Mega awakened to the soothing
strands of his most favorable harmonic sound vibrations, letting them massage
and focus his energies for the day. In
a moment, he came forth with a joyful smile even before opening his eyes. He immediately thanked the One God for the
new day and began to assimilate the new language implanted during the
Mega pulled off the ... headset,
they might call it. His expanded
mind bank told him that English wasn't
the most widely spoken language on the planet, but it was the most
dominant. It was associated with
successful creatures here, or at least those who got what they wanted. From now through the mission, it was
designated for usage by ... what would be their word? We can call it ...
The tall, broad-shouldered
Zenithian lay quietly in the sleepframe and got accustomed to thinking in
English, reviewing for full mindal implantation the translations with their
native language. His large hands
massaged and energized the chakra circuits in his scalp, tousling his long
white hair into freefall over his bare arms. In moments, he had massaged his
head into its daily productivity as an energy conduit, while also stretching
the muscles of his sinewy and hard male body to limberness after the ...
transit sleep, we can say.
English was, as expected,
simplistic, and that would be a handicap in communicating with the explorer
team on the surface, but certainly that
was often an important part of the challenge of these planetary visitations --
getting it done in the native tongue.
As he relaxed with eyes closed,
he could feel that the redirected mind circuitry was connecting ever-better,
beginning to flow more fluidly with the translations he needed. The words emerged more easily into his genetically
engineered mind as he needed them. Thoughts coalesced into new ways of
After a few moments, Mega lifted
himself gracefully from the deep cushion to do his morning exercises. They
included stretching, flexing and three coordinated full body flips -- forward,
then backward, then to the side.
The word “cartwheel” slipped into
the English layering of his mind as he deftly made a whirling circle around the
sleepframe. The biology was all working
well. His long white hair swirled in freeflight as his finely muscled and naked
body activated itself rhythmically for the new day. He flipped up precisely
onto his bare feet and breathed deeply several times.
Mega turned then to the control
panels to order a morning meal, noticing that the menu had already been themed
for the planet they were visiting. He
ordered a Denver omelet and pancakes. After checking the composition of coffee,
he decided on a hazelnut flavoring as well as the juice of what they called an
orange. Ironically, it was also the name of the color. In a sidenote on the
menu, he later noted that oranges were not, in fact, orange. It was a strange
and deceptive planet. Things were often not what they seemed.
It was good to know that the
lifedrives of the inhabitants seemed much the norm, however, the desire for
wealth, power, intelligence, good food, and sexual love. And Mega knew from his
mind bank that some of them loved adventure in the same spirit as did his
The spirit that brought them
Mega had loved adventure since he
was a child, using his desire and talents to earn a position at the space
academy. Now he was a Master Explorer, taking each adventure experience in
stride and having enjoyed -- he worked through his new mathematical programming
-- exactly 74 planetary visits, if he counted the abbreviated recycling stop on
the Plus-2 moon of Grandfandalia.
Mega’s experiences had mellowed
him and expanded his mind up into the third layer of ... PeacePower. He had the peace of knowing the ascension
time and space plan in much of its grandeur, as a series of learning and
growing experiences in the direction of perfected being, worthiness to be in
the presence of ... FatherGod ... or Universal One ... or First Source ... or Universal Father?
What name would be most appropriate here?
They had so many, and ironically fought fiercely about it. Mega put the
discussion onto his mind bank’s agenda for a discussion.
As he worked his mind through
final English translations, Mega routinely recapped the implanted mission facts
that the ship’s near 3,000 population
had received earlier, before sleep transit. He now recalled it into one
of his mind’s higher layers, thinking to himself that given all the vast ethnic
diversity here, it was going to an exciting adventure.
Now that their ... mother ship
(how quaint!) and ... lightdome was in cloaked station in Earth’s system, sleep
state had ended, and everyone was awakening in their quarters at about the same
time as Mega. More information would be forthcoming at his team’s first
The early screen briefing in
Mega’s quarters gave more tantalizing clues to the new mystery-adventure that
lay before them. Mega watched it while
he slipped on his white robe with the blue bird of peace emblem.
Greetings. We give you: Urantia -- known locally as Earth. You are per AdventYour plan to
discover most fully on your own initiative. Enjoy. Return with new perspectives
and expanded knowledge if possible for Control. Minimal impact directed and
anticipated. Caution urged. This is a dangerous planet.