Chapter 21
My Return

06/11/2026|The Intelligent Universe|Hologram Universe

1_OVERVIEW

I was watching their joy and listening to their sweet music and song when all of a sudden, all turned dark. My thoughts started reeling, and playing back each moment and each sound. I remembered the sweet smells. I recalled the sights so grand and the life so real. I remembered the toil and the sweat, the fear and the pain. Most of all I remembered the of Love, and the joy, the laugh, and the sing. I remembered right back to their existence in the beautiful Garden of Harmony. The last thing I heard was BOY’s calming voice, Two puffs, all is well.

2_THE REWIND

Then instantly, their world flashed before me, and all past-times I had seen whirled by me at a dizzying speed, as if time flew off a reel. Their world and all I had been shown was rewinding. As I watched time rewind, it seemed natural, for time to move either way. Either through my past-time or their forward-time each seemed to make sense to me. In a very strange way, I came back to the Nothing.

To my amazement, the Nothing now appeared to me, as I had felt when experiencing time-out. There were no thoughts or voices, just peace and a sense of total harmony. It was the same feeling. All senses of restful anticipation.

Something in time-out was happening. I hung there not knowing. Then I felt the same as if I was awakening from time-out again. I felt a sense of something new about to happen, and then the same kinds of events happened to me, again.

It started again in-the-beginning only this time there were no voices guiding me through. From the beginning I saw AZ Massive Energy blow the Nothingness apart. The massive burst of energy lit all, all of the Nothing. AZ

Vision created another new Universe. I knew this new Universe would also to be born by AZ Vision, and maybe a new set of Codes.

I also knew from my experiences the Codes will fill all the dimensions and access all allusions. In a Universe with dimensions and allusions, I saw Substance come again to start the Codes. I knew instinctively it was AZ Vision to defeat the Entropy and create a form of life that can vision, Harmony.

Great clouds of gasses gathered and their masses formed great sparkling stars. Stars appeared in huge numbers and gathered into large circling formations. Then many stars self-destruct, and new stars were born, all through the Codes.

I was drawn to a certain group of stars whirling through a moving mass of close circling stars. The stars of this group then flung widely apart and an average orange coloured star appeared. Flung out from the spinning star were diffuse clouds of heavier particles that then circled the star.

3_THE RETURN

I felt large clouds of particles flying all about me. The flying objects collided continually and many pieces gathered more pieces.

The pieces gathered and grew into large orbs. Large orbs hit around me and away from me. Planets were gathering together around the star and they became bigger and rounder. I looked down upon the forming molten pieces.

I was drawn to one solid orb in a warming area of its star. A smaller orb hit it and a large collision occurred. Great chunks from the debris shot into the sky. The chunks gathered together around the larger orb and a moon appeared to circle around it.

The sky turned blue and forests appeared. The lands became lush Then creatures appeared from the smallest to the largest and life abounded. Beasts that lived off living creatures created fear everywhere.

Then there were people. The people struggled and fought each moment to survive. People knew fear, more than any other sense. All people suffered of misery and short life.

4_THE GROUPS

They started with fire, and family gathered around the fire. People then gathered in groups around the fire for all it gave. The groups feared each other and fought against and killed each other. Death was imminent and revenge ruled the defeated. The voices-of-destruction were firmly set amongst all the peoples.

The warfare brought about leaders who ruled ruthlessly. Some were generous allowing a form of peace or kind to their new slaves. Some were very harsh and killed all in torturous acts. People lived and died at the whim of rulers.

Small groups sought to find peace and harmony. Others set out to destroy them.

Some groups built walls. Some groups built weapons to crumble walls. Some built better walls. Some built better weapons to crumble the better walls. Carnage among peoples was rampant. There was no one group could unite them all. The ones who tried with force left carnage and misery in their wake. The voices-of-destruction were everywhere.

Was this really my home planet Earth or am I somewhere else? I felt depressed. I only lived in my time. I have lived and never known war on my doorstep. Yet war and killing is all around me. It seems to never stop. It does never stop. I realized it cannot stop. It is set within us that there is no other way.

I have heard many gory stories of the past-time. I had never seen the stories with my own eyes, just war glamorized movies. I guess I had become immune to them. But now I am seeing them unlike ever before. My mind was reeling. Time became blurred.

Then I felt clothed but unable to move. My thoughts were outside of me. My thoughts came to my being and all my senses shook within me.

