#29.21 - Atlantis

One of the vimanas was struggling. The strain on the Voyagers was intense. Each connected to the other and through their collective effort the fleet moved. When one was lost, the others felt it, the grieving, but far more risky would be to continue to hold on to the damaged vessel. During their years of careful meticulous training, they were told, under no circumstances should you bring the vessel back. Our ships will eventually decompose and return to the soil. Do not attempt to bring a ship back. Get the people on board onto another craft or crafts, but just leave the ship.

However, Darshan knows that this is not an ordinary circumstance. Should they leave the ship behind, the people behind, who knows what would happen. Would the ship be used to locate Atlantis. Would it yield secrets to the people who had just arrived? Perhaps they were friendly. Would we take the risk?

Somewhere in his tumbling thoughts was Ama and how he had left her behind. She was ready to go though, right? It is something I will have to keep telling myself, he knows. It something which I will have to use to comfort myself forever.

I have no justification - none.

I should have taken her... it only intrudes for a moment and then he makes the decision. We must bring the craft back. We cannot leave it behind.

Darshan, his other Voyagers say, we will do what you decide. 

We cannot leave it behind because the risks are too great. 

But how will we fly the craft?

Are we ready to take a little and then use the captain of the Antilochus to bring it back?

So be it. At once they feel the weight of the vimana fall upon their consciousness. It is like suddenly lifting a stone with your mind. Darshan does not know if they will be able to sustain the strain all the way back to Atlantis.

As the craft evens out, even as their own ships make their way through the air, they bring an evenness to the burden, like men shifting the weight of a coffin on their shoulders. And in this way, they bear the fleet home, the weariness of mournful geese flying against the blood red moon.

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Ama feels the earth rocking beneath her. It is time, she says. She knows Darshan is long gone now. He will not return for her. He must look after those who should be looked after. I am leaving, she says, I am leaving too. She prepares herself. I will not be here when anyone arrives. I have led a good life. The best, she says. I have no regrets, none. It has been a life well lived. A life complete.

It is right I go alone. It feels pure. My darling children, I go ahead to prepare a way for you. Be at peace. And just like that Ama went. Her spirit already missing the body which enabled it to delight in the pleasures of the Earth. It was the right them to leave, she realises. After this, everything gets so much harder.

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The Council needs to know what the Annunaki plan, says Valkorn. Are we ready for them?

Valkorn, we do not know if they are going to give us trouble. We do not know what is happening in Mu.

Did you not her Darshan and the other Voyagers? Mu has fallen. 

No, we do not know if it has fallen. We only know that they have arrived, they are here, they perhaps tried to steal and ship and -

And they have a light beam or SOMETHING that can destroy, obliterate everything around them.

Aminata is silent. 

Valkorn shouts at her - Aminata we CAN know what is going on. All we need to do is let the Scryers see and tell us what has happened.

It is not so easy Valkorn. What the Scryers see is limited. Just a single aspect, a single dimension. A facet - you know this. This is why we cannot act on the information. We are seekers, not actors in this.

What is the point if at the hour of our need we cannot avail of this knowledge. Put it together? Valkorn asks, exasperated. He has clearly had this conversation several times. 

Why don't you tell him? interjects Cerima.

Tell me what?

Aminata does not rely. Cerima looks at her meaningly.

Tell me what? Will someone speak!

Cerima says, That the Gods are getting involved.

What! Valkorn exclaims. The Gods are getting involved.

Aminata sighs. And nods. Kali Yurga is upon us.

Remind me again what Kali Yurga is. 

Kali Yurga is the age of - Aminata's voice falters. She then clears her throat and speaks. Kali Yurga is the Age of Destruction. It has arrived.

The Age of Destruction? says Valkorn in disbelief. What are you telling me?

Valkorn, says Aminata, a little annoyed, I know you don't remember this, but in our time on Earth, everything works in cycles. It has something to do with where we are in the cosmos. Everytime we reenter the same space again, we will undergo a change in the age. We have no entered Kali Yurga. 

Are you saying you knew this was going to happen and you did nothing about it?

There is nothing we can do unless you can stop the Earth from spinning round the Sun and the Sun travelling through the Cosmos. Don't be an idiot. It is the first time Aminata has shown annoyance.

But if this has happened before -

Yes. That is why I am telling you - the Gods are now getting involved.

Fine. How long is this Kali Yurga going to last? Ten, twenty years? 

Aminata and Cerima and silent.

What fifty? A hundred? Valkorn asks incredulous.

Cerima sighs and looks out of the window.

Tell me, he insists.

Valkorn, Cerima answers. Kali Yurga, each age Valkorn, lasts about 285,000 years.

There is a stunned silence in the Council chamber.

Two hundred and eighty-five thousand years??? Valkorn repeats slowly, his voice between a murmur and a squeak.

What are we going to do about this?

We are going to do the best we can, replies Aminata. You see now - why the Gods have had to get involved. We are going to need all the help we can get.

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