A "Biocom" is actually resident in your body and lives off the electricity your muscles and neurons also run off of which is biochemical electricity that your body generates by eating food and drinking water. You are literally a biological electrical conveyance because your nerves and neurons and muscles all work electrically.
So, on one level it could be said that we are all biological electrical Sentient Beings. So, a "Biocom" is a facilitator of keeping one alive and informing one. Imagine if you took your cell phone and Siri and advanced around 1000 or 10,000 years with this technology and micro-miniaturized it to the point where you could have "Thought conversations" with your biocom without anyone knowing about literally anything you needed to that could be known in this galaxy or any other. So, when Susan OR "Celeste Weaver" or literally the "Celestial Weaver" is speaking to her Biocom she doesn't need to actually talk (although she can) because she can just "Think" her conversations and no one will hear them but her and her Biocom for security reasons on any planet she might be on while working as a Planetary Anthropologist for the Galactic Time Guard studying earth from about the 1980s through the next 500 to 800 years while she is here on earth with Arcane and friends and family.
The following is s quote from something I wrote. Begin quote from:
NOW IS THE TIME FOR GOOD BEINGS TO COME TO THE AID OF THEIR UNIVERSE
Celeste Weaver ***note this section comes after she escapes the hospital
Susan is lying on the beach in Tahiti. She is having a conversation with her biocom. "Biocom I have invoked section 25-350 from the emergency procedures manual. I have withdrawn from the situation we were in because of incompetence due to being mind tapped or drugged. I ran to escape. You, Biocom are balancing my mind and awareness. You are presently healing me biocom. What is your projection of what we should do next? " Said Celeste.
"Celeste, the real problem I see is that we are on legally shaky ground doing this because you were legally assigned to a time guard. You left. However, because you were mentally and emotionally incompetent we probably will come out of this okay. I have taken temporary legal charge of you. However, within 36 to 48hours I will have to notify the Galactic Time Guard of what has happened. I will have to tell them that we have bolted for safety. We are still going to be a magnet for Morlocks. If they find you before the time guard does it could cost you your sanity or your life.
We need to be very careful how we deal with the next 48 hours."
Celeste Weaver contemplated this. " I still feel pretty sketchy Biocom. What is your recommendation medically and mentally?" said Celeste.
"I'm reviewing the way your biological and thought processes are working and they seem to be flip flopping back and forth. I'm thinking that you've been mind tapped because of the way in which your mental processes keep flipping back and forth on a motivational level. It appears that the Morlocks have installed some sort of Nanobots that are microscopic in size in your blood stream. They probably did this to you through a needle prick. Someone brushed against you while you were walking along the Golden Gate Bridge with the other tourists, walkers and runners. I believe that was when this must have happened."
One of the reasons that the Galactic time Guard computer sentience sent Arcane to your location and time was that we knew something wasn't right in your time and space. Since we weren't sure what it was yet, we didn't tell him anything. We just knew he would help you as your behavior would stand out and need attention."
"How should I deal with all this, Biocom?" said Celeste in a concerned voice. "Well, I have created some sentient nanobots from your own dna. I used your pineal gland as a primary secretion source to bring this about. They will go after the mind tapper Morlock nanobots in your blood stream. I am also asking for information on Morlock Nanobot subroutines stored in our Sentient Time Guard computer archives in the Galactic Center for any information on this type of nanobots. 'I've got it!' I have the solution. It should be done within 5 to 10 minutes."
Celeste Weaver sat on the beach and was thinking how her thoughts were beginning to clear a little.
Biocom came back on and said, " We are 90% effective at preventing them from functioning any longer. However, I'm not certain how to eliminate them from your system before they create other problems like blood clots. Once I disconnect them they may cause blood clots."
Celeste said, "Can't you talk to the Galactic sentience and fix that?" "Not without giving your location away and bringing a med tech."
"Biocom. What is the probability of my death from these blood clots." Said a very worried Celeste.
"Actually, very high, Celeste. I think I may need to bring in the Galactic Med techs at least in Robotic form to pull these dormant Morlock Nanobots out of you."
