An Enigma in Amazon: one, #1

By Zeca Paludo

 If you believe that humanity is hurtling toward the abyss of irremediable chaos, you are absolutely right! 
But if your optimism inclines you to disbelief, I advise you to read this book... because, despite the utopia, there is a reality that can never be relegated...
  Our race, for centuries, has been postponing optimized preventive precautions regarding the environmental and ethical care of the planet.
  We forget that the profits from disorderly devastation and savage greed in the coming decades will have no value because there will simply be nothing left as investment or consumption...
  The most they will be able to claim with the profits will be to burn their banknotes to keep warm from the terrible cold...
  This will be the purpose of the present work, in a fictional saga that is exciting in adventure and beauty, set in the enigmatic Amazon and starring incredible characters, among aliens and terraks.

The author.

• Language: English
• Publisher: jose Fernando da Cunha Gomes
• Release date: Jan 26, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224438402

Zeca Paludo

Zeca Paludo nasceu na Povoa de Varzim, Portugal e vive em S. Paulo Brasil, onde escreveu a saga Um Enigma na Amazonia quando de sua atuação como engenheiro em mineradora multiacional, localizada às margens do Rio Jari entre Para e Amapa nas decadas de 80 e 90.

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PREFACE

SUMMARY 

FIRST PART: Contact.citizens, as well as the relationships, especially healthy ones that interacted among civil communities.

Our planet, sidereal home, is no longer a thriving storehouse of abundant natural resources in view of the disordered human demographic growth in almost all nations, as well as, the environmental devastation and waste of scarce material factors available.

It is time to analyze moral principles contemplation for logic and ethical behavior before it is too late... if it is not already. We hope that, at least, we have contributed with a small parcel of good will to the common good of our extraordinary race rooted on planet Earth.

Chapter I: The Phenomenon 

Chapter II- The Strange and Beautiful Creature 

Chapter III- Elucidations about the extraterrestrial PP 

Chapter IV- PP's planet and its habitat 

Chapter V- PP in the local community 

SECOND PART: Experiments 

Chapter VI- Researching the local biodiversity 

Chapter VII- Current Air Behavior 

Chapter VIII - Current behavior of water 

Chapter IX - Current behavior of the soil 

THIRD PART: Pilgrimage and premonitions up to 2133 

Chapter X - First Meeting with People and Media 

Chapter XI - Juthay's unlawful act 

Chapter XII - Great debate in a southeastern city   

Chapter XIII - The repercussion in the media 

FINAL PART: The Farewell

Chapter XIV - Reactions near the rescue 

Epilog - The farewell. 

PRESENTATION 

This work a fictional epic novel sought to demonstrate in concise, simple, and clear language the current social trend toward which planet Earth is heading.

With the globalization that started a few decades ago, we are faced with a macroeconomic environment that is not very encouraging, where social retaliation in all four corners of the world has become poignant with the strong domination of capitalist power which is often radical and concentrates wealth.

Gone are the days of abundant opportunities for ordinary

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Pay attention:  

If you believe that us are at the abyss of irremediable chaos, you are absolutely right!

But if your optimism inclines you to disbelief, I advise you to read this  book.

If you believe that humanity is hurtling toward book... because, despite the utopia, there is a reality that can never be relegated to keep warm from the terrible cold...

This will be the purpose of the present work, in a fictional saga that is exciting in adventure and beauty, set in the enigmatic Amazon and starring incredible characters, among aliens and terraks.

Our race, for centuries, has been postponing optimized preventive precautions regarding the environmental and ethical care of the planet.

We forget that the profits from disorderly devastation and savage greed in the coming decades will have no value because there will simply be nothing left as investment or consumption...

The most they will be able to claim with the profits will be to burn their banknotes The author.

A wise man once said: in matter, nothing is destroyed, everything is transformed. So it is, that the One, being powerful living energy, abstract and unlimited, unbounded in time and space immantial and immutable, gives back to the Verse, concrete and limited, whatever we wish be it good or bad... that is why we witness rare ventures and successive misadventures.  (zp)

PREFACE

This is a narrative fiction-reality. Fiction, by the elements and the acting alien character; reality, by the places, the protagonists and the complex misdeeds that currently involve the planet, lived in the middle of the Amazon and in other places of the country and directed as an opportune message to the young of good sense from puberty to decrepitude, aiming at this not mere emotion but, above all, perplexion and consequent reflection. 

The facts that occurred were arranged, however, the seriousness experienced and discussed among the characters should not be relegated to fantasy because every day, we observe with astonishment the damage that the mismanagement and the misuse of technological resources now spent by the capitalist power causes on our planet.

We forget, unfortunately, that we are born, live and die in a gigantic cosmic spaceship where nobody emigrates, nor do the gas pollution in the air and in the water, the huge forest and city burnings, tornadoes, hurricanes, big floods, in short, everything that we never used to witness with such voracity and constancy, today are registered facts that confuse and scare us.

And what do the authorities do? It is true that climate and technological studies are being developed, however, the constant awareness and corrective action as a whole are moving at a slow pace.

This must not continue. After all, the Earth is our home and we depend on it entirely, and if we do not take action, chaos will soon ensue. Religious people discuss and preach the apocalypse. I don't believe that the damage is so serious to be able to use this expression. However, as events point out, I believe that we will not be far from a disaster of this magnitude.

I do not intend, with this, to propose any pact of return to prehistory.

This is not the focus. However, a global and unrestricted pact is needed regarding the sustainability of a gradual growth that respects and protects the life of all beings on our planet. There must be, in my opinion, constant preventive and corrective monitoring in all corners of the globe for sustained development with a firm and strong direction, and not mediocre or palliative measures that add nothing, or almost nothing.

