*SONG* “Photograph” by Def Leppard
In all of history the human race has been
On this endless quest for one simple thing…
A better life.
For a time when fairness seemed easier,
That life and people were kinder…
Perhaps a silly Disney song said it best…
“In my favorite dream…everything is so delightful
No one is mean or spiteful…in my favorite dream…”
They say the middle ages were a dark age…
That people were poor and suffered and
Were ignorant…That the world was full of rulers who
Were tyrants and unjust…
So when exactly did the Dark Ages end?
When life, liberty and the pursuit of
Happiness involved the forging of a new nation
And a Declaration of Independence after
Settling a land that was already occupied
By simpler Native Americans?
It quite honestly sounds like an
Endless debate…No one will ever be
Completely happy until life is effortless
And all the answers and solutions
To every problem come freely
And every person and every nation
Becomes overtaken by one belief, one law…
Or one world order.
The stars must hold the answer…
There must be a higher power with advanced
Technology to save the world…it’s the easiest
Possible solution…Because despite the fact
That freedom exists…here and there…
The fact remains…peace is not enough
For everyone…There will always be those
That thirst for power…
And there will be no justice in this world
As long as paychecks are involved.
The only truth that will ever hold true
Is that everyone is entitled to life, liberty
And the pursuit of happiness…
Regardless of gender, race, age, religion or
But the universal laws of justice must also
Apply here…That these liberties are absolute
As long as they respect essential laws that
All life deserves…That you pursue these
Liberties without harming life.
Maybe the only path to accomplish this
Monumental virtuous goal is that we
Learn to accept…to disagree…to respect
Others boundaries…and never allow
Religious perceptions to limit or force laws…
Maybe the only true way to achieve
Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
Is to simply say…to each their own,
Find your own answers…
Learn to disagree peacefully…
Give everyone safe distance…
And above all protect this world and
Its nature that we live with and on
So that there is a future for all living things
With the hope that one miraculous day
Will come that everyone can simply say
I found my peace, I hope you found yours…
And that ultimately we can all find peace
Together without hurting anyone.
These words may read and sound fine
Now…But five minutes, or an hour from now
What will they mean?
Absolutely nothing…Because boredom
Is just a click away…and with that
Anarchy…and after that the mind slips
And the memory fades away…Then
Nothing matters…And the mind becomes
Hungry for something new…
The answers are so simple.
That’s why the right choices are the hardest
To make…Restlessness never ends.
The wisest accept peace…
Chaos rules the world…
Because peace is always mistaken
For boredom or stupidity.
The pen becomes the sword that
Becomes the trumpet, the call…
Then the Circle of Light comes…
Forged, built, brilliant, shining…The Circle
Showers round…but as different this
Time…Not held to some seat on a strange
Platform bridge…but to a seat before
A great Round Table…
I see them now all sitting there…
Brishan at the head, opposite me…
The assembly, all 9 sisters scattered
Around the table…There are Lion Men…
And other strange human-looking
People with various skin colors…and a
Few nondescript humanoids I can only
Describe as aliens…All are watching me…
All are wide-eyed…with eyes and faces
Of praise and curiosity…
Ceres is on my right…Varence, the left…
Everyone seems eager to speak…
Yet shy for words…I think my opening
Shocked them a bit…
Brishan was the first to speak…A strong
Yet simply kind smile spread across his face.
“I think you are more than you realize…”
He kept smiling with a pause. “How are
You?” He asked very sincerely.
“Are you really?” He asked more carefully
With more concern.
“Does it matter?” I asked looking around. “This
Is new…This is not the same room.”
“It matters.” Brishan stated with a firm
Expression. “It matters.”
“I’m just doing what I said I would do. I’m
Tired that’s all.”
Brishan frowned, then looked to Ceres. She was
Very calm but looked serious, they all did. “I
Know.” He simply said. “We moved the Circle here
Because…as Varence, our scheming friend,
Revealed to you…because this is where we
Discuss our positions, our strategies and our
Talks with you.”
“You plain it that much?”
“Words must be measured carefully for the
Right time.” Brishan explained. “Particularly
When so many minds are involved.”
“I still say we need to push the more
Serious subjects more.” Rana insisted as she
Sat to Brishan’s left, next to a young very
Handsome man who looked a lot like Varence;
This was Valerius. “You speak far too
Carefully for what is going on…just say it.”
“There are scales involved, Rana.” Brishan
Stated to her. “Not just time, but events.”
