2150 AD

by Thea Alexander

  “Wait a minute,” I interrupted. “How about being raped and murdered?”

  She shook her head playfully, saying, “I’m sorry if my lack of fear worries you and Karl, but I’m not being foolhardy. I just believe in your Macro philosophy, which says that this is a perfectly just universe and we can experience only what we have chosen to experience. Everyone will eventually learn the truth that all is one. So in the long run, the future can only get better, more aware, and more loving. Nothing can happen to me except what I have chosen to grow from. So what is there to fear?”

  “I still don’t understand how you could have learned to practice this Macro view so quickly,” I replied, shaking my‑head.

  “Didn’t you tell me that all human problems are caused by resisting and fighting the inevitable changes in our lives?” she reminded.

  “Yes,” I answered. “However, I‑“

  “Then try to understand,” she interrupted, “that I’ve had so many changes taking place in my life that I’ve learned to enjoy it.”

  “What if you’re in an accident,” I postulated, “and you lose that newly acquired physical beauty‑could you accept that change?”

  “Yes,” she answered, “I think I could, because now I know‑what it is-a vehicle; why I have it‑‑we created it through your/our belief in a philosophy of oneness; and why I won’t have it if it’s taken from me‑because I caused and chose it!

  “I fully believe, Jon, that as long as I want this body I’ll have it.”

  “That takes care of the beliefs, and it sounds like you have the desire too,” I observed. “With those two you can have anything you want as long as you don’t cancel it with a conflicting desire or belief.”

  “I used to have a strong desire to be beautiful and happy,” she said, “but I didn’t believe it was possible. This made me want to stay away from others so they wouldn’t see how homely I was. My desire to avoid rejection, by not becoming involved, was so great that it cancelled out my desire to be beautiful and happy.”

  “It sounds so complicated when we put it into words that I don’t see how we’re ever going to explain it to Griff and Judd,” I sighed.

  Neda teased me saying, “That’s because you lack sufficient belief, Jon. But I believe it’s possible and I desire to accomplish it, so I will succeed.”

  I laughed, “You’ve beaten me at my own game, Neda. I’m going to watch your technique for the next few days. You’re probably the answer to my cry for help during those frustrating first three days. ‘Ask and you shall receive,’ Hmm. Well I asked and here you are, Neda, so I’d better get out of the way and let you do your thing.”.

  I had given myself a week to begin seeing some sign of greater awareness in my captives, and I really hadn’t expected any dramatic changes. However, by Sunday, just one week after I had captured them, Griff and Judd behaved so differently that at times I had difficulty believing they were the same men who had attacked three girls and raped and killed two of them. Neda had made the big difference. She had gotten them to listen to her and accept her, then she had persuaded them to accept me.

  I don’t mean that Griff and Judd were ready to live at a Macro level by any means, because you learn by doing and even a week as intensive and challenging as the one they had just finished didn’t give them enough practice to balance the years that went before. However, they had made a beginning at an entirely new way of thinking and it was already showing surprising results. Griff had at first been very depressed at learning about reincarnation and how our soul selects lessons to balance our learning experiences.

  “What hope for the future have we got? If what you’re telling us is true we’ll probably be born girls next time and get raped and murdered,” he reluctantly observed.

  When I explained that this was only true if they refused to evolve to a more Macro perspective where karma, as popularly defined, didn’t apply.

  “You mean,” Judd asked, “there’s a way of escaping that damn karma thing?”

  “Well,” I answered, “the law of karma is only a problem to micro man because he had more hate or negative thoughts and actions than positive loving ones. At the Macro level people live by the law of love, which does not include penance. Its basis is joyous acceptance of whatever is, as perfectly chosen by each soul for its own development”

  They kept asking questions about the law of love until Neda said, “If you can lovingly accept everything that happens to you, then nothing bad or unpleasant will be a part of your future.”

  “How in the world does a person learn to do that?” Griff asked.

  “By wanting to learn it,” Neda replied, “and by believing that you can learn it.”

  Griff kept asking questions, and Neda and I kept trying to answer them until Griff surprised us by saying that he’d like a notebook and a pen so he could start writing down some of these ideas. Once he started writing, he stayed up most of the night creating his own journal about Macro philosophy and how it might be used to rebuild his own life.

  During the last couple of days of that week we had almost no headaches. Griff and Judd were both demonstrating greater awareness. Still Karl questioned their sincerity.

  “After all,” he cautioned, “they know that all they have to do is pretend to listen to everything you say, then promise to live the kind of life you expect of them, and you’ll let them go.”

  “But they really mean it,” Neda assured him.

  “How do you know?” said Karl. “Don’t forget, these guys are probably expert liars and wouldn’t know the truth if it hit them on the head.”

