To clarify further, the moon’s relation with the Earth isn’t due to gravitational attraction, but the fact that the moon was within the Earth’s most extreme space barrier. The sneaking embryo of the Earth’s moon left a gaping hole in the Antarctic ozone layer with a size equivalent to that of the USA. The meteorites and the so-called “Martian Rocks” that landed on the Earth were actually fragments of the former planet sun. The asteroids found between Mars and Jupiter aren’t a cause for alarm because they will never slip towards the Earth as shown in the schematic diagram. Due to the continuous thrust of the solar wind that passed through the numerous holes on the “solar space track barriers.” It’s only the wandering comets that remain a real threat to Earth because they have the capability of piercing through the “solar space track barriers" depending upon their momentum. The planets and asteroids revolve between the “solar space track barriers” with the direction of the solar wind.
“Please describe the trajectory path of the comet Shoemaker-Levy 9 before it crashed in the cloudy atmosphere of Jupiter in the late twentieth century, probably in 1994,” Mark asked. “Isn’t it possible that this ill-fated comet was similar in nature to what we are studying at the moment? . . . I mean that it was actually ejected from the planet Jupiter’s womb?”
“Sorry, laddie. I can’t provide you the true picture of the events because there’s no log input for that comet’s trajectory path. What is described in here is the intensity of its explosion and how it disintegrated into several fragments. Anyway, for wild speculation, maybe yes . . . yak-yak-yak."
“Thanks buddy, for your fancy joke.”
Mark refined further his “womb" theory, “As the intergalactic womb released the numerous transformed spinning spheroids’ energy, its outlet could possibly look like an ultra -bright ‘bell mouth’ surrounded with bubbling cumulus clouds, but when it is observed from afar, its panoramic frame shall reveal that it’s the center of a huge spiraling galaxy. When this womb is emptied and the galaxy has moved outward . . . what remains in the center is the famous black hole.
Mark found himself playing with the computer on a personal subject. He entered a command: “Please update my horoscope.”
The computer’s digital screen flashed immediately: “Zodiac sign Aquarius . . . to date . . . in works . . . what a coincidence! Due to the complete circuit of your star you’ve got recycled information back from the late twentieth century. Source: Manila Bulletin (a leading daily paper from the Far East), dated 24 October 1994. You will find out that the information you’ve been trying to piece together for a research project suddenly falls into your lap as if by magic more than by happenstance; it must be synchronicity, the universe granting what you wish!”
“Incredible!” Mark exclaimed. “How about my love life?”
“Zodiac sign Aquarius: In romance. Source: my super built in extrasensory vibration. Present day: Congratulations! You’ve found already your love mate. You’re compatible with each other. Her initial is the eleventh letter of the English alphabet.”
“Please give her full name.”
“Mark, beware . . . don’t attempt to sail your boat in two rivers . . . it’s dangerous! . . . as the Oriental saying goes.”
“Thanks, buddy. It's enough for today. You’re getting paranoid . . . I suppose."
Click.
“The computer has reached the stage where it has overrun its master," Mark murmured.
XX
The Great Switch
Mark was very pleased by the favorable development of his studies of the nature of space. He planned to dig deeper into the hidden mysteries lying in outer space and wished to travel and explore farther and hoped he would find some missing links that provided vital information for his research. He was in this deep thought when he heard a warning “bip” from his wristwatch. He then rushed outside, where the queer behavior of animals caught his attention; the wild beasts were running around crazily! Wildfowl were leaving the water and flying to high ground. Fish crowded the shoreline.
Something wrong is going on, Mark told himself. He then looked for his fiancée by scouring the water banks, but he could not find Lady Khinna. What he saw was the onrushing of birds and the throngs of wild beasts heading in his direction. He then ran away to avoid the rampaging beasts. He heard a woman’s voice shouting for help originating above the slope covered with thick green prairie grass. As he came closer to the shoulder of the ridge, the voice became louder.
“Mark, help!"
Mark saw Lady Khinna riding on top of a white elephant. The bulky creature was jumping as if afraid of something.
“Lady Khinna, jump!"
The frightened lady jumped into Mark’s waiting arms. “Thank you very much, Mark,” the pale young lady said. “Did I disturb the wildlife’s breeding grounds, Mark?”
“No. Animals have far more sensitive hearing than man; they possess extraordinary sensors,” Mark explained. “Yes! It’s a warning of a great impending earthquake! Let’s leave this place at once!”
