Crimes Against Time

By W.E. Powelson

Until the year 2042, life on this planet was 3000 years behind on its intended evolutionary path towards ultimate knowledge. We were so far behind in fact that the entire planet was in dire peril of total annihilation; either by its own hand or by forces within the Universe that we should have (by then), learned to control.

Knowledge itself is the key to all power. When a few individuals with power suppress valuable knowledge and withhold it from the masses (Sometimes for centuries) for their own ignorant and selfish reasons, it effectively stunts evolution. It hinders humanity and curtails the overall progress of mankind as a whole.
Though there are no laws on the books concerning such crimes; nor has there ever been a prosecution of such an offense; the long-term suppression of knowledge is considered by the creators of humanity as CRIMES AGAINST TIME!

World History is riddled with such crimes against time. Our evolutionary progress (whether we want to accept this or not) has consistently been slowed to a snail's pace by antiquated, pessimistic and negative traditional beliefs all around the world, since the earliest recorded history of life on this planet. We're speaking precisely of the Crusades; the inquisitions; the Witch Hunts; the execution of Giordano Bruno; the persecution of Galileo and the persistent denial of evolutionary laws of nature.
Criminal suppression of knowledge proceeds all the way into more current times as well. Our accumulation of valuable knowledge is currently being hindered and impeded by the sanctimonious suppression of stem-cell research; cloning; and all manner of potentially beneficiary medical and scientific advancement.

Prior to 2042, we the masses were repeatedly being deprived of technological break-through knowledge that could have and should have catapulted humanity on the evolutionary scale by as much as three thousand years beyond our feeble status at that time.
This is the story of two soul mates who combine their brilliant intellects to invent a device that helps level the playing field. It rapidly accelerates the evolution of mankind; thus re-capturing those lost 3,000 years and saves planet earth from a horrible fate.

Our heroes accomplish what history had failed to do and they accomplish it in barely three years’ time. They resolve Einstein's Unified Field Theory, String Theory and Brane Theory in one fell swoop by proving that those theories are indeed valid, correct and usable theories. They also use that knowledge contained within those unification theories to unify the world in more ways than one.
They succeed almost by accident as they subsequently unravel virtually all the mysteries of the ages.
Unifying the four forces of nature is only the beginning. As they continue, they answer the more monumental riddles and questions of time immemorial: Does God actually exist? Who or what is God? What is the meaning and purpose of life? Why are we here? What (exactly) happens after death? Is there a Heaven or a Hell? What is Time? Is infinity a reality?
Our hero and heroine meet an entity responsible for our creation, our universe, and many others as well. The lovable entity does not approve of the term God. It prefers instead to be referred to as Universal Knowledge (or UnK). Together, our physicist heroes work hand in hand with UnK to unify science with itself and also with religion; thus creating one new religion for all of mankind which forever after will remain at the head of science, (rather than its doubter).

It does not occur without consequence. With the help and powers of the entity called UnK, the new religion totally shatters all of the world's traditional religious beliefs, almost overnight. It leads to a mini-religious-war that ends in a very spectacular way.
Reading is believing. This amazing tale could actually occur sometime in the not too distant future.

• Language: English
• Publisher: W.E. Powelson
• Release date: Sep 27, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301080441

W.E. Powelson

W.E. (Bill) Powelson hails from the deep South Texas border town of McAllen. He is currently retired (err-uhh, unemployable) and living happily in Daytona Beach, Florida, on the twelve dollars and fifteen cents he saved as a working Honky-Tonk drummer.After a lifelong (50-year) career playing music (drums) for his supper, he is now in his golden years and has discovered that writing for the fun of it helps to keep a smile on his face. He is the author of five digital (html) e-books on the art of drumming; all of which may be viewed and studied online (or off), by going to “The Homestudy Institute of Drums” on the World Wide Web. (Just do a Google search for Bill Powelson.)If you are seeking help with Smashwords Meatgrinder Formatting, e-mail him. Bill will be happy to help in every way he can, plus (if you prefer) he will format your e-books according to Smashwords specs for a fee of $20 per each 100 pages.NOTE: If you are trying to use Word Starter to do your Meatgrinder formatting, feel free to e-mail Bill for free tips that may save you weeks of frustration.

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Introduction

This is a story of hope. It’s a story of major change in this World we know so well (and many other Worlds of which we know nothing). It is the tale of two brilliant soulmates (soon to be married) who, in the 2040’s, unexpectedly solve all the great riddles and mysteries of the ages with one simple invention.