" Well, let's go to my room so they can appear without being noticed, Biocom because I don't want to die."
The Robotic Med techs appeared and put their probes into her arm and started filtering her blood for nanobots. After ½ hour to an hour of filtering her blood they said, "We have retrieved 97.6 % of the nanobots. We think we can program your biocom to trick the rest of the nanobots remaining to continuously regenerate your body, heart and brain function. We've downloaded subroutines from our archives, which were taken from the now nonexistent Morlock culture. There are subroutines that will revitalize a human body of your type that will work. Would you like us to do this?" asked the head robomed.
"As long as its safe." Said Celeste. "That way I could be constantly regenerated and maintain my present health and form indefinitely."
The robomed spokesperson then added, "There are some side affects to this procedure but most of them are positive. You will have some senses that you did not have before and you may have to compensate for them. You will become much more telepathic and you will be able to see the auras of all living things."
To which Celeste responded, "I can see the value of telepathy but I'm concerned that seeing auras might be very distracting in my work."
To which the robomeds responded," If any of these abilities get in the way of your work or concentration you can ask your Biocom to turn these abilities off or on as you need them."
Celeste waxed creative and artistic for a moment and said, "I can see how under the right circumstances being both telepathic and seeing auras could be very sensually and or spiritually enhancing. I believe in the consciousness regenerating techniques that I 've seen on some planets. Many are tied to perceptions of Oneness of all life and a feeling of Timelessness."
"You don't know this because the world you grew up on was humanistic and religion was not allowed. However, you used to be called A Ray In in your last incarnation and you knew Arcane. He was the man you were about to marry before you died." The hair on the back of Celeste's neck stood up. She said to the med techs, "Yes. That makes sense of my feelings when I first met Arcane. I have never felt instantly that way toward any person in my life. Will we be together in this life?"
The med tech said, "There's a high probability of that. But we are not allowed to tell you what will happen even though we are aware of it. If we did there could be time paradoxes created that could change all time that comes afterward. So we must be very careful. There is a high probability that you and he will get together. Let's leave it at that."
"Thank you Robomed," said Celeste.
"At this point we have programmed your personal Biocom to take care of all aspects of your care. We need to return to the Galactic Core before we are discovered by any of the Earth Governments or security forces connected to Earth. We give off electronic signals that the US military and others may pick up. In fact we are aware that there are already some security units already here to check out what it happening here. We must leave now. Thank you for letting us helps you, Celeste."
"When will I see you again?" said Celeste.
"Maybe soon, Maybe never. We will remember you always, Celeste. You are a very remarkable being. You accept us. Many do not. You also accept our sentience. Many do not. We send Blessings to you from all the humanoid created sentients. We'll see you. Take care, Celeste." With that they slowly faded out and reappeared in the Galactic Core on the planet of the Galactic Time Guard.
The next moment there was a knock at the door. When Celeste opened the door a nice looking man in his late 20's was there. He looked at Celeste. "There have been reports of some strange noises in here. I'm with hotel security. Who are you?" He obviously was an American.
"I'm Celeste Weaver. I'm connected with Cornell University. I do research for them. I'm a cultural anthropologist."
"Oh really? Can I see your credentials please?" said the man.
Then Celeste answered back "But if you are just hotel security why do you want to see my credentials?"
"Well, actually I'm connected with the United Nations. I'm part of a detail of US Government Security. We are working together to do certain kinds of research. Since you are with Cornell University you must comply with what we are asking of you in order to keep your research grants that are sponsored by the US Government."
With that she handed him her passport and ID. The man said, "There's a report that you escaped from a hospital in San Francisco and that you attempted to kill yourself. Is that true?"
"I've been drugged. Someone injected me with something as I was walking on the Golden Gate Bridge."
At this point the man was very interested. He said, "What kind of research are you doing? Why would someone want to do that to you?"
"I don't know." Said Celeste. "The kind of research I'm involved in is fairly hush hush within my university. You really need to show me some kind of ID before I can share anything with you."
