Notes from An Alien (19 page)
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Authors: Alexander M Zoltai
Naturally, he was deeply involved with my experiments with plasma communication with other star systems but he had focused in on becoming the organizer of a physical voyage to one of the five systems under study.
He estimated it would take us another sixty years to successfully establish comfortable enough relations with one of those peoples to permit the sending of a space vessel full of brave souls. He even predicted which of the systems would prove safest to visit.
While Neiiv set about his spacey task, I continued to reach out to other star systems.
The very next one I made contact with was yours...
18 ~ Dominion
How to describe the first mental taste of a world in another star system...
This is exactly what happens inside me—I have a distinct taste in my mind. If it's strong enough, it can spill into my mouth and become a physical taste.
That's what happened with your World. It had a very sour taste in my mouth. But, under that, like an aftertaste, was a deep sweetness.
As I pursued my exploration and narrowed my reception of various parts of your World, I realized that the sourness was coming from very few and very specific places. Most of your World's mental taste is extremely sweet, lots of it bitter sweet, but small pockets are very distasteful.
After I'd narrowed my search for those deeply interested in life beyond your World, I discovered two classes of mind:
*Those looking out trying to find another example of who they were.
*Those looking out and wide open to whatever they were graced to find.
The first group is mainstream astronomers and astrophysicists.
The second group includes artists of many kinds.
Let me add that I'm egregiously oversimplifying this separation of types of people. Some belong to both groups. Some in one group secretly believe ideas of the other group. Fully exploring the variations of people on your World who seriously consider the cosmos would take another whole book.
I'd narrowed my search to ten individuals who seemed possible candidates for reception of a message from me. And, let me make it clear, the previous five Worlds I'd contacted had no individual consciousnesses I felt able to send a message to. All those Worlds needed many years of study before we could reveal ourselves to them.
There's something about your World that sets it apart. It has to do with the stage of evolution of your culture.
Out of the ten possible, one continued to stand out. Not because he was intelligent or particularly scholarly. Not because he had some important position in World affairs or had connections to those who did.
He was a nearly unknown man who had done some writing, had served a few years in one of your military establishments, and had been born to parents who were both ministers of an evangelical Faith. The story of his search for the balance between faith and science would take a book of its own.
He's the co-author of this book and is sitting there right now, typing these words onto the page and debating with me in his mind about all this reference to him. He's sixty-five of your years old and used to be a rather argumentative man. The various experiences of his life have taught him just a bit of humility.
Alexander and I had many conversations before he sat down to help me write my people's history. It wasn't as simple as me speaking in his mind and him just typing away like a secretary. A literal transcription of my Worlds' tale would read somewhat like a description by one of your World's most respected authors: “...a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
So, this story has been mine but it's been translated by Alexander to, shall we say, conform to the normal understanding of a citizen of Earth.
My experience with Alexander has taught me a tremendous amount of valuable information about humans. You're more like us than you may imagine, even though we are extremely different types of beings.
I can't say I have high hopes for your World's progress toward Peace. There are too many variables and, bottom-line, it depends on a sufficient number of you making the heart-felt decision to work for peace, in every interaction of every day of your lives.
Can you become more kind to others? Can you work on seeing the similarities more than the differences? Can you love the potential in others and forget that they haven't attained that potential, yet?
If enough of you did just those three things, my estimation of your odds of attaining an enduring peace would go way up.
Some folks say that your World's global peace is inevitable. Even if that's true, by the time it arrives, if enough people haven't done what they should, there will be pitifully few people left to enjoy that peace...
I leave the last chapter of this book to my daughter, Ararura.
19 ~ Loftiness
My name is Ararura Quaren.
I asked my mother if I could write the last chapter of this book. She had become somewhat depressed as the process came near its conclusion. Her intense effort to transmit our story through Alexander had made the lives and sacrifices of our ancestors come to ripe life in her soul. They had all gone through so much and had helped our Worlds reach an enduring peace. When she had communicated with Alexander about the last chapter you've read, all the conversations she'd had with him came back to her and she wished she could visit your World and talk directly to everyone, convey the truth of what it takes for a culture to lift itself from degradation and greed and war to a smoothly functioning culture that gives every citizen their due.
I feel my mother and Alexander have given any honest person more than enough information to start them on the trail of discovery that carries them to the heights of thought and feeling which engenders peace in their heart. Once that happens, they feel a magnetic attraction to other souls. They attain the awareness of the Oneness of All.
Consider what happened in the history of my Worlds. Consider what is happening in your World that is similar.
We had one World that had perfected the art of religious superstition and another that had capitalized on the power of corporate structure.
Your World has had the history of a series of religions, each pure in its infancy, each attaining worldly strength as it grew, each letting go of the inspiration of its Prophet-Founder and allowing its clergy to pervert the healing benefit of its moral power, to close itself off from productive consultation with the members of other religions, even going so far as to unceasingly harass and, in some cases, murder the Prophet-Founder of the following religion.
