These days we meet many people via media sites that touch a part of our hearts,  our lives . We may not have connected in the physical but we have connected with a deeper understanding.  Some even at  soul level.  These are the ones of our past the friends that pop by for a reason, a season, a life time. All are valued all are loved.

*SONG* “Magic” by Olivia Newton John
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jj5vagsGC38

He stood there holding a piece of paper
In his hand…a solemn look on his face…
Varence was hesitant to speak…he turned to
Ceres, who was never short for words…

“Well,” she said impatiently folding her arms
Across her chest, “Are you going to begin or
What?”

Varence studied my face…The strangest expression…

That piece of paper… “What is that?” I asked
Him as I waited to write down…whatever it
Was he had to say. At this point, I have no
Idea what I’m writing. Only later after it
Is typed and posted online do I get the
Chance to process the written words…

“This,” he nodded to the paper in his hands,
“Is a letter…addressed to you…from a
Girl…in the Future.”

I froze. “What? From who? From where?
How—“

Ceres simply smiled at him. “I told you…”

Varence smirked at her words, then focused
On me, the notebook. “Now, I am going to
Read this…and you write it for them to
Read, understand?”

“How did you get that?” I asked him, but
Before I could ask more he interrupted me.

“Just write down the words I read aloud…
Please.”

Ceres laughed. “The mystery man of time…
Now, he says…please.”

“Just write it down…Please.” He repeated.

I nodded, asking questions was pointless.
“Alright.”

He held the paper carefully and spoke VERY
Kindly as if to mimic the tone of the one
Who wrote it…
“Dear Valiant,
I have studied and read all of your messages
For years, many of me and my friends have.
I realize you will never get to read this, but
It is the only way I thought I could reach
You…just as you wrote down your messages
With pen on paper, that is what I am doing
Now. Somehow it feels right.

I am 25 years old, I live with my parents and
Two older brothers in…”
Varence omits the name, I can tell by the
Look in his eyes; typical…
“I think it is close to where you grew up…
To where you wrote down your messages.
Maybe that will give us a connection…
So that I can find you, or even talk to your
Friends from the stars that talked to you…”
Varence paused to look at Ceres, she did not
Seem amused…Then he continued.
“My friends and I talk about you a lot…
I realize that is probably not important, many
Do…Maybe this is only some silly girl’s dream,
Writing to her diary, Dear Valiant…but to me
It’s better than writing simply, Dear Diary,
Or some other name…
Sometimes I feel like I know you, or am
Supposed to…or did once. I don’t know.
There is so little about the past that survived
The old age…only bits and pieces here and
There from houses that survived the Earth
Changes, the asteroid or the pulse…
There are so many theories about the past,
It is a wonder the world ever recovered.
It must have been a hard time to live
With so much hatred and violence. Why
Were people so angry all the time?
We learned in school that people had
So many beliefs that they couldn’t get along.
Is that why?
This is the beginning of my diary, Valiant.
I should really introduce myself. I’m Ann,
My parents named me after the great, famous
Actress of your age, Annette Funicello.
People, my friends, tell me I look like her…
I don’t know. But my parents enjoyed
Her movies. You were so lucky to live
In a time with so much variety and music.
It is not like that now. People talk, dream,
Theorize. It’s very boring.
I have two cats, Jojo and Romeo…
I think they’re smarter. I believe what
You wrote about cat’s eyes…I know they
Can see things that people can’t.
Am I making any sense? I
Do ramble when I write.”
He put the paper down, which informed
Me he was done, at least with the piece of the letter.

Ceres met his eyes with frustration.
“And the point of that was?”

He gestured to the notebook. “For them to
Draw a few conclusions.”

“From what?” Ceres asked boldly. “The great
Thinkers of Earth? Really Varence, you
Should have simply tossed
Them a few balls.”

I laughed.
Varence folded the piece of paper and tucked
It away in his pocket. “I wanted them to
Hear it.”

Ceres eyed him heavily. “The manner of
Faith that you give…is far too generous.”

“But how did you get that?” I asked.
“What was the date? So little survived?”

Varence just stood there tall and
Mysteriously elusive; was he ever not?
“The point is NOT those details…but
That THEY survived, that no matter
What comes…They will survive.”

“How kind of you to state
It that way.” Ceres groaned. “May we
Continue?”

“Of course,” he said, constantly smiling
Now. “But I do have other letters that I
Borrowed…”

“Stole.” Ceres corrected. “Letters that you
Stole.”

He frowned, ignoring her words. “And now, you
Said you wanted to continue?”

“By all the graces,” Ceres rolled her eyes. “Finally.
Must you always complicate things so?”

“Ceres,” he seemed to whine; “You said this
Was your mission…I just thought I would
Add a…little interest of my own.”

She scowled at him. “Of course you would. Should
I be surprised any less?” She shook her head and
Focused on me. “Regardless…the point…is that
We need to finish this with a brief trip…
To the future…”

“3126…” I replied. “Last time you said 3126?
But how?”

“Of course that is but this part’s conclusion…
The next step, the conclusion of what
You are writing as the Thunders,” he said
Very seriously, “will be…a bit harder
Than anything so far on you.”

“What?” I asked…They had never mentioned
That before!

“Wonderful, Varence!” Ceres exclaimed. “Do
You wish to add anymore irritation?”

He only smiled…smiled with wide eyes. I
Could have spit.

She turned to me. “I need you, Bill, to focus.
Listen to me, my words carefully…to guide
You…This next part is far more simpler
Than you think…”

“Alright.”

“Remember your dreams,” she said
Calmly, in a warm melodious tone, “Where
They’ve taken you…What you’ve seen…
What you’ve felt…Focus on your feelings.”

“OK.”

“Let it come…” She said, as a strange
Sensation took over my head… “Look at us
Now, we’re here with you…The three of us…
Now see us standing outside in your yard…
Don’t think, just see it…The house, the
Pine and oak trees…The daily chores you
Had…the routine…We’re with you, take us
With you…The chores…to the backyard…
The chicken house…”

“The chicken house?” I repeated.

Her eyes were low and serious…sparkling…
Focused…intense yet soothing, commanding…

“10 years ago…You saw it…felt it, lived it…
Take us there…”

“A typical night asleep…as usual you’re
Dreaming of your daily chores…very typical,
Very normal…and then it comes…The
Mind storm, that without warning swarms
Within you…The box opens…The light
Commands and calls what must be…”

I’m standing in the pen…for the animals…
The birds…The chickens, the turkeys, ducks,
Geese, the pigeons…
But Ceres is there, Varence is there…
That part is new…
The wooden pens, the houses, the fence…
The trees…The wind blows…harder and harder…
The trees sway…but the sense of things,
The chores are gone…silence…The animals
Are gone…It’s the wind, the wind blows…
Gusts…Nothing is moving but the trees
And wind…And time…Time is speeding up…
I’m standing with them and the wind…
But it’s like I’m in some kind of bubble.
The wind blows harder…The trees begin
To snap…torn from the ground…They disappear…
Panic…Time keeps moving…faster and faster…
I remember now…
The landscape changes…The trees are gone,
The house is gone, the neighborhood is gone…
An immense tide washes things away
Then recedes…The powerful wave returns
To blasting wind…As far as I can see
Emptiness…just sand…not fertile ground,
But something like an endless sandy
Beach, but with no dunes or water in sight.
And snow…
“Where did everything go?” I asked them.

“Keep moving.” Ceres said calmly, that tone of hers,
“Keep going…”

It just goes on and on…The sandscape, the wind…
The sand blasting wind…And snow…
The sky above racing by with clouds,
White thunderheads; blue sky, gray sky, snow…
Overcast…night, the stars, night day night day
Over and over…racing forever…and snow…
That panicky feeling…I’m not here
I’m not anywhere…It’s all gone. All of it…
My mind, something inside my head pushes
Forward…You have to see this now, have to see
Have to know. Tell me tell the light.
Show me things, show everyone…
A thousand years from now the woman
Told me once…a thousand years…

No trees for a thousand years? Only sand?
Where did everyone go? What happened?
Tell me! The snow…

Endless blasting wind and rolling skies…
Night-day night day…The stars…
Guiding me…Guided by a light no will to
Command…The light wills it, and the eyes
And senses obey…Tell me…what I need
To know…now…
Then it slows down…In the distance of the snow,
Sandy sea…commotion, activity…by land and
Sky…I watch as this colossal structure
Rises…Blocky…Towers rise…Stretching
The distance…there is no more emptiness…
Only these towers…A city rises! A city built!
Huge, it aims for the sky…rows of towers…
Woven into with and by swirls of metal.
What is that? Like no city I have ever seen!
Unlike any movie! It’s gray and cold
Looking but bustling with life…activity…
There are many people there!
Then the city is complete and by night
Flashes of day and night…The lights of the city
Flicker off and on…Activity…a city so
Alive with life…I have to see more…

Pressing forward, by will the senses see…
And then I’m there, standing there so
Close to it…A rocky sandy landscape
Surrounding this great city…closer and closer
Moving with them, Ceres and Varence…
To the edges of the city where vehicles I
Cannot quite understand? They move
On the ground like cars…then rise like
Small passenger planes to the sky…
Moving closer…Are they cars?
Some kind of miniature passenger shuttles?
Go on, go forward. I have to see…
This place, this city?
Then we’re standing in the street…between
The buildings…no one sees us…
I look up, Ceres and Varence are
Noting everything I see and feel…
This is a journey for them…
I look up…between the buildings the
Most amazing view! The blue sky…
Trees among the buildings…some kind
Of thick metal braces connect the towers…
There are platforms above…supported…
I have to see…
Instantly I’m there…There’s so much activity!
A massive building…
Everywhere people…racing. So alive!
We’re standing there watching…near one
Of the platforms…it’s huge? But how?
Suspended by some fantastic construction
I see it now…like some park
Held in the sky between the buildings…How?!
Trees in this park in the sky?
I could see the people…handsome…
We move along…I take them there…

We go to the nearest buildings.
We’re there. It’s there! The future…
But this building you can’t imagine…
Up high to the building we go. Above everything…
The passersby, street-side, sky-side,
The new, it’s like a department store!
Like walking through the city streets, stores,
Businesses, large glass windows…
People keep passing by, do they see me?
I can’t tell…
But Ceres and Varence watch everything…
They’re studying my reactions…

I stop in front of what seems like a giant store…
A huge glass window…Inside, the whole
Display is of white, only white, all white
Sneakers? No brand names, just simple plain
Sneakers? I notice now everyone is wearing
Them…like some fad, from the past…
And many people, the children, all of them
Are wearing the same blue jeans…
Boring blue jeans…a style of our today,
Their past. What the heck?
No labels, just simple blue jeans and
White sneakers…Brand names mean nothing
To them…Nike, Champion, K-Swiss,
Lee jeans, Levis, etc…
These people, it’s the fad, to wear some
Style from the past…How? Why?

Varence just smiles. “It’s very interesting,
Don’t you think?”

But I can’t understand, “Why is everyone
Wearing this stuff? This huge city, of the
Future…and they are all wearing blue jeans
And sneakers? I had to just laugh.
I mean, it’s ridiculous.”

Ceres nodded to the right…The huge wide
Open…it’s hard to describe, it looks like
A small park…shrubs, trees, even grass…
But it’s suspended high in the air between
The buildings…maybe twenty stories high or
More? No higher…Maybe 40 stories…
How could it support the weight?

I walk over to the entrance…There is railing,
Old style park benches…and at the very
Front of the entrance…a huge…memorial
Plaque…I stand beside them and start
To read it…my eyes are popping…
What is says…It can’t be, it doesn’t
Make sense…A memorial park…it has
My name on it…I keep looking at Ceres
And Varence, then the people and children…
We walk inside a little…
There is what looks like…a petting zoo?
They have chickens…goats…pigeons…
Shrubbery…flowers…
There’s a plaque about the chickens…
Describing the chickens as my favorite breed?
But they don’t look like any chickens
I remember…fluffy and gray, pale gray…

What the heck is this?
Varence just nods and laughs…
“Why is that for me?” I ask…

What does he do…He pulls out another
Folded piece of paper from his pocket, opens it
And starts to read it…

“In the days following the great unrest…”
Varence says in the strangest voice, some
Attempt at imitating an aristocratic
British accent, “Mankind has forged itself
A new beginning once again…Following in
The footsteps of our ancestors we move ahead
To build a better future learning from our
Forefathers past mistakes…”

Ceres groans, rolls her eyes, “What are you
Doing?” She snaps at him.

“I’m reading this letter.” He says…

“Please stop. You sound ridiculous!” She
Winces as though his voice burns her ears, then
Grabs the paper from his hands and
Reviews it…

“I wanted to read that to him.” Varence
Insisted, holding out his hand for her to
Return it.

“I think not!” She snapped…She starts reading
It very fast out loud, “Nonsense. Nonsense…
More gibberish…Oh this is quite funny…
Written by a scholar?” She says, her eyebrows
Arching humorously. “A professor wrote this?
How typical…too wordy…blah blah…Ah!
Here’s something… ‘With regards to the
Matter of time and destiny…The rudimentary
Understanding of the future is that we
As individuals shape our own lives by the
Choices we make…If we continue to assume
The fate of our future lies within the realms
Of stories told long ago, then our fates are
But imprisoned by the words written then…
And we are doomed to repeat the mistakes
Written in the past if we cannot stand for
Ourselves and make wiser decisions to shape
Our future…Professor of Historical Sciences, Arthur Hill,
The Academy of New York…3122…” She
Slams down the paper… “There was that
So difficult?”

“I cannot believe you just recited that closing
Part.” Varence said regarding the credited author
And date of the letter…

“March 22nd, 3122?” Ceres laughed, then tore the
Paper to pieces and smiled.

Varence’s jaw dropped. “That was his speech!
I had to return that!”

Ceres further shredded the letter to bits and
Tossed them. “I am sure the world will be
Grateful to miss it. Let him write another.”

“Ceres!” Varence snapped. “Would you please
STOP judging and executing actions on our
Behalf…I had good reason…”

“Oh I am sure you did.” She scowled at
Him. “As did I.”

As I stood with them in this…place…
Some recollection of a dream I had…
This place…I studied everything…

They read my mind…again.
“It is not made up,” Varence told me flat.
“You really did visit there…You were taken
There.”

“Why?” I asked. “What for? I don’t
Understand these letters…This place…That
Memorial plaque…For me? What for?
The Dear Valiant letter…Annette Funicello?
That was not my time! It makes no sense!”

“No,” Varence said with a calm face, “It
Makes perfect sense.”

Ceres, very calmly nodded in agreement. “I
Am amazed to say this…but it does.” She
Then nodded to the building behind us on
The far side…for me to look… “Look at that, go.”

I walked over, they followed.
On the side of the building was…This giant
Architectural schematic…of the entire city…
It was carved, etched…relief lettering…
I studied it…not really understanding why…
But it was a fantastic designed city…
It said it was…impervious to earthquakes…
To weather…even tsunamis? 2599…a date?
Designed or constructed?

“Study it carefully.” Varence said with a
Mysterious tone…

I kept studying the towers…the layout…
The arches and braces…the platforms…
The swirling lines of these that
Interlocked the buildings…fortifying them…

“Now he sees it!” Varence exclaimed.

“The lines,” I said, “Like in my paintings?”

“Precisely.” He grinned. “Exactly.”

“You’re telling me, that I influenced this?
It’s construction?” I asked. “How?”

Ceres touched my shoulder, then made a gentle
Gesture waving her hand around us. “Look…look
Around you…Tell me what you see…Do you see it?
Don’t think…Feel…Sense it…What do you see,
What do you notice?”

I scanned everything…confused. OK, it was a
Brilliantly designed city, like nothing I had
Ever seen or thought of…I definitely
Never drew it, I’m terrible at drawing
These things, objects…cars, planes, buildings,
Inanimate objects…They bore me to death…
“I can’t draw a city?”

“See beyond that.” She said.

