The Embryo of the Star
The Embryo of the Star
Elberto V. Badon
Elizabeth V. Badon
Scriptural quotations in this book are from the Good News Bible.
SECOND EDITION
All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form
Copyright © 1997 by Elberto V. Badon and Elizabeth V. Badon
Published by Vantage Press, Inc. 516 West 34th Street, New York, New York 10001
Manufactured in the United States of America ISBN: 9781689562607
Library of Congress Catalog Card No.: 96-90546 098765432
To my interspace friends:
The Wandering Star
Why was I born to live in the future?
Which my body and soul dared to endure.
Wrecked in the distant immense quagmire,
Whose vortex swallowed my peregrine’s desire.
Her majesty . . . Mother Nature, who am I?
Here. See . . . your puzzled daughter’s heart sighs.
Pulled from the fostering biological womb
Gasping for precious breath in the scanner’s room.
When can a toddler cease tailing the crafted hand?
Contemplating anxiously in the misty coral reef land.
Neck craned for errand toward the infinite space,
Shall kowtow honorably to the streaking highness.
Where’s that rare land endowed with darkness and light?
Dreaming endlessly to scale her pristine knoll site.
Sweating vassals routinely peeling over her prairie face,
Siblings hand in hand promenading for everlasting peace.
Why those super beasts haven’t avoided their paranoid whims?
Blowing mercilessly the lethal venom beyond their rims.
May their intense clobbering she miraculously survive,
For her ultimate destruction soothsayers long perceived.
From your novice friends,
Lassie Khinna
Kuralus Kolonia
Contents
Introduction 5
I. The Moribund Planet 6
II. Devil Bomb 11
III. Perpetual Energy 20
IV. God Save the Earth
V. Bogus Emir
VI. Future Leaders 40
VII. Stargeon
VIII. Space Flight
IX. Eternal Feud 61
X. Gallant Warrior
XI. Alien Brothers
XII. Nuclear Virus
XIII. Martian Games
XIV. Starshield
XV. Naked Power 100
XVI. Flaming Fortress
XVII. Extreme Unction
XVIII. Convalescent Planet
XIX. Missing Links
XX. The Great Switch
Introduction
Most people in this world aren’t at ease by the great danger being posed by nuclear weapons posted around the globe. Further aggravated by the ardent desires of some Third World countries to possess these destructive bombs in the name of survival. Moreover, we cannot disregard the international terrorists’ quest for this deadly weapon as well. So, suppose the feared nuclear war has actually happened. There are many mind-boggling questions that may disturb our minds. For instance: Are there still survivors? What will happen to Earth? Assuming that there are only a few who survived, could they last longer? Is religion still relevant for these lucky souls? These are some questions that will be covered in this writing.
Of course, “prophecy mania” are aware that a “new city” shall be destroyed, as predicted by the clairvoyant Nostradamus. A few years ago, in the April 1, 1991 issue of Newsweek International, a Japanese guru foretold this: “Beware, the United States will sink completely beneath the sea.” This frightening prediction for the Earth’s predicament also was foretold by John in Revelation. Based on this intriguing prophecy, the authors have explored some factors that could contribute to the fulfillment of this bleak scenario. How it could possibly happen is one of the highlights of this story.
The story begins several decades after a streaking “mysterious radioactive object” originating from unknown origin exploded in the northern region of mainland China, annihilating millions of its citizens. The explosion has driven Earth and its people into the quagmire of nuclear upheaval, and the planet hasn’t been the same since.
The primary aim of writing this book is to enlighten our powerful leaders regarding the frail nature of our planet. There are scores of mysterious phenomena that have occurred on Earth, for which scientists have failed to present a convincing explanation. The advent of modern, sophisticated technology has contributed greatly to the discovery of vital missing links in the reconstruction of the creation of the universe. In this story, a young astrophysicist utilizes some of this scientific evidences while developing an astonishing notion: that the sun was once a “giant planet” and the “great mother” of all the planets in the solar system.
After nine years of researched, this intriguing book has come to reality. We’re grateful to our family members and friends Jacqueline Kharmell and Gild Badon, whose criticism has helped us to refine the writing; Mark Stueber of California for his friendly advice; Jun Pol Fernandez for his religious guidance; and, of course the publisher.
September 1995
Engineer Elberto V. Badon
Professional Civil Engineer-Geodetic Engineer
Philippines
Miss Elizabeth V. Badon
BSRN, New York
I
The Moribund Planet
Leaving Earth in biting cold and in distress, some “Runners” found ways of migrating to the earth’s neighboring planets while other intrepid had explored further and dispersed to some distant planets. These people have the luxury of enjoying the new life in their newfound land. Yet not all planets are the land of milk and honey; some are uninhabitable. But man’s collective innovation has greatly paid dividends to their existence, until the time has come when man is confronted with a difficult situation; that is, he must choose between survival and remaining on Earth as it may disappear from the planetary radar.
