1.

Staring back down at the Jackson Hole, Royer felt his conscious mind raise a level higher as he admired the grandiose view.    He quickly stared back out at the clouds rolling in from the left and tried to remember the seven steps his father told him to connect to the unity that is.    First is to admire the beauty of all that is.  Secondly thank those who make you what your are..   Next . Pick a cloud and work it.  

Royer looked up and eyed the largest and fluffiest of a small group of clouds floating playfully above him.   He freed his mind and as he had done on numerous occasions as a teen in Westview, and imagined it shrinking.  He watched closely as the cloud pulsated larger and smaller with each breath until its edges started to collapse in on each other.  As it slowly shriveled, Royer felt a little sad, realizing that the cloud he had picked had seemed very happy carelessly  floating in the peacefully sky.   So on the spur of the moment he decided to restore it to its normal size.   As it slowly grew, Royer was almost pulled out of his physical body as his spiritual awareness rose  higher and higher. He took in a deep breath with each pulse of energy he felt flow threw his body.  On cue the leaves in the trees started to rustle gently as the still air behind him swelled into a stout breeze.  The cloud now seemed to overshadow the second largest in the group like a Blue Whale closing in on  a minnow.   Only as it expanded so did its playfulness.   It seemed to be almost smiling as it absorbed its fellow comrades into its womb. 

Honor her, for she is your strength….   Royer remembered , prompting a new pang of sorrow as he as he missed Gina by his side.   He had come to realize over the past several days, that she had become an integral part of his inner strength, helping him find his true self and never letting his mind run astray with the pressures of what was to be.  But most importantly one single glimpse of her soulful smile would instantly release any tensions he held in his body and on his mind with a smooth blanket of tranquil bliss.    Not to mention her playful giggle, which was music to his ears when ever he was down.

”Don’t be such a silly nilly”

He looked up hoping with all hope that she was miraculously standing on the ledge with him.    Only it wasn’t Gina’s physical body that was with him it was here angelic image enshrined by light shinning through the cloud he had created.   

Royer closed and rubbed his eyes hard, praying that it was not a mirage, but that she was truly coming through the clouds to talk to him like God must have spoken to Noah, or Mufassa to Simba.

“It’s me silly.   Don’t have my physical body anymore, so had to get a bit creative, and you like a pro just happened to open the door by picking me out of all the other clouds in the sky to pour your energy into.”

“What….”

“No time for questions sweetie, need to fill you in on few things before I start to dissipate.”

“Like what?” Royer asked.

“Time is short, so here’s so I am going to lay a few things out for you.   First off you are to meet up with Hector and Patti.”

“Where?”  Royer asked.

“Galilee.  You will find Hector wandering up on Mount Hermon. And Patti will seek you out.

“ Then what?” Royer asked.

“Then its time” Gina answered and suddenly swelled out of her playful fun cloud form to stretch across the entire skyline, while darkening to a deep gray tone.    Royer felt the breeze behind him swell to a howling wind and watch as dueling lightening bolts from deep inside Gina’s womb lit up a giant movie screen in front of him.   Images formed on the screen showing a two men and a woman standing on a beach watching as dark clouds rolled in from the sea.   Floating above the black clouds, like a bloated beach ball was a blood red moon.

Royer was flooded with a sense of Déjà vu as he watched the image from his childhood nightmares come to life in the sky above him, realizing that the black clouds were not a  clouds at all but an empty void eating through the world like acid on tissue paper.

Then he noticed that from way above the  red moon in the midst of pure blackness was a single star faintly glowing to a slow and steady pulse.

2.

“Where are we?” Hector asked groggily as he started to gain some vision though the blinding light.

“Home” Patti said.

“New Mexico?” Hector asked still a bit disorientated as he sat up.

“No, I mean we are back in our earthly realm.   Not quite sure where you brought us, but it seems we are on a snow covered mountain ridge and to be honest with you I am still kind of dressed for the beach.”

Hector looked Patti over, and then their surrounding and smiled at the fact that she was kneeling in the snow beside him dressed in a Turquoise tie dyed cotton sun dress darkened across her chest  from what he assumed was a wet bathing suit underneath.

“Did I call you out of a vacation.”

Patti smiled. “ Was  Actually looking for you, but took a little detour that Frank had set up for me.”

Hector just looked at her a little confused.

“Sorry, forgot you have been out of it for a bit.   Frank is someone who was attending the retreat and he had channeled some knowledge of your unfortunate demise.”