  “Oh, Karl, you wouldn’t be so skeptical if you’d spent all the hours with them that Jon and I have. Besides, we can always be sure of their progress by having Jon look at their auras.”

  “Is that true, Jon?” .

  “Well,” I replied, “I haven’t looked at their auras since I first saw them because they were so depressing, but I’ll give it a try tomorrow. Telepathically I see that they’re coming along amazingly well. However, if their auras show that they’re lying, I’ll keep them here.”

  “But if they pass your aura test with pretty colors, you’ll let them go tomorrow?”

  “Exactly. Of course, I’ll invite them to come back for more Personal Evolution tutoring at least several times a week for a while‑“

  “Well, I’ll be . . .” I said, amazed at my new realization. “I’m a P.E. tutor! Can you believe that, Karl? And Neda‑she is, too! It’s amazing‑simply amazing!”

  On Sunday both Neda and Karl spent most of the day talking with Griff and Judd while I devoted my energies to observing their auras. By the middle of the afternoon I had watched them as they answered seemingly endless questions put to them by Karl. They had become angry occasionally, but only briefly, though I felt that Karl had pushed them pretty hard at times.

  Still their auras looked much cleaner and sharper than they had been only seven days earlier. At last I asked them the biggest question of all.

  “Would you like to stay here another week?”

  There was a long silence while they looked at each other, then back at Neda, Karl, and myself. Finally, Judd cleared his throat and said, “I’ve learned an awful lot this past week; I guess I’d like to stick around a while longer if it’s all right.”

  Then we all looked at Griff, who was staring intently at the floor. I saw Karl start to say something, but he caught Neda’s eye and changed his mind. We all waited. Then Griff raised his head and, looking intently into my eyes said, “I want to leave. I’ve got it written down in my journal that you learn by practicing‑by doing‑and out there is where I’ll find out how much I’ve really learned this past week. I can’t find that out up here four floors above the rest of the world.”

  First Neda kissed Griff and then Judd while I watched Karl’s neck, but he didn’t say anything. Then I said, “I promised you both that once you had listened to what I had to say you could leave, and I’m not going to start lying to you now. I
hope that you’ll come back, Griff, to talk with Neda and me several times a week for a while, but that’s up to you.”

  Hearing this invitation and being assured that it applied also to him, Judd decided that he would go with Griff, but they both wanted to come back and talk with us some more, soon and often. On that note I removed the hypnotic blocks, which had turned their anger into headaches and the doorknob into fire, and we bade them goodbye.

  I accompanied Ned and Karl down to their apartment, where we spent the rest of the day until late evening discussing and digesting the past week’s experience lessons and contemplating possible futures.

  Going to sleep that night I decided that I agreed with what Neda had said earlier about the week: It was the most important learning experience of my life because I took the biggest risks, made the biggest mistakes, and attained some important successes.

  I then employed the 2150 custom of closing the day with praise for having taken the risks necessary to grow that day and reaffirmation of my “lifestyle” plan for growth in the future.

  CHAPTER 14: The Challenge

  I awakened in the huge bed of our Alpha room to find that it was morning. Carol and the rest of our Alpha were looking down at me.

  “Welcome back, Jon,” Carol said with a hug.

  Then everyone was congratulating me. Lea and Rana, along with other nines and tens, had been able to follow my week’s activities in 1976. They observed that I had at last demonstrated love, leadership, and wisdom (the three Macro virtues) along with some Macro powers, so that my aura was now an emission of fresh lemony­orange with tones of pink, purples, greens, blues, and white. I had achieved second‑level Macro awareness.

  Later that morning, while I was in my lakeside room at the C.I. center, I asked C.I. to provide me with more information about the levels of awareness. Since this was a general question, I soon discovered that I was receiving a lot more data than I could use or understand. However, by interrupting C.I. and asking specific questions I was able to gain some of the following information.

  (1) While it was recognized from the beginning of the Macro society (back in the 1970s) that there were ten general levels of Macro awareness, it was not until the year 2025 that anyone demonstrated more than level three. The levels eight, nine, and ten were not achieved until after the year 2100‑a rather recent development.

  (2) Because of the relatively low levels of awareness in the early years of the Macro society, there had been some regressions in awareness level. This had almost always been associated with the misuse of Macro powers or leadership power. Some of these people had been on Micro Island, where they grabbed power and became the ruling elite. However, in the past 30 years no one above level two had regressed.

  (3) One could attain a high degree of Macro power and still not demonstrate level‑two awareness since awareness level was determined by the degree of personal evolution or Macro awareness, not by the extent of one’s Macro power.

  (4) The greatest challenge to the first seven levels of awareness existed on Micro Island and, thus, my best chance of developing level‑three awareness quickly was to visit there. However, C.I. pointed out that on Micro Island I also ran a good chance of losing my second‑level awareness and regressing to level one.

