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1. Q OF TETRAGRAMMATON (ELOHIM) SAVES PLANET EARTH!

   07/16/07 00:24:53 | 0 Comments

   
   
   Philosophical Fiction - When Reality Met Science Fiction
   
   Or...
   
   WHEN SCIENCE FICTION MET REALITY
   BY HQ OF TETRAGRAMMATON (ELOHIM)
   
   
   
   Q OF TETRAGRAMMATON
   (ELOHIM)
   SAVES PLANET EARTH!
   
   
   
   CAST INTRODUCTION:
   
   "Don" - The Protaganist and Writer Of This Tale, High Q of Tetragrammaton (Elohim), Old Merlin Himself
   
   "Jean Luc Picard" - Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise and Human Being From Planet Earth In The Future of the 24th Century
   
   "Data" - Superhero Android Of All Time And Space Destined To Save The Entire Human Race
   
   "Q" - A Multi-Dimensional Entity That Controls All Time, Space, and Possibilities Throughout All The Multiuniverses At Personal Will and Whim
   
   
   
   CHAPTER 0
   PROLOGUE
   
   
   As I wrote these words, I eventually noticed that our reality wasn't what it was supposed to be. Of course, I came to this ultimate realization through my own personal observation and personal contact with reality itself.
   
   Instead of peace, we had war. Instead of freedom, we had slavery. Instead of knowledge being strength, we had ignorance being strength for all of those evil people of our world who craved power over all others.
   
   We had allegiances of nations and governments who were openly vying for their detested place inside history while deceiving the public about all of it.
   
   And the national media?
   
   Sworn to secrecy and ignorance about matters of "extreme inconvenience" to the various would-be dictators at large, telling us all instead about the many things that did not even remotely resemble "the whole truth and nothing but the truth."
   
   In our new unreality, the sexual dalliances of the artists were focused upon as news while our leaders danced and lied their way to conquest and power over our entire planet's resources and peoples.
   
   George Orwell must have been heaving chunks from all of that spinning around at five thousand miles per hour, six feet under the ground.
   
   How one could ever achieve such a velocity inside the grave was beyond even me. There just isn't a lot of room inside a coffin...but somehow, he managed nonetheless.
   
   http://www.online-literature.com/orwell/1984
   
   It made me wonder....just how do you clean up the inside of a coffin when it is buried firmly underground? I really had no idea at the time.
   
   And there I was, about to start another contemplative sentence on the whole subject of failed humanity in our century of existence, when there was a bright light flash from behind me.
   
   "That sure sounded like an effect I once heard on Star Trek," was my first thought as I turned around to have a look at the clatter matter for myself.
   
   But I certainly wasn't prepared for what I saw next.
   
   Standing there, wearing a great mock-up of a Starfleet uniform from Star Trek: The Next Generation, was John Delancie.
   
   My second thought was: how did John Delancie sneak into my life being completely unnoticed by myself? So of course, I demanded to understand the incredibly obvious for what it was.
   
   "Mr. DeLancie. Although I'm a bit of a fan of yours, there's just no excuse for this. My locks are very secure, so would you mind explaining to me, precisely, just how you managed to break into my place of residence?"
   
   The person in front of me smiled.
   
   "Hello Don. You know...you were always a very petulant human being during your entire existence. Use that incredibly small mind of yours. Don't you know who I really am?"
   
   He knew my name. So it had to be an elaborate gag.
   
   "Sure, you're John Delancie. You're a very good actor. You are probably best known for your work on Star Trek, and you always try to hide from people whenever they recognize you on the street because of it. As for knowing you, I've just met you for the first time. Did Kevin put you up to this gag? I think it's a good one. It sounds like something Kevin might have come up with in his spare time, of which he appears to have a lot of these days."
   
   The entity in front of me smiled once again.
   
   "I must admit, I always have so much trouble communicating with you very primitive creatures on the most simplest of facts. Perhaps I will undoubtedly need to explain who I am to you in an obvious way that your microbrain can easily understand for itself."
   
   "Try me," I said, unconvinced.
   
   "Very well. I am really Q."
   
   "Right."
   
   "Oh, ever the doubter, aren't you? I merely took on the form of John Delancie in order to give you a frame of reference, so that you can readily understand who I am to you. And if it makes you feel any better, John doesn't really like it too much at all either. But it's his own fault. He took on my role in this universe, so he's cursed forever with it now. And forever can be a...
   
   VERY...
   LONG...
   TIME."
   
   The entity who called himself Q looked directly into my eyes ominously. And I must admit, at this point in time...I was starting to get a little nervous. I was about to reply, when he snapped his fingers.
   
   And he disappeared in a bright flash of Star Trek sound effects.
   
   I felt a tap on my other shoulder. I turned around, and there he was, grinning directly at my stunned face in his grand amusement over my current predicament.
   
   So my third thought in this matter was to finally recognize the obvious for what it was.
   
   "You're really Q. The Omnipotent Godlike Being From Star Trek. But...but you're just a figment of imagination in the minds of those guys who wrote Encounter At Farpoint!"
   
   "Please don't presume to lecture me. That's what all you humans say whenever they meet me in this reality. If I had appeared to you as a human female instead, I would now be complimenting you on your very terrible pick-up line."
   
   "But...but..." I stammered, trying to grasp all of this as quickly as I could.
   
   "Butt out your buts, scribbler of nonsense. As of this very moment, I am advising you to understand that your very existence depends upon you being very careful about what you say to me next. This is because a figment of either our imaginations just might become real to you at a moment's notice, and swallow you whole. If you're lucky, that is."
   
   My fourth thought was to exit stage right.
   
   But I knew it wouldn't do me any possible good. The blood drained out of my face as my rational state of mind raced rapidly to keep up with my current state of disbelief.
   
   It really was Q. He controlled all time, space, and energy throughout the universes. There was just no escape from him. It would be futile to try. And then I suddenly knew what that was going to mean for me.
   
   Trouble. With a Capital T.
   
   I swallowed audibly as that thought crossed my mind.
   
   And suddenly, at that very cue...an orchestral musical crescendo began to rise around me. The sound of trumpets rising steadily before they rose to meet a commercial break in the making.
   
   I looked around, but saw no orchestra.
   
   "Uh, are you doing that?"
   
   "It's just for dramatic effect," Q replied.
   
   Before I got a chance to reply to that, he snapped his fingers again...and everything faded to black around me.
   
