Worlds Without End

By Wendy Parker

Worlds Without End is a book about matter manipulation, time travel, and travel between planets. Plants use their aroma to speak to humans. Matter is manipulated to form earth-like planets. It is a book that goes through generations and shows how the matter manipulators come to be. It shows how the worlds are created using the principal of free agency and honoring the creators.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 15, 2020
• ISBN: 9781664128965

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Copyright © 2020 by Wendy Parker.

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Contents

Introduction

Chapter 1 The Choice Is Yours

Chapter 2 A Child Prodigy

Chapter 3 The Twenty-Fifth Birthday Party

Chapter 4 First Day, First Bell, First Class

Chapter 5 Graduation Day

Chapter 6 God’s Paradise on Earth

Chapter 7 Accused and Expelled

Chapter 8 God Has Listened

Chapter 9 Tragedy and The Cleansing Fire

Chapter 10 Learning to Trust and Live Life

Chapter 11 Mysteries Unfolded

Chapter 12 Alone but Not Forgotten

Chapter 13 There Are Jeans and then There Are Genes

Author’s History Post

INTRODUCTION

T HE KEPLER TELESCOPE was the first of its kind to find planets with characteristics that are similar to Earth in other solar systems. The Earth, like other planets, were named scientifically after the telescope in a numeric fashion. Planets—such as Kepler-22b, Kepler-186f, and Kepler-1647b, which is a two-star orbiting planet—intrigued him. It was investigating this telescope which brought James Pease, in his elementary years, a ridiculously crazy interest in what he called Earth’s other siblings. James studied these planets as a hobby and was so good at it; it became his profession. Studying at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), he gained his physics degree and later went on to the University of Cambridge in England to eventually obtain his master’s at age seventeen in astrophysics. The next school he studied at was considered a downgrade for such a promising, bright individual, but it was his desire to take some of his out-of-the-box thinking to others who were more down to Earth. Therefore, his doctorate was in astrophysics and was at the University of Hawaii. This is where, years later, he eventually settled down to start teaching in 2040.

Out-of-the-box thinking was what started James Pease on his journey of possibilities. Not unlike other children, his ceaseless probing why caused him to gain an understanding of an opposing question—why not? The more inquiries which could be answered led him to a multitude of questions that could not be answered. The matter of, What causes the northern lights? might morph into Why are some stars bright and others dim? Then gradually, as he grew older, he went on to other subjects like, What are black holes, wormholes, and alternate universes?

Life was always an excitement to James. Mary, James’ mother knew he was above average and taught him at home until he turned five. She became concerned about him not being able to interact with children his age and determined to try to enter him into a private school for enhanced learning. After testing him, he was allowed to enter into the second grade. It was unfortunate the children in his class could not comprehend the extent he was capable of. They constantly teased him to make up for their lack of understanding.

They taunted him with Peas and Carrots make a stew. Cook his brain for protein too.

Even the children who entered the spelling bee contests could not contend with him, as he knew how to spell all the large words, which even the adults didn’t know the meaning of, like subtrahend, a quantity or number to be subtracted from another. Being small of stature compared to the other children two years older than him, he resorted to thinking smarter rather than rebelling against their constant belittling. On one occasion, he convinced one of the smarter and meaner children, Billy, that because of his genetic makeup, he had the ability to fly, and he should try it by jumping off his dresser at home. The boy was very susceptible to mental influence, which James was very good at. Billy broke his clavicle as he attempted the flight headfirst. By the end of the school year and after a few similar incidents, it was determined by the powers that be, James should return to homeschooling.

James loved his father tremendously. Ebenezer took time out of his working day to teach James what he could in the computer field. When he had to reload a computer, he would make sure he explained to James what he was doing. Then while they waited for the computer to be reloaded, he would show James the inside of a computer and make sure his son was aware of what parts were compatible and what parts did not get along.

Ebenezer had a habit of using a lot of slang terms, which sometimes was confusing to James. When explaining them to him, Ebenezer would always say, This does not translate out directly now, so don’t try to say it in another language.