We must bear in mind that nature, when attacked, generally erases the vectors of aggression in time - phenomenon of resilience -, returning natural conditions for the reuse of its resources, whether in terms of atmospheric air, water or soil; however, in saturated and environmentally critical physical states part regenerates, but what about the residual pollution excess? This is where we must become aware of this real environmental poison.

In conclusion, this narrative extends to a premonition developed by an extraterrestrial visitor who, aware of our macro-structural problems, teaches us ecology and moral principles already forgotten in the wind of time, but occasionally leaving enigmatic signs between the lines, It warns us of what may happen in the near future, if we do not seriously and competently face the phenomena that are evident in our day-to-day lives, and that are there to be combated, or at least extremely mitigated with the deserved rigor.

This utopia follows: what would we do, in case we came face to face with an alien being of high moral standing? For sure our daily life would no longer be the same and, the most interesting thing: our way of thinking and acting about the world would be radically different from what it is today.  So, I hope that this message will find resonance among well-meaning readers.

This, in short, is the purpose of this first part of the wourd. 

Monte Dourado (PA), March 1983

Zeca Paludo.

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FIRST  PART

Contact

CHAPTER I

The Phenomenon

It was a Thursday morning in July, in a factory town lost in eastern  forest, a small but suffocating interference of smoke was observed, perhaps due to the hard-to-find fires in that forest sea.

Gonzales, an engineer with a degree from the southeast of the country, worked at the local mineral plant and was in transit from his apartment to the plant.

On the way there, he thought to himself, "Gee, if it were in the southeast, it would be fine, but even here... sometimes we are suffocated by this annoying and impertinent smoke!  Upon arriving at the plant, after the usual greetings, a technician pointed out:

- Mr. Gonzales, did you observe the intensity of the pollution today?

- Yes, Jonas. I was thinking about this. Even here, at this end of the world, we also have to face this nuisance? What is happening? It was not like this when I arrived here, almost three years ago...

- That's right," concluded the technician. - Get used to it, because in the southeast you'll soon have to wear a mask.

- You don't watch TV...

- No. On weekends I like to go to the club. Swimming pool, tennis, volleyball, chatting with friends, you know!

The daily routine continued in that region and the persistent smoke in the forest was noticeable almost every time, either in the morning or at dusk. In fact, the local temperature, with predominantly humid air, did not exceed 36 degrees Celsius in the summer period, but on hotter days there were peaks between 39 and 41 degrees Celsius. Due to the rarefied climate, sweating was constant, despite the installation of air-conditioning units in all the plant's rooms and in most of the functional housing.

Midsummer Night, 1983.

Saturday, 9:42 pm.

Gonzales was on his balcony, stretched out in an old cotton hammock, thinking about his absent family. After three months of untimely stay he decided to return to the southeast with his wife and two children: Ferdinand, four years old, and Alice, one year old. His work contract was at stake; the boy had contracted a chronic virus infection in one of his legs, and his supervisor allowed the family to travel to the southeast for a definitive and safe treatment, since it was impossible to stop the outbreak of the virus in the local hospital, which was unknown even to the local doctors. During his son's convalescence, his wife Arminda was reluctant to return with him. She hated that place and considered it far away, quiet, unsafe and dangerous. But he had contracted in the southeast, due to a long period of inactivity, heavy debts that demanded an unpayable redemption...

So, after the boy's treatment, he returned alone to the plant's activities.

He managed to convince his superior that it was better this way and, for sure, the expected results of his work would be highly rewarding for the mill.

He laughed, remembering the superior's exclamation:

Gonzales, I hope you won't leave me with a hot potato on my hands.

In fact, the results obtained during his management were rewarding, as far as production costs and the quality criteria of the ores, most of which were exported to Europe and Asia, were concerned.

The night was warm with a gentle breeze, and Gonzales was reluctant to retire.  The small village where he lived was the satellite town of the mill, some thirteen kilometers away from the plant by a narrow side road paved with pebbles.

It was customary there for employees to organize events on weekends, such as small parties at the club, birthdays, or small talk in the adjacent bars. But Gonzales opted to take a short walk in the outskirts of the jungle and listen to music in his car while watching the dark forest on the way, surrounded by places with little traffic, but with beautiful streams. The silence was deadly. Not even a birdsong or a nightingale, just total stillness. In the sky, a diaphanous silver mantle of bright stars and the moon, which seemed as if it could be touched with the fingers... only the music and the roar of the engine of his car in motion, echoing through the deserted road... 

Gonzalez stood close to a dense clearing. He wanted to marvel at the splendor of the calm night and inhale the fragrance of the eucalyptus trees planted in the vast industrial area. He turned off the engine and the radio and stared at the immense infinity, fascinated by such stillness and beauty.

Suddenly, a glittering streak crossed the sky at breakneck speed and, in a moment, reduced acceleration, landing a short distance away from where he was standing. He was amazed! A meteorite? But in a uniform bright blue color? A meteorite projects at a constant speed, and that was not the case, because the speed was brutally reduced until it stopped near the ground. What would it be? Curiosity... Gonzales was scared. The clock read exactly 1:35 a.m. on Sunday morning. Maybe no one had witnessed the phenomenon, and he hoped that someone would show up to verify what had happened. He started the engine, nothing! There was no electric current. Now he was alone, trembling in that place, not knowing how to get back to the city. He had gone about six kilometers, not far enough to walk back. He would wait a little longer. He didn't feel able to go to the place. Outside the vehicle, his feet felt like they were stuck to the clay soil. Maybe someone would come along and together they would find out what had happened... strange and frightening Gonzales went inside and turned the car's ignition on again... nothing! He decided to close the doors and wait a little longer. He snuggled into the seat and waited.

Suddenly, a terrifying wind shook the forest. Wind in the region was rare, and Gonzales could not