Tonight Anika was going to contact a man called Kane. She had to inform him about Alan's request. Kane and Alan were friends who actually never met personally simply because he was living far away from Karash and they never had the chance to meet in another place. The way they were meeting was a little bit difficult to understand for Anika at the beginning, but eventually she accepted it as possible. As she later learned the art of Lucid Dreaming. Both friends were creating a place where they could meet without being overheard or tracked by someone. They met five years ago when they were attending Internet chat rooms for people with similar interests and started chatting every week. As the time passed, Kane introduced the art of dreaming to Alan. It fascinated him and he was determined to practice and follow the guidance of that man. It was not easy and quick to do, but with persistence and belief, he managed it. Since then, they often meet in places agreed to be real by both. They only had to have a photo of the place they wanted to be, so both could create the same physical structure. Alan passed that knowledge to Anika, but she was still learning it, not able to do it yet at ease.
There was another person practicing the same art and he was Adonis. When entering their sleeping state, they were consciously controlling the places and pictures they wanted to dream about and since the dreaming was considered to be one of the gates through, which we can enter different worlds, they were meeting in places, which they created by agreement. Kane once said to Alan: “We cannot imagine non—existence, therefore everything we imagine is as real as the world we live in.” In the dream state, they were present as a consciousness and tonight a meeting between these two friends was going to happen.
” Serious topics were going to be discussed,” thought Anika, judging by the expression of Alan today. Her apartment was on one of the hills in the city and from there one could have an amazing view, especially when it was night. The lights of the town playfully flickering could make a person dream, detaching him from its place. She was in her room, sitting on a chair with both legs bent on the seat and gazing at the city. She felt a little worried.
“Was everything going to be all right?”
“Was everyone prepared with its part?”
There were too many questions in her head. She opened her laptop and entered the chat room where she saw Kane. He agreed for the time.
CHAPTER 3
Lucid
Heops was an enigma for everyone who knew him, never willing to meet with people he did not trust. No pictures were available to anyone, nor any other information, which will more or less tell us something about this man. He existed in the virtual reality as a ghost, sometimes people perceived him as an entity, an artificial intelligence living in the cyber space. He was one of the most skillful hackers ever known, knowing everything, and most importantly knowing everyone who had skills. Since young age, he was developing different software and exploring code. Now he had finished maybe the most important task of all and that was the algorithm, which was supposed to gain them an access to virtually any system in the world. With it, they would be able to erase any previous history of all bank accounts and divide the money equally to all people. Apart from that, there were rumors that he was living underground, but where exactly was impossible to guess. Heops and Alan met through the net and soon became very close friends, sharing knowledge. They alone established a virtual place in the global network where very few were accepted.
The outside world was a cruel place to be, where everything was overheard, taped or recorded and personal privacy was gone a long time ago. And all was covered by the veil of false security. The illusions, which were sold to the population, were strangely accepted by most and whoever had different opinion was considered crazy. Long time ago, around the year 2015 when Alan was born, the world took a different direction, which led the humanity to a global dictatorship and slavery of the minds. The methods used were very high technological inventions, not known to the general public and these methods were all concentrated to be effective at the subconscious level of the human beings. It was a war on humanity in which the weapons used were less known and the battles were held in the minds of the people. They did not know how to protect themselves and became an easy prey for the system. During the same year, the human beings were separated into two groups. One was formed from the people who were living their lives without noticing where the world was heading, with occupied minds about their jobs, their families, children, without a vision for the future or any particular goals for themselves. These people were just living their lives without trying to understand the meaning of their own existence, without trying to question the system. Some of them were busy watching television or arguing with their wife, husband, neighbors, and friends, socializing or just envying, or hating someone. Purposefully avoiding thinking about the real things in life and easily finding excuses for not doing what needs to be done. They had full trust, that what was happening was for their own good and usually blaming outside events for their lack of success. The second group was called “rebels” and sometimes “warriors.” They were also caring about their families, working and having children, except a couple of differences. They were constantly trying to understand themselves, cared about the destruction of the nature, they were aware of the manipulation, which was going on behind the veil of that artificially created security. They were trying to do something. Their mission was to let the rest of the people know about it, to open their eyes, to wake them up and to shift their focus on more important things. Some of them formed a secret society which aim was to create a continuous flow of positive energy, of information, which had to affect the rest of the people. They had secret meetings every month and the place and the time were known exactly one hour before the event. Those who were attending were highly awakened people, which you can easily recognize among the rest of the sleepers, living their life with no direction or clear reason. Their eyes were “full,” their look could read anything inside your soul, and they were just different. There was a silent war, which was held on a vibrational level. It was a fight for the minds of the people.
