kind.  One plant in particular could be readily replicated for such a purpose. Dr. Maurice had found such ways to manipulate. For the world to survive and the true course of history to be restored, it would be necessary to find and erradicate their ancient roots.  The ancient roots of medicinal herbs that would rob those of the power that allowed them to rob the world.

Deuterium can replace the normal hydrogen in water molecules to form D2O, which is about 10.6% more dense than normal water (enough that ice made from it sinks in ordinary water. Once properly metabolized, It was then possible that these plants eventually gave rise to the plants of control. The foliage was sought by other visitors.  The giants that formed pyrimads, that turned liquid into the blocks to land on this planet cultivated the plants for their consumption.  Enslaving the residual Terran population to serve as gatherers.  Organisms, however, can survive and grow in pure heavy water (though they grow more slowly). Heavy water is modestly toxic in eukaryotic animals, with 25% substitution of the body water causing cell division problems and sterility, and 50% substitution causing death by cytotoxic syndrome (bone marrow failure and gastrointestinal lining failure) similar to radiation exposure sickness.  It was this ingestion in the pursuit of direct power conversion lead to the demise of the giants and their dissappearance from Earth.  It had been postulated that such reservoirs of water could be used to eradicate the Locust.  But for now, I was here to find the plant remnant.  I was here to destroy it.  The roots of such plants proved to be the root of evil.

To Be Continued

Knights Of Infinitiy

The  museum...an ancient history exhibit... Los Incas.  The artifacts were categorized and stored.  And there were other items likewise stored in the structure of the ruins.  The emblems, on stones, properly addressed could be reached into and items acquired.  A hyperspace storage center you might say. "Ah, here it is."  Just like the one I gave Miss Stone, uranium crystal and all.  The crystal emits a specific signal.  Known to the ancient angels serving the sun god that built these ruins.  Holding the bracelet in my hand and a quick thought, it was where the original I had taken was stored.   

What do you mean "here it is?"  I looked again sir, and here it is.  I guess that guy didn't take it after all.  Must have been misplaced.  Let me have it, I want to look into this further.

The technology of this world today is just scratching ways to use such items.  But it is still wise to cover ones tracts as not to acquire attention.  I had originally encountered ruins such as these and in their midst was transformed for the life I now have.  Transformed... transported... tutored while on my journey.  My friends in this future, just emerging on the surface after years of exile would never know that the events that create their future where in fact ancient in origin.  But whether past or future, never or present, there are forces at play to be sought and reckoned with.  And the more I see of this future, the more I need to see the past.  Those of us that see the universe as ever expanding also know that time and space are inverse.  The smaller the space the faster running time is.  The universe of the past is smaller and running faster.  Traveling back in time requires more accuracy than traveling forward.  Also, traveling back in time and returning appears to those present that you never left.  Departure and arrival timing to the past required more consideration to maintain such illusions.  And there I was, in front of a circular calendar.  And from this, the knowledge of the time I can create my ETA.  A time of enslavement and servitude.  A time from which perhaps even I may not return.  As my hand passed through the disc of the calendar, so did I.

To Be Continued...

Knights Of Infinity

17 May 06

The Knight Never Sleeps

Night to day,
Days to night.
Forces evil take their flight.
Chosen few, with worlds to keep...
Knights ever vigilent
The Knight never sleeps.

James Robert Fellabaum

Knights Of infinity 11 May O6

"Would you like a lift to your car?"   Actually I ... took a cab. I am staying in town, but,.." "Hop in, I'm headed that way."  Being that I have already been the object of scrutiny, so much so that security observed me in the lounge and paid for our meal I thought it prudent to make a hasty exit.  To leave with her might endanger her, but to vanish would definitely be unwise especially since I appropriated an item such as the bracelet as a gift.  I assisted he into the vehicle, entered and off we went.

