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The Annunaki Enigma: Armageddon 2015
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Written by Symm Hawes McCord, M.D.
Edited by Philip Reed Moran
“...for the words are closed and sealed up to the time of the end. Many must be tested, and tried with fire; the transgressors shall transgress; and none of the transgressors will understand; but the wise shall understand.” Daniel 12:9-10
In the fall of 2007 E. Gaylon McCollough, a facial plastic surgeon in Gulf Shores, Alabama, released his latest book, Let Us Make Man. In this book, the doctor set out to intellectually search the scriptures and to use all of the knowledge that we have attained to answer a question that has had very little scholarly scrutiny. Many of us have wondered as we read the Bible exactly how God actually went about "making man”.
Dr. McCollough began to wonder if there was an overlooked revelation hidden in Genesis 1:26 which reads: “And God said let us make man in our image, after our likeness; and let them have dominion over the fishes of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.”
There are so many questions and Dr. McCollough did a masterful job of searching the Bibles and scriptures of many of the world’s religions and the minds of many very knowledgeable people in his quest for the answers to these and many other questions. In his treatise, Let Us Make Man, he calls on the archangel Metatron with whom he engages in an interactive conversation. During the poetic encounter, the archangel reveals untold mysteries and answers to many of the questions that are asked. The links between creation and evolution and between science and theology are at long last revealed in a manner that is comprehensible to modern man.
Within three months of the publication of Dr. McCollough’s book, another book, a science fiction novel, written by Symm H. McCord, a retired family physician in Waynesville, North Carolina, was released.
Seeking the same answers and having considered almost exactly the same questions for years, Dr. McCord, in The Annunaki Enigma: Creation, presents a story of an Above-Top-Secret group working out of the United States Naval Observatory in Washington, D.C., and the efforts of one of its members to protect the sixty-year-old secret of the truth behind the crash at Roswell, New Mexico, in 1947, and the innumerable current sightings of unidentified flying objects in the skies around the world.
The member, Zach Donovan, is charged with the duty to guard this mystery, but the introduction of a female journalist dedicated to uncovering the information causes serious problems within the group. During this time the story of Jhowah and the challenge he made 38,000 years ago (to create and populate a distant planet with a newly created species of beings) is presented and the amazing tale of the Challenge is told.
For anyone who has doubted the existence of intelligent life beyond earth, The Annunaki Enigma: Creation could provide a bridge to reconsideration.
Doctors McCord and McCollough’s research revealed that no one had ever fully explained who “us” is and who is being referred to as “our”. If it is the angels, who are they and where did they come from? Did all of the angels help, or were there only a few or maybe just one other. How was man made? Was it from dust? What does the Bible mean by “dust”? Does it mean dirt or could it be a metaphor for some primordial mixture of genes or organics that found its way through the cosmos to the third planet from our sun? Was “making man” an impulsive thought and action by God, or was it a well-thought-out idea that required planning and much scientific thought and endeavor? Who is God and where did He live? We know He is a “supreme being,” and if he created the earth, he is, necessarily, from some other place and rules over other civilizations in the universe.
The authors hope that you will use their merger of fact and fiction woven throughout the pages of The Annunaki Enigma: Armageddon to arrive at your own conclusions. Their wish is that you would incorporate the knowledge contained herein to stimulate your curiosity and help you see the world from a more enlightened point of view. They invite you to join in the quest for answers that the people of earth will someday learn. One thing is for certain, you will see God and “us” (our Creators) in a newfound light.
All who read this book will view “the news of the day” with insight that might have otherwise escaped them and will better understand what kind of world the people of this generation are in the process of creating. What will the "One World Order" truly become?
But for the foresight of U.S. Army Major General David Bockel, Washington, D.C., this novel would not have been written. As a military leader the general was trained to believe that there are no coincidences and when he read books written by two separate long-time friends, both being physicians and strangers to each other, General Bockel was driven to bring the two of them together, pointing out the commonalities between them. The introduction and virtually everything that followed can best be described as a cyberspace collaboration to write a sequel to the two books. The authors wish to express our thanks to our mutual friend, Major General David Bockel.
We would also like to express our thanks to our editor, Philip Reed Moran, who did the tedious work of going through our each and every word and punctuation in order to correct all grammatical errors. As usual, he did much more for us in using his ability to almost read our minds, to make excellent suggestions in revising some of the parts that needed improvement.
The year is 2012 and the world has begun a change from a, hopefully, cooperative group of individual nations into a global society ruled by a "one-world government" which governs out of the United Nations in New York. It is led predominately by Muslim nations. The United States has become no more than a geographical branch of this government, and is rapidly transforming into a Marxist society and away from its original capitalist beginnings. There is great unrest within the United States from the right-wing political groups who have become disenfranchised from their constitutional form of government. The new state controlled medical community is in rebellion and disarray. A global banking system is charged with the stability of a weak and failing economy. The domestic army that has evolved from AmeriCorps, using fear, has gained complete control of the American populace which has cowed to it much like the populations in Europe during the early and mid 1900s.
Energy continues to be an international problem. The early attempts to replace carbon-based fuels with alternative fuel sources are not adequate. Even though there is a global society, the Muslim dominated United Nations has maintained a monopolistic control of this energy source within the Middle East nations. Billions of dollars have been invested around the world in an attempt to discover a clean and inexpensive form of energy to replace oil. To date none has been found.
Israel, since its repudiation by the American president two years earlier, has become the target of many nations, but the age-old threats of annihilation from Tehran have increased in their intensity. The common consent of the other nations with regard to Iran's verbal assaults and the lack of condemnation of the same from the United States have emboldened the Iranians as if to add fuel to a fire.
The world has changed dramatically within the past few years and the citizens of the world are unable to do anything to change the direction of government. In December the leaders of the world's most technologically advanced nations are suddenly summoned to the island of North Bimini by the United Nations Secretary General. What they find there opens the book to the creation of man and this planet and fulfils the prediction of the Mayan calendar that has bothered scientists since its translation.
Erich von Daniken's theory of ancient astronauts is shown to be true but the power and demands of these alien "visitors" are more than the leaders want to tolerate. What happens after this encounter is the basis of predicted events given to us in the Book of Revelations. The entry of the Annunaki and subsequent happenings will alter the course of the lives of mankind forever.
The words and events portrayed in this book are inspired by the geopolitical happenings taking place today. The events and characters are fictional and from the imaginations of the writers but, based on the actual global occurrences as of the date of this writing in 2010, we could very well see such a scenario take place if the leaders of this planet do not heed the lessons of history and the warnings of our Creators and make changes now.
Table of Contents
Chapter One – The Initial Contact….………………………….......…………....……..…..1
Chapter Two – The UN: A Failed Instrument of Change….…...…....……...39
Chapter Three – Israel Holds All the Cards……………….…………….…..…...……68
Chapter Four – Primordial Energy: The Game Changes…….….…….……….84
Chapter Five – The Rattling of Sabers…………………….…………....…..……..….100
Chapter Six – Corruption at the Highest Levels……….…….……....………....124
Chapter Seven – A Gathering Storm………………………….…...……….....……….152
Chapter Eight – The War Begins…………………………….…...………….........…....173
Chapter Nine – A New Beginning…………………………….….....………......……….203
Appendix I – Star systems of the Creators and their planets……...…….225
Appendix II – Chronology of Events………………………………………….........…...228
THE INITIAL CONTACT
December 22, 2012
White House, Oval Office
The U.S. president looked up from his desk and noted the intent look on the face of his chief of staff.
“What is it, Dick? You look distressed.”
“Sir, United Nations Secretary-General Amano is on the phone. He says it is urgent and he must speak to you now.”
The president lifted the phone, pushed the appropriate button, and put it to his ear. “Mister Secretary-General, what is so pressing?”
“Mister President, we have a situation developing in the Caribbean in the vicinity of the island of North Bimini. We are about to have extraterrestrial visitors. What I must tell you about them at this time is that this contact will be of universal importance; so, I am ordering the heads of states of all superpowers and several other important nations to immediately go to Alice Town on that Island. I cannot tell you anymore about them now, but you’ll understand why when they arrive. You will be met there and transported to the planned landing site. Sir, it is imperative that this all be done with utmost secrecy. Your secret service can work out the logistics with my people.”
“Mister Secretary-General, I have a nation to run here. I can’t be flying around to little island countries looking for UFOs.”
“I cannot impress upon you the importance of this meeting and the need for representation from the highest level of leadership in your country. It is important that you attend in person. We need the United States president, and not a lower level staff member. Please, I cannot say more without risking a leak. Even secured phone lines such as these can be monitored. You must come!”
As the president lowered the phone his face was stern. “Dick, something significant is happening on North Bimini. I don’t know the extent. Amano wouldn’t say, but he was very upset. I’ve never heard him sound like that. Make immediate plans for me to get to Alice Town.”
In The Kremlin
“But I have to meet with the heads of state of two nations today. I can’t make it down there for some fantasy.”
The president listened as the secretary-general explained. There was no way that he could avoid this visitation. He placed the phone into its cradle and looked up at his aide. “Get me the fastest transportation we have to the island of North Bimini in the Caribbean, and do it immediately. I really wish I knew what this was all about.”
Ten Minutes Later
Office Of The President
“I’m most sorry Mister Secretary-General. I am too important to the stability and guidance of my country to make this secret meeting that you have planned for us.”
“You must change your mind, Mister President,” Amano urged. “This is an event of historical importance that may have immense consequences if handled improperly.”
“Sir, I’ll leave the handling up to you,” the Chinese president responded. “You represent the world.”
The Chinese president handed the phone to an aide and stood up from behind his desk. He stretched his arms in a relaxing motion and looked at the members from his staff who were sitting across from him and shrugged.
“I’ll let the United Nations take care of this. All they’ll do is talk, as usual. I have no time to waste on this.”
6:00 PM, December 23, 2012
On A Bimini Beach To The West Of Alice Town
In A Temporary Meeting Structure
“Your attention, please,” begged Amano, the secretary-general, as the volume of chatter in the structure began to drown out his request.
Many of the leaders were milling about talking with others and speculating on the reason for the developing situation. They were concerned about the urgent and top-secret orders that the secretary-general had given each of them.
In the audience were two members of an elite U.S. group that was unknown to the populace except for those investigating UFOs. Doug Bradley and his superior, Hank McConnell, were members of Aquarius, a branch of the Majestic-12 group based in the U.S. Naval Observatory that had been actively working the UFO scene since 1947. They were the only people there, other than the secretary-general, who knew the extent of this quickly organized meeting.
Doug McConnell watched as Amano brought down the gavel on the makeshift podium, silencing the room. The U.N. leader looked about the room, his jaw was clinched and concern echoed in his voice.
Amano pounded the gavel as the chatter subsided. “Thank you for coming here today and doing it in such a timely manner. I have noted that there are some leaders have chosen not to come and I believe that they will regret that decision.
“Yesterday we received word through credible sources that the UFOs which we have been observing for many years will be arriving here tonight.” He paused as the room filled with an eerie silence. “They have requested our presence, or more accurately, they have told us to be here tonight when they arrive. They also declared that they are the reason that we and this planet exist.”
“Are we saying that these beings are our Creators? They are God and the angels?” the Mexican president asked.
Amano stared at him, waited for a moment and answered.
The room exploded as those attending expressed amazement and disbelief at what they had just heard. They had all wondered about the large vehicles which were being seen in the skies around the world. It was said that they could maneuver in ways not possible in any airplane, jets, or even rocket powered vehicles that were controlled by current earth technology, but God, angels -– how could this be?
“Gentlemen and ladies, silence, please. As you now realize, this will be the most epic event in the history of our planet. In the past, some of you have had communications with UFOs, especially the United States which has maintained long term communication. Their communication has been rather one-sided, with very little information given to us as to their origin or the purpose of their constant surveillance of our world.”
“Why should we believe them? What are we to do when they arrive?” the Russian president asked.
“We honestly do not know,” Amano answered shaking his head. “We just have to wait. We’ve had ongoing speculation for years as to who they are and what they want with us. Tonight we may find the answers to, at least, some of our questions. I wish I could tell you more but we are truly in the dark. We have representatives here who have had contact and know more about them than I do, but they have been warned many times by these extraterrestrials to not reveal any of their knowledge.”
“So they are extraterrestrial?” someone in the audience shouted.
“Our intermediaries have advised us,” Amano continued, “that they should be arriving here on the beach within the hour. We don’t have a definite time frame but I believe we should gather there now. Let me stress the necessity of being orderly, and I also feel compelled to say that, from what our advisors tell us, we have no reason for fear.”
With that the group rose out of their seats and began moving toward the door to the beach which was only seventy or seventy-five yards away from the building.
As he exited the building, Doug Bradley could see several battleships and an aircraft carrier a half-mile or so out on the water. There were F-15 and F-16 jets patrolling the sky around the assembly area that were from the Nimitz class carrier which happened to be the USS Ronald Reagan.
Several hundred yards up the beach in both directions, he could see the blue helmeted units of United Nations troops that Amano had ordered in to guard the meeting.
The winter skies over Bimini were darkening as evening approached and the black horizon became fainter as Venus began its traverse through the sky. As the first visible celestial body of the evening her glow was comforting. The rhythm of the waves and the slow dance of the palm fronds helped to soothe the anxieties of the approaching world leaders as they began to gather near the edge of the water.
The serenity of the moment was suddenly broken as five F16s screamed across the coast line in perfect formation as they guarded the most important meeting of beings in the history of the planet.
“I wonder how these leaders will react when they see a starship descending from the sky.” Doug said in a low voice as he leaned his head toward Hank. “Most of have never seen a UFO and have based most of their understanding on the words and descriptions of witnesses to form their images. The real thing will be quite different.”
“Agreed,” Hank responded. “Let’s hope no one panics.”
When they reached the beach Doug saw Amano, the UN leader. He was speaking into a walkie-talkie and nodding his head, apparently in agreement with whoever was on the other end. As he lowered the walkie-talkie he looked up, scanning the sky above.
“I’m in contact with one of our ships off the coast,” he said in a loud voice and looked back at the large group of leaders. “They are monitoring the skies with radar. The captain tells me that they have locked onto a very large vessel heading this way. We should soon have visual contact.”
“There, there it is,” the United States president shouted and pointed toward a region of the sky.
The members all began looking upwards in that direction and soon a loud hum of excitement could be heard up and down the beach.”
“I don’t see it.” The French president complained in his native tongue.
“I think I do,” said an excited British prime minister pointing upward. “Yes, I do. It’s just a small speck with a light on it.”
The conversation and speculation picked up as the object came closer.
“It has more than one light,” the Brit added after a short lull in the talk.
“It looks like a triangle with lights on each corner,” the Australian leader exclaimed, as it came even closer.
The discourse was becoming louder and louder as the vessel approached. They were just beginning to realize the enormity of the ship.
“Look at that,” Doug said touching Hank on the shoulders. “The size and configuration are growing larger and larger. It’s thicker on the front angle than in the back, and now you can get an idea of the height and length of that thing. My God, it must be ten stories high out front, and the length is unbelievable. Hank, that thing is long enough to land one of our jets on top of it.”
“No wonder some of our witnesses have had such contempt when we’ve tried to play down the size of these vessels they described to us.”
As the gigantic starship began to settle above the beach, quietness engulfed the crowd that was awed by the sight above them. The view of the sky was blocked by the profile of the massive machine. The underside was lit by lights that came on as it hung three or four hundred feet above the beach. The details of the under surface could be seen with great clarity and exhaust vents, piping, and the many formations of that visible part of the ship were in plain view. The three large bright lights on each corner of the vessel shined downward, lighting up the beach for many yards past its borders and out over the waves that were rolling in. The light was so bright that some of the leaders were shielding their eyes.
“Look at the details on the belly of that ship,” Hank noted. “What the hell powers it? How can it travel such distances so fast? Maybe we’ll find answers to some of our questions when we talk to the beings that control it.”
“Aye mates, I see a door or gate or something opening in the back,” the Aussie leader informed them as he looked toward the rear of the ship.
As he spoke several shuttles began to exit from the opening doors. They appeared small, maybe ten feet wide and twenty or thirty feet long. The fronts of these flying matchboxes were sloped downward like a wedge, and as they exited the mammoth starship they moved slowly toward the beach. One by one seven shuttles settled side by side on the white sands of the beach that were reflecting the light shining from the base of the starship. All but one were a gray color. The seventh vehicle parked between the other six was a luminous-bright white. On the side of each ship was the profile of a snake coiled on its tail with the upper third of its body standing erect. A forked tongue was protruding from its mouth.
Doug stood transfixed looking at the sight above and exclaimed in a low voice. “I can feel my heart racing, Hank. It’s been a long time since we’ve been so close to them. The circumstances were different; then, there wasn’t as many of them. I recall only small shuttles and nothing like that behemoth floating above us now.”
“When our visitors come out of the shuttles, these worldly leaders are going to be stunned,” he continued. “I’ll never forget the first time I saw them.”
Just as Doug finished his sentence, the doors on each side of the shuttles began to slowly rise upward like the wings of a bird as it begins flight.
As the onlookers gasped, the first beings from the gray shuttles exited and gathered around the white one. There appeared to be three species, one of which was obviously the gray of Roswell fame with its large almond shaped eyes. The second species was a bit larger than the grays and appeared more closely related to the human species of earth. Its skin had a yellowish hue, and the black hair on its scalp was coarse. Most noticeable was the small solid black eyes. The third group that exited the gray shuttles was made up of a very large and warrior-like species. Their skin covering was a mahogany color. They had large amounts of body hair, and eyes that appeared totally human with an iris and pupil, surrounded by white.
“God, look at them,” the U.S. president gasped.
Momentarily, a single-taller figure emerged from the white shuttle. The grace of its movement was noticeable. It was a gray, but this creature was much taller than the other grays. He and the other beings from the white shuttle were dressed in long Toga-like apparel and appeared to be the leaders of the group. The dress of the remainder of the group coming from the six gray shuttles was also in the manner of a fabric wrap but was limited to the pelvic region, with a shoulder wrap for use when needed by the males, and a wrap which concealed the chest and breasts for the females.
The large gray approached Amano. The secretary-general’s personnel gathered closer to him as if protecting him from the unknown. Standing erect in front of Amano, the gray spoke to him. “My name is Jhowah. We have much to discuss. Please take us inside?”
“Yes,” Amano answered after a short pause. He turned to the assembled group of leaders and spoke. “Let us return to the temporary facility and hear the words of these beings…our guests.”
With that they all turned and he led the entire gathering into the building.
Doug Bradley was in his sixties, stood tall and erect, and was bald with the perimeter of his scalp showing a growing amount of gray hair.
Doug’s superior, Hank McConnell, was the chief of the Aquarius group, a clandestine unit of the federal government that had been responsible for crash retrieval and cover-up of the UFO phenomenon. Hank was a short but muscular guy in his forties who had a full head of hair, but had kept a flat-top haircut since his teen years. He handled the Aquarian group with a stern no-nonsense demeanor, having been a top sergeant earlier in his career before being assigned to the unit. When a UFO crashed his team would come together like a well-oiled machine and complete the clean up in rapid time.
When an obviously legitimate sighting of a UFO occurred, they would get into the mix and usually be successful in debunking it with well-placed remarks which might often lay ridicule on the witnesses. Ridicule was the main tool used by Aquarius and other branches of the government until recent efforts to desensitize the public. It was an effective method to keep down the assumed public anxiety over the idea of extraterrestrial intelligent life. A report by the Brookings Institute in the early 1960s suggested the use of such precautions for fear of the effects such a revelation might do to world societies and religions.
As Doug and Hank entered the building, they could sense the electricity in the air coming from the anticipation of those present. There was constant chattering in the room as they found a seat.
