ultrashort SF: Forbidden Information (version two)

I've always been fantastically irrelevant.
But the subject I'm irrelevant in (I was one of the first) has suddenly become fantastically important.
It took the politicians a few years to become convinced of the threat.

The Specificity Bomb is just a long number.
That number describes the precise shape of the Manifold of our universe.

Imagine a tangled squiggle or a wadded tissue.
If it's elastic enough, a flat sheet could be stretched and extended into a tube.
Tubes could be stretched into stranger shapes that we don't have names for, because they extend into higher dimensions humans never imagined.

And these shapes could be further warped and deformed in even weirder directions, seven more times.

That describes the Manifold. It's the twisted and distorted shape of space itself, repeated at every point in our universe.
It determines which paths superstrings may follow. Thereby, it defines all the forces and particles of physics.

It turns out that some manifolds are unstable. Some universes can just rip apart at the seams without warning.
We might never know if that happened. We would just disintegrate at the speed of light.

There's no need to worry yet. Quantologically, our awareness is safely spread out among many different universes, with different manifolds. An infinite number, really.
It doesn't matter if we vanish in a few of them.

The danger is in learning the precise shape and geometry making up the fabric of our universe. Then, we would no longer be spread out.
If we're unlucky, that information could destroy us in more ways than one.
Such research must be prevented at all cost, now and forever.

The only way to be sure, is to make sure that no one wants to do that research.
From a lifetime in one of the most controlling and demanding cult communities in the world, I happen to know how to arrange that. It will take centuries though:

Everyone will have to become the same.
Not just on our world, but whatever alien civilizations that we eventually encounter as well. That will take many more millennia.

When we find them, we must send out a spaceship to manipulate their evolution.
Better yet, let's send out three spaceships.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
This is of course my idea for the initial setup for a prequel to the novel "Rendezvous With Rama" by Arthur C. Clarke.
I always thought that book had so many subtle and deeper clues in it, that were never explored or developed. It implies all past and future history. I could go on for hours about the depths it contains.