SPACIAL REALITY

Daniel as a child had an overpowering dream, that had

shades of the end times written all over it. A self propelled

platform that had its own gravity source that locked Daniel

and the other two robot passengers securely to the

platforms metal like floor. Daniel and crew would fly over

a tremendous crowd of people who were running, hollering,

jumping and crying about being left behind as if the Earth

was being abandoned, massive fires raged everywhere out

of control. Daniel’s crew spoke no words, they used

telepathy to communicate, they were on a mission to make

sure that those who were suppose to survive would not

perish.

The temperature was scolding hot. The air burnt the

lungs and those on the platform wore special head gear that

had oxygen tank attached. Humanoids five hundred feet

below them were in excruciating pain in fact some seem to

melt right before Daniel’s eyes. Screams echoed loudly as

the people ran amuck into the fiery inferno that had no real

exit, except the platform that whizzed overhead searching

for those earmarked for rescue. As night fell, the screams

were intolerable as flames and black smoke started to

engulf the scene making the rescue effort twice as taxing.

Daniel dreamt this sequence of events from age seven to

thirteen every night. Sometime the activity took place in a

deep mountain enclosed valley where snow piled high.

The next dream sequence Daniel questioned why he

was here and who are my fellow passengers. Upon

inspection of his crew, during one night’s episode, Daniel

detected that the others aboard the craft were semi

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humanoid and very insect like. Another night’s dreaming

session Daniel asked one of the two who were humanoids

where are they from? One retorted a little known planet in

the Pleiades Solar System millions of light years away.

Those facts seem to shut Daniel’s curiosity down for that

night’s adventure.

Another night Daniel and crew flew close to a group of

young humanoids and signaled for them to get in the large

cage like metal basket that was in tow! This was the first,

major pickup some of the passengers were very sick and

bewildered. Daniel and crew delivered them to a small

saucer craft that was an airborne hospital, from which they

would be transported to a place somewhere in the Galaxy

called judgment land. That’s where they got processed and

evaluated for the next critical step.

Several other platforms zipped through the air on a wild

tear their must be a timeline some major event was drawing

near. The crew members were fraught with excitement

almost to the bursting point. Daniel tried to find out more

but that wasn’t on the agenda for these dreaming sessions.

All of a sudden night became day and the fire relented, all

eyes looked heavenward as Angelics came into view.

The Angelic ones took charge of the personages in all

the metal baskets. Directing them to a larger craft about

twenty blocks long the craft enormous as it maneuver

skyward. The Angelic ones were unloading distressed

humanoids who had fled the scene.

The next night Daniel was with a completely different

crew of humanoid females with stark looks some very

beautiful some homely looking. None paid any attention to

Daniel. The mission was paramount. That night the

platform flew towards a dormant planetoid volcano

entering an opening allowed the platform to go

underground into an engineered tunnel that opened to a

huge court area where other crafts sat idle. Daniel and crew

were directed to a room where robots escorted them to an

environment that was cold slimy fog filled. An area where

some of the humans were housed. They seemed drugged

yet awake. An urgent message was telepath to the crew

they hurriedly exited the volcano via the platform back to

ground zero gathering another bunch to be processed.

Daniel wasn’t told the ultimate plan. Perhaps the others

knew but mum was the word. Next night the dream

intensified showing Daniel more of the dreamscape while

answering some questions though yet never actually ask.

Daniel met more strange personages from off planet and

was allowed to intermix in a brain bending manner. Daniel

marveled at the flames like eyes and the fidget stares, of

totally paranoid humanoids running around like ants

beneath the airborne platform. Blue flames devoured those

hollering and screaming locked into intense physical pain,

as they fell into harm’s way bewildered by the mass

confusion.

Beings left on the ground were at wits end on how to

survive this terrible mayhem that bleeds like a ruptured

vein spewing massive puss everywhere. Some lay fried like

bacon, others melting from the execrating heat and harsh

conditions. The landscape is malnourished dead animals

everywhere toxic fumes drifting to heavy laden dark

thunderous clouds.

This ugly catastrophic disaster was born of multiple

nuclear explosions on two continents. Thirty million dead

and twenty million injured. Horribly depressing aching

scenes are what Daniel and the crew saw as they rescued

those eligible for recovery, with high hopes of returning to

civilization somewhere in the galaxy. This despicable

dream went on for years, as Daniel dreamt tirelessly night

after nights about doing his duty.

One night Daniel met a high ranking alien, he had a

burnt orange complexion with silver hair like metal. Big

fat face and red squinting eyes, wafer thin lips, he gave the

crew a tongue lashing telepathy style, in a what a mind

blowing conversation Daniel will never forget. The alien’s

name was Commander Pazo a galactic engineer by

profession our squad leader during this encounter. His

speech was that earth has never really had a stable civilized

humans population who could follow commands without

deviation from the Creators dictates. Stabilization dawns

when civilized planets come to fruition. The squad leader

held no hope for this becoming reality in the near future as

he described mankind too fragile and weak willed. Peace

and perfection weren’t in the cards for humans in the short

run, much had to be learned and endured to raise the

humans value standards to one of cosmic awareness.

Authored By Douglas Howerton