I thought hard…OK OK…Feel it…Senses…
What was different than the cities I knew?
This really sucked!

They chuckled at my frustration. “Just relax,”
Varence said… “It will come to you…”

Ceres smiled. “You’re good at reading signs.”

Signs! The signs…There were lights…Lit signs…
Nothing was digital! I looked at the people…
No one held any devices at all…No scary
Cell phone obsessed, IPad obsessed persons
Walking blindly about glued to some device.
“I see no computer devices of any kind!”

“Exactly!” Varence said.

“A future with no computers? No
Cell phones or anything like that?” I asked.
“How is that possible?”

“The first letter I read you,” Varence said,
“A simple girl…25 years old…living at
Home contently…with her parents and two
Older brothers…innocently…no complaints…
Indulging in writing a soft, delicate diary
Type letter…actually it was from her diary…”

“That was some big piece of paper!” I said.

He gestured with open arms. “This…was,
Is her time…This is where I took it
From her…3126.”

“Huh?” I asked.

“People write letters in 3126?” I asked.

Ceres smiled… “Lots of people write letters…
And not all the people you see here
Are from…Earth.”

“What?” I nearly screamed. “What?!”

Varence then took the calm cool lead…
Smiling…It was almost annoying if I
Wasn’t so shocked… “Now listen to me,”
He said, pointing to the notebook…I was
Writing and seeing all this? “Write this
Down…Tell them…Now I am speaking
To you…and to them…My words to
Their eyes and ears…They want my
Contact, this is…” He waved, Ceres waved,
Then he continued… “We share these
Stories with you for good reason. You write
Them down…Now listen, listen carefully…
Think…Think about what I am telling
You…Any fool can doubt and ridicule words,
Especially when they do not want to hear it.
So this time I am telling you, not asking…
Listen…

“You live in a digital world…Made so
Convenient…by computers…indulgent
Entertainment and communication…
Oh the masses so embrace new
Technology! Children play wargames
On computers…Insanity! Numbly
The masses are addicted to this
Digital convenience…

“Remember our discussions of the Empire
And the slave mind?
Simple, primal…Work, eat, sleep…
Indulge, self-satisfaction…

“What did you do yesterday? The day before?
The day before that? How far does your
Memory go? How involved, dependent is
Your life on the digital machine?

“Now I speak plainly…No riddles…No
Games…For years your world has surrendered
It’s dependence to the digital scheme…
The plot…
Converting all your recorded knowledge
To machines…Your entire history…
Letter writing? Is nearly gone…
Do you understand what I am saying now?
HA! Because if you do…Think…

“Because when the disaster comes…
In a future not too far from the present
You know…Every computer, cell phone,
All of your digital data…
Your entire history…will be erased…

“Confused and dependent, craziness will
Descend…Where upon another calamity
Shall consume the world plunging it
Into an age of darkness…”

I was horrified. “But isn’t your technology
Computerized?”

“We are not dependent on it.” Ceres insisted.
“Everything is always rendered physically
Also. And mental abilities are primary…
We do not learn with computers. We
Learn by experience. That is how it is
Done…by all advanced races.”

“Digitally dependent races always fail.”
Varence said. “Always.”

“It is another plot of the Empire to weaken
A world for dependence, enslavement.”
Ceres said. “To make them lazy with
Digital dependence. All they do is sit there…
Push a button…Search scheme plot play
Indulge…Foolishly thinking they master
It all so well…And then they take it
Away from them…”

“And the world crumbles so fast…”
Varence laughed… “So fast, hard and
Easily that it is ridiculous.”

Ceres then became a bit cryptic… “Long
Ago the conquerors came…in great
Cubes…Then pyramid type ships…and
Now…spheres…ball-like vessels…”

“The digital age is upon you, my friend.”
Varence said. “And with it…the descent…
The fail you cannot fight alone…That
Is why I have been telling you for
Years…get off the computer…spend less
Time on it…Those dependent on it will
Succumb to the insanity…It’s already
Happening…it’s already begun…”

Ceres agreed. “And they will argue this
To no end…Not me, not I…”

Varence leaned into me. “That is what
The wise Ascended Master was trying to tell you…
Write it down…That is how it comes…
Through the mind…From the mind…
Down the arm, the hands, the fingers, the pen
Onto the paper…Write it down…”

Ceres nodded to me as they stood together
For the first time in solidarity talking,
Agreeing together… “Do you see?”

Varence arched his brow. “Some know
This very well already. It has been taught
To them through careful instruction by
Their own…personal…counsel.” He waved
With a smile to the notebook. “Hello Mary Ann,
Hello Jillian…” He winked. “Keep writing
Now…Write it down…They know this
Now…they understand…”

“Oh you just had to say that.” Ceres rolled
Her eyes. “Shock them why don’t you.”

“By parts played in steadfast motion,” Varence
Mysteriously went on… “The words imparted
To weave a story their minds, your mind,
Cannot grasp…but must write down…
Must…Why? Because that is how we
Work…The Watchers, the Star Visitors…
The Ambassadors of Other Worlds…” He
Turned to Ceres to validation. “The Good ones
That is…”

“Correct.” Ceres agreed.

“To share these stories that inspire.” He
Laughed. “Oh but some will say and
Argue…How creative, how made up. They
Are not made up. They are true…

“But they must be told carefully…
Very carefully…And only certain minds
Can grasp this…And they must then
Be printed…Shared with the world…
Published as you would call it…put them
In books…Share them with as many
People as you can…Stories, stories that
Teach…that you learn…that you
Can feel…and remember.”

“I’m doing what you told me, I’m putting,
Having the Bell Tolls published into
A book though.” I said. “What else can I
Do? They’re just stories…”

“They’re more than just stories.” Ceres said
Seriously… “Why do you think this brash,
Irritating age old boy ripped open your
Hidden memories to write them down?”

“To embarrass me.” I groaned. “To get
On my nerves!”

Ceres laughed loudly. “I love the way he thinks!”

Varence curled his lip and winced uncomfortably.
“I apologize…But it was necessary…
And you will probably…hate me for this,
But there is more that I will need you
To share…and write down soon as well.”

“How much more?” I was getting angry.

“More.”

“How much?!” I asked…OK, yelled.

Now Ceres was scowling. “Yes Varence. How
Much more?”

“You did as I requested,” he said very, very
Cautiously. “You told…your…little secret…
To someone…carefully selected…Just enough?”

“You know I did!”

“I will need you to find a few more to share
It with.” He said slowly.

“Is this a game to you or something?” I snapped.
“If what you said is true and someone
Did…eavesdrop on that confession…then
They know…They will hunt me down!”

Ceres signed as though it were nothing. “Oh no
Need to worry about that…Rana and Vala
Eavesdrop on all your conversations and such…
If someone threatening gets in the way they
Will crush them or toss them across a
Continent safely away…Unless one of them
Is seriously aggravated…in which case
One or the other will mangle their brains
With delusions…or shred their minds and
Anyone involved…”

Varence laughed. “True…No one makes
Vala angry or Rana…You know what
Happened to that doctor.”

“When Vala wants something to happen,”
Ceres said. “It happens…If only you knew
Of the assaults she has already intercepted.
Ha! Those…Those were quite amusing.”

“And there is no magic on Earth that
Exists to rival hers.” Varence attested.

“Do I have any choice at all?” I asked,
It sure felt certain they had it all
Played out so well.

“It feels like some twisted version of
The Wizard of Oz!” I said.

“What’s that?” Ceres asked.

“It’s a movie.” Varence told her. “Remember,
Their rendition of theater?”

“Those ape movies?” Ceres asked.

“No, no,” Varence explained. “This
Is different. There are thousands of different
Kinds…Although I do believe this one he
Is referring to has…Flying monkeys.”

“Flying monkeys?” Ceres exclaimed.

“Yes.” He said.

“Monkeys that fly?” She asked with
A peculiar wide-eyed expression…
“Balls and monkeys are a popular theme
With them, aren’t they?”

He groaned.

“Do the Flying monkeys play with Balls too?”
She asked. “Do they utter prophetic words
Of wisdom? Do the balls sprout wings
And people chase them with flying sticks?
Uttering some winsome magical words as
Well…or do they simply just bellow
Unto some gigantic ape and stomp
About in wanton carnage terrorizing
Cities in beastly nonsense?”

A moment of profound silence…when
Ceres spat our words…Boy, did she
Toss them out with amazement.

Varence couldn’t even find a word to respond.

“Do not even look at me that way!” Ceres
Shook her head. “Do not say it!”

“Alright.” Varence said wide-eyed. “I will
Not say it…Bill?”

I had to. “There are movies like that too.”

Her mouth fell open, eyes popping. “But of
Course they do!”

I wanted to laugh so hard.

“What’s next,” she said with disgust, “Do
They have movies where they chase each
Other around with axes, knives, weapons
Of death for terror or pleasure?”

Varence held out his hands flat. “We
Need to stop the direction this is going now…”

“Oh my Heavens!” She shouted. “They do,
Don’t they?! Like those awful blood
Sucking leeching movies! No wonder this
Planet fell apart…Look what entertains them!”

Varence held the silence for a generous
While as Ceres breathed hard…waiting for
Her to calm down…Then he withdrew
Another piece of paper and opened it…
“Now…Let me just read this…”

“Not another letter!” Ceres said. “Not
That again!”

“Please.” Varence replied calmly…His
Insisting meaning… “Let me…Please.”

“Oh alright.” She agreed. “Read it.”

He looked at me very calmly…waiting for
Me to listen…as he hoped… “Dear Valiant,
You don’t know me…Maybe you never
Will. I’ve read your books…over and over…
And not just because there’s nothing
Else to do in these long winters…I’m sitting
By the window watching it snow…June 1st…
And it’s still snowing. Will spring or summer
Ever come? I read in an ancient almanac
That it was nearly summer in Maryland by
June 1st, is that true? Snow, snow, snow.
At least I have my books…And when I
Have paper I write things down…like
You said…It does help. It does. I still wish
I knew you, or had the chance. I know
It’s crazy for a 31 year old guy to say
That but friends are hard to come by
These days. All I have are my favorite
Things. My dog Moxt. My books…And this
Magazine with an article about you. Before
You disappeared. That picture…The faded
Print of the article. The last picture of
Valiant, seen with these two mysterious
Companions…A beautiful blond woman…And
A tall, dark handsome stranger…Ceres and
Varence? Were they real? If you can hear
Me through this, my writing…Valiant, Ceres,
Varence…Could you talk to me please? Could
You please help me? Signed…George.”

“Oh my God!” I said.

Just then…a tall, familiar, beautiful dark
Haired woman appeared through the crowd…
It was Ceres’s sister…Venus. She came
Closer and the entire setting of the
City faded away…The next thing I
Knew I was sitting in the captain’s
Chair in the circle of light.

“Sorry to interrupt.” Venus smiled. “But
It was time. He has to finish now.”

“It’s done then?” Ceres asked.

“Yes.” Venus answered. “Vala has selected
And set the specimen to seed…1970…Hollis
Was born again…An Adam
Again walks the Earth.”

“The time bubble should be collapsing then.”
Ceres said.

“It is.” Venus told her. “It’s begun. You
Should let him rest now.”

“One last thing before you go this time…”
Varence smiled at me…his eyes even
Appeared to smile… “I would like
To offer you…them…one little thing…
Take it as you wish…Perhaps it
Means nothing…and yet maybe…it does.”

“Just say it Varence!” Ceres was about to
Scream at him.

His eyes beamed, looked upwards and all
Around…That smile of his… “There was
Once a great kKng…of great wealth…
That ruled a land before a terrible
Calamity came…during a time of great
Unrest…This King built a Great Castle…
A Dynasty for his Queen…A Queen so fair,
She won the hearts and was beloved by
Many people…of many lands…Her name…
Was Melania…That’s what history said…
Take that as you wish…Sleep well…”

Valiant
PS: my artwork: Ceres and Venus

Footnote: The great King Markan, Ceres Father…had 7 wives, who were also sisters.
This King fathered 25 children: 9 girls, 16 boys. One of whom was Ceres.
One of the 7 sisters was named Melania! And no, she was not Ceres Mother.
The Seven Sisters, aka: The Pleiades, which can be located in the night sky in the shoulder of Taurus, the Bull, which is to the right of Orion, the Hunter.
Taurus’ astrological date is from 4/20 to 5/20 I believe.
You can fill in the rest….
Lida, Valiant’s Mom

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=52681

This is from my perspective/ sense of things as i try to forge ahead while staying aware of all that is happening around me.

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*SONG* “Eighth World Wonder” by Kimberly Locke
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“To share a story is not an easy thing to do…
To put it all together…the details, the feelings…
In words!
So many just want the facts…
Just give it to me straight, I don’t have the
Time…Whoa, what a brilliant mind to see
It that way…you learn nothing that way…
Facts without feelings…senseless; easily forgotten…
IF all of history were woven with just facts…
What would the world be?

But if you must…here’s a fact…Your world,
The world…it has to change…Argue that.

So if you don’t have the time…And only
Believe what you see…move along then…
You don’t have to read this…believe what
You like…Free will…” Ceres said as
She strolled about me before the chair.

“So well put.” Varence said to her. “Blunt…
Waste no time.” He smirked and rolled his eyes.
“You are truly not out to make many friends.”

“If I am to be here…play my part,” she
Said standing to face him, “I am not going
To coddle with riddled words such as you do.”

“Ah…Of course.” He said.

“So…” She sighed, crossing her arms. “Continue
With the story then…of our recent adventure.”

“Why stop there?” He asked. “If you have a
Mind to say things your way…Why don’t
You continue?”

“Because it is your job remember.” She said.

He smiled, eyeing me awkwardly…The silent
Question…HIS job? So many mysterious things
About them… “Your words walk a fine line…”

“Would you like me to continue?” Ceres flashed
Her sparkling eyes…with false innocence.
“Should I make reference to the preferred
Interest in giant talking prophetic space
Balls? The great wisdom in all of space
Lay but in the realm and ceaseless
Celestial knowledge of giant talking
Space balls? To pray for deliverance
And salvation from space to a world
More deserving than any other? Why?”

He held out his hand to stop her. “Alright…
Yes, I will continue the story.” He shook his
Head at her… “Oh but the day an interview
Shall come…Is Ceres real? Is Varence real?
Who or what are they really? Are they made
Up? Such an imagination…”

She sighed heavily…it really did look as if
She would scream. “Varence…”

He nodded sarcastically. “Moving onward…”
Then he looked at me more kindly… “I believe
I was at the part with the Lion Men?”

“Don’t play some kind manner with him
Now.” Ceres snapped at him as she stomped
Up beside him; they stood directly in front
Of me. “You use him enough.”

“Use him?” He asked.

“Just say it.” Ceres snapped. “Or I will
Start discussing the little matter of an old
Radio broadcast…And that meeting with all
Those short men and the conceptual idea of
Signing some proclamation of independence…”

“Ceres!” He shouted.

“Tell him…Now.” She insisted… “The assembly
Is listening…” She pointed to the notebook… “And
Those that can read are waiting…Mystery
Man of time.”

He breathed hard…was he, pouting? He turned
To smile at me VERY strangely… “The details
That I placed in your mind…please allow
Me to open them now…and let it flow…”

The deck of the Lion Men…on the
Adam ship…

He stood strong in his stand off with her…
Their eyes locked… “What are you planning
In there, Ceres?” Varence asked pointing hard
To the steel doors that separated them from
The Lion Men.

“Watch and see.” She only said.