  Figuring that the sooner I got there the better, I began asking all the questions I could think of concerning Micro Island. Some of the most important information involved the dangers I would be facing.

  (1) Any visitor from the Macro society was liable to be killed unless protected by Macro powers. The greatest heroes of Micro Island were those who either killed the Macro visitors or persuaded them to give up membership in the Macro society to live permanently on Micro Island.

  (2) The current leaders of Micro Island were all former members of the Macro society who had some degree of Macro powers and used these powers to gain personal fame and fortune. This allowed them to lord it over others on the Island. These leader had been seduced by their desire for power with its fame and adulation. In other words, pride was the last and greatest obstacle to the soul’s evolution toward greater awareness.

  (3) To attain level‑three awareness I would have to demonstrate a personal evolution level which would over­come this last and greatest micro trait‑pride. To do this I would have to voluntarily relinquish the protection of the Macro society and all its high level members including Lea and Rana.

  I questioned C.I. extensively on this last bit of informa­tion and was finally given the analogy that if I wanted to demonstrate swimming proficiency I wouldn’t wear a life jacket. From this I concluded that if I let anyone else help me overcome pride I would not be demonstrating level‑three awareness.

  The thought of being attacked by the inhabitants of Micro Island didn’t seem so frightening since my ex­perience with Griff and Judd. However, if I was attacked by someone who had developed Macro powers as great as or greater than my own that would be something else.

  That evening I talked over this last possibility with Carol and Rana and received some very disturbing news. It seemed that the leaders of Micro Island were expecting me.

  “How could they be expecting me?” I asked Rana. “I’ve never visited Micro Island.”

  “You’ve been told,” she answered, “that the leaders of Micro Island are former members of the Macro society, some of whom have highly developed Macro powers. With telepathy, clairvoyance, and precognition they have learned a great deal about you.”

  “And,” Carol added, “they are determined to either kill you or persuade you to give up the Macro way of life.”

  “But why should they be especially interested in me?” I asked.

  “Because,” Rana answered, “they know you are a twin soul of Lea, who, with the help of all other nines and tens, has managed our first time‑space translation. They would like to destroy our project by killing you or, even better, by getting you to denounce the Macro society and join them on. Micro Island.”

  “That’s ridiculous,” I said. “They must know that if I joined them I couldn’t attain level‑three awareness and would lose my chance for permanent time translation.”

  Rana gave me a long appraising look before she answered. Finally she said, “There is another way of stay­ing here permanently. Since Lea and the rest of us have established the time translation, as long as you are in 2150 time they could complete the translation if you would cooperate with them.”

  “But . . . but . . . that’s impossible!” I exclaimed. “C.I. told me that no one above level seven has ever defected to Micro Island. They wouldn’t have the Macro power.”

  I was shocked to see both Rana and Carol shaking their heads in disagreement with my statement. Then Rana said, “There are over 1,000 former Macro society members on Micro Island with varying degrees of Macro power. When they form a mind net in which all of them link their minds together, they could exert enough psychic power to complete, with your help, the time‑space transla­tion. However, while you would be a permanent member of 2150 it would have been accomplished without the help of your twin soul and before you reached the psychic balance of level‑three personal evolution.

  “My God!” I exclaimed. “Then they can offer 2150 without my having to attain level three!”

  Rana nodded, “And they are planning to offer you not only permanent translation to 2150 but also adoption into their ruling elite, making you the third most powerful person on Micro Island.”

  “Yes,” Carol added, “you would rank just below their President, Elgon, and their Vice President, Sela. Elgon was the only level seven in the Macro society who ever re­gressed levels. It made him so angry that he chose to leave the Macro society some eighty years ago and make himself president of Micro Island. Ten years later he managed to persuade his former Alpha mate, Sela, who had been a level six, to join him as his Vice President.”

  “But how is it,” I asked, “that they can permanently complete my time translation when the combined efforts of every level nine
and ten here and in the nearby planets are unable to do the same?”

  “Oh, they could do it all right,” Carol answered calmly, “but they chose not to until you demonstrate level‑three awareness.”

  “Now wait a minute,” I said. “Do I understand correctly that the Macro society has the power to keep me here permanently right now but won’t do it because they don’t like my level of awareness?”

  “Precisely,” Rana answered. “But not because we’re snobbish over levels of awareness, as you are presently suspecting.”

  “Well, then, what is the reason you won’t let me become a permanent member unless I attain level‑three awareness?” I asked, a bit miffed.

  “We believe,” Rana said, “that if we completed the time translation before you had attained the psychic balance of at least level three you would not be able to withstand the micro pressures and would quickly regress to level one and eventually choose to live permanently on Micro Island.”