The Blue Orb
It has only been a couple of years Earth time since the human beings had discovered that other planets in the universe and beyond also had sentient life forms. It was the completion of the planet Earth’s first deep space station and the human’s government had to disclose their existence, or the humans would discover it for themselves. My father has been named Lyran Ambassador to Earth, and my cousin Siriana is coming too. We had been told that we are the equivalent of sixteen Earth years, and will be Junior Lyran Ambassadors. As a result we will be attending the first conference of Intergalactic Youth in this place called Washington D.C. Traveling in the vast reaches of the galaxy has always been in my blood, which is blue by the way, like my skin. I was born aboard a deep space vessel, the quiet and darkness in space is always like home to me. I started my school as a small on Lyra and the sky used to frighten me and I would run underneath a plant shelter, I think they are called trees on Earth?
Finally our departure was underway, “Mylin come look at these pictures of Earth people our age” Siriana points to the monitor on the desk. I see a human, I think it is a male of the species he has tall spikes adorning his head, and face jewelry and art. Another image is of a girl she has yellow skin and her hair (I think or fur) is dark and symmetrical like a head shield, “Sue Kim, it says she is a girl from Korea.” Siriana turns and looks at me in a very curious fashion, “What will they think of us cousin?” I looked at my reflection in the glass, pale blue skin and silver hair. “We look just like most girls our age on Lyra. What’s there to worry about? Siriana stood and looked in the glass, the same light blue skin, and silver hair; hers is just longer than mine. The door beeped and opened. “Well girls, I brought you some hot zorb from home. Drink it and get some sleep. We will be there when you awake.” We both drank the hot zorb down and were soon fast asleep in the nooks of our quarter.
I awoke to see the blue orb approaching. It was all the rage with our youth, we all had to have the blue orb pendants around our necks. I touched mine looking down at it and then back it coming closer in the glass. “Wake up Siriana! You have to see this. It is as lovely as I imagined. It looks just like my blue orb.” Siriana rubbed the snark from her eyes and came to join me, “Ooooo. I have never seen anything more beautiful. We had better get dressed.” We both put on our best clothing as we were told the arrival was a big event that would be displayed on screens all over the Earth. Our garments are of a plant based fiber and we are also a water world so we favor shades of blue, purple, and green. Our garments are draped and layered and float in the atmosphere when we move. We stared at our reflections in the glass, “We don’t look like them.” Siriana said nervously and chewed on her lip. “We have heads, and necks, and arms and legs like them!” I argued. “We do. We do” she says trying to convince herself that there was enough of a similarity.
A ship wide message was made by my father, “We have arrived. When we land there will be a greeting by the Earth leaders, and we will all follow protocol and follow their instructions. This is a big shock to many Earth beings, so make Lyra proud.” The ship materialized to the humans just before sitting down, the ramp was lowered onto the ground and we all descended in pairs. An Earth boy greeted me and Siriana, “Welcome to Earth. My name is Adin and I will be your host. “It is our great honor to be here,” we both answered. Adin smiled and invited us to follow him. “I am Mylin, and this is my cousin Siriana. “ Adin nodded and bowed, I am uncertain of his gesture. “The Earth girls are going to be jealous.” I look at Siriana, and she is smiling, At this time a Earth girl approaches, she is not smiling, she looks at us reproachfully, “Adin, Commander Cruise wants you with the Venusians.” She had not even acknowledged our presence. “Katy Maguire these are Ambassador Ferel, from Lyra’s daughter, and niece” he turns to finish his introduction, “Mylin, and Siriana,” Katy pushed her face into a grimacing smile, “Welcome to earth.” She says without warmth or honesty. Lyrans can communicate without words and so we do not lie. “I will be right there. Then will you please escort them to the dining hall?” Katy became more rigid, “Certainly,” she turns, “This way ladies.” Adin nods or bows again, “I will see you at the dinner. Again welcome.” I watch him walk away and I feel a heat generating inside of me. I began to panic, “Oh no!” I say internally to Siriana, “I think I might flash out.” “ No, no not now, not here in front of this unpleasant female Earth human” she answers in desperation. When my kind is attracted to someone our skin develops large pink spots, and the phenomena occurred regardless of my desire. Katy covers her mouth with her hand and points at me. Siriana’s worst fears are realized; she feels humiliated by the Earth girl and starts to cry. Now when we cry a blue mist excretes from our skin and envelops us in a cloud. Katy drops her hand from her gaping mouth and continues to point but now she is pointing