- June 5, 2020 at 7:06 pm #10974
They did not have to wait for long …
It might not have been a long time, but to Duncan it seemed like an eternity. His mind was racing with thoughts, perhaps a side-effect of the symbiosis contact he had just made. Initial contact with the Narhulans had indeed seemed positive, yet at the same time Duncan could not help wondering what Mac na hOíche had meant. Why had he described the Narhulans as fools? What did he mean by the Kings of Illusion? Why did these old druids always speak in riddles? And what of the strange manner in which, according to Mac na hOíche, the Kings of Illusion could be defeated? All of these questions were swirling around in Duncan’s mind, a whirlpool of doubt. For that matter, he wondered to himself, could Mac na hOíche be trusted? Or was he some kind of stooge? Not all druids followed the light …
As the form of Narhulan ambassador began to crystallise, an ill-defined figure, almost insect-like began to emerge. There was something strange happening in the space-time continuum, the figure looked like an image being viewed from underwater – some kind of inter-dimensional gateway was being created.
Duncan stood silent, tried to calm his mind – if these beings were this advanced, despite the old druid’s claim that they were fools, they might also have high levels of telepathy or even be empaths, in which case Duncan would have to exercise firm control over his mind so as not to give anything away that might be detrimental. Whatever the case, Duncan thought it well not to mention Mac na hOíche, and try to divert any “conversation” away from the shadowy Son of the Night.
Finally, out of the swirling, bending, mirage-like, wobbling, hissing light, two piercing yellow eyes fixed upon Duncan …
“Arghblad ….” “abeanl” “abue …”
Duncan could not make out these words, there seemed to be some kind of radio interference and fuzz around them and then …
“Terra-dwelling-one … I have come …”
The first words ever spoken directly between a Narhulan and a human …June 5, 2020 at 7:49 pm #10976
Time and space were ultimately man-made concepts with little meaning except in terms of what happened within them. The waiting period hardly came as a surprise in a place where form and matter did not even exist. Duncan was very excited to have witnessed the first visit of an alien species.
“You are most welcome”, he said. “We wish for peaceful co-existence. Please speak slowly if possible, your English is translating quite well when you do not hurry. We fear that there are others who are not of us who have been in contact, trying to deceive you. We will try to be as open as possible.”
“Indeed that is true…” said the alien slowly. It seemed to be trying to wrap its head around some silent, unobserved fact.
“I think that their wish is to provoke a conflict between human and Narhulan, a conflict which they would win to their gain. We must be cautious.”
“We concur with your wish. That does not change the nature of our problem, the destructive nature of humanity. We must agree upon the steps necessary to change this.”
Duncan considered this suggestion. “In time, yes, and very soon. But first, we must consider the matter of your other friends, I fear that they will soon react once they become aware of what has taken place here.”
“They are very powerful, yes. What measures do you propose? It is within our means to destroy them, if you so wish.”
Duncan was somewhat worried at this idea. “I do not think that meaningless retribution will help any of us, but we must prepare our defences. Another thing, we must make clear that mankind’s issues are being resolved through intelligent negotiation. This will counter our enemies’s plans against us.”
“You have mediums within which information is broadcast. We can make a message there, but it will be critical of your species. Would you like this to be done?” said the Narhulan.
“Please, give me a moment to consult with my colleagues”, said Duncan. This might be the beginning of a plan. “Well, what do you think? The Narhulans want to send out a message, I think this will prove helpful, but the masters of deception will be angered and may well attack us, and very soon. Should we go ahead anyway?”
There was a short discussion amongst the assembled staff, then a conclusion was reached. “We cannot see any alternative at the moment. Perhaps this act will clear away some of the confusion. We think that this talk should go ahead.”
“Very well then”, replied Duncan. He turned back to the Narhulan representative. “We will enable you to make a broadcast using our transmission equipment. This will form a part of our actions. As another part of our actions, I suggest the freeing of all prisoners held in false confinement, along with a measure of support to enable all local citizens to cope with their daily living. I suspect that the politicians will be upset by this as this is not really one of their priorities, but I beleive that they number amongst the masters of illusion which we seek to counter.”
