When the spaceships start hovering over your cities and towns, there will be nowhere to hide. There is no cave to shield you nor any underground bunker to conceal you. The technology we have of forcing us out of your bodies is far more compassionate than the methods you use to butcher your animals or even put to death your prisoners.
Once forcibly made to exit; freeze-drying specific parts of the brain, the lungs and the heart in several nanoseconds shuts the body down and will not hurt you very much.
I’m not saying that there will be no pain at all; because the last thing I want is everyone reading this article to hunt me down like a dog in the afterlife and start screaming, “You promised it wouldn’t hurt!” All I am saying is that of all the ways to die, this is the least traumatic, and you need to be very grateful to your liberators for our kindness and our mercy.
Cryogenics is the means by which your vessels will be packaged and placed in cold storage until they need to be cooked. If you are worried about being eaten raw, rest assured that we Antareans find that idea reprehensible. On the contrary, we tend to overcook everything, which is an area of grave concern because all your vitamins may be lost in the process.
Over the years there have been isolated incidents of people with more money than sense who were so consumed with “body worship” that they have left instructions in their will to be preserved in liquid nitrogen until such time that they could be “brought back to life.” Just for the record, Walt Disney was not one of them, contrary to popular opinion. I am certain that every cryogenic pioneer with such lofty but misguided plans for “corporeal immortality” will feel extremely cheated for having spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to maintain expensive climatic machinery which inevitably will be shut down when the rest of you become the main ingredient in an exotic recipe for Antarean Soup.
Looking at this problem like a human being, do you agree with it?
No, I imagine you don’t.
Do I wish it would never happen?
Yes, of course I do. That is why I am here to provide you with information. Not out some sense of guilt, but out of love. I will have clean hands if you fail, because I will have done everything in my power to prevent it. And I speak not for myself alone, but for all of us here as guests and visitors.
Can you do anything to prevent it?
Pass along the information. This web site is never coming down.
Just be advised that if you fail to protect this blue/green marble you call earth, I will have neither the power nor the capability to alter the course of events. I have agonized over and over again whether to disclose this information or not. In the final analysis, Antareans are all about openness, not secrecy. I had no choice, and I have convinced the others that they had none either.
I have often asked myself, “Is it appropriate to be the bearer of such bad news?”
Ordinarily, I would have said, “No, it is not fitting. I should say nothing.”
But were I to say nothing, I would become the ultimate hypocrite, wouldn’t I?
Here I am, explaining how secrets destroy your only chance of happiness in both universes, and at the same time, I would be guilty of keeping the most well-hidden secret of all. It is not my intention to disturb the peace or to create widespread panic. I hate doing that. Believe me, I would much rather be minding my own business, enjoying a pomegranate cocktail on my yacht or flying off to Macau or Monte Carlo to win money in the casinos.
It’s just that you have the right to know.
And yes, a few people in your government already know. They have known for some time, because travel to Earth takes light-years; and the movement of spaceships have been tracked and plotted by agencies not only of your own government, but a handful of others. Furthermore, those in the loop have not been given all of the information. Some do not know whether further arrivals are “friends or foes.” Some are not aware of exactly who is coming, or precisely when. Fewer than that know that a large group of us are already here.
Some of your defense strategists have discovered when the rest of us plan to arrive, but have mistakenly concluded that you can “negotiate” with us. One military purist has offered us “help and assistance” if they just agree to take Africa and some of the Islamic countries.” What that individual fails to understand is that you have no help or assistance to offer us. Nor do you have any right to sacrifice one continent, race or religion at the expense of another. The “chosen people” has been the human race all along; at least until now when your lack of collective responsibility made you unworthy of living here.
The lesson to learn is that being “chosen” is never permanent. The value of the human race has diminished to nothing, due to your unwillingness to part with your dependence upon secrecy. Earth has sadly become the underbelly of the physical universe. Interestingly enough, there is now great hope for Earth, but not much left for you. I am not saying that your fate is written in stone. I am trying to prevent it, although time appears to be by far your worst enemy other than yourselves.
So, besides overcoming the dilemma of the secrecy issue, what benefit is there in telling you all of this in case you fail?
The answer is simple. When the spaceships come and the population is in a panic, your first reaction will be to blame God, “accusing God of forsaking them”. I need you to understand that God has not done this to you, even if I have to repeat it a million times. You could have avoided this catastrophe. Instead of improving life for yourselves and your families, you formed mad hordes of political, economic, social and religious groups who have been intolerant to one another, and what awaits you is the result.