However, it was too late; the ground had started to shake. The clear day had transformed to darkness. They heard a very strong thunder-like sound. The land was vibrating intensely, as if it were floating over the giant waves, moving up and down. Along the cracks silica sands and sulfur grains were jetting toward the sky. After a few seconds’ lull, the land was shaking violently along the horizontal plane. Lady Khinna embraced Mark tightly, very much frightened by the ongoing strong jolts accompanied by lightning zigzagging in the sky, followed by the deafening roars. The pair were unconscious due to effects of the violent jolts that lasted for almost an hour.
The falling rains awakened the pair. They noticed that the surroundings had changed greatly, turning into a mountain peak with a lake on top. The white clouds that had once covered the atoll had disappeared. The icebergs that had surrounded the atoll had disappeared, too. At this nearly perfect conical mountain’s foot they saw crimson molten magma flowing towards the large body of steaming water. They felt the wind blowing, carrying acrid fumes that smelled like sulfuric polluted air.
“C’mon, let’s go!” Mark exclaimed. “The wind may be carrying toxic gas fallout, and it’s getting warmer here.”
The scared young lady held Mark’s arm as they ran toward their spaceships.
“Let’s go to Sargasso; we’ll investigate the extent of the damage,” Mark said. “I’ll just hope that this tectonic quake isn’t worldwide."
The pair then cruised towards the southeast Pacific.
“Hey! Mark! Look! Land ahead!” Lady Khinna exclaimed. “Where are we now, Mark? On the geographical map it says that this is supposed to be a large body of water, we’re supposed to in Micronesia."
“Yes, and I don’ t thinks that we’re on the Bikini atoll, . . .I’m certain that this is a continent!” Mark cried. “It’s very promising land, having a rich natural resources for the next generations to tap.”
Lady Khinna moved her viewfinder closer to the land surface “The land surface is covered with some magnificent, alluring corals!” Lady Khinna yelled. “Mark, this is the replica of Kuralus!” she intoned further.
Mark’s heart began to pound very fast. ‘Lady Khinna, let’s change our course. We shall go the other way. We’ll cruise across Europe."
“OK, Mark.”
Their spaceships made a quick turnaround and quickly speeded, westward. Mark wasn’t happy with the recent alteration of the land; he feared that something terrible had taken place.
“Look! The Great Wall of China has sunk; it’s now covered with water," Lady Khinna said.
Then they traveled farther. “You see? The pyramids of Egypt is now gracing the open sea," Lady Khinna continued her queer observations. “Where’s Europe, Mark?"
“Oh no! It’s gone!” Mark replied.
As they went farther, a new land appeared on the horizon.
“This should be the Atlantic Ocean!” Lady Khinna exclaimed after glancing at the map. “But look, Mark! A n
ew continent has surfaced!”
“A great switch has taken place on this planet!” Mark groaned. “I just hope that Sargasso didn’t disappear with the switch.” ‘
As they approached the location of Sargasso, they were surprised because there was no land to be found, but instead it had been replaced by a large body of calm yellow-ochre sea.
“Lady Khinna, please check the polar coordinates of Sargasso,” Mark requested.
“Mark, Sargasso . . . should be here."
“No!” Mark exclaimed, tears streaming from his eyes.
Their spaceship touched on the calm sea. Mark got out of the spaceship and squatted atop the cockpit, his face buried in his palms while tears continuously flowed from his eyes. He shook his head. “It’s my fault!” he muttered. “They should have abandoned this planet in the first place. Where are the innocent kids? They should have benefited from this achievement.”
“Mark, please calm down.” Lady Khinna comforted him. “You mentioned to me once that the God of the reverend is very powerful. Why not ask for his help?”
“It’s impossible, Khinna, to bring them back to life again. If ever the God of the reverend hears our prayers, the most we could see of my people are their spirits . . . their ghosts.”
“But Father Fiumicelli used to preach that God’s begotten Son brought Lazarus back to life from the grave."
“This situation is very different. Miracles happened only during the biblical era . . . we’re already in the micro era,” Mark stressed. “Please let’s mourn for their innocent souls."
Lady Khinna then became silent while Mark bowed his head.
The Kuralian lady enjoyed the scenery of the setting sun. How beautiful. I couldn’t find this spectacular sight on Kuralus. After a few minutes of viewing the fading pillar of fire, Lady Khinna noticed a white creature heading toward their position. “Mark, do you see what I saw?” she called Mark. “Isn’t that a white creature flapping?"
