The Legendary Civilization

by Ali Yazan

  Mr. Star answered, “I can't do that on the phone, Mr. President.”

  President Mason sighed, “I will have my secretary arrange a meeting on Friday at 1400 hours. I think one hour will be enough for this.”

  After he ended the call, Star looked at his vice chairman. “If only he knew. He would leave more time and arrange an earlier meeting.”

  Masterson nodded. “No doubt Mr. Star.”

  Star debriefed the astronauts who were on their way back to Earth about the situation. They had the right to be informed. The strange Sumerian language and its meaning made them ponder. It would be a long twenty-five-day journey back as they dissected their findings.

  CHAPTER THREE-NIBIRU AND AGARTHA

  As the ship was making its trip back, Carpenter asked Anderson, “Anderson you said that lights were everywhere, but I couldn't see the source inside the foreign ship. Phil and Richard had the same feeling inside the pyramid. These creatures are using another energy source that we haven't found yet. These lights and the energy they use to move their ship is making me wonder. It doesn't make sense that they use free molecules in space. I think they are using something we call black energy. I want you to investigate this.”

  Anderson paused. “Okay, Commander. But how do I do that?”

  Carpenter said, “We can find the coordinates and exact time that we met with this ship, right?”

  Anderson answered “Yes, this can be done. Everything inside and outside of the ship, were recorded automatically.”

  “Find out the meeting time with that ship and you can analyze the records about outer space for the UFO's area.”

  Anderson raised an eyebrow. “I guess it is possible. The computer was programmed for preparing a report for the Captain, about unusual things around the ship.”

  Carpenter was shocked. “So, how can we explain that it didn't report anything to me?”

  Anderson said, “Computer only serves for this reason when you ordered it. Otherwise, it is just recording all the information inside.”

  “But, why wasn't I informed about this?”

  “Your education about the ship was only management and basic functions.” Anderson explained. “You did know that the report would be ready for you when you ordered the computer but you didn't know the computer has a specification about unusual incident recordings. This information is detailed engineering information.”

  Carpenter nodded towards Anderson’s computer screen. “We have that capability, so let's use that.”

  “Exactly what do you want me to search?”

  “As I understand it, the computer has recorded all of the changes when we met that foreign ship. If so, there must be a change in space around UFO. I want you to compare our ships and the UFO's environmental molecules. By doing this, we can find some differences and understand what the UFO uses for energy. Can you do this?”

  Anderson nodded “Of course,” and started to look at computer recordings. After Anderson gave the command to the computer, a graphic appeared on the screen. After further examination, they discovered a flowing plasma that couldn't be seen by the human eye. It covered the UFO. Carpenter asked, “Can you find the reason for flowing plasma?”

  “I will try, Commander.” Anderson gave the necessary commands to the computer, and whistled in surprise at the data. “Is this my imagination or is that real?”

  Carpenter answered, “No, this is totally real Anderson. As I understand, the UFO is transferring some molecules that produce black energy. Then it uses molecules to produce that energy. So because of natural space and our ship's environmental conditions, except the UFO's plasma, were the same. If they used known molecules for this process, it wouldn’t give similar results. This unknown molecule produces this energy to bend space-time configuration and move. The space-time configuration delay found by the computer is a result of intense plasma around UFO. That is the best explanation I have.” Carpenter shrugged. “Unless anyone else has a better explanation.”

  Gauger said, “It’s like Star Trek.”

  “Not exactly. The Enterprise was using dilithium crystals in Star Trek. These crystals accelerated the ship to warp speed through the energy which came from the reaction of matter and antimatter in the warp core. And as far as we can see, the impulse in this ship can only be provided by this reaction. But apparently, they managed this in a more sophisticated way. In the end, the theorem of Miguel Alcubierre has been proved. This also explains why we couldn't find the source of light in the ship and the pyramid although it seemed like it was coming from everywhere. A civilization which can use the particles and dark energy in space can easily control the molecules in regular air, too”

  “So, they put the molecules in the air which leads to a photon spread. Thus, there is light everywhere without needing a source,” said Verhoeven.

  Carpenter nodded. “Yes.”

  Verhoeven whistled. “Wow, I wouldn’t want to go to war with a civilization like this.”

  Carpenter said, “They don't seem to have such intentions, but we had better be cautious. Anderson, I want you to send our findings to NASA. We need to give them some time to make the necessary decisions. Our government needs to be ready before these entities expose themselves to humankind.”

  “Roger that, Captain,” said Anderson as he started making a report.

  After reading the last report sent from the ship, NASA President Star turned to his assistant. “What do you think, Ron? This information indicates that the civilization is much more advanced than ours. Do you think we can cope if they cause any trouble?”

  “Considering the science and technology we have, unfortunately, no,” Ron shook his head. “However, as per the previous report, they seem like peaceful beings.”

  Star sighed. “I hope so. We need to meet with the President. We don't want to be late; he probably has other important people to meet after us.”

  Masterson laughed. “As far as I am concerned, we are the most important people.”

