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tagging Star Log – Test Post – Please Ignore – Thank you!

When starting a new blog, I like to set up all the “possible” tags I may use over the years to come, and so I have them in the clickable drop down menu of my dashboard, I put them all on the first few posts of the blog – This is a very old post, copied from Star Log, to put my tags on this blog. The only thing this post contains is a list of every tag I have every used on Star Log. As each tag list can only contain 200 characters, there well be several of these posts, until all tags have been inserted into this blogs drop down feature. So, you can just ignore this post as it is only useful to me the blogger and not you the reader.

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Who are the Diontites?

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

Who are the Diontites?

Not sure exactly. They are bored. They have progressed beyound progression, for progressions sake. They are older than milinias. They have learned everything there is to know. Because they are bored they waunder around the universe, mascurading as gods and playing with creatures on planets like they were dolls. They say that they were once us, and we shall become them, though they say that to every race they meet. Etiole says they are evil, not because they are nessacarly evil, but because they have been every where and done every thing and now their is nothing left for them to do, so they make up things to do the pass the time, and the games they play often hurt the pauns (people) they us to play them.
It is Etiole’s beliefe that they are The Greys, so many Humans claim to have been abducted by in recent years. He also believes that they were the gods of the ancients: the Eygptians, Abraham, Moses, the Aztec, etc. He says they travel the universe in search of primative life forms, such as Humans, and than set them selves up as gods. He says they are dangerous, decietful, and Humans who preach their “religons” are not to be trusted. He says they were once primative beings (like Humans now are), a race of scientists, who studied everything, but that they learned too much and progressed too far and now they see themselves as all powerful gods.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

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Who are the Diontites?

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

Who are the Diontites?

Not sure exactly. They are bored. They have progressed beyound progression, for progressions sake. They are older than milinias. They have learned everything there is to know. Because they are bored they waunder around the universe, mascurading as gods and playing with creatures on planets like they were dolls. They say that they were once us, and we shall become them, though they say that to every race they meet. Etiole says they are evil, not because they are nessacarly evil, but because they have been every where and done every thing and now their is nothing left for them to do, so they make up things to do the pass the time, and the games they play often hurt the pauns (people) they us to play them.
It is Etiole’s beliefe that they are The Greys, so many Humans claim to have been abducted by in recent years. He also believes that they were the gods of the ancients: the Eygptians, Abraham, Moses, the Aztec, etc. He says they travel the universe in search of primative life forms, such as Humans, and than set them selves up as gods. He says they are dangerous, decietful, and Humans who preach their “religons” are not to be trusted. He says they were once primative beings (like Humans now are), a race of scientists, who studied everything, but that they learned too much and progressed too far and now they see themselves as all powerful gods.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

What’s your take on this? I’d love to hear what you have to say about this post. Leave a comment and share your views!

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Diona and Zetasha. Names you assume to be a planet and a star. Any idea where they are?

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

Diona and Zetasha. Names you assume to be a planet and a star. Any idea where they are?

No idea.
Zetasha, I think is equivalent of our North Star. It seems to be a bright star, which can be seen from their planet, that they used to measure maps, other stars and planets with. It is not in our galaxy. I’m not sure that it can be seen from Earth. Or rather, it’s not in our time, I think would be more correct. Like I said before, it’s almost like Etiole is what the Human race will be thouands of years from now and some how he’s stepped through and come out in our version of his world. His constant warnings about taking care of the wetlands and his constant desperate plea for Humans to do something, ANYTHING, to prevent the extinction of all of the frogs, indicats that he has come from a time on Earth, when there are no frogs, and the total extintion of the frogs has somehow created a massive widespread change in the entire Human race, resulting in us no longer being “Humans” but something totally different. He worries and panics and fretts over the fact that the frogs are dieing out. When I first meet him in the 1970′s, it was differant – he was so happy that we had frogs left and right all over the planet. It’s almost as if he thought we had some how changed history and the frogs did not die out in our dimension the way they had in his, but than in the late 1980′s all the local frogs vanished practically over night and local scientist can’t figure out why, and now Ettiole is just in a constant panic over it . . . it’s like, he’s seen this happen before and he’s terrified that our Earth will become his Earth.
Anyways, I got off track there. I think Zetasha is a very bright light – a really, really bright light, like it is a solar system or a planet or a star or something really big that blew up and changed the night sky so that there’s always this really big bright light. It’s almost as if he’s describing The North Star, only after it has blown up and turned into this really big white light across the sky.
Diona. That’s a different matter entirely. He says his home is “far away”, but compared to Diona, we are neighbors. He describes Diona as “on the other side of the universe, as far away from here as you can get”. Of course, he describes Earth as his “home” as well. I think by far away he means another dimension of Earth that is very hard to get to, at least we Humans don’t really have a way to reach it, at least not alive. The spirit world, heaven, faerie realm, something of that nature. But Diona. Diona is different. Diona is like, on the other side of a black hole or something, the way he describes it . . . almost as if it were Outer Darkness or Hell or something of that nature.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

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Diona and Zetasha. Names you assume to be a planet and a star. Any idea where they are?

