The Inception of Time: Book One in the Chronicles of Turyia

The Inception of Time: Book One in the Chronicles of Turyia

by Terri-Ann Millman

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ISBN-13: 9781475972917
Publisher: iUniverse, Incorporated
Publication date: 05/20/2013
Pages: 464
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 1.03(d)

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The Inception of Time

BOOK ONE IN THE CHRONICLES OF TURYIA


By TERRI-ANN MILLMAN

iUniverse, Inc.

Copyright © 2013 Terri-Ann "Turyia" Shelton
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4759-7291-7


CHAPTER 1

The Great Auditorium


In a far off distant part of your imagination there exists a world, hovering watching you as you imagine. This world houses magnificent ancient beings who dream life into existence. To most these dreamers go unnoticed. But if one takes a little peek while you're off imagining and dreaming your own world, you just may get a glimpse of them.

At first sight they would appear as tall ethereal opalescent shimmering curtains of light but once your eyes adjust to their domain, you would see that they indeed have a humanoid appearance, one that holds a perfect form. Their faces are a delicate oval shape, with bright liquid white eyes that emit a constant stream of luminescent hieroglyphic codes.

These beings vibrate at such a high resolution; all that is perceived of them is a shimmering curtain of light effect. They are skilled at shape shifting but with a difference, they oscillate between holding form and morphing into a shimmering hologram of life giving codes.

They move silently within this world of liquid light with graceful gliding movements. Their preferred way of communicating is one of telepathy, where ideas are instantly received and understood, and where no outspoken word is uttered.

If you happen to gain entry into their world, you would see these great dreamers are gamers by nature, who are always imagining, planning, and debating their moves to play whose very essence is buzzing with the vibration of Creation.

Their domain is a great Auditorium; a silver platform that hovers at the beginning of space and time, its purpose to direct what is imagined into manifestation.

The Auditorium is a structure with no walls and is surrounded by space. It's only defining features are the giant network of gold columns that house many balconies all intricately woven from crystalline flowers.

Flowers whose essence, vibrate with shimmering life. Weaving their vines, and driven by the desire to grow, to evolve in a continuous, conscious extension of their own ability to dream. Fulfilling a desire to evolve by winding, up and around those majestic gold columns, forming the foundation of which supported and viewed the goings on in this great hall.

Beneath these crystalline balconies lay a giant chess board, woven in black and white gossamer covering the expansive floor. It constantly shimmering its reflective surface revealing the fineness of its essence. That if one breathed the slightest of breaths; it would disintegrate in an instant.

Hovering on this gossamer are many elaborately carved crystal pieces, viewing portals whose surfaces are constantly reflecting back images. So fine in their fabric that they glistened translucently in an alluring way, one that begs the viewer to look within to see what secrets they hold; portals that are visual gateways into viewing yours and others worlds.


The Viewing Portals


It is through these viewing portals that these ancient ones dreamed in new ideas that flowed into a matrix of giant wheels and gates. Structures that have the appearance of etheric cylindrical tubes of light, with intersecting lines of force, all encoded with hieroglyphic symbols; each gate a receiving station, a reservoir of storage for the council of great dreamers dreaming streams, with each wheel an entry point to a dimensional life. Ideas which filter through these constantly turning great wheels, effectively creating time; always turning clockwise, filtering and sending new ideas to manifest in worlds creating a dimensional life somewhere in space, in a constant stream of information its aim to create form.

As fast as this Council of Dreamers dreamed, there were multi layered elemental receiver beings; tiny elements of matter that gave solidness to these ideas, filtering this information and giving everything in the dreaming a solid purpose, by way of manifesting these blueprints.

In a dynamic of these solid elements of matter giving life to a Sun, who in turn receives the purest codes and radiating out these codes in turn manifests its own galaxy with planets, moons and other stellar bodies that all orbit around this sun.

