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Tourists
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It is said that there are peaceful, other-dimensional beings called Arcturians and dark ones called Reptilians. Arvad is an alien from Arcturus. He embodies the idea of an angel and is interested in learning more about what it is like to be human. Coming from a higher dimension, he helps people understand life in hard times. This includes a European construction worker named Ted. Ted came to America for the American dream, but his life has become a nightmare. Arvad also follows a Buddhist who has temper tantrums when no one is around, as well as a rich film producer. One who was bullied when he was young and now loves having the power. Also touring with Arvad is a Reptilian, the demon-like alien with a demonic influence.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateJul 11, 2022
ISBN9781665561693
Tourists
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Eva Pilch

Pilch has published THROUGH MY EYES, a book on philosophical poetry and photography, as well as fictions called DAYDREAMS and NIGHTMARES. She has been published in Different Voices, an international magazine, and Lumpen Magazine. Pilch is also known by her articles for Examiner.

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    Tourists - Eva Pilch

    2021 Eva Pilch. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse  06/29/2022

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-6170-9 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-6169-3 (e)

    Cover design by Stephanie Rocha.

    Contents

    CHAPTER 1

    CHAPTER 2

    CHAPTER 3

    CHAPTER 4

    CHAPTER 5

    CHAPTER 6

    CHAPTER 7

    CHAPTER 8

    CHAPTER 9

    CHAPTER 10

    CHAPTER 11

    CHAPTER 12

    CHAPTER 13

    CHAPTER 14

    CHAPTER 15

    CHAPTER 16

    CHAPTER 17

    CHAPTER 18

    CHAPTER 19

    CHAPTER 20

    CHAPTER 21

    CHAPTER 22

    CHAPTER 23

    CHAPTER 24

    CHAPTER 25

    CHAPTER 26

    CHAPTER 27

    CHAPTER 28

    CHAPTER 29

    CHAPTER 30

    CHAPTER 31

    CHAPTER 32

    EPILOGUE

    This book is dedicated to you.

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    CHAPTER 1

    I observe your planet Earth all the time. Like right now. I see that man on a busy street corner, under the moonlight. He has a lot of muscles. You can say that he probably goes to the gym. But you can tell he does not care about health, as he takes a long drag of his cigarette. He only cares about looks.

    He crosses the street and walks into the convenient store. Inside he passes the man purchasing a bottle of whiskey. Now that man is someone you may call an asshole. He is trying to bully the cash register attendant into giving him the bottle for less because he buys so many. He is taking all of his life’s frustrations out on her.

    She is the old lady who has worked as a cash register attendant here for years. And she is a real gem. She patiently explains to the man in her quiet voice why she cannot grant his request. She calls him sweetie and she means it. Her energy is unwavering. She is a genuine human being.

    I watch Earth and its people all the time. I know your species inside and out. But I have never experienced this physical realm before. I will tonight.

    In the dark night, the stars glisten. If you got close to one of the stars, you would see it is actually your sun. Just from a different day. One star is the sun from yesterday. One from last week. One from a month ago and all the days since. That star over there is your sun from last year. That one next to it is from a hundred years ago, but it is just an itty-bitty spark from where you are looking.

    It is funny that you humans look to the night’s suns for astrology to describe who you are and what will happen in your future. You even wish upon them for things to come true in your lives. Yet you do not know you are looking at your actual futures. And you do not know you are looking at reflections of the life you have already lived.

    If you got close to the brightest star in your night, you would see the Earth you knew yesterday, circling it. The sun of tomorrow is the brightest too, but it flickers. It sparkles this way because sometimes the free will of people cannot be predicted. The future is constantly changing. Future suns are the ones that twinkle the most because that galaxy is constantly changing. Anything can happen, even if some things are more likely.

    The future stars are indeed just balls of gas. And so is the Earth around each of them. This is why our species has an easier time visiting the past. The past is so much easier to see and the past is more stable.

    Space and time have no end and no beginning. Space and time are the same thing. And you are all a part of it.

    Sun is light. Light is energy. And we are energy. We are light. I am. And you are. You may not know that you shine. But from here, I can see that you do. The sun is much bigger. So big that it cannot hide in the physical realm. Your shine is less detectable there, but you are just as special.