“As has been agreed, this is what we shall do”, said the Narhulan. The assembled group turned to examine their monitors, which were broadcasting a local television signal. As they watched, the Narhulan replaced this image and began to speak, telling of the terrible damage which mankind had inflicted upon itself and the environment. It was a stirring message.
One of the staff spoke to Duncan. “How do you think the masters of illusion will react to this? They are not going to be pleased, to say the least.”
“I suspect they will carry out a number of measures, so we must remain vigilant. They will surely try to shut down our broadcast, so we will have to be ready for that. I suspect armed forces of some kind will be waiting near the city and will commence an attack, so our forces must be ready. I suspect double agents within the city, ready to commit sabotage, shutting down equipment or perhaps bombs.” Duncan turned to the Narhulan once again. “There must be hostile forces within or close to the city. Could you perhaps scan for them, maybe transport them far away from us to a safe distance where they can do no harm? I think that we should be ready with a protective screen for the coty, perhaps using the power of forcefield generation.”
“This seems a wise decision human. We shall act at once” said the alien.
As they stood there, a strange light flickered over them all and then sped outwards. The Narhulans were conducting a thorough scan, Duncan expected a result to turn up suddenly at any moment.
“Alert security”, said Duncan to the staff. “We must be ready for anything.”June 6, 2020 at 12:29 am #10979
Duncan the Druid thought of The Isle of Snowden and how it was covered in mist most days, but there were days when people could see it rising above the mist. And when these people tried to reach the Isle of Snowden they would find themselves surrounded in mist for seven days, and then find themselves hundreds of miles away from where they started and no closer to the isle of Snowden. It was druid magic that kept the isle of Snowden safe from the refugees who want to go to Snowden and be safe from the rising waters and global warming. And the only ones who could get through the mist were the druids and the witches. At times Duncan was not sure if the magic he was experiencing was real or just imagined, and the lords of Illusion were not making it any easier for him. He had to listen carefully now. Was he really in contact with the collective awareness of a whole new species. And he had to be sure he was not bringing any preconceptions with him. Things were moving fast, and he was use to a slower pace, a slower unfolding of relationships. But he also had to let go of his handful of balloons of preconception, and keep an open mind. And he had to work with the spirit world and hope that a solution would show itself.
June 6, 2020 at 10:13 am #10986
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“Surround this area with a protective screen”, Duncan said to the Narhulans. “We will obscure ourselves from outside observers so that they may not perceive our actions or our weaknesses. Make sure that it is powerful enough to deflect all weapons. And keep scanning pour immediate area for any sign of hostile thoughts.” The force barrier would be like a form of virtual mist, hiding and obscuring their actions from hostile, outside parties so that only friends and sympathisers would be made welcome. The inspiration had come to him like a bolt out of the blue. “We can maintain a constant security screen at all checkpoints for guns, weapons and explosives. And run a thorough background check on all staff and visitors, we must have no unauthorised personnel within our facility.” Security and safety were the key. It was a kind of technological magic, fighting technology with technology.
“It shall be done”, said the Narhulan. “We have scanned the immediate area and have detected certain craft approaching us.”
Duncan looked worried at this. “Can you identify the nature of their forces?”
“We have so far identified a submarine approaching within strike range, we suspect nuclear warheads will be onboard. We have also identified jet aircraft, probably bearing high yield weaponry such as missiles. No other craft have been identified so far. We suspect that our area is now under high resolution satellite surveillance.”
“All of these craft will possess targetting systems”, said Duncan. “Use a high power energy pulse to blank out their targetting, destroy their electronics but not their craft. Ready a high power EMP pulse heading outwards from our area to destroy all external electronics. That ought to shut them down. Aim EMP energy pulses at all satellites orbiting within long range visual distance. That will prevent them from spying on us and gathering more data.”
“It shall be done”, replied the Narhulan as he relayed these instructions to the rest of the Narhulan collective, who immediately moved into action.