“It’s a bird, Lady Khinna," Mark replied, “Maybe a seagull.”
The bird come closer and glided toward them.
“It’s a dove, Lady Khinna.”
Lady Khinna got hold the white dove and stared closely at the bird’s weary eyes.
“She’s very exhausted, Mark. Maybe she has traveled a very long journey,” Lady Khinna said. “What’s this on her leg?”
Mark investigated the bird and took the yellow strip of plastic and read the inscription: “We Love Earth, too!”
“She is a Mercurian messenger of love and peace, Lady Khinna,” Mark explained. “People on this planet for several generations used this creature as a symbol of peace, but sometimes there are universal shortcomings that are too much for this peacemaker to surmount.”
“Let’s feed her some milk,” Lady Khinna urged.
The hungry creature dipped her red beak into a saucer of milk. While Mark fell asleep, Lady Khinna provided the dove with a comfortable place to sleep.
As the night passed, Lady Khinna sat at the computer, tracking the sensors around. The radio and infrared telescopes were turning 360 degrees to detect any incoming object.
It was already dawn when the sensor intercepted a strange sound. She then peeped into the infrared periscope and investigated the surroundings but saw nothing. Lady Khinna was very sure that the sounds had originated very close to their position. She investigated outside but still she found nothing. What she saw was a breathtaking dawn. Sun rays were radiantly flashing in the sky. Wow! it's a very marvelous sight! It’s very strange how those civilized people in the past had the “courage” to destroy this beautiful planet, Lady Khinna wondered to herself. After a few minutes she returned to the computer. All the surroundings and above have been investigated but shows nothing! She said to herself. It’s very exasperating! She thought for a while and all of a sudden she was on her feet. “Yes! Below! There must be a mystery lurking down there." She then plunged the sensor downward and was amazed because the strange sounds became clearer. She amplified the sound on her cordless headphone and plummeted the infrared viewfinder below.
“Mark! Wake up!”
“Hey, what’s wrong?” Mark asked while lying still.
“I saw a star!”
“It’s the Morning Star, Lady Khinna.”
“No! down there!"
“Then what you saw was a starfish."
“It’s glowing! Mark; come, take a look!”
Lady Khinna then pressed the amplifier button. Mark recognized immediately the Christians’ fellowship song:
“Lord Almighty, Come, Come. We are grateful to you for your glory has come.
We expressed our deepest thanks. Come, our hearts await you.
Lord Almighty, come. Come.”
(The song was accompanied by thunderous clapping.)
Mark rushed immediately to the computer.
“It looks like a star lantern, doesn’t it Mark?”
Mark didn’t utter any words; he magnified the glowing star’s silhouette. “It’s the Starshield, Lady Khinna!” the jubilant Mark shouted. “They are alive!"
Mark stood up and hugged Lady Khinna. He then kissed her ‘tenderly. The loud song had awakened the dove and she flew around looking for an exit.
Mark released Lady Khinna from his tight embraced. “She wanted to leave,” Mark said. “She wished to be free."
“Let’s let her go, Mark.” Lady Khinna then caught the bird and kissed the white creature.
The two lovers went outside. The radiant sunshine was now gracing the horizon.
“Good-bye, wonderful bird," Lady Khinna said.
“Farewell, peace lover. We hope that your crusade doesn’t fail this time. We assure you that your message shall reach the doorstep of my people,” Mark bid farewell to the bird.
Lady Khinna felt that the bird in her palm was getting warmer. She stared at Mark. The bird flew away towards the rising sun.
“Mark, look!” Lady Khinna shouted while staring at her palm. Her eyes grew bigger.
“It's an egg, Lady Khinna. It carries an embryo .... the embryo of the Star of Peace,” Mark explained.
The two trained their eyes on the fading messenger. The sunlight brightened the surroundings, emitting rays of hope for the new generation to come, shielding them from the difficult challenge ahead. Just as the two were about to approach the doorstep, their eyes were caught by the bright light that looked like a cigar ejected from the calm sea and streaks quickly towards the sky. Mark just smiled to himself. If only those people in the past understood the nature of this planet, perhaps the nuclear holocaust could have been avoided.
After a few minutes, they heard a very loud explosion. They saw a mushroom-like clouds billowing several miles up in the sky.
“The premature Embryo of the Star will exist shortly,” Mark said. He then glanced at Lady Khinna and said, “Lady Khinna, you’re my irreplaceable megastar, who was born to live in the future."
THE END
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