My Human Life

By Owan Goode

Have you ever questioned the validity of religions?

This story is based on a series of vivid, visitation dreams about encounters with an alien creature, in rural Australia, who explains how the world was made and why we are here.

The dream content is intertwined with some of the author’s own strange true-life stories and how they can be explained by the new information and previously unheard-of concepts.

An author’s note explains the dream sequence and content. Credibility is added to the story by a reference to a mysterious metal blob inside our moon, which is a fact.

This is an entertaining and thought-provoking theory which explores the meaning of life on earth. Find the Thought Collector and it’s a game changer. Could it really be this simple ...?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tellwell Talent
• Release date: Jun 29, 2022
• ISBN: 9781922812681

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My Human Life

Owan Goode

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This story is entirely a work of fiction.

No character in this story is taken from real life. Any resemblance to any person or persons living or dead is accidental and unintentional.

The author, their agents and publishers cannot be held responsible for any claim otherwise and take no responsibility for any such coincidence.

1

Our vessel was not a big ship, but it suited our needs perfectly. From the mid-section, or saloon, I could survey the planets in conflict, in particular the main aggressor, DPJFour-OneQ. I couldn’t see any detail, which was how I liked it. I didn’t want to look the planet’s inhabitants in the eye as I destroyed them.

I gazed down through the big window at the planet. What would they do? I knew there would be confusion and fear among the innocents, but there was no choice now. Their leaders would definitely know what was happening and they would come looking for me, but we would be long gone by that time.

The planet looked a lot like Earth ZXSixty-Six, where we intend to go for a holiday after this mission concludes. My partner in life was waiting. We would go together, but may not even meet up there, many things could go wrong.

So peaceful and blue. Like a resort. But the truth here was far different. The inhabitants of DPJFour-OneQ were bloodthirsty killers who would not be dissuaded from the destruction of others. After one thousand years of fighting, I was the last resort for peace. The time for diplomacy was over.

I felt calm and ready to focus on the task ahead.

I looked around our comfortable saloon cabin where I spent most of my time. Apart from the windows on both sides, there were several screens to show images by projection as well as a lounge and four comfortable resting chairs for visitors. I needed none of those comforts. I only sat on a chair if it relaxed a guest.

Further to the rear was the kitchen galley, sleeping quarters, bathroom, armoury and general storerooms.

Up the front was the cockpit. My protectors, Rapeel and Sonig, were up there, navigating and keeping us invisible from the surveillance of the scanners on DPJFour-OneQ. These guys were extremely good at looking after me. If it came to a fight, no one could best them, but mainly they just kept me out of sight, so I could do my work.

They were huge, hairy with massive fangs in a dog like snout and oversized muscles bulging in every direction. Rapeel was all black and Sonig white. I sometimes wished I could be like them. Focused warriors who solved physical problems with their physicality. Capable of great violence, but also great love. Massively strong but equally tender. Truly great guys.

Rapeel stood and walked towards me. You’re going to have to shift that planet boss, he said.

I knew what had to be done. I asked if we were in the best position. I didn’t want to make a mistake. I asked if our escape plan was programmed in. What was our expected time of arrival back at the Collaboration of Cultures. I asked if they were ready for evasive manoeuvres should we somehow be detected. I asked questions to which I knew the answers so I could be comfortable and relaxed. I needed to be extremely focused to complete the mission as quickly and accurately as possible.

I knew Rapeel and Sonig had already planned and prepared everything for my safety. These guys were the best the Collaboration had. I needed the best fighters and navigators that could be found, and these guys had been with me on many missions. We were a small but effective team.

Rapeel was watching me, waiting. I answered in my way and began the task.

I relaxed my mind and body, focussing only on the planet DPJFour-OneQ. I began to feel the course of the planet, its orbit around the star, its weather patterns, heat, cold, rain and dry. I began to feel its core with my core.

I am only small. Little more than sixty centimetres long, the size of a rail. I have no limbs, no mouth. I only have eyes. I am a brain with eyes. I absorb nutrients through my eyes from the atmosphere, but I need very little. I hover, as I have no legs. I speak with my mind, directly into other people’s minds.

Rapeel and Sonig were lying back, eyes closed, ready to lend their minds if I needed to draw on their brain power to supplement my own. This planet was pretty big, and I probably would need the extra power.

I held it with my mind, feeling its weight, its momentum. Gradually, I began to ease it away from the star. Not too far, just far enough to cause a total ice cover, ruining crops, causing a famine. The planet’s leaders would see that we weren’t bluffing, and in time, I could move it back, when they gave up the fight.

It’s what I did, what I was. A planet shifter. If they didn’t stop fighting, I could move them further causing massive casualties. I didn’t like doing that, but I have done it several times in order to save