Adobe .pdf - Notes from An Alien

Mura and Verta were slowly approaching Aklana. They had been summoned by the Aklan Council
of Justice but were instructed to visit certain localities on their way.
Their visits over the last three years had brought deep satisfaction to Mura. She could see that
people, even those with no interest in an organized religion, were willing to discuss moral issues
and were extremely open to the need for a general awareness in the citizenry of the Onenesss of
all people. They readily saw that without such an awareness, without a general sense of unity,
their lives were always subject to the intrusions of those who thrived on dissent and force.
She estimated that ninety percent of the people she'd conversed with were in favor of regular
courses in schools about Oneness and its utterly practical benefits. Her example, her ability to
influence others, were a great aid in her mission but she knew that one person, no matter how
influential, couldn't convince people of something unless they somehow had a propensity for it
within their own natures. She found herself often saying a silent prayer of gratitude to Akla.
Verta found the traveling and greeting and talking triggering processes in her mind and heart
that she'd been told would appear. But she'd never guessed how wonderful they could be. She had
the best tutor for how to handle her blossoming qualities in her own mother.
Within the last month, she'd noticed what she suspected was her reception of thoughts and
feelings from people who were in no way near her. She'd done some experimenting, checking with
those around her, and could account for the alien impressions in no other way than that she
could, in fact, engage in plasma communication at a distance.
When she told her mother, their travel plans were immediately changed. They set out for a visit
to Anglana.
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While they were on Angla-Palli, Anglana had told Mura about Taliv's intercession for Alunur.
Mura was intrigued but decided she would do nothing to hasten any connection between Alunur
and Verta.
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Verta was set to the task of attempting distance communication with people on Anglana's planet
who were thousands of miles away. In every case where she sent a request for their presence, the
bewildered individual showed up. Anglana asked Verta to attempt a communication with
someone on the agricultural Created World. No one showed up.
As far as Verta's learning how to keep the nearly constant reception of other's thoughts and
feelings from overmastering her own consciousness, she, in her own nature, had a head start. Her
own sense of justice, her incessant self-demand that she think for herself and process her feelings
at depth was a critical advantage. Still, the increasing volume of receptions would have
overwhelmed her if Anglana hadn't insisted, a number of times, that Verta submit to an infusion
of Anglana's living substance into her bloodstream. This was repeated daily for nine days. Verta
then spent two full days sleeping. When she woke, her first words were:
“Mother, there's a man who needs me to meet him.”
“Who, Verta?”
“His name is Alunur. He's been calling my name in his dreams.”
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