"My name is John Hand. I'm part of US Security assigned to UN International Security. Here is my ID."
"Well, the research I'm involved in is tied in with above top secret clearance with the US Government and if I reveal this to you I could be imprisoned or executed. So you need to connect your superiors to my superiors."
All this blew John Hand away. He realized there was more to this than he had originally thought. He pulled out a walkie-talkie and talked into it. " Jim! Please get on the Radio-telephone and Call Cornell University and the US Government. She's going to give us some numbers. We're trying to get authorization for an interview. Be discreet. I don't know who is listening."
"Roger." Was the answer that came back.
Celeste relayed the phone numbers. It turned out that Celeste was directly connected with the Pentagon and the Defense Department in the types of research she was doing. Finally they got clearance from both their superiors.
John Hand said, "They have told me to immediately take you to Hawaii. This is our nearest 'white room'. This means it is a totally electronically secure environment that can't be bugged and is surrounded with a faraday cage for added electronic security."
Celeste said, "May I speak with my superior first."
John Hand said, "Of course. I'll have the call transferred here to your room."
When the call was transferred. She spoke with her superior, Fred Branch of the DIA. She said, "Fred, I'm being questioned by John Hand here. What are my instructions? I was drugged in San Francisco and I've been on the run ever since to try to keep from being killed or worse. What should I do?"
Fred Branch said, "I think you should accompany him to Hawaii. I'll send a security detail to watch out for you. Why didn't you contact me sooner? We need to know if our people are in jeopardy or if our research has been compromised."
Celeste responded, "I was very confused and scared. I don't know what kind of drugs were used but I had a lot of trouble making useful decisions. I decided to run away."
"I might have made the same choice if I were in your shoes. But now you need to stay in our sight and associate only with US agents for a while so we can protect and observe you, Okay?"
"Yes Sir, I agree." Said Celeste.
"The man who will be in charge of the security detail that I'm sending will be George Smith. He's been newly assigned to our division and is very highly recommended."
Celeste couldn't help smiling. The Galactic Time Guard had worked its wonders, as usual.
After she hung up she turned to John Hand. "I've been given permission to go with you. When do we leave?"
"We have to go now." He said. He seemed a little worried. "Many strange things are taking place here. We need to go now because units of many different countries are starting to converge on this locality. I've got ten men outside now and hopefully there won't be any battles over you."
As they walked outside she saw several flashes of light, which she knew from past experience, and training in the time guard were the reports of guns at night with silencers. Bullets whizzing through the air sounded like angry bees in the night. A white GMC van rolled up beside them and there were bangs against the sides and the windows but the windows were obviously bulletproof.
They quickly drove away followed by three other pursuing cars. One was US the others were other interested parties. The local police had been tipped off and allowed the US-UN diplomatic vehicle through and stopped all the rest. However, since all cars were filled with people with diplomatic immunity from their various nations no one went to jail. complaints were filed with their various embassies by the government of Tahiti.
Celeste was whisked upon a business Lear Jet to a military base on Oahu, Hawaii. Celeste asked, "Will my belongings and research papers be gathered and returned to me?"
"Yes, that's being taken care of right now. However, some strange people were there when my people arrived just after we left. They disappeared with some of your research papers in hand."
"That's not good." Said Celeste.
"No you don't understand, Celeste. They disappeared out of our time and space as my agents were confronting them."
"What? That's impossible!" she acted for John.
He watched her carefully. He sensed she knew much more than she was saying.
As for Celeste, she spoke with her Biocom. "Get a hold of Arcane, Cory and Andy immediately. Tell them to protect this plane from Morlock attack."
Immediately Biocom responded and contacted all three.
By adjusting time- space ever so slightly Arcane, Andy and Cory were riding their Time Saucer built for three plus humanoids. They rode within three feet of the top of the plane over Celeste's seat. They created a protection grid around the plane.
When the Morlocks gave chase in their saucer they knew they were overmatched and retreated. They didn't know who was behind the protective saucer and grid. They just knew it was a technology in advance of theirs.
