The Alien Virus

I first wrote this theory back in 2016. Due to COVID it’s become more relevant then ever.

If an intelligent alien race came to earth with hostile intent, it would be a whisper in the night. There wouldn’t be this massive war as we see in the movies; it would be more like the shadow of death, a new strain of virus, a million times deadlier than the black plague itself, without any possible cure of an antidote.

In essence, the alien virus would soon earn its name, through its physical traits it would carry. Our pathologists may have time to name it ‘COVID’ after the source is traced to a bat. Little did we know a new landlord was in town. Without knowing it, our legendary throne on earth would be eliminated altogether. The threat of mankind would be forever distinguished, conquered by the unseen landlords, ruling our planet, full of its valuable resources.

The most valuable of them all being our planet Earth, an M base Planet featuring an endless supply of water.

Any intelligent species having the capabilities of traveling millions of light years, folding space and time, would only be looking for the biggest prize of them all, a sustainable living M Planet ready for colonization. They would land, cleanup and colonize using our home planet, as they see fit.

They may even rename our planet after their glorious King or Queen of the Royal Empire.

As for us, we would be nothing more than a distant memory ; a whisper in the wind. Possibly, after countless years of colonization, we may be referred to as those aggressive prehistoric Homo Sapiens; an amusement for their scientists, a palaeontologist of sorts, who study prehistoric life and fossils.

Our fate will simply be a notch in the evolutionary timeline of life. As a living species of our time, we would only hope to be remembered. But to our new landlords, we may be only as interesting, as the ant colonies we see today under our feet.

So, it’s vital not to take ourselves so seriously, as the dominate warriors we portray, arrogant to believe we are the only intelligent species alive. In these times of uncertainty, it’s easy to throw caution to the wind and find yourself acting reckless, not paying close attention to the effects of the COVID virus. However, as the death toll steadily climbs upward, it may lead to the demise of the human race. Until scientists can get a hold of a viable antidote, the human race is in crisis mode.

Who knows for sure ; maybe “The Alien Virus Theory” is the next logical outcome. Little do we know, we may have been watched for centuries, unaware of their feverishly plan, sealing our own fate.

Maybe the biblically scripture, “I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil…” has more truth then we had ever known.

“I walk through the valley of death” could be, we’re unaware of what lurks before us.

“ I fear no evil” means we’re programmed into denial. Denial is a construct human behaviour we naturally use to combat anxiety. Denial is only good for short-term situations. However, in long term situations, denial can become harmful mentally and eventually, physically.

It could be our new landlords expected this outcome, so the virus can easily takes its victims.

Take heed to this warning:

PRIDE had cast him above all others.

Darkness slowly absorbed his soul.

Lambs of his Cult are blinded by all the GLORY.

In their EYES, he could do no harm.

As if a KING, he becomes narcissistic, filling his

EGO with worldly pleasures, ignoring the poor,

the sick and vulnerable.

Cloaked as an ANGEL OF LIGHT, the shadow of

EVIL spreads across the EARTH, whispering its name,”

B-L-A-C-K…A-N-G-E-L-S.

BMD

An invasion is coming… Are you ready to fight for your life ?

Bari Demers – writer and screenwriter

Read more of my science-fiction stories, such as Servant Centurion 797 – Dilornian Reports 2015, Alien Abduction Report – Phase II or Robotics of Mars.

A collection of stories by Bari Demers.

I Dream of You

I have this recurring dream running on autopilot my whole life. It’s my belief there must be something universal about this kind of  dream within our spiritual universe where time and space no longer exists. 

I DREAM OF YOU

I dream for you with me . I see you in my dreams. You’re on top of the mountain with the wind sweeping your long hair. The view on top of the mountain showcases an endless valley of snow peak jagged mountain peaks with a bluish-green river cutting through the green forest in the far distance. 

It all seems like slow motion as you turn your eyes towards me. You smile, happy to see me. It’s like we’ve been apart for a lifetime. I reach out to embrace you. My eyes final focus, you are truly beautiful. I know you. I know you ! It’s been too long and I’m afraid I might never see you again. Our souls touch into one , as our love for each other will never end. No matter how many lives we had apart, we still come back together as one because our love is forever more. 

Interpretation 

It’s the same dream, but when I awake you’re gone. Alas, one day, as certain as death and taxes, I’m sure to be united once again. It makes you think if there’s indeed reincarnation ; our souls head into the light of a spiritual world, greeted by other souls you seek. Then, without time and space, your soul decides to be reborn. Maybe this is the way…

Making all this more confusing, I see a beautiful woman similar, if not the same, as Sharon Tate. This has been bugging me for some time, so I reached into my artistic creativity, to share with you the face I see. I’m not very good at drawing/painting portraits, but I hope it visualizes what I see. 

If you’re not familiar with Sharon Tate, she was an actress who was unfortunately brutally murdered, along with her friends Sebring, Frykowski and Folger on August 9, 1969. Sharon was pregnant, only 26 years old. 

At this time in my life, I was only 12 years old. This tragedy really struck a blow to me, a heartache of depression, that I never could understand. The incident certainly left me stunned and bewildered for some time, and I never forgot it.

Could my recurring dream have something to do with it ? I’m not sure, but there seems to be an unconscious connection. Whatever the reason, sometimes I feel loss in this world, seeking for my dream to come true. 

Bari Demers 

Death is NOT Final

A Dream May not be a Dream at all


Death is NOT Final 

The event I’m about to tell you is real. No smoking mirrors, just the truth. 

It’s my belief Death is NOT the final word. There’s life after life, we like to refer to as the Spiritual world. Unfortunately we have a hard time convincing ourselves of that, unless we had the experience of being brought back to life after a tragic accident. It’s like anything else in life, if you haven’t experienced it your brain can’t conceive it’s true. 

We are hardwired for scientific facts. If we can’t explain it, see or hear it, it doesn’t exist. 

Your brain can do inconceivable things in our physical world. The only thing we can relate with our spiritual world is dreaming. Dreams seem to take us on a wild ride, trying to relate our consciousness experiences from the day or week before, and sometimes, even recurring dreams from a year ago. 

But one thing is clear to us all —

Without our brain, the body ceases to function. To most of us that means certain death. However, death isn’t final. It may be to our physical body, but there’s still the question, “ Do we have a soul ?” 

Our Soul and Beyond 

Beyond our physical world, human beings have used religion, to explain the spiritual world. Ironically, it’s our physical brain trying to process what we see and hear. To me, there’s more to the spiritual world then using religious undertones. For example, Japanese people don’t separate the dead from the living. To the Japanese, it’s a transition into another spiritual dimension.  As said by a monk, “…death is like shoji on a sliding door “. ( a Shoji is a thin piece of paper on the door).  In other words, the once living transitions to the other side. 

Religious followers call it our soul, but I to refer it to the entity of who we are, as a person.  You most likely heard this before, “I think therefore I am.” Father of Modern Philosopher Rene Descartes (during the 17th century) is responsible for this quote.  Our consciousness can also be related to our soul. The soul can be used in context to an “energy source” leaving our bodies when we die in this physical world. 

