The Power of Twelve (13 page)

“No tea for me, thank you.” The Collector of Data nodded with a polite smile. “I am afraid I will not be staying very long. I just came
to give you some important news that I know you will want to share with the Council of Twelve.”

William the Pen could see the concern in the Collector's eyes. “What is wrong?”

“I don't really know how to say this, but the problems on planet Earth 769 are more severe than we had anticipated. The socalled Illuminati on that planet are going to create a catastrophe that may not only end their universe but ours as well. I have written up this report, which I leave for you to peruse and share with the Council of Twelve.” The Collector handed William the Pen a short bound booklet entitled “Data from Planet Earth 769” with the words CLASSIFIED AND CONFIDENTIAL written in large capitals across the front.

“I really must get going,” the Collector stated as he nearly ran out of the den.

Disturbed by the odd behavior, William the Pen opened the book and began to read. Soon his mouth hung wide open in shock. He could not believe what he was reading. The head of the Illuminati had developed chemical fertilizers that he thought would increase productivity but would in fact destroy all the vegetation on the planet. It was just a matter of time before Earth 769 would be a wasteland. Even more alarming to William the Pen, the rift in the universe was accelerating. At the present rate the end of Earth 769 would occur in less than ninety Earth days. The chain reaction would destroy the 769 universe and that in turn would destroy all of the multiuniverses, including the universe in which their beloved planet Naranjada existed.

The chain reaction would happen the very instant that Earth 769 self-destructed. The data was clear and so was the prognosis. All the universes that ever had been created would be destroyed within ninety Earth days of Earth 769. On some planets this meant less than a full day remained of continued existence.

William the Pen was certain there had to be a mistake in the data. How could the destruction of one insignificant planet in one of a billion universes create the destruction of all the universes? It was not logical. Planets had been destroyed by meteors crashing into
them. Galaxies had been destroyed by star suns dying and even by interplanetary conflicts and nuclear and fractal explosions. But such destruction had never had the impact being predicted now by the looming destruction of planet Earth 769.

William the Pen telepathically summoned the Thirteenth Apostle, who instantly appeared. The Thirteenth Apostle loved to visit the den of William the Pen. He loved the soft overstuffed leather chairs and he loved to gaze at so many wonderful books. William the Pen had incredible taste, and his eclectic knowledge of great literature included works from every major civilization on every planet throughout the multi-universes. Like William the Pen, the Thirteenth Apostle enjoyed feeling ancient bound books and reveling in how the pages themselves were able to retain the energy of the original authors.

But today William the Pen did not offer the Thirteenth Apostle any orange tea or suggest a book for him to pick up and peruse. William the Pen merely gestured to him to take a seat. Without further ado he presented him with the short bound booklet “Data from Planet Earth 769.” “Here, you must read this immediately.”

It took the Thirteenth Apostle only twenty minutes to read the entire report, and all he could say upon closing the booklet was, “This is impossible. Are you sure the data is correct?”

“Unfortunately, it is. While you were reading I went downstairs to check the computer files, and they confirm what is in this report.” William the Pen sighed and continued. “I grilled the Collector of Data, and he explained to me that the problem lies not with the destruction of planet Earth 769 but with the reasons and the way in which the planet will destroy itself.”

“What is so special about how this planet is destroying itself?”

“For the first time in recorded history of any known universe, sensitive souls from advanced beings with higher awareness are the ones whose greed and fear is at the base of the destruction. Fear and greed have always been present throughout the universes, but never before from beings who had been given the sacred knowledge of how the universe actually functions. It was always believed that knowledge of the highest principles in the hands of enlightened leaders
would automatically lead to greater harmony and beauty throughout the universes. With the greater resonance and concordance that has always come from this knowledge in the right hands at the right time, the universes have always moved toward greater complexity and stable, unlimited expansion,” William the Pen explained.

“But this is just one insignificant planet and one small group of families on this planet. I have been told only 319 families form the Illuminati responsible for the coming destruction of planet Earth 769,” the Thirteenth Apostle interjected.

