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Transkription: To Bridge Dimensions…
PROJECT: <redacted> RESEARCH LOG ENTRY: cbt33nzplgl878iw Author: Dr. A. TSUKASA
entry ID: qc634knah74mpb [Timestamp 11:38]
Entry for dimensional shift trial: December 29, 2023. I keep coming back to the same problem: quantum data conspires to defy classical observation... Nothing will ever prove quite solid. Not to my satisfaction. Every time I approach an answer, it falls apart like a truth I can almost touch before it slips away.
Devra wants me to hold back, she tells me that the data we're getting is meaningful, that good science takes time and caution. That is her way. I trust her. But I can't let her hold this back. We're standing at the door that I never believed I could build; all that's left is to step through. To see with my own eyes. To prove. To discover.
I know the Portals have hidden potential. Every particle we've sent through, every experiment we've run, it validates what we've already known: XM flows like a signal, waiting. But it's dormant, passive. We activate it, we push it to become something more. With the Scanner, with Resonators and Links and Fields. But Machina is different. It behaves. It initiates. It has a goal, and the data suggests that it transcends dimensions in that pursuit. It's coming from somewhere. If I chase it, I know there will be answers. More questions, of course. But the answer will follow.
Devra's voice is still in my head, telling me to slow down, to think of the risks. The unintended consequences. What if these Anomalous portals, these disturbances we've seen, are actually warning signs? What if MACHINA is responding to us already?
I don't know, but I need something verifiable. Every time we approach a breakthrough, it slips away, buried in probabilities and superpositions. I can't just sit here and analyze shadows. I've decided to go through with performing the experimental dimensional shift on the only observation system I trust. Myself. The moment is here. Devra has overcome her fears to be with me for this. I've never had a better partner, and the stakes feel higher than ever. What lies on the other side? What will we see? Will we be the first to witness a different reality? Will we find MACHINA's source? Or will we be left sitting on the lab floor laughing like fools? I don't know, but I know that when we truly discover how to bridge dimensions, our understanding of time, space and possibility will converge, and we'll unlock a potential that will transform everything.
Enough talking for this entry. I'm going down to the lab. Devra's probably already there. Nursing the ulcers caused by my risk tolerance, I'm sure. What a friend and ally she has become. If this is my final entry... Well, to those that follow, take my research and use it. Find my errors and fix them. Propel us forward. Never stop. That is what it means to truly be a scientist.