“When are there no matters to weigh?” She
Asked angrily. “This dialogue was begun to serve
A purpose…The stories to motivate. Have you
Achieved this, yes or no?”
“It is not that simple, Rana.” Kierista said
From across the table, she was so fair and beautiful.
Her demeanor was always soft and soothing. “You
Cannot simply just say things as when you
“You grant far too much consideration for
The risks involving the whole.” Rana again
Insisted. “Remember how quickly time moves
Brishan held his hand up for silence. “I will
Direct the dialogue. There will be no questions
On that again.”
“She is right, Brishan.” Ceres agreed, but with
A very kind tone. “We are pressed with time
“Exactly.” Rana said standing up and walking
Towards me, her eyes going back and forth between
Me and all those at the table. She looked ferociously
Beautiful! “We are out of time…The fact
Remains what must be said and done…must be.”
She turned fast to me. “I in no way wish to
Harm you…more so now than ever. But you
Must understand…The purpose here was and is
To motivate…We can do more…But that would
Accomplish only temporary solutions…and then the
Beast would rear its ugly head again…and again.”
“We will proceed as I said.” Brishan ordered, his
Eyes glaring over the table. “Regardless of opinions.”
There was a pause of respectful silence before he
Went on…very, very kindly. “This is our meeting
Table.” He gestured with open hands holding out
To everyone. “Yes we are pressed for time…
And we need to move along with the topics.”
“Something is not enough?”
“It’s not your words, it is not that.” Brishan
“The reactions are favorable,” Varence added,
“Just not enough.”
“I have no control over that.” I told them.
“We know that.” Brishan nodded.
‘It’s time to discuss the Box more.” Rana
“Rana…” Damara cautioned.
“We must.” Rana simply defended. “There is
No choice now.” She turned to Brishan. “He has
To open it all the way…and become what he
Was meant to become…”
There was grumbling silence as those at the
Table looked concerned, but still determined.
Brishan hesitated but went on. “There will come
A point where it will happen…and you
Will have to open it all the way.”
The idea, their words made me nervous, they
“There us no reason to be alarmed.” Kierista
Interjected with her soothing voice. “I know
It scares you…But you need to face it,
Brishan again lowered his brow, “We will
“Just what exactly are you asking?”
“In all manners and matter of what we do…
And the impatience found…” Brishan
Kindly said. “There is much to do.”
“We need to discuss the Great Hall once more.”
Brishan finally said. “It is the only way.”
“The blackouts?” I asked. “But I don’t
Remember everything from then…Only what I
“You will.” Brishan assured me. “When you start
Ceres turned to me then carefully, the concern
In her eyes, the support. “It will come to you
When you start writing…just as it always does.
The silence of your mind will allow the Box to open
And the words and memory will come.”
I was confused, but there was some sense
In their words somewhere. “There is so much
That I do not remember…The blackouts
When I was little…11 years old.”
“Focus on the dream.” Varence instructed. “The
Memory is there…to be unlocked at the right
Rana came over to me then, kinder than she
Had ever been. “There is no time anymore.
Much has to happen…You have to reach more…
With the events to come…They’re not strong
Enough…The stories must continue if
They are to move strength into being to
Fight what’s coming. You have to remember
Now…Open the Box.”
Her eyes shimmered with a golden glow, like
A cat in the dark, but more than a cat
She had the Force of a lion in her eyes…
The Lion Men’s teachings no doubt.
All at once their presence and words
Became like a chorus of bells, of stars
Flashing in rhythm…Then the room wasn’t
There…and the words weren’t words but
Became pictures in my mind…of lines and light
Flashing, twirling, spinning words into
Images and feelings that were memories.
I thought they were daydreams…like
A fantasy painted from a song on the
Radio that made no sense. I never
Understood these mysterious dreams…
The songs did answer riddles. And the
Radio always told them at the perfect time.
It was unstoppable. Nothing could stand
In the way…and those that tried…some
Invisible force pushed them out of my life.
People, friends have thrown tantrums
Because they couldn’t get into my head…
Those attempts, I wasn’t cold hearted,
The light guarded them…An angel’s shield
Was undeniable…no agenda could break it.
The dancing lines turned like a key…and
The memory opened. Eyes to see built the
Picture…and the light carried voices and
The feelings of the memory to make it real.