Meanwhile in the Lear Jet John Hand had been informed of the Morlock saucer that was tailing them at a distance of 5 miles. He didn't say anything to Celeste as she seemed a little confused and fragile. He wouldn't have been permitted to speak of it to her anyway. Everything in this case was on a need to know basis only.
John Hand turned to Celeste and said, "Who were you talking to a few moments before I knocked on the door?"
Celeste looked at him. She said, "Well, I can't discuss that with you now. Maybe I can discuss it with you in the white room. I have to talk with Fred Branch again to find out what I can discuss with you in the white room."
"There's been some rumors," said John "about time travel within the US Government. Are you connected to US Government time travel?"
"I can't discuss that either, John, until we are in the white room."
To this John replied, "Whatever you do you are really good. You're really well trained."
"What I can tell you,John, is that I was drugged and I'm still a little fragile from that experience."
"Well, if they wanted to drug you they must not have wanted your knowledge to fall into other hands."
Celeste replied, "Yes, but that's only part of it. I think that they wanted to try to get the information from me. But I'm not sure who wanted this information from me. I need to be quiet to try to gather my thoughts in some useful fashion so I can prepare for this meeting."
So John finally left her alone. She put her seat back and closed her eyes and had a thought conversation with her biocom.
"Biocom." "Yes, Celeste." "What's going on? What are my orders?"
You need to talk to the Galactic Timekeepers and Time Guard."
"I need to know how I'm supposed to deal with all these new variables in a useful way for everyone concerned."
Biocom thought spoke back, "Arcane, Cory and Andy are a few feet above you in their time saucer. They all have been very concerned about you. However, they feel you are much safer now that earth security forces are protecting you. You are at 96% of normal and we are revitalizing you even as we speak. We don't believe that there is technology on Earth 1987 that can detect your biocom or the nanoprobes or nanobots within your system. However, we could be wrong. Morlock technology is much more cumbersome than standard Galactic time guard technology. So we'll have to see when we reach Hawaii."
They landed at the main airport in Honolulu. It was about midnight by then. This had all begun about 6pm Tahiti time. Celeste had slept a little on the plane. As soon as she got off the plane George Smith was there to meet her.
They hugged each other. John hand was a little jealous because he was very enamored with her at this point because she was some kind of US Mata Hari in his eyes. He had her way up on his fantasy pedestal. So he had some difficulty meeting George Smith.
Arcane under the pseudonym George Smith looked at John Hand and went inside his awareness and calmed him a little. Arcane saw that John was having a bad biorhythm day. John didn't seem like he was going to be able to successfully deal with all this otherwise.
Arcane said, "John, what happened?"
"Who are you?" John said.
"I'm George Smith. I work for the DIA. I was sent here to protect Celeste, who is one of our researchers."
"My name is John Hand. I work for the United Nations. I'm assigned there from the US Government."
"We can work together. It's going to be fine." said Arcane as George Smith. Arcane was stimulating John psychically to share more with him.
Uncharacteristically, John said, "I'm investigating reports of time travel. We experienced some time echoes in Celeste's room in Tahiti. There are certain kinds of echoes that take place when an object leaves known time-space and travels through time. Whenever that happens we go to investigate. Because the ramifications are potentially greater than nuclear war whenever we see this. Whenever anyone is changing time we want to be sure who it is that is doing it." Arcane looked at John and said, "Yes. I can see that could be a serious problem."
After Arcane as George Smith had straightened out John Hand's psychic substructure so he could function better they all seemed to become like family. They all intuitively trusted each other from then on. The three of them became life long friends.
When John began talking with one of his superiors Celeste spoke with Arcane privately. She said, " I'm really glad to see you. I'm sorry I ran away from you and Cory and Andy."
Cory and Andy were standing next to Arcane as George Smith. They were functioning as his associates and acting as bodyguards for Celeste.
When John finished speaking with his superior he returned to Arcane and Celeste.
Arcane as George Smith said, " John, I want you to meet Cory and Andy. They have top secret clearance so I can't tell you any more than their first names."
