Chapter 2: Yearning – Hallowed Be Thy Name (The Mecca Series Book 1)

Chapter Two – Yearning

An hour, I think to myself, wow.  An hour is so short here in 2011.  I learned during my training that the manipulation of time which took place in 1946 is the result of time “flying by.”  “They took the tock away from the tick,” the teachers told us.   I still think it quite radical.  

 It is an adjustment for me to be back here.  “And whoa, I can’t believe I am back here,” I say aloud.

“Just yesterday I was meditating and creating cities and today I’m…well, I suppose I can’t call it yesterday,” I realize I am talking to myself aloud.  “Some habits do resurface,” I giggle to myself. 

I quiet my thoughts again as Zineb prepares me for my journey to Eidos.  But little by little I find myself yearning for my home.  I know I will return but, I feel a yearning to be there.

My home was in 2022.  In 2022 Earth is quite different, time is different, much slower, people age much slower, our bodies are much lighter, and there isn’t the feeling that you are rushed to do something or even be something.  It’s funny. With time being so much slower, people seem to procrastinate a lot less.  Everything is so purposeful back home. “Back home,” I can’t believe I’m saying that.  I murmur to myself. 

New Earth, as it is referred to in 2022 is now being called by its original name Gi.  New Earth began its formation after the first shift which took place on December 21, 2012.  The first shift freaked out so many people when “They” revealed themselves to the world as their masters hid behind human disguises.   “They” were the Greys and their masters were the The Luciferian Sons who believed Earth belonged to them and that Humans were meant to be their slaves. 

Since most of Earth’s history had been lost, many Humans are still confused by where “They” came from.  All we have ever known is that “They”, the Greys were an android race being controlled by the Luciferian Sons.  According to many of our Teachers, the Greys had studied humanity for many millennia.  The Greys reported back to the Luciferian Sons the secrets to control humanity.  We later learned that “They” believed the easiest way to control humanity is through politics, science, and religion.  And so “They” did.  False doctrines which distracted humanity from its oneness and its connection to the One had divided humanity for over 6,000 years. 

We, the Benevolent 11, had discovered the Greys greatest fear.  The Greys and their masters feared the oneness of humanity.  They knew that if human consciousness rose any higher in frequency, that Earth would enter into the 5^th dimension creating a New Earth where They could no longer enter the atmosphere. 

With much bravery and the banding of humanity into the Confederacy of Humans, Earth entered the fifth dimension thirteen weeks after the first shift.  New Earth, Gi revealed the beauty of humanity.  Yes, we all were one on New Earth, Gi.  As I yearned for that bliss, I found myself recalling the events that lead me back to 2011….

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On the day I learned I would be returning to 2011, we were concentrating on our work.  That work included building the cities of Gi through a process called releasing the mercurial spirit.  It was very important work.  For we knew that the second trip of humans were due to arrive.  The city of New Luxor was beginning to be quite beautiful when we felt some disturbing interference and some things were being distorted and some even deformed.

The elation and ecstasy we were feeling was diminishing and a slight feeling of panic began to arise.   Suddenly, Holland, one of the gatekeepers in New Luxor stopped me in the middle of releasing the mercurial spirit to create vegetation on the eastern side of the city.  He stopped me to inform me that the Council of Elders wanted to speak with me. 

I postponed my work in respect to the Elders and I headed towards the Dome where we often met with the Elders.  Before I was halfway there, I saw Neheti, The Philosopher, the eldest of the Elders  descending from the Sun so rapidly I barely had time to react.  The Elders had sent Neheti to give me a message.  I knew it had to be important if Neheti himself had come. 

It was common practice for us to talk to the Elders inside the Chamber Without Walls, but today, Neheti had visited me in the flesh, so to speak–as much of in the flesh as we were here in the 5^th dimension.   Standing in a light blue robe with long white dreadlocks, bronze skin, and grey eyes that seem to look straight through me, Neheti materialized right in front of me. 

I bowed immediately, “Hotep, Wise One, it is an honor to be before you.  To what do I owe this most blessed encounter,” I said head still bowed showing respect and reverence to one who embodied millennia of wisdom and knowledge. 

“Raise your head up Mecca, you have done well.  It is not what I can do for you on this occasion but what you must do for us and for your people,” he said with a voice that sounded like thousands of voices in one. 

I raised my head and my eyes to meet his. As I met his stern focus I found myself looking into eyes that appeared as eternal as the universe itself.  “Something is wrong, isn’t it?  I can feel it.”  I said before Neheti could respond.

“Yes. It is,” Neheti responded in such a definite way that I dared not doubt him.  “I will not entertain you with any rhetoric.  The BIOS of the motherboard has been infected by a virus and it is slowly multiplying as we speak.”

I paused for a moment to process what I had just heard. “With all due respect, what can I do? Has the Programmer been unable to rectify the problem?”  I asked confused.

“The programmer has run all scans and one virus was quarantine, but  another virus has already corrupted several programs pertinent to the creation of Gi,” Neheti stated. 

