Part 58 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. To infiltrate the Rebel forces on the planet, they walked into the near-dead bodies of Blu and Ska around 40,000 BC on the coast of northwestern Spain. Taken into the Rebel Stari-ki’s army, they have trekked southward and have just made a miraculous crossing over the Straits of Gibraltar. Previous episodes.
Our last episode began with the sudden appearance of primates the European tribe had never seen before, the Barbary Macaques. Blu and Ska had been opening up as they sensed who they really were, before the slaughterhouse experience that had collapsed their consciousness. The sight of these hairy little men (though not quite men) thrust them into an altered state of consciousness, intoxicated with life as the army finally scrambled onto the new continent. It all made a kind of sense but they intuitively knew to keep their thoughts hidden from Stari-ki’s prying mind. That night, Blu had a colorful lifelike dream where he was floating above his body and somehow sensed another being flying beside him. He felt great warmth and love as he heard the word “Layla” and knew this was the woman he loved. But what about Izbel? What did this all mean?
Stari-ki led his forces cautiously eastward, keeping the sea in sight as he had been ordered. His Rebel Mission remained the same: find, subdue and convert natives to conscript Rebel armies to hold the coastline from the Northern peninsula to where it nearly met this continent, and then do the same with the Northern coastline on this huge inland sea separating the two great continents. However, he was not so sure he was going to continue to follow orders.
First of all, he was not sure what was going on. His own colleagues in ships above were seemingly causing him to be attacked by an army he himself had created. He was now piecing things together and had a hunch that the recent occasions when he had allowed himself to be surprised by attacks could have been caused by other Rebel super-psychics (“Princes” in the Rebel culture) operating in the skies above. He liked that explanation better than thinking he was losing his powers.
He had been told that these armies would initiate a long period of battle during which the inhabitants of this planet would be trained to become the toughest fighters in the universe, in order to storm the gates of Heaven. What they did not tell him was all of the ways they were going to achieve that — which could easily include setting Rebel armies against each other. After all, it wouldn’t matter how many incarnations these people (including him) had, how many times or how horribly they would have to die in humiliation and defeat. They would just incarnate again and again so why not have them kill each other as much as possible? That guess felt right as to what the Shaitan, the Planetary Commander, was thinking in having Aldus attack Stari-ki.
In which case, why travel in the route where they expected him to be? Maybe they were even waiting to see if he was smart enough to not follow orders having figured out the game.
Secondly, he was feeling unsure who he himself was. In unleashing his mindblast this last time, he felt sorrow and weakness as it was happening and now even afterward he was malingering in ill health, a rarity for him. Could Rebel Mind Control Forces also be responsible for this? It felt like it was coming from deep inside, as if there was a part of him that did not want to hurt others. Where did that come from?
Stari-ki had dispatched Blu and Ska to cover the right flank and they had gone south and were paralleling the movement of the army to the east. They had come up to a huge desert and were awed by how it seemed to go on forever. They stayed north of the desert, in the fertile area where they could feed themselves. Izbel and Asa were with the main troops, where they were protected, but Blu and Ska missed them.
Blu and Ska had each been having strange dreams — dreams of a different life. Blu had been flying in his dreams, though they did not seem like dreams; he felt like he was out of his physical body, in another sort of body. They didn’t speak about their dreams with each other because Stari-ki even at this distance might be listening in. In his weakened state he actually could not read them as well, but he had not disclosed that to them because he preferred to keep the upper hand, with bluff if need be.
Each of them felt that they had touched some inner self. A self that somehow without words communicated to them the right thing to do at various times. The mood of that inner sense was calm; it felt like everything was all right, not to worry, it would all take care of itself in time. This part of each of them was what made them stop to meditate, to contemplate a flower, or to concentrate intensely on a single question such as Who am I? Or What am I?
But right now their concentration was strongly focused outward. They had detected the sounds of a large group of something moving off to their right and had snuck up on their bellies to see what it was. They were concentrating intensely on the entire threat front including their own flanks and rear, in case this was an educated army that could encircle them.
It was in fact a group of humans, mostly men. At the center several men were carrying something. They were moving eastward but not quickly, as if they were not far from where they were going, acting as if this was part of their home territory. They were dark-skinned like Blu but did not seem intelligent since their vocalizing sounded like simple grunts, not like multisyllabic language. They were mostly naked, with few primitive garments and few weapons visible.
Crawling a little closer to get a look at what the primitives were carrying, they felt the soil beneath them getting looser. They stopped and Blu pointed down. Ska got what he meant and quietly pawed up some loose earth while Blu kept his senses peeled in all directions. Ska touched Blu’s arm. Blu looked and saw a disgusted expression on Ska’s face and then looked down and saw why. They were on top of a field of lightly dirt-covered bones — human bones. These people apparently only slightly buried their dead, Blu thought. He smiled at Ska as if to say, “Disgusted by dead people?” Their job involved many dead people and they should be well inured by now.
Ska shook his head once and pointed down. Blu looked to where he was pointing. On what was probably a child’s femur bone, there were tooth marks.
Human tooth marks.
TO BE CONTINUED
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