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<They aren't here at all. Nowhere here. Another place.>
"But you said you don't have to go anywhere to get them."
<Doorways. We don't know where they are, but everywhere there's a door.>
"What are the doorways like?"
<Your brain made the word you say. Doorway. Doorway.>
Now he realized that doorway was the word his brain called forth to label the concept they were putting in his mind. And suddenly he was able to grasp an explanation that made sense.
"They're not in the same space-time continuum as ours. But they can enter ours at any point."
<To them all points are the same point. All wheres are the same where. They only find one where- ness in the pattern.>
"But this is incredible. You're calling forth some being from another place, and--"
<The calling forth is nothing. All things do it. All new makings. You do it. Every human baby has this thing. The pequeninos are these things also. Grass and sunlight. All making calls them, and they come to the pattern. if there are already some who understand the pattern, then they come and possess it. Small patterns are very easy. Our pattern is very hard. Only a very wise one can possess it.>
"Philotes," said Ender. "The things out of which all other things are made."
<The word you say doesn't make a meaning like what we mean.>
"Because I'm only just making the connection. We never meant what you've described, but the thing we did mean, that might be the thing you described."
<Very unclear.>
"Join the club."
<Very welcome laughing happy.>
"So when you make a hive queen, you already have the biological body, and this new thing-- this philote that you call out of the non-place where philotes are-- it has to be one that's able to comprehend the complex pattern that you have in your minds of what a hive queen is, and when one comes that can do it, it takes on that identity and possesses the body and becomes the self of that body--"