The Last Invasion
Chapter Seven
Now Martin had made a decision. He was definitely not with those who wanted to become martyrs. He definitely did not want revenge. What he desired above all things was peace. Personal peace. Peace for his family and peace for his country and finally, peace for the world. He was just built differently than Bill and those who had fallen completely into a cynical military mind-set. If that’s the way the world is, I belong somewhere else, he thought, but I refuse to take that suicide pill, period. For any reason!
He would not tell Laura about that abominable meeting. It sickened him. He wanted more than anything to get free of this bondage. Freedom was not to be found there. If he could go a different route, then perhaps... That’s why he would take up remote viewing. He would learn another way of communication. He would learn a new way of gathering intelligence and information. Perhaps he could use remote viewing to find a Red Chinese Cadre that inwardly felt as he did. Perhaps, he could find out if anyone at the group-home was still alive.
“why aren’t you saying anything, Marty, what happened at that meeting that has you so upset?” Laura was puzzled.
“Frankly, I can’t tell you anything,” said Martin, “everything there is totally covert. And, I don’t like it at all.”
He remembered the little box he had put into his pocket. I’m going to throw that damn cyanide pill away, he thought, I guess I do need to dispose of it properly. It could be dangerous out in the environment somewhere.
“Laura, I did meet an interesting person who I will see tomorrow night. I won’t even tell you his name right now. I think somehow I have been sucked into this hush hush secret hell myself. I’ll tell you truthfully, that I am confused. I am angry and I am scared shitless. Some big and perhaps frightening things are suppose to occur soon. I can’t tell you how to prepare and don’t even know how to myself. I am heart broken not knowing about our children, not knowing about the group-home and not knowing anything period. I am going to learn remote viewing.”
“Remote viewing? I’ve heard that it doesn’t work,” said Laura.
“Well, I am going to find out for myself. If it does work, there may be some good come of it, if not, then I am no worse off than now. To become... a bitter, cynical, revengeful and hateful person is not what I want and I can see that starting to happen to me right now, if I listen to the trash I am hearing. To me, this world is not a vicious dogfight period. If it is, send me to Venus, I don’t want to be here.”
“I’ve never heard you talk this way before, Marty, you are really upset.”
“There is a better way, Laura, and I can do nothing but try to find it. If it doesn’t exist, then I will die trying but I will not participate in the bullshit that others gravitate to so easily. No, I will not. I don’t know why I am that way but I cannot be anything different.”
“You’re already different.”
“Yes I am. And... it is a very lonely place to be because I am continually swimming against the tide.”
“Marty, I want you to know something. I love you with all my heart. I believe that what you say is real and true. What’s happening to us is not normal in any way. It is sickness. It is like a disease. Let’s do anything we can to get well and help others find healing instead of hatred and self-destruction. God knows we’ve had enough of that. What difference does it make if no one understands? That’s their problem. Go with your heart my darling. I am with you and will go where you go.”
“My sweet, that means everything to me. Thank you. I do what I do for me but also for you and for Marci and for Kenneth and for our country... and for Grace and all the folks at the group-home. I cannot forget them. They are always before my eyes and until I see them again I will not rest. What is happening to us now did not occur in a vacuum. It is the outcome of our own cultural foolishness, ignorance and misled lives. Forgive me.”
“Oh yes. I do.”
Martin and Laura fell into each others arms. They held each other and made love. Somehow, they would never be the same again.
Chapter Eight
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