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1 Apr 2012

The Art of the D’ni

Posted by joncooper. Comments Off on The Art of the D’ni

Almost twenty years ago (back in 1993, to be exact) a computer game named Myst was released. It was an astounding game; if you missed it then I feel sorry for you. In its day Myst was something special. Unlike every other game I had seen up to that point, Myst created an entire virtual world. You could walk around, interact with characters, and explore mysteries. I felt like I was actually there. It was much more than just a game; Myst felt like a place.

One of the interesting ideas found in the game was a race of people called the D’ni. This race had developed what they called the Art. They could take a special book, write in it using a special language, and then whatever they wrote would become real. By touching the image on the first page of the book you would be taken to the world described in the book itself. You could actually visit what you had written. Moreover, by changing the words within the book you could change the world itself, and then revisit it and see the changes.

It was an amazing concept. I very much wanted to be able to do that – to create worlds using words, like the D’ni. The possibilities were simply mind-blowing! The Art took writing to a whole new level.

Yes, there are authors who write books, but their books are purely descriptive. I can’t actually see the fictional worlds I created in the Stryker series, or interact with the characters. It’s all just words on a page, brought to life by one’s imagination. The Art is something entirely different. As Gehn once explained to his son Atrus, words in the D’ni language aren’t descriptive; they actually make things happen. You’re not describing a mountain; you’re creating a mountain. You’re not describing clouds; you’re creating clouds. The words carry authority.

Then one day I realized that the Art actually exists. People do these things all the time, and I had missed it entirely. We don’t call it the Art, though, and we don’t call the people who do it “writers”, although they do a lot of writing. We call them “software developers”.

You may think I’m joking, but stop and think about it. The words written by software developers aren’t descriptive; they’re commands. They make things happen. They create something that wasn’t there before. Using words, a person can create a menu item, or a box, or an ocean. Words can create entire fictional landscapes, be they fantasy (as in Skyrim) or post-apocalyptic (as in Fallout 3). They can create impossible worlds, and those worlds can be altered by changing a few lines of text. A desert can be converted into an ocean. A prairie can be replaced by a mountain.

Not only that, but you can actually go to these places. You can visit them. You can watch the sun set or a storm move in. You can talk to people, get married, have children, and change the fate of the world. You can save buildings, or blow them up. You can actually see and hear them – entire worlds, brought to life by words on a page. It’s astonishing.

I’ve even done it myself – creating the worlds found in They Key and Final Destination. I didn’t realize it at the time, but I was doing something very similar to the Art – creating a world that a person could actually visit, by using words on a page.

One might say “But these are just imaginary worlds; they don’t actually exist”. But software does much more than create imaginary things. Software guides the function of the engine in your car. It operates power plants. It puts the direct deposit money in your bank account. It operates airplanes and spaceships. It can even launch nuclear weapons and destroy the entire world. Plus, thanks to the advent of 3D printers, you can use words to create real, physical objects that you can hold in your hand.

The Art of the D’ni may not actually exist, but yet one can create worlds using words – worlds you can visit, populated with people you can meet. In fact, that is how Atrus himself was created. Myst, after all, is a piece of software.

I don’t think people realize how utterly cool computer programming really is. It is far more than a way to put data into tables. It can create entire worlds as well. In what other field can you describe a world with words, and then step inside it and start exploring?

1 Apr 2012

Stryker #5, At the End of Eternity – Chapter 2

Posted by joncooper. Comments Off on Stryker #5, At the End of Eternity – Chapter 2

“I was quite disappointed to find that the legendary Pyramid of Kings was ruined beyond repair. It’s the only building we’ve found so far that wasn’t salvageable. Legend says that the pyramid used to be an energy weapon, and I was hoping that its ruin might provide some insights. Sadly, the legend will have to remain a legend. There is simply not enough of it left to tell what purpose it actually served.”
–Noel Lawson
June 18, 7243

 

Amy was in a state of utter shock. The nanites told her that the forest was gone, the tribe was gone, and all life in that area was gone. All that remained was an intense pool of lethal radiation. To her surprise, she saw that the radiation had already begun to decay. A quick calculation revealed that it would only take a few weeks for the radiation to fall to harmless levels. Even after the radiation had dissipated, however, the area would still not be habitable. All life in that area had been vaporized, and there was nothing left but parched rock and fused soil. The damage was so great that life might never return. A thriving ecosystem had been turned into a barren wasteland.

What broke her heart was that the forest-dwellers were gone. Someone had savagely murdered that unique band of people. There were other tribes in the world, but that group was gone forever, and there was nothing Amy could do to bring them back.

Alex looked up at her, but said nothing. He just stayed by her side.

Amy may have been at a loss for words, but the Sentinel was not. “The bomb undoubtedly came from Adrasta,” he commented.

The teenage girl nodded. “I know. They’re the only ones that have the technology. Even the Martians can’t build neutron bombs. I just – I can’t believe they would do something like this. I mean, sure, I’ve seen them kill people before, but this – this is different.”

“How so?”

“Well, before when they killed people they were trying to get that artifact. They had a reason for doing it. It was an appalling reason, but it wasn’t killing just out of spite. This is totally different. There was absolutely no reason for nuking that tribe. The people in Adrasta live in the mountains, not in the plains. The tribe wasn’t threatening them in any way, and they didn’t have anything that the Adrastans might have wanted. Even if the tribe was a threat to them – which it was not – there is no justification for vaporizing every last living thing in the forest and rendering it uninhabitable forever. This was an act of pure hatred. How could anyone be that evil?”

“The people on Xanthe would have been capable of doing this,” the Sentinel pointed out.

“I know,” Amy sighed. “I was just hoping that we were done dealing with that level of depravity. I mean, I really thought we weren’t going to run into any trouble this time. I thought we would just come here, cure the tribes, and move on. Oh, those poor people! How could the Adrastans do this? How could they just bomb them into oblivion?”

“What would you like to do?” the Sentinel asked.

“Well, first things first, I suppose. Can you set up a defensive perimeter around the other tribes? I want to make sure that no one else gets vaporized by nuclear weapons. I don’t know what’s going on yet, but I am not going to let the Adrastans murder everyone else on the planet. No more bombs are going to get dropped, no more raids are going to happen, and no more forest-dwellers are going to get killed. They are under our protection now.”

“Understood,” the Sentinel replied. “I will take care of the arrangements. But what are you going to do about Adrasta?”

“I’ll tell you what I’d like to do. I’d like to vaporize the entire city, in the same way that those heartless people vaporized that tribe. I am so intensely angry right now. It’s like Adrian Garza all over again. But I’m not going to do that – not yet, anyway. Right now I’m going to go to Adrasta and see what’s going on.”

“Can I go with you?” Alex asked.

Amy shook her head. “I’m sorry, boy, but the stone city isn’t a good place for you. You need to stay here with Steve. Don’t worry, though – I’ll be back as soon as I know what those godless heathens are doing.”

“I believe they are called the Children of Light,” the Sentinel commented.

“I am not calling them that,” Amy said firmly. “They’re the children of the devil, if you ask me. No true child of the light would go on a murderous rampage. I strongly suspect that this is going to turn out just like Xanthe did – I bet we’re dealing with another group of crazed, murderous lunatics who aren’t going to listen to reason. Whatever happened to all of the sane people?”

“Nolan and Miles were quite sane. In fact, Mars has become quite a civilized place! I believe it has a bright future ahead of it.”

Amy sighed. “I wish the same thing could be said of Earth. I just – I don’t know. I need to find out what is going on before I make any decisions. I mean, we could always move the tribes to another planet, but this is their home. They belong here.”

“We could always ask a Steward to turn a different planet into an exact replica of Earth,” the Sentinel suggested. “The tribes would never know the difference.”

“Well, the stars would be different. They might notice that. But still, it’s not fair. The tribes are not the problem here. The issue is the Adrastans. If anyone needs to leave it’s them.”

“So are you just going to remove them?”

Amy shook her head. “Not until I find out what’s going on. It may be that the bomb was built by some rogue psycho. The entire city may not be evil. But I’m not holding out a lot of hope. That bomb was a complex piece of technology that surely took some effort to manufacture. Unless things have gotten so bad in Adrasta that everyone has access to their own private nuclear weapons, that bomb means that the city as a whole supported and paid for the attack. That tells me that we’re dealing with a corrupt city, not a corrupt individual. But I’ll get to the bottom of it.”

The Sentinel nodded. “Very well. While you are doing that I will set up the defensive perimeter and continue looking for the cure. I will keep you posted as developments arise.”

Amy nodded. She looked into the distance, where she saw that smoke was still rising. She sighed. “Why does it always have to be like this, Steve? Why does everything have to be so hard?”

“I suppose that is why you were brought to this time, and not to some other century. You were brought here to solve the hard problems. After all, the perfect place to put a candle is not in a well-lit room but in an impossibly dark chasm. You have been placed where you were needed, and you are very much needed here right now. You are the only one who can protect these people and find a cure for their illness. There simply is no one else.”

“Well, there’s you too, you know. I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

“It has been an honor to serve you,” the Sentinel replied. “That is, after all, why I was created. I was built for the express purpose of going back in time and rescuing you.”

Amy sighed. “I’m just hoping this will all be over soon. I’m getting tired of all this.”

“Just hold on a little bit longer. It’s not that much further to the end. You’re not alone, you know.”

“I know,” she replied.

31 Mar 2012

Wormholes

Posted by Mike. Comments Off on Wormholes

One of the problems faced in nearly every story set in space is how to travel astronomical distances without spending years in a spaceship and one leading theory on how this could be done is to use wormholes. Wormholes are simply sections of space that are warped into a shape that creates a shortcut between two widely separated locations. The original theory for these phenomena was proposed in 1935 and called them Einstein-Rosen bridges.

This and other theories exist that allow for various types of wormholes, but they have rather problematic requirements. Any bending of the fabric of space-time requires a massive object, and in order to keep the opening of a wormhole from collapsing into nonexistence it would need to be surrounded by exotic matter with a negative mass. No one has found anything with a negative mass, but some scientists think that the Casimir effect could demonstrate an instance of negative energy, which, by Einstein’s famous equivalence of mass and energy (E=mc2), would prove that exotic matter with negative mass could exist. The existence of negative energy is still quite controversial, but even if it were not there would still be a significant problem creating any of it, since the laws of thermodynamics dictate that you cannot reduce the total energy in a region to less than zero. The Casimir effect only shows a temporary point of negative energy and even that only exists from certain points of view. An additional obstacle to the use of wormholes is the quantity of exotic matter needed: maintaining the opening of even a small traversable wormhole would require a negative mass roughly equivalent to that of a planet.

So wormholes look like a great way to travel to others stars, but only if you happen to have a planet sized lump of a possibly nonexistent material on hand. Oh, and you would also need the same setup on the far end of the wormhole, so you’d better be prepared to spend a few decades or even centuries waiting for someone to get there by other means and arrange the exotic matter at the receiving end.