In the religious world, it’s believe we have either good or evil souls. As a matter of fact, each religion warns us we better listen to God or you’ll surely be punished. To me, religion is just another form of control. 

Without relating to the religious theories , my mind believes we make a conscious decision to be good or bad. It’s our choice in this physical world we live in. 

With that said, let me tell you the true events, preceiving the notion, there’s Life after Life —

Life After Life 

In the 1970’s I was in my late teens, living in Vernon, British Columbia.  A time where you’re still trying to find yourself. During this adolescence period, my girlfriend, Patricia (now wife) and I had a trio of friends. There’s Scott and his girlfriend, Lori, along with Alfred, nickname Alf.  Alf and Scott became inseparable friends, having similar interests. They both enjoyed tinkering with early model sports cars and had deep conversations dealing with math and science. Of course they loved Star Trek. 

All of us would hang out together, be it a campfire bush party, the local clubs or spending at one another’s place. Our last time together as a group, was the last summer before heading to College. If I remember correctly, Scott was going to become an engineer. Alf was thinking about going to UBC, while I started to prepare for my second year at Okanagan College, taking the Fine Arts Program.  

For me, this summer was a time of turmoil, as I fought a different path my father wanted me on. To make a long story short, he kicked me out of his house, ending up staying with Patricia’s family until the end of the summer.

One day Alf came over to see Us. He asked me if I would be interested in seeing a fortuneteller with him.  Alf was sort of crazy like that.  Out-of-the-blue ideas just came to his head, and without hesitation, he acted on them. Didn’t really see any harm in it, so I thought it would be fun to see what kind of future was in store for me. 

We drove over to the BX area of Vernon, where Alf instructed me to pull into this trailer park. Looking at this rundown trailer, I question his sanity, saying,” You sure you want to do this?” 

Alf laughed it off, he waved me on, saying,” Come on! Are you scared ?” 

Of course I said no, but had my doubts about this fortune-telling venture. Paying out $40 for the two of us, was a big deal to me back then. Siding with scepticism, we walked up the rotting stairs of the trailer. Knocking on the screen door, we were met with this older man who seem to haven’t shaved in days. He introduced us to his wife with curlers in her hair, puffing on the short end of a cigarette butt. Now I was siding with caution, thinking these two were going to murder us. Without hesitation, the old man took me to one room, while Elf went to another (with his wife) to have our fortunes told. 

The old man motioned me to sit down at this small table with two rickety old chairs, Immediately, my fortune teller pulled out a deck of Tarot Cards to begin reading my fortune. Laying out the cards one at a time, he carefully studied each one. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, he spoke in a calm voice, telling me my future is all over the place. Apparently my life will encounter 3 or 4 different careers. My last career would become so successful I would end up with a lot of money. Inside my head I screamed, “ What a bunch of crap ! You want me to believe what everyone wishes for ? Sure, sure, a lot of money…eh ?” I just smirked and left. 

Heading back to my car, I impatiently waited for Elf to show up. Eventually, Elf came running out of the trailer with an expression of fear. He yelled at me, slamming the car door, “ Go ! Go! Go! “ 

As fast as lightening, my little Austin Mini smoked out of that trailer park, like we were being chased by Zombies. Zipping down the curved road, it wasn’t hard to notice, Elf was about to have a cardiac arrest. Without a word, I slammed on the breaks, swerving to the side of the road.

Elf gets out, agitated has hell, pacing back and forth like a madman. You could see the deep fear in his eyes. 

Deeply concerned,I said,” What the hell Elf ?! What the @$#+@ wrong ? What happened in there ?!” 

Still pacing back and forth, he stopped. Grabbing my shoulders, totally freaking out, he said,” Bari. Oh my god Bari… You’re NOT going to believe what she said to me! 

He then screamed at the top of his lungs, “ @&$#@ !” 

“Elf ! What the hell ! Get a hold of yourself. It can’t be that bad…can it? “ I said.

He grabbed me again, “ Oh god Bari…it’s bad…it’s really bad!” 

“What the hell did she tell you ?”

Eye to eye, Elf proceeded to tell me, his fortune didn’t have a future, what-so-ever ! In fact, he wouldn’t even see the end of this summer.  

I said,” You mean to tell me she told you, you were going to die ?”

Alf shook his head.

Shaking my head in disbelief, I assured him, his fortune was a bunch of crock, just like mine was. We were simply taken by a couple of con-artist, is all. 

It was hard to see Elf like this. He was indeed distraught. Reassuring him, I made it clear, he had a long long life ahead of him. He most likely will end up as a professor at some university, one day. Told him to think about it for a minute. I mean really. Me ? Ending up rich ?

Give me a break, that will never happen! 

He stopped and looked intently at me. After a few minutes of silence, he took a deep breath and smiled, shaking his head in agreement, “ You’re right !” He started to was laugh with a nervous hysterical tone. 

The summer was coming to an end. Elf fell in love with a girl ( an exchange student from Venezuela). Have no idea how he met her. Just one day he introduced me to her. He also spent hours working on that foreign sports car with Scott. Believe it was a Triumph Spitfire. 

It wouldn’t be long now, our small group would be going their different ways. In lieu of this, we decided to have a small party at Scott and Elf’s rental house by the Rec centre. Patricia and I showed up late that evening, eight..ish or so ? Noticed Elf was in his room with his girlfriend at his side. 

Once again, he seemed completely distraught. Knocking on his open door, I asked if everything was ok ? He was rude and told me to go away.  Flabbergasted, I wasn’t going away without an explanation.  It wasn’t like Elf to distant himself from me. His actions weren’t logical. If there was one thing I knew about Elf, he was certain to use logical in everything he did. 

His girlfriend was trying to comfort him, telling me to just leave. 

Standing my ground, waiting for an answer, Elf finally said,” Haven’t slept very well this past week. Last night and before that, I saw a little girl come up to my bedside. She told me not to worry, everything will be alright. Then she would just disappeared…”  He paused in grief and raising his voice, continued,” The nights before that I saw hand prints on the wall. Do you see what I’m telling you ? Do you ! “ 

“Yes,”I said,” I believe I do. 

I’ve heard of supernatural stories before but never really believed in them. Maybe because it was from people who weren’t rational or trustworthy. But Elf, that was another thing all together. He reminded me as Mr. Spock on Star Trek. That’s how logical he was. 

My only response to his supernatural visions ; it was just a bad dream. As soon as I mentioned it, his actions turned hostile, as if he was trying to blame me for his illogical patterns. Shrugging my shoulders, not sure what to say or do, I left, hurt from his response.

Few days latter, he came over to Patricia’s place to talk to her not realizing I was there. He was pleading for her not to go out with me at all. Completely dumbfounded I was going to go outside to tell him off, but Patricia stopped me. 

After that, I didn’t want to see Elf again. 

A week later, we heard that Scott and Elf were in a car accident, driving their Spitfire too fast around a corner. The convertible flipped over into the field, throwing the two aimlessly into chaos. Scott wasn’t harmed, but Elf unfortunately hit the only bolder in that field killing him instantly. 

We were all stunned by what happened ; me especially. 

