"Now, how shall I start?" Zeena
asked. "Perhaps with the Elders."
"Elders?" I chipped in.
"Like the Guardian you have met. They are each many hundreds of
Earth years old and have a very ancient lineage. Their
ancestors, who are my ancestors, are also very distant ancestors
of yours; at least in part they are. Now do not interrupt!"
Zeena headed me off at the pass, even before I could get the
thought out of my head.
"This is going to be difficult enough to explain without
interruption. I will make room for questions a little later,"
she added. "These distant common ancestors of ours came to Earth
many times, but more important to you was the visit of two
million years ago, your time-scale. They were not the first
[aliens] to visit. In fact, they and others have lived in and
explored what you call your solar system for hundreds of
millions of years.
"These travellers tidied up some earlier attempts to
manufacture a race of humanoids on Earth, the end result
being Homo sapiens. I will not go so far as to say these
ancient ancestors of mine were solely responsible for your
race, for that was indeed a joint effort of many ETs,
all of which at some time have laid claim to manufacturing your
race. This is not a deliberate lie on their behalf--just a
slight exaggeration of the facts. Do not interrupt yet, please.
I shall explain all in due course.
"In many ways you have manufactured or at least fine-tuned your
own race, and it continues even at this very moment. This is
mistakenly called ’evolution’. ’Natural progression of
the species’ is a fine turn of phrase uttered by one of your
kind’s more enquiring minds some years ago. It was thought by
many to explain the path of evolution, and there is an end to
it. But this thinking leaves more questions unanswered than
answered, for how and when did a butterfly obtain its wings? I
shall not pursue this subject for there are more important
things to discuss, but no doubt you see my point. Perhaps there
will be a time at a later date.
"I will, however, tell you more of your own race’s personal
history, for it is important that you should know your own past,
and that evolution as you understand it is a myth. The changes
are never slow but they are always planned. Later I shall show
you that nothing in this Universe--past, present or future in
your time-scale--is left to chance. Forgive me, for I
diverge from our chosen path.
"Some of my ancient Elders stayed with your developing
race. Others moved on. From time to time there were conflicts
with other ET races as to what was best for one or the
other, just as there are conflicts on your planet now, among
your own kind. You must understand that Earth is a very special
place. It is very beautiful and there are many who have desired
to own it. I would not go so far as to say this is no longer the
case, but you should always have your wits about you! Even we,
although we do not wish to own it, would like to live there. But
we cannot--indeed, we must not--interfere with the processes
that are happening on your planet right now. That is not to
say there are no other ET races that will not interfere, and
that is why you must have your wits about you.
"Some of those processes which are occurring, or are about to
occur, are the direct result of that seeding by our ancient
Elders. Even
the pyramids are ancient
legacies left behind by our Elders to help you awaken when
the time is right. They are very important to you, and it is
from this front that progress of a most unexpected kind will
manifest itself to your race in the not-too-distant future.
"All knowledge will be made available to your race in good time
and in accordance with the laws of evolution. There has yet to
be a force artificially manufactured in any universe that my
people know of that is more powerful or wiser than this natural
law. Trust me when I say this, for my race knows well the cost
of interfering with the laws of evolution. We would warn your
own people, if only those in control would listen. Alas, that
approach appears to have fallen on deaf ears, so we shall now
attempt to pass on the message in a different way.
"There was indeed a time upon your planet, not so long ago in
the context of this history lesson, when a ’force’ came
down upon it and did in fact claim it [the Earth] and all upon
it as its own. That force--and I know you will find this
difficult to accept, Alec [Zeena used my name for the first
time]--that force is still among you. It is indeed now a part of
all of you, so I suppose you could say it still does own the
planet in some way.
"After this force won your planet, it realized it would
have a continuous fight on its hands, for you were not as you
are now. You were well on your way to enlightenment, with
a very strong spiritual base. You were actually almost as strong
as this force itself. It had to trick you in order to
master you, and while you were down it altered your make-up,
your very structure; your DNA, in fact. It crippled you
and stunted you, and set you back many thousands of years.
