Synarchy Book 1: The Awakening by DCS (some good books to read TXT) 📕

their superior knowledge of genetics, tinker with us and make themselves a working class to do the mining for them, resulting in the current human.”
Derek began rubbing his temples as if such action would jumpstart his brain into understanding, but he remained silent.
“Fuck, is the Tooth Fairy real too?” Abe tossed his hands into the air.
“Probably, Abe.” Shirley pulled a chair over, sitting down next to them. “Really, it’s not that impossible, guys. Sumer appeared out of nowhere. They show up right after the Stone Age and are incredibly advanced. Their knowledge of astronomy was amazing. They accurately recorded where the planets were in our solar system and what they looked like, right down to the color and the rings around Jupiter. They claim the Anunnaki taught them how to do it. The interesting thing is the Sumerians never called them Gods. They were teachers, geneticists, kingmakers, etc. They weren’t worshiped, they were worked for, the correct translation of the word.”
Derek just stared at her, then over at Abe’s computer. He didn’t know what to think anymore. The world was spinning and suddenly the reality he had existed in his entire life was not what he thought it was. “Okay,” he started slowly, “I’ll agree it’s not that impossible. Statistically speaking, space is so infinitely large that there is probably one if not hundreds of planets that exist somewhere out there, hosting life probably more intelligent than us,” he slowly reasoned. “But, aliens on Earth?”
Abe didn’t comment yet, trading glances with the two.
“Well, why not?” Shirley said, dropping the research papers she printed out on the table top. “Sumerians were a highly intelligent civilization. Why does it make any sense for modern science to simply pass off as myth where they got their knowledge just because they claim it was from beings from another planet? That makes us rather ignorant, don’t you think?”
Derek didn’t respond, a strained thoughtful expression on his face. Then again, Menes had three strands of DNA, a modern marvel. It seemed today, anything was possible in the world.
“Do you know what Menes meant when he said Ascension?” Shirley cocked her head, looking at the two of them.
Abe answered. “I’ve heard of it, you can’t help it nowadays with all the New Age conspiracy theorists running around. Love, light, the higher self and all that.”
Shirley laughed. “Close, but we can do better than that. We’re all familiar with Quantum Mechanics, right?”
Both Derek and Abe nodded. Derek spoke up. “What does that have to do with this Ascen-sion?”
“Everything, if you can connect the dots.” Shirley gave them a tired smile. Later she’d have to call her grandmother and thank her for being that strange New Ager all these years. It was making it easier for her to see the relationship between seemingly unparallel things. “We all know there are some weird things that go on when you study the quantum world. On the sub atomic level it is showing that all things are connected. Basically, we are all one. So far so good?”
Derek mulled over this a moment then nodded. “All right.”
Abe shrugged his shoulders. “Sounds good.”
“That is what the ‘crazy’ New Agers have been trying to tell us all along. Ascension on an individual level is the process of activating the energy portals in the body called Charkas. There are a hundred different ways to do this, however, no matter how you spin the process of getting there all teach that we as humans create our own reality. What is in our heads is then reflected in the world around us. In a very literal sense we are creators of reality.”
“Oh c’mon, give me a break. You’re telling me that thinking happy happy joy thoughts is going to make my world a bunch of roses?” Abe rolled his eyes.
“Well, it’s a start, but there’s a better way to explain it.” Shirley looked amused at the expression on Abe’s face. “Quantum basics show us that electrons can act like both a particle and a wave. But what’s really fascinating is that how they act is all dependant upon whether or not someone is watching.”
Abe dragged his hands over his face, sitting up a little in his chair. “I’ve seen that experiment. When no one is paying attention, electrons don’t have a measurable location, they are everywhere.”
“Probability fields.” Shirley added.
“Right, fine. Probability fields. But that can’t have anything to do with the pot smoking hippies meditating and saying we are all one, spirituality. It just makes sense that on that sub atomic level we are all made up of the same stuff. That doesn’t make it mystical.”
“Yes, but the science and mysticism are linked up Abe,” Shirley argued. “Unobserved and unmeasured electrons are nothing but probabilities, little pockets of energy waiting for something to tell them what to do. As soon as we peek at them, the probabilities all collapse into one. The wave becomes a particle again, acting exactly like we expect it too.”