“Hank, I know we have been working with these beings from a distance for all these years, but doesn’t this all overwhelm you sometimes? I mean now that we are face to face with them and their vehicle, as large as it is, floating above us. The enormity of space and the fact that we were created by these beings from other worlds and from other star systems is something that those people, who haven’t been privy to what we’ve known for years, are going to have a hard time digesting. The Bible speaks of ‘false prophets.’ Theologians will have a field day with this. They will surely try to say that this is the work of the devil. I wonder what miracle Jhowah will use to prove that He is who He says He is.”
“It does make more sense than the way I have always wondered about God,” Hank admitted. “After all, we’ve always been told that we are made in His image.”
“In their image,” Doug corrected him.
“Exactly,” Hank consented, “and you and I certainly don’t look like the image we saw tonight. I’ve always pictured Him somewhat like Moses with a staff in one hand and with open arms standing on a cloud high above us. Perhaps he will address some of these questions today.
“By the way, I have discussed your question about the general acceptance of Jhowah with our chief, Majic-1, on several occasions,” Hank continued, “and his opinion and the opinion of those in the know is that there have been over sixty years of viewing unidentifiable, unworldly craft or UFOs, alien abductions, the Star Trek and Stargate television series, the Star Wars movies, Planet of The Apes and Superman movies. Beside the science fiction books and video exposure, the crash of the shuttles at Roswell, New Mexico, during the lightning storms in forty-seven has been thoroughly investigated and it has been shown that there is little doubt that the crash was of a spaceship and that there were several humanoid beings aboard, beings that were not of this planet. There has been a host of witnesses to the event that have come forward, including a general and a Colonel who were a part of the cover up.
“They feel that the populations of the earth have been desensitized and are not only ready to accept this revelation but are eagerly waiting for it to occur. After all, our Bibles began preparing us for this event thousands of years ago. If you are a believer it’s not very difficult to fit this all into the stories from the Bible. They were handed down through the ages by people who were obviously not very high tech and unable to comprehend some of what they saw.”
“I see where Majic-1 is coming from,” Doug replied. “I just didn’t think that it would happen in my lifetime.”
As Doug finished talking he noticed a hush come over the assembled group and all began looking forward where Jhowah was approaching the podium.
Jhowah was an intimidating site and as Doug looked about he saw the expressions on the faces of the others. This alien being was not exactly like the pictures of the gray extraterrestrial species that they had all seen in magazines and on TV documentaries over the years. This gray’s features were stronger and His large black eyes seemed to bore into their very minds which, in reality, He was doing. He wore a long white covering reminiscent of the togas of ancient Rome which, in retrospect, may very well have been originally designed from such dress.
Doug noticed the human individual standing at his right who also was draped in the toga-like material. He was taller than Jhowah and a very handsome man with long, flowing, and uncut brown hair. The two stood soldierly erect and looked at each other; never really speaking a word, but it was obvious that they were in communication.
“Hank, do you think the human could be Jesus?”
“I don’t know, Doug. Aren’t we taught that they are one and the same, as well as the Holy Spirit?”
“Yes,” Doug answered with a bit of confusion on his face.
“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see,” Hank concluded.
Soon Jhowah turned and held his arms out wide in an effort to let the audience know that he was about to speak. When He brought his arms back down and placed his long gray spindly fingers on the speaker’s podium not a sound could be heard.
His voice was not loud nor was it unusual from any that the audience had heard before. All representatives in the audience heard every word he spoke. No translation was required for anyone among the many national representatives present, a point Doug noticed with amazement.
“I bring you a message of welcome into the new and modern age that you are about to enter. The beings you are being exposed to from our mothership, the SSV Command, are the very beings who worked so diligently many millennia ago to create this beautiful world that you have been given. They also created your original ancestors and, as well, initially helped them to adapt to this planet using a simulated surface environment on our starship. They later moved them down to their colony site to carry out their lives.”
He paused and looked about, his eyes scanning the group and, as Doug realized, his mind was assessing the thoughts of all.
“I know you have many questions,” he continued. “I know many of you are wondering where we were before we came here. It is time that you know. We have all come from an area in this galaxy known to you as the Reticulum Constellation. Zeta-1 Reticuli, the furthest star system of our home planets from here, is about thirty-five light years based on your system of chronology and linear measurement.
“It took many years to prepare your planet for human inhabitance. The evolutionary process to prepare your planet for intelligent life occurred well before we came and created animal and plant life. It was a slow and tedious process of a number of alternating cycles, some of which came very close to destroying even the microscopic forms of life that first evolved here. Each cycle, however, resulted in an infrastructure needed by the human species to exist here. When your kind was created, we imbedded a code in your genetic makeup so that each subsequent generation could evolve in mind and body. We also knew that it would become beneficial for you and the other life forms that would inhabit the planet with you, and for them to evolve with you. Each cycle created resources that you would eventually need to sustain life and prosper as a species.
“Once the atmosphere and surface conditions of Soleus-3 successfully evolved to support a pleasant climate, a menagerie of life forms was compiled and strategically seeded over the lands and waters among those that had spontaneously evolved. One creature in particular was created with both the ability and responsibility to have dominion over all the rest. That creature was the one I instructed Moses, when he synopsized the events of creation, to call ‘Adam’. Once your race was created, we sent a 300 Annunaki males and females to Soleus-3. These giant-like creations of another of our genetic experiments were instructed to assist you with adapting to your environment. However against our instructions, some of them intermarried with humans. This caused a problem that we had to correct.
“Creating this uniquely suited outpost on Earth or Soleus-3 was the pivotal point in a genetically engineered experiment that originated a long time ago in the star systems that I previously mentioned known to you as the Reticulum Constellation.
“The team that was assembled created a garden paradise that you call Earth; though, as I have previously indicated, in our systems your planet is known as Soleus-3. The name we gave it is based on your positioning in relation to your star, which you have named the sun but which we refer to as Soleus.
“At long last, your species has evolved to the point that it can grasp what is happening to you and around you. For reasons that you will come to see, we have intentionally revealed ourselves to you in small doses. The pilot program of which you have been a part, is a complex and challenging one that involved dimensions that you are not yet, prepared to comprehend. However, today I thought that it might help if I addressed some of the questions that have perplexed your kind for thousands of years. By doing so, it might help you to understand why you are here. More importantly, it will show you why I am here. For those of you who are not scientists, what I am about to reveal may seem a bit confusing. I know that you are recording my words, so you can refer to them as often as necessary to help with your understanding.
“Those of us who participated in the creation of your planet and the human race come from four different planetary systems. We are three different species and we based your races on our species. It was the idea of one of our top scientists and we made it a part of our plan as we began to create humanity.
“The first cloned creation was created on Hivania, the mother planet of our scientific institute, since our genetic labs are located there. Strategically selected chromosomes were gathered from the three participating species. Once compiled, the prescribed genetic materials were extracted from the pool and scientifically engineered into a never-before constructed genome; the one that came to be known throughout the Reticulum Alliance as the human genome.
“As expected, the new being was a composite of physical and intellectual features possessed by its gene donors, and, like each of us, possessed the ability to be the master of its thoughts and actions and to communicate thoughts to us and to each other by both verbal and non-verbal means. Inbred into our creation’s intricately designed body was the capability to reproduce others of like kind, giving the species, when we were ready for you to do so, the capacity to evolve physically and intellectually as well as individually and as groups. The Reticulum Experiment of Jhowah was devised to see if, given the ability to create a world of its own choosing, what kind of a colony would the mortalized version of god like beings choose?
“This challenge was conceived by myself and developed and refined by the geneticists in our Hivanian labs. All of the scientists we gathered to create the human genome are members of a group which is known as the Society of Reticulum Genetic Engineers, or SORGE for abbreviated reference. Once developed, the pilot program was assigned to the individual specialty that had been trained and given experience in previous similar projects. Up until the time of this experiment, each of the planets within our kingdom was colonized by relocating selected individuals from existing species. But, we saw an opportunity to create an entirely new species, a dream of all SORGE members, capable of sharing the traits of each of us who were committed to creating Reticulum-like colonies on planets throughout the galaxy.
“Initially, the Solean project seemed to show great promise, but the intervention of one our former allies, turned adversary, created confusion in the minds of the new species.
“Human beings were forced to choose between our ways and those represented by the traitorous outcast, Sezan, who became obsessed with envy and set out to derail the project as it was intended. Very quickly, Soleans learned that serving two masters was impossible. Sezan had long been aware of this truism and used it to convince many of your fellow Soleans that, with him, they could build up great treasures, giving them power over other men and the privilege to enjoy many immoral and enjoyable acts of the flesh.
“Despite repeated admonitions from messengers of the Reticulum task force, including the exemplary mission carried out when Metatron lived on your planet as Enoch, and then by my only son, known on your planet as Jesus of Nazareth, Soleans seemed bent on a course of defiance and self-destruction.
“It was our hope to use your races to heal the distrust between our three species. What we did, however, was to stand by and allow you to exercise free will, a trait that we instilled in you, and a decision that led to your dividing into competing societies. Rather than looking upon each other as co-inhabitants and protectors of your planet, you looked upon your fellow man as an adversary. Too many of you followed leaders who sought power over you and others. As a result, all kinds of racism and cults developed here. As greed, envy, and hatred took root, they began to eat away at your societies. The ways of Sezan interfered with how we hoped the experiment would play out.
“When human creation occurred we instilled in you all of the things that a civilization needs to survive and prosper. The greatest gift was free will, the ability to choose your own destiny as a species and to create a world of your own choosing.”
Doug leaned toward Hank and spoke softly. “I never expected that he would take so much time to explain all of this.”
“I’m glad he has,” Hank said.
Jhowah continued with his revelation.
“Our hope was that you would choose ‘good’ over ‘evil’ and evolve into an advanced civilization, much like our own. We gave you the best genes and characteristics of each of the three races who were involved in the experiment. SORGE chose to call our challenge the ‘Jhowah Experiment’ or ‘The Challenge of Jhowah’ because I had made the challenge a year before it was begun. Our objective was to see if we could begin with a raw totally underdeveloped planet and create a Reticulum-like world in this star system.
“As I referenced earlier, there was one of your Creators who made unauthorized changes in our plans. You have referred to him as Satan or Lucifer but we all know him as Sezan Lucefed, a Dromedan who was originally from the planet Dromedos. He was incarcerated for his heinous act which caused many problems in our work and in your history, and almost caused the destruction of your original ancestors. He was sentenced to spend eternity on the penal planet of Sheolos, but while in transit to the planet he escaped from his captors and returned secretly to Soleus-3 to collect a following of those who were loyal to him. He has been able to evade capture, and continues in his efforts to thwart our plans and take control of all that you are.
“Our hopes also have been for a civilization here on Soleus-3 from which we could study and learn, to see what beings derived from the three gene pools we used to create the human genome could become. We had great hopes of going on to another world in another star system and using this accumulated knowledge to create other beings, probably human like you, and add more life to our beautiful universe. We have halted such an effort as we have observed you in these most recent days.”
Hank and Doug both turned to each other wondering what was ahead that would cause this change in Jhowah’s plans.
“Technology has the potential to enhance your lives and beautify what you already have,” he continued, “but as you look more and more into the secrets of the universe and experiment with your learned technology, you have made some very bad decisions. We realize the influence that Sezan has had on humanity that opened the way for these poor decisions. It comes from all of the continents and their subdivisions. The different governments you have created show a complete lack of trust among you, leading to chaos and wars designed to rule over your fellow man and make him subservient to you. The wars that occur and the complete corruption of the great code of law which I gave to Moses and were reiterated by Jesus of Nazareth are unacceptable. I will not allow this to continue.
“Some of the religions that have been created by humankind are not based on love of me or your fellow man. They are the clever work of Sezan and his minions. Hiding behind religious doctrine, you hate in my name. You enslave in my name. You follow leaders who are beholding to the ways of Sezan or Satan, as you call him. You are deceived by great orators who advocate class and racial warfare and the ultimate annihilation of those who try to follow my commandments. You kill in my name. You have made a mockery of me and the greatest project ever conceived. We have tried to create a society here on Soleus-3, but what has evolved is something quite different.”
Doug looked about. He could see apprehension in the eyes of the leaders. It was evident that Jhowah had come to inform mankind of his displeasure, face to face, and offer it one last opportunity to change the distrusting patterns that it had embraced. Not one individual there, from journalist to world leader, could deny these admonitions of Jhowah.
He continued, “In order for all of us, Creators and created alike, to continue with our lives and the dreams that we have in place for our futures, you must put aside your petty differences of politics and the agendas you have for national or global domination. I will not allow my Son to continue to bear a burden that you should carry. You were created with free will, the capacity to know right from wrong, and the ability to choose between the two.”
Jhowah paused. Doug knew that he was assessing the thoughts of the Earth leaders. The Hivanian sensed apprehension and even thoughts of deception that he could not allow. There were a few who knew there could be no other course, but their resolve was not shared by the majority of the representatives seated before him.
“No!” the leader exclaimed with a determined sound to his voice. “We will not be duped by those of you with plans to deceive. Those who do so, will regret your actions if you attempt to do.”
It was a shock but the representatives of Earth were beginning to realize the powers of this supreme being who stood before them. They had not been aware of course; of his acquired ability of telempathism and that it was a gift occurring when Sezan, whom earthlings called Satan, had discovered the enzymatic cause of aging while working as a member of SORGE on their home planets.
Sezan’s genetic manipulations to neutralize the enzymatic anomalies of aging had unexpectedly accelerated the evolutionary process of the communicative centers of their brains and created an incidental side effect that gave them the ability to sense the thoughts and the emotions of others. They were both telepathic and empathic. This event had occurred before the beginning of this project on Soleus-3 and before Sezan’s failed incarceration for attempting to control the creations by instilling an unauthorized genetic change.
Through experimental manipulations of the genetic code of the creations in the project, and without authorization by the specialists in SORGE, Sezan had attempted to augment their sexual urge, explaining that he was doing so to reduce sexual apathy which would eventually reduce the population of the creations. It was then that his effort was discovered and he was expelled from the project and incarcerated only to escape later while being transported to the penal planet of Sheolos.
Jhowah became angry as He looked about and sensed the desire of the earthlings in His presence to undermine His efforts. His anger was reflected in His large black eyes as they emanated a noticeable reddish hue which intensified as His anger increased. It was quite obvious that Metatron sensed Jhowah’s anger.
“As I stand before you I have made a decision,” Jhowah explained, controlling his anger. “We cannot afford to waste time with our planned efforts and let those of you who might try to deceive to continue their wrongful ways. Because there are those among you who have been loyal to my laws, I will delay judgment. There will be a period of probation and monitoring among the nations of this planet in which we will observe the actions and emotions of its leaders.
“Be forewarned, we will not tolerate any further deceit or acts of war, overt or covert. As we return to Paradon, the city where our science labs are located on my home planet of Hivania, I will leave in my place, the most trusted of my leaders, Metatron, who stands here beside me, and whom you have known through Biblical teachings as Enoch, the son of Jared in the early days of your human civilization.
“Metatron will remain here on or near Soleus-3 to see that our covenant with you is consummated. You will learn more about him and the covenant. For some among you, his presence will serve as a comforter. For others, he will represent the one true all-seeing eye. He will be returning at intervals to assess your progress at maintaining peace. Now that you have seen me and heard my words of admonition with your own ears, he will assess you as you create a society of love not distrust, chaos, and war and report his findings to me when needed.
“When we are assured that you are committed to applying yourselves to a common goal such as I have now repeated to those of this generation, we have plans to go forth into the universe to other planets where we will work towards the creation of newer and even greater civilizations. There are planets that we have already identified as capable of sustaining and nurturing life as we know it and similar to what you have here on Soleus-3.
“Ready your minds and ambitions toward preparations for such things. Look about you and determine who among you is with me and who is with Sezan? If there are those whom you know to be Sezan’s disciples, cast them aside and remove them from positions of leadership. Those who are beholden to me must prove that you are willing to do what is necessary to change what has been happening on this planet since our first creations defied my instructions. This is the first step in saving the earth and its inhabitants.
“The hopes of the populations of the Reticulum planets are with you as I now depart. My hope is that you will heed these admonitions. You are our children, the creations of our minds from our hearts; however, the time will come when we will have to decide if you are with us or against us. Metatron will be here or nearby and will come to you if you need him. Goodbye until I return.”
With those words Jhowah stepped back from the podium, stared at Metatron, and then made his way to the front of the stage, his toga-like dress swirling as he moved about. He stood erect and bowed his head and, as the onlookers watched in awe, raised his arms and faded slowly from their sight. Metatron, who had stood beside him, departed in less dramatic fashion using the same dimensional transfer technique. Although many of those present had seen the science fiction television series and movies in which mortal beings were “beamed” to other locations; this was the first time they had witnessed or even realized such a mode of transport was possible.
In their manner of departure, Jhowah had certainly shown that He and Metatron were capable of a miracle. The chatter of those present rose slowly. The great leader had left an indelible impression on them and had convinced many of the unbelievers of the supremacy of his being.
But the seeds of discontent were also present in the room. Samael Amazad, a Dromedan agent of Sezan Lucefed, hoping that Jhowah wouldn’t see him, had successfully slipped into the meeting before it had begun. He was seated near the entrance to the temporary facility. His ability to mask his thoughts and emotions from the extraterrestrial creators had been developed and refined for millennia and he would be taking the information, which he had learned, back to Sezan. His disguise as a third-world journalist had served him and Sezan well. His Dromedan facial characteristics were easily covered by make-up and dark glasses. If possible, and if events allowed, his knowledge would add significantly to Sezan’s ability to interfere with Jhowah’s plans and would assist him in his desire to, one day, control the project and the earthly creations.
Onboard Sezan’s starship
Seated in his private quarters aboard the armed starship which he had commandeered many millennia ago, Sezan Lucefed awaited the arrival of Samael. Sezan, being a Dromedan, was not the same gray-type extraterrestrial as Jhowah. His eyes, unlike the large almond-shaped eyes of the gray Hivanians, were small steel-black organs and protected somewhat by a prominent epicanthal fold near his nose. He had hair which was of a coarse texture and jet black with no curl. His skin carried a slightly yellow hue, features that were the same as those of Samael.
Anger at his expulsion from the Project of Jhowah still simmered inside of him over the millennia, and his plight to avoid detection by the security forces of the Reticulum Alliance caused a constant need for alertness. He realized that if he should ever be apprehended he would spend the remainder of eternity on the penal planet of Sheolos in the Zeta-1 Reticuli star system. The age-arresting therapy, which he had devised, would cause him endless suffering through eternity in the torrid climate of that planet.
He had often pondered his options as to how he would avenge his pride by taking control of the project from Jhowah, or if that became impossible, to destroy him as well as the creations which he had so skillfully designed and nurtured when he was in charge of human cloning in the project. Yes, he had also nurtured their development and maturation until Jhowah discovered his deceptive ways and the injurious amino acid sequence that he had caused to be entered into the architectural plans for the basic DNA of the three races. This sequence was developed to enhance the sexual appetite of the creations which Sezan had described as being done to prevent sexual apathy, but which, as Jhowah had pointed out, he had planned to use as a tool to control their lives, as well as the rate of development of the creation’s populations.
Now, Jhowah had revealed himself to the leaders of Earth and had told of his plans to cull the numbers of the creations. He had divulged the projects plans to go on to more and greater ideas with those loyal and obedient creations and Creators that remained. Sezan would soon find from Samael that matters were being complicated by Jhowah who had assigned Metatron to remain on Soleus-3 to remind its inhabitants of Jhowah’s continued presence among them. The events of the day would make it more difficult for Sezan to influence the colonization plan throughout the Reticulum Alliance planet group and other worlds not yet chosen.
The Reticulum Alliance was created by the governments of planets from four star systems. Hivania, a planet in the Zeta-1 star system, was the first of the group to develop faster-than-light travel and they went on to spread their culture, science and technology to two others: Janos in the Tau Ceti system and Dromedos in the Zeta-2 Reticuli system. Zeta Reticuli was a binary star system but set far enough apart for each to have developed its own planetary families.
