The Adamolar Death Ray

A fantasy tale of epic proportions

Once, long ago, the Adamolar people arrived on a beautiful paradise of a planet. They were looking for a new planet to colonize after having destroyed the previous planet they were living on and this new planet seemed perfect.

It was a planet existing in a holographic third-dimensional duality-based physicality. The Adamolar existed in an eighth-dimensional non-physical reality, however, so while they could view the new planet they could not interact on it without lowering their frequency to match that of the planet.

And even then they would have to create a body vehicle they could utilize to live in the lower frequency. After deciding to colonize the planet the Adamolar began lowering their frequency and creating physical body vehicles that could hold them.

These bodies were bipedal in nature and, since the Adamolar came from a dimension of oneness instead of duality, the bodies were genderless. They began interacting with the rich diversity of life on the planet but soon they realized that in order to procreate in this polarized environment of diversity they would need to split their bodies in two, creating genders.

This splitting into genders fully cemented their descent into polarized physicality. It allowed them to procreate and begin to establish a vast new diversified civilization. But once seemingly stuck in these new bodies the Adamolar began forgetting their origins.

The splitting into genders also created a traumatic fracturing of their psyches. They began feeling incomplete and separate from the wholeness of their beings and from others. The feeling of oneness dissipated as the stigma of separation took over.

The Adamolars had noticed all the animals doing it but sex was new to them. A good deal of their attention was now focused on this activity. They did not know it at the time but it was the beginning of a very long future of conflict.

Over time the Adamolar People established a vast civilization spread out over five large islands on this new delightful planet and they called it Atallia. They began building beautiful homes and temples, they created art, they learned what to eat and how to farm, they created new technologies, and they communicated with the animals to learn more about the planet.

They also discovered that there were some animals that were very hostile.

The new planet they were populating was a very watery world. A great deal of this water existed in the atmosphere as a very thick cloud cover that surrounded the planet. But there were also many seas so it was only natural that they began building boats with which to explore other parts of the planet outside of Atallia.

It was through this exploration that the Adamolars discovered that there were four other civilizations of similar beings existing on the planet. Their body vehicles were very similar to those of the Adamolars but the skin of their bodies were all different colors. Unlike the rich red skin of the Adamolars, the other peoples had skin that was either brown, yellow, black, or white.

Since war had not yet been invented on the planet the five civilizations got along just fine despite linguistic and cultural differences. International commerce was born.

But back in the Adamolar homeland of Atallia trouble was brewing; not just between the people but also because of the aforementioned hostile animals.

In a duality-based system all things polarize so it was not surprising that the Adamolar people began polarizing in just about every way imaginable in addition to the polarization caused by splitting into genders. The bulk of the population split into two main factions.

One faction was centered in male energy concepts like competition, technology, commerce, hierarchy, power over nature, and left-brained intellect. The other faction was centered on female energy concepts like cooperation, artistic creativity, farming, and developing a deep spiritual connection to nature.

But there was also a small third group known as the Asamee. Their primary purpose was to preserve the memory and awareness of the oneness from which the Adamolar people came but which they traded away for full immersion into the lower frequencies of duality.

It was some of the Asamee prophets who warned of impending doom.

The animals! While the planet the Adamolars colonized had an incredibly diverse animal population, there were just a few of these animals that struck great fear in the hearts of the people. These animals were huge and ferocious. Some of them were so big that they could step on a home and completely crush it along with any people inside. Many lives and structures were lost to these animals and something needed to be done.

So all the best Adamolar scientists were gathered and tasked with eradicating these monstrous animals. It took a while but a machine was eventually developed that could easily kill them. It was called the Adamolar Death Ray.

By pointing the death ray machine at the animals and then emitting the ray, the animals were quickly killed and over the course of some years they were all eradicated from the islands of Atallia. The Adamolar people finally were able to live without the fear of being stepped on.

The Adamolar Death Ray machine was put in storage, remaining available for any unknown future use.

Atallia went through many thousands of years of building and expansion. Monuments and libraries and culture centers and schools sprang up. Vast gardens and zoos were built. More and more homes were built to accommodate the growing population.

