Subject: A Long Time Ago. Part 4 of 4. Mar. 3, 2008.
It seems that the space lady is not totally female
or male.
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"Thiaoouba, Michel, is the name we have given to
our planet, just as you call yours "Earth". Our
intergalactic base has been in touch with us, as we
will be arriving in Thiaoouba in 16 of your Earth
hours and 35 minutes." This she had checked with a
glance at the nearest computer.
"Those people then, are technicians on your planet?"
"Yes, as I just said, at our intergalactic base."
"This base monitors our spacecraft continually and
if we were in trouble for technical or human reasons,
in eighty one per cent of cases, they would be able
to control our safe return to port."
This did not particularly surprise me as I had
realized I was dealing with a superior r-ce, whose
technological possibilities were beyond my
comprehension. What did occur to me was that, not
only this spacecraft, but also the intergalactic
base appeared to be manned by only women. An all
female team such as this would be quite
exceptional on Earth.
I wondered if Thiaoouba was populated only by
women ... like space Amazons. I smiled at the image.
I have always preferred the company of women rather
than men: it was quite a pleasant thought..!
My question to Thao was direct. "Are you from a
planet solely populated by women?"
She looked at me with apparent surprise, then
her face lit up with amusement. I was a little
concerned. Had I said something stupid? She took
me by the shoulder and asked that I follow her. We
left the control room and immediately entered a
smaller room (called the Haalis) which had quite
a relaxing ambience. Thao explained that we would
not be interrupted in the room, since the occupants
acquired, by their presence, the right to absolute
privacy. She invited me to choose one of the many
seats that furnished the room.
Some were like beds, some like armchairs,
others resembled hammocks, while others again,
were like high stools with adjustable backs. I
would have been difficult to please if one of
them did not suit my requirements.
Once settled comfortably in a kind of armchair
with Thao facing me, I watched, as her face
became serious again. She started to speak.
"Michel, there are no women aboard this
spacecraft..."
If she had told me that I wasn't on a spaceship
but rather, in the Australian desert, I would
have more readily believed her. Seeing the
expression of disbelief on my face, she added,
"neither are there any men." At this, my
confusion was absolute.
"But," I faltered, "you are - what?
Just robots?"
"No, I think you misunderstand. In a word,
Michel, we are h-rmaphrodites. You know, of
course, what an he-maphrodite is?"
I nodded, quite dumbfounded, and then asked,
"Is your whole planet inhabited only by
her-aphrodites?"
"Yes."
"And yet your face and mannerisms are more
feminine than masculine."
"Indeed, it might appear so, but believe
me when I tell you that we are not women, but
herm-phrodites. Our r-ce has always been this
way."
(seems logic in the view of the books from
the danish visionary
http://www.martinus.dk/
Martinus who wrote LIVETS BOG - 60-70 years ago -
where he explains that we all in one time of
e-olution will reach a level where we have the
the poles in our higher self in total balance -
and then we will get the ability to materialize
or create our bodys at will. Thaos race seems
to be on that level. Runes comment) on level
x2 is our Higher Self - connected directly to
X1 - our super/G-d-self. X3 is the bodies in
different dimensions. Here are shown only the
physical, the astral and the mental
"body- layers". On X2 level are the two -ex-poles
(F-M) that need to be in total balance before we
are REAL PEOPLE - being able to create our own
bodies by thought. As a girl here, the F(feminine)
is the dominating pole -connected to her
se-ual-center.
Rø-made illustration out of
http://martinus.dk/
Martinus ideas and not from the THAO-book.
"I must confess, this is all very confusing.
I"m going to find it difficult to think of you
as "he" rather than the "she" I have done since
I've been among you."
"You have nothing to imagine, my dear. We
are simply what we are: human beings from another
planet living in a world different from yours. I
can understand you would like to define us as one
s-x or the other, for you think as an Earthling
and a Frenchman. Perhaps, for once, you could
make use of the neuter gender of English and
think of us as "it".
I smiled at this suggestion but continued to
feel disoriented. Only moments ago, I had
believed myself to be among Amazons.
"But how can reproduction of your -ace
occur?" I asked. "Can an hermap-rodite
reproduce?"
"Of course we can, exactly as you do on
Earth; the only difference being that we
genuinely control the births - but that is
another story. In good time, you will
understand, but now we should rejoin the
others."
We returned to the control post, and I
found myself looking at these astronauts
with new eyes. Looking at the chin of one,
I found it to be more masculine than it had
seemed earlier. Another's nose was decidedly
masculine, and the hairstyles of some were
now more manly.
It occurred to me that we really do see
people as we think they are and not as they
are.
In order to feel less embarrassed among
them, I created a rule for myself: I had taken
them to be women, as to me they were more like
females than males: thus I would continue to
think of them as women and we'd see how that
worked.
From where I was, I could follow, on the
central panel, the movement of stars as we
proceeded on our way. Sometimes they appeared
enormous and blinding as we passed by a little
too closely - a few million kilometers from
them. At times too, we noticed planets of strange
colors. I remember one was of an emerald green,
so pure I was stunned. It resembled an enormous
jewel.
Thao approached and I took advantage of the
opportunity to ask her about a band of light
that had appeared at the base of the screen.
This light was composed of what looked like
millions of tiny explosions.
"These are caused by our anti-matter guns,
as you would call them on Earth, and are, in
fact, explosions. At the speed at which we
travel, the most minuscule of meteorites would
shatter this spacecraft were we to hit it. So,
we make use of specific rooms to store certain
forms of dust under enormous pressure, and this
is fed into our anti-matter guns. Our vessel
could be considered to be a cosmotron, firing
streams of accelerated particles that
disintegrate the most microscopic of errant
bodies in space, for great distances ahead and
to the sides of our spacecraft. This is what
allows us to attain speeds that we can. Around
our vessel, we create our own magnetic field..."
"Oh please, not so fast. As you know Thao,
I have no scientific background and if you speak
of cosmotrons and accelerated particles, you are
going to lose me. I understand the principle,
which is certainly very interesting, but I'm not
good on technical terms. Can you tell me instead,
why the planets on the screen are colored the way
they are?"
"Sometimes because of their atmospheres and
sometimes because of the gases which surround
them. Do you see a multicolored point with a tail,
at the right of the screen?" The "thing" was
approaching at high speed. Second by second we
were better able to admire it.
It seemed to explode constantly and change
form, its colors indescribably rich. I looked at
Thao.
"It's a comet," she said. "It completes a
revolution around its sun in approximately 55
of your Earth years."
"How far are we from it?"
She glanced at the computer: "4 150 000
kilometres."
"Thao," I said, "How is it you use the numerals
of Arabic? And when you speak of "kilometers", are
you translating for me, or do you actually use
this measure?"
"No. We count in Kato and Taki. We use the
numerals that you recognize as Arabic, for the
simple reason that it is our own system - one
which we took to Earth."
"What? Please explain further."
"Michel, we have several hours before arriving
at Thiaoouba. This is probably the best time to
start "educating" you seriously on certain
matters. If you don't mind, we'll go back to the
Haalis, where we were before."
I followed Thao, my curiosity stronger than ever.
http://www.galactic-server.net/rune/thaoeng2.html
http://www.galactic-server.net/rune/thaoeng.html
Part 4 of 4.
John Winston. johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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