I, Observer: The Children Who Came from the Stars

By Christine Lamb

There will always be a special group of humans living on Mu, who will be called the story tellers. They will be known as the first people. It is their sacred duty to keep their story pure and to pass the truth on to each generation. One day they will know it is time for the return of the Star People. It will be in the stars. It will be in the songs they sing and in their dances, the sand paintings and rock carvings. All these will tell of this time. And there will be many days when their message is not heard. They will be sad, because no one listens to them. One day, all will listen. Mother Seer, a great Pleiadian wise woman

Long ago, a mighty mother ship called the Rexegena set off from the Pleiades for a small planet called Mu. But before the Rexegena landed, the ruling reptilian people destroyed the ship. The survivors struggled to complete their mission to create a race of people born of the many colours of the spectrum - the first hue-men.

Their children, peaceful and wise, were born with a pure spark of love in their hearts. In these exciting first days of life on a new world, two children help the stranded Star People learn to survive and build new lives. In their brave voices, the ancient stories live on forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Balboa Press AU
• Release date: Sep 26, 2014
• ISBN: 9781452525747

Christine Lamb

I, Observer: The Children Who Came from the Stars, the first novel by Australian author Christine Lamb is a gift to her five grandchildren. Her goal as a storyteller is to introduce readers to the creation beliefs held by the first people. Christine lives in the Tweed Valley, NSW, Australia.

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CHAPTER ONE

ISHY

I am Ishy, a crystal robot from the Pleiades and I am very old now. The High Angels created me to be a very special kind of robot, part angel-part robot. I have the face of an angel with one all-seeing eye, embedded in a clear crystal body. I was designed to work efficiently within the controlled environment of the mother ship, during her voyage to the planet Mu, a long time ago.

Now I have returned with the Elvens, who always return during times of change. It was predicted that many star people from different planets would come to experience life on Mu. We are here to observe the billions of inhabitants on this planet.

Have they stopped hating and fighting one another? Have they moved away from weapons and war, to create a planet of love? Do the people live together in peace? These are the questions my companions in the Pleiades will ask.

We have returned to the site where it all began, so long ago. The mother tree grows in the same place where the great mother tree grew. She stores the knowledge of that time in her twisted trunk, passed on from seed to seed. Here is where ancient hieroglyphs can be found. It’s a secret, known to only a few humans, that hidden in the bush are two great slabs of rock that have formed a narrow passageway. The walls are covered with very old symbols which tell the story of the ancestors who came from the stars.

We gather in a circle around a large, flat rock, where the ceremonies took place and many stories were told. This is where the moon and the stars in the sky can be seen clearly. We can see the bright constellation of the Pleiades, known as the Seven Sisters. The Elvens grant me permission to tell the story of the star family who survived the attack on the mother ship, and of the two children who saved us.

Once upon a time, this dry bush was teeming with life and colour. This was the time when the Reptilians ruled this planet, and they roamed the rainforests and the inner earth that produced the valuable gold. The Reptilians built their cities and enslaved the indigenous tribes of hairy men, and they forced them to go deep into the mines. A few hairy people escaped and hid in caves in the rainforest, to avoid capture.

Mu was hotter, wetter and more toxic than it is today. Many plants and animals were older than the dinosaurs, like the cycads and the great serpents that lived in the rainforests. This planet was a very different and dangerous place to visit then.

I recall a time when we were abandoned at this very site. We were not suited to be in such a hostile place as Mu. At first I was unable to communicate with Star Base. I was telepathic and I had the ability to know everything that happened on Mu, but I was isolated within a cave. I wanted to assist the star family, who were my responsibility, but my powers were reduced and I could not help them. It was the star children who saved us from certain death, on a planet that was killing us.

*

I remember the mother ship, Rexegena, before the attack, hovering in the upper atmosphere of the Northlands. We observed from the control centre the beautiful blue and green orb we called Mu. She looked so cool and inviting, but this was an illusion. Those on board were well prepared for Mu’s harsh environment of toxic gases and strong magnetic energies. But we were not prepared for the ambush that was awaiting us.