Once again, Hector ran the vision through his mind of the three MPs busting through his door, pointing their guns at his head and the split second of seeing bullets suspended in air before everything went blank.

“ I’m sorry to be so flippant about it, it must have been awful” , Patti said upon seeing the pain and grief on Hector’s face as he replayed  the same nightmare that haunted his every waking minute for the past eternity.  

“Don’t be” Hector said  kindly “ Its great to be back.  So where is this Frank”

 “He stayed back to guide Julia.”

“So what else has happened since I have been away.” Hector asked.

Patti went on to explain about the nuclear attacks, Julia’s death, Father John’s Ascension.  Royer’s chore ahead and the current state of the union.

“I feel so bad.”  Hector said grimly “I Know that I am the one who triggered this whole god awful chain reaction, and I was just trying to prevent it to begin with.”

“Nonsense.” Patti said, we all know that it was a political scheme  to drive the price of oil and bankrupt the world, gone awry.

“Yeah but that would have been recoverable over time.  I decided to come up with some cockamamie idea that we could rip a whole in the universe and end life as we know it and more importantly as we don’t know it. “

“What do you mean cockamamie idea?”  Patti asked, wheels spinning.

Hector stood up and started to pace in the ankle high snow.   Looking down to notice he was still wearing the same jeans and wrinkled wool blazer he had on when he was shot.    “I mean,  if life is an illusion, at least the physical attributes of it anyway, and I am the one to mingle in physical attributes, than everything I create would be an illusion anyway, perfectly harmless to eternal life as it stands.”

“You mean if you blow up the world.  Those who still want to play the game would simply be reborn into a new world and those who had enough would ascend to a higher knowledge”

“Exactly.”  Hector said, “But say that I was so full of my self that I not only create some mysterious black whole thing-a-ma-jiggie, but hand it over to the those playing to oil game so we can continue with the end of the world masquerade, and then……”

“But Hector you didn’t hand over the formula.  You tried to steal it back and they tracked you down and shot you dead.”  Patti interrupted.

“That was all part of the martyr suicide game I was playing.   Create the damn thing.  Feel terrible about it that I could not face to play the game of life anymore and then will the bad guys to me to put me out of my misery while continuing the game of ending the world.”

“Hector, please,”

“Patti, listen to yourself.  You know I am right, and if you are just trying to spare my feelings, I am at peace with myself for doing all that.  We are all given roles to play when we enter the game of life and I was just playing mine.   But here’s the kicker.   When we all hooked up, for some silly reason, we took it to the next level  with our harbingers of doom.   We created an absolute feeling a dredge that the whole universe that is quickly draining the universal energy pool and most likely creating the parallel out comes not only for this playground but all the playgrounds in the universe.

“I think that’s what Royer was trying to warn me about logically”  Patti cried out starting to grasp the severity of their actions as a whole “ I just couldn’t get a good read on what my intuition was saying or for some reason or another just didn’t want to listen to it.

“When did this happen.”

“When you came back to speak at the gathering.   Royer tried to warn me that Maybe we were the ones who were going to trigger the cosmic blip by eluding to it in the first place.”

“Sort of like the same test that we all seemed to fail.” Hector agreed.

“Because maybe we all part of the same… OH… MY ….GOD!!!!”  Patti screamed.

3.

Royer stared out the window from seat 14A on  British Airways flight 163 to Tel Aviv.     With the US proclaiming war on the virtually the entire middle east, making arrangements to get to Israel was not easy.  He managed to arrange a round trip flight to London, and a couple days later under a British Passport,he acquired for a handsome price  on the seedy side of the East End, he booked a flight to Tel Aviv.  

Tired of staring fruitlessly  at the clouds below, in  desperate hope that Gina’s Image would once again appear through the clouds, Royer moved his attention to the setting sun.

He was  captivated as its magnificent Hue slowly shifted from burnt orange to a deep red.

            “That’s it.” He said aloud, suddenly realizing how he was going to paint the moon red.   First he would set it on the Horizon so it would look ten times larger than normal and Then he would turn it from white to orange to deep red as if it were the sun setting.

            “What’s it, dear.” The old woman sitting in 14c  asked.

            Royer turned to see her looking curiously at him.   Judging from the texture of her leathery skin and the way the deep lines from her forehead blended perfectly into the extruded crows nests around her eyes, like fat worms forming a series of Vs down the side of her head, Royer pit her to be in her early 90s.  