After development of the Alliances an overpopulation problem developed among these worlds. This anomaly was caused by the development of the age-arrest therapy on Dromedos by Sezan Lucefed himself. There came a point at which, out of necessity, more room was needed in order to protect the ecology and environments of all of the worlds of the Alliance. The Alpha-Mensae star system was explored and its fifth planet was found to be ideal for the creation of a fourth world to receive voluntary colonists to relieve the overpopulation from the other three worlds.
Considerable work was completed on Mensae-5 to prepare it for the colonization. It was here that the scientists of SORGE practiced and refined their skills and expertise in the cloning of new species of both the plant and animal kingdoms. Their technology was honed to a fine edge with the development of instruments to easily create amino acids, to properly sequence these into functional units, and to combine the units of the genes with a gene paste media that was accepted at a cellular level.
When he was still a part of the project, the labs of Sezan were more active than they had ever been as they cloned the new species. Considerable knowledge was gathered and learned by these designers of life as they created the new animals and plants to occupy Mensae-5 along with the future interplanetary pioneers from the other three worlds.
After the completion of the Mensae-5 colonization, the knowledge gained was applied to the general populace and a cloned organ program was begun in which internal organs, limbs, skin and bony joints, among other things, were produced on a daily basis. As life expectancy increased because of the age-arrest therapy developed, so did injuries and infirmities. When they occurred there was usually a solution at the Cloned Organ Institute (COI) managed by Sezan on his home planet of Dromedos. Stem-cell implantation or specific cloning procedures were perfected to replace aging brain cells and to advance cognitive and telempathic skills.
Being a very energetic and brilliant group who constantly sought ways to use their knowledge and expertise to improve their own kind, the members of SORGE enthusiastically went about creating a new species of beings, one that would reflect the appearance and intelligence of those who accepted the challenge presented to them by Jhowah. He was the Hivanian leader of SORGE, and the architect of, and creative influence behind this magnificent interstellar project. The challenge he made was: “To go into the universe, find a suitable planet, create from it a new world, design and develop human, animal and plant life forms and nurture the created society to its maturity.”
As reflected in the revelation of the Hebrew mystics, and at Jhowah’s direction, Soleus-3 was created to reflect the lower dimensions on the Tree of Life. Because it was a new world, the species created to colonize it had to begin their quest to reach the archetypal world that existed on Hivania from the lower dimensions.
Sezan was wise enough to know that, although the capacity for balance had been reached on Soleus-3, a growing number of Soleans were exercising the choice of evil over good. And, Jhowah was not happy with the end results of this matured society. In fact, His dislike was so profound that He would be making changes in the plans they had all originated eons ago for the joining of the creations of Soleus-3 with the societies of the Reticulum. He might exercise the option of selective harvesting and do away with those creations that were corrupt. Executing this option could mean the end of Sezan’s shadowy army. Throughout the Reticulum Alliance, the answers to this question would be forthcoming, and sooner than anticipated.
Samael Amazad was among the individuals disloyal to Jhowah, but loyal to Sezan whom he followed when the Dromedan leader escaped from incarceration when being transferred to prison. He joined him when Sezan clandestinely returned to the ongoing project and sought help from his loyalists.
“My Lord,” Samael addressed as he entered the quarters, “I return from Soleus-3 to bring you news of Jhowah’s visit and his admonitions to its leaders.”
“Samael,” Sezan said, “take a seat.” He waved his hand toward a chair nearby. “What have you been able to find out for me about my most hated Hivanian?”
“He doesn’t plan to join the creations with us, at least not right now. The plan to bring them into our society and introduce them to the member planets of the Reticulum as well as reveal the elements of our space technology are not on the table. As you have heard, he has become dissatisfied with them so much so that he has considered destroying many or all of them. Then at the last moment He decided to give them a lengthy trial period, a second chance, and return later for his final assessment.”
“That’s not like Jhowah.” Sezan muttered as he pondered the sudden changes. “He usually carries out his plans quite precisely and to the end. This requires that we must change our plans also, in order to accomplish our goal of taking over the project, and as you know we might very possibly even need to destroy him to make it work.”
“You don’t want to use our forces to take control of the project as we had planned?” Samael asked.
“The project as we knew it is over,” Sezan barked. “We must yield to his changes. We may even be able to enlarge our forces in an association with those he wishes to destroy if we can accomplish it. You know they will never change their ways. I have seen to that.
“In addition to the small group of families who believe themselves to be The Enlightened Ones, there is a group of human individuals in power in an area very near the location where we placed our first creation who are ideal subjects for our efforts. They were disenfranchised from Jhowah many centuries ago, when the founder of their tribes, Ishmael, was exiled from his Hebrew father’s family and sent into the desert. They have long been in control of the carbon-based liquid that the entire planet has used for many Earth decades to create energy for their primitive internal combustion engines.
“They call the carbon-based liquid, which results from the decaying of organic matter oil. This dominance over the control of the major supply of that energy source puts them in a position of control of a large portion of the economy of the entire planet. If they choose to lower the price that they charge for the oil it is advantageous to those whom they supply, and if they raise the price of oil it is very disadvantageous to the economy of those supplied.
“They believe that it is the wish of the god they call Allah for them to kill all the descendants and allies of Abraham who was Ishmael’s estranged Hebrew father, especially those living in the country known as Israel. Because of our efforts, my dear Samael, Islamic religious leaders have been convinced that their Allah is not Jhowah. In fact, we have been able to convince them that Jhowah and his followers are the enemies of Allah. This division in loyalty has allowed us to create the kind of chaos that serves our mission and not Jhowah’s.
“Over the past century, the Islamists have accumulated much of the wealth of Earth and used it to manipulate both their allies and enemies. They have bought decision-makers the world over and placed individuals who are beholding to them in the highest positions of leadership. Slowly, but surely, they are acquiring nuclear weapons and, with them, the ability to control the world. They have no fear of death. In fact, we have been able to convince their leaders that the surest way to the after-life paradise is to kill those who don’t agree with them, in the name of their god, Allah. Our plan has worked. The greatest army we have, my loyal comrade, comprises those who hate anyone whose religion differs from their own. Do you understand where I’m going with this train of thought?”
“I do,” Samael answered, still considering the implications of Sezan’s statement. “I understand the premise but how do you plan to use it?”
“You will see,” he said, “but there is much work to be done. When you were monitoring Jhowah’s revelation on that island were these individuals a part of it?”
“No,” Samael answered, shaking his head, “they were not. Only the most technologically empowered countries sent a delegation. There were a few third-world countries but none from the region and religions that you suggest.”
“Well,” Sezan replied with a wicked smile adorning his Dromedan face, “Jhowah, my most hated Hivanian, has given us a significant advantage, but we will need to keep an eye out for Metatron. You know the two of them are inseparable.”
Over the Middle East
Aboard Sezan’s Vessel
As Sezan directed the navigator of his starship over the arid lands of the oil-rich countries near the original site of the first human colonization, he studied the terrain below through the monitors that were positioned in front of them. He stood like the defiant commander that he had become with his thin arms positioned behind his back and his small black eyes focused like steel balls on the monitors. Evil though he was, he was a leader to be reckoned with. Samael stood nearby with the remainder of the five-man flight crew in their assigned positions.
“I’m looking for a large inland sea,” he informed them. “It will be to the east and slightly north of the site of the Garden of Edena by about five hundred kilometers. When we see it we will find a very large population area a hundred kilometers south of it. That is the location of one of the centers of government for this nation.
“There are other governments in the area, but this particular one is led by a human that I have followed in the radio transmissions we receive. I believe him to be the leader who would be most receptive to our efforts, and he has infiltrated those countries who do not agree with him with an insidious army of followers. He has been a human of whom I am quite proud.”
“There is a large body of water,” Samael alerted him, his small Dromedan finger pointing to the monitor.
“I see it,” Sezan confirmed. “Now we go south to find the city.”
“My Lord,” the brawny Janosian navigator said, “I am seeing the outskirts of a city but my sensors are picking up the reflections of several Solean airships headed in our direction.”
“They don’t have any idea who we are,” Sezan instructed, a smile moving across his face. “I suppose this is not only a good way for them to get to know us, but a way for us to gain a little respect from them in our own way.”
The Dromedan watched and studied the situation as the military jets approached. He certainly didn’t want to destroy the possibility of negotiating with this group but he also wanted to demonstrate to them his power and invincibility.
“Put up our energy shields,” he instructed the crew.
“Yes, my Lord,” was the reply of the obedient crewman behind them. Obedience was ever present on this starship or anyplace where Sezan was present. It came out of fear of retribution from him which was established early after the assembling of this group of individuals who had fallen from the grace of Jhowah and vowed allegiance to the Dromedan.
“My Lord, should I return fire if they fire on us?” The question came from behind them and drew a swift answer from Sezan.
“No!” he called out. “Let them realize, first, the invincibility of our ship against their primitive vessels and weapons. It will give us a definite advantage in our negotiations and assure us of their complete cooperation.”
Sezan cackled as the jets fired bullets and several rockets at his starship. He saw the missiles explode and the bullets bounce away as they reached the periphery of the defense energy shields.
Soon his crew, realizing the futility of the attackers, also began enjoying their efforts that appeared somewhat like a small child attacking a full-grown man with his small fists and tiny feet. The attacks continued but the Solean action proved to be useless. One of the planes flew into the shield in an effort of self sacrifice to protect his homeland but the ship exploded and broke up as it reached the impenetrable energy field surrounding the ship.
“If another one tries that, hit him with a shot from the particle beam weapon before he reaches the shield,” Sezan commanded. In moments, another one attempted the same maneuver. When the beam struck the ship it exploded into thousands of minute pieces. The other vessels immediately turned and left with explosive bursts of sound as they reached supersonic speeds.
“Now place us in a stationary position over the base of operations of the ships that we just sent home,” Sezan instructed. “We will sit there and listen for radio efforts to contact us. Be sure to monitor the Solean frequencies, all of them.”
Within minutes the communications crewman alerted Sezan. “I believe they are trying to reach us, but they don’t sound very confident about their wishes.”
“Tell them we want the leader of their country to come here and we will then descend and land beside their ships. I want to speak with him on board this vessel.”
After a few moments the crewman informed Sezan. “They say their leader will not be able to come but he will send a representative and, my Lord, they want to know who we are.”
Sezan laughed aloud. “I’ll bet they do, and you can tell them that we represent other worlds who wish to discuss an urgent problem. You can tell them that their leader WILL come immediately. If he does not arrive within the next fifteen minutes we will leave their base in ashes and do likewise with their leader. We will then find another country to do business with.”
Moments later the crewman smiled as he told Sezan of the response. “I think they understand you, my Lord. All they said was ‘Yes, immediately.’”
Sezan gestured toward Samael. “A little show of force can often create a very cooperative attitude, my friend.”
Samael nodded and smiled at him, a look of fearful respect in his eyes.
Ten minutes later the navigator pointed to the monitor. “An airship with a large rotating propeller on top is approaching the field below and I see a large group of humans gathering on the ground there.”
“All right, take the ship down, once they land, and place it as close to their air ships as possible without causing injury; then let down our entry ramp.”
“Yes, my Lord,” was the navigator’s response.
In only moments after the starship settled into position, the egress ramp doors opened and as the ramp extended, two large and very muscular mahogany-skin Janosians walked, unarmed, down the ramp as it stabilized on the ground.
Janosians were very large individuals when compared to Hivanians and Dromedans. They were a warlike group before they were defeated on their home planet of Janos by the overwhelming superiority and technology of the combined forces of the other two species. It was centuries before the Janosians were able to join with the other two species in the manner that had come to exist at this point in time.
They motioned for the leader to mount the ramp to enter the ship as they stood guard on either side of the ramp. The human leader was an olive skinned and slightly built individual with dark and deep-set eyes, a short beard and a full head of shiny black hair. He began to walk forward, flanked on each side by two armed guards who appeared quite fearful, but the Janosians pointed to the guards, who began to raise their weapons, and wagged their fingers and shook their heads at the humans. The guards brought their weapons up, aiming at the aliens, but the leader, showing much of the white of his eyes, held up his hands toward them and motioned for them to go back, and they obligingly did.
The human leader began his walk up the ramp and was greeted at the top by a very jovial but definitely alien Sezan who invited him inside and to his quarters where the two of them along with Samael sat to talk.
“And how are you today, my friend?” Sezan asked the confused human.
“I’m not really sure right now,” he answered as he released a nervous and hoarse laugh from his throat that caused him to cough to clear the hoarseness.
“Don’t worry,” Sezan promised him. “I’m sure we can get along just fine. I’ve brought you here to see if we can work together to the benefit of both of us. What should I call you?”
“You can call me Mister President, but what if I don’t agree to do that?” The human asked.
Sezan grinned and motioned to a viewing window across the room. “Well, Mister President, walk over there and take a look out the window,” he suggested.
The president, not used to being told what to do, looked back at Sezan with suspicion in his eyes.
“Go ahead,” Sezan said. “I have no reason to do you harm, right now.”
He walked over to the window and looked out. A stunned expression came to his face. Unbeknownst to the leader and to the dismay of the humans who had accompanied him to the base; the ship had risen and traveled out of the atmosphere to a position three hundred kilometers above its original position on the ground.
“Our inertial damper works pretty, well doesn’t it?” Sezan mocked. “That’s a long way back to your base, human. I don’t think you would be able to walk that far, and I don’t see any wings attached to your back,” the Dromedan said as he sidled up to him and looked out the window back down at the planet.
Realizing his predicament and accepting the dominance of this extraterrestrial, the human took his seat again. Looking over at Sezan, he finally gave a short-lived smile. “I realize that right now you have me at a considerable disadvantage. May I ask who you are and where you came from, and what do you want with me?”
“I’m afraid that I will always have you at a considerable disadvantage, my human friend. I understand that you carry a bit of weight on this planet in that you and others around you control a large amount of oil and wealth, and at the same time you have developed nuclear weapons, AND that you have let it be known that you won’t be pushed around, especially by a group of humans you refer to as Zionists.”
“It is true, on all of those accusations, especially the last one. I don’t like them. I have pledged to destroy them, to wipe them from the face of Earth, and I will.”
“Not so fast,” Sezan cautioned, “all things in due time. Right now I need to let you in on something that is important to everyone on this world. A few nights ago an event occurred for which many have long waited. You see, I am a representative of the powerful being whom you call Allah.”
The president suddenly sat erect in his chair and looked at Sezan. It was obvious to him that this was no human who sat in front of him. If he were not from this world how would he know of Allah? Could he really be a representative from Allah?
Sezan watched as he absorbed his statement no matter how false it had been. “Allah has put me in a bad situation,” Sezan began. “A few nights ago he revealed himself to your world or, at least to the leaders of certain governments. It just happens that the other leaders of the world didn’t invite you, and it has now become my duty to inform you of his plans in hopes that He may include you.”
“Allah would have wanted me there,” the human leader yelped, “I and my people have been loyal and obedient servants. I wait for my place with Allah and my seventy-six virgins. I deserve my place.”
“Aah,” slipped from the throat of Sezan as he heard the claims of the human. “Actually the virgin claim you have made is probably a fallacy spread by someone for a purpose for which I am unable to explain, but there are things which Allah has asked for me to request of you.”
“I am His servant. What does He ask?”
“Only to lead the followers of Mohammad all over the world and help Allah gain control of the Christians and Zionists,” Sezan answered.
“Even of the great Satan we call the United States?” He questioned.
Sezan smiled. “I do feel we will be great friends some day, if there is a need to do so,” he answered.
“And how will I be able to do what he asked? He is the all-powerful one. I can only do as He says to do.”
“Yes, and it seems that your stature in this part of the world places you in a position to gain the help of others who also have a plentiful supply of these fossil fuels. This can be a very helpful thing to Allah if you can cooperate. He feels that by reducing the output of the liquid energy source you call oil to the rest of the world and convincing other followers of Allah to do the same, it will make these infidels a bit more vulnerable. We MUST do something to free the world of this unholy scourge.”
“Tell him that I will begin immediately,” the president said.
“It is something that he wishes to be done in increments,” Sezan continued, “and, of course, as the supply diminishes, the price shall rise. It’s a rather universal law. I’m quite sure that you have no objection to that, nor should any of the other members of your societies that produce large amounts of oil. As you know, there are countries out there that use very large amounts, but whose political leaders have been convinced by the promise of financial favors to themselves not to produce it. It sounds crazy but you are one who has reaped the profits of such short sightedness and personal ambition for fame and fortune and this will only improve when you begin your restrictions.”
“Allah should have already seen that we have done this in the past,” the human reminded him, “and that we have regular meetings to decide on such changes in production. An alliance of oil-producing countries already controls many of the political leaders throughout the world. Our next cartel meeting is in five days and I will present this effort to my Islamic brothers and our allies.”
“You will find that some will be against this move,” Sezan warned, “but I would suggest that if they are, you should take them aside individually in a private area and explain what has happened to you and your military today. I would think that the mere fact that the non-Islamic countries left you and your Islamic brothers out of his revelation would be enough to cause them to wish to gain His favor. Exert your influence over them. If you have any problems with the local leaders that show disbelief, I will approach them.”
“Will you be returning?” the human asked.
“Yes, I’ll be back soon after you meet with your partners in the cartel to see if there are any who I need to speak with. You might warn them that I wouldn’t like it if I have to go to them individually. By the way, I’d appreciate it if there were no explosive receptions when I return to meet with you.”
The human, appearing a bit agitated, smiled. “I assure you there will be no hostility. What should I call you?”
“My name is Sezan, but you should address me as my Lord.”
“Yes - that is what I will do, my Lord. Have no fear. We will not be attacking you on your return. I am the president of my country and they will follow my orders.”
“Oh, I will hold no fear,” Sezan said with a chuckle. “My defenses are impenetrable, even to your nuclear weapons. Have you not yet realized that?”
“Yes, my Lord,” the human replied meekly.
Sezan watched as the human leader turned and followed his escort to leave the ship. He turned to Samael with a look of victory as he savored the moment.
One Month Later
Aboard Sezan’s Starship
Monitoring the News
Sezan and Samael sat across the table from each other at in the ship’s conference room listening to the daily INN broadcast.
The INN reporter spoke sharply as she summed up the recent world news and followed up with an attempt at a fair and balanced commentary.
“Oil prices have reached two hundred and thirty dollars a barrel in the recent run up that seems to be originating from the OPEC nations of the Middle East and certain of their South American allies. Political observers are suggesting that much of this new crisis might be based on the remnants of the policies imposed during the last years of previous Republican administrations in the U.S., particularly in the way they handled these countries, and America’s dependence on foreign oil. Some have also said that much of this has been happening as a result of the associations of previous administrations’ ties with the oil-producing nations.”
The reporter continued: “Representatives of the American oil industries deny any part in causing the rise in prices as certain leftist spokespersons have implied. The issue is having astounding affects not only on the United States economy, but worldwide, and anger is mounting. Fanned by America’s enemies, class warfare is running rampant, and division of Americans into ideological camps is further dividing and polarizing the once-united peoples of this country. The politics that are developing in the United States has separated citizens into even more partisan camps than in the recent past.
“The now dominant Democrat Party is saying that the confusion is caused by the Republicans in Congress who continue to call global warming a clever hoax created by the One World initiators, or Illuminati, and embraced by the Democrat Party in an effort to gain them even more control over world affairs.
“The political left sees the global warming debate as a way to further liberal causes by creating new taxes. This same group is preventing drilling for domestic oil deposits in the states by tying the use of carbon-based fuels to atmospheric changes that, they say, cause global warming. They do however continue to purchase oil from the oil-producing countries.
“Without tapping into the U.S. reserves, the price of fossil fuels will continue to skyrocket, resulting in an even greater amount of wealth redistribution away from the people and to America’s enemies.
“Conservative Republicans insist that the radical environmentalists and anti-capitalists must be reckoned with if the U.S. is to remain a viable nation with the standing that it has always held within the global community. The data presented by free-thinking scientists shows that global warming is not the work of man, but is caused by shifts in the world’s temperature that have been occurring for millions of years. It has been shown and accepted to be caused by the sun as well as a slight wobble in the planet’s axis. Also, this is a result of natural events on this planet and on other planets throughout the solar system. Erupting volcanoes and rampant forest fires that incinerate thousands of acres of foliage also emit large amounts of carbon dioxide into the atmosphere every year.
