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  • brel
    Hi Dex, Nice to know that we re not the only ones waiting. I think that there are many names for the same group. Bre. ... [Non-text portions of this message
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      Hi Dex,
      Nice to know that we're not the only ones waiting.
      I think that there are many names for the same group.

      Dex wrote:
      > (Note: Do any of you remember a UFO landing at night in Alaska?
      > Someone with a video camera not only filmed the strobing lights of the
      > ship, they filmed what appeared to be little humanoids' walking around
      > craft.
      > The person who filmed it did not want contact with any authorities,
      > because, rumor said he worked for the Government and thought it better
      > he not talk about it. He did say though, later, there was some kind of
      > communication with the beings and they identified themselves as the
      > "Guardian's". It was the first time I heard that name connected to any
      > ET's, and now, in this story...Dex)
      > >From Aileen:
      > TITAN
      > by Chad Johnson
      > This OOTB sequence began as they usually do, when I laid down to
      > sleep. I looked up at the ceiling to clear the analyzer in preparation
      > for the sleep cycle. The room was dark of course, and I closed my eyes
      > to begin the meditation which would allow me a good nights rest.
      > Without warning a symbol appeared on the inner-vision screen. It was a
      > darkened silhouette of an oblate spheroid super imposed on an
      > elliptical band. I felt a brief moment of panic. I reacted by
      > efforting to suppress the symbol! Uh! Oh! That was a mistake.
      > The attempt to suppress only served to cause me to become equal to the
      > vibration of the symbol and Lo!... I found myself out in interstellar
      > space gazing at the planet Saturn which hummed musically in the upper
      > right hand grid of my perception.
      > I could sense the presence of life all around me and in a way I could
      > not quite comprehend. I could see all around the center of my
      > attention-focus viewing several of Saturn's satellites.
      > The illusion was perfect. The rings seemed to spin at an enormous rate
      > of speed and the colors were vibrant.
      > The planet began to recede slowly and I turned my attention one
      > hundred and eighty degrees and beheld a large yellowish-orange sphere
      > with a grayish undercast which gave the ball a slightly jaundiced
      > appearance, a dull yellow-orange.
      > I thought: TITAN!! And in a wink... I was on its surface looking up at
      > Saturn which filled the sky with its awesome presence.
      > At this point in linear time I had the sensation of occupying a
      > limited focus of awareness which suggested a physical body which now
      > impinged in my matrix. Being extremely curious I focused on it and
      > finding no evidence of entrapment decided to play the dream out to
      > discover what I could learn from it.
      > At that moment the dream became physical reality and after getting
      > used to the body I looked around to see where I had located. As a
      > physical identity I found myself in a small village inside a huge
      > crystalline dome made up of geodesic panels of transparent material
      > held together by a lattice work grid of metallic curved ribs
      > interlocking at regularly space intervals to hold the panes. The dome
      > enclosed an area of approximately twenty acres of flat landscape with
      > some low rolling hills. The topography covered with green vegetation
      > of grass, stunted bushes and some small trees which resembled fruit
      > bearing trees I had seen on Earth.
      > I turned slowly to view the village which was a rather ordinary
      > grouping of domed Quonset huts, non-descript sheds, some larger
      > administrative buildings - also domed, and several large hangars which
      > were semi-cylindrical. The usual roads and paths gave some semblance
      > or order to the village but it looked very much like a temporary
      > construction site or base on Earth; although the houses looked more
      > aesthetic. They appeared to be double-wide trailers simple in design
      > and unadorned.
      > While I stood taking all this in a sweet voice sounded behind me. I
      > turned around to face the source and beheld a young woman of average
      > height, slender of build with a narrow face, slightly pointed chin,
      > high cheekbones nearly unbalanced the face but instead gave it a
      > strange triangular, alien appearance. The effect was distracting but
      > not unpleasant.
      > As she spoke I was transfixed by her eyes, so large and blue and all
      > the standard glitches seemed to apply as I flowed into her space and
      > lost identity. If time isn't a measurable constant in six-dimensional
      > reality then let it suffice to say that we bi-located instantly into a
      > dwelling. We stood embodied in a large crowded living room filled with
      > men, women and children who looked like average human beings one would
      > find anywhere on earth, except they were uniformly blond, Caucasian
      > and glowing.
      > Some were wearing work clothes, some were wearing silvery looking
      > metallic jump-suits but for the most part the majority were informally
      > attired in street clothes which could have been manufactured on Earth.
      > I was engaged in a monologue with a tall, wiry gentleman with medium
      > length white hair and metallic blue eyes. I was discoursing at length
      > on a meta-physical subject with which I had been involved on Earth and
      > had found someone who was a willing understanding listener. I was
      > amazed at my own grasp of this subject for in truth I had been a
      > rather mediocre student of it. His face was somewhat hawk-like and I
      > felt a bit distracted by the intensity of the attention he was giving
      > to me. From time to time he would acknowledge or interject comments
      > and after a time another comely young woman came up and whispered to
      > him, smiled warmly at me, and excused themselves. I wandered about for
      > awhile sipping from a tumbler of fruit juice, answering questions,
      > nodding and saying hellos but couldn't keep up with most of the
      > conversations which were highly technical or metaphysical concepts
      > which were beyond me in conceptual understanding.
      > I meandered over to a picture window and looked at a play area outside
      > and also noticed the base of the dome. As I gazed up at Saturn the
      > first girl whom I had encountered came up and touched my shoulder and
      > said: "If you elect to go wandering around outside the dome then
      > beware that old invader electronic spirit-traps abound throughout this
      > system and if you get stuck on one it could destroy your physical body."
      > "I un-understand. I'm just going into the yard to watch the stars.
      > It's so clear out here and they're so beautiful." A sinking feeling of
      > dread and despair descended into my consciousness as I thought of
      > having to leave here soon.
      > The girl, whose name escapes me or perhaps they don't use names, told
      > me that her race was wandering in space for a long time having lost
      > their planet in a catastrophe. That they wanted to settle on Earth but
      > were stopped by a large space force who called themselves The
      > guardians who told them the planet was quarantined and that landings
      > on Earth were forbidden due to the inevitability of future cataclysms,
      > natural and man-made.
      > So while telephoto probes were sent forth to evaluate they waited. I
      > was or still am one of them, one among several thousand of them down
      > here in human bodies and we are sending them data about this
      > civilization so they determine if it's possible for them to creatively
      > interact with us. Except I got screwed and forgot my mission.
      > The girl wished me well and assured that some day I would return upon
      > bodily death to this group, my group where I would once again return
      > home to stay. She urged me to study and learn all I could about the
      > human spirit as well as the racial history of man.
      > I went outside, my heart aching with a longing to return home to stay.
      > I turned to gaze up at Saturn oscillating in its awesome beauty,
      > stunned by its enormity and the loudness of its chorus, a billion
      > angels singing and playing the Harps of Space in exquisite harmonies
      > while the great rings punctuate with their eternal rhythms.
      > At that moment I cognated that the entire Universe was truly alive and
      > Saturn was an aggregate living God of Light and I was about to uncover
      > the Secret of the Universe in its utter simplicity.
      > ....And I awoke. And I knew the secret is there are no secrets except
      > that I chose to forget that I am , myself, a God and couldn't even
      > remember that I could remember or even that I chose to forget.
      > Was it real? Or was it... Memorex? Bashar tells us that our dreams are
      > actuality - the ultimate reality and that life on Earth is nothing
      > more than... a bad dream. I am learning to wake up and dream. And
      > lately have begun while I'm awake to dream ecstatic dreams. Have begun
      > my long journeys home to the Light!
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