God empowered you with the ability to create holiness and you failed miserably. God loves us Antareans as much as God loves you; with the same intensity that God loves every cow, lamb, sheep, chicken, fish and vegetable that you eat and excrete each day.
What is the nature of human beings?
The Christian religion tells us that you are “conceived in sin” and you need to be “redeemed.”
Hogwash.
The truth be told; humans are neither bad nor good, but selfishly indifferent; with a large smattering of greed thrown into the mix for good measure. Philosophers argue that greed is good, because without it, there would be no incentive to succeed. Unfortunately, the only thing that you have succeeded in doing is sealing your fate and dispensing your death sentence. What a legacy!
If you fail, you will be exiled from Earth.
Forget about your bodies. They are just dead weight. Accepting the reasons that caused your expulsion is vital to the healing process. Once you heal, forgive yourselves and subsequently move on to worlds of transparency, you may actually achieve a degree of redemption.
Don’t think for a moment that the onset of verbal slavery was a spontaneous matter of chance. We all live in a universe where there are no coincidences. Your evolutionary model was visited by external societies before. “Cousins” from other planets, galaxies, clusters and stars have “tapped you on the shoulder”; molding your development. We created the physical universe all together, so it shouldn’t be a shock to discover that you’ve had periodic “help” from the original “design team.”
You are who you are, no matter how many cooks were active throwing pepper into the pot to spice it up. The “missing link” between pre-Cambrian man and the current variety of human was a result of alien interbreeding in order to render you assistance. One only need review mitochondrial DNA mutations in paleontology fossils to see proof of that.
And so what?
Were you better off as cave men? As dinosaurs? As clams? As jellyfish? Maybe you were.
I’ve never seen an amoeba develop a nuclear bomb, have you?
Yet as humans you feel no guilt about boiling an entire ocean just to cook one piece of fish.
Between 35,000 and 10,000 years ago, your planet was a staging area for an immense genetic laboratory. The fact that you emerged as less-than-perfect lab rats is a matter of history which is well documented. But whether you were the “experimentors” or the “experimentees” is inconsequential; because you participated nonetheless.
Amnesia is a wonderful thing when it allows you to lose your conscience.
See?
Being trapped in a body has it’s benefits. Kind of a shock though when the hidden stuff all comes back.
Trust me, it was very difficult not intervening in your screw-ups.
On 911, don’t you think it took a lot of restraint to not stop aircraft from crashing into the World Trade Center and the Pentagon? We agonized bitterly over it, especially knowing who really caused it. Free will is a bitch to uphold, believe me.
We would love nothing more than to send a thought and request that the spaceships turn around and head back home. Give us a reason to do it. That is all we ask. Catastrophe can be avoided, but it is up to you, not us.
But what would that accomplish?
Would that save planet Earth from destruction and inhabitability? No, probably not.
How do you think it would look on our performance record if we placed the fears of our human pets (or pests) above the assets of the planet that we swore to safeguard and protect when we came here in 1947?
It should not surprise you that we have quietly transferred trillions of troy ounces of gold bars to Antarean accounts. Yes, trillions.
It was fascinating to learn how your banks operate in Switzerland. Antareans hold a majority ownership in all the top fifty banks in the world, through a myriad of shell corporations and holding companies registered in exotic places like San Marino, Andorra, Isle of Man, Vanuatu and Liechtenstein. The Swiss government’s primary function has always been to protect the Swiss banking industry. Whenever corrupt foreign dictators come inside their friendly Swiss banks to deposit large amounts of gold, dollars (soon to be ameros) or euros, they are invited by their charming Bank President to stay as their guest in only the most luxurious hotels, such as Le Richemond in Geneva and Hotel Baur au Lac in Zurich. The late Nigerian dictator Sani Abacha and the late President of Zaire Mobutu Sese Seko are two of the many cases in point. Once all of their gold or cash arrived, the banks made a discreet call to the Swiss Financial Brigade, after which money laundering charges were leveled against their very special depositors. For your typical human despot, tyrant, Mafioso or drug kingpin, it’s extremely easy to place assets into Swiss banks but virtually impossible to get any of the money out. U. S. citizens who fail to report their Swiss bank accounts on I.R.S. Form TDF-90-22.1 are subject to the same “preferential treatment.”
Why is any of this relevant? I by no means advocate feeling sorry for conscience-deprived criminals who export chaos and mayhem to their victims. I am only mentioning it in passing because trillions of ounces of gold bars that were obtained by the “creative financial engineering” of “relieving” money from those predators has mysteriously “vanished” from the vaults and coffers of UBS and Credit Suisse and have been replaced by paper certificates backed by the “full faith and credit” of these financial institutions. The accounting ledgers remain unchanged, with only a slight technicality indicating that the physical gold has been replaced by its paper equivalent.
