Eyes Wide Shut: An Enigma™

Chapter 1 Our One Thing - Top Secret: Hiding in Plain Sight

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Curtis fought back a surge of nausea -- damn motion sickness -- and stared out the side window as the chopper began a bumpy descent. “That it?”

“Sir, yes, sir.” The pilot barked a military response, the first words out of his mouth since they took flight. “Mojave Air and Space Port, sir – welcome, sir.”

“Not much to look at from up here.” The squat concrete buildings, unimaginative in architecture, blended into the drab, tan colored rock and sand surroundings.

“Most of it’s underground, sir.”

Curtis stifled a sigh of irritation. “I’m not an officer, don’t wear a uniform and you needn’t call me sir.”

“Sir, sorry, sir,” the young Lieutenant answered with no trace of humor. He turned his full attention to the dials and controls, speaking into his mouthpiece as he did. “Flight Beta Tango Four – permission to land.”

A tinny voice emanated from the pilot’s ear plugs, just loud enough to register as a scratchy whisper to Curtis. The approaching buildings commanded all his attention. Much larger than he expected, having seen them from the air, the thick walls of the port jutted out of a sheer cliff wall. About a quarter of a mile off, three silver Quonsets shimmered like some liquid mirage in the mid day heat. No visible activity on the surface gave any hint they approached a multi-billion dollar, recently completed military base.

A heavy thump jolted the craft and sent a twinge of pain up the length of Curtis’s spine, rendering unnecessary the pilot’s announcement. “Sir, we’ve landed, sir.”

“Thank you, Lieutenant -- what did you say your name was?” Curtis stretched his back, sure the descending whine from the recently killed motor and slowing rotors in truth emanated from his cramped muscles.

“I didn’t, sir.” The pilot busied himself with post landing activity and muttered “Check, check – roger that – check,” into his mouthpiece. He looked up. “Yes, sir, here they come.”

Curtis followed the pilot’s gaze, watched a silver overhead door slide up on one of the rectangular annexes and a ground craft driven by one military police officer and carrying another wheel out onto the ground, kicking up yellow dust in its wake.

“Your escort, sir,” said the Lieutenant, pointing to the approaching craft. He slid out, ducking under the still revolving blades, came around to Curtis’s side and offered a hand down.

Curtis jumped down, ignoring the younger man’s assistance, and steeled himself not to wince at the impact. “Pass me my case, will you?” He tucked his computer case under his arm – “Thanks, and for the ride, too” – and turned to face the MP’s. “Curtis Sparks.”

“Sir.” The well-muscled officer barely restrained a salute. “The General is waiting for you. This way, sir.”

Curtis climbed into the back seat, cradling his computer case beside him. The desert breeze scraped his cheek like a dull razor – hot, dry and dusty. “Hope the General has a drink waiting for me,” he muttered to himself.

“Sir?” The second MP turned in his seat.

“Nothing.” He was flung forcefully back against the seat as the craft leapt into motion. Just what my back needs next, he grumbled internally, and dismissed the thought. He needed to focus, to prepare himself for what was to come – his meeting with the General.

Curtis was talking to his old PhD study friend, General Daemon in his office at Mojave Air and Space Port. They had not seen each other for almost 30 years. They had researched together in the breakthrough of Unified Quantum Field Theory (UQFT) and integrated the concepts and applications into quantum biophysics in living organisms. Both used synthetic biology as a valuable approach to biological engineering. It was innovative and combined science and math. They earned their Doctorate Degrees in the process.

Curtis asked, “What project are you working on?” General Daemon replied, “I will show you.” He barked a command to no one in particular, “I need two Military Policemen (MPs).” Curtis heard over a speaker a, “Yes sir.” Within seconds, the two MPs came in the office.

General Daemon said, “Our computers monitor everything 24/7 everywhere. I will show you an example of my project. If there is a bank robbery happening in Bakersfield, we can watch. Watch how we take care of things the right way.” General Daemon barked a command, “Computer, display on-going bank robbery in Bakersfield.”