The Inter-Planetary Organization (IPO) has held an emergency meeting at their headquarters, in the marvelous orbiting colony at Tikhoven, Uranus. The solar glass-walled conference hall is filled with regular delegates and emissaries.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve got here a report from the Inter-Planetary Scientific Commission, asserting that the Earth is in danger! It has been slipping from its course, and collision with Mars is inevitable! And there’s a great possibility that some other planets will be cast in roles of falling dominoes…” A startling announcement came from the secretary-general, Dux Perlisius. It was received with mixed reactions, some most vocal.
“Perhaps there is no remedy for that….” Moun de Moldi, a highly respected ambassador from Jupiter, shrugged his shoulder after he hammered the first nail in the Earth’s coffin.
“Let’s spare Mars” fired another.
“Let’s destroy Earth at once!” A bombardment from the lanky Martian emissary.
The Earth’s emissary, Maj. Jean Andrew, a black commander of the Earth’s Elite Atmospheric Defense System, could not wait for further extreme distress but stood her ground. Declaring her position.
“I thought that this organization was created as a ‘think tank’ body to iron out differences, not to render a snap judgement, especially on this difficult situation, without some investigation first and thorough analysis…. This is a high-degree deception, guys…. Everything is possible under the sun…. You can’t just simply smite my constituents, I challenge you to come to earth and exterminate us!” Hoisting her right fist, she exclaim
ed, “You bloody bastards, you’re all eager to blow up the Earth! You bunch of traitors!” She then kicked the chairs with her shiny leather boots and smashed her fist on the transparent glass table and faded away.
Looking pale and disturbed, the noble gray-haired leader of the Earth, His excellency Bent Skovllunde, of Scandinavian lineage, summoned the Advisory Council to an early-morning emergency meeting. “Ladies and gentlemen, perhaps some of you had a sleepless night since the ordeal of our planet was exposed by the Inter-Planetary Scientific Commission. . .. Last night the Martian emir conveyed this threatening ultimatum,”
Their attention was focused on the eighty-inch-wide video display terminal.
“Emperor Bent Skovllunde,” the Martian emir began, “your beloved planet! . . . The IPO has spoken. . .. The erratic orbit of the Earth is of a lot of concerned not only to you, but also to your neighboring planet as well. . .. At this juncture, I’m certain that your emissaries have already conveyed their shocking reports that your planet is slipping from its course and is going to collide with our planet! Here everybody is scared by this juggernaut, but don’t worry; we can help you solve this problem – it’s peanuts! Sometimes I have played a Good Samaritan. . .. You and your people are very much welcome to our splendid paradise, the City of Green Meadow, the pride of the Martian people, and be our special guests, . . . but [pointing his right forefinger, sparkling diamond rings on the four fingers but not the thumb] for the safety and protection of my people, your government is given fifty-four months from today to abandon your deteriorating planet! . . .
“In view of this, the . . . super omega bomb, the prototype of the one that has destroyed the LZ asteroid, which threatened to collide with Jupiter a decade ago. Perhaps, the devastating effects of that bomb are still fresh in your memories. . .. Furthermore, I have this final option. In the event that the Earth quickly slips from its present course, then I have no other alternative but to prematurely destroy your impotent planet, regardless of whatever consequences it may bring to your people.” The sharp-tongued monarch vanished form the black screen after creating this sword of Damocles to hang over the Earthlings’ heads.
“Oh, shit!” a young lieutenant colonel clinched his fist and stood up. “That bloody bastard! What did he think that we people here can be driven away by a mere scarecrow?!” A courageous remarked. From a highly decorated marine officer.
The sealed transparent fiberglass dome is filled with deep silence. Some are reading about the IPO’s hot-line report that has slammed the door for further discussion of any possibility of saving the Earth but unanimously declared; “The Earth’s ordeal is a hopeless case; it is suffering from terminal cancer. It’s for the benefits of Earth’s people that evacuation shall be arranged as soon as possible, and this organization has offered to facilitate the exodus.”
The greatly worried noble leader paced toward the façade, both hands on his hips, watching the calm, steaming sapphire surface popularly known before as the Sargasso Sea, the very heart of the dreaded Bermuda Triangle. The remnants of people who survived the nuclear holocaust have found refuge in this rare warm place and built a geothermal complex near the main geyser. They have transformed this complex into an enclave of survival while other parts of the globe have turned into foggy supercool limbos with chilling temperatures that would eventually freeze any creature that went astray there.
The noble leader returned to his imperial chair. “What now?” the emperor asked. “Is there anybody who has the faintest idea, which will be most beneficial to our people?”
“Your Highness, that was a declaration of war! We must not allow them to destroy us like a sand castle!” cried a veteran general named Mackay Rusty.
“To hell with that ugly braggart! . . . What does he think of us here, we are a paper tiger? . . . . We also have some devastating weapons to match theirs!” exclaimed a boastful lawmaker.