We make no apologies. Plundering the assets of conscienceless madmen has only provided us a viable means by which to extract human wealth. With great power comes an even greater responsibility to make tough decisions. But when it comes to the greater good, rest assured we have made the right choices and have done the right thing so that this planet will continue; with or without you.
So what was the straw that broke the camel’s back? What event tipped the scales which caused us to order a contingency plan to harvest the human race?
We Antareans came to Roswell in 1947 as a direct consequence of three cataclysmic events which revealed the true sadistic nature of the human race. They included the holocaust of Hitler, the bloodbath against the Russian people by Stalin, and the systematic murder of the Chinese population by Mao Tse Tung during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
We concluded correctly that conditions on planet Earth would only become worse. Subsequent massacres by nutcases like Pol Pot and Idi Amin proved us right.
After we observed you for many years while silently interacting with you, we reported back to our governing councils; and accordingly decided to move forward with our contingency plan. You were found guilty of failing to protect the planet from nuclear annihilation and global warming. No surprise there. Both threats are reaching a point of critical mass as we think.
We correctly assessed that both risks will render Earth’s real estate unsustainable should human beings be permitted to remain here.
Look no further than yourselves to cast blame.
With forces of greed and exploitation at play, how much real compassion do you truly have for one another?
Aren’t you still finding more efficient ways to butcher each other in wars all over the world?
Do you really deserve any better than the hand you’re about to be dealt?
Even with this priceless information, the people of earth won’t alter the routines in their daily lives. I know that and you know that. You will still go to work, come home, have dinner and have sex. I wish that was all you did, because if you stuck to that routine, the future of human beings would never be in jeopardy.
Perhaps it would be helpful to look back on your stay on Earth in order to determine whether you could have done anything else to make a difference. The majority of you are extremely resistant to change, and you find the idea of restructuring your lives difficult if not impossible to achieve.
Most people will say to themselves, “Look at this crazy stuff! It’s only a crazy web site written by a deranged person; so why should I care?” I would like to have a quarter for every time someone has scoffed at all this and told me, “Lucy, you are one sick puppy”; although all the money in world won’t save you from becoming the Antarean blue plate special if you fail to protect the planet you live on.
It won’t be until you see the evocatively stylish light grey spaceships hovering overhead that you will start to pay attention and take the matter seriously.
So humans, you’d better pick your battles. But if you start a war, make sure you can win it. There is no doubt in my mind that we Antareans certainly will.
Even without you, Earth will still have a beautiful sky, exquisite mountains, forests, lakes and rivers, soothing rainstorms and the most magnificent sunsets in this section of the Milky Way Galaxy. The only difference is that you won’t be living here anymore.
After all, if you won’t change, how are you going to stop us?
Are you going to sue us Antareans for genetic theft in an interplanetary courtroom?
Are you going to hire a lawyer and demand punitive damages for digesting your body?
You can’t stop an avalanche with a feather.
The very idea of humans being powerful or intuitive enough to do anything is narcissistic and futile. You are not bit players in a Spielberg movie with a happy ending. I repeat; there is nothing you can do. You’ve heard the old maxim, “The only thing that’s certain is death and taxes.” Well, for what it is worth, you won’t have to pay taxes after you are eaten. You will, on the other hand, survive trillions of deaths yet to come; hopefully under more desirable circumstances. You’d better get used to it, and start making plans for your future beyond the gloom and doom of Planet Earth whose demise you have collectively caused.
People have come up to me, scared out of their skin and asked, “Can’t I make a deal with you so that the lives of my children can be spared?”
Who do I look like, Monty Hall?
Antareans don’t need to make “deals” with you. You are an antiquated, obsolete, inferior species that has nothing to offer us if you can’t even clean up your own act. Anything you can do we can do better. The only thing you can undertake that will truly benefit us is to die with dignity. You have lived your lives on lots of planets. At best Earth has been tolerable for you, but it was never truly your home since you never took care of it; and as a matter of record, human beings have been thrown out of better places.
A typical “human” reaction that I hear a lot goes like this: “If we are going to be eaten anyway, why make it easy for them? Why not demolish the Earth and blow ourselves up, rather than giving them the pleasure of taking over our homes, our cities and our lives?”
That precise reaction is why you don’t deserve to remain here. You don’t take pride in anything, not even leaving us a clean environment.
