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October 15, 2012

A small step forward

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First contact, chapter one of Journal of a time traveler, a science fiction book

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Journal of a time traveler Chapter 2

July 14, 2012

Ch. 1: Egypt time travel III

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Time travel to Egypt part 3

The long corridor was full with unmistakable Amarna style sculptures and finished in a large polished door. Aton solar disk guarding the entrance started to glide smoothly away in twin golden halves, the door was opening to let us pass. Inside a filtered light inviting sleeping or meditation made visible a tall man sitting in well lit corner heavily absorbed
by a papyrus. Close to him a woman of remarkable beauty. A young, thin handler in a white dress practically hanging over his tiny frame ushered us in, Ahmose the scribe was already there. The famous sculpture now in Louvre and that wonder is the painted limestone in the Berlin museum made clear to me who the actors were: Akhenaton and Nefertiti. All the unimpressed feelings from before suddenly passed away, this time I almost physically felt the strike of Ancient Egypt falling on my soul, it was like suddenly being part of an old fairytale which happened to be a true one, with my exception of course. I was the fake in the picture and by unknown reasons this did not diminished its value. “Be yourself” Ahmose whispered to me, “He is already aware of who you are” and
after a short pause while his eyes tried again to evaluate me: “you will find many things in common with Him.” I gazed at his face, trying to weigh up his latest words, but he clearly made a sign that this is all he can endow with. Nefertiti acknowledged our entrance and made an approach sign while her face opened in the most serene smile I ever witnessed: be welcome in our land of bliss and sorrow traveller from the stars. Her impact was seething within me a chaotic mass of thoughts and feelings, shielding for long seconds my mind from her words. I was remembering only bliss, sorrow, stars and traveller not yet
fully aware about their sense but at least I had the readiness of mind to bow politely. Still caught under her spell I was awaked by his deep voice:

“Ten years already passed since the last traveller visited Earth, are you bringing some news from your people? Will they help us to return our homes?” If I was disconcerted by her words he was completely sending me in the fog. Probably he felt my disorientation: “are you the proper owner of that belt?”

My words were going out slowly as they were hurting me:  “I am only a passenger owner; this thing only belongs to itself.”

“That can be the truth even when other said different things in the past.”

“It is the truth as truth it is that I am not a traveller from the stars.” His eyes were contracting to almost a thin line, but his voice showed no change in temper yet. “This also can be the truth even if I find to be a hard one to explain.”

“Still it is the truth, I come from Earth, just that not this moment Earth.” The silence between us becomes almost solid when she broke it: “Are you trying to tell us about you being a time traveller from future Earth?”

“Indeed I am that kind of traveller. I am your guest or prisoner or whatever you want to consider me.”

“You are not a prisoner.”

“Then please allow me a question”, and as he nodded to me: “I entered here with all my knowledge telling me I will found an ancient pharaoh and his wife, both famous in our history. I am able to see the royal pair but I am unsettled to see more than this. Will you help me to settle this riddle?”

They looked at each other for a moment, then after a sign all people in the room went out apart the scribe and the young girl then she broke again the silence: “Probably that our slightly different humanoid shape is already telling you facts you don’t want to acknowledge yet, indeed both of them had the same elongate skulls like the girl with much higher cranial capacity. We are humanoid in shape but not humans, we are not from
Earth. Our space vessel broke while in Sol orbit and we made emergency landing
on your planet, your ancestor’s planet

How to time travel to Egypt end of part 3

July 11, 2012


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The page “Chapter 2  First contact” contains the entries 1-11 on the blog. This text is the final version therefore some things are changed compared with the previous blog entries.


July 10, 2012

Ch. 1: Egypt time travel II

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Probably you are wondering why I am not talking about the beauty of the city, about the
monuments which no modern human has ever seen in their full splendour. It’s a curious feeling, but while I was very impressed by the ruins of old civilizations, Egypt included, even overwhelmed in some cases, I never had a similar sensation whilst walking in this new-old city.  It’s simply human nature; it appears so actual, so fresh, that I cannot give it the same respect I gave to the ruins of the same city. You cannot feel respect for a young child even when it looks so beautiful. In the end the difference was made by the awesome experience of the city’s own life. A day of Amarna’s life.

I was wandering, without direction, in the Central City, picking at my fish from time to time, soaking up that magical atmosphere. A furious whip sound broke the murmur of the city followed by a sudden burn on my right shoulder. I realized that all the people were bowing deeply and after a short hesitation I did the same. Too late. I felt a sharp pain again on both my shoulders this time, while the whip cracked the silent tension in the crowd. (more…)

June 30, 2012

Ch. 1: Egypt time travel I

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Time travel to Egypt part 1

I don’t feel any moment the need for a speech comparing my steps with steps for mankind. Maybe for the simple reason that I have had no contribution in the making, there is no audience to impress, or I am just too scared. In movies you see a strange field of force like a suspended fluid; you touch the field, smile for the camera, keep your breath and jump. Here was nothing: Closed the eyes at home opened them in Egypt under a bright sun. The ancient Egypt. (more…)

June 26, 2012

First contact (end of chapter 2)

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“Do you have contracts?”

“I used a term you will understand. If you can convince me that the mission should be stopped or that is already accomplished it is not considered unilateral leave.”

“So we are in direct contact all the time?”

“In a way, but it is too early to discuss this.”

“It is never too early to understand the danger I will face in time travels.”

“This is not about danger, but about technology and ways of working.” (more…)

June 18, 2012

First contact

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I started to sit more often in the garden instead of hiking in weekends. The weather was more like late autumn than late summer so I had a good excuse, but to be honest it was more about trying to re-enact dreaming, and trying to have them in a safe place like the chair in my garden, not in a car or walking on the street. The famous glass of wine was also there but to no avail. I tried with both hands, half empty, full, empty, with the left eye, the right one, both open, both closed, almost one month of hard trying with absolute no success. But even with this small stress, the process was still enjoyable. Maybe I should change my job; wine taster is much more pleasant, even romantic compared to the dull process of doing business and code review

“Do you like it?” I turned around to see the owner of the strange voice. In fact the voice by itself was more pleasant than strange. A pleasant feminine voice, only the feeling that I had never heard it before was strange, and the sudden apparition in my garden.  I saw no one, decided there was no voice and I slipped back in reverie status waiting for my personal Godot dream to come back. (more…)

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