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Read this on the Train

Life lessons from an Alien

By Angel Lewis
Becoming more human

I always get excited about travelling to foreign


places, but landing here on earth was different; I
ended up feeling afraid to leave my hotel room. I
felt that I was different. It was way different here,
the people had customs and traditions that would
not survive a complete thought where I come from
or anywhere else in the universe for that matter. I
now know that this is because of the cultural
thought patterns that people have learned to
accept without question. These thoughts are
strange to the distant travellers, like myself who
have often visited, spoken and sadly left in a
hurry. Well I am not planning on checking out yet,
as I have agreed to be here and also paid for my
journey; so, as of now, the hotel door is open, I
will reveal to you my alien culture and maybe you
will see that (today) humans have separated
themselves from the rest of the galaxy and its
ways and are not that human after all–even you.
About me

Well it’s not about me, that’s why it’s taken so long to
decide on creating this material but if it must be revealed;
call me a world travelled, hoodrat, punk that loves The
Restarts, Talib Kweli, Tool and Johann Bach. Please go
figure because it has taken me time to understand why
this mish mash of extreme opposites appeals so much to
me. I never felt as though I fitted in as a child so in an
attempt not to be compared with the average youngster I
made a habit of doing things very differently, even
backwards at times. This insecurity equals a life full of
seemingly pointless tests and a great lean towards artistic
expression in all experiences–bigger, better, unique.
Later on in life, with an introduction to the word Star seed,
it all became clear. Do notice, currently neither Collins,
Oxford or Webster’s dictionaries acknowledge the
existence of such a position so I guess I/we don’t really
even exist. So here we aren't.
I guess my maternal brother was my role model and my
father figure, as we barely saw my father. Being a farm-
raised boy, barely equipped him to prepare me for the
harsh cold concrete jungle called London. He found city
life challenging and, like most children, his deferred goals
sadly lead him to bitterness, a loss of direction and to
abuse, internal and external. When Wray, his Nephew,
Mary Jane and Captain Morgan

I guess my Brother was my role model and my father


figure, as we barely saw my dad. Being a farm raised boy
barely equipped nor prepared me for the harsh cold
concrete jungle called London. He found city life
challenging and, like most childmen, his deferred goals
lead him to bitterness, a loss of direction and to abuse.

When Wray, his Nephew, and Captain Morgan took the


steering wheel of his mind, his decision making process
became…let’s just say even more abstract. In a strangely
related way, we have that twisted reality in common; only
drugs and alcohol have never managed to penetrate my
consciousness, so my distance from reality seems pretty
organic. When I was six, my older brother first told me that
I would die one day. What?
This concept was like explaining statutory law to a cat. I
couldn’t understand death or even merge with the feeling
of not being. Because I couldn’t imagine dying, I felt it
could never happen to me. After trying hard to
understand, I gave up because it never could make any
logical sense to me that something could not exist.

I must have been using that same unrealistic reasoning


when I realised there were in fact crooked policemen in
the world and naively offered my innocent disillusioned
thoughts to my brother on how, if faced with this, I would
wrestle them down on to the ground and get somebody to
call the police to arrest them. In the mind of this little
innocent soul, corruption was a minority; never did I think
this could exist as a standard. Obviously you can see that
my world was one great ideal and yet that ideal, I later
found out, came from a pure plane that actually exists.
About this book

Allow me to take you to a place where very few people will


arrive before their great departure and at least offer you
an innate expression that will leave an impression while
the planet inevitably takes on its new shape.

This will not be easy for you so I ask you, in advance, not
to be offended. Nobody who reads this book will be
entirely comfortable with the issues being dealt with as, at
times; it will serve you some blame. But don’t worry, if you
remain truthful with yourself you will be greatly rewarded
with a richer life full of colours previously unseen.

Please remember that responsibility alone creates change


and, up until now, to cope you have been passing the
buck just to feel better about your 'self'. It’s
understandable but while this, now normal, standard of
behaviour continues, your planet and your people are
suffering. By fabricating anything so that your ego can
live, you volunteer to be the killer of truth and that can
only be rewarded with self-destruction. Not so for me -
cosmic law rules and being the spiritual coward that I am,
I'd rather not be smashed by, the very real, Karma.

Nothing great comes without sacrifice, so firstly let’s get


that ego in its place for the truth to shine through as it is
totally blocking your light. You know that thing that
parades as a shovel? It’s actually a spade. In a world
where the whole planet are playing on the same team we
No deception, no pretense, a spade will be called a
spade. Language will be used to simplify, clarify and
describe, to create understanding. If you truly
comprehend this then you need not read any further
because you already get that: masking of the truth is the
sole reason for all confusion. This is the ego’s need to be
recognised as something cleaner, fairer, prettier, and
definitely smarter.
CONTENTS

I AM SOMEBODY
THE PURE AGREEMENT
MATHEMATICS Good or Bad
CONFIDENCE
WOMAN
TIME AND SPACE
WORDS
MISCONCEPTIONS
PARTING THOUGHTS
READ THIS ON THE TRAIN

Life lessons from an Alien


I AM SOMEBODY

Are you travelling? Good. You must truly be in motion to


connect with this book.

Firstly, and probably the hardest pill to swallow is that:


Hitler most likely only existed because of what people like
you are doing now. ‘But I am just reading a book,’ you
respond. No, while you are sitting with your head down,
you are ignoring at least five other earthlings around you
of your own species.

