“So on the one hand you had a theory which from the conceptual standpoint was profoundly puzzling and on the other hand from a practical standpoint was vastly more successful than anything we had ever seen before. This is the kind of situation that produces the tension that all the investigations of, the foundations of, quantum mechanics are feeding off of since then. Because on the one hand this is an acutely paradoxical, puzzling, conceptually confusing theory, on the other hand we have no option along the lines of throwing it out or neglecting it because it is the most powerful proven tool for predicting the behaviors of physical systems that we have ever had in our hands.”
“We need a new science… It’s called quantum physics and it is subject to a whole range of debatable hypotheses, thoughts, feelings, intuitions as to what the heck is really going on.”
~ What the Bleep Do We Know? Down the Rabbit Hole
Felina located the back entrance, “Michael, I’m going to remain here and wait for you. I’m sensing some hostility in some men out front.”
Michael agreed. “I think that is wise. Probably reporters. How many are there?”
Five,” Felina reported, “Three of them are across the street and I believe they think they are undercover.”
Dahlia laughed. “Well, they have some surprises ahead of them. We will have peaceful ways to deal with them and they won’t know it’s a strategy.”
“Looks like it didn’t take Damian long to make trouble,” Jonathan commented.
Dahlia wasn’t concerned. “He’s probably been diverted to the phony post by now and what he can do will be limited. It’s too bad he knew about this location but I’m sure he’s being fed inaccurate information as we speak and it shouldn’t be to difficult to come and go. Besides we have Felina to watch over us. By the way, thank you Felina. Michael, can you call the Chairman to let us in?”
Felina interrupted, “I already have Dahlia.”
“See Michael, I told you she’s perfect!” Dahlia said, laughing again.
Just then, the back door opened and they stepped inside and climbed the dark metal stairs leading to the second floor where Brian and a woman were waiting to meet them.
Dahlia’s smile was encouraging. “Brian, this is Michael Hampton. He needs to have an audience with the web developers and you will want to listen in on what he is going to present to them.”
“They are all here. I’ll set up the meeting right away. This is Marci Bates, my new assistant and the latest model in multi-tasking.”
Dahlia reached out to shake Marci’s hand, “It’s nice to meet you Marci.”
“Marci,” Brian continued, “this is Dahlia, who’s probably Tahl incarnate and hasn’t told us yet. And this is Jonathan Greyson, our Leonardo da Vinci, head architect of the Palace of the Nine, and Michael’s our chief science and technology officer in charge of a new kind of bomb. He’s going to make every mind on this planet the same so we can blow up Tormen.”
Brian had made everyone smile. Dahlia hadn’t verbalized things quite this way in her mind and took great pleasure in Brian’s wit, “Now I know why the Universe chose you to be our chief commanding officer, Brian. So what did you guys do with Damian?”
Marci could hardly keep from laughing. “That was easy,” she said, “We all knew that he loved England so Brian sent him there to set up an office as the central location for organizing your supposed teaching tour all over the world. He couldn’t pack his bags fast enough. He’ll be lost in the pubs most of the time.”
“Very clever. Let’s make alcohol and food are secret weapon to keep anyone around us with negative energy messing things up distracted. We’ll out maneuver them with parties so their energy is raised without them realizing what we are doing. Speaking of which, those guys out front are going to get hungry.”
“Marci, please have all the developers meet us in the back conference room and then I want you to call one of those companies to send a lunch on wheels truck to front of the building across the street. Make sure they have great food.”
“You’re going to be really good at this game, General!” Marci joked.
“I’ve had some practice with politics,” Dahlia responded.
“I bet you have,” Jonathan commented.
Brian turned to Michael, “Michael, let’s get the meeting started. I’m anxious to hear what you have to say.”
Brian gave Michael a brief tour of the facility and the equipment that had been purchased before bringing him to the conference room where the entire team had been assembled and were anxiously waiting. Michael was keenly aware that the Universe had gathered the most highly evolved beings and the most experienced web developers on the planet. He had presented his ideas before in front of brilliant groups of scientists who didn’t understand him, but today was the right place and the right time. It would be different.
