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Thirty seconds later the scientist found himself being escorted off the aircraft by airport security and marched toward a motorcyclist who was being restrained face down on the tarmac by airport guards. The motorcyclist had evidently ridden onto the runway in the path of Dr. Reilly’s flight.
The man escorting the scientist motioned toward the pinned-down motorcyclist. “Do you know this person?”
“Of course he knows me, you idiots! You think I make a hobby of breaking into airports to pull over planes?” Mark yelled, his voice muffled by his head being pressed against the ground.
Reilly’s escort remained emotionless. “He said you were an adviser to the NSC and it was a matter of national security. Homeland has verified your former status to us, but do you know him? He was carrying this in his back pocket.”
Reilly was handed the business card with his name handwritten over his cell number. He turned the card over to find the word Shift written on the back.
“Yes, I know him. He’s harmless,” Reilly confirmed.
Mark struggled to turn his head toward the scientist. “Jake is gone! They chased him out into the desert. He went over a cliff. They found what was left of his bike down the bottom, but there was no body! He disappeared! The guys in black don’t even know where he is!”
Reilly stared for a long moment as if to absorb the gravity of the profound news.
“Natasha found your card in her pocket,” Mark said, still struggling against the guards. “He must have put it there before he took off! He wanted us to find you.”
Reilly studied the single word handwritten on the back of his business card then slowly raised his eyes.
CHAPTER 72
“DO NOT BE AFRAID,” it said.
The words ricocheted around the inside of Jake’s mind. The voice was clear, precise, and came across in a gentle tone. Yet Jake didn’t hear it with his ears. It was like listening to his own internal dialogue. Jake was receiving the words from an outside source, and wrapping his own English around them to convert them into a comprehensible language.
“WE ARE THE ONES YOU SEEK,” he heard.
Telepathy!? Jake’s world was spinning.
He momentarily forgot about the events leading up to being chased off the edge of the cliff. Jake realized that he was standing in the center of a round room. At one end of the room stood the source of the voice. He blinked the figure into focus.
This can’t be real!
It stood a little over four and a half feet tall. Its dolphin-like skin was light gray and hairless. Its head was relatively large in proportion to its body, framing two large, very dark almond-shaped eyes. There were small holes on the side of its head where one would expect ears, and small slits for nostrils instead of a predominant nose. This being, or thing, Jake thought, would definitely not pass as human if it was to walk down a crowded street.
He felt like an atheist standing in the presence of God.
Am I really on board their craft?
Jake could see how these beings could look fearful. He had once heard them described as ghosts with evil black eyes. But he felt as if he was in the presence of a supreme being; there was an unseen flow of energy emanating from its direction which, at some deep level of perception, he could feel flow past him like a comet facing an invisible solar wind. And yet there was something eerily familiar about the little gray figure.
Hollywood wasn’t too far off the mark!
“WE DO NOT COMMUNICATE THROUGH SOUND AS YOU DO.”
The creature seemed to be wearing a tightly fitted single-piece outfit that was only a few shades darker than its skin color. There were no visible seams, buttons or zips. As it stepped closer, Jake could now make out deep back pupils framed by black iris within its huge dark eyes: irises that were vertically elongated diamond slits, shaped more like a cat’s iris than a human’s.
Jake was surprised that he was so calm. As a boy he’d sometimes had bad dreams about UFOs and “little gray men”. The dreams would follow after talking with his father about his grandfather’s time with the 509th Bombardment Group at the Roswell Army Air Field. Waking up in a panic, he’d look around his room to make sure there was nobody there, then duck his head under the blankets for added protection. But he didn’t feel scared or threatened in any way.
Jake had never lent a thought to how he would feel if he were ever face to face with a non-terrestrial being. He perhaps expected to be petrified. Instead, being in the entity’s presence made him feel at peace, as if it was actually possible to be wrapped in layers of reassurance and tranquillity. He was in awe of the entity before him.
“A-Am I…” Jake stammered.
“YOU ARE WITH US AS WE ASCEND.” Again words resonated in his head.
“You mean…” Jake felt as if the entity was looking into him, not at him, as if reading Jake’s thoughts.
“YES, WE HAVE MOVED AWAY FROM YOUR WORLD.”
Shit, this IS real!
He felt a wave of excitement and exhilaration. The answer to the question of whether we were alone in the universe was standing right in front of him.
A torrent of questions ran through his mind; there were so many things he wanted to know.
The creature read Jake’s eagerness to look around. Gesturing with its right palm, it opened its four-fingered hand, indicating the human to take a closer look at his surroundings.
Jake wanted to absorb every minute detail of the room. There was no light source, yet it was emanating from everywhere. The large room was circular, approximately 40 feet in diameter, with a ceiling height of about 20 feet. Apart from the bench behind him, there was nothing conventional: no screens, no workstations, no control panels or equipment of any kind. The room was barren with no aesthetics at all, every surface was one color – light silver with a pearl and violet hue.
Jake felt slightly light headed, blissful, almost euphoric.