Immediately a life-sized 3D hologram displayed a realistic looking huge greasy, dirty man with his extended right hand holding a pistol grip sawed-off shotgun aimed at a young bank teller behind the counter. The glassy-eyed man’s body twitched as he approached the trembling bank teller. His bulging snake eyes were locked into the helpless teller’s eyes when he hissed, “This is a hold-up, give me your money.” Tears ran down her flushed face as she screamed, “What am I supposed to do?”

Terrified, in slow motion, she opened the cash drawer and put all of her cash on the counter. The bank robber with his left hand grabbed her long red hair, and growled, “I bet you can’t wait to be alone with me.” He leaned across the counter and pulled her face to his face. His right hand held the shotgun to her head. She sobbed, “Somebody please help me.” Slowly, the robber released his grip with a sighing groan. His eyes rolled up and he collapsed to the floor dead. The hologram disappeared. Both Military Police (MP’s) smiled as they left.

General Daemon said to Curtis, “They did the right thing” as the MP’s left. The MPs had executed a bank robber from a distance. No one would know. No one needs to know. He is a master evil man in disguise. He enemies all die a natural death, or in accidents. Curtis did not know the rogue General he was talking to. He was not the same man who had been his friend. Curtis must stop him. To stop the tentacles moving, you must kill the octopus.

Curtis learned General Daemon had mastered the ability to turn almost anything anywhere into a weapon including nano scale technologies. His ubiquitous surveillance on demand coupled with his Top Secret communications technologies had created a monster with mass destruction capabilities. His Orwellian-style by cybernetic technology was totally unknown to the public. His technology links the brains of people to satellites controlled by ground-based supercomputers.

General Daemon had developed the Noetic notion human thought has mass and gravity using multiple ways of monitoring human thoughts. He was aware Noetics philosophy centers around the idea that the human mind is capable of affecting or even doing work to the physical world. He knew thoughts and spirit are not in fact imaginary, but Bose or photon based, meaning essentially that the mind can be quantified by formula which describe quantum materials such as light. Thoughts are weightless. Just as gravity affects all matter, so do thoughts to an apparent lesser degree He had explained to Curtis years ago his thoughts about Noetic scientist. He believed many individuals focusing their thoughts could actually affect world events. He used an analogy with earth’s gravity. It is the sum of the gravitational action of all its bits of rock and everything else, so too would the power of human thought add up if focused together.

General Daemon looking at Curtis with pride said, “United you win. They killed him from here. We monitor everything and know what, how and when to do the right thing. We have global to individual monitoring capabilities. Our quantum computers can pinpoint any activity we wish to monitor. In areas of interest, we have Radio Frequency ID (RFID) smart dust grains broadcasted. These tiny autonomous wireless sensors provide inputs to produce artificial intelligence on demand.”

Curtis felt a cold chill run down his spine. Curtis realized General Daemon thought he was above the law. He operated his own private law that was invisible. General Daemon was hiding in plain sight behind another government Authorized Top Secret Experimental Flying Weapons Systems program based at Edwards Air Force Base in California. It was located in an isolated underground area in the Mojave Desert. No one had the need to know what he was doing. No one knew.

General Daemon was a rogue General with his own personal agenda building a small army of soldiers that answered only to him. He decided what was right, or wrong. His world was black or white. General Daemon had eliminated his “bad” human.

General Daemon had created a perfect cyber-soldier. He was using Remote Neural Monitoring (RNM) making it possible to read and control a person’s mind and actions and eliminating them.

Curtis had been briefed about Remote Neural Monitoring (RNM). The National Security Agency (NSA) of the US had developed a very efficient method of controlling the human brain. This technology is called Remote Neural Monitoring (RNM).

Remote Neural Monitoring (RNM) makes it possible to read and control a person’s emotional thought processes along with the subconscious and dreams. People can be eliminated through RNM. Various methods can be used: cardiac arrest, strokes (brain attack), or cars wrecks etc. At present, around the world, supercomputers are monitoring millions of people simultaneously with the speed of 40 billion bits per second.

The recording machines in the government’s Signalss Intelligence System (SIS) program have electronic equipment which investigates electrical activity in humans from a distance. This computer-generated brain mapping can constantly monitor all electrical activities in the brain. The recording aid system decodes selected individual brain maps for security purposes.

The Signals Intelligence mission to decode electromagnetic field (EMF) waves in the environment for wirelessly tapping into computers and tracking persons with the electrical currents in their bodies.

