Radiotelephone

 In 1987 to 1990 and beyond there was a device called a Radiotelephone which is basically just what it sounds like which existed before Cell phones or smartphones. This, for example, is what Taxi Drivers often used around the world to contact their fares. I think at first it was just a walkie talkie system that was shared with a central operator and then it evolved into a radiotelephone system where you could actually call numbers from a place like a taxi or limousine of some sort. But, this is what predated Cell phones in the 1980s. I was reading something I wrote likely around 1989 or 1990 about Celeste Weaver when she escaped to Tahiti when running from aliens from another planet and realized since it is now 2023 many of you might not understand this technology anymore so I thought I would write about it.

Note: If you don't yet know what a Biocom is it is a Sentient Computer built into a human body that the person residing in the body can either talk with or telepath with which provides protection and information to the occupant of the body. This Biocom is standard issue for Galactic Time Guard members whether they are Guards or whether they are researchers like Arcane and Celeste Weaver here on earth.

Here is a partial quote of that:

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http://dragonofcompassion.com/memories_part_10

Memories part 10

 My Book Memories web page 10

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 I have withdrawn from the situation we were in because of incompetence due to being mind tapped or drugged.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?"