            “Sorry,  I  was just able to visualize a solution to a problem I have been pondering for some time.” He answered finally noticing her baby blue eyes  sitting peacefully beneath the wrinkles like two serene pools reflecting a cloudless summer sky.

            “Sometimes the answers to your questions are right in front of you the whole time.”   She said.

            “Exactly”  Royer answered, now mesmerized by her gorgeous eyes.     He felt a deep calm wash over his body as he imagined himself diving through the tranquil blue waters straight into her peaceful soul.  “And sometimes  they are just a seat or two away.”

            She smiled.  “Exactly.   Now what seems to be on your mind.”

            “Long story.:   Royer said.

            “Try me.   We still have about three hours before we touch down, R.B..”

             Royers heart pounded like a big oil drum tumbling down a hill, as he wondered how this complete stranger knew a nickname only a one other had ever called him and one he had not heard in fifteen years.

            “Excuse me, what did you say.” He asked cautiously hoping that his mind was playing games and that this woman was not some sort of magician who could pull thoughts from the depths of his mind and hold them out for everyone to see.

            She smiled wryly knowing what he was asking but playing naive replied “I said we have some time before we touch down so why not start from the beginning.”

            “No, I mean what did you call me.”

            “I called you R.B.  If you are uncomfortable with that, I can call you Velcro, or Royer or Roy, or Mr. Brown.   Which ever you prefer.”

            Now Royer felt as he was hit in the back of the head by a 2x4 as he tried to comprehend how a woman he never met before knew so much about him.

            “I know physically we had never met before” she continued “but time is short and you have not been taking any of my subtle hints so, I was granted permission to make an appearance in hopes that we can set some things straight, before it is all too late.”

            “What?” Royer asked still completely dazed.

            “I said  I am here to help set you back on the right path so you can achieve the destiny you have been seeking since the beginning of time.”

            “Who are you and how do you know so much about me.” Royer asked.

            “My name is Angela. Angela Gaurdier, and I have been with you most of your lives to help guide you the right way.” She said graciously.

            “Angela Guardier.” Royer repeated “As in Guardian Angel?”

            “Bingo!   And I thought I was going to have to spell everything out for you.   Now can we get to the bottom of things so we can plan out a corrective strategy to this whole end of the world thing?”

4.

“Oh, My God, what?” Hector asked as nervously.

“I have a weird feeling I know what this is all about.”  Patti said leading Hector to his feet. “But lets talk on our way down to that town down there. I’m a bit cold and would like to get into some shelter.

“Of course.’ Hector said looking down the small group of houses a few thousand feet downhill “ Doesn’t look that far, think it might be a ski resort or something.”

Hector guided her down a steep ridge for a while until they hit a flat surface of snow on a ten percent grade, where he felt they could walk and talk for a while uninterrupted by dangerous terrain. “So tell me about this theory of yours.”

“O.k., but first you tell me your thoughts on what the universal consciousness is.”

“Some believe that it is a single god and when you connect in prayer you are relaying the conversation through your thoughts.  Others believe that it is ones own consciousness on another plane.”

“Meaning?”  Patti prodded.

“Say your body is asleep and your are dreaming, but some how your mind becomes awake in the middle of your dream and can freely talk and guide its dream persona.  Well some people think that life is just a dream and you can help guide yourself through it by listening and taking the advice of your conscious mind that simply a culmination of all your life past, present, future and eternal.”

“And which do you believe” Patti asked.

“A little of both.   I believe that the consciousness is ones own but also part of a godly conscious.”  Hector labored.

“How so.” 

“Just like the ocean is made up of millions of droplets.   Each droplet has its own purpose, but ultimately it is part of the ocean.   I think that we are all part of Gods consciousness, and we live out thousands of lives to help our  individual selves and our collective self grow.  Now why do you ask?

“Because that has always been my theory on life.   But what if it has more of a biblical sense about it.”

“What do you mean?”

“In the bible the devil and all demons were just angels who took a walk on the wild side and were banished from heaven.”   Patti explained “So if your theory that all souls are a fragment of Gods consciousness, then all evil souls are therefore a fragment of Gods consciousness also.”

“I suppose you are right” Hector agreed.

“So what if this whole battle of good and evil, is just a struggle that God is having with himself.   And when he frees his mind of all that is evil he in effect is banishing all the evil fragments of his consciousness from existents.  Thus the visions of the black void.”

“But that would mean that since we had those visions, we had experienced them in the future.   Which according to your theory means we are extensions of the devil?”

“I prefer Gods darker side.”

