Irrefutable Proof: Mars Origin "I" Series Book II (8 page)

Chapter
Thirteen

“Good,” I said and asked again. “Are the Watchers fallen
angels?”

“Good question,” Simon answered, mockingly. “No. The Book of
Enoch mentions angels who
descended,
not
fell,
to Earth. And the
only “Angel of Light” per se in the Bible is the Devil. These beings can’t be
Satan because there are too many of them. The Bible only talks about one devil.
Enoch talks about two hundred of these Spirit of Light beings. I think this
tells a completely different story than in Genesis when humans and angels
procreated.”

“Tell me about these Watchers.”

“Well, they’re not angels at all. Fallen or otherwise. In the
Latin parts of the Book of Enoch - ”

“Wait. Wait, wait. What do you mean Latin parts? Enoch didn’t
write anything in Latin.”

“The manuscripts that were found in with the Dead Sea Scrolls
were written in Latin, Aramaic and Hebrew.”

“Wait,” I said again. I couldn’t believe my ears.
It was
just like the AHM manuscripts I'd translated
. “They were encoded with the
three languages?” I asked. “You mean each line was written in all three?” The
AHM manuscripts had been encoded using three languages. Now he was telling me
so was the Book of Enoch?

“No, Justin,” he said. “What would make you think that? Different
parts of it were written in one of the languages, you know. Some in Latin, some
in Aramaic, some in Hebrew. The manuscript that was found with the Dead Sea
Scrolls was found in fragments.

“Oh.”

“Anyway, angels weren’t called Watchers in the Bible. That
kind of connotation – calling them Watchers as if overseeing something or
someone – would be used if you’re talking about guardian angels. And, the
concept of guardian angels is not found anywhere in the Bible. Bible talks
about angels only as messengers and warriors.

“Enoch writes that these Watchers, against God’s wishes, came
down and bred with humans. The Watchers instructed humans - well only the ones
they procreated with and their offspring - in metallurgy and metalworking,
cosmetics, medicine, astrology, astronomy and meteorology.

That was interesting
, I thought. The Ancients had written in the AHM manuscripts
that they had created a man. Not cloned one, but created one. And their
creation had mated with the human Watchers. The people assigned to observe
them. I had deduced that their creation was what we know as the Neanderthal.
Even our scientists had determined that humans didn’t evolve from Neanderthal
and had mated with them at some point. Could this be who Enoch was talking
about?

“So,” I said, after a long pause. “Basically, these Watchers
gave the humans and their children knowledge way ahead of what was known in
their time?”

“Right. But then,” he said, “Enoch, I believe, is writing in
this book that the
advanced knowledge
that had been given to these
people by the Watchers was taken from them. Something definitely happened to this
knowledge, but there is a difference of opinion what that was. One
interpretation is that the
people
were lost or destroyed. Someone put
‘flood’ on Wiki. That they, meaning the humans, and not just the advance knowledge
they had, was destroyed in the flood. Meaning the Great Flood. I didn’t write
that because I don’t agree with it for two reasons.

“One, I don’t think these humans and the Nephilim, that’s what
the offspring were called, were
destroyed
. In a previous verse it says
that the Watchers ‘consumed all the
acquisitions
of men.’ So I think man
lost
the things he had
acquired
from the Watchers – knowledge –
that’s what was lost or taken from man. Not their
lives
. The Hebrew word
used was
abad
, which means perish, but also can mean lost.
Charam
-
”

“Would mean ‘utterly destroyed’,” I said.

“Right. And he didn’t use that word.”

“So that part was written in Hebrew?” I asked.

“Hebrew. Yeah. Now, the other reason I don’t think that these
people, the Nephilim, who the Watchers parented were destroyed in the Great
Flood is because they didn’t include people from all over the world. Enoch
describes these people as being in one place. The flood destroyed everyone and
everything. Worldwide. It’s been estimated that there were about ten million
people on Earth at the time of the flood.”

“Yeah. I know,” I said. “So why kill ten million if you’re
only trying to get rid of the offspring of say two hundred people? Especially
since it was only three generations later until Noah and the Christian’s flood
story, it couldn’t have been that many of them. What did you call them the
Nephilim?” I said.