Perceiving Jake’s state of mind, the creature said without words, “THE SENSATION YOU ARE FEELING IS DUE TO THE OXYGEN CONTENT IN THE AIR, WHICH IS HIGHER THAN YOUR BODY IS USED TO. IT WILL SOON PASS.”
With the creature’s permission, Jake stepped away from the bench and approached one of the walls to take a closer look. He could distinguish a fine hexagonal imprint that extended in all directions within the texture of the wall. It then occurred to him that there were no joints, no seams, no corners and no door frames. It was as if the room had been machined out of a single piece of light gray metal.
How did we both get in here? There are no doors.
Jake’s heart was pounding. He turned back toward the entity. “Where are you from?”
“THERE IS NO NEED TO TELL YOU DIRECTLY WHERE WE ARE FROM. INSTEAD, YOU ARE TO EXPERIENCE THE ANSWERS FOR YOURSELF.”
Jake was confused. “I’m not sure I understand.”
A mind-blast of information streamed in – thousands of images and thoughts at once. In that moment, Jake understood.
There are 30,000 potentially hospitable worlds within 1000 light years of the earth. Theirs was the fourth planet that orbited the Zeta Reticuli binary star system, which are sun-like stars similar to the earth’s. Human scientists had already considered it as an ideal system capable of supporting life. At a distance of 39 light years, in astronomical terns, it’s a literal pebble’s throw away from earth. Their star system is also a billion years older than earth’s sun, giving their civilization a billion-year technical headstart on Homo sapiens. Humans were using horse drawn carriages and oil lamps a hundred years ago; now they have space flight, atomic weapons, robots and lasers. Jake couldn’t fathom the capabilities of a civilization a million years ahead of earth’s, let alone a billion years ahead. This being before him was orders of magnitude more advanced compared to Homo sapiens than Jake was to the apes.
Jake felt almost paralysed by the sudden stream of information directed into his mind. “I get it, you’re really not from around here.”
He felt the world as he knew it evaporate
as he staggered back toward the bench. He suddenly felt the need to sit. Jake watched in amazement as the metal of the silver bench seemed to mould itself into a seat around Jake’s legs and rear end as he sat, conforming to Jake’s immediate needs.
Looking up, he asked his next burning question: “Why are you here?”
The words once again sprung from ideas directed into his mind: “YOU HAVE NEVER BEEN ALONE.”
Another onslaught of ideas and visions streamed into his thoughts.
In the distant past the ancestors of other off-world races were called gods by early human civilizations. They had influenced primitive humans, leading them to believe that these beings from the stars were their creators. These races manipulated the human genome, which would have been beyond early human civilization’s understanding at the time. Their early teachings, moral and spiritual, were bent into what is now known as the world’s religions.
These beings from the fourth planet of the Zeta Reticuli binary star system had been interested in the development, social behaviour and demise of earth’s indigenous inhabitants and civilizations as they evolved, and the effect they have had on the planet’s biosphere and various ecosystems over time.
Jake sat silently, processing the information.
They are studying us.
Jake now remembered that there had been other slightly smaller beings previously in the room. “What happened to the other ones?”
“BIOLOGICAL CYBERNETIC ENTITIES. THEIR TASK IS COMPLETE.”
Jake understood the creature’s meaning. The other three beings were biological robots used by their civilization to carry out hands-on work. They were no longer needed now that Jake was on board and awake.
“Why me?” Even as Jake spoke the words, he couldn’t believe the conversation he was having. “You should be communicating with our governments.”
“MULTITUDINOUS REASONS.”
Ideas seemed to flow around the words resonating in his mind, filling Jake’s thoughts with accompanying concepts and images. If they were to again present themselves to the human population, which is now 35 times that of what it was during humans’ first contacts with off-world beings during their early development, the calculated risk of the degradation and safety of the population, in addition to the horrific social problems that would arise, would not be in anyone’s best interest. It would disrupt the fabric of human civilization and likely set humans back further rather than promote our development as a species. Instead, they have been content to observe from a distance.
The visitors had found that the problem of communication with Homo sapiens had always been with the limitations of the human mind, as human brains operate at different brainwave frequencies than the visitors’.
To tune into an extraterrestrial mind, an individual needed to be in a deep meditative state, which is difficult for most humans, and near impossible to achieve while remaining fully conscious.
Historically, when the ETs had taken humans into a craft they were usually petrified, making communication impossible.
This is why the visitors won’t present themselves before the general public; this problem with communication would prevent any messages getting through to the humans. Instead they chose to work with individuals on a one-on-one basis – with those who have been able to achieve alpha states of mind and move past their initial fears.
Jake’s practiced meditative states had amplified his extrasensory perception – a sense few humans have learned to utilize.
The mind machine, Jake recalled.
In his deep meditative state, Jake became super-receptive to the collective consciousness that permeates and binds all beings. It was in this alpha state that Jake perceived the visitors’ awareness and answers to his enquiries.
The thrust of images into his mind was reminiscent of seeing his escape from the building.
Jake tried to wrap his mind around the realization. “But in the building, those images…the visions…that was you?!”