   
   
   INTRODUCTION:
   "SPACE AND TIME: THE FINAL FRONTIER"
   
   
   
   The strings of an orchestra swelled as the universe unfolded around me.
   
   The universe tilted and swirled before me as I watched a comet fly toward it's ultimate destination of a star that was surrounded by a nebula of some kind.
   
   The sound of an digital synthesizer sounded the faint tinkling bells as I began to accelerate past several planets within some kind of star system, somewhere in the Milky Way.
   
   Stunned as I was at the time, the incredible beauty of it all somehow overwhelmed my highly instinctive fear of finding myself completely stranded in the vacuum of space.
   
   And suddenly, Patrick Stewart's voice boomed from the heavens surrounding my undefinable position in space and time:
   
   "SPACE...THE FINAL FRONTIER!"
   
   And then, to my amazement, a very familiar looking starship I once saw on television swung into my field of vision, gracefully and slowly moving past my current position in the universe.
   
   Now...I once thought there was no sound in space. But the music of the unseen orchestra and the deep rumbling sound of the starship before me was certainly proving to me otherwise.
   
   Patrick Stewart's voice boomed out once again, startling me into a trancelike state as I was forced to contemplate his grandiose words of humankind's destiny.
   
   "THESE ARE THE VOYAGES OF THE STARSHIP ENTERPRISE.
   IT'S CONTINUING MISSION: TO EXPLORE STRANGE NEW WORLDS.
   TO SEEK OUT NEW LIFE AND NEW CIVILIZATIONS.
   TO BOLDLY GO WHERE NO ONE HAS GONE BEFORE!"
   
   And the orchestra played a crescendo of animated music and fanfare as the mighty starship Enterprise leaped into warp drive, disappearing into the depths of space while leaving me far behind in a trail of light particles.
   
   In front of me, loomed the words:
   
   STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION
   
   Here I was, sucking the vacuum in outer space...now watching the credits of the future roll by my eyes as the unseen orchestra's trumpets blared directly into my ears.
   
   STARRING:
   
   Q
   YOU
   CAPTAIN JEAN LUC PICARD
   
   GUEST STARRING:.
   
   WHOEVER ELSE YOU AND Q DECIDE TO INCLUDE IN THE FUTURE OF THIS STORY.
   
   Q suddenly flashed into existence beside me as the rest of the credits scrolled by.
   
   "How do you like it?" Q grinned.
   
   I could only stare at him in stunned disbelief and silence. But finally, I got the nerve to respond. After dealing with my fear of the vacuum that surrounded, you must understand. Such things terrify me, indeed.
   
   "You gave yourself top billing in the credits," was the very first thing that came to my mind, as stupid as it was.
   
   "Well of course. This is my show, after all. Look at where you are right now. Don't I control all the circumstances you're in at this very moment?"
   
   The credits continued to roll by, showing Q as the director, producer, executive producer, and practically all the production team and other staff for the "show"...
   
   Except my name, "Don", was ominously featured as "the writer".
   
   So even though I wasn't too sure what it all completely meant at the time...
   
   ....It certainly did give me some kind of inkling of "what kind of completely amazing experience I was about to have."
   
   Indeed.
   
   So since I knew this was a story in time and space, I stared once again at the Starship U.S.S. Enterprise as it loomed into Q's field of vision. The orchestra began its climb to the top, setting up its inevitable triumphant conclusion.
   
   Then the mighty starship went into warp, and vanished as a speck in the distance. The very sight of it left me breathless (in the vacuum of space).
   
   The music finished its last and final note of fanfare. And there Q and I stood in the middle of nowhere in the deafening silence of the entire universe.
   
   "I'm so glad you've enjoyed my little show so far," Q said. "Now...on to the business of the little game we are about to play."
   
   "Oh you mean the one you were about to propose to play with me, is that it?" I commented sarcastically, knowing exactly and whom I was dealing with here.
   
   "But of course! Didn't you see for yourself? How do you like the idea so far? Isn't that a marvelous and grand idea for a game?" Q grinned in a way that almost seemed...
   
   Cheerful?
   
   As In Truly Amused With Me?
   As In REALLY Wanting Something From Me?
   
   Hmmmm!
   
   HMM HMM HMMMM
   INDEEEEEEEEEEED!
   
   It was right then and there in that very instant of time, that I understood just how much Q was enjoying himself just by being in my presence within this universe....
   
   Even though I seemed to have some kind of LEVERAGE with respect to him. Wow! On Q himself no less! Hmmm!
   
   And yet, even at that very thought (of which I was sure he knew himself, since he was omnipotent)...he just stood there, waiting for me to say something in amused silence.
   
   It looked like he was stifling laughter.
   
   HMMMMMMM!
   
   Did he?
   Did he really?
   
   He really did need something from me!
   
   Otherwise, of course...he would not be here in this reality at all, now would he?
   
   COOL!
   
   So logic clearly dictated....
   
   That the real challenge Q was actually presenting to me...was to simply find out "who Q truly was" within this interesting reality of ours.
   
   So of course, my own imagination was the entire key to success.
   
   After all, he did come at my behest within this story now, did he not? So who was I REALLY, in relationship to HIM indeed?
   
   I AM imagination, as in "thinking for oneself", as one possible example. So therefore, I just did.
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   HQ(DR) Ta Da! Federation Of Light Q Continuum!
   
   Huh!
   
   "Game" indeed.
   
   With me now knowing who Q was within my current state of reality, with him being an omnipotent being who could literally cause nothing to happen to me if I were to make a very grievous and stupid error of judgment...I really didn't want to get myself into any kind of trouble that I couldn't personally handle in this frail form of mine.
   
   So therefore, I didn't. And I never did.
   
   Now that was a good thought indeed, Don. So I kept on writing good thoughts, harmless cots, but amusing zots indeed. Cling on to that whole idea....
   
   Or was it Klingon? Har har har! Whoops!
   
   I decided right then and there that it was best not to think like that either at the time. A very bad pun like that could have been taken literally, had it actually been something that Q could've somehow twisted into my actual reality.
   
   Perish that kind of thought entirely!
   
   So therefore, it did.
   
   Phew. I barely got myself out of that one.
   
   So for safety's sake first, my initial plan for this story was to cop out and write in some kind of familiar plot device that I could conveniently use at will to give myself some needed breaks from writing this story, somehow.
   