For crying-out-loud, that fortuneteller was correct. Alf didn’t have a future after all. During the funeral I talked to Alf’s parents. Didn’t have the heart to tell them what I knew. They were from a strong Catholic background, so I thought it wouldn’t be appropriate during their time of grief. I gave my condolences and left. 

Never did understand the resentment Alf had towards me at the end of his life. As for me, I’m still poor. My fortune wasn’t completely correct, however I have had three different careers in my lifetime. Still buying lottery tickets to see if the last part of the fortune will pan out. Won’t be holding my breathe. 

Alf’s supernatural visions did make me think if there truly is  life after death. My wife and I have been married for 42 years now, so I’m still not sure why Alf was so content in the beginning, trying to cause havoc in our relationship. 

This incident proves to me there must be something after we leave our physical bodies here on earth. It’s my understanding, for those who experienced death and came back, noticed time and space travels quickly, to and from one space to another. Some souls are lost due to their tragic deaths, while others find peace, reaching for the light, to begin their journey into the unknown cosmos, where time and space are not defined. It’s also believed, some souls are reincarnated back on earth, to begin a new life. It could be all of our souls take on different journeys that suit us. Maybe that’s why some of us never see our lost loved ones again. 

We know now there’s more then one universe, there are multi-universes. Time and Space are not finite. So it’s plausible to say, our souls will choose it’s own journey. That’s the reason we don’t see all the souls after their physical death. We only hear of the ones who are lost and need to find their way. I believe there’s Life and Life. Death is NOT the final word. It’s imperative I believe in this, because when death is looming at my bedside, I will see my daughter Jenni again. 

By Bari Demers 

Thank you for reading…

[Sometimes in life you’re at Crossroads; not sure where you’ll take your life or where life will take you. There’s at least one drastic event in our life, changing everything.] BMD

The Royal Imperial Guards Conquest

To Whom This Message May Reach :

My name is Eliza Aurora Black of the starship, TERRA C Class.

Today is the beginning of all things new. It is the year of our Lords 5500 SD*. It’s my hope you’re receiving this last transmission, as I fear my death is near.

If you hear me, it’s prudent to stay away from Planet ALPHA XL-420, as the virus has grow beyond our control.

There’s very little time left…

Where do I begin…where do I begin?

Transmission interference: [You hear broken waves and then a deep heavy sign of exhaustion. Transmission goes silent. A few minutes go by and then… ]

We …we…WE were sent here by our Lord King Osiris of the Royal Imperial Collective Alliance ; the true holy descendant of the Supreme Gods of Sirius, themselves. Our mission APOLLO was clear ; start mining the valuable resource “Red Crystal” upon this earthly planet ALPHA XL-420 and ship it back to our home planet SIRIUS, ASAP.

Once the red crystal is transformed into its chemical transformation, the liquid antidote will indeed be the cure for the evasive BLACK virus “Nigrum Angeli” or commonly referred to as “Black Angels”.

You see…our planet SIRIUS, located within the Sirius Cluster in the Alpha Canis Majoris Constellation, has been plagued by the deadly BLACK virus for the past five years. It has decimated over 1.5 billion Sirians souls, the biggest outbreak ever.

We thought we were in the clear. However, since mining this red crystal, we have noticed we were carriers of the virus, even though we didn’t have any symptoms. Unfortunately, this virus has grown irrevocably upon the face of this earthly planet ALPHA XL-420. The local species now have the virus too ! We have failed in the recover of our mission. I am truly sorry, but there wasn’t anything we could do.

We just didn’t know.

I can only pray that King Osiris received our only shipment. I am the last survivor and I must urge you to avoid this planet at all costs. There’s only death here now…

Transmission Out

SECOND CORPORAL ELIZA BLACK of the Royal Imperial Guards

By Bari Demers

Meaning of Sirian Calendar:

* Full Calendar meaning 5500 SD — the year 5500 SD ( S reference to “Seniorem” meaning “the oldest” and D reference to “Deorum”, meaning “of the gods” or most commonly understood as the “Elder Gods”. The full term calendar is referenced to “Seniorem Deorum ex Lucius” meaning “The Oldest of the Gods from Sirius”).

About Alien Isolation Storyline

My new PS4 Game “ Alien Isolation” has certainly delivered full entertainment along with terrifying fear, running from Aliens, rogue killer Androids and desperate human beings, who are willing to shoot first, rather then ask questions.

In the beginning, Ripley’s daughter, Amanda is desperate to find her mother. Fifteen years earlier, Ripley promised Amanda she would return for her 11th birthday, as she started her journey upon the Commercial Towing Vessel Nostromo, an M-Class starfreighter, employed by the Weyland-Yutani company, salvaging millions tons of raw ore.

Unknown to Warrant Officer Ellen Ripley and crew members, Captain Dallas, Executive Officer Kane, Navigator Lambert, Science Officer Ash, and two engineers, Parker and Brett, were about to be thrown into chaos, as they were enforced to investigate a rogue beacon on a orbiting moon called : Acheron, formerly known as LV-426 in2122.

In the movie “Alien” we all know the terrifying truth ; it’s indeed a legendary horror movie.

However, in the “Alien Isolation” storyline, Ripley’s daughter Amanda never hears back from her mother. After Ripley missed her daughter’s birthday, Amanda vowed to become an employee of the Weyland-Yutani company, in order to solve the mystery of her missing mother.

In the year 2137 ( if I did my math right ) Amanda is now a Engineer with the Weyland-Yutani company. She’s approached by an android synthetic named Samuels. He informs her the discovery of the flight recorder from the Nostromo starfreighter. Samuels tells her, the flight recorder is now on location at Sevastapol station*, run by Seegson corporation, orbiting the gas giant KG-348.

His task is to personally retrieve the flight recorder for Mr. Weyland, himself, (already, I don’t trust Samuels- lol ). Samuels invites Amanda to come along for the ride, as he already knows Amanda’s eagerness in finding information about her mom, Ripley. Without hesitation, Amanda climbs aboard the ship, Torrens, along with Samuels and crew member, Nina Taylor.

Arriving at the Sevastapol station, communications are down. As well, there’s visible outside damage to the Space Station. All three crew members attempt a daring space walk, when everything goes wrong. There’s a massive explosion, throwing the crew members precariously throughout the wreckage. Amanda barely grabs hold of a piece of the docking Bay Area. She’s safe, but has no idea if Nina or Samuels made it.

She boards the Sevastapol station with reserve hesitation. At first, she’s not sure what’s going on, only that stray personal are willing to shoot at anything that moves.

Throughout the game (playing FIRST PERSON Amanda) I encounter death at least a hundred times before finding real weapons to defend myself. I first find a torque wrench, but eventually have a revolver, that seems to do absolutely nothing to Killer Androids or the fear-gripping Aliens. Three-quarters towards the end of the game, I’m finally in possession of a flame-thrower – yippee! On top of it all, we players get to explore an Alien Derelict.

How awesome is that !

In Conclusion, the graphic programming is sooooo awesome! Every detail has been painstakingly created by clever programmers. They didn’t miss a thing. The storyline is intriguing, extremely scary and the Missions are in itself hard to figure out, which I enjoy figuring out. After all, that’s what gaming is about- right ?

