Isn’t it ironic how we cheat ourselves by not continuing the relationships we have with the ones we love across other dimensions?
Sadly, we rob them too.
Have you ever considered how much grief the departed go through when their efforts to reconnect with us fail? Do you have any idea how frustrating that is for them? They use all of their strength to reach us in a dream, but a stupid body is in the way. They try to rattle our cage when we are about to make poor life choices but we never get the message so we don’t respond. Eventually most give up and move on, although some souls knock themselves against a brick wall indefinitely, forever trying to influence our behavior in the right direction.
On our side of the fence, we feel isolated, cut off from the ones we miss, and depressingly alone. Death of a loved one causes many to abandon belief in God, when just the opposite should be true. The culprit isn’t us; it’s the human body. It enslaves us into limiting our attachments to a world that only it; the body, can see, hear, smell, touch and taste.
What about our needs?
Why should the body be entitled to put our requirements on the back burner?
Our bodies lie to us ever so convincingly. They trick us into believing that “once you’re dead, you’re dead forever.” That is true for those miserable, wretched genetic things we inhabit; but not for us.
When are we ever going to realize that?
I’ll tell you exactly when: At the precise moment we retake control and regain the natural ability we have to leave our bodies at will.
We arrived at the precarious position we are in today through our own undoing. Neither God nor Grandpa is to blame. We are. I will repeat that until the cows come home; until the fat lady sings; or any other cliché you can think of.
You sick humans keep on saying, “it’s all due to fate”. Or “the devil made me do it.” Or “bad karma”.
What a bunch of baloney.
There is no such thing as “karma”. Karma assumes the existence of some form of “spiritual conspiracy”.
In free will universes such as our own, attributing blame for things that have happened to “unknown forces” or “supernatural entities” is an act of total irresponsibility.
Get real!
And when all else fails, you humans like to “blame everything on God!”
That is biblical rubbish. Do you know why I use the bible to line the bottom of the birdcage? Because nowhere in the universe has there ever been written such a derrogatory portrayal of infinite goodness. Sentences like “the wrath of God” makes Antarean blood boil. “Wrath” and “vengeance” isn’t even remotely in God’s definition. Those are human attributes because you are insanely devoid of telepathic ability. God doesn’t punish anybody, ever. Keep pushing our buttons and we will give you plenty of it, though.
And I say that without anger!
How much respect can any of us have for you when you kill each other off like flies?
Laws permitting abortion is an example of this. Activation of a new body begins at the moment of conception, not nine months later as your “law” indicates. Unless a government understands this, they are promoting spiritual homicide.
Consider how you would feel if you made a choice to return to life, only to have the law brutally sanction your murder prior to birth. It is now the government and the courts interfering with your right to pick up a new body.
Who wants a society like that to continue? Not us, that’s for sure. We either need to change you or devour you.
There is nothing wrong with taking preventative measures for birth control. That is the free will of either the man or the woman to decide.
However, everything “after the fact” from the “Plan B Morning After Pill” to the crime of abortion itself interferes with your newborn’s right to return to the physical world after he or she has made the decision to do so. My apologies if this makes me unpopular. Too bad about you. I am reasonably secure that I have offended everybody in some way thus far, so please understand that I am not here to win a popularity contest.
How are the assets of the physical universe best protected?
The answer is in understanding the nature of “free will” and where it has gone wildly wrong.
In current chronological time, during our imaginary year 2009, we see specific areas of turmoil.
Global warming is escalating to a point where within six years from now you will see eleven times the number of hurricanes, tornadoes, tsunamis and other cataclysmic weather events which threaten your survival.
Israel, the so-called “holy land” of religious real estate battles, is destined to be remembered as “New Atlantis”, when the Dead Sea joins the Mediterranean Sea as one salty body of water. The Dead Sea is already 1300 feet below sea level. Crossing the Jordan will occur via lifeboat. Much the same will happen at Vatican City, another “holy place” steadily evolving into underwater beachfront property.
And what many consider to be the holiest place of all, Wall Street, will be submerged as well.
Al Gore’s movie on global warming, “An Inconvenient Truth”, is an accurate and realistic assessment of the direction we are heading, but predictably, the theaters were empty, the ratings were dismal, the DVD’s never sold well, and everybody forgot about it already.
“An Inconvenient Truth” idealistically suggests that we can reverse the tide of disaster if everyone “pitched in” and “did something about it.” Well, lots of luck. Unfortunately, I have some very sad news for Al: not enough people have paid attention or cared about the movie or the problem.