“WHEN YOUR BRAIN IS IN AN ALTERED STATE, YOU BECOME RECEPTIVE TO THE SUPER-CONSCIOUSNESS.”
The concepts came faster now. Jake was in a situation in which he had no chance of surviving; they assisted in showing him the only way of preserving his life. He did the rest. They have been here from the beginning. Every few generations there have been individuals who have shown promise in shaping the development of the human civilization. They have sometimes assisted those individuals to realize their goals. Jake had called out, asking how to escape the building, they simply gave him an answer.
They have been here all along? Jake thought. Significant individuals? But that could explain…
“Albert Eisenstein, Isaac Newton, Nikola Tesla,” Jake heard himself blurt out, “Socrates, Pythagoras…the Dalai Lama. Were you guiding them?”
“NOT ALL OF THEM.”
The thought stream kept flowing through Jake. The journey he had chosen had the potential to commence a chain of events that could change the way human civilization understands nature’s laws, energy and ultimately our place in the galactic community. It is in the visitors’ interests that Jake is successful in his endeavor, as they seek to preserve Jake’s planet, which nurtures ecosystems and life forms considered a rare gift in the universe. But ultimately the choice was his.
Jake understood that the being was not referring to his choice personally; instead the choice was up to all humans.
Jake felt a growing heaviness in the pit of his stomach. “Why even bother? I mean, nearly every generation of humans who have ever lived knows the meaning of war. We fight over land, we pollute our skies, we pollute our oceans. Our different races can’t even get along with each other. How are we supposed to get along with civilizations from other worlds?”
“MANY THINGS ARE IN NEED OF CHANGE.”
Mankind is travelling a dangerous course. Jake’s mind was now being filled with concepts of humans coming into an age of knowledge and industrialized development based on a culture of materialism and power. The pinnacle of human technological achievements such as harnessing the energy within the atom has, in one form or another, been weaponized. Thirst for power and cultural supremacy of differing nations and belief systems has always led to bloodshed and wars.
“YOU ARE KILLING YOUR WORLD!”
The words grated along the inside of Jake’s skull, wrapped in images of dangerous changes taking place in the oceans and the atmosphere. Increasing decay of the ozone by continued production of chemical substances that rise into the stratosphere; pristine rivers and lakes being polluted by over-industrialisation; release of destructive chemicals from combustion motors; toxic by-products from atom-splitting to create energy. The images morphed into one another with the disorientated nausea of a slow motion freefall.
A profound dread settled over Jake. Man’s assault on the planet has been ongoing since the beginning of the industrial age. It has only increased in scale with the accelerated rate of population and technological advancements of the motor car, jet aircraft and now multi-stage space launch vehicles. This has now been accepted as common knowledge by the human race, and yet the changes in their ways have been slow.
Mankind continues to walk these steps of unreason by breaching the laws of nature on a daily basis.
Earth’s magnetism has now been affected by the atomic explosions that have occurred since the 1940s. The explosions, whether done for testing or in anger, produced a weak repulsion against the earth, influencing its rotation by an immeasurable amount.
The planet has been forced out of its normal orbit by an amount not yet detectable by human scientists. The atomic explosions forced changes that will have a far-reaching effect that can, over a timespan that may surpass human civilization, produce catastrophic results.
Scientists have already observed the magnetic North Pole slowly creeping over the northern ice islands of Canada in the direction of the Arctic Ocean toward Russia. Meanwhile the South Pole has been moving in the direction of South America.
Jake drew a breath; he was engulfed in a myriad of images associated with what he was being told. It felt like an intense and real dream while being awake.
Human civilization has advanced its evolution, but only in its technical sciences. Its spiritual evolution has been hindered by the materialism. Human technology has reached a point where it could destroy the surface of its world with atomic warfare, which has dangerous downstream consequences for its solar system.
In a time that preceded current civilizations, a similar catastrophe occurred in earth’s own solar system when a previous planet was populated by a biped carbon-based humanoid species similar to human.
Their technology also advanced to an understanding of the workings of the atom. However, through the pursuit of power and warring among themselves, their planet was destroyed. A resulting explosion, its devastating power beyond a magnitude yet known by man, ripped the planet into billions of fragments. Its pieces now still circle the sun between the orbits of Mars and Jupiter, and are known to the human race as the asteroid belt.
Fragments of this ancient world still threaten the earth by way of meteor strikes which once annihilated a great proportion of earth’s life in the distant past. Today scientists are tracking the skies in an effort to map any rogue asteroids that may one day threaten earth’s future.
For centuries modern man has not possessed the values or ethics of a developed civilization. Because of this the human race has a very slim chance of eternal survival. It blocks its own way to cosmic integration.
The current civilization is the most important that has ever lived. Humans are on the verge of understanding new branches of science and physics which will bring with it more abundant and cleaner energies. We’ve taken our first steps toward a global government with the United Nations and European Union, and we already possess a global communications infrastructure with the internet. In us the visitors see great potential.
It is an obligation to all higher developed species to assist less developed civilizations, but not to influence their evolution. This duty is an obligation of all life in the universe, and is known to the visitors as the Creational Law.
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