The Game cost me around $40 CA, but is worth every cent.

I waited 6 years to see if the price was going down, but it never did. This game is indeed popular throughout the gaming community, keeping the price moderately higher then most games after just 2 years.

Alien Isolation will indeed test your wit, skill and patience. I’m now on Mission 10, and there’s a lot more to do. As said, I finally found a flame thrower to defend myself from the Aliens. I’ve killed 3, however, these Aliens are smart ass bastards – lol. They’re indeed tricky. In my last attempt, I’m killed for the 125th time – lol.

The photos are from Mission 9 , where we get to explore the Alien Derelict – so cool !

Bari Demers

Footnotes:

* Sevastapol station main purpose was to retrieve invaluable minerals, extracted from KG-348

SPOILER ALERT

* * Apparently, it’s been reported the “Sevastopol Station was eventually destroyed by Henry Marlow on Dec 11 when USCSS Anesidora salvage vessel exploded, damaging Sevastopol’s gravity stabilizers and ultimately dooming the station to burn up in the atmosphere of KG-348.” Read more…

Revenge of the Gods – COVID-19

Revenge of the Gods - COVID-19

We have all hit a new age of uncertainty due to this COVID-19 epidemic. It brings to light how everyday acts of courage and humanity can bring us together across our world.

However, as a science-fiction writer I can’t dismiss the ‘Alien Conspiracy’ connection to all that’s happening now. So, of course, I decided to write about it in a third person prospective.

It all began with Commander Cardin :

Drug-addicted war hero Commander Cardin was a middle-aged experienced member of the ROYAL EMPIRE GUARDS under King Osiris reign. King Osiris favoured his nephew, so Commander Cardin could do no harm. His uncle decide it was best, Cardin would be placed in charge of the new mission on planet ALPHA XL-420 : EARTH. Their mission was to integrate the Ape-Man Species by crossing their genetics with the Sirian Species.

This was over 150,000 years ago.

Since then, a new ruler reigns our modern world of today. Queen Siri XII is now the acting ‘Living God’ in charge, with a life span of 1100 years. Her mission today has taken on a more sinister approach to King Osiris originally plan. It seems Queen Siri XII has become bored of these inbred human race, as they keep screwing up century after century, after century. In fact, she’s finding them to be an annoying self-centred species. I mean, how many times must this race be rebooted to start the experiment all over again. The last recorded event in the human religious books, was the ‘Great Flood’. Since then, their actions have become unforgiving, as they freely destroy earth.

On November 2019, Queen Siri gave the order : Spread the black virus ‘COVID 19’ upon the poor foolish human race and let the chips fall where they may.

Indeed, it was a prefect plan, since the human race were now aware of their presence. During a routine training flight of Navy fighter pilots in 2004 and 2015, their sensors captured one of the Sirian flight ships scouting the area. The scout ship forgot to cloak his ship, making it easy pickings for the human Navy fighter pilots.

Queen Siri was outraged by this unforgiving action of one of her crew. Therefore, to make an example to others, she had this crew member executed. It was thought the human race would deny any trace of this video, but unfortunately in 2017, the New York Times published it.

The Sirian race was divided with Queen Siri’s orders to conquer the human race, so she could ravage planet Earth for its valuable resources. Even though the queen was acting ruler of earth, she was still accountable to the ‘Imperial Senate of the Sirus Consul’, the highest elected political office for the Sirian Imperial State. Due to their mixed feelings and constant conflicts with Queen Siri XII, they decided to execute a secret letter by one of the consul’s leading team members. The letter intent was to warn the human species, before it was too late. It was their last cry for helping out the human race.

This is what it said :

Oh to Sacred Earth I say,” A black evil is spreading rapidly across your lands, like the wildfires of hell itself, touching every face of man, no matter age, race, gender or origin of your souls. Its feverous plague will jump from sea to sea in leaps and bounds ; knowingly there’s no cure. Without any recourse, your living souls are seized, as your bodies last breathe endures mortal anguish of despair… O to the horrors upon you all.”

Like the gods before us, they said,” Did you not hear us ? Did we not scream in despair ? Did we not warn the wise men before you ? All had the knowledge of the events before thee, did they not ?

Why have you not listen to the voices of reason ? You can’t be left in ignorance of this : there has come a time of urgency where we can’t stand complacent, as if you didn’t know.

Did we not speak of Earth as an image of heaven ? The heavens above is not of one god but many living gods before you. Just like the heavens are not one heaven but many heavens before us all. WE are many before you. WE will be many after you.

The lands before you will be swallowed up, as the gods return from earth to the heavens above ; Mankind will be forsaken on earth, infected with the plague of all plagues before it. Ravaged with sickness, as lesser men of evil will fill the earth with the blood of man, woman and child. These men of weakness are disparately seeking a piteous plight of greed to save their own skin, unaware they too have a soul. Torrents of blood will cover the seas red, as the banks are filled with corpses of men, women and children. The dead will far outnumber the living ; and the survivors will wish they were dead.

To thee, I cry with deep sorrow.

These coming days, weeks, months and yes, even years, may not have to come to be. I plead for your understanding, for this shall not have to be.

All of mankind must come together as one.

WE must fight the darkness of greed and death, where death is thought to be more profitable than life itself. WE must take a stand against those who profit from greed ; those who profit from the poor ; those who profit from the sick. No longer will the wicked be esteemed as good. No longer will madmen ravage the innocent, without dreaded consequences and conviction, wishing they were dead.

In the eye of the many universes without limited time or shape, the evil souls will no longer rest within the dreaded eternity of bloody torment you call hell. Hell is not a place but more like an endless cycle of unrest. Their souls will never see the light of day or attain immortality of being born again.

Yes. There’s the living and the dead ; the never ending cycle lives within us all. In the law of nanotechnology and physics, there is no beginning and there is no end. Our souls are intertwined, reshaped and reborn throughout eternity, as long as we follow the good within our soul.

You may refer your soul as having a good heart. So be a good heart and soul. Be a good person from within, seeking only happiness of others instead of yourself. Take heed and caution to the wicked souls, as they are there to trick you. Help those who help themselves first. Never be swayed by tricksters. Stay vigilant and strong.

You hear us now. WE are the gods of many gods before us, as there will be many gods after us. This virus you see and hear is a warning and test of things to come. If you can’t see the tree before the forest, your species will be lost amongst the rest of those who failed before you. Question everything and everyone.

No one is safe from greed or this living virus.

Seek an end to the virus as there’s a closer avenue to it’s beginning. As you say,” Follow the paper trail. Seek and you will find the truth from within the structure of greed. Use your wisest men and women to search for the right answer. Flush out the wicked like a wildfire across your lands. Bring back the world to a better place before it’s too late. The purpose of good will always out weight the evil, only because evil can’t get enough of greed.

The gods are ready to leave if this world keeps falling behind. The living Queen of all queens have betrayed you all. It’s only a matter of time. WE will no longer protect the earth from the falling stars. WE will no longer protect you from this evil Queen of the Living Gods. The wrath of mankind will come to an end if you don’t act now. The Cosmos balance of life and death must stay constant; it is the way of life and death, in harmony with each other. It will continue with you or without you. It’s your choice.

