Several papyrus scrolls, a robe, a wooden cross – it smelled like olive wood – a couple of sandals and a cup, which had probably served as a drinking vessel for wine. Underneath it all there were three parchment scrolls. Michael shook his head in disbelief. What had he found here? The Holy Grail? Papyrus scrolls? What was so important and interesting about these scrolls, that he had had that dream?
Gingerly Michael took all of the items out of the suitcase and placed them next to himself on the bed.
The papyrus scrolls were numbered. There was one very large one, and several smaller ones. Truly incredible. And they felt like they had been treated somehow, as if they had been preserved. He sorted the papyrus scrolls and opened the ties that bound them. It was amazing. They were truly old. His feeling told them they could not be fakes. Somehow the writing seemed familiar to him. Only now he recognized that they were written in Greek. Greek, not Aramaic or Hebrew, which he would have been able to recognize, but not read. He ensured himself: all of the scrolls had been written in Greek, also the beautiful parchment scrolls. However the rewriting on the parchment scrolls differed considerably from the other numbered scrolls. Also the parchment scrolls seemed to have been preserved. Amazing, he thought.
As he held the last of the parchment scrolls in his hands and wanted to put it down on the bed, he noticed a thin capsule lying in the floor of the suitcase. A capsule which, like the suitcase itself, consisted of very thin metal. He opened it and noticed, that he could crunch the metal like a piece of paper, yet it returned to its original form. Fascinating, Michael thought. But what really took his breath away were the DVDs which were inside the capsule. Exactly three of them. How in the world did these DVDs get inside of this suitcase and how did the suitcase get into the cave underneath the large rock?
He was not able to do anything with the scrolls right now. But fortunately Michael had brought along his laptop. Actually he had wanted to get some work done on the plane. Much to the displeasure of his wife, who always complained that he worked too much. The company could also survive without him for a while, she always said. He almost would have given in and left his laptop at home, but a feeling inside him had told him to take it anyway. Now he knew why.
Michael was excited. He could not explain it himself. It looked like the DVDs should fit. He hastily turned on his laptop and waited till it had started and then placed the first DVD into the drive. Although the technology seemed to come from the future, the DVD worked. He was given several options. Pushing aside his doubts, he started with the first point on the menu, the introduction. He pressed play.
A very handsome man appeared on his screen. However he could have also passed as a woman with his gentle and yet striking facial features. His hair was shoulder-length black, with silver streaks, which however did not make him look old, but rather lent him an august and noble aura. His eyes were gold-colored and radiated harmonic warmth. He had a royal blue gown on, which reached from his neck to his feet, leaving only his golden shoes and his hands visible. An amulet on his breast displayed an eight-pointed star within a spiral. The skin of the man was of a bronze hue. The man smiled, and it seemed as if his whole body laughed. It seemed secondary that he was standing in a large futuristic room with many screens and countless small lights – the room reminded him vaguely of the star ship Enterprise – for the man outshone everything else. A joyous energy took hold of Michael as he saw the man standing there. The camera zoomed in closer toward the man, till only his face was visible. No wrinkle, no blemish, no stubble was visible, only pure shining bronze skin.
“My name is Tai Shiin”, the man began to say in German. His voice was both soft and so energetic, that Michael’s whole body vibrated. “I am a Santinian. We Santinians are at home in the solar system Alpha Centauri and have been taking care of your earth and its inhabitants for over 4000 years. So we have also been taking care of you. Please excuse my direct address, but we Santinians do not know any form of communication other than pure souls to soul communication.”
Astounded, Michael thought, this guy does not need to excuse himself. He was too amazed to even form a coherent thought. This Tai Shiin stood in a large round room, which had an elevated seat in the middle with screens and some holographic elements. This room was completely enveloped in windows, some of which were darkened.
“Before you immediately disregard my words as untrue, I have to tell you, that the following story the story of all stories, is not that which you call science-fiction. For there already are enough fantasy stories and fairy-tales on your Earth. Sadly, you are still lacking the true knowledge of natural laws. You humans are still lacking the knowledge of the true magic of the universe. You are still lacking the knowledge about other star-people that inhabit the endless universe and anti-universe.
Do you truly believe such children’s tales, for example that the star of Bethlehem was a comet which stood in the sky many nights and days and sometimes moved east and sometimes west? Do you truly believe that the prophet Jonas spent three days and nights in the belly of a whale? Not even the smallest child believes this nowadays until it is poisoned by the lies of your theological institutions and wrong historical traditions.
It is not my intention to unsettle you with my words, but they should jolt you into awareness and shed light on your hidden thoughts and feelings, so that a place can be made in you for that, which you are about to see. I want to bring light into your thoughts so that you can explain und decode many riddles of humankinds history by yourself with a little logic. After all, you managed to find these scrolls.” Tai Shiin paused.
Michael paused, feeling confused. He stopped the DVD, for what he needed now was some quiet in his mind. Tai Shiin had mentioned, that he had found the scrolls. If only Susanne were here, she would surely be able to explain everything with her unique farsightedness. And besides, the spiritual world was closer to her than him.
Michael had to smile. He had always been the one who had made fun of her and her esoteric books and what he called spiritual mumbo-jumbo. He had been the one who never took these things she was occupied with seriously. And now he had to admit to himself that he needed her help? Yes, it appeared quite so, for that, which he had experienced a few hours ago at the large rock and that which awaited him now clearly was part of her territory. But since Susanne simply was not here, he would have to manage this somehow himself. He turned the DVD back on.
Now you will see true events in moving pictures, which show original recordings of times past. And this story is about Jesus and Joshua, a friend of his. You knew both of them very well.” Tai Shiin laughed and Michael could hardly catch his breath. “Yes, I know it must sound incredible for you, but we are about 10,000 years ahead of you with our technology. The moving images of this film we recorded with the thousand of cameras which are installed in our space stations. With our technology we are able to read your newspaper although we are many kilometers above you. Various images were spliced together by our specialists and transferred to a medium which, though outdated for us, is familiar to you.
With the help of a telepathic mind-reading device we were also able to record events which from your perspective happened in the invisible realm and convert them into visible images – just as everything really happened back then. At the end of my story you will know what I mean by these words. After all, the whole truth of this friendship had to be told. The circle had to be completed here as well.” Tai Shiin indicated a now, leaving Michael even more confused than before.
Now he was even talking about a spiritual realm. Did he really mean that unknown kingdom, heaven, the dwelling of angels?
“Joshua, the friend of Jesus, was still able to move both his own writings, which he had recorded on papyrus until shortly before his death, as well as the scrolls and possessions of Jesus, into the safely protected hiding place which you have meanwhile become acquainted with. After that we Santinians dematerialized the writings and put them in the metal container – a strong and eternally durable suitcase made of a nearly weightless metal which does not exist