“The Republicans also claim that the leaders on the left, with the cooperation of their friends in the world’s media, are out to discredit the scientists who know the truth about the planet’s temperature.
Sezan looked over at Samael. “This is interesting. I do believe we have chosen the right tool for our purposes.”
“It is having an effect,” Samael replied.
“The record cold winters of the last two years and the recent decade-long decline of average world temperatures is, however, making it more difficult to perpetuate their claims,” the reporter continued. “This whole global warming campaign may have more to it than meets the eye. Critics claim that the climate change debate is an instrument being used by powerful insiders to gain more control of every aspect of people’s lives
“Opponents of the global warming theory are quick to add: if saving the planet is the true concern, and if eliminating carbon emissions would save the planet, rather than taxing and controlling those who release byproducts of combustion, why aren’t lawmakers and environmentalists advocating doing away with energy sources that contribute to the problem? Why aren’t lawmakers spending taxpayer’s monies in building cleaner and more efficient alternatives that are already developed, especially modern nuclear power plants –- large ones that could power major population areas, medium-sized ones, like those aboard Navy aircraft carriers, and compact ones, some of which would be capable of powering automobiles and other combustible engines? The Republicans have suggested that the billions of dollars spent on solar and wind energy would be more efficiently spent on harnessing nuclear energy.
“Other former leaders on the left are quoted as saying that these frigid winters are just a result of a massive summation of what happens when mankind’s contributions to the problem allows weather to run rampant. They warn that the heat may return soon in a destructive frenzy, but since changing their predictions more to “climate change” rather than global warming, some are even predicting a new ice age.
“Through the global warming campaign, children and the very gullible all around the world have been frightened into believing that they and their families are in immediate danger of being swallowed up by the rising oceans caused by melting polar caps. They are told stories that the melting ice is causing polar bears to drown at sea when scientists have shown that they can swim from as far away as a hundred and fifty miles to return from icebergs to get to the mainland. The polar bear population has also been shown to be stable. Several studies have even shown that there has been an increase in their numbers.
“The president of the United States has had very little to say about problems related to the increase in oil prices since his return from his talks with the oil-producing countries of the Middle East and South America. One might even think that he desires an increase in oil prices.
“China and Russia are also silent on the matter, while continuing their economic growth, and are beginning to cash in on the rise in oil prices and the current downfall of the American economy. The average citizens of Russia and China, however, are not enjoying the fruits of their countries’ profits. Only the high-ranking members of the Communist parties in those countries seem to be lounging in the luxurious effects of the windfall. Incidentally, although both countries rely on nuclear power for supplying much their domestic energy needs, neither Russia nor China has signed on to the global warming movement, nor have they made any effort to reduce carbon emissions created by their industrial plants and the fossil-powered machines used by their massive populations.
“While Western governments are gaining more control over their citizenship, the latest INN poll indicates that there is a developing distrust by the populace of the governments of all nations and it isn’t seen to have any chance of improving in the near future. Those in the field are suggesting that within three months oil prices will probably hit twice the level of today’s figures. A growing number of governments are concerned that as people learn more about the previously undisclosed connections between the global-warming movement, powerful socialists, and OPEC, they might take matters into their own hands, especially the Americans, who have a history of rising up when they have had enough.
“Stay tuned to this INN station. As we learn more, we will bring it to you.”
Sezan leaned back in his chair and raised one of his fingers toward the ceiling. There was an evil grin on his face as the evening INN newscaster completed her summary of the day’s news.
“Samael, we have chosen a very effective method to spread havoc throughout this planet, especially in America. We shall continue to be patient.
“I’m glad we were able to configure our communications to receive these transmissions from the Solean news media,” Sezan commented as he drummed his small fingers on the table in front of him and watched the report. “In a way, some of them seem to be quite helpful to our cause. My ideas are slowly but surely taking shape the way we had planned them and, surprisingly, some of the reports from the American media seem to be enhancing our efforts. Peace and harmony among mankind is dying. Chaos is on the rise, a perfect setting for the kind of revolution that will allow us to gain a more complete control over the people of Soleus-3.
“I have received assurances from Solomon that sympathetic high-ranking officials in the United States and other Western countries will not intercede should Tehran deem it necessary to protect its interests. Since American leaders have abandoned concern of any threat from Iran, the Iranians are no longer worried about assaults from them. It seems that the current American administration must have been satisfied after their conversations with the Iranian leader.
“The Iranian president tells me that he is building up his forces and acquiring newer and more high-tech air ships and weapons from the northern nation they call Russia. I just assume that this is in preparation for an attack which he so strongly desires on the small Zionist country to the west of him. In our last meeting he kept going back to his plans to attack them. I suggested that he wait a bit longer before actually doing it and, at that time, he agreed. However, he was still quite eager to get on with his foray into their country.”
“I imagine,” Samael replied, “that the Zionists are aware of the potential attack and are also preparing for it. The Iranian leader has certainly announced his intentions to the world. The Zionists would be fools not to realize it. And with the assurance from Solomon that even with questions looming about the presidency, the United States will not intervene. The Zionists will have no alternative but to retaliate with all the weapons that they have in their arsenal.”
“Oh yes, I’m sure they are preparing,” Sezan agreed. “The human tells me that he has a secret weapon that will wipe them out if ground and air assaults fail. I’m sure it is some form of the nuclear weapons that were used on the planet sixty or so Solean years ago. They certainly don’t mind how they dirty up their world that we made for them. And, it is thought that the Zionists also have an arsenal of such weapons buried in silos throughout their tiny country. The war they have long called Armageddon will be at hand.”
“This certainly won’t help in being at peace with Jhowah,” Samael concluded. “This is diametrically opposed to his wishes and what he made very plain in the island speech before he left for Paradon, His beloved hometown on Hivania.”
“Yes, my dear Samael,” Sezan replied smirking. “Now you’re getting the idea. We’re seeing my plan developing as we have hoped for. Have you been able to determine what Metatron is doing these days? We have to keep a watchful eye on him too, you know.”
In the city south of the great sea the human leader, the president of the country, stood before his most trusted ministers and revealed his plan to them. Also present were emissaries of his Western sympathizers.
“During the last month I have sent the most armed vessels in our navy in quiet maneuvers down south and around the Cape. They are now making their way toward the Mediterranean and within the week they will be off the coast of Israel. The rest of the world may or may not realize what has happened. I believe that the Great Satan could spot our actions from the eyes of their satellites in the skies above us, but they will be of no concern to us.”
Whispers and questions arose from the ministers. “Have we cleared this through the Ayatollah?” one of them inquired. The ministers seemed surprised, but at the same time excited at the prospect of destroying their old enemy.
“It has been cleared with him and we really don’t expect any reaction from our friends in the UN or the current administration of the United States. We have our sympathizers and surrogates in place among several governments who will not respond until after we have destroyed this scourge on our world.
“We are now holding one of the strongest and most well-trained and well-armed military forces on this planet with the exception of our allies in Russia and China. We outnumber and even out arm the United States since our friends in power there have seen to it that their military might has been reduced to such low levels during the past several years. When they agreed to the Treaty of Guantanamo recently, they did away with their nuclear capabilities. In fact, they have destroyed all of their nuclear weapons and demoralized and emasculated their intelligence networks. We have the strength and the capability to destroy our enemies and make this a better world.”
A mumble of thankfulness met the human leader’s ears and he nodded in return.
“We should be ready to launch our attack in eight to ten days and once it begins, the forces of Allah will overcome the Zionists and we will destroy their homeland and rid the world of these dogs. What might remain will be gathered up and removed. We will wipe them from the face of the Earth.”
“Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar!” The praise resounded from the ministers who sat before the human leader. Now the plan was set and the time would fast approach. Would there be anything that would stop this planned genocide?
A Week Later In
The prime minister of the nation of Israel, in an unusual move, called for a completely closed and secret session of the Foreign Affairs Committee of the Knesset and held it in an undisclosed meeting place near Jerusalem where he stood before them surveying the members and their demeanor.
“We are at a grave point in the history of our nation,” he announced as he watched their faces. “Our intelligence has confirmed a set of circumstances that I and a few others construe as an imminent act of all-out war on our country. Today a fleet of Iranian ships sits a considerable distance off our coast in the Mediterranean near Gaza with their missiles pointed in our direction.
“The Iranian army is poised near the Iraqi border awaiting orders from the Ayatollah and cooperative forces in Al-Qaida and Hezbollah that the way is clear for Iranian troop carriers to cross that country and through Lebanon and into Syria from which they can attack northern and eastern parts of our country. They have just completed a revamping of their air force and have purchased the latest and most sophisticated jets and weaponry for their planes. I have called the United States to ask for that country’s help and they tell me that they are unable to provide it because recent talks between their country and the Iranian government leads them to believe that there is no real danger that will come to us from Iran. And, even if they agreed to help us, it would be difficult for them to bring enough ground troops and supply lines into play in time.
“I also called the prime minister of Britain. He was more sympathetic, but told me without the support of the United States, his Parliament would not agree to provide assistance. We are on our own.” He paused to allow time for his words to sink in. “I will accept any questions you may have.”
“Mister Prime Minister, why is it that you feel that these are events that create an act of such severe imminent danger to us? We have seen their ships out there before and none of us met the events with apathy, but we didn’t begin rattling sabers.” The question came from the head of the Foreign Affairs Committee.
“We have more than just this,” the prime minister replied. “We have internal intelligence from inside the government of Iran that we will be attacked within the week. Satellite Intel that we received from our own intelligence within the United States, believe it or not, confirms there are hundreds of vehicles gathered near the western border of Iraq that may well be moving at this time. The U.S. knows our plight even though they deny concern. Many of the vehicles are loaded with supplies and many are ready to carry ground troops to clean up after they strike from the sea and air.
“There are thousands of troops camped near the sites of the transportation vehicles. We’ve never before seen this kind of build up and activity in all three areas of their military at the same time, and all pointed in our direction. It is clearly in preparation for an aggressive military action against our homeland.”
“Have we received word from anyone in the United States intelligence community to confirm this?” Another member asked.
“As you know, we have received less and less intelligence from United States security sources in the past few years. It has become a real problem at times to even confirm our own intelligence that we have in place there. Some of our people are beginning to feel nakedness in Israel’s reliance on that country, even though in years past it has been a dependable ally for us. The comments from America today affirm that the winds of change are blowing in an adverse direction, and it appears that they will be siding with the radical Muslims. We might even be reaching a point in which to contact the U.S. government, might be counterproductive, if you understand my meaning.
“You are a part of the group that I look to as my advisers in a situation like this. Earlier I met with military and technical experts whom I trust and who agree with the conclusion that we have reached. If we sit back and wait for an attack, we are inviting the destruction of Israel. If we use our readied forces we might prevent this destruction. Whatever we do we have no time to waste. We must act now. They are truly readying for an attack on us.”
“Before we decide,” another member added, “would you tell us about any information regarding the possibility of a nuclear attack? Do we have any Intel regarding that situation?”
“We just can’t say how ready their nuclear capability is at this time,” the prime minister answered, “but we feel that it is very possible that it might be ready for the offensive purposes for which they have been creating it. Most think that they will only use this if it appears all other actions are failing. However, I do not believe that they will hesitate to use nuclear weapons to achieve their stated mission to destroy us. They have not been shy about their hate for us. That puts urgency on the matter of a pre-imminent attack. We should hit them before they can hit us.”
With that the committee chairman stood and asked for a vote. All members voted for an immediate preemptive strike and that no information should be given to any other country, including the United States, prior to the attack.
The Next Morning
“I stand before you with the full support of the state behind us. The Ayatollah gives us his blessings and I have assurances from abroad that we will be able to complete our challenge without interference,” the president announced to his ministers and to a group of his military leaders gathered to hear the final plans before their attack was to begin.
“To our military...” he turned to face his generals and continued. “You have made your plans and we are all in agreement that if these fail we will fall back on a larger and more destructive method.” The military commanders nodded. The plans were what they had been anticipating for years.
“Then let us go forth, destroy these dogs that pollute our lands, and take back Ishmael’s birthright, lands that are rightfully ours. Allahu Akbar!” And with those words still lingering as an echo in the great hall of their meeting, he reached and took the gavel lying nearby bringing it down on the table.
As the gavel met the table top the entire room exploded. The walls and roof came down on the group, killing them all. Outside there were F15s and F16s swarming like a disturbed hornet’s nest, firing missiles at every government facility that came into their sights. There was little or no resistance from the Iranian air force or ground forces, which were in place readying for a strike on Israel on the western borders of Iran. The element of surprise had been taken by the Israelis whose planes adorned with the Star of David and their own unique emblem struck the capitol with the precision of surgeons and maintained dominance in the airspace above Tehran.
Meanwhile military airborne robotic drones were over the uranium enrichment facilities at Natanz, the uranium conversion facility at Isfahan, the plutonium production facilities at Arak, and the nearby storage facilities which housed the nuclear material intended for future warheads. Within a period of twenty minutes the drones had found their targets and released their lethal payloads. The entire operation took only about thirty or forty minutes from the arrival of the drones and jets over their objectives until the last missile was fired in this preemptive strike.
During the attack one of the F15 pilots in the Sedeh area spotted an ominous circular construction on the ground. The pilot had been trained in observing from above and in the identification of nuclear missile sites. What he saw was a poorly camouflaged missile silo that he recognized as being of Russian design and used in that country specifically for the class of rocketry created to carry nuclear warheads. Having already exhausted his missile supply he called for a backup attack on the site.
Very shortly an F22 Raptor stealth fighter, the most advanced fighter in the world and armed to the hilt with a battery of missiles and onboard high-tech sensors and computers, moved in and unleashed a destructive bombardment on the site. The plane had arrived a month earlier from Australia just in time to be readied for this action.
Selling of the new fighter to Israel had been canceled by Congress when they had cut off the program in July of 2009. One of the fighters out of the initial order from Lockheed-Martin was, however, scheduled to be sold to Australia. Even its release and shipment had been delayed by congressional hearings and interference from a very pacifist-leaning executive branch of government in Washington, D.C., which had gotten wind of Israeli-Aussie talks. Nevertheless, refusing to sell the F22 Raptor to Australia would have been looked upon as a widening gulf between the U.S. and another of its traditional allies. In order to realize future aspirations, the U.S. administration didn’t need to alienate any other members of the United Nations. So, it agreed to support the Australian sale.
Members of a secret group known as Operation Shield in Australia had been working diligently and quietly to procure the Raptor so that it could be used by Israel, if necessary, to defend itself or Operation Shield against its enemies. Now the time had arrived and it had performed as expected.
The explosions that emanated from the Raptor attacks were enormous. There were three silos identified and three silos destroyed. There would be a definite search by the Israeli for the telltale circular signs of other silos that might exist throughout the country.
Back near the Israeli coast another group of jets was pounding the Iranian ships that had failed to receive any orders to strike and release their missiles. Several of the ships were able to avoid a direct hit by the Israelis, and the jets, having fired the full load of their missiles, had to return to their bases for reloading.
The night before the attack several Israeli patrol boats out of the port of Haifa had carried an elite group of underwater Flotilla 13 commandos to the Iranian vessels. After the air bombardment, the commandos planted charges which were remotely exploded from a Dolphin submarine that had moved into the area from its normal recon position off the Libyan coast. Those ships not destroyed by the air attack were taken out by the remote activation from the Dolphin.
The prime minister proclaimed victory and revealed the destruction of the nuclear capability of the Iranian military. He announced that there had been reports of only minor loss of civilian life when the government buildings in Tehran had been destroyed. The reaction of the world would most certainly be forthcoming within a mere few hours.
THE UNITED NATIONS: A FAILED INSTRUMENT OF CHANGE
March 23, 2013
Return to Bimini
Doug Bradley and Hank McConnell, acting as spokesmen and agents of the Majic-12 group from the United States, stood outside the temporary Bimini facility that had been constructed as a place of meeting and contact between the leaders of Earth and the representatives of the Reticulum Alliance. The Alliance was made up of the extraterrestrial species that had created this world and its inhabitants known as humans.
“Has the Israeli military occupied Iran?” Doug asked.
“It has never tried to occupy Iran,” Hank explained. “They were only defending their nation. Anyway, there is very little left to occupy after the strike as far as remaining military or government facilities. The major government leaders, including the president, are all dead and the military is in shambles, what’s left of it. Their navy and air force were completely destroyed, and the army is in a state of disarray that will take a while to rebuild. Israeli jets continue to fly sorties over Iran and they fire anytime there is military activity or they see a possibility of troops trying to resupply, congregate or regroup.
“Metatron has acted rapidly trying to get all parties here to try and calm the situation so that something can be done to handle this in a permanent way. He remembers the words of Jhowah and the fact that he has been left here to monitor our activities. Jhowah won’t like this. We have the strong possibility of a global outbreak of war and I guess you could say an interstellar incident if Sezan gets involved. The United Nations is not very sympathetic to the Israeli cause and has been reported as saying where its loyalties and the majority of its votes would go if it is brought to their chambers. Our own U.S. administration has made similar statements. The future of the world is in the crosshairs.”
“Sezan may already be involved,” Doug suggested. “He seems always to be around when trouble arises. This alien is the same individual that we have always called Satan. What can we expect?”
“Metatron, of course, will be thinking of Sezan,” Hank reminded. “There’s not much he can do about him, though. The Reticulum Security leader, Admiral Pazon, has been trying to capture him for many thousands of years. He seems to be able to keep a step ahead of Pazon with his commandeered starship. One day he’ll make a misstep and Pazon will nab him.”
As they walked toward the temporary assembly area, the two looked over at the early signs of construction for a permanent building to accommodate these meetings. Jhowah had sent a set of plans for what he wanted to be built.
“Let’s get inside the temporary,” Hank urged. “Metatron will want the meeting to get underway as soon as possible.”
As they entered the building they noticed the Israeli prime minister seated near the front row of the chamber. He was studying documents and was alone and not in conversation as were many of those present.
“I see the prime minister from Israel there,” Doug noted.
“Yeah, he doesn’t seem like a very happy guy, does he?”
“He’s all business,” Doug said. “I’ve watched him for years. He received some of his early military training in the U.S. and is one of the sharpest minds on the planet. He led the attack on Iran from his office and I’ll bet his hands were on every phase of that operation. The Majestic group said Iran was only a few hours away from bringing down its entire arsenal on Israel and that would have meant nuclear strikes if they had needed it. The prime minister must have been following every Iranian move like a hawk after a young rabbit.”
“I don’t think the current U.S. administration thinks too highly of him,” Hank offered. “They lean more toward the Islamic countries. That’s a shame. Israel is like an island, sitting out there all alone among the Islamic states and it seems like they can’t depend on us anymore. We have always backed them until this latest group took over at the White House and in Congress. For the last four to five years they have fought against every effort the conservatives made trying to keep Israel armed so we can have a reasonable balance of power over there. I heard someone saying that they almost prevented the delivery of the high-tech F22 Raptor that we have been trying to get for them. The administration fought it tooth and nail, and the liberal congressman running the House Finance and Banking Committee was right in there also trying to stop the shipment.
“Had the Australians not stepped up, had the United State’s economy not been so bad, and had the aeronautical union workers not put such pressure on Congress, the administration would not have allowed the sale even to the Aussies. Fortunately the Raptor arrived just in time to join in on the attack on the nuclear silos. Just imagine what would have happened if Iran had launched its nuclear missiles. It would have set off a chain reaction around the world. Israel’s action may have not only secured its existence, but it has given the world one last chance for peace.”
“I think Metatron is about to speak,” Doug cautioned.