WE are the gods of many…

Signed by —

The Imperial Senate of the Sirian Consul of SIRUS 5

By Bari Demers

JAMES MONTANA SCRIPTS

The Force is Within You

Went to the theatre during Christmas, watching “The Rise of Skywalker”. The end of this Saga made me reflect on the past 42 years with Star Wars. In the back of my mind I have formed the most incredulous frightening thought of how our lingering life on earth corresponds with the living force within us all, and how it cements the very existence of mankind’s hell-on-earth.

To understand it further, my inner self started screaming at me to write it down. So here I am, writing this bizarre story, that may be the reason we are all here, in the first place.

Please enjoy my story :

THE FORCE IS WITHIN YOU

1358 BC – The Reign of Akhenaten ( formally known as Amenhotep IV )

August 30

It was a hot summer day.

An old man starred intently across the Nile River, patiently waiting for something. He was wearing a white Egyptian robe laced with gold. His long silver hair intertwined gracefully with his tinted beard. You knew by his appearance he was made of Royalty, maybe a Priestess of great status.

In the distance you could see a barrage of Egyptian Solar Ships headed their leisurely way towards him. Closer, it was evident two of the three ships were filled with children. Each ship was protected by an elite group of Egyptian soldiers. The last ship was covered in gold, gems and jewels. The large solar sails were made of best Egyptian cloth stitched with gold lace. The Royal crown of Pharaoh Akhenaten sparkled across the Nile, in the morning sun.

As the ships docked the children impatiently scrambled ashore. Each child respectfully gave the old man a hug. The entrance of the last ship was indeed of Royal status. The Imperial Guards made way for Queen Nefertiti and her entourage of female servants.

It was a time of unrest.

Seventeen days early King Akhenaten changed his name from Amenhotep IV to the great Pharaoh Akhenaten, to honour the one and only Sun god, Aten. Indeed restless turmoil filled the air. The Aten cult didn’t reflect the norm of many gods before, which divided his people.

Nefertiti stepped gracefully ashore poising like any queen would.

The old man bowed and said,” My dear Queen, I am delighted you took the time to relish an old mans request.”

Nefertiti offered her hand. The old man instantly kissed her gold ring with green emeralds. She smiled,”Oh my dear friend Horus, its been too long. It’s my pleasure to see you again. How’s your health ?”

“By the leading light of the sun god Aten, I’m stronger then ever, “ Horus said with dignity. He quickly changes the subject, “Please… follow me my Queen, everything is ready.”

Nefertiti nods,” Yes, lets get on with it, we have an important day for our children. Aten would be pleased.”

Horus leads the entourage to the sacred temple of the “Living Gods”, a grand pyramid made out of marble, outlined with sandstone statues of Nefertiti and the almighty Pharaoh, King Akhenaten. Its interior featured a large room big enough for a thousand people. The slanted walls marked with ancient religious hieroglyphics, each with large stained windows lined perfectly throughout, to allow the light in, but at the same time, kept out the intense heat. If you saw the pyramid in todays world, it would look strange to see these openings missing the tempered glass. It was thought the Egyptians didn’t have windows or mirrors, however the archeologists were wrong to believe this.

The marble floors tinted with emeralds and hints of gold, sparkled everywhere. These are the polished floors where the congregation of priestess and priestesses would sit on comfortably made cushions. The only chair, decked out in solid gold, faced centre with an elaborate Holy Alter behind it. The sacred room was meant only for the elite, but today the children of wealthy Egyptians and Queen Nefertiti’s were allowed in.

This was the first year, a special congregation, just for the children, in order to carry on the holy true “Word” of the one and only god Aten.

It was said :

‘The Word existed in the beginning: the Word was both present with God. Before creation and the Word was God. THEY were present with God in the beginning.’

The teaching to the children was important, to carry on the tradition of where our ancestors came from in the beginning.

Horus and Nefertiti sat in the middle with the children mingling around them, centre of the room. It was a relaxed congregation, allowing the freedom to speak out, if questions were raised, unlike the traditional sacred gathering by the Pharaoh Akhenaten, the King of all kings. However, the elite guards were nearby, full attention glued on the protection of Queen Nefertiti.

In a soft motherly voice, Nefertiti speaks out to the excited children,” My dear children of our one god Aten…”

Immediately, without question, the children stopped whispering from one to another. They knew, when Queen Nerfertiti spoke, all lips must be sealed. In loving respect for their queen, they abide by the unspoken rule.

Nefertiti continues,” It’s my pleasure to have you all here today. Our gracious priestess, Horus has taken his precious time out of his day to be with you. Please…come closer, let us listen to his teachings of the “Word”.

The Queen holds out her hand to Horus. Horus bows his head,” Thank you my dear queen, it’s indeed a pleasure to be here. I’m your humble servant.”

Queen Nefertiti nods.

Horus pauses, looking around him, then, with the biggest grin you can imagine,”My dear children of Aten, I am humbled by your appearance here today. Let us begin in pray.”

Everyone bows their heads.

Horus recites,” My dear Lord God Aten, the one and only God within the heavens above us, I praise you with all my heart and soul. We are here today, to honour your “Word”. The Word existed in the beginning: the Word was both present with God. Before creation and the Word was God. THEY were present with God in the beginning. Lead us onto you, straight and through, May our souls rest within the heavens of the afterlife.”

Horus paused. Deep silence.

Looking up he continues,” Let us begin my children…”

All eyes are glued on the priestess. The children anxiously waited for this day to come. Excitement filled the room. To them, it was like our Christmas day.

Horus continues,”This morning I’m going to tell you a story. A true story, of our ancestors and how our Lord God Aten guided them.”

And so the story began —

Our ancient ancestors are not of this earth, but come far far far away, from a lonely dying planet, you refer to as the heavens above. But, you would all be wrong. The heavens above and the stars you see twinkling in the night are not the same. Our ancestors called the stars above, the central universe of many universes. The lonely planet has a name.

We know it as SIRUS 5.

Sirus 5 lies precarious within the Sirius Cluster of the Alpha Canis Majoris Constellation. It’s a wonder our ancestors planet survived as long as it did, as it lies between two dwarf Suns and one active sun, known as “Sirius C”. If you look into the night sky, you won’t find the star Sirius C, as an explosion took place took place a long long long time ago. This massive universal explosion of a large star is called a “SuperNova”.

Today, you can only see fragments of that failing star.

It’s remarkable Sirus 5 so happen to be teaming with life, considering the harsh desert climate it must endure. Not like earth, water is scarce. Most of its surface was a sandy landscape with small patches of salt lakes, scattered throughout this scourging planet. Incredibly, one ocean snakes across its surface, with its width only a mere 300 kilometres apart. Somehow, an intelligent humanoid life form has merciful survived the harsh planet of SIRUS 5.

THEY were our ancestors, my children.

THEY (our ancestors) were present with our God Aten in the beginning. It was THEY who started our race of people, making us who we are today. Our Pharaoh Akhenaten and Queen Nefertiti are direct descendants of our ancestors and the almighty God Aten.

