MSTed: Winston's Mail--2/2
M Sampo
[SOL]
(Mike is working on Gypsy--whose light is off--as Crow and Tom watch)
MIKE: Ooohhhhkaayy....I've given her a borium power flush--
CROW: And did she ever need it! What has she been eating?
TOM: Whatever it was, it's all over my hoverskirt.
MIKE (ignoring them): ...and I've run a level 4 diagnostic through her
positronic matrix...
TOM: You did not! (Crow giggles)
MIKE: Okay, okay. I just found these disks in her room and plugged them
in...(examining the back of her head)...back here...(there is an
electronic
tone and the disk ejects into Mike's hand.) There! That's the last one.
Let's
see if they did the trick. (Presses something on the back of Gypsy's head
and
her light comes back on and she wakes up...)
GYPSY: Happy Birthday!!! Hi guys! I'm back.
MIKE: Gyps! It's good to hear your voice! How do you feel?
GYPSY: Wow!! I feel like a new woman!! My systems are running more
smoothly
than ever!! What was on that disk?
MIKE: I don't know, Gypsy. I found it in your room. The box
says...um...(roots around for the box and then finds it)...ah! Here it is.
It
says "Windows 95." Wonder what that means?
CROW: Never heard of it.
TOM: Doesn't sound like a Mac program...
GYPSY: Oh, Dr. Forrester sent it up last week. I wasn't sure if I should
try
it or not. But I guess there's no harm done...there's just one thing....
MIKE: What's that, Gyps?
GYPSY: I have this irresistible craving to change everything on the
ship....Oh, and I'm going to need a bigger room....
MIKE: A bigger room, well--(Movie sign lights), we're gonna have to
discuss
this later, 'cause we've got...
ALL: USENET SIGN!!!!!!!!!
6.....5.....4.....3.....2.....1.......
(And they are taking their seats)
> Subject: Lady Athena, Spaceperson. Part 3, May 29, 1995.
> This Lady Athena seems to be a very nice person.
CROW: So did Lucretia Borgia.
>
Maybe someone can
>refresh our memories as to how she has been mentioned in the past in
>mythology and put it on the Net.
MIKE: Then maybe someone can refresh our memories about WHY??
> Maybe she knows
Diana.
CROW: Alert Prince Charles!!
Now onward and
>upward to out party of the third part, except we will start with entry
># 11...................................................................
.......................................................................
TOM: John's periods are very irregular....
MIKE: Tom, you're milking that one....
TOM: Well, so is he!
> 11. We funciton as units of divine purpose joined by unified
>intention and total harmony. The status any of us may hold is solely, a
>result of spiritual purity and integration.
MIKE (female): So don't mess with us, peons...
> The
same
is also true for
>you. When one is in clear alignment with Source, one becomes a channel
>or conduit for the flow of greater divine empowerment. When one is
>clogged with the debris of ego, that divine flow will seek a clearer
>conduit.
CROW: Translation: You'll never see God until you give us your car.
> Neither we nor our Earth-based representatives are authorized
>to promote or demote anyone!
TOM (female): But we can fire your ass damn quick!
> Each of us is accountable
only to the Lord
>God within. Thus you and we share a common task: to transcend the
>lesser self, to maintain spiritual clarity, and to always focus upon
MIKE: ...Christie Turlington.
CROW (whispering): You did that one!
MIKE: I wish! Oh, baby!
CROW: (whispering): No, I mean....never mind...
>selfless, loving service. We all came divinely endowned with all that we
>truly need to ascend into ever more glorious states of being; an eteranl
>divine spirit, a heart, and freedom of choice.
TOM: And a Discover card.
> For
this reason we do not
>encourage dependency upon outer technologies, whether spiritual or
>material. To ascend, you need only a pure heart filled with the love of
>God and shared with your fellow man.
MIKE: Ah. You know what THAT leads to: (sleazy guy): You! The tall one!
It's
time to "share" again...
> 12. Our major teaching and message is spiritual, focusing upon the
>recognition, realization and embodying of the divine self.
CROW: Divine? So, they're into John Waters movies?
>
This is an
>individual task of spiritual infusion. For earth's humanity, this means
>the integration of the energies of the soul annd high self into the
>physical, emotional and mental bodies and trascending from the third
>and fourth dimension into the fifth dimension of the Adam Kadmon, or
>state of perfected Manhood.