The Rexegena was so large that fifty thousand people lived and worked in her. Many came from the star system known as the Pleiades. Others came through the gateway of Sirius, from distant galaxies. They were collectively known as the Star People. They came with the blessing of the Federation of the Galaxy, called Star Base. Those who volunteered for this mission knew that once they set off for Mu there was no guarantee that they would ever return home.

The Star People planned to live and work within their perfect mother ship, where the air was clean and thermostatically controlled and their food was grown and prepared on board. They were to live in the Rexegena until a new race was born of the many colours of the spectrum, to be known as hue-man. Their offspring would evolve to withstand the dense energies on Mu and they would live and multiply here. This was the edict given by the High Angels.

The curved windows of the command centre gave us a superb view of the galaxy. Our working areas were white and streamlined. The computer screens were operated by thought and voice command. At the back of the controls there was a large, semi-circular desk where the commander sat. Everything was efficient and smooth running. Everybody knew what to do.

The command centre had twenty crewmembers. There were the highly intelligent Pleiadians, with wiry bodies and pale skin, who had overall control of the command centre. The Bird Tribe were the navigators; they had acute eyesight and superb navigational skills. They had stooped backs and long curved beaks, and they spoke their singsong language amongst themselves. When all the Star People came together they communicated telepathically.

There were eight of us crystal robots in the command centre. Each robot was a single crystal column with a face of an angel within. Our arms and tiny hands, with disks of four crystalline fingers, connected with the energy source of the Rexegena. I was number five, the heart number, and that is why the star children loved me. They could see my beautiful big heart, pulsing within the crystal.

I think we were most attractive. Our most unusual feature was one large blue eye that could rotate 360 degrees. We were able to know and feel things psychically, and we glowed with the energy of the crystal that created a soft golden light around us.

Our main role in the command centre was to communicate with the beings known as the High Angels. They had created us and programmed us with a sixth sense. We were created to bring harmony and balance to the community, from a very high frequency. The eight of us were designed to work as a team on the Rexegena. We could also work independently for a short time but we would lose much of our power when working alone, as I was destined to discover.

The two star children, Kuri and Nym, were sister and brother and they looked very much alike. They were Pleiadians with Elven ancestry on their father’s side. They came with their parents, their older sister Salima, and an Elven called Nada. Dressed in blue overalls like the other children on board, they were light boned and agile, with skin that was a delicate blue white. When they walked upon the land they left no imprint.

On that fateful day the children stood with their parents, Alcher and Mother Seer, at the command centre. There was much excitement as the Star People prepared for the first launch of craft loaded with equipment and supplies. The scientists were to establish an exploration centre on Mu. Alcher, the commander of the mother ship, was busy instructing the crew as Mother Seer turned to her children. Your father will be making a speech. Will you come down to the docking bay?

Yes, we’ll join you there later, Kuri said. Their parents would use the light column to transport them swiftly to the bottom deck. The children preferred to use the spiral staircases that linked all nine levels of the mother ship, because they could visit their friends on the way.

Let’s go and tell the others now, said Nym.

The children ran down the stairs. They slowed down and started to tiptoe as they came to the laboratories. This was a game they played. Let’s not disturb them, Nym whispered.

The scientists were the Tall People who came from a distant galaxy. They had small faces, large bell-like ears and very acute hearing. The children never managed to sneak past without being heard.

What’s up young ones?

Uh oh, they heard us. Kuri giggled.

Alcher is about to order the first launch, Nym called out.

They ran down more stairs, past the galley and mess hall, down another flight of stairs to the sick bay, and through to the nursery. This was where the goddesses from Venus played in the pools with the young children. The older children took part in exercises, stretching their limbs and moving to music. The tunes could be changed by the wave of a hand. Nym waved at the speakers and joined in to a faster beat.

A group of goddesses wove the many colours of the spectrum and created a weaving of light. They were always to be found here in the recreation areas or in the healing centres. They created a calm atmosphere, working with crystals, colour and light to bring peace and healing to the group. Kuri called a greeting to the children and ran up to a round, smiling goddess.

They’re preparing to launch the first supply craft, she said.

The goddess nodded and pointed to a large screen. We’re going to watch from here. The little ones will be able to see everything. Will your father make a speech, Kuri?