It made you into what you are today, which is only a portion of
the greatness you can be, for you have not yet even fully
recovered. And if that force has its way, you never will!
"That force is known to most as the ’force of darkness’,
for it is indeed the enemy of enlightenment. You will please
understand that this is a very simplistic description of a most
complex entity. Even we do not understand it in its entirety. It
is in the air that you breathe and everywhere about you. It has
aligned itself to the planet and you. It beats to the pulse of
your very planet, for you and the Earth are one and the same.
This is one thing your peoples do not seem to comprehend, but
you can use this union of the whole to do wondrous things, just
as we have.
"Unfortunately, most of your kind fight the natural forces of
your wondrous planet. By this I mean you bend them, even break
them, to fit your needs. It need not be this way. If your people
will just open their minds and hearts to your planet, as many of
your ancient races have done in the past, it will show you the
way. All is not lost; it just needs to be recalled. Until this
is done, we have much need for concern. It is not just Earth
planet you are violating as you bend and break Nature in your
whims of fancy, for all of all is connected. This is really very
basic knowledge. It has been ignored because it suits those who
would play with power to ignore it. We and others are indeed
benevolent to your race, as we all are connected, but
soon something must be done before your play does meaningful
harm to us all!
"We find that there is a need to teach you more about the dark
forces that permeate you. You would do well by your people if
you take great heed of this lesson and pass on your findings to
those of your kind who would listen. The dark force vibrates
at a level that is compatible with your brainwave patterns.
This much you should already know, but others of your kind have
kept it from you.
"In spite of this, some, like you, Alec, are building a
resistance to this alien intruder. This is one of the
reasons why you find yourself thinking differently from the
majority around you. It has enabled you to see more clearly the
error of your ways and what must be done. You shall continue
along this path a while longer yet, and even doubt your own kind
from time to time. Be patient. This is all I can suggest, as
inadequate as it may sound. We have been working on these things
with you for many a year now. All of your people will find their
way with the passing of time.
"As you find with all afflictions, they are easier to contend
with if you understand them. I am doing my best to explain all
this to you in terms you will understand. Please interject from
here on if you do not understand some point, for we do consider
the following to be most important.
"Some on your planet have aligned themselves with this ’force’.
Note I have said ’aligned’ and not ’allied’, for there is a
difference. Do you understand this? [I nodded.] They have gained
much power from the force, and some are even foolish
enough to think they have it under control. This is naďve, of
course, as the force or alien entity is feeding off these people
or, rather, feeding off the conflicts these people create in
their bid for wealth and power. As long as this suits the dark
force, it shall continue; for the ’fear’ emotion is what it
lives off.
"The easiest way to defeat this force is to remove fear from
your societies. This will, in effect, starve it out. It will
then go elsewhere, looking for easier prey. You see, your human
race is one of the very few that lives with this most unusual
thing called ’emotion’, which is why the force came here in the
first place. We, too, had emotions once, so I am told, and some
are saying we can now experience them again, thanks to the new
breeding program we are experimenting with. Forgive me, I
digress again.
"You will find some of your kind are trying very hard to harness
this most dangerous force. Unfortunately, they do not fully
understand that it is an entity in its own right and that this
is a very dangerous mistake to be making. They think they are
playing a game and that they are winning this game. We have
tried to warn your people more than once in the past, but no
heed has been taken. As your people say, ’it is your life’.
"The
worry we have is that your planet breathes with you, in harmony
even with your thoughts. To attack the people by using the force
in this way is to attack the planet. Be it on your own heads if
you invoke the wrath of your planet. There would be little or
nothing we could do for your people should that happen. Perhaps
you can help us with this message. We have an idea to put to
you, but that shall keep until another time, for there is still
much to be related on other subjects.