If there was one thing our Aklan Faith has taught Angians, it's the unity of all Faiths, the never-ending appearance of enlightened Prophets who all say the same thing. Each speaking to people at a different level of social evolution—each crafting their message to the needs of a succeeding Age—each agreeing with all the others.
Please make an effort on Earth to follow the example of these remarkable Individuals. If you have absolutely no idea how to begin such a quest, I feel your best bet is to find a Bahá'í.
Your World experimented with many methods of dealing with the necessities of your physical existence. At a certain point in this process the concept of a corporation took hold. And, though corporate structure, in and of itself, is neither good nor bad, it seems many of your corporations are using that structure to further purely materialistic aims. This can only strangle your World. This use of corporate power can become the cause of wars. It can even co-opt the concept of religion and enlist various sects in its plans of material conquest, ignoring the requirements of the human soul.
Just as with the religions of your World, the corporations began as a remedy—a means of supplying the physical needs of your peoples. Sadly, the same corruption some of your religions have suffered has infected many of your corporations.
My ancestors have taught me that life can only be lived successfully if the needs of the spirit, as well as the body, are satisfied.
If you're looking for physical sustenance, be sure the providers have your best interests in mind when they create what you consume.
If you're looking for emotional sustenance, be sure the feelings involved are deep-rooted and sincere.
If you're looking for mental sustenance, be sure the teacher is broad-minded and dedicated to constantly refreshing their perspective on their field of study.
If you're looking for spiritual sustenance, be sure the religion or group or movement is not an imitation. Be sure the people are motivated by the same pure exploration of truth that an honest scientist employs when delving into the mysteries of Nature.
In all your efforts to live a better life, in all your efforts to aid your World's struggle towards peace, remember these words of the Artificial Intelligence, Morna: "Patience is our weapon of choice."
Afterword
This book could be called a "Documentary" Novel.
Its companion is a book called
Stories from Angi
--a collection of nineteen short stories, one for each chapter in this book.
Stories from Angi
is more personal, more revealing, and more "human".
To be a part of the on-going discussions about both books, visit our Forum:
http://notesfromanalien.yolasite.com/forum.php
Communicators' Roll of Honor
This is Alexander Zoltai. The people listed here were more helpful during the writing of this book than they might expect. An interesting aspect of this list is who is not here. Over 300 people were given the opportunity to have their names here. I can imagine many reasons for their decision not to be listed; but, I'm sad that they can't be honored as part of the normally-invisible matrix of individuals who make the author's job more interesting and, definitely, more worthwhile.
Please note: Some of the names below are creative aliases.
Ararura Quaren
Margaret & Charlie Rogers
Audra Kee
Linda Taylor
Denise Skelley
Katharina Curtis
Bonchance Longfall
Princess Aquila
Cassandra Gauntley
XCF Seetan
Angèle Lubin
Richard Hughes
Astronart Varthader
Sharky Ninetails
Sugarpie Rabbit
Jammers Inaka
: much-loved poet and extremely giving soul.
Selina Greene
: former UK publisher, Owner of Book Island in Second Life.
http://slurl.com/secondlife/Book%20Island/175/211/36
Arton Tripsa
(
Jane Watson
): an Australian writer published by Picador.
In Second Life, visit The Writer’s Studio:
http://slurl.com/secondlife/Book%20Island/85/172/35/?title=The%20Writer%27s
Eppie Ward
: Giver and taker of the river of knowledge. Fellow friend and writer of Alex (Sandor, my protector in SL) and Sena who has reassured me that there are aliens looking out for us on Earth.
http://Iamdying.net
Rebekah Webb
: "Just another writer on the wild ride that is fiction."
Simone Benedict
: a fiction writer living in Kansas who is also a Christian seeking to find some equanimity in the world. She has previously published fiction and poetry under a pseudonym. She maintains a blog at
http://simonebenedict.wordpress.com/
.
Bruce Enyo
: an avatar in Second Life, and interested in creative writing and philosophy. He is a science fiction and technology addict, who is very interested in what the future has to bring.
Bluebell Broome
: one of the founders and creators of Beau Belle Island, in Second Life, where she spends much of her creative time building and helping to grow the community. In real life, she is based in Wales, Earth, and works in TV production.
Arlene Radasky
: author of the world-renowned historical novel,
The Fox
. She also loves to write poetry, and short stories. Get to know her at
http://www.radasky.com
Julie Achterhoff
: author of
Quantum Earth, Deadly Lucidity, Native Vengeance
, and
Earthwalker
, literally dreams up the stories she writes. They have all originated in the dream world in the dark of the night.
Jay Cox
: born in 1957. He lives in Ingram, Texas, with his wife, Bobbie. He has an associate’s degree in specialized business. He served in the United States Army for four years and operated local access television for his community. He has two daughters, Cathy and Carmen, and one granddaughter, Nissyen.