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By the mid-2020’s, science and religion had reached a stalemated-standoff regarding the truth and proof of mankind’s arrival, existence, purpose and death. Our brilliant couple; both with genius-level IQ’s and degrees from MIT, inadvertently tackle the seemingly improvable theories of Unification (and Brane theory to be more specific).

In the early and first half of the 21st Century the concentrated objective of science was to merge Quantum Theory (the science of the very small) with that of Cosmological theories (the science of the large). Our most famous scientist, Albert Einstein, had devoted a lifetime towards solving those Unification enigmas, but he had not succeeded completely; (Except for the addition of ‘Time’ as one of the spatial dimensions.) That brilliant insight or designation of Time as a dimension, served as a clue to the future theorists who followed and then continued his struggle for ultimate knowledge. This brought about even deeper theories.

The equations of String Theory, Super String theory or the Theory of Everything (TOE) and Membrane (aka; ‘M’ or ‘Brane’) theory all evolved as a result of Einstein’s initial efforts. The newer theories suggested beautiful solutions to the problem of Unification, but none of them proved much if anything at the time. Those brilliant solutions simply failed to offer any suggestions of proof. The theories were just beautiful theories and nothing more. They offered potential solutions to total Unification of all the forces of nature but there was no apparent way to actually prove that the brilliant theories were in fact, correct. The science community appeared to be stumped. That is; until the arrival of Molly Sebastian and Devrie Stanton PhD.

As a team, the two lovers combine their brilliant intellects to invent a device which at first glance doesn’t seem to be related at all to the problems of Unification. They both experience one brilliant epiphany after another. Those epiphanies lead to a method and eventually a miraculous microscopic device that provides experimental validation of all the theories. They find themselves privy to inarguable proof of Relativity, Brane Theory and all the theories in-between.

In so doing, their new device opens completely new territories of exploration for both the science and religious communities. The amazing new device allows them to explore other bubbleverses that are nearly identical to our own. Eventually they pioneer new trails into an additional seven spatial-dimensions to which earthlings and mankind are not attuned to perceive.

As they explore those seven spatial dimensions they encounter an entity they nickname UnK. Their discovery and resulting acquaintance with UnK leads them to team-up with the quite lovable entity to install a completely logical, new and provable religion that will absorb all of the many other religions on the planet. It is to become a religion of pure and absolutely provable fact, based entirely in science. In fact it is to become a religion that will completely unify all-religions under one roof. It shall become a religion that will sit at the very head of science.

This very ambitious endeavor does not occur without complications though it unleashes a firestorm of evolutionary growth for planet Earth. The new knowledge they acquire from UnK quickly catapults planet Earth five centuries ahead of its current intellectual status and puts a final end to all the previous and future Crimes Against Time.

Prologue

A SPECIAL NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: If this Prologue causes you to glaze-over, just skip it and go immediately to Chapter 1. This totally intriguing story begins there anyway and it’s a much more engrossing read. This Prologue is simply an attempt to encapsulate the nearly 5,000 years of very deep science and 5,000 years of totally confusing religion that lead up to the story. You do not necessarily need the science or the religion to enjoy the story.

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IN SCIENCE: Astute theory and ingenious math must always point toward and then exquisitely describe a unified world. It's an unwritten rule! A theory of everything must unify everything, or it says nothing. Newton, Einstein, Bohr and Hawking all knew it; they demanded it and they all generally agreed on that one initial basic thread of rationality.

Until the mid-2020's that unity describing our World was woefully non-existent. Even the World's most esteemed theologians, when pressed, all agreed with the physicists on the need to unify science with religion, but they were all at odds and without much agreement at all as to how it might be accomplished. The two schools of thought were simply much too far apart to ever agree on much of anything at all.

In the late 20th century; the String theorists; the Super String theorists; and the Brane or 'M'emBRANE theorists continued to carry the guiding torch of unity-truth even further. As the deeper complexities of their own ideas, thoughts and explanations grew, even they tended to often bog in the mire of confusion. Yet, they did seem to be onto something that they just couldn't quite yet prove, definitively. Absolute unification-truth was a sly, cagey and illusive beast. Once resolved however, it seemed to mask a distinct possibility that science might become religion and religion might become science.

EVERYTHING MUST TALLY IN A SIMPLE AND BEAUTIFUL WAY!

That is an obvious intuitive assessment that tends to be the underlying thread of all the great thinkers of our history, (religious and scientific alike).

