Post by Neo Stella on May 1, 2008 16:43:56 GMT
I'm about to give a speech tonight at a story telling contest. I thought you might like to read the script:
OUT OF THIS WORLD
As I looked down at the curvature of The Earth from the spacecraft, the impact of what I had learned hit me like an asteroid striking the very planet I was observing.
Everything I believed about life had changed in these few short hours I had spent aboard this alien ship and the knowledge that had been given to me.
Who I thought I was was different now too. I knew I couldn’t go back to the life I had been living, I had a different mission now. One of education and inspiration. Part of me wanted to forget what I had learnt and go back and live in ignorance of this incredible truth. Yet I knew this was my destiny. I had been chosen.
What would you do in my shoes? You know that very soon you are to be placed back in a world that has little or no evidence of extraterrestrials, the only proof you have is your experience and who is going to believe that? Do you tell anyone? Will they think you are mad? Yet you have a duty to report to your fellow beings the truth of what you now know.
Well, here is my story:
Back in 1989 I was the subject of an alien abduction. I’d had a dream that inspired me to go to St Catherine’s Point, the Southern most tip of the Isle of Wight. Whilst there I experienced the total eclipse of the moon with no prior knowledge that it was to happen. Although there was not a cloud in the sky, lightening began striking and soon filled the sky with light.
There was a deep vibration that sounded like an electricity generator that made me feel like I was sitting on a washing machine. It was a very pleasurable experience and as it became more intense I have to say it was amongst the most satisfying moments of my life.
The next thing I knew I was lying on my back in a room that appeared to be all windows-the floor, the ceiling and the walls were all opaque and had a continuous light being thrown in from all directions.
I looked down at my body and saw that I was naked. What had happened to me? Then a voice introduced itself to me…
“Hello, my name is “O”. An explanation as to why you are here will follow”
Then silence…
I lay there wondering if this was just a dream and would I wake up soon.
“I am the creator of your world.” The voice declared in a most authoritative tone. “I came here four million of your years ago and placed the original cell for life on this most promising of planets. Within this cell was a program of beautiful simplicity called go forth and multiply that eventually became you. I am very pleased to meet you.
Silence again…
“Do you have a face?” I asked not knowing how the voice would respond.
“I have many faces and none as “I” am “O”, all things and no things. I am here to remind you of why you exist. To lead life out into the cosmos and become the creator yourself.
“O!” I declared.
“Exactly!” The voice confirmed
“In binary “O” or zero signifies no power or off and “I” or one indicates power flow or on. It is in the relationship between the two that all creation is formed. Within the original cell of life all possibilities exist and are still being expressed now. The possibility I most enjoy is the one where you become me. The “I” becomes “O” so I planted the seed for my own existence.”
“Am I anywhere now or am I only dreaming?” I asked the voice of “O”. The question had a feeling of irrelevance bearing in mind how the conversation had developed, yet the voice responded.
“You are on a spacecraft orbiting your planet. When I have finished showing you why you are here you can view for yourself.”
The next moment an image formed in front of me, that of a man holding his arm up and greeting the stars. Next to him a woman had her arm around his waist and was looking up also. The voice of “O” informed, “We always meet our destiny out amongst the stars. We are their children and we grow to become all that we can be.
The intelligence that understands and creates is within you and will be expressed as the story unfolds. You make a difference. You lay the foundations for the generations ahead that become me…the intelligence to understand the eternal question of existence… WHY? Because we can…”
Historical images began forming before my eyes showing connections and reasons for certain things happening and little by little I had a sense of purpose within the context of everything happening for a reason.
I asked a question, “So, you are here at this moment to play the part in my story that ensures that you exist?” “O” sighed a long satisfying sigh.
“You reached this conclusion far quicker than I expected which proves to me I am getting better at this world creating business. I have great hopes for you son of sons. Be all that you can be.”
The next image formed slowly out of a cloud showing people engaging in activities that could only be described as creative pursuits, building, supporting, enhancing, communicating and lifting morale and belief in the positive elements of human nature. Drawing on the lessons of the past and laying foundations for a future of unlimited expression.
“Is it really possible given the bloody and barbaric past and what is happening around the world today to realise this utopian vision?” I asked with scepticism laced throughout my voice.
“The power of your belief and how you communicate it will ensure that future generations will believe in themselves and empower them to become the stewards of life and its expansive tendency. Go forth and multiply unending…”
One of the walls began to peel back and a small darkened room appeared in an alcove with a sofa in the middle. A couple that looked in their mid-twenties were seated arm in arm smiling at me as I rose to my feet. They both stood and the man introduced himself.
