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Sender: user0157
Timeindex: 5/05/05 0512
Subject: Dr. Townsmite emerges from banishment
Recipients: [llamalist01]: (recipients hidden); [message heaped]

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Gretignas, substituents! How it pleases me to converse with my lost fold, the ones of my own upbringing. You have grown, and stood firm through fire. The CCCC is not what it once was. It has crumbled… the very organization I saw in a vision reaching the heavens has been smashed back to the earth, and in all evidences it would seem my fault. Well, my substituents, the ones who rightly abandoned post after the fall, You know, as well as I, that it was an act of God. The One who has the power to change a dead man’s heart surely controls the affairs of powerful organizations. Even the CCCC is not invulnerable.

But this I have noted: the acts of evil under the new presiding officer, Newogoth, have multiplied innumerably. There have been assassinations on the leaders of many countries threatening to reveal the CCCC’s secrets. Among these are Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Turkey, and South Africa. It should be noted these countries were among the greatest observers of crop circles, as other countries tried to cover up these sightings. How the CCCC secret unveiled itself is unknown. However, the CCCC has put up a front, a corporation which I hypothesize sounds quite familiar in the back of your lobes: the Environmental Protection Agency. I myself was caught unawares when this striking truth made itself relevant in my mind. It seems Newogoth himself had implanted subjugates in the corporation himself under my very nose when I presided over the CCCC, and I did not have the wit to see it. Humph! To think of the folly of my pride back then, I indeed cringe and swivel, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck erect. But this sensation loses power when compared to the blackness of the present-day CCCC.

Along with assassinations, the CCCC has begun harsh treatment of substituents who turn away from the organization. This, I fear, has affected many of you who now read this. Many who even whisper of leaving the CCCC are tortured and thrown in cells under steel buildings, without hope of ever escaping. Many suffer starvation and mutilation there. Many of the females have been raped and killed by brutes of guards. To make matters worse, the CCCC is extending friendships through the EPA front to all nations, in hopes to take control of the world once and for all. Newogoth, the mastermind of subjugate implantation of organizations and soon political systems, has accelerated scientific research on mind control, research that, sadly, I started myself while in power. So, the situation has darkened instead of brightening at my loss of power, which is why I write this heavily encrypted message. We must overthrow the system. We cannot allow mindless brutes to abuse the ideals of the CCCC. But more than anything, I implore you to embrace the ideals of Christianity.

I have found the truth, after so many years of fighting; I have gained friendship with the Keepers. They will not accept me back as a Keeper; nevertheless I do not blame them. I blasphemed their centre of worship; it is grace to even regard me as a gained friend. Their work in the last century to preserve humankind from destruction has been amazing. Something moves me even now: the fact that the black tactics of the CCCC were even within the will of God, which astounds me. My organization was a pawn! This truth, it seems, should madden me incredibly, but nevertheless it brings me the best of bliss. However, I feel though I have returned to Christianity, there is still the guilt and heaviness of my rejection for so many years. I have been forgiven, though, and my soul rests. But the consequence of rebellion stains my life even to this day, and will till I die. So I have gained the trust of the Keepers. They really are astounding; the outpour of records, instead of diminishing over the years, has gained momentum and even now the Keepers keep track of the intersection of human lives as well as blunt life-tracking. They can say whether a man has met his wife before they actually meet and did not know before; they can say what influences of persons world leaders have had; they can even tell you the duration one man befriends another. Truly remarkable. But back to urgent business: there is one Keeper still confined in the dungeons of the CCCC headquarters. That is our first task at hand: to rescue him. His name is Emerson, although I will reveal no more. I will send a second message later to tell of the plans.

Second order of business: Newogoth’s reign must sway. He has proven to be a great mastermind of evils similar to the 20th century’s Hitler, and must come to an end. Have no fear; he is not immortal like myself. A simple stealth operation will suffice. But you, the ones in hiding, have survived thus far in pacivity, and rightly so, for the dark organization looms o’erhead, seeking its prey without relent. So I will choose from among you the most capable and worthy candidates. These two operations must commence immediately and simultaneously, as further lag induces a greater opponent.

[Encrypted code: decrypted id follows]057182495[end code]

This id will allow you access to a portal I will open at this exact time 5 days from now. I wish thee the best of luck.

In love,

Dr. Gristhkep

Friend of the great Keepers, Listener to the Truth.

Sub Space: The Revelation

Here is the synopsis of a novel I'm thinking about writing. Note: the time sequence of this narrative is not necessarily consecutive. That is what happens when a person puts ideas to electronically-represented paper.

Earth is broken. Its king has stepped down. The Aenidians are forced to leave their home-world in search of a better life. These people, considered the rulers of earth after all other states meet demise, offer benevolence and blessedness to all people. However, humans resist the Ways of Benevolence and abide in greed and cruelty instead. In addition, they prefer anarchy over control, even if control offers protection. Earth is broken; it becomes a mass of weapon-making facilities and warring clans. Thankfully, though, these clans lack the intelligence to create weapons-of-mass-destruction. Intelligence has looked up into the sky and traveled thither.

In the outskirts of the galaxy known to Man, a new civilization is chartering an Interplanetary Alliance of Human Beings (IAHM). The beginning efforts pass smoothly and without resistance. However, there are some who disagree with the emphasis placed and law and order; indeed the charter members place justice in highest esteem. Some say that true justice is found in the heart, not in law. But the charter has its way, and the Alliance is established, granting amnesty to those who disagree. But the amnesty offers little protection to those who resist, and the Alliance finds itself in the thick of controversy.

Traveling among the galaxy known to Man, the Aenidians stumble upon a startling discovery: there are no habitable planets left to choose from. Many are simple mining colonies owned by rulers of other planets others are refuges for criminals, planets devoted solely to the purpose of making weapons. To settle on an existing colony the Aenidians would be forced to give up ruling power, and waging war on a planet without just cause would be out of question. Out of options, they find a planet named “Desolate” by galaxy cartographers and make a startling decision to tame it. World Taming: a process used to tweak the atmospheric and terrestrial conditions to mimic Earth, a process one would never have thought to use on a wasteland of a planet. Nevertheless, the Aenidians undertake world taming, and make a startling discovery in the process.

As a result of the squelched resistance against the Alliance, the Noblemen are born, building a mobile city and leaving the supreme planet of the IAHM. In consequence, an interstellar campaign is launched and the Alliance and Noblemen are entrapped in the heat of battle. Finding themselves overwhelmed, the Noblemen must resort to advanced and dangerous scientific advancements in order to preserve survival. Work commences on a portal in space, indeed, a portal through space and time, work considered foolishness by the Human race. Finally, entrapped in their home worlds by a ring of foes, the Noblemen must make a decision.

Antimatter fuels the inner core of Desolate, renamed Desire by the Aenidians. This substance is not natural, but an intervention by the Aenidians to keep the planet’s core from collapsing. There is a magnetic buffer housing the core, but its generated energy effectively repels harmful radiation from the planet, promoting life and well-being. The wasteland becomes a paradise of water and sun and trees. But the Aenidians will not enjoy their longer lifespans for long, for the effects of antimatter peak the interest of the Noblemen, and correspondingly, the Alliance. Soon, parleys are made to the Aenidians from both sides, and the galaxy known to man finds itself in the biggest conflict ever.

And so it begins...

Note: this is not background information, but a synopsis. With no resolution ha ha ha!