Please understand that it’s not just the USA causing the problem. The crisis is not called “American Warming”, is it? China is fast approaching the levels of pollution of the United States, and will soon far exceed it. India is also polluting like crazy, as they go through their industrial revolution. When North Korea develops the capacity to industrialize, they will undoubtedly contribute to the anarchy for the sheer mad fun of it.
Nothing can be done or will be done about it, and it is a sorrowful fact of life or what’s left of it on Earth that it is already far too late. It is just a modern example of “Nero playing the fiddle while Rome burned”. You creatures have collectively inherited Emperor Nero’s passion for the absurd. But now, the party is over and if you keep going in the same direction, we are coming to take out the human trash that caused this. Fortunately we have the technology and the foresight to recycle it.
Look at the dilemma you face here.
We are here to preventing the destruction of your real estate.
You are the ones destroying it.
We would rather stop you than kill you. Your choice.
“Be All You Can Be”, a slogan for the armed forces says.
And you are! You’re the best plunderers and spoilers your planet ever had. You didn’t need to be drafted by extraterrestrials to do it. You destroyed the world all by yourselves.
You also have the psychotic opinion that “life doesn’t ever get any better than this!” By never learning to think to one another, you all became disconnected from your own spirituality. Did you know that the average human spends two years of their lifetime on the telephone? In the broad scheme of things, doesn’t that seem to be more than a slight waste of time?
You can’t expect to be treated with respect by an alien society when you are all isolated from one another.
That being the case, how can you be viewed in any way other than contempt? Ants are so much more worthy than you are as a species. Ants have collective responsibility. You don’t; and as far as this planet is concerned, you may never will.
Dr. Gaurang Bhatt is a retired philosophy professor from India who has interests in evolutionary sciences and medicine, with particular emphasis on the human brain. He is an avid student of history and etymology and can be reached via e-mail at gpbhatt1@yahoo.com. Dr. Bhatt wrote the following commentary about us in his comprehensive comparison between humans and ants: “A creature that has a million times more neurons than these puny conquistadors and bands together under the banner of patriotism, race or religion with the capability of inventing new weapons of mass destruction and infinitely greater greed for power, wealth and empire is sure to wreak havoc, as the history of humanity proves.”
We have had enough havoc already. The Earth has suffered sufficiently under your nonchalant indifference and unemotional cruelty. We Antareans are not about to allow any more of that to happen. It is high time to save the earth not for you, but for ourselves. After all, it will be just another war fought over real estate, correct? If your bodies are sacrificed as collateral damage in the process due to your ultimate failure as a verbal species, so be it.
Please don’t get the wrong impression of me. I love humans with all my heart, and that includes you. I agonize day and night over your predicament. I truly dreaded coming on the web and making you face reality. But when it comes to collective responsibility, if I am not part of the solution, then I am part of the problem. We all share the blame for each other’s failures, whether human or Antarean. If you fail and are devoured, our chefs will garnish you indiscriminately; although fat people will taste slightly more delicious, I am told.
Why must I be so harsh and severe?
Don’t ask me; that’s your opinion, not mine.
Each physical entity is a specific brand of genetic mush with unique characteristics. It is as subtle as the difference between Bounty and Brawny and Viva paper towels. Each particular trademark was fashioned to be highly resonant in aesthetic qualities. Both beauty and order are central to DNA. Whenever you desecrate these attributes through your recklessness, your lack of devotion to one another and to your host planet, you are collectively an embarrassment to your particular logo of uniqueness.
You have become toxic to yourselves and everything you touch, whenever your zeal for secrecy and chaos overcomes your desire for beauty and love.
You never bothered to develop the only cure for this fatal disease — telepathy; even though you had the ability to do so all along.
Don’t think for a moment that other extraterrestrial civilizations haven’t tried to help you in the past; because they have.
There have been visits to the Incas in the Andes, and to the Mayas in Central America and Mexico at specific intervals throughout human history; all done to further your cause. The gift of the primordial Rosetta Stone to Egypt by early Antarean landing parties was a contract for the furtherance of our prominence between we alien “gods” and human beings. Unfortunately you failed to live up to those responsibilities agreed to by King Ptolemy III.
There were massive campaigns launched during the last five thousand years to transfer large quantities of DNA to the inhabitants of Mesopotamia and Calderia; all for the purpose of improving the human race and making you more worthy of being here.
