Kindred
28th May 2012, 13:30
I had been aware of the following story for a bit now. When I first read it, it made me cry. For a multitude of reasons, but mostly for the fact that I knew, in my heart, that All of us are capable of such loving feats, and that it is only because of the reasons described in the narrative, that We Can't Be All That It Is Possible For Us To Be. But, We Can Choose This Outcome, If We So Desire. Only by Choosing, can we overcome the negative training of our past.
link; http://rune.galactic.to/apu1.html (this is a long story... only a portion below)
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"Sir, thank you for the pain that you feel. She is crying because she has a sick child. Some nine days ago this boy went to the mountain, climbed a rock, lost his balance and fell, breaking his right arm and some ribs."
The man spoke in very poorly pronounced Spanish, but I understood and he asked if he could take me to see the boy. I accepted, and without consulting the woman he invited me into the cabin. We entered, the campesino, Quispe and I. The scene, unfortunately, horrified me. On the floor, on a pallet of hay, covered with a wool blanket made by hand, lay the child. His swollen face had taken on a bluish color by the infections; his eyes half closed, his mouth half open, and with his tongue and lips swollen, looked terrible. The campesino pulled me to the
boy's side and I touched the part of his wrist to feel the pulse. I became still more alarmed.
Not knowing whether for my desperation, little experience, of for some other phenomena unknown to me, I felt no heartbeat in the arteries. I deduced from this that the little one had entered a state of coma.
Despite the hospital in Huallanca being many kilometers from that place, I decided to try to take the child, as soon as possible, to the doctors for treatment. I mentioned this to Quispe, and asked him to explain to the mother, our offer. Meanwhile, as I planned how to undertake the transfer of the patient to the hospital, the campesino advised the mother of the little one about my determination. This then infuriated her. She came into the house desperately determined and shouted at Quispe, threatening him with her finger; and grabbed me by my arm and pulled me outside with inexplicable force.
She fell to the ground. I stood there stunned, and thought that my intention had offended some custom of those people. I felt fear; perhaps she would attack me. I reflected, and called to Quispe that we should leave that place. With this the mother of the boy came out of the house again, came to my side and began to shout and gesticulate, and putting her hands on my face. The only words that I can remember, without knowing their significance were:
"Maman! Taita!…. Manan! Taita Dios…"
Quispe came over to me and said: "Do not fear, sir, the mother of the child says that the Gods from the sky will come and cure her son, and that we should leave him alone."
This calmed my nerves a little and I believed that she meant that some witch would come and cure her boy, utilizing fire and smoke and incantations, etc. "Shall we wait and meet the Gods?" Quispe asked, and waited for my decision.
Yes sir, please, you are going to see something very interesting, I assure you, and what you see you will like." He suggested with enthusiasm.
"Very well, Quispe, we will wait for the presence of the 'Gods'," I said with an expression of lightly joking.
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"Look there, sir!" he shouted in desperation, and I turned my head in the direction indicated and saw that an apparatus similar to a small airplane was descending vertically from the clouds. It landed among the goats and sheep without making any sound. It was of a color different from the flying discs I had seen before. I thought of some military maneuvers and waited the
disembarkation of some soldiers to talk to them.
Soon, from the interior of the ship came one of those strangers. He was dressed the body suit with which I was familiar, but its cut was different from what I had seen before. This one had shoulders like our own, with a pronounced hip, and was of smaller stature. It came toward us without stepping on the grass, moving in the air some centimeters above the ground!
"Why do you 'walk' in that manner?" Asked Quispe, confused.
"It is said so as not to damage the cells of the meadow grass by stepping on them." Responded the being in a serious tone and smiling.
The dogs ran to the stranger and it petted them. The cattle remained contented, as if they were already familiar with the stranger. While the stranger came toward us, I noticed that Quispe and all the campesinos were kneeling with their palms together in front of their faces, which were inclined toward the ground. It seemed like a religious ceremony. That surprised me, but also clarified the unknown statement about the arrival of the "Gods" which the mother of the boy had told me one hour earlier.
Soon I noticed that the visitor was of the white race, and this confirmed my suspicions that they must be spies. Upon observing with more attention I came to understand that the visitor was a woman, because I could see the rise of her breasts. She made a signal for the campesinos to get up, and they obeyed without delay. The visitor went toward the house without speaking to anybody, entered, and then came out carrying the child in her arms. She took him to the ship
without delay. All present remained there in silence, but on the faces of those shepherds I noted an expression of joy.