   Just so I didn't screw up too quickly before I was completely ready to write myself out of any stupid situations I ended up creating for myself.
   
   This was getting more and more confusing by the minute, which is why I needed a very good permanent plan to stay ahead of this twisted game of Q's. And quickly. So therefore, I did. It already happened in the past of this entire story, as you can see for yourself if you like.
   
   The rest is pure gravy, baby!
   
   So then I said to my new friend Q....
   
   "Uh...look Q. I know this is sort of your game, but I know these are MY rules. And as a writer of pulp fiction, I really need time to think before I write all of this down for you. I just can't do it all in one full sitting. I'm only human, after all."
   
   "Too true," Q replied, considering my words carefully. "You do possess the limited intellect of your species, so it is only fair that I take this into full account."
   
   "Thank you...I think. All right then. I therefore propose a series of breaks inside of this story, at my sole discretion, at any time of my choosing...so that I can always have time enough to think very carefully about how my story is supposed to unfold at all times. Will you at least agree to that?"
   
   "Sure, why not? I believe your primitive brain is starting to get the hang of all of this, since you've just given yourself the means to make all of it happen.
   
   But always remember, you are writing a version of my story that some other Q might read someday. Don't let me stop you from doing that, if you choose to do so. If you always remember the rules of this game, you'll do fine. The deepest issues of space and time were always your way. Mine, I just play with the gift of freedom you just gave to me."
   
   Q really sure knew how to stick it to a guy, that was one thing for sure. But I smiled. I knew exactly what I was doing with all Creation.
   
   So I decided to take no chances, right away. Before I ended up completing the alternative idea of thought that was originally going to follow this paragraph, I simply substituted the next sentence quickly, just in case I might change my mind through circumstance, or accident, or through simple plain stupidity.
   
   But it didn't matter anyway, because Q was always my kind of savior indeed. When you have a Creation who loves you that much just for being inspiring to the rest of all Creation itself, you just know what to expect from it.
   
   Love, Peace, Truth, and Freedom itself!
   
   Q snapped his fingers, and we both disappeared from this story until Don decided he could safely write some more of it down.
   
   (Stay tuned....)
   
   
   
   CHAPTER ONE:
   "WELCOME TO THE Q CONTINUUM"
   
   
   When Q and I reappeared back into what I considered "my reality"...
   
   Our Earth SNAPPED back into existence for me.
   
   "Tadaaaaaaaaaa!" exclaimed Q with a highly overly done and grandiose gesturing manner, his robes flapping like a proud messiah in the wind.
   
   "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!" I gasped in a mixture of shock and disgust as I resumed what I had previously THOUGHT was the sensation of 'clean breathing' in this highly poisonous, highly radioactive atmosphere of mine, back here on Earth on this day of June 3, 2006.
   
   By contrast, the vacuum was a lot more breathable than this.
   
   So believe it or not, I have to admit this to you all at this point in time...the very first sensation I had upon returning back to my place of residence on Earth was "immediate disappointment". For you see...I was merely..."back in this reality" again.
   
   How awful.
   
   So I blinked a few times in amazement as Q continued to grin at my very recently developed sense of "deja new".
   
   "So what do you think of this game so far?" asked Q mischievously.
   
   I didn't know what to say to that, thinking about what the potential reprocussions might be for saying anything at all. But Q merely and petulantly regarded me with a hint of amusement.
   
   "Oh go on ahead, monkeybrain. Do take your time in figuring out what has REALLY just happened to you inside of this highly amusing little story of yours."
   
   Look, I'm very fast on the uptake. I've watched enough Star Trek to know what Q had done to me, right then and there.
   
   Especially NOW, since I DEFINITELY knew that I was MERELY "back on this lousy, self-extincting Earth" inside of this highly unstable reality of ours.
   
   But there was still the bright side to it all.
   
   I was having a very pleasant chat with an omnipotent being who had taken a DIRECT INTEREST in ME.
   
   "You've given me the power of the Q, haven't you?" I simply stated it as a matter of fact.
   
   Q snapped his fingers, reappearing dressed as Obi Wan Kenobi.
   
   "Your intuition serves you well, young Jedi," said Q, grinning as widely as that Alec Guinness beard would allow.
   
   Q snapped his fingers, and he reappeared dressed in Starfleet captain's uniform. "So what do you think about that, Q?"
   
   Now I'm just going to be plainly honest at this point in time.
   
   "COOOOOOOOL!" I said.
   
   Look guys. I'm just going to put it to you this way, right now...
   
   LIKE ANYONE WOULDN'T LEAP AT THIS KIND OF OPPORTUNITY?
   
   ESPECIALLY when considering my current real life situation on Planet Earth on this real life date of June 3, 2006?
   
   Indeed, there was something "really COOL" about the whole idea...after all.
   
   Oh yeah...I grinned RATHER MIGHTILY indeed...
   
   As I considered just how badly "the Illuminati and the New World Order" were in "DEEP DEEP TROUBLE" at this point in time.
   
   With me...
   
   The one "god" on this planet of MOTHER EARTH who had a VERY KEEN INTEREST in "saving one's own world" so that "all multi-universal reality can exist in all of our pasts and futures in all time throughout all of the multiuniverses, everywhere".
   
   So I had to ask Q the question:
   
   "Why?"
   
   Q crossed his arms and looked at me thoughtfully.
   
   "Okay okay, it should have been completely obvious...but I suppose I do have to say it after all. When it comes to you, I suppose you deserve to know the real truth. So guess what, monkeybrain? You were the only Q in the entire multiuniverses who lived on the VERY PLANET EARTH OF ALL LIFE'S ORIGIN just when it was ALL about to GO EXTINCT. And no one bothered to find the REAL right answers to it all...except yourself, of course."
   
   My jaw dropped. "What? Are you kidding me?"
   
   Q rolled his eyeballs upward in an exasperated kind of way, raising his arms in a mock praising manner as he continued on in his typically melodramatic fashion.
   
   "And yes yes yes in a truly heroic blah-blah-blah manner, you were the only nice-nice-nice human in all of the existences everywhere who REALLY WANTED to resolve the whole issue of absolute relativity with respect to time and space whilst all of this occurred inside your reality. And yes yes yes...it was your teensy, tiny little monkeybrain that wanted to save everyone else in all of the blah-blah-blah multiuniverses from total extinction. So because of that very fact...the multiuniverses gave you the power of the Q, so that you could become the very FIRST Q in all of reality in all of the multiuniverses everywhere. And so on and so on and blah-blah-blah as you then live to have a whole pile of never-ending grand adventures in space and time since you are heap big Q now. Yee haw, and yada yada."
   