On one occasion, Ebenezer commented on how crystal clear James’ reasoning was. James came back with, So you can see in my brain what I am thinking?

Sunday would find Mary and James attending church. It came, of course, with a barrage of questions: What did the song verse mean by that? The next question followed, Where does God live? then Because we are the Children of God, when we die, will we live with him or have our own Earth?

Tragedy struck some years after James returned to being homeschooled. Mary started getting dizzy, calling it vertigo, and she would become very moody at certain times of the month. After months of unusual symptoms, which were put off by her husband as a woman’s thing, Mary was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. The young child took it as something he must have done wrong to have caused it. Ebenezer assumed it would be a hard thing to conquer, but it would be cured. To their surprise, Mary refused the harsh chemotherapy and elected instead to go home and prepare for the inevitable. She made Ebenezer promise to let James go where he wanted to go, as far as his education and job selection was concerned. Mary passed away on James’ ninth birthday. Ebenezer was devastated by Mary’s death.

At first, he blamed God, he said, How could he have done this to us? Then it was to blame himself. How could I have missed the symptoms? What he did not know, could not know, was that Mary knew months before the diagnoses came as to what was going to happen.

1

The Choice Is Yours

I , MARY, THOUGHT about my part in this eternal plan, and this is what I remembered: I moved through the valley, among the trees and the flowers, in perfect har mony.

I have been given paradise to live in.

I cradled the flower’s blossoms in my hands for a moment, and then I continued in my steady trip forward. I floated through the garden about two feet off the ground; the flowers and the tree limbs bent as if they were worshiping my presence. I could hear their smells and understood the language they spoke. I could smell the plants longing to stay with me as if they were discussing the subject but through their outer layers.

I will never leave you, I thought.

But you must, stated the trees, and we know you will return.

You have the beautiful responsibility of Mother, reminded the flowers.

I tipped my head as if to agree and backed away in humility.

Even so, please let me see you again, I thought with my eyes lowered, so I can smell of your love and learn of your ways.

A drumming sound in the distance caused me to come back to reality, as I realized it was my dog, Renegade, the golden retriever pup, panting in the corner of the yard in the warm summer morning.

Lying on my lawn chair under the weeping willow, I exclaimed, Oh my, that was a special dream. I wish I would have more dreams like that one.

I looked at the time and noted it was 11:30 a.m. To myself, I thought, Ebenezer and James should be back soon, so I had better get something for them to eat.

I jerked myself into a sitting position and found the world spinning.

Dang that vertigo! I thought out loud. I should know better than to shake my brain like that.

I closed my eyes and laid back down for a good fifteen minutes until I was sure the spinning had subsided. Renegade was right away at my side, laying his head on my shoulder the whole time. I nudged Renegade aside, got up slowly, and made it through the back door and into the kitchen.

It wasn’t ten minutes later when James burst through the front door and onto the kitchen where I was; his hair was disheveled, and he was toting a nineteen-inch rainbow trout dressed in its glorious pattern.

Look how pretty he is, Mom! The fish effervesced its numerous arrays of colors.

Okay. Put him in the kitchen sink, and we’ll have him for lunch. Nothing better than freshly caught trout after a long morning at the river. Go out and help your father clean out the car, I said in my motherly tone.

With a smile that could span a bridge, James did as I said and ran out to help his father put away the gear. In just shy of ten minutes, all the gear was put in its proper places and the cooler was emptied and cleaned out. In the meantime, I started the water in the sink and was preparing the fish for cooking. As Ebenezer and his son entered the house, I could hear them jabbering about the catch, and they made gestures of how high the fish jumped and how it sparkled like a rainbow in the sunlight. I am not sure when they entered the kitchen because I felt different, but the next thing I knew, I was unconscious on the floor and I hadn’t turned off the water. It was running in the sink where I had just finished cleaning the fish.

I had a smile on my face as I was contemplating something very beautiful and yet very important. I can only imagine that Ebenezer pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911.