Metatron, as before, was dressed in his toga wrap and had a stern look on his face as he approached the podium. Metatron, like Jhowah, scanned the audience and since he had already ascended or had been taken to Hivania, he had been given a newly cloned body by Jhowah that was capable of being treated with Sezan’s age-arrest therapy, which also made him telempathic. He read the thoughts and emotions of the audience and discerned the mixed emotions and thoughts of those in attendance just as Jhowah had done at the first contact meeting.
“It has come to my attention,” he began, “that a warlike state has erupted in certain areas of your planet, and, if you remember the words of Jhowah that he spoke before he left for his home world, you should understand that this will not stand. We must attend to this today or this planet risks annihilation by a decision from Jhowah. He is a being who does not speak unless he has thought out the situation. Once he has fully evaluated it he carries through with His warnings.
“Now it is my understanding that the country of Iran was in the process of making war on the country of Israel, and Israel, upon finding out, made severe preemptive attacks on Iran in an attempt to stop the assault. What I intend to do is hear from each of the countries. I ask first for a statement from the country of Israel. Have I been advised wrongly, sir?”
Metatron stepped back and took a seat behind and to the left of the podium, and the Israeli prime minister, a highly respected leader in his country, took to the podium in almost a soldierly approach, setting his notes to the side for later reference and looking forward at the audience. There was a virile and foreboding sternness in his voice.
“Yes, you were properly counseled, my Lord. I am a man of peace. The action that I led against the forces of Iran were not done without deep consideration of what it may mean to the status of world peace and to the commands made to us earlier by Jhowah. We were careful not to attack civilian populations or compounds. It was precisely directed at the weapons and those who were preparing to create or use them to annihilate my country, my people and our way of life. Peace is all we want; all we have ever asked for. We have no interest in invading the countries that surround us. We only want to live our lives as we wish, as Jhowah has directed our ancient ancestors through the laws He passed down through Moses. Yet, there are those who hate us and who have pledged to destroy us as did the Iranian president, and as he has done on many occasions.
“Our intelligence sources were alerted by those who care about world peace that Iran was amassing troops on the border of Iraq, sending armed warships to anchor off our shores and had readied their newly purchased jets for combat. These initiatives were confirmed by satellite reconnaissance, and sources inside the country of Iran had assured us that we were in imminent danger of attack. It is my duty to protect and defend the nation of Israel and I was left no choice but to attack those who would rain down the weapons of war upon us and perhaps set off a great world war.” With that he stepped back awaiting questions from Metatron or the other member nations.
“It is my understanding,” Metatron said, “that you have an organization here on Earth that is called The United Nations, and that they have the duty to take situations like this and hold hearings that prevent such catastrophes. Why did you not use this international resource?”
The prime minister’s countenance was pensive as he responded. “This organization, to which you refer, my Lord, is known to spend much time in verbal activities which they call negotiations and dialogue, thus delaying or preventing justice to those most urgently needing it –- to impose economic sanctions on resolution violators rather than take corrective action. And with the decisions rendered by this body over the past four years, to depend on them for rapid action and to expect them to take such action designed to protect my country is unrealistic to say the least and would be insane to say the most.
“The power base within the United Nations has been anti-American at times but, more currently, anti-Israeli. There was no time to present my case and expect a suitable response unless I was willing to accept the sacrifice of many of my countrymen and the destruction of our country and our way of life.
“It is of the greatest importance to the cause of world peace and to the challenge which Jhowah made to us that the countries of Russia and North Korea be shown to be equally guilty in this case as was the country of Iran. Both Russia and North Korea have aided and abetted Iran and the enemies of Israel by training and arming them with nuclear weapons while trying to appear to be helping them to develop nuclear power plants, ostensibly for peaceful energy purposes. They have also armed them with their most technologically advanced jets and missiles.
“It is also important to mention that the country of Iran has been in the lead in the run up of oil prices causing the current global crisis in fossil fuels, which has led to a deepening of the world’s financial problems. All of this is designed to create a new world order and a shift of wealth and power away from predominantly Judeo-Christian countries toward Islamic or agnostic nations, sworn to Jihad, a universal war intended to eradicate Jews and Christians from the face of the Earth.”
“What say you?” Metatron asked as he pointed to and addressed, from his seat, the Russian representative.
The former president of Russia, who represented the current regime, approached the podium passing the prime minister who was returning to his seat. The Russian glared at the prime minister who maintained a stern countenance.
“My Lord,” he said as he looked toward Metatron and then took a position at the microphone, “I take great offense at the remarks of the prime minister of Israel that my country was complicit in a planned action to destroy Israel. I suggest that no such plan had been formulated and that the country of Iran was merely setting up its usual and expected defenses as any prudent country would do. My country is an ally to Iran and will be in place to assist in their return to recovery and normalcy, and to assist them in defending their borders or even retaliating if they feel that it is necessary.”
With the mention of retaliation Metatron came to his feet and drew near the former president. “Mister President, I would like for you to return to your seat, and would the representative of Iran now approach the podium?”
The Russian representative abruptly stopped his return to his seat and turned back to respond for Iran. “My Lord, Iran is in such a state of disarray that they were unable to find a knowledgeable representative at this time.”
“I see,” Metatron responded, “what about North Korea?”
“My Lord,” one of the U.N. staff members who was seated behind the podium said, “North Korea chose not to send a representative.”
Metatron nodded in disappointment. “Then, perhaps someone from around the border or near Israel would give us their opinion as to what happened and what they plan to do about it,” he said.
The Syrian ambassador from the United Nations stood and commented from his location. “Syria and all of the nations around Israel and nearby are planning the possibility of discontinuing oil and any other necessary supplies to Israel, which we feel made a non-provoked attack on our neighbor, Iran.”
Metatron shook his head. He next questioned the Germans and then the French, both of whom had no specific remarks and no threats. China was not in the least upset, as this event would probably add to its profits from oil which in the past few years had led to a booming economy.
Finally, Metatron reached out for the opinion of the United States whose representative responded in an impotent fashion saying that, since there had been no communication with the Israeli prior to the attacks, it knew nothing. The representative said that, in fact, the president had been in recent contact with the late Iranian leader and condemned the attack. “Our president,” he said, “knew of no thoughts or plans of an attack by that country on Israel, at least that he could ascertain.”
“Listen to that,” Doug whispered as he leaned over toward Hank. “What the hell could we say? We have been gutted defensively and offensively by the agenda of recent administrations and their liberal counterparts in Congress. Against the advice of his chief-of-staff and to appease the United Nations, they even signed the Guantanamo Treaty which, besides returning the land and military base back to the Castro group, has resulted in destroying all of our nuclear weapons, even the nuclear defense system developed during the 1980s, a technology that we had never used, but always had in place. We were kept strong and protected by its very presence.”
“Yes,” Hank agreed, “they wanted to make a show of good faith to the world, to bring about what they called ‘change.’ They thought if everyone liked us everything would be OK. I have long thought that some in our leadership have their sights on a bigger plum, one hanging at the top of the United Nations hierarchy.”
“We have change, all right,” Doug added. “We can or won’t do anything to help Israel, or ourselves for that matter. As a nation, we are broke and unarmed. The plan to borrow and spend ourselves into prosperity failed miserably. China owns more of America than Americans do. It controls the only trade route from the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean, the Panama Canal. We have been gutted as a superpower, by our own leaders. Iran, before Israel took the initiative, could have taken us out.”
“Who is that guy over there?” Hank asked as he leaned toward Doug and nodded into a row of seats near the wall. “He’s been watching us rather intently.”
“I’m not sure,” Doug replied looking at him.
The observer, a large man with short blond hair and with a black eye patch, gave a nod toward them, confirming Hanks assumption of his observation.
“If he wants to talk, he’ll find us,” Hank surmised.
As the dialogue began to terminate, Metatron stood before the earthly representatives and announced that he would be in contact with Jhowah, and based on recent world events, was not expecting a very pleasant response. He told the body that, although he would plead for clemency and more time, he could not assure them of Jhowah’s reaction to what had just occurred. He admitted that he had impressions of who were the wrongdoers and who were the people who were trying to live and rule as Jhowah had commanded, but it would be up to him to move in any other direction. No matter who was in the right or wrong, he advised strongly that there would be an immediate cease fire followed by serious peace talks that would lead to an agreement with teeth in it.
After they were dismissed by Metatron who ascended in his usual way, the two Aquarians moved outside following at a safe distance behind the individual who seemed to have such a keen interest in them. He moved over into a spot that was not very well seen by the leaders who were exiting the meeting and heading for the Alice Town Seaport or the airstrip on South Bimini to return to their homelands.
“What can we do for you?” Hank asked as they approached him.
He reached into his coat and brought out a leather bound folder and exposed the contents to Hank and Doug. He was CIA.
“My sources tell me that you two have known our extraterrestrial friends for many years,” he advised in a low but distinct voice as he returned his CIA identification to his pocket. “They also say that you have no compassion for the agenda of the current U.S. administration.” He waited for their response. He had not identified his own leanings but he had stated a well-informed knowledge of their position.
“If you know this, then you know the organization which we represent,” Hank responded, testing the true knowledge of this man.
“The Majestic-12 group,” he correctly answered. “The Aquarian group would more exactly label your position within the organization.”
“And what do you need from us?” Doug asked.
“Since the treaty signed at Guantanamo, a group of people in high places has been in the midst of a dilemma that is requiring help from many sources… and how do you like the car that I heard you bought last month?” He asked a confused Doug.
“What?” Doug asked. The two were stunned by the remark, but soon realized his ploy and continued the small talk while one of the visiting dignitaries walked quite near and past them.
“As I said,” the CIA agent continued when they were alone, “it is the duty of my group to protect our nation –- and in doing so –- the world; but the current leadership of our country is making it a difficult job. In fact, we are baffled by the recent decisions coming out of the White House and Congress. We are currently in talks with the Israeli and Australian governments that have given us hope to be able to make some progress in our efforts to stabilize the world economically, politically and militarily. My superiors are in a very untenable position as we all work behind the backs of the current administration to make some attempt to protect our way of life.”
“And where do we fit into this picture?” Hank asked.
“Beside my duty in the CIA, I represent a group of puissant, yet unknown, world leaders devoted to God, or as you call him, Jhowah, and who have taken on the idea of leading a protectorate movement of the entire planet. We need someone to be our liaison with Jhowah and Metatron. Although the founders of this movement knew Metatron, they are no longer alive. Those of us, who are carrying out the covenant which they created, need to meet with Metatron. It is very possible that there is a connection between the radical Islamic groups and the one they call Sezan, or at least the Israeli intelligence feels that way.”
“I hope not,” Doug replied. “He would be a dangerous adversary. By the way, who or what do we call you?”
“Just refer to me as ‘Prophet,’” he said as he shook their hands, “and you will hear me refer to this alliance with Israel as Operation Shield. This is why we need you as liaison. If this connection with the extraterrestrial known as Sezan is true, we have a serious complication in handling our sworn duties and what help we might need from Metatron and Jhowah in restoring order in the world. We hope that this can be mediated by you.”
“Should we inform him now?” Hank asked.
“He already knows. We need to get all of our ducks in a row, first, and see if this most recent military incident is a real threat to our ability to control the economic and military events on a global level. We also need to penetrate the powerful sub-rosa group known as the Illuminati. They, and their ancestors, have long controlled the flow of global capital and, many times, the leadership throughout the world. We need to know how they stand on this current crisis. The good news is that we, and I mean Operation Shield, as the keepers of The Covenant are known, have the capability of a high-tech defense system that could render short-, medium-, and long-range nuclear missiles impotent once we learn to use it properly.”
“What?” Doug mouthed with very little sounds coming from his throat.
“Yes,” Prophet resumed. “It seems that during the 1980s there was great concern not only about the defenses of the United States, Europe, and Australia but that of Israel as it sat in the middle of an ever-increasing philosophy of Jihadism among the radical Islamists. The American and British leadership had a considerable arsenal of nuclear weapons secretly placed inside the borders of Great Britain, Israel, and Australia and we are sure that this was not known by any of the recent administrations. As suspected members of the Illuminati group, they would not have been informed. There have been public speeches by some that were very much along the lines of the philosophy of the Illuminati.
“The original operation and secret transfer of weaponry was referred to among the operatives as Operation Big Stick, named after the defense policy of the early twentieth-century president, Teddy Roosevelt.”
“What about the current administration, does it know? Did any of the earlier administrations know?” Hank questioned.
“As I said, we feel quite sure that they never found out. The leadership at the time The Covenant was created kept this under wraps; even the cabinet members were kept in the dark,” Prophet answered. “We knew before the most recent elections that the current administration and those who engineered its rise to power had an agenda that was not compatible with America remaining the world’s preeminent military superpower and having a workable defense for our country. With China and Russia back in as economically and militarily powerful nations, and now Russia standing behind Iran and North Korea, we must be able to protect the people of the United States and our trusted allies. It seems that this cache of nuclear weapons, along with other powerful defenses, and it is a large cache, are our aces-in-the-hole, if we can make it all work, to preserve world peace.
“Our current efforts are under the title of Operation Shield and, considering what the world has at stake, we must make it work for all free nations and for the sake of Jhowah’s project and his plans for our future. We intend to do as the first president Roosevelt advised: ‘Speak softly, but carry a big stick.’
“There are several powerful Jewish and Christian leaders around the world who are working with us to inform world leaders that we control nuclear weapons in silos under the sea and in other strategic but unnamed locations scattered about both hemispheres. There are also many loyal military leaders from the United States who saw this coming and are secretly helping us to initiate these plans. We will also let them know that we have a fully operational SDI or Strategic Defense Initiative capable of destroying nuclear-armed missiles in their silos – or in the air anywhere in the world.
“We also have several high level Aussie and British officials who are in on it. Our mission at this time is to create plans for the activation of these weapons and to decide where the most strategically effective targets for their deployment might be. Except for the Islamic radicals who believe that death should come while carrying out Jihad, knowing these targets would be the key to the continuation of life on Earth should help shift the current world order toward preservation rather than destruction and compliance with Jhowah’s covenants.”
“If the current administration and the majority members of Congress find out,” Hank suggested, “they would do nothing militarily but they would spread the news through their own political connections that could put an end to Operation Shield before you could even get it moving. I’m sure you remember how they released details of interrogation tactics used by our intelligence agencies against the 9-11 perpetrators. That was the beginning of the end of U.S. superiority in the intelligence arena. I don’t believe that we can trust this administration, nor those who supported its rise to power, to stand up against those who have their own agenda for America, which is total economic and military collapse.”
“There is very little chance that the left has that information,” Prophet added while touching his eye patch. “We have been watching the same actions that you have observed about their loss of a sense of protecting the country. When will you two be ready to join me, if you are receptive to this?”
“We are definitely in agreement,” Hank answered. “Am I right, Doug?”
Doug nodded and added, “I think we have to get back to Washington to turn in our report of this meeting, and then we should be able to join you, if Majic-1 gives us the go ahead. They have certainly been dismayed, as have you, about the defensive posture and declining capability of our country, especially with its relationship to the efforts of Jhowah. Stay in contact through Hank; as you know, he is my superior.”
“I will give you about four days and then get back with you on where you two can meet me. Only give Majic-1 the basics of our conversation and talk to as few of the members as you have to. We can’t take any chances. There is just too much at risk.”
“Understood,” Doug replied. “We know how to keep a secret. You forget that we kept the existence of extraterrestrial space craft from being believed by much of the world for decades. So, you can feel free to tell us more about who is running the operation. Do we have a good man in charge?”
“Do we have a good man? Yes. Who is in charge? I could tell you but if I did I would have to shoot you.” Prophet never cracked a smile. “You will possibly learn when we get to our meeting place which will, in all probability, be in Tel Aviv. Hank, I’ll be in touch.” And with that Prophet turned and exited around a caterpillar grader at the site of the new contact building construction.
Hank looked at Doug and tilted his head. A puzzled look was on his face. “Doug, did you hear what that man just said to you? Did he say he might have to shoot you?”
“Yes Hank, he did and he did it without a smile. I don’t know whether he was joking or if he was for real.”
“Well, remind me not to turn my back on him,” Hank advised. “I’ll have to learn more about his personality first.”
The two men looked at each other, smiled, turned and left for their waiting jeep to be taken to Alice Town where they would be flown to Washington, D.C., and then driven to their office in the U.S. Naval Observatory.
Ben Gurion Airport
Nine Miles From Tel Aviv
April 1, 2013
As Hank and Doug disembarked from their plane they passed through Israeli customs and headed for the car rental, where they found a good deal on a Fiat Grande, and began their drive toward Tel Aviv on Highway 1, the main Jerusalem-to-Tel Aviv highway.
“Well, getting out of there was easy enough,” Doug said as he looked over at Hank who was doing the driving. “Have you ever been here before?”
“Yeah, I had to come over one time for a rather serious UFO sighting about ten years ago. Our fellow employee, Zach Donovan, came with me; in fact, it was his first actual duty event with us.
“The airport here is near the city of Lod which is about nine or ten miles from Tel Aviv and is located out near the Mediterranean coast. The land is rather flat here but it gets a little hilly back to the east of us.”
Hank squinted as he looked up into the rear-view mirror. “Uh oh,” he said. “There’s a red Mazda that has been following us since we pulled out of the car rental at Ben Gurion. He may be just headed for Tel Aviv like us but I’d better check him out to be sure. We don’t want to run into any problems.”
Doug got a view of the vehicle by looking into the passenger side mirror as Hank increased his speed by a good fifteen kilometer per hour. “He seems to be picking up speed as you do,” he warned.
“We’re getting closer to the city,” Hank said. “I’ll take a side street. We have a GPS so we won’t get lost and we don’t have a definite time yet to meet with Prophet.” He took the next right turn and maintained his speed but the red Mazda did the same and continued to follow at a fair distance, thinking that he was not yet noticed.
“I don’t understand this,” Hank explained. “We haven’t even gotten into the operation yet.” He pressed his lips, but continued to drive and even increased his speed. He took the next left turn, then an immediate right turn that took him into a fork in the road where he took the left branch. The Mazda stayed behind him.
“That settles it. Hang on, Doug. I haven’t been able to drive like this since I was a teenager.” Not having a stick shift to deal with, Hank took another right turn and floored the Fiat’s gas pedal; then another right, passing three cars and almost being hit by one that was approaching from the opposite direction. Then another turn caused him to almost careen into a parked vehicle on his left. When he made the next high-speed right turn, his left wheels momentarily left the highway, but he saw the red Mazda just going out of sight around the turn in the distance. Hank kept the pedal as close to the floor as he could without taking the chance of losing control’ and as he rounded the curve he could easily see the Mazda in front and he was sure he had been spotted.
“We’ll see if he likes being chased as much as he likes chasing,” he said.
Doug took a swipe with his sweaty palm across his hairless scalp and looked toward Hank. “Do you do this often?” he asked. “You seem to be pretty efficient at it.”
“Never driven like this before,” Hank replied and just as he approached the intersection, another car was crossing and there was a stop sign that loomed up in front of them. He pressed hard on the brakes and the Fiat went into a spin, doing a 360, and ending up sitting as it should, facing forward, behind the stop sign. He could see the Mazda disappearing in the distance.
“Well, at least he’s in front and not behind us now,” Hank remarked as he drove across the intersection and on down the road. “I never was able to see into the vehicle. There was too much tinting. Are you all right Doug?”
“I may have chewed a hole in the seat but otherwise I think I’m good.”
Hank laughed. “You have to have teeth to do that, buddy. I guess we should set the GPS and get on into town.”
Tel Aviv Israel
In The Private Office Of The Israeli Prime Minister
“Gentlemen, please be seated. Prophet is in an adjoining room and he’ll be with us momentarily.” The prime minister spoke English with the preciseness of a language-trained Ph.D. “So he tells me your job is to search out UFOs? Have you seen many?”
Hank being the chief of the Aquarian group cleared his throat and explained. “Yes sir, we have seen many of them, but mostly we have been sent in to debunk serious sightings or the ones that are the most difficult to explain without admitting their true existence. For thousands of years these UFOs have been visiting Earth to monitor Jhowah’s project and provide counsel to selected world leaders, but since Jhowah has revealed himself we now let the sightings go without debunking. Our main effort since then has been to act as liaison between our leadership and the Creators - or Designers, whichever you might wish to call them.”