"We have an item missing sir.  From the museum of ancient history."  "What kind of item?"  "A bracelet sir.  It was being studied once it was found to contain radioactive ore."  "Video?"  "Here's the placy back, it just ... vanished."  There on the screen it was, then wasn't.  "Give me a play back on our mystery man."  As they watched the footage "Now, zoom in... he's placing something on her wrist.  There's our missing bracelet.  How did he..."  "Parking lot sir, they left about twenty minutes ago headed south, away from town."  "Any ID on the girl?"  "None yet.  She had a press pass."  "Car make?"  [pause] "Keep working on it... get the tag number from the parking lot video."  "Do you thing the radiation interferred with our surveilance, sir?" 

"Wow, nice ride.  You drive quite err speedily."  "Sometimes.  I like to drive."  The bracelet looked nice on her arm.  The ore will help me keep tabs on her.  Not the uranium but the substrate of iridium.  Monoelectrics come from rare earths.  They have a distince gravity signal.  Well, that's one of the reasons I took it.  Couldn't show up to date in any century empty handed.  "Is that a british accent I detect Mr. Wells?"  "British?  Oh, the country... no, that's just how I speak."  "And where was that again?"  "I'll tell you another time buy you won't believe me."  There it was, the icon of any civilization;  a city.  "It is beautiful, is it not?"   "So much prettier at night.  We had hoped to settle in San Francisco before.."  "Understood.  I have known loss too.  Perhaps that is why I chose to travel as I do.  Exploring and researching."  "Clinging to the past Mr. Wells?"  If you spot it you got it I suppose..."Just my studies, I love to uncover and discover." "Family?" "Gone, everyone... I was late in life."   Well that was half true.  I remember something of this time and place.  Being alone is why I was chosen.  That an my composure.  An almost invisible personality.  Our outer reflections are the deepest characteristics of ones soul.  "And you Miss Stone?  Any retained secrets?"  She smiled with a glance of astonishment at my forwardness despite her own;  "I'll tell you later."  It is a funny thing about bending gravity, space, time and the like.  It also includes light and refelction.  We turned left, the image turned right.  All smoke and mirrors. 

To Be Continued...

Knights Of Infinity 05 May 06

The event ran long.  I was to meet my date at the six hour.  I was late.  Into the shadows, out of the shadows.  As I came down the hall, there she was.  Seated and apparenty upset.  "Hello" I said with a smile.  "Hello?  You're late and all you can say is Hello? I don't like being stood up!"  " I apologize... my meeting ran late.  I thought you would understand."  "No, I do not.  I have to leave."  And with that comment, she left.  Obviously her tirade had nothing to do with me nor my tardiness.  Reaction comes from prior experiences.  Matter easily fixed.  I walked down the hallway and slipped into the shadows and returned at five minutes before the six hour.  I walked back to the table and had a seat.  A fictional character would never use his abilities for personal gain, but then again, I am not a fictional character.  Six hour, Six and five, six ten.  She appeared.  "Hi, sorry I'm late..."  Well, what could I say now?  The double standards between the male and females of species are extremely unfair.  If I'm late, I'm uncaring about her feelings... If I complain about her tardiness, I'm insensitive to her needs... "... have you been waiting long?"  "My meeting finished early so I came right over.  I didn't want to be late!"   "I'm Su."  She put out her hand to shake mine.  I returned the gesture.  "Su Stone."  "Johnathon..."  She continued to hold/shake my hand waiting for me to finish.  I needed an additional name.  I glanced at the bar across the way and saw an ad for well drinks, "Wells, ... Johnathon Wells." as she sat down. "And just what is it you do when consulting Mr... Wells."  "I study the effects of time."  "Historian?"  "No, ...Archeologist. A historian may study the past, I experience it."   I gave her the once over, black one piece knit dress for cocktails.  She was well dressed for the evening.  A waiter interuppted our discussion.  We placed an order and continued.  "You know much Mr. Wells.  Perhaps I'll do a story on your sometime."  "Me? (great)... My studies are not very interesting.  "Artifacts of beliefs and actions of the past.  Obviously not as passionate as your political activism... tell me more about your current articles"  A great distraction with women is to show interest in their projects.   And in this case I was genuinely interested.