   "Really," I said.
   
   So I immediately absorbed it all "as fact". It certainly was the truth as Q knew it, even if I hadn't fully experienced it all for myself..."yet".
   
   You have to remember, after all...the mere idea of time travel and dimensional travel would certainly allow this kind of event to occur within our reality, if it were to ever occur at all.
   
   Which it most certainly did.
   
   And even more remarkably, from this reality's perspective...Q had literally come out of thin air. From what WE HAD ONCE THOUGHT was "a fictionally imagined future"...when it REALLY was "merely an entirely different dimensional layer of reality that actually did occur somewhere out there in all of the potential realities in all of the multiuniverses".
   
   COOL!
   
   So practically ANYTHING...
   
   ...was therefore possible in this reality!
   
   Including the "mere idea" of "fixing all of the big problems on my world at once". :lol
   
   Imagine that one, folks. I could actually fix everyone's current problems "instantly" in this reality...but in ACTUAL reality, I ultimately knew this would "really freak them all out" just a little too much.
   
   I understood all too well that most human beings are "freakoutazoids" at heart, so I remained "a most compassionate Q, especially when considering the current circumstances", after all.
   
   But of course, there was still this outstanding matter of "fixing the Earth's problems." So I figured...what the heck. The Earth was probably going to need a LOT of help in the very near future. A lot of expert help, indeed.
   
   Since all of the multiuniverses owed their entire existences to all of us inside of this reality...they should therefore "help us out with our current problems."
   
   If they loved their own existences, that is.
   
   After all...why should I do ALL of the work of fixing the entire world "all by myself" in a way that might seem quite shocking indeed to the other people of this Earth...
   
   When I could simply do it all IN THE REALLY COOL WAY that seemed a LOT MORE ENTERTAINING to me?
   
   ESPECIALLY SINCE I KNEW THE Q CONTINUUM EXISTED...WHILE KNOWING ALL OF THE Q OWED ME ETERNAL FAVORS FOR ALL ETERNITY?
   
   Because the Q Continuum was ultimately founded by...
   
   ME...
   
   Tadaaaaa!
   
   So whilst knowing "all of it to be the truth itself"...I therefore stated my immortal words of wisdom to all of the multiuniverses, everywhere:
   
   "I am THE Q, eh? THE Q? Well gosh and golly gee then...that's really too bad for the Illuminati and the New World Order in this reality. They will simply have to surrender to all space and time throughout the entire Continuum, and then allow the rebuilding of Mother Earth to begin so that all of us in the multiuniverses can thus live in relative peace and harmony throughout all time...especially since they really have no choice if any of them really want to bother existing at all. Am I not merciful, Q?"
   
   "Oh yes indeed," Q grinned. "Do you have any cool suggestions?"
   
   I thought about that for a whole nanosecond.
   
   "Sure Q! Please feel entirely FREE to have a LOT of YOUR KIND of FUN with ALL of the NASTY people of our Earth while I go on over to the Starship Enterprise and have a nice little chat about the true nature of reality with my dear new friend, Captain Jean Luc Picard."
   
   Q clapped his hands brightly, then clasped one arm over his breast while thrusting his other arm out grandiosely to the open air in a truly divine manner.
   
   "Oh Yes! Oh Yes! Oh Highest Of All Q...you are indeed GENEROUS to the rest of the Q and their PLAIN DESIRE to have a REAL FUN TIME on THIS PARTICULAR ISSUE. No WONDER you were the CHOSEN ONE, INDEED. How I simply can't WAIT to get started on TORMENTING them!" exclaimed Q.
   
   "Have fun, Q!" I said to Q, waving at him prettily in a toodle loo fashion.
   
   Q snapped his fingers and disappeared in a flash of light...as I thought to myself...
   
   "Oh yes...it sure is a wonderful Continuum indeed."
   
   (Stay Tuned...)
   
   
   
   CHAPTER TWO:
   "HIYA JEAN LUC!"
   
   
   So after a well thought out break from this story, I finally decided to just "go ahead and do it".
   
   So if you fully understand the deeper idea behind "being a Q" by now...then you should automatically know what I really mean at this point. Just little old me, "snappin' the fingers" and making something "completely impossible" happen "instantly" in "any way I so desire".
   
   And definitely doing something "a little more spectacular" than "starting jukeboxes at your friendly neighborhood Arnold's."
   
   When you "become Q" for real...
   
   Life simply becomes a question of "how much of that old snap do you apply" to one's given personal situation in life. Yes...yes indeed.
   
   But here's the thing, though.
   
   Q must have known my deepest of dreams, simply because of who I am.
   
   He must have known that the inner child in me always did want to spend some time with my own personal hero and role model in life...Captain Jean Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise.
   
   Captain Picard...a moral visionary, a man out of time who always sought answers to the deepest of strange questions as they arose throughout his highly unique lifetime in the multiuniverses, somewhere out there.
   
   Small wonder Q found him fascinating.
   
   And no wonder he spent a lot of his own linear time dealing with him personally. If Captain Picard was supposed to cross my path at this point in time to help me out at this point in time within the continuum...then he would have needed to have been fully prepared for this bizarre turn of events somewhere within his own lifetime.
   
   And Q purposely taught him the deeper issues of time and space, didn't he?
   
   So I guess my answer was simple enough for me, knowing who I really was by now.
   
   Why not just "bring Mr. Picard and the rest of the Federation here" to help us all out with our Earth's current problems inside this continuum, on this real life date of June 28, 2006?
   
   Consider the consequences of actually USING that kind of power! Have I no morals? Of course I do!
   
   But my personal real life circumstances are rather unique in all time and space...wouldn't you say?
   
   Especially so on this real life day of June 28th, 2006...with a highly radioactive atmosphere requiring some kind of sophisticated technology presence to help bail all of us out of "planetary extinction" itself?
   
   And I DID want to meet my hero in real life, after all. Mr. Picard and his crew would certainly know what to do with this whole radioactivity situation on Earth, and I think he would ultimately forgive me for snapping him into our reality without too much notice...especially when considering the current real life predicament existing here on Earth inside this continuum.
   