He took deep breaths. In truth, he had no idea
What to expect in there with the Lion Men…
The ancient slave Lion Men were not like
Those he knew…Even what he did know
About them was intense…They were not only
Giants…but fantastically wise as well…
Keen senses that stretched far…They could
Read minds or tear them apart without touching
You…Try and lie to them…and instantly
You have made yourself an eternal enemy…
Be arrogant? Play the fool? Scam them
With fantasies and delusions and you risk
Certain death…They did not understand such
Things…How do you put the mind, logic and
Wisdom of the Lion Men into words? You
Can’t…They are truly masterful judges of law…
They either like you or they don’t…and if they
Don’t…My what big teeth they have…What
Big clawed hands…strong arms…Psychic
Senses that could destroy any mind to bits…

So how could such a magnificent giants be
Enslaved then? With a single sex environment…
Stripped of feelings…and love…Fortified
With slave labor…trapped thoughts, isolation…
Eat, sleep…work…self satisfaction to
Appease the senses…The slave mind! Who
Do you think invented, humans? No…
For it could strike down a Magnificent Lion Man
To chains…for humans then it was child’s
Play…

“I can’t go in there.” He confessed…his
Weakness for the FIRST time ever. “They
Will see right through me…I have little training
With them…that’s why I held my distance…
And they can not know what I do, it will
Change everything.”

Ceres blinked with shock…her mouth ajar. His
Confession to weakness…utterly captured her
Respect. But there was no time to waste. “Then
Stay close to me…I know their manner well…
Stay close to me…And focus on me, think of
Only me…nothing else. If you feel yourself falling
Look at me…watch me, think of a mirror
Reflecting their eyes upon me only…Do this
And all will be fine…”

She wasted not even a second then walked
Confidently through the steel doors, Varence
Close behind her…This was her job…A lifetime
Of education by the greatest Lion Men created
Within her the most impressive student ever…
She was a Master now…

Inside…what they found…was shocking…
From the Lion Men they knew…so noble, well
Mannered…to this, was pitiful.
Ceres and Varence stopped abruptly inside at
The sight…Everywhere they looked…stretched a
Long wide open hall of open cells…Open
Ceiling above their heads four decks high
Of such barred rooms…Their view ahead
Seemed distant, endless…
Lion Men hunched, curved over…growling,
Groaning…wearing only loin cloths…The thick
Collars and bulky chains that held them to
The walls and floors covered them more…
And the smell! Awful!
Of filthy kept animals…of wet hair, from
Them being hosed down to be cleaned…
And the odors of remnants of rotted food,
Meat and blood from their feedings…
But where did the meat come from?
Somewhere on the ship some sort of livestock
Was kept and raised for this purpose…
They didn’t know what they were for…

For Ceres and Varence it was the worst thing
They had ever seen!
These magnificent Lion Men kept like some
Wild animals! Ceres covered her mouth…
She had to fight not to cry from seeing them
This way…But oh it also made her so angry!
And it was anger which fueled her will
To go on just then…Solid, strong again…
Unbreakable…She stood tall and walked
Down the center of the hall of cells…Her
Eyes studying the crouched Lion Men as
Their senses suddenly perked to the new
Astral visitors…
The great cats’ eyes could see anything,
Easily into the astral plane…remember
That…The magic of the Cat’s Eye, infinite…

She studied them, their huge size and massive
Frames, manes and muscles…Their colored
Coats…tawny, cream—dirty of course…varying
Shades of gray, mostly pale…with darker points
On their noses, hands, legs, feet, tails…
She kept walking, searching for
The one she hoped to find…
Then there he was…The Great One she
Was looking for…from Varence’s story
Earlier…10 feet tall, huge, even hunched
Over…The Dark charcoal Gray One…
Whose dark coat stood out among all
Others…And there beside him, a Paler Gray
Quivering Lion Man…slightly smaller, but
Very old looking…Ceres held her breath, the
Old one…had seen so much, worked so hard…
He was slowly dying. These were his last days,
She could feel it. Her face sank to near tears
Again as she walked up to the Old One…

The other Lion Men immediately began rising
Up to these astral specters…growling deeper
And deeper…laying down their threats
With their rumbling voices by only growling, tilting
Their heads, squinting at Varence and
Ceres, trying to intimidate them…
Varence held tight to Ceres, following her
Instructions, focusing on her…

But Ceres was a rock, solid…she never even
Flinched at the Lion Men’s threats…
She maintained her focus on the Old One
And went up to him as he kept trying to
Stand, but his legs were so weak he
Couldn’t…This poor Old One had been
Worked to death! It made her so angry!
He growled at her. Her eyes became soft and
Wet…tender…As she sent out her telepathic
Song to him, one they all could hear…
A song so inconceivably magical there are
No words for it…it’s a song of the soul…
One few possess…but none could deny…
It was an echo of one she had sung for
Her bear cubs from another time…

The song of sweet everlasting tranquility…
The Mother’s Song for comfort, lullaby of
The soul…One irresistibly sung by a
Magical princess, confident and elegantly
Poetic…The beauty that could charm
Any savage beast.
And then the growls fell silent…
The stillness…All became mesmerized, intoxicated
By her presence…A woman! A female human
On the slave Adam ship? What? How? Why?

She looked into the Old One’s pale blue eyes…
And with her siren’s song touched his mind
And spirit with words… “I am here to tell you
It’s over, my friend…Your days of slavery will
Soon come to an end. Please believe me. I am
Friend…I cannot tell you much…
My mission and way of passage forbids
Me certain details…But hear my words
True…It is almost over…”

“How do you know this?” The Dark Gray
One beside them raised himself high to ask…
His sparkling blue eyes glaring wide at her;
Telepathically of course, they never spoke out
Loud ever…

Ceres met the Dark Gray One’s eyes
Without a flinch… “Because your brother,
BR’Riel…told me this…to tell you now…
To prepare you and your brothers here for
What is about to come.”

The Dark Gray One rose taller to her words, as
Did all the Lion Men in view…It was then she
Saw the Great Golden One on the opposite side not
Far away, closely watching her as well…His
Features so familiar…not just to Varence’s story
But to a face she knew all too well herself…
From the Paladium…from Rana’s side…like that…
Of the great VIR’riel…And then she knew
The deductions she had made and presented
To the assembly that cast the vote for the
Journey to travel back in time…These Lion
Men of the Adam ship were more than
Brothers to those she knew of Tellus…They
Were cloned! Cloned slave Lion Men to serve
The Empire…from the same parent stock used
On so many ships so long ago…That is why
She was sent to reach them…Talk to them…

The Lion Men listened keenly to her silent words
As they all began to stand baring their heavy
Chains everywhere…

“Because you see…I was sent here…to talk to
You…I come from another time…from a
Distant future beyond your own.” Ceres paused
To choose her words carefully so as not to shock
Them too much… “By your people…survivors of
A slave rebellion that fled to a hidden world
In a black hole.”

The Lion Men eyed each other with fascination.
“Our people?” The Dark Gray One asked. “The
Future? They live…free?”

“Yes.” She said. “When they learned of your
Existence…they sent me back in time to
Reach you…speak to you.”

The Dark Gray One, of sharp mind and intuition
Spoke for their concern and interest. “Your purpose
Then is to free us?”

Ceres spoke carefully. “Not exactly. Warn you
Mostly…that soon, very soon, a time will come
Upon you where yes, your Freedom will come…
But on a different path, one different yet
Very critical to their survival…as well as your own.”

The Lion Men remained cautious but curious…
“Different how?” The Dark Gray One asked.

Ceres looked to Varence behind her…He was nervous,
For the first time ever, she saw it in his eyes.
But her determination was strong and she was
Not afraid. She turned to the Dark Gray One
And stepped up to him more closely…
“In two days your ship will reach a
New garden planet…a newly
Terra Formed world…where you will have
Your chance at Freedom…A chance for
Your own rebellion…But there is something
You must do…”

The Lion Men took interest. “That is?” The
Dark Gray One asked on behalf of them all.

Ceres spoke calmly… “I know your ways,
Your beliefs, your laws…The oaths you have
Sworn to live by…as slaves beneath
The Empire…That as slaves since the time
Your race was conquered you have sworn
To never speak any other language out loud
But your own…Am I correct?”

The Lion Men watched her but did not answer.

“You swore by this as an oath of freedom
By your forefathers. A story passed through
Generations…by your own Spiritual Ascended
Masters…And the great Ariel…From you
Own home world and the Ancient Temple…
Even as slaves you know this, though you
Never knew your parents…In dreams a
Great Winged White Lion Man comes to
You to teach you your ways…The path
Of Light, the ways you follow…that is how
You remember who you are, how you never
Forget…Through stories passed on by
The Greatest One of All…The Lion of God,
And you know him…As Ariel.”

The Lion Men’s eyes went wide…where by
She knew she was right…no one knew this
Secret…Of their sacred Ancient Ascended
Master, whose name would be passed on in
Time…in literature…legends…even into
A described human slave world…The name
Ariel…Lion of God.

“Well?” Ceres asked him, poised with a victorious
Charming smile.

The Dark Gray One need only nod once for
Them all… “This is true…How could you know
This…there is but one way…That one of our
Own told the tale to you…”

“The wisest of them all taught me…” She said.
“On our world, where Lion Men are once
And again free…And they dwell with many
Races…hidden outside of time…Waiting for
The age when they would emerge again
Into the universe…rise against the Empire…
And reclaim their birthright…and with it
Find a new age of peace for all races…
An age of Freedom, Peace and Unity…led
By the lost race of the Mighty Lion Men
That once ruled the Universe.”

The Dark Gray One eyed his brothers, then
Returned his gaze upon this fair, beautiful
Human woman…The strongest he had ever seen,
The only one he has ever seen as well… “What
Then are you asking us to do? How is this
Mighty future you speak of possible?”

“It is complicated.” She said, lowering her brow.
“By a strange way unknown to your kind…
A riddled way of written words passed on to
A chosen one who tells these legends to a distant
Troubled future…of a world you will know
As Earth.”

“Written words?” The Dark Gray One and his
Brothers growled laughter. “What minds of
Humans learn that way…in the future?
Humans have no depth of faith, not as we
Know them…They ridicule everything…They
Believe what they see, not their senses…
This ship we are chained to…Have you
Seen their minds?” He laughed. “The men
Are barely more than animals themselves…
They act big, but think small.”

Ceres laughed. How true his words were! “Some
Are different.” She told him. “Now…and in
The future…there are some that embrace ways
As yours…through the spirit, through the heart…
In Faith, they will believe…if you show them.”

“Show them?” The Dark Gray One laughed
Even louder. “Show humans greater ways?
But how?” He raised his chained strong
Clawed hands. “With fists, by force to see
Beyond their little wit and ways? You are
Speaking of miracles!”

Ceres raised her eyes and chin to him…
Bewitching eyes, her blue eyes sparkled…
“That’s exactly what I have come to ask
You…What your people from the future ask
Of you…of you in your present…that you
Must do this…to survive…to forge a legend…
A miracle…so that one day all will know,
Wonder, dare to dream…and one day see and
Believe it to be true…Of this magnificent
Race of Lion Men…so they never fade from
Memory in time…You MUST SPEAK…”

The Dark Gray One eyed the others leaning
Back, then back to her. “Speak? Speak
Human words?” The idea was vile to them…
To lower themselves to break their sacred
Vows…for what? This woman’s plea?

“Yes.” Ceres told him. “You must speak
Out loud…human words…so that they know…
Despite all their degenerate ways and
Thinking… “It is the only way to make
This future possible…It is the destined way…
The miracle that you pray for…You MUST
SPEAK.”

The Lion Men stared amongst themselves…
Exchanging discussion, debate in their own
Tongue for what seemed like forever…before
The Dark Gray One looked upon her again…
They had to acknowledge her…her grace, her
Courage, her beauty…This human woman
That had the nerve to appear to them…
To address them! She knew their most sacred
Legend…and she spoke so strongly…never
Wavering…her entire manner was unlike
Any human they had ever known…If not
But for her obvious presence they would render
Her a myth! An impossible human to exist!
Yet there she stood…a Titan…undeniable…

He studied her intently…and she knew it, allowed
Him into her mind to share images of the
Home she knew…The experiences that made
Her…and finally the Great Lion Man that
Was her teacher…This impressed him most
Of all…Then he began to understand the
Connection…his blood brother, BR’Riel…

A silence fell in respect to this exchange…
She held her stance so tall and strong…
The beauty of endless ages…transported
Through time…And he the great chained
Lion, prisoner of a past lost in history…
“Ceres?” He said her name…out loud. “I
Am BR’roul.”

“It is the greatest honor to meet you, BR’roul.”
She said…smiling…The fact that he said
Her name out loud, as she did his…gave
The answer she hoped for.

BR’roul nodded to her…as all his surrounding
Brothers bowed their heads to her…this princess
Of the stars…of the Nine sisters…They would
Forever know the story now…of the Nine to come.

“So when the time comes?” Ceres asked.

BR’roul nodded, then spoke the words out loud.
“We will know what to do, yes.”

She smiled, beaming with a magical joy.
“Thank you.”

With a toothy grin the Dark Gray One smiled.
No further words needed to be spoken, they
Understood, the pact had been made…The
Lion Men were noble that way…They never
Broke their word.

Ceres turned to leave…fighting, holding back…
“Oh, but I wish I could tell you so much more!”
She started to cry. “I wish…I wish I could take
You with me…and show you a world…where
Your people are free…where the stars are limitless…
Where hope is more than a dream.”

“But you cannot say more.” The Dark Gray One
Said. “Ceres…I…we…understand.”

“BR’roul…” Ceres said tearfully to the giant
Dark Gray Lion Man. “There will never be a
Race as magnificent as yours…never…And
Many, countless throughout the stars will know
This…They will!”

The Dark Gray One only grinned…his smile
Was a precious reward. “Go now, Ceres…Go now.
Thank you. We understand…You cannot say
More…You have said enough. We thank you…
We understand…And when the time comes…
We will speak.”

She smiled to him, extending endless telepathic
Gratitude…then she and Varence left quietly…
Without looking back…for looking back then would
Have torn their insides apart.

Outside the steel doors, Ceres froze…trembling,
Even her eyes seemed to shake…as she looked
To Varence. “One of the hardest things I have
Ever had to do.”

What could he do but admire her? “Ceres,” he
Said kindly, with all the respect he could, “No
One could have done that but you. No one.”

She accepted his respectful praise with a smile.
“Thank you.”

“That’s all I can say.” Varence smiled. “But oh,
If words could say so much more…I would
Say them without end! Gratitude. Time is
The cruelest law…and you are the fairest justice
Of them all.”

They lingered in the dark hall silently for what
Seemed like hours…just thinking. The Lion Men,
Their fate, haunting their minds…the scales of mission
Felt so heavy…things had to be done…The pressure
Was overwhelming, every step a monumental
Maneuver through time, carefully weighed, planned…
One misstep and it would all come crumbling
Down. So much to consider.

Varence finally broke the silence as they stood
As astral specters beneath the dim dark light
Of the hall. “So…” He said to her. “What’s next?”

How much time had passed? It was measured
So differently for them…She turned to him,
“What time is it…for them, the crew?”

He laughed at the question, the calculation
Seemed ridiculous for what they had done. He
Looked at his pocket device of miracles, then
Read its meter of measure… “I believe it
Is morning now for the crew of the ship. We
Were in the cells, the den of the Lion Men
For quite a while…and we’ve been standing
Here even longer…Yes,” he nodded, “The crew
Should be waking for morning meal now.”

“What does that mean?” She asked.

Varence thought of how to explain the translation…
“Their scheduled slave-work hours…They will
Wake for morning nourishment; gather at various
Common areas throughout the ship…to eat first,
Then begin their required duties for the day. Why?”

Ceres returned her thoughts to their previous
Interaction with Jansen…of how he had somehow
Managed to hear her voice, or sense it…
Or whatever mystery had occurred. “I must
Understand what happened with Jansen before…
I need to see him…to look into it some more.”

Varence frowned at her words. “The risk of
What could happen. I told you, he never ever
Said your name in all the days of his life
That I watched them…”

Ceres held her chin, thinking. “But you could
Not have seen all his thoughts. Perhaps
He hid them from you, from everyone?”

“I would have known.” Varence attested. “He
Could not have hidden such an…experience. I
Am telling you…it never crossed his mind.”

Then a flash, a revelation struck her mind.
“The attack of the Eve ship, the Eden vessel?”
She said surely. “During the attack you said
The dropships were launched? He hit his head?”