"Here's the playback.  See... there he is."  In this age of monitoring and security that I am aware of, I am careful.  I shift in shadows, time my arrivals and departures.  Even as I was sitting in the dining area and maintaining an illusion of current clothing my face was somewhat distorted to electronic imaging lest my presence be documented.  Imagine a spectator at the Kennedy Assination showing up in the crowd at the Reagan shooting.  Repeated occurences would eventually alert authorities to look for an individual that did not appear to age.  My effects are essentially indiscernable to the individual eye.  Just as each side of the face is different and we never know just how anyone truly looks due to the way we process images in the brain I leave enough lattitude to be familiar but not necessarily recognizeable.  The current magnetic and digital imaging of this era is something I am constantly on the alert of.  With the discovery of extraterrestrial visitations and government secrecy, surveilance has become quite a priority to monitor such monitors.  While it not be espionage, the powers of the world are quite protective of their secrets, their power and are proprietary about their planet.  I was caught on tape.  "Tell me what you have..."  "Here, in the hallway, at 5:55. Here is the earlier view and leading hallways prior.  Now, at 5:55, there he is."  "What, he just appeared from the wall.  I'm not going topside with this."  "Well, here he is in the cafe."  "Can you focus it better, he looks alittle out of focus."  "That's just it... look, the girl he is with, in focus.  Him, in focus.  His face?  Not clear in focus."  Frustrated, "I'll do a walk by and check it out.  Keep an eye on him and let me know if you notice anything else."

"...so that's my story.  Started with my fiance' and still is my current project."  "Perhaps... Have you ever lost anyone close to you?"  "Actually, I never had anyone to lose.  I stay quite busy with my research... travel alot."  "Perhaps I am fortunate to have been spared those feeling..."  "And you Mr. Travel?  Your current passion?  "The fun about archeology is the quest for the truth.  There are many truths and yet, they can all agree when put into perspective.  My last trip was to lost Inca cities.  You remember stories of the Devil's Triangle, and the Pacific Triangle... I am correlating a relationship between artifacts and placement of the three equitorial pyramidal groups..."  "Including the one in the asian southeast?"  "Exactly.  Artifact review, structural placement, geographical positioning... My grant is to collect and theorize what led such peoples to construct such similar structures in such remote and unconnected locations."  "Chinese history and archeology goes back more than ten thousand years.  In America they always start history six thousand years ago in Iraq.  I am a little insulted by that."  "Your history is definitely valid as a culture.  Interesting that your srcipt developed contrary to the lines of western languages and each presupposes the other should do if differently."  "But, when it comes to artifacts... jewelry is my number one goal."  "You're a treasure hunter, Mr. Wells?"  "Not a profitier.  But Egyptians had a knowledge of electricity.  Biblical stories talk of dancing snakes from wooden staffs and other items.  To a culture with an overall low knowledge of science, a Tesla discharge would indeed give the appearance of dancing snakes."  "So do you believe these pieces of jewelry hold more value than we are aware?"  "Well, (reaching into my pocket and producing a jeweled bracelet) there are many beautiful things of the past as well as the present.  One certainly compliments the other..." slipping the amulet over her wrist as I finished my statement.  "Johnathon, it is... beautiful... I cannot accept this. " she said as she admired it on her wrist.  "I can take it back" "No!" she said abruptly then laughed.  "It is something I brought to show you tonight.  I would like you to have it if you would be so inclined?"  She laughed.  "You are so polite..., are you from Britian or something?"  "No,... in my travels I have learned the value of being a gift to others as well as giving gifts to others."  "Where is it from?"  That item is from the mountainous region of the Andes."  In the past they worshiped a sun god.  Lucifer is known as the anger of light.  Perhaps in a period of time such a fallen celestial entity egotistically desiring worhsip visited both the Nile and the Andes being perceived as a deity.  Such an experience could set humans off on projects such as pyramids to reach such beings.  In the frenzy, other items such as this spin off in an effort to emulate the artifacts of such an experience.  What we know as a cell phone the Egyptians would see as the voice of unseen gods and would have constructed wands to mimic the item.  Amulets are no different.  Perhaps they mimic the functional attire of ancient visitors.  Such an attempt results in the attention to detail.  It is pure gold.  The invading Spaniards disliked it because it was so soft.  This one is more of an alloy so it is studier.  But see the stones..."  "Yes, I was wondering... gray... metallic..."  "Some women have eyes of such a seductive luster... actually the gray is uranium ore.."  She looked surprised... "Don't worry, it is not radioactive."  But you can see how such an item used by technological superiors would make others seek to recreate it in the hopes they too would have it's spiritual power."  At this point I caught a man in the lounge eyeing us.  I continued.  "You could have probably caused a flourescent light to glow with this item five thousand or so years ago..."  "Or make a watch dial glow?"  As she moved it towards her wrist chronometer it did glow slightly more.  "A subtle after effect I suppose.  Would you like to take a walk once we finish?"  "Yes, I would like that, the weather is cool."  The individual had used a phone from his belongings, looked toward the ceiling then left."  I noticed the observation system early.  To continue to come and go and be observed without any ingress or egress would not be wise.  However, my review of details here provided my with ideas on when to go next.  In my haste I had forgotten to procure a means of paying for our evening.  This would have been a problem but it seems our observer had handled our bill.  The waiter informed me the house had taken care of our tab as a courtesy.  Not a good sign,it was definitely time to leave.   As I placed her wrap across her shoulders "The conference picked up your tab?   My my Mr. Wells, aren't we important."  "That I am my dear Ms. Stone, that I am."