A door behind them opened and Prophet came into the room. He shook their hands without a smile and took a seat beside them. The prime minister was seated behind his desk looking across at Doug and Hank.
“You know, we had to bring you all the way over here to explain our plans for Operation Shield,” he explained. “We just can’t handle any of this using a telephone or even encrypted email. As you can imagine, our communications are regularly monitored by the Palestinians and others on a minute-by-minute basis. We never send out sensitive information over email, telephone or any method other than by face-to-face discussion. We do, however, send out much misinformation using those methods.
“We want you on board to help us keep Jhowah and Metatron informed of our efforts and to make sure that they understand that we have no offensive plans. We have none at all. Our objective is defensive to protect our country and a way of life that actually arises out of Jhowah’s direction in the “Book of Laws” or the Sefer Torah scrolls, which contain the laws handed down in the five books of Moses.
“Our plans, as you have been briefed in a small degree by Prophet, include conducting a mock launching of the strategically placed defensive system of nuclear weapons that were moved into Israel, Australia and also in underwater locations around the world. The project, Operation Big Stick, was carried out clandestinely and co-jointly during the 1980s by the U.S. and Britain. The U.S. dealt with us directly and not through underlings. They, like us, did not want any leaks to occur. Prophet’s chief was one of the ones who worked with our people to get some of the weapons into Israel after all of the legalities and logistics were sorted out by the leaders. It was, primarily, a CIA operation.
“I have always been awed by the foresight of the American and British leadership back then; not just in this affair, but in many of the other avenues that related to the defense of the world. They were not afraid to look evil in the eye and call it what it is. The statement of ‘Trust but verify’ that came from one of your presidents has become a part of the standard operating procedure of the security branches of most peace-loving countries. I think those leaders really cared about the ‘Shining City on the hill’ and the people who lived there. They proved that peace through strength is the most effective way to maintain a true peace and that ‘In God we trust’ was more than a motto on your country’s currency. Now it is up to people like you and Prophet, and the group he represents, to take the reins and keep the elements of the Covenant protected, to keep the whole world protected. The group of politicians that has recently been sent to Washington has no intention of creating an acceptable defense; they had rather appease and disarm than create strength.
“In some crazy way we have allowed a group of leftist and anti-American sympathizers to take control of many of the world’s governments, but, most regrettably, yours. Until the American people wake up to what is happening and throw the current administration and its lap-dog Congress out, we have to do what we have to do, and that is to set up the defenses that were given to those 1980s leaders by a group possessing superhuman intelligence that the leaders would only refer to as The Covenant Makers. After what I have learned over the last two weeks, I suggest that The Covenant Makers were the extraterrestrial intelligence represented most recently by Metatron and Jhowah. The top of the leadership back then had the foresight to install the system and put it into our hands. I do not know if they were advised to do so or not by Jhowah’s group.
“I have some surprising information for you. It shows how incredible the intelligence and preparation abilities of those leaders were as they planned for the protection of the world, not just the free world, but protection for all of humankind. They had to know even more than they let on. Several American presidents, you know, were aware of the extraterrestrial presence and even tried to imply that fact in speeches to the United Nations.
“The majority of the countries represented by the UN, however, couldn’t see past their greed and hunger for power to understand the message. At the same time Big Stick was moving nuclear weapons here, the human representatives of The Covenant Makers were learning about space-age defense technologies and developing the one that came to be known as SDI, the Strategic Defense Initiative. Some called it the Star Wars Initiative, and after the end of the Cold War most thought that it had failed or was shelved.
“We believe that to direct later attention away from SDI, after it was perfected, the U.S. leadership acted as if the disrupter beam that was photographed knocking out a missile over the Pacific was not real and that trick photography was used to fool the Russians, which helped to lead to the end of the Cold War. This, for some reason was what they wanted the world to believe.”
“We know a bit about disseminating misinformation,” Hank injected.
“Well,” responded Prophet, “it was no failure. It is a real and an effective weapon to control world peace. It is an x-ray laser-beam weapon that has the ability to disrupt the very molecular structure of its targets. The 1980s leaders were concerned that their political systems and future leaders would allow for anti-American forces to gain influence and affect the creation of future policies. This was probably a caution from the extraterrestrials, who for thousands of years had dealt with the one called Sezan, or Satan as we call him.
“A few of these leaders had been face to face with the extraterrestrials, probably Metatron, who had seen great nations fall into the hands of inept leaders. The Covenant leaders knew that Israel had to survive and could be trusted to keep the Star Wars project from being exposed until the time was proper.
“We have a technology so efficient and so accurate that if the location of a missile is known before launch, SDI can detonate it as it sits in its silo. If sensors don’t find the missile until after ignition, this x-ray laser-beam weapon can reach out and destroy it as it leaves its silo or launching pad. This weapon can handle short, medium or long-range types, and if the missiles make it out of their silos and into the sky the beam can knock them out anywhere from the silo to their targets, putting the possessor of such weapons at great risk.
We, of Operation Shield, have SDI capabilities strategically hidden in many of our communications satellites and they can strike anywhere in the world. It was a trick getting the links on the satellites up there without the missile experts realizing the presence of the SDI. With the advent of high-speed and miniaturized computers, the satellites have video and sensors that can take the point of origin of a missile, its flight arc and speed and compute its target before it gets to fifty miles in altitude.
“It takes this information and sends it to our computers while it uses the same information to bring down the missile. All the time the satellite is bringing us the evening news and as many phone calls as we can make. Isn’t technology wonderful? At least it is when it is used to promote good over evil? Just imagine what wonders are available to humankind if only we would listen to the messages of the higher intelligence to which we have just been introduced.”
“All this had been planned in the eighties,” Prophet added. “Why has our country strayed so far from the principles of those leaders and that small group of conservative Congressmen and women who had actually proven that their agenda would work? Not only did they later give us a ‘Contract with America,’ they gave a ‘Contract with the World of the Present and the Future.’ Now, however, we are in lock step with a group of national socialists who want to grow their own power and wealth.”
The mid-twentieth century novelist, Ayn Rand, had warned Americans that this would happen. Because she had grown up in communist Russia, Rand, a proclaimed atheist, knew how their system robbed people of free will and made them slaves of their system of socialism and communism. Doug and Hank had read her book, Atlas Shrugged, as young men. However, with all the top-secret material that they had to deal with, they had forgotten its prophetic message. They had let slip from their minds the symbolism portrayed by the mythological god whose job it was to stabilize the earth in space, but who became perplexed with the world’s growing love affair with socialism and found the change more than even he could bear. Even as far back as Thomas Jefferson and our country’s Founding Fathers, the arrival of people who would attempt to interpret The Constitution to further their own secular-based political agendas had been predicted.
“The integrity of the greatest democracy the world has ever known is in jeopardy,” the prime minister explained. “Free enterprise advocates, not only in the United States but the world over, are allowing socialist constructionists to try and convince them that capitalism is bad and socialism is good, that slavery to government is better than freedom from government.
“Where in this world has socialism been successful until capitalism is added to the mix? The entrepreneurial spirit is a major reason for early mankind coming out of the caves and creating the modern society in which we live today. It is why my people were able to transform much of the barren land here in Israel into an agricultural and technological oasis.
As of a month ago, we have begun the inspection and maintenance of underground and underwater missile silos designed to hold defensive-class nuclear weapons. We have them placed all around the world in sympathetic countries that have helped us to keep them secret. As you have been advised, we have a sky filled with satellites that contain a weapon so high tech and so lethally intelligent that, once it is activated, no missile fired anywhere on this planet can escape its destructive force.
“I want you to advise Metatron that you now know these facts. He knows that we have them, but I want you to let him know that you are now aware of their existence and that you will keep him constantly in the loop of our intelligence. Be absolutely sure that he knows we understand the purpose of these weapons and that they, in no way, will be used offensively or in an aggressive fashion unless we are the object of an attack. As he directed in a previous visit to Earth in the 1980s we will use them to ‘keep the peace’ and ‘save our planet.’”
The prime minister looked at the two Aquarians who sat in awe of their recent knowledge. “Do you two have any questions about all of this?” He asked.
“This is not a question,” Hank said, “but a point of information for you. Today as we drove in from Ben Gurion airport we were followed by a red Mazda. I don’t know the year or any other specifics other than it was a late model, but they got behind us and tried to stay there until we were able to out-maneuver and get behind them. They fled and went out of my sight when I had to stop at an active intersection.”
“I wouldn’t worry about them. They were probably trying to find out information that they have been unable to obtain from their own sources,” the prime minister suggested. “We will announce most of these facts in a non-specific way when the installation of the silos and other weaponry is completed. Until then we will see much posturing among the countries such as Russia and those in the Middle East. Well, what do you think about our plans and hopes for the future? Will you be a part of Operation Shield?”
“We will be presenting these facts to Majic-1,” Hank informed him. “He is the current leader of our organization that has the duty of controlling the outflow of information regarding UFOs and extraterrestrials. We will certainly recommend our being a part of such a devoted group, and knowing that Jhowah is aware of it, and actually helped us develop it, will probably assure his agreement to cooperate. It is part of our duty as liaison between our government – at least the one created by our Founding Fathers – and our Creators.”
Doug rose from his chair and addressed Prophet. “Now that we know the man who leads this is a ‘good man’ and that we now know who he is, I hope you won’t still have to shoot us.”
Prophet held a straight face for several moments, enough to make Doug a bit nervous, and then a bit of a smile showed through on his face. The men all shook hands and Doug and Hank left to return to Washington.
July 4, 2013
Sezan and Samael were again listening to the INN broadcast to follow the extent of the changes happening around the globe as a result of their manipulations and to gain insight into the minds of the Soleans.
“I hear that the economies of the non oil-producing countries are in trouble,” Samael said.
“That’s our plan,” Sezan added.
The INN broadcaster sat before the camera as she returned to an increasingly common subject that was affecting people all over the world.
“In only a matter of three or four months the price of oil has reached three hundred and eighty dollars a barrel and is touching off the worsening of a world recession and economic uncertainty in many parts of the world. Gold is selling for $4,000 per ounce when it can be bought. Most third-world countries are feeling the impact and several are collapsing economically. Countries like China, Russia, Venezuela and the Middle East, along with Canada and Mexico, are quite happy with this predicament.
“While tightening a ‘choke-hold’ on the economies of many struggling nations, the economies of the oil-producing nations are doing well. The income from their oil leadership brings their citizens a cheaper fuel and less taxation. But countries such as the United States, which still refuse to drill for their own domestically located oil or build modern nuclear power plants, seem to be facing bankruptcy.
“The president of the World Bank has said that the situation in the United States is without an explanation. ‘Why,’ he asked, ‘do they not drill for their own oil? There are areas in Alaska that contain as much or more oil than all of the OPEC nations combined?’ He referred to a report issued by the governor of that state that the lands of the coastal plains of northern Alaska, which are desolate stretches of unusable arctic tundra, Gull Island, and the recent finds in North Dakota and Colorado are all accessible to drilling using modern high-tech drilling techniques that would have no real effect on the environment or local ecologies. This network has discovered that when these new areas of fossil fuels are located, the U.S. congress inexplicably turns them into public lands and bans the drilling of oil, an action that might worsen an already fallen economy. Many experts are asking: ‘What good will it do to save the planet and destroy mankind?’
“The current U.S. administration, despite the severe inflation and growing economic depression, responded that there will be no drilling in their country. They are quoted as saying that their intention is to sit down and talk with OPEC leaders to try and resolve the growing crisis in the world. In the meantime, they added that the U.S. can depend on Canadian and Mexican oil until it is able to get entirely on alternative fuels, which they estimate taking place in about ten to fifteen years, a number that has not changed in any speeches or releases from that administration or Congress made in the past. This policy has been backed by a Democrat president and a Democrat-controlled congress beholden to multiple fragmented ecological environmental and anti-capitalist groups.
“With the new aggressive drilling policies of Mexico, it is seeing a tremendous influx of capital. The standard of living has risen to the point that no longer do Mexicans cross the border into the United States, and the Mexican government has closed its borders and made it virtually impossible for Americans to enter its country, legally or illegally, except for travel and tourism. The penalties for breaking immigration and deportation laws there are a deterrent for anyone choosing to break them.
“Change has come to America, but it does not appear to be the change that many Americans expected. The United States is rapidly becoming a second-rate power and the dollar is becoming a second-rate currency on the world market. According to sources within the United Nations, there is even talk about removing the United States from the UN Security Council and giving its seat to Mexico.
“In other news there have been many recent rumors that official confirmation of the presence of intelligent extraterrestrial life will soon be made by the United States government in cooperation with Britain, Brazil and Australia. These same rumors contain claims that a large interstellar vessel has already been seen in the sky over North Bimini Island in the Caribbean, and that the occupants have dialogued with members of many of the larger countries already possessing limited space technology. INN will continue to follow this story.”
In The Office Of The President
In The City Of Paradon On The Planet Hivania
Welcome home, Metatron,” Jhowah said. “How are things going on Soleus-3?”
“Not well, my Lord,” he answered. “The leader of Israel, a country whose people are very special to you, had to attack one of the nearby countries, Iran, to avoid an all-out war that could possibly have spread into a war throughout the whole planet.”
“Had to?” Jhowah asked.
“Yes, it was a preemptory-type strike that only hit governmental, military and political installations that were being used in the Iranian leader’s promise to destroy Israel. The leader of Iran has been a real bully when referring to the nation of Israel. He is quoted as saying that Israel and its entire people should be wiped from the face of the Earth, or Soleus-3 as we know it. He began massing troops and setting up his navy and air forces. He was only hours from the destruction of Israel when the Israeli leader took the only action that I think he could have taken.
“The move was swift and made with pinpoint accuracy. It was so accurate that very little collateral damage occurred and very few civilians were killed or injured. Military vessels and personnel, government structures, nuclear and non-nuclear weapons were targeted and probably ninety-five per cent or more were destroyed. The president of Iran, his generals and cabinet officials are no more. They were killed in the initial strike.”
“So, it’s good that Israel did not have to use the Strategic Defense Initiative that we had provided for them. Peaceful coexistence has always been a real sticky situation in that area with the two opposing religions,” Jhowah observed. “If they could only understand that Allah and God are the same. I am both, and I care greatly for all of them. That’s why we made provisions for them to have a system to destroy nuclear weapons before they fell on Soleus-3 and its people. Well, what do you think the future holds, Metatron?”
“My Lord, I think we need to wait to see. If we are to remain consistent with our challenge to let the humans choose their own destiny, we have to see how it will play out. You have given them your final ultimatum.
“The Israeli leader is a reasonable man and, I feel, a peaceful one, but he had to do what he did to protect his country, his people and the planet. He did this in spite of a lack of cooperation from the current leadership of the United States. The Israelis were always a strong ally of the U.S. until things began to change politically in recent days. Now they seem to avoid seeking U.S. help. It’s like they are suspicious of its leadership. In fact, it is hard to tell whether the current leadership is committed to saving itself, or the United States, or making itself a pawn to the radical Islamic countries.
“If there is any hope that the people on Soleus-3 will come to their senses, Jhowah, I’d like to see you give them a bit more time. Surely, the good men and women there will see the dangers of the times. My Lord, would you consider holding off on their judgment for just a while longer?”
“If you still think there is a chance that the people of the world will make the right choices, I will.” Jhowah responded. “We’ll give our probation period a bit longer to see what else is taking place. It seems that the Israeli leader has handled one of our problems for us –- the one agitated by Sezan. We now need to see how the rest of the world goes.”
“Yes, my Lord, and there may be more positive happenings from this leader from Israel. He is one who believes in peace backed by the strength of a powerful defense, much as the way we have held Sezan at bay. That is how he vanquished the Iranian leader, and, as I monitored the exiting from the meeting on the island called Bimini, I sensed conversations from our Aquarian liaison agents and the CIA individual from the United States who are working with Shield. I sensed covertness to their conversation. It centered on a global defense initiative using the weapons moved into Israel during the 1980s. It seemed proven to me that the current American administration knows nothing about it so far.”
“Metatron, this sounds very positive. We had to take similar measures when we were in combat with the Janosians.” Jhowah thought back about those ancient times. “It was before your first time on Soleus-3 or even the beginning of the Challenge, but they were a formidable enemy. I’m glad we are at peace today and that they are a part of our project. Perhaps, there is a possibility that our Soleus-3 experiment will turn out as we had hoped.”
“I feel that Sezan may have had a part in the actions of the Iranian leader,” Metatron observed, “and maybe the actions of other neighboring countries.”
“Do you now?” Jhowah asked as he looked up from his desk toward His trusted one. “What makes you feel that way?”
“It’s not the battle that he provoked but the recent increase in the price of the planet’s most precious energy source that is occurring. The Middle East is demanding too great a price rise. It is not reasonable for several countries that have a product that has kept them in such luxury to place such a price on their product that it could price them out of business or destroy the economies and existence of those countries that are almost parasitically dependent on them for the need of their product.
“When you gave mankind dominion over all of Soleus-3 and free will, you didn’t intend for it to use them to divide those created in our image. By the way, the Syrian leader suggested that the Islamic countries might stop selling oil to Israel. Some have said that oil is the fuel of freedom, and to not be able to obtain it would allow Israel to be destroyed easily.”
“I have put a lot of thought to a possible solution for the current crisis on Soleus-3,” Jhowah said. “It is my recommendation that it is time for us to give mankind, those loyal to our laws, the kind of energy that we have long known. Our primordial energy technology may be their one last hope for survival. We need to instruct them in the way that it is available everywhere, even in the void of space. As we know, it is the most available form of energy that exists in every nook and cranny of the universe, even in interstellar and intergalactic regions of space. And, when they are ready, it is the form of energy that can be most easily converted in the appropriate engines to eventually create faster-than-light-speed vessels. In the meantime, it will allow them to heat and cool their dwellings, power their modes of land and air methods of transportation and provide artificial light.
“When humankind is no longer dependent on fossil fuels, the power base, or World Order as they prefer to call it, will change. All we have to do is to give those who are loyal to our laws the ability to build the energy collectors and converters, and train them on how to use it for the sake of good.
“Hopefully, they will eagerly do the rest but, at first, we have to become more involved in their activities and make sure that this technology does not come under the control of some of the same people and countries that might use it to create more division and unrest among the people of Earth. Except for the anti-defense missile program that we gave to the Soleus-3 leaders in the 1980s, virtually every other technological advancement that we have passed down to them has been used to foster a greater divide among the neighborhoods we have created there. In the future, we will need to become more visible and show a display of support for the ones who have chosen us over Sezan.
“Do you have a plan in your mind as to how we could introduce our knowledge of primordial energy to Soleus-3 so that it could be available to our followers in all nations on an equal basis?”
“That will be a challenge, my Lord,” Metatron responded. “I haven’t given it any thought before this discussion, but I will try to have the details worked out as soon as possible. Sezan’s influence on the planet has recently been on the rise.”
“I know,” Jhowah responded. “Did the oil-producing nations not have anything to say in your last conference? Did they seem suspicious or give any unusual responses during your dialogue?”
“I don’t believe they have been invited to either meeting, my Lord, except for the ones aligned with Iran who were at the meeting after the assault by Israel. Because of their radical views on how the world should be they were not among the countries you requested to be invited. Perhaps we should get our liaisons to make the appropriate invitation. Since the Iranian leader was killed in the Israeli strike, there was no representation from that area at the meeting I called, except the Russian leader, who vowed to protect and back the Iranians and any other country attacked by Israel or its allies.”
“Yes,” Jhowah said as he reached for a pen and rolled it in his thin gray fingers, “you must certainly do that. Although the Russian government has long promoted atheism, without contact with us they might feel that we have no concern for them or that we might have removed them from our plans for the future. If they haven’t already, they will surely be contacted by Sezan, who will try to convince them to side with him.
