Janah and I met before we met. She reached out with her oversize brain and connected to me mentally when we were around nine or ten. We both lived in Manhattan, she on the upper east side, me in Greenwich Village. We met in person at twelve. Her parents decided to take a condo above ours, adjusted to two girls who can not only talk mentally, but see through each others eyes, hear what the other hears. Other senses swap a little, but I don't taste what she tastes, or smell what she smells. It took getting used to, we confused who was seeing what for a while, but our brains do what brains do, adapt.
When we speak mentally, you will see the conversation in italics.
We also discovered, around age twenty five, that our telomeres, whatever they are, don't shorten like the rest of humanity. I do know that telomeres are caps on the end of strands of DNA inside chromosomes. Shortened chromosomes have been linked to age related diseases like heart disease and some cancers. They produce more telomerase, which is the enzyme that repairs telomeres. We also have more active Sir2 genes, which stabilize rDNA, which without the Sir2 genes are typically unstable. It's only a partial explanation, particularly as it began with Janah and me, biologically unrelated people. We don't know much more, just that the relationships between cells and their telomeres and the Sir2 factor on rDNA appear to have life extension effects.
We subsequently discovered we can pass along the DNA to others by injecting small amounts into their veins. Now, our parents, our companions, we've collected an extended family of girls, and a couple of friends from the Shaolin temple no longer age. We have no idea how long the effect lasts, but since Janah and I met at twelve, almost thirty years have passed, but we're biologically twenty five, our parents are in their forties when they should be sixty, my mom had me at fifteen, she's biologically barely forty despite being on Earth fifty five years.
More is in prior books, I presume if you're reading this, you've read some of the earlier work.
My Life of Crime as a Shaolin Priest