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VALIANT : THE GATHERING – SOUL DANCE

Postby Christine » Fri Feb 12, 2016 1:21 pm

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Valiant

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There was a stone cold mood of silence…
There was magic in the air…but it
Felt like a fist…

“The words, the wheels, the hours have
Been set in motion…” Varence said firmly,
His expression was unlike before…I can’t
Describe it… “No easy task…I realize what
I ask of you,” he pointed, nodded to me
And my notebook, “I know the toll it
Takes, has taken on you…For years…since
The beginning…more than 20 years…THAT
Is why I am here.”

Ceres nodded with a smile kindly. “That is
How he convinced me to help you here.”

“We do and are aware of EVERY little
Detail…as well as every obstacle in your
Way in all that time.” Varence told me.

“I understand.” I told him. “That’s how
We begin this time?”

“I just want to be clear,” Varence said
Strongly, “I remember…I know the
Dedication…and when you were ready to
Give up…and still you went on. I just
Want it said that I remember what you
Do not.”

“With admiration,” Ceres added to his words.
“He means to commend you. He is making
A point for others.”

“OK. That is what exactly?” I asked,
A little confused.

“My patience is gone.” He said simply.
“That is all I have to say.”

“All things happen for a reason in time,
Over time…” Varence looked amongst their
Faces… “I believe I’ve discussed timing…”

Vala hummed, stepping forward then…She
Gently rolled her head in a circle and took
A long breadth. “Time…can do so much…”

“Your opening words drive my patience
For sure,” Rana then interrupted, moving
Forward, her arms folded; again, a thing
She repeatedly did with aggravation. “I
Should begin the words from now on…And
Waste less time…”

“I see you all appear in a mood,” I
Had to say. “Is something wrong?”

“We have discussions when you are not
Here,” Ceres added then…she seemed the
Calmest voice so far, “It appears we all have
Different views on how to proceed.”

“It seems the more that arrived the
More complicated it becomes.” Varence said.

“I have an idea,” Kierista then spoke;
She was always the voice of reason. “How
Would you like to proceed?” She looked
Straight at me with a pleasant, calm smile…
“Why don’t you speak…of what you
Want to know…That’s only fair…Since
We cannot agree at the moment.” She
Said, looking to each of their faces…

“Fine.” Varence conceded…to which then
They all nodded…

“First,” Evangella rose… “I would like to
Say something.” They were stunned since
She had not said much of anything so far.
She walked calmly up to me, her eyes
Focused on the notebook, my pen. “Since it
Has come to pass…Events in the universe…
Align…More than of Earth…All things
Are affected…at times like these…That’s
How things are…The Apollo that is Varence
Guides with his words…Vala, her magic
And siren’s song…Nothing can match it…
Nothing…We are to assemble for some
Purpose to come…
You look at me now…the voice of faith…
The spirit, spiritual…Religions…Faith
Has a power too…Strong in the universe…
Even on a world struggling with direction
Like yours…Earth…
Consider this my contribution…
Write, read and listen very carefully.”
Her voice, face, eyes were like stone…
Steel…a sword… “Piercing the veil…
Crushing, crashing through the bubble
That envelops the Earth by Masters that
Dare to control things…
Consider these words no spell…but fact…
A warning from the divine…
For those in power that gamble lives…
Shall be the first to feel those risks…
So act carefully…I believe you know
Divine messengers to be known for these
Proclamations…
The bells toll…The trumpets sound…
Why? Revelations…
Ancient Egypt once knew these plagues…
Now the world will…
In cities corrupt…The leaders…
Shall feel it first…And I mean those
In power…They know who I speak of…
There’s no hiding…
Those that run…will feel the weight of a ton…
So if you want to save yourselves…
Save the world…
There is a far bigger game at play…
Rome of Earth…
Coliseum of Earth…
You think you have the answers?
You think you are prepared?
Heaven is involved…in that there is
No contest. Have you learned nothing?
Remember Rome…
Or lose a city as an example…
That is all I have to say…for now.”

Silence…
A pause of reflection…

“She speaks for the first time,” Rana
Said with admiration, “And thunder
And lightning resound…Then suddenly
Things become more clear…” Then
Rana turned to me with a smile, “Now…
Back to you…Please…How do you wish
To proceed?”

I thought for a moment, but honestly I
Didn’t have to think long. “I…These are
Things I would like to know…But there
Are things everyone wants to know…
The stories…The posts…They want it
Done yesterday…There are reasons for
Everything…So if Earth is one giant
Laboratory…a game board…a coliseum…
And maybe the universe in a sense is
Rome…Then what’s the point? Tell me
That. What’s the point to it all?”