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31 Mar 2012

Paranormal Studies 313: Ancient Nuclear Warfare

Posted by joncooper. Comments Off on Paranormal Studies 313: Ancient Nuclear Warfare

Professor Grimes walked into the classroom precisely ten minutes before his lecture was scheduled to begin. The room was hot and stuffy, but over the past few days he had grown used to the heat. He did notice that whoever had taught the previous class had taken the liberty of opening the windows. Sadly, the small amount of air that was coming in from outside was not nearly enough to make any noticeable difference. It was hot inside and it was hot outside, and until the school fixed the heating and air unit nothing was going to change.

This time, however, the professor was prepared. After placing his papers on his desk he walked back into the hallway and wheeled in a large, rotating fan. He pushed it across the classroom and then plugged it into the wall. The fan immediately came to life and began circulating the hot air throughout the room.

“Is that really going to help?” Dan called out.

“Yes and no,” the professor replied. “The fan is unable to actually reduce the ambient air temperature. However, by circulating the air, the fan will make it appear cooler than it actually is. The result should be a net improvement, albeit a marginal one.”

“Well, it’s better than nothing, I guess. But when are they going to have the air conditioner fixed?”

“I talked to the Dean about it yesterday. Apparently they are having to replace the entire unit, which is a significant undertaking. They are supposed to have a new unit in place sometime on Friday, but we will see how that goes. Regardless, the situation should be resolved by Monday.”

“Monday! What do you mean, Monday? I can’t wait until Monday! This unbearable heat is killing me. It’s cruel and unusual punishment.”

“It is 82 degrees outside,” the professor replied. “If it was 130 then I might have some sympathy for you. If you find the heat uncomfortable then I suggest you take your mind off the weather by doing your assigned reading. If you start completing your assignments you just might have a chance at passing this class.”

Dan grumbled, but didn’t say anything else. The professor settled down into his chair and waited. At precisely ten o’clock he stood up to begin speaking. He noticed that five students had shown up. The class was down one person from last time, but it was still within the accepted average.

“Welcome to Paranormal Studies 313,” the professor announced. “My name is Grimes, and I have been teaching this course for the past several months. We have embarked on a exploration of topics that are outside the generally accepted wisdom, and are covering subjects that rarely get covered – or, at least, are rarely covered in an intelligent manner. Today we are–”

“Hold on,” Ashley interrupted. “I’m lost. You already said all that stuff weeks ago! Are we starting over or something?”

“No, we are not. This class still has a number of weeks left before the finals.”

“Then, like, why are you welcoming us all over again?”

“Because I think the entire class has forgotten that they are actually taking this class. In our last session everyone’s midterm essay was due, but not a single person turned it in. I thought I would take a moment to remind everyone that yes, I am your professor, and yes, you are in my class.”

“Oh,” Ashley said, startled. “I guess I kinda missed it.”

The professor nodded. “Yes, I guess you did! Given that the essay was 30% of the final grade, I am not sure how any of you are going to avoid total and abject failure. But I suppose that is your concern, and not mine. I am just staggered at how easy it is for people to overlook things that they do not wish to see. Things of enormous importance, with staggering consequences, can be easily missed if it is something that people do not want to think about.”

“I just kinda forgot about it,” Ashley replied.

“So it would seem! And you somehow also overlooked the email I sent to you, and the message I posted on my blog, and the voicemail I left on your phone, and the post I added to your Facebook wall, and the warning in your syllabus that the essay was due. I have to say that I am impressed! It must have taken a great deal of effort to somehow overlook all of that evidence.

“But I’m actually not talking about forgotten essays today. What really astonishes me is how mankind has managed to overlook a global nuclear war.”

“Well, I don’t actually watch the news very much,” Dan said vaguely. “I probably miss a lot of things.”

“I’m not talking about a modern nuclear war,” the professor replied sharply. “I’m fairly certain that if the Russians nuked this nation into oblivion even you would notice. The lack of electrical power, the disappearance of cities, and the fact that the radiation fallout killed all the survivors just might tip you off. I probably wouldn’t even have to send you a text message about it. No, I’m talking about an ancient nuclear war – one that was fought long ago.”

“In the 1940s, right?” Ashley asked. “Wasn’t there some big war with Germany or something? I think maybe Hitler was involved.”

The professor sighed. “In World War II the United States dropped two atomic bombs on Japan, not Germany. Hitler had his own nuclear program but the Allies successfully sabotaged it and he was unable to make any progress. The United States might have dropped the bomb on Germany as well but their part of the war ended before it was ready – which was probably a good thing, because the country only had two atomic bombs and it dropped both of them on Japan. If those had not been enough to end World War II there would have been big, big problems because there was no quick way to make more. But no, that’s not the war I’m talking about. I’m referring to a much older nuclear war – one that was fought more than a thousand years before Christ was born in Bethlehem. That is going to be the topic of today’s lecture.”

Max spoke up. “Look, professor. I’ve been here long enough to know how this works. You walk into class, say something completely bizarre, and then somehow dig up enough evidence to make your case. But do you have any idea how crazy you’re making us look?”

Professor Grimes looked up from his notes, startled. “What on earth are you talking about?”

“Think about it for a minute. In our last class you told us that the ancient Egyptians had airplanes. Remember? Well, do you have any idea what other people say when you walk up to them and tell them that? It does not go over well. Nobody believes that they had airplanes back then. I don’t care how convincing you are when you’re in this room – out there, in the real world, people think that you’re nuts.”

“And this comes as a surprise to you?” the professor asked. “Really, Max, I expected more of you. Did you really not know how people would respond? Did you honestly believe that you could just walk up to someone, drop a bombshell like that on them, and not get laughed at? The world doesn’t work that way. In fact, the world has never worked that way. The things that we’ve been discussing in this class are a direct challenge to people’s preconceptions. If you really want to change someone’s mind you have to take them through the chain of evidence. You can’t start at the end; you have to start at the beginning. You have to hold their hand and take them step by step, guiding them from one fact to the next until they arrive at the conclusion all on their own. You cannot just dump a conclusion on them and expect them to believe it.”

“And that will work?” Max asked. “If I do it that way people will believe me?”

“Goodness, no. That approach only works on rational people – that is, people who are capable of reason. People like that are in very short supply. You’re far more likely to run into people who don’t really care about reality and who form their beliefs based on emotions and peer pressure. Your only hope of persuading them is to get to them before anyone else does. If you run into someone who has never thought about crop circles before, then the chances are good that they’ll accept whatever you tell them. People tend to believe the first thing they’re told, and then they hold onto that opinion no matter what. However, if someone else got to them first then it’s hopeless. You can’t reason with insanity.

“But as I was saying, today we are going to talk about global nuclear war. Now, before I begin I need to qualify that statement. There is a great deal of evidence that ancient cultures attacked each other with nuclear weapons. However, we don’t know the exact timing of these attacks. It is possible that the ancient world powers wiped each other out in a single, massive war. It is also possible that there was a series of isolated nuclear conflicts over a longer period of time. What we do know is that nuclear weapons were used in war, they were used all over the world, and apparently quite a few of them were deployed.”

“See, that’s what I’m talking about,” Max said. “Do you know what other people are going to say when I repeat that?”

“Then don’t repeat it,” the professor said. “Cast not your pearls before swine, young man. I never claimed that you would be able to take what you’ve learned in class and discuss it at dinner with your friends. I only claimed that I would lead you to the truth, and that the truth would be uncomfortable and unsettling. But I have to say you’re acting a bit strangely. Aren’t you supposed to be objecting to my outlandish claims?”

Max shrugged. “Why bother? It never does any good. I mean, it’s not like you’re going to say ‘Oh, wow, I guess I was wrong. Sorry about that. Class dismissed.’”

The professor smiled slightly. “Quite so. So you do believe that ancient cultures used nuclear weapons?”

Dan spoke up. “If we all say yes, will you let us leave class now?”

“Good heavens, no! This isn’t about your agreeing with whatever I have to tell you. The whole point of this class is for you to see the evidence and then draw your own conclusions. How can you draw conclusions if you haven’t seen the evidence?”

“Isn’t it all our textbook?” Ashley asked.

“Have you read actually read your textbook?”

“Um, not exactly.”

“Then, clearly, it is up to me to present the material. We will start, as we typically do, with a look at the historical documents. There is an ancient Hindu poem named the Mahabharata, which dates back to 500 BC. However, the events described in the poem actually took place one or two millennia before than that. For what it is worth, the poem is extremely long, and the section I am interested in is a small part of the overall poem.”

“What’s that got to do with anything?” Max asked.

“It is just something to keep in mind,” the professor replied. “I tend to place more weight on something that is part of a larger text, and less weight on something that is all by itself. Being part of a larger document gives it more context. Anyway, the poem describes an 18-day war between the Kauravas and the Pandavas, who once inhabited the portion of India that is north of the Ganges river. One part of the war was described as follows:”

The valiant Adwattan, remaining steadfast in his Vimana [an “aerial chariot with sides of iron, clad with wings”], landed upon the water and from there unleashed the Agneya weapon, incapable of being resisted by the very gods. Taking careful aim against his foes, the preceptor’s son let loose the blazing missile of smokeless fire with tremendous force. Dense arrows of flame, like a great shower, issued forth upon creation, encompassing the enemy. Meteors flashed down from the sky. A thick gloom swiftly settled down upon the Pandava hosts. All points of the compass were lost in darkness. Fierce winds began to blow. Clouds roared upward, showing dust and grave. Birds croaked madly, and beasts shuddered from the destruction. The very elements seemed disturbed. The sun seemed to waver in the heavens. The earth shook, scorched by the terrible violent heat of this weapon. Elephants burst into flame and ran to and fro in a frenzy, seeking protection from the terror. Over a vast area, other animals residing therein also died. From all points of the compass the arrows of flame rained continuously and fiercely. The missile of Adwattan burst with the power of thunder, and the hostile warriors collapsed like trees burnt in a raging fire. Thousands of war vehicles fell down on all sides.

The professor then glanced up from his notes. “There are several striking things about this passage. First, note the presence of the ‘vimana’ – a vehicle that strongly resembles modern airplanes. Since we just spent an entire class discussing ancient aircraft I will move on. Second, note the tremendous power of the ‘blazing missile of smokeless fire’. That one missile caused tremendous damage: the earth shook, animals burst into flame, and ‘hostile warriors collapsed like trees’. Notice, also, that the passage mentions the weapon’s ‘terrible violent heat’. A single missile caused tremendous devastation over a large area and was characterized by violent heat. That sounds remarkably like a nuclear missile.”

“Or it could just be a myth,” Max commented. “How do we know any of this actually happened?”

