woensdag 4 juni 2014


THE STORY OF ATLAN




"For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places."

Ephesians 6: 12 & 13

A giant spaceship was approaching Earth, hiding behind our sun. While coming closer it could easily been seen, especially at sunset. In the nearby future the worldgovernmwent, the ruling elite, would announce the arrival of a, previously unknown, comet. A natural phenomena happening every twentysixthousand years or so. The arrival would even be welcomed, because it seems to soften the natural catastrophes, which terrotized mankind. Planet X they would name it, Niburu or the New Star. Its arrival would be welcomed as if the phenomenon was the announcement of the returning of the Christ.
Almost nobody knew that the comet was in fact an Imperial spaceship, witch multiple crew, even containing some human species, had only one goal in mind. Recapturing Earth and destroy humankind. Exploration began and while the elitecorps went into a learning-trance; communicationexperts analysed the transmissions and data-exchange on Earth and slowly worked their way in.
In the Cairo-museum the mummified body of the Great Rameses, moved.
The Atlan Archives

He was the most impressive and intensive teacher I had ever met. But he was not interested in light or enlightment. "That's for everybody to see." He liked to dig, reach into the darkness to feel the other side. For many of his students his path was too narrow or too steep. He would let them go easily. "You will come back after learning it the hard way." And he was always right, except for that one boy. Born into a world which wasn't his, but his to be.

This is the story of that little boy, who always remained a child inside, even when he litteraly grew up to be a giant.

The Atlan Archives

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