The Universe is a Symphony. Our philosophies, equations and science must describe it exactly that way, or leave us expectant of error. Our collective intuitive common-sense dictates it. It seems to demand it. As Albert Einstein so brilliantly remarked, God does not play dice.

Pythagoras first implied a symphonic connection to the universe with his Pythagorean tetractys. He saw and felt an intuitive connection between the orchestral-symphony and the intuitive symphonic-physical-reality of our immense cosmos as a whole. He called it a harmony of the spheres. His thinking tended to imply that an orchestral-symphony was an abstract of the universe as a whole; and that the entire universe was God's personal orchestral symphony.

Those wise and intuitive thoughts bear the soundings of a gong, or huge bell. It rings loudly with obvious inescapable truths. It demands that all coherent truths must compliment and support each other at all costs . . . or they will most likely signal error and die.

Einstein's Relativity begged for Unity. He added time as a dimension and the Unity coalesced just a little; but not nearly enough to ring the gong.

The string theorists introduced additional dimensions and the unification fused a bit more. The theory had merits, but quietly failed to tally in all its distant corners.

Later - Super-string theory (known formerly as string theory), became known as the Theory of Everything (TOE), because it is a unifying physics-theory that reconciles the differences between quantum theory and the theory of relativity. It attempts to definitively explain the nature of all known forces and matter. It came to us with additional dimensions and additional cohesiveness. It offered a much clearer view of everything. It offered a more complete picture of the cosmos; the quantum world and near-glimpses of the ever evasive unification-truth. But, something was still missing. The metaphorical gong still remained silent; or at best, it clanked just one solitary muffled clank.

Later the Brane or MemBRANE theorists bolstered the theories even more. Parallel Multiverses and the potentiality of an infinite cosmos of replicated, parallel 'Bubble-verses' separated by thin membranes, added more unity. Their visions and their difficult to dispute equations suggested a sea of multiple universes all in imitation of one another: It defined even more cohesiveness! The theories were beautifully complex and yet simplistically harmonious. 'M' theory or Brane theory as it was dubbed, offered a virtual description of EVERYTHING from the Quantum to the Multiverse concept. It tended to reverberate with unification-truth. Yet, the final assessment was still not 100% acceptable. Brane theory lacked experimental proof. There was still no reverberant, resounding crash, of the metaphorical gong. The rhythm section of our Universal Symphony was not ready to be heard and felt.

By the turn of the 21st century, the coherence was gathering, but still grossly incomplete. The superlative theories all seemed to agree quite a lot in detail, but absolute provable unification persistently remained elusive. No one had designed an experimental way to prove beyond all doubt, conclusively, that those brilliant theories were in fact correct. The theories remained as intellectual conjecture within the minds of all our brightest and most educated theoretical physicists. Many still argued and many theologians of the religious community refused to listen at all. It was there that it all seemed to stall, without a solid way to prove itself.

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In 1998, within a beautiful bedroom-berg of Northwest Boston, in the city of Somerville, Massachusetts, a brilliant lad was born. As a toddler he displayed exemplary intelligence. He was deemed as obviously special, even before he began to walk and talk. At the age of 5 or 6, he began serious play with telescopes, microscopes, lab rats and other scientific toys. His play was more like adult play. He tended to be a loner and quietly kept to himself. He abused the poor defenseless rats in the spirit of scientific wonder and passionately amused himself intellectually, by the hour. He tended to analyze everything he saw. In his childlike way, he began keeping mental journals of his thoughts, experiments and conclusions.

His parents were good Christian people. He was reared a Christian and attended all manner of Christian indoctrinations: bible classes, summer camps, Sunday morning worships, evening worships, Wednesday night worships and prayers. He developed a morally ingrained devotion to a God, whom he could neither see, touch, hear or feel.

By age 10 he began to harbor great doubts concerning the 'Book of Truth', called the Bible. It seemed to begin with one fabrication, followed by another and yet another. He truly wanted to believe, but there was very little harmony or unity within the mythical sounding tall-tales of how this world began. It all seemed to sound more like fairy-tales, myth and legend, than truth.

By age 11, he began to study and research all the other 400 to 6,000 religions of this confused world. None agreed with the other.

In absolute horror he learned that most of the wars throughout history had been fought with huge masses of innocent people dying and suffering to defend their own religious beliefs over all the others. It began to represent a sacrilege of the first magnitude to him. Millions had died and suffered unimaginably in defense of the tall-tales and ghost-stories they had been taught and sometimes forced to believe. The other religions were all pretty much the same. He found them all to be based mostly on hopes, fantasies, myths and legends. He saw very little in the so-called divine teachings that could be verified or proven, scientifically.