“Yes.”

“Then the memory was lost to him!” She
Exclaimed.

Varence’s eyes widened at the conclusion.
“That could be…”

“Don’t you see?” She asked. “That’s our
Opportunity…That allows me greater chance
With him to study…And if it by chance faults
Some accident of exposure, I can reset his
Thoughts…so that when he is knocked out
I can tell his mind to fall into a deep
Sleep and bury all details and forget!”

Varence had to nod. “An excellent scheme. Yes,
That could work.”

“Let us go then.” She gestured. “Now I have
The allowances I need. I want to study Jansen.”

No arguments then, Varence led her to the lift
Then upwards to the commons’ deck, where the
Localized crew gathered in a very tightly tabled
Cafeteria for morning meal.

There, they waited only briefly as the crew
Began to arrive…gather at programmed nourishment
Dispensers to fill trays of specialized foods
For healthy maximum performance. There were
No indulgent meals on the Adam ship, no fatty
Or excessive sugar-type sweets…Everything was
Of vital nutrition only…That’s a key reason
Why the men were all in excellent physical
Condition…

Ceres and Varence positioned themselves in a
Vacant corner of no crew traffic as they waited
For their subject to arrive…
Again Ceres noted some of the rather common
Flagrant sexual flirtatious behavior… “Do they
Ever stop?”

“Do fools ever surprise?” He laughed.

“And this is normal?” Ceres asked. “Of the
Earth, even presently as we know it?”

“They are quite flirtatious, yes.” Varence answered.
“For many, a simple hello is practically an open
Invitation to sexual interest.”

“That is idiotic, ridiculous.” She shook her head.
“What will you tell me next, that they
Jump into carnal indulgences upon first
Encounters? Declare themselves soulmates in
A day? Proclaim themselves eternal long lost
Lovers…by one simple act of politeness…
One hello?”

Varence laughed to himself…and held his
Lips tight. His silence told her the answer.

“Tell me you are joking!” She snapped. “My,
But they are so but easily fooled and gambled
By fantasy! The next thing you will tell me
They fall quickly, lustfully in love with an
Image at first view…without even
Exchanging words or interest?”

Varence’s eyes danced with laughter as his
Mind fought to answer. “The ceilings are
Rather high in here, don’t you think?”

“No wonder they embrace salvation from
Space balls!” Ceres laughed… “No wonder
The Empire holds them slaves so easily…
If other races from the stars witnessed
Such behavior they would find it
Ludicrous!”

“Temptation is an easy game to play
With hormones.” He told her. “Whispers of love
Could distract any slave.”

She stared at him, knowing his history…
The infamous rebel Apollo! “You must find
That amusing.”

“Sad actually.” He told her. “It makes conversation
Very delicate…When they are constantly pre-occupied
With notions of pairing up.”

“No wonder you enjoy the Five so well.” She
Smiled mysteriously at him. “How different they are…”

He smiled back, said nothing…Then eyed the
Band of familiar blond friends entering the arena
Of long tables…Jonath, Janeth…accompanied
By a few others…then Jansen and Hollis, who
Held his partner guarded and close with one
Arm over Jansen’s shoulder…clearly
Telling everyone they were a couple, as his eyes
Watched the crew around them carefully for
Any interest to Jansen…He looked like a
Savage beast guarding him. And Jansen
Showed no protest at all…

They watched as the group gathered, trays of
Food and drink…then sat themselves at a table
As far apart from the rest of the crew as
Possible for privacy…Many eyes noticed this,
And Ceres and Varence did note that many
Eyed the couple with clear jealousy…It was
Clear then why, as Ceres could sense their
Minds… “Loyalty and devotion is rare to them.”
She noted to Varence. “I believe their programming
And hormones discourages paired monogamy…so as
To forbid any spark of love to start those
Wheels of free thought from turning!”

He simply nodded as they slowly moved closer
To their subject…to one of the few empty
Tables nearby. They sat down and watched
Them eat—Hollis never stopped smiling once…
The others, especially Janeth laughed loudly…
But Jansen looked different…

Ceres watched him hard her eyes staring
Deeply into him. She had to
Know how he heard her name!

Jansen sat at the table not touching his
Food…as Jonath sat opposite him at the table
Watching him as Ceres did; then it was even
More clear…Jonath had strong secret feelings
For Jansen, he always had.

But something was different about Jansen now…
He did not laugh, he only stared off into
Space…clearly dumbstruck still by Ceres
Mysterious voice…
But Hollis never noticed it, until now.

It went on and on! The more she stared
The more intense it became. And for a moment
Ceres could swear… “I think…I think
He knows we are here.”

“He couldn’t!” Varence defended.

“Look at him!” Ceres insisted.
Then Jansen stared even harder in
Their direction.

“Are you alright?” Jonath kept asking him, trying
To break his trance. “Hello?”

“What is it?” Jansen asked, aggravated.

“What is it with you?” Jonath asked.

“Nothing. Nothing, I’m fine.”

“It’s about last night, isn’t it?” Hollis asked. “That
Voice, that something you heard in our
Quarters!”

“Voice?” Jonath asked.

“He heard something last night.” Hollis
Tried to explain… “A voice…”

“You heard voices?” Jonath seemed curious,
Yet concerned.

Then Janeth entered the conversation. “You
Heard voices?” He asked. “Are you unstable,
Have you lost your mind? If someone were
To hear you…hear you say such things
They would report you…Then…you would
Run the risk of being reprocessed.”

Hollis grew nervous… “You need to let
This go…stop thinking about it.”

“I can’t. I know I heard something.” Jansen
Said, holding his head. Oh how it had begun to
Ache!

“Look at yourself,” Janeth said, “You’re
A mess. You can’t even eat. Someone will
See…Someone will report you…”

Jonath slammed his fist down on the
Table. “No one is going to say anything.
Will you please all shut your
Mouths…You’re scaring him. And making
Me angry.”

Jansen kept holding his head…The ache
Only grew worse! Not only echoes filled his
Head, but now there were strange,
Mysterious pictures…of some long haired…
Person?

“Look at him!” Janeth insisted. “Can’t you
See it?”

Hollis had to admit it… “I’m afraid
To say it…but maybe you do…
Need to see the doctor?”

Jansen’s mind grew only more distant, lost to another
World…The ache in his head, the sensation…His
Friends’ voices were only echoes, even Hollis seemed
Far away. He kept holding his head, clawing
At his temples, his hair…the voices from last night…
He kept staring and staring…some place far
Away, yet still there…the tables, the crewmen
Eating their morning meal…and then…
His eyes…flashes…to the empty tables nearby…
Flashes…flashes…There were two people sitting
There…watching him? A man, tall, pale, dressed
Strangely in a white shirt and black pants,
Pale creamy hair and strange eyes…and beside
Him this…person with long golden hair wearing
This long red robe-thing? Not like any man
He had seen…soft, these amazing shining eyes.

He pointed at them. “Look!” Jansen said to his
Friends, “Do you see them sitting there? Those two
People! The one with the long hair and red robe!”

His friends turned but saw nothing…
“Jansen?” Hollis asked, touching his shoulder
With care… “What is it?”

“Something is wrong with him!” Janeth insisted.

“Keep your mouth shut!” Jonath exclaimed.

“There are two people right there!” Jansen kept
Pointing. “Can’t you see them? They’re not like
Any of the crew! They’re not supposed to be here!”
His friends drew close to him to hold him still
As others began to hear…they tried to calm
Him down…Hollis especially grew more nervous.

Jansen watched as the two people eyed him
With fear, looking, talking fast between
Each other…They looked worried. The golden
Haired one especially…but they were so
Beautiful looking. He was torn between crazed
Fascination and fear himself…Then suddenly…
They vanished…as fast as they appeared.
“Where did they go?” He said shaking his head.

Hollis held him still in the chair, both arms
Around him. “Just calm down…quiet, quiet,
Don’t say anything, everyone is watching us.”

“There is something wrong with him!” Janeth
Insisted. “Take him to the medical center now!”

“Are you insane?” Jonath grew angry. “Do you
Know what they will do to him?”

“Everyone is watching!” Janeth grew nervous.
“They will think something is wrong with us.”

“There is something wrong with you,” Jonath
Said, biting his teeth, “You have no nerve at all!
He’s just tired, overworked, that’s all.”

“Will you be quiet!” Hollis ordered them. “The
Two of you enough.” Then he turned to his
Beloved partner, holding him as Jansen started to
Shake. “You alright? You alright? Just relax,
Calm down. Talk to me…Tell me what’s wrong.”

Jansen only tightened his shoulders, leaned into
Hollis and gave into the spinning feelings
And pictures inside his head. His head fell down
Against Hollis as he started to cry. “I don’t know.
I don’t know what’s wrong. You have to
Believe me. There were two people there, there
Were…Last night I heard that voice…I did. I did.”

Hollis stroked his head. “Alright. Ok, I believe you,
Just calm down now. Just look at me, don’t
Think about it anymore. Just calm down.”

Jansen cried harder. “You don’t believe me…
None of you do. You think I’m broken. Hollis
You don’t believe me.”

Hollis held him, shaking his head. “I do not
Think you’re broken!”

“I do.” Janeth said. “Something is wrong. I’ve
Heard of this…deterioration…It happens
Sometimes, they—“

Jonath grew angry and slammed the table. “He is
Fine! He’s tired. He’s just over-tired! It’s not
The deterioration!”

“Well something is wrong!” Janeth insisted.

“I’m breaking!” Jansen cried. “What if it is the
Deterioration sickness?”

Hollis shook. “No it isn’t! You are FINE! Jonath
Is right…You’re tired, you’re just tired. Look
At me, alright? You are not breaking!”

Just then two guards walked up to the table…
Tall, broadly built…like the miners, very stone faced
And strong. “Is there a problem?” The first
One asked as all noted Jansen’s behavior.

“No.” Hollis told them. “We are fine here.”

The chief guard nodded to Jansen. “It appears
Your friend there, sir, needs to go to the
Medical center…” His words sounded more like
Commands, rather than a suggestion. “May we
Assist you in taking him there…NOW?”

Hollis swallowed as he and Jonath locked eyes…
They saw their choice was set to them…He held
Jansen tight. “Thank you guard…your help
Is appreciated…of course…”
They were immediately guided away…Jonath
And Janeth following closely, nervously.

Apart and unseen…Ceres and Varence followed
Them at a safe distance.
“What just happened?” She whispered.

“I do not know.” Varence was at a loss for
Words. “This is…impossible…He saw us…both?”

“What is happening?” Ceres asked… “Is it the
Time alteration? I feel no symptoms, do you?”

“No.” Varence said. “But it is not our fate, not
Really…as Watchers…Time alteration symptoms
Are erratic behavior…aggression…déjà vu-like
Hallucinations…I sense nothing…but then we are
Stable…We would not experience symptoms…”

They followed very carefully, Ceres eyeing Jansen
Vigilantly… “First he heard me…Then he saw me,
Saw us both. I have to know why this is
Happening!”

“So do I!”

“What is this reprocessing? Deterioration?” She
Asked.

“The deterioration is a breakdown of the
Slave mind,” Varence said… “It is either
Emotional or violent…The reprocessing, I can
Only guess…”

They followed the guard to the medical wing…
There Jonath and Janeth were forced to wait
Outside as the more privileged First Officer was
Allowed to escort his partner inside the examination
Room to meet with the Chief Medical Officer Abel
As Jansen was guided carefully to the
Exam table. Once he was set down, Hollis
Dismissed the guard…There was no protest, so
They saw no need to stay…Then Hollis was
Left alone with Chief Medical Officer Abel
And Jansen.

Abel studied Jansen as he kept crying, lost…
His senses were a mess! Hollis held his arm
Around him faithfully. “He claims…that he
Heard voices…saw people…that were not there.”

“I did see them!” Jansen cried. “I heard
Them…her.”

“Her?” Abel asked.

“I have no idea why I said that.” Jansen
Said as he froze, eyeing the doctor.

“A peculiar word to use.” Abel laughed, “Let me
Just look you over.” He took out his scanner
And began taking his vital signs and further
Readings…he found nothing of note…at first…

Ceres and Varence lingered nearby, invisible
To the room. She was very suspicious of
The doctor…and his…tools. “What is he
Looking for?”

“I suspect brain deterioration,” Varence said.
“Breakdown in brain activity…irregular
Thought patterns.”

“Are you worried about the timeline?” She asked.

“No.” Varence said firmly. “This is new…if there
Was a sense of repetition, déjà vu then I
Would be concerned.”

Suddenly Abel took his scanner and
Waved it over Jansen’s face, his eyes. “This
Is interesting.”

“What?” Hollis asked, studying Jansen…who
Had grown silent…into a trance-like
State.

“There appears to be something in his eyes.
Abel said, hovering the scanner over each of
Jansen’s eyes. He turned to the First Officer. “Sir,
Would you please wait outside for the
Remainder of this examination…Nothing
To be alarmed about…I just need to focus,
That will be easier without the First Officer here,
Please excuse me for saying so…”

Hollis smiled, “No, no, it’s alright. I will
Wait outside…But if there is something
Wrong…Please tell me…”

“Of course.” Abel said…strangely. He watched
Hollis leave…then gestured very gently
For Jansen to lay down…Then he pulled up
Some odd medical tray of digital devices
Linked to the screen…And began probing
Jansen’s eyes…
As he watched the screen, so did Varence
And Ceres…
The screen displayed highly magnified detailed
Images of Jansen’s eyes…The irises…The retinas
Then finer workings of the interior optic
Nerve…The farther the machine looked…
A strange pulsing light began to appear…
Abel was fascinated…

Ceres and Varence looked at each other in
Shock…They had seen that before…That was
The first echo of the light in the girl first
Brought to Tellus…that which the Angel
Had touched, given her with…And when her
World was destroyed…she lost her senses and
Fell into a deep trance-like state.
The light they also knew from Bill’s eyes,
Their own charge and subject of Earth.

When Abel tried to probe deeper all of the
Equipment began shutting itself off…
Every electrical device malfunctioned…He
Could not turn anything back on…

Abel reverted to more physical tools…to
Probe the eye to view this…

An instinctive reaction took over…
Suddenly Ceres thrust out her arm to point,
Her mind attacking Abel…his arm snapped
Back, bones began to break and crack…
Then she tossed him across the room where he
Hit the far wall and fell unconscious…

“Ceres!” Varence exclaimed, rushing to Abel…
He scanned him quickly as she stood there
Numbly… “You broke his arm in six places,
His shoulder…The socket…”

“Repair the damage.” She ordered as she
Slowly stepped up to Jansen…to look into his
Eyes.

“What are you doing?”

“Just do it.” Ceres ordered as she
Hovered over Jansen who lay there now
Wide eyed in a calm trance. “Do as I say…
Repair the damage…I want you to put
This in his mind Firmly…He found nothing
Wrong, nothing…Jansen is fine, just tired.
Order him to send him to his quarters to
Sleep and get lots of rest…To really rest up.”

“Ceres!” Varence exclaimed.

“Do it!” She ordered…To which he complied,
But still managed to watch her like a hawk…

The moments then became a magical
New discovery to her…She looked into Jansen’s
Eyes…then saw what she now expected…
The same light as seen before…in the future…
On other worlds…far apart in space and time…
The mystery was building…
She smiled…then softly sang a quiet song
To quiet Jansen’s nerves…to make him
Forget…to put his fears into a dream to cope…
So that when he hit his head he would only
Remember through dreams…so that he could
Fulfill what the light deemed he should do…

When they finished…
Abel awoke…Jansen awoke…
Ceres and Varence returned to the invisible
Astral plane…And miraculously…All returned
To normal on the Adam ship, much
To Jansen’s friends’ relief, especially Hollis
When he was told that, everything was
Fine…

Ceres and Varence watched Jansen
And Hollis and their friends smile and leave…
Then Varence impatiently turned to her…
“Do you mind explaining to me what
Happened?”