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

Diona and Zetasha. Names you assume to be a planet and a star. Any idea where they are?

No idea.
Zetasha, I think is equivalent of our North Star. It seems to be a bright star, which can be seen from their planet, that they used to measure maps, other stars and planets with. It is not in our galaxy. I’m not sure that it can be seen from Earth. Or rather, it’s not in our time, I think would be more correct. Like I said before, it’s almost like Etiole is what the Human race will be thouands of years from now and some how he’s stepped through and come out in our version of his world. His constant warnings about taking care of the wetlands and his constant desperate plea for Humans to do something, ANYTHING, to prevent the extinction of all of the frogs, indicats that he has come from a time on Earth, when there are no frogs, and the total extintion of the frogs has somehow created a massive widespread change in the entire Human race, resulting in us no longer being “Humans” but something totally different. He worries and panics and fretts over the fact that the frogs are dieing out. When I first meet him in the 1970′s, it was differant – he was so happy that we had frogs left and right all over the planet. It’s almost as if he thought we had some how changed history and the frogs did not die out in our dimension the way they had in his, but than in the late 1980′s all the local frogs vanished practically over night and local scientist can’t figure out why, and now Ettiole is just in a constant panic over it . . . it’s like, he’s seen this happen before and he’s terrified that our Earth will become his Earth.
Anyways, I got off track there. I think Zetasha is a very bright light – a really, really bright light, like it is a solar system or a planet or a star or something really big that blew up and changed the night sky so that there’s always this really big bright light. It’s almost as if he’s describing The North Star, only after it has blown up and turned into this really big white light across the sky.
Diona. That’s a different matter entirely. He says his home is “far away”, but compared to Diona, we are neighbors. He describes Diona as “on the other side of the universe, as far away from here as you can get”. Of course, he describes Earth as his “home” as well. I think by far away he means another dimension of Earth that is very hard to get to, at least we Humans don’t really have a way to reach it, at least not alive. The spirit world, heaven, faerie realm, something of that nature. But Diona. Diona is different. Diona is like, on the other side of a black hole or something, the way he describes it . . . almost as if it were Outer Darkness or Hell or something of that nature.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

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Where do they come from (the aliens who visit Earth)?

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

Where do they come from (the aliens who visit Earth)?

No idea. I get the impression that there are multiple races coming from multiple planets from multiple galaxies. Like I said, Etiole is evasive, he’s never been forward with information. But that is his indication.
Etiole specifically, though? He comes from a planet near a white dwarf. Well, he didn’t call it a white drawf, that’s what I interpreted his discription of it to be. He says their sun died and turned white. It blew up and destroyed most everything around it. Some sort of super nova collapse or something to that nature. From that I came to the conclusion, that his home planet is crippled, and in orbit around a white dwarf.
Obviously it’s a water planet, much like Earth, otherwise he wouldn’t be the fish-like, merman, thing that he is. He needs water to survive. A lot of it. Thus he stays near the ocean.
The only actual name he’s ever mentioned was Zetasha, (again, no idea if I’m spelling that right or not.) I think that Zetasha is his planet’s equivalent of our North Star, at least that’s the impression I get, but what it is, where it is, or what name we would know it by (if we know it by any naame at all) I have not a clue.
(This is where I came up with the name of the character named Zetasha, in the Twighlight Manor series, by the way.)
He has also mentioned Diontites, more specifically, the Diontite Scientists or the scientists of Diona. They are an alien race . . . A race he refers to as an alien race, meaning they are from outer space, some place different than him. He hates them.
I have found some of his conversation puzzleing though, because I get the impression that he is not actually from another planet, but rather from Earth itself, but somehow has stepped through some sort of dimension or alternate Earth or something like that.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

What’s your take on this? I’d love to hear what you have to say about this post. Leave a comment and share your views!

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Blingo

Where do they come from (the aliens who visit Earth)?

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

Where do they come from (the aliens who visit Earth)?

