Volume 5, Issue 26
Part 49 of the ongoing saga of The Great Being, the One Self that manifests as each of us
We have been following the experiences of two Agents of Cosmic Intelligence, Melchizedek and Layla, here on a mission that started in 200,000 BC. As Blu and Ska, they are now well into their new life, around 40,000 BC in the mountains of northwestern Spain. At this point of the story, our Agents are no longer conscious of their true identities; the new brain has taken over their souls — for now. Previous episodes.
In our last episode, Stari-ki had begun to suspect that Blu and Ska were probably not Earth natives, and so he set about testing them by play fighting, him against the two of them. After just a few maneuvers, Stari-ki (mis)identified them as Rebels like himself. And so began his re-indoctrination, telling Blu and Ska they had forgotten they were Rebels and thus (in his mind) a part of Lucifer, and promising to do his best to help them remember their true Rebel identities.
The next morning the army broke camp and, like an amoeba, split into two armies — Aldus’ army of occupation and recruitment, and Stari-ki’s much larger army that would conquer the coastline and install military commanders to raise local armies loyal to the Rebels. Blu and Ska said goodbye to Aldus, formerly their King, and now a brother Rebel from off-planet — all three under Stari-ki’s tutelage, trying to regain knowledge of their original identities and memories.
The Great Being looked down and was on the edge of Her proverbial chair, delighted by the drama of this latest turn of events. Part of Him — echoed by returning reabsorbed avatars now part of Her intimate Self as His own internal chorus and senate — was excited in an almost nervous way that was very enjoyable — knowing that once Blu and Ska were actually successful in touching their own true selves, She Herself in each of those roles would be exposed to Stari-ki not as Rebels but as Agents. What sort of fight and deaths might ensue would be tragic but of course not permanent. To Him, down there in the roles, it would be highly exciting and terrifying to say the least. As spectator, She was rooting for the good guys to win, and again counting His blessings to have dreamed up Free Will.
Back on Earth… Stari-ki’s army began their trek, which would take them almost 3000 miles as traveled on foot, a serpentine course down the mountains into what would later be Portugal, then across the Straits into the southern continent, where they would capture and hold its northern coastline. Stari-ki loved this mission. The best part was his utter uncertainty as to how it would all come out. He was too seasoned a soldier to believe he could accomplish anything; he knew otherwise. They could run into savages living in large cooperating groups. The backstabber could descend upon them if it looked like his mission was going to succeed. In continuous fighting in completely unknown territory, death could come out of nowhere. Even his psychic abilities could not track everything in his battle sphere. What fun!
Their first great battle occurred not far from what would later be Lisbon, where they were surrounded and ambushed by hordes of savages. With the element of surprise on the side of the natives, Stari-ki felt humiliated at not having seen it coming, and this self-flagellation degraded his psychic powers. Many lives under his command were lost before the armed cavemen were vanquished.
The best fighters were allowed to live, and within weeks were fully trusted to be inducted into Stari-ki’s army. Some stayed to occupy and build armies and some went with Stari-ki further south. Wives of the converted fighters traveled with their mates to the unknown adventures in the hot lands. Having more women traveling with the army relieved Izbel and Asa of the discomfort of being the only women with so many lustful men around, although no one was going to fool with the wives of Blu or Ska — except perhaps Stari-ki, but he was too focused on his mission to dally in such things.
Blu’s inner life had changed dramatically. The way he remembered himself, he had always been a simple guy, liked guy things, loved women, loved fighting, followed the rules, and was proud when he had a good thought or idea, like the cave painting. He was still amazed that he could have thought up such a thing — where did that come from? He had no great ambitions, just to keep doing what he did best, someday have children and help them grow strong and stay happy. Now he was embarked on what had to be the greatest adventure ever, so he was in a state of perpetual excitement. The news that he was actually some other identity was troubling but also fascinating. His real Rebel self must have been the one to think up the cave paintings, he now surmised.
As a man of his word, Blu’s honor depended upon serving Stari-ki loyally and well. This was his philosopher’s stone, his main guidepost to behavior day to day. Since Stari-ki was doing his best to help Blu remember his true identity, Blu was honor bound to make his own strenuous best efforts. So he concentrated on that goal, which made him much more introspective for the first time in his life as Blu.
Without knowing it, he began meditating. In meditation, he came up with the idea that studying his own motivations might lead him back to his real self. Blu had the sudden feeling that his real self had given him that thought. He was right, it came from Melchizedek — unconscious but dreaming and sometimes almost waking up — so there was now some leak-through. My inner self seems to know how to do these things, Blu thought. Maybe it won’t have to take that long.
Ska felt that his real self knew how to get back, and was trying to make this happen. He already felt something going on in his relationship with his true self. It was indescribable.
Roused by the talk of real selves, Layla had begun the slow process of waking up. In her flashes of high moments amidst unconsciousness, she saw just how far away she was from ever being able to come back. She saw Ska as if the man was at a control panel far in the distance, with almost no awareness of her. There was, however, nonverbal contact with Ska during sex.
What if I’m a girl? Ska suddenly thought. Asa reached up and gently reminded Ska that she was waiting and he returned his attention to her.
Alone in his tent, Stari-ki ordered his guards not to let him be interrupted and to leave the tent flap closed, no matter what they thought they heard from inside. He sat in the traditional position with his back straight and head held high and concentrated on his breathing. When he attained the Observer state, he reached out with his mind: Calling Planetary Command.
He waited. Three minutes later he heard or sensed a response, something like, What is it? Stari-ki explained that two unconscious Rebels were now traveling with him. He asked for help identifying who the officers were, based on the location in which they were found, and their physical features. This would help him to revive their Rebel memories.
TO BE CONTINUED
My best to all,