“But Patti, we are not evil, we are on the good side trying to prevent all this from happening.”

“I don’t think that evil necessarily has to do with purposely harming others or yourself.  It could be truly unintended or grossly mistrued”

“How so.” Hector asked.

“I don’t think that all evil people realize that they are doing evil things, or at least they must think that they are doing it for the greater good.   For example I am sure that Hitler did not say, what can I do to be totally bad.   He probably had a vision of creating a better world and the means justified the ends.”

“Surely you are not comparing us to Hitler.” Hector clamored.

“Not so to say, but we are practicing in his methods.”

“What?!”

“Evil is truly just an extension of Fear.   And you have to admit, who better to teach and install fear into all of mankind than a group of people who preach the end of the world and back it up with magical powers, such as turning the moon red or bringing hell upon the world by ripping a whole through the sky and sucking out all life as we know it.’
            “Ouch, that hurts” Hector said offended.

“Stop being so sensitive.   We were destined for this roll and have lived it over a million times in a million different scenarios.”  Patti retorted.

“Meaning we are just playing a role and can not change our fate?”  Hector asked.

“No, quite the contrary” Patti replied  “I think that through out time, and remember time is a constant with past, present and future just variations of intentions.  Anyway, through out time we have been given the chance to save ourselves from being banished from Gods mind and loosing our ability to have conscious intentions.   But we continually fail at this mission and get banished anyway.”

“Mission or test?.”  Hector asked.

“Yes, I believe you are right sir.  We are being tested to see if we can cast away fear and join God in his glory.

5.

“Still not quite sure how you want me to build the bridge down to earth” John asked Gina as they watched thousands continue to descend down the other end of the rainbow.

“John, I am surprised you still have doubts.  You know that any problem is solved by simply applying good intentions toward it, just like Jenny did with this Rainbow.”

“Now how did you bring all these fine souls here to begin with.?”

“That was easy, I just imagined the world on the other end of the rainbow and they followed me there.

“Well couldn’t you just go back and bring the rest?” Gina asked, like a teacher would pose a problem to a student.

“Of course I thought of that” John answered, “But how would I get back and forth.  I thought there was a moratorium on dream skipping?

“Oh that.” Gina said sheepishly “ I am sorry for putting that intention in to motion.   My earthly self was filled with fear and with all the skipping Royer was doing I guess deep down I thought it would be better if he couldn’t … you know how it is.  Anyway, if you haven’t noticed the restriction has been lifted.   You and everyone else are free to go as you choose”

“Great.  So what’s the next step?
            “Quite simply go back and grab as many as you can and bring them back to the staging grounds you set up.   There you can teach them to free them selves of their fears and join us hear.   But you must be prudent, because once the world collapse we must have enough on our side to outbalance the ones we loose so we can pool  together and draw them in and we all can be as one again.  Do you follow?”

“I think so.”  John replied “ you are saying that all that are here are sure of their ways and those that are not are lost, and if there are more who are certain then are lost than it is easier to help pool resources to find the lost souls.”

“Exactly, only those who you bring to your world will join those who are lost if we don’t immediately abolish there fears.”

“So how do we do that?” John asked curiously.

“You all ready set the plan with Royer, now its time to go out and execute it.”

6.

“Is this Royer Brown?”  Royer heard through the hiss of static as he picked up his cell in the baggage terminal, at Ben Guiron International.

 “Yes how can I help you.”

“Royer, My name is John Kenner, I am a friend of your Mothers.”

“John Kenner, the author?” Royer asked as he tried to place the name with a face.

“Yes, that would be me, but I am calling about your mother.”

“Of course,   Is something wrong.”

There was silence for a minute.   “Royer.   Your mother Hotel collapse in the earthquake and we have not been able to locate her yet, I just thought you should know.”

“What?  What earthquake. What Hotel.   Where are you.”

“I’m sorry, I’m still a bit frazzled.   I thought she told you where about our trip to Japan, and I assumed you heard about the quakes.”

Now Royer had to compose himself before he went off in a frantic rage.   “Mr. Kenner, I have not talked to my mother in months.    Our relationship has been strained since I ran away as a kid.   Outside of the occasional Holiday pleasantry, I do not speak hear from her that much. Now where in Japan are you and how bad was this quake or quakes you are talking about.

“We came to Toykyo for a conference I had and were to marry this weekend.  We were staying at the ParkHyatt Toykyo.  The quake was 9.5.     Thousands of people had been able to escape the Hotel, so I am optimistic, but have not been able to find your mother for the past eleven hours and thought you should know.