“There are a few more possibilities that we have not covered yet”, observed one of the surrounding science team. Duncan turned to face them.
“I have just thought of that myself. Weather control of course. They could hit us with a tidal wave or hurricane using their weather control, that would prove very destructive. And earthquakes. We have had a taste of that already with the side effects of fracking.” He bit his lip thoughtfully. “Suggestions, anyone?”
“We possess long range observation abilities. We can monitor constantly over a long range for phenomena such as tidal changes or earth tremors.”
“And the solutions?” said Duncan.
“We would need a high range wide spread energy beam of some description to dissipate earth tremors, the same could work for waves or storms. It would require a tremendous amount of transmitting power though, far more than we have here.”
Duncan turned to the Narhulan representative. “Is your technology capable of creating such an effect? We might need to react at very short notice.”
“We believe that it is human”, said the Narhulan. “We shall make more preparations for this eventuality.”
“Thank you.” Duncan returned to the scientists. “Begin monitoring for any signs of external disturbances as we have discussed. That should be enough to throw off any immediate problems.” It was now time to begin acting out their long term strategy.
“We must begin preparing our own media broadcasts. I suspect that both we and the Narhulans have been subjected to hostile propaganda. We need a studio and broadcasting facilities in order to tell people the truth. Start working on this please. We want to have as wide an audience as possible. I want a series of solutions or one viable solution within the net few hours.”
Some of the surrounding group broke away to start acting on these instructions. Duncan thought carefully to himself. This was now becoming like a game of chess, with move followed by countermove. He wondered whether the hostile forces had any hidden technology of their own, and where it might have come from. So far, fortunately, they had not displayed any sign of this. He hoped that it would remain so. Cautiously, he was becoming optimistic.June 6, 2020 at 12:25 pm #10989
… This was now becoming like a game of chess, with move followed by countermove. He wondered whether the hostile forces had any hidden technology of their own, and where it might have come from. So far, fortunately, they had not displayed any sign of this. He hoped that it would remain so. Cautiously, he was becoming optimistic …
A game of chess? Hang on, thought Duncan to himself! Without warning, the spark of a thought flashed through his mind. Mac na hOíche had said that the Kings of Illusion could not be defeated by sword or by any man or woman on two legs, or with two arms or two eyes. Not with axe, nor with sword nor lance or arrow – the old druid’s riddle had been whirling around in Duncan’s mind all the time, despite his efforts to suppress it. Now, chessmen have no legs, as such, nor do all of them have arms. But what about two eyes? The king, the queen, the knights … no, and they also carry weapons. What does this leave? The bishops – possible he thought to himself, but then again the rooks and the pawns … the rooks and the pawns … they certainly “fit” part of the riddle. Perhaps Mac na hOíche had left Duncan a clue … he knew, however, that there must be something to this, a lot more to this.
June 6, 2020 at 12:46 pm #10991
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“We will be under observation right now, our enemies will be gathering data”, though Duncan quickly.
“You wish us to blind their satellites?”, suggested the Narhulan.
“Not necessarily, they will notice that immediately. Could we try something else perhaps? We need to lead our enemies in the wrong direction about our abilities. They play a game of deception and so can we.” Duncan was now wondering whether they were heading for a checkmate or a stalemate. In a stalemate, there would be no victors, but then neither would they lose. “We feed false sensory data to their satellites.” He tried to think this through carefully. “Suggest to them that we have arms and forces that we do not have. Tanks planes other weapons, perhaps missiles.”
“They will hesitate to act against us because they will fear a counter-response. Clever and shrewd”, observed the Narhulan. “Anything else?”
“I do not know who is behind this but we can confuse them even further. Create another illusion here. Let us say that our town and facilities have an international crew. Make sure that British, American, Chinese, Indian and Middle Eastern delegates of some standing are here. try not to be too obvious with who they are, but make sure that all of those cultures are present. I want the illusion of military figures and politicians, we can be a littler vague about who they are as long as it appears that someone from among them is actually on our side. Choose specific figures, those whose loyalty is in question, people who have disappeared or have external interests. Create the illusion that some of them are here and have travelled here. They will wonder whether there own side is turning against them. They will no longer know who to trust within their own side.”