“The Starchild.” Vala said, spoke with
Plain solemn words, and then hummed.
“The Starchild…the Starchildren, Starseed…
Call them what you will…The point?
The hope to all of this?” She turned her
Head with a beaming smile about them
All… “It has always been that…The
Starchild…Haven’t you figured that out?
The Starchild…The Earth has them…
Other worlds do not…THAT is what
Makes Earth so special…sets you apart
From other worlds…You want to know
The whys, hows and what fors…
There you have it…The Starchild…
That is the answer you seek.”

She, Vala, waited for me to respond
Before continuing…

“What?” I asked…

“Say, write what you are thinking,” she
Hummed, “Don’t hesitate.”

“Vala.” Varence then tried to say, his
Tilted brow sharp, like his eyes… “There
Are things to address—“

She held out her arm, pointing her
Finger, “I’ll have you silent now. No,
This is my turn to speak with him…
You listen.”

“What do you want me to say?” I asked.

Vala hummed, her eyes sparkling…the
Long waves of her honey colored hair framed
Her expression like a hood; like the
Witchcraft drawing…But her eyes were
As gentle as they were fierce…Then she
Smiled…that siren’s song in her voice
And words, “You are so easily satisfied…
That’s rare to find…”

“It’s the company here.” I told her.

“Good answer.” Vala hummed. “Fine…I’ll
Tell the story this time…”

“Starchild…The word is magical, isn’t it?
Why? Oh…And lo and behold many
Will ask…is it me? Am I the one? Am I
The Starchild? It’s me. It’s me…
There’s no one Starchild…there are many…

Oh yes, once upon a time there was ONE
Special child born…Sheltered by a
Primitive tribe…Was his life easy? No.
He was raised by a shaman and
Struggled to blend in his whole life…
Always feeling different…always apart…

With a heart and mind beyond his
Time…he was different from the day he
Was born…Not of the Earth, not of the
Elvar…both, yet completely new…

From the beginning his charming eyes
Always looked up…To the sun and skies
By day and beyond…Both the twilight and
The dawn were horizons of the future to
Him…riddled with visions and premonitions
Of things to come…

And by the night, his eyes remained quietly
Locked on the stars and the moon…and
Everything beyond…Space was a
Vast open mystery…hiding a distant
Home…Where his true parents lived
Out a happy life…a life of love yes,
But one empty of a child they lost…

You see, despite the miracles of the
Star pilgrims…They could not travel home
And back in his life time…They couldn’t
Then…So he, his life was bound to
Earth by a magical, but lonely twist
Of fate…

Unfortunately that is the Starchild’s legacy…
To feel apart in spite of any company…

Do not mistake this for the longing
To fit in…to find one’s place…THAT is
In everyone’s life…
No, this is different…

Different how? You see, he…was compelled
To find his place…so he worked harder
At making life more sense…as a whole…
He didn’t whine or complain…
He made a difference with his life…
And his life affected countless other lives
In an endless chain of events…that
Ultimately made life better for the whole…
He studied the ways of the shaman…
And taught others to learn…
That’s the difference.

And then over time…he, 1…became
2…in his children…and the 2 became 4…
The 4 became 10…and so on…Until there
Were hundreds…and then thousands…

Now, not all were prodigies…some were
Just simple, simply content people…But
They did spread…And they did contribute
To the new breed of humans on Earth.

But the Elvar did come back…
To search…And they did find their lost
Bloodline…But how…will surprise you
By dreams…
By echoes of their deeds…
Where does inspiration come from?
Whispers, messengers from Heaven?

Now…Imagine this…
Throughout history…Famous names

That moved the soul…
What if famous composers or artists…
Created music identical to that of other
Worlds? Would it surprise you?
A piano sonata…echoed through
Space…shared in arts by that of another
World…Would that surprise you?

Why no, that’s only on Earth…Is it?
That would attract attention…

The Earth is not alone in its shape,
Size or design…nor in its life forms…
Finding something unique or original…
Something new…Now that is a quest
Everywhere…
Minds are most unique…
Or can be…when they dare.
The dreamy mind…The eyes to the stars…
The starchild makes things happen…
Something to think about.”

“So that’s the story of the starchild then?”
I asked. “They make things happen?”

“Well, it’s a never-ending story.” Vala
Hummed, “With never-ending variety.
You want a story then? Because if
You’re looking for a story of the first
Starchild…you may be disappointed…
By the time they came back…They
Did not find the son…but they did
Find his children…

But they didn’t want to go…
And the effect they had on the world…
Was so fascinating…The changes that
Took place…
So they gave them the option to go or
Stay…Believe it or not, they did not
All always want to go to the stars.
Some were quite happy here…on Earth.
Does that surprise you?”

“No,” I said, “Not really.”