“Hold on your temper, gentlemen. . .. Let’s not forget that Mars is an economic giant; we are a poor third to them, with Neptune in second place. . .. In the event of an armed confrontation other planets would support the Martian cause because they are deeply indebted to Mars for its technological and economic assistance, this warning is real. . .. Our destiny is not to be waited for; the bottom line is how to save this planet and preserve the legacy of our ancestors and protect the continuity of our people,” emphasized the noble leader.
“Your Highness, we must go for a kill . . . rather than capitulate in submission,” persuaded a young war freak colonel, adding more fuel to the mounting flame.
“Gentlemen, let’s assume that we would defeat them in the event of war─ although it’s very far from reality; our planet against the rest would be an exercise of Don Quixote fighting against the windmill. . .. Let’s presume, then, that all the luck is on our side. Still the cancer of this planet remains uncured. . .. Your Highness, my department has received from friendly planets offers of temporary refuge and limited accommodation. . .. Maybe it’s much better if we explore another planet,” was suggested by a Chinese lady named Ming Ling.
“Your highness, the best alternative is to unleash a simultaneous nuclear explosion opposite our present position, let’s say in the Middle East, with the sole purpose of creating a dynamic impact strong enough that our planet would return to its former orbital lane,” Colonel Krispov suggested. This suggestion deeply silenced the hall.
“My brothers, one moment please. It seems not one of your proposals can solve our problem. First, if we take some provocative measure to knock out Mars it would definitely create a chain reaction from other planets and that would be an uphill battle, a tall order. Second, it’s too late for us to explore a habitable planet; we’re racing against time. Last, the proposal of the colonel is disastrous; it will create a global deluge; the explosion will emit a great amount of heat that would melt the thick iceberg in the Middle East and Europe. . .. Let’s leave our ordeal to the hand of the Divine Creator,” urged Rev. James Reginald, and buried his face in his hands.
“I don’t know how the rev’rend reaches that fallacious conclusion. How could there be a tidal wave, when in fact, the Earth’s seven seas are frozen?!” exclaimed the lawmaker incredulously, but he received no answer from the reverend.
“Your Highness, it seems that the authority of the church has gone too far. . .. Look, Rev’rend, the day after the horrible nuclear holocaust multitudes of your Christian brothers, Hindus, Muslims, Buddhists, and members of other religious faiths gnashed their teeth and moaned in anguish and uncertainty, their purple blood had flooded the continents. They have sustained so much agony from the daily persecution by the evil forces and the adverse effects of the radioactive fallout and the disturbance of the biosphere that caused the untold sufferings and death, such as cancer, radiation illness, and total blindness. . .. Those fanatics were calling names of the heavenly supreme beings, but to no avail. . .. They suffered in vain! And it’s a fact that more than 7 billion people had perished! . . . Oh, boy, what a dismal setback to your religious teachings. And now here you are, still a great believer preaching to thousands of your blind followers, promising them the ultimate utopia!” charged the economists Sir Henry Roothardth.
“His religion was enriched with wonderful history. . .. Why don’t we request him to ask for favor from his benevolent God, like his flock did in the early biblical times when King Hezekiah was dying and it was confirmed to him by the prophet Isaiah that he was going to die. What the ailing king did was pray unto the Lord that his life be extended. . .. Then the prophet informed him that his sincere prayer to God was heard and he would live. He asked for a sign. He wanted the sundial to move ten degrees backward. The king’s wished was granted. The following day the Earth revolved backward! And there was panic among the people of the Earth. . .. And again, when Christ and his disciples were cruising the Sea of Galilee a violent storm threatened them. . .. The beleaguered disciples woke up the sleeping Messiah, informing him of the great danger, that their boat was s
inking. The anointed one stood up and commanded the violent gale to calm! . . . See how powerful his God was? . . . even the forces of nature obeyed!” a lawmaker stressed.
“Thank you for your proposal, but for the benefit of those who have maligned the credibility of the Holy Scripture whose prime belief is that the Earth will perish . . . fear nothing! God has a covenant. Allow me to quote King Solomon in Ecclesiastes 1:4 ‘One generation have passed and another will come; but the land will remain forever,’ and Psalms 104:5 has elaborated further; ‘The marker of the land has been established and it would not be removed forever.’ John 3:16 has reaffirmed: ‘For God so loved the World that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have an everlasting life,’ “stressed the besieged church authority.
“Oh, what an immortal belief. You mean that this planet will be spared, Reverend? Asked the economist. “That must be hypocritical nonsense. I wonder why there are people who still believe it, the incoming grand salvation, the resurgence of billions of human phoenix from all generations to attend the spectacular festival! . . . And perhaps to be led by the legendary couple Adam and Eve, followed by throngs of their descendants, wherein during this memorable hour . . . all the blind can see . . .. the deaf can hear . . . and maybe all the people shall be at their juvenile age . . . speaking in their native tongues. . ..
“Yes, that likewise includes you and me anxiously waiting for the heavenly magistrates to render their judgement . . . and if you’re unlucky you’ll be thrown into the ocean of flame . . . to languish there for the rest of your second life . . . whereas it’s a great contrast with those chosen few. They will inherit the Kingdom of eternal happiness. . ..