"Your societies, right from
the very beginning, have engineered fear into your lives. Most
of it is an artificial fear of society itself; in other words,
you fear your very own laws. Your high priests from long ago
shouted down to the common masses, describing what wraths would
be set upon them if they did so much as dare to cross the
all-mighty gods of their time. Forgive me if I make what you
call a ’joke’ of this, for these all-mighty gods they describe
were people like me or the Guardian, whom you have met. Do you
fear me, Alec, from where you stand?" Zeena asked.
"I feel no fear," was my answer.
"So you see how your masses were manipulated in our absence by
those who would gain from it?" she asked again.
"I can see how a lie could fool the uneducated," was my reply.
"And you think your people are better educated on this subject
today?" she asked once more.
"If you ask what we know of God, then perhaps not," I replied.
"Exactly my point," Zeena stated.
"And so the intimidation goes on, only you have a hundredfold
the number of laws today. These are not the laws of Nature,
however; just of your manipulators who in turn have been
manipulated by the force.
"The laws of Nature you break every day as you drive to work in
your disgusting machines. It is even more curious to us that you
all know these things but you continue to allow them just the
same. Why is there not a law against it in your society? Does
pollution not kill? Are your people so blind they could not see
what would happen with the proliferation of these strange
machines? You need not answer, for we know the reasons. This is
just, as you might say, an example.
"You will perhaps tolerate our confusion, though, when we fail
to understand what we have observed in your so-called Western
societies in which thousands of your money are spent to save but
one life, while millions of your kind die in other far areas for
the sake of small amounts of this money. Are you not all one
people of the same flesh and blood? For this question, we
ourselves do not have such an answer. Could you perhaps help us
in the reasoning of this?" Zeena asked, looking at me in a most
perplexed way.
"My own people sometimes embarrass and confuse me. No, I have no
answer to that question," I replied.
"Very well. Why do your people take such time and interest in a
single tree, should it be cut down in your cities, while they
allow large areas of many-years-old trees to be removed from the
forests which are out of their sight? Please take this question
home with you to put to others, for we also find this most
confusing."
I have since duly completed that request.
Zeena did have some encouraging news. She suggested that the
force would soon feel the weight of an invasion from above, and
there would be battles fought at sea and underwater, and also in
the skies high above. Most would know little about these events,
except those caught within the by-product of the battles. By
this she meant that the Earth would experience storms of
gathering intensity, and where these storms would once have been
confined to the vortex points of our globe (the western
Atlantic-Bermuda area and the western Pacific, south-east of
Japan) they would now appear randomly all over our planet. She
did not say who or what might be behind these battles or be the
cause of them. However, when the way is clear and some portion
of the fear has been removed, we may indeed see other races of
the Cosmos openly visiting and interacting with us here on
Earth!
"In the due course of time you will awaken from this ’sleep’
that the force has had you in, with a little help from your
friends," she added. "Being a sailor," she said, suggesting I
watched the weather, "you will know what to look for. Trust in
your instincts."
This is all she was prepared to say on the subject.
"Your race is nearly strong enough to fight back and win its
rightful place in this galaxy of ours. We will help you and your
planet to do great things again, for we love all life. Even the
dark force is a form of life and we must and do respect it. Do
you understand, Alec? This is very important."
Zeena at last let me have a say.
"Yes, I do. But how do we fight this force if we cannot see it
or know where it is?" I asked.
"It is within your very soul. You fight it with knowledge and
understanding. But only each and every one of your kind can help
yourselves. Nevertheless, to know that it exists is half the
battle, and you can pass on this knowledge to all who should
care to listen. Your race is about to change, become more
aware--well, most of you are. It is an unfortunate fact that the
ones upon your planet who truly understand what a great hold
this force known to you as fear has over your people, are the
very ones who are using it against you--and always have. They
only understand its power, not its reason for being. That is why
we have chosen this time to explain to you, and others of your
kind, what we are here for. We have come to help enlighten you
and, in so doing, perhaps free you from this force. We also
understand that there will be some among you who will resent
this knowledge being made available and will do their best to
belittle and downplay its importance to your race.