“We are starting to turn their own tactics against them. An efficient strategy”, observed the Narhulan. “We shall proceed.”
The assembled staff were startled when human figures suddenly appeared among them. Outside, it could be seen that there were individuals and groups conversing. There were a mixture of races, cultures, some political looking figures, some military, some scientific. Some of their faces looked vaguely familiar, although it was hard to be absolutely certain.
“Good, keep it just like that, no more clear definition. Adjust travel records, work records, illnesses and absences, try to make a consistency with these appearances and the motions and activities of certain people within each of these spheres. The illusion must possess credibility in order to work.”
“We can adjust video recordings, CCTV, data records and certain transmissions”, said the Narhulan.
“That is excellent, it will provide us with the perfect cover while we proceed to the next stage”, replied Duncan.
The druid thought carefully about what that might be. Both species were concerned about the destructive potential of mankind. How might that potential be reduced and the human race be saved? He wondered what steps should be taken next.June 9, 2020 at 12:02 pm #11025
The druid thought carefully about what that might be. Both species were concerned about the destructive potential of mankind. How might that potential be reduced and the human race be saved? He wondered what steps should be taken next …
At the same, other thoughts crossed his mind. Was he making a big mistake by allying with the Narhulans? What was the Narhulans’ environmental record like? After all, they seemed to possess such advanced technology, he couldn’t help but wonder whether their own planet was an ecological paradise or some kind of synthetic, technological hell sustained only by the manipulation of nature with machines. The again, perhaps he was being too doubtful and, for the time being, the Narhulans did seem to be on “his” side. My enemy’s enemy is my friend, right? Or not? Mac na hOíche’s words were still echoing in his mind – “the Kings of Illusion”; the Narhulans certainly seemed like masters of illusion and now Duncan was playing the same game – a game of deception. Was there a risk of Duncan’s falling into the trap of becoming like the “monster” he was fighting?
Nevertheless, Duncan carried on considering all of his options, realising as well that it would be unwise to let his guard down totally – playing at least some of his cards close to his chest was probably the best option at the moment.
And as for Mac na hOíche, the aged druid had said that Duncan could call on him for help when needed, but how? He hadn’t exactly left a calling card. Would it be wise to seek out Mac na hOíche when the Narhulans were around? How could he send a message to him without anyone finding out?
Dilemmas … dilemmas …June 10, 2020 at 7:25 pm #11052
Duncan realized that it was the Neo-pagans that had caused much of the problem that led to global warming. The Neo-pagans had started out in the 1960s and 70s as a counterculture group, but in making themselves more legitimate, they had become a one world religion where anything goes. They had forsaken and turned their backs on the faerie kingdoms and Celtic Gods and Goddesses. They had lost their way, and forgotten about the otherworld. Duncan pulled a card from his ogam deck to see if it could show him a way, a message from the otherworld. He shuffled the cards, and like the trees roots and rhizomes communicated throughout the enchanted forest, he sought an answer, and pulled the F-Fearn-Alder card. The card meaning Guarding of milk, Shield of war bands, Integrity. Duncan knew what he had to do.