For example: If a human were to spend three days in the belly of a whale, they would most probably resemble vomit, if regurgitated. It is very doubtful they would survive the ordeal alive.

He was told: Believe it and live it or you'll spend eternity in Hell! That was the only answer he received when he asked his religious teachers the really tough questions. No unity! All the religions tended to resound with a consistent deafening empty silence; without any hint of a unity gong! The entire metaphorical Symphony appeared to be out-to-lunch, (or on a Hashish break).

Yet he couldn't shake the notion of a Supreme Intelligence (aka God). He continued to devoutly believe intuitively that the remarkable miracle of life itself bore all the unmistakable markings of a deity, or the hand of a super intelligence much, much greater than the sum of all the knowledge of humankind. The world was seeking truths, but could not find solid provable answers, anywhere it looked. If their minds weren't brain-washed shut with the blind-faith indoctrinations of youth, all they saw were half-truths, partial explanations and an over-abundance of fabrications. Those fabrications were backed with an imposed fear-of-the-unknown and a guarantee of malicious reprisals by a vengeful, hateful and merciless God. Man was not allowed to doubt 'The Word of God". Should any heretic dare question 'The Good Book', they could expect to be completely ostracized and condemned by the religious community. Religious doubts could and quite possibly would, cause one to be burned at the stake, or risk the uncomfortable removal of their heads, in many cases.

A God of some sort must exist, young Devrie thought. Everything we touch is so majestically and meticulously planned; beginning with the beauty of a flower, to the immense complexity of the human mind. To the depths of his soul, he knew there was a reigning intellect (aka God) somewhere. He wanted to help prove it scientifically. Proving it became his singular goal in life.

By age 13 he had become a confirmed agnostic. He believed devoutly in a supreme-being, but saw little truth in any of the religions that tried in vain to frighten him into believing the divinely inspired, but humanly-imposed rules, legends and fairy-tales.

His own inner-awareness amused him most. His own consciousness seemed to provide a greater proof of a supreme deity than all of the religious banter he had heard thus far. Obvious evidence of God appeared everywhere with only minimal thought! At which point young Devrie began studying the words of all the great philosophers: Aristotle, Epicurus, Plato and Rene’ Descartes and many, many others.

He was particularly drawn to Descartes, who said: I think, therefore I am. Of all the truths he had devoured in his young years, that one statement became his driving force. It became the driving singular truth of his amazing intellect. It stuck with him and continually drove him in directions that would one day lead to all the answers everyone was seeking.

Unity! The more he thought about that short phrase: I think, therefore I am and the more he analyzed it, the more it began to seem like it held the ultimate truth of all truths. It was a legendary clue, or an alert, that the truth might find full illumination within that brilliant light we call the mind. That one simple and easy to comprehend Descartes' statement, given proper thought, became his ultimate profundity that seemed to quietly offer a passkey and a secret code to all unity. With the help of a great woman, he would eventually use it to unlock ALL the mysteries of time immemorial, someday.

Descartes' point was this: Without our mental perceptions, there is nothing. Nothing exists, without a conscious-mind to perceive. It's a simple truth that no intellect, however great, can challenge.

Comprehension of that singular thought was the thing that would cause Devrie our hero, to fervently believe that all the secrets of precious unity would one day be discovered well hidden, deep within the human mind. Those secrets of unity would be found within the miracle residing within every skull of every living human. He knew it intuitively! It was as if a mallet-stricken gong was trying to reverberate like thunder.

Occurring soon after that, our young genius began developing a theory that could and would eventually bring all the sciences and religions of the world together and in total harmony with each other.

It would also bring all the varied sciences of the world together into a unified coherence with what would essentially become synonymous with one and only one religion. Complete religious and scientific unity became his burning passion in life!

One truth! he thought. One undisputed explanation! One truth surely must exist as certainly as the sun and moon exist, (whether they actually do or not). That one truth would bring unity and peace to a world in chaos, if only he could find it.

It became Devrie’s lifelong quest at age-13 to discover unified-truth. His aim was to discover a God, or something like a God, at the head of an indisputable science that would bring all the disagreements of the ages . . . to a final end, once and for all.