With heavy breaths I started to feel air inside me. I found myself laying on the grassy lea where I started. As I breathed deeply I noticed the Sun was still not set.

I released the tufts of grass in my hands and saw my watch was intact on my wrist. I looked to see and the time had not changed. All things looked as they were before. I sat up and I felt weight come upon me. I looked all around and my world seemed the same yet somehow different.

I picked up my glasses then stood and looked around. The air hung in front of me and I choked a little as I inhaled. I picked up my vest, tightened my belt, and looked over the river. The river still sparkled with colours, a little subdued, not as many, or as bright as I’ve seen. It was evening. My eye caught a sparkle of a plastic bag along the river’s far shore. Somehow that stood out to me. How did that stand out, I thought? It is so very far away.

I turned and took a few steps toward the trail. I had crawled up high and noticed there were two trails back to my town. My eyes then caught a reflection in the bush on one trail nearby. I looked. Someone had dropped a drink can and a plastic diaper was disposed of in the bush. I guess I just never looked that deep before.

I heard birds. The sounds seemed few and quite distant. I turned back and looked for the cave and it was hidden as before.

As I was walking on this new trail back home, I could see a forest stretching over the far hillside. A wide blaze was cut through the middle and off to the sides. A huge powerline stretched beyond my sight. It was hidden on the other trail that I came up. A faint yellow haze covered the town below. I looked higher and a jet streak crossed the sky.

I must reach home, I have much to do. Taking a deep breath and slowly shuffling a few steps toward home, I looked at my world and wondered why had I not noticed these things before?

Walking the trail my eyes darted here and there. I found there was a tiny streak of colours came from a trickle off the path. I followed the colourful streak up the hill. I found the streaks came from an old abandoned car. What happened? Is my world coming apart? Did I just not notice before?

When I was back on the trail a bike rider from behind me yelled ‘beep beep’. I moved aside and when he passed and sped away he dropped a wrapper on the trail. I picked up the wrapper and carried on. My thoughts were of some confusion. Is this really my home? I felt I had just left and returned right away. It was only a short while ago that I left, an instant in fact.

5_THE APPEARANCE

I walked looking at the ground, and to my feet, and travelled numbingly down the trail. I felt as if my being was inadequate to the voices expectations. Who am I to have seen such wonders? Then, as I rounded the first turn, I was startled, Shivers ran up my backbone. I yelled and my knees buckled.

My face scraped the rocks on the hillside. I fell to the ground. I laid there face down not believing. I noticed blood flowing from my head onto my hand. I felt like I passed out. Then a hand was placed on the top of my head. My body shook inside. My being came alive as if lifting from the ground.

As my eyes slowly opened I stood. The blood was already setting on my hand and I could not hold back the tears. My mind churning, my breath panting, my eyes felt glazed. This cannot be. I stood face to face with AMI and BOY. There they were. They wore fibre clothing and carried sachels around their waist. They looked as I last saw them. AMI wore a crown of her favorite flowers. BOY wore a wreath of feathers. They raised their palms while laying a feather on the ground before me.

I wept with feelings. They were there before me and have responded to my being here and now in my Universe, on my Earth. I raised my arms with my palms facing them and smiled. They both smiled at me and raised all their palms to me. The palms of our hands all touched and we held them there. It was like magic. I felt the sensation of their being inside me. They were physical, like me. I could touch them.

As I reached I grabbed AMI in a hug. I had touched her. She was substance like me. As I brought my face to her, she lifted her arms to hug me and her tunic fell aside and her shoulder appeared. As I looked, there it was. It was the scar with the little dots from the Long-tooth’s claws. They were real.

I grabbed BOY and hugged him. He smiled and hugged me. Then they both hugged me. Somehow the hugs gave me a feeling and I broke out in tears. I cried. My eyes full of tears. They were substance, just like me. I said;

This cannot be you, yet you are here and I sense you, in all ways.

I pinched myself and it still hurt. AMI put her hand under my chin and lifted my eyes to hers. She placed a leaf with some substance in it on my face and on my hand. I noticed my shaking hands showed no blood. Did I imagine it? I smiled deeper. My emotions overcame me.

Your wonder led you to us. You have seen of the Good and the of Love. A great Vision is now known.

I felt like melting butter.

What you have witnessed must be known. It is up to you, if you choose to write the stories.

