Alien
ET’s final message to Earth, By Jon Rappoport, July 17, 2014
There was no doubt
in inner circles that a message had been received from space. It was sent in
English. It was specific. It was so shocking it had to be suppressed.
It was eventually
leaked, but the leak was stopped before the general public became aware of the
message or its content.
The alien sender
never referred to himself by name or disclosed his planet of origin.
Here is an excerpt
from his communication:
“As strange as it
may seem to you, I am not a prophet. Nor am I an evil invader.
“I come from a
place that has developed along radically different lines.
“On my world, there
is an unstoppable dedication to the advancement of the individual, and all
institutions and structures are stripped of overarching influence.
“In parallel,
technology has progressed toward that goal. Discoveries in energy production,
for example, were channeled into delivering what you would call
self-sufficiency…but not to nations or groups. Again, the individual has been
the recipient. Every individual.
“The Group, as a
concept, was exposed by several of our most keen philosophers, as an artifact
devised in our distant past as a method for holding back the achievement and
power of the individual.
“Think of the Group
as foreshortened perspective in a painting. The depth of space is curtailed, the
ceiling on consciousness is thus lowered.
“Several of our
investigators, working on their own, discovered a centuries-old plot to foist
the Group on us.
“The wealthy people
who were heading up this conspiracy were exiled to far wastelands, with no hope
of escape.
“Can you imagine a
society that has progressed to the point where it is so decentralized that
peace is an obvious given? Can you?
“I am not issuing
any warning to you. Nor am I a messiah from the stars. I am not an ultimate
authority. I cannot rescue you. You are in the process of melting down, but not
from the overheating of your atmosphere. I’m talking about the meltdown into a
planet-wide Group of bankrupt consciousness, a Group which is nevertheless
confident that ‘peace and love’ are its objectives.
“This is a fallacy
and a delusion, fostered by powerful men who see a way of placing you in thrall
to mind control, just as your organized religions have done for thousands of
years.
“I am an
individual. I represent no one. Can you grasp that, or are you too far gone to
even conceive the possibility?
“The so-called
natural laws of your physics are merely one way of appreciating what is taking
place in the universe. There are endless other ways—and on the world from which
I’ve come, the technology combines obvious physical capabilities with the power
of individual consciousness and imagination.
“You would perhaps
call this magic. Many individuals can alter space and time. On their own, they
can create energy.
“They are not part
of any Group or code or plan or movement. There are no mass movements on my
world. None.
“I have sent you
images of that world. No doubt they will be censored and captured by your
leaders.
“I do not need to
be a member of a Group to care about your future. I do not need to represent a
council or assembly or government. My world barely has a government.
“I send you this
message with the hope that, at some point, some of you, as, yes, individuals
will read it and give it the degree of credence it deserves.
“For you,
everything appears to be about Groups. The good ones versus the bad ones. You
have lost the ability to think in any other way. But those who control your
destiny understand that, no matter the struggle, as long as it pits one Group
against another, they have won and you have lost.
“In my world, I
live entirely by choice. So does every other individual. Strange as it seems,
war is an impossibility—for exactly that reason.
“There is no
automatic equating of wealth with corruption, as you seem to accept.
“The technology of
physical energy production, which on my planet makes the essentials of life
available to every person, is not free. This probably shocks you. You believe
that “free things” are the measure of humanity. On my world, the energy is available,
and inexpensive, and anyone who works can easily afford it.
“Contrary to what
you might imagine, this does not make us barbaric.
“You are devoted to
an idea of mass unity. You believe this is good and true and that the ‘higher
transcendence’ it offers is your best and last hope.
“When an authentic
self-governing individual appears among you, you demand that he explain his
achievements in terms of what they will offer to everyone else, as if, from the
beginning, his only intent and motive force was satisfying the Group.
“I’m baffled at the
depth of this delusion.
“If someone
presented you with a philosophy that described how every individual could
advance higher and farther, you would reject it out of hand as a corruption of
thought.
“I’m sorry to disappoint
you, but I have no prophetic ‘wisdom of the whole’ to impart, no message
written in the sky. I’m just passing through.
“In one of your
bibles, there is this statement: ‘Greater love hath no man than this, that a
man lay down his life for his friends.’ It is surely a noble idea. On my world,
I have seen it in our past. But suppose there was no need for a person to lay
down his life? Suppose individual creative power had taken on such fullness
that sacrifice was largely outmoded?
“I wish you success,
but now I must move along…”
Listening to this
message in his spacious bunker in Washington DC, the Holy Federal Minister of
Public Education for All Americans wiped sweat from his brow.
This alien was
indeed dangerous. He was a terrorist of the first order. His words were germs
of a fatal disease.
Education on Earth
was, in fact, nothing more than indoctrination into the Group as the
fundamental unit of life. Imagine what might happen if the alien’s
communication took hold in the halls of the academy.
The Holy Minister
clicked on another audio message. This one was recently written by the staff of
the US Department of Public Relations. It would soon be released as profound
evidence of first human contact with extraterrestrial life:
“My dear brothers
and sisters. My name is Gantha and I come from a planet called Zifna, 428 light
years from planet Earth.
“I bring a
universal message of peace and love. We are many, and we seek your
participation in a multi-galactic council of elders.
“It is long past
the time for you to join us. A sufficient number of you have forged a deep
connection with our philosophy of cosmic unity. Your planet is now one whole,
owing to your advanced notion of relationship. You are all one mind, and we are
one mind, so it only remains for us to merge.
“Your collective
computer power has progressed to a stage where the merge can be accomplished
through our All Thing program. It is a beautiful process of sharing…”
The Holy Minister
sat back and massaged his temples.
The merge might be
a tough sell at first, but, yes, it would work. The population would buy it.
They had been well prepared.
The individual had
been reduced to dust in the wind. A staged disappearing act.
Without warning, an
image materialized in the air before him. The Holy Minister knew, without
knowing how he knew, that he was looking at the alien, the man who was just
“passing through.” And the alien was looking at him. And laughing.
The alien kept
laughing.
Minutes passed. The
Holy Minister thought he was going mad. He saw another world, a world Earth
could have been, if it had developed along completely different lines.
A thought repeated
over and over in his mind: “I am I, I am I, I am I.”
He felt an
awakening, a surge, and he did everything he could to stop it and repress it
and kill it.
Jon Rappoport
1 comment:
Yeah, we know all about it. We've been unknowing prisoners in an invisible prison, born into slavery. Are we not about to be sprung from this prison by galactic friends and a human resistance... to taste freedom for the first time? It's all coming to an end. The experiment is over. We could not see the prison bars. So why chastise us about our plight?
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