“I will try to get out there and help you find her,  How can I reach you when I arrive” Royer asked.

“I don’t think that you will be able to get into Japan.   Like I said things are getting crazy and we are a bit cut off from the rest of the world now, but …..”  

“John?   John are you there.” Royer asked as the static cleared from his phone and he realized he dropped the call.

He left the baggage terminal and walked up to the information counter where he asked the attendant.  Do you know what is going on in Japan?

She looked at him a little scared and said in broken English:   “Last night there were simulataneous earthquakes in Toykyo, New Delhi, Naples and Mexico City.   They are saying now it may have something to do with terrorism, something to do with nuclear weapons from Pakistan and North Korea.  

“What are you talking about.  They were earth quakes.”

“Not quite sure sir.  But the Prime Minister is considering closing all international airports Like Japan and the US have already.   So I suggest you try to book a flight out if you are trying to get some where.”

“No.  Nothing I can do about it now.  I have bigger fish to fry.   Thanks for the info.”  He said as he walked back to grab his bag.   There would be time to worry about his mother later,   but for now he knew the best thing he could do was get to Mount Hermon and find Hector before it was too late.  It seems that everything is moving up according to John’s visions.

Of course they are.  It’s just like the merry-go-round theory. A voice in his head said.

7.

“Yes a Merry Go Round”  Patti said as Hector brought her a hot cup of tea from the lodge bar.

“You stirred my interest, how is Life like a merry go round.”

 “Imagine if you will a very large merry go round that can fit a 100 or so people, only these people are all you from age 1 through 100.  As it is spinning very fast, if you look outside of your little area on the merry go round everything would be blurry and get you dizzy”

“But if you kept your focus inside you little spot, things would appear clear and you would not feel queasy.” Hector agreed, starting to see where she was going.

“Right. So you would tend not to look across the middle to see what the older you was doing., But what if you had an inkling that the other you was there, how could you reach out.”

“I could call and see if there was an answer.” Hector said.

“And that is what we do when we pray or meditate.  Since time is not linear we are living our entire life all at once.  Only we can not see what is not in our present time because it is spinning too fast.  But if we concentrate we can reach out and talk to the ourselves in another time continuum and get premonitions, and thoughts of what is going to happen or clearer memories of what has.:

“And visions.   Foreseeing the future like John did?” Hector asked.

“Yes.  How do you get a clear vision when you watch something spin real fast like the blades on a fan?”

“You can blink in time with them and they will seem motionless.”

“Yes it is kind of like that.  If you look across your merry go round and blink you can sometimes catch a vision of what is happening to you at a later point.

“Why not dream skip to future?” Hector asked.

“Not quite sure of the logistics, but when we dream skip we are merely changing our material surroundings by mental intention, thus we remain in the time continuum our minds maintain”

“could we not then intend to change continuums?” Hector pressed on.

“Yes, I have heard stories of those who have experienced something we call Time Quivers.  Seems to be a cross between dream skipping and taking a blink shot of the future, only it is rumored that those who make the passage never come back.”

“If no one returns how do you know?” Hector asked.

“Mostly hearsay, but the stories all seem to concur, the is a quiver in the scenery described as heat wave on a hot summer highway where it looks like the road is made of rubber bending up and down. And then there is a burst of light and the person who was doing the blinking vaporizes as if pulled instantly through the quiver”

“If nobody who ever left came back, has there been someone from another point in time jump into this one.”

“None that I am aware of, but that is a good question Hector, we should look into it.”

8.

The roar of the crowd was just starting to simmer, but the excitement seemed to grow reciprocally.  Bobby sat nervously on the bench, only slightly aware of the congratulatory play of the game pats and high fives he was receiving from numerous team members.  Instead he tuned in to the growing sensation that engulfed the stadium like a heavy San Francisco fog on a winter’s morning.  The sensation that something BIG was going to happen.

He sat quietly, watching Dave Elskin take his practice kicks in to the net on the side lien, trying to avoid the gnawing feeling that seventy thousand fans staring down at him trying to pick his mind of the answer.  What’s going to happen, Bobby? It’s more than just a game isn’t it?  Its something extraordinary, but what? Fess up, we know you know?