It was almost midnight and Alan was getting ready for the meeting with Kane. Miguel and Chris were asleep. The lights from the street were playing on the walls of their room. Alan was looking at the full moon, which he thought was sending coded signals. For a second he looked back in his life and realized how much they have done and how much they suffered, all these years of hiding and collecting information. During that little retrospective, he felt that he was not alone, as if there was a foreign presence in the room. He looked around but saw nobody except his two friends sleeping. He had that feeling since young age and never understood what it was and if he needed to give a meaning to it or not. The only thing he was sure about was that he was not alone and that was giving him courage to do what he was doing. On the table next to his bed, he had a picture of his family and his girlfriend. Every night before he goes to sleep, he was thanking the power, which created everything, for the great and loving parents he had and for his supporting and understanding girlfriend. Tonight he had to meet Kane on the “place,” which they chose. He put his pillows aside and laid down with the clear intend to go where he had to be. It wasn't long before he was lying there completely relaxed, but his mind was in a place far beyond our imagination…
In his dreaming state, he found himself walking on a street with many people. It seemed to be afternoon for him, but in this place, time did not really exist. There was no sun in the sky, no wind or sense of urgency. He was heading towards a tall building with oval shape, with around twenty floors. The construction was close to a river. Everything around him was looking just like a normal city. Every object had its appropriate density and it felt as solid as in the normal world. However, this was a pure design of his imagination. He was walking alongside the river looking at the water. There were no waves, not even a little movement on the surface. Yet when Alan got close, he could see the bottom and some green algae. There were benches, on which different p
eople were sitting and chatting, children were running around on the grass, teenagers playing guitar and singing.
He reached the building. When he entered inside, he found himself in a huge lobby. Everything was made of a mix between raw dark concrete and white marble. In the middle, behind a solid dark concrete desk, was sitting a security guard whom he greeted and then headed towards the elevator. Surprisingly, there were many people in this building. He reached the lift and saw a couple of people waiting there. Alan decided to overhear their conversation and to his surprise, they made sense to him. The doors opened and as they all entered, he pressed the button for the 11—th floor. He was impatient to meet his friend. They have not spoken for a long time and this would give them an opportunity to catch up with the new stuff. The doors opened on the 11th floor. He exited from the elevator and walked towards room number 111. He slowly entered inside and found himself in a little corridor. At the end of it was a room with a glass door and external walls also made of glass with a view of the whole city. The interior design was minimalistic. No furniture, just two chairs facing the scenery. Kane was sitting on one of them looking at the impressive view. As he heard his friend, he stood up fast and they hugged each other. Kane could not wait:
“It has been a long time brother. How have you been?”
“I've been good, I am so glad to see you.”
“Is everything going by the plan?”
“We have the source code. Our patience finally paid off. Heops has done an amazing job.”
“That is excellent! We have been waiting for that for so long. Have you tested it?”
“Not yet, I am sure it's something unique. Tomorrow I will have time to go through it.”
“Great! Excellent work by Heops. He is our messiah!”
“I wanted to talk to you about our new meetings. I decided to start with them again, not in the virtual space, but real meetings. We need to prepare the people for the possible collapse of the system and how they could help themselves when that happens.”
“Do you think it's a good idea? All spies of the “Company” are after us, remember what happened the last time. Are you absolutely sure that the meetings will be attended by trusted people?” Kane asked doubting.
“You can never be sure of that. We can only trust that what we do is right and when the right moment comes, we will be ready to commence our attack. We developed a system for recognizing our people who come to our meetings.”
“All right, I believe in you and what you do Alan. Have you talked to Adonis about it?”
“Yes, he agreed, but seemed a bit worried about the outcome of all that. However, we don't have a choice. ”
“I agree, now or never. I think it's time to go.”
“Thank you Kane.”
They shook hands and Alan walked out of the room. When he started walking towards the lift, the dream started to dissolve. His attention was weakened. As soon as he entered the elevator, the dream world evaporated and he found himself lying in his bed. A minute after he fell asleep.
