(Iglesia is a serialized novel, published on Tuesdays and Saturdays at midnight ET, you can read all of the episodes by clicking on the tag.)
“Now, if you would each read it again, quickly and without any assistance from me.”
When Abe read it, nothing happened but a light glimmer in the air around them. When Iglesia tried, a few rough shapes barely appeared.
“So what’s the trick, Slim?”
“In the reality you are accustomed and conditioned to inhabiting, a reality your mind is still convinced it is existing in…. physical force powered by physical energy, the electrically (for want of a better word) animated power of the body, and how it is used in reaction to other bodies, is the key to existence. Here, thought is your only weapon, and only defense….and the only energy
When I endeavor to lend your thoughts energy through my (rather developed, to be immodest) thought, enhancing the minuscule amount of energy you are accustomed to devoting to your thought, your thoughts then became solid and real. When I withdrew it, the result was as you saw.”
“Thought, developed, projected thought, is the only meaningful thing that exists here. Thought, and will.” He suddenly swung a left hook at Iglesia. She reflexively put up her right forearm to block it. His solid fist passed through both her forearm ….and her head.
“When I earlier made physical contact with Abraham’s…nether region, I was “thinking it” solid. But I did not think of him in pain and so he felt none. Prior to you two meeting formally, I, for reasons we shall not discuss at this juncture, found it necessary to shock Abraham out of a distracted state. In that instance, I thought of him experiencing the minor pain that would he would have expected to go with the small blow I delivered.”
“Since his mind has been quite thoroughly conditioned throughout his former life to expect pain to accompany the specific blow I delivered in that situation, and since I was projecting pain on to his consciousnesses with my thoughts, he then experienced pain. Earlier, when he reacted reflexively to the kick I delivered, he was reacting to what he thought would be the result of such a blow. He expected crippling pain, thus he reacted as if the pain was real before his mind registered that there was no pain …pain, as you know it, does not exist in this place.
Nor for that matter, without my thoughts enhancing them, do your bodies.”
As the word ‘bodies’ left his mouth….Abe and Iglesia disappeared.