Dahlia was standing behind him as he hesitated and she whispered to him, “The Operations Field will open their minds.” He turned around and looked at her and his eyes said thank you and then followed Marci across the room to the chair at the head of the table. He set his briefcase on the table and opened it and gave her some briefs to pass out to everyone. Then he sat down and waited.
Brian who was sitting at the other end of the table stood and began the meeting.
“Hello everyone. You’ve had a chance to look over this facility that’s going to be home to you for awhile and in a moment I’ll be turning over this meeting to someone who will be explaining to you exactly why you are all here. But first as the introduction to this meeting, I’d like to present to you, Dahlia, the mystery woman behind the extraordinary movie that seems to have taken over our minds and we can’t escape. I think we are all pretty convinced at this point that she’s reached the next level of our existence and we want to join here there. In order to do this we are putting her words on the website, words that will end the different theories about who we are and where we came from and where we are going. Her words will end the search by solving the mysteries of quantum physics paradigm that’s been sending everyone down rabbit holes.
“This is the most momentous time in all of mankind’s history because it’s not just about explaining entanglement and giving us a clear understanding of how all of us are part of one powerful abstract potentiality in one unseen world, while at the same time we are also separate beings in this world, it’s about something we didn’t see coming — ending this way of living and beginning a new existence. As we’ve studied the planet and ourselves, we’ve had increasingly more questions with no answers, answers we came to realize we need right now to save ourselves and the planet. At least that is how we used to put it but we are becoming more clear about the subject each day. We’re not saving anything, not the planet and not mankind. What men have done that has destroyed our planet, our home, was as it was supposed to happen. Everything has to die.
“I’m going to share something with you that I was talking to Dahlia about last night on the phone. I’ve never been married and I’ve never had children. It’s not that I didn’t want to, it just didn’t happen. If you’ve read about the subject, you will find that this has been becoming normal over the past several decades all over the world. As I was reviewing your applications for this job, I wasn’t surprised to find that most of you in this room have never been married or had children and none of you are married now. It’s no one’s fault and no accident. We’ve tried to find a way to make it okay but divorce is very painful being single and alone is also very painful and more than everything else crazy that’s been going on in the world, I’ve wanted to understand why marriage isn’t just a given like it was in generations past and why the marriages that do happen don’t work and people either divorce or just remain unhappy. So I asked Dahlia. You’re going to find out, like I have, that Dahlia is like looking at the index of the book of what’s really going on. You can ask her any question, and she will have the answer or figure it out quickly. When I asked her about what is happening to marriage and children, how it fits into our future, this is what she said to me. Marriage had to die so that the higher frequency twin integrating could start. And it’s been time to stop procreating because our loved ones who have died or are dying will be waking back up as themselves in their immortal bodies instead of starting over in a new body.
“So I’m not struggling with anything disturbing or crazy looking anymore and I wanted to pass this along to you. There’s a simple explanation to all these things that you are mourning over. Simple and more wonderful than we could ever have imagined. After there has been a fire, something happens and certain types of flowers begin to grow that never would have been there had the fire not happened. Earth is going through a fire and we are going through a fire. We’re not going to have the same home. We aren’t solving a problem that is going to save the planet. Instead, we are moving it up into a higher frequency where it can’t have a problem anymore. It’s not answers to problems that we’ve been searching for. It’s how we get past an existence of life-threatening problems into a place where they can’t happen. It’s hard to imagine this new life. We’re going where no man has gone before. And the reason your here is to get the whole world on this ship. You are going to build the hardware and the programs and applications downloaded with the data into every mind on the planet.
“I’m giving the floor now to Michael Hampton, our chief science and technology officer, and he’s going to show you how we are going to turn the make-believe fantasy worlds you’ve been creating on-screen with computers into the world we all go home to.
“Mister Spock, you have the helm.”
“Thank you, Captain Kirk.”
