Subject: Ancient Days. Part 4. Feb. 28, 2008.
This shows how these space people take care of
some big bugs.
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Thao took me in her arms, put me on the bunk and
removed my mask. I saw that happen from two or three
meters from my body! I imagine that certain things
in this book will seem incomprehensible to the
unwarned reader, but I saw my body from a distance
and I was able to move about in the room just by
thought.
Thao spoke. "Michel, I know that you see me and
hear me, but I am not able to see you myself,
therefore I cannot look at you when I speak to you.
Your Astral being has left your body. There is no
danger in this - you needn't worry. I know that
this is the first time this has happened to you,
and there are people who panic...
"I have given you a special drug in order to
cleanse your body of all bacteria that is
dangerous to us. I have also given you another
d-ug that has caused your Astral being to leave
your body - this will last three hours, the
time it will take to purify you. In this way,
you will be able to visit our spacecraft,
without danger of contamination to us and
without wasting time."
As strange as it seems, I found this quite
natural - and I followed her. It was
fascinating. She arrived in front of a panel
that slid open to let us pass into one chamber
after another.
I was following at some distance and each
time, if the panel had already closed by the
time I reached it - I quite simply passed
through it.
Finally, we reached a circular room, about
20 meters in diameter, in which there were
at least a dozen ‘astronauts" - all women
and all about Thao's size. Thao approached
a group of four who were seated in enormous,
comfortable looking armchairs, arranged in
a circle. When she sat down in a vacant
seat, the four heads turned towards her
questioningly. She almost seemed to take
delight in making them wait: finally she
spoke.
I was again charmed to hear that language
- the assonance was quite new to me, and
the intonations so harmonious that one would
have thought they were singing. They all
seemed to be greatly interested in Thao's
re****t. I supposed they were speaking of me,
believing correctly that I was the main
purpose of their mission.
When Thao stopped, the questions streamed
forth, and two other astronauts joined the
group. The discussion swelled and developed
a tone of increased excitement.
Not understanding a word of what was
being said, and having noticed on entering
three people positioned in front of screens
displaying 3-dimensional images, more or
less vividly colored, I approached to discover
that this must certainly be the control room
of the spacecraft. Being invisible made it
even much more interesting since each person
was performing her duties without being
disturbed, or even distracted, by my presence.
On a screen bigger than the rest, I was
able to discern dots - some larger than
others and some brighter, which moved steadily
and without interruption in their prescribed
directions, several towards the left of the
screen and others towards the right.
Their speed increased as they grew on the
screen and finally exited from it. Their
colors were often brilliant and extraordinarily
beautiful, ranging from subtle tones to a
blinding yellow, like the light from our sun.
I soon realized that these were the planets
and suns among which we were navigating, and
I was absolutely fascinated by their silent
progression across the screen. I can't say
how long I had been watching them, when
suddenly a strange sound filled the cabin -
a sound which was soft and at the same time,
insistent, and which was accompanied by many
fla****ng lights.
The effect was immediate. The astronauts who
had been talking with Thao, now approached
the control post and each took a seat that
seemed to be personally assigned to her.
Everyone's eyes were fixed attentively on
the screens.
Right in the middle of these large monitors,
I began to distinguish an enormous mass that
is difficult to describe. Let me say only
that it was round in form and blue-grey in
color. It remained immobile in the center of
each screen.
In the room, all was silent. The general
attention was focused on three astronauts in
command of oblong-shaped pieces of equipment
resembling in some ways, our computers.
Suddenly, covering a huge area of what I
believed was a wall of the cabin I was
stupefied to see an image of New York - no!
That's Sydney, I said to myself, and yet the
bridge is different ... was it even a bridge?
My surprise was such I had to ask Thao, at
whose side I was standing. I had forgotten
however, that I was no longer in my physical
body and no one could hear me. I was able to
hear Thao and others commenting on what they
were seeing but, not understanding their
language, it didn't get me far. I was convinced
though, that Thao had not lied to me and
therefore we had well and truly left Earth
behind. My mentor had explained we were
travelling at several times the speed of light
.... and I had seen Saturn pass by and later,
what I took to be planets and suns - so had
we come back, and why?