“Right.”

“Although,” I said, thinking more or less out loud. “Enoch, in
this dream state, could have been talking about something that happened years
before his time. He writes that these Watchers gave people advanced technology,
but he doesn’t know anything about this technology. He’s not living in the time
of it. He just sees it in his vision.”

“That’s good thinking, Justin. Some people would argue that
he’s talking about a future vision, but how much could happen between the time
of his vision and the flood? So, that’s another reason I believe the flood
didn’t wipe out the people with the knowledge. Because if Enoch was viewing
something that happened in the past, this knowledge, or people, if you believe
others, was already lost or destroyed by the time he had his vision. By the
time he’s living in. No reason to have the flood to get rid of them. And if
these people were living after the flood, then why have the flood? It wouldn’t
have wiped them out.”

“So, then who are these Watchers?” I asked.

“I’m thinking that they were people, perhaps from China or
Ethiopia that invaded other lands. They came and gave the people of places like
Egypt and Sumer the advanced knowledge that they had, but, as we all know, the
knowledge of our ancient ancestors was lost. I’m still working on who the
Watchers were and how that knowledge was lost. You have any ideas?”

“Nope. Not a clue,” I lied. “So you said that the Book of
Enoch, I’m going back to something you said earlier, ‘
that was
in
with
the Dead Sea Scrolls.’ Are you saying
another
Book of Enoch was
found?”

“It was. But the other one was never really lost. There were
people who knew about it. We – the civilized world – just didn’t. In fact, it
is canonized, so to speak.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, a tribe in Africa. Ethiopia to be specific, that’s
where I get the idea that the Watchers came from Ethiopia. Anyway, they have
the Book of Enoch - surprisingly a fully extant copy. It was found around the
1600s and was written in Ge’ez. Do you know that language?”

“Mm-mm.”

“Ge’ez,” he said “is a language that no one speaks anymore,
and hasn’t spoken in probably six or seven hundred years, since the time the
book was written. There are a couple of churches, though, the Ethiopian
Orthodox Tewahedo Church and Eritrean Orthodox Tewahedo Church that have it as
part of their Bible.”

“Fully extant?”

“Beautiful copy. Looks like it could have been written
yesterday. I got the opportunity to examine it a few years ago. Really
amazing.”

“What did the humans and Nephilim do with the knowledge that
they gained from the Watchers?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” he said, and chuckled. “Build the
pyramids?”

I didn’t say anything.

“Justin?” he said.

“Hmm.” I was lost in thought.

“You didn’t laugh. You know that was a joke, right?”

A joke?
As if that wasn’t possible.

Chapter Fourteen

Baltimore
, Maryland

August 20, 2011

The
Westbury End Book Club met on the second Tuesday of every month and had been
going strong for the past three years, thanks to good books, and good coffee.
The meeting that had just ended, however, had not been their regular meeting.
It had been a Saturday afternoon meeting and the business at hand hadn’t been
going through the discussion questions for the current book, but was a meeting
to choose the next book to read.

Addie
Hughes, one of the three committee members whose job it was to pick out the
next book, had, unknown to her other book clubbers, already decided on which
book they were going to read. She had even ordered the eight copies needed for
the members. Unfortunately, no one wanted to read the book she had chosen.

Without
any explanation, and after the club summarily dismissed her suggestion without
much discussion, with a wave and quick, “Bye,” Addie left. She had headed out
the door long before the meeting was over.

 Now
walking home, she was fuming.

“Ooh,
they make me so mad,” Addie said to her twin brother Jack, and best friend Rennie,
both book club members, as they caught up to her. They had left right behind
her after her hasty exit from the meeting.

Addie’s
lips were pressed together, and her chin was starting to tremble. Both could
see that she was upset.

Rennie,
who lived in the middle of the row house where Addie lived, was Addie’s age and
her best friend. She was shapely, with rounded hips and buttocks, had mocha
colored skin and glassy hazel eyes. She was a jogger and didn’t approve of too
much caffeine, but now all she wanted was just to placate Addie.

“I can’t believe you didn’t want to take any of the coffee
that was left, you never leave without it. Did you forget your thermos? How are
you going to sleep tonight, without your cup of coffee?” She tried to take
Addie’s mind off of the club’s decision.