June 12, 2020 at 2:15 am #11089
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Stillness settled on Duncan. He sat calmly in the chair and relaxed his feet, and then legs, and then chest, and arms, and head, and eyes, letting the tension slip away, and he went into an altered state. He let his spirit fly into the past. He had to learn what and how it had happened, how Mac na hOíche had risen to power. He saw images of Mac na hOíche becoming the chief of the ODIANS, a Neo Pagan group, and he saw the ranks of the ODIANS swell, and saw their cult training. None of the ODIANS dare question what they were being told because of peer pressure. And when the psychological brainwashing was completed, the ODIANS would do Any thing for Mac na hOíche. His Neo Pagan group became as powerful as all of the world religions, and the numbers of his cult swelled and swelled. His approval could get a politician elected or thrown out of office. And he used all of the wealth that the ODIANS raised for him in dues to the cult for self enrichment. Greed and power is what Mac na hOíche wanted, more and more wealth. And with this wealth he became friends with the most powerful CEOs in the world. He did not care about the environment, he only cared about making more money from oil and gas. Money made him feel good, powerful, loved. He was in demand to be a guest speaker all over the world. And the Neo pagans worshiped him. He could do no wrong. And he taught the Neo pagans how to make money for him. He told them that if they joined his cult Neo Pagan group that they would be happy and live the good life. With his little carved phallic wand, he would go around blessing them, and they would chant darkly, calling on dark gods to bless them with wealth, for all now had become measured by the size of their bank accounts. A dark round about way.June 12, 2020 at 4:04 am #11090
Awaking from his meditation, Duncan got a cup of herbal tea and then went and got a kevlar lightweight canoe. He would have to go to spout spring stone circle and try to find and answer there. It took him nine weeks to paddle to spout spring stone circle, and ancient North American Indian circle that was fifty miles north west of Washington DC. Duncan pulled the canoe up to the banks of Loch Shenandoah. He got out of the Canoe and purified himself in the waterfall of where spout spring empties into the loch. Walking along the banks of the stream, Duncan came to the ancient stone circle. He felt drawn to the center of the circle, and felt something was buried there, so he he started to dig with his druid staff. Soon he found what had been calling to him, and ancient piece of druid jewelry. How had it gotten there he wondered. When he got up and turned around he saw a Indian. Hello Duncan the Druid said the Indian. I am little big mouse. I have been expecting you. I saw you in dreamtime in a vision. And I have come to help you. “Can you tell me how this piece of druid jewelry got here,” Duncan asked. “Yes,” said the Indian. Legend has it that a long long time ago, my tribe’s medicine men opened up a star gate and five druids came through and visited with us for five days. the druids gave us that piece of druid jewelry and we gave the a round piece of Jasper with a hole in it, and told them to keep it safe for us because it is the stone of higher consciousness, and one day in the future the world would need it. “I know where that stone is,” said Duncan the Druid.”It is on Snowden island, but It would take me at least three years to go and get it and bring it back.” “Then we will have to open the Stargate and send you there,” said the Indian. “but we do not have enough people here to dance the spiral dance that will open the Stargate,” said Duncan. The Indian put a leather pouch in the middle of the stone circle and said “there is another way to open the Stargate. I will use this medicine bag’s power to open it.” The Indian pulled out the contents of the medicine bag and placed them in the center of the circle. He pulled out a wolf skull, an eagle feather, a toad skin, and a snake skin, and a deer antler. Then the started to sing. He sang, “We n’ de ya ho,
We n’ de ya ho
We n’ de ya,
We n’ de ya
Ho, ho ho ho ho
He ya ho he ya
Ya ya ya
And the Star gate appeared in front of them and opened up. Duncan could see a green field on the isle of Snowden on the other side of the star gate, and Duncan quickly stepped through, and felt the green grass of Snowden below his feet.June 12, 2020 at 4:19 am #11091
