27.12.2006


Two






                      II

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  -Do not worry, because you have been Selected!  

 

   The owner of this enchanting Voice seems to be located inside of Jon´s own head, where he´s
crumbled in the barrel which almost touches the mud on the bottom.

 

  He´s startled and afraid when he looks around himself, sees no-one but The Man who dawdles like a bundle on the bank. 

  And the Voice carries on: 

 

   Because you will be our man we shall  make The Man as you call him, but whose name is Halldor and will later on in his life work for his trade´s union, fall asleep and when he awakens in his bed in the morning he won´t remember you at all. 

 

   Just when the Voice stops in his head Jon sees where The Man´s silhouette dissolves before his eyes.

   Before he´s able to wink an eye Jon is located inside some wide room.

 

   He gasps for breath, where he´s now standing infront of three Beings, different from any he´d ever seen before, but remind him a little of the   aliens from outer space he´d seen in the Japanese Monster-movies in the Nato-base television, which then could be seen in the few Icelandic homes that had a television.

  Don´t be afraid, Jon again hears from the one inside his head, we´ll do you good.

   -Whaaa... do you want from me, he´s able to stutter in his fright. 

 

    Who are you?

 

   -We are from a world which is unknown to you Earthlings.

 

   The image of us that you are able to see is not made of flesh and blood, the way you are.

     We only travel on a mental province, but our bodies stay in our world which is far from your Earth.

   Jon takes a step towards the phenomena and tries to touch the Beings.

 

   And to his surprise they happen to be soft as air.  

 

    His old assurance returns to him and for a while he makes silly movements in front of the images;

 

  puts his fist into a number of body-parts and finishes his experiments by walking through them.  

 

   -Wow..., this is awesome, incredible!

 

   How is this possible? 

 

  He thinks towards the Beings sensing that oral speach is not necessary.

      -This is a technique we have been able to evoluate with assistance of other Beings whose world is a lot farther from yours than ours.

 

   In the same way we have now selected you in the means of assisting other Earthlings on their road to a further development, one of us was selected to assist others in our world, when we were on the same stage as you are now.

 

  Thus it has been from the beginning of time.

  -How are you able to speak without  moving your lips, he asks with growing self-assurance.

  - In the wake of time Earthlings will ripe their ability to communicate spiritually, that is send and receive thoughts without the use of mouths and
ears.

   -Can you teach me to read other people´s thoughts?

   -Of course we can, but it isn´t time yet.

 

  Still you are too much a child.

 

 Still you need a lot of maturing until you will be able to handle the power
we will give you when the time is right.

  -This statement I must protest , because don´t you know that I was confirmed last spring,  Jon grumbles in weak hope that he might change the
Beings´ decision,  but it´s all in vain.

  -Keep your shirt on laddie.

 

  We have made this decision after deep consideration.

 

   Besides that we think that religions and all the squandering that is attached to them does only show how  shortly the humans have travelled on their phase of development.

 

   But is their something you do want to know, before we will send you back to the world of humans?

    Jon gives the question a thought for a short while and decides to ask whether he might be the first Earthling who sees and meets them. And why he of all the great number of Earthlings has been selected. .

    -You are certainly not the first to see us, and not the first to be
Selected. You must have heard some folk-stories about elfs, fairies, trolls and ghosts. All that phenomenon is somehow connected with worlds on other stars. People tend to fear the unknown, everything they are not used to.

    We have been observing many, both men and women. Many of them have already been Selected and are working at this moment on our objects, thus riping humanity. Every progress that has been made on Earth is originated from the Selected ones, who got the ideas from us.

    But the numerous wars and hostilities among some Earthlings related to envy and greed have been a real drag on all progress.

    Life is a restless battle of miscellanous forces.

    Us Beings are not the only ones who are trying to interact with your develoment. Some guests from outer space use other methods than we do.

    -Could you not have made us ripe any faster by eliminiating the undesirable forces, Jon happens to ask in his most innocent way, where he´s sitting on some peculiar chair or stool and listens enraptured to his hosts from outer space.

    -No, violence only creates more problems. The species of you humans will come to grips with that like we ourselves did so many Earth-centuries ago.

    -Can you name me a few who have been selected? Ghandi and Kennedy maybe?

    -Now this introduction has come to an end and we bid you farewell for the the time being. Just remember that if you want to be a part of this project to develop humanity in a positive way as our collaborator, you must only return to The Lakes or Rosaselstjarnir (the ponds of Rosi´s dairy) just as Konrad gynecologist and Skuli Magnusson, a historian will remind
people about later on, so that we can make you a Selected assistant.

    -Wha..., but there is no Konr ...he begins, but shuts up when he realizes that he´s sitting on a small rock inside a hollow on top of the knoll by the north side of Big Lake...Rosaselstjarnir.

    Jon Jonsson hears the valedictory-words like they were coming from great distance:

   ' -A Prophet previses the future because he is able to perceive the nature of phenomenons.

    The prophet´s perception is neither supported by the
sense-organ´s information nor intellect thinking.

    It belongs to a profound abyss of what can not be described.

    The prophet is able to know the human and his destiny.'

    He shakes his head and groans with admiration:

   - Wooow! I sure didn´t get that.

    Jon looks puzzled around himself, but is not able to spot anything that could verify his story. There are only two things that don´t belong to the environment; their barrel-boat and an ancient structure of stones, which must have been a shed for the shepherders who kept an eye on the sheep in the dairy.

    Was it just a dream he asks himself when he stands up and walks towards the sun that rises with marvellous calmness.