"What is happening?" I asked Quispe in a low voice, and interrupting the silence of the moment. He did not answer. This augmented still more my uneasiness, and I momentarily thought that my companion had united with the casmpesions to cause me some harm. Fortunately, I carried my carbine, and I released the safety and remained alert. The minutes passed in the silence that dominated the place. Only the dogs moved around me, and a sheep baud suddenly. These were the only manifestations that broke the silence and tension.
For a moment I thought that those strangers had in their ship, surgical rooms and other necessary resources to treat the sick and injured, and that they brought them to attract the innocent campesinos, presenting themselves as Gods.
While I waited for the unknown to return the boy bandaged and unconscious, before my very eyes appeared a scene unbelievable, illogical and singular. Suddenly I saw that the boy descended alone from the ladder of the ship, and upon touching the ground ran towards us, reaching down to pick up a stone, and thus showing his perfect state of health.
For having seen him when he was swollen, I did not recognize him now and thought that he must be another boy, a member of the crew, perhaps. Then I waited for the reaction of the mother of the child. The little boy had not covered half the distance from the ship to us, when his mother ran toward him shouting in emotion. All present embraced and gave shouts of joy.
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"My name is Ivanka, my friend, and what is yours?"
She spoke in a soft voice in my own dialect. I gave her my name curtly. She smiled. The name of the stranger reminded me that she could be from some European place, in whose services she was engaged, and I began to take interest in discovering her origin.
"Your name sounds of slavik origin, and sounds beautiful… From what country are you?" I asked in a courteous tone.
"I don't belong to any country. My paternity is universal. I am a citizen of all countries and sister of all beings that exist."
"I like what you are saying, but I don't know if I truly believe this, but at least your words carry your knowledge. Nor do I understand what you are pretending. But what you have just done with the boy was a thankful act of compassionate mercy."
"My friend, I ask, please, why do you treat me like this? Why?" She asked suddenly.
"Why?" "We customarily treat them in this manner if you can not do it, proceeding
according to need."
"I fully agree." I responded affirmatively, and then continued: "Tell me, Ivanka, how did you cure the boy with such perfection in such a short time, or perhaps you hypnotized him and all of us together?"
"My friend, though I still have not satisfied your doubts about my identity, I will do it now. I told you that I am a citizen of all places in the universe, and sister of all the beings that exist in it. I am a citizen of Apu. It is the innate duty of all Apuianos to protect the cellular life and to help those beings in whatever place we find them. We do not know preferences, privileges, charges, favoritism nor advantage. Our love, caring and knowledge, is for all beings equally, because
we are a part of all that exists in the Universe."
"I was astonished by such a philosophy as that stranger had just imparted to me. I was quiet for some moments, and in reaction I said to her: "But you still have not told me how you cured the boy."
"Pardon," contested Ivanka, "We have various forms of curing. One of the most positive is the disintegration and reintegration."
"The disintegration and reintegration!? What form is that?"
"We disintegrate the cells of the body of the patient into the smallest particles, and then reintegrate the body perfectly healthy, with renewed cells." She responded.
"Is it possible that you can also create cells?"
"Yes, my friend. For some millions of years, since the Apuianos decomposed the atom into its smallest parts. With this work, we obtained the highest powers, approaching immortality, and the positive control of ions and many other things."
"What do you call the minimum part of an atom." I asked in a lighthanded way.
"We call it the minimus, according to a translation from the Apuniano language." Responded Ivanka emphatically.
Listening to an explanation so simple as that then, would alter the serenity of anybody. But since I already knew the repetition of the strangers, I only thought that they were trying to convince me, thus validating my hypnosis theory so that I would believe them "Superpowers of the World".
"Listen, Ivanka," I said, "Can you make some kind of a demonstration for me, that I may capture the instant of the disintegration and reintegration?"
"Yes, my friend, I shall do that with much pleasure. See those sheep and goats that are grazing there on the pampa?"
"Wait a moment," I suggested since my intention was to call to Quispe to witness this spectacle and see if we are both hypnotized at the same time. With that, Quispe came to where we were without my calling him. I explained of what this treated. He smiled upon noting my doubt, and suggested: "Calm down, Senor, and pay to me please a little serious attention. They can
do many things that are for us incredible. You are going to be surprised." He assured me.