No idea. I get the impression that there are multiple races coming from multiple planets from multiple galaxies. Like I said, Etiole is evasive, he’s never been forward with information. But that is his indication.
Etiole specifically, though? He comes from a planet near a white dwarf. Well, he didn’t call it a white drawf, that’s what I interpreted his discription of it to be. He says their sun died and turned white. It blew up and destroyed most everything around it. Some sort of super nova collapse or something to that nature. From that I came to the conclusion, that his home planet is crippled, and in orbit around a white dwarf.
Obviously it’s a water planet, much like Earth, otherwise he wouldn’t be the fish-like, merman, thing that he is. He needs water to survive. A lot of it. Thus he stays near the ocean.
The only actual name he’s ever mentioned was Zetasha, (again, no idea if I’m spelling that right or not.) I think that Zetasha is his planet’s equivalent of our North Star, at least that’s the impression I get, but what it is, where it is, or what name we would know it by (if we know it by any naame at all) I have not a clue.
(This is where I came up with the name of the character named Zetasha, in the Twighlight Manor series, by the way.)
He has also mentioned Diontites, more specifically, the Diontite Scientists or the scientists of Diona. They are an alien race . . . A race he refers to as an alien race, meaning they are from outer space, some place different than him. He hates them.
I have found some of his conversation puzzleing though, because I get the impression that he is not actually from another planet, but rather from Earth itself, but somehow has stepped through some sort of dimension or alternate Earth or something like that.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

What’s your take on this? I’d love to hear what you have to say about this post. Leave a comment and share your views!

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Blingo

Where do they come from (the aliens who visit Earth)?

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

Where do they come from (the aliens who visit Earth)?

No idea. I get the impression that there are multiple races coming from multiple planets from multiple galaxies. Like I said, Etiole is evasive, he’s never been forward with information. But that is his indication.
Etiole specifically, though? He comes from a planet near a white dwarf. Well, he didn’t call it a white drawf, that’s what I interpreted his discription of it to be. He says their sun died and turned white. It blew up and destroyed most everything around it. Some sort of super nova collapse or something to that nature. From that I came to the conclusion, that his home planet is crippled, and in orbit around a white dwarf.
Obviously it’s a water planet, much like Earth, otherwise he wouldn’t be the fish-like, merman, thing that he is. He needs water to survive. A lot of it. Thus he stays near the ocean.
The only actual name he’s ever mentioned was Zetasha, (again, no idea if I’m spelling that right or not.) I think that Zetasha is his planet’s equivalent of our North Star, at least that’s the impression I get, but what it is, where it is, or what name we would know it by (if we know it by any naame at all) I have not a clue.
(This is where I came up with the name of the character named Zetasha, in the Twighlight Manor series, by the way.)
He has also mentioned Diontites, more specifically, the Diontite Scientists or the scientists of Diona. They are an alien race . . . A race he refers to as an alien race, meaning they are from outer space, some place different than him. He hates them.
I have found some of his conversation puzzleing though, because I get the impression that he is not actually from another planet, but rather from Earth itself, but somehow has stepped through some sort of dimension or alternate Earth or something like that.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

What’s your take on this? I’d love to hear what you have to say about this post. Leave a comment and share your views!

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What do aliens want? Why are they here? What are their plans for the future? Are we under attack? Are we being invaded? Has Etiole ever mentioned anyt

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

What do aliens want? Why are they here? What are their plans for the future? Are we under attack? Are we being invaded? Has Etiole ever mentioned anything about all this?

Etiole is a military man. A soldier. A commanding officer.
Let me ask you this: if a commanding US officer, was left behind in Iraq as a casualty of war, believed dead, but really, was injured and taken into the home of a local woman who took care of him, do you really think, he would just start spouting off the United States Government’s military secrets to her? Even though she took him in and sheltered him and nursed him back to health, she is still a member of his enemies nation. Even if he should stay in Iraq and marry this woman, he would still be sworn to secrecy about his government’s military operations. Even if he brought her back to the USA with him, he’d still be sworn to secrecy. What good would a commanding officer be to his government, if he just told every one he met the inner workings of his government?
Okay, now that you’ve had that to think about, ask yourself this: why would an officer from another planet be any different?
In other words, no, he hasn’t said, and I haven’t asked, nor would I. That would be a breach of our trust and friendship.
However, Etiole uses a lot of was, had, used too, talk. Very past tense. Like one would use if talking about Auks and Dodos. I think his people are a dieing race. There are times when he kind of refers to himself like he was the last one left; like he hopes that some one else survived, but he doesn’t put much faith into it.
My guess is that there was a war. Putting pieces together I came to the conclusion that his planet’s sun went into super nova, became a white dwarf, and killed off just about every one. Those left behind, blamed the so-called Diontite Scientists for the whole thing, and declared war on them, took over a few of their ships, and set out looking for Diona to destroy it. Somehow Etiole ended up trapped on Earth around the 1660′s, has been here ever since, and really has no idea what ever became of his people, or wither or not they ever found Diona.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

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What do aliens want? Why are they here? What are their plans for the future? Are we under attack? Are we being invaded? Has Etiole ever mentioned anyt

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

What do aliens want? Why are they here? What are their plans for the future? Are we under attack? Are we being invaded? Has Etiole ever mentioned anything about all this?