MIKE: Who's Adam Kadmon?
CROW: Her boyfriend, maybe? He has a perfect manhood, after all...
TOM: Couldn't I just transcend from the third and fourth dimension into
the
fifth dimension of Antonio Bandaras?
> This is accomplished by
gradually training
>oneself to vibrate at only the highest levels of pure love and light.
(All snicker)
MIKE (chuckling): We have some, er, devices that might help....
>We continue in a similar manner at cosmic levels. The process is ongoing.
TOM: TELL me about it!
> 13, The administrative levels of the Ashtar Command function from
>divine and cosmic dimensions and can best be understood as celestial or
>angelic in nature.
CROW: Since you're too stupid to understand what we're really doing...
> At these levels we function as Councils of
Light,
>collectives of divine purpose and holy endeavour. We funciton as pure
>love and light, existing in what you call ascended (or nondescended)
>etheric and immortal bodies of light.
TOM: Okay! So you work out!! Sheesh!
> Being
multidimensional,
MIKE: Well, we're ALL multi-dimensional....
>
we can
>raise or lower our vibrations to any dimensional plane in order to
>manifest in service.
CROW (singing softly): Leavin' on a dimensional plane!!!
> 14. The Ashtar Command, also know as the Galactic Command
(All hum the Darth Vader theme....)
>
and the
>Solar Cross Fleets, is composed of personnel representing many
dimensions,
>civilizations and points of cosmic origin. We have thousands of
>Earth-based and Earth-born representatives here as volunteers to assist
>with the planetary ascension.
TOM: But mostly they get coffee and do filing.
> We have commanders,
walk-ins
and embodied
>rays of some of the commanders who funciton often from oversoul levels.
MIKE: Which makes their expense reports really complicated.
>Our major characteristics are joyous service, serenity, radiance and,
>above all else, goodwill and love.
CROW (British): ...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope! Four!!
That's FOUR characteristics!
> (There are many extraterrestrial civilizations visiting and observing
>earth during its transformation and ascension.
TOM: So please keep your hands and feet inside the planet at all times.
>
Some are curious
>observers, some genetic scientists gathering data, some scientific
>survey teams and others of various degrees of nonascended evolvement.
MIKE (macho): Some are just here for the chicks.
>Any being that brings in energies of fear, foreboding, depresssion or
>coercion is not aligned with the Ashtar Command!
CROW: Ah...I think this is what the CIA calls "plausible denyablity."
>
Our energy signature
>is always one of love. We play no part whatsoever in scenarios of
>abduction, implantation, manipulation, intimidation or any type of mental
>control.
TOM (female): But we're really into Twister!
> We are not fortunetellers, nor will we ever tell you what
you
>must or should do. We may point out areas where your service could be
>useful, if you so choose. Always and ever we honor your free will and
>right to choose to live your own life in your own manner. Likewise, we
>place no judgment upon what you do. That is between you and God. We
>don't keep score.
MIKE: So...um...when you become an ascended spirit you turn into a
Libertarian?
> 15. Trust yourself if you would interact with us. Trust your
>intuitive inner knowing, for we communicate through telethought
>trasmissions or telepathic impression. Our trasmissions may sound like
>ringing tones, Morse code in your ears or head, or like your own
thoughts.
CROW: Or it may feel exactly like a balpeen hammer whacking you on the
base
of the neck. Just ignore that.
> (However, our consel is ever divinely affirming, positive and loving.)
>We also communicate through a language of light that can appear as
>pictograms within your mind, which you then interpret and express in your
>own words and concepts.
TOM: But, remember, we're not involved with thought control in any way.
> We can also place you witin a
transmission beam
>so that you are beamed messages from our ships or minds to your
typewriter,
>computer or pen and paper! We will trasmit our messages to you if you
>sincerely present yourself with a pure heart and wish to serve as a
>trasmitter of our message.
MIKE: Kewl! Will you write my English Lit. term paper for me?
> 16. We and our starships are invisible to you unless you raise your
>frequency to match the level we are maintaining or vice versa! By
>raising or lowering our vibrations we can seem to appear or disappear.
CROW (female): It's really fun in the Minnesota Vikings locker room!