“I’ll get to that in a minute – we’re not quite done with the written evidence yet. What I just read was only one account. After this particular war there was a second one, fought against the Vrishnis and the Andhakas. This is the account of that battle:”

Gurkha, flying in his swift and powerful Vimana, hurled against the three cities of the Vrishnis and Andhakas a single projectile charged with all the power of the universe. An incandescent column of smoke and fire, as brilliant as ten thousand suns, rose in all its splendor. It was the unknown weapon, the iron thunderbolt, a gigantic messenger of death which reduced to ashes the entire race of the Vrishnis and Andhakas. The corpses were so burnt that they were no longer recognizable. Hair and nails fell out. Pottery broke without cause. Birds, disturbed, circled in the air and were turned white. Foodstuffs were poisoned. To escape, the warriors threw themselves into streams to wash themselves and their equipment. With the destruction ended, the Kuru king, Yudistthira, was informed of the power of the iron thunderbolt and the slaughter of the Vrishnis.

The professor looked up at the class. “Need I point out the remarkable similarities between the effects of this weapon and the effects of an atomic blast? It’s all there, right down to hair falling out.”

Max shook his head. “It’s actually too similar, if you ask me. How do you know this manuscript isn’t some kind of modern forgery?”

“Because European scholars began studying the manuscript in the nineteenth century, long before the effects of radiation were known. At that time the manuscript was classified as a myth because no one believed that flying machines were possible. At the dawn of the 20th century, however, opinions began to change. This is what physicist Frederick Soddy had to say about the poem in 1909:”

Can we not read in them some justification for the belief that some former forgotten race of men attained not only to the knowledge we have so recently won, but also to the power that is not yet ours? … I believe that there have been civilizations in the past that were familiar with atomic energy, and that by misusing it they were totally destroyed.

“It was easy to see why he believed this,” Professor Grimes continued. “The poem accurately depicted not only flying machines and modern warfare, but – as was later proven – the effects of radiation and the power of an atomic bomb. Whoever wrote this knew exactly what sort of devastation nuclear weapons wrought, knew exactly what an atomic detonation looked like, and knew it thousands of years before modern science. I don’t think this is a myth or a lucky guess. I believe the author was describing something that actually happened.”

“But how do we know that it happened?” Max asked.

“Well, there are a few interesting bits of evidence. First of all, ancient Sanskrit books have some odd units of measurement. There is the kalpa, which is used to denote a period of 4.32 billion years. There is also the kashta, which is equal to 0.00000003 seconds. I find it fascinating that a civilization that existed thousands of years ago, and which lived in the same part of the world that recorded a nuclear war, found it necessary to invent words for those units of time. There aren’t a whole lot of things that you can measure with those units, but the half-lives of isotopes just happens to be one of those things. It’s the sort of unit that would only be useful if you’re studying nuclear physics.

“But, of course, there is more. As you may recall, the excerpts I read earlier discussed a war that took place in northern India. As it turns out, there are actually extensive ruins in that very area. These ruins are quite old and are curiously charred. Some kind of intense heat actually melted the ruins and fused the very stones together. Further to the south one finds more vitrified ruins. The walls, buildings, and even the stone furniture have been melted and then crystallized. According to the Russian researcher Gorbovsky, a human skeleton was discovered in that area whose radiation level was 50 times greater than normal.

“In other words, in the precise region of India where ancient records said a nuclear war was once fought, we find evidence of precisely that. Nor is this the only part of the world where we find such things. Not far from where Babylon once stood are the ruins of an ancient ziggurat. This is how researcher Erich von Fange described it: ‘It appeared that fire had struck the tower and split it down to the very foundation… In different parts of the ruins, immense brown and black masses of brickwork had [been] changed to a vitrified state… subjected to some kind of fierce heat, and completely molten. The whole ruin has the appearance of a burnt mountain.’”

Max spoke up. “So, what, someone nuked a ziggurat? Why would they bother?”

“They didn’t just nuke a random ziggurat. Apparently nations in the ancient world nuked everything in sight. In 1952 archaeologists in Israel found a layer of fused green glass that was a quarter of an inch thick and covered several hundred square feet. It looked exactly like the layers of vitrified sand that were left behind by the Nevada nuclear tests of the 1950s. Another layer of glass was found in the 1940s in southern Iraq – not far from Babylon, and not far from that ziggurat. The layer was below the Babylonian, Sumerian, and Neolithic cultural levels, meaning it predated them all. And there is more. In the western Arabian desert there is an area strewn with black rocks that appear to have been subjugated to intense radiation. There is not one, or two, but 28 of these fields, and they cover an area of seven thousand square miles. Another expanse of green glass was found in the Sahara Desert and in the Gobi Desert. Plus, prehistoric forts in Europe–”

“All right, all right, we get the picture,” Max interrupted. “So there’s lots of green glass everywhere. We get it.”

“Do you?” the professor asked. “It may mean nothing to you, but it had a rather profound impact on others. When Dr. Oppenheimer, one of the men in charge of the Manhattan Project, was asked if the Alamogordo nuclear test was the first atomic bomb to ever be detonated, he said, ‘Well, yes, in modern history.’ When Albion Hart was assigned to an engineering project in Africa, he was surprised to find a great expanse of fused green glass out in the desert. He had no idea what it was – until years later, when he went to the White Sands atomic testing grounds. There he saw the same type of curiously fused sand that he had seen in Africa.”

The professor looked around the class. “I really want you to understand the scope of all this. We’ve already mentioned the evidence for nuclear conflict in ancient India, in upper Africa, in the Middle East, and in Europe. But that is not all. The same type of fused sand, and the same type of vitrification, has also been found in China, in Scotland, in Peru, in Brazil, and even in the American Southwest. Evidence has been found in Southern California, in Arizona, and in Colorado. The American Indians recorded it in their oral traditions, just as the Hindus recorded it in their writings. In other words, there is evidence that nuclear weapons were used all over the world, and were used to destroy numerous ancient civilizations.”

Max spoke up. “So you think it was a global nuclear war?”

“I don’t know. As I said earlier, it’s possible that all of these civilizations attacked each other, but it’s also possible that we’re dealing with a large number of small, local wars. Not enough work has been done to pinpoint the exact time these long-extinct civilizations disappeared. Four thousand years have come and gone since then. At this late point in history it’s simply hard to say with any certainty.”

“So where did all of these nuclear weapons come from?” Max asked. “I mean, isn’t it kind of hard to build a nuclear weapon? As in, really hard? I can maybe, just maybe, believe that an ancient culture could figure out how to build a supersonic airplane. It’s a pretty big leap, but maybe they had some clever way to do it. You’ve got to admit that nuclear weapons are way harder to build than jets. Refining uranium is one of the hardest things in the world to do.”

“Technically, you don’t refine it. The term is ‘enrichment’, and yes, it is quite challenging. At least, it’s challenging if you do it the way we do it. Modern man has developed a rather idiotic brute-force approach. There is evidence that ancient man had a much better way of doing it.”

Max spoke up. “Let me guess – you found more fragmentary manuscript evidence that provides hints while saying nothing of consequence?”

“Goodness, no,” the professor replied. “We’ve found the actual nuclear reactor that they used to produce their fissionable materials. It was discovered–”

“Wait a minute,” Max interrupted. “Hold on. You did what?”

“Well, I didn’t discover it personally. It was actually discovered by the French. You see–”

“But they found an actual nuclear reactor built by a long-lost civilization? I mean, seriously? That is, like, a thousand times cooler than finding an ancient airplane! This is big – really, really big. Why haven’t I heard about it?”

“Because it was discovered forty years ago,” the professor replied. “It was found west Africa back in 1972. That would put the discovery well before you were born. I assure you that when it was discovered it was very big news indeed. There’s actually an interesting story behind it. You see, one day a French analyst was processing some uranium and noticed that the ore’s ratio between uranium 235 and uranium 238 was wrong.”

“So?” Ashley asked. “What’s the difference?”

“The difference is quite large. Uranium 238 is by far the most common isotope, but it’s not particularly useful. Uranium 235 is what you need in order to produce a weapon. There is very, very little uranium 235 in nature. In a given sample more than 99% of it will be U-238, and less than 1% will be U-235. That is why people have to go to such lengths to enrich it. Anyway, the Frenchmen noticed there was far less U-235 than there should have been. Something, somehow, had consumed most of the U-235 out of the sample. They eventually traced the problem back to the Oklo uranium mine in Gabon. It turns out that a very long time ago, someone had turned the entire mine into a giant nuclear reactor – and not just any kind of reactor, but a breeder reactor. The reaction was moderated by water and produced plutonium. Unlike modern reactors, however, this one used rock layers and the surrounding geology to do all the work. No fancy equipment or electronics were needed. The reactor was several miles in length and was more than 100 feet wide.”

“Hey, now that you mention it I think I heard about that,” Max commented. “Didn’t scientists decide that it was just a naturally occurring reactor?”

“That is precisely what the scientific establishment said, and it is complete and utter nonsense. Nations all over the world have spent vast fortunes trying to create fissionable material. It took some of the brightest minds in the world to figure out how to create and control the first nuclear chain reaction. Yet we’re supposed to believe that this highly advanced reactor, which is actually better designed and far larger than anything we have today, is just a happy accident of nature? This may come as a shock to you, but Nature does not have happy accidents that produce plutonium or that result in carefully moderated and controlled nuclear reactions. Fissionable material is extremely difficult and expensive to create. No, this reactor was designed – created thousands of years ago by ancient man, for the express purpose of producing fissionable material. That material was later used to create atomic weapons, devastate the globe, and wipe out civilization. It has taken us four millennia to rediscover what they knew.

“Modern man is convinced that the only way to do something is the way we’re currently doing it. When we enrich uranium we use expensive equipment, computers, and high-tech gadgets. The ancients used layers of rocks and water – and operated on a vastly larger scale. When we build buildings we use wood, bricks, or steel. The ancients used giant blocks of stone weighing dozens or, in some cases, hundreds of tons – rocks so large that it is all but impossible for us to move them even today. I bet there’s not a single modern skyscraper that will last a thousand years, but the pyramids – built by supposed primitives – have already lasted four times that long. We think that we’re really something, but we’re not. The ancient races were far smarter than we are. They could do amazing things without our technology, as the Oklo reactor proves. We essentially have to use machines and money to make up for our own stupidity.”

“That seems kind of harsh,” Ashley said.

“Does it? Stop and think. Ancient civilizations, four thousand years ago, were able to produce plutonium using only rocks, water, and nuclear chemistry. They required no machines, no computers, and no equipment of any kind. They were the brilliant ones. We have to use machines to accomplish things by brute force, because apparently we’ve lost the ability to find clever ways to solve problems.”

The professor sighed. “It looks like that’s all the time we have for today. Class, be sure–”

“Hold on,” Max said. “Aren’t you forgetting something? Aren’t you supposed to warn us about the dangers of global nuclear war?”

“Why would I do that?” the professor asked, as he gathered up his notes. “Are you unaware of the dangers?”

“Well, no, but–”

“Do you actually control any nuclear weapons?”

