Infinity- Somethings just never end...

The story infinity was an experiment of mine to see how my mind would tackle the concept of Endlessness or infinity. This story was inspired by the song known as Infinity by LEMMINO. Hope you enjoy

My name is Doctor Jamison, I am a member of the terraforming and world building division of International Station 76. This station was sent to the Gama 12-X sector and was tasked with terraforming and colonization duty. This station however was an early stage model of a both colonization and terraforming station, these things before being separated into two different ships. However with this new prototype some cut backs had to be made. All that this station shows is even in this peak of mankind we still are lazy, as all the ship really is, is a terraforming station with a large amount of quarters. This in mind they reduced the Terra labs themselves down to one moderately sized one, many of its equipment downgraded and changed. So with my crew of a mere fifteen I ran that lab to change a toxic low atmosphere planet into a living breathing world that could sustain life. The state of the lab would make it take time, but it could work.

    The crew would sometimes tell me of earth and how “That's the way it should be” but I never knew this planet, I was born in space and I’ve lived in it only occasionally coming off the stations for orders or supply duty, but I never went to this planet many lovingly call Earth. This place however never interested me, I ran many scans and looked through many logs of its surface, but it never made sense to me. It didn’t make sense why people loved this flawed and misshapen planet so much, it made me wonder of how we even made it off that rock. The crew never liked me calling out these flaws however, they’d get upset and sometimes would threaten to leave my team and you know, I let them. If they couldn’t understand the need of a world with no flaws to sustain perfect life then they didn’t need to be on my team. By the time we had really gotten started I was down to a team of four myself included. Moral being low and many of them seeing me as a quote “Insane perfectionist” this part of my team didn’t last long either.

      So I was left to running the whole lab, and I found I preferred it that way, without their distractions and mistakes taking up my time I was able to make much needed progress. I started to never leave the lab, I didn’t see the point as many had thought I’d gone mad and locked myself in. I continued to work day in and day out. The planet was my clay and my mind was its mold, I shaped every mountain, every tree, every cloud, and every lake, I had the tools of god in my hands and perfection in my movements and mind, I could do anything. At least I thought I could, that was until...

    My routine was organized, everything was color coded for my own sanity and I watched everyday as the stars and planets would come to view and I knew at some point I would have the universe at my reach. My world was finally taking shape, everything was coming close to perfection and I knew only to give it time and it would finish, I couldn’t rush it. I remember many a time putting my feet up and watching the world be molded by the commands I set, and I’d always say to myself “Perfection can't be rushed”. However as time passed it became harder to stay in control of myself as I would spend hours and days without sleep shaping the landscape to my image. I knew that I couldn’t keep this up, because with every out burst I got sloppy. I would rather have watched the whole world get wiped clean and start again. That was until the darkness of my lab was broken by a bright light from the view screen. This blue planet with life and an atmosphere, I couldn’t help myself I seen such odd perfection in this planet I wanted to see more. I looked closer to see, what I had left behind. I could see myself on its surface, I was always there I just refused to accept it. I looked down to my hands to spot the small robotic joints under a fake layer of skin. I was looking at myself from somewhere else and this clouded my mind. Looking at myself from this perspective, this angle, I felt as if I were at peace. The world I could see was perfect, but my mind showed me that was wrong. The programming of my suit and A.I. began to fight with my mind, we clashed until a thought arose. As I stared I started to think, if I’m looking at myself then he must be looking at me this could go on for….

   

    My name is Doctor Jamison, I am a member of the terraforming and world building division of International Station 76. This station was sent to the Gama 12-X sector and was tasked with terraforming and colonization duty….                    

           *Ending Recording*

Author's Note

Please go easy this is my first time going public. Do point out what I did wrong however, I do like to know what I do wrong and what I can improve. I will not turn down any criticism.