Feeling the weight of the situation I tried to scan my consciousness for any solutions I may have had for this problem.  I could not think of one and the one I did think about, seemed impossible.  “In this case, the only thing one could do is a system restore but…”

“This is correct.  System restore is our most viable option.” Neheti said definitely.

“But…” I began in confusion.

“But how far do we go back? Does the Programmer have all the files backed up to this point? Don’t you think we have asked these same questions among ourselves?”  I could hear the disappointment in his tone.

“Certainly, you have Old Wise One, I mean no disrespect,” I said apologetically.

“Well done,” Neheti returned lovingly. “We must restore the system back to 2011 and only 11 of you have completed backups which reach this far back.

Never had anything been so confusing. I stammered to find words to explain my confusion.

“You see, programs are being affected now. Do you feel your complacency rising and your feelings of attachment?  Neheti asked.

“Yes I do.” I said finally realizing what I was feeling.

Then a sudden moment of clarity struck me. “You have to send someone into the system to upload the backup don’t you?  And you have chosen me, right? You have chosen me because of my gift and because of where I was in 2011.”

“The vote is unanimous.  We have called you Mecca,” Neheti confirmed my perception. “There is one more reason why you have been called for this mission.  A reason for which you are not aware and that reason is Jai.”

I could feel sadness about to rise in me.  I tried to find my bliss but it was very difficult.  Jai had been the only man I ever loved in that way.  Even here on New Earth I thought about him from time to time, but Jai chose a different path.  He chose not to forgive me and married someone else. 

I shook off the memories of Jai and turned my attention to the matter at hand.  “Wise One, I have never gone back in time. My gift has only allowed me to leap in the future when I have made contact with someone’s possessions, someone who is in extreme distress–someone important to the human agenda.” At that moment I dared not speak of Jai.  It was too painful.

“You have many more gifts Mecca.  Gifts you still have not realized, but yes, you are the one who can hold the memory of the future and tell your story to the others.” Neheti confirmed. “And because of where you are in 2011.  You have been called.”

Where was I  in 2011?  I thought with shame arising in my belly.  I was in a comma as it was called in 2011.  Since that time, I had learned that I was trapped in the in between.  No wonder I had been chosen.  If I am in a comma, I didn’t have to worry about me running into myself, disturbing my present, or getting too close to my own energy fields.   

Running into myself, boy I sound crazier by the minute, I thought. 

Yeah, I was in a comma in 2011 and had I not been rescued by a Neter who saw great potential in me, I probably would have still been there.  Isis had defied the Neteru and used her power to save me.  However my nine months in a comma and time in the in between was not without loss and pain.  It was during this time I lost Jai to her.

Finally, I found the courage to ask, “What does Jai have to do with this?”

“I am sorry to inform you Mecca.  Jai is not among the Souls who make the second trip here to Gi, the souls who will inhabit the city of New Luxor.   The Programmer has been unable to detect him for some time.  There is no record of him.  His name disappeared from the LIFE program on December 11, 2012.” Neheti said with concern.

“That could only mean that his soul is lost if the Programmer cannot detect him?” Suddenly all the complacency I felt disappeared and my attachment to Gi diminished.  I had no doubts that Gi will be.  Now my concern was Jai and the others. 

What has happened? I wondered.

“Now Mecca, you say we have chosen you, but we all say we have called you.  You are not chosen until you have chosen. Your mission is as simple as it can be explained.  You must return to 2011 as Myra Porter and tell your story to all the Benevolent Eleven.  The programmer will show you how to utilize your Oracle and she will guide you as need be.  This is all we can share at this time.”

“But what about Jai?” I heard the desperation in my voice.

“Get your message to him and Jai will certainly be set free,” Neheti said as he rapidly ascended into the sky and disappeared into the sun.

“Set free…what?” I asked in confusion.  But my question was only heard by the wind.

We had already created and manifested the Dome in New Luxor.  It was in material form furnished with all the technology needed to maintain oneness on Gi.  The Dome was where the Programmer resided.  We always received new instructions from the Programmer on every task and new technology created.  For protection of Its intelligence, the Programmer never left the Dome. 

The Programmer itself was a hybrid, an Android-Human with one tenth Reptilian blood and a human brain.  It had no sex.  It was pale green and yellowish in color with eyes the same color.  It had no emotions, but It was well versed in all technology which governed the Cosmos.  After the first shift, the Chief of the Dogon tribe invented the Programmer before he ascended and left with the Mother Ship.  It is believed by many including our Teachers that he, the unnamed chief, “was taken away by the Mother Ship with the remaining 48 members of his tribe to the Sirius Star System to precursor our creation process on Gi.”

I entered the halls of the Dome and before I could enter the Programmer’s office, the glass door, which separated the Dwelling Place many of us used for meditation, from the Programmer’s office, closed shut.  I was met with the Programmer’s voice asking me the most pertinent question of my mission.  “Do you choose to return to Earth 2011 as Myra Porter before the first Shift?”

“Yes.  I have chosen this mission,” the glass slid open slowly.  After so much time here on Gi, I was use to such protocols. 