Etiole is a military man. A soldier. A commanding officer.
Let me ask you this: if a commanding US officer, was left behind in Iraq as a casualty of war, believed dead, but really, was injured and taken into the home of a local woman who took care of him, do you really think, he would just start spouting off the United States Government’s military secrets to her? Even though she took him in and sheltered him and nursed him back to health, she is still a member of his enemies nation. Even if he should stay in Iraq and marry this woman, he would still be sworn to secrecy about his government’s military operations. Even if he brought her back to the USA with him, he’d still be sworn to secrecy. What good would a commanding officer be to his government, if he just told every one he met the inner workings of his government?
Okay, now that you’ve had that to think about, ask yourself this: why would an officer from another planet be any different?
In other words, no, he hasn’t said, and I haven’t asked, nor would I. That would be a breach of our trust and friendship.
However, Etiole uses a lot of was, had, used too, talk. Very past tense. Like one would use if talking about Auks and Dodos. I think his people are a dieing race. There are times when he kind of refers to himself like he was the last one left; like he hopes that some one else survived, but he doesn’t put much faith into it.
My guess is that there was a war. Putting pieces together I came to the conclusion that his planet’s sun went into super nova, became a white dwarf, and killed off just about every one. Those left behind, blamed the so-called Diontite Scientists for the whole thing, and declared war on them, took over a few of their ships, and set out looking for Diona to destroy it. Somehow Etiole ended up trapped on Earth around the 1660′s, has been here ever since, and really has no idea what ever became of his people, or wither or not they ever found Diona.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

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People who have read your stories are familiar with Miss Citten The EelKat’s intergalactic star ship the VISION-D8, and it’s tiny white skinned drag

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

People who have read your stories are familiar with Miss Citten The EelKat’s intergalactic star ship the VISION-D8, and it’s tiny white skinned drag queen Captain/Pilot Etiole Swanzen/The Goldeneagle. For some one who never took physics or astronomy, you write some pretty vivid and scientifically accurate details about star ships and solar systems. How do you explain this? And what can you tell us about the VISION-D8?