“I know, I know, but it is the nature of the universal principles. The true nature of reality is merely a hologram. It is the method The One used to create infinite diversity in a timeless non-space reality. Thought forms in this non-space reality have as much impact as the physical manifestations, if not more. Physical forms and forces are merely secondary-level phenomena with less actual ‘reality' than the thought forms themselves,” William the Pen explained.

“I have never been the student of mathematics, forms, and metaphysics that you have been, William the Pen,” the Thirteenth Apostle acknowledged. “Although I understand the basic truths of our reality, I still do not understand how these particular thoughts from such a relatively small group of human beings on an ordinary planet like Earth 769 can have such impact on all thought creations and our physical worlds.”

“Let me explain,” William the Pen stated while pulling from his pocket his famous pen and starting to sketch on a clean sheet of paper a drawing of upper and lower thought forms. “Here on top we have the higher-level thought forms. These forms create all thought forms, including lower-level thought forms. You can think of it as higher beings and lower beings. The higher beings can allow the lower beings to go in whatever direction they choose, including hate, greed, and violence, without ever being impacted directly. The lower forms can engage in self- and even mass destruction and there will be no impact whatsoever on the higher-creator thoughts that hover above. In fact, in many cases the destruction is welcomed, since it allows the higher thoughts to re-create and redesign earlier defective
designs and create what for the higher thought forms is ultimate joy—ever-evolving complexity and aesthetic beauty.”

“Yes, I understand all this, it is the basic principle I have learned from The One as to why he created the universes in the beginning,” the Thirteenth Apostle confirmed.

“But now, look what is happening on planet Earth 769,” William the Pen continued. “A higher thought form was sent to their planet by Freddy the Freeroller. This higher thought form took the incarnation of Otto Goerden. Otto took these higher thought forms and shared them—knowingly or not—with the Illuminati of planet Earth 769. The Illuminati already represented the highest evolved beings on Earth 769. With this new information, they've ascended to the level of true higher beings equal to those who created them—equal, frankly, to souls at our own level of evolution.”

“But this could only be a good thing, yes?” the Thirteenth Apostle asked hopefully.

“One would think so, and in most instances it should have been,” William the Pen sighed. “But in this instance, for reasons we do not yet understand, the Illuminati have decided to use this knowledge not for the continued evolution of their planet but to enslave the seven billion humans and restrict their thought forms in a way that will ensure the continued domination of the Illuminati. It is completely illogical for higher beings to behave in such a way. They are putting their lower appetites, their personal desires for comfort, luxury, and physical security, above the evolution of their souls and their planet.”

“This is unthinkable,” the Thirteenth Apostle exclaimed with alarm. “No rational higher being would behave in such a way. This short-term focus will be short indeed, and ultimately the Illuminati will lose everything they have ever cherished, including the short-term power and sense of comfort, luxury, and security that is motivating their behavior. Are they not aware of this?”

“Some of the Illuminati may be aware, but these creatures are defying the laws of the universe. It is a type of madness with which it is impossible to reason,” William the Pen continued. “I think I have
a solution, but it is so radical that only The One and the Council of Twelve could decide on such action.”

“Finally, a solution!” beamed the Thirteenth Apostle.

“A
possible
solution. Nothing is certain in this situation,” William the Pen corrected.

“Well, even a possible solution is a ray of hope. What should I propose to the Council and to The One?” asked the Thirteenth Apostle.

William the Pen paused for several minutes, excruciating to the Thirteenth Apostle, and then went on. “The only solution I envision is the immediate destruction of planet Earth 769.”

“What difference will that make if the planet is due to self-destruct in ninety days anyway?” a flustered and disappointed Thirteenth Apostle asked.

“It is not the destruction of Earth 769 that is creating the chain reaction that will cause the destruction of all the universes. It is the unnatural disruption in the flow of thought that is creating the destruction. If we remove the negative thought forms and the selfdestructive pattern that is being created by these thought forms, then the spontaneous chain reaction of self-destruction and devolution of thought forms will be averted.”