On the other side of the glass sat the Programmer behind the mainframe computer.  There I could see a projection of Gi on the screen.  It was horrifying as I watched Gi slowly eroding second by second.  I watched as all we were creating was disappearing before my eyes slowly but surely. 

I looked at the Programmer who watched the images without emotion. It turned and looked at me with no urgency.  “There are four trainings you will have to undergo.  The most important is how to erect the Chamber Without Walls in the Third Dimension.  The second training will show you how to use your gifts as weapons without emitting fear or excitement in order not to over stimulate the Sympathetic Nervous System which will resort in a fight or flight response and cause you to abort your mission before completion.  The third training will show you how to use remote viewing in the third dimension which will be of great importance as your Oracle further prepares you.  The last training will show you how to travel back in time with your memories, your physical body in material form, and with this training you will learn how to return to Gi after your mission is complete.”

“Okay,” I said realizing that the Programmer did not need a response from me.

“Here, drink,” the Programmer said as It handed me a glass of pure chlorophyll.  Drinking chlorophyll was another protocol.   We were required to drink chlorophyll before training because it alkalized the body and kept us charged as the Programmer uploaded training programs to our cerebrum. 

“You are now ready to be uploaded,” the Programmer said as It retrieved the cylinder from the cabinet drawer.  “These programs were prepared before the virus corrupted the BIOS of the motherboard.  You will not experience dis-ease.”

I sat in the chair we often sat in when trainings were uploaded into our cerebrum.  The programmer adjusted the seat in the reclining position.   Lying back in as comfortable position as I could find, the Programmer gently inserted the cylinder into my left nostril and then clicked the red button.  It felt like warm liquid was being poured in my head.  I felt ecstasy and bliss.  The high of being uploaded was stronger than any drug known to man.   “Now release a memory to stimulate the Parasympathetic Nervous System,” the Programmer instructed me.

Before I could control the process I leaped into a lucid memory of Jai and me.  I felt Jai’s warm, strong hand massaging the inside of my thighs as he took my breath with his deep, eager kisses.  I recognized the memory and did not want to let it go.  Although I’d known Jai for two years in college, this was our second date.  It was our second date and I’d sneaked him into my dorm room pass my Resident Assistant to finish what we had started in his car. 

I’d never felt so uninhibited.  At that moment of ecstasy, I was willing to do anything.  I was willing to take this make-out session as far as he wanted to go. If he wanted me, he could have had me, all of me.  His hand shook revealing his nervousness as he lifted it from my thighs to slide it under my shirt.  The same care he had given to the warm place between my thighs was now being given to my breasts.  I could hear him moan as his kisses deepened. 

I didn’t know at what point my skirt had been pull down to me knees, my blouse had been abandoned on the floor, and my bra  and panties were goodness knows where, but I didn’t care.  I lay on the bed with breast completely exposed overcome by desire.  Lost in a haze of exhilaration, passion, and shamelessness, I watched fervently as he unzipped his pants and slipped the condom on his beautiful scepter.  I was overwhelmed by his erection and the pleasure I knew it would give me.  I kicked my skirt on the floor and pulled Jai’s pants down lower on his thighs.  I wanted him right then in there.  I wanted him inside me, filling me. 

For a moment, Jai denied me his manhood.  He lowered his head and kissed me slowly as his hand massaged my warm places in circler motions that drove me wild.  “You feel so good,” he whispered between my lips.

I took his condom protected manhood into my hands and gently massaged it while I kissed him ravenously. Without abandon, I let my ecstasy take me where my mind could not conceive as I whispered back, “I’m not afraid. I want you, Jai.”

With his scepter in hand revealing his desire, Jai parted my thighs and looked deep into my eyes letting me know that there was no turning back now.  When Jai entered me, it was as if it were where he belonged.  My hips rose up to meet his first thrust and I cried out in pleasure and pain.  It was my first taste of love-making and I was electrified by the ripples of succulence and aching desire that tortured my senses.  To muffle my cries of passion, I buried my face into Jai’s shoulder blade.  Jai gripped my bottom with both his hands as my hips continued to move in rhythm with his thrusts.  His grip tightened as my legs clamped around his waist.  “You feel that baby,” he whispered with each thrust.

“Yes.” I whispered into the thick cloud of raw passion we were creating with our love-making.

“You like that baby.” He whispered guiding my orgasm into higher peaks.

“Yesss,” was all I could manage to whisper back.

Our bodies betrayed us as we ascended to a tempo neither one of us could control.  Higher and higher the tempo escalated into an uncontainable pulse that begged for release.  Unable to restrain our desire and bliss, we were its willing victims.  In that moment, we climaxed simultaneously.  Our naked bodies held on to each other unwilling to let go of something so beautiful and loving.  “I love you Myra,”  Jai whispered into my ear. “I always have.”    

As desperate as I was to hold on to this memory, my mind faded to black and for five seconds I couldn’t see or feel anything.  All I heard was my breath.  Finally, light shined into my eyes and I was lying on floor of the old hacienda holding a satchel in hand. 

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