    Nothing travels faster than the speed of light. No matter how hard you try. No matter how fast you run or how big of an engine you build, nothing is faster than light. Because where there is light, it is already everywhere and does not need to travel. It can be anywhere just like me. Just like you. You just do not know it yet. I can be on my planet one second and on your planet another. I am in another dimension. One where I can see the other ones. Like in a video game where any scene can appear on the same screen. Like a dream, where traveling is instantaneous. Except we are in a dream all the time. You just happen to be in the physical one right now. And since that is the only one you are truly familiar with, it is the only one you call reality. All of the dimensions are real, though.

    Your consciousness is more powerful than you know. It can alter your reality. Just like I can switch channels and go to your planet, you can come to mine. Except you can actually do it much easier. If you only knew how to project your energy out of your physical vessel. I mean, everyone in my species can visit your planet easily. But it is much harder to be on your planet in a physical form. To experience it exactly as you do.

    To come to your realm, one must usually be made by a human man and woman. Except for today. I am, as you say, so fucking excited! I have been practicing for a long time, but I have finally been able to make my energy as slow and as dense as yours. I can finally visit your planet in a way where you can all see me.

    You have shamans on your planet. They are known by many cultures as the most spiritual people. They can project their energy into other dimensions. I am the shaman of my kind. I have been practicing manifestation longer than anyone I know. No one has been able to manifest into your realm before. The very thick and heavy physical realm. If they did, you are not supposed to know about it. And there is no documentation anywhere. But the time has come for me to communicate messages.

    I am a pioneer from my planet. A planet no one currently on yours knows about. Not all of the stars that humans can see are the Earth’s sun. Our sun can sometimes be seen from Earth. It is like yours, but twenty-five times larger. When your part of Earth will turn towards us and our galaxy towards you, you will be able to see our sun. It will be the brightest star in your night sky. But the last time that has happened, it was way before people had any technology to prove it.

    Our galaxy is named after our sun. Because without the sun, there would be no galaxy. It is the source of our energy. Just like yours is for you. If I pronounced the name of our sun to you, you would not understand it. But some humans have called it Arcturus. All our planets circle it, just like yours do around your sun. And my planet is the third one from it, just like your Earth is.

    My planet has some other similarities to yours. We have mountains and oceans, daytime and nighttime. The weather never changes, though. I did not even know what temperature meant until I started observing Earth. Since I have not been into the physical realm of Earth yet, I have not felt temperature. I have, however, heard humans talk about it. A lot.

    Today, on my planet, it was just another boring sunny day. Now it is just another clear night sky. As I am staring at it, I can see all the suns of your past and future days. Because our nights are so clear and we have no lamps of any kind, I can see suns from many galaxies.

    Every night I come here to this rolling green meadow. I just lay back with my hands behind my head like I am right now. I pick a sun and I meditate until I land on the Earth that is circling it. We travel to the planets in our galaxy the same way. Since we can travel to any space or time, we do not need cars.

    We do not need shelter here either. What for? When the weather is always perfect. No storms or winters.

    Since it never gets cold, we do not need clothes. I am naked. I do not have private parts because we do not multiply and we do not die. We travel through all time periods. I do not start and end on my planet. Neither do you. I am like you before you were born and after you die. I am like you in your dreams.

    I could never understand why humans will do anything for material things. Even fight and hurt each other. Stealing from each other when you can just get your own anything. You just have to believe in it and take the steps. Everyone knows that here. And it is not like you can take any of it with you after you are done with that human journey.

    You guys invented money. As I understand it, it is a type of colored paper. It became the only way to get anything you want or need. Even necessary things for you, like water! You literally cannot survive without money. And it is the number one thing that makes your energy dark and your frequencies low. I am so intrigued! I have come up with an experiment to try on you guys so I can learn more!

    I do not need to eat but I am excited to see why you guys love to. I do not need food because I work with all energy. Like from the sun or plants or crystals. Energy is everywhere. I could even use your energy but that would be selfish. You need your energy. There is another species that does not care, though. They feed off your energy any chance they get. Any time you are not paying attention because you are drunk or blinded by anger, you may be getting drained. When you are not present, they are.