To Be Continued...

Knights Of Infinity 07APR06

There is a common thread that joins some of us.  Joins us to our futures, our pasts, our traits and way of being.  This common thread is what determines our intersections and our detours.  Why some meet and some never know.  And it is these threads that form the matrices we call the common universe.

The Scribes of the Scrolls tune into these threads relative to their connection.  And hence it also is with Knight Travel.  For where we've been, where we go and where we are are all guided by the threads of commonality.

It was a government facility.  People of power making decision. Changing the world for their personal gain and those with nothing that go along playing not to lose.  Warfare comes in many formats.  Economic as well as guns and bombs.  Boots on the ground as well as planned starvation.  Lies.  Fabrications that make the masses believe that what is done is for their eventual long term good.  The only ones that profit are the inventors of the lies.

So as I met my friends in this worlds future, I knew my friends in this time.  And I became visible in the shadows with the cloak of common clothing so as to appear from their time.  This time was not that far off from my own.  The time before I was taken and saved to serve on such a day. 

Over casual chat I joined them for a dark warmed liquid called coffee.  Whimsical as I was in days past I still am.  And to add to the current conversation I added a quote from a fable of my childhood: " There are people that think great thought with no more brains than you scarecrow".  Remarking on the incredulous meeting they had observed.  "I don't remember seeing you there" said one girl.  "I was in the back of the shadows" (not far from the truth.  They were cute, idealistic yet tainted by past disappointments in life.  Similar to my history and general conclusion that had led me to believe that "I am alone.  The one for me is not out there.  Better not to complicate my life".  Still this did not stop me from flirting.  Normal contact in normal life settings that I remember.  Far from the spartan bleakness of Knighthood.  "And your conclusion of what you just witnessed?" asked a young girl with dark frames on her countenance.  "Subtext is for those with special gifts to discern."  And yours?  "Well, if we don't do something we will go to war again.  I lost my fiance' in the last one.  As a reporter I attack administration policy but never get any print since the ruling family owns most of the media and the remaining media fears sanctions."  "Kind of how your China is and was?"  "How did you know I was Chinese?"  "You look more Asian than hispanic, but your english accent definitely shows your Mandarin roots.  So, you've seen the lie before and know it well."  "Yes.  I met and lost my fiance' in the last war.  That is how I came this country and went into political activism."  "So if your future is predestined, is it more futile to try or to never try?"  She smiled.  We bonded.  Her friend was intent on our discussion, but we were in it.  "Where are you from, outer space?"  "I'll tell you another time, if you'll believe it."  "I have some friends that have lived through the aftermath of the plans of war and the war itself.  I know that nothing is written in stone that can't be rewritten... including time."  "My friend and I have another meeting.  Will you be around later for dinner?"  "Yes.  I have to look around a bit as well but I will meet you here at the six hour."  "Until Later" she said in classic Mandarin Chinese.  Hadn't heard that in awhile.  "Until Later" replied I in like.  She smiled.