“Well, no,–”

“Then there’s really not much you can do about it, is there? I might as well warn you about the dangers of the Sun exploding. If it happens I am sure you will notice, and the odds that you will survive it are quite slim. Even if you somehow survive the blast and avoid the radioactive fallout, I find it extremely unlikely that you could survive the collapse of civilization itself.”

“But–” Max stopped. “Look. Isn’t there a point to be made here? I mean, what you’re telling us is that ancient man was really super smart, but they destroyed themselves in a nuclear war. They passed along some of their knowledge to the cultures that survived, like airplanes and such. Now here we are again, with all this technology, and we’re once again threatening each other with nukes. Doesn’t it sound like history is going to repeat itself?”

Dan spoke up. “Oh, c’mon, let it go! The professor was done. Why are you dragging this out? Don’t you realize how hot it is in here?”

The professor smiled. “Patience, young man! Max has asked a reasonable question. The answer is no, history will not repeat itself. Not quite that way, at any rate. Yes, I believe that nuclear weapons will be used again. It is quite likely that in the next few decades Israel will get into one or more conflicts with its neighbors – perhaps Iran, perhaps Syria, or perhaps even Russia – and nuclear weapons may be used in one or more of those conflicts. It’s even possible that when the Tribulation begins and the Antichrist begins his war against the rest of the Earth, that nuclear weapons might be used in that conflict. Certain passages in Revelation are suggestive, but not definitive. But mankind is not destined to destroy itself with nuclear weapons, as it did four thousand years ago. No, the next time civilization is destroyed it will happen because the Lord God has decided that enough is enough, and rains down judgment on a wicked and unrepentant world. After His judgments wipe out more than half of mankind and make the Earth pretty much uninhabitable, He will return, end the reign of the Antichrist, and set up His own kingdom, which will never be destroyed. That is the way that will play out.

“Anyway, as I was saying, be sure to read the next chapter of your book before we meet again. Class dismissed!”

29 Mar 2012

I Peter 1:18-19

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I Peter 1:18: “Forasmuch as ye know that ye were not redeemed with corruptible things, as silver and gold, from your vain conversation received by tradition from your fathers;
19 But with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot:”

This “blood gospel” is despised by many today, who actually condemn the crucifixion as “divine child abuse.” Many reject the idea that Christ’s death had anything to do with our salvation. Yet the idea that our salvation was bought by “the precious blood of Christ” is exactly what the Bible teaches. What redeems us and cleanses us from our sins is not good deeds, money paid to the church, church membership, living a good life, or obedience to the Law. Instead it is the precious blood of Christ. Nothing else can do the trick. We really are saved by the blood of the Lamb. Christ actually had to die in order for us to be saved. His blood had to be physically and literally shed in order for our sins to be forgiven. That was the price of our redemption, and He paid it in full.

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28 Mar 2012

Generated Books – SS#10, The Case of the Baroque Whaler

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This is the cover art for the tenth book in the Seth Savage Series.

27 Mar 2012

I Peter 1:16

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I Peter 1:16: “Because it is written, Be ye holy; for I am holy.”

This is so important! So many people today have made peace with the sins in their lives, but as Christians we must not do that. We must seek sin and root it out. As the Bible says, we must hate even the garment that is stained with the flesh. We must loathe sin and never, ever come to accept it. God has called us to holiness; He wants us to pursue it. This call is not optional. We are to be holy because He is holy.

Jesus was very clear about this: if we love Him then we are to demonstrate that love by keeping His commandments. Those that can’t be bothered to obey Him don’t actually love Him at all – and that has very serious consequences.

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25 Mar 2012

Paranormal Studies 313: Ancient Aircraft

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Professor Grimes knew something was wrong the moment he set foot inside Corliss Hall. Even though it was not yet ten o’clock, it was now early spring and the weather outside was noticeably warm and humid. Inside the building the air was even warmer. The building’s heating and air unit has gone out, he realized. Just like it did last year. Maybe they’ll finally replace it this time, instead of patching it up and hoping for the best.

The professor made his way to his classroom and opened the door. A blast of hot, stuffy air hit him. He quickly set his papers down on his desk, then walked over to the windows and opened them. A burst of cool air wafted into the room. He knew that the air wasn’t actually cool, but it was so hot inside the room that it seemed cool by comparison. A quick glance at the ceiling revealed a total lack of ceiling fans. They’ll just have to make do with an open window, he thought.

Having done everything he could to make the classroom more tolerable, the professor settled down into the chair behind his desk and waited. To his surprise, when the class started ten minutes later he had six students present. True, the students were complaining about the heat. But they were still there. He found it remarkable that the suffocating heat had no effect on how many people attended class. That told him that the attendance issues were not caused by the room’s outdated fixtures or somewhat uncomfortable chairs, but by a general sense of apathy. People simply did not want to come to class. He suspected that the only way to increase attendance would be to relocate to a different planet – one where young people were more interested in learning, and less interested in partying all night and sleeping in the next day.

“Good morning, class,” the professor said cheerfully.

Dan spoke up. “It’s way too hot to be a good morning. I am roasting in here.”

“As are we all, young man. Consider it an opportunity to build character. After all, air conditioning is a rather recent development. The electrical air conditioner was not developed until 1902. By way of comparison, the Wright brothers did not make their inaugural flight until 1903. In terms of human history, air conditioning is a very recent development. For pretty much everyone who has ever lived, summer was simply a time when people were hot, sticky, and uncomfortable.”

“I still don’t like it,” Dan complained. “I demand the right to be comfortable at all times. This suffering thing is for the birds.”

The professor sighed. “Sadly, the modern educational establishment is committed to keeping you comfortable and unchallenged, even at the expense of your education. I shudder to think what would happen if civilization ever collapsed and people were forced to live as their ancestors once did. It would not be pretty.”

Max spoke up. “Wait a minute. Are you saying that air conditioning actually predates flight? I thought air conditioning was a lot newer than that. It might have been invented in 1902, but I bet it wasn’t until decades later that most people had air conditioners. It couldn’t have been very common back then.”

“For that matter, air conditioning is not common today,” the professor replied. “At least not on a global basis. Only first-world nations are that pampered. The rest of the world is actually cold in the winter and hot in the summer. They experience something called ‘seasons’. But, to get back to something else you said, air conditioning does not predate flight. I only said that it predated the Wright brothers’ flight. There is a difference.”

“No there’s not,” Max said. “Oh, sure, other people claimed to have invented airplanes a few years before the Wright brothers, but they’re not able to prove it. There simply aren’t any other documented claims of earlier flights. Saying ‘I did it first, but I did it privately with no witnesses because that’s just how I roll’ doesn’t cut it. The Wright brothers had the first powered, controlled, heavier-than-air flight, and that’s all that there is to it.”

Professor Grimes smiled. “I will agree that, as far as we have been able to determine, the Wright brothers were the first ones in modern history to successfully achieve controlled, repeatable, heavier-than-air flight. However, modern man is not the inventor of flight. Ancient cultures were building aircraft thousands of years ago – and that’s what we’re going to talk about today.

“One thing historians are often guilty of is glossing over or ignoring evidence that does not fit the current paradigm. For example, people today believe that the Wright brothers invented heavier-than-air flight, so when historians read ancient accounts of powered aircraft they dismiss them out-of-hand. Since they’ve already decided that aircraft couldn’t possibly have existed back then, they ignore everything to the contrary and become blind to the copious evidence that actually exists. For example, the ancient Babylonians had a set of laws called the Halkatha. One of the things these laws say is this: ‘To operate a flying machine is a great privilege. Knowledge of flying is most ancient, a gift of the gods of old for saving lives.’”

“So?” Max said. “Big deal! I can go out on the internet and find entire papers written on the ethics of time travel. That doesn’t mean we have time machines.”

“It actually is a big deal. Note that the Babylonians did not view flight as a purely hypothetical thing, which is the way we view time travel. In the statement I just read they claimed that flying machines exist; that operating them is a privilege; and that the technology actually predated the Babylonians and came from a much older culture.”

And they said it was a gift from the gods,” Max pointed out.

“That’s an interesting point,” the professor agreed. “Throughout history, primitive cultures have tended to describe more advanced cultures in godlike terms. The gap between societies is occasionally so great that the less-advanced tribe assumes it is dealing with some type of superior being. What the Babylonians were really saying was that the society that invented flight was far more advanced than they were. Interestingly, it is common for ancient cultures to describe those who lived before the Flood as gods, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

“To get back to the subject matter: this is not the only evidence we have that the Babylonians knew something about flight. The Babylonian ‘Epic of Etana’ actually has a description of flight, and accurately describes what the Earth looks like at different altitudes. Even though the story dates back to 2400 BC, we were not able to confirm its description of what the Earth looked like at very high altitudes until the 1950s.”

“Did the epic actually describe how the airplane worked?” Max asked.

“Unfortunately, no. According to the story the flight was made on an eagle. That would normally discredit the entire episode if it was not for the astonishing accuracy of the story’s descriptions. Whoever wrote it really did know how the view of the Earth changed at different altitudes, including extremely high altitudes that brushed against the edge of space itself.”

“Yeah, but – an eagle?” Max said doubtfully. “Seriously? You really think they referred to their supposed aircraft as an eagle?”

“I don’t see why not,” the professor replied. “After all, the United States named the craft that landed on the Moon the Eagle. But this is not the only example we have. The Chaldeans actually did describe how their aircraft worked. The Sifr’ ala has a lot to say about the construction and operation of aircraft. It even discusses topics such as wind resistance, gliding, stability, and the perils of flight in the winter. Sadly, only fragments of the text have survived, and we don’t have enough information to reconstruct the machine that is described in the text. But it was clearly meant to be a treatise on how to build an operate an actual flying machine.”

Lora spoke up. “Who were the Chaldeans?”

The professor looked at her, puzzled. “Surely you’ve heard of King Nebuchadnezzar, haven’t you? He was a Chaldean. They ruled over Babylon in the 6th century BC.”

“So they were Babylonians?”

“Yes and no. They did not found Babylon, but they did conquer it and rule over it.”

“What’s the difference?”

“Suppose that the Chinese army invaded and conquered the United States. Would that make them Americans?”

Lora thought for a moment. “Um, I guess not.”

“Quite so. Now–”

“Hold on just a minute,” Max said. “How did the Chaldean aircraft work?”

“It’s impossible to tell, I’m afraid. Not enough of the manuscript survived. Given that the fragments are about four thousand years old that really isn’t too surprising. There is another factor here that is working against us: ancient civilizations viewed flight as a dangerous secret whose knowledge should be suppressed. According to historical records, in 1766 BC the Chinese Emperor Cheng Tang ordered Ki-Kung-Shi to build an airplane. The account tells us that he succeeded and was able to fly from one province to another, but after he built it the Emperor was so worried that the knowledge might fall into the wrong hands that he had the aircraft destroyed.”

“So the secret was lost, then,” Lora said.