“But even if you are correct, this requires unprecedented action and great risk,” the Thirteenth Apostle noted with alarm. “For higher beings such as ourselves to willfully destroy another planet is a form of thought devolution itself and clearly prohibited. Might we not inadvertently set in motion the same devolution of thought patterns we are trying to prevent?”

“There is that risk,” William the Pen concurred, “but I see no other choice. In any event, the final decision is one that only The One and the Council of Twelve can make.”

“Yes, yes, you are correct. I must contact The One immediately. The situation is much more severe than I had believed. Even with Abigail on Earth 769, we must take immediate action,” the Thirteenth Apostle stated while muttering to himself, “Confound The One. What a time to take a break from his duties. Just my luck! I get to oversee the destruction of all the known universes.”

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

THE KNOWN UNIVERSES

M
AX AND MARIA had never been happier. Their days were consumed in playing with Maria's grandchildren and watching them grow. Little two-year-old Gregorio was constantly discovering a new word or a new activity. They spent a great deal of time at the beach building sand castles with four-year-old Alicia. She was a very industrious child, and no matter how often the waves demolished her castle, she would rush to replace the soggy ruins with a smile of invincibility that amused both Maria and Max.

The world itself had never been happier. The subtle shift in energy that had occurred on December 22, 2012, was altering all of life on planet Earth. The world economies still faced challenges, but people were helping each other, and even the governments were taking more compassionate steps in solving global problems. The sharp divisions that had characterized so much of politics leading up and through 2012 had started to diminish, replaced by a return to civility and reason. People sensed that by working together they could, in fact, solve their mutual problems and that there was ultimately enough for all seven billion people on planet Earth to live lives of joy in harmony with themselves and all of nature.

Max and Maria had decided to return to Tapachula with Gregorio and Alicia to show them the mountain site where the Twelve souls who had carried the sacred trust of the world had convened and saved humanity, and where Max had become aware that he was indeed The One. The idea for the trip had been Maria's. She wanted to share the energy of that sacred clearing with her grandchildren, even if they were too young to understand why she was taking them there. The clearing was perfectly calm when Maria and Max brought the children into the sacred cave. The last thing they expected was to find the Thirteenth Apostle there waiting for Max.

“I do not want to disturb you or the children, but you must return to Naranjada immediately,” a solemn Thirteenth Apostle told Max. “The situation on planet Earth 769 is far graver than we had anticipated. Time is running out and all the known—and perhaps unknown—universes may be destroyed if we do not take immediate action. I have called for a meeting of the Council of Twelve, but I believe that ultimately only you will be able to determine the appropriate solution to our dilemma.”

Gregorio had just spotted a beautiful blue-green stone on the ground of the cave and was grabbing for it. The stone had sharp edges, and Max was careful to pick up the stone first to be sure that Gregorio would not cut himself. Maria distracted Gregorio by presenting him with a rounder, if less shiny, stone that equally satisfied his curiosity. Alicia had discovered a small brook next to the cave and was happily distracted watching the water gurgle and flow, creating small eddies.

Max looked at the grandchildren with a smile of contentment and encouraged Maria to watch them while he moved aside with the Thirteenth Apostle to have a private conversation. Max was as calm and unconcerned as he had ever been as either a human being or the creator force of the known and unknown universes. He looked into the eyes of the Thirteenth Apostle and with true compassion addressed his concern.

“The nature of life, even eternal life, is constant change,” Max began. “Look at these children. In every moment they are growing and learning and changing. So it is with all beings, including you
and me. This is the nature of the universe I have created and it is the nature of matter to be in a constant state of transformation. Even what you regard as destruction and death is merely change. The essence of consciousness is never lost. Even should planet Earth 769 destroy itself in a way that creates a ripple of destruction for all the known and unknown universes, the core component of consciousness will never be lost. The situation is not nearly as dire as you suspect.”