Since boats were the primary form of transportation vast networks of canals were built linking cities and towns and the countryside. And bigger boats were built to continue exploring the planet and setting up Atallian outposts in far away lands.

Another form of transportation started becoming popular; air travel. The Adamolar scientists developed large hot-air balloons which they made from elephant hides. Elephants existed on the easternmost island of Atallia but not in large enough numbers to supply the growing production of balloons.

Through their exploration, the Adamolars learned that there were huge numbers of elephants on the continent to the southeast of Atallia — which is where most of the black people’s civilization was. This continent also contained large numbers of precious gems and minerals which the Atallians utilized in their technologies.

Many expeditions to this continent were carried out in order to bring home these elephant hides and gems and minerals. Slowly, animosity began growing between the Atallians and the black civilization.

Much trade was also carried out with the white people of the continent directly to the east of Atallia. Like the Adamolars, the white people had also seriously fractured into separate male and female energy factions. They were the ones who would eventually invent something known as war.

The large continent to the west of Atallia was almost uninhabited. Only a few bands of yellow people roamed the vast plains and rugged mountains of this continent. The few expeditions sent there were mainly for the purpose of mining copper which was used in Atallian technology. Since this continent still had some of those huge ferocious animals, travel there was kept minimal.

The Atallians traveled the world setting up outposts on most of the continents upon the planet — even one at the south pole of the planet. They were not always greeted with open arms by the people around the world. Many people saw the Atallians as being rather bossy.

Meanwhile, the process of polarization continued to intensify; not just among the Atallians but among everyone across the planet. Finally, news came from the continent to the east of Atallia that one portion of the white civilization there had begun waging war against all its neighbors with the intent of conquering the entire continent.

Rumor had it that they were amassing an army in order to come west and conquer Atallia. No one knows who it was but someone suggested taking the Adamolar Death Ray out of storage.

The residents of the easternmost island of Atallia began creating an army of their own in order to defend against the imminent invasion. Warring was still a very new concept so the army was not very proficient in military matters.

The day finally came when the white army arrived in a large armada of boats on the shores of Atallia’s easternmost island. Disembarked, their army outnumbered the small Atallian army ten to one.

Before battle commenced the top general of each army met in the open space between the armies. The white general suggested that the Atallians surrender immediately to avoid being slaughtered.

The Atallian general countered with the very same suggestion.

“Seriously?” The white general laughed. “How are you going to slaughter us when we outnumber you ten to one?”

The Atallian general turned and pointed to the top of a small nearby hill, “We have a weapon that you don’t have. It’s the Adamolar Death Ray. With that we can kill all of you.”

The white general laughed harder, “You mean to tell me that you are going to wipe us out with that silly contraption?”

Realizing that the invading army had no idea of the power of the death ray, the Atallian general decided to give them an example. He ordered the death ray machine to be pointed upwards into the sky, “Allow me to give you a demonstration.”

The Atallian scientists then let loose a death ray into the atmosphere.

No one had any idea what a horrible, tragic mistake that was.

It was like an earthquake in the sky. As the death ray pierced the thick blanket of cloud cover shock waves reverberated through the entire atmosphere of the planet. The result was profoundly cataclysmic for the cloud blanket began breaking up. It began raining.

And raining and raining and raining. It rained non-stop all around the world for weeks as the cloud blanket emptied itself upon the planet. There was flooding everywhere and the sea levels quickly began to rise swallowing up all low lying land, including the five islands of Atallia.

With warfare being so new, no one had ever fought a battle in the rain before so the battle was called off and the white people’s army got back on their boats and went home. The new untested soldiers of the Adamolar army went to their homes to save their families.

The civilization of Atallia broke into widespread panic. Their homeland was being swallowed up by the sea and their only hope for survival was to head for the hills.

The resulting diaspora mirrored the polarization the Adamolar had gone through. The male energy centered faction escaped to the higher land on the continent to the east and the female energy centered faction escaped to the continent to the west.

With their task of holding the energy of oneness for their people, the small Asamee group felt it needed to go with both groups so they split up with half going east and half going west. After the cataclysmic deluge finally ended the Adamolar people were now geographically split apart with a huge ocean between them. Their original homeland was now beneath that ocean.