Horus pauses waiting for the children’s response. Their wide-eyed response spoke out clearly without words. Amazed and bewildered at the same time was an understatement. Horus breaks the silence and said,”Do you have any questions my dear children?”

Nefertiti’s youngest daughter, Meketaten, is first to speak out,” Are you saying God Aten and our ancestors were one ? I’m confused.”

“In a way, that’s true,” said Horus,” Let me explain further. Do you all agree Life and Death are connected and death is inevitable to the living ?”

The children nod.

“Good,”said Horus,” We also know to prepare our dead for the afterlife. However, this is what you don’t know. Between the realms of Live and Death, there’s a force of unspeakable power known as the “Cosmic Force”. Its been said, all the energy from the Living and dead (including our souls) feeds into the Cosmic Force. The Cosmic Force is also in direct connection with Black Energy. Black Energy is the Dark Force. As there’s good and evil on earth, so is there in the Cosmos. The Cosmic Force too, connects with the souls that have left their physical bodies.

However, did you know, there are a few living souls, where the force is strongest with them. THEY posse the gift.

It’s been written :

Thou energy from the Living Force, ATEN.

From ATEN, all things that have ever lived are the FORCE.

ATEN feeds into the Cosmic Force, binding everything and communicating to the strong few, now with the Force.

WE must use the Force for good and stay fast from Evil.

To us, WE are gifted by Aten, the ONE and only FORCE.

WE are now with THEY whom are with the WORD.

The Word ATEN existed in the beginning: the Word was both present with God.

GOD is ATEN, Our saviour in the living and afterlife.

Before creation the Word was God.

THEY were present with God in the beginning.

Thou art THEY who have the power with ATEN, with the grace of GOD ATEN, THEY are.

Our ancestors also taught us we’re all connected to the countless universes throughout time and space. As one universe dies, another is born through the force of what are called ‘Blackholes’, sucking up the energy of planets, galaxies and even Light itself, becoming victims of there own demise.”

Another child speaks out,”Black Hole ?”

“Yes my child,” said Horus,” Think of the eddies in the River Nile. Swirling waters that can suck you to the bottom of the river. We all know not to swim by the swift current of the River, not to mention the crocodiles patiently waiting for the unsuspecting victim. From birth, you’ve been taught to stay away from the rivers edge and the swirling waters, known as ‘eddies’. The forces of the swirling river will indeed drown even the strongest swimmer. Think of eddies as Blackholes. The only difference is, Blackholes are massive forces of nature, sucking up stars and planets. Even light can not escape its cosmic force.”

Horus looks at his students. He takes a minute to let it all sink in, then continues,” In the scriptures, it is written by our ancestors :

‘As the One is connected to the [Cosmic] Force, so are THEY. THEY and the ONE are together, as one, since the beginning of time. All the energy above and below are connected. WE are ONE of many. ‘

The children are becoming impatient, fidgeting and whispering amongst them. Horus stops and says,” That’s enough teaching for this morning, my children. It’s high noon and time to eat. Please…go ! We’ll continue afterwards. “

All the children race off with a burst of energy. To them, it’s play time.

Nefertiti looks concerned, “ Horus, my dear friend. Do you think they understand? Or is it too much for their little minds?”

“My dear Queen, the children are smarter then you think,” said Horus,” They will absorb it all and take it with them in life. Some may be confused now, but after several teachings, even the slow will pick it up. Wait. You’ll see. This afternoon I’ll introduce them to our priestesses Meritaten, your eldest daughter. She will amuse them all with the Force”.

Nefertiti smiles,”Oh Yes ! I’m sure of it ! Won’t our children be surprised.”

“Indeed,” Horus said,” Indeed they will my dear Queen.”

In the heat of the day, the children are protected by the interior of the sacred pyramid. They all gather around Nefertiti who is now sitting in the Pharaoh’s golden chair. Horus is at her side, as are the Imperial Guards.

“My children, “Nefertiti said,”This afternoon Horus and I have a special treat for you. Now, I’m not talking about sweets. No. I’m talking about entertainment, just for you. Let me introduce you to my eldest daughter Meritaten – the sacred one loved by Aten. Meritaten has just finished her training and is now a priestesses adored by Aten.”

The children cheer !

Nefertiti summons her daughter with the sacred staff. Hitting the floor twice, Meritaten enters the room. She is wearing high laced leather boots, a see-through light Egyptian robe (without any restrictions)

gathered by a thin leather belt. Her leggings are close to capri pants women wear today. On her head she’s wearing a light Egyptian gold-plated helmet itched with scriptures on the sides, covering her ears. To protect her, she’s wearing a breast plate of thin gold, lined with jewels. The armour is indeed impressive and stylish – fit for any priestesses. Meritaten is a young tall woman in her twenties, thin but strong. It was common, Meritaten and her mother Nefertiti were mistaken for each other. Neatly tucked into her helmet, you could barely see her jet-black braided hair. Her eyes were the same colour as her moms, emerald-green. They were sure to captivate you, by luring you into her spell.

Meritaten kneels and bows to the Queen.

“I am here at your request, my Queen Mother of Egypt. May the force and glory of Aten be at your side,” said Meritaten.

“I’m delighted you have come to show our children what you have learned. Please begin,” said Nefertiti, as she motions one of her guards to be her apponenant.

Excitement feels the air.

The guard pulls out his razor-sharp sword, lunging at Meritaten with all his might. Meritaten sidesteps before the sword could cut her in half. He whirls around with another swipe, missing his opponent. Meritaten kicks him in the back, making him tumble to the floor.

In rage, he rushes Meritaten.

It’s as if everything is in slow motion, the guard charging, as Meritaten puts out her hand. A blast of unseeable energy throws the soldier back the distance of the room, tumbling head over heels across the floor.

The children gasp!

To see the FORCE in action was indeed exhilarating. It all seem like magic.

Nefertiti slams the sacred staff down. It is finished. Both opponents face the Queen and bow. Meritaten removes her helmet, leaning it on her hips.

“What a wonderful display using the force,” exclaims Nefertiti. She gets off the Royal chair and gives her daughter a warm hug, “ I’m so proud of what you’ve accomplished,” as she looks into her eyes. A mother couldn’t be any prouder.

The children once again cheer.

“That my children is a demonstration using the power of the force,” said the Queen,” It’s time to once again follow Horus to the centre of the room, so he may teach you further. Please go !”

The children scrambled away, like hungry hyena‘s, ready to pounce on their prey.

“This afternoon I’m going to teach you more of the sacred scriptures and how our ancestors were here before we were even conceived,” said Horus,” Please sit.”

As told, they quickly sat down, waiting eagerly for the priestess message.

“Good,”smiled Horus,”I’m so happy you complied. Let’s begin.”

And once again, the story continued —

“ A long long long time ago, our ancestors came to earth with Lord God Aten.

THEY and the WORD saw the earth teaming with life.

And God saw that it was good.

Then God said,” Let us make mankind in our image,

In our likeness, he and THEY made them;

Male and female he created us.