Addie
turned and glared at Rennie. Jack knew that look. There was no talking to her
when she got mad enough that she started to cry. Still, he took on Rennie’s
quest to make Addie less angry.

 “Everyone
doesn’t like the same thing, Addie. You know,” he said, “maybe you can bring
the idea back up, next time it’s your turn to pick.”

 “It
doesn’t matter,” she said, trying to push back the anger. “I’ll just read the
book myself. Don’t need a club to do that. But what really makes me mad is that
they acted as if my opinion didn’t matter. It was, after all, my turn to pick
the book.”

“Not
completely. You do have to choose with two other members,” Jack reminded her.

“Jack,
just go home. Why you following me anyway? Go home and leave me alone. I’ve
already ordered the books. I’ve got eight, I’ll send seven back and read the
one myself.”

“I’ll
read it.” Jack put his arm around Addie, who swiftly shrugged it away. “What’s
it called?” He kept talking. “Fishy Water?”

“I’ll
read it too,” Rennie added.

 Addie
closed her eyes and let a slight smile emerge. She leaned into Jack and pushed
him.

“Thank
you both. And no, Jack, it’s not Fishy Water, it’s
The Dead Sea Fish
.”

The
three walked up the walkway that lead to Addie’s door.

“Tell
me about her first book,” Jack said. Do I need to read it first to understand
the sequel? Give me a quick synopsis. Hundred words or less,” he said glancing
down at his watch. “And then I gotta go.”

Addie
chuckled. Jack looked at her puzzled. “It’s just, in the book, the main
character’s husband told her to tell him in a hundred words or less what the
manuscripts were about. I wonder could I do that with the book.”

“Try.
If it’s too complicated, I’ll borrow your book and read that one too.”

“I
can tell you,” she said. “The basic premise is that in the beginning man came
from Mars. They were extremely advanced, technologically speaking. You know
they could travel through space, all that sort of stuff. They had destroyed
Mars with some kind of nuclear disaster, and they had to move underground
because the earth was radioactive, making everyone sick. They had been playing
with the planet Earth like for millions of years. They created the dinosaurs.
They created the Neanderthal. Built the pyramids, changed the climate on the
planet. They even conducted experiments with plants and animals. Then they
killed them all off when they got tired of them.

“What
do you mean ‘playing’ around with Earth?”

“Well
like, you know, they had conducted experiments here. No man lived here at the
time, so Earth was like a big lab for their experiments.”

“They
had people called Watchers who conducted and watched over the experiments.”

“Wow,”
Jack said. “And this is the book that you believe is true?”

“Yep.
That man didn’t originate here. He came here on spaceships. The book said there
was a one world government, run by the Elect. They were the leaders on Mars,
and they ultimately decided to try and continue man here because they couldn’t
live on Mars anymore. You know, due to the radiation. But since they had made
such a mess with their planet - racism, nuclear accidents and everything, they
decided to populate Earth with only Indians.”

“Really?”
Jack laughed. “They had Indians?”

“Yeah,
they had Indians. So that’s why when Europeans started exploring the new world
and they’d find what they thought ‘new’ land, it was always already occupied.” Addie
looked at Jack, “By the Indians. Get it?”

“Yeah,
I get it. Go ahead.”

“That’s
basically it.”

“No,
the saboteurs.” Rennie said.

“Oh,
yeah, how could I forget that? But the whole plan, you know, the plan to have
only Indians, was sabotaged.”

“Addie,
you know this stuff so well that you’re leaving out important tidbits,” Rennie
said. “Jack, the Indians, which the author figures out is the people the
manuscripts were talking about, because you know, they didn’t have the word
‘Indians.’ Anyway they were like in the book
Flowers for Algernon
. They
were really smart, all the Martians . . .”

“They’re
not Martians,” Addie said.

“They’re
from Mars. What else would you call them?”

“Jack,
don’t get mixed up,” Addie said. “They weren’t ‘Martian’ quote, unquote. They
were humans - ” Addie tried to finish but Rennie waved off.