For many thousand of years the Adamolar people lived on separate continents and proceeded with their lives. Each group soon forgot all about the other group. Not surprisingly, they developed in opposite ways.

The Adamolar who ended up on the eastern continent intermingled and interbred with the white people living there. Forgetting about the old heritage of their homeland, a new group identity was created for the amalgamation of the Adamolar and white people. They melded and became one in an ironic twist of de-polarization. Of course they were still polarized within their new group identity and they leaned heavily toward male energy centered concepts like competition, war, technology, commerce, and hierarchy.

The people who ended up on the continent to the west were mostly alone so they did not meld with others. They developed many small civilizations that were very much based on planetary spirituality and female energy concepts such as cooperation, nature, farming, and group nurturing.

The Asamee on both continents not only tried to anchor oneness into the people but now they also felt compelled to preserve the memory and history of Atallia. Many of them ended up working within the new spiritual traditions being established in both places.

While the people on the western continent and the people on the eastern continent lived apart and developed in very different ways, it was inevitable that they would some day come back together.

Many thousands of years later the civilization on the eastern continent developed their technologies to the point where they could sail their boats around the world in order to conquer and colonize the rest of the world. Eventually, they set sail for the western continent where the nature-loving Adamolars lived. By this time neither they nor the Adamolars living on the western continent had any conscious memory of their shared ancient roots.

The easterners, intent on conquering everything in their path, proceeded to slaughter the westerners living on this continent. They really liked this western continent so they took over the land in order to create a brand new civilization; one that would be the most powerful ever.

They also enslaved people from the black continent and brought them to the western continent to do all their work for them. Over the next few hundred years they not only slaughtered most of the population of the Adamolars living on the western continent but they also raped the land and slaughtered untold millions of animals for sport.

Quickly, they established a new civilization that was based on male energy dominance, competition, war, hierarchy, commerce, technology, and a profound lack of regard for nature. Eventually weapons of war were created that were as lethal as the old Adamolar Death Ray machines and these new weapons were used to intimidate and subjugate the rest of the world into submission to their power.

Although the first people living on the western continent were mostly slaughtered, there were survivors and they were placed onto small land prisons to contain them. Luckily, some of those survivors were of the lineage of the Asamee group that first came to the continent. Not surprisingly, a few of the hordes of invaders from the eastern continent were also of the lineage of the Asamee.

The jeep traveled slowly over the dusty rutted dirt road through the desert towards the mesa. The four occupants were Asamee wise men who had established an Asamee center, or monastery, in the new civilization where the spiritual traditions they had maintained in the old eastern continent could be disseminated in the new land.

They were looking for Asamee survivors among the people of the western continent that had been invaded and conquered. They wanted to know how the original concepts of oneness that the Asamee tasked themselves with preserving may have changed over the many thousands of years that the Asamee were separated by an ocean.

They finally got to the end of the dirt road and parked their jeep. They then hiked on foot up to the top of the mesa where there was a small village of adobe structures.

Filled with curiosity about which group of Asamee maintained the purest forms of the original teachings, the four men hoped to meet with a shaman who was said to live atop the mesa.

After the arduous hike up the mesa the four men were greeted by several inhabitants of the village, a couple of whom brought forth clay jugs of water for the men.

The agreed upon spokesman for the four Asamee took a drink then spoke, “Thank you so very much for your kindness. It certainly is hot and dry around here. We are from the Asamee and we come in peace.”

The villagers looked at each other in confusion. None of them had ever heard the word, Asamee, before.

“We were told that there is a very wise shaman who lives here and we would like to meet with him. Can you take us to your leader, your shaman?”

A short older villager spoke up, “We do not have leaders, whatever that is. But yes, we do have a shaman. She is over two hundred years old and has more wisdom than any of us.”

“She?”

“Yes. But she does not live here in the village but rather in a cave over there.” He pointed towards one end of the mesa where the land went up into the adjoining mountain.

Turning to look where the man was pointing, the four Asamee men realized that they still had some hiking to do.

With the help of two guides from the village, the four men reached the cave. The old woman shaman was sitting on the ground in front of the cave.