It became his wish to see Religion survive intact, but totally agree with all the known, proven facts of science. He was certain that a God should be the ultimate founder of science and not the doubter, ignoring the known scientifically proven facts. Science too would advance and finally be in total agreement with a new and absolutely believable religion; based entirely in truth and truth only. All the forces of nature would be unified as a part of both. The world begged for someone to pull it all together into something provable, indisputable and absolutely correct.

This became his quest and lifelong ambition as he entered adulthood. It was a lasting lifelong ambition that began when young Devrie Stanton was just 13 years old. Even at a young age he was probably already eons ahead of all the genius minds that had gone before him. He was already seeing the connections! He already knew he could make them tally into unified truth. All he needed was the time and maybe the right woman to help him do it.

At age 42 he finally met and married Molly Sebastian, the woman who would ultimately show him how to do it right!

This is their amazing story . . .

(Listen . . . as the vibrant reverberating crescendo of a 40" mallet-stricken gong ripples the quiet air into a rolling thunder, rattling the delicate fabric of space-time itself . . .)

Chapter 1: Crises in an Image.

9:00 AM, Monday February 20, 2040:

1600 Pennsylvania Ave., Washington DC

The newly elected and inaugurated president, Philip J. Simon, sat leisurely thinking at his huge desk inside the Oval Office. There was a short lull before his next appointment. He took a minute to gaze out the bullet-proof windows towards Pennsylvania Avenue. Everything looked totally normal in every way. A brilliant 9:00 AM Monday morning sun blazed through the window. It was a cloudless day; the sky was azure blue and crystal clear. A little lingering muddy-snow remained in the gutters of the street and in a few other areas where the sun didn't directly reach. Otherwise, it was looking as if the worst of winter had past. The temperature outside was an unusually comfortable 62* Fahrenheit. The president felt good about that, as he hoped for an early spring.

As the President stared out the window in a semi-daydream, something fluttered in the periphery of his vision: Something strange indeed! A quick glance to his immediate left, offered a fluttering view; an image that looked very much like a 3-D Holovision screen, but he knew instinctively there wasn't any HV in that area of the Oval Office. He was in shock, for a second, as the image fluttered again and then came into full view. It was a standing image of what appeared to be a doppelganger of himself. Slowly over the next couple of seconds the image became much, much clearer. Was it a 3-D hologram? It looked as real as any real human could look. It was either him, or it was someone who appeared to look exactly like him. The apparition stood very much at ease, with his hands folded unthreateningly behind his back. There was a calm, somber, but friendly smile on his intelligent face and a hint of a twinkle in his eye. The apparition had appeared out of thin air.

President Simon at his desk was taken aback. There was no way anyone could enter the Oval Office unannounced. It just couldn't happen! But . . . it just did happen.

President Simon popped the intercom button and chortled a quick, Hey Andy, look in here a moment! to Andy Miles, the security agent on duty, in the next room. Andy poked his head into the Oval Office, with a half-eaten doughnut still in his mouth. His intelligent eyes nearly bugged completely out of his skull as he froze for an instant in apparent confusion. He instinctively drew his weapon from the shoulder holster inside his top coat before it dawned on him that he was about to draw-down on what appeared to be the president himself. To shoot might prove to be a major embarrassment! So, he pointed the Sig P-229-X at the floor, with squinted eyes fixed directly on the impossibility he was observing. He clenched his teeth a little. The doughnut seemed to hang precariously in limbo!

Which one is the real you Phil, err . . . sir? he mumbled through clenched teeth and a doughnut in near-perfect limbo. A few doughnut crumbs sprinkled to the floor, like freshly fallen snow. Then he grabbed the remaining piece of doughnut from his mouth and flung it through the air and directly into the nearest waste basket. A perfect bull’s-eye! The doughnut was now history and he wiped his sugar crusted mouth with a spare hand.

Then, the training kicked in! I'm calling for the team! He immediately popped his lapel microphone to the transmit mode with a free hand and whispered softly, All agents to the Oval Office immediately. We have an emergency! Alert the yard and put everyone on standby. Code Red! Oval Office! I repeat; Code Red! Oval Office! Secure the perimeter!

The apparition smiled a much too familiar embarrassed smile back at Andy and finally spoke, Relax Andy, there's no real threat here. I'll explain. Just give me a chance.

You have the floor, err . . . uhh . . . Mr. President. What the heck gives here?