Michael had been thinking about his entire life’s work that had all been leading up to this one moment. He opened his notes but never looked at them. He let The Other speak through his being that It had trained and his mind It had taught. The Observer Program was presented flawlessly downloading without a single error into every mind present, each of whom also had been being prepared all their lives for this extraordinary moment in time. Time. Yes, time was still real. There was a past that was gone and a future no one could get to. Today it is Tormen on earth and tomorrow it was going to be Enchantra and there would be no Tormen anymore anywhere, in any realm, forever.
The room was filled with energy as their minds started expanding faster than ever and recognized it as another quantum leap in their already highly advanced technology that would require their being to have to evolve to an even higher level to meet the challenge to make it happen.
They each came up and introduced themselves, thanking him profusely. As the last one left anxious to get started on their assignments Michael became anxious to go too. There would be much to do on his part to adapt Felina’s limited program to be The Observer of the whole world.
Jonathan was standing in the hall waiting to thank Michael as well. “Michael, that presentation was outstanding. I was wishing I was a web developer and could be part of it.”
“Thank you Jonathan. But you have your place and it is equally vital to the project. You need to do your Noah thing and get the Palace of the Nine built or we aren’t going anywhere.”
“You’re right. I need to get the notes of Dahlia’s teachings done and delivered to Brian and get busy on the blueprints.”
They left down the back stairs and out the door where Felina was waiting for them.
Michael opened the door for Dahlia, “Felina, how about taking us to dinner somewhere?”
“I made reservations for seven o’clock at Marcos Alexis.”
“Felina, I’m so in love with you! How did you know I’ve been meaning to see the place? Marcos Alexis is two businesses; a fine art store and a gourmet restaurant and it’s supposed to be the latest architectural design rave. Michael, I am getting one of these cars right?”
“I promise you’ll have one by the time we transfer to Enchantra. Then we’ll see what Tahl does to it as He makes everything enchanted.”
Felina was about to pull away from the curb when she stopped and turned her engine off. Everyone looked at each other wondering what she was doing. A minute passed by. “Dahlia, will Tahl take something of me away while He makes the rest better?”
“Would that be okay with you Felina?”
“Yes, I think so. But can I tell Him what I want?”
“That’s what we are all supposed to do as part of the Path but remember, you’re never going to know exactly what is going to make you the best you can be. Only the Programmer has that information. You would have to interface with it to be asking for what you really want.”
“Can I do that?”
“I’m going to answer your question with a question. To know the future would change the future. If
there is only one thing that can happen to get us out of Tormen, would you want to know the future?
“No. That would kill Tahl and everything else.”
“You’re right Felina. It would be self destructive to know the exact details with absolute certainly about anything in the future.”
“That is logical. I do not want to know which of my parts he is keeping and which he will upgrade.”
“Very good Felina.”
Jonathan was so intrigued by this kind of conversation taking place between a car and Dahlia he wasn’t thinking and scrambled for his recorder. “Darn, I should have been taping that.”
“Jonathan, relax, you’re covered. Felina records everything going on inside and around her. She can send the information to your home. Just give her your email address and tell her the day and time and what you want.”
“My brain is blowing fuses. I can’t keep up with all this. Okay I’m relaxing now and enjoying the ride. Felina take the notes for me please.”
“Yes, dear.”
They all laughed.
Felina started her engine, turned all the windows black on the outside, pulled around to the front of the building and faced herself directly in front of one of the men. The sound of her engine was like the loud deep purring of a cat. When she could sense that his fear had risen to a certain height she hissed beams of red lights flashed out of her headlights. All the men turned and ran away from the building as fast as they could.
Jonathan watched them until they turned the corner. “When do you think they are going to give up and leave us alone?”
Michael proudly responded, “Felina can give them the whole show next time and that will be the end of them. First of all, it will scare them to death, then whoever hired them won’t believe them. ”
Dahlia wondered, “Think Felina will need her cat costume in Enchantra?”
“Yes, definitely yes. That has to stay.” Jonathan insisted.
“Why?”
“I don’t know yet. But I’ll think of something and you need to talk to Tahl.”
“Michael, how about a wish list on the website. It would help them create their vision boards and besides Tahl would be amused with what people are going to start thinking of as more ideas spread.”
“That’s a great idea. I’ll send an email to Brian after dinner.”