6_THE SCRIBEMENT

I sputtered, how could I write of all I have seen? The wonders are such I cannot put into words. I am not of great words, what if I fail you in words? BOY said;

The voices-of-destruction will deride, and diverse your words. All is simple to picture. The picture is the Vision, each, of their own.

As our gift to you, we give scribement, of the marks on the wall. The marks on the wall, tell it all. This scribement we give you is attached to another dimension and It exists only to you. We hope for your people to know, you will write of your journey.

I stood thinking with my mouth wide open, what can my writing accomplish, there are so many distractions? Why would they believe anything I have to tell them? BOY answered my thoughts,

AZ has no interest in what others believe. AZ has no interest in what they do not believe. AZ has interest only, in Visions of Good.

Think of all. Start with one. AZ has sent many messengers before to your Universe. Those of weak wonder have not understood.

What then must I do? I will do as you ask.

A Vision alone has little meaning, if not to share. You are to find one more. There is simplicity to Harmony. Others will come.

What then of the children, they are as family to me. Can I ever know their deeds and their fate?

You will learn of the children, their great deeds and their tragedies, when others ask of it. Your wonder has just begun.

Start your future, and we will see you in our Harmony. We hope to see you in yours. Remember two puffs, and we will know all is well.

AMI pointed to my haze covered city below where I lived.

Look back, to your future.

I turned and looked down the path to my home. I ran and did not look back. Excitement poured throughout me as I entered my home.

7_THE WORDS

First I had thoughts of many people then remembered my task. I prepared, I paced. I poured over the scribement, and all memories came to me. I wrote and I wrote.

I broke pencils and ripped papers. I cried and I laughed. I feared and I loved. Where I felt strong emotions, I stopped and took many deep breaths.

I then started typing and I have used words that I know, and some I did not know. I have written for my children and theirs, for those I love and have loved. For all those who may wonder and can find time for love in their lives.

It seems to be asked by each of us, deep inside. Be it real, or dream of fantasy. Be it fact, or lunacy. We ask, is it possible? Does Harmony exist? Some say yes, some say no. many don’t care. Each their own reason why.

Some say Harmony does not exist. They claim all existence has been to no avail and mortal life is the end for the life experience. Some say Harmony exists but wonder what is it? How can it exist, and why does it exist?

I have seen something renascent emerge from the human existence to exist outside the human form, in a different dimension, in a different form of time.

There is a reason why our Universe is locked in eternal battle and a reason why Harmony must exist. Yes, because Vision makes it so. They say, certain living forms can ponder questions and create wonder.

They say Wonder is an emergent property of Vision. Vision has confirmed, Harmony exists and it started in the Beginning. The Beginning is only part of the forever. We all vision past-time, be it some or more. Harmony be made of past-time. We are all in this instant, and each instant before. No more, no less.

We feel time exists, but what does that mean? Sometimes slow, sometimes fast, can time really stand still? Can time be unified? Could all time exist as one? Yes to all. This is Harmony. It is a place where memories exist and time leads everywhere.

I thought of AMI and BOY. I thought of the children I came to know, each of them. How long would each of them survive? What dangers will they face? How will each die? What legacy will each leave? Can I ever know these things?

What more can there be? All is clear and of consequence. This is not the end. The end is only the beginning.

I have placed it all in words. I have written all as I have seen. I have run out of words and must stop. Thank you AMI and BOY for the most exciting journey and the hope people need. I need to find my meds and brew a cup of fiber tea.

8_OBY AND MIA

When I finished I heard a knock on my door. I peeked out and saw my neighbours Oby and Mia at my door. They were smiling and waving. I opened my door and Oby said,

Hello, We have enjoyed being your neighbour, but we are moving away, our job here is done. We saw you coming home from the trail. You have met AZ messengers, LUAS and LUAP. We know that trail and it has many surprises. We know you will enjoy it again. Two puffs, all is well.

They departed and I stared at them as they walked over to the trail. Wait a minute Oby, BOY, Mia, AMI. AMI and BOY. Confused as I was I knew the answer will be. I must walk to the trail and experience the rest of the story.

IS THIS THE BEGINNING THROUGH TO THE END OR THE END THROUGH TO THE BEGINNING.

Luas Luap

Have a happy day, and don’t forget to laugh.

Carl Sagan:

“We are a way for the universe to know itself”

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