The Great Hall…
In a row we sat, by our middle names
With J…But in fact for some it was their
First name…Jennifer. I remember her, I
Blocked her out. The memory…It broke when
We lost her that September…
The Great Hall…the orator had commanded
They had something to show us…
There was a blinding Flash of light on
The crowds as we sat in the seats.
The light is coming. The light is coming…
Guiding voices of these star people commanded
The orientation be put into our minds. Some
Sort of subconscious programming? An
Instantaneous education, a lifetime of experiences
And teachings to be put into the depths of
The mind in a Flash of light.
The Blinding light…Awake in a bed, in a
Room I didn’t know. There were rows
Of beds…All of us were in them, in some
Sort of blue uniform? Light blue…casual,
Comfortable, airy-like pajamas. I sat up
Slowly as if from a sleep…as did others
In the room all at the same time.
We didn’t know each other, but did. I
Looked around, they looked around…Joe, the
Big black guy was beside me on the right
“Where the hell am I?” Joe grumbled. “I
Was asleep…that place…” He looked me. “You!”
He looked at his clothes. “What is this? Am I
In a hospital? Who hit me? Who are you
To my left was the red head…Long curly
Red hair, blue eyes…Such a softness about
Her, beautiful and magical. She was right there.
“You?” She said to me.
Why did they recognize me? How could they?
I didn’t know them…did I?
Jacob was across the row from me, the Native
American…tall, strong…kind of fierce looking.
“I remember you.” He said pointing at me
As he collected himself quicker than the
Others. Jacob was sharp! “You’re the artist
Guy. You did that painting.”
“What painting?” How did they know me?
“The one with the herd of animals…Those
Red dogs, the spirits.” Jacob fought to
I hadn’t done that painting yet! “How
Could you know that? I didn’t paint anything,
I just finished that angel painting in
“Oh right.” Jacob nodded. “You dropped out of
“Huh?” How did he know that? That
Hadn’t happened yet.
“Don’t waste your time there,” Jacob said,
“You won’t learn anything.”
“Who put the blue pajamas on me?” Joe
Grumbled. “Where’s my room? I wasn’t wasted
That bad last night…I don’t remember
Any of you from any party?”
“Party?” I asked. “I don’t remember anything.”
“My head is killing me.” Jennifer said holding
Her temples. She was so sweet looking, it felt
Comforting just to have her there. “The
Light…There was a light…I remember a light…
In my bedroom…and in that place…The
Place with that city in the mountains…”
“YES!” I said. “I remember that place…The
Buildings were carved into the mountains!”
“YES! I remember that too!” Jacob said.
“I remember that too!” Julie said walking
Over…She was wearing the same blue pajamas
That we were. She grimaced at the baggy clothes.
“That place where the big talking penis
Guy took me through that garden?” Joe
Said with a bitter face. “That weird
“Talking penis guy?” Jacob asked with
“That guy with the big head!” Joe mumbled
As he gestured the shape of a huge head.
“The dude with the big head…He said
Follow me…The annoying guy with the bug eyes
That walked like he had a stick up his ass.”
“Oh you’re the one with the mouth!” Julie
Said of Joe. “I remember you. God, am I
Still dreaming? What is this a nightmare
For the insane, crude and perverse?”
“It’s a dream? This is a dream?” Jennifer
Wondered aloud looking about. “The last
Thing I remember is the clock said 11 o’clock.”
“My clock said 11 before I passed out.”
I said. “I never fall asleep that early.
“Me either.” Jacob agreed strangely noting
“Me either…” Jennifer said. “I was going to
Read this magazine article…but I passed out.”
“What is going on here?” Julie asked. “This
Is too strange…That hall…Do you remember
That hall full of people?”
“Yes!” Jacob exclaimed recalling the Great Hall.
“It was like some kind of assembly.” I said.
“That was a gathering.” Jennifer added
“Gathering?” Jacob questioned.
“I don’t know how I know that,” Jennifer
Said confused as she pulled herself to sit up.
“I just know.”
“What? Why?” Julie asked. “I don’t
Know you people…But I swear I have
To say you all look familiar.”
“You’re Jennifer.” I said pointing to her, I
Said her name and she froze wide-eyed.
‘Yes.” She stared at me intensely. “You’re
Jeff…No Bill…Jeff’s your middle name.”
“How do you know that?” I asked.
“I know Tonto over there,” Joe pointed,
“I remember you leaning in front of me…
I remember you, Bill…” He pointed to me,
Then nodded over to her, “And I remember
Mean Barbie over there. Miss California…
Stuck up…Wouldn’t let me pee.”