A dog barked chasing the birds that together with the chickens, pecked for food in the grass. The birds flew over the grass to the flock of sheep, and all watched the disturbed dog that tried to catch them in mid-flight. Suddenly the sheep and goats disappeared and in their place appeared bushes and diverse flowers. There was all the varieties that existed on our planet, the most part unknown to us. The campesinos knelt before us with bowed heads, as if they were in Mass.
Quispe approached me and in a lowered voice said: "Kneel, senor. Don't remain standing." And he got down on his knees. On the pampa at that moment, the dog was the only animal standing that moved, because he was chasing the birds. A tense silence reigned in that place while I tried to discover the how and why of that singular event.
"What do you see on the pampa, my friend?" asked Ivanka in a friendly tone. "I see what you want me to see, a dog chasing birds, and many flowers that you just seeded for us, by hypnotizing us."
Quispe raised his head and looked at me obliquely in anger. At that moment I saw the companion of Ivanka now playing with the dog that had given pursuit of the birds. The stranger seemed indifferent to the scenes that were taking place in the field, as if those flowers had been planted many years before.
"Would you like us to return the flowers to goats and sheep again?" Ivanka asked me in the most natural voice.
"Change them into doves." I responded jokingly as if to relieve me of their, for me, hypnotic creations to which we had been subjected.
She stood up, looked at me smiling in amiability, and she extended her hands horizontally, with the fingers toward the flowers, and suddenly the pampa filled with doves, big and small. They flew all about some meters above the ground. The dogs barked and ran after them. They flew some meters away and landed again, pecking in the grass. That surprised me.
I thought that the stranger could hypnotize and suggest to people that they were seeing different apparitions without actually changing their true forms; but to hypnotize and to suggest to the dogs, so that they saw the same doves in place of the sheep, and chased them over the pampa surprised me. I felt fear. Ivanka understood my change and extended her hands again and the goats and sheep reappeared grazing as they had been minutes before. The dogs returned and lay down. Quispe, annoyed, got up and, coming to my side, in a lowered voice said: "Are you afraid, senor?"
"Here there is nothing to frighten me." I responded, trying to recapture my serenity.
The campesinos got up and began to comment about the events. While I was recuperating my tranquility, a child said something to me in Quechua. I did not understand.
"Would you like to go back to the doves again?" Quispe translated, smiling. That alived my nervousness somewhat. The little one had been impressed by the enormous flock of doves, and continued asking for its return. "Tell the child to ask this of Senorita Ivanka. She is the only one who can make the doves return." I said to Quispe.
With this a hawk flew from the woods. I don't know whether by order of the nurse or casually, came toward us and landed on the left shoulder of the boy. He caressed it and shouted with joy,
calling to his mother to show her the loving bird that still remained on his shoulder.
Ivanka came up to Quispe, took him by the arm and smiling said: "My friend, can you explain to us why you were kneeling?"
"Si, Senorita. You have just made a miracle." Responded Quispe respectfully.
"You are mistaken, my friend, what I have just done was a work that any of you could have done, if you would have prepared for this. Please, my friend, explain to the others that we never make miracles. All is acquired by our work, utilizing the atoms of your components."
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"Let us go." Said Ivanka and we went.
This time she did not walk above the grass. She walked like us and that attracted my attention. I observed carefully and verified that the strangers took steps on the ground like Quispe and I, but the grass did not bend over under their feet.
When we got to the ship, I saw that it floated in the air at some 70 centimeters above the ground. I understood that that strange form of parking was done so as not to damage the cells of the pasture and I asked no questions. Also I observed that the apparatus, by the form of its wings, was an airplane, though of a more rare model since its body was short but thick, like a passenger airplane.
"It has folding wings and exceeds the velocity of millions of kilometers per minute." Said Ivanka, referring to the ship.
I did not feel any need to converse about it, and thought that they might not understand whatever I might say about it anyway.
The doors were located between the wings and the tail. They opened by being retracted into the walls when we got to within a meter of the ship. There inside, the appearance was similar to what I already knew from before, but this one I had never seen before. I thought that the ship would tip with our weight upon ascending, and I watched what would happen when Pedro went aboard. He stood on the only step that came out from the interior upon the door opening, and his weight did not provoke the least movement of the ship.
We went aboard, Quispe, Ivanka with one of the dogs and I.
Inside was an oval room with no right angle corners, quite big and furnished with various chairs. On the walls one could see various viewing screens mounted like those of televisions, but of a pleasant color.
"This is our friend, Alif." Said Ivanka, presenting me to another stranger that we met in the ship. I extended my hand and told him my name. He invited me to sit down, indicating one of the bigger seats nearby. At that moment I felt an agreeable and inexplicable sensation. Alif looked at me.