at Siriana. I see an older elegant Earth lady approaching; she has bright pink hair in a bun on her head and blue windows in front of her eyes. She heads directly toward us stopping in front of Commander Maguire, “I need to speak with you privately now!” She turns us and extends her hand, “Hello, I am Dr. Julian Benet. I am the head of the Department of Intergalactic Multicultural Inclusion. I notice a tall dark fellow, also with eye windows, and a girl from the screen. Dr. Benet whispered over her shoulder and the pair came forward, “Hi I am Sue Kim,” “And I am Dr. Rushti.” Dr. Benet glances over at the stoic Commander Maguire, she turns back to us, “On behalf of The Earth Council on Extraterrestrial Affairs, I humbly welcome you to our planet. I believe you call it the Blue Orb?” She smiled warmly, “I must speak with Commander Maguire but I will join you soon for dinner. As Dr. Benet and Commander Maguire cross the room which was all glass on one side looking onto a wooded park with some water in the middle, I think about the places we have like this on Lyra. I can see Katy’s face as Dr. Benet is speaking with her and water is rolling down her cheek, I wonder if that is how human girls cry?
“Excuse me Miss,” I look up from thought as Sue Kim speaks, “We are lead ambassadors for the Earth Alliance, and we will be your guides for your stay here on Earth. Welcome, I am so excited to meet you. Do you have any questions?” Well I had a zillion questions but I just smiled. The room is full of round tables with colorful plants in glass and shiny silver implements all in sets of two, the humans and assorted galactic representatives were beginning to sit at the tables that faced a platform. I see two Venusian girls coming our way. They are very tall, with pale green skin, dark hair and eyes. They also have enormous black wings that they keep tucked tightly most of the time. I recognize Zer from a camp I used to visit for youth programs, “Zorn!” she greets me as is their manner. Soft sounds of moving water and some small creatures are chirping from boxes in the ceiling, it had disoriented me, “Mylin? Earth to Mylin. Come in Mylin!” Zer laughs at her own Earth joke. “Oh, I was thrown into another state by the sounds.” Zer looks as I had directed to the ceiling, “That is what they call . . . music here. Ours is just different,” Sue Kim steps closer smiling, “If I may be of assistance? This is what we call ambient music, it is sounds from Earth’s nature; a running stream, the birds in a forest.” Sudden understanding came to us all. “Oh yes” Zer agrees, “We have also these sounds on Venus,” Finally I see Dr. Benet returning with a somber expression which changes to a bright smile. Dr. Rushti invites us all to our table where we sit down; me, Siriana, who has since lost the cloud, Zer, her friend MX, Sue, Kim, and Dr. Benet. The room was starting to fill up with people and beings from all over the galaxy. The room was buzzing with energetic excitement, and now the music was an up-tempo lyrical poem. Once we were all seated people started to pour liquids of many colors and substances, when mine was poured I realized it was degaar juice from my world. Dr. Benet addresses the table “I apologize for Ms. Maguire’s behavior. If she had not missed every one of her Intergalactic Cultures classes, perhaps she would have behaved differently. However, the point of us all getting to know one another is to know all of our aspects, both pleasant, and unpleasant. Then we must grow, learn and unify from it.” She touched the blue windows on her face and adjusted them, “In case any of you interested in our student exchange program, allow me to invite you now. Zer’s left wing lifted just slightly, “Yes, there is so much I want to see here, I am certain my parents will agree.” I was thinking of the Earth boy Adin, and how I would like to get to see more of him, “Yes Dr. Benet, I am interested, and my parents will be working here as well. Thank you.” Zer’s friend MX also said she was on-board. “Great,” Dr. Benet smiles and then looks at Siriana who has yet to sign on, “And you Siriana? We would love to have you.” Siriana looks at me and then to Dr. Benet, “Thank you for considering me for such a high honor. It is just that I cannot bear to be away from my parents and my baby brother.” She looked down and fidgeted with the silver implements on the table. “I can certainly understand.” Dr. Benet says as she touches Siriana lightly on her hand. Food was brought to us from our specific diets and pallets. As part of our introduction we each explained our food dishes to the table and offered them to be sampled. The Venusians eat colorful fruits that grown from sacred trees, and drink a clear liquid like water but different, you cannot drink it, or I! We also eat a plant based diet of greens, roots, and fruits of a kind. The Earth people eat the flesh of certain creatures and they had chicken which I understand is a bird, the Venusians did not look very happy in that regard. They showed us a moving image of the Earth and all its wonders which left me misty and cloudish, I see Siriana clouding up again too. I guess we all have a lot to learn about each other, and to understand.