I am able to write with vivid clarity the things I write, because I can see them with vivid clarity. I was once asked, why I never write any stories set beyond the current date, and my answer was quite simply this: “Because I don’t know today what will happen to Etiole and his family tomorrow.” Oh, yes, if you come to my house, I’ll introduce you to Etiole. I’ll even take you to the landing site of their star ship the VISION-D8. To date, no one but me has seen them, except for twice. The first time I saw Etiole back in 1978, I was not alone, and those with me saw him too.
The first time I saw the VISION-D8, flying in the sky overhead, in 1983, I was not alone, and we all saw it: the entire town. They are aliens from another galaxy, and they are very real, however, to say you have not only seen, but also spoken to and made friends with aliens from another galaxy, well, that’s the quickest way to get labeled as a crazy person, some thing I sadly learned the hard way, and so actual details of the real sightings have been replaced by fictional versions in order to avoid being labeled *crazy*, because quite frankly those labels hurt. Labeling is a form of bullying wither people want to believe it or not. I don’t like it when people start labeling me like that.
In the early 1980′s my stories were straight up retellings of my sightings of these aliens and their ship. By the late 1980′s my LDS Bishop was busy contacting doctors, psychiatrists and psychologists. Because of this, I stopped writing my stories as non-fiction sightings, and instead rewrote all of the original stories into new fictional versions.
I draw the maps and retell the details of the solar system they came here from, based on what Etiole has told me. Is any of it accurate scientifically? I have no idea. My math is drastically limited. I can do most addition and subtraction problems, and I can count by twos, fives and tens, but beyond that I have zero math skills. I never was able to figure out multiplication, division or fractions, and because I failed both, basic math and pre algebra, I was not allowed to take any science courses which required a knowledge of mathematics. I have never studied physics, chemistry, technical sciences, or astronomy, so I can not verify that anything I wrote was accurate or not. My high school science was limited to Biology, Zoology, Botany, and Ornithology.
Though I tried, I can not get a GED because I could not do any of the math problems on the test. Because of my math problems, as a teen I was constantly told I was lazy and needed to study more. I don’t think any one have ever tried to learn the times tables any more than I did. I studied math for hours, each day, every day, for weeks on end, but no matter what I tried, numbers never stuck in my brain. I spent many sleepless nights of my high school years in tears, broken down by the shear frustration of trying to remember the numbers that I had seen on a page only minutes earlier. I know today, that this was caused by dyslexia. I no longer try to figure out how to do math, as I’ve come to accept that fact that numbers are simply something that my mind is not capable of translating.
But anyways, I know the details of the VISION-D8 inside out because it is a very real star ship. Again, this is a case of me writing what I know.
What can I tell you about it? I’ll pick up where I left off a few questions back:
It wasn’t until I was 8 years old, however, when my story of the white monkey changed dramatically, that I started having the problems. When I was 8, me and a friend from school (I was still in public school than) were playing in the woods, right under the very same tree where the white monkey had first been seen four years earlier, when a bright blinding white light flashed across the sky, and scared the daylights out of us. Her parents, out in their yard, had seen it too, (mine, in the house, had not). Most every one on our street, who was out doors at the time, saw it. It was seen across an area some two miles in diameter, and for the next 2 or 3 weeks, every one on our street, all the kids in school, and a few local reporters had one topic of conversation: UFOs and alien invasion. By the end of the month the Army had made an official announcement that what we had seen was the explosion of a weather balloon, they had been testing off the beach, over the ocean. Most people were satisfied with this answer. I was not, because what I had seen was not an explosion. Our conversation alone, that day, proved that.
What I saw, was the sky open up and spit out a huge football-ish shaped silver orb, which than hovered directly above our heads. The conversation between my friend and me went like this:
FRIEND: “Oh my god! Look at the size of that blimp!”
ME: “That’s not a blimp. I’ve seen blimps. That’s no blimp.”
FRIEND: “Than what is it?”
ME: “I don’t know, but that’s not a blimp.”
The thing stayed there motionless, and than faded into the clouds, or rather, became part of the sky, so to speak.
It was, as our conversation had stated, a somewhat blimp like shape, but the shape was wrong. Blimps were all hot dog shaped and this was much rounder, more circular. It was too shinny to be a blimp. Blimps where nothing more than glorified hot air balloons.
A trip to a hot air balloon show about a year prior to this sighting, had taught me all about hot air balloons, shinny silver weather balloons, blimps, and zeppelins. At the time I could have told you anything you wanted to know about hot air balloons, weather balloons, blimps, and zeppelins, because after seeing them in person, I had gone on a rampant study of them. I grew up in Old Orchard Beach in the 1970′s, for crying out loud, there was a war going on (Vietnam), and we had the best beach there was to test things. People came from all over the world to test out weird flying objects, the government was always here with their big silver weather balloons and black batwing jets, the military trained their paratroopers on our beach. I used to sit on the roof of our house, and keep track of all the weird flying things we had zipping around. I used to count how many paratroopers they dropped out of planes each day. I had written up charts, and kept track of the ones I had seen and this, this thing hovering over the trees, this wasn’t any of those things. For starters, it was just too damn big. Whatever it was we were looking at, it not only was too big to be a blimp, it was dwarfing the biggest jumbo jets. I couldn’t explain what it was, and when the military suddenly announced it was a weather balloon? Honey, I’ve seen weather balloons, this was no weather balloon.
It became my obsession.
I spent the next 6 years drawing pictures and writing up long detailed scientific diagrams. People at church suddenly became terrified of me, because here I was the 8 year old child of “an uneducated farmer”, barely starting school, and who not only had no knowledge of advanced sciences, I had no knowledge of any kind of sciences at all, yet, I was drawing up technical schematics and diagrams of both the insides and outsides of a star ship that could travel trough space using tiny holes in the galaxy to shoot it across the universe like a bullet.
When asked how I could draw and write these things, I could not answer. I had no explanations for how I was doing it. I didn’t know what it was I was drawing and writing. I didn’t know how I knew these things. And what scared people the most, was the fact that I said, the pictures were appearing in my head like a movie and I was writing them down as I saw them. A doctor at the Cape Elizabeth LDS church, recommended sending me to a Dr. Collins. My family stopped going to church. I wouldn’t find out who this Dr Collins was until I was 15 years old. He, worked with Pine Land Center, an insane asylum.
One year after that sighting, my friend who had seen it with me, was banned from speaking to me. The police showed up at our door with a paper I had to sign to say that I would never have contact with her for the rest of my life. Her parents were so terrified of me, that they took out a restraining order on me. I was just one week from turning 9 years old, and that, was just the beginning. I didn’t return to school that next year either. I was 12 years old before my family started going to church again.
While the White Monkey I had seen 4 years earlier, was viewed as an over active imagination, this thing, this star ship, it would be what would forever label me as crazy. It was why people said I had schizophrenia. I was being accused of having schizophrenia, an illness that afflicts young adults, people in their 20′s and 30′s, and I was only 8 years old.
What had we seen, and what was I drawing? According to Etiole: The VISION-D8, a star ship, his star ship. A star ship the size of a small planet and made out of a mirror finished nearly impenetrable silver metal which reflected all things around it, making it completely invisible to the Human eye. (Etiole calls the metal: Lubriderm, though I’m not sure I’m spelling that right.) The only time anyone ever saw it was either just before leaving or just after entering the Earth’s atmosphere, when the debris from the impact was still swirling around it, and causing it to be unable to reflect the sky and clouds around it. Its entry and exit points are nearly always over oceans, for two reasons:
1.) The ocean is reflecting the clouds above it, thus, the bottom of the ship, will also reflect the clouds above, making the ship almost impossible to be seen by Humans.
2.) If it crashed over the ocean, it would not be severely damaged, and could easily take off again from the surface of the water.
It moved by harnessing the high gravitational forces in certain tiny pinhead sized areas, all across the universe. Once the ship came into contact with these pinholes in the atmosphere, the pinhole opened up swallowing the ship and spitting it out on the other end of the tunnel, which could be elsewhere on the planet, or someplace on the other side of the galaxy, or all the way on the other side of the universe. Every pinhole opened up to different areas, each pinhole always went to the same place each time. The star charts used on the VISION-D8 map where all of these pinholes are and where all of them go to. The pressure caused by going through these pinholes is so great that they can travel from one side of the galaxy to another, in almost a split instant, with no time passing at all from point A to point B. The one over our town doesn’t connect to outer space, but rather is a short jump connecting to a spot in Northern Maine. At that spot there is a second pinhole which connects to another galaxy. It is from there that they get to and from this region of our planet. They than use the short jump pinholes to go back and forth to different places on the planet.
The pinholes are every where, but most of them are not useable, due to where they come out. Preference is given to ones that open over oceans. These are the ones used on a regular basis. If no ocean is available, other preference points are large old growth forests, deserts, and grasslands (prairies, etc.) These are the ones used often, but not as often as the ocean ones. Only very rarely are ones used, that are known to open over heavily populated areas. Two reasons:
1.) It’s easier for the ships to be spotted by Humans, which they would rather avoid.
2.) There’s the risk of the ship crashing and hurting people on the planet. Another thing they want to avoid, as they are peaceful by nature and not intent on hurting any one.
Basically they are simple travelers. I suppose you could say they were like wandering gypsies or nomads or the like, just traveling about seeing the sights.
This ship itself is an unusual shape, which is best described as foot ball shaped, except that’s not completely accurate. From the side or front view it looked like a some what squashed football, but very smooth, very rounded, with no harsh edges. Looking at it from up or down side, it was round; a perfect circle. I suppose you could say it looked like the shape of 2 plates or old style hubcaps stuck together.
It was a perfectly smooth, very white, white-sliver color, like platinum. The finish of it was like a mirror, and the top of it, was reflecting the sunlight, so it looked like the thing was glowing, but it was just a sunlight reflecting off of it.
Horizontally, around it’s center rim, was a band of carvings, which looked some what like Egyptian hieroglyphics, but I can read Egyptian hieroglyphics and that’s not what these were. The markings were more like Celtic runes than hieroglyphs, I think. You know, more letter, less picture. It was defiantly writing of some sort. It was much too organized to have been a drawing or design.
Etiole has no idea how the V.I.S.I.O.N. ships are built. His people didn’t build them. They are ancient ships. He says they were built by the Diontite Scientists.