"You are degravitating, my friend. Your weight now is eighty grams." He said smiling.
I looked at Quispe in curiosity, but he seemed to sitting as normally as if he were in a tavern. This made me believe that he had been in these ships before this and was already accustomed to the gravityless state.
Ivanka smiled and sat on a cushion by my side. "All of this seems very strange, No?" She asked. "Sincerely, Yes." I answered. "Logically. Nothing else was expected. I also felt very strange when I for the first time came aboard an Apurian ship." "How is that, Ivanka? Is it that you are not from that planet, from Apu?" I asked uneasily, thinking that they were foreigners and sought to entertain me, joking at my ignorance.
"My brother, calm yourself, please. You have a right to opine on us according to the cellular inspiration of your mind. But I assure you that we mean no harm to any being." Said Ivanka supplicantly. I decided then to use maximum force to test the conditions. Ivanka continued:
"For the past 47 years I have been a citizen of Apu. There the people are positive. There is no damage or egotism, no ambitions nor hate. Believe me and if you take these things calmly, you yourself will become convinced that this is so."
"Oh then, you were not born on Apu?" I said, laughing discourteously to think that this stranger intended to dominate me for advantage, and that possibly she wanted to make me believe that she was of my own countryman.
"No, my friend. I am an Earth person." She answered ingenuously."
"Where were you born then?"
"In the city of Dubrovnik, in Yugoslavia, on the shores of the Adriatic Sea." She answered, smiling. I remembered that I had considered the proposition that she was no stranger, and I released an outburst of laughter. She smiled also. Suddenly I began to feel relieved. I don't know if it was for the feminine aspect or for some other unknown reason.
"Then we are countrymen, No?"
"effectively that is true. I spent my infancy on the banks of the Adriatic." She said as she looked at Pedro and Alif,
"Did you say your child life was difficult? Why?"
She stroked the dog that was sitting at her side. Out the window I could see a copse of grass by a small rock. Ivanka disintegrated the rock and the grass stood up. Then she gave me a look as if to observe my opinion on her work, and said: "How happy one feels when he can do good to others and help to relieve their suffering!"
"It is generous to give help to those that need it." I responded. Ivanka was quiet for a moment, and then said:
"During my infancy I experienced all the miseries of egotism and all the money problems, and was stained and tortured by the Earth life. For this I knew that the best is to labor in favor of others. This I learned on Apu and here on Earth I suffered personally. I dedicated much time to determining which are the phenomena that make Terrestrial life so difficult. I discovered that those are of two types; one created by man and the other by nature, but the most negative of all was the money, because it almost always is the beginning of the suffering.
"It is the creator of war, of egotism and of exploitation. This retards all that proceeds from it, the advancements, discoveries and investigations that man can develop to correct the fundamental natural phenomena that are so damaging to cellular life. Man also knows the damage that comes with money, but is dominated by his egotism and neglects to make a sincere attempt to extirpate or simplify the monetary system of Terrestrial life. On the contrary, he pretends to
justify the sacrifices, the suffering and the destruction and all the negativity that originates with money, attributing to money the destiny, the bad luck and the castigation proscribed by the omnipotent, for a work committed by who knows during the formation of society. The Terestrial life could be as good as that on Apu, or any in any other Galaxy in the Universe, if the Earth people would organize themselves in a positive manner fraternally, without money, nor wars
nor exploitation, forming one family, the Terrestrial."
"The inhabitants of the Earth would suffer sacrifices, miseries and tortures caused by natural phenomena, until they eliminate their negative creations and give accounting completely, that the destiny of humanity they have in their own hands, and that only he must and can solve his own problems, based on union, peace, study, collective effort and a firm confidence in himself and his force. Only then will he have the time and force to correct the phenomena created by
nature, such as illness, death, the negativity of the Sun and others. Until now I know of one million nineteen thousand civilizations in this universe, but I have not seen any that could have subsisted without its own force positively planned. The evolution and advance of each one of those is exactly proportional to the union, the work and study that they practice."
"And what does it seem to you are the terrestrial gains up to now?" I asked
ironically.
"With the beginning of this century was begun the considerable development of Terrestrial life, but it would not reach complete development until men united fraternally, which would have permitted the organization of your work, your study and your mode of life without the discrimination. Meanwhile the terrestrials continued interrupting their work, for two thirds part of each day, resulting in them finding themselves with no occupation for almost half of the people able to work, and the major part of those who worked were assigned to wars. The human society agonized in misery." Affirmed Ivanka, showing worry on her face.
