Agenda Part 2 The Gematria Codex

By Adrian Holland

The Greys and their minions use a secret code to communicate their plans.

Can the code be broken, and can they be stopped before humanity falls under their control...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Adrian Holland
• Release date: May 29, 2021
• ISBN: 9781909466326

Adrian Holland

Adrian is primarily known for his artwork and book cover designs, although he is also an author. Originally, from Solihull, West Midlands, England, he now lives in Rural Cheshire.Adrian has now written over 40 books mostly Science Fiction, although he has also written in other genres including Spiritually Influenced, Mystery, and Fantasy.All of his work can be viewed on his website: www.amazola.co.uk

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Introduction

Fortunately, some are born with spiritual immune systems that sooner or later give rejection to the illusory worldview grafted upon them from birth through social conditioning. They begin sensing that something is amiss, and start looking for answers.

Inner knowledge and anomalous outer experiences show them a side of reality others are oblivious to, and so begins their journey of awakening. Each step of the journey is made by following the heart instead of following the crowd and by choosing knowledge over the veils of ignorance.

Henri Bergson

One

The bright translucent light began to fade, leaving the interior of the wide beam boat bathed in nothing more than the orange flickers from the squirrel stove. For some reason the wall lamps had gone off, which was just as well, as the seat taken from the crashed alien craft held a man whose mind was awash with colour.

Vivid images began to fade, as he slowly emerged from an experience which made him question his own sanity.

Did I just imagine all that? he asked.

Parabellum was also shocked, but not quite as much as Olivia.

Well, if you did, then it makes three of us! he replied and Olivia then turned her attention towards Parabellum.

Things happened around this man, who she had recently fallen in love with. They were extraordinary things, that if she had not witnessed them herself, then she would have never believed possible.

His pet pig had been taken over by an alien entity, which had transformed into an angel, and then floated up through the roof into a space ship, before leaving to journey back to another world.

She looked at the Professor, who just happened to materialise out of nowhere in a seat from another alien craft, and who somehow had activated a pulse wave that had affected global consciousness.

Still, apart from all that, it had been just a normal few days.

Parabellum knelt down examining Charlotte, to make sure that his beloved pet pig had not come to any harm. She seemed oblivious to everything that had transpired, although she was a little subdued. He wondered what it must have been like to have an alien sharing your consciousness. Come to think of it, had Xianthia also been inside his and Olivia’s minds too?

It would certainly explain how he had been able to configure the equipment and create the mysterious power source that now powered his boat.

Professor Lomax was also deep in contemplation, wondering if he had been affected too. I don’t know about you, but I could do with a stiff drink! he stated.

Parabellum agreed, and so left Charlotte in Olivia’s capable hands, to retrieve some brandy from a cupboard. He kept it there for special occasions or when his parents came to visit, as his father liked the odd glass. It was not a bad anti inflammatory, boosted the immune system, and helped relieve the common cold as well as aiding sleep. On this occasion however, its medicinal benefits were going to be those for relieving shock.

Olivia felt a warm feeling on the back of her throat as she had suddenly gone cold, and a shiver rolled down her spine. It had been a bit of a joke talking about aliens, but she had never anticipated how true their joke had been.

Professor Lomax knew about these things from personal experience. Still, it was one thing talking about aliens, and quite another flying through the air in a seat recovered from their crashed craft; then being a part of the most bizarre events he had ever experienced. He definitely needed to go and see a clinical psychologist...

Snead put the field glasses down, resting himself against the black Land Rover Discovery. In all of his years within the Ministry of Defence he had never seen a pig flying an alien spaceship!

His young partner Knibbs glowered at him, saying Now perhaps you will believe me! I kept on telling you that that pig was an alien, but you just kept laughing at me.

He had also witnessed everything, and was now pointing the finger at his colleague, and continued If you had listened to me we could have captured it.

Snead doubted whether that would ever have happened, as every time they tried, something untoward occurred.

Okay, I get the message. He answered and was now wondering what to do about it?

Snead would have to contact the department, but how was he going to explain a flying pig.

So, what do we do now? said Olivia massaging Charlotte’s ears.

I would like to go home and see my wife. said the Professor who needed her, just as much as he needed the brandy. But - I suppose I had better report in as they will be wondering where I have been.

He could just imagine the pandemonium within the Deep Underground Military Base when he had lifted off in the seat and travelled up through the roof.

Parabellum also thought about the pandemonium caused by the appearance of the spaceship above the boat, and the fact that those men from the Ministry would be back, and probably in force. There was one thing for certain, which was that he was not going to let any more harm come to Charlotte…

Two

Tap, tap, tap!

A sudden knock on the door made them all look up.

Parabellum had been so distracted that he had failed to notice they had a visitor, and wondered whether it was those men again?

Olivia cradled Charlotte, protecting her as best she could, while Parabellum went to find out who it was. Opening the door slightly, he saw that there was a well dressed man standing there.

