Synarchy Book 2: The Ascension (14 page)

“
Understanding the truth
about death doesn’t make it any less painful. I think it’s only
meant to shorten the time we grieve, give us some reassurance that
our loves aren’t lost, simply not here.”

“
Mm.” Marcello lapsed into a
brief, thoughtful, silence. “Regardless, I’ve been on Earth too
long without her.” He looked over at Matthew and extended his hand.
“My job here is almost done. Thank you for always being a good
friend, Matthew.”

As Matthew took Marcello’s hand, an odd
expression crossed his face. “Marcello, there’s something I need to
tell you.”

Marcello slowly shook his head. “Don’t
Matthew. I know.”

Matthew quirked a brow. “You know
what?”

“
I know you killed Mari.”
Marcello slowly frowned. “They made you prove it, didn’t they? Your
loyalty. And what better way to assure them that you have no ties
to the Terenzio family than to kill the Don’s wife, so to
speak.”

Matthew swallowed hard. “I’m so sorry,
Marcello. I tried to find a way around it—”

Marcello held up his hand. “And the
bottom line was there wasn’t one. It’s a heavy burden to carry,
isn’t it? Living with the evil that we’ll do for the sake of the
future.”

Matthew slowly nodded. “Yes, it is.” He
clasped Marc on the shoulder, squeezing gently. “You’re a good man,
Marcello. Take care.”

Marcello nodded, watching Matthew climb
out of the car.

Two weeks later, Matthew DeMarco was
shot and killed while walking home after a late night at work. The
police called it a robbery. Marcello called it even.

The Now

"We can't let things go on
like this. The world needs to change."

-Marilyn Terenzio

Chapter 7

"The intuitive mind is a sacred gift
and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a
society that honors the servant and has forgotten the
gift."

-Albert Einstein

June 12, 2012 - 11:21 AM

S.V.T. Think Tank

Alexandria, VA

I need you to pull back to Corrediago
Ortiz, Grams.”

“
What’s the story, lovie?”
Dr. Angela Knoxx, a.k.a Grams, pushed back the wide brim of her hat
and peered at Derek through the small screen.

“
Boss’s orders. He thinks
that if we’ve found what we think we’ve found, the bad guys are
going to come after you. So, back track until reinforcements get
there,” Derek said.

“
How long until
reinforcements get here?”

“
I’m not sure. He’s given us
a hell of an assignment in the meantime.”

“
Do tell.”

“
I’ll send you all the
details as soon as we get them. Robert should be here either today
or tomorrow. And listen, I don’t want you guys to be idle, either.
Do a little snooping and see what the locals know about the place.
If you can get some hard evidence on where the Brotherhood of Light
might be, all the better.” Grams had heard stories from the locals
of a group of holy beings that had formed a coven, were hiding in
the remains of the Mayan Cities, and called themselves the
Brotherhood of Light.

Grams nodded. “I’m sure we can find
something. All myths start from fact.”

“
True. If you need anything
else, just call.”

“
Will do, lovie. How are
things between you and my granddaughter?”

Derek spared a quick glance over at
Shirley, where she stood with Abe. He smiled as he looked back down
at the phone. “Just fine, Grams.”

“
Don’t wait forever. Those
are my words of wisdom for the day.” She winked. “We’ll let you
know when we’re back in Ortiz.”

Derek cleared his throat, hoping his
ears weren’t turning red. “I won’t. Wait forever, that is. It’s
just not the right time. Talk to you soon Grams.” He quickly hung
up, took a second to compose himself, and walked back into the lab.
“Grams is going to break down camp. What are the results from my
meditation session?”

“
We were just talking about
that. It’s actually pretty interesting.” Abe rolled the chair over
to his computer screen and brought up the results. “The average
adult takes twelve to twenty breaths per second. For the last
fifteen minutes of your session, you were down to 5. Tibetan Monks
can get theirs down to 3, so that’s impressive.” He glanced over at
the amused look Shirley was giving him and shrugged. “I was curious
so I Googled it. Anyway, we also saw increased blood flow to the
brain, a decrease in stress hormones, and greater muscle
relaxation. You were in a Theta brainwave state, commonly seen in
people who are day dreaming. People are also prone to get a lot of
creative ideas while in this state, which makes sense because we
saw a serious increase in functional awareness. The left prefrontal
cortex was also extremely active, and we all know that’s the part
of the brain that mediates our moods and emotions.”

Derek walked over to the coffee maker
and poured himself a cup while he listened. “What else?”

Shirley hip bumped Abe from the front
of the computer, and picked up the stylus, touching it to the
screen to move aside one window and bring forward another. “You
started out visualizing, right?”

Derek nodded. “The chakras, like you
suggested.”

“
While you were doing that,
your pineal gland was quite active. The pineal gland, that pine
cone shaped gland in the center of our brain, produces melatonin
and that affects our sleep/awake patterns. It’s also filled with
water. Think back to the discussion we had about how the mind can
affect water and that information becomes really interesting. It
also has the same rods and cones on its interior that are found in
your eyes,” Shirley said.

“
I did not know that,” Derek
admitted.

“
It’s not common knowledge.
The pineal gland, specifically yours while you were meditating, was
producing Dimethyltryptamine, DMT.”

Derek’s brow lifted. “Like the DMT
found in yopo and ajahusaca?”

“
Those exact Shamanic
potions. DMT is directly associated with time dilation, journeys to
paranormal realms, even encounters with mystical beings,” Shirley
said.

Derek gave a little shake of his head.
“Wow.”

“
From what I’ve briefly
read, your experience, on a biological level, is pretty standard.”
Shirley dropped the stylus, turning to look at Derek. “Studies are
showing that people who continue this practice for years are
actually making the brain stronger, in the same way you exercise
your muscles. This also directly relates to body functions, like
your nervous system.”