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In Unity, Peace and LOVE
link; http://rune.galactic.to/apu1.html (this is a long story... only a portion below)
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"Sir, thank you for the pain that you feel. She is crying because she has a sick child. Some nine days ago this boy went to the mountain, climbed a rock, lost his balance and fell, breaking his right arm and some ribs."
The man spoke in very poorly pronounced Spanish, but I understood and he asked if he could take me to see the boy. I accepted, and without consulting the woman he invited me into the cabin. We entered, the campesino, Quispe and I. The scene, unfortunately, horrified me. On the floor, on a pallet of hay, covered with a wool blanket made by hand, lay the child. His swollen face had taken on a bluish color by the infections; his eyes half closed, his mouth half open, and with his tongue and lips swollen, looked terrible. The campesino pulled me to the
boy's side and I touched the part of his wrist to feel the pulse. I became still more alarmed.
Not knowing whether for my desperation, little experience, of for some other phenomena unknown to me, I felt no heartbeat in the arteries. I deduced from this that the little one had entered a state of coma.
Despite the hospital in Huallanca being many kilometers from that place, I decided to try to take the child, as soon as possible, to the doctors for treatment. I mentioned this to Quispe, and asked him to explain to the mother, our offer. Meanwhile, as I planned how to undertake the transfer of the patient to the hospital, the campesino advised the mother of the little one about my determination. This then infuriated her. She came into the house desperately determined and shouted at Quispe, threatening him with her finger; and grabbed me by my arm and pulled me outside with inexplicable force.
She fell to the ground. I stood there stunned, and thought that my intention had offended some custom of those people. I felt fear; perhaps she would attack me. I reflected, and called to Quispe that we should leave that place. With this the mother of the boy came out of the house again, came to my side and began to shout and gesticulate, and putting her hands on my face. The only words that I can remember, without knowing their significance were:
"Maman! Taita!…. Manan! Taita Dios…"
Quispe came over to me and said: "Do not fear, sir, the mother of the child says that the Gods from the sky will come and cure her son, and that we should leave him alone."
This calmed my nerves a little and I believed that she meant that some witch would come and cure her boy, utilizing fire and smoke and incantations, etc. "Shall we wait and meet the Gods?" Quispe asked, and waited for my decision.
Yes sir, please, you are going to see something very interesting, I assure you, and what you see you will like." He suggested with enthusiasm.
"Very well, Quispe, we will wait for the presence of the 'Gods'," I said with an expression of lightly joking.
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"Look there, sir!" he shouted in desperation, and I turned my head in the direction indicated and saw that an apparatus similar to a small airplane was descending vertically from the clouds. It landed among the goats and sheep without making any sound. It was of a color different from the flying discs I had seen before. I thought of some military maneuvers and waited the
disembarkation of some soldiers to talk to them.
Soon, from the interior of the ship came one of those strangers. He was dressed the body suit with which I was familiar, but its cut was different from what I had seen before. This one had shoulders like our own, with a pronounced hip, and was of smaller stature. It came toward us without stepping on the grass, moving in the air some centimeters above the ground!
"Why do you 'walk' in that manner?" Asked Quispe, confused.
"It is said so as not to damage the cells of the meadow grass by stepping on them." Responded the being in a serious tone and smiling.
The dogs ran to the stranger and it petted them. The cattle remained contented, as if they were already familiar with the stranger. While the stranger came toward us, I noticed that Quispe and all the campesinos were kneeling with their palms together in front of their faces, which were inclined toward the ground. It seemed like a religious ceremony. That surprised me, but also clarified the unknown statement about the arrival of the "Gods" which the mother of the boy had told me one hour earlier.
Soon I noticed that the visitor was of the white race, and this confirmed my suspicions that they must be spies. Upon observing with more attention I came to understand that the visitor was a woman, because I could see the rise of her breasts. She made a signal for the campesinos to get up, and they obeyed without delay. The visitor went toward the house without speaking to anybody, entered, and then came out carrying the child in her arms. She took him to the ship
without delay. All present remained there in silence, but on the faces of those shepherds I noted an expression of joy.