Off into the shadows I moved.  My thoughts led me to another building.  A science hall.  And there I noted another meeting.  Not so political but alchemical.  It was a company that had done testing on medicines determining their detrimental effect.  Senoir Maurice, the director of the company was detailing the problems but seemed more interested in the monies received to wash the bad side of the results and lose it in obscure paperwork mismananged by lower level underpaid illiterate employees similar to those scapegoated in the past.  The power of omission.  Niche' said no action is still an action.  Sr. Maurice dismissed himself form the conference table with the promise of a lack of overview and the guarantee of additional business. 

There were plans to market the medicine for a new variety of invented mental states with the belief that the states were real, beyond control and that everyone should use such mild mind altering remedies to tolerate what their common sense told them was not right.  Women were targeted as they were more prone to consumerism and more prone to inflict the application of such remedies on their children out of convenience rather than resorting to items that build character in children such as standards of behavior and discipline.  Sr. Maurice was a point of intersection.  A key.  A key that could either lock in or lock out the folly of those in power by destroying the adherence to a sense of right and wrong by an ever growing lethargic mindset.  Within a generation, control could be established and maintained.  The lie could be promoted and accepted.  The political agendas on the eastern continents would be the ultimate contamination of the planets environment and the underminining of leading economies of this world and the beginning of it's end.  A end leading to the eradication of all surface life except those chosen to survive.  My friends from that time only know a brief history.  I know what was and is.  All is.  Man only knows a sliver of reality.  Sometimes, realization comes at too great a price or too late to correct a path.  I am a Knight, I live in time but I serve change.  For what may come may lead to more destruction to more planets.  Surgery; the best form of correction.  One pebble tossed into a quite pond makes many ripples.  One pebble is all I sought.  The one moment that could alter all.  The drug of war.  Man's greatest addiction.  And the quest for the recovery of humanity.

Knights Of Infinity

The ring the knights wear are simple in design.  Two adjacent half spheres sympolizing an hour glass.  in one "apex" there is a marking.  Symbolic of one willing to cross over.  Unlike an hour glass, the two half shere's are not connected.  If the two halves are connected to create a sphere it is symbolic of a sphere demonstrating that there is no different time nor space.  There there just is oneness and where perchance you happen to be in that eternal moment of the oneness.  Hence the Einstein concept of leaving in one direction in a straight line only to eventually return to your point of origin.

The knights are observers.  Known to occasionally nudge the physical realms to help things move along.  Dundee was no exception.  Those returning to the world needed to be lead.   Just as the original ancestors of all homeworlds were lead out of one geneome to a greater one or from a cave to terrestrial dwellings, one planet to another, one dimension to the next.  The knights traversed them all by the power of the liberated will.  It was here on Dundee that the will of those in power lead to the demise of an entire planet.  The knights have seen entire galaxies reduces to vaporous dark matter with the right technology in the wrong hands.  And the will of the blind masses handed over in such a republic results in the same.  A few willful individuals in solitary pursuit of the gain of power capitalizing on the following of a volume of people not wishing to think, just willing to be taken care of.  As long as their basic needs were met, more and more freedoms were lost.  A little freedom here or there as long as it wasn't yours it must be ok.   The Asian continents of one world are such an example of the pursuit of power.  Such folly became the undoing of that world.  A world that no longer exist.  Or at least, the history of this current world irradicated generation by generation so that the truth is but a myth.  Classified as a dead world above ground at one time, life was now returning.  The greatest power of the knights was that of time binding.  Fusing the past and the present and the future.  There was a word among the knights that summed up the power of time binding, truth.  This world, this knight.  To reinstate the truth so that a fallen people might not become fallen again.