Edit February 17, 2009: Parts of this book can now be seen on a Squidoo lens.

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People who have read your stories are familiar with Miss Citten The EelKat’s intergalactic star ship the VISION-D8, and it’s tiny white skinned drag

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Note, this is a NaNoWriMo 2008 post -
Due to the resent rise (yet again) of the demon possession and witchcraft accusations and questions from non church members, asking me what the church members talking about, I have decided to write a book about Etiole, who he is, how I met him, why people started calling me a witch, and what these religion crazed nuts did to me as a result of their unfounded fears of Etiole. This blog will contain the first drafts of it. I’ll be posting them over the next month or so. I’m just plain tired of being called a witch, I’m thinking of renaming this blog to make the accusations, just to spite them. Seeing a UFO and meeting an alien-faerie-angel being DOES NOT MAKE ME A WITCH!!!! Well, anyways, here’s my latest addition into this year’s NaNoWriMo contest, I know I’m supposed to be writing a fiction novel, not a non-fiction autobiography, but whatever, I just need these people to stop accusing me of demon possession and witchcraft and the only way I can see to do that is to tell the world why it is they are saying these things about me, so continueing from where I left on in my last NaNoWriMo post, here is todays NaNoWriMo addition:

People who have read your stories are familiar with Miss Citten The EelKat’s intergalactic star ship the VISION-D8, and it’s tiny white skinned drag queen Captain/Pilot Etiole Swanzen/The Goldeneagle. For some one who never took physics or astronomy, you write some pretty vivid and scientifically accurate details about star ships and solar systems. How do you explain this? And what can you tell us about the VISION-D8?