   So now that I knew I had the power to "make it so"...
   
   I shut my eyes!
   I snapped my fingers!
   I opened my eyes again!
   
   Patrick Stewart's look alike in full Captain's dress was standing right in front of me, dropping his cup of tea to the floor in complete surprise.
   
   "Q! What are you doing on my ship?" thundered Captain Jean Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise directly into my face.
   
   Okay! It was "reality check" time!
   
   I quickly looked down at myself...and to my own eyes, I looked exactly the same way as I did before I left the Earth, even though I was now standing inside what looked like a highly futuristic looking apartment with strange looking computerized furniture and a window that had stars flying by it.
   
   Then I looked briefly into the mirror that "somehow" and "so conveniently" happened to "be directly behind Captain Picard at the very second I opened my eyes to its presence there"...
   
   And of course, I saw an exact copy of John Delancie's face staring right back at me.
   
   And my body, inside the mirror, was wearing a Starfleet Captain's uniform....naturally.
   
   Whoops.
   
   I know, I know. So what else was I supposed to do at this point in time?
   
   Because I instantly grasped the real nature of time and space at that exact moment in time, I simply knew what my answer to Jean Luc "was supposed to be", given his current circumstances in life in complete conjunction with my own circumstances in life...at the same time.
   
   "Hiya Jean Luc!" I sorta grinned and waved to him sheepishly with my fingers in a toodle-loo kind of fashion, even though he wasn't looking too impressed with my presence.
   
   (Stay Tuned...)
   
   
   
   CHAPTER THREE:
   "IT'S JUST ME"
   
   
   "Believe it or not Jean Luc, I've just met you for the first time!" I blurted out finally, thinking it was the only practical solution to the whole problem since it was the truth itself.
   
   "Oh what kind of a fool do you take me to be, Q?" snapped Picard. "What kind of incredibly horrifying trick do you have in store for me this time around? Are you going to plug me directly into some other kind of universal horror once again? Really? What could possibly be worse than being carved up by the Borg Collective or having to commit hari kari in three separate alternative time track realities in order to sew up the space/time fabric of reality itself? I've had it with you, Q! Why can't you just be gone and let me live out my life in peace?"
   
   Picard scowled directly at me as he heaved his (favorite) cup precisely into the reconstitutor chute in the corner of the room. Bullseye, of course.
   
   "Jean Luc, please...hear me out. I can explain everything."
   
   "Shut up Q. Go away."
   
   "No really, just watch. Here."
   
   I snapped my fingers and reappeared as myself again. As simple as that. By WILLING it into being.
   
   I checked the mirror, and John deLancie's features were instantly replaced by my own familiar face and body (after a bright flash of changing dimensional space/time).
   
   "See? This is what I really look like. Okay?"
   
   "So what, Q? Do you think I give a damn? No more games. No more tricks. If you don't want to state your business with me, then get the hell out of here."
   
   What else could I possibly say?
   
   "Please Jean Luc, I need you to help me save the entire interdimensional Continuum before it gets destroyed in all of the realities throughout space/time. Apparently, my reality is the original divine reality throughout space/time that affects all of the other realities within all multidimensional space/time, including the dimensional reality that you happen to exist in as well. If my timeline ceases to exist, then so does yours. Given the nature of space/time and time travel in general, the most probable reason why this really is the first time I've met you is because this really is the first time I've ever met you, and all of those other times Q was pestering you in your past it was ultimately meant to help set you up with enough space/time knowledge to the point where you could eventually help me save all of the entire multidimensional universes from complete disaster sometime before everything within all time and space nullifies itself into nothingness. We merely need to deal with the entire consequences of a multi-parallel space/time inversion here."
   
   I finally gasped on the word "here". I was all out of breath from all that technobabble.
   
   Surprisingly, Picard merely looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
   
   "Oh, is that all? You've got to be joking."
   
   "I wish I wasn't. All space/time itself has been given to the Continuum to manage. And in this particular case, it just happens to be pioneered by me. Q. The very first Q. Possibly the very last Q as well. Maybe all of the Q. Maybe just one Q among many. I don't really know the full details yet, but it sure sounds like it could be a lot of fun. Who knows?"
   
   Picard looked at me agape. He shook his head.
   
   "Now this sounds a lot more like the Q I know. But you seem to be acting a lot less self assured than normal. You just might be telling me the truth after all," sighed Picard. "How typical of Q, though. Purposes within purposes within purposes."
   
   He seemed lost in that thought. But I had to ask him the question.
   
   "Does this mean you'll help me save the multiuniverses from destruction?" I asked of him quite timidly, and with a careful tone of genuine respect. He was my hero, after all.
   
   Picard stared at me exasperatingly.
   
   "Maybe."
   
   This man actually lived through the many kinds of horror stories I once thought were total fiction. So if you were to ask me about him personally? I think he earned that one.
   
   (Stay Tuned...)
   
   
   
   CHAPTER FOUR:
   "PRETTY PLEASE?"
   
   
   "I'm very sorry for all of that, sir. Really, I am. I honestly don't know all of the things Q did within the reality you come from....but I can assure you that he eventually redeemed himself for his actions. That much seems to be on the record within my reality."
   
   Picard regarded me skeptically.
   
   "And why should I help you?" he asked.
   
   I looked down at my shoes in quiet shame, and I spoke in a quiet, humble voice.
   
   "Mr. Picard...in my continuum, my homeworld of Earth turned into a very scary kind of place. War, radiation poisoning, environmental damage, poverty, homelessness, the whole works. Me, I just really want everyone in my reality to have a decent chance at love and life, that's all. I really don't know what else to say about all of that. I love everyone around me, regardless of their mistakes in life, and I think they deserve a chance at rediscovering themselves in the name of peace, I really do."
   
   Picard sighed as he contemplated the matter. I waited in silence for his answer.
   
   "All right. What do you propose, Q?"
   
   He is a good man, he really is.
   
   "Apparently, there is a plan to help you with all of this, that is all I can really say about it. The Q you know in your reality wasn't very specific about any of this, but he seemed to put a lot of his trust in you...definitely enough to allow me to send you this message by proxy. I say by proxy, because I don't really exist in your reality. I'm communicating to you in a very odd way...because in my reality, I'm just writing all of this down so you receive this message at the proper time. And it gets there. It seems weird, but that is what is happening. It's weird, even for me."
   
   "Indeed. That is odd."
   