That evening as we were singing our songs of love, which all Lyrans do each night, the com on the door buzzed. Our visitor was Commander Maguire, “Please come in.” I say as I clear the chair of clothing for her to sit on. “Thank you for seeing me at this late hour. I know you have traveled far and are tired. Apologizing for my rudeness earlier does not begin to make amends.” “It is okay” Siriana says, “We are all learning to adjust to new things.” Katy attempted to smile as she agreed. “I want to come to Lyra.” The cousins were surprised by her announcement. “You do? We thought you found us repulsive? Siriana spoke softly with her head down. “I know. I am sorry. I was jealous. I saw the way Adin was admiring your beauty and I acted badly. Dr. Benet scolded me well and good. She reminded me that compassion and acceptance are key components of our Intergalactic Culture classes in our program. I was just so focused on the quantum technology that I could not be bothered with cultural exchange. I can be unbalanced at times.” She looked at Siriana who looked up and smiled, “We will be friends and learn from each other Katy Maguire. Plus I am going to miss my cousin.” Siriana looks at me and smiled “I will visit and we will ride the ocean waves together. I promise.” Katy stood to leave but stopped remembering something, “Guess what else?” We looked at each other, “My DNA shows I have Lyran ancestors.” Katy smiled broadly, “Thank you, goodnight.” Then Katy left and Siriana and I just started laughing and misting at the same time. The ‘blue orb’ is a lovely place that I think I will enjoy loving.
The short story was a Culture in Schooling assignment using Culture as a Disability as a lens. Of course I went with aliens. lol I am thinking of expanding it into a YA novel.
Top: Michaela Sagatova
Middle: Privind Pamantul
Bottom: Corina Chirila
Hello Happy Friday. A lovely Spring like day here. A day that was gifted me in my Spring break from school I had committed to work today, but alas it got cancelled so change of plan. Oh and I cannot read the text embedded in the image but bless them for sharing the image. I have been listening to my favorite astrologers this fine morning trying to get an idea of what is up? Sometimes the understanding is beyond me. The image and title allude to the Virgo Full Moon on March 12. I will share a few links below. One is from The Leo King, David Palmer, my son (from another mother) actually we have never met except on FB but I just feel like David is my son. lol He has his new fiancee on the show with him and it made me so happy. lol Crazy huh? I was happy he had chosen well.
I was enjoying my magical garden patio, which as I have shared is darn near Xanadu to me. I was drawn to water my trees and plants, I just love the connection that you get with nature while doing such a simple task. I had created a puddle of mud at the foot of the patio, and I was compelled to just put my feet in and squish it around. If you haven’t done this in awhile, do it. Afterward I see my foot imprints left behind, sort of cool. It took my thoughts to the footprint of the guru, perhaps as I was listening to Ravi Shankar at the time. Honestly I have been hoping for a butterfly sighting . . . the day is young.
Also I have my outdoor kitty’s baby daddy to contend with, this Tom cat is huge, I mean at night he will scare you with his howl and scary gold eyes, he must be part Siamese or Persian as he has long hair, which is grey and white spots, and a slightly smushed face. Did I mention his howl would wake the dead and he is huge? I have named him Brutus. Both of his male offspring, Prince Fu, who is now named Carl, as I understand, and his brother Frankie, look like him. Brutus needs to be trapped and fixed, Pray for a good outcome for Brutus and all concerned.
