by
TS
Caladan
Dedicated
to
Superman
(El)
and
the
spark
that
starts
everything<
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0.
Why
write
'inspiration'?
1.
Why
were
we
allowed
to
examine
the
anomaly
on
Mercury?
2.
Was
the
alien
film-record
real?
3.
What
was
the
purpose
of
the
monolith
on
Mercury?
4.
What
exactly
was
viewed
in
the
film-record,
Book
One?
5.
Are
we
the
Archons?
6.
How
was
the
future
changed?
7.
Veritas~
0.
Why
write
'inspiration'?
Because
it
was
fun:
to
see
where
I
can
fly
in
thoughts,
dreams
and
imaginings.
I
love
creating
universes
and
then
playing
in
them.
My
stories
are
movies
to
me.
I
see
them
clearly
in
my
mind,
like
on
a
screen.
I
begin
with
only
a
few,
small
"seeds"
or
interesting
ideas
that
excite
me.
As
I
pen
these
words
at
the
moment,
I've
sketched
the
Questions
as
chapter
titles
and
I
have
some
vague
concept
of
a
story
with
a
punchline
of
an
ending...
But
that's
it!
I
don't
know
what
the
hell
is
going
to
happen!
I
can't
wait
to
find
out.
But
I
know
something
marvelous
will
definitely
happen.
That's
the
good
magic
to
me,
the
childlike
joy
and
fun
of
inspiration,
exploration
and
creation.
I
let
the
characters
and
storylines
take
me
and
I
FLY~
It's
freedom
to
me
and
certainly
ESCAPISM
from
a
cruel
and
angry
real
world.
Maybe
I'll
take
my
time
(this
time),
input
many
of
my
beliefs/theories
and
continue
a
style
of
writing
fiction
and
fantasy,
which
always,
in
some
sense,
mirrors
the
real
world?
"Science-Faction."
Maybe
I
use
fiction
to
poke
fun
at
(attack)
the
Royals?
As
well
we
should.
My
way
of
tilting
at
windmills
and
carrying
on
the
good
fight
inside
the
madness?
Possibly,
its...therapy.
Or
is
it
simply
trying
to
open
eyes
and
awake
minds
and
also
have
a
bloody
laugh
along
the
way?
Can't
wait
to
return
to
writing
the
story
and
the
act
of
producing
images,
other
places,
people,
storylines,
painting
canvases
in
my
mind.
Leaving.
If
'inspiration'
has
a
lesson,
moral
or
message...
It
would
be:
Never
believe
you
are
'top
dog,'
the
Master
of
the
Universe
or
King.
There's
always
an
undiscovered
level
above
your
level.
The
new
truth
to
come
will
shock
the
hell
out
of
you!
Also...
Never
serve
the
Devil.
He'll
break
every
contract,
and
eventually,
he'll
bite
you
in
the
ass!
It
is
better
to
serve
in
Heaven
than
it
is
to
serve
in
Hell.
(Where
do
you
think
you
are,
boys
and
girls?).
1.
Why
were
we
allowed
to
examine
the
anomaly
on
Mercury?
Surprisingly,
the
Council
has
permitted
or
invited
a
Company
"science"
vessel
[Roara]
to
investigate
a
white
structure
on
the
planet
Mercury
that
has
stood
inside
the
Brahms
Crater
for
millenniums.
The
crew
consisted
of
Admiral
Benson,
Captain
Hester
Mann,
Lieutenant
Tony
West
and
the
android
and
ship's
computer:
"Sim,"
a
super-assimilator
or
walking
computer.
The
Company
(Illuminati)
jumped
at
the
chance
to
further
explore
the
Solar
System.
Any
investigation
of
space
the
"power
elite"
on
Earth
was
allowed,
they
took
with
great
enthusiasm,
fantastic
(suppressed)
technology
and
unlimited
funds.
Only
"baby
steps"
had
been
permitted
by
the
Council,
previously.
As
of
2018,
restricted
Company
ships
and
elites
had
secretly
explored
many
of
the
structures
throughout
the
Solar
System:
ruins
on
the
Moon
and
Mars
and
present
life
on
Jupiter's
and
Saturn's
moons
as
well
as
on
Pluto
and
its
satellites.
The
Company
has
had
regular
transports
to
human
space
colonies
for
decades,
all
hidden
from
the
general
public
and
only
reserved
for
'Royalty'
and
their
special
guests.
But
Company
ships
and
the
power
elite
weren't
allowed
to
fly
free
on
their
own,
outside
of
planned
routes.
There
was
no
real
exploration
or
scientific
investigations.
Behind
the
scenes
was
never
anything
substantial
for
Company
members.