"We may also need things from you and your planet. Call it a
trade if you like, but I would prefer to use the word ’coevolution’.
We both can grow. We both need to change. You will become more
like us, while we need to become more like you. We can truly
become great friends once you learn to break free. We have been
waiting a long time for this to happen, and you, Alec, are part
of this very special event that will happen, as are many others.
You will find them and they will find you. Just let it be known
that you are a child of the light, whenever you feel the time is
right. You will be amazed at what will happen from then on."
As Zeena finished this part of the lesson, I really did not know
what to say. How could I reply to what she’d just said? Her
narration had brought up more questions than answers, and quite
frankly I did not know where to begin. Even though most of what
she’d just said was totally amazing, it was as if I had always
known it was so! For that reason you may think my next question
out of place.
"The thing that worries me the most," I replied, "was your
earlier comment before this lesson began about the Earth
’mutating’ into something. Where will that leave us, the
people?"
"You have no fears there. It will be you, the people, who help
the Earth to transform. You will already have passed over to the
next level of density, or be in the act of doing so, which in
actual fact is evolution--true evolution, as it just so happens;
not the form of change that you may have associated with that
word in the past. I am sorry, here, because there has not yet
been time to ground you in that knowledge. The Earth, too, will
evolve along these same lines, and that is what I meant by
’mutate’. I am sorry for the use of that word if it has caused
you concern," Zeena quickly replied.
"I have more questions," I said, looking at Zeena and hoping I
could continue to ask them. Her indication was that I could.
"What happened to those early ancestors -- the ones who stayed on
Earth, the ones who helped us in the past?"
"Some of them eventually interbred with your kind, although
there was resistance to this initially. The offspring of these
unions became our common ancestors. All who were pure of our
blood eventually died of an unknown illness or left the planet.
Their life-span should have been many hundreds, perhaps even
thousands of your years. Some say they simply died of premature
ageing. There are many possible reasons why this may have
occurred, but it is not necessary for us to discuss that now.
The few who escaped this fate and left Earth are now lost to us;
where they may have gone, my people do not know, for that was
indeed a long time ago. But while we are on the subject of
interbreeding, there are a few questions I would ask of you, if
I may," Zeena requested.
I nodded my approval, knowing I would get more chances to ask
the hundred-and-one questions I was waiting to ask.
Her first question took me a little by surprise.
"Have you bred on your home planet?"
"That’s an interesting question," was my startled reply. "By
’breed’, I suppose you mean have I any children of my own?"
I couldn’t believe she didn’t already know the answer to this
question. Perhaps she was just being polite.
"Yes," she said.
"Well, I have a son who is fourteen years old and is fit and
healthy. He doesn’t appear to have too many problems, except
that he could be without a proper father from now on."
"What do you mean by that?" she asked.
"I was in the process of leaving my family unit permanently when
you guys zapped me up here!" I replied. "Don’t ask why. It’s
very complicated, and I’m not sure I know the answer anyway."
"This breeding process, in the form you Homo sapiens use, I have
studied as much as I can from our records, but there is still
much I wish to know. I have been selected for a modified
reproductive process when I return to my home planet. We as a
people are running out of time to develop offspring which could
survive on any other planet apart from our own without
life-support systems. By this I mean we have not yet found
another world that is compatible with our specific and rather
unique needs. I may be able to elaborate on this point a little
later. For now, it is enough to say we have few options, and may
have to adjust to new environments such as planet Earth--which
we still like to call our second home, even though we are far
removed from being able to live there full time," Zeena
finished, sounding rather distressed.
"Our planet is rather full already," I commented, not really
wishing to add to her burden. In spite of what I had already
witnessed and been party to, I was in no way prepared for her
reply to my statement.