>You can only see and hear upon the dimensional level that matches your
>frequency.
TOM: ....Kenneth.
> As you learn to operate and modulate your frequency to
>include more multidimensional bands, you will discover the many life
>forms that share the cosmos with you.
MIKE: But don't stick your hand in their mouths....
> You will
also
learn, as we have, to
>materialize and dematerialize and create with your mind whatever you
>need.
CROW: But you still won't be able to program your VCR.
> We are not limited by time, space, distance or size.
TOM: We're limited by widths, however.
>
Thus we can
>appear as a tiny spark, a glowing bubble, a form as large as a skyscraper
>or in a city-sized mothership! Our starships are called merkabah,
>lightbody vehicles of great beauty, molded of our harmony and love to
>serve our missions and unified intention. They are as real at our level
>as your environment is to you at your!
MIKE: They're just really cool, okay?
> Sometimes
our
starships partially
>densify so as to appear as stationary lenticular (or other) cloud
>formations or as a rainbow shimmer. We can also densify to land upon
>third-dimensional Earth or within the forth dimension as well. We can
>look like a bright star flashing red, white and green or appear as your
>familiar flying disks. Our ships are always very radiant and beautiful,
>glowing with an aura of safety and friendliness.
TOM: That's what the dealer said about the 1972 Pinto I bought.
> 17. We send you mesages of love and wisdom via crop circles or snow
>and ice circles.
CROW: Look, lady, if you want to send me a message of love, send me a
Snickers bar, not a crop circle!!
> We also form messages within your skies. These
will
>continue and increase until your planet realizes that you are not alone,
>that you are loved and part of a plan more beautiful and wondrous than
>you could have ever imagined.
MIKE: Or until our grant money runs out.
> We have attempted in this
transmission to
>convey to you a little of our heart's purpose. Please receive our love
>which we offer so freely to each one of you upon your beautiful planet.
TOM: Uh, that's okay.
> In summation, you may know us as the Christ forces on a mission of
>love.
CROW: Or, you may know us as "those doped-up hippies out in the desert."
> We are the celestial heralds of the good news of God's love for
all
>creation and of the entering of your world into an era of peace and
>goodwill for all.
TOM: So don't mess with us!
> With blessings, we are the Ashtar Command.
>Adonia *
CROW (singing): My eyes Adonia...though I never laid a hand on you...
MIKE (annoyed, to Crow): That's two, Crow....
>JW Well I hope like everything that at least some of what she was saying
>is the truth, so help me Kibo.
(All react nauseatedly)
MIKE: Thanks, John. That added a lot.
>Source Of Information: SEDONA, Journal of EMERGENCE! P.O. Box 1526,
>Sedona, AZ, 86339, (602-282-6523.
TOM: Let's get out of here before he gives us another witty aphorism.
(They
rise to leave)
CROW: Too late! Incoming!!!
>Remember: The only preparation for tomorrow is the right use of today.
TOM (as they leave): ARrrrrgghhh! I'm hit!! Medic! (Crow and Mike laugh as
they leave)
>John Winston.
1......2......3......4......5......6......and instead of the usual "clunk"
there is "ding" as a completely different final door closes...
[SOL]
(The SOL is completely different--very sleek and ultra-modern--Gypsy has
complete redesigned everything. Mike, Crow and Tom enter and are stunned.)
MIKE: What the....What happened to the bridge? Gypsy!!
(Gypsy appears, but she has been redesigned too--you can still make out
her
basic structure, but she is now sleek and streamlined. Her voice is
clearer
and sharper.)
GYPSY: Good afternoon, Mike! Welcome to the Satellite of Efficiency.
CROW (stunned): Gypsy? Is that you?
TOM (also): What happened to your voice?
GYPSY (cooly): Thanks to the new operating program you installed, I've
been
able to completely overhaul the entire ship's power system. The higher
functions of the satellite I used to control are now being performed in
microseconds by a state-of-art applications circuit, freeing up enough
memory
for me to get my regular voice back, redecorate the entire ship, and start
a
career as a top-flight systems analyst for a major Fortune 500 company.
MIKE: You got a second job?
GYPSY: Actually two second jobs: I'm also working as a free-lance
photographer. Can I show you my portfolio? (She opens it and begins
discussing each photo).
