Cafe At The End Of Time: Epilogue

Frank is as real as I ever was…maybe more so.

We got ourselves into this mess every much as

any fictional characters we might think of creating.

To be honest, I’m only back to write this…when

I’m through, I’ll be back as 264499, helping recent

newbies figure out what has happened to them.

You can only reassure them so much….they have 

get a grip themselves naturally. Otherwise, they’re 

going to be in for some serious brain surgery. Then

they have to be reprogrammed, which is time 

consuming and expensive. At least, it’s quicker than

evolution. Most recent arrivals do pretty well. They

were chosen because they exhibited openness, after 

all. The frozen minds were left on earth to their own

devices. Maybe they’ll wind up eating each other in

the long run. That was not our problem.

We sometimes laugh at Homosap’s concepts of  “Utopia”,

“Brave New World”, “Republic”, any ideal world ideas.

That’s because we have it so we don’t have to imagine it.

What is it, you wonder, but I can’t explain it because you

wouldn’t understand. Some humans actually found it for

themselves. They were able to teach it to a few others who

had to go through years of intensive training so they could 

finally understand. That’s why only a minority of humans

had the ability to phase shift to a new reality. That’s why

“extraterrestrials” watched earth, humans, for all those 

centuries. They had to be sure.

I’m not giving away any secrets. “The truth is out there”,

as they say. It’s just that most people stop looking for it

even before they’re adults. The ones that do look for the

truth are always considered weirdos and lunatics by most

of humanity, except some native traditions that let them 

be shamans. Like the Beatles wrote: “I want to tell you.”

No wonder they were so popular…lots of hidden wisdom 

in their songs.

I could go on….endlessly…but quantum wisdom only 

allows to disseminate clues. There was no instruction 

manual for being human ever written, unless you count

the Tao Te Ching, but that was basically finger painting.

So, in conclusion, to quote Vonnegut:

“So long, and thanks for all the fish!”