Professor Grimes shook his head. “Apparently not. In the 3rd century BC the Chinese poet Chu Yun wrote about his experiences flying a jade-colored aircraft over the Gobi Desert. He apparently made an aerial survey of the area. Also, in the 4th century AD the Chinese writer Ko-Hung spoke of a flying machine made of wood that had rotating blades that propelled the vehicle through the air.”

“Like a helicopter?” Lora asked.

“Or a propeller-driven plane,” the professor replied. “Those also use rotating blades to drive the craft forward. Nor were the Chinese the only ones who reported using heavier-than-air machines. In the same century that Ko-Hung took to the air, the Buddhist monk Gunarvarman flew from Ceylon to the island of Java – a distance of 2,300 miles. A rather remarkable achievement.”

Max spoke up. “This is all crazy! Look. In order to build a heavier-than-air machine you have to have some kind of engine. Building an engine that is light enough to put on a plane, but powerful enough to get it into the air, is not an easy task. The Wright brothers could do it because they were building on the work of the Industrial Revolution. You can’t just invent planes from nowhere – you need an industrial civilization first. You can’t tell me that the Babylonians and the Chaldeans and the Chinese had industrial civilizations.”

“No, you’re quite right,” the professor agreed. “But I am not claiming that they invented the airplane; I am only saying that they had them. By way of analogy, the American Indians had guns and rifles, but they didn’t invent them – they got them from a far more advanced civilization. The main reason the Indians lost is because they had no manufacturing base. They ultimately depended upon Westerners for their weapons, and when you find yourself depending on your enemy in order to get the weapons you need to fight them, well, I’m afraid you are doomed. Likewise, I believe that these ancient cultures got the technology for powered flight from someone else.

“In fact, the historical records itself hints at this. There is a manuscript from Nepal that dates back to the 12th century. The manuscript has the gripping name Budhasvamin Brihat Katha Shlokasamgraha and is apparently a written record of a story that is much, much older. In this account there is a king who wishes to build an airplane. The court designers attempt to build one, but fail. They tell their king that the only people who can build such things are the ‘Yavanas’.”

“Aliens?” Lora asked.

Professor Grimes smiled. “No, I’m afraid not. Yavana is the Sanskrit name for the lighter-skinned people who lived in the eastern part of the Mediterranean. The term itself comes from the name Javan, who was one of Noah’s grandsons. The descendents of Javan populated Greece and the Mediterranean islands in the centuries after the Flood. Apparently they were the only ones who knew how to build aircraft. In the story the king managed to get one of the Yavanas to build him a plane. While he did get it, he was never told how it worked. The Yavans kept the plane’s inner workings a secret.”

“That’s sure convenient,” Max commented.

“It’s actually quite revealing. It would seem that in the ancient world there was a conscious effort to control heavier-than-air technology, much like modern nations try to control nuclear technology. The societies that had that knowledge kept it under tight control and were not interested in sharing it. In fact, it was so tightly controlled that apparently even having a working airplane was considered an unreasonable security risk.”

Max shook his head. “Isn’t that just a fancy way of saying that we have a lot of hearsay evidence, and that’s it? Are we just supposed to take these people’s word for it?”

The professor shook his head. “Not at all. In fact, we actually do have physical evidence. While we have not found any actual working aircraft, we have found scale models. For example, in 1898 an odd artifact was discovered in a tomb near Saqqara, Egypt. The artifact dated to around 200 BC. When archaeologists dug it up no one could tell what it was, so they just filed it away and forgot about it. It wasn’t until 1969 that someone ran across it again. Dr. Kalil Messiha was cleaning out the museum’s basement when he ran across it again, and he immediately realized that it looked very much like a model airplane. There’s a picture of it in your textbook, for those who care about such things.

“A research committee was formed to investigate it, and they began their work on December 12, 1971. What they found was quite remarkable. The model’s wings are aerodynamically shaped, the model’s body is tapered and terminates in a vertical tail fin, and there is a separate slotted piece on the tail – precisely like the back stabilizer of a modern airplane. According to the aerodynamic engineers on the panel the artifact was designed for flight. Besides its aerodynamic shape, the wing itself was counter-dihedral, which provided a great deal of lift at low speeds. The artifact was apparently a scale model of a cargo plane, and was designed to carry large amounts of cargo while requiring very little power. Unfortunately, we don’t know what powered it. The lower part of the tail is jagged, so it’s possible there was once something there that was broken off.”

“So they found a model,” Max said. “Big deal.”

The professor shook his head. “They have not found a model. So far they have found a total of 14 models in various tombs throughout Egypt. This means more than you think. As you may recall, Egyptian tombs were filled with models of things that existed in real life. If they placed models of aircraft in their tombs, one is left with the very real possibility that the Egyptians had actual life-sized aircraft as well. It should be noted that the model was very well designed; the experts who investigated it remarked that a lot of thought and knowledge had been put into it, and it was obviously the result of a great deal of experimental work. Whoever built it knew what they were doing and had built other aircraft before.”

Max shrugged. “It’s impressive, I’ll admit, but not that impressive. Didn’t you say it was designed to fly at low speeds?”

“About 60 MPH,” Professor Grimes replied.

“Exactly. So we’re not talking about high-performance supersonic aircraft. The average car can go faster than that.”

“In the case of the Egyptians, you are correct. But other artifacts have been found as well. For example, a small artifact was discovered in northern Columbia and is attributed to the Sinu civilization – a pre-Inca culture that lived between 500 AD and 800 AD. Once again, there is a picture of it in your textbook. As you can see, the artifact looks very much like an aircraft. This aircraft, though, was apparently a tail-engine jet, designed to fly at supersonic speeds. It has deltoid wings with straight edges, the wings are at the rear of the craft, and the wings tilt downward slightly – a feature specific to high-powered, high-performance aircraft. Another fascinating detail is that on the tail of the plane is an insignia that is on the left face of the rudder – precisely where you can find identification marks on many modern aircraft. What’s especially remarkable about the insignia is that the letter on the tail was not Columbian, but the Hebrew letter ‘beth’ – indicating that the plane was not built in Columbia, but in the Middle East. It’s also worth noting that six of these models have been found, with the same aerodynamically designed fuselage, wings, and triangular rudder.”

“But that doesn’t make sense!” Max complained. “Even today there are many countries that can’t make high-performance supersonic aircraft. You can’t tell me that back in 500 AD there was some guy in the jungle cranking out jet engines. That’s preposterous! Now, I can buy the Egyptian plane story. If the Wright brothers were able to build a dinky little engine in their bicycle shop then maybe somebody else, somewhere else, could do the same thing. All the Egyptians had was some low-powered plane that didn’t go very fast. But a supersonic jet is a whole other story. Nobody had that capability before the 1940s. If they did they could have ruled the world.”

“And yet the Sinu artifact still exists,” the professor pointed out. “Keep in mind that these artifacts are not forgeries. Aside from a total lack of evidence of fraud, there is the rather telling fact that the artifacts were discovered before we knew how to make those kind of planes. The Egyptian artifact wasn’t even recognized until decades later because when it was found heavier-than-air flight didn’t exist! Yet, you do have a point. Whoever built the Sinu model was clearly familiar with high-performance aircraft. Since it is highly unlikely that the Sinu people could have built it themselves, the only other alternative is that they came into contact with a civilization that could.

“I would also like to challenge the idea that supersonic technology was too difficult for ancient civilizations to master. It is true that they most likely couldn’t have built jets the way we build them today. A modern jet engine is a remarkably complex thing. But why are we assuming that they solved the problem the same way we did? The historical accounts we’ve discovered that describe how ancient aircraft work reveals a completely different technique.”

“Hold on,” Max said. “There are more ancient accounts of aircraft?”

“Actually, yes. In–”

“So not only have many ancient cultures claimed to have built aircraft, and not only do accurate models of ancient aircraft exist, but we even have their manufacturing documents? Why haven’t I heard about this before?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Professor Grimes asked. “We’ve talked about this before. The idea that ancient cultures had aircraft goes against the prevailing paradigm, so of course all information that supports it is buried and ignored. There is likewise copious evidence that dinosaurs and man lived together, that pterodactyls were common in Medieval Europe, and that ancient Colombian cultures actually tamed some dinosaurs and used them as beasts of burden. I even wrote a book on that very subject. Yet you will never see any of this evidence on TV or in the papers. The powers that be have decided that man and dinosaur did not live together and so, therefore, any and all evidence to the contrary can be simply dismissed. All evidence that goes against their theory is rejected, on the grounds that if it disagrees with their theory it must somehow be wrong, phony, or fraudulent.”

The professor sighed. “People today have no idea how science works. What should happen is that if evidence is found that disproves the theory, the theory should be thrown out. Instead it is the evidence that gets rejected. It is utter and total insanity, but it is the way things are today. People do this just as often in the hard sciences of biology and physics as they do in history and economics.

“But to get back to my point. There is an ancient Hindu text called the Samaranga Sutradhara. The text dates back to the 11th century, but it’s apparently a compilation of documents that are far older than that. One of the things the text contains is information regarding flight. It actually goes into a great amount of detail, covering everything from how the flying machine was powered, to the type of clothing pilots should wear, to what pilots should be fed. The text discussed aircraft design, function, and performance. The details are quite fascinating; you can read them in your textbook. The part that I want to focus on is the source of power for these aircraft. According to the text, the airplane was powered by ‘the energy latent in mercury’.”

“Mercury?” Max asked. “As in, the atomic element mercury? What energy latent in mercury?”

“That is another excellent question! As it turns out, ancient alchemists thought very highly of mercury. Isaac Newton believed that it was an element of immense power. He once said this: ‘Because of the way by which mercury may be impregnated, it has been thought fit to be concealed by others that have known it, and therefore may possibly be an inlet to something more noble, not to be communicated without immense danger to the world.’”

“Mercury may be impregnated?” Lora asked, puzzled.

“In this context ‘impregnated’ means that mercury may be filled with energy. Either that, or something can be done to mercury to extract energy from it. Newton saw mercury as a tremendous source of energy and power. In fact, Newton thought that mercury immensely dangerous – so dangerous that the world itself would be in danger if anyone ever found its secret. Apparently he did a good job of hiding it because no one in the modern world has any idea how mercury could be used to power anything.”

Max spoke up. “Now hold on. If we can’t do it, doesn’t that mean it probably can’t be done?”

“Why would you think that?” the professor asked. “Do you believe that we know all there is to know?”

“C’mon, professor! There are, like, 7 billion people in the world today. If it could have been done someone would have done it by now. I find it really hard to believe that mercury could have some amazing properties that no one has ever discovered.”

“Really? Did you know that when superconductivity was first discovered, no one had any idea why it worked? In fact, even though the phenomenon was discovered in 1911, no one was able to explain why it worked until 1950. Even the theory that they finally came up with only explains some aspects of it, and there are some types of superconductivity that cannot be explained today. We know it works and we can demonstrate it, but we don’t really know why it works – and that’s despite all of our technology, and despite the fact that it has been studied by some of the most brilliant minds in the world. People are still earning Nobel prizes over this.