  “You are right,” said Star. They left the building and got in the car waiting for them. A short while later, they were climbing the stairs of the White House. They were met by Stewart Granger, the Chief of Protocol of the White House. “Welcome, gentlemen. The President is looking forward to your arrival.” He led them to the Oval Office.

  President Mason greeted them. “Welcome, please,” he said, pointing the sofa. Then he sat down in his chair, “So, Mr. Star, what is this important matter that cannot be discussed over the phone?”

  Star cleared his throat and launched into an explanation of the incidents that the ship had encountered and what Commander Carpenter reported without going into much detail.

  President Mason was speechless. “I want to perfectly understand two things, Mr. Star,” the President said. “First of all, because this writing is almost identical with Sumerian cuneiform, you must assume this civilization from outer space visited the earth thousands of years ago and helped to found the Sumerian Civilization, maybe even pioneered it, right?”

  “Correct,” answered Star.

  President Mason leaned forward in his chair. “So, these entities came from a planet known as Nibiru, helped the development of our civilization, and then returned to their planets. Like some sort of cosmic mission. But if this planet is part of our solar system and even bigger than Jupiter, how come we have never detected them despite our advanced astronomical observation power?” He sat back and waited for the answer.

  “Mr. President, because the orbit angle of the planet was out of range of telescopes until now. However, we expect it to enter the sight of the James Webb telescope soon. When it does, we will turn this telescope to where the planet should be and capture a clear image of the planet.”

  “What do you suggest in the meantime,” asked the President.

  “I am afraid there is not much to be done, Sir,” answered Star. “The sudden appearance and disappearance of the pyramid and the swift movement of the UFO wit
hout any visible drive system shows us that this civilization is extremely advanced. I think that our attempts to contact them will be futile unless they want to contact us. In my opinion, we don't have much to do except wait and observe.”

  Just then, the intercom rang. The President lifted the receiver, and a concerned look crossed his face, “Did ours give the proper response?” Star was curious but stayed quiet. “I understand, thank you.” President Mason hung up the phone and rubbed his forehead, thinking for a few moments. Then he shook his head. “These aliens of yours had said it right, Mr. Star.”

  “About what, Sir?”

  Mason stood up. “The international diplomatic situation is extremely bad. We have never been in situation like this since the Cuban crisis. The caller was Wilson Garcia, the Chief of Staff. A Russian aircraft got in a dogfight with our F-35s on the Baltic, and the Russians performed a radar lock. Ours retaliated in the same way. There wasn't a hot conflict, but this doesn't mean that there won't be. Russia has been creating tension since the Syrian crisis. We hoped that after Putin, Kruchenko would fix things, but it turned out to be hot air. Anyway, I am going to order a move to Defcon 3. According to what you have told me, even if there is no apparent threat, seeing that these entities have intentions of manifesting themselves and Russia is trying to create tension, we had better be cautious. Thank you for notifying me. When will the astronauts return?”

  “They will be here in about 10 days, Mr. President,” said Star.

  “I would like to speak with them when they arrive. Arrange a meeting for me, Mr. Star.”

  Star realized he was dismissed, “Of course, Sir!” and left the room with his assistant.

  As they left the White House, Star turned to his assistant, “I want you to report this meeting to the astronauts, Ron. But remind them this has to stay as a secret.”

  Masterson raised his eyebrow. “But Mr. Star, should we let the astronauts know about a secret meeting?”

  Star shook his head, “There was no secret meeting actually. As they are the ones that made this discovery, they have every right to know about the meeting with the President.”

  “As you wish, Sir.”

  One hour later, Commander Carpenter listened to Masterson’s report. “Well, is there anything they want us to do now?” he asked

  “Nothing but return back to the Earth safely and keep your mouths shut.”

  After Masterson closed the transmission, Carpenter turned to the crew, “You heard Mr. Masterson. We'll keep our mouths shut. Not even our closest friends, especially our spouses, will ever know what happened at the Mars and at the asteroid.”

  The men nodded as Gauger pointed at the main screen. “Guys, look over there!” There was a UFO on the main screen.

  “I want a full report now!” said Carpenter. “Also, I want a radiation analysis and a “Hello” message sent on all frequencies.”

  “Roger that Commander!” The crew got down to work immediately. “The distance is almost 10,000 yards. There is nothing on the radiation readings except the plasma flow – just like the last encounter.” Gauger looked back at the Carpenter.

  Jorgensen came over the microphones. “Hello gentlemen. Sorry for bothering you again.”

  Carpenter responded. “Hello Mr. Jorgensen. To what do we owe this communication? To be honest, we weren't expecting you to contact us so soon.”

  “There have been new updates since our last transmission and our leaders wanted to inform you about the recent changes. We will approach your ship and initiate a lock. No need to be afraid, we'll have you as our guests for a short time. You can report this to your headquarters. In the meantime, we'll complete the approaching maneuvers and wait for your headquarters’ approval.”

  “As you wish,” said Carpenter and ordered a transmission to Star at Houston immediately. Star gave authorization and ordered visual and voice recordings of everything. The ship drew quite close to the UFO and everything was ready for locking procedure.

  Jorgenson appeared on the screen before Carpenter was even able to send a signal, “We know you've got the authorization, Captain. We monitored your transmission closely. Now tell your pilot to start the necessary procedures to lock. Our ship is ready now,” he said.

