A reminder of a Premontion around the corner: “In your search for life you only need to look at your own backyard.. both sea creatures and bugs (insects?).. outside from Earth.. but still in your own solar system.”
The New Premonition:” The ground shutters, the world trembles, multiple alien ships from a far and distant place arrived here at earth’s door, first hovering above our majestic planet. Then these mammoth spacecrafts simultaneously flew down to earth at rapid approach, as they moved you could see their circular top but underneath seemed the hub of their system a triangle shaped belly filled with lights. As it approached, the ship stopped and hovered over a large forest valley, the ground shuttered like a small quake. Here the strange space craft levitated, sitting and sitting. From the perspective of strategy it looked like an attack. All the ships were placed in different locations, as if Chess was being played. Fear swept the world, Hysteria gripped our thoughts and some of our stupid actions. Then over the loud voice of our AI, They would speak, inviting just a handful of people onto their ship, an invitation from “Brothers and Sisters Afar” they had very little interest in the leadership, they wanted those right next to their ships. Was it a trick? What bold figure would go? The trepidations grew, as insane rumors spiraled across the globe. Then the doors opened, a bright light came through, A handful of people walked through and then the door closed. Time seemed like days. Everyone waited with such breath. Then the humans were dropped off, floating softly. Then Boom! All the ships left.
Everyone was back safe and sound, some of their ailments as human beings disappeared. The Aliens gave the humans a set of gifts. Gifts that fix the fabric of our earth. Gifts that improve our scientific knowledge and understanding, and gifts to improve our social flaws. They told the humans that either we could learn and grow with these gifts and they would love to return and see the fruits of their labor, or we could choose not to use their gifts at all, and they would never return “The choice is always ours.” Was their final words. Some claim rightfully that their own ailments disappeared, addictions, pain from an old injury, issues with sight, all of it seemed to oddly go away for those on the ship.
When asked what these aliens looked like, A novella could be written. It was not one, but a society of aliens, that span throughout the Milky Way, representing our Galaxy. Lead by the rules and guidelines of the most powerful “Ancient Ones.”
Eric- The Legend of the Ancient Ones coming soon. Happy Halloween everyone! You can put that tin foil hat down now, this is a real World Prediction, as real as my
Most Accurate work, lists and lists of doom on tap. This however is not doom at all! It’s actually very awesome, something divine, and it comes with the same weight and accuracy as all my other premonitions. Sounds so absolutely insane and the reason I don’t share many of the more distant predictions, is because Aliens are there. One of the odd gifts in the vision was a part left out, where we walked and the Aliens taught us how to hop like frogs?? A pun perhaps, Learning to “Leap” forward. I believe it was in regard to our own space exploration, a way to accelerate faster, but foreign to me? That part of the vision was just odd? But you know they will be back and the next gift is beyond epic.
The timeline of this event was after the Great War, WW3, and reconstruction was well under way, but there was still a residue the Global Famine WW3 caused. Also I always look at the level of tech and AI, as the centuries pass AI becomes biological, and then inside us,. In this timeline we have the black spheres hovering our airs, they are swarms of drones serving our needs. Say there is a fire starting, they go and sacrifice themselves to put the fire out, they dial 911 before you do, and before you think they are something out of Orson Wells, they are controlled by the community. The sky wont operate it otherwise, and that too is controlled by the community, all the power actually in that timeline is controlled by grandma and grandpa involved in her local community, that old stupid ship of one autocrat.. that ship has sailed and grandma has grit. All of this loosely puts this in the 23rd to 24th Century. As the tide shifts towards days of milk and honey. Hmm wonder why?
Happy Halloween 👽
For my Friend S. B.
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