“By comparison, how many people are trying to use mercury as a power source? In the ancient world the answer was ‘a lot’; in the modern world the answer is ‘pretty much zero’. Since Newton didn’t record how the process worked, we dismiss the entire thing as a hoax – even though Newton is possibly one of the top five most brilliant men of all time. He was no fool. Just because we can’t do it doesn’t mean it can’t be done. It’s quite possible that the reason we can’t do it is because we’re not trying.”

“Ok, fine,” Max said. “But there’s a bigger issue here. You say that the Egyptian airplane was the product of a lot of earlier design work. I’m sure that applies even more to the Sinu one. After all, nobody starts out by building a supersonic aircraft. But you can’t tell me that the Egyptians and the Colombians invented airplanes. Where did the technology come from? From the mysterious Yavanas?”

Professor Grimes shook his head. “I think it’s a bit older than that. You were quite right when you pointed out that an invention as complex as powered flight requires an advanced civilization. I think that all of this technology originally came from the pre-Flood world. When the Flood happened Noah probably preserved as much technology as he could. It’s worth noting that all of the animals he took with him would have taken up only 1/3rd of the Ark. That leaves plenty of room for lots of other things. I doubt he had enough room take an actual aircraft, but he certainly could have taken blueprints, documents, books, and so forth.”

“Are you serious?” Max asked.

“I am perfectly serious. It makes sense. Ancient cultures attributed their knowledge to the Yavanas, who were descendents of Noah. If the Yavanas did not invent flight themselves then they must have got it from an earlier civilization. That points directly to the pre-Flood world. It’s worth noting that 16 centuries passed between Adam and the Flood. Those people were not dummies. Genesis 4 tells us that in the lifetime of Adam they developed farming, animal husbandry, music, and could work brass and iron. In the space of less than 9 centuries they went from absolutely nothing to the Iron Age. The Bible doesn’t tell us what they did with the next 7 centuries, but it’s worth noting that it only took the West about 4 centuries to go from the Medieval period to what we have today. Given the immense lifespans that people had back then, the pre-Flood world could easily have surpassed ours. It’s impossible to know exactly how far they got, but the few pre-Flood artifacts we’ve found are intriguing. They indicate a rather sophisticated degree of technology.”

“What pre-Flood artifacts?”

“Well, take the Coso artifact, for example. It was discovered on February 13, 1961 by a man named Mikesell in California. He was out hunting for rocks one day, and when he cracked open one of his finds he found a curious metal object inside the rock. When the artifact was examined people realized that it looked a lot like a spark plug. There’s a picture of it in your book, for those who are curious. Conventional dating techniques claim that the artifact is about a half-million years old, which is preposterous. But it could easily have come from the pre-Flood world. If that ancient civilization did have spark plugs then that says a great deal about their technological capabilities. There have been a number of other fascinating items, found encased in rocks and coal deposits, that offer glimpses at that lost world. It is entirely possible that it was as advanced as our own. That, however, is a topic for another time.”

“As advanced as our own?” Max asked. “Isn’t that going a little too far?”

“Do you not remember what Solomon wrote in the book of Ecclesiastes? ‘The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun. Is there any thing whereof it may be said, See, this is new? it hath been already of old time, which was before us.’”

“Yeah, but he was speaking metaphorically,” Max replied. “I mean, come on. You can’t tell me that Noah had an iPhone and watched basketball games on his 73” HDTV.”

The professor shook his head. “You are confusing the implementation of an idea with an idea itself. The ancients may not have had an iPhone, but they might have had an effective method of long-distance communication. Very little survived the Flood, so all we can do is look at the technological capabilities of the civilizations that immediately followed it. What we find is remarkable. We’ve spent today’s class discussing airplanes, but there is a great deal more. There is quite a lot of evidence that ancient civilizations had mastered nuclear power and even possessed nuclear weapons. It is possible that they were able to create plutonium. That, however, is a topic we will explore later.

“Modern man thinks a great deal of itself. We assume that we are the very pinnacle of knowledge and wisdom, and that all those who came before us were savages. We ignore the very real evidence that we are not the first ones to travel down this path. There was another civilization that came long ago – the first civilization. They, too, dominated the world. They, too, had tremendous knowledge and power. However, they were utterly corrupt and evil, and the Lord came and destroyed them. Their great technology did them no good when the Lord God reigned down judgment upon them.

“History is about to repeat itself. For the second time mankind has created a high-technology civilization. For the second time mankind has dominated the entire globe. And also, for the second time, mankind has become utterly corrupt and evil. We will soon be at the point that Genesis 6 describes, when ‘the wickedness of man was great in the earth, and that every imagination of the thoughts of his heart was only evil continually’.”

“So?” Max asked.

“As Jesus said, ‘But as the days of Noah were, so shall also the coming of the Son of man be.’ We are rapidly approaching the point when mankind has returned to what it was like in the days of Noah – if we are not already there. According to history, and according to the words of Jesus Himself, the next thing that happens is the return of an angry God who judges the world for its transgressions and wipes out the prevailing civilization. I fear that we are rapidly approaching that point. Mankind has achieved great heights before and was thrown down to the ground for its wickedness. Do not think that it cannot happen again.”

The professor looked up at the clock. “I see that’s all the time we have for today. Class, you are dismissed! Don’t forget your reading assignments. See you next week!”

24 Mar 2012

Stryker #5, At the End of Eternity – Chapter 1

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“Tikal never ceases to amaze me! I knew the ancient Martians were advanced, but I had vastly underestimated their technological capabilities. The decaying city that Miles discovered is perfect in nearly every way – its electrical system, its sewage system, its road network, its manufacturing sector. It will be a fantastic launching point for a new Martian civilization.”
–Noel Lawson
June 18, 7243

 

Amy Stryker was standing on a wide, grassy plain on the North American continent on Earth. Her dog Alex was rampaging joyously about in wide circles, jumping and barking and enjoying the glorious morning. Amy smiled as she watched him enjoy himself. He reminded her of all the times she and her sister Amanda had played with him back in ancient Tikal, five thousand years ago. Alex would wake them up at some unearthly hour and then bark at them until they finally climbed out of bed and took him outside. Then the girls would run, and play, and chase him, and be chased in return. Those were wonderful days, she thought to herself.

Now things were quite different. The world of the 19th century was long gone, and the future had proven to be a bleak and inhospitable place. When she finally made her way back home she discovered that Mars was a dying world, on the brink of total ruin. That was three years ago. Today her homeworld was showing signs of life and activity, but it would take centuries before the planet’s inhabitants repopulated the world and began reaching for the stars. The cities the Artilect had built would have to continue their eons-long wait. Mars just might reach those cities, if mankind is given enough time, she thought. She had been to Mars just yesterday, paying a visit to her friends Miles and Noel. Aside from Alex and the Sentinel, they were the only friends she had left. She missed her family tremendously, but she tried not to think about it. She had a job to do on Earth and she was determined to stay focused. But it wasn’t easy.

“I feel old,” she said aloud.

The Sentinel looked at her and smiled. “You may have been born five millennia ago, but you are not old just yet. Figuring out your exact age is a bit complex, however, as you have done quite a bit of time traveling. According to my records you were born on July 23, 1853. You jumped into the future on December 15, 1867. You then arrived in the future on October 23, 7239, and lived there until you and I were trapped on Xanthe on April 1, 7240. We escaped yesterday morning. That means you are about two months shy of being 15 years old. You still have a lot of living to do before you become as old as Miles.”

“Oh, I know. I just feel old. Old and tired. I don’t belong here, Steve. I just don’t. I’m out of place, and I can’t go back home because my home decayed into dust thousands of years ago. There’s just no place for me here! I can go anywhere I want, but I don’t have anywhere to go to. I just – I don’t know. I’m just tired of dealing with all this.”

“You feel out of place because you are out of place. All true children of light are out of place in this world of darkness and evil. Your home is in the land beyond the farthest star, and you will never feel quite at rest until you get there. But before you make that final journey there is one more thing you must do. The tribes on this world need us. We’re their only hope for a cure.”

“I know,” Amy said. “I know. And that’s why I’m here. We do have work to do. How long do you think it’s going to take?”

“There is no way to tell,” the Sentinel replied. He looked at Alex for a moment, as the dog romped through the tall grass, and then glanced at the granite cliff that loomed behind them. “You know that we are not alone here.”

“Well, yes and no,” Amy replied. “There are lots of other humans on Earth, but there’s no one else like us. On the other side of this plain is a great big forest where the closest tribe lives. The tribe has hundreds of people, but they’re all insane, as you know. You really can’t sit down and have a conversation with them. Behind us, up that cliff and in the mountains, is the stone fortress Adrasta. About eighty thousand people live there. They call themselves the Children of Light, but if you ask me they ought to call themselves the Children of Darkness. They’re a pretty rotten group of people.”

“But they are still people,” the Sentinel replied. “They may be quite interested in what you intend to do. Have you spoken with any of them?”

“Goodness, no! The only time I’ve ever seen them was when they sent a hunting expedition into the forest. A group of natives had found a ruined gear in a cave, and the hunters slaughtered them all and stole it from them. There were a thousand other ways the hunters could have obtained that gear, but they just callously killed them for it. They’re monsters. I say let them rot. As long as they don’t get in our way I really don’t care what happens to them.”

“As you wish,” the Sentinel replied. “But, to answer your earlier question, you must realize that we don’t even know if it’s possible to cure the insanity that afflicts the tribes. Given the complex nature of their disease, we may spend centuries looking for a cure without any appreciable results. There is no guarantee that we will be able to help them. Their problem is unlike anything I have seen before. We may not be able to develop an effective antidote.”

“Oh, I know. I tried to find a cure on my own back before we were trapped on Xanthe, but I didn’t make any progress. They have some sort of weird genetic mutation thing going on. I just don’t know how to reverse it. There must be some way to fix it, though. There’s just got to be. There is always an answer.”

“Is there?” The Sentinel paused. A light wind blew over the surface of the ground, rippling the grass. Alex barked happily. The sky was a brilliant blue, but clouds were beginning to form. The nanite network that Amy had deployed in her earlier visit told him that a storm was brewing. “What about Xanthe? We both tried as hard as we could, but in the end we were unable to solve their problems. There was simply no way to help them.”

Amy sighed. “I know. We did all we could, though. But this isn’t a people problem, Steve. It’s a technical problem. These tribes have a specific biological anomaly. Biology is essentially chemistry, and chemistry is essentially physics. Physics problems can be solved. Why, your father even found a way to go back in time and bring my family and I here to the future! If time travel is possible then anything’s possible.”

“The Artilect’s time travel attempt required divine intervention,” the Sentinel pointed out. “He was unable to do it on his own.”

“Then perhaps the Lord will answer our prayers and intervene here as well. After all, He did save our lives, and He did bring us here. I don’t think He would go through all that trouble just because He was bored and didn’t have anything else to do. We’re here for a reason. Something is going to be accomplished here.”

