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Split Thread from Act III

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Ngaru Whaea studies Callum as he gives Her his answers. She looks bemused.
Finally Callum becomes silent and then the air is fulled with the sound of thousands of Cats meowing.
She allows the sound to build for a moment and then raises her arm and immediately the meowing ceases.

An Owl Hoots.


Ngaru Whaea: My Name is Ngaru Whaea and you shouldn't be here...Callum...

She then looks over Callums head towards a mountain range far in the distance and points in that direction.

Ngaru Whaea:You must leave This Place.

The one called "Ruthie" come forward.


There is a meow in answer and movement...

Ngaru Whaea: You - the one called "Callum" will follow the one called "Ruthie" and where she takes you, that is where you will leave This Place.

Ngaru Whaea then focuses Her attention on the Cat approaching Her as She asked it to.

Ngaru Whaea: I Have Spoken

With that, Ngaru Whaea becomes silent and fixes Her gaze upon Callum.
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Generated Message:
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Manu Iti:





As he was getting closer and closer, the hustle and bustle of the sounds and lights stopped abruptly and a dark silence penetrated the forest in a strange, uncertain calm. Cadriel felt his heart speed up all the more. He was blinded by the sudden darkness, but could still detect the movement. He took courage and walked, his arms seeking before him like a blind man. He felt a flow of energy above him. An invisible current descended upon him. His skin swarmed in indescribable ecstasy as he nearly lost consciousness because of the intensity of the sensation. He flickered on the ground and snuggled into a ball of flesh, his only thought was that he was in the presence of God.

His feelings, fully revealed, answered in uncertainty, "Certainly I am not a favorite of God," he thought, "why does God show me? " Then he heard it: the unmistakable voice. Although he could not understand it, he knew without a doubt that the beings, different from him, were nearby. The proximity of their presence frightened him and he wanted to stay coiled on the forest floor with his eyes tightly closed, praying for the forest to return to its familiar state. Then a new sound and light forced him to open his eyes. He saw three shapes, huge stones falling from the sky in a small clearing between the trees. They floated on beams of blue light. Cadriel flinched as he looked in amazement.

Then he saw a movement beneath the stones where great beings seemed to guide the monoliths from the forest floor with sticks of light. Cadriel slowly stood up, blinking, incredulous, his mind frozen in fear. The three stones, each about the size of thirty men, were slowly landing on the forest floor with a thud. Cadriel felt it with an electric thrill. Suddenly he knew nothing. It was as if his world had disappeared and he was now a nomad in some supernatural place. He could only contemplate the spectacle of light enveloping the enormous monoliths and marveling at its use.

As if to keep his sense of identity, Cadriel began to count. Three stones. Three beings. Three very tall beings. Three very big stones. And then it happened. One of the beings came towards him slowly, without fear or surprise. A pale yellow glow filtered from his eyes, which became visible as the being reached a distance of eight meters from Cadriel, which began to shake uncontrollably. The being was bluish in color, at least seven meters high and, to the great wonder of Cadriel, had the translucency of the liquid. Cadriel wanted to talk, but his whole body, including his tongue, seemed unable to move. He was not even sure he was still alive.

The eyes of this being were the only sons who connected him to an existence he felt. Staring at those eyes, he heard a voice slowly echoing in him, as if a golden vein was drifting from the earth to his heart. "You are here as one of us. In this place you will be an immortal of your world. You are the human intermediary of our divine flame. You have come here, in this same place and time, to be the human translator for this, our highest gift to our people . "

Cadriel blinked. It was the first movement of his body for several minutes. "Do you want me to live in these stones? How? Why ? " His thoughts were deep within him like tumultuous waves reaching the shores of a vast enclosure. Everything in his mind told him to turn around and, like a wild dog, to go back to his bundle, but there was something about the presence of this being that made him listen. If this was his waking moment, he needed to be sure he was awake. He had to stay.

The giant blue life shape turned and gestured with his arm toward the largest of the three stones. From the monolith, a golden light emerged, rising and falling in the darkness. Cadriel could see swarms of gnats fluttering in the air, and for him the light was like a bubbling cloud of tiny gnats, only gnats, in this case, were particles adorned with luminous jewels. Millions of small spots fluttered together like a collective intelligence, and without haste - as if performing a ritual dance - they were moving towards Cadriel. The light was so transparent that it did not have any brightness. It was more of a subtle luminosity; a light gushing from another world and when it came from it, it was faded by coarser frequencies. The light began to envelop Cadriel, veiling him in his garment with a soft, golden light.

Cadriel began to feel a new aspect of himself, not as a man - an inhabitant of the edge of his own self, but as an instrument of some vaguely familiar intelligence that flowed in him. He was pulled by her, as surely as the bird pulls on a worm, freeing it from its earthly abode to commit to a new purpose. Cadriel, in a flash of time, left his body and became part of the cloud of light that surrounded him. It was no longer held within the confines of a human body, but was now part of something infinitely larger and more complex. He was like a speck of dust suspended in a ray of infinite light, and he had become light. He understood all the elements of his mission to come to this place, to be human,

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While waiting for Callum, I continue with The Generated Message regarding The Story of Cadriel...wondering who is this Female aspect of himself?

Generated Message:
Manu Iti:
  • His feet were moving towards the light and the subsonic roar. Each step drew him closer and he felt a rising heat, but his curiosity was now fully mobilized as he began to see forms moving behind the tree trunks that stood between him and the source of the particular sound. "It must be God" thought Cadriez. "Who else but God could make such sounds and light? God is definitely visiting! "


It is interesting that Cadriel so automatically assumes that the light and sound must come from 'God'.

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Recommendable What Are The Chances Tributary Zones In The Correct Position
Incompleteness What Is Our Purpose The top tiny twelve Verdant Synchronicity and The Holographic Universe Where is Truth? Love Heart Around The Next Corner
Observed by Many Author Known Time And Space The Nature of Role-Play Within Story-Lines What Is Within Is Without, Equal Invisible Pink Unicorn Everything is an expression of GOD Commendably Recommendable The Main Points on the Agenda
Coherence Milky Way Mother Sweet The Culture of Human Lineage Break the glass ceiling A Meeting Place Sensory Data Quality Unknown Symbol Contemplative
Sclerotic Emotion Rides The Prow Military Didactic Eventually Focused Individual
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