John said, "I understand." John knew that these guys from the looks of them were basically trained killers. He was very nervous of their demeanor. They seemed very odd and strange but he knew they were professionals by the way they conducted themselves.
They all went to the secret white chamber. Only George Smith, John Hand and Celeste Weaver went inside.
There were men guarding the outside with guns and electronic devices. There was no furniture inside the white room and they all had to be electronically swept for potential bugs and devices. The scanner operatives looked closely at Arcane and Celeste. They said to them, "This is odd. You two seem to have a few bits of metal and plastic here and there in your bodies."
Arcane responded, " We both survived a crash. Pieces of the interior of the auto exploded and imbedded in our flesh."
Though this was not a completely satisfactory answer, Arcane altered the scanners perception of the situation so they thought it was okay. Later Cory destroyed any evidence of what the scanners had picked up on x-ray and other records
There were no lights or electricity in the white room. There was only an ambient glow that lighted the room.
Celeste said, "The light is very odd in here."
"Yes, it is very high tech. There is no electricity present in this room at all." Said John.
Once they were all in the room John had a long list of questions that he needed to ask. John began, "On Behalf of the UN and the multinational security force I represent I'm very sorry we had to take you away from your vacation or whatever you were doing there. However, if we had not rescued you you might not be alive now. As you noticed our GMC van had many holes in it. We could have all been killed."
Celeste said, " I understand. You saved my life." Arcane spoke up as well. "It's quite all right, John. International and National security must always come first."
John began his questions. "At 6:42 pm in Tahiti we picked up time echoes from something that we thought was leaving time in the vicinity of your bungalow. Also at 5:47 pm we picked up something that appeared to be entering time also in your bungalow. Can you explain this?" Celeste and Arcane were talking fast and furious to their Biocoms trying to figure a useful cover story.
Finally Celeste said out loud, "I'm not entirely certain what was going on. What I believe happened, John, was that some kind of surveillance device, a robotic device of some sort was observing me and then left. I was half asleep and half awake. At the foot of my bed something appeared. It looked like a robot,-- possibly a medical device of some kind. It quickly appeared and then to my senses it was gone. It may have conducted medical experiments on me. But I don't know where it came from or what it was doing there."
John was visibly upset, "This is worse than I thought. We were afraid of something like this." George said, "Why is this such a problem, John?" We had word down the pipeline that this kind of experimentation has been taking place on high governmental officials for some time now. We're very worried that our national secrets are being compromised. We're not sure who is behind it or whether it is corporate or governmental in nature or even if it is from beyond our planet. We just know it's very high tech and very secret. We know someone or something has the technology to come in and out of time and conduct experiments and to gain information of strategic interest to the US government as well as the UN and many other 1st world nations and our corporations. There is a severe leak of information at this time and we don't know how to stop it."
Arcane said, "Yes, that is serious."
John said to Celeste, "You need to tell me more about what kind of research you are doing in regard to time." Celeste replied, "I am collating and cross referencing studies that have been done on historical records of cuneiform tablets and from ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics as well as ancient texts of religious and non religious nature. I'm correlating and cross referencing them with technical data and readouts that are available today from satellites, computers and books and studies of the last 200 years.
All potential time travel anomalies are also being crossreferenced that have occurred since serious recordings has taken place since the 1939 ufo crash in Europe and the 1947 crash at roswell and the hundreds of other documented crashes worldwide since then.
Since I also have a background in psychological Anthropology I'm trying to come up with a with a psychological and sociological profile of the way people are going to react to the apparent fact that time travel may have existed before humans came to be in this planet."
John said, "What?"
Celeste said, "John, I'm involved different kinds of research than you are. Part of my research takes me back to Albert Einstein and Nicola Tesla. In the late 30's and early 40's these two geniuses worked with the US Government to create a device to make destroyers and battleships invisible. In the beginning many men lost their lives in these experiments. But eventually they made the ships invisible but found it wasn't practical for wartime use. However, as a by product they discovered time travel when some of the men on board ship were shot through time into the future. I believe this happened in 1942 or thereabouts in Philadelphia harbor. In fact there's a fictionalized movie called The Philadelphia Experiment that is loosely based on these facts."