Within seconds, a team of four additional agents crowded into the doorway behind Andy. Most had guns drawn as well. Then, as the scene registered in their individual minds, the double-takes were contagious and almost comical. Not one of the men knew what to do in this situation. Two of the men by-passed Andy and took up guardian positions surrounding the real president behind the desk. Then it slowly occurred to all of them that the other guy, the double, might just be the REAL president! How were they to be sure? The two men looked exactly alike. This unexpected scenario just had not been in the text-books at Langley. Puzzlement was rampant around the room.

Andy signaled with his free arm for the others to remain calm and then he spoke, Go ahead Mr. . . . whoever you are. Just DO NOT make any sudden moves! He said it with all the authority of the U.S. government. A lifetime of law enforcement experience was clearly audible in his voice.

The real Philip J. Simon remained motionless at his desk. His jaw had gone totally slack. He looked both terrified and just as equally . . . humorously amused. He was in total disbelief and in near-denial of what his eyes claimed to be seeing.

Then the apparition began to speak, I am President Philip J. Simon, from Parallel B1-S3. B1-S3 is a bubbleverse, very near this bubbleverse you live on. We call your parallel bubbleverse B1-S8. The two parallel universes are nearly, but not exactly identical. He turned occasionally to look at each of the men in the room. Scientists have recently mastered this art of Parallel Multiverse transcendence. Isn't it awesome? I'm as real as your Philip J. Simon sitting there at his desk. I am an exact double of President Simon, here on earth. But, in my own reality, I am the current President of B1-S3. We in parallel worlds and are all Doppelgangers or doubles, of each other. Andy! You have a double on B1-S3; he is my closest aid. He is also one of my closest friends and associates, just as you are to President Simon, here on earth. Don't foolishly waste your bullets on me. You'll only blow holes in the wall and become a laughing stock. Your double and I on B1-S3 would both hate that.

I have a purpose for being here. I apologize for appearing unannounced, but you might not have believed me, if I had done it any other way. The apparition continued, I'll try to be brief so that we can get on with our day. I think you will agree that my reason for being here is very important, or I wouldn't waste our time this way. I have other important things to do as well.

"So that you will all completely understand my reasoning, I may need to explain about the parallel cosmos. Brane theory, or as it is sometimes labeled, 'M'emBRANE theory is very real. The fact that you are seeing me at this moment, should provide all the proof you will need. 'M'emBrane or Brane theory has been conquered without a doubt, by one Dr. Devrie Stanton. He has a double on each and every parallel universe that exists. He was the first to transcend the barriers between our parallel worlds. He invented the processes that allow me to visit you this way, right now. In fact we think he has perfected it far beyond what you see me doing here. If he hasn't, he soon may. He is the master of parallel transcendence and the manipulation of holographic transmission, to a point of potentially making it a worrisome new power.

We (our scientists) worry that the implications of Dr. Devrie Stanton's new technology may bring with it an increase in world-wide instability, moral decline and possible anarchy, en-masse. Yes! It is that powerful and it is possibly even more powerful than many of our greatest intellects might suspect.

Dr. Devrie Stanton PhD, of our parallel has always been one of the most respected theoretical, experimental, astrophysicists within the entire Brane Cosmos. He has degrees in computer science and neuroscience that compliment his PhD in experimental Physics. Dr. Stanton is a genius and has accumulated a list of other academic credentials, as long as my arm.

I felt a need to warn you in person, in just this way, or you might not have believed this admittedly outrageous story.

Dr. Devrie Stanton has learned to slip in and out of various bubbleverses without anyone knowing his where-abouts. We suspect he has learned to rearrange time and reality. We think he can manipulate them as if they were his personal toys. Though we have no evidence of any crimes he has committed, we fear his new power. The knowledge he possesses is potentially dangerous to society as a whole. He must be watched closely.

Dr. Stanton has a brain-implant on the left side of his head, just above the left ear. It is not one of his inventions, but it has led to his more profound discoveries and inventions. It's a microscopic chip, or computer and disk-drive of sorts that holds several terabytes of storage. I know these new brain-implants are now available within your own multiverse, as well as ours. But, our Dr. Devrie, (or maybe the entire Dr. Devrie Stanton mob, as I will explain) have also invented another major breakthrough brain-implant all their own. I say their own because we have reason to believe several of the Stanton doubles from various parallels are working simultaneously and then collaborating on the project. Each of these doctors has acquired similar educational statuses. They all possess IQ's in the vicinity of 190 on the Stanford-Binet scale. They get together and collaborate with each other; then take the best of their best ideas and include them in the newer versions of the device. It's a Brain-Wave Transmitter (BWT), with many amazing and scientific breakthrough functions. As you can well imagine, with 4 or 5 geniuses of Dr. Stanton's caliber working on the same project as a collaborating group, they have surpassed by far, anything the rest of the scientific community would ever imagine. Together, they represent the equivalent of a Manhattan Project, in the combined fields of neuroscience, computer-science, theoretical and experimental physics.