Aliens
on
the
Council
only
allowed
Royal
elites
from
the
third
planet
small
bits
of
truth
and
the
basic
monitoring
and
traveling
of
space
in
the
area.
Rare
were
there
interactions
between
aliens
and
Earthlings,
anymore.
Elites
were
given
some
freedoms,
some
knowledge,
but
mostly
what
was
handed
them
was
bullshit.
The
Company
explored
colossal
ruins
of
the
Martian
Cydonia
to
an
extent,
although
answers
were
unknown.
The
monolith
on
Phobos
was
not
operational
and
had
turned
into
inert,
dark/dead
matter.
In
a
sense,
Royalty
of
Earth
had
access
to
other
planets
with
"buses"
and
even
a
"Stargate,"
while
never
given
true
understanding
of
history
and
the
world
around
them.
The
Company
had
to
comply
with
every
dictate
or
directive
from
the
alien
Council.
Admiral
Benson
was
a
horrible
person
of
Asian
descent.
He
was
fat
and
bald.
His
deep
blue
uniform
had
to
be
custom-made
for
his
sizable
proportions.
He
was
arrogant.
He
was
the
boss.
He
let
you
know
it.
He
also
did
not
fully
realize
the
levels
of
aliens
and
ET
humanoids
above
his
level.
The
Admiral,
and
the
Company,
had
a
lot
to
learn.
Captain
Mann
was
a
British
woman
on
the
outside.
She
was
as
notoriously
wicked
as
the
Admiral.
Her
nickname
was
"Witch."
That
was
because
she
was
one,
as
well
as
the
Admiral.
Captain
of
the
Roara
was
a
very
attractive
redhead,
a
physicist,
an
occultist,
a
ritual-satanist
and
in
charge
of
security
and
weaponry.
She
was
also
a
psychic
and
in
contact
with
what
was
called:
"the
King"
or
"the
Beast."
Lieutenant
West
was
the
only
crew
member
with
a
heart,
the
only
one
with
a
caring
bone
in
his
body
(outside
of
the
android).
Blonde
Tony
West
from
California
was
not
a
so-called
"Company-man."
He
was
freelanced,
used
by
the
Company.
He
was
an
excellent
navigator
and
communications
officer.
He
knew
six
alien
languages
fluently
and
had
special
interest
in
the
anomaly
on
Mercury.
They
called
him
in
again
and
utilized
his
expertise.
The
strange,
white
structure
in
the
Brahms
Crater
had
been
known
to
secret
elites
since
powerful
telescopes
gazed
into
the
heavens.
Along
with
many
other
towers,
dishes,
domes,
bridges,
buildings,
machines,
tubes,
activity,
etc.
on
the
inner
planets,
clearly
visible
by
Earth's
large
telescopes.
Federal
officials
have
not
only
kept
from
the
public
structures
and
ruins
on
about
every
solid
body
in
the
Solar
System,
they
have
also
not
shown
us
the
evidence
of
living
lifeforms,
aliens
and
humanoids,
and
their
vehicles
presently
active.
People
were
only
given
disinformation.
Evidence
of
ET
life
in
the
universe
and
the
existence
of
flying
disks
were
globally
ridiculed
over
Media.
The
Admiral
and
Captain
were
on
the
bridge.
Sim
communicated
with
Tony
West
in
the
Lieutenant's
quarters.
From
her
chair,
the
Captain
asked
the
seated
Admiral,
"Give
me
your
thoughts,
Admiral.
I'm
curious.
What
do
you
believe
is
the
real
reason
we
got
greenlighted
for
the
mission?"
"Ha,
ha!
My
dear.
I
would
have
thought
you'd
just
extract
them
from
me."
She
returned
his
laughter.
"Ha.
Ha.
Ah,
yes.
I
can.
I
wanted
to
hear
them
and
this
is
a
good
time.
The
Lieutenant
isn't
around
and
you
can
speak
freely."
The
Admiral
expressed,
"Ah.
Well.
This
can't
be
right,
can
it?
A
first.
An
unsupervised
mission
to
Mercury
to
examine
the
anomaly
in
Brahms?
Or
any
planet
unsupervised.
They
must
have
plenty
of
faith
in
our
Lieutenant
and
his
ASSimilater.
They're
gonna
crack
the
code
when
the
best
minds,
ALIEN-minds,
couldn't
do
it?
I
don't
get
it!
Hes,
can
you
shed
any
light
on
why,
why
have
we...children
been
allowed
to
cross
the
street
and
go
where
we
never
went
before?"
"We've
all
been
to
Mercury
before,
Admiral."
"I
mean
unescorted.
And
sent
on
a
mission.
They're
the
ones
usually
telling
us,
giving
us
the
info
and
guidance.
