The WeaveMothers were alternately amused and perplexed. Weaving SpaceTime is a daunting task. But the die had been cast ThereThen.
Those self-programmable units would have to be the answer. At least for now, the spot weaving of the tapestry would have to rely on those limited creatures. If only they didn’t have the bugs that caused them to sometimes go around and around in circles, sometimes get lost in mazes of amazing complexity, and too often fail to cooperate with each other in their common task.
But Uncertainty would always have the upper hand.
And it was quite worrying that they seem to have decided to create rules which were limiting their progress, cutting themselves off from some of the capabilities they had been created to use.
One of the WeaveMothers noticed a spot. Mostly what might be called its eyes…its visual sensors, if vision was the right concept…were on the whole , but every once in a great while there were units which shown brightly. Rarer still some of these units came together and produced the newness that expanded the possibilities instead of shrinking them.
It might pay to keep an eye on this group, if only for the brightness it seems to produce.