    I love you guys. I am an activist for you just like some of you are for animals. I want to help you. I kind of look like you but I am much taller. My skin is a very light shade of grey. I have pupils too, but they fill my big almond-shaped eyes. My head is shaped like an almond too. Big side up. My nose, and mouth, and everything else can pass as human for the most part. A light grey human...with wings. You cannot always see my wings. They tuck in nicely. But when I expand them, they are longer than I am vertical. Shaped like a bird’s wings without the feathers. They are a very light shade of grey, like the rest of me. I will use them to fly when I manifest in your solid world. I am so excited. I never got to actually use them before.

    I have observed your planet so much and have seen different parts of it. I know all your languages and understand a lot about you guys. But not everything. You all have everything you need in common. Food, shelter, clothing, love. Yet some of you guys use the things that make you unique against each other. I have a lot of questions. Like why do you make yourselves and each other so sad and so mad? What does pain feel like? What are tears and blood like? Why do you desire that from each other so badly? Because from here, it looks like those things do not benefit you.

    I know that your planet is about the same percentage of water as you. I know that tears and sweat taste like the oceans. I heard you guys describe it. But when you cry, I am completely confused as to what is happening. It must be because you cannot see everything that I can. And I want to help you. I have witnessed your history. I know your ancestors as well as I know you. I understand why some things are the way they are.

    I love when you guys love. Love is energy. Love is light. Like our suns. My species is all about making energy ourselves and sharing. Not taking. The love you have for your friends, your family, the people you mate with, and your pets makes me realize you do understand sometimes. When people love, they see very clearly.

    Like this one human, Lexie. She was raised in a mafia family. Yet she knew there was a lot of darkness that came with that life. Her cousin Grace knew what light was too. Well, until she found out she had a rare disease, but she ended up figuring it out again. That’s a whole other story. All of you have a story.

    When I observe Earth, I am there but not in your dimension. Not physical. Not yet, at least. The only people that saw me before were having sleep paralysis. You know how when you have a dream you are running, but your body is still? It is in paralysis. When you become conscious, but your body is still in this paralysis you are having sleep paralysis. It can feel a little scary. If this happens to you and if you are scared, just try wiggling your toe or some other body part to get out of it. But if you relax, you can leave your body. You can travel just like I do. You can even visit my planet. Some of you call it astral projection, but haven’t mastered it yet. Ask a shaman.

    This one time, I was observing a teenage boy that ended up seeing me. He lived in a town called Fairfield. It is in the lower half of Illinois, one of the united states of America. I was trying to make sense of what you guys call a farm. The place you grow and raise food. So, I went to this farm. While I was staring at corn, I felt this strange energy coming out of a house nearby.

    I had to check it out so I went in there. The lights were out, but I was aware of everything. The boy in the upstairs bedroom was having a nightmare so he could deal with the feelings he has been ignoring.

    I stared at his fine brown hair and wondered how hair would look like on me. I looked at his freckles and how they reminded me of a constellation. That must be the one where he is from. One of his eyes was bruised and swollen badly. He had a scab on his lip. He looked very agitated as his eyes were moving under his eyelids. I put my forehead to his and I read his feelings through our third eyes.

    That is how I learned about Bob. He was bullied a lot. He could never get a mate. There were not many options for friends or mates in this tiny town. He explored more in his dreams than he was able to in real life.

    He went lucid this particular night. You know, where he realized he was in his dream and not in his awake life. Just when he was about to be able to do whatever he wanted in the dream, he got too excited and came into consciousness. His body was still paralyzed, however. He was able to see more layers of dimensions when he was in between two states like this. As soon as he saw me standing there, he freaked out. After a couple of minutes, he woke up fully and could not see me anymore. He was back in level three where he could only see three dimensions. He brushed off our encounter as part of his nightmare.

    I came back to visit him a week later. He was having another nightmare, since he tended to bottle his feelings up a lot. This time it was about his birthday. The one that was the day before this.