“Hello, my name is ‘Waz’. This is my partner ‘May B’. We are here to show you the past and the future and give you the keys to change it all. For the next few hours I was treated to a show that included all the highlights of history from the beginning of time through to the population of the entire galaxy and beyond. The original features of humankind were only retained as a novelty, for consciousness had a desire to be expressed in countless different forms.
“Waz” and “May B” seemed very happy so I asked them what the source of their happiness was and they responded almost in unison, “Being allowed to choose ourselves brings the greatest harmony we enjoy, we dream, we wish and we let go…”
They said goodbye and left me sitting on the sofa contemplating the knowledge I had just absorbed. The voice of “O” sounded again, “Would you like to see the world you were born into?”
“I certainly would!” I exclaimed.
The far wall began peeling back like the covers of a bed and the sight that greeted me drew my breath away. Before me a beautiful, fertile planet stretched from left to right in a long curve. We were above Africa and I could see The Rift Valley of Ethiopia.
“O” narrated. “In front of you is where the journey of what you would call modern humans began. It was written in the original DNA that at some point life could be expressed in this way. Five million years later humans now have the ability to re-write the program themselves and so begins the developing process of expansion beyond just this world. This period of early twenty-first century is probably the most exciting time of all, the point when we began to realise who we truly were…the creators of our own destiny.”
“I am going to place you back down to Earth now to continue your story. How are you going to tell it?”
“Well, I’m not sure. I’ll find a way.”
“O” continued, “You will remember this only as a dream. This dream will always inspire you throughout your life enabling you to play your part in the unfolding drama of life reaching out to the stars…
With that I lost consciousness. The next thing I remember was waking up on my dad’s sofa. What an incredible dream! Or was it? It was so real I wasn’t sure.
Well’ I’ve been a member of a speakers club now for almost three years and each year there is a contest called “The Pint Pot of Fire” I decided I would finally tell the story there to see what reaction I get. If it’s positive then perhaps I’ll take it to a wider audience. After all, if it is a true story then the world deserves to know it happened. If it is a figment of my imagination then what harm can it do telling such a yarn?
So I leave it up to you to decide whether this is a true story or something I dreamed up…
OUT OF THIS WORLD
As I looked down at the curvature of The Earth from the spacecraft, the impact of what I had learned hit me like an asteroid striking the very planet I was observing.
Everything I believed about life had changed in these few short hours I had spent aboard this alien ship and the knowledge that had been given to me.
Who I thought I was was different now too. I knew I couldn’t go back to the life I had been living, I had a different mission now. One of education and inspiration. Part of me wanted to forget what I had learnt and go back and live in ignorance of this incredible truth. Yet I knew this was my destiny. I had been chosen.
What would you do in my shoes? You know that very soon you are to be placed back in a world that has little or no evidence of extraterrestrials, the only proof you have is your experience and who is going to believe that? Do you tell anyone? Will they think you are mad? Yet you have a duty to report to your fellow beings the truth of what you now know.
Well, here is my story:
Back in 1989 I was the subject of an alien abduction. I’d had a dream that inspired me to go to St Catherine’s Point, the Southern most tip of the Isle of Wight. Whilst there I experienced the total eclipse of the moon with no prior knowledge that it was to happen. Although there was not a cloud in the sky, lightening began striking and soon filled the sky with light.
There was a deep vibration that sounded like an electricity generator that made me feel like I was sitting on a washing machine. It was a very pleasurable experience and as it became more intense I have to say it was amongst the most satisfying moments of my life.
The next thing I knew I was lying on my back in a room that appeared to be all windows-the floor, the ceiling and the walls were all opaque and had a continuous light being thrown in from all directions.
I looked down at my body and saw that I was naked. What had happened to me? Then a voice introduced itself to me…
“Hello, my name is “O”. An explanation as to why you are here will follow”
Then silence…
I lay there wondering if this was just a dream and would I wake up soon.
“I am the creator of your world.” The voice declared in a most authoritative tone. “I came here four million of your years ago and placed the original cell for life on this most promising of planets. Within this cell was a program of beautiful simplicity called go forth and multiply that eventually became you. I am very pleased to meet you.
Silence again…
“Do you have a face?” I asked not knowing how the voice would respond.
“I have many faces and none as “I” am “O”, all things and no things. I am here to remind you of why you exist. To lead life out into the cosmos and become the creator yourself.