Yes, just a small one, I hope.

During the voyage the two children had continued their studies. Nym practised the Magi skills that he had learned in the Pleiades. He was perfecting the skill of shape shifting. He saw his tutor and called out, Master, we’re going to watch the launch of the craft. Will you come?

My dear young master I will not miss anything, he replied. He made his way towards his favourite meditation room.

Have you seen my tutor? Kuri called out, but he had gone.

You know he can just disappear. Nym laughed.

Kuri studied numerology and the language of sign and symbol. One day she would take over her mother’s role, as seer and communicator for the community. Mother Seer used the sacred crystals, which had been imprinted with the knowledge of the universe, to assist her to link up with Star Base. She chose a favourite blue green crystal and when she placed it on her long sloping forehead it increased her psychic abilities. Kuri worked hard to develop her own psychic skills.

A group of Star People came out of a meditation room looking grim. They pushed the two children aside in their rush to get to the light column.

What’s wrong Kuri? You’ve gone grey, said Nym. Are you afraid?

Didn’t you see their colour? Kuri grabbed Nym’s hand. I’m worried Nym, there are some people on board who have a bad aura. I think they mean to sabotage the mission.

What do you mean?

Some people pretend to be Star People but they have a red colour around them.

Where are they from?

I don’t know. I have seen groups of them whispering together.

Let’s go ask Ishy.

The children ran back up the stairs to the control room, where we were working on data and they found me, their favourite robot.

Ishy, Kuri whispered, I think we have spies on board. I can see their red colour.

Our eight blue eyes swivelled to observe the children.

Yes, we too have intuited a wrong energy around us, I told them. They are plotting with the Reptilians to sabotage the mission. They have concealed their treachery well.

Why Ishy, why would they do such a thing? said Kuri.

They are greedy and think only of themselves. They have been seduced by offers of wealth and power.

What can we do? asked Nym

We have been advised by the High Angels to allow the landing of the supply craft to take place, as planned. It is too late to recall the mission.

But we must tell our parents, cried Kuri.

What good will it do, Ishy says it’s too late, said Nym.

But now we know for sure we must tell father, he’s the commander. We must warn everybody that the mother ship is in danger.

Will you come with us, Ishy?

If it will help you, I will come, I replied. The children held my arms and I glided between them into the column of light, which transported us down to the docking bay.

If anything goes wrong, you must shape shift to escape from the mother ship, Kuri whispered to Nym.

I’m not going without you Kuri! Nym hissed. But at the end he had no choice.

*

Above the docking bay the gardens took up a whole floor. Salima stood among the plants like a tall flower. She was Kuri’s older sister and she assisted Nada with her nursery. Nada, can I steal away to watch the launch of the supply craft? she said. Nada paused and smiled okay.

The Elvens on the Rexegena were responsible for the health of all the people and plants on board. Nada had a whole floor of plants to attend to, keeping their temperature and water at correct levels. Her Elven background gave her the knowledge and the love for all growing things. She rarely left her plants alone for long.

Skipping towards the stairs Salima called over her shoulder, "Ronan will be there, on Sirus."

Nada took a few moments to check the controls of the biosphere. She turned on the misting system to keep her plants moist, and then she followed Salima. She did not bother to discard the work boots or the belt that held all her tools in neat pockets around her waist. She ran to watch her partner take off for Mu.

Nada reached the docking bay and waved to Ronan in his supply craft, in time to hear Alcher closing his speech. Alcher stood at the main exit port to view the small craft loaded with equipment and supplies, ready to launch. The forward group were wearing suits with built-in masks to help them breathe in the atmosphere of Mu. There was a feeling of expectancy as they prepared to land on Mu for the first time.

We are grateful to all those who have volunteered for this task. The Reptilians have prepared everything for your arrival. Alcher said. The atmosphere, as you know, is quite toxic. Please, no heroics. If you are affected by fumes return to your craft as soon as you have offloaded. Wait there to be transported back to the mother ship. It will take time for us to adapt to the environment here on Mu. Everything on board is running smoothly, thought Alcher and he signalled for the first craft to launch.

Alcher was unaware