“Back
to the
Flowers for Algernon
. Remember how after Charlie Gordon became
really smart he started losing his intelligence?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s
what they did on Mars. The Elect, that’s the name of the one-world government,
chose the Indians but kind of bred them. You know. Took away their smartness.”

“No.
I don’t know.” Jacked gave a perplexed look to both of them.

“They
kept them separate from the others and slowly let them regress. Their knowledge,
that is. They didn’t let them learn to read, watch TV.”

“Who
said they had a TV?” Addie said, frowning up her face. “They made them dumb.”
Addie took over telling the story. “Didn’t let them learn any of the advanced
technology. They wanted mankind to sort of start from the beginning. Learn
about fire and the wheel all over again once they made their new home on Earth.
You know. So they wouldn’t destroy their new planet with the same arrogance and
technology.  And then the Indians were brought down to this planet. Everyone
else,” Addie emphasized, “was set to die.”

“Right,
but people who hadn’t been regressed,” Rennie said. “The ones that were set to
die, found out about the plan. So they stole spaceships,” Addie gave Rennie a
look. “Okay, I don’t know that they
stole
the spaceships, but they left
the planet, sneaking off, and came down here to live at the last minute,
bringing the advanced technology with them. So that’s how technology came here.
That’s how the pyramids were built, Stonehenge, the statues on Easter Island. That’s why people in ancient times knew so much. I don’t know how they
forgot it later, why we don’t have the technology to travel through space and stuff
now, the book doesn’t say.”

“And
they came here because of nuclear activity on Mars?”

“Yep.”
Addie nodded. “It destroyed their planet.”

“And
who wrote about this?”

“Justin
Dickerson.”

“Wait.”
Rennie looked confused. “That wasn’t the author’s name.”

“That’s
her real name,” Addie said. “I found out when I ordered the new book.”

“Justin.
That’s a guy’s name.”

“It’s
her name. She’s a Biblical archaeologist. And, she’s the one who found the
manuscripts.”

•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•≈•

He
certainly believed it at the time.

As
Jack left his twin sister’s house and headed for his car, this whole issue with
the book stirred in his mind. It wasn’t that Addie’s book club wouldn’t read
it, that wasn’t what was bothering him. It was the substance of the story in
that book. It jogged Jack’s memory.

He
remembered being given NASA’s report on the soil up on Mars. He also remembered
feeling confident that no one else knew. Especially a
Biblical archaeologist
.
Didn’t they look for things underground and not in outer space?

Thirteen
years ago. He had worked with Senior Counterintelligence Officer Robert Kevron
at the Pentagon. He remembered the meeting with the scientist from NASA. The
scientist had briefed the two of them about the abundance of radioactive
substances found on Mars. Information NASA had gleaned from the soil samples
they got from the series of space probes sent to Mars. He and Robert Kevron was
assigned to determine what threats, from the general population, could come
from the knowledge of a possible man-made nuclear reaction on the surface of Mars.

Jack
got in his car, turned on the ignition and just sat there.

Part
of his duties at the Pentagon during that time had been working as the
government liaison between NASA and the NSA. A very small part of it because,
really, what is the threat to national security that could involve NASA? Not
very much. No one actually believed aliens were going to come and shoot anyone
with nuclear ray guns, but still it had been put on a watch-list. He had
believed the report of what it
could
mean. And now his position as the
liaison as well as the NSA department that he worked with, were defunct. 

He
hadn’t heard any more about what else NASA found. It was more or less put on a
back shelf by the government, and him. He knew the report was still there –
somewhere. The Pentagon never threw anything away.

But,
he didn’t want to alarm the government over something that might not be true.
He didn’t find out about this woman in any kind of official capacity. He needed
to speak to Mr. Kevron who was now retired. That man’s mind was like a steal
trap. Nothing got loose. He would remember what was done at the time on his end,
and if the matter should be reopened based on the intelligence he had just
gleaned from his sister and her friend. Jack figured it would be better to
speak to Kevron in person. He’d take a flight down to Alabama, surprise Kevron.
He didn’t want him to tell him not to come.

“But
first,” he said out loud, putting the car in drive, and checking his mirror for
any oncoming traffic, “I’ll look into who this Justin Dickerson really is.”