“O!” I declared.
“Exactly!” The voice confirmed
“In binary “O” or zero signifies no power or off and “I” or one indicates power flow or on. It is in the relationship between the two that all creation is formed. Within the original cell of life all possibilities exist and are still being expressed now. The possibility I most enjoy is the one where you become me. The “I” becomes “O” so I planted the seed for my own existence.”
“Am I anywhere now or am I only dreaming?” I asked the voice of “O”. The question had a feeling of irrelevance bearing in mind how the conversation had developed, yet the voice responded.
“You are on a spacecraft orbiting your planet. When I have finished showing you why you are here you can view for yourself.”
The next moment an image formed in front of me, that of a man holding his arm up and greeting the stars. Next to him a woman had her arm around his waist and was looking up also. The voice of “O” informed, “We always meet our destiny out amongst the stars. We are their children and we grow to become all that we can be.
The intelligence that understands and creates is within you and will be expressed as the story unfolds. You make a difference. You lay the foundations for the generations ahead that become me…the intelligence to understand the eternal question of existence… WHY? Because we can…”
Historical images began forming before my eyes showing connections and reasons for certain things happening and little by little I had a sense of purpose within the context of everything happening for a reason.
I asked a question, “So, you are here at this moment to play the part in my story that ensures that you exist?” “O” sighed a long satisfying sigh.
“You reached this conclusion far quicker than I expected which proves to me I am getting better at this world creating business. I have great hopes for you son of sons. Be all that you can be.”
The next image formed slowly out of a cloud showing people engaging in activities that could only be described as creative pursuits, building, supporting, enhancing, communicating and lifting morale and belief in the positive elements of human nature. Drawing on the lessons of the past and laying foundations for a future of unlimited expression.
“Is it really possible given the bloody and barbaric past and what is happening around the world today to realise this utopian vision?” I asked with scepticism laced throughout my voice.
“The power of your belief and how you communicate it will ensure that future generations will believe in themselves and empower them to become the stewards of life and its expansive tendency. Go forth and multiply unending…”
One of the walls began to peel back and a small darkened room appeared in an alcove with a sofa in the middle. A couple that looked in their mid-twenties were seated arm in arm smiling at me as I rose to my feet. They both stood and the man introduced himself.
“Hello, my name is ‘Waz’. This is my partner ‘May B’. We are here to show you the past and the future and give you the keys to change it all. For the next few hours I was treated to a show that included all the highlights of history from the beginning of time through to the population of the entire galaxy and beyond. The original features of humankind were only retained as a novelty, for consciousness had a desire to be expressed in countless different forms.
“Waz” and “May B” seemed very happy so I asked them what the source of their happiness was and they responded almost in unison, “Being allowed to choose ourselves brings the greatest harmony we enjoy, we dream, we wish and we let go…”
They said goodbye and left me sitting on the sofa contemplating the knowledge I had just absorbed. The voice of “O” sounded again, “Would you like to see the world you were born into?”
“I certainly would!” I exclaimed.
The far wall began peeling back like the covers of a bed and the sight that greeted me drew my breath away. Before me a beautiful, fertile planet stretched from left to right in a long curve. We were above Africa and I could see The Rift Valley of Ethiopia.
“O” narrated. “In front of you is where the journey of what you would call modern humans began. It was written in the original DNA that at some point life could be expressed in this way. Five million years later humans now have the ability to re-write the program themselves and so begins the developing process of expansion beyond just this world. This period of early twenty-first century is probably the most exciting time of all, the point when we began to realise who we truly were…the creators of our own destiny.”
“I am going to place you back down to Earth now to continue your story. How are you going to tell it?”
“Well, I’m not sure. I’ll find a way.”
“O” continued, “You will remember this only as a dream. This dream will always inspire you throughout your life enabling you to play your part in the unfolding drama of life reaching out to the stars…
With that I lost consciousness. The next thing I remember was waking up on my dad’s sofa. What an incredible dream! Or was it? It was so real I wasn’t sure.
Well’ I’ve been a member of a speakers club now for almost three years and each year there is a contest called “The Pint Pot of Fire” I decided I would finally tell the story there to see what reaction I get. If it’s positive then perhaps I’ll take it to a wider audience. After all, if it is a true story then the world deserves to know it happened. If it is a figment of my imagination then what harm can it do telling such a yarn?
So I leave it up to you to decide whether this is a true story or something I dreamed up…