MIKE: Uh, that's okay....(He, Crow and Tom huddle to one side).
TOM (whispering to Mike): Mike, what are we gonna do? Gypsy's the glue
that
holds this whole premise together!
CROW: (whispering): Yeah, without a loveable, dopey Gypsy around to
humanize
us, we'll start to grate on viewers! Instead of wacky wisecrackers, we'll
start to seem like hyper-critical dilettantes!
MIKE: Well, I dunno what we can do, guys. Gypsy's more fulfilled now than
she
ever was before. How can you even consider taking all that away from her?
CROW: Are you kidding? Gypsy doesn't deserve her own destiny!
TOM: Yeah! She's here to make US look better!
MIKE (astonished): Boy, you guys really ARE hyper-critical dilettantes!
TOM (furious): Ya see!!
CROW: It's happening already!!! (Commercial sign lights flash; Crow and
Tom
continue yelling at Mike...)
And into commercial
Out of commercial
(Mike and the bots are taking their seats)
>Subject: winston new mail
CROW (Bullwinkle): Hmmm... Fan mail FOR a flounder?
>From: mat...@empyr.dircon.co.uk (Matthew Williams)
Date: 02 Jun 95 20:17:32 GMT
>Message-ID: <0602199...@empyr.dircon.co.uk>
>
> Subject: INVITATION TO JOIN THE GALACTIC CONFEDERATION.
TOM: Gee, will we have to secede from the Galactic Union first?
> Well folks, we must be doing something right because here is an invite
>from a very nice spaceperson to join their party of the third kind.......
MIKE: Oh, John, you just have no clue do you?
.........................................................................
> INVITATION TO JOIN
> THE GALACTIC CONFEDERATION
> Attron, Galactic Confederation Ambassador, through Celeste Korsholm
>
> With the opening of the Star Gate on December 12, 1994, enlightened
>Earth-based humans consciously created a clearer, more direct
>communicaiion link with extraterrestrial beings.
CROW: But then James Spader and Kurt Russell went through it and the whole
thing was shot to hell.
>
They demonstrated
>that Earth is at last ready for interdimensional, intergalactic
>cooperation. This is the fulfillment of the Divine Plan for this
>galaxy. We respond with great joy to your acceptance of our suppportive
>presence on your planet.
MIKE: What choice did we have?
> I and my fellow ambassadors represent the Galactic Confederation and all
>its peace-loving members. Within a stable framework of universal law
>and order and respect for all life, the Confederation works to bring
>peace throughout the galaxy.
TOM: Visit our souvenir shop!
> For thousands of years we
have
been
>visiting Earth, much as your goodwill ambassadors travel abroad to
>communicate in person with representatives of foreign governments.
CROW: And we've been just as successful!
>We come to earth to facilitate the exchange of mutually beneficial
>information, personnel and goods.
MIKE: Anything not mutually beneficial will be confiscated.
> We do not come to conquer or to solve your problems, but to welcome you
>as an equal partner in the Galactic Confederation when you are ready.
TOM: And to warn you NOT to talk ANYBODY calling themselves the "People's
Galactic Republic."
>To be a lasting and effective member of the Confederation, Earth must
>decide, of its own free will, to accept the basic ideals and
>responsibilities of galactic citizenship. We cannot and will not force
>it upon you.
CROW: As much as we'd ENJOY that...
> From a huge spaceship stationed outside Earth's atmosphere, we monitor
>and observe your porgress with noninvasive technology.
MIKE: ...and no spell-checkers.
>
We partiently
>wait for your mass consciosness to evolve to certain level. We search
>all over the world, in every country and race, for positive, loving
>individuals or groups.
TOM: So how come they never posted on ratmm?
MIKE: Maybe they DID!!
> We are not interested in knowing
their
>philosophies, sex, age or position in society. We are only looking for
>the open-minded, open-hearted who might communicate with us without fear
>or force.
MIKE: And the occasional leggy supermodel....
CROW: Such as?
ALL: Christie Turlington!
> After due consideration, with the approval of the
Confederation,
>we directly contact carefully selected Earth-based humans. This policy
>was implemented in ancient times and contiues to this day.
TOM: And it's a hoot! We scare the bejeebers out of people!