General Daemon sat down and waved Curtis to join him at his end of the conference table, “Remember the phrase, ‘Eyes Wide Shut?’ we are highly visible, but no one sees us. We have the perfect cover: to hide in public.”

Daemon, pressing his hands flat on the table, “My associates and I have the capability to do as Hermes Trismegistus summed on his Emerald Tablet.” Curtis Sparks shocked and, irritated. He interrupted, “I do not need a history lesson.”

Like a patient professor, General Daemon said, “That which is below corresponds to that which is above, and which is above corresponds to that which is below, in the accomplishment of the miracle of the One Thing…”

To make his point, General Daemon emphasized, “Our One Thing is to do what we think is right – anywhere in or out of this world. You saw an example of our one thing was right when we killed the bank robber. We monitor the air and ground 24/7. No one needs to know. No one knows. Our courts are not responsive to the good citizens. Bad people are polluting the earth. We are going to save the earth and eliminate the bad people. I will eliminate all people who kill in the name of God, or Allah. In the last one hundred years, over 80,000,000 people have been killed because of religion, or communism. People killing people for the wrong reasons. I am going to stop this madness.”

General Daemon had placed himself as the one who determine what the “right thing” was. He was in charge. He had absolute power. Curtis was reluctant to notify the police. He did not know if General Daemon had any supporters, or how extensive General Daemon network of supporters were.

Curtis asked Daemon, “Is it really possible to externally direct the evolution of human culture?” Daemon replied, “History gives many examples. The evolution of the structure of cultural norms in humans is a parallel to the evolution of the genetic system. Genes and culture are mechanically distinct systems of inheritance. Behavior is the product of predispositions resulting from genetic inheritance and predispositions resulting from cultural inheritance.”

Curtis trying to understand his old PhD classmate said, “What makes cultural learning of behaviors is that you eliminate ‘bad’ people, the surviving good people will learn the good behaviors because it is advantageous.”

General Daemon replied, “The hook is what encourages the ‘host’ to spread the accepted behaviors. It is like very similar to biology, survival of the fittest. An example is Christianity. Religions represent some of the most powerful and elaborate complex behaviors. They have evolved over millennia into countless variants and co-evolved with cultures. The behaviors and beliefs form a symbiotic whole. The core behaviors and beliefs need symbiotic behaviors to provide benefits and provide legitimacy to the believers.”

Curtis pressing, trying to understand General Daemon’s motivation, asked, “Does your New World Order use the bait of a better peaceful life, freedom from fear, personal happiness, and prosperity combined with the threat of elimination, or damnation to promote interest and acceptance?”

“It will be a New World view.” General Daemon looking off into the distance as a self-appointed visionary said, “No others will be allowed to influence high level planning and behaviors. It is like the bible in Mathew 24, ‘Ye cannot serve God and man.’ Humans will be encouraged to set good examples for others, which also increases the likelihood of learning acceptable behaviors through social learning.”

Curtis wheeled around looking General Daemon straight into his eyes, “You want to eliminate God?” General Daemon with an air of self-assurance replies, “Not eliminate, but improve all human behaviors. I want to eliminate bad behaviors. I want to improve their behaviors by making them an offer they cannot refuse.”

He was out of control; his reality was skewed. Although General Daemon worked in the background, he was a very dangerous man. General Daemon was directing a Top Secret “Black Box” project that not accountable to anyone. The government’s security philosophy based on “the need to know” basis was corrupted by a rogue General. General Daemon had turned into a self-righteous demon.

General Daemon was a destructive individual where one clandestine act of his could cause millions of deaths because society had surrendered its rights to govern to a government that was not accountable. Universal surveillance had become accepted. If he could kill one bank robber, what would stop him from killing millions of others he considered “bad.”

General Daemon’s the “end justifies the means” code of ethics apparently had no limitations. General Daemon can demand his soldiers to follow orders even if faced with certain execution. They do not question their orders.

Curtis realized General Daemon trusted him. He must take advantage of his trust and stop this mad, out-of-control man that apparently had unlimited funding. General Daemon had changed to an unknown demon. Curtis needed to determine who else was involved and what their timetable was. He must find out what General Daemon’s plans are.

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