“Oh my God you are disgusting!” Julie
Said. “Who is torturing me here? Why am
I with you?” She folded her arms angrily
Then looked more calmly at me. “You…you
Look familiar…but different…It’s like you’re
The same, but you keep changing…your
Hair is different.”
“Barbie notices everything.” Joe laughed.
“She would notice your hair.”
“Who are you people?” I asked with
Frustration. “What is this?”
Everyone in the room began standing up and
Looking around. “This is more than a
Dream.” Jacob concluded. “This is more.”
A younger girl with brown hair came over to
Join our little group talk…She was pretty,
Even with the weird pajamas. “This mean’s
Something. You can feel it. Can’t you
“You’re thinking too much.” Joe laughed.
“That’s a problem you’ll never have.” Julie
“Hey, watch it Barbie.” Joe responded.
“I’m not in the mood.”
“What is this place?” I had to ask…
As if someone would know…
“Someone’s coming…” Jacob said with amazing
The door to the strange dorm-like room
Opened and a woman appeared, she was
Beautiful…Flawless, with deep red hair and these
Amazing sparkling sky blue eyes. She wore this
Pale blue form fitting uniform and was
Accompanied by two powerfully built blond men
With chiseled features and fierce expressions…
That were also in pale blue uniforms; somewhat
Form fitting, shiny, like polyester or something.
“Greetings everyone,” she said politely. “If you
Would all please follow me…we will begin now.”
She waved her hand for everyone to follow then
Walked out the door…as her blond companions
Waited for everyone to follow.
“Begin what?” Joe asked. “Go where? Is
She kidding? What is this?”
Everyone eyed each other curiously sharing
The same confusion. Then one of the blond
Men nodded. “Please…come this way.”
“What is with these blue pajamas people?”
Joe grumbled. “Where’s my room?”
“We should go.” Jacob suggested.
“What are you,” Joe cackled, “the boss?”
“Aren’t you curious?” Jacob asked as
He led the way.
“Do we have a choice?” Julie doubted.
So everyone followed…We were led to a room
Full of tables in rows like a classroom…
Tables with two seats each, for pairs.
There were about 2 dozen of us that
Filed into the room. Everyone appeared to be
About the same age…ranging in ages from
About 18 to 25. There was a moderate mix
Of races…white, black, Asian, Native American
And Latino. I could not tell for sure if they
Were all from the Great Hall…I hadn’t seen
Every face…but the general feeling was that they
Were, they must have been. Everyone was
Mild mannered and quiet…aside for Joe. He
Was by far the biggest, and seemed to
Constantly comment on everything, I thought
It was funny.
The woman immediately went to the front of
The room as a teacher would and stood there
Smiling pleasantly. “Please take a seat
We did as she asked. I sat at the very back…
“I’m sitting with you.” Joe said fast as he
Sat beside me. “There’s too many short people
In here. It feels like I’m surrounded by
Smurfs, everyone’s in blue. I swear the short
People are taking over man.”
I just laughed, he was funny! “OK.”
Julie and Jennifer sat at the table in
Front of us…Jacob was at the table to
My left…He sat with the same pretty girl that
Appeared Latino…No one spoke aside from
“Is this a classroom?” He bellowed then
Whispered to me. “I’m having a nightmare…
I cut class to go to a bar and I’m feeling
Guilty. I hate this.”
‘Yes.” The woman answered taking a
Step towards the middle of the room…She
Focused on us in the back…my table with
Joe…Jennifer and Julie…and Jacob. You
Could feel it…She was keenly focusing to
Gain our attention. “This is the best way to
“Reach me?” Joe repeated. “You’re standing
Right there, what do you want to touch
Me for, what did I do?”
“Would you just listen,” Julie said to him
With a half whisper. “She doesn’t mean that.
How dumb are you?”
“Hey, Barbie’s talking out of turn!” Joe
Snapped. “She didn’t raise her hand!”
“UGH!” Julie groaned.
“What are you people?” Jacob asked her. He
Spoke the questions on everyone’s minds.
“This is more than a dream.”
“Yes, it is.” She explained, always smiling.
“You all remember now…You are recalling
The Great Hall?” She looked around sensing
Our thoughts…She knew everyone this way.
She was telepathic…You could feel it, I did.
Your head tingled when she looked at you,
Like a smile filled your mind, and you
Simply knew. It was a very comforting feeling.