“But that something may not be what we expect.”

“What do you mean? Do you know something?”

The Sentinel shook his head. “No, I do not. Jones was a seer, and could tell you what the future held. I am just a machine; I do not have any spiritual gifts. All I know is that things do not always turn out as one would expect. On December 7, 1867 Captain Max piloted the Sparrow off of Mars and set a course for the Tau Ceti system. Your family intended to get there and start a new life on Xanthe, but that is not what happened. We simply do not know what is right around the corner.”

Amy nodded. “I know. But this really looks pretty simple to me. I mean, yes, it’s a difficult problem. But ultimately, if you abstract it out, it’s a math problem, and we can find the answers to math problems. Or, at least, you can. I don’t see anything here that might complicate matters. The old Spanish Emperor is gone. Elder Lane is gone. The swarm are gone. Things are going pretty well on Mars. We don’t have any enemies left. All we have to do is apply ourselves to this problem, understand the nature of the disease, and find a way to reverse it. I’m sure it will take time but we’ve got time. After all, for all practical purposes we’re both immortals. We can spend a hundred years here doing this, if that’s what it takes.”

“Do the savages have that long?” the Sentinel asked.

“Probably. I mean, it’s not like I conducted any long-term trials or anything, but from what I could see the disease had stabilized. It wasn’t getting any worse, and it didn’t look like it was about to kill them. Now, I’m not saying that I want it to take a hundred years. I’m just saying that we don’t have anything else left to do. This is the only item on our to-do list. In fact, it’s the last item on our list. After that we’re done.”

“And then what?”

“And then we go home,” Amy replied firmly. “That’s all there is to it.”

The Sentinel nodded. “So how do you want to go about this?”

Amy closed her eyes and mentally connected to the network of nanites that saturated the Earth’s atmosphere. She then used the network to remotely view the tribe that lived in the nearby forest. There were 416 people there, who lived together in a loose community. The group lived in a network of shallow caves that dotted the area, although some of them had built crude huts that were outside the cave entrances.

Upon seeing this, Amy mentally connected to the Sentinel and made sure that he was seeing the same view that she was. “Do you see those houses? It’s something that I noticed the last time I was here. These people may be insane, but they definitely have some kind of civilization. It may be a savage and crude civilization, perhaps, but it’s still something. They make shelter, they forage for food, they hunt, and they’ve even made clothing for themselves. It’s really more than I would have expected from someone in their condition.”

“They do appear to have attained a level similar to that of ancient Earth tribes,” the Sentinel agreed. “They also seem to have some form of language.”

Amy watched as a group of six men gibbered excitedly at each other. They hooted, and talked, and gestured wildly – all at the same time.

“Are you sure that’s a language?” Amy asked doubtfully. “Are they talking with each other, or at each other? Is anyone actually deriving anything meaningful from what is being said?”

“They must communicate to some extent. After all, look at that group of children that is working to erect a hut. Group activity requires communication.”

“But I don’t see any adults working together,” Amy pointed out. “Only children and young people. You don’t suppose that the children do all the civilized-type work, do you? Maybe this disease gets worse with age. It could be that the children are taking care of the adults.”

“That is certainly possible. We will need to monitor the group’s behavior over time to see if any patterns emerge. Is that where you would like to begin?”

Amy thought for a moment. “I think so. Let’s configure the nanite network to monitor the clan activities of every tribe on Earth. We should be able to get a feel for how they behave and what they’re capable of. We probably need to understand how they act on a macro level before we start analyzing their genetic code.”

“It probably is wise to understand the effects of the disease before probing for a cure,” the Sentinel said. “Although there is no need to confine ourselves to simply one activity. The planetary network that you deployed is fully capable of collecting that data entirely on its own. Meanwhile, we can begin analyzing their damaged genetic structure.”

“I suppose you’re right,” Amy agreed. “So let’s–”

Amy suddenly lost her connection to the nanite network. She gasped and opened her eyes in surprise. A millisecond later there was an intense burst of bright blue light, and then the sound of thunder rumbled across the landscape. The harsh light was blinding, and it was so bright that it kept her from seeing the source of the noise. The roar of the thunder grew louder, and as the seconds ticked by the noise became deafening. When the light finally dimmed she saw a giant pillar of fire in the distance. As the roar subsided a cloud of smoke began forming around the pillar of fire.

Amy panicked, until she saw that Alex was all right. The dog had run over to her at the first hint of noise and was standing beside her, looking at the cloud. “What’s that?” he asked.

“Death,” the Sentinel replied.

The girl then realized that the network was back. When she reconnected she discovered that a brief burst of intense neutron radiation had temporarily blocked her connection to it – a defect that she made a mental note to fix. But what caused the radiation? The tribes aren’t nearly advanced enough to be experimenting with atomic power!

A horrible thought crossed Amy’s mind. The residents of Adrasta have a functional nuclear reactor. They could – but they wouldn’t. Oh no. No, surely not!

With great reluctance Amy used the nanites to remotely view the forest – or what had once been a forest. The whole area had simply disappeared. Where there had once been trees there was now only blackened, baked soil. The forest, the trees, and the tribes had all been blasted to atoms by the intense heat of an atomic sun. The clan was gone – wiped out by a single neutron bomb.

22 Mar 2012

I Peter 1:8-9

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I Peter 1:8: “Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory:
9 Receiving the end of your faith, even the salvation of your souls.”

Jesus said “blessed are those who have not seen, and yet believed.” That would be us – the Church. We have never seen Christ in person and yet we believe in Him, love Him, and earnestly desire to be with Him. We walk by faith, believing the Word of someone that we have never actually seen. Things will not always be like this, though. One day the Lord will return and our faith will become sight, and we will finally see the One Who died for us. That will be an amazing day.

Also, notice that salvation is a result of faith, not works. Verse 9 makes this quite clear. The end of our faith – the result of our faith – is salvation. Salvation comes through faith, not through works or good deeds or obedience to the Law. It can only come through what Jesus did, not through anything we can do. This is why there is no other way to be saved.

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21 Mar 2012

Generated Books – SS#9, The Case of the Hallowed Seaweed

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This is the cover art for the ninth book in the Seth Savage Series.

20 Mar 2012

I Peter 1:5

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I Peter 1:5: “Who are kept by the power of God through faith unto salvation ready to be revealed in the last time.”

It is God’s power that keeps us – not our own works or effort. This is another reason why we cannot lose our salvation: not only did we do nothing to earn it (for it was entirely accomplished by Christ’s righteous life, death, and resurrection), but it is God’s power (not ours!) that holds us. No one can take us away from God, and no power is mighty enough to rip us from His hand. He has a firm grip on us, and because of that our salvation is assured.

The phrase “ready to be revealed in the last time” reminds me of Christ’s parable about the wheat and the tares: both grew up in the same field and both looked the same, but when harvest time came it was easy to tell the difference between them. The Bible says that we are tested so that our faith might be found unto praise, honor, and glory at the appearing (or “revelation”) of Jesus Christ. When He returns we will be revealed. At that moment God will dramatically show the difference between the wheat and the tares – between those who are His children and those who are not. And that day is rapidly approaching.

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17 Mar 2012

Paranormal Studies 313: UFOs

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Professor Grimes never ceased to be amazed at the sheer number of people who skipped his lectures. He knew that college students led busy lives and he could understand if five, ten, or even fifteen percent of his students were not able to attend class on a particular day. What puzzled him was when sixty-four people signed up for a course and only six people actually attended it. Their absence alone guaranteed them a failing grade. Why would 90% of his students sign up for a guaranteed F when they could simply not take his class at all and preserve their GPA? Each semester the professor took pains to explain in his syllabus that it was impossible to pass his class without attending it, and urged students to drop out if they would not be able to attend regularly. Still, year after year, people signed up, never came, and failed the course. Even though it was entirely predictable the aging professor never got used to it.

So once again Professor Grimes placed checkmarks beside seven names on the student roster, then shook his head and placed the roster back on his desk. To the best of his knowledge only four students had ever uttered a word in that semester’s class. The rest either slept through his lectures or stared out into space. He wondered if they were drunk but decided it would be impertinent to ask. So he just soldiered on.

“Good morning, class,” he announced cheerfully. “I hope you’re enjoying the wet, soggy, cold, and overcast weather outside. It’s positively delightful!”

“Are you for real?” Dan asked.

“Oh, absolutely. The magnificent weather that I see out the classroom window is full of atmosphere and possibilities! It’s also quite inspiring.”

“And totally uncomfortable,” Dan replied.

“It is entirely possible to be too comfortable, you know. That is what’s wrong with the younger generation – all they care about are their creature comforts. America was not discovered by people sitting in recliners watching TV shows! You people need to leave your cell phones and video games and go outside and actually live life for a change. Your desire to be a couch potato is going to give you heart disease.”

Lora spoke up. “But I hate snakes! Snakes are evil. Don’t they have snakes in the jungle?”

“Oh yes, they certainly do! Huge, enormous snakes that could probably swallow you whole. There are all sorts of other horrifying things as well – but there are also lost cities, hidden treasures, forgotten knowledge, and fantastic discoveries. The cost is great, but the potential rewards are great as well. If you want to make great discoveries then you must take great risks.

“Speaking of discoveries, today we are going to talk about a phenomenon that has captured the imagination of millions and has spawned countless movies. We are going to talk about–”

“Zombies!” Ashley shouted.

“What?” the professor asked incredulously. “No, we’re not going to talk about zombies. In fact, we are never going to talk about zombies. Nor are we going to discuss werewolves, or mermaids, or Godzilla. We are going to talk about unidentified flying objects.”

“The answer is demons,” Max said sarcastically. “It’s always demons, isn’t it? Ghosts are demons. Crop circles are demons. Toasters are demons. You have the same answer for everything.”

“My toaster and I get alone quite well, thank you,” the professor replied. “It is one of the few devices inside my home that does not insist on connecting to the internet, or being computerized, or trying to sell me ringtones. I wish more of my appliances had the simplicity and elegance of my toaster. They’re marvelous devices.

“But to answer your point – what you must realize is that we have a responsibility for hunting down the truth and following where it leads. The reason I believe that ghosts are probably demonic is because that is what the evidence shows. The same can be said for crop circles. In neither case did we start out by assuming there was a sinister explanation. We simply examined each phenomenon, looked at the evidence, and then eliminated everything that did not make sense. We are going to do precisely the same thing with UFOs. Moreover, we are going to wait until the end to draw any conclusions. Drawing your conclusions first and then coming up with a case to support it is madness, not science.”

Ashley spoke up. “UFOs are, like, just a hoax. I mean, that’s what they say, anyway. The people that believe in them are crazy.”

“A great many UFOs are indeed nothing special,” the professor agreed. “Virtually all cases can be shown to be weather balloons, or secret military aircraft, or meteors, or other natural phenomena. There are also countless hoaxes. In this day and age it is especially easy to fake a UFO. Technology has come a long way in the past few decades. Things are to such a point now that it is very difficult to tell a genuine photograph from one that has been altered.