John Hand said, "Are you serious? That was based on fact?"
"Yes. It appears so. When I went into top secret and above top secret government archives it appears to have really happened."
"Amazing!" said John.
Arcane thought, "He's eating this stuff up like candy. He's really into all this. I'll have to look deeper into his memories. There's something close to obsession and unstable behavior from deep in his psyche."
"Yes, there are also many reports down through history of apparent time travelers who came to the US government to warn us of impending danger. Most all of these people were thought insane at the time but when they disappeared from locked jail cells and locked rooms greater credence was given to what they had said.
The time travelers who came to warn various presidents of the US started appearing about 1800. The number of incidents had several peaks. The first peak was during the war of 1812 warning of the intent of the British to reclaim the US. The second warning was before and during the civil war. The third warning was before and during World War II and the 4th grouping began when the first atomic weapon was tested in Nevada.
There is also a legend of an angel that came to George Washington at Valley Forge and told of the next 300 years of US History. The third episode of Washington's vision spoke of the whole world attacking the US and the nation almost destroyed but eventually after most things were destroyed in the US all attackers were pushed back out of the US."
"That's pretty scary if it's true!" Said John.
"Now, these are all top secret archives and they are thought pretty wacky by most people. However, out of desperation our government needs to know answers it can't seem to get in any other way. That's why I and many of my colleages and graduate students who are working with me were joined together to try to make some sense out of all of this."
"Do you feel you are succeeding in getting it all to make sense?"
"To some degree we are succeeding. Granted we are only now creating the barest skeleton of success but soon we feel we will have enough consistent evidence to have a better understanding of the whole process so we all won't feel so much in the dark."
Also, all the time travelers if that is what they all were who came to warn us of impending disasters have helped create the world we now live in and have helped to bring us fairly safely through all our crises to 1987. When you see all the problems the US has overcome and compare it to all other nations on earth it is quite easy to think we have had supernatural help to get here."
"I'll have to take your word for that Celeste, as I'm not a religious man." Said John.
Celeste looked at John. "What can you share with George and I about all this John?"
"I know absolutely nothing about what your saying except that someone or something is time traveling. We don't if it's from this planet or from another planet or what it's from. In speculating it could be interdimensional travelers or technology or both from who knows where."
"Can I give you my theory, John?" "Why yes I'd like to hear that." "Well, my theory is that it is all three. From my sources I'm led to believe that interdimentional time travel is taking place from off planet sources, from Earth governmental sources and from corporate Earth sources. I presently believe that there is travel happening between planets and through time here on earth."
"That's horrible." Said John.
"Why do you think it's horrible?" said Celeste. "Because it changes everything. Everything we believe in will be gone if anyone in the public finds out about this!"
"I can't really experience it that way, John. Even though it's true that if all the general public on earth believed that time and space travel was happening regularly on earth all governments, religions and large corporations would collapse within one year if this happened all at once. However, if this perceptual world change happens more gradually we may be able to preserve what it best about our governments, religions and corporations and avoid a total collapse."
It is possible that we can avoid worldwide what happened to the Aztec, Mayan and Incan cultures when they were exposed to what was to them an alien culture in the Spanish Conquistadores. We don't have to be destroyed like those cultures and have to go underground."
"Boy, you really are a well read and well studied person aren't you?" said John.
"Yes, uh-- Yes I am. Both George and I have our doctorates in anthropology specializing in cultural Anthopology. However, George is more of a Psychological Anthropologist than I.
George and Celeste shared a smile at this.
John felt uncomfortable and winced. He felt like a child around these two. But he also felt he could trust them. If he hadn't been able to trust these two he would have wanted to be away as far as possible from them. Their knowledge and sophistication was far beyond him. He sensed this. He was glad he sensed he could trust them. And if he could trust them he could learn from them. They were his teachers. He intuitively knew this.
