Todays Beginning: The Clasp of Time, J.D.Saward The deep assumption embedded in the illusion you carry of linear time - the assumption that you will all face certain events concurrently, together in it, together in anticipated future events such as ascension, first contact, armageddon, that deep assumption of one flow of time for you all - needs to be relentlessly unwrapped. There are indeed multiple interacting time-lines in play with you here, and very very few, if any, of those timelines are fully parallel. Be relaxed and happy in this. She read the inscription on the plaque and stood back. She marvelled at how well preserved it was. Perhaps it was the still mountain air. Perhaps the lack of civilisation for thousands of miles around. Perhaps the fact that the whole of the little plaza at the top of Mount Arain was embedded in a clear pyramid structure that seemed to be made of nothing but solidified space. The pyramid shape was faintly outlined in energy beams that she realised very few would even see. She tapped the invisible wall of the pyramid again. Solid as she had ever experienced solidity. She kicked it softly with her right foot. A jolt of finality shuddered up her leg. She was convinced. This Pyramid containing the text of the final message was as real as she. And the knowledge that she was finally in front of one of her Exit-Portals thrilled her. Stepping forward softly she walked through the pyramid wall into the sanctified space. She reached out her long rippled fingers and tenderly stroked the surface of the plaque. Mereen had seen this sort of thing before. She searched around with her fingers for the secret nucleonic clasp she knew would be there. As she felt the cold metallic energy she thrilled with anticipation. It had been a long journey up the mountain and it was even much longer again since she had last dematerialised herself through one of the seven remaining time-space-portals into her native star system world. This sojourn on planet earth these last 320 years - or so it had seemed to her - had tired her out. Especially these last couple of decades - of her own personal timeline - when ninety percent of the inhabitants had been wiped-out. She would be happy to find herself at home again. She fiddled the tip of her index finger under the energy clasp and pressured slightly upwards. She felt the electrons in her body begin to disperse and an immeasurably short time later she felt her protons explode. She rode the neutrons of her body in the way her knowledge had revealed to her millennia ago. A brief moment of apparent unconsciousness and then she saw the familiar lights and celebratory beams of her own planet through the viewport of the star-wanderer-vehicle she had materialised back into. Her flight commander welcomed her back. “Madam, we missed you these last few weeks. Your slippers are under your bed. We expect you might take a nap. We will enter Granary 4 Orbit in approximately 33 hours, your just experienced time,…. 13 minutes our InVehicle time…. We have turned the time distorters here in your private cabins back to your personalised earth time flow for you, in order for you to adjust yourself. With that, Majr Realp withdrew himself from the private quarters of his mistress and she was left alone again with the view of her home world coming slowly into focus. She sighed and lay on her triple bed. She was asleep in a brief moment. On any timeline.
Posted on: Wed, 01 Oct 2014 03:37:28 +0000
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