The next thing I remember is a prophetic voice exclaiming, Mary! We must tell you why you were called! There is not much time. You have a choice, Mary. You may live out your life on Earth and spend it with Ebenezer and be happy,

I squinted my forehead as if to say, Then what is the choice? not knowing the speaker could hear my every thought.

The other option is to let James stay on Earth to complete a great and honorable mission. Both options cannot be done. If James stays, then you must go.

Are you asking me to take his place? Why do you allow me to choose the answer to such a great responsibility? I questioned. You know the beginning from the end and what will happen. I am nothing in the Lord’s eyes.

The Great Plan of Happiness includes free agency. Your decision must be thought out and decided willingly. But you cannot tell Ebenezer and James of your decision. We will meet again for your answer. Now go back and spend time with your family, directed the voice.

I awoke to the paramedics taking my vitals.

Mrs. Pease, you gave us quite a scare. How do you feel? The surprised paramedic continued taking my vitals. Your blood pressure and heart rate are very good. Would you like us to take you to the hospital and check this out?

That might be for the best, commented Ebenezer, as if he was the one being asked.

Ebenezer, I feel fine. I promise I will go in on Monday and have the doctor run some tests. The emergency room won’t be able to tell us anything. I was in my insistent mode, and Ebenezer knew the subject was over. Thank you so much for coming, I said to the paramedics. I’ll be just fine. I promise I will rest.

You will need to sign this waiver stating you don’t wish to go to the hospital, please, stated the paramedics.

Okay, here go, I stated as I signed and handed the document to the medic.

Even though I got my way on that subject, Ebenezer made sure I rested, and James and he fried up the trout and made the extra fixings. The rest of the day was comparatively uneventful. I made a deliberate decision to not mention the dream. My thought was, if it were not true and just a dream, then letting Ebenezer know about it would be inconsequential. If it were true and the message that said to not tell Ebenezer and James were directed by a heavenly messenger, then I would be doing what was right anyway.

As the day progressed, Ebenezer and James started to play a game of Twister. I insisted I could play along, and in the end, we all tumbled to the floor with me being the victor.

I told you I was fine. I even convinced myself with that win.

Ebenezer’s kiss goodnight in the night brought the night voices and visions as soon as my voice drifted off. I love you both with an eternal love which cannot end, was my answer to his loving press of the lips.

I was roaming through the beautiful fields in the valley again. The smells ran rampant as the murmuring of the foliage continued about what choices I could make.

This is a beautiful place. I would gladly be the one to die and allow my child to live. However, am I being selfish by not giving him the opportunity to be here instead? I was considering my choices. If James could decide, would he want to be here? And what of Ebenezer? Will I be abandoning him if I decided to stay here?

Look. See, said the prophetic voice, the future of your husband and family if you decide to come here.

The funeral scene became clear. I saw myself in a beautiful casket covered with flowers. The casket was open, and I looked at my face. My lips were moist. I never had moist lips in life, and a smile graced them. I saw there were many who came to participate during the good-bye ceremony. It was as if all were sad, but no matter how I tried, they could not speak with me. All had the air that I would be seen and spoken to again, as if I were going on a trip and would return. Ebenezer was trying to be strong for James, but the tears weld up in both their eyes as the thought of not being together for this Earth time became clear. I wanted them to know I was in a good place and feeling fine, and that he had to be brave for James. I even put my hand on Ebenezer’s shoulder. He could feel it. I know because he placed his hand on top of mine. He said to James, She is here now, James, and she is trying to tell us to be brave.

Then again, I heard, Look. See. And looking to my right, the funeral scene disappeared. I wanted to say, Please, not yet. We need to speak to each other. Then I saw Ebenezer teaching James his computer business. I saw the intellect my child bore and the love for learning he carried with him no matter where he went. I saw the beauty of the stars, and when his training was complete, his father told him it was bedtime. James went outside and looking up into the expanse, directly in my direction. He bowed his head and began to speak.

Mother, he said, "I am happy here. I am speaking to you every night, so I am not lonely. Thank you for bringing me into this beautiful world and