From the animal of Apeman THEY transformed us into THEM.

THEM, THEY and God ATEN were now in the same image.

God blessed THEM and said to THEM, “ Be fruitful and increase

in numbers ; fill the earth and subdue it.

“We children are them,” Horus said,” WE are the new creation.

We are human beings. Any questions?”

One child speaks out,” What were we before?”

“Good question my child,” Horus smiles,” Aten transformed us

from Apeman to human beings with the help of our ancestors.

Our ancestors, like Queen Nefertiti, are superior beings to us.

They are an advanced intelligent civilization, which simply

means they’re generations ahead of us. Here’s a new word for you

to ponder over,”genetically-advanced”. With time, human beings

[us; them] will slowly advance too. In the meantime, listen to

our scriptures :

Thou appearest beautifully on the horizon of heaven,

Thou living Aton, the beginning of life!

When thou art rise on the eastern horizon,

Thou has filled every land with they beauty….

Thy rays encompass the lands to the limit of all that thou hast made….

When thou settest in the western horizon,

The land is in darkness in the manner of death…

At daybreak, when thou arisest on the horizon,

When thou shinest as the Aton by day,

Thou drivest away the darkness…

“Any more questions my children?” Horus looks around at the curious eyes. He noticed one puzzled,” You!”

The shy child within the circle pops up surprised,” Me?”

“Yes you, my child,” said Horus,”What’s your name?”

“Your highness,” the child said,”My parents call me Neferneferuaten. It means ‘Beauty of the Beauties of the Aten.”

“Yes, of course it does, Horus said,”You look puzzled. Do you have a question?”

“Ah…I think so,” Neferneferuaten says,” May I ask how we are part of the force ?”

“Of course you can Neferneferuaten,” Horus said,” Our soul, our heart, our living energy inside is part of the force. We are only a small part of energy throughout the vast countless universes. When we die, we all join the force as one. However, there are a few living souls that are gifted with the force while living amongst us. THEY are with ATEN. Your mother, Queen Nefertiti is a direct descendant of THEY, our ancestors. That means, you may obtain the force and not realize it yet. THEY can speak directly to ATEN. “

“Can you speak to Aten ?” said Neferneferuaten.

“I pray to Aten my dear child,” Horus smiles,”I don’t have the living force in me, but your mother, Queen Nefertiti does. I can only talk directly to our God Aten, when your mother or King Akhenaten is present. Maybe one day, you will be able to connect to the force. It will be then, you too will be able to speak directly to Aten. I’m just a messenger. I translate Aten’s wishes to our people. Only the holy have this privilege. It takes years of training and prayer to become a priestess. “

Horus pauses, “ Do you understand what I’m saying my child ?”

Neferneferuaten nods,” I think so…”

“Good,” Horus says,” Good. Ok children. There’s one last thing I must teach you today. There’s bad and good in our world. Then there’s evil. Evil is the darkness. The dark side. It’s the dark energy I was talking about. It’s up to us not to be swayed by evil and do good. Be good and wish no harm upon others. Treat every living thing with respect and always pray to our God Aten. You may not hear him, but he can hear you. If you’re the chosen one, he may let you hear him. He’s always watching, so be good onto others, as you want others to be good to you. Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. “

Nefertiti stands up,”Let’s give Horus a warm thank you. Head to the ships, I will be with you shortly.”

The children one by one give Horus a hug and then race off.

“Should’ve we told them why we’re here in the first place? “ Nefertiti folds her arms.

Horus bows to the queen,” With due respect my Queen, we don’t want to scare them. When they’re older, I believe they’ll understand. After all, if they knew our souls were placed here on earth because their souls were rejected within the cosmic force, due to past lives, I’m sure they would become bewildered and sadness would fill their hearts. If they realized this is living-hell-on-earth, they would feel empty with despair. This is why we must slowly teach them the Word. Only with the Word, can they enter through the afterlife free of conscious, towards the centre of cosmic force. We know that we are of God, and that the whole world lies in the power of evil. We are here to start over again until we get it right. How many times, I don’t know. Unfortunately there’s isn’t anything fair upon the living. We are tested to achieve a better self worth of our living souls.

Nefertiti nods,”Maybe in time, some will get it right, while others still may be under the spell of evil. I hope for their souls ; they will become closer to the living force of good and abstain from evil.”

“ Yes my dear Queen,” Horus agrees,” That’s why you and our ancestors are here. To monitor our progress. Some of us may not make it. Millions of us may die here on earth, only to be reborn again, and again, and again. If evil sweeps the universe, that universe will be destroyed, so a new one may once again start. It’s a cycle of birth and rebirth ; life and death. We can only pray our souls will grow into Nirvana :

A state in which our mind and soul are enlightened as to the illusory nature of the self, transcends all suffering and attains PEACE.

It may be hell-on-earth right now, but there’s hope. Hope for the betterment of mankind. Betterment of our souls. “

“The Force is Within You”

THE END – 3932 words

By Bari Demers – I hope you enjoyed my latest story. In all, it took me 5 days of 4 hr days to complete it. Writing takes so much energy. Each story I write has a hidden message and sometimes refers to another story. I’m not the religious type, but I feel we do have a soul and that soul has an energy of good and evil. We must find the good in us before we destroy ourselves. We must find NIRVANA – our soul must be at PEACE with its self, in order to continue in the cosmic order of things. You may call it GOD, I call it ENERGY.

Peace out ✌️ Total word count : 4020

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In Memory of Jenni Michelle Demers

Jenni Michelle Demers

Today is in memory of our daughter Jenni Michelle Demers. On this day ( Nov 5 1980 ) in the late evening, our little Jenni died of severe complications from an unknown disease called Kawasaki disease, also known as mucocutaneous lymph node syndrome.

In some cases( like our daughter) the disease will attack their heart, known as coronary artery aneurysms . Strangely enough, it’s said that this will only happen to children in their first or second year. However, that wasn’t the case for Jenni. She was only 8 months old when this disease attack her heart.

To this day, the disease is still not fully understood and cause is widely unknown. In the 1980’s there wasn’t any treatment as there is today. To make this disease even more devastating for our daughter, only 1% of children die.

The disorder was first described in 1967 by Tomisaku Kawasaki in Japan.

My Art-of-the-Day is symbolizes what our daughter, Jenni Michelle Demers could look like today at 39 years old. I would like to think of Jenni as a DragonQueen by @emilia_clarke .

Maybe Emilia Clarke will read this and pass along, in memory of Jenni our little soul .

#RIP Jenni – Love Mom and Dad – we will always miss YOU 😔 BMD

By Bari Demers – screenwriter

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Loop

Welcome to my story “Loop”. I decided to combine two different formats, from the conventional writing of a story and mixing it with the screenplay format. By no means is this new format acceptable by each industry. However, I thought to add both, so the reader can experience a screenplay and book story all-in-one, just for fun.

Please enjoy my story :

LOOP

SCENE 1

FADE IN :

QUEEN SIRI XIII

“So much has changed in the last five hundred years since our last Trans-Universal Jump. I expected Human Species Catalogue 4060 – 7274367 would have progressed substantially by now,” Queen Siri XIII – Lord of The Living God said, looking over the video transcripts.