Vala gently shook her head while
She hummed, “It’s not always so
Complicated…that doesn’t make it less
Magical…

He did live longer, he was different
That baby, the child…But then that’s
The gift part…he wasn’t just a Starchild
But a love child as well…and that too
Brings gifts.” She moved closer, gently…
Smiling, beaming…

“I would rather not take this route with
Words right now.” Varence interrupted.

Vala grew impatient. “I am speaking.
Be silent. I will not warn you again.”
Once she had him quiet, she hummed
Again…returned her eyes to me then
Went on. “I want you to tell them.
We know…we watch…And so do
Many others…more than you know…”
She laughed, then looked upwards…her
Eyes spinning, seeing past the room
Into the void of the unknown which
She knew well…

“We’re not always going to say it in a
Story…Sometimes we will just say it…

For instance…Your relatives in the
Stars…Each time they came back for
Their descendants…The more magical
The story became…The influence of those
Starchildren…The way the Earth grew…
Was reborn…The way civilization rebuilt
Itself…It was a learning experience
For all…

And the star people began visiting
Other tribes around the world…
Egypt…African tribes…Asia…South
America…Your Native American tribes…
Not to mention the few that stayed
Behind to hide among you to study
What was happening…
The secrets they imparted…
The mysteries…
The riddles that they hoped future generations
Would one day put together…

Why would they do that? So they could
Offer some shred of clues and hope
Without drastically influencing the rise
Of civilization…
So that this new breed of human
Of Earth could evolve on its own…

Then of course there was the Dark
Kind that was monitoring the project
Population…with their experiments
And abductions…
They, the Dark Ones, were so proud of this
That they spread into 8 other worlds
To duplicate what was happening…

People will say what they will about this…
Object to anything and everything…
Pardon me then, Earth Science
Knows all the answers…
They never change their views…
They never say, “We now know…”
Over and over…Do they?”
She laughed.

“Must you say this now?” Varence
Complained.

Vala turned to him almost wickedly.
“Silence.” Her eyes were vicious.
“He’s so afraid of what I will
Reveal…I am talking…And everyone
Is free not to listen or read…

But allow me to tell this…
There are reasons…They left clues…
The Starchildren are a magical element
To the events going on…

Why did I call those 4 corners?
Of all the places…The reasons…The races…
Mark my words…

The circle of stone…
The sands of the Middle East…
The ancient lands of the Mayans
With their rain forests and exotic
Rare things…The Medicine Men…
And the Four Corners of American
Southwest…

The legends and lore are based in FACT.

Now I’m telling you clearly…
The Dark Empire fears things
And has weaknesses…
Consider that please…

The races that suffered in your
History…The Jews…The black race…
Why the red skin race lost their
Lands, nearly strangled from existence…
They have a power they fear…
In their customs, in their faith,
In their magic…even in nature
Itself…Plants that are toxic to them…

Use what I’ve said…
Hidden in the words are the
Answers…It’s the best way to reach
You…So that you find the strength
In finding them on your own…

Trust me…Because we don’t have
All the answers…But you do, or will…
That’s what they’re waiting for…
For the right ones to finally come
Together…To put the pieces together…
So that both sides can find the answers…

Because BOTH sides are struggling with
The SAME PUZZLE…
Then they’ll come…Don’t you see…It’s a
Journey shared by both sides…They want
Answers…you want answers…So they
Share the clues they have in the hopes
You can help solve them…Being this
Miracle new race that you are.
That’s why the Dark Ones steal
And abduct some…The experiments…
They all have the same questions.”

“That’s the big picture then?” I asked
Her. “Because it’s a big game board.
Big questions, searchers…They don’t
Know everything…They experiment
To find the same answers to questions
That everyone has?”

Vala nodded. “That’s why they’re so
Interested in the Angel…What he did
To you…They wanted it to happen.”

“They did?” I asked.

“Now consider,” Vala hummed, nodded,
“Why he brings us, my sisters together…
The Divine Power Struggle at work…
The Female Aspect…The Goddess…

The Draconians have a queen…
The Dark Female Aspect…
To defeat them you need the Equal
Divine Female Force of Good to fight it…

The Goddess Aspect is sorting itself
Out in the universe to do this…
The women will understand this…
It’s a complex aspect…
To find the balance, the right power…
Because there are many sides to it…

The Mother…The Sister…The Daughter…
The Friend…The Nurturer…The Lover…
The Warrior and the Protector…
The Magic…The Intuition…
The Dark Side…The Way of Peace
And Light…

To fight the darkness this power
Must sort itself out…

Men have it too…Think about it…
But the injustice, the battle right
Now is with the Goddess Energy…
That is why it must fight to
Find its balance…to win.
It will make sense…Believe me…

The Gathering is coming…
And those answers will come…
Just as the stars will come alive
Over your world as it happens.”