“Someone very important has been planning
This a very long time.” Ceres said slowly…
Smiling mysteriously. “I understand now…”

“You do?” He laughed. “And that would be?”

“They were chosen long ago.” Ceres
Told him in this magical tone… “And
Scattered across time…at specific points,
Specific individuals…to do very specific
Things…There is no random order to
Things at all…It was truly planned…
For some that is…While most are but
Along for the ride to learn…”

“So then things are inevitable?” Varence
Asked.

“Yes.” She said. “I must admit the
Details in his mind, in the minds I’ve
Seen are amazing…The assembly was right…
We had to watch this…The Watchers…
The Alignments occur to reveal themselves
For specific individuals to carry out the
Great scheme of things…
The Roar of Leo…that changes things…
The return of the Lion Men…
The Leonids…the Showers of Light
To organize them…The gathering…
The Calling…
To the Stars…
The Ancient Home World…
The One the Pleidians have been
Searching for…”

Varence smiled… “So now what? Now
That you have fulfilled your…mission…
Do we address the assembly? Do they
Announce them?”

“Oh but we have more little trip to
Make…” Ceres told him… “To finish
Bursting the bubble…To journey into
The future with our current friend…
To the year 3126…to fortify his
Part…
More lives will shake…so that the right
Ones can awake…Leo is about to Roar.”

Valiant

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*SONG* “Talk to Me” by Steve Nicks
(Please, listen to the lyrics of the song.)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tiqJGG6zcrg

The Magnificent One stood there in the light…
Tall, golden…The Lion Man in his white
Robes, eyes fierce glowing, blazing…
Communicating…
And she was with him this time, Ceres…
Speaking the words to be written down
For him…

“Long ago…There was a different age…
Of more than men, more than women…
And humans were still a fairly new
Race…smaller, weaker then…
The Giants were the greater races…
And the balance of the universe was in
Their hands…
The Hawkmen…or Birdmen as you would
Call them…first to fall…
The Bull Men, like that of the mythic
Minotaur…The Draconian…The Dragon,
The Reptilian Race…And my race…
The Lion Men…

Perhaps our might made us all blind…
To the smaller races craving power…
That rose to conquer the Giants…
Change and shape the universe…
Maybe it was deserving…we will never
Know…But those scales were unjustly
Tampered with…And the small races
Rose…conquered the Giants and made
Them small ones…From two legs
To four…from strong to weak…

Ceres then spoke for herself, “You know
The story…of the Lion Men…from the Bell
Tolls…of the races that once ruled
The universe, then fell…
The Mightiest and noble were the Lion Men…”

Then VIR’riel spoke…for the first time…
A voice of animal yet man…rumbling…
Wise, magical, strong…yet so humble.
“You may choose not to believe this…
It is your free will…All that I
Can ask is that you read them,
Consider them now…
The time is now…The hour is now…

The Dark Ones won…
The Sirian and Draconian alliance
Then became power…
By chance only the remote scattered
Lost human worlds were spared…
They eventually made a fragile
Alliance of their own to fight the Empire…
That is how it has remained for
Thousands of years…
The story told in echoes…whispers
Of inspiration through artists’ hands…
You, in some, call them fables…
Others…throughout the stars…call them
Facts…Unfortunately…Now, Ceres, please…”

Ceres went on for him…
“The Lion Men that survived always
Kept their story a secret…Maybe
It was to attempt…to try and allow
Themselves time to heal…

All that we know is this…
In their last days of slaves to the
Empire…before the culling…there was
One great slave rebellion of the last
Lion Men…on a slave world…
A name lost to time…mysterious…

We had thought maybe it could have
Been Earth…because of the Lion Temple
There…And Varence’s recent story
Of the Lion Men on Earth…” she rolled
Her eyes at him as he stood not far away.
“But we now know the Lion Men of
Earth were different…from the last
Surviving slave ship of the Adams…”

Varence stepped forward… “It was not
Permitted to address this then, under
Instruction of the Watchers Law…gone
Now…A fact we can NOT alter…”

Ceres then stood beside Varence…in
A strange unsettled pairing…She eyed
Him, as he did her…Then they both
Looked at me in the chair, in the circle of
Light… “Since we last spoke…There was
A vote…You will meet the assembly
Later…All that you need to know is…
The vote was…to go back to the Adam
Ship before it reached Earth…
I explained my reasons…” She said, touching
Her hand to her heart…

“I was reluctant I admit,” Varence
Then went on… “But I confess, with
Admiration…she, Ceres…had me utterly
Surprised…I was not included in
The meeting…so this trip was a mystery
To me…I appreciate greatly now…”

Ceres, tall, her blond-creamy golden hair
Cascading over her shoulder like a crown and
Veil…smiled and gestured to him… “As
We have done…now we will tell you of
This RECENT event…This trip back in time…
He will download the story telepathically
Into your subconscious so that you
Can write it down…
But before you begin…please understand
The critical factors…The Quantum
Singularity of time…imprisoning Earth…
The unstable nature of things of your
Planet…and the coming of Leo.”
She turned to Varence… “Begin please.”

Varence lowered his brow…His eyes focused,
Concentrating, piercing…The words, images…
Pictures, feelings, thoughts…Flowing
From his mind…like a river of feelings
Building some dream…That’s how he has
Done this many times before…They all
Have to me…By prying open my
Memories…or sharing theirs…This is
How the words come to the paper…That’s
Why they must be written down first,
Not typed…The Little Old Asian man knew!

“This is the story of what happened
On our recent journey back in time…
I confess the timing was in fact, quite
Perfect…Applause to Ceres…
But to my defense…it is also clear now…
She came here by no accidental clause…”

Outside of time…outside of the grip
Of the Empire…and the mortal rulers
That corrupted the time line with
Ill-acquired technology…
Through our vessel…The assembly voted…
For Ceres and I to take this one
Trip back in time…

A small remote vessel was sent,
Completely managed by the parent vessel
To ensure we would not stray…
To the ancient ship of the Adams…
Two days before it reached a prehistoric
Earth…There was no crew, just I
And Ceres alone…No uniforms required
Anymore…The Postulate dismissed that
Regard thankfully.
Speed and time is of no measure to us…
Through a vortex of light, spinning,
Twirling…cascading…This process is
Managed by the careful control of
Time, sound and light in balance
Together; that is all I am permitted to
Say scientists…your equations would
Render such things far too tediously.

The Arrival to the Adam Ship…
Our vessel clung to their hull quietly,
Secretly. Then Ceres and I used our
Astral crystals to make the proper
Visit to the ship…

I would like to say she was entirely
Far too silent along the way! Which
Made me…unnerved, but I have learned
To appreciate her candor and charm
To break the silence at the traditional
Ideal moments…She has yet to cease
To surprise with this…as you will see.

Astral crystals in hand, as we made
The entrance to the Adam Ship together
It suddenly struck me…Ceres was
The first and only woman to have
Ever visited an Adam Ship!
I should have prayed in meditative
Silence in preparation beforehand…
My mistake. Please consider this before
Continuing…Perhaps pause for personal
Meditation, thank you.

We materialized on one of the lower decks…
Invisible to their sensors, and eyes and ears…
She was close beside me in a long narrow,
Steel, darkened hallway; very primitive
And thickly constructed, by our views.

“Uh…” Ceres groaned, wincing, turning
Her head to the side and squeezing her eyes.
“What is that smell?”

Varence barely flinched… “Smell?”

She could barely breathe. “It seems to
Be of some awful blend of sweat and
Chemicals! It’s revolting!”

“I notice nothing.” He told her as his
Eyes scanned for activity…none was present.

She waved her hand before her face. “How
Can you not notice that?!” She struggled
To overcome the overwhelming odor… “Of
Course you would not…Look where you have
Walked…clearly your senses are dulled.”

He withdrew a small device from his
Pocket, a multi-purpose scanner…his favorite
Toy, that literally could perform countless
Mechanical miracles…then held it out before
Them and began leading them down the hall.
“You are overreacting…The aroma is
Irrelevant.”

“Aroma?” She scowled as she walked beside
Him. “You are immune to details I think!
Where are we exactly?”

“Near the fuel processing centers of the
Ship.” He told her as he eyed a lift
At the end of the long hall beneath dim
Red lighting. “I am detecting no crew…
This section is empty…just drones and
Maintenance automatons.”

She eyed everything carefully…The
Bulky thick construction, the excessive
Panels for computer access for every
Little variable; how tedious. “So this is
The Adam Ship you visited then?”

“You doubt me?”

“No.” She laughed as they neared the
Elevator-like lift, also a narrow, dark little
Box that carried crew between levels. “I
Am just…unimpressed with its…design.”

“To them it had its advances.” He told her
As he instructed his device to retrieve the
Lift to carry them. “So are you going
To share the details of the purpose
Of this little journey back in time?
Since I was not permitted to be present
At the vote or am I but the naïve
Guide for your mysterious plan?”

Ceres eyed him sarcastically. “If you had
Shared the story earlier…You do realize
An entire era might have been spared…
Eons!”

“I was but the humble subordinate of the
Watchers orders, following all rules of
The Postulate then,” he told her as
The lift arrived and they stepped inside…
“We watch, do not interfere…no matter
What occurs…Only contact superiors if
The planet of subject interest falls to
Unexpected end.”

They stepped inside, the doors shut…far
Too cumbersome. She eyed him crossly. “And
The presence of Lion Men…on the ship
Failed to raise your brow, your thoughts?”

He looked at her with cautious suspicion…
“So is that your purpose then…the
Lion Men? Just what exactly was discussed?”

She nodded to his device. “Just take
Me to their command bridge.”

Immediately the lift rose…Varence was not
Happy…he did not like being absently informed.
He could not read her more advanced trained
Mind…And she was more guarded than ever.
“Why can you not tell me? Is it the Lion
Men or not?”

“Your precious timing may interfere with
The mission.” Ceres told him as the lift rose…

“Then how am I to guide you?” He
Asked bitterly. “We cannot change the
Past.”

“Who says we are?”

“The purpose?” He repeated.

“The command bridge.” She only said firmly.
Ceres would not break to him.

“You do realize I have the advantage?”
He asked boldly.

She laughed. “You do?”

“I know the ship, the time…that’s critical…
For your plan.”

“I am not sharing details. You had your
Chance long ago.” Ceres said coldly.

He frowned, almost angrily, but said nothing…
The lift rising in silence.
Then suddenly the confining box-like
Carriage stopped…the doors opening to a
Very active deck…Two crew men had requested
For it.

Ceres quickly studied the two tall blond
Men who could not see them…Firmly
Built, chiseled features…wavy blond hair…
Slate gray looking one-piece uniforms that
Were frayed at the cuffs and edges…
From years of re-use by prior generations
Of Adam slaves…The two men were
Quietly talking, almost shyly…of details
About their work…They were science crew,
Discussing some cultivation procedures of
Plant life from their greenhouses…

But outside the lift…the deck was very busy
With crew hustling about…Ceres noted as
Much as she could before the doors shut
With their two new companions…

It was some sort of social-retreat deck…
Where the crew are…relaxed, talked…
Engaged in calmer off duty activities…
Even a few pairs of out in the open
Carnal pleasures…She was shocked at
How brazen these Adam slaves were! She
Could sense their desperate lack of morals…
Their brains were entirely programmed by
Duty and similarly a hormonal intensity
That occupied all thoughts; they literally
Thought of nothing else but sex and
Work.

The doors shut, the lift rose. Varence watched
Ceres study the men with weak fascination…
A frown on her face intrigued him
Though… “What is it?”

“Nothing.”

“They are your people.” He politely said.
“How does this make you feel…to see them,
These Adam slaves…of the Sava…
Descendants of the Danu?”

She looked at him, squinting… “How do
You think?”

“There is nothing you can do.” He calmly
Said, suggesting she pitied their…circumstances.

“I had hoped for more cunning minds.”
She said, studying their thoughts carefully.
“But they are literally…full slaves…Their
Minds hold no protest at all to what
They are or do.”

“What do good slaves think about, Ceres?”
Varence offered. “Work…follow protocols…
Peer pressure…service…follow the herd…
Do not stray in thoughts or actions…resolve
All unsettled feeling by engaging in physical
Pleasures…That is the slave mind.”

She eyed him savagely… “I realize that.”

Again he fought to ask. “Ceres…what is
The purpose here?”

Silence…then the lift stopped, the two crew men
Exited onto a busy deck of bland faced
Blond men engaged in strict work duties…
The environment was depressing!

Then they were alone…and the lift again
Rose for the command bridge… “I will tell
You when it happens…”

Varence was annoyed and fell to silence, he
Hated being left out of details…Then finally
The lift rose to its highest level…
Where they exited upon a somewhat
Busy command bridge…

The level was very numbly busy with blond
Men busy with dutiful work…there was
No fooling around here; it wasn’t tolerated.
The uniforms were tattered from generations
Of overuse…Everywhere they looked…fit-looking
Blond men of similar handsome features…
And very controlled limited minds; absent
Of any complex emotional minds…

Varence led her the way that he
Recalled…to the command center…

She was the only woman in sight, and
None of the crew could sense her presence
At all! All men…but oh she could sense
Their minds…highly controlled…limited…
Obedient…every spare thought obsessed
With sexual ideas…relief…How disappointing
To her.

And then Varence led her to the command
Center…where he stopped them with
A gesture and a nod. “There you see them…
That is the commander…There is Cain…
And there…on the right is…Hollis.”

Ceres’s manner turned…from wit to wonder,
Then very serious. Her mind vexed from
Senses scanning the men…she stepped
Closer…Eyeing the subjects carefully…

First Cain, the closest…She studied him,
His expressions…then went deep into his
Mind. “What a scoundrel!” She
Exclaimed, scanning his mind. “Such a
Brooding little boy inside! He was bullied…
Then became one…How disappointing…
And typical!” She shook her head… “So this
Is, was…Cain…What a myth he could
Inspire!”

Then turned her attention next,
Completely to Hollis…She moved closer
Carefully…studying every detail. “You
Never mentioned his facial hair,” she said
Of the fuzzy shadow to his jaw line and
Upper lip… “He is very handsome looking,
Apart from the rest…Clearly a favorite to
The crew.”

“So is that it then?” He asked her.
“Your mission was to study Hollis and
This Jansen?” He could see how utterly
Fascinated she was with him as he
Stood at the strategy table…unaware
Of her…blind to her presence…

She only scowled at Varence. “Just bide
Your time and try to control yourself…”
She laughed. “And try to keep
Your clothes on.” Then she returned to
Studying Hollis…Yes, he was a matter
Of keen interest…Her eyes met his,
But he never saw…as she reached far
Into his mind…scanning, studying…
Searching…Then she was struck hard…
As if by some invisible lightning…so
Hard that she withdrew a step back…
Yet held her eyes upon him strong…

Varence tensed. “What is it?” He asked
Of her shocked manner.

Ceres tensed, tilted her head…her
Eyes locked upon Hollis… “His mind…
Is so…it’s not like the others.”

“What then?” Varence asked…As the
Crew around them went about their
Work oblivious to their presence.

Ceres studied Hollis, his face, his expression
So different than the other men…
He was truly in another state…apart
From slave, apart from men…lost, a
Prisoner to an emotion he had never felt
Before…sad, hopeful…alone, yet…not.
“He is truly…absolutely in love…and it
Frightens him…” She confessed to Varence…
“A rare soul…captivated by intense
Emotion…How moving…I have never seen
It so utterly intense before though! This
State of love in his mind is so over-
Whelming to him…Magnificent…Powerful.
So rare. It scares him. He is afraid,
So afraid anyone will see…”
Ceres held her jaw tenderly… “A rare
Soul…he is literally seeing his true self
For what he was…is…and hopes to be…
They call it…a blessing when this
Happens…Powerfully transforming…
It’s changing him.” As she studied him
In this state, he was a prisoner too…
She felt so powerfully moved by the
Depths of his sincerity…It was
Magical to her…Not what she
Expected…Still…

Varence watched her closely, she seemed
Almost nervous. “What is it?”