“When you return to Soleus-3, you must visit the Russian and Chinese leaders and make them realize that we created the planet on which they live and that we also hold the power to continue or to destroy it. In their case, the possibility of complete and utter annihilation may be the only way we can gain their cooperation. With them, we’ll have to exercise the tried and true method of peace through strength. At least, in the case of Russia, it worked in the 1980s.
“Have you been able to meet with the Illuminati Council?” Jhowah continued. “Since they currently brandish so much power on the planet, they need to know that we are aware of their methods and will not allow them to use primordial energy for the group’s personal gain. It is they who will have to deal with the oil-producing countries when the world no longer needs fossil fuels.”
“Not yet,” responded Metatron. “But I intend to do so when I return to Soleus-3. This group may finally reap what they have sown. Their Inner Circle seems to control much of the flow of wealth and influence on Soleus-3, and has done so for a very long time.”
“You must convince the Illuminati,” Jhowah interjected, “that they must turn away from their mission to rule the world and become part of a world order that, from this time forward, will be directed toward the survival and welfare of all, and not just a few. And, given how the group has functioned in the past, that’s a tall order.
“I’m sure you have some personal business or need that you have to attend to here in Paradon, so take a few days for that and, afterwards, return to Soleus-3. It is a four-week trip at our normal travel speeds but I do believe it to be very necessary and you will need to be there to monitor their activities.”
“Yes my Lord, I shall return and I’ll send a report back to you as soon as I have accomplished this mission and receive a report from Mister Bradley or Doctor McConnell regarding the answer from the Islamic leaders.”
Four Weeks Later
Somewhere In A Private Chateau In Rural Switzerland
Tension filled the room where many of the most powerful men and women in the world had been instructed to gather. The meeting was called to receive a direct message from Jhowah. The attendees were told no more.
The group, considered to have been in control most of the monies of this planet since the 1700s, waited patiently for Jhowah’s messenger to enter the room, but the knock on the door announcing his or her arrival never came.
Suddenly, there appeared before them was a tall handsome man with long brown hair dressed in a white toga wrap. His countenance was unmatched by any whom the humans in that room had ever seen. Clearly, he was of an extraordinary origin and place.
One of the three French members sitting at the table leaned over to a U.S. representative positioned to his left and said, “This is a trick, a hologram. I have seen it used many times.”
Overhearing the conversation, the other U.S. representative said to the two, “I’m afraid not, my friend, one of my companies developed our most advanced holographic technology. This is not the work of our scientists. It is far superior to anything I’ve ever seen here on Earth, but he is real. I have no idea how he might have been transported here.”
Metatron moved gracefully to the head of the long table, a position from which he intended to address the group. He glanced at the faces of men and women who prided themselves in being above most other men and women. What he saw were expressions ridden with shock and awe.
Those he had come to address were descendants of The Committee of 300, a very old secret society founded in the early 1700’s by the British Crown. These powerful families and their emissaries had controlled the world for more than three centuries. It was they who determined where and when wars would be launched, and when it was in their best interest to end such conflicts. As had their familial predecessors, this group gathered around the table controlled the financial systems of the world. They drove the international markets up and down all the time, creating chaos in order to bring even more of the world’s assets under their control. They fabricated recessions, booms, and depressions as necessary to further their own self-serving agenda and had controlled many heads of state for centuries.
A small core of families, known as the Inner Circle, directed and expanded this secretive worldwide organization known as the Illuminati or Moriah. By whatever name it was called, the group represented the epitome of greed and nepotism. They alone determined who would sit in the seats of power in the nations of the world. Although they had gone to great lengths to hide their identities and operations from the public eye, the presence of this “Shadow Government,” as they have sometimes been called, was felt in every corner of the globe.
Since the thirty-nine founding members of the original “Steering Committee” were called together by the Inner Circle in 1954 at The Hotel Bilderberg, a ritzy hotel located in The Netherlands, many others had been invited to join their ranks. Although thirteen families represented the governing body, more than 120 members make up sub-groups, organizations such as The Trilateral Commission, founded in part by the late New York mogul, David Rockefeller. The Trilateral Commission was an international outgrowth of an existing semi-secret organization, The Foreign Relations Committee, comprised of Americans and Canadians.
Anxiously awaiting the words of Metatron were representatives of just over a dozen wealthy and powerful families, committed to creating One World Order, their world order. These were powerful leaders and members of well-known, even famous, families of today. Although they had no voting rights within the order, some new blood lines that had come into great fortunes were “invited observers.”
Never before had someone with more power than the men and women around this table appeared before them. But this was different. The group had received good intelligence that a new kind of energy was being developed which threatened to unravel their One World Order – the one controlled by this so-called illuminated group. It was possible, they had been told, that no longer would the world be dependent on fossil fuels. If this were so, the Order that the Illuminated Ones had created would be turned upside down. And where would that leave them? The stakes were high. They were anxious to hear the words of Jhowah’s Messenger.
One of the members was looking about the room as if he was looking for a specific person. He turned to the woman beside him.
“Have you seen Timothy Geithner, the U.S. Treasurer?” he asked. “So far, he doesn’t appear to have shown up this year. I definitely remember him being at the meeting back in May of 2009.”
“I imagine he is back in Washington getting ready for the next election,” the woman answered.
“Yes, I guess you’re right,” he said.
Within each member’s head was reverberating the question: “How can we gain control of this new energy and use it to our advantage?” What they didn’t yet know was that Metatron was telempathic and that he knew their thoughts and picked up on their self-serving mental ruminations. They would soon learn, however, that their clandestine motives were futile. Sooner than they could imagine, their grip on the world was coming to an end.
Metatron’s words were firm, yet soft-spoken. “I have come to deliver a message from Jhowah,” he began. “The true ruler of the dimensions that you call Heaven and Earth has sent me. I am his messenger. I know what it is like to be human. I have returned to Earth many times with different names. Each visit was meant to show mankind how Jhowah wanted you to live and to treat one another.
“Shortly before the Great Flood, my Hivanian father, Jhowah, or God as you know him, sent me to this planet to live as a human being and to serve as an example of how life here should be lived. He then took me in human form to a place in a distant star system known as Hivania. There, as I have been on many occasions, I was transformed back into a creature capable of existing as both a physical and meta-physical being, capable of transcending a tiered order of realms you know as dimensions. I have lived among the Creators of this world and many others similar to it for thousands of your years. The rest of what I am going to reveal to you will seem unfamiliar to many of you. That it may, however, is no excuse for your not doing whatever is required to familiarize yourselves with the revelations contained within my message.
“I was imbued with a technology known as age-arrest therapy, which means that I shall never age and never die due to aging. I was given the power to sense the thoughts and emotions of others. I have telempathic abilities and the ability to ascend, descend, or to move about from one dimension to the other upon my own free will to represent the Godhead throughout the universe. This is why some of your scriptures have referred to me as ‘The Comforter.’ It is through these special powers that I have come to you today to fulfill the mission for which I was commissioned. When I am finished, you will truly be enlightened.”
The members looked around the room and at each other. This being spoke with a believable authority.
“However, what I have to say to you today will not comfort many of you. Nevertheless, I have been instructed by Jhowah to inform you of his displeasure with the New World Order that many of you and those you control are attempting to create. I have already heard your thoughts in my mind, so put aside any ideas of deception and listen to the message that I bring.
Jhowah has instructed me to tell you that he is unhappy with the world that you, who have been swayed by Sezan, Jhowah’s adversary, have played a role in creating. You have had a hand in creating a world that has turned away from what Jhowah and his team of Creators intended. I know that you have been informed about His visit to Earth and the admonitions He gave to political leaders from around the world while here.
“Unfortunately, his admonitions have not been heeded. And, that is why I am here to tell you – first hand – that because of the power you have amassed you now hold the destiny of Earth in your hands. Jhowah knows of your influence over your fellow men. He has asked me to inform you that he expects you to use all the influence that you have mustered over the centuries to put an end to war, once and for all. He expects you to put an end to violence and terrorism. He expects you to instruct the media and entertainment industries, which you control, to stop glorifying the worst of humanity and report the truth about the things occurring in the world.
“You are to tell the political leaders, over whom you have the power, to rescind laws aimed at diminishing His presence in your society, and replace them with laws that will bring his ways back into the schools of education, the board rooms on Wall Street and Main Street, and into the homes of people the world over, regardless of religion, creed, or race. You must confess that there is one God and only one God, and his name is not Sezan.”
A muffled chuckle could be heard by those in the back of the room. Metatron pause for a moment but then continued his message from Jhowah without responding to the unwanted reaction.
“You have to put an end to your quest to control the minds of men and allow God, or Allah, as Jhowah is known in the case of Muslims, to regain the intended place of prominence in the lives of all people, as it was with the original man and woman he and his team created in our image.
“You have to stop promoting chaos and lying to people about the things that influence their decision and actions. You must refrain from stealing from them, making them slaves to your ways, and return the wealth you have stolen to its rightful owners, the people who earned it.
“In short, you are advised to denounce Sezan, the fallen angel from our hierarchy, Jhowah’s adversary, the deceiver you call Lucifer, and voluntarily relinquish the power he has urged you to assume over your fellow man. If you do these things and cut off all support to regimes who oppose these principles, Jhowah will give the world a bit more time to right the wrongs He sees and you will be a part of this promised society.
“If, however, you do not use all of your accumulated resources to carry out His wish, that good prevails over evil, the time you know of as Armageddon will soon be at hand. And, none of you who have been involved in bringing about that fateful day can expect anything but the kind of misery and death you have imposed on others, the condition of a living hell, and the total absence of Jhowah. Staring you in the eye is the worst kind of retribution, absolute and eternal non-existence.”
With that, Metatron paused and looked into the minds of every person in the room. He gave the illuminated ones a moment to ponder what they had just heard. Then, he asked, “Are there any questions?”
The silence that filled the room was deafening.
“Before you think that thought, Solomon,” Metatron said to the man sitting at the head of the table, “know that I can read your mind. Be very careful.”
The look on Solomon’s face was one of shock and awe. No one uttered a word, moved a muscle, or dared allow an opposing point of view to enter his or her mind. They knew that the Messenger before them knew their thoughts.
For the first time, the so-called “Illuminated Ones” were truly enlightened with truth. It was different from the revelations of “The Secret Doctrine” Sezan, or Lucifer as they knew him, had led them to believe. Today they had heard from the source of all power and intelligence that their reign over mankind had come to an end. All they could do, now, was to try and save themselves. The ones among men who had come to believe that they alone were anointed to wield power over planet Earth, and all of its inhabitants discovered Who was truly in charge.
Once again, Metatron studied the thoughts and emotions of every person present and peered into their eyes with a resolve that none had witnessed from any earthly man. When he was convinced that each of those who had heard his words clearly understood his message, he raised arms and ascended, disappearing from their sight into a higher dimension, where he went to meet with Jhowah. Now, his task was to inform his lord, the Ruler of the Universe, of what had transpired in an out-of-the-way chateau in rural Switzerland.
ISRAEL HOLDS ALL THE CARDS
INN Special Alert
“Have the INN broadcast sent to us, Samael. Let’s see what Jhowah and Metatron have been up to since our last broadcast.”
“I suspect they are becoming quite active since the first contact occurred,” Samael suggested as he contacted the communications officer. “Here it comes across the video link.”
The video screen lit up and the audio started.
“It was reported today from a private and unnamed group of globally influential people that a part of history, as we know it, has been revealed to be untrue.
“In the 1980s nuclear weapons creators were challenged to develop a new defense system using, among other methods, a new x-ray-laser technology. It would become known as the Strategic Defense Initiative, or SDI, designed to use ground- and space-based systems to protect the United States from attack by land- and air-based nuclear attacks and essentially make nuclear missile attacks obsolete. At one point we were shown Department of Defense videos of such a counter attack by the newly developed x-ray laser beam on a friendly launched missile over the Pacific Ocean which was highly successful. The missile’s demise was visible on the video.
“Later it was said that the video was created by special effects experts and was more propaganda than reality, thus leading the U.S. Congress to be quite chagrined by the deception. The action, however, is said to have been a significant factor in leading to the end of the Cold War, thus enhancing the call to protect peace by using a strong defense.
“Today the unnamed group has announced that the SDI defensive weapons were real and effective, and that American and British leaders of the eighties held such concern for the future of world safety and peace that they sent a large cache of SDI defensive weapons and technology, as well as nuclear weapons, to Israel and to other strategic locations around the world. It is said to have been done for the protection of Israel and possibly the world. The leaders were satisfied that Israel was a safe place for their storage. The U.S. Congress stopped the development of the new technology more out of embarrassment than out of denial of the need for such a weapon.
“As expected, the Islamic nations and their allies are enraged with the deception by the United States. The American administration’s press secretary has promised a press conference within the next hour to apologize for this error of the country’s past. Sources say that the administration considers the action an arrogant and clandestine action that threatens the stability of world peace.
“Since this administration has taken office they have been able to remove all nuclear weapons and greatly reduced supplies of other weaponry from the United States’ arsenals. They have dramatically shrunk the already small total of military personnel by fifty percent. Their leadership has tried to show people everywhere that they are out to bring about a change over the entire globe.
“A spokesperson for the top secret group coalition has said that these weapons came under their realm of influence through an interstellar covenant known as Operation Shield. This previously unknown coalition, owing its newly realized status to the administration’s modification of American defensive and offensive capabilities, appears to be the strongest militarily capable group that now exists on this planet. Yet, the identities of its members remain a mystery. Furthermore, the president has said that he has no control over the group’s actions, nor, at this time, does he know who has.”
Aboard Sezan’s Starship
“What is going on, Samael?” Sezan asked his close associate as the correspondent continued with the news. He was seated at his desk in the ship’s conference room with Samael seated nearby. The commandeered starship was temporarily parked in a geostationary orbit above the planet in order to monitor the news media.
“I thought we had our eyes and ears on this planet and had some semblance of control,” Sezan said. “According to this report all of our Solean allies are poorly armed when their armamentarium is compared to that of this covert group that calls itself Operation Shield. At least we still have the cooperation of those nations that the human leader of Iran helped us obtain before his death allowing us to still maintain a control of the major sources of oil. They absolutely can’t do without it to keep their military and motorized vehicles and weapons ready for action.”
“I hope that is the case, my Lord,” Samael interjected. “There is a rumor that Jhowah may be planning to share our long held knowledge of primordial energy, a source that the Soleans have theorized but have not been able to develop. They do realize its universal presence and that it can be obtained anywhere for very little expenditure of financial and natural resources. A now-deceased scientist planted the seed of its existence but, thus far, it is only an idea, and they have developed no method to identify, collect, or convert it so that it can be put to use.”
“But they don’t have the technology for creating the collectors or the energy converters,” Sezan barked at Samael.
“If Jhowah actually decides to intercede in their technological evolution, he can do what he wants,” Samael reminded him. “It is his experiment. He’ll set them up with the collectors and converters and the technology to put them to use.”
“True, but you don’t have to remind me. I hope we can change that premise.”
“If he does it will remove our greatest advantage,” Samael suggested.
“Yes, maybe we should somehow get into this organization and find an informant so we know, definitely, if he makes such a move.”
“I have some sources,” Samael said. “I’ll see what we can find out but I believe the newest leader from the land known as Iran will have the best intelligence that we could obtain.”
“I hope so. We may lose our greatest hold on this planet without having current knowledge of Jhowah’s activities. The United States has said that it wishes to go to alternate sources for energy, but much of their economy is just too dependent on fossil fuels to change any time soon. They have dabbled in developing collectors to absorb and utilize the energy of their parent star. They have tried to capture the energy within the wind and waterways, and they have tried to create an efficient source for electric energy, but because the Illuminati group and its allies have such a grip on the world’s economic machine, they are unable to break the ways of their past.
“They continue to fall back on oil. To protect their investment in the OPEC cartel, they have politicized using nuclear energy and water power to create electric energy. Backed by the oil-producing nations, their environmentalists have a strong hold on them and that’s fine with me. It helps us to gain the upper hand and hopefully we will one day take control of this experiment. We absolutely cannot allow the inhabitants of Soleus-3 to harness primordial energy. We have to stop Jhowah from giving it to them.”
“What good will it come to?” Samael asked. “You are a fugitive from justice back in the alliance. Jhowah and his followers wouldn’t just allow you to take over like any other being.”
“You never can tell, Samael. Many millennia have passed since I escaped from them. There could be changes among the Alliance politicians that might allow me back; especially if things go bad for Jhowah as its leader, or if he is out of the picture.”
Sezan cackled as he turned to Samael. “If you know what I mean by that.”
Samael smiled back at him. Sezan had long said that if it were necessary, and if he could, he would do away with Jhowah. He thought he had killed him when he attacked one of the colonies where he had intelligence that Jhowah was residing during the infancy of the project soon after his DNA alterations had been discovered.
“I think you need to get a shuttle and move down to the planet, Samael, so you can see what you can find out about any unreported happenings. We have to be alert to Jhowah’s efforts to keep his creations under his wings. I sure hope this energy sharing doesn’t take place.”
“I’ll contact you when I gather the needed information,” Samael said as he moved through the door toward the shuttle bay.
The Next Day
North Bimini Near The Meeting Facility
Prophet cautiously entered the SSV Command shuttle behind Metatron, as they readied themselves for the short trip to the mothership in its parked orbit behind Luna, or the moon.
“Do you have any idea what Jhowah wants with me, Metatron?” Prophet asked as Metatron handled the controls taking the shuttle up and headed for the SSV Command
“I believe he wishes to discuss this energy situation that is wreaking havoc on the planet. The economic and political consequences are devastating, creating the kinds of chaos that leads to wars around the world until you ultimately destroy yourselves. You and your kind have evolved to the point that you now hold your destiny in your own hands. That is why Jhowah and I decided to reveal ourselves to your leaders and give you one final chance. But your people will never be able to come through your probationary period under the financial and social pressures that the current conditions of Soleus-3 place upon you.”
“I certainly agree,” Prophet noted as he looked around at the inside of the shuttle. It was his first shuttle or starship experience. “A major portion of our monies go to buy fuel for transporting supplies, running the cooling and heating systems in our homes and getting food. We actually are unable to do little else. Our enemies now control much of the world’s flow of capital. We seem to be slaves to the oil producers. The agenda of the leaders of my own country is aiding and abetting these fuel extortionists. I cannot understand why they would sell our country out to those who have sworn to destroy it and Israel, unless there is another agenda being propagated by people in high places.”
“Now, you are beginning to see the light. It is because of an overabundance of greed that Soleus-3 has reached this critical point in its evolution,” Metatron suggested. “We had hoped that your kind would see the wisdom in following the laws that Jhowah gave you to live by, but the passion for power and wealth has blinded many of your leaders. The oil-producing countries have long passed large sums of money in secret bank accounts to U.S. leaders and media moguls. It is part of a master plan for radical Islamic nations to take over the world and destroy Judaism and Christianity, an economic Jihad that augments their terror-based military one.
“When they accumulate much of the world’s wealth, they will have to put their money in banks for safekeeping. And who stands to gain most by their success? The answer is so obvious that we have been amazed that Soleans haven’t figured it out. The people who control the flow of money throughout the world win, no matter whose money they are playing with. It doesn’t seem to matter whose name is on the bank account. As long as the so-called ‘enlightened ones’ can control the availability and value of money, they may as well own it.
“This Illuminati group feeds on conflict. And the one that exists between the radical Islamists and the Zionists started many millennia ago after Isaac, the ancestor of the Israelites of today, was born. Abraham caused to be exiled from his house Hagar, his concubine, and Ishmael, her son by Abraham. That was the beginning of a conflict between the descendants of Isaac, Abraham’s son by Sarah, and those of Ishmael, his son by Hagar. It is a conflict that has lasted for almost four thousand years, and, the Crusades didn’t help matters. The slaughter of both Muslims and Christians in the name of religion was a hard thing for us to witness.