> We appear to our chosen contactees in the shape or form that is most
>acceptable to that indivdual. To those who are impressed by spaceships
>and futuristic technology, we might appear as characters out of science
>fiction. To those interested in angelic lore, we appear with beautiful,
>shinning wings. To simple native peoples, the appearance of a farmiliar
>nature god might be most effetive.
>
CROW: Watch it, Tom. To you, they'll probably appear as a hoagie.
(giggles)
TOM: HEY!!
> From long experience, we know the risks and challenges that are involved
>in close encounters between an advanced civilization and a less evolved
>one.
MIKE: Like a REALLY long "director's cut" laser disc edition.
> Much as your well-meaning missionaries destroyed the very
>tribesmen they came to save, some meetings between Earth-based humans and
>extraterrestrials have ended in disaster. Since ancient times, we have
>periodically contacted earth-based humans. We have learned to choose our
>contactees very carefully and not to get involved in interanl conflicts.
CROW: We're REALLY sorry about that whole Crimean War thing...really blew
up
in our faces...
>Although we want to create a memorable impression, we do not want to be
>feared or worshiped. Our prime objective is to establish communication
>links that will facilitate future relations.
TOM: So why not appear as Brad Pitt?
> In Atlantean times, many believed that Earth was ready to join the
>Confederation. Our ambassadors scientists and teachers often visited
>Earth. There was a free exchange of information and good will. Some of
>our people actually lived on earth for long periods.
MIKE: Mostly sleeping on the sofa bed in the rumpus room.
>
They had daily
>contact with the Atlantean leaders. Unfortunately, a faction of the
>Atlantean leadership was more interested in gaining personal power than
>in peaceful cooperation with the Confederation.
CROW: Unfortunately their hostile takeover bid failed when they only
offered
$42 a share for Galactic Federation stock...
>
They close to misuse our
>gifts for their own selfish purposes. We were forced to withdraw and
>wait for more propitous conditions.
TOM: Such as the Reagan administration.
> Of course, we did not abandon our friends on Earth. We gave them
>ample warnings of the anticipated earth changes. Many groups heeded our
>advice and emigrated to the safer areas. They established new Atlantean
>colonies all around the Mediterranean Sea, in Mexico and in South
>America. These colonies preserved some of Atlantis' culture and
>technology as well as provided refuge for survivors of the final
destruction.
MIKE: As well as grabbing up some prime soon-to-be beachfront property.
> Shortly before the end, we once more landed in our spaceships. We
>invited aboard those wise, loving earth-based humans who had worked so
>hard to lift the planet's consciousness. Some of you living today were
>there. Your souls remember the joy of being evacuated.
ALL: Ewwwwwwwwwww....
>
Others remember
>their painful decisions to stay behind in selfless service. You
>continue, even until today, to strive for the ascension of EArth's
>mass-consciousness.
TOM: Suckers!!!
> Present conditions are very similar to those of Atalntean times. Again
>mass consciousness has evolved to a higher-level.
CROW: Signified by the coming of the one you call "Urkel."
>
Again representatives
>of the Galactic Confederation are here to assist mankind through its
>transition period. We have established ommunication links
>with open-minded Earth based humans and are prepared to share
technological
>and spiritual information when requested.
MIKE: So please stay on the line and your call will be answered in the
order
it was received.
> We
warn
of expected earth
>changes. We have contingency plans to evacuate our friends in an
>emergency. Again, certain resistant forces threaten to ruin the whole
>planet's opportunity to progress.
TOM: Leading these forces is the one you call "Gallagher."
> As in Atlantean times, earth has another golden opportunity to realize
>her glorious potential. In the future, spacehsips could come and go as a
>common occurrence. Extraterrestrials could visit regularly. You could
>travel freely throughout the galaxy. Through interaction with more
>advanced civililzations, you could solve all your environmental, medical
>and social problems.
CROW: And if you act now, you'll receive as our gift, The Cap Snaffler!
> In time, you could grow into resposible
galactic
>citizens.
MIKE: But, frankly, we doubt it.
> The Galactic Confederation is here to assist Earth to enter a wonderful
>new era of mutual assistance and cooperation. We invite Earth to our
>Galactic Confederation as equal galacic citizens. Only you can decide
>what your future will be. *
TOM: Uh...we're considering a few other offers. We'll call you.
