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sábado, 24 de septiembre de 2016
The Change
The Change
It happened so fast. You never expect that life as we know it could change. I never wake up wondering if my life and its daily routine could change at all, yet it did.
It was on March 24, 2025 that the human kind was contacted by an extraterrestrial intelligent life form. I guess we were so absorbed by our lives that we no longer gave thoughts to it as if it could be possible. We have lost (or chose to) an essential human trait, curiosity that is; lost for many, many years. At the moment it happened the pillars where we have built our society firstly cracked, but we know the imminent collapse would come with an ominous roar. These beings came in peace, that is clear to me now, and I also know at this point that threats do not necessarily come from a remote corner from our dark galaxy. From the portraits made, I mentioned this because none of our actual technology seem to work around them for hundreds miles radius from where they are, apparently they emit a kind of pulse that interferes with it, shutting everything down.
Their faces seemed, at least to me, like the ancient deities chiselled in marble or alabaster from the Roman times; they were pale, strong yet peaceful, as if every gesture had been carefully selected to show kindness, and without a doubt genuine care. They are physical entities, however, the laws of our world physics did not seem to apply as for us humans.
They called themselves “Zh'iar”, a nomad race that is devoted as only purpose to travel among the universes studying civilizations; learning from them, and when the time was right, to establish contact. Their solely existence was in their own words to “help growing worlds to become truly developed in every sense”. They managed to do this using their vast knowledge and advance technology to accelerate the process.
The ultimate goal of this task was to create a sort of union between the worlds under their care, all of this of course for a greater good of all of us by expanding our frontiers, broaden our horizons and and provide new hope for a better future. But how to achieve this? The answer is quite simple and it is only logical. Communication, in the sense of an interdimensional bridge.
Their council consisted of their eldest three from the Zh'iar race, and they requested an open dialogue summit with the leaders of every world. They explained their project, the benefits that would be obtained out of it. The first step was to create the link between the previous worlds under their nurture. They possessed the the way of creating a vortex to travel among the planets. This meant an open portal that would open new boundaries for commerce and peaceful interchange of knowledge and culture. The creation process for this warp would take less than a year, and it needed to be settled in the sea; they have already chosen a remote spot in the Atlantic ocean. To power it their machinery they had to access the most powerful available, the earth’s core. Fueled by the potent geomagnetism and combustion the machine will be able to work upon command.
Virtually there was no risk, it would not interfere with the earth’s natural magnetic fields nor pollute.
It happened so fast. You never expect that life as we know it could change. I never wake up wondering if my life and its daily routine could change at all, yet it did.
It was on March 24, 2025 that the human kind was contacted by an extraterrestrial intelligent life form. I guess we were so absorbed by our lives that we no longer gave thoughts to it as if it could be possible. We have lost (or chose to) an essential human trait, curiosity that is; lost for many, many years. At the moment it happened the pillars where we have built our society firstly cracked, but we know the imminent collapse would come with an ominous roar. These beings came in peace, that is clear to me now, and I also know at this point that threats do not necessarily come from a remote corner from our dark galaxy. From the portraits made, I mentioned this because none of our actual technology seem to work around them for hundreds miles radius from where they are, apparently they emit a kind of pulse that interferes with it, shutting everything down.
Their faces seemed, at least to me, like the ancient deities chiselled in marble or alabaster from the Roman times; they were pale, strong yet peaceful, as if every gesture had been carefully selected to show kindness, and without a doubt genuine care. They are physical entities, however, the laws of our world physics did not seem to apply as for us humans.
They called themselves “Zh'iar”, a nomad race that is devoted as only purpose to travel among the universes studying civilizations; learning from them, and when the time was right, to establish contact. Their solely existence was in their own words to “help growing worlds to become truly developed in every sense”. They managed to do this using their vast knowledge and advance technology to accelerate the process.
The ultimate goal of this task was to create a sort of union between the worlds under their care, all of this of course for a greater good of all of us by expanding our frontiers, broaden our horizons and and provide new hope for a better future. But how to achieve this? The answer is quite simple and it is only logical. Communication, in the sense of an interdimensional bridge.
Their council consisted of their eldest three from the Zh'iar race, and they requested an open dialogue summit with the leaders of every world. They explained their project, the benefits that would be obtained out of it. The first step was to create the link between the previous worlds under their nurture. They possessed the the way of creating a vortex to travel among the planets. This meant an open portal that would open new boundaries for commerce and peaceful interchange of knowledge and culture. The creation process for this warp would take less than a year, and it needed to be settled in the sea; they have already chosen a remote spot in the Atlantic ocean. To power it their machinery they had to access the most powerful available, the earth’s core. Fueled by the potent geomagnetism and combustion the machine will be able to work upon command.
Virtually there was no risk, it would not interfere with the earth’s natural magnetic fields nor pollute.
Nevertheless conflict among us, humans, arise. Especially since it would change virtually all social structure established so far. That was when a secret resistance of shady origins rised against it. It was named “Bassareus” a version of Dionysus, the name derives from bassaris or “fox-skin”, which item was worn by his cultists in their mysteries…
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