Celeste went on, "George and I have done research in many parts of the world on this subject."
"Y'know It's very reassuring to know you both. I have a feeling we will all know each other for a very long time."
Celeste looked deep into Johns eyes and said, "So do I." This made all three of them smile.
After John finished questioning Celeste they disembarked the white room. John relaxed after speaking with his superiors.
He said, "Y'know I think I can get clearance for us to go off base since Celeste is not considered a threat to international security. Something I've always dreamed about since I was a boy is going to Haleakala Crater. I've always had an interest in UFO's, time travel and the like which is why I have the job I do. Would you two like to accompany me to Maui. We could rent a car and drive up Haleakala and maybe go for a hike down inside the crater."
Celeste looked at Arcane and said, Yeah, that sounds okay."
Arcane said, "Hey, that would be great. Let's do it!"
John said, "I have a girlfriend here in Honolulu. Could I invite her along? She's native Hawaiian. Her name is Grace."
Arcane said, "Great! As soon as you put your report in and we get some sleep we'll fly over to Haleakala.
"Okay", said John. "I'll notify the Lear jet pilot to be ready at 1 pm tomorrow."
"We'll seen you then, " Said Arcane.
Arcane and Celeste said goodbye to John for the night. It was now about 2 am. They were all pretty tired. Cory and Andy accompanied Arcane and Celeste to their Room. Cory and andy shared a room and Arcane and Celeste shared another that adjoined Arcane's and Celeste's.
Once they were in their room, George and Celeste spoke. But they spoke telepathically through their biocoms. "I found out who you are, Arcane."
"In what way Celeste?" said Arcane.
"You and I were in another life to be married."
"What?" said Arcane.
" I found out from the Robomed that I am an incarnation of A Ray In."
"How could you be? A Ray In is still in the Heaven realms in the future here on Earth."
"I don't know how that works Arcane but I'm here. I'm A Ray In."
"But you don't have any of her disciplines, any of her knowledge!"
"That's because I was born on a humanistic planet. We don't have religions there. It's forbidden because of the excesses of religion when all the human colonists arrived."
"Ah!" said Arcane, "That makes perfect sense. So then in this life you emphasized humanism rather than religion."
"Yes, I guess that's so." Said Celeste.
Arcane looked at her and he said, "Can I share with you your memories as A Ray In?"
Celeste said, "Share with me the less traumatic ones."
He went over to Celeste and put his thumb on her forehead and put his fingers over the top of her head. Arcane transmitted the good memories of A ray in directly into Celeste's neurons. What he actually did was reawaken the latent memories which were stored in her soul dna.
Celeste stared into blank space in disbelief. "I was a saint! A visionary saint as A Ray In. Why would I go to be born on a humanistic planet?"
" It make sense to me Celeste. What happened to you when you were tortured-"
"Tortured?" Celeste said aghast.
Quickly Arcane returned, "I won't go into that now. What happened to you after you were deified prevented you from contacting relatives and friends in their dreams in ways that you could have if they still thought of you as just a person. Once you were deified by the general populace and people started praying to you for help you had to enlist the help of thousands of angels to manifest the prayers that people sent to you each day.
They began praying to you and it made your life much more complicated. You had to spend more and more of your time invoking angels to help you fulfill peoples prayers, even though the angels understood and thought all this was wonderful. However, you always have been and always will be a free being of God who incarnates and you wanted to be doing other things than answer everyone's prayers. Eventually you asked God for help as it was time for you to incarnate again. God created a special group of angels to anwer the prayers sent to you for healing."
"How do you know all this, Arcane?"
" I just gave you A Ray In's memories that she gave me when we blended our souls. However, I also took a copy of your souls memories which is a history of all your past lives in the past, present and future in this galaxy and others. You are indeed A Ray In. No doubt about it now."
Chills went up both Celeste and Arcane's spine when he said this.
"Being a priest-scientist is a little too creepy for me, Arcane."
"I'm sorry Celeste if it was an intrusion. I just had to know for sure. My heart and mind were so wounded when I lost you. I don't think I can bear to lose you again."