“You said in his life…he remained to
This love for this Jansen?” She asked.

“Yes.” Varence answered.

“And he never fathered children, not
Ever?” She asked…sadly.

“No.” Varence told her… “He was…
Devoted.”

Ceres nodded quietly…then withdrew
A small syringe-like vial from her
Pocket…Then gently raised it to the
Back of Hollis’s neck…pressed it to
The base of his skull and took the
Sample intended.

“What are you doing?” Varence asked
In shock.

Hollis flinched, touched the back of his
Neck.

Ceres then slowly held the syringe-like
Vial up, studying it carefully with a
Smile. “What am I doing?” She smiled.
“Bursting a Quantum Singularity
In time…” She smiled widely.

Varence’s eyes went wild, wide…His mind
Raced…then he saw it. “That’s Brilliant!”

She nodded… “Truly a powerful, unique idea.”

“That’s what this was about?” Varence asked
With awe.

Ceres smiled, then put the vial in her pocket…
Still watching Hollis as she moved beside
Varence… “In part.” She truly was mesmerized
By Hollis, his emotions… “Such a rare thing…
To be transformed…by a reflection of
The true self…by love…it is a rare
Gift…”

Varence watched her, then Hollis. “But surely
Others have been changed this way…
Why him?”

Ceres sighed a laugh as she looked at Varence…
“Because he was the beginning…Can’t you
See? As I told you before…to see it…
He was the beginning…of the Adams.”

“Ah.” Varence nodded, seeing the masterful
Formula the assembly must have strategized.
“To burst the bubble…Something from
The start must be…re-introduced…But
How will you do this?”

Ceres only smiled silently. “I…we, need to
Review some other things…”

Varence was catching on… “Jansen then?”
He briefly eyed the others. “But what of
Them, the other men…The commander?”

Ceres quickly scanned the man… “He is a
Scoundrel in disguise. I don’t need to look
In his eyes.” She did briefly turn to a
Nearby crewman at his station, the com
System. She peered into his eyes without
Him seeing. “And this one…as I suspected
Is like the others…Full of programming…
Duty…Protocol…and personal satisfaction
Only…He lacks depth, and the will to
Think beyond it…in many ways a drone…
He will never break the chains of slavery…
Like so many…” She turned to Varence. “Now,
Do you see? The limits…They work…and
They fantasize of self satisfaction…
The slave mind.”

Varence nodded. “Yes, well…that is common
Everywhere…on the ship…the world we
Watch…among other places.”

“Let us go…” She pointed… “It’s disappointing
Seeing so much…lesser graces…”

Varence led her back to the lift where
They descended to the deck where he remembered
Finding the greenhouses and the science
Teams; his memory was fantastic for the
Ages. Soon they had come to the lower level…
But when the doors opened they were struck
By the powerful aroma of greenery…Ceres
Sighed with relief. “Finally a more pleasing
Scent! More appealing than that of sweat,
Grease and chemicals…it’s almost a drug
To the senses.”

But as they walked on they passed a
Commons area…of open space, tables, chairs…
Recreation…some form of cafeteria. There,
They found quite a number of men of
All types…ages, builds—from lean and
Fit to thickly muscled. They laughed loud
And seemed to be at some nasty game
Of teasing…The bigger ones, brute miners…
Pawing and knocking down the smaller
Men for fun…

Ceres watched the bullying and cringed. “These
Giant idiots…are they like the ones that
Managed by some miracle to survive to
The ground…before the Lion Men finally,
Justly bit their empty heads off?”

Varence nodded. “Yes…That is them…Some
Of them…I witnessed this before as well.”

She watched as the teasing turned uglier…
Building to some form of carnal game.
“Do they have any brains at all?”

Varence smirked. “They are but a product
Of their programming.”

She insisted they move on before she
Was tempted to break the rules and
Snap their beastly necks…And so they
Walked onward, unseen… “In all the years
You watched the beginning of Earth’s
Colonization, habitation of these Adams and
Eves…how long did it take them to change
And break this behavior?”

“Honestly…I cannot pin point a time.” He
Confessed. “In truth sometimes I think this
Hazing behavior of the strong dominating
The weak never left their programming…
Bullying was inherent throughout the ages…
From the time of the Ancients…as well
As after the Cataclysm and the reshaping
Of the new race into Metahumans.”

“So tell me then,” she asked, “Do you think
This behavior is a modified trait in all of
Our descendants? Did the humans that
Fell to the Empire fall influence to bullying
And self satisfaction…or do you think it
Was always there?”

“You are asking me to judge the human
Race entirely?” He laughed.

“Just tell me.”

“All that I can is this…” Varence
Confessed as they walked calmly on… “From
What I’ve seen…The Eves of Earth, in
The beginning were formidable…strong, they
Were not bullied…in fact they were highly
Trained in combat and if anything bullied
These men…”

“Such is the way of the Draconian Matriarch
Society…” She added… “Strong females…cold,
Aggressive…But the human race?”

“You know as well as I do,” Varence said,
“That the beginning of all pitfalls of any
Race…starts when prejudice is born…
Single sex environments encourage this…
Once a race separates the sexes and treats
Them differently it is doomed for endless
Further prejudices…Early human worlds
Such as the Sava, were NOT like that…
Slavery did that…separated the sexes…
Then condemned humanities causes
And virtue…Was it in our nature? It’s
Everywhere…Once poisonous thinking is
Introduced…it is difficult to overcome.”

Ceres laughed. “Which is why so many
Avoid the Earth! Poison spreads too easily.”

Varence laughed… “You have been following
The current Pleidian caste system…That’s
Why non-intervention practices spare them…”

She rolled her eyes. “Tellus would shock
So many worlds!” She laughed.

They reached the larger greenhouse bays…
This area was much quieter…The
Ceilings rose higher to accommodate an
Abundance of plant life in the arboretums;
No doubt to enrich the ship’s oxygen supply.
They paused as they reached a screened
Platform that overlooked a vast area of
Vigorously controlled tree and plant life…
A time-space garden world for such a cold
Steel heartless looking ship.

“Marvelous.” Ceres complimented of the
Sight. “Finally something of note.”

Varence scanned the arena…gardened rows
Of vegetation spread left and right. There
Men in over-worn aged uniforms
Scattered in small teams tending the plants
With water and fertilizers…He scanned for
Familiar faces… “There!” He pointed to a
Small cluster of men to the far right. “Do
You see the taller curly-haired blond, broader
Built man? The one who stands out
Among them? THAT one is Jonath…” Then
He nodded to the two beside him… “And
That one to the right beside him is
Jansen…do you see how he stays so
Close to him? Janeth is to the left.”

Ceres nodded as they headed for the
Small distant group, all the while studying
The men. “Jansen does have a sweet face…
As does Jonath…Something about them
Though…so alike…like brothers…”

As they neared the men, Jonath startled
Them by suddenly walking straight
For them carrying a flat of seedlings…
Ceres eagerly raced to meet the man’s
Face…It was always about looking
Deeply into their eyes, this manner of
Eye contact told so much to them; even
To this day…Eye contact betrayed all
Secrets to the prudent seer…After all
It is one of the powerful senses; one easily
Manipulated and tempted as well.

Jonath stopped at a readied space
For planting, Ceres immediately lunged to
Stare into his eyes like a predator…
As Varence casually scanned the arena
With his pocket device.

“I don’t understand.” She said. “You said…
Clearly he has strong feelings for this Jansen,
But…his mind?”

“What is it?” Varence asked.

“It is not like Hollis.” She informed him
As she withdrew her examination of
His eyes. “There is something else…A
Desire…almost programmed…a yearning
To love…I don’t know…There is devotion,
But it’s different…Almost like a
Family bond…Scan his DNA please?”

Varence immediately took readings on his pocket
Toy.

Ceres theorized ideas. “Can you scan Jansen
There from this distance?”

Varence followed her request…and
Was shocked at what he found. “They
Are in fact…related…I believe shared
Parent hosts were used.”

Ceres nodded. “I suspected.”

Ceres began to aim her mind to
Jansen when suddenly a very loud
Gentle alarm sounded…Then all the
Men kindly settled whatever they
Were working on down, and immediately
Filed out of the greenhouse area,
Including Jansen and Jonath.

“Now what is this?” She asked.

“Work shifts are over.” He told her as
They stood still watching. “They are no
Doubt heading for their quarters…”

“I need to study him.” Ceres nodded.

“Just wait…give them a moment.” He
Said calmly. “I know where they are
Going…Follow me.”

They then followed Jansen like two silent
Stalking predators. He walked kindly,
Jansen’s entire manner was so humble…
“They all move so strangely to the
Sound of the alarm…You can sense the
Relief!”

“The slave day ends.” Varence laughed. “You
Really are not familiar with this?”

She paused to his question as the men
Around them filed quickly out…
“What do you mean?”

“Their work day ends…They are eager
To retire to recreation.” He told her,
Amused by her lack of knowing.
“That’s how it is…was…and is still…They
Know nothing different.”

“That’s awful!” She said.

Varence smiled. “One day they will…And
Believe me…massive changes will occur…
And the wheels will turn in an entirely
New direction!”

She struggled to see his point. “Hurry now,
Take me to Jansen’s quarters…I need
To see something.”

Varence took his time guiding her…deliberately,
Knowing full well what they would
Encounter…and he wanted to avoid her
Response…

They passed more crew areas…All the men
Were eagerly retreating from stations, there
Was no hesitation. They found a new
Secondary lift…Then Varence slowly
Took her to the crews’ living quarters…a
Deck of rows and rows of modestly
Sized rooms…where off duty living was
Barely tolerable…The ship was designed
That way…To encourage off duty
Activities to be as boring as possible…

At the far end were the Officer’s quarters…
Where there were larger rooms…and
More rewarding accommodations…The
Benefits of superiority!
It hadn’t taken long…but when they arrived
There was a strange silence in the air…
Hollis’s door…

Ceres pointed, “Is this the one?”

He gestured for her to wait, “Allow me to
Go first.”

“Why?”

“Just allow me, please.” He said.

She eyed him curiously, he clearly knew
Something…he even seemed to laugh…
Secretively.

They moved through the door, phasing
Through it like ghosts; a concentrated
Skill of the astral crystals…Inside the
Doorway he held out his hand for her
To stay behind him as he saw what he
Thought he would…
Hollis and Jansen were lying in the bed
Together talking…
Ceres studied the two…sensing how they
Must have eagerly wanted to be together
This way. She was taken aback. “They
Just got off duty…and they’re in bed
So soon?”

Varence laughed to her. “Ah, it is but
The love you so admired.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” She scoffed. “So fast?
Look at them,” she said of the two, “They
Are just lying there talking…they could
Not have done anything.”

Varence laughed. “You really need to watch
Something other than animals, Ceres…if
Only for a little while.”

Hollis lay beneath a blanket…The bed
But a few feet away to his invisible guests…
His mind lost to a world of smiles and
Contentment…he truly just loved being
With Jansen…Truth be told they had not
Done anything, despite Varence’s suggestion…
It had become common practice for
Hollis and Jansen…After work, to simply
Undress and lay in bed and talk…and
Talk…
Jansen was beside him…content with
His companion…But Hollis was silent, he’
Just laid there smiling, stroking Jansen’s
Hair…
“You have the biggest smile on your face.”
Jansen laughed as he watched Hollis. “You
Keep doing that…Every day now…You say
Less and less and only smile more…
Talk to me…Tell me what you are thinking.”

Hollis only laughed. “No.”

“No?”

“I want to make you guess.” Hollis
Laughed and smiled.

“Is this some new game of yours?” Jansen
Laughed as he climbed out of bed to get
A drink…adjusting his shorts…

“Where are you going?” Hollis tried to grab
Him.

“I’m thirsty.” Jansen said as he laughed and
Pulled away…started to walk across the
Room…And then…froze…turned and looked
At the doorway…directly at the
Invisible guests…he saw nothing…and
Yet…silence…His mind moved mysteriously…
“Ceres?” He asked. “Is there a Ceres
In the crew?”

“What?” Hollis laughed.

Ceres jaw dropped. Varence’s eyes went wide.
“He said my name!” She exclaimed.

“That’s impossible!” Varence immediately
Scanned Jansen with his device.

“How could he know my name?” Ceres panicked.

“There is no psychic activity.” Varence panicked.
“Do not move at all!”

“The crew,” Jansen asked, puzzled, “Is
There a Ceres?”

“Cres?” Hollis struggled with the name.

“Ceres.” Jansen corrected.

Hollis thought for a second, he knew almost
All the names…yet it was a crew of 10,000…
“That’s a strange name…I don’t think so?”

“How could he know my name?” Ceres asked,
Stepping back closer to Varence’s side… “I’ve
Never been here before…this ship was ages
Before me…even two days before you arrived?
I’ve never said my name to anyone…other
Than you?”

Varence continued scanning him… “Nothing…
Nothing but the standard brain activity…
The programming should block all psychic
Response…Usually.”

Jansen remained fixated at the doorway…staring
At the empty space…He could swear
Something…was there?

“What are you looking at?” Hollis asked,
Sitting up in bed with concern watching him…

“Nothing.” Jansen said. “Something. I don’t know?”

“What?” Hollis was confused.

“This makes no sense.” Varence fell to intense
Thinking…he saw, understood no reason to it…

“Talk to him…” Ceres suggested Varence try…

“Talk to him?” Jansen repeated the mysterious
Words.

Ceres gasped…Varence’s eyes bulged.

“Talk to who?” Hollis asked. “Talk to me?”

“Talk to him.” Jansen only said with
Strained confusion… “A voice said…Talk to him…”

“What?” Hollis struggled with his words.

Varence pulled Ceres by the wrist closer to
His side. “I don’t like this.”

“How could he hear me?” Ceres asked, growing
Nervous…

“Hear you?” Jansen again grabbed the words.

“Who…Me?” Hollis asked…

Silence…tension filled the air…Varence slid
His hand over Ceres’s mouth, quite a joy to cover
It for him honestly, then whispered, “Don’t
Speak!” They watched the two men
Desperately…watching…sensing for a clue
As to what was happening…

Jansen said nothing but stared hard at
The doorway.

Hollis stood and went to his partner’s side…
Studying his face… “What is it?”

Jansen shook his head… “Something…
I don’t know.” He grew scared.

Hollis touched his shoulder… “You’re cold…”

Jansen took a step towards the doorway…
Varence immediately pulled himself and Ceres
A step back…then Jansen took another
Step…And Varence did the same…

Finally Ceres yanked Varence’s hand from her
Face and snapped, “Will you please stop covering
My mouth!”

“Covering your mouth?” Jansen asked.

“Covering my mouth?” Hollis asked confused.

Varence and Ceres simultaneously eyed Jansen
With wild wide eyes. “He hears you!” Varence’
Had to confess, “He clearly hears your voice!”

“But how could he?” Ceres fought the obvious…
“He can’t see us…I haven’t looked into
His eyes…”

“Looked into my eyes?” Jansen said the
Words seriously… “See…us?”

“Who are you talking to?” Hollis asked as
He followed his eyes to the doorway…then
They both stared…

“This is too much,” Varence insisted, “We have
To go…we have to go now!”

Jansen furiously studied the doorway…There
Was nothing there! “I heard no words…But
I said the words…My ears didn’t hear the
Words…something else did.”

Hollis was completely lost. “What?”

Ceres held the moment…suspended in time…
Watched Jansen’s face…then struggled to see
Into his eyes from where she stood…a depth…
A clue…reasons…What was inside him? He was
Different…but why? How? His face echoed
Some clue…his voice echoed some clue…
In all that he was, as he stood there…echoed
Some clue…Then she dared speak again.
“Say my name…”

A drawn out pause…Jansen struggled
Hard with words…thinking he never knew.
“Ceres.”

“Ceres, who?” Hollis asked.

It was too much, Varence grabbed her hand
And pulled them backwards into the hallway…
Where, seemingly safe outside…they could
Speak… “Have you lost your mind? Risking
Some alteration to his thinking?! He never
Uttered your name in all the time, the ages
That I watched the Earth!”

