December 11, 2018
The headboard over my head, above the mp3 player with sounds of ambient at low during sleep at night, sit below the views of tomorrow land. Where the people reside. I told him in my other story Mt Zion was beautiful.
The last time we spoke of them, confusion resulted from both parties. Today, we are much stronger people, and we’re able to communicate with the others’ out there much more efficiently. But only the ambassadors of the world communicate with them.
Thinking in multi-dimensional ways.
Whatever the fuck that means…but they’re able to travel long intergalactic distances.
The problem is traveling outside the Earth’s biosphere and exiting space momentarily in route, you lose a couple years of age. Fortunately, its much less than what we first discovered with the true buzz light-years of humanity pioneering space travel. Testing the ideas of an interconnected network, through space and travel, but maybe it’s just people.
Their signal is still out there.
They are several light-years away however. We gain further intelligence every successful trip back, but the universal traveler, or the ambassadors may return a year or five older. The ambassadors of the planet rock lose time, in order to gain knowledge and stretch our intelligence for survival on Earth.
For the most part, the people do not like the global idea because only a few individuals benefit from these universal traveling ambassadors actually returning to Earth. Not even the universal traveler cares to return.
They aren’t always honest about what’s out there…
But here we are.