“That is enough!” Varence ordered, his
Voice like thunder as he moved quickly
To stand between her and me.
“Weigh your words against the timing
And what they can and can not see…
The timing!”

“No,” Rana then demanded, standing
To join them in front of me, “let her speak.
SAY IT…Enough of your games and
Its timing…if we are to come together
Let’s say it out loud in front of him
So that he knows…writes it…Tells
Them…”

“Rana…” Kierista begged her to be
Quieter…

“No!” Rana said to all of them, then
Looked at me. “I’m saying it, so write it.
I don’t care what they think…we’re
Here together sharing stories for a
Purpose…Yes, you learn from stories…
But if you do not get the point they
Have no meaning…So here I say it…
Tell them to sort out their own petty
Problems…Fix things to join the bigger
Game hidden from them…
The prejudices and injustices are
Everywhere…Do you think there are
None in space, think again. Have some
Ridiculous notion of paradise in space
And you will be swallowed by a beast.
Stop coddling them and just say it!”

“I do agree on this.” Vala hummed.

Varence looked at Ceres for support…
They had been here the longest…But
She simply smiled sarcastically with her
Eyes and said nothing…
“I take the time so that all may see…
Explaining to them is a delicate matter…”

“Say they are sensitive and I will scream,”
Rana said ferociously… “Say, talk of
Peace and love and I will claw your
Eyes out. Save that talk for paradise.
There is no paradise here!”

“We really must be practical.” Ceres
Said calmly, her tone suggesting her
Experience gave reasons. “Consider the
Subjects and matters of the past and
Present…What choices are there?”

“The potential is there!” Varence insisted,
Pleaded with them…

“You are fantasizing about potential.”
Rana responded…

“We must call them to gather,” Vala
Reasoned solidly, “Just as you bring us
Together…You, we…must do what we
Can to bring them together…” She pointed
To me… “They must gather also…
It’s the only way to find the
Answer…The ancients put the
Knowledge and weapons in the crystal
Skulls to use…For the right ones to
Use…The visitors gave the natives in
The past the messages to hide in the caves
Around the world to put the pieces
Together…”

“Vala…” Varence said, biting his teeth,
Fighting his temper… “You are pressing
A delicate switch…”

“Things will explode regardless!” Rana
Insisted. “Yes, yes we know…The wrong
Ones do it and it’s over…They don’t know…
He doesn’t know…You don’t know for
Sure…sooner or later the risk has to be
Taken.”

“That’s why we arranged this radio show
The events leading to it…” Varence said.

“You did that?” I asked.

“Everything needs a little…PUSH.”
Varence said slyly. “Just tell Roger
To go with the flow…and it will happen.
Stop worrying. The road is long…
We’ve all taken gambles…one right
Decision will lead to another and another
And then in time…and things will be
As they should be…Its not about
Getting what you want here…It’s about
Getting where it should be.”

“Finally.” Rana declared. “Pray he not lay
Into no riddling words or I will slap
Him to the floor.”

“Then,” Varence said to me, kindly,
Heavily, “Your next job will begin…
You have to finish this part first.”

“Oh joy.” I said. “I can imagine how
This will go over.”

“Listen…” Vala hummed, her eyes
Focused with the sparkle of a witch’s brew…
“Call them…I call them forth…
Through the fog of fears and doubts…
I call them to rise and see…Let the
Clouds lift, split and depart…
And like the sun…The rays of lights to
Shine…and grow and glow…The inner
Light…Fire of works and lost story of
The soul ignite…Blast cast and
Last…Through the mind and soul…
Stay to life in the heart and soul’s
Memory…Rise to life…Brighter than
The sun, the stars, the moon…Find yourself
And in that find the magnet…The
Magnet’s power…Then feel the magnet’s
Pull to where it belongs…Let the rest only
Ride with the magnet and its pull…
Let it find the peace there…Let the soul
Become the magnet and find it’s true
Mate…By these words spoken and
Unbroken repeat them and their power
Will grow…and the gathering will then
Come…”

“Excellent.” Varence smiled, nodded
To Vala’s words; oh how he marveled
At her way with words. Wink. “Now
It will spread everywhere whether
They know it or not.”

“Go now…” Vala told me… “Find fate
In the words with the radio show…
Listen carefully.”

“One thing I ask before you leave.”
Varence cocked one eyebrow and
Watched me carefully.

“Yes?” I asked.

“What’s the date you know?” He asked
Plainly.

“February.” I answered. “It’s February 2016.”

He smiled…He smiled slyly to them then
To me. “Are you so sure?” He laughed.

Pause. Reflect. Consider the radio show.
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