It was exactly as Velcro and Gina had said it would be.  Exactly how they planned it, but more importantly exactly as he had dreamed it would be right down to the second.  Thirty-Five seconds left in regulation of a tie game. The charges driving down field for an apparent winning touch down. Bobby, forcing the Sack-Fumble and running the ball all the way back the 12 yard line, with less than two seconds, left. Just enough time for Dave to come out for the sure-so chipper to win the game. BUT. NO! It’s blocked, picked up and run back for the Charger TD.  It’s what Royer called the old: Their going to win- no we’re going to win- OH NO they won, bait and switch routine, guaranteed to grab the attention needed to bring everyone to awareness.

As Bobby surveyed Dave taking his position, he noticed that this real life drama was starting to look more and more like the dream.  Not just in terms of story line, but more so in total look and feel. It felt like a dream- almost surreal

“That’s because it is a Dream”  a voice form inside his head said. “You need to wake up.   WAKE UP NOW!!!”

“No its not.  It’s what Royer calls Mass Déjà vu..    I just feel this way because I am out of sync with reality”.   He answered the voice

“While that may be true. This is a dream and the reason you feel that way is because you are connected to your conscious mind and aware at the same time you are only dreaming.

“Prove it” Bobby demanded.

“Well for one thing, you have not seen Royer since he ran away all those years ago. And for another because of all the turmoil with the war recently this years football season has been suspended.”

“But.. But” Bobby tired to answer but could not come up with a logical explination.  Everything was so lucidly clear.  He could scan the entire crowd of seventy thousand people and make out each individual face, almost read their minds as he did.

Johnny in seat 17, Row V, Section 21 fears something bad is going to happen.

Melisa James in the upper deck behind the goal posts wishes her husband Frank had been able to come.

Stud Jackson up in the press box rubs his eyes, fearing the drink he had at the pre-game party was going to his head and he would start slurring his words when they cut back from commercial.

But through all the voices and thought running through his head, a familiar one stood out loud and clear:  That’s it Bobby, Stay connected. You will be the focal point for everyone who wants to make the jump.

 Bobby turned back toward the special box seats behind the bench wand smiled at Royer, who nodded once, and then disappeared.  Not into the crowd and not a now you see him now you don’t magic trick. He just slowly faded away, smiling back as he did.

Bobby stared at the empty seat for a quick moment and then looked up at the sky. 

Its time he thought as he watched the stars meld together.  He closed his eyes, and once again heard the sweet but urgent voice in his head:  “WAKE UP!!!”

9.

            Bobby opened his eyes and looked out upon the bluest lake waters he had ever observed.   The waters natural beauty was only dwarfed by the emerald green aura of the tree line coast that seemed to add the perfect contrast to the complimentary blue sky.   He watched the leaves blow gently in the breeze as he sat on the sandy shore lotus style.

            “Namaste” a sweet voice said to him that he immediately recognized as the voice in his head from his dream.

He looked over to see the most naturally beautiful women he had ever seen in his entire life.    He could not immediately make out her nationality but assumed she was an island girl.  Her pure black long silky hair perfectly draped her nicely toned golden brown skin.   Her slightly slanted large dark chocolate eyes held his glance without even the slightest urge to peek down at the white lily lei that covered her bare chest.

            “Where are we?” Bobby asked.

            “In calmness of your heart” she replied.

            “And you are?”

            “Just a ripple in the stream of your conscious: 

            “Calmness of my heart… steam in my conscious?  Are you saying That I am still dreaming?”

            “We are always dreaming , Kaimi.”

            “But these dreams seem so real.” Booby answered,

            “That is because you are aware you are dreaming, So you are alive and free to enjoy the dream you are flowing through. Besides, you soon will have been here before.”

            “Soon will have been here?  What exactly does that mean?”  Bobby asked.

            “You will remember, that this is where you would have taken Royer and Gina after the Game you just dreamt about if they had chosen another path.

            “I knew that dream had seemed so familiar.  I had lived it through another reality, hadn’t “  Bobby demanded.

            “You would had”

            “Yes would had.  So how far off in this would had in another reality.”

            “Why at the onslaught of the Galactic Shift of course”

            “Galtactic Shift?” Bobby questioned

            “Yes, when the universe realigns to make way for the new consciousness.”

            “I’m not following you.”

            She smiled and replied “It will all be clear soon.  For now find your friend, Royer and let him know he is on the right track, if we want to remain on track for the great event.”

            Bobby stood up and started pacing back and forth in the sand, finally saying:

“I’m sorry, I don’t even know your name, let alone where to find a friend I haven’t seen in ten years.”

            “You can call me Maya if you want to, and You will find your friend when you wake up.”