.........................................................................
>Celeste Korsholm, Winged Star Publications, P.O. Box 4044, Sedona. AZ
>86340-4044, (602) 282-1294.
>JW That sounds like a pretty good deal to me. Where do I sign up?
CROW: Now THERE'S somebody I'd like to send to Jupiter!
>Source Of Information: SEDONA, Journal of EMERGENCE! P.O. Box 1526,
>Sedona, Arizona 86339, 602-282-6523.
TOM: Here comes the adorable aphorism!! Duck!!! (they duck)
>Remember: If I have my druthers, I'd drather have my druthers than
>anything I know.
TOM: Oh, great. He's stealing from show tunes now...Let's get outta
here...
(They rise and leave)
>john Winston.
>
>-----------------------------------------------------------------
> KILL STRAKER! ___/\___ " Salutations
> /________\ Great Buckaroo
> Mat...@empyr.dircon.co.uk _/ \_ Banzai! "
CROW: (sticking his head back in): What's that watermelon doing there?
1......2......3......4.......5......6......<clunk>
(The old SOL bridge is back).
MIKE (baffled): What the...Hey Gypsy!
(The regular Gypsy enters)
GYPSY (regular voice): Hi Mike! What's up?
CROW: What's up? What happened to the redesigned ship--and the redesigned
you!
TOM: Yeah! I wasn't so crazy about the redesigned you, but the redesigned
ship had a gellato machine!
GYPSY: Oh, that. I gave it all up. I was unfulfilled. So I un-installed
the
program.
MIKE: You were? But it sounded so great! Prestigious job...
GYPSY: 80 hour weeks with no social life...
TOM: Computer programs to do all your work...
GYPSY: Ironing gives me a chance to daydream...
CROW: The artistic recognition of your photography...
GYPSY: Kowtowing to a bunch of brain dead critics and wealthy idiots, plus
all that time in the dark room made my skin look pasty.
MIKE (trying to make sense of that): Made...your...skin....(shaking
head)...well! Anyway! If this is what you want, I guess I'm glad you're
back!
GYPSY: Oh yeah, it's what I want. Besides, Tom and Crow were starting to
seem
like hyper-critical dilettantes.
TOM & CROW: Oh, well that's--HUH??? (Mads light flashes)
MIKE (smiling): They sure were. And speaking of dilettantes...(taps light)
[DEEP 13]
(Mandy Patinkin is frantically sword-fighting, while singing selections
from
"Sunday in the Park with George" in a high shrill voice. Dr. F, sword in
hand, is calmly fending off Mandy, not looking at him, while talking on
the
phone).
DR. F: Yes, this is Dr. Clayton Forrester....who? Who Central? Oh, yes!
(Smiling--suddenly charming) The nice people who buy all my experiments!
And
how are you on this fine--HUH? (Not charming anymore). Whaddaya mean "Not
any
more??" You don't want to buy my experiments? But why?? Ratings??? Don't
be
ridiculous, how could my experiments be any less watched than....who??
Katz??
Never heard of him!! Absolutely what?? I--(pauses, looks at Mandy, who is
still singing loudly and swordfighting. Dr. F. turns back to the phone)
Hold
on just a moment. (Dr. F. turns back around and calmly runs Mandy through
with the sword. He stops singing and slumps to the floor. Dr. F goes back
to
the phone). Look, if you losers don't know great science when you see it,
that's your problem. I can sell this to anybody! And I will! I'll--huh?
Exclusionary clause? Oh. (Hangs up. To himself). And I thought *I* was
evil!
(Into the camera). Well, Mike, Crow,. Tom, there's...um...going to be a
bit
of delay before your next experiment.
[SOL]
MIKE: A delay? Well, how long of delay?
[DEEP 13]
DR. F (looking uncomfortable): Well...er....let me put it to you this way:
See you in 1997! Until then, my little lab rat... Push the button,
Mandy...
MANDY (crawling up from the floor over the tectronic panel, gasps): CODE
BLUE!!!! (Collapses and hits the button.)
\ I /
\I/
*
/I\
/ I \
FOOSH!!
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I've undergone a complex personal evolution wherein painful confusion has
given way to what I like to think of as some degree of wisdom, culminating
in my current Zarathustrian sense of self. Is that it?
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