I am able to write with vivid clarity the things I write, because I can see them with vivid clarity. I was once asked, why I never write any stories set beyond the current date, and my answer was quite simply this: “Because I don’t know today what will happen to Etiole and his family tomorrow.” Oh, yes, if you come to my house, I’ll introduce you to Etiole. I’ll even take you to the landing site of their star ship the VISION-D8. To date, no one but me has seen them, except for twice. The first time I saw Etiole back in 1978, I was not alone, and those with me saw him too.
The first time I saw the VISION-D8, flying in the sky overhead, in 1983, I was not alone, and we all saw it: the entire town. They are aliens from another galaxy, and they are very real, however, to say you have not only seen, but also spoken to and made friends with aliens from another galaxy, well, that’s the quickest way to get labeled as a crazy person, some thing I sadly learned the hard way, and so actual details of the real sightings have been replaced by fictional versions in order to avoid being labeled *crazy*, because quite frankly those labels hurt. Labeling is a form of bullying wither people want to believe it or not. I don’t like it when people start labeling me like that.
In the early 1980′s my stories were straight up retellings of my sightings of these aliens and their ship. By the late 1980′s my LDS Bishop was busy contacting doctors, psychiatrists and psychologists. Because of this, I stopped writing my stories as non-fiction sightings, and instead rewrote all of the original stories into new fictional versions.
I draw the maps and retell the details of the solar system they came here from, based on what Etiole has told me. Is any of it accurate scientifically? I have no idea. My math is drastically limited. I can do most addition and subtraction problems, and I can count by twos, fives and tens, but beyond that I have zero math skills. I never was able to figure out multiplication, division or fractions, and because I failed both, basic math and pre algebra, I was not allowed to take any science courses which required a knowledge of mathematics. I have never studied physics, chemistry, technical sciences, or astronomy, so I can not verify that anything I wrote was accurate or not. My high school science was limited to Biology, Zoology, Botany, and Ornithology.
Though I tried, I can not get a GED because I could not do any of the math problems on the test. Because of my math problems, as a teen I was constantly told I was lazy and needed to study more. I don’t think any one have ever tried to learn the times tables any more than I did. I studied math for hours, each day, every day, for weeks on end, but no matter what I tried, numbers never stuck in my brain. I spent many sleepless nights of my high school years in tears, broken down by the shear frustration of trying to remember the numbers that I had seen on a page only minutes earlier. I know today, that this was caused by dyslexia. I no longer try to figure out how to do math, as I’ve come to accept that fact that numbers are simply something that my mind is not capable of translating.
But anyways, I know the details of the VISION-D8 inside out because it is a very real star ship. Again, this is a case of me writing what I know.
What can I tell you about it? I’ll pick up where I left off a few questions back:
It wasn’t until I was 8 years old, however, when my story of the white monkey changed dramatically, that I started having the problems. When I was 8, me and a friend from school (I was still in public school than) were playing in the woods, right under the very same tree where the white monkey had first been seen four years earlier, when a bright blinding white light flashed across the sky, and scared the daylights out of us. Her parents, out in their yard, had seen it too, (mine, in the house, had not). Most every one on our street, who was out doors at the time, saw it. It was seen across an area some two miles in diameter, and for the next 2 or 3 weeks, every one on our street, all the kids in school, and a few local reporters had one topic of conversation: UFOs and alien invasion. By the end of the month the Army had made an official announcement that what we had seen was the explosion of a weather balloon, they had been testing off the beach, over the ocean. Most people were satisfied with this answer. I was not, because what I had seen was not an explosion. Our conversation alone, that day, proved that.
What I saw, was the sky open up and spit out a huge football-ish shaped silver orb, which than hovered directly above our heads. The conversation between my friend and me went like this:
FRIEND: “Oh my god! Look at the size of that blimp!”
ME: “That’s not a blimp. I’ve seen blimps. That’s no blimp.”
FRIEND: “Than what is it?”
ME: “I don’t know, but that’s not a blimp.”
The thing stayed there motionless, and than faded into the clouds, or rather, became part of the sky, so to speak.
It was, as our conversation had stated, a somewhat blimp like shape, but the shape was wrong. Blimps were all hot dog shaped and this was much rounder, more circular. It was too shinny to be a blimp. Blimps where nothing more than glorified hot air balloons.
A trip to a hot air balloon show about a year prior to this sighting, had taught me all about hot air balloons, shinny silver weather balloons, blimps, and zeppelins. At the time I could have told you anything you wanted to know about hot air balloons, weather balloons, blimps, and zeppelins, because after seeing them in person, I had gone on a rampant study of them. I grew up in Old Orchard Beach in the 1970′s, for crying out loud, there was a war going on (Vietnam), and we had the best beach there was to test things. People came from all over the world to test out weird flying objects, the government was always here with their big silver weather balloons and black batwing jets, the military trained their paratroopers on our beach. I used to sit on the roof of our house, and keep track of all the weird flying things we had zipping around. I used to count how many paratroopers they dropped out of planes each day. I had written up charts, and kept track of the ones I had seen and this, this thing hovering over the trees, this wasn’t any of those things. For starters, it was just too damn big. Whatever it was we were looking at, it not only was too big to be a blimp, it was dwarfing the biggest jumbo jets. I couldn’t explain what it was, and when the military suddenly announced it was a weather balloon? Honey, I’ve seen weather balloons, this was no weather balloon.