"Oh, we have already had communication with Earth governors on
that subject; since the 1950s, in fact. They know of our desire
and need. We have even made a trade, as you might call it. I
cannot elaborate on it at this time. But not everyone has lived
up to their agreements since then."
"Why does nobody know of this on Earth?" I asked, my eyes wide
open.
"Your various governors, in their wisdom, decided that the
Earth’s general population was not then ready for the message
and knowledge we had planned to give your people. If you think
back to the subjects we have recently discussed, it is hardly
surprising, is it? They feel you are still not ready, and we
will not tell your people a half-truth to suit others. So we
have this situation--what do you say?--a stalemate," Zeena
concluded.
"What did the governors say when you said you would like to
return to Earth at some time in the future?" I asked.
"All they wanted were the ’lollies’," she commented, without
expanding on that subject.
"There are not that many of us," Zeena continued. Fifteen
million is but a small total, is it not, among your billions?
And our technology trade-off would make life so much easier for
your population. If I dare be so brave as to say history could
repeat itself, you may find we interbreed to become one race
again, as happened so long ago in your past histories.
"At this point in time there are still some important things
that we must physically do here on Earth: some repair work, as
it were; a legacy from the past which I am not permitted to
discuss at this time. We must correct that which is in a state
of disrepair. Just by way of coincidence, that work is now
almost completed. This is no small thing, for repairs have been
going on for many of your years. Time is now short, for next
will come the changes--your awakening."
She answered my question before I could ask it. There was not
much I could do but sit in silent amazement.
"You must realize," she continued, as I couldn’t think of any
worthwhile thing to say, "that we are quite a primitive race
compared to other extraterrestrials that may communicate with
Earth people from time to time. That is one of the reasons we
are so attracted to Earth and to you as a race. We feel a real
kindred or bonding for your people. We also think Earth is a
most beautiful place."
"Where would you like to live on Earth if you had a choice?" I
asked.
"We have an area that we call our own."
Zeena explained to me that they were already using an underwater
base in the general area of this land that had been set aside
for them, although she would go no further in describing where
that might be. She was then called away, promising to return as
soon as possible to continue our conversation.
Upon her return from duty, Zeena was
keen to continue her explanation of what they were doing and
were about to do on the new breeding program, and why it had
become such a priority to her people. In order for me to
understand, or try to understand fully, another lesson was
apparently necessary, so she suggested once again that I make
myself comfortable as it was likely to take some time.
"For you to understand the problems that we have, it is best
that I tell you a little more about the world you live in. Some
of this will be a little hard to understand, but some other
aspects will ring a bell when you start to look at them in a
different light," said Zeena, who was sitting opposite my
sleeping cubicle.
I had just finished another small nap to make up for my
forty-hour marathon without sleep.
Zeena continued.
"You will remember some time ago I promised to
tell you about the other side of yourself. This concerns the
cycle of the atom, the part that is still little understood by
your people, or, should I say, not yet fully understood by them.
When this is understood, a whole new dimension, or dimensions,
will open up for you; for in this instant of time between the
pulses of atoms lies a world within worlds. They are in fact
parallel dimensions to your own--at least to the one where most
of you live your ’now’. These dimensions are so close to your
real ’now’ that you can slip in and out of them without even
knowing you have done so! There are sometimes little clues that
tell you what has just happened. This dimension-slipping has
been going on since you first walked the Earth, only now it is
becoming more common to your people. It can happen almost every
day to some, but they are basically unaware of it. This is
happening because you are awakening to your true selves.
"You are close to a major dimension-leap, the like of which you
have never before experienced; a leap that will bring you closer
to my people. This is what we have all been waiting for! How
many times have you searched for something in a room and could
not find it? You go back some time later and there it is, right
in front of your nose; there is no way you could have missed it
when you searched. You see, you are not always where you think
you are. The trick is to be fully conscious when you make these
mini-leaps and be aware of where you have gone. You will be very
surprised, I think. It is a place not far from there that you
will find us.