“It is impossible!” Ceres insisted.

Varence frowned. “Is your wit and reason
Suffering some loss?” He laughed. “He said it!”

“But I’ve done nothing!” Ceres could not
Understand… “It makes no sense!” She
Struggled to think… “Time…has it begun?
I’ve but only taken the sample of Hollis to
Take back…Your memories…have they changed?”

Varence wondered on her question… “No…
Everything remains the same?”

Then the door opened and Jansen charged
Out into the hallway…urgently searching
For an explanation… “Is someone there?”

Varence pulled Ceres away… “We are leaving!
Try to control your mouth for the sake of
Time and reason until we are from his ears!”

Furiously she gave in and then followed
Varence to the end of the hallway…turning
Back once…to see Jansen’s face. What
Was happening? Then they turned the
Corner and vanished away from the
Scene…where she found her anger
In return for Varence’s abrupt hands on her mouth.
“You enjoyed that far too much!” She
Spat.

“What?” He asked, guiding them
In the direction of the lift…

“Covering my mouth shut!” She said.

“A long overdue moment,” he mumbled,
“A rare opportunity for necessity and desire.”

“What?” She nearly screamed…

Suddenly they were startled by two crewmen
That appeared…exiting the lift right in
Front of them…They were pawing at
Each other with such a craze…it shocked
Them both…
Varence maneuvered to guide around
The hormonal couple…but Ceres halted
With a groan. “Oh, I just can’t see this now!
It’s too much!” She froze, focused her
Thoughts upon the two men…then suddenly
They fell to the ground…asleep.

“How magnificent!” Varence was appalled.
“We just fought the risk of a time line
Violation…and you…from faulted impatience
Seize yet another chance to push chances…
To render a pairing couple…asleep?!”

Ceres froze, scowled and arched her brow
Sarcastically… “They will hardly know the
Difference…a fantasy in sleep or awake…
Either way the climax would have
Brought the same end…If anything
Sleep and a brief indulgent dream would
Have rewarded their satisfaction more.”

Varence shook his head. “You really amaze
Me sometimes…with your conclusions!”

“I merely act more quickly.” She insisted,
Gesturing for them to move on. “And there
Is nothing wrong with my deductions…
You’re the one who draws things out
More…in riddles…endless wordy tales…
Like those two men right there…too
Much time spent for a moment…granted
For the ego…”

“Must you ridicule everything?” He asked
As they entered the lift, the doors shut and
He eyed her with a smirk.

“Ridicule?” Ceres laughed. “Must you judge
Everything I say or do? Spare the time to
Say your words more silently…and I will
Greatly respect your mind more.”

He shook his head. “Forgive me for speaking…
Oh enchanted one…My grace, my guide,
My lady…Where to now…The decks
Of an orgy? Would you like to put the
Whole crew asleep…or rather return to
Hollis and Jansen to corrupt their future
Lives with a few vague words?”

She grew angry and hit a button randomly
To move the lift… “Stop criticizing my actions.
We have purpose here.”

“Oh indeed we do.” Varence spat, standing tall
And flexing wide… “A wayward journey
Back in time…for a view of a pair of
Lovers that caught your interest from
My story…my work…my experience…
My position…without a choice mind you.”

“My, my, my…” She said sarcastically…
“Of course the great thinker it’s all
About you and what things your eyes
Put their stamp on…You are just so
Bitter you have no say in what
Happens here…put your hands on my
Mouth again…and trust me I will give
You a memory you won’t forget.”

“We had to leave…” Varence insisted AGAIN…
“Jansen heard YOUR voice…”

“And now I will never know why or how!”
She spat. “Has your memory changed?”

“No.” He said.

“Oh to put better things there I dare to dream!”
She told him flat. “Then history might
Be more forgiving.”

The lift stopped short…upon a deck where
A crewman requested it…They froze…
As if afraid to be heard now…when a
Strange scent filled the air…Ceres caught
The scent and quickly raced outside the
Lift…Varence followed…before the doors shut.

“What are doing now?” He asked with
Irritation.

Her eyes mad with new notions…resuming her
Minded mission, she ignored him and
Walked down the long, tall dimly lit hall.

“Well?” Varence asked. “Are you going
To tell me…or shall I—“
He froze, looked around…Then realized
Where they were… “This is the deck of
The Lion Men!”

She stopped…then turned to him and smiled.

“I knew it!” Varence shouted and
Pointed. “This was your intended plan
All along!”

She only smiled silently.

He raced up to her, standing closely to her
Face. “Ceres, you cannot do this…
Those Lion Men…It will change the
Course of events! You cannot change
The past!”

“I am not here to change the past.”
She very calmly told him. “I am here
To send a message to a distant future…
That’s part of the plan to burst the
Time bubble…hidden in time…
Like a clock they cannot see or deny…
It is the only way…it must be…”

Varence became hesitant, cold…abrasive.
“What exactly are we heading into? What
Aren’t you telling me?”

Ceres held her stance strongly… “He that
Knows time so well is asking me now…
About time? About chances? About
Why I’m here…About what’s
To come? FINE…I will tell you then
Master storyteller…The clues have
Been but so obviously, carefully placed
Everywhere…In this Leo that comes…
For those that so boldly wait…or badly
Rather…Things are going to explode…
It’s not a good time to get angry…
But for those patient and true of
Heart…pleasant surprises will keep
Coming…They were chosen…
Those that didn’t make the cut will
Fall off…And the rest will show their
True colors…How’s that?”

He swallowed…As they stared each other
Down…Now it was a matter of who knew
More…Wasn’t it always?

Valiant

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*SONG* “Believe” by 2002
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-msdaMuQbg8&list=RD-msdaMuQbg8

“It was but the beginning…
From the simple nothings of a primitive
World of nature’s giants…plants, animals,
To the chance meeting turned furious
Battle of two long space held slave ships…
Or was it destiny?
The slaves of the Empire…
The Adams and the Eves of long lost
Conquered human worlds…
The men and women who had never seen
Each other’s gender before…to come together
On a virgin world…Terra formed…Earth…
Trapped, crashed upon it…to inevitably
Colonize it…reshape it…
A Garden of Eden for a new human race…”

“My Heavens,” Ceres said rolling her eyes,
Twisting a lock of her golden hair around
Her finger… “Are your words ever abbreviated?
To the point? So wordy…Just get on with
The next part please.”

“I was getting there,” Varence attested as
He sat beside her patiently…his hands
Gesturing the magnitude of his words
Dramatically… “Patience…”

“He speaks,” Ceres said pointing to the
Notebook, “Telling the story…drawing you in…
Knowing I was but utterly fascinated by
It…and yet each opening of our posts
Must be some magnificent wordy opening.
Just say it. Tell me the key points…I’ve
Spent enough years with your word games…
Just say it will you.”

I had to smile with an arched brow!

“Fine,” he said, “Ask me then…What—“

“What became of Jansen, Hollis, Sara, Jonath
And the others?” Ceres asked…She pointed
To the notebook. “They clearly can refer
Back to details where you abruptly ended
The last part…continue will you.”

“Abruptly ended?” He scowled. “Such things
Must be told carefully…The details could have
Gone forever…”

She groaned. “Varence!”

“Perhaps we should inform them of the
Immediate changes to this address and
Storytelling.” He said pointing to the notebook…
Smiling, tilting his head…

She rolled her eyes again…

He politely nodded to me, the notebook…
“There have been some changes here…since
A few…unexpected effects…shook our…
Assembly.”

“Just tell them.” She said.

“The vote was to let Ceres speak on
Behalf of her sisters,” Varence said,
“And myself of course…Resuming our
Roles as was held with the Bell Tolls…
That we should continue as before…
As it was more…” He looked at her
For approving words… “Successful?”

She groaned at him, then turned to
Me sharply with a mischievous smile
And waved at the notebook, “Hello
Great thinkers of Earth…Yes, I shall
Be speaking from now on…”

I had to laugh…I had wondered…

“It was for your benefit mostly,” Varence
Nodded to me… “Since we are the most familiar
With…everything…”

“He had no objections what-so-ever,” Ceres
Said tilting her head oddly at him, “In fact
His glee was quite obvious…”

Varence tilted his head similarly towards her.
“Ah and the readers should but pray
For her ever kind and cheerful words
Of praise…”

“I have said nothing rude!” She attested…

“Nor kind either.” Varence said with eyes
Wandering sarcastically…

“May we continue with the story now?”
She asked…

“Forgive me,” he nodded, “What was it
You wanted to know about your Jansen
And Hollis…or did Sara catch your mind
As well? Jonath? Nira was involved as well
You remember…”

“What are you insinuating?”

“What details do you wish to know?” He asked.
“How they managed this group? Copulation?”

Her jaw dropped so fast. “You are utterly
Revolting!” Ceres exclaimed. “I was not
Speaking in that sense…”

“Intercourse?” He sarcastically, if but
Foolishly corrected.

“You are despicable!” Ceres shouted, nearly
Losing her manner; she really appeared as
Though she would hit him. “The way your
Mind works…to have them think I
Wonder in such ways. NO! I was not
Speaking of such things! YOU are the one
Who studied that part no doubt, I was—“

“Ah yes, of course…The love.” Varence
Quickly replied. “How they loved one another…
Or managed to…in such a group…”

She sighed, staring upwards, seeming to
Pray for virtuous strength to withstand him.
“Yes.” Ceres simply agreed.

“Well,” Varence said calmly… “As the story
Goes…They all did sincerely grow to love
One another…but not as an entire
Group…it was more fragmented…But this
Happened the same way for many, many
Of the Adams and Eves…for generations…”

“Really?” Ceres was intrigued. “How?”

“Well,” he explained, “You see…As I said
Earlier…as I studied on the Adam ship…
Hollis and Jansen were the key players
I believe…Without them, I wonder if it
Would have ever worked at all…
Hollis, the former wild playboy…was in
Fact completely, deeply in love with Jansen…
That only grew…it never changed…
In fact once they were reunited their
Bond became admirably strong…even
Inspirational to the others…
I believe it even inspired many other
Unions…as the men and women really
Had no idea what to do with each other
Physically…They did however become
Completely obsessed with love…
Hollis would but hold only one in his heart,
Jansen…and would do anything for him…
In other words…Hollis never was with
Another…But he saw how his beloved
Partner was torn apart by feelings…feelings
He so deeply admired…

Jansen had feelings for Sara…Hollis accepted
It, allowed it…and though it bothered him
At times…He loved Jansen so much he
Learned to live with it for fear of losing
Him…
So it was Sara and Jansen that
Had the first children…”

“Really?” Ceres said. “That’s interesting.”

“But then Jonath was so overtaken with
Jansen also…and at times they were
Together…Again Hollis allowed it…
But then Nira and Jonath over time
Developed feelings for each other…and they
Too produced children…
So this became their family group…”

“Jansen was with them all?” Ceres was
Truly stunned.

Varence became very polite, direct. “Let me
Be clear…Because, believe me, this surprised
Me as well…It was NEVER an orgy ever…
All of it happened very slowly…very isolated
Over time…In pairs only…only in pairs…
Hollis was never with anyone else but
Jansen…
At times Jansen and Sara were together…
Sara was with Nira…
Jonath at times with Jansen…
Jonath then eventually with Nira…”

“So Hollis,” Ceres was amazed, “This former
Relentless playboy…never explored any of
This further at all?”

Varence swore to it. “I tell you…truly…Hollis
Was entirely taken over by this love for Jansen…
He must have been taken so strong…he
Never ever strayed from his devotion…it
Weighed heavily on him…and it weighed very
Heavily on Jansen, so much so it nearly
Tore him apart many times…
If anything, of all of them Jansen suffered
Tremendous guilt for the weight of the
Feelings…he had for them all…even though
It was critical glue that kept them
Together…and like I said, inspired many
Others to do the same.
This entire group dynamic of how they,
The men and women, came to understand
Each other…physically, emotionally…
Took years! Through the generations, it
Was their children…and children’s children
That ultimately set up the eventual
Monogamous relationship…
But in truth, the first people…had a
Very confused, very broad, very open
Understanding of committed relationships…
As it would be throughout history…
True one on one devoted, pair monogamy
Was rare…precious…and highly, very
Highly desired, pursued and revered among
Anything else.”

“That sounds chaotic,” Ceres said, “Even
Ridiculous.”

Varence laughed. “You should see the state
Of the world at present…relationships…
Commitment…I swear it mirrors the very
Days of the Adams and Eves on Earth…
The similarities are quite striking actually…
Almost as if in some way history is
Repeating itself…The constant quest they
Have for the concept of a soulmate, which
Varies so much within each of them…it
Is relentless…full of fantasy…And rarely
Mutual…”

“But that is like that everywhere.” Ceres
Attested… “The entire soulmate ideal…
Sought after everywhere…it knows no rules…
No bounds…success is rare…”

“Perhaps that is why this particular group
Intrigued me so…” Varence said.

Ceres nodded. “I can see that…It is interesting,
But we could discuss that on and on…”

“True.” He nodded. “This one,” he said gesturing
Towards me… “I’ve watched him for years…
You should see his experiences there…Now that
Would no doubt have you entertained.”

“Why?” Ceres asked.

“Can you please leave that for another time.”
I told them. “I would rather just stick to
The topic…You know where I stand on
That…that was established YEARS
Ago.”

“Alright.” Varence agreed. “True, the
Matter at hand…The Adams and Eves
And how they became the Ancients…

As I’ve said before…I was taken with
This particular group more than others…
And watched their descendants for generations…
It took some time…but surprisingly
It was not very long before these groups…
Became basically complex family units…
That became towns…that shaped
Great cities…

Born through these complex ideas of
How men and women should be, shaped
By love and devotion…fueled by the need
To survive…to improve…Their descendants
Had the advantage of this technology the
Adam and Eve ships left them with so that
They could build cities quicker…
And they did…such as Atlantis, the islands
Of Attan and Avalon…of Mu and
Lemuria…Arcadia…and—“

“Yes, that’s quite fascinating, but,” Ceres
Interrupted… “I’m more interested right
Now in the Hollis, Jansen, Sara bloodline…
Which land did they build?”

“Atlantis,” Varence told her… “As well as
It’s counterparts Attan…where the Temple
Of the Great Ancient Masters began…
And its mystical sibling Avalon…which
Shrouded itself into magical legend.”

“And the Lion Men?” Ceres further
Went on… “What happened to them?”

“They continued their interactions with
Humans,” Varence explained. “But very
Limited…They became more aloof…
They built their great legendary Lion
Temple…which you know survived
The cataclysm to seed Egypt where
They built that civilization around its
Remains…reshaping its ruins into
The Sphinx…
But the Lion Men only lived so
Long…at most 500 years…There were
Some hybrid offspring produced with
Eves that dwelt with the Lion Men but—“

“What did you say?” Ceres asked raising
Her hand to stop him as her brow raised
In shock… “Hybrid offspring?”

I have to note my eyes bulged also.

“Hybrid offspring.” Varence said calmly as
Though it were nothing… “Produced with
The Eves…Remember I told you earlier
The Eves were bred to be viable breeders
With any species…that is how the Empire
Made them.”

“You never told me this!” She insisted.

“You never asked.” He replied slyly.

“What happened to them?” Ceres almost
Demanded…

Varence resisted the answer… “Some
Maintained the Temple…Some helped
Forge the Ancient Masters Temple…
Some were taken when the Empire came
To conquer the planet…And some
Retreated into an…underworld…where
Some forged a Hollow Earth existence.”

“What?” Ceres was shocked.

Varence nodded to the notebook. “Most
Will not believe this though…but they
Contributed to the legends of the Cat people…”

“I never sensed this before.” She
Informed him.

“You never went into the depths of
The planet…into what lay there.” He
Told her. “So few have…They were
Extremely elusive however…One
Could not find those remains or trails
Unless they knew where to look…Over
Time however…As they were able to
Mate with humans…They became
Less cat-like, or lion-like…and more
Human in appearance.”