It became my obsession.
I spent the next 6 years drawing pictures and writing up long detailed scientific diagrams. People at church suddenly became terrified of me, because here I was the 8 year old child of “an uneducated farmer”, barely starting school, and who not only had no knowledge of advanced sciences, I had no knowledge of any kind of sciences at all, yet, I was drawing up technical schematics and diagrams of both the insides and outsides of a star ship that could travel trough space using tiny holes in the galaxy to shoot it across the universe like a bullet.
When asked how I could draw and write these things, I could not answer. I had no explanations for how I was doing it. I didn’t know what it was I was drawing and writing. I didn’t know how I knew these things. And what scared people the most, was the fact that I said, the pictures were appearing in my head like a movie and I was writing them down as I saw them. A doctor at the Cape Elizabeth LDS church, recommended sending me to a Dr. Collins. My family stopped going to church. I wouldn’t find out who this Dr Collins was until I was 15 years old. He, worked with Pine Land Center, an insane asylum.
One year after that sighting, my friend who had seen it with me, was banned from speaking to me. The police showed up at our door with a paper I had to sign to say that I would never have contact with her for the rest of my life. Her parents were so terrified of me, that they took out a restraining order on me. I was just one week from turning 9 years old, and that, was just the beginning. I didn’t return to school that next year either. I was 12 years old before my family started going to church again.
While the White Monkey I had seen 4 years earlier, was viewed as an over active imagination, this thing, this star ship, it would be what would forever label me as crazy. It was why people said I had schizophrenia. I was being accused of having schizophrenia, an illness that afflicts young adults, people in their 20′s and 30′s, and I was only 8 years old.
What had we seen, and what was I drawing? According to Etiole: The VISION-D8, a star ship, his star ship. A star ship the size of a small planet and made out of a mirror finished nearly impenetrable silver metal which reflected all things around it, making it completely invisible to the Human eye. (Etiole calls the metal: Lubriderm, though I’m not sure I’m spelling that right.) The only time anyone ever saw it was either just before leaving or just after entering the Earth’s atmosphere, when the debris from the impact was still swirling around it, and causing it to be unable to reflect the sky and clouds around it. Its entry and exit points are nearly always over oceans, for two reasons:
1.) The ocean is reflecting the clouds above it, thus, the bottom of the ship, will also reflect the clouds above, making the ship almost impossible to be seen by Humans.
2.) If it crashed over the ocean, it would not be severely damaged, and could easily take off again from the surface of the water.
It moved by harnessing the high gravitational forces in certain tiny pinhead sized areas, all across the universe. Once the ship came into contact with these pinholes in the atmosphere, the pinhole opened up swallowing the ship and spitting it out on the other end of the tunnel, which could be elsewhere on the planet, or someplace on the other side of the galaxy, or all the way on the other side of the universe. Every pinhole opened up to different areas, each pinhole always went to the same place each time. The star charts used on the VISION-D8 map where all of these pinholes are and where all of them go to. The pressure caused by going through these pinholes is so great that they can travel from one side of the galaxy to another, in almost a split instant, with no time passing at all from point A to point B. The one over our town doesn’t connect to outer space, but rather is a short jump connecting to a spot in Northern Maine. At that spot there is a second pinhole which connects to another galaxy. It is from there that they get to and from this region of our planet. They than use the short jump pinholes to go back and forth to different places on the planet.
The pinholes are every where, but most of them are not useable, due to where they come out. Preference is given to ones that open over oceans. These are the ones used on a regular basis. If no ocean is available, other preference points are large old growth forests, deserts, and grasslands (prairies, etc.) These are the ones used often, but not as often as the ocean ones. Only very rarely are ones used, that are known to open over heavily populated areas. Two reasons:
1.) It’s easier for the ships to be spotted by Humans, which they would rather avoid.
2.) There’s the risk of the ship crashing and hurting people on the planet. Another thing they want to avoid, as they are peaceful by nature and not intent on hurting any one.
Basically they are simple travelers. I suppose you could say they were like wandering gypsies or nomads or the like, just traveling about seeing the sights.
This ship itself is an unusual shape, which is best described as foot ball shaped, except that’s not completely accurate. From the side or front view it looked like a some what squashed football, but very smooth, very rounded, with no harsh edges. Looking at it from up or down side, it was round; a perfect circle. I suppose you could say it looked like the shape of 2 plates or old style hubcaps stuck together.
It was a perfectly smooth, very white, white-sliver color, like platinum. The finish of it was like a mirror, and the top of it, was reflecting the sunlight, so it looked like the thing was glowing, but it was just a sunlight reflecting off of it.
Horizontally, around it’s center rim, was a band of carvings, which looked some what like Egyptian hieroglyphics, but I can read Egyptian hieroglyphics and that’s not what these were. The markings were more like Celtic runes than hieroglyphs, I think. You know, more letter, less picture. It was defiantly writing of some sort. It was much too organized to have been a drawing or design.
Etiole has no idea how the V.I.S.I.O.N. ships are built. His people didn’t build them. They are ancient ships. He says they were built by the Diontite Scientists.

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