Through the years, the “rebels” were looking for different methods of communicating to the people the right ways to walk through this life. It was difficult to show another point of view of the same picture. They could not just tell everyone how they have been manipulated, because this simply would be rejected. They had to find an alternative way to their reasoning physical brains. The “warriors” tried by showing the people how to make the most of every situation they encounter. This included banking, understanding of insurance companies, the stock market, best products, the connection to Mother Earth, good healthy food and how and what to eat. They explained them how bad the chemically modified food, could lead to many diseases. By introducing this information slowly, the people started to awake and because these thoughts of change were projected by more and more people, the population started to open their eyes to things they were not able to perceive before. Not only had the people from the “Company” knew the benefits of positive and practical thinking, but also they were trying to suppress that information from the public. If the normal citizens truly understand the mightiness of manifestation of a single thought, the power of the “Company” could be compromised. However, the people who were suppressing the knowledge were aware or maybe unaware, that every living thing in this world was made of the same particle, which have also made them. Together with the holographic nature of the Universe, they were really not hiding anything. Inadvertently they did not only suppress this information, but also sharing it, since they were also part of the one. What they wanted was to keep the people comfortable in their sleep. The “warriors” were trying to educate everyone and hopefully to transform the negative into positive. Everything was going well. Secret clubs were formed for those who wanted to participate in more mind opening techniques. The methods used were representing the way, which a specific person preferred to use for opening his vision. As their minds were becoming more and more flexible, their bodies were following. Some people learned how to bend time. Some were taking different courses in martial arts, advanced programming, Earth Science, tai chi, yoga. The members had the sign of the “warriors” tattooed on their body. It was a circle, tattooed with a special ink matching their body skin and could be seen only with a special light. The process of transformation sometimes was taking years to complete, of course, it could never be completed, but long enough for the individual to realize his own power. The number of the people attending these meetings was increasing and some of the members were teaching their kids in the methods taught by the “warriors“.
From the other side of the coin, the “Company” was getting more active and was doing everything to gather information. Companies, which were stealing from the people, were hacked and all their data was shared with the public. At one point the system didn't know from where to start the investigation, the attacks were coming from every part of the world. The “warriors” were constantly hacking government sites. Information, which was secret was publicly announced and published on different news groups. The population started to understand that the veil doesn't really exist, but it is only in their minds.
Unfortunately, the people who were attending the meetings were different and could not be monitored easily as the groups were increasing in number. A couple of years ago, all this came into the eyes of a young man called Azmo, who was extremely skillful with the computers and who was able to track the activities of the “rebels“. One night sitting in front of his computer, he decided to reveal himself. He logged into the chat server and entered the chat room where some of the “warriors” were having general discussions. He wrote in the chat room's terminal window:
[22:42] <[azmo]> How can I join you?
There was no answer for some time and he decided to write another message.
[22:45] <[azmo]> I know you have these meetings. I agree with your ideas and want to be a part of your group.
He then went on with his research on the organization, when suddenly received an answer:
[22:53] <[anonymous]> Who are you?
[22:53] <[azmo]> Someone who knows you and wants to become a part of the movement. I guess you already know everything about me?
He was right. The man on the other side already checked his identity, making sure he was not a police spy.
[22:55] <[anonymous]> Chatting with us is enough for a young man like you. Why do you want to join us? It's dangerous to get involved.
[22:55] <[azmo]> I know you from my father's stories. I feel I could be useful and help you.
He waited for an answer for a couple of minutes when he saw on his screen:
[23:01] <[anonymous]> You will receive a message on your cell phone tomorrow with instructions.
These were the last words of the “warrior.” After the conversation, Azmo could not sleep, he was thinking about how exciting it could be to be a part of that and to be able to help people. This was the beginning of a fellowship, which continued about a year, when Azmo decided to take a
turn. He was caught in his house by a signal. That day in Azmo's house, the men of the “Company” persuaded him to give all the information he had, with the recent plans of the “warriors.” They convinced him that what he was doing was wrong and thus, he was hurting many people. In return, they promised him a glorious career and a chance to make a difference in this world. It was not known what else they were talking about or how they managed to bend him. However, the results of this meeting were almost fatal. The police interrupted one of the “warriors'” meetings, arrested most, and shoot some of the members. The rest escaped. The captured were forced to give information, threaten that if they don't, their families would be put in jail, and their children send in a reformatory. Some just never came back. It was a difficult time for most of them, but the reality had to be lived and endured. Fortunately, this was not the end of the “rebels“. The people who established this secret society continued their work. It was not announced who was in it, but they were active. There were no public meetings. The activity was done mainly through Internet. Slowly they started showing themselves, revealing secret information, hacking news channels for a minute or so, sending messages that they continue their work to the people who were with them before and for the rest of the society. The older members started forming different small virtual groups. They were trying to let them know that they were out there and were also active and waiting for an assignment or just a goal as to where to aim for the future. For the police was difficult to locate any of them. Alan was one of the co—founders of the second biggest virtual group, where members of the “warriors” from all over the world were meeting and discussing different issues. Heops was the other co—founder of that group. After Azmo, they were choosing very carefully who can join, aware of the presence of the “Company.” Nevertheless, Heops has written an algorithm, which contained a new pattern, and no one else knew what exactly it was. Anika has brought it to Alan to examine it and understand how it works.
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