Derek frowned lightly, letting his mind process what Shirley was telling them. It was hard to come to grips with the notion that science might be proving an idea as radical as humans ascending. “You’re saying that we can affect the very building blocks of reality with what, thought?”
“Yes.” Shirley nodded vigorously. “David Bohm was Einstein’s protégé and his view of Quantum Mechanics also supports the theory that we are all connected. When you look at it from that perspective, things like physic phenomena don’t sound so fantastical either. If we are all connected, then that means our brains are too. Which means a mind reader is simply getting information they should already know because nothing truly separates us. To move through this “physic” space, you have to go inward instead of outward, such as described in medative practices. When you have those moments of “englightment” what you’re really doing is getting a glimpse of the quantum world, which is wholeness and the very fabric of reality.”
Derek and Abe remained silent, obviously trying to wrap their minds around all this.
“Did you know that Nicola Tesla and Rene Descartes claim inspiration for their discoveries through dreams and visions? Or maybe they were just experiencing the quantum realm. Doesn’t sound so off base when you phrase it like that,” Shirley said.
“Looks like we got a glimpse of it ourselves then,” Derek commented referring to the dreams they had all had that started them on this crazy journey.
Shirley smiled. “Have you ever heard of Masaru Emoto?”
Both Derek and Abe shook their heads no.
“Masaru is a Japanese researcher and he did experiments on how words affect water. His findings are incredible.” Shirley grabbed the papers off the table top and began shuffling through them as she spoke. “He put water in jars, attached different phrases to each, froze them, then took pictures of the water crystals with a microscope. In every single experiment, the words put on the jars affected the water. Meaning…” Shirley stopped when she found a picture she was looking for and held it up. “Beautiful, right? He put the words I love you on this one.” She waited a moment then showed them another. “This looks like it was taken out of the dirty Potomac River, right? Wrong. Same water. He just wrote I hate you on this one.”
Derek reached out and took the printout to inspect it closer. “Oh, that’s just weird.”
Abe held out his hand and took a few other printouts from Shirley, slowly flipping through them. “Wow.” He shook his head then looked back up at Shirley. “What does this have to do with the present conversation?”
Shirley grinned at him. “Water comprises more than seventy percent of the human body. So doesn’t it make sense to reason that if words affect water, we can affect our bodies with the same?”
Abe was silent at first, the wheels in his head spinning almost out of control. Finally he said, “Fine. Say I dig all this crap. I can affect my body with the power of my mind, and somehow create my own reality, not just be affected by it. So are all humans going to magically Ascend before the next winter solstice unless the aliens from Planet X stop us?”
Derek almost laughed. This all sounded like the plot of a bad science fiction movie. But the deeper they got into this, the more plain scientifically reasoned facts were standing in the way of them passing it off as nonsense.
“We might. Unless we don’t find the Cave of Creation in time,” Shirley said. “Oh, by the way. Do what thou will, love is law? That was a phrase that is used to sum up the Law of Thelema, revived by famous occultist Aleister Crowley.”
Derek blinked in surprise at that. Then something seemed to jog his memory because he snapped his fingers. “That’s right. He wrote the Book of Law, apparently under guidance from some voice over his shoulder when he was in Egypt.”
Abe eyeballed the two of them, and then sighed. “Why do I suddenly feel like everything I know is wrong?”
The phone at Derek’s hip exploded into musical noise, startling him. Shirley looked over at him when he jumped, her sleepy brown eyes taking on a note of concern. She reached out, briefly and silently touching his arm in small comfort.
Derek cast her a small reassuring smile as he pulled the phone from his belt and looked down at the caller id. “It’s Grams.” Grams was the affectionate nickname they had given to Angela Knoxx. She was a sixty-two year old neuroscientist with additional studies in Anthropometry, still went spelunking and sky diving any chance she got and showed no signs of slowing down any time soon. She was also Shirley’s grandmother. Angela and the last two members of their team had gone to Piedras Negras in Guatemala. Derek flipped open the phone and pressed a button to bring her face onto the LCD screen.
“We were getting worried about you guys,” Derek said.
A mud streaked, wrinkled, but still elegantly beautiful face looked back at him. The pair of spectacles seemed to sharpen the intelligent stare of her green eyes. A wide brimmed straw hat perched on her head and she was smiling with barely suppressed excitement. “You’ll never believe what we found, lovey.”
Derek had to laugh when he heard her, even Abe and Shirley chuckled. “Try us.”

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