She paused. Her worried look turned into a spark of anger. Her stone-cold eyes pierced the group of commanders, as she walked sternly past each one.

The Queen dressed in the most elaborate gown, hand-stitched with gold lace, draped with integrated see-through material naturally designed by the diamond beetles from planet SIRUS 5. You seen this before ; the ancient Egyptians replicated the GODS to a “T”. Throughout the Egyptian dynasty, their Pharaoh’s and Queens made every effort to copy the original Queen Siri X (the ancestral mother of Queen Siri XII ). The Egyptians went as far as thinking they were god themselves.

The integrate jewels showcased the luxury and importance of Queen Siri XIII. The resemblance of Egyptian Nefertiti, Queen and Royal wife of Pharaoh Akhenaten was indeed astonishing.

Queen Siri XIII ( the true Lord of the Living God) had projected a five thousand year reign. She decided to celebrate her one thousand year anniversary on Earth, for the first time since their ancestors arrival, 150,000 years ago.


[NARRATOR (V.O.) Voice Over of same Scene ( it means you hear the person talking but don’t see him/her in the scene, whatsoever) ]

I know what you’re thinking…

How is it possible one Queen can live a thousand years, never mind entertaining a five thousand year reign ? If you’re thinking of conventional space travel to reach your destination, you are so wrong. Most of us have heard of wormholes and black-holes, but again, that’s not it. Think on the terms of a free-floating “primordial black hole”. That would be a pinhole in comparison to the conventional supermassive black hole ; closes one scientists know of, is located in the middle of the Milky Way Galaxy, 27,000 light-years away. However, the pinhole were talking about (believe it or not) is within our very own solar system.


Queen Siri XIII glanced over to the commander in charge ”Didn’t I stress how important this species is to us ?!”

COMMANDER CENTURION 797 (we use capital letters when we first introduce a new character in the scene), bowed his head in submission,” Yes my Queen. Please forgive me my Queen, if I may elaborate…”

Queen Siri strolls over to her throne and sits down. The room is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The unsettling silence projected fear within the ranks. Her sparkling emerald eyes pierced her commanders with disgust; she then proceeded to admire her long sharp nails. The Queen snapped her fingers. A young maiden appeared from the background standing within a small brigade of servants. The young girl swiftly kneeled, bowing in front of her majesty. She quickly attended to the queen’s request, polishing her nails with some kind of gold paint solution.

The long wait for Queen Siri to answer Commander Centurion 797’s question, made him extremely nervous. Her anger was evident. It was clear this Centurion had failed his mission miserably. Somehow he must convince the queen he had no control over these pesky spoiled little human species, she adored so much. He must ease her anger. Her wrath was already a fearfully legion, since the Queen Siri XIII reign. It was said her vengeance is so sever, you would rather jump into a pit of molten lava before facing her demise upon you.

We won’t even mention of how she would respond to revenge ; complete horror couldn’t come close to the word described. Rumours has it she had her opponent’s fleshy meat stripped from their bones while they were still alive, then feed it to her sacred royal cat.

Centurion 797 takes the courage, speaking up,” Please my queen, can’t I at least explain what happened?”

“Don’t you dare speak to me without my consent!” said the Queen in an undeniable tone of rage,” Can your little brain of yours even comprehend what you’ve done!”

Centurion 797 quivers with fear,” I’m…I…m…a…I’m sorry. I really am sorry, but…”

“But nothing!” said the Queen spitting out her words,” What can you possibly say that will even come close to undoing the harm that has already been done to these H-U—M-A-N—S !”

She pauses to compose herself, in a calmer voice, she said,” It’s vital this species succeeds. They must! “

Centurion 797 bows before her majesty,” I plead your forgiveness my Queen, Lord of the Living God…please…you must hear me out. It’s a matter of life or death to the human race, altogether. It’s in your best interest to hear what I have to say.”

Queen Siri sits back in her throne. She thinks how brave this commander is ; either that or he’s a complete fool. She ponders in silence, then speaks sternly,” Alright. Just let me warn you, if there isn’t a shred of evidence that the human species are in grave danger, then you’ll wish you weren’t alive. Is. That. Clear.”

Centurion 797 nods in agreement,” Thank you my gracious Queen. I adore your generosity. May you one day seat beside the Lords of the Gods in the afterlife. I honour your patience and forgiveness. “

Queen Siri rolls her eyes. Why must these commanders pretend to suck up so much. Can’t they just do the job they were designed to do from the very beginning, instead of all the boring politics? She snaps back,” Enough already! Just give me the facts, and then, and only then, will I decide my judgement upon you.”

“Yes my Queen!”, the Centurion said,” It’s appears Human Species 4060 – 7274367 have mastered our technology behind the gate of what they refer as ” Dark Matter”. Their team of astrophysicist have finally figured out the equation leading them ( totally by accident I must add) to our back door gate.

“Wait!” Her majesty stands up abruptly, “ Are you telling me they understand our cloaking mirrored universe?”

“Yes, your highness. Not only that, but they have now sent a team of astronauts to explore our hidden door ! “ the Centurion said with conviction,” It’s of grave coincidences to them if they find the key to another universal dimension. They’ll learn the truth and no longer…”

Queen Siri sharply interrupts,” and they will no longer need us. Yes. They’re growing…maybe that’s a good thing. We can’t keep babysitting this species forever, you know…”

“ Yes my Queen, but what if…” Centurion 797 says in haste,” what if they’re not ready? They could release the evil spirits of darkness. It’s quite possible, their inability to understand the phantom between life and death, they may accidentally release the Prince of Darkness, himself. Must I remind you what happened to our ancestors?”

“Must you remind me! “ lashed out Queen Siri, “ How dare you speak to me in that tone!”

“I beg of you my lord queen highness, but this is of the most importance. Even if you kill me, it won’t matter to any of us, if the humans release the Black Angels of Darkness. Opening the pandora box will indeed mean the end to all civilizations across countless universes throughout the cosmic timeline. It would mean timeless implosion of each universe and everything in it. A massive domino effect of no return. The Black Angels of Darkness would systematically tear apart trillions of universes apart, like popping balloons, a …

The Queen carries his words,”…a timeless darkness of hell. Yes. Where time and space will never exist again. It would make the wrath of their God seem like child’s play. It would mean their imaginary devil would become a real entity. Their worse fears wouldn’t even be close to what would really happen. An timeless Armageddon of hell. All souls would disintegrate. No more afterlife. No more hope. No more life, as we know it, would ever exist again. The Blackness of Armageddon would become a continuous loop with no end.”

She heads over to the invisible force-field windows from her Spaceship, overlooking planet Earth, “ It looks so peaceful from space, doesn’t it centurion ? Who would think one tiny species could destroy the fabric of existence. Who would of thought of that when our ancestors transformed their evolutionary timeline ? “

Queen Siri laughs nervously, “ To think our ancestors crossed genetics with theirs, in order to save our species. Now they may destroy us anyway. What have we done…what have we done..”

FADE OUT

By Bari Demers – screenwriter and storyteller