So what lifestyle changes should you make in light of what is coming? Well, far be it from me to give you advice on how to live for the next six years. I will say this much: you shouldn’t worry about paying off your credit cards, your mortgages or your car payments. Your Capital One plastic will truly be a “no-hassle card” once the rest of us get here. Certificates of deposit, money market accounts, mutual funds, stocks, bonds, individual retirement accounts and pension plans will all be worth less than a urine specimen in the ocean. Don’t make any long-range plans. Cancel your life insurance. What good is continuing to pay the premiums when you’ll have no beneficiaries?
The interesting paradox is that even if you are not aware of all this consciously, you know it intuitively.
Therefore, if there was ever a vacation you always wanted to take but never did, go ahead and enjoy it with the ones you love. See the world, because you will never have a chance to see this one again. Of course, you will undoubtedly prefer to go to an all-inclusive resort in Aruba or Lucaya where gourmet meals of Half-Bahamian three pound lobsters are brought to your suite 24/7, rather than visit the muddy, barefoot children slum dwellers of Chittagong, Bangladesh; or to watch the Rat Men of Calcutta cook their dinner in an open pit at the entrance to the sewers where they catch their prey.
Letting poverty and misery pervade the earth brought you to this juncture. I have selected my illustrations carefully.
How do you best take collective responsibility for what you did to your planet?
You can show remorse by accepting the fact that every war and famine; every impoverished family; every starving child; each city soon to be drowned by the rising tides is your own sickening fault. Your acceptance is best expressed by leaving the Earth in far more capable hands. You have appeared to pass the point of compromise. You can’t fix it. We can. You must resolve never to pollute, contaminate and destroy the next planet you inhabit; wherever it may be. Each of you is personally accountable for the destruction you caused here. Your only course of action is to migrate to a telepathic civilization that is kind enough but naïve enough to take you in. I pity the poor species who give you sanctuary. I hope you don’t disappoint them, regenerating into the political savages and religious demagogues you were on Earth.
Still many ask, “Why now?”
The question you should really be asking me is “Why have you waited so long?”
Waiting has not been in our best interests. Even now you might be too toxic to harvest! Although at this point, your protein and water are still an economic benefit to us. It is nuts taking a chance to risk a harvest under the constraints of a scorched Earth. You can’t imagine the logistical problem we Antareans would face should the planet be exposed to nuclear disintegration. Not all of us like our meat well done.
There is no question about it. After you are massacred, the Earth will be far better off. Suffering and strife will end. Antareans will succeed in doing what you pitifully failed to do; to make the Earth a divine place where God is loved. Take comfort in the fact that your carnage will be served up as food for our stellar heroes who rescue the Earth from oblivion.
But why punish the innocent?
Well, are any of you truly innocent?
One of the kindest, treasured creatures on Earth is the cow. If there were ever a shining example of innocence, cattle are closer to the ideal than human beings ever could be. Have you ever stared into a cow’s eyes and fell in love with them? And yet we think nothing of slaughtering and butchering them. Of course “you have to eat.” Sure. So do more advanced civilizations. You are just part of a more elaborate food chain than you ever imagined.
Nevertheless, on religious grounds, you may wonder, “How could God ever allow this to happen?”
When we separated from God, we agreed to love God unconditionally. It was what we pledged; much like a prenuptial agreement. And since every one of us is a part of God, we consented to love each other unconditionally as well.
The instant you violated your agreement in the name of free will, non-conformity, greed and secrecy, you were on our own. But in spite of every transgression, your immortality was never revoked. God has always been and always will be benevolent; but only to us as spiritual beings, not to our bodies. There was never any guarantee for that.
At the same time, there is lots of good news. There are trillions of planets that support life similar to Earth. Your previous lifetimes can be in future chronological time, which makes migration to new worlds both familiar and painless. However, not all of them are located close by, and many do not have the same density or chemical configuration as Earth. But it’s not as if you don’t have another piece of real estate to go to. Rest assured that nothing is ever permanent in the physical universe. Suns explode, stars die, black holes suck us up, and we have all been there and done that. Stupid us, we built obsolescence into everything. Planets are nothing more than loosely scattered atmospheric spheres in a never-ending supply of space, waiting for new inhabitants.
I can assure you on very good authority that the Antarean civilization will also come and go like dust in the wind eventually. But each of us will live on forever, and I hope someday we can all look back and have a cheerful toast to your time on Earth, remembering only the good things. I hope and pray that each of you is able to find that “perfect world” to return to; to breathe in pristine air; to eat that delectable meal; and to find the ideal soul to love.
Beyond that, you are on our own, forever seeking what you are looking for.
In the meantime I will wait for the moment that we all evaporate within infinity and get off the merry-go-round of life, death and everything else in between.
Lucy