“We brought you here to learn…as we do.
What you see…right here…is what you
Would call a classroom as you know, but
This is how we learn.”
“I don’t see any blackboards?” Joe asked.
She stepped closer to our table, still smiling.
Boy she seemed like a very happy person.
Balanced, content, highly focused. “We don’t
Use those. We don’t need them. When you
Need to write, you will write on the table…
It will appear for you, and we will see it.”
“Huh?” Joe wondered with a scowl.
“This is a classroom?” Jacob asked. “You
Are giving us a class?”
“An education, in part yes.” She answered.
“To share as we learn…so you will understand
Us.” She nodded to Jacob. “It’s alright you
Will learn very quickly…This is a more
Advanced process…we are putting the
Knowledge directly into your mind…There will
Be less confusion this way.”
“Why are you doing this?” Jennifer asked
Her. “Why us? Why?”
“I realize you have a lot of questions, Jennifer.”
She said very politely to her. “And yes I know
Your name, we know all of your names.”
“I remember,” Jacob said recalling the
Orator’s speech from the Great Hall. “He said
Something about your greatest hope?”
“We’re running out of time.” She explained.
“We had to find the best possible candidates
To reach out to…to help us.”
“To help you with what?” Julie asked.
“To understand you.” The woman answered.
“To understand what and who you are…In the
Hopes that you can help us fight a great
Enemy. One that threatens all life…that seeks
To conquer and destroy…This universe and
Others…as well as higher dimensions.”
“What in the hell is she talking about?”
Joe barked. “This is some freaky dream crap.”
“But you are…human?” Jacob asked.
“Yes.” She answered. “Does that surprise you?”
“But you’re saying you people are aliens, right?”
“If that’s what you want to call us,” she
Answered. “Yes…We come from other worlds…
There are other humans on other worlds.
There are many races.”
“I don’t understand why.” Jacob shook his
Head. “Why this way…Us? Why us? Why
Not contact others openly…leaders? Nations?”
“You represent your world.” She smiled kindly.
“Who better to represent your world honestly
Than its people…”
“Us?” Jennifer asked.
“You were, are, part of a program we
Have been watching,” she explained, “Overseers
Began long ago…an experiment on bloodlines
And evolving humans into something else.”
“What?” Jacob asked with a scowl. “What, like
“Yes.” She said carefully. “And if we are right…
It could change everything…for us, for
Other worlds and yours…”
“But how?” Jennifer asked.
“All of you share something, a bond, unlike
Others…this makes you…different…” She said.
“We want to help that.”
“This is weird!” I said. “How to believe—“
She stepped up to me slowly, patiently,
Her eyes soft and caring. “Bill…listen…
It will take time…but it will happen…
We know this much…You,” she gestured
Around to everyone, “All are important in
This…that’s all I can say…
“They teach you wrong on your world…You
Learn the wrong way…this only makes
Things more confusing. What we are sharing
Here will help you learn more correctly…
Process more correctly…grow better…react
“So when the time comes you will know
What to do…How to change, how to grow…
How to react…and fix things…how
To reach higher aspects of your potential…
“When you are isolated you are weak…
When you connect you will be stronger…
We will show you here how to help
Conquer those limitations…To keep going…
Go farther. Don’t give up…To reach out
To others and inspire the same…
And with any hope the right ones will
Mimic it and continue the process…
“Now listen…your nature is to be
Restless…To roam, to unconsciously make
And find mischief…
There is a greater wisdom and learning
In standing still…It attracts less harmful
Think of a tree, as it grows…
When you feel trapped and have nowhere
To go…or grow…Look at a tree…
It rises…It grows upward, taller,
Stronger, mightier…it sees farther
Than those wandering around…
There is great wisdom there.”
“Yeah until someone has an ax to grind
And chops your ass down.” Joe bellowed.
“That’s why you also have to be ready to
Run when the time comes.” The woman
Said mysteriously. “Be fit in mind, body
And spirit…Be tall, and strong and
Rooted like the towering tree…But…
It must be ready to run when the time
Comes…When they come For you…
When you come together…And when
We come For you.
“This is about more than just you,
Than just the Earth…
This is about the coming millennium…
And you must be ready…
You must inspire others to be ready…
“The light is coming…
And you have to be ready to run.”
The Box turned, the lines and light
Flared, glowed and danced…
There were sounds of gears turning
Of locks opening and moving…
The music played…
I remember now.