Metanova

METANOVA

  My Stars and Other Highlights part 8

  Copyright 2014 A.D. Nance

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  CONTENTS

  11: Metanova

  Next: The Seecirc

  METANOVA

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  The sound was at once an enveloping blanket of thunder and yet soothing and restful. He opened his eyes. Blue-gray sky met green-gray ocean at the flat demarcation line that stretched to infinity in 3 directions – the horizon. He closed his eyes. The rumble of the surf, the waves crashing, the coast’s timeless lullaby as the cradle rocked, relaxed him.

  The gentle breeze grew and became an overwhelming and transforming wind that carried him out to sea. Now he was alone and the infinity went out in all directions on the surface of the water. Suddenly he fell off his raft into the ocean. The ocean mind game was over. His partner Salena had pushed him from behind into a wave.

  “That’s what you get for drifting off,” Salena said with a mischievous laugh. Eldon reacted first by looking at his wet pants and then turning and running toward Salena. He tried to catch her without success. Such innocent play was the main activity of this couple on this rare day at an Earth beach. They enjoyed it just as anyone else there at this ‘open Ibee beach,’ where tourists from at least seven star systems may visit. One group of beach visitors seemed to be having great fun. Small round blobs – the children, were tossed out into the surf one by one by the large stationary mother blob. They would bob up and down in the water then make their way back to the mother to be picked up by one of her eight tentacles and tossed out again. This was what Octartians from Mars liked to do. They were just regular visitors from the ‘local’ area.

  As Salena and Eldon walked along the beach hand in hand they talked.

  “This day should last forever,” Salena wished.

  “Just think of us here whenever you see the ocean or sand,” Eldon mused.

  “I will keep it in my treasure of special days,” Salena said happily. Then she said “Every Ibee should have a place like this to go.”

  “I agree. But Earth is one of the few places that has these conditions.”

  “I know. My planet, Valenyez has only a few small seas that are too dangerous to get near. This place is so peaceful and gentle in comparison.”

  Eldon stopped to pick up a small shell. Looking at the shell he said,

  “Many have decided to remain here for their final years. That is why Earth has more people aged 300 plus years than any planet in the sector.” Then he tossed the shell out to the waves.

  “Earth is a great place to settle down,” Salena said in a positive tone. Looking at Eldon she asked, “What do you think?” Eldon chuckled,

  “Of course, its -- ,” stopping, he stood and looked into Salena’s face with a sort of puzzled expression. She was smiling as he said,

  “That won’t be for a couple of centuries yet.”

  “I know, Eldon. I don’t want to settle down either. I just can’t see myself stuck on a planet raising little ones, even for only 30 years or so, not yet anyway. I like being a Singsord too much.” She paused and saw some sea birds take flight, then said,

  “But if I did want to settle down, Earth would be the place.”

  “I’m glad you feel the same way I do, Salena. Some would say we have plenty of time to do what we want. But time has a way of jumping ahead, and unexpectedly.” They now walked to the edge of the water and faced the ocean.

  “Do you ever wonder who we really are, Salena?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “A person’s family, name, background, defines who he is. Also his home and all his experiences shape his personality.”

  “Isn’t it also your decisions you make in life?” Salena added.

  “Exactly. And we have decided to seek the Singular Source as Singsords. We traverse the known galaxy and beyond on a regular basis. We come in contact with life forms and wonders that most cannot even imagine in their lifetime. Sometimes we even join to or become the life forms, the Ibees, for a time to help them. If you are not careful you could begin to think you are more than Ibee, that you are superior, like a so-called god.”

  “Only the Creator allows us to be a part of that. And we have to come home, like today. We have a home base that grounds us. But you better answer that important call.” Immediately after she said that Eldon’s compod alerted. It was about a ship being ready for them tomorrow. Salena still had her extra-sensory abilities, like knowing a call is coming before it alerts.

  Eldon was not surprised at all because her ‘extra’ sight had become an ordinary occurrence.

  “Yes Salena you are right. But sometimes it is like we are some kind of super chameleons. And it makes me wonder who we really are when we have a seemingly endless diversity making us up.”

  Salena put her arm around Eldon and looking over the waves she said,

  “We are children of the Creator.”

  Satisfied with that, Eldon said, “Yes, so we better get ready for our flight tomorrow.” He turned and started to walk away from the ocean. After several steps he turned around to look for Salena. But she was nowhere in sight. He quickly walked back to the water. Then Salena emerged from a wave, came to Eldon and said,

  “I’m ready to go now.”

  In the far reaches of Deberon lay Elaemaas, a very special star. Nearly 1,000 parsecs from Earth, they were now on the other side of the galaxy. A significant distance, and with no light purpose was this voyage. It was not an official mission under the power of the SS Dome, but still important. Eldon and Salena as a team were chosen to voluntarily go as observers of a rare stellar event. The Singsord Travelers Association was the agency that chose them and provided the GL class ship, one of 20 to observe the event. The event, for lack of a better term, was called Metanova. It was said that this means a star that dies and is immediately replaced by another star from another dimension. Such an event is so rare that it may happen once in a billion earth years. The only way that a handful of Ibees learned about this was from the Celestions as they are known to us. They are the highest form of life or entities known in the universe. We do not call them Ibees because they are so far beyond that. Their existence is not material, but pure energy. They are not limited by laws of the material universe. Time, distance, and the known dimensions do not apply to them. They have been known to communicate with a few select Ibees, to guide them as it were. It is analogous to adults guiding children. The Celestions could no doubt reveal much about the Source if they wanted to. The only thing they have said about the Source to their Ibee contacts is that they are not our creators, but that the Source created them long before us.

  The so-called Metanova is far more rare than a supernova. Hence, no Ibee had ever seen one, that we know of. We were given almost no information about it except the basic idea of what is to happen, the location, the galactic date, and that it would take a few solar days. There was a mention of some unusual effects that could not be fully understood by the Ibee contacts. It was decided that a safe distance to observe would be a light ‘day.’ That is, the distance light could travel in a solar day which is approximately 30 billion kilometers or the width of 18 small solar systems.

  The 20 ships had taken their positions and were preparing for the event. Eldon and Salena’s ship was the only one from Earth. All were ready to report their observations to a central database. Some were tied in with each other through universal translators. Some also took extra precautions with shielding and escape plans. They all waited with full attention and ex-pectation of something new and unique. Several ho
urs passed with no discernable change in the star Elaemaas.