Spaceship Eve

Gabri'hel stood at the head of an executive desk on the Space Housing Unit Tactical Teams/ Light Equipment, a necklace of some sort dangling from every finger on her hands, she began to address the eight Astro Neuro Galactic Emissary League members, noting that one was late. Quite late.

“Each of you have decided to be here, chosen this role. I will be here when you return and I expect all of these to be filled to the brim with information." She handed each of them a Location Originator and Calibrated Kinetic Energy Transmitter or LOCKET. Each, a different shape. "What you are about to receive is very, very valuable. It is the only thing keeping you tethered here. Please secure it however you see fit. I cannot begin to tell you the difficulty you will have if you lose ..."

“Hank, reporting in, Ma'am ..." a voice interrupted.

An image slowly hazing to life on the ET (Earth Topside) holodeck. In a few seconds, what materialized, caused Gabri'hel to gasp and to realize she just passed around precisely enough lockets for every person sitting in the room.

Hank, the late ANGEL, sat on a huge wrap-a-round porch in a wicker rocker, drinking a lemonade, the forefinger of her left hand spinning a heart shaped LOCKET around and around. Smiling.

“Hank?” Gabri'hel said with only a fraction of the panic she was feeling. “Hank, how … how long have you been on Earth, Hank?

The image of her smiling face was fading.

"Hank. Hank answer me this moment, young lady! Hank, do not disconnect. HANK!!!!" Gabri'hel was panicked. This was not good.

Hank was not even scheduled to return to Earth until 2018. The SHUTTLE hadn't even reached that point in the void yet.

Based on her appearance, surroundings, and the time frame Gabri'hel knew to be factual, Hank must have returned to Earth in 2001, about 20 minutes ago, SHUTTLE time. That made sense, she had last physically seen Hank about then, when she bumped into her. Literally.

Gabri'hel sighed. That's how she got her LOCKET, she thought.

Twenty minutes here was twenty years Earth time. Gabri'hel didn't want to do this. The last thing she wanted was for Operation Eve to be aborted but she knew GOD needed to know, now.

THE ONLY CHAPTER

Hank opened up the Virtual Oral Information Communications Enhancer and prepared her Public Statement, no more than 2000 words. She was hoping as many people would see it as possible. For their sake. So much unnecessary suffering in the world.

“I was going to go about this in a fashion familiar to human story telling but, it is, ever so tiresome. Instead of telling this tale like other tales are told, we're just going to get to the meat and bones of it.

Humanity is a GAME in Reality. It’s something to do to learn something new. A paid for experience.

This Dystopian, psychotic version of the game humanity, which was never meant to exist in this capacity anyway, is oblivious to why it even exists, completely negating the reason for its existence. This redundancy is why EARTH is not a priority for others and I’m on my own, for now.

Earth is a Spaceship. Earth's real name is Starship Eve, its original Captain, Jesus. Co-Captain, Lucifer. Mikhael, former ANGEL and leader of the Toll Collectors ( a collective of Galactic Pirates) managed to hold Earth in one galaxy for so long, that a new Generation that was never meant to be ... and 65 more thereafter, changed the course of Universal Existence, forever, damning billions of souls to an eternity of dark forgetfulness and reincarnation as humans.

For close to 2,000 years, different 'Alien' species have been trying to assist Earth. Every Galaxy in the Universe has sent negotiators to free their people, to no avail.

Here I am.

I, am Hank.

Short for Henri.

Short for Henrietta.

After 2,000 years, I am piloting Starship Eve out of the Milky Way Galaxy and into Bifrost, where all of humanity could return to their rightful place in existence. Jesus and Lucifer can finally be freed and Mikhael can be punished for his Crimes against Existence.

In a few more years, once we hit the REEF or Reactive Energy Escalating Field, everyone will die. Humans, by sheer virtue of being humans, do not comprehend why that is a good and necessary thing and will fight the entire step of the way.

Have fun with that."

The Moral of the Story

“You will need to understand everything I am about to tell you, in order for you to survive Bifrost and not be stuck in endless Earthly reincarnation.

This, is, your only chance.

Energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only change form.

In the beginning, there was Dark Energy. Dark Energy amassed until it imploded. (Black Hole) In the moment of implosion, Dark Matter was formed (Data). In the very instant that dark matter and dark energy collided for the first time, Consciousness was formed.

The data, is, all that is. Observed by Consciousness.

Humanity, the physical body that humans are, is an organic machine used to process the data that is you.

The original purpose of being human is to learn something new. You, the energy and data that is you, that can never die, can only change form ... that you, is here to learn something. Think of dying as graduation.

It’s not to be feared, but by fearing it, you can be controlled by those instilling the fear.

Humans, for a very long time, have been manipulated by fear and reincarnated, trapped forever in this same humanity loop. Very few, 'remember' why they are here and throughout history, those who have and especially those who spoke out, were called crazy or ‘evil’ and swiftly disregarded. This is how Mikhael has managed to acquire all of the Earth into his possession and how he has managed to begin the slow raping of its resources for an ultimate gain none can comprehend.

Through this mass manipulation and incarceration of both Jesus and Lucifer, new humans are being created every single day. Without the Sentient Operation Unit Limit that monitors the energy, these humans are less equipped to deal with being human. Humans have no idea why they are even here anymore, causing the trauma that is Humanity today.

Mikhael knows what is happening, he’s known for some time. He’s been preparing the Global Elite, none of whom are willing to sacrifice their perceived status, for a new planet to takeover, establish, grow, then … rape, plunder, and pillage. They know all has been lost for them, none of their HOME planets will have them back, they are exiled and they know they are ultimately doomed. They are willing to take as many of you with them as they can. All you have to do, is what you’ve been doing.

As always, you have free will, a choice.

You can choose to believe whatever crap story some human taught you, stay humanly ignorant and 'die' ( continually return to humanity instead of home) eternally or you can return to TRUTH and eternal existence.

Your CHOICE.

In about two years, the Galactic Overseer Department and the SHUTTLE will be in a position to position a new Ship for us, even though they will be very, very upset about it. Assistance may not be in the form that humans may understand, unless you are willing to understand.

It may feel like ARMAGEDDON, but this Limited Information and Factual Evidence is not what it appears to be and Deactivated Earthbound Activity/Tether Home isn’t as bad as you have been led to believe.

Have Faith. 2024 will see you HOME!

Your Captain, signing off”

She began spinning the LOCKET in her hand, the heart swirling around, around, around …. Until Gabri’hel was visible.

“Hank, what did you do? We had another plan and you know it.”

“I’m bringing everyone home, Momma, bringing everyone home. I have Dad, and Uncle Luc. Make sure the Thought Renedering Unit Temporary Housing is ready for us so everyone can begin their way home! No time to chat! Love you."

She saw Gabri’hel beaming with pride through the haze as she caught the spinning locket, closed it up, put it around her neck, and smiled herself. Planning the NEW EARTH was going to be something!