“Since that is the case, I am going to take a slightly different approach than I have for other subjects. As you might imagine, there are many stories of seeing a UFO that cannot be corroborated or disproved, and there are even pictures and video evidence. However, since these sightings cannot be corroborated they therefore cannot be tested or falsified, which places them outside the realm of scientific investigation.

“This poses something of a problem. With crop circles there was hard evidence that you could take to a lab and analyze. It was actually possible to design a series of tests that could distinguish real crop circles from hoaxes. With UFOs that is simply not possible. The only pictures and videos that are available are blurry and rather poor, and thus easily faked. Stories can be faked as well or simply mistaken. Also, despite decades of study, there is not one piece of physical evidence that can be examined. This puts us in a difficult position, because all we can really do is examine claims and we have no way to verify the truth of those claims.”

Max spoke up. “Then doesn’t the whole subject become impossible?”

“Not quite,” Professor Grimes replied. “We still have the stories, after all, and they can be analyzed. UFO researchers have divided these accounts into five different groups. Close encounters of the first kind involve people who simply saw a UFO. Close encounters of the second kind involve UFO sightings that left some sort of evidence, such as a broken tree branch.”

“Hold on,” Max interrupted. “I thought you just said there was never any evidence to analyze.”

The professor sighed. “A broken tree branch is hardly conclusive evidence. There are a great many things that can break tree branches, and I must say that ‘Aliens did it!’ is not very high on the list of likely culprits. With crop circles one could identify specific anomalies that differentiated real crop circles from hoaxes. A broken branch, however, is just a broken branch. No one has ever recovered pieces of a warp drive or other alien technology, or even anything that was actually interesting. It would be quite fascinating if such a thing were ever to surface, but it has not.

“As I was saying, close encounters of the third kind include the sighting of actual aliens. Close encounters of the fourth kind are alien abduction stories. Finally, close encounters of the fifth kind are cases where the people involved in the sighting are injured or killed.”

Ashley spoke up. “People get killed in UFO sightings?”

“Apparently, but it is quite rare. By far the most common encounters are mere UFO sightings, which are not all that interesting. In such cases all we really know is that someone saw something in the sky; perhaps it was a real UFO and perhaps it was not. However, stories of alien abductions are quite different. There we are given much more information than ‘I saw a flying saucer over my house!’. Once we start analyzing alien abduction stories we can see some fascinating trends.

“First of all, people from all walks of life, all ages, and all religions have reported being abducted. However, there is one group of people that has never been abducted, and that is sincere born-again Christians. It is true that some people who have been abducted claimed to be Christians, but when interviewed it became obvious that they were Christian-in-name-only. There is not one case of a passionate believer in Jesus ever being abducted by aliens, despite years of searching all over the world.”

“Well, that’s kind of weird,” Lora said.

“Indeed it is. Second, when people are abducted many report being taken against their will, and those who are taken are often subjected to all manner of horrifying medical experiments. After years of study and interviewing, researchers have found just one technique that was able to stop an abduction that was in progress and set people free. This was when people called on the name of Jesus to help them.”

Max spoke up. “You’ve got to be kidding!”

Professor Grimes shook his head. “I am not kidding at all. After years of searching that is the only technique that has been found to work. There are actually many documented cases of people getting abducted, panicking, calling on Jesus, and instantly being freed. The name of Jesus seems to panic the abductors. They do not care for it. If you read UFO abduction stories – and your textbook includes numerous examples – you will see many accounts of this. It’s really quite incredible.

“A third fascinating point is that people who see UFOs or who become abducted are quite often involved in some way with the occult. People who have been involved in satanism, or who have split personalities, or children whose parents engage in occultic activity appear to be prime candidates for abduction. Somehow dabbling in witchcraft makes it much more likely that you will see a UFO.”

“Another common thread in abduction stories is that the aliens have a united religious message. Christianity, they say, is a plague upon mankind and is holding us back. They claim there is no such thing as sin. There was also nothing special about Jesus Christ – he was just another alien like them and deserves no special attention. Lucifer, however, is a wonderful person who mankind has simply misunderstood.

“The aliens tell us that the reason they have come is to help us evolve to a higher form of being. If we will just listen to them and accept their teachings then all of our problems will go away. The Bible hiders us; we must eliminate it. We must find divinity within ourselves and accept their leadership. The main thing that is holding us back are all these religious fundamentalists who insist that Jesus is the only way. If that group can be eliminated then the world will become filled with peace and happiness.”

“That’s preposterous!” Max replied. “You can’t possibly expect me to believe that aliens from the stars have traveled light-years to get here just to tell us to give up our Bibles. That’s insane.”

Professor Grimes smiled. “You don’t have to take my word for it. You are welcome to read the accounts of abductions yourself. There are a great many of them, and their religious message is not hard to find. This is not being done in a corner somewhere. The specific anti-Jesus agenda that is present in these abductions is quire remarkable.

“Nor is that all. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you that alien abductions are not pleasant things. People commonly report all sorts of horrifying experiments, gruesome torture, and other fiendish things that I will not repeat here. Those who are abducted sometimes end up with horrible, unknown diseases or die at a young age. Abductees are frequently terrified, experimented on against their will, and tormented. For whatever reason, aliens seem to enjoy extracting as much terror as they possibly can from those they abduct.”

“Aliens sound, like, really bad,” Ashley said. “I don’t think I want to meet them.”

“Nor do I. But do you see the common threads in this picture? The aliens will not touch genuine Christians but enjoy torturing everyone else. They are afraid of the name of Jesus, to the point where they run when they hear it, but they defend Lucifer. The message they deliver is that we must abandon what Jesus has told us and embrace a new, unbiblical faith. If I were to paint a picture of demonic activity it would be hard to get any closer than this. The way UFO researchers describe aliens is precisely the way the Bible describes demons.”

“But that’s ridiculous!” Max exclaimed. “Are you telling me that demons are flying spaceships around?”

“Not exactly,” Professor Grimes replied. “Here is something to think about. During the Middle Ages people were warned not to go into the Black Forest because gnomes, fairies, and little people would kidnap you and drag you away to dark places, where you would be tortured. Eventually people stopped believing in such things and the abductions stopped. Then in the 19th century, before flight was developed, people began seeing giant airships in the sky that pulled up the unwary and kidnapped them. In the 1950s people began seeing flying saucers instead of airships, and inside these saucers were magnetic tape drives, giant computers, and aliens who tormented them. Today the saucers contain LCD monitors, modern computers, and lasers – along with aliens who torment people. It’s quite interesting that the supposed spacecrafts, along with their interiors, has always reflected whatever people at the time thought was cutting-edge science. It makes you wonder if the spaceships are actually real at all, or are simply some kind of sophisticated illusion.

“It’s also interesting that the home planet of the supposed aliens has changed over time. In the 1950s abductees were told that the aliens were from Venus and Mars. Then after mankind sent probes to Mars the message changed, and the aliens began claiming that they were from Jupiter and Saturn. Once mankind sent probes to the outer planets the message changed again, and now the aliens claim to be from the stars or from distant galaxies. The lie has always been adjusted to be plausible at the time – but each time it was proven to be a lie the story changed.”

Max shook his head. “I just find it all a bit hard to believe. I mean, seriously. Demons are using fake UFOs to kidnap and torture people? Isn’t that a bit loony?”

“Consider the alternative for a moment. The other possibility is that UFOs are genuine spaceships manned by real aliens who are terrified of Jesus, run at the very mention of His name, and will not touch genuine believers. These same aliens hate Jesus with a passion, peddle a false gospel, discredit the Bible, and defend the reputation of Lucifer. They also like to torture people against their will, cause as much terror as possible, and prefer to show themselves to people deeply enmeshed in the occult. Oh – and they also keep redesigning their spaceships to reflect whatever technology you can find at your local electronics store. It’s no wonder that even secular researchers have come to conclude that whatever UFOs are, they are not aliens from another world.”

“But why would they bother?” Max asked. “What’s the point of all this? Just to torment people?”

“That is quite possible, but there may be more to it than that. Consider this. Part of the message of these beings is that Bible-believing Christians are holding mankind back from reaching the pinnacle of their evolution. However, the aliens assure everyone not to worry. One day real soon the Christians will all be beamed up to the sky and go on to a better place. Then, with all those backward Christians gone, the aliens can come and fix society and usher mankind into a new era.”

Laura gasped. “Oh my goodness! Are they really saying that?”

“Yes, young lady, they are. I always wondered how the forces of darkness would explain the Rapture. What lie could possibly hide the truth of the Lord’s return for His Church? Now we may know the answer to that. Recent movies like Skyline have conditioned people to the idea that aliens may come and beam people up into their motherships. There is an entire community of people – millions strong – who not only believe that aliens and UFOs are real, but also that the aliens are beneficial beings who wish to help mankind. This is just pure conjecture, but suppose that after the Rapture a whole fleet of UFOs appeared in the sky and the aliens announced that the source of mankind’s problems had just been removed and the aliens had all the answers. Would the world – which, at that point, would be entirely composed of non-believers – listen and accept the message? I greatly fear that they would.”

“So you think it’s all a plot, then,” Ashley said.

“I think that’s a strong possibility. The increasing UFO activity – and the activity is increasing, as even the news media attests – may simply be demonic preparation for the Rapture. I doubt they know exactly when it will occur, but I suspect that they know, as we do, that the hour of the Lord’s return is drawing closer. My fear is that when it does occur the forces of darkness will be ready. God did promise to send a strong delusion to those who refused to believe the truth; I wonder if this could be part of that.”

The professor glanced up at the clock. “It looks like that is all we have time for today. Class, you are dismissed. There is no class again until next week. Don’t forget to do your reading assignments. I hope that all of you have a good weekend!”

15 Mar 2012

I Peter 1:4

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I Peter 1:4: “To an inheritance incorruptible, and undefiled, and that fadeth not away, reserved in heaven for you,”

This is where our treasure is – in Heaven. That is where we will find our inheritance, which cannot be corrupted or defiled. What matters is not what we possess here on earth (for all these things are passing away); what matters is what is reserved in Heaven for us. That is what we are supposed to be looking forward to, and that is where Jesus wants our heart to be.

As Christians we are immortals; we are going to live forever and ever in the awesome presence of God. And yet so many people forget this and get caught up in trying to amass all the material things they can, even though these earthly things will last for just a short time before they are all destroyed. It makes so much more sense to be amassing Heavenly treasure that cannot be lost; in fact, that is precisely what Jesus commands! We are to be in the world but not of the world. Our priorities and interests are to be very different from the lost souls around us that are perishing. Sadly, all-too-often it is impossible to spot any difference between unbelievers and those who call themselves Christians.

14 Mar 2012

Generated Books – SS#4, The Case of the Rusty Perfume

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This is the cover art for the fourth book in the Seth Savage Series.