It appeared as though Ceres would
Actually slap him. “I cannot believe
You withheld this from me…”

“What was there to tell?” He asked…
“By the time you came they appeared
Human looking…almost completely…”

“Almost?”

“Well,” he confessed, “they did retain
Some genetic gifts…but by far they
Intermingled with the human population
By then…But anyway.” He said
Shaking his head…”We digress…I
Was to tell of the Ancients…and the
Ancient Masters.”

“Again you play mind games on me.” Ceres
Insisted impatiently… “First with Hollis and
Jansen…Now these…cat people?”

“It’s a matter of relevance.” Varence told her.

“Everything is relevant!” She declared. “Particularly
If you are saying the Lion Men had children
With human women!”

“Its not as if there were hundreds of them,
Ceres.” Varence told her. “They were a small
Part of the population.”

“That’s all you will say of this?” She was not
Happy.

“The point,” Varence explained, “Is that the
Adams and Eves built these cities…These
Fantastic cities that by far surpassed
Present Earth.

But the problem was always the dynamic,
The nature of the Adams and Eves…
The structured society…Their ideas of
True love…free love…of complex family
Units…multiple husbands…multiple wives…
Greatly contributed to the weakness of the
Civilizations of the Ancients…

They were too free in their relationships…
Too hormonal…Too corrupt…The romantic
Notions of soulmates was seriously
Misunderstood…They were too eager to love…
Or rather, copulate…what they called
Love…some would consider…an indulgent
Way of life…full of excuses…lack of
Commitment…and it was their weakness,
Their downfall…And it made them
Susceptible to all forms of impressionistic
Thinking…”

I had to laugh. “Boy…that sounds
Strangely familiar.”

“Why?” Ceres asked.

“Because,” Varence laughed, “He knows…
He hears it in my words…how history
Is repeating itself…And
When that happens…do does its
End.”

“There must be some positive aspect
To this though.” I said to him. “You
Say these Ancients built these fantastic
Cities…but were corrupt in their personal
Lives, in their multiple complex relationships…
So what good came of it then?”

“Ah,” Varence said, holding up his finger
Like some miraculous idea swept through
Him… “But that is it…That’s where
I explain how the story of origins
Did have its benefits…”

“Go on then.” Ceres said, waiting for his
Riddle-some revelation…

“As I said,” Varence went on… “It was their
Children and children’s children that made
The breakthroughs…for truly, as it has
Always been parents learn through their
Children in those…reflections of youth
And themselves of what they were, weren’t
And what to be…

Over time, the generations produced these
Marvelous children…prodigies…in their
Sciences…arts…and spirituality…children
With gifts of wisdom and discipline their
Parents lacked…

Now each of the great cities born had their
Own belief systems…but the one
Thing they shared in common was
Their child prodigies…
And this is where the Ancient Masters
Came from…over time, refining itself
Through generations…a powerful wisdom
Of accumulated knowledge grew…

Think of it as an enduring religion that
Embraced many things…science and
Spirituality…magic and logic…
Those with special gifts gathered in
These special schools that brought
All this knowledge together…First,
Each into the great cities separately.
But then, as these schools saw
They had each unique expertise
They then saw it best to come together
And make one great almighty
School…of the Masters…whose
Understanding surpassed all others…

Kings and Queens sought their counsel.
Science grew from their breakthroughs…
Very quickly what was once a concoction
Of many ideas became one formidable
Power…not to be taken lightly…
And the world grew this way…progressed…

Laws and morality became understood…
Concepts of virtue…
The Masters embraced the graces of
Humility with wisdom in pathways to
Pursue spiritual enlightenment…the
Understanding and appreciation of nature…

The school of the Masters became a
Very powerful academy…for only the best
Of the best…
Which allowed the rest of the world
The advantages of harvesting the miracles
Of this knowledge…

The cities of the ancient world then
Became more lazy, indulgent…superficial…
All the while the Masters became
Increasingly more disciplined and wise…

There was a conflict of superiority here…
As the mighty kings of
The lands proclaimed their…ruler-ship,
Or rather dictatorship…demanding
All that the Masters knew be shared
To make the world…easier…

Now this frustrated the Masters, so
They became more secretative…their
Schools more isolated from the world
That was corrupt…it was a conflict
That proved never-ending, however they
Did get along…for the sake of the
People…of the planet…

But the Masters became greater…
Not only gaining insight into higher
Spirituality…of things like ascension,
Psychic gifts…and magic…but also
The complex understanding of nature
And its complete workings…and even
More so…the great harmony of things…

It was quite a world…magnificent, majestic
The people were not filthy or slobs
Roaming in rags…Everything was
Refined…elegant…regal in culture,
Clothing…their arts…

There was no poverty or slums…no
Starving lands…All the people were
Always taken care of…and healthy…The
Masters managed this…more so than the
Politics of the age…Kings and Queens
Were but superficial icons, orators…
Technically…tools, symbols for the people
To believe in…while the Masters secretly
And truly held the power…

But the amazing thing was the Masters did
Not abuse this…if anything they truly
Wanted to protect the well-being of
The planet of nature…
It was a fascinating civilization to
Study really…perfect in many ways…

But, despite all the tremendous advancements
Of the time…There was only one thing, one
Huge mystery that always remained…
Where did they come from?
Where had these ancestral Adams and
Eves, human slaves of some elusive empire
Truly originate from?

For all their psychic gifts and divination…
None could agree on origins…

The more they sought these answers, the
More confusing it became…

In the great Temples of the Masters,
There were always those of greater
Skill…Elders…elected by their skills
Above others, chosen by the cycles of
The moon…There were always 13
Held high above the others…

And they led the way for answers, each in
Their own way…each with their own
Answers…
As with all religions…One person’s views,
Or rather visions…saw different answers…
Some communed with the entities of
Different dimensions who gave answers,
Puzzling pieces and fanciful names
Describing human origins…

But you must remember entities from
Other dimensions understand things
Differently than the physical world…
Names, events…details, stories…are but
Many things to them…They will weave
Some magical lore to entice the one
Who calls them…appealing to their ego…
To grant them a story to build them
Up rather than tell a truth…
Or rather stretch the truth into
An outlandish story so complex…
It fascinates, captivates and thus…
This way creates belief…

Now I’m not telling you this to imitate
Those things…Ceres and I, our people are
Not inter-dimensional beings. We are not
Trying to weave some new religion…
Let me make it clear…I’m telling you this
Because the Ancients…like the Adams
And Eves…The Ancient Masters…
Were just…people…that’s all, people…
And when seeking answers…please
Consider things simply this way…

In time the Masters realized they
Were being played with by these
Entities…with magical-like tales of
Human creation…
And so they resorted to science…
To find the answers…
Where did their ancestors come from?

And so…with all their knowledge…
Of science, sorcery and spirituality…
They built monuments…
Using techniques of sacred-like
Geometry…The understanding and
The power of magical lines, symbols
And shapes…combined with nature’s
Power…geography…crystals…
Astronomy…The positions of the stars,
The alignments of planets…
And erected these monolithic fantastic
Structures across the planet…
Pyramids…obelisks…circles of stones…
Powerful geometric shapes specifically
Placed and built at key locations over
Potent mineral and gem deposits
Deep within the Earth to harness
The planet’s power like a beacon…
To fortify these structures as these
Great devices…with communication,
But on a very magnificent scale…
Using the planet, entirely, itself…to
Broadcast far into space…calling out
To distant worlds…In an attempt
To find their lost human ancestors…

In effect, they were sending out a call
To the stars…Please…come find us…
Tell us who we are…Take us home…
Share your knowledge with us…
Desperately, earnestly pleading to the
Stars far away for others worlds
To answer…

That is what your present day Earth
Sciences remotely find…these ancient
Remains of structures that were in
Fact monumental communication
Devices…because the Ancients were
Calling, crying out to the stars for
Their ancestors to find them…

They even built such things on other
Planets and moons in this solar system
To aid in this distant cry, this reach…
The monuments, as you call them, on Mars?
They are remnants of this ancient
Cry to the stars…
One your people have failed to grasp…
But need to…urgently…and soon…

Because you see…there were those that
Did answer this…cry to the stars…
But the first, and most devious to
Answer…was the closest…worst…
And darkest…the Empire, which had
Enslaved their own Adams and Eves Ancestors
In the first place…One which descended
Upon and plundered this ancient
Earth cruelly and quickly…conquered it…
Harvested it…and once again reshaped
It…for it to become what you are now…

Now we have explained it to you in the
Past…The fall…The conquering of the
Ancient world that you knew…The one
Which your Bible tells as the chastisement
Cleansing to rid the Earth of the Nephilim…

There is truth to that also…but so much
Was edited out…
For at that time there was divine
Intervention taking place also…
Rebel angelic forces trying to intervene
In this conquest…Thus in the process
Falling from grace to interfere…
As the Dark Empire descended…
Fooling the ancient world with promises
Of fake treaties…pretending to be
Their friends…lost relatives from the
Stars…deceiving them with an era
Of peace and love…an era of decadent
Descent during which wild, reckless
Ways tempted the youth…and
Enticed the world, its leaders with
Deceptive tricks of technology…a
Gradual process…one they could not
Recognize because it happened
Slowly…so that none saw it as
Deceitful or dangerous…

For the threat was disguised…
As just common natural disorder…
Disobedient youth…natural disasters
Of the weather…
While in truth the planet was
Warning the people through the weather
That something was wrong…

The Ancient Masters saw this…
Tried to warn the leaders, but no
One would listen!
That the alien visitors were in fact
Diabolic…and treacherous…
That the supernatural activity was
A warning sign that Heaven was
Not happy…fallen angels…
Strange pregnancies…The Dark Kind’s
Seed implanted to prepare for the
Take over…the harvest…deceiving
The people…lying to them…
Telling them anything they wanted
To hear…
Relax, peace and love…everything
Is normal…trust the leaders to save
You…don’t worry about the weather…
Embrace all space visitors…for they
Were friends come to save them…
Take them home…Why would they
Want to hurt them? Why?

Because the people were desperate for
A new age…for answers…and blindly
Embraced any alien contact as
Salvation…

Meanwhile a war in Heaven raged
Over this, and angels fell to Earth
As demons…Why? Because Heaven
Was not to interfere in the affairs of
Mortals…The good angels tried to
Do this peacefully…while the more
Aggressive angels tried to do this by
Directly influencing this change…

Several battles on many levels were
Being fought at the time…

“It is said,” Ceres added, “that
On many worlds…conquered by
The Empire…caused this…fury in
Heaven…wars in higher dimensions
Fight over these matters…because those
That love these worlds…fight to
Save them…in the end…angels always
Fall alongside the conquering of worlds…
Thus creating new demons
With every fall…Which is why
Heavenly matters are so mysterious…
And why cataclysms attract all
Sorts of spectators from space…
In a chance to glimpse Heavenly
Intervention…and understand the
Complex aspects of super reality.”

“But,” Varence went on… “Rest
Knowing that the Dark Kind…
Dark Spirits possess…host bodies…
They don’t help…they corrupt…
The good ones as we have found…
Never speak…they offer aid in
Mysterious ways…such as gifts…like
These…lines and light that were
Placed in your head.” He pointed
To me… “You understand what
I’m telling you?”

“Why don’t they speak?” I asked…
“The one I saw, that put this in
My head…never spoke…”

“Free will, Bill.” Ceres said simply.
“They want you to figure it out
For yourself…feel it…sense it…
Understand it…not push their own
Agendas…That is the difference
Between the forces of good and dark…
See the difference?”

“This is all so complicated.” I said.

“I know,” Varence went on… “But
Listen…You see the Ancient Masters
Understood this too…They saw what
They were up against…such a
Multi-level complicated plot…
Heavenly wars to interfere?
Dark space visitors deceiving their
World…slowly corrupting it…
The lies…The confusion…The madness
It brought…No one would listen…
Because few could see the sense in
It all!

That is why they created the crystal
Skulls…13 crystal skulls…to mirror
The masters…The cycles of nature, of
The moon…crystal…forged into the
Shape of the human skull…The
Shape of the Masters’ minds! Crystal
To contain…download, store all the
Knowledge and understanding that
Only the Masters knew…so that…these
Skulls could over time…accumulate
All the knowledge they could…until
A time would come when…
The skulls gained enough information
To fight the darkness…
To protect the planet…
To rise…and deliver upon the
World something new…
And powerful enough to defeat
Any enemy…”

We believe…that time has come now…
That is why we watched the Earth…
For if the skulls…something no
Other world ever had.
Could awaken, and rise and defeat
The universe’s greatest enemy…
Can’t you see how important that
Would be? To the Watchers…to Tellus…
To all allied worlds!”

“It’s invaluable.” Ceres praised. “Our
Greatest hope…”

“The soul ships,” I said to them,
“That’s why they…studied certain
Bloodlines…certain families…waiting
For the generation that would come…
That could activate…This massed
Knowledge within the crystal skulls?”

Varence and Ceres looked at each
Other, quietly, humbly…then to me. “Yes.”

“The 5?” I asked. “The Great Hall…
The project…The 9 worlds…all those
People…The other groups?”

“Yes.” Varence said.

“You’re scaring the hell out of me you know.”
I told them. “That’s too much…”

“There’s nothing to be afraid of when
We work together.” Ceres said.

“Just remember what I said.” Varence
Said. “About what to watch for…who
To trust…When to keep your mouth
Shut…and what directions to follow.”

Ceres appeared irked and turned to him.
“Oh yes, appear to have all the answers…
The Great Thinker…it’s more than that…
After telling that story…from before…
And the ancient monuments the Masters
Built,” she pointed fast to me, “And I’m
Not talking about modern ruins like
Rome or Egypt…I’m talking about
The lost ones…the ones he’s not telling
You about…The ones your world keeps
Secret.”

“Ceres!” Varence exclaimed.

She shook her head. “Great Watcher!
I cannot believe you don’t see it!”

Varence was honestly confused. “See it?”

Vexed, she sighed then turned to me… “Can
I have your notebook a moment…I would
Like to smack him with it.”

I nearly laughed in shock.

“What?” He asked. “Why?”

“You don’t see it, do you?” Ceres asked.

“See what?” He insisted…

“And here I’ve watched the animals,
And only briefly watched, heard the
Affairs of the people of this world.” She
Shook her head, rolled her eyes.

“Ceres?”

“What we have to do.” She said.

“What we have to do?” He repeated.

“Now he’s a parrot.” Ceres laughed. “A raven’s
Teasing words repeating the voice of but
One with the sense to see!”

Varence was confused. “What are you saying?”

She paused briefly, composed herself…
“The planet is talking…has been for
Years…The crop circles…The weather…”
She pointed to me… “And now…this?”

“I am utterly at a loss for words?” He said.

“We have to go back…” Ceres told him…
“The clues are there….I have to see this…
You clearly overlooked something…”

“What?” He appeared annoyed. “Go back
Where?”

“To the Adam ship.” Ceres firmly insisted…
“The missing piece…is there…”

“You, we cannot!” Varence argued. “Ceres,
You cannot influence the past!”

She rolled her eyes. “I am not talking about
That.” She told him. “The clue we
Are missing…is on that ship! I know
It is, I can feel it!”

“What?” Varence was shocked.

“You are taking me back to that Adam
Ship,” Ceres said, pointing at him strongly,
Nothing would break her… “And you, we,
Are going back right now.”

“What?” Varence now seemed completely
Stunned, confused…almost panicked. He
Turned to me. “We need do discuss this…
We will resume this again shortly…
For now…stop writing…briefly. Please?”

Pausing per request.

Valiant

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From Brianna: Basically (wish someone takes this vid and subs it in English), Junkers (actual head of the EU) says that we have to be careful what we do because the people observing us from other planets are concerned.
He adds ” I’ve seen and heard people from other planets expressing their concern about what is going on in the EU”

Good job Vala, keep going strong, we gotta fry their brains asap!