Unvasion

Unvasion

You can't trust your thoughts, editorials running in your own personal
tabloid press; that was the initial reaction, the one he and his
counterparts took refuge in, albeit of the cold comfort variety.

For three days they had had the same 'thoughts', at the same time, in
the identical idiom and wording every day, ideas they could not recall
ever having entertained; and the structure, so formal, such as they had
heard from professional multilingual translators. One in particular,
about an impending reappearance within the Galaxy very soon, by what or
whom was unclear. The top brain researchers were noncommittal, calling
for 'more study'.

A definite number of 'receivers'----that was the term used-----had
experienced the messages. Every principal leader of any nation-state
and world-class entity had gotten them simultaneously. They were now
assembled, under the pretext of a U.N. conference proposed by the
Americans, with no real-time media presence so as to promote
off-the-record candor, to analyze what had been
communicated&;#8230;..in Esperanza.

"Look, someone, using that failed lingua franca has decided to launch a
new terrorist ploy, you ask me" President Swanson held forth; she was
the first feminine American figurehead. "I have asked Dr. Salantro to
give us her frank ideas."

"Ladies and gentlemen, my theory is straightforward: this communication
is clearly of a telepathic nature and our instruments tell us that the
emanation is off-world" Dr. Salantro, an international first among
equals in the field of astrophysics, waited for the usual cross-talk to
subside and for the translation earpieces to do their magic after a ten
second delay.

"Madam Chair, may I be recognized?" replied the Indian Premier. "Dr.,
assuming you are thusly correct-------understand that our spiritual
leaders are not surprised and have related similar occurrences and
manifestations over the millennia in our Vedic texts------just what are
we being told?"

"Well said, Dr. Chandra; essentially, these are not warnings, even
threats. Rather, they are more after the fashion of announcements, such
as one might make in circulating the agenda for this meeting" she
allowed. "If we are correct, the 'reappearance' message relates to
consciousness itself. Some have even said that it is another name for
the Soul. Since science has no serious understanding of that property
of mind, it being deemed an inorganic effect rather than cause, without
any discernible 'function' according to the behavioralists, we can only
conclude that the senders do possess such an understanding, perhaps in
such a way as to be seen as its creators or managers, if you
will."

"Do you suggest that it is God speaking, telling us that we shall all
die?" blurted the Russian President.

"A God perhaps; see here, the cargo cult theory has been essentially
well-grounded empirically in anthropology: the South Sea tribes
elevation of our servicemen during WWII to god-like status for their
flying machines, effortless supply of foodstuffs and so forth, fetishes
of which are still made today by these primitives. As your
distinguished Drs. Kasantsev and Seitsev have wisely concluded, this
was how all religions began" Dr. Salantro advised. "One thing is clear,
some thing or event is imminent, most of my colleagues believing that
to be a revisitation by one or more of these 'deities' from 'Heaven',
and soon."

"An invasion, correct, are we to assume?" queried the American
President.

"That infers hostility, something not yet found in these messages"
replied Dr. Salantro.

The conference continued for another hour along these lines of
questioning and opining, at which time an adjournment was called; they
were to resume the next day. All were to retire to a nearby garden for
an outdoor informal barbeque style dining experience and social
break.

As the attendees began their feasting and social interaction, they all
'received' another message, again simultaneously. It was downloaded and
processed as follows: "You, our creation, have been given a great gift,
the ability to create in an unlimited way. This gift was always
conditional and dependent upon your behavior. It is now
withdrawn."

Throughout the garden, the distinguished guests found themselves unable
to communicate save through grunts and crude gestures, many among them
having torn their clothes asunder and assumed a crouched menacing
demeanor; it soon devolved into a rather barbaric display of gatherer
behavior, the food being hoarded by one and another; one of them was
brutally beaten by several others over a bit of food.

Mankind was, again, "un-conscious",
soulless&;#8230;&;#8230;&;#8230;&;#8230;