“
I did not know meditation
could be so effective in improving yourself.” Derek took a
thoughtful sip from his coffee mug. “That’s really
fascinating.”

“
How was it for you?” Abe
asked.

“
I really enjoyed it. There
were some moments of utter stillness, and peace. I felt loved. I
felt a lot of love, actually, and I don’t know where it came from.
I also had this feeling…” He paused, searching for the right word.
“It’s hard to explain. Like there was something just beyond my
consciousness, and I was approaching it. But I couldn’t tell you
what that was. Just a sense of something otherworldly.”

“
How do you feel now?”
Shirley asked.

“
I feel great,” Derek said,
smiling. “Despite the magnitude of what’s going on around us, I
feel very relaxed and very clear.”

“
Well, hang onto that brain
power, buddy. We’re going to need it, if we’re going to build
something of Nicola Tesla’s six times in less than six months.” Abe
stacked his feet up on the table.

“
Why don’t you go try it?”
Derek suggested.

“
I think that’s a great
idea.” Shirley looked over at Abe.

Abe pursed his lips together in
thought, eyeballing the Orgone Accumulator. “Nah. Not yet. Why
don’t you go for it, Shirley?”

“
Chicken.” Shirley teased,
but took off her lab coat. “I’ll go.”

§

Earth Day - June 13, 2012 – time does
not exist here

Hevan

Machanon City

Hevan was simply stunning. Alex found
its otherworldly beauty incomparable. Everything held a
consciousness, and here you could really feel it. The trees looked
life-like in their tall, reverent silence, beckoning a companion to
share stories with. Buildings of smooth white stone and sparkling
crystal dotted hills and decorated valleys. The sky was so unlike
that of Earth’s. It was an infinite window, an unobtrusive view of
the beauty of the cosmos. Hevan’s two purple moons hung low and
majestically in the sky, surrounded by slyly winking stars whose
light challenged the black backdrop they sat against.

“
Gabriel and I love this
view.” Archangel Michael walked out onto the balcony and stood next
to Alex, smiling serenely.

Alex’s brows furrowed in amusement,
right before his laughter came. “Forgive me, Michael, I’m just not
used to hearing that.”

Michael smiled. “I know. It would be
quite sacrilegious in your world to go around spreading rumors that
Michael the angel has spent the last three hundred years with a
male angel.”

“
You can just imagine the
uproar from certain religious factions,” Alex said through his
laughter.

“
Your race is going to get
quite the kick out of the real stories.” Michael’s eyes glowed with
his humor as he showed Alex into the sitting room.

“
I have to say, I’m a little
surprised to be here, Michael. I was told the Brotherhood of Light,
or rather the Ascended Masters, sent for me.” The Ascended Masters
were twelve souls that had broken through the veil and been able to
manifest their projected realities instantly. Jesus, whose very
existence had come into question thanks to the clever manipulation
of the Anunnaki, and the Brotherhood, was the most famous example
of those men and women.

“
They did, but since it is
such a busy time on Earth, they implored me to share this
information with you,” Michael said.

Alex nodded once. “Do you mind if I
have a cigar while we speak?”

“
Not at all. I’ll have one
with you.”

Alex removed two Cao golds and Michael
used the tip of his finger to light both before he continued. “As
unfortunate as violence is, on a soul level, the thirteen members
of the Brotherhood have agreed to be forcefully removed from their
current lifetime.” Before coming into physical form on planet
Earth, some souls had chosen to pick how their bodies would
die.

“
So, we can proceed as
planned.”

“
Yes. Your weather
predictions are nearly accurate. There will be some minor
earthquakes, and flooding, but nothing of disastrous proportions;
small hiccups as the Earth aligns with the Dark Rift, the center of
your galaxy. It is extremely important the Terenzios accomplish
their mission, especially where ELMINT is concerned.”

Alex nodded. “I assumed as
much.”

“
The destruction of the
Global Satellite System and electrical grids worldwide will open
the door to the new technologies of the future.”

“
There is some concern as to
how we will be able to communicate during that
juncture.”

“
The Sirians, while wishing
primarily to just observe, have agreed to donate the devices you’ll
need.” When Michael released the smoke from his cigar, a pair of
wings formed in the thin wisps.

Amusement drifted briefly over Alex’s
face. “What’s in the Cave of Creation, Michael?”

Michael smiled. “The most important
part of all of this. The Akashic Records are there. If it is not
opened, the activation energy that will come from the Dark Rift
will be nearly pointless.”

Alex’s eyes widened. “So, they do
exist.” The Akashic Records were the history of every soul on the
planet. Not just memories, but thoughts, feelings, intentions,
reaching all the way back to the dawn of creation. The humans of
Earth had lived in a state of forgetfulness about life before their
birth. The limitation of their knowledge had been necessary, but
that time was quickly passing.

“
Of course, they do. There
is not a race in the cosmos that does not have their own Akashic
Records. There is a very, very large one, safe guarded by the
Pleiadians that contains the memories of the source
itself.”

“
That must be an amazing
sight.” Alex puffed on his cigar, his exhalation of smoke not
nearly as entertaining as Michael’s. “This will work, yes? The
Ascension?”

Michel smiled reassuringly. “To speak
in mathematical terms, the vibration of a fully awake human is so
powerful that it only requires 144,000 people, worldwide, to be
able to carry the light of love, twenty fours a day, seven days a
week, to push you past the veil. You reached that number in 2010, a
few months after the oil spill in your Gulf of Mexico. It will
happen, Alexandro. Do not fear.”

“
I know I shouldn’t worry,
but no man, or other race, will give up control so easily.
Especially when he claims dominion over so much.”