“We also were saddened by a similar crusade that occurred in South and Central America and in Mexico. Under duress, thousands of native Americans were forced to abandon the ways and beliefs of their forefathers and convert to the religion of the conquistadores. A similar event occurred in the homeland of these same conquerors during the Spanish Inquisition, when Jewish citizens were forced to denounce their religion and convert to Catholicism. Jhowah has always been more interested in the fact that you recognize him and follow his ways than how –- and where –- His creations do it.
“Have you ever heard of a fellow by the name of Sezan, or Satan as many on your planet call him?”
“Yes, of course,” Prophet answered. “What has he got to do with it?”
“Based on some of our information we think he has been involved in a modern-day version of the events I just mentioned, the evolving Islamic Jihad designed to annihilate the Jews and Christians from the planet. He is using this current manipulation of oil prices as a means of economic warfare and to create chaos among nations to start a military initiative that would destroy Israel and weaken its Christian allies in the eyes of the remainder of the world. The price rise began within the oil-producing nations. Iran, in particular, was the first place to start the hike. This was just before the planned Israeli incursion which resulted in the death of the Iranian president who was very probably the one in this generation of human beings who had first contact with Sezan. He then contacted the remainder of the OPEC group.”
“But why would they raise their prices to such levels?” Prophet asked with a perplexed look on his face. “The current prices, even if you can get the other oil-producing nations to go along with you, will devastate the economies of your customer nations. If the price doesn’t drive the customer away he becomes economically a third-rate nation and unable to purchase your product. Then there is no more wealth to be transferred, only debt.”
As they talked the auto pilot banked the shuttle starboard toward the Command.
“You mean like the U.S, your own country? Because the current administration and Congress have orchestrated and guided the government takeover of the U.S. financial, automotive, healthcare, and insurance industries, a once-great capitalistic country has gone down the path of nations strapped by socialism. By doing so, the United States has fallen to the level of a second-rate nation and headed rapidly to the next lower level.
Its enemies are forcing it to borrow its way into a debt that can never be repaid, at least not with money. They want more than wealth. They want to rule the world, and if the U.S. and Israel are out of the way, they will have smooth sailing. And I am confounded by the fact that your liberal leaders are willing to go along with this. Do they have no loyalty to the country that gave them the freedom to choose their own style of government? I am reminded of the moral within the fairy tale: ‘When one kills the goose that lays the golden eggs, there will be no more eggs.’
“They continue to borrow money to purchase energy from people who don’t like them. They still won’t go after your own natural resources and release the U.S. from its dependence on foreign oil while it at least has the ability to drill and refine its own natural resources. There have been multiple sites where oil and natural gas have been discovered...some places haven’t even been told to your citizens.”
“What places?” Prophet quizzed him.
“The ocean floors surrounding the United States contain a wealth of natural gas and oil. Then, there is a location in Alaska which is an island just north of the Prudhoe Bay oil facilities there that has been shown to contain as much oil as the United States would ever need to get you through until the change into other alternative fuels can occur. It is known as Gull Island. This information can easily be found on the Internet with a simple search but you won’t hear your leaders telling you about it.”
“But if all of this is true,” Prophet questioned, “why would the OPEC people start such a ballooning of their oil prices and an economic rape of their customers? It seems that this would put them out of business if the other countries didn’t join them.”
“Sezan is a very evil individual,” Metatron advised him, “and he has many convincing ways to gain the cooperation of this group. More than any other living creature, he understands how to use greed and deception to get his way. He has convinced radical Islamic leaders that they are the chosen group to control the world, and that whatever means are required to achieve this end is Jhowah’s desire, though they prefer to call him Allah. They think Sezan is an agent of Jhowah or Allah.”
Metatron completed his explanation and Prophet watched as he guided the shuttle into the shuttlebay of the SSV Command and toward the front of the bay where he could see Jhowah standing and draped in his formal toga-like dress.
“My Lord, I have brought you Prophet who is our liaison between us and Majic-12 and also the newly revealed group known as Operation Shield, the coalition that we established on Soleus-3 in the 1980s. Both of these groups are friendly to us and, in many ways, devoted to our cause. Majic-12, of course, is usually represented by Doctor McConnell and Mister Bradley, but Prophet is in constant contact with them and will keep them apprised of this meeting.”
Jhowah turned toward Prophet. It was the first time Prophet had seen the extraterrestrial face-to-face rather than from a position in the audience at the Bimini meeting place. Those large glistening eyes were quite disarming. It was obvious that he was seeing into Prophet’s very soul and reading his thoughts. Just then Jhowah placed His hand with such long spindly fingers onto his shoulder.
“Prophet? No last name?” Jhowah asked.
“No, my Lord, it is a code name which is part of my identification within the Operation Shield group.”
“I understand. Let us move up to the command conference room and talk. I have an interesting proposition to put before you.”
In The SSV-Command Conference Room
Jhowah extended his arm in an inviting gesture toward the entry door. “Metatron, Prophet, please take a seat, both of you, and we can get started.”
Prophet was still in awe of the trip he had just made, seeing the backside of the lunar surface from the shuttle at such a close proximity and now sitting down at a table with Jhowah, the Supreme Being of the known universe in outer space. Now he realized how vast and wonderful the universe might be and that there could well be many other civilizations, not only in this galaxy but in the myriad of galaxies beyond ours.
“I’m honored and privileged, my Lord, to be before you as I am, an honor that I suspect few, if any, of my fellow humans have experienced, at least not for thousands of years.”
“I understand, Prophet,” He replied. “The reason I have had Metatron to bring you here is to discuss your group and the current crisis on Earth. I know that there seems to be, as I would expect, a group of our creations who are slowly aligning themselves with my professed enemy and an enemy of this planet, Sezan Lucefed, even though they aren’t aware of it. They, by their actions, are choosing to disobey my laws, resist my commands, and ignore the very spirit of my “first contact” speech.
“Metatron tells me that there is an energy crisis that has developed, one that is more profound than any of your previous ones. He says that the demands being placed on your primary energy source, the fossil energy you call oil, by the nations of the Earth who control it have risen to a level that is creating unrivaled political chaos and destroying the way of life that we had hoped you would choose for yourselves. This is calling into question the survival of the entire world. I cannot stand by and allow this to happen to so many people whom I love and consider my children.”
“My Lord,” Prophet interrupted, “I can see no rhyme or reason for this occurrence.”
“Oh yes, Prophet, there is good reason for this happening and it is not just a recent event orchestrated by Sezan. It has been a long time in the making. I’ve looked into this recently after Metatron advised me of the severity of the developing crisis. There is, and has been for a long time, a very deceptive sequence of events that has taken place, especially within the United States, a nation that I have followed so very close since its formation.
“Metatron may have already told you that individuals from the current oil-producing nations and especially their allies have penetrated the inner circles of the government of the United States and the national information sources of that country. Over several generations this shadow government has hindered not only the truthful flow of information to the peoples of the world but the fair and equitable distribution of energy sources under the lands and seas they control. These same power-thirsty individuals have achieved the support of much of the populace by using the tools of environmental, ecological, and climatic protection to instill fear within that country.
“More recent fear tactics associated with biological pandemics have allowed them to create additional uncertainty and unrest. Biological terrorism is just another example of creating chaos in order to provide a solution that allows them to gain more control over the people.
“By using these tools they have created unlimited amounts of power and wealth for political purposes. In the process they have created a powerful group of those who produce this most precious energy source. This fossil fuel that is created below the surface of your planet by the evolutionary and cataclysmic changes that take place there is a weapon of Sezan. He knows that humankind has become dependent on it. He has seen its potential and is taking full advantage of the situation.
“I was pleased to hear of the formation of Operation Shield and that you have contacted and are working with the Majic-12 group to try and bring stability to a growing, and potentially apocalyptic, military crisis. It is for that reason that I have called on you.
“In 1980s I communicated with the leadership of the United States. It was then that we designed the plan whereby they and the British, in cooperation with certain military leaders, scholars of human behavior, and some within the American Central Intelligence Agency, designed and completed a plan to secretly set aside a considerable cache of nuclear weapons and secretly move many of them into Israel. The remainder of the weapons was relocated in strategic places around Soleus-3, known to only participants in The Covenant. Using technology that we shared with them, the American and British leaders were also able to send a cache of x-ray laser beam weapons that have been incorporated into many of your communication satellites.”
“Yes, my Lord, I am familiar with these efforts,” Prophet assured him. “We were briefed by the Israeli prime minister.”
“Prophet, we plan to give you a gift of great value in the form of knowledge, and at the same time we would like to have you agree to certain principles. As we have sat here and discussed the energy crisis that exists on Earth, we both realize that there is no way to change the agenda of these humans who have been working to create this situation. It is an attempt at a power grab that to this point has been quite successful. So what is the best way to handle it?” Jhowah asked, posing a question to himself as well as to Prophet and Metatron. “I believe that to really put an end to this we need to remove the need for fossil fuels on Soleus-3. In this time in the planet’s evolution, it seems to be the cause of much evil.”
“But my Lord,” Prophet pleaded, “our whole economy is based on this carbon fuel energy source. Remove it, and the world will literally stand still. Gasoline, diesel, kerosene and propane, even asphalt, all of these are products that are derived from oil or in the obtaining of oil. There are many other byproducts that come from it. Our government claims to be working on alternative methods of energy but the conversion will take a few decades. That is what makes it impossible for many of us to understand why we aren’t allowed by our government to drill for this known vast amount of oil in our own country to help us get through until the transition occurs. While the U.S. has massive reserves buried in caves and caverns underground in the western part of the country, for yet unexplained reasons we allow our nation to slide backwards in the global arena. The ‘rainy day’ for which these reserves were intended has long come and gone.”
“That will no longer be a problem, Prophet. There is a form of energy that all interstellar space traveling beings discovered many thousands of years ago. We call it Primordial Energy. It is a very basic energy that exists everywhere, even in the vacuum of space. It is all around us and all we have to do is to collect it and convert it into a useable form.
“Metatron tells me that you and some of your friends may be familiar with a book written by a woman who claimed not to believe in me. Even so she described herself as an atheist, and she wrote about lifting the human spirit and mankind’s gift of free will, conditions that we built into our creation experiment. In one of her publications -– the one she released in the 1950s –- she wrote of a form of energy that was very similar to primordial energy. Not knowing the things you know, today, Ms. Rand called it ‘inertial energy’. There is a reason why your politicians decided to ignore these early hints to divert the world’s attention away from non-replenishable forms of energy. For more than fifty years large sums of the commodity you call ‘money’ has been used to suppress less costly and more efficient forms of energy. The people who were behind censoring this technology are from the same families responsible for the chaos that exists on your planet today.”
Prophet could understand the concept that the term primordial seemed to connote but not enough of the specifics for it to be clear. “What actually is this form of energy, my Lord?”
“As you might know, Prophet, interstellar space is not a total vacuum. It contains gases, dust and even energy in the form of electromagnetic waves. Your scientists have already learned this. The gas is ninety-nine percent ionized hydrogen and the EM waves are in a wide distribution of bands. There are several wave lengths of EM waves that can be readily concentrated and utilized to interact with the hydrogen ions creating a cold fusion that can be used to energize interstellar engines to travel at faster than light speeds. Hydrogen is also readily available on Earth, in the air and water, and, by using EM converter chips, you will be able to power individual vehicles or develop energy centers that create and can wirelessly transmit energy to properly authorized receivers.”
Prophet definitely appeared to be impressed but still had questions. “This will require us to develop expensive engines and batteries that can use this form of energy,” he insisted.
“No,” Jhowah replied, looking at Metatron with a slight twist to his small mouth which he was able to interpret from past knowledge as a knowing smile, “it is combustible, but the combustion is internal. There are no toxic emissions. It will serve you even more efficiently than fossil fuels. And, converting your present-day energy sources to primordial energy will require only a small modification. There will be only minimal modifications to current battery construction. Electricity is electricity. You’ve already developed and refined a way for engines to generate electricity. You only need to convert to primordial methods as the primary energy source for your engines and, as a secondary benefit there will be no emissions injurious to humanity or the planet in any other way. Large amounts of energy can be stored in tiny power cells that can hold much more than one of your analog batteries, and it can be configured to fit into almost anything that currently uses electricity in any voltage or amperage.
“As we have said, in addition, this energy source will be convertible to a form that can be used to produce cold fusion in faster-than-light-speed vehicles when you reach that level of technology. It is different from fission, the process that creates the next best source of nuclear energy.
“All of the necessary fuels are available in the interstellar and even intergalactic regions. All you have to do is have the appropriate collectors and converters, and we will help you make this conversion to primordial energy.”
Prophet realized the tremendous importance of such a gift. As Jhowah said, it would make fossil fuels unnecessary and remove the need that had created such a devastating blow to the economies of the world and to the environment. Now he needed to see what was required in return for such fantastic knowledge.
“So, Jhowah, what will you require of us so that we might receive this knowledge?”
Jhowah smiled again. “You do realize, Prophet, that you and all of humankind are my creations, or the creations of my project members. As I have explained on Bimini, you have been a part of an experiment that has lasted many millennia. Prophet, you and all humanity are my children and as my children I don’t require anything but your love, appreciation and obedience in return. Also, as my children, I like to give you advice. Like any father, I want to see you prosper and to be happy.
“It pains me when I see you fighting among yourselves and causing harm to your brothers and sisters. Every time you have asked for my help, and believed it would come, I have given you what you have asked. Sometimes it hasn’t come so quickly or in the form you have requested, but I and my team of Creators have never abandoned you.
“Because I realized that unrest was growing on your planet, I decided to challenge you face to face and give you one last chance to follow the teachings that my messengers have brought to you throughout the millennia. I knew that my visit would send shock waves throughout the so-called Illuminated Ones, their shadow government, and the New World Order that they have attempted to create. Although they have come quite close to achieving their goal, even as we speak they are frantically meeting, trying to decide how to counter act this new energy form which they have already learned I am giving to you. And, I suspect that Sezan is using all the contacts and influence he has within this group to try and sway them to his ways of thinking.
“Our current challenge is to convince the self-anointed power brokers of Soleus-3 that they now have a rather simple choice, to bring order out of chaos, or to sit by and watch me destroy their organizations, their wealth, their power and the world they have created. They must, now and forever, choose between Sezan and me, a clear choice. For the sake of one of the most beautiful planets and most promising creatures that occupy it, let’s hope that the groups who claim to be ‘illuminated’ can see the light.
“I have destroyed much of civilization before, when the Great Flood covered a large part of the planet. I have destroyed evil cities with fire, like Sodom and Gomorrah. I have sided with those promoting good when they stand up to evil. But never before has such organized corruption, greed, and subversion exercised its grip on civilizations across the face of the planet. The human species has evolved to the point of being able to destroy not only those whom they identify as their enemies, but themselves in the process. This is a concern that SORGE had when we decided to launch this project. We have seen similar conflicts within the Reticulum Alliance.
“You, Metatron, and I, simply have to identify those who have been loyal to our laws and cause. We must arm them with the thoughts and words to persuade their fellowman to turn to us for direction. Prophet, this is why I have chosen Metatron, a beloved son, as my emissary. Metatron has been a man. He has experienced how it is to feel detached, and connected, to me and our ways. We have shown him good and evil and instructed him to share what he had seen on Hivania with his fellow humans.”
Jhowah turned to Metatron and spoke directly to him so that Prophet could hear his words. “You saw then, how they disbelieved what you had experienced in other worlds and turned away. Several thousand Soleus-3 years later, I sent you back as the babe, Joshua, to once again, demonstrate that it is possible for a human being to be like us, like me. Now, as I promised to John of Patmos, I have asked you to try one final time to bring our great experiment to a successful conclusion even if it takes a thousand years.
“As you did in previous missions to Soleus-3, you are meeting resistance from the power brokers, who view you as a threat to the world that they have tried to create. What they haven’t yet realized is that Soleus-3 belongs to me, to all of us who planned and created it and every living thing that inhabits it, even today. As our messenger was shown, and wrote in the book that has come to become known as The Revelation, there will be a final battle between Sezan and the Alliance. My patience is wearing thin and I am ready to settle this thing once and for eternity. Are you up to the task? Prophet, are you with us or against us?” He said, focusing on the agent of Shield.
“My Lord,” Prophet responded with an agreeable smile on his face, “as an obedient child I would like to hear your advice. What would you have me do?”
“We feel that the power over people,” Jhowah responded, “the kind that has been gathered by the Illuminati and its allies, both Islamic radicals and non-Islamic, will be very difficult for them to lose. I foresee a very militant counter attack once you have learned this new technology, this new energy source. The stakes will grow even higher when you put it to use. We must do everything we can to interfere with our adversary’s ability to effectively make war. We have to strip them of their power.
“You will have a more efficient energy system. Since the current American leadership and their political allies have destroyed the defensive and offensive capability of the greatest peace-keeping nation on this planet, that leaves only a few defensive nuclear weapons among the allies of the forces of those following Sezan. If you follow my plan, none of the missiles, those belonging to the troublemakers or those belonging to Operation Shield, will be needed.
“These Sezan-allied nations, even though they signed the Guantanamo Treaty, have also put aside a few nuclear weapons. Deception just seems to be a part of their very nature. The American and British leaders of the 1980s knew this to be true and took the appropriate measures to neutralize their efforts.
“It was a real challenge to keep the project from the Bilderberg Group and its emissaries, the Trilateral Commission. Both are controlled by the thirteen most powerful families on the planet. They have a firm grip on the flow of information, resources, and capital throughout your world. When we shared our ways with the Bavarian priest, Father Weishauph, two hundred years ago, he and the other founders of the group were committed to assisting us in promoting good over evil and in creating another Hivania on this planet. But, as he did in the early days of the Solean experiment, Sezan got to some of their leaders and began to insert his own influence over them and their offspring.
“Rather than directing our project toward the outcome that I anticipated, Sezan has convinced the illuminated group that we created Soleus-3 for their benefit. In turn, they have attempted to create their own self-minded hierarchy, eliminating anyone who refused to cooperate with them, including heads of state. In their own minds they are gods; at least they enjoy playing God. They start wars for their own purpose. They create financial crises for their own benefits. They create epidemics for their own benefits. They are even engaged in population control, so that it will be easier for them to hold power over people and the leaders they elevate to office.
“Now, we have to strip this oligarchy of its power. It was never intended for them to enslave their fellow human beings and make them subjects to their own self-serving ways. Their founding members were given the keys to many secrets. They were shown scientific ways to enhance life on Soleus-3 as a way to carry out our wishes, here – to help us create a peaceful existence among all nations and see your kind evolve into a species and civilization much like our own.
“What the Illuminati have done is to want more, to be Gods. Sezan has convinced them that he is more like me than any other and that he can give them the powers they seek. He has shown them some of his own tactics: create a problem, initiate a reaction, and provide a solution that complies with their own agenda.
“Sezan, too, wanted to be a god. Though he was once my trusted ally, his own lust for power caused him to turn against me and our project. Since the oligarchic shadow government of Soleus-3 has adopted Sezan’s ways, we must now take drastic measures and prevent them from indoctrinating all human beings who are not of their bloodlines and coercing them into destroying each other and all of Soleus-3’s living creatures with them.
“What we propose, or what we advise,” Jhowah said, “is that we make all energy, weaponry and communications under the control of Operation Shield to be functional only with a highly secretive and encrypted code. The mere fact that they are available to be used for our purposes will be enough of a deterrent for many nations. It’s the others who will present a greater challenge. We will develop codes that, even with Sezan’s help, they will be unable to break. They will lose much of their satellite communications, which will block their abilities to access their wealth and to use the secret communication systems and networks that they have developed. We will also attempt to interfere with land-based communications as well.
“This is part of a new covenant that I made with the Soleans in the 1980s who understood my involvement in the Solean Experiment. Now, only you and your team, the group that is involved with Operation Shield, will be able to access the x-ray laser beam weapons since you will be the only ones with the codes. While Metatron will be conducting the Soleus-3 operations, I will remain in close contact with him.”
PRIMORDIAL ENERGY: THE GAME CHANGES
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