I am terribly sorry to bother you, the man said, and I wish you no harm, you have my word on that, but I think we need to talk.

Parabellum could sense the man was genuine, and pulled back the hatch opening the door a bit further. He peered out and could see that (unless there were others hidden in the bushes), he was alone.

You’d better come in said Parabellum but I warn you. If you lay one finger on Charlotte then I will not be responsible for my actions!

The man looked at the giant filling the doorway and said I can assure you that I am on your side.

So, still being cautious, Parabellum decided to let him in.

The man was dressed in Saville Row midnight blue pinstriped suit, and an equally expensive looking overcoat.

I would like to introduce myself, but before I do, I would like to check for listening devices.

He then slowly took a gadget out of one of his pockets and began to scan the room, eventually finding the bug, which Parabellum had popped into a tin, saying Ah yes, you did well to find that.

It had been left by Knibbs, who kept on trying to pignap Charlotte.

Now that we have that over with, my name is Simpkins and I’m sure you have a lot of questions as do I.

They all looked at him, wondering who this Simpkins was and thinking that what he had said was quite an understatement.

May I sit down?

Parabellum guided him to the armchair that was the other part of the couch set, but rarely used.

Now, where do I begin. said Simpkins crossing his legs and releasing the buttons of his suit jacket to get a little more comfortable.

"I represent an organisation which, you may or may not have heard about, often referred to as The Alliance, and we operate all over the globe, but prefer to work in the shadows."

Was that part of the Ministry of Defence?

"There is a whole hidden world out there that most people do not even know exists, two sides battling out the eternal conflict between good and evil. If ever you have seen one of the Westerns that Hollywood used to produce, then you will see that the good guys always wear white hats, and the bad black. I represent the White Hats."

The fact that he was not wearing a hat seemed quite beside the point!

In answer to the question you will probably be asking, no I am not from the M.O.D. or have any connection to those two men who have been bothering you either.

That was a relief.

We became aware of the crash, and have been keeping an eye on things from a distance. If those men had been able to apprehend Charlotte then we would have intervened, but could see that you had matters under your control.

He smiled warmly.

I have come here to extend an offer of assistance to you, and also to ask for you assistance in return.

That sounded intriguing.

This place will be crawling with agents in the near future, and I can help with that situation.

Parabellum sighed, realising that it would be hard to cover up an alien spaceship hovering above the boat, and a Professor suddenly materialising in an alien seat, not to mention the fact that Charlotte had been harbouring an alien entity within her mind.

If you do accept, then what we discuss here will remain here, as I am taking quite a risk with my own safety by merely being here.

Olivia used her natural feminine intuition, and could detect nothing untrustworthy about him.

"I know this is all a bit cloak and dagger," he continued but it’s the world you have unwittingly stepped into.

He was correct, as whether they liked it or not, from the moment Xianthia’s consciousness had drifted in through the window, their lives had changed forever.

"We believe that our friend. He pointed to the ceiling. May have left you with, how do I say it, certain gifts!" and he looked around the room at the array of equipment.

We are keen not to let them fall into the wrong hands. He said, and Professor Lomax nodded, as he was well aware of what Simpkins was referring to.

You see, continued Simpkins, many things are hidden in this world, and some are even hidden in plain sight.

Of course there was going to be no way of hiding the seat, or the spacecraft which had taken Xianthia away, as many people would have witnessed it in the sky. Another cover story would be put in place, but the transmission had awakened many.

We were very impressed by what you managed to achieve and we must admit that we had never considered sending out a pulse wave in that fashion.

If the truth be told, Parabellum had never considered it either.

It is all about communication as this is an information war we have been fighting, using hidden codes. Let me explain.

He took a deep breath and continued.

Have you ever come across the famous double slit experiment?

Olivia had, as Parabellum had told her about it, but grabbed her mobile phone and looked it up nevertheless.

Thomas Young’s 1801 classic double-slit experiment was designed to determine if light acted as a particle or a wave, and what was discovered was that light behaved as a wave under most conditions.  However, when the motion of each photon was observed, then they acted like particles instead.

Simpkins was pleased that she made the effort.

Good, well you will know that by observing something you can affect the outcome. Human consciousness affects what happens next. For instance, there was a famous meditation experiment conducted in Washington DC in the summer of 1993, where volunteers came from a hundred countries to collectively meditate for long periods of time throughout the day. It was predicted in advance that with such a sizeable group there would be a drop in violent crime, and indeed there was by 48%.

Olivia was amazed!

Now, in order to make things happen enough people have to believe that it will, and subconsciously that thought is placed in their minds.

Professor Lomax nodded, as this was his chosen field of expertise.

"Both sides, but mostly the black hats use newspaper headlines, and mostly the tabloids to place the thought. When something appears on the front page, it is not merely a headline; it also contains a subliminal message."

This was a whole new world for Olivia, who was about to put her mobile phone down, and