"What is happening?" I asked Quispe in a low voice, and interrupting the silence of the moment. He did not answer. This augmented still more my uneasiness, and I momentarily thought that my companion had united with the casmpesions to cause me some harm. Fortunately, I carried my carbine, and I released the safety and remained alert. The minutes passed in the silence that dominated the place. Only the dogs moved around me, and a sheep baud suddenly. These were the only manifestations that broke the silence and tension.
For a moment I thought that those strangers had in their ship, surgical rooms and other necessary resources to treat the sick and injured, and that they brought them to attract the innocent campesinos, presenting themselves as Gods.
While I waited for the unknown to return the boy bandaged and unconscious, before my very eyes appeared a scene unbelievable, illogical and singular. Suddenly I saw that the boy descended alone from the ladder of the ship, and upon touching the ground ran towards us, reaching down to pick up a stone, and thus showing his perfect state of health.
For having seen him when he was swollen, I did not recognize him now and thought that he must be another boy, a member of the crew, perhaps. Then I waited for the reaction of the mother of the child. The little boy had not covered half the distance from the ship to us, when his mother ran toward him shouting in emotion. All present embraced and gave shouts of joy.
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"My name is Ivanka, my friend, and what is yours?"
She spoke in a soft voice in my own dialect. I gave her my name curtly. She smiled. The name of the stranger reminded me that she could be from some European place, in whose services she was engaged, and I began to take interest in discovering her origin.
"Your name sounds of slavik origin, and sounds beautiful… From what country are you?" I asked in a courteous tone.
"I don't belong to any country. My paternity is universal. I am a citizen of all countries and sister of all beings that exist."
"I like what you are saying, but I don't know if I truly believe this, but at least your words carry your knowledge. Nor do I understand what you are pretending. But what you have just done with the boy was a thankful act of compassionate mercy."
"My friend, I ask, please, why do you treat me like this? Why?" She asked suddenly.
"Why?" "We customarily treat them in this manner if you can not do it, proceeding
according to need."
"I fully agree." I responded affirmatively, and then continued: "Tell me, Ivanka, how did you cure the boy with such perfection in such a short time, or perhaps you hypnotized him and all of us together?"
"My friend, though I still have not satisfied your doubts about my identity, I will do it now. I told you that I am a citizen of all places in the universe, and sister of all the beings that exist in it. I am a citizen of Apu. It is the innate duty of all Apuianos to protect the cellular life and to help those beings in whatever place we find them. We do not know preferences, privileges, charges, favoritism nor advantage. Our love, caring and knowledge, is for all beings equally, because
we are a part of all that exists in the Universe."
"I was astonished by such a philosophy as that stranger had just imparted to me. I was quiet for some moments, and in reaction I said to her: "But you still have not told me how you cured the boy."
"Pardon," contested Ivanka, "We have various forms of curing. One of the most positive is the disintegration and reintegration."
"The disintegration and reintegration!? What form is that?"
"We disintegrate the cells of the body of the patient into the smallest particles, and then reintegrate the body perfectly healthy, with renewed cells." She responded.
"Is it possible that you can also create cells?"
"Yes, my friend. For some millions of years, since the Apuianos decomposed the atom into its smallest parts. With this work, we obtained the highest powers, approaching immortality, and the positive control of ions and many other things."
"What do you call the minimum part of an atom." I asked in a lighthanded way.
"We call it the minimus, according to a translation from the Apuniano language." Responded Ivanka emphatically.
Listening to an explanation so simple as that then, would alter the serenity of anybody. But since I already knew the repetition of the strangers, I only thought that they were trying to convince me, thus validating my hypnosis theory so that I would believe them "Superpowers of the World".
"Listen, Ivanka," I said, "Can you make some kind of a demonstration for me, that I may capture the instant of the disintegration and reintegration?"
"Yes, my friend, I shall do that with much pleasure. See those sheep and goats that are grazing there on the pampa?"
"Wait a moment," I suggested since my intention was to call to Quispe to witness this spectacle and see if we are both hypnotized at the same time. With that, Quispe came to where we were without my calling him. I explained of what this treated. He smiled upon noting my doubt, and suggested: "Calm down, Senor, and pay to me please a little serious attention. They can
do many things that are for us incredible. You are going to be surprised." He assured me.
A dog barked chasing the birds that together with the chickens, pecked for food in the grass. The birds flew over the grass to the flock of sheep, and all watched the disturbed dog that tried to catch them in mid-flight. Suddenly the sheep and goats disappeared and in their place appeared bushes and diverse flowers. There was all the varieties that existed on our planet, the most part unknown to us. The campesinos knelt before us with bowed heads, as if they were in Mass.