Oxford deadline has come and gone but I still haven’t taken the flyer from my wall and it still has some unknown relevance, My tale bone is still sore but much better. Merlin, wizards, fairies and Tors still paint my minds imaginings. I have a unit yet to plan for my Methods of Teaching Language class, I am thinking “Unit of Thrones” one that would include Arthurian Grail Lore, Sir Gawain and the Green Knight, a book of choice either, The Wicked Day, or any of Mary Stewart’s, Merlin Trilogy, Silver Eve (A YA novel female protagonist) or The Mist of Avalon. I would like to include Shakespeare, but a unit is 3 or 4 weeks, even the above is ambitious.
So I best get to scholarship essay writing. My internship is going real well but I am having a tough go of it in my Modern Grammar class so good vibes in that direction, or aka prayers etc… Much love everyone be well. The John Lennon lyrics, “strange days indeed” just popped in my head this morning, and the song lyric does not really fit the mood of the day which is light but nonetheless I share the song it may have a message (Oh of course there is the Shankar Lennon connection).
Peace & Love
Happy Wednesday everybody. On a lovely Tuesday morning, my day off, I sat in my garden with coffee, the birds chirping like Spring, and my kitty, listening to Adele’s “19” which I bought on iTunes once. I really like that album, and so did my kitty Spinxy. I watched her the entire time, just so relaxed and chilling under the tree. Have I ever told you all how beautiful our Fall, and Winter feather is? It’s nice. Butterflies, and Springs blooms with a crispness however.
Unbeknownst to me
I was wandering
There was a lonliness
and a hunger.
I found a land
an enchanting one
There was magic here
The natives were not welcoming
It is warm here
a well of love
Hello my friends. I hope this day finds you in peace & joy. Here in the US we have Labor Day on Monday, so no work or school for us. I need the time to try and get caught up on all my homework, reading, watching, writing, and making presentations. I can honestly say that school has changed me in only the first couple of weeks. That is sort of awesome.
I just finished reading a beautiful piece of literature, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe. It is the second of ten YA, (Young Adult) novels I will be reading this semester. It is an “American Book Award Winner,” by Benjamin Alire Saenz. Here is how it starts, or an excerpt from the first page.
“I was fifteen.
I was bored.
I was miserable.
As far as I was concerned, the sun could have melted the blue right off the sky.”
The story is tender, turbulent, heartfelt, and poetic. I highly recommend it. Have a hanky handy.
This is my derived hypothesis on the 11, 111,1111 . . . or any such reoccurring number phenomena.
However, it mainly comes from Brannon Braga, a Star Trek writer. I was discussing it on Facebook, and reading the scenario on Wikipedia, which I will share, I have always been a Trekkie, and found deep metaphysical relevance in the Star Trek of Roddenberry.
Star Trek, The Next Generation
Cause and Effect
Netflix- Season 5, Episode 18
“Cause and Effect” is the 18th episode of the fifth season of the American science fiction television series Star Trek: The Next Generation, the 118th overall. It was originally released on March 23, 1992, in broadcast syndication. It was written by Brannon Braga, who sought to write a different type of time travel related plot, and directed by cast member Jonathan Frakes.
The viewer is shown through the episode that Enterprise is caught in a time loop (referred to in-universe as a “temporal causality loop”). The loop begins with the senior members of the crew playing poker and continues for about a day when they discover a spatial anomaly. While studying the anomaly, a ship suddenly emerges from it, and though Captain Jean-Luc Picard (Patrick Stewart) takes Lt. Commander Data’s (Brent Spiner) advice over Commander William T. Riker’s (Jonathan Frakes) for avoiding a collision, the new ship clips the warp nacelle, causing a critical failure and the destruction of the Enterprise moments later, at which point the loop restarts.