"We basically come from your future. It does not matter if it is
six minutes into your future or six years; if you can get to
one, you can get to the other. But, for us, it is not as simple
as that, for we also come from another dimension; not quite the
one you will shift into, but close. So we are what you would
call dimensional time-travellers. Sounds like a good movie, does
it not? Your Mr Spielberg would love it!"
I had to laugh at that one.
"We--myself and others like me--are in fact a whole new race,
or, to be more accurate, a newly reconstituted race. Further
modifications are still required before we can achieve our goals
as a people. This is one of the reasons for our travel to your
time zone, and, indeed, the reason for others being here who are
also experimenting with their biological make-up, although they
have far different goals behind their experimentation than we
do.
"The reason behind so many abductions occurring on your planet
over the last few years of your time is that this is the last
chance for our race--and other races of ETs with problems
similar to ours--to interact with you as a race before you
change to a form that will no longer be of use to us. Yes, it is
that close! My own surrogate mother was of your time and
race..."
"We could go further back in time, but it is this now that we
need. I will not complicate matters by trying to explain that;
we would be here for many more days. My race still has a problem
to overcome. We must breed a race with stronger limbs and
oxygen-processing units."
"Lungs?" I enquired again.
"Yes. We have been using a mixture of your species’ DNA and
chromosomes, along with our own. Our blood used to be very
similar to yours--and still is, with a little
modification--although we really only have one type as you would
know it; well, two, but they are both very much like your
A-negative. We can modify most things, but what it adds up to is
that we are not going to go looking for problems--we already
have enough of them.
"We have approximately only five per cent of your male
population to work with, notwithstanding health, age, etc. There
is a very special, shall I say, ’X-factor’ which must be brought
into this equation, which in fact brings only about one per cent
of this already small group into our calculations--that is, if
we should require a male to help us. The fact that we are not of
the same vibrational plane is the major problem. This is part of
that X-factor, and is related to health and disease resistance,
biological balance in relation to birth location, previous
adaptability tests, and so on and so on.
"I cannot begin to explain the complications we have had. It has
stretched our technology to its limits and beyond. The end
result is what you see before you now. I may look good to you,
but I still could not live on your planet without our technology
to help me constantly. The bottom line is that the process has
been too slow, and up to now has not done the job. At the
present rate, it may take more time than we have to spare on our
crippled planet! We now need to start taking some risks to speed
up the process."
"What kind of risks?" I asked.
"Well, up until now we have been more concerned with preserving
our mind-generated energy distribution abilities--which I don’t
expect you to comprehend just yet--but now we need to
concentrate on the physical aspects, the strength and endurance,
even if we lose a little of the other abilities."
"Become more like us?" I chimed in again.
"Yes, we must," Zeena replied. "We already have, as you noticed
earlier," she said, with what almost appeared to be a smile on
her face. This was the first hint of an emotion I had seen.
"Now there needs to be a step--a big one--even further down that
road. There is a chance for me to become part of that step," she
added. "That is why I wish to ask you more questions about your
breeding processes; procreation--would that be a better word for
it?"
"You would be surprised at some of the words we use for it," I
replied. "Even I don’t know where some of them come from."
"I understand it is most primitive and basic in its natural
form. It is possible that I may be able to be fertilized and to
carry the foetus almost full-term within me. That may not sound
much to you, but no female of our race has carried a child
within her for many hundreds of thousands of years. The
artificial methods we have been using are too slow and hard to
change. They may even be impossible to use if we settle on a
planet like your Earth.
"I have been designed to take the place of what you would call a
synthetic birth process. There has been quite some progress just
lately. Even a hundred years ago, your time, one of our type
could not have interacted with your species on this level. That
is how much we have evolved in different directions since the
early colonists left your planet. Now we find it necessary to
take a step in another direction."
I noted how she diplomatically skirted the suggestion that they
might be going backwards on the evolutionary tree. I could not
really understand what knowledge she could want from me, and I
doubted there was anything I knew that she did not already
know...
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