Now if you just look up very suddenly, I can bet your eyes
will meet with somebody else’s. Now smile and come
back to your page. Do you know that simple act just now
made somebody feel worthy of acknowledgement? What
will that do for them in their day, do you think they may
smile at someone else today?

Now imagine how many commuters you have tried so


hard to ignore because of who you thought they were by
their exterior and what they have taken from your
deliberate, obvious ‘I can’t see you’ stance? This happens
to everyone in the crowded city at least twice a day
(adding to the stressmostsphere). People have now
become so used to it, yet it still hacks away at their self-
esteem at the subtlest, subconscious level. This is the first
point. Please absorb it and respond productively.

How often do you see a dog pass another dog without


any acknowledgement at all? A bark, a sniff, a lick, often
things humans are not prepared to do in the street but
nevertheless, the most intelligent of animals you call
yourselves.
Really?
You would benefit from adopting this attitude from the
canine; alternatively, you could think: ‘opposite me sits at
least one person with so much to give the world, maybe
someone who has the exact solution to that very situation
that I am now facing’.

The unemployed kid with the web design ability and no


formal experience, but the most fantastic grasp of
programming Etherium (maybe in the whole country), sits
opposite the woman whose seed company requires
precisely that. She has no idea how to even begin to
seek that specialist, honed skill and not a clue about
magnetic attraction.

A woman returning from her final doctor’s appointment


leaves the doctors office to sit on the train–defeated. The
doctor has given in to the limitations of the clinical
profession’s boundaries and regrettably told her to plan
for her funeral while he tries to manage her pain. He
knows well that there are options outside of the scope of
his qualifications but his oath doesn’t permit him to
discuss them. Just think about this for a moment, human?

Still, opposite her sits a not-so-tidy looking woman with, in


her phone contacts, the phone number of a Naturopath
that has healed several people of the very same ailment.
For that woman, there is nothing but two feet between life
and death, yet she will never know this because she will
not engage due to her learned separatist behavior. Now
we have to ask: who’s the punitive one, God or self?

These are stark examples of people heading down a path


without the vision of where or how to turn off. Countries,
teams and individuals will outgrow your own because of
this very thing you have called separation. Where the
same species reside in the same area they never
naturally disengage in this way, without media
dispensation. In the case of humans, all that data and
intellect serves as its own burden. Do ants do this,
beetles, sharks, monkeys, birds? No–only ‘the most
intelligent’ of all animals’.

If you just scan right across the carriage now, as I often


do, you will see nothing but lonely humans. Imagine, pure
dormant potential energy, trying not to notice each other,
riddled with fear. It’s quite pathetic, even comical.

Your newspaper has created such a fear in you that


rather than explore your fellow human species, you would
rather entertain a series of unfounded thoughts and fears
that have been strategically placed by the media. He is
not a terrorist, she is not a killer and he damn sure isn’t
going to snatch your handbag.
Give everybody a fair chance to be who they are and stop
eating all this media fast-food and for the heavens' sake,
stop picking up those free newspapers. It is not essential
for you to know that a bomb blew up in Kabul, a meteor
may just miss earth in 2045 or that a gunman opened fire
in Texas–it chops at your confidence–chip by chip.
But if you must open your mind every morning to this type
of fast food, which comprises 70% of the entire paper and
is 100% will-destroying, then just know that you will
always be too afraid to talk to your extended human
family in the street and follow your goals.

The same disinformation was spread about redacted by


the Nazis and through fear and social disconnect, the
people believed they were so different a species that they
justified annihilating them–how pathetic. And so they
faced these atrocities and I’m sure it was not until many
years later people, just like yourselves, felt a sense of guilt
and asked themselves “what have I done”? Of course you
could destroy something that you are not connected to,
but if one knew they were connected to everything, even
the space between such objects, this sort of things
wouldn’t happen and your planet would be a lot safer and
closer to my planet.

What you must do

Say the following statement and make it a reality in your


life: ‘I love travelling on public transport because I get to
meet so many interesting people with so much potential
towards my growth.’ From this point onwards you must,
at the very least, seek eye contact with someone and
reward it with a smile. Make it your duty to meet one new
person every other day. The more ‘alien’ they appear, the
better. These only need to be brief conversations; no
need to exchange contact details, just let them know that
you see them and they matter. If you find this task difficult
then I suggest you think about Nazi Germany and ask
yourself ‘what am I becoming’?
THE PURE AGREEMENT

Why do you want what somebody else has worked hard


for or inherited without their true consent? People try to
extract value from a situation by deception without being
willing to give back substance. A free ride, so to speak.

Human laws should work the same way as the laws of the
cosmos, ask and it shall be given otherwise leave it alone.
Once you have been granted something as a result of
your pure request, you have every right to it and have
created a fair universal contract. If there is a mutual
agreement, then it is right for you to possess the object
that you agreed upon and this is the only way a thing
should be possessed. As this is all cosmic law the
outcome will always be of a pure, beautiful, unadulterated,
cosmic nature.
We innately understand this and, although your planet
has some unexplainable phenomena going on, all is as it
should be. For example: a Tsunami, as deadly as it is, is
accepted as necessary by a higher contract that, by this
means, creates the vine balance. You do not remember
this yet you all accept it.

The Sun communicates with plants, they agree to grow,


the animals agree to eat for nutrition, passing their waste
back into the soil for recycled nutrition towards the plants
energy. This trading agreement is bonded and
unbreakable, otherwise if this communication is broken or
reneged, life will no longer be.

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