The Stanton's are keeping their new device under wraps: It's top secret. Only they have the ability to do the things they can now do. Together they have raised the bar for scientific advancement by a considerable degree. This could be good, or it could be very bad. What one Devrie can't figure-out, the other can. Together they are developing and perfecting a new right-temple-computer-brainwave-reality-transmitter. They refer to it simply by the simpler acronym of BWT (for Brain Wave Transmitter). The newer BWTs may produce distortions of time and reality warps, plus Multiverse skips. It's possibly a virtual time-machine of sorts and more. We speculate that later revisions of the device may also effect the visual perceptions of anyone within visual range. In a sense they'll warp the time and reality perception of people within the immediate vicinity. Try to imagine the implications of that! I'm not certain I've wrapped my own brain around all the possibilities that might exist within that concept.

The thing apparently works somewhat like an invisibility-cloak function too, if they prefer to not be seen. With the holographic function off, they are automatically rendered invisible. The observer will be totally unaware of the BWT wearer's presence. The observer will not see, hear, smell or sense their presence in any way, though they may be standing immediately next to them. Imagine what that means!

It's a powerful Nano-level transmitter that resonates and transmits the BWT wearer’s brainwaves and their reality, while distorting and manipulating an observer's perceptions of reality. Apparently, those perceptions all rely on the brain itself. When the time and reality centers of the brain are tweaked, all sorts of confusing illusions and new realities can easily be manipulated by the wearer of the BWT. We've learned that as a team they are continually increasing the powers of the BWT on a rapid basis.

Dr. Devrie's earlier versions of Multiverse travels required the use of an fMRI unit which was cumbersome at best, even though it worked well enough to facilitate traveling to a few other worlds within the near-infinite Brane cosmos.

With their newest version, they can manipulate the BWT within their own minds now, without the help of the fMRI, or a crew. In other words, they can now think; and mentally go to another bubbleverse, in an instant. They (the Devrie doubles) have trained themselves to mentally use the transmitter to jump Brane-worlds at will and they can now do a mental jump or 'skip' as they call it, before anyone even knows they are present. As a group, they now seem to totally understand the Brane Cosmos. They guesstimate there are possibly 4,294,967,296 (or more) individual bubbleverses within the Membrane or Brane Cosmos.

How does it work? The new microdot BWT transmitter brain-implant manipulates the brain-wave frequencies as they disseminate from the Ganglia region of the human brain. Any Devrie in the group manipulates his own brain wave frequencies in such a way that he may easily dial-into almost any bubbleverse he wishes and within seconds can slip from wherever he may be and whatever reality, into another Brane-world reality, completely unnoticed.

If they wish to be seen, they create a lifelike hologram like I'm using right now. If they wish to remain invisible, they just don't invoke the hologram and they remain invisible. I have an earlier version of BWT implant myself. That's how I got here.

We aren't sure if any of the Devrie doubles are engaged in actual criminal-activity. Your Devrie Stanton here on earth may be totally innocent of anything but the grandiose advancement of mankind. We just don't know. The various Stantons all look alike and they all have access to the same BWT powers as a group, so how will we know the good from the bad?

Our visionaries have imagined all sorts of crimes that could be committed with such a device if it were to fall into the wrong hands; espionage, grand theft, rape and murder are just a few. We may be without any way or means to catch them or incarcerate them; even if we know they have committed egregious or heinous crimes.

There are other worrisome developments as well. We have heard rumors that they are seeking to overturn religion as we know it. Their main aim or goal as a group seems to be an attempt to undermine the Bible, the Koran and the Torah. Their prime objective is apparently to endeavor to bring all religion and all science under one roof and one belief-system of total unity. Not only do they believe they can do it . . . they believe as a group it will improve morality and put an end to most (or all) Holy Wars, crimes and a host of additional social ailments of our paralleled societies.

I suppose the premise is admirable, but it's also risky at best. We all know how slow our average society is, to embrace change. This is especially true when it comes to changes in religious beliefs. People have historically proven that they will die and even blow themselves up, rather than sway from the beliefs that they have accepted as their gospel since early childhood.