“Greetings,” said the group spokesman. “We have traveled a long way to meet with you. We wonder where the ancestors of your wisdom came from.”

The old woman stared at him but said nothing.

“We believe that we may have come from the same ancestors… from a land that no longer exists where we first lived on this planet. We have endeavored to keep alive the wisdom and the knowledge of oneness from that land. We call ourselves the Asamee. When our original homeland fell into the sea some of us went to the continent to the east and some of us came here to this western continent. After so many, many years apart we were hoping to reunite with the Asamee of this continent in order to reawaken the wisdom of oneness among all people.”

The old woman smiled, revealing a grand total of two teeth, “I was wondering when you guys were going to show up.”

The four men looked at each other and smiled.

“So you are indeed an Asamee?”

“Actually, I have never heard that name before. I am just one of the people — all the people. The ancestors of my ancestors did, however, come from a land that no longer exists out in the big ocean over there,” she pointed towards the east. “And the ancestors before that came from a planet up there,” she pointed up in the sky. “We all have the same ancestors. And we have always tried to keep the memories of our ancestors alive. We call them forth often and know that they walk among us. In oneness we are all together across time and distance.”

“Since we all have the same ancestors that makes the four of you my distant brothers. Welcome. Please sit down and have some water.”

The four men sat and drank water then their spokesman cleared his throat…

“As I am sure you must know, the world is in crisis right now. All the people of the planet are in a state of extreme imbalance. We are on the verge of destroying ourselves and the planet. There is so much struggle and conflict. We have never been so profoundly disconnected from each other as well as from the planet. And oneness. We have tried to impart the awareness of oneness to the masses but we have failed to reach many people. It seems so hopeless. It seems impossible to bring about any balance.”

The old woman snorted derisively, “This planetary dimension of duality is, by its dualistic nature, cyclic. Everything is cyclic. Right now a large number of cycles are converging at the same time. When that happens we enter a state of extremes. That state slowly passes as we enter new cycles. When we live in harmony with the planet the passages from one cycle to another are smooth. It doesn’t have to be devastating. It is our disconnection from the natural flow of cycles that create the struggle and conflict.”

“Bringing about balance is not going to solve anything. Balance is the cessation of natural cyclic movement. The pendulum cannot be stopped in the middle between polarities. Yes, that point of balance in the middle is a great opportunity for empowerment but it is fleeting. Your scientists say that nature hates a vacuum. Balance is a vacuum. It’s when everything stops. Yes, that vacuum can be seen as an opportunity to bring forth something new but it puts an end to the natural movement and rhythms of life. Nature is in a state of constant imbalance with the energy pendulums constantly swinging back and forth between polarities. It is this constant movement that enables life to flourish. In a state of constant balance life would stop in this dimension.”

“You guys are focusing on the wrong thing. You want to bring forth oneness and you are trying to do it through creating some unwavering state of balance. There is a way to bring forth oneness without forcing an unnatural state of balance. Instead of focusing exclusively on creating balance we can call forth that oneness by creating a state of harmony.”

The four men looked at each other with their jaws dropped.

“You can take two energies of different intensity and pitch and they can be in delightful harmony. If we balance them to have the very same intensity and pitch then there is no harmony. It becomes a monotone. A state of extreme dissonance, as we are now experiencing collectively, is changed through creating harmony between polarities. It is through harmonic convergence that the door to oneness opens up. It is in the state of harmony that oneness becomes undeniably apparent as always being there.”

“It is through our awareness of ever-present beauty and harmony that dissonance in our selves and our communities dissipates. We cannot stop the collective dissonance until we stop it within ourselves first. And we cannot do this until we fully enter the oneness of our hearts and feel all the love, joy, and beauty that resides there. We can only do it one person at a time.”

“And right now is a great time to do it. The collective dissonance that is so pervasive right now is nudging us to do so. It is pushing us in the direction of harmony so we should focus more on harmony instead of balance. Right now is a time to change our tune. In harmony we can embrace the oneness that we have forgotten and thereby change and uplift the vibrational frequencies this paradise of a planet resonates in.”

A long silence ensued. Eventually the old woman reached behind her and pulled out a wooden flute. As she began playing the flute the whole world changed.