Awaking from his meditation, Duncan got a cup of herbal tea and then went and got a kevlar lightweight canoe. He would have to go to spout spring stone circle and try to find an answer there. It took him nine weeks to paddle to spout spring stone circle, and ancient North American Indian circle that is fifty miles north west of Washington DC. Duncan pulled the canoe up to the banks of Loch Shenandoah. He got out of the Canoe and purified himself in the waterfall where spout spring empties into the loch. Walking along the banks of the stream, Duncan came to the ancient stone circle. He felt drawn to the center of the circle, and felt something was buried there, so he he started to dig with his druid staff. Soon he found what had been calling to him, and ancient piece of druid jewelry. How had it gotten there he wondered. When he got up and turned around he saw a Indian. Hello Duncan the Druid said the Indian. I am Grey Mouse. I have been expecting you. I saw you in dreamtime in a vision. And I have come to help you. “Can you tell me how this piece of druid jewelry got here?” Duncan asked. “Yes,” said the Indian. Legend has it that a long long time ago, my tribe’s medicine men opened up a star gate and five druids came through and visited with us for five days. the druids gave us that piece of druid jewelry and we gave them in return a round piece of Jasper with a hole in it, and told them to keep it safe for us because it is the stone of higher consciousness, and one day in the future the world would need it. “I know where that stone is,” said Duncan the Druid.”It is on Snowden island, but It would take me at least three years to go and get it and bring it back.” “Then we will have to open the Stargate and send you there,” said the Indian. “but we do not have enough people here to dance the spiral dance that will open the Stargate,” said Duncan. The Indian put a leather pouch in the middle of the stone circle and said “there is another way to open the Stargate. I will use this medicine bag’s power to open it.” The Indian pulled out the contents of the medicine bag and placed them in the center of the circle. He pulled out a wolf skull, an eagle feather, a toad skin, and a snake skin, and a deer antler. Then the started to sing. He sang, “We n’ de ya ho,
We n’ de ya ho
We n’ de ya,
We n’ de ya
Ho, ho ho ho ho
He ya ho he ya
Ya ya ya
And the Star gate appeared in front of them and dilated. Duncan could see a green field on the isle of Snowden on the other side of the star gate, and Duncan quickly stepped through, and felt the green grass of Snowden below his feet.June 12, 2020 at 5:13 am #11092
Duncan the Druid walked to the library where the stone of higher consciousness was kept in an oak display case. As he walked into the library he say the Druid Dowrgi, the leading authority on druid and Celtic languages, sitting in a chair with his nose in a book on Celtic language. Dowrgi was a renowned ancient language scholar, and the is the one everyone went to if they had a question about Celtic languages. But Dowrgi was so into his book that he did not notice Duncan come in. Then Duncan walked to the library desk and said hi to David the Librarian and keeper of the sacred druid totems. David was happy to see Duncan and puzzled about how Duncan got there. So, Duncan told David all about his adventure, and all the while Dowrgi was listening in. When Duncan finished his long story, David went to the display case and got the stone of higher consciousness out and handed it to Duncan. “But how will you get back to the spout spring stone circle,” said Dowrgi. Duncan looked into the oak display case and saw a wolf skull, a toad skin, a snake skin, and an eagle feather. He took the five items out of the case and said follow me, we are going to the stone circle on top of Snowden island. When they got there, Duncan put the five totem items on the ground in the middle of the circle and sang, We n’ de ya ho,
We n’ de ya ho
We n’ de ya,
We n’ de ya
Ho, ho ho ho ho
He ya ho he ya
Ya ya ya
A Stargate appeared and Duncan jumped through it, carrying the stone of higher consciousness in his right hand. Duncan found himself back in the middle of spout spring stone circle, but he also found himself surrounded by Mac na hOíche’s men, and they were pointing guns at him. “Let me have what is in your hand there,” said Mac na hOíche. “Just don’t shoot me, and I will hand it to you,” said Duncan. Duncan walked up to Mac na hOíche and placed the stone in Mac na hOíche’s hand. Mac na hOíche held the stone in is hand for about five minutes, and then said drop your weapons, Duncan is free to go, and then smiling he handed the stone to the man on his left, and each man in turn held the stone as it was passed around the circle, and each man was changed by it. Some men who were addicted to drugs no longer felt a need to do drugs, and all of the men felt that the spell of the ODIANS was lifted. Now each one knew that they had been mislead, and each one knew that they needed to return to the faith of the faeries, and the faith in the Celtic Gods and Goddesses, even Mac na hOíche. Mac na hOíche took the stone back to the CEO board room in Bolden Co. and he let it be passed around the table, so that each CEO got chance to hold it, and each CEO was changed, and they all tried their best from then on to stop the things that are causing global warming.
Here ends the Story of Duncan the Druid………………………………………………………..
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