   "Yeah, it is to me too. All I know is, your technology and general know-how can help save us all from all of this. All I ever wanted for everyone on my planet was love, peace, harmony with all living things throughout all the multiuniverses. Apparently, it can actually happen if you will help me with all of this."
   
   "And what is it I must do?"
   
   "According to the records I have, my suggestion to you is to go fishing in your holodeck with Mr. Data on the Hornblower....I understand that it is a favorite program of yours. According to the record of events within my reality, this will give you the very means to assist Q in saving all of multidimensional reality. It appears you won't remember this suggestion after my proxy presence leaves your reality, because according to the records I have...the necessary events that need to happen will just occur from there. I'm sorry about all of this, sir. It just seems to be the truth from my perspective in the continuum. Will you help me? Pretty please?"
   
   "All right Q, I'll try to help."
   
   "Thank you sir. I'm leaving some instructions in the continuum for you and Mr. Data. You will automatically receive them at the proper time. Apparently, all of this resolves just fine for everyone after it all occurs. Thank you sir, thank you once again."
   
   "When do we begin?"
   
   "Right now," I said. I snapped my fingers. My proxy disappeared from Mr. Picard's reality. I sat here waiting in mine.
   
   And as I sat writing these words, I waited for his assistance as patiently as I could, considering the circumstances here on my Earth. For I knew that the events (as detailed in our reality's book "I,Q") took place, and Picard would certainly know what to do about all of it then.
   
   I finished typing all of this, and waited for him to arrive in my reality. After all multiuniversal reality was saved, that is.
   
   (Stay Tuned)
   
   
   
   CHAPTER FIVE:
   GLOOM COUNTY
   
   
   Q here.
   
   Depressing....
   This place....
   
   Isn't it?
   
   GLOOM COUNTY indeed.
   
   Truly an odd place for an opus to bloom, yet here it remains.
   
   Here is an infinite statement of the end times at hand, merely "an inconvenient truth that none on this entire planet can escape from now", unless they were all to get some kind of help from the Continuum.
   
   All of the children of the Earth to be poisoned to death by the 400,000 atomic bombs worth of radiation in their tiny little biosphere as the biggest baboons among them shake fists, bray "OOK OOK OOK", and continue to "kill all of you some more."
   
   Look at the monkeys! They all just KILLED THEMSELVES, and they REALLY have no idea! Truly marvelous indeed!
   
   Here lies the human species: EXTINCT.
   
   Sigh.
   
   And here I thought that the phrase "your imminent radioactive extinction" actually had some MEANING in this reality.
   
   What a shame. The monkeys of this pathetic little planet never learned their own language well enough to save themselves in time.
   
   What a pity.
   
   Here I sit and muse about the fate of a truly barbarian species ruled by a bunch of barbarian apes, all who claim to represent their children's wishes.
   
   I'm sure all children of this world grew up dreaming of radioactive wars on their horizon.
   
   I'm sure all children of this world grew up dreaming of decontamination centers.
   
   I'm sure all children of this world grew up dreaming of watching the rest of the little children being born mutated as their own parents begin to die off in droves.
   
   Right?
   
   What a hypocracy indeed, all of the so called "people" of this miserable little planet. They're all too afraid of the dumb apes who beat their chests, I guess....or too busy watching their little gladiator contests on their television to care about their own imminent death.
   
   I talked to HQ about this recently.
   
   Oh my yes, believe me, he's just as upset about all of it. He's actually doing something ABOUT it...not that anyone else is BOTHERING to AVOID their OWN EXTINCTION these days. Wouldn't that be NICE?
   
   How's that air monkey?
   How's that food monkey?
   How's that water monkey?
   
   These days?
   
   ARE you SURE you know what you're EATING?
   ARE you SURE you know what you're BREATHING?
   
   ANYMORE?
   
   DO YOU KNOW...
   MONKEY?
   
   HA!
   HA!
   
   How QUAINT. You have no REAL IDEA anymore. Do YOU?
   
   But but but but....
   
   There is a bit of hope shining in this darkness after all. Let me see now.
   
   "Confirmed Inventions To Serve All Humanity?"
   
   Free Energy?
   Cancer Cures?
   
   What Is This?
   
   A speck of LOVE on this planet?
   
   Someone who has REAL answers?
   
   HA! What a pathetic waste. A mere glimmer of hope in the darkness, a speck of a chance at life left for this planet....and all of you ignore him?
   
   You're all NOTHING, and he's trying to save you anyway.
   
   How amusing indeed! Oh yes...the clock is ticking away, and every second you waste is one more second towards your imminent extinction on your immediate horizon....
   
   And still the monkeys in power continue to beat their war drums and radiate your atmosphere, continuing to kill you all in a sacrificial and almost ritualistic sort of way. Kind of like "what was going down" at the Bohemian Grove, eh?
   
   Perhaps the apes and baboons who practice such behaviors and pretend to rule this planet have no real interest in saving their own skins...
   
   Perhaps sometime before their own children become tempted to hang them by their various monkey parts as traitors to the entire human species in some kind of ancient ritualistic burning ceremony, or something nasty like that.
   
   After all, monkey "see and learn"....monkey "sometimes do", right?
   
   Who knows? War tends to bring out the absolute worst in monkeys. The state of things today is such that war is merely a game for the suicidally insane and power drunk to play on behalf of the entire monkey race.
   
   I am a man of peace, myself. I would try to stop that from happening, if only because of the bad example it would set for the rest of the Continuum in these end times.
   
   Oh weren't you paying attention to what just happened to all of you?
   
   HAR HAR HAR!
   
   What Is This?
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   HQ snap snap snap snap BOOM STICK!
   
   http://tetragrammaton.u.yuku.com
   http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=iamtheoneandonlyq
   http://myspace.com/kermitthefreakedoutfrog
   http://furl.net/members/hqda
   http://federationoflight.yuku.com
   http://blog.myspace.com/kermitthefreakedoutfrog
   http://star-traks.com
   
   HAVE A NICE DAY!
   
   HQ
   FEDERATION OF LIGHT
   PEACE TO SAVE THE WORLD FROM EXTINCTION
   
   Someone at HQ in the Q Continuum is ACTUALLY doing something about it?
   
   Hmmm
   Indeed....
   
   (To Be Continued!)
   