The “missing link” in evolution has always been provided by external alien intervention, as caustic as that sounds.
But did any of it work?
You be the judge. For a handful of generations, hybrids were initially able to live hundreds of years longer; but that quickly reverted back to normal life expectancy levels with the resumption of human inbreeding. Perhaps we knew all along our efforts to assist you would fail. Some say all of those initiatives were done for the sole purpose of fattening you up and making you more delectable; for the same reason you produce genetically engineered sheep.
With all of that “Grade A” alien DNA infused within your bodies, are you better people?
Are you any further aware spiritually?
Are you more compassionate to your fellow man?
Or was the whole effort a dismal flop?
How many times would you keep giving help to an unappreciative species, only to see them deteriorate into a race of raving destructive psychopaths?
Eventually you’d want to come back and clean up the whole mess, before you were accused of contributing to the turmoil.
Drowning in the quicksand of complacency has brought you to this point. You are so consumed with the false security of the compartmentalized little boxes you live in and drive in and work in that you have overlooked how to communicate with one another by thought. Beyond your heap of secrets and ulterior motives, you are about to leave the legacy of a wasteland planet to your worthy successors; while the glaciers approach meltdown and you continue to sink aimlessly into the slime of your status quo.
Frankly, if you were in charge of all of this excellent real estate about to go down the tubes (even in a down economy), what would you do?
What is the cure for an environmentally-ill population other than death and relocation?
Any valid suggestions on how to stop a sizzling ozone-infested mountain of polluted ice from spilling into the bedpans you call your oceans?
I’m all ears.
On the political side of the scorched earth spectrum, two terrorist nations, Iran and North Korea, already have the capability of blowing up the entire planet. Lovely motives they must have. Considering all this, as well as the fact that no matter what transpires with your obsolete bodies in the physical universe, you are still immortal.
What does one thing have to do with another?
You don’t need protection.
No matter what happens to your bodies or to your real estate; no matter what planet you choose to relocate to, you will continue living forever. You will occupy new and improved bodies, hopefully telepathic ones. After each lifetime you will return to the spiritual universe. You can come back to the physical world whenever you want to. You will forge ahead, inhabiting genetic bloodlines closest to yourselves, and so the cycle will go on and on as long as you perpetuate it. It’s always your choice. Just no longer here.
I can safely guarantee you that you won’t give a second thought to the fate of Calcutta, Shanghai, London or Tel Aviv once you’ve been relocated to saner galaxies, light-years away. Does it matter where you go from here? Absolutely not. It will be nothing more than a matter of information, availability and intention you implement to relocate yourselves there.
Therefore, it should not be a surprise to you that the assets of the physical universe are a higher priority than the preservation of your bodies. Left to your own folly, Earth would soon be uninhabitable. It is dead wrong to blame us for implementing a “changing of the guard?” A more advanced civilization has every right to restore sanity to the environment and to eliminate political chaos. We Antareans are best suited and qualified to manage this world, not you; that is, unless you can prove us wrong before either a nuclear or environmental “Armageddon” comes to pass.
Your bodies will become “collateral damage” when they are used as a beneficial foodsource. Did you know what an excellent source of fiber you are? There aren’t going to be too many constipated Antareans; that’s for sure.
Nutrition talk aside, the death of every man, woman and child on Planet Earth does not provide a source of great joy or comfort to us. Furthermore, the fact that your bodies are nothing more than a fuel source for a more intelligent civilization gives me little satisfaction. Our “noble cause” of saving the planet from destruction provides the precise justification we need to kill you if necessary.
We’d rather not.
Nevertheless, sixty-two years have passed since we first began observing your behavior. We arrived a few years after one of the most brutal wars in history. Our elders, dignitaries, scholars and prelates told us that you learned from your mistakes. Turned out to be blind optimism on our part. You learned absolutely nothing.
So now you’ve got to make some choices. I wanted to liberate this information years ago, but my proposal was voted down because the Antarean viewpoint was that we should never interfere. We have assimilated well, and you couldn’t distinguish me from one of your own if you saw me shopping in a mall. The body I stole when I got here fits just fine and still looks great. (I am one of the original guests, not the offspring). I know I don’t look my age though. So much for vanity.
Right now the consensus has changed. We all agree that it would be rather unAntarean of us to not give you sufficient information to clean up your mess. If you fail, then it’s “all on you”.
Personally, I would miss many of you.
Some of my best friends are human.
Lucy