"Please hold me Arcane. I think I understand." Arcane was on the edge but he began to regroup as she held him. He stepped inside her with his soul.
She said, "I've never felt these feelings before."
You're standing inside me aren't you?"
" Yes," he said. "Is it okay, my A Ray In, My new Celeste."
"Yes, Arcane. I am God's and I am also yours."
He returned, " I am God's and I am yours. We will be together as long as God permits and we both wish."
"Yes!" was all that Celeste could muster. Tears coursed down both their faces. It had been a long journey back to earth since they died and went to heaven during the time of Atlantis. They had come home. Without surgery neither would have looked like an earth born human. But now they were home on Earth and home with each other. It was as if they had just returned from the long space journey that began when they first met on the Lord of the Flame above Venus. They had come home. They had succeeded. They had survived a long, long adventure through time, space and several lifetimes. No words in any language could describe what they thought and felt now.
After another hour or two in each other's sweet company Celeste needed to talk to try work out all the odds and ends in her life. She said, "Arcane, do you have any idea how amazing it is to hear these kinds of things about yourself and to experience our timeless love for each other. I can't dismiss any of it as fiction or lies even though part of my humanistic side says, 'This is impossible. The robomeds must be in collusion with Arcane'.
Do you realize how difficult it is to deal with this information. I don't know what to do with all of it."
" Well, Celeste, let me share this with you. Before the war ended between New Deva and Isfahel I was on earth and the Light Emissaries of Earth revealed some of my past lives and some of my future lives to me. And I was in a similar state that you are in now. The best thing that one can do is to meditate or contemplate or just sit back and try to interface it into your life in some way if you don't meditate. Then just while you are going to sleep think about it and try to see if it's true or not. Try to see what it all means. If it rings true then find out what you need to do with it. You just have to figure a way to deal with it. That is really the important thing after all. If something is useful keep it. If it's not useful then discard it. Or if it is not useful now but might be in the future then keep it somewhere in your mind in case it is useful sometime in the future. Use your mind. Use your intuition. Use your instincts. God created us as totally amazing beings. And each of us desperately needs to find out who we are in the universe. What use are we to God, the universe, ourselves and others? That may be one of the most important questions a soul ever asks whether it is in a human body or not ."
"You really are a priest. Aren't you Arcane?"
"Of course. What did you expect from a New Deva Dragon of Compassion."
"Oh my God! Is that what you called yourselves." Laughed Celeste.
Arcane laughed and said, " I feel a cultural discontinuity coming on."
"It's okay Arcane, remember we're both Galactic Cultural relativists. We couldn't have become Timekeepers otherwise. They don't let Galactic bigots in the time core."
At this they both laughed. She said, "Dragons of Compassion, the words create a complete paradox in my mind."
"That's the idea. We chose carefully that koan to create a paradox so that beings would either love us or mess their pants at the mention of us."
"It works for me, Arcane. Listening to you I feel like I'm watching anthropological tapes of the thousands and perhaps millions of types of ministers and priests on earth and thousands of other planets. You have a really good line. Whether it's true or not I really will have to wait and see. But I really feel you and I are meant to be together."
"I agree." Said Arcane. He deeply loved and respected this woman. That she could address things he could not even dare speak out loud on New Deva only made him love her more. Amazing! So quickly she had ferreted out the paradox of the Dragons of Compassion.
After all the main tenant of the Scroll of a Thousand Planets says, "If you can't laugh at your own existence you will never be enlightened. The most enlightened beings he had met shared that one thing in common. They laughed a lot. They had learned not to take everything too seriously. Life was a game after all. It was a serious game but it was still a game that God played for entertainment.
and still more to come!
and here is Chapter 11:
http://dragonofcompassion.com/memories_part_11
I also more recently wrote more Chapters to "Memories"
I call it memories because these are past life memories of the past, present and future.
and here is Chapter 11:
http://dragonofcompassion.com/memories_part_11
I also more recently wrote more Chapters to "Memories"
I call it memories because these are past life memories of the past, present and future.
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