Initially, the crew are unaware of the loop. However, Dr. Beverly Crusher (Gates McFadden) begins to hear noises before she goes to bed following the poker game. Having a sense of déjà vu during the poker game and able to predict the cards Data will deal during a subsequent loop, Crusher takes a tricorder with her to her room, records the voices, and later analyzes them to discover they are the panicked commands and broadcasts of the crew. The senior staff work out that they are stuck in the loop; the voices they are hearing are those of themselves from the previous loop just prior to the destruction of the ship. They evaluate the voices to determine that the loop is restarted due to the collision of the two ships but do not know how to avoid that collision in the first place. Data suggests that his positronic brain can be used to send a short message to himself in the next loop which may help them to avoid the collision. When they arrive at the anomaly, and after the collision, Data sends the message.
On the following loop, Crusher again has a feeling of déjà vu during the poker game, but when Data deals the next hand, all the cards are threes, followed by a hand where all players have three of a kind. The number 3 begins appearing throughout other parts of the ship’s operations while, again, they determine they are stuck in a time loop. When they reach the anomaly and the ship appears from it, Data suddenly realizes that the 3 stands for the number of command pips on Riker’s uniform, and executes Riker’s option instead of his own. This allows Enterprise to safely clear the oncoming ship. The anomaly disappears and the time loop ends, and the crew realize they have been trapped in the loop for over 17 days, while the other ship, the USS Bozeman, has been missing for over 90 years. Picard welcomes the Bozeman’s crew to the 24th century.
The Harmonic Convergence , August 16–17, 1987 was a big event in my life. I was 29, first Saturn Return. I was in Los Angeles. I believe it was at the Pasadena Convention Center, it was like a Whole Life Expo event with all the New Age vendors. I was fairly new to Metaphysics, about 3 years, so I was full of wonder, and awe. I bought the Urantia Book, first saw moldavite, saw Marianne Williamson, Elizabeth Claire Prophet, and sorts of other New Age guru’s. It was early on my path, and a monumental day. I bring it up because for me the phenomena began between then, and 1992 when the Star Trek episode aired. (On Netflix)
The phenomena become more evident as we all began connecting via the worldwide web. Around 1992, people began to connect and share. Spiritual, New Age, and Metaphysical Forums were created. At this time we shared this phenomena and were able to discern by the number of occurring events of seeing this number, as well as other master number combinations, that there must be some reason. There must be. As the years rolled on it did not cease it intensified, and this episode of Star Trek, just always seemed like it hit closest to the money. Perhaps the Wheel of Samsara, is akin to a “temporal causality loop,” or the symbol, Ouroboros, similarly represents the concept. All these triggers to REMEMBER, and to WAKE UP! All of US, a Mass Awakening, BIG.
It’s the most plausible answer for me anyway, and I wanted to share it with you.
VOTE, and when you VOTE American’s, set a POSITIVE, and glorious INTENTION, for our nation. I know some of you in the East have already voted but hold a good vision. Non American’s, please pray for us, and hold a good intention.
Love to All
Hey everybody! Fun full moon, right? I felt this one, turning me into a monster, well Ms. Cranky Pants anyways. This 8 week condensed British Literature class is, and isn’t to my liking. I did manifest this situation, so never mind, I won’t whine. I just really love this era of literature, and an online course doesn’t have the same impact, or benefit that classroom discussion does. With that said, I had to just blow by “The Satanic Poets,” Blake, Shelley, Byron. I spent about eight hours, not nearly the level I want to go. I had no idea they were classified that way. omg my mom would take that so literally. lol In all my reading I did not get a clear answer, was it Lord Byron’s hero, that merited the name, or did it have to do with Blake, and Milton’s, “Paradise Lost”? I do know they questioned, and that’s awesome, but that is a harsh moniker. Don’t you think? Dang that crazy Lord Byron is still enigmatic. True embodiment of “The Trickster,” his own Byronic Hero. A list of mischievous characters and actors faces come to mind. The type of character desired by both men, and women, the bad boy, the rascal, the scoundrel. The sly grin from Gary Cooper before he jumps on his horse and rides away, “Frankly I don’t give a damn, my dear.” lol or whatever Rhett Butler says to Scarlet O’Hara. My imagination runs absolutely wild when I read about these guys. An exciting time in thinking with the German Philosophers, like Immanuel Kant, and there was the French Revolution. So much good literature packed in here, but honestly I am more intrigued with the writers. I do love this poem by Lord Byron.
She Walks in Beauty
Lord George Gordon Byron
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!