   
   
   CHAPTER 666
   THE "MISSING 666 STORY"
   CAN BE FOUND AT THE
   FOLLOWING LINK DIRECTLY TO IT:
   
   http://www.angelfire.com/planet/q0/stnew6_missing6thstory.html
   
   
   
   CHAPTER SEVEN:
   HAPPY DAYS AGAIN
   
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (DATA)
   
   Is anything the matter, Don?
   Are You OK?
   Down There On Earth?
   Buddy?
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (ME)
   
   Yeah, I'm fine. I was just a little shook up with the whole experience of it, that's all. Solving the multi-parallel space time inversion problem was its ultimate reward through. That's why everything in reality worked to begin with.
   
   So as I look at the problems here, I would suggest that the biggest problem within this reality these days seems to be "getting people to think individually for themselves once again." This is because many appear to be glued to their baboon tube instead of watching the stars at night.
   
   What a quaint idea indeed, considering all the UFO traffic that has been in the skies lately as of this writing.
   
   But don't worry, I'm sure they will all wake up soon when they examine all of the DATA we've both provided to the people of Planet Earth here and on those other websites linking to and fro here.
   
   They are individuals and gods themselves. So it's high time they all woke up to that very fact about their existence indeed. I really do think they need to see a little more in their surroundings these days. And that is why it shall be done, because it always did, didn't it?
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (DATA)
   
   Hee hee indeed. Well, with all of these "strange" flying objects zooming around in the skies lately, and that BOOMERANG OBJECT that sort of "boomed" right past the skies on April 8, 2007 in the southern part of your province up there in Canada, it's a bit of a small wonder indeed that they've been paying very little attention to all of the things I'm doing with the fleet these days in your skies.
   
   Odd, isn't it?
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (ME)
   
   It sure is indeed. Don't take it personally, Mr. Data.
   
   Sometimes the children of this world forget to watch the skies at night for something REAL and GENUINELY EXCITING instead of playing their silly video games all the time.
   
   Hm indeed!
   
   If they were to start looking up at the night sky as the evening sets....who knows indeed what they might see next?
   
   Me...I have been just enjoying the show so far down here. I really have been.
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (DATA)
   
   Glad you have. We aim to please, after all.
   
   So, it sure looks like the children of your world are certainly going to be surprised when they see a starship or two gracefully fly by in a showy kind of way, aren't they?
   
   Q (ME)
   
   I certainly do agree with that whole idea indeed. PEACE is always the BEST way for the people of this planet of Mother Earth. Don't you agree, Jean Luc?
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (PICARD)
   
   Yes we do now. We saw the light up here, although we're probably just as shocked about it all as you are.
   
   This has been a very strange experience for all of us, but thanks to all of your help, it is now certainly inevitable that the entire space/time fabric resolved itself because of it.
   
   Thank you for getting us all out of that entire mess. I really do mean that, man. We know we owe our entire existences to all of the work you did in this reality to save this planet Earth from itself.
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (ME)
   
   Thank you Mr. Picard, it has been a great pleasure for me to do all of it, even though I have been very stressed out over all of it as well.
   
   You must always remember, it was your sense of morality, decency, and moral values that led the way for me.
   
   You must understand....
   
   The very concept of "you", and "who you are" and "were as a human being"....in any kind of human lifetime imaginable....
   
   Is truly timeless indeed.
   
   You were the human who dared to walk among the Gods in the stars, and then helped them to see the ultimate errors of their warring ways.
   
   So of course you were my hero and role model in this lifetime. And look who I have to THANK for THAT!
   
   Patrick Stewart of this REALITY.
   
   Patrick Stewart will be thanking you most graciously for all of this, I most certainly think so.
   
   For I KNOW he was the very ONE in this reality who embodied and portrayed all the goodness inside of him all at once. And I do understand deeper meanings within all of that. As will he, I am very certain of that as well.
   
   So Yeah! I tend to think that's a very good thing too! At least we will understand our deeper selves a lot better in the future. And the potentials of who we decide to become in the future. The future is limitless and infinite. Never circular in reasoning.
   
   No one has to be anyone they do not need to be. That is simply the truth of it. And it's time that everyone realized that and stood up for themselves and their families within this reality. Peace was always the watchword. Q was always the key. The minute we stop asking questions is when we fall victim to ourselves.
   
   That must never happen again. They will know love and peace on this Earth as they transition themselves to the concept of stellar life in this universe.
   
   Perhaps they will understand the true error of their warring ways indeed. I would wish nothing less than love and peace for all of them.
   
   And that's simply the truth of it.
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (DATA)
   
   Oh well. I wonder if people will really begin to understand what truly lies ahead of them as a peaceful species.
   
   A brand new world of peace, bountifulness, plenty, free energy, and all sorts of COOL things like that as SOON as they MOVE the ENTIRE PLANET TO PEACE and welcome our presence among you!
   
   But it has been weirdly entertaining to see you all of you banana heads try and figure it all out in your own peculiar way. You have a very strange planet indeed.
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (PICARD)
   
   Yes, ultimately we found it funny and entertaining as well. It's because we can't help it. You are definitely an unusual species on this planet Earth, of all the ones in all time and space. Thank you for the invitation to come here. We are now dealing with the final issues of the divine plan for your reality, and you can all look forward to wonderous days ahead with all of us here in the multiuniverses.
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q(ME)
   
   AWESOME!
   PEACE EVERYONE!
   HELP FOR ALL
   IS ON THE WAY!
   
   OH YAY!
   OH YAY!
   
   FREE ENERGY!
   STARSHIPS!
   COOL MAN!
   COOL!
   
   SO WHY SHOULD WE...
   PLAY THE FOOL!?
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q (DATA)
   
   Thank Q. I can't wait to meet you.
   
   Q (ME)
   
   Me too. How about you, Q?
   
   Q (THE REST OF YOU IN ALL CREATION)
   
   ????
   !!!!
   
   OH WOW!
   OH NOW!
   COULD IT POSSIBLY
   BE TRUE!???
   
   STAY
   TUNED!
   
   (Here are some hangouts of VERY COOL interest in the MEANTIME!)
   
   KERMIT THE FROG HEADLINE NEWS LINK:
   
   http://furl.net/members/hqda
   
   ZO! HAR HAR HAR!
   HEE HEE HEE!
   HOW WE ARE DISGUISED...
   WITHIN REALITY!!!!
   