As you can well expect, the religions of the world will not be quick to embrace such revelations and revolutionary changes to their beliefs and teachings. At best, there may be religious wars as none that have ever occurred, during the Crusades, or our current Holy Wars and (Jihadist) Terror Wars. At best, the religious congregations will dwindle. Immorality and anarchy could possibly be the replacement. The religious leaders, more than anyone can be expected to fight these new technologies for all they are worth. Serious world troubles are inevitable, ominous and quite honestly, very, very frightening.

We know that your Dr. Devrie Stanton here on your planet earth, (bubbleverse B1-S8 as they now call it), is also deeply involved as well. You will want to contact him if possible. If he is sane, solicit his help. If he seems suspect, try to capture and hold him. Remove the implant first or he may escape you. Then torture him if you must, to get his cooperation; or we may all be doomed to any whim the multiple-Stanton-mob might conjure.

But be very aware . . . the only way we might hope to hold any of them will be to remove the BWT transmitter implant first . . . before they have a chance to distort the observer's reality and escape. If they are in hologram form as I am now, that will be impossible. Our Dr. Stanton has become so proficient with his implant that he can virtually disappear if given even 5 seconds warning.

The frightening part is this: Individually, each Devrie may be the most brilliant mind ever to have lived within the Multiverse Cosmos. There could be 4.3 billion Dr. Devrie Stanton doubles living within the entire Brane. Together, as a team, if they are all insane, they may be totally and completely unstoppable. Together, they collectively could represent an entire country of mad, evil geniuses. We, with all our armies and equipment would be totally defenseless against them if push were to come to shove. Do I have your attention yet?

We may all be in grave danger, unless we can capture our Dr. Devrie Stantons and incapacitate them in some way. Our one hope may be to capture and solicit the help of a sane Dr. Devrie Stanton, double. We are in hopes that your Devrie Stanton may be the man to help us and you, before it's too late. We should endeavor to solicit the Stantons help . . . not their wrath.

Having said all this, I must now be going. There are many pressing issues within my own world. Please be aware of these dangers of which I speak. They are very real to us and to you as well. Find your Dr. Stanton and try to obtain his help. He may be our best hope. He will know how to contact us, if you need to speak to us."

With those words, the hologram fluttered for an instant, then faded into 2-D and finally disappeared completely.

The security team holstered their weapons and breathed for the first time in what seemed like hours. The immediate threat wasn't a threat at all, but the information was immensely sobering and frightening.

President Simon pressed the intercom on his desk. Ms. Antonel, please summon all my advisors to an emergency-conference in the West Wing in one hour. I want especially to see the science and physics advisor, Dr. Todd. His input will be most important.

With that, he waved an authoritative hand at the security team. As you were gentlemen, thanks for the prompt attention. I believe everything is ok now. You may return to your normal tasks. Andy! I'd like for you to join me in the conference next hour for sure. I suppose you would be there anyway, since you are my wingman all day today, but I definitely want you close at hand. I may need you to backup this bizarre story we must tell. We'll want to locate and subdue our Mr. Devrie Stanton at our first opportunity. Be devising a plan to do just that. We'll talk in detail about it in one hour at the emergency conference.

Andy disappeared into the next room and through the walls was heard to say, Wow! I'm famished! Are there any doughnuts left?

The West Wing Conference:

On cue, exactly one hour later, the West Wing Conference room was nearly filled to capacity. There were two top generals from the Pentagon and every political advisor within the Presidents capable cabinet. It was a who's-who of Washington DC elite, with President Philip J. Simon at the head of the long, semi-circle table.

Coffee, tea, ice water and sodas were served as the meeting came to order. President Simon cleared his throat and began. He explained the earlier occurrence and observed the disbelieving glances that flittered around the table. He realized how ridiculous the story might sound to those who had not been there, so he called Andy as a witness. Andy stammered through an explanation as best he could. He also explained that there were many witnesses to the incident, including Ms. Antonel and the four agents who were immediately summoned. Andy was credible enough. They all knew Andy wasn't crazy. He was the best of the best when it came to security. If he said the story was real, it was real!

Finally, a plan was devised to first locate our Dr. Devrie Stanton, then subdue him harmlessly and solicit his help, if possible. Dr. Todd didn't have much to add. All this bubbleverse business was not exactly his field of expertise. He did mention that he had met earth's Dr. Stanton previously and thought very highly of him. He referred to him as a true genius with impeccable scientific-credentials and standards.

"Unless he's completely gone off