Quispe approached me and in a lowered voice said: "Kneel, senor. Don't remain standing." And he got down on his knees. On the pampa at that moment, the dog was the only animal standing that moved, because he was chasing the birds. A tense silence reigned in that place while I tried to discover the how and why of that singular event.
"What do you see on the pampa, my friend?" asked Ivanka in a friendly tone. "I see what you want me to see, a dog chasing birds, and many flowers that you just seeded for us, by hypnotizing us."
Quispe raised his head and looked at me obliquely in anger. At that moment I saw the companion of Ivanka now playing with the dog that had given pursuit of the birds. The stranger seemed indifferent to the scenes that were taking place in the field, as if those flowers had been planted many years before.
"Would you like us to return the flowers to goats and sheep again?" Ivanka asked me in the most natural voice.
"Change them into doves." I responded jokingly as if to relieve me of their, for me, hypnotic creations to which we had been subjected.
She stood up, looked at me smiling in amiability, and she extended her hands horizontally, with the fingers toward the flowers, and suddenly the pampa filled with doves, big and small. They flew all about some meters above the ground. The dogs barked and ran after them. They flew some meters away and landed again, pecking in the grass. That surprised me.
I thought that the stranger could hypnotize and suggest to people that they were seeing different apparitions without actually changing their true forms; but to hypnotize and to suggest to the dogs, so that they saw the same doves in place of the sheep, and chased them over the pampa surprised me. I felt fear. Ivanka understood my change and extended her hands again and the goats and sheep reappeared grazing as they had been minutes before. The dogs returned and lay down. Quispe, annoyed, got up and, coming to my side, in a lowered voice said: "Are you afraid, senor?"
"Here there is nothing to frighten me." I responded, trying to recapture my serenity.
The campesinos got up and began to comment about the events. While I was recuperating my tranquility, a child said something to me in Quechua. I did not understand.
"Would you like to go back to the doves again?" Quispe translated, smiling. That alived my nervousness somewhat. The little one had been impressed by the enormous flock of doves, and continued asking for its return. "Tell the child to ask this of Senorita Ivanka. She is the only one who can make the doves return." I said to Quispe.
With this a hawk flew from the woods. I don't know whether by order of the nurse or casually, came toward us and landed on the left shoulder of the boy. He caressed it and shouted with joy,
calling to his mother to show her the loving bird that still remained on his shoulder.
Ivanka came up to Quispe, took him by the arm and smiling said: "My friend, can you explain to us why you were kneeling?"
"Si, Senorita. You have just made a miracle." Responded Quispe respectfully.
"You are mistaken, my friend, what I have just done was a work that any of you could have done, if you would have prepared for this. Please, my friend, explain to the others that we never make miracles. All is acquired by our work, utilizing the atoms of your components."
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"Let us go." Said Ivanka and we went.
This time she did not walk above the grass. She walked like us and that attracted my attention. I observed carefully and verified that the strangers took steps on the ground like Quispe and I, but the grass did not bend over under their feet.
When we got to the ship, I saw that it floated in the air at some 70 centimeters above the ground. I understood that that strange form of parking was done so as not to damage the cells of the pasture and I asked no questions. Also I observed that the apparatus, by the form of its wings, was an airplane, though of a more rare model since its body was short but thick, like a passenger airplane.
"It has folding wings and exceeds the velocity of millions of kilometers per minute." Said Ivanka, referring to the ship.
I did not feel any need to converse about it, and thought that they might not understand whatever I might say about it anyway.
The doors were located between the wings and the tail. They opened by being retracted into the walls when we got to within a meter of the ship. There inside, the appearance was similar to what I already knew from before, but this one I had never seen before. I thought that the ship would tip with our weight upon ascending, and I watched what would happen when Pedro went aboard. He stood on the only step that came out from the interior upon the door opening, and his weight did not provoke the least movement of the ship.
We went aboard, Quispe, Ivanka with one of the dogs and I.
Inside was an oval room with no right angle corners, quite big and furnished with various chairs. On the walls one could see various viewing screens mounted like those of televisions, but of a pleasant color.
"This is our friend, Alif." Said Ivanka, presenting me to another stranger that we met in the ship. I extended my hand and told him my name. He invited me to sit down, indicating one of the bigger seats nearby. At that moment I felt an agreeable and inexplicable sensation. Alif looked at me.
"You are degravitating, my friend. Your weight now is eighty grams." He said smiling.