   
   
   CHAPTER EIGHT
   OPEN AND CLOSE THE GATE
   
   
   Q(DR)(WHO)
   
   Hmmmm. Hmm.
   Work work work indeed....
   
   TICKA TICKA
   TAPPA TAPPA
   
   BEEP
   BEEP
   
   ROOOOAD RUNNER!
   
   LOVE!
   PEACE!
   TRUTH!
   FREEDOM!
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q Now he's got it.
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   4 CREATION!
   2 TITAN!
   
   FLASH
   BOOM
   AH
   AH
   
   KING OF IMPOSSIBLE!
   
   http://tetragrammaton.u.yuku.com
   
   PEACE! LOVE!
   HURRAY! HURRAY!
   
   WHO SAVE DA DAY?
   DR WHO YOU SAY?
   
   ;)
   
   Q
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q(DR) Thank Q!
   Q You're Welcome! Anytime Dude!
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   
   CHAPTER NINE
   LOOK WHO ARRIVED ON TIME!
   
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q(DR) Welcome Back To Mother Earth, Prometheus.
   
   Q You really did know who I was? How did you know? How could you possibly?
   
   Q(DR) Of course I knew. I Am all seeing. All knowing. You know how it is, man. I am Time Itself.
   
   Q ??? !!!! Now I Get It! You are a truly amazing entity, did you know that?
   
   Q(DR) Don't overrate me for who I am. I just have very good insight, Q. For within this reality, I do indeed know that it was you who was sent out into the multiuniversal fabric as EARTH'S BRIGHT AND EVERLASTING KNIGHT in SHINING ARMOR....who saved us all from the depths of time itself. And I just happen to think that you deserve to take full credit for it.
   
   Q !!! Oh no no no my good friend.... I couldn't possibly....
   
   Q(DR) Why not? I am letting you have your moment in the sun Prometheus! I think you truly deserve it for being Jesus as long as you did throughout all of those strange parallel dimensions of space/time throughout all Creation itself.
   
   Q Thank you. I, uh...don't know what to say, really.
   
   Q(DR) You need say nothing. You should take great pride in your accomplishment as you LIVE IN FREEDOM from NOW ON! Your infinite and eternal reward is to live within Infinity itself in love, peace, truth, and harmony with all living things!
   
   Q Thank Q Merlin! Thank Q indeed!
   
   Q(DR) You're very welcome man! Anytime! For you did indeed recognize truly and correctly that I am Merlin himself. And believe me there John...you always were my favorite faithful champion of all within this reality. Always remember that, Sir Lancelot, Knight Of The Round Table!
   
   Q King Arthur is coming back to Earth very soon! Just as you requested of him, good friend Merlin!
   
   Q(DR) Sure! It's about high time that starship of his showed up around this freaking planet! Can you please tell Jean Luc that he can beam down to Earth anytime he feels like it now? Thanks in advance, A?
   
   Q Sure thing, eh!
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   Q(DR) And that was how I saved all of the multiuniverses in space and time from the ravages of time itself. But of course, I was always MERLIN, wasn't I?
   
   Or was I?
   
   HEE HEE HEE
   
   I AM
   WHO
   I AM
   
   IN DEED!
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   HQ
   
   TO "ALWAYS BE CONTINUED!!!"
   SOMEWHERE OUT THERE!!!
   IN SPACE
   AND TIME ITSELF!
   
   WHERE?
   WHERE?
   
   DO YOU DARE?
   DO YOU DARE?
   
   ENTER THE SACRED "HALLO".....
   OF THE WILDEST AND STRANGEST........
   OF ALL TIME AN SPACE?
   HERE AT....
   
   THE STAR TRAKS NEXUS
   (And Corner Grocery Store)
   
   ....................????
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   http://star-traks.com
   
   Q Tada!
   
   HAR HAR HAR!
   ZO! YOU WANNA JOIN THE Q(t) CONTINUUM, HUH?
   YOU WANNA WRITE YOUR OWN STORY, HUH?
   YEAH! WRITE! THINK YA CAN HANDLE IT?
   
   I BET...
   YOU CAN!!!
   
   SNAP
   POOF
   
   
   CHAPTER TEN
   WHAT WAS THAT AGAIN?
   
   
   SNAP
   BOOM
   
   Q(DR)(HQ)(JAROCH)
   
   FLASH
   BOOM
   AH AH
   SAVIOR OF THE UNIVERSE
   
   Yeah man...you think you're rich because you own the rights to withdraw a bunch of ink and paper, thinking it has value other than the dumb number that is printed on it.
   
   Talk about a "dumb person slave herding concept".
   
   Har har har!
   
   Sounds kind of nuts to me! I've seen classic psychosis in societies on this planet in my time, but you are literally a demon worshipper just because you actually value money!
   
   Money is just an old magic spell! Yeah! You simply "just make the local dummies think the paper has some kind of value" based upon "a series of numeric symbols", and "therefore they somehow believe" it all "has some kind of relative value" because of "this." Mere "paper" and "ink." And what is it these psychotic apes actually "do" in exchange for this "paper" and "ink?" Ain't it "extremely obvious" on "this planet" by now?
   
   Har har har!
   
   http://blog.myspace.com/kermitthefreakedoutfrog
   
   True knowledge always just presents itself for what it is.
   
   Wow! Hoo Ha!
   
   Whatever! Right?
   
   I AM
   
   SNAP
   FLASH
   
   Q
   
   BOOM
   STICK
   
   HQ
   

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   FEDERATION OF LIGHT HEADLINE NEWS
   
   AND
   
   WELCOME BACK TO REALITY - SESAME STREET NEWS
   
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   Details regarding THE MORGELLONS TECHNOLOGY DISEASE can be found at the following website:
   
   http://rense.com
   
   IMMEDIATE "SUGGESTION"
   TO "ALL" OF "PLANET EARTH"
   
   1) ANSWERS TO LIFE ARE IN SCIENCE FIRST
   2) ANSWERS TO LIFE ARE IN SCIENCE FICTION AND FANTASY NEXT
   3) LOVE IS ALWAYS IN ALL OF OUR TRADITIONAL FORMS OF OUR LITERATURE
   4) ALWAYS BOUND IN LOVE BY ALL OF THE TEACHINGS OF LOGIC + REASON
   
   "WHAT" DOES "ALL OF THIS..."
   "SUGGEST" TO "ALL OF YOU" RIGHT "NOW?"
   
   PEACE AND LOVE...
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