  Carpenter raised his eyebrow, but quickly figured out that an advanced civilization like theirs could easily monitor their transmissions, so he gave Gauger the necessary orders. Moments later, both ships doors were opened wide and the whole crew was standing ready. Jorgensen and Carpenter stepped forward and greeted each other. Jorgensen extended his hand to Carpenter. “I want to invite your crew into my ship.”

  Carpenter shook his hand. “I'm honored.”

  “Commander, the visual and voice record features of your helmets are disabled temporarily. We don’t want you to gain any information about our technology without our permission.”

  “What is going to happen to our ship?” asked Carpenter.

  “No need to worry about your ship, Commander,” Jorgensen smiled and led him towards his ship. “It will continue to its journey at the same speed, under our control. Besides, it will take nine days to reach Earth at this speed. In the meantime, we will have you as our guests and then, when the time comes, we will transport you to your ship.”

  Carpenter was relieved. Still, when going aboard Jorgensen’s ship, he checked his helmet. Jorgensen was right; the recording features were not working. “I agree with you, Mr. Jorgensen,” replied Carpenter. “There is no reason not to believe you after the things I have seen.” On the other hand, this was his first time on an extraterrestrial ship and he was curious. Jorgensen accompanied them into the elevator-like booth after a short hallway. A couple seconds the later, the door opened and they came into a section which resembled a bridge. They met three more people working on a five-dimensional holographic screens suspended in the air.

  Jorgensen nodded towards his crew, “Actually we can do all of this with our minds easily. But that leads to inertia and sluggishness, so we would prefer not to do that,” he said.

  “So, you can read people’s minds and move objects by telekinesis?” Carpenter asked.

  “Partially, Commander. We have the power to move objects telekinetically, but in order to respect our privacy, we refrain from mind reading,” Jorgensen gestured for his guests to sit.

  Carpenter noticed that the ship wasn’t divided up into different compartments and asked Jorgensen about it. Jorgensen smiled. “Because Nibiruian or Agarthians have nothing to hide from each other, and there is no necessity for individual compartments.”

  “Niburu and Agartha? You admit that you come from those mythical civilizations?”

  “Yes, we do.” Jorgensen replied.

  “I was hoping you would enlighten us,” Carpenter glanced around him. “Actually, where does one take care of his natural needs? I do not see any bathroom.”

  Jorgensen pointed to the back. “We use that area there.”

  Carpenter turned but saw nothing. “I can’t see anything.”

  “They give a command to the computer when they use it, the computer covers the area and opens the toilet automatically, and it disappears again after use when they send mind command to the computer, returning into the wall. The waste breaks into atoms and is sent into deep space.”

  “I would like to ask something if it's okay. Is there a difference between us biologically? I mean, do we share the same ancestry?” Carpenter asked.

  “I can easily say yes,” Jorgensen smiled.

  “Can't you make a more detailed explanation?” Carpenter insisted.

  “All in good time, Commander. You are going to get answers to all of your questions.”

  “I apologize; I can't even tell you how excited we are right now.”

  “I understand you very well, Commander,” Jorgensen gestured with his hand and a huge screen opened. They watched a planet getting bigger and bigger. “Gentlemen, let me introduce you to the planet in your legendar
y stories, Nibiru.”

  “What kind of propulsion system did you use, because if what they say about your planet is true, we got here even before we realized, after thirty-six billion kilometers,” Carpenter said.

  Jorgensen smiled. “All will be revealed in time. I can tell you the distance between our planet and earth, when we are at the furthest point; it's nearly forty billion kilometers.”

  When Carpenter checked his watch, he realized only five minutes had passed since they had come aboard the ship, which meant the speed was ten times more than light speed. “I’m glad Einstein is not alive. If he saw his theory crushed like this, he'd probably die of a heart attack.”

  During the conversation, the crew watched as the ship glided toward the planet that looked remarkably like Earth. After the ship had traveled through the clouds, a deep blue sea expanded in front of them. After a few minutes of hovering, they passed over land covered with trees, and finally landed at a spaceport near a city with buildings that looked like crystals.

  “We are now on the surface. If you wish, we can head for the city,” said Jorgensen. “We can speak freely over there,” he added. The crew followed Jorgensen out of the ship towards the airborne drop head car. When they sat in the car, the seats conformed to the shape of their bodies, automatically massaging them. There was an instrumental sound coming somewhere in the vehicle to relax them. Carpenter stared at the city on the horizon. “That is your capital?” he asked in surprise.

  “Yes, you can say that,” said Jorgensen. “Our hierarchical structure is a little different than yours, Commander. We have an authority starting from the top too, which is necessary to get things working properly. We also have a council of masters to make sure things run smoothly. These masters are chosen at certain periods by a special council.”

  The vehicle moved quite fast and entered the city. Buildings reached unbelievable heights and shined like diamonds. When Carpenter examined them closely, he saw that they were made of small crystals. But he couldn't see any kind of screw or any connecting clip. He couldn't figure out how these crystals were assembled altogether. Jorgensen started to give some explanations.