Thao spoke aloud and in French, which caused
all heads to turn in her direction.
"Michel, we are stationed above the planet
Aremo X3 which is almost twice the size of
planet Earth, and as you can see on the screen,
quite similar to your world.
"I can't explain at any length our current
mission as I am required to participate in
the operation, but I will do so later. To
put you on the right track, I will tell you
that our mission concerns at-mic radiation
such as you know on Earth".
Everyone seemed preoccupied: each knew
exactly what to do and when to do it. We were
stationary. The large panel projected an
image of the center of a town. The reader
should understand that this large panel was
in fact, no more than an immense television
screen, projecting an image in relief so
real, we could have been looking out the window
of a tall building.
My attention turned to another smaller
screen being monitored by two of my "hostesses".
On this panel I could see our spacecraft, as
I had already seen it in our parallel universe.
As I watched, I was surprised to see, slightly
below the middle of our vessel, a small sphere
ejected, like an egg from a hen. Once outside,
this sphere accelerated rapidly towards the
planet below.
As it disappeared from view, another sphere
emerged in the same manner, and then a third.
I noticed each sphere was being monitored on
separate screens by different groups of
astronauts.
The descent of the spheres could now be easily
followed on the large panel. The distance should
have made them invisible in quite a short time
but they remained in sight and I deduced that
the camera had to have an extraordinarily
powerful "zoom". Indeed, the effect of the zoom
was so strong that the first sphere disappeared
from the right of the panel and the second from
the left. We could now only see the middle one
and followed its descent to the ground quite
clearly. It stopped in the center of an immense
square, situated among apartment buildings.
There it hovered, as though suspended several
meters from the ground. The other spheres were
monitored in the same detail. One was above a
river that flowed through the town, and the
other hovered above a hill, near the city.
Unexpectedly, the panel projected a new
image. I could now distinctly see the doors of
the apartment buildings, or rather, the
doorways, for where doors should have been,
were gaping openings.
I remember clearly that, until then, I had not
realized how odd this town was...
Nothing had moved...
Ato-ic destruction
A single word can impart what was being
reflected from the panel: "Desolation". The
street we were observing, piece by piece, was
cluttered with "mounds" generally arranged
one behind the other. Some stood apart while
others lay right in the middle of the openings
to the buildings. Imperceptibly, the camera
zoomed closer and I soon understood that
these "mounds" had to be vehicles - vehicles
that were somewhat similar in shape to
flat-bottomed boats.
Around me, the astronauts were attending to
their desks. From each sphere emerged a long
tube that descended slowly towards the
surface. When the end of the tube touched the
ground, a little cloud of dust rose, and I
realized that the vehicles too were covered
in a thick blanket of dust, rendering them
formless and unrecognisable. Of course, the
sphere that hovered above the river had its
tube in the water. My attention was now
riveted on the panel, for the scene was
quite fascinating - one had the exact
impression of being in the street.
My attention was especially drawn to a
darkened place in the entrance of a huge
building. I could have sworn something
moved...
I also felt there was a certain agitation
among the astronauts. Abruptly, and with a
series of jerks, the "thing" emerged into
the light. I was horrified by what I saw.
As for my "hostesses", apart from some
utterances spoken more quickly, and a few
exclamations in which emotion could be
discerned, I must say that they didn't
really seem surprised. However, what we
were seeing so clearly on the panel was a
horrible cockroach, about two meters long
and 80 centimetres high.
The reader will certainly have seen, at
one time or another, these nasty little
insects we have on Earth, particularly in
hot climates, living in cupboards and damp
places.
You will agree that they are loathsome,
but the biggest would be no more than five
centimetres in length. Imagine then, one
with the dimensions I have just described.
It was truly an abomination.
The tube from the sphere began to retract,
yet was still a meter from the ground when
suddenly, the creature hurried forward to
attack this thing which moved. Untrustingly,
it stopped again, when from under the
building, a veritable swarm of the creatures
emerged, spilling one over the other. Just
then, a ray of intense blue light beamed
from the sphere and swept over the group,
reducing it instantly to carbonised dust.
A cloud of black smoke hid the entrance to
the building from view.
Part 4.
John Winston. johfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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