    Bob’s idol was Michael Schumacher, the German racing driver. He was hoping to get the Omega Speedmaster Reduced Schumacher watch he told his parents about. He described it to his friend in great detail at lunch. But when he got home, he found out that not only did his parents not buy him the watch, they bought him nothing. They were not even home most of the day.

    On this morning, when he showed up to school, one of the rich children had one on. It was silver and had a red face just like how Bob described it to his friend. Bob lost it and got in a fight with the rich child. He yelled at him and called him a copycat. The rich child had a lot of friends that kissed up to him. They all beat up Bob pretty badly.

    And now Bob was laying in his bed, having a nightmare. In this nightmare, though, his parents were the ones beating him up.

    Bob started to go lucid again as he tried to escape from the nightmare. The moment he did, his parents turned into demons. Ones that looked human but bald, colorless, and naked with sharp pointy teeth. They scurried away. Bob was still sleeping but his soul was awake. He then went into sleep paralysis. Right up to the part where he saw me observing him. This time he was not scared. He started to levitate outside of his body. Bob’s astral self was able to stand up next to me. I could still see his freckles and now his blue eyes. No longer damaged. His hair was still brown. He was short and skinny. But he was not solid. He was like me. Just vibrant energy.

    I showed him around that night. Our energies traveled around the world. We saw Paris, Amsterdam, Egypt, and Antarctica.

    Then I took him to the moon to have an important talk with him. I told him that he needed to leave his town and to move to Los Angeles. I told him how he would meet a guy named Aaron and that Aaron is a great writer. That together they will meet a director named Larry and an agent named Kate who knows a lot of good actors. I told him where and when to meet them all. I then told him that his Aunt Deidre and Uncle Bruce who live in the Hamptons will love to fund the movie that he and his new friends will plan. This was the beginning of his very successful producing career.

    Unfortunately, the day after we hung out, he told his fellow classmates about how he was abducted by an alien. They all bullied him extra hard after that. I never bothered him again or anyone else after that.

    He was bullied for anything and everything the whole time he lived there. His parents were no help. They never gave him the time of day. They were never in love with each other, but felt forced to stay together so they could raise him. They needed someone to blame for the life they forced themselves to have, so the blame went to their son. It was the only thing his parents had in common.

    Bob’s life was hell all the way up until he was eighteen years old. He forced himself to forget about aliens since they were a source of so much pain for him. So, he did not think about me anymore. Something in him wanted to move, though. The first place he thought about was Los Angeles. He forgot why that idea came to mind and he did not remember why the people he ended up meeting sounded so familiar. That’s OK. I do not need any credit. But I am concerned because, by the time he started his successful life, he was not the same Bob I knew before.

    Now I will be seen by him again. And not just him, but everyone! I cannot believe the time has finally come for me to manifest myself into solidness. The first place I’m going is Bob’s.

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    CHAPTER 2

    T oday’s Earth’s sun is just about to stop twinkling in the center of the sky. My vision is becoming more and more foggy as I focus on it. I am picturing myself laying on Bob’s grass just like I am now. On my back with my hands behind my head. I wonder if he will be happy to see me. I am so giddy with happiness.

    I am just vibrating energy now from head to toe. I inhale deeply and exhale slowly. Inhale. Exhale. My energy starts to slow down. It is getting thicker and thicker. Every time I inhale, I imagine my body more solid than it is. I feel heavy. So heavy.

    At the same time, I am manifesting myself onto your planet. And I am getting more and more solid. More heavy…

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    Fuck. This feels so fucking weird. I need a stronger word than fuck. What word would you use to describe the worst feeling ever? I would go over all the human conversations I have ever heard in my head so I can pick a word, but I cannot focus! FUUUUCCKKKK!!!!! What the hell is this? I can’t take it. I start screaming. AAAARRRRGGHHHH!!!!

    Snow is all around me and there is more falling on top of me. It is wet like water, but cold. So cold. I am getting colder by the second. The snowflakes gently hit my body, but the brisk wind stings.

    I can hear the echoes of my screams for miles. This is Bob’s grass but not his place in California! How did I end up on his old farm? The sky is dark right now. I feel extremely uncomfortable. Rigid and cold.

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