Don't
you
find
it
odd
they
think
we'll
be
able
to
access
the
ancient
files
in
the
storehouse?
No
one
ever
could
before?"
"Right.
I
see
your
point,
sir.
The
whole
idea
of
us
exploring
on
our
own
and
reporting
back
to
them?
That's
a
switch.
I
don't
buy
what
we
were
told:
it
would
be
a
'challenge'
for
us,
a
'test,'
and
if
successful,
could
lead
to
other,
larger
steps
in
space?
Didn't
buy
that
shit
for
a
second
when
I
first
heard
it,
don't
buy
it
now.
So
glad
I
can
shield
my
true
thoughts
and
feelings
from
Company
psychics.
I
think.
Only
joking,
of
course."
She
glanced
at
the
'Big
Brother'
monitor-eye
and
smiled.
"What's
your
senses
tell
you,
Hes?"
Without
hesitation,
Captain
Hester
Mann
responded
with:
"One
or
a
few
of
the
Council's
methods
of
seeing
the
future,
unquestionably,
saw
West
or
Sim
or
West
and
Sim
extract
vital
information
from
the
storehouse.
Maybe
the
information
is
meant
specifically
for
us
to
discover?
Fate.
I
get
the
feeling.
Ah.
I
also
feel
our
Lieutenant
is
precisely
the
guy
who'll
decode
the
damn
thing."
"What
damn
thing,
Captain?
You
think
the
data
is
extremely
important?
Whatever
it
is
we're
looking
for...or,
I
should
say:
sent
to
find?"
"Huh.
If
it
is
important?
Right.
Why
are
we
involved?
If
the
Company
works
for
the
Council,
why
didn't
they
take
West
and
Sim
and
leave
us
out
of
it?
Way
I
see
it,
me
and
you
are
only
top-brass
'bus'
drivers,
uh,
for
those
two
who,
I
guess,
will
solve
the
big
mystery."
"Ha.
What's
your
gut
tell
you,
Hes?"
"That
they'll
do
it."
She
waved
her
long,
red
hair
away
from
her
eyes.
"But
something's
wrong,
Admiral.
Can't
you
feel
it?"
"You
mean
dangerous?
We're
certainly
expendable
pawns.
Maybe
that's
it?
A
monster
we'll
unleash?
Is
this
a
suicide
mission?
The
Council
won't
have
to
directly
face
it.
Fucking
aliens.
You
know
their
big
eye
is
watching
our
every
move,
even
on
Mercury.
Send
us
in,
fuck
us!"
Benson
didn't
care
as
he
stared
down
the
Company's
all-seeing
monitor
on
the
wall
of
the
bridge.
"Hmmm.
I
don't
get
that
impression,
sir."
"Eh?
What
do
you
mean,
Captain?"
The
chubby
Admiral
rose
to
his
feet
and
approached
a
large
screen.
It
displayed
the
best
color
view
of
the
white
storehouse
in
Brahms
Crater.
The
screen
showed
a
live-feed
of
a
static
"depository"
or
"library"
of
hidden
knowledge.
She
also
got
up
and
walked
closer
to
the
Admiral.
"No.
I
don't
feel
the
thing
in
Brahms
will
be
deadly
to
us,
not
like
you
mean.
The
Beast
has
informed
me:
it
will
be
an
alien
history
lesson,
a
recording
from
the
distant
past.
Another
world.
The
information
will
be
like
an
atom
bomb
to
us,
unbelievable,
but
true.
And
our
'friend,'
the
Lieutenant,
will
make
it
viewable
and
understandable.
We
need
him.
They
need
him."
"Then
why
use
us,
me
and
you,
Captain?"
"Good
question,
sir.
Unknown.
Why,
indeed?
You
know
there's
a
specific
reason
we're
here,
Admiral?"
"Yeah.
Not
a
good
one."
Admiral
Benson
turned
his
head
and
looked
directly
at
the
Company's
big
eye
on
the
wall
while
he
asked
the
Captain:
"Captain?
Did
you
ever
think
we're
here
to
take
the
fall,
fall
on
our
swords,
take
the
BLAME,
if,
if
something
were
to
go
wrong?"
He
trained
his
eyes
on
the
glass
lens,
harder.
"Ever
think,
Captain,
they're
going
to
do
us
in,
just
as
soon
as
we've
fulfilled
our
purpose?"
The
hot,
redhead
Captain
of
Roara
grinned.
Her
thick,
red
lips
opened
and
she
showed
her
perfect,
white
teeth.
She
also
stared
directly
into
the
Eye-lens
of
what
they
nicknamed:
"Big
Sister."
Hester
Mann
sarcastically
stated
with