I looked at Quispe in curiosity, but he seemed to sitting as normally as if he were in a tavern. This made me believe that he had been in these ships before this and was already accustomed to the gravityless state.
Ivanka smiled and sat on a cushion by my side. "All of this seems very strange, No?" She asked. "Sincerely, Yes." I answered. "Logically. Nothing else was expected. I also felt very strange when I for the first time came aboard an Apurian ship." "How is that, Ivanka? Is it that you are not from that planet, from Apu?" I asked uneasily, thinking that they were foreigners and sought to entertain me, joking at my ignorance.
"My brother, calm yourself, please. You have a right to opine on us according to the cellular inspiration of your mind. But I assure you that we mean no harm to any being." Said Ivanka supplicantly. I decided then to use maximum force to test the conditions. Ivanka continued:
"For the past 47 years I have been a citizen of Apu. There the people are positive. There is no damage or egotism, no ambitions nor hate. Believe me and if you take these things calmly, you yourself will become convinced that this is so."
"Oh then, you were not born on Apu?" I said, laughing discourteously to think that this stranger intended to dominate me for advantage, and that possibly she wanted to make me believe that she was of my own countryman.
"No, my friend. I am an Earth person." She answered ingenuously."
"Where were you born then?"
"In the city of Dubrovnik, in Yugoslavia, on the shores of the Adriatic Sea." She answered, smiling. I remembered that I had considered the proposition that she was no stranger, and I released an outburst of laughter. She smiled also. Suddenly I began to feel relieved. I don't know if it was for the feminine aspect or for some other unknown reason.
"Then we are countrymen, No?"
"effectively that is true. I spent my infancy on the banks of the Adriatic." She said as she looked at Pedro and Alif,
"Did you say your child life was difficult? Why?"
She stroked the dog that was sitting at her side. Out the window I could see a copse of grass by a small rock. Ivanka disintegrated the rock and the grass stood up. Then she gave me a look as if to observe my opinion on her work, and said: "How happy one feels when he can do good to others and help to relieve their suffering!"
"It is generous to give help to those that need it." I responded. Ivanka was quiet for a moment, and then said:
"During my infancy I experienced all the miseries of egotism and all the money problems, and was stained and tortured by the Earth life. For this I knew that the best is to labor in favor of others. This I learned on Apu and here on Earth I suffered personally. I dedicated much time to determining which are the phenomena that make Terrestrial life so difficult. I discovered that those are of two types; one created by man and the other by nature, but the most negative of all was the money, because it almost always is the beginning of the suffering.
"It is the creator of war, of egotism and of exploitation. This retards all that proceeds from it, the advancements, discoveries and investigations that man can develop to correct the fundamental natural phenomena that are so damaging to cellular life. Man also knows the damage that comes with money, but is dominated by his egotism and neglects to make a sincere attempt to extirpate or simplify the monetary system of Terrestrial life. On the contrary, he pretends to
justify the sacrifices, the suffering and the destruction and all the negativity that originates with money, attributing to money the destiny, the bad luck and the castigation proscribed by the omnipotent, for a work committed by who knows during the formation of society. The Terestrial life could be as good as that on Apu, or any in any other Galaxy in the Universe, if the Earth people would organize themselves in a positive manner fraternally, without money, nor wars
nor exploitation, forming one family, the Terrestrial."
"The inhabitants of the Earth would suffer sacrifices, miseries and tortures caused by natural phenomena, until they eliminate their negative creations and give accounting completely, that the destiny of humanity they have in their own hands, and that only he must and can solve his own problems, based on union, peace, study, collective effort and a firm confidence in himself and his force. Only then will he have the time and force to correct the phenomena created by
nature, such as illness, death, the negativity of the Sun and others. Until now I know of one million nineteen thousand civilizations in this universe, but I have not seen any that could have subsisted without its own force positively planned. The evolution and advance of each one of those is exactly proportional to the union, the work and study that they practice."
"And what does it seem to you are the terrestrial gains up to now?" I asked
ironically.
"With the beginning of this century was begun the considerable development of Terrestrial life, but it would not reach complete development until men united fraternally, which would have permitted the organization of your work, your study and your mode of life without the discrimination. Meanwhile the terrestrials continued interrupting their work, for two thirds part of each day, resulting in them finding themselves with no occupation for almost half of the people able to work, and the major part of those who worked were assigned to wars. The human society agonized in misery." Affirmed Ivanka, showing worry on her face.
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In Unity, Peace and LOVE