All the while these manifested forms, filter these codes down through the rotating magnetic fields around each planet. Codes that are absorbed it into the poles, which act like vortexes, absorbing and directing these codes through more wheels to the core of its planet, in turn radiating these life codes that are sent out from the core of each planet.

The core being the ultimate receiver for these codes, sparking and transmitting this force to the surface, only to be diluted once more through reservoirs, known as power spots, with interconnecting lines of light aligning each site. All synchronised with the pulse of the heart beat coming from the great dreaming streams.

Interconnecting all dimensional life in a macrocosmic, microcosmic effect, in a complex net work of codes that wind and rotate in sync to this pulse reflected in every life form within and without, each life having its own unique heartbeat, constantly in sync with this pulse giving each life the ability to dream itself into existence and to evolve.

The synchronicity is as such, that what each life feels is reflected, so that all life feels the same event. When the great gamers dreamed a new idea it manifested somewhere in this the known existence we have come to know as life. The great gamers dreaming each planet, birthing its own species, civilisation, giving rise to all manner of different creatures to rule these worlds.


The Great Council of Dreamers


The Great Council of Ancient dreamers consisted of many members, each one unique in their dreaming skills, each one shimmering with life giving codes. The Nameless One, one of the oldest of dreamers, whose appearance was akin to a shimmering curtain of light, which flickered with dark patches, leaving a cloudy shadow wherever he floated, his countenance menacing.

This gamer embodied the Chaos stream, the way of manipulation, will and desire. He the brother of The Great Architect, a dreamer just as old, one who held the benevolent stream, the way of freewill and peace. He was of the same appearance as his brother, but he flickered with a brilliant opalescent light, his countenance radiated loving light.


The Great Architect and the Nameless One's Feud!


This pair of brothers held an ancient feud, whose origins were unknown to this council and had existed long before the inception of this current dreaming.

These brothers, often locked in battle, their conflict a dual one, with both unwavering in their point of view. The Great Architect dreamed of worlds benevolent where discordance was unheard of. Worlds that were free to follow their own unique soul pulses. Pulses he once never interfered with.

The Great Architect's experiment was to watch life grow and evolve without manipulation. He curious and sure in his views that if the light in its intelligence was left to be free, knowing what free will meant, knew that if life is left to its own way it would evolve back into itself quicker, thus directing itself back into the light.

On the other hand, The Nameless One was of an opposing view. His way of Chaos, is to wreak havoc through coercion and manipulation. His aim is to absorb the light to fuel his quest.

He constantly argued with the Great Architect that his dreaming was finite and limited. Where his way would ensure a never-ending cycle where the dreaming would always be in a state of flux. Always the brothers debated this point. Always it was left unresolvable.


Who's Work Was That?


A flash of light exploded into view, distracting the ancient ones viewing their dimensional dreaming streams. Curious they leaned closer, so close in fact that the Great Architect nearly slid of his balcony onto the viewing platform. Silently correcting himself, he regaining his composure, one that feigned calm, one that hid a dark secret.

This wobble went unnoticed, his little ripple of guilt, hidden for now. As this council were caught up in thoughts of, "Oooohs and Arrrrrs."

It was common for some suns to go supernova and whole worlds to evaporate in an instant.

A glitch they hadn't quite worked out in their dreaming streams. Or was it just an act of irritation to a world that wasn't evolving as fast, one who resisted the codes as the dreamer had envisioned; another anomaly to exist in their creative work.

A thought rang out through the collective "Whose work was that?"

Then another thought rippled up "Was that yours?" motioning to the Nameless One.

Before the Nameless One could respond, a shock rippled through this collective at a sight so inconceivable. On their viewing platform this light that had exploded into view was viewing them back.

This light was of the finest of fabrics, it beautiful and luminescent, and one that was intelligent, curious, and very consciously aware. It viewed them watching it from a world in the denser part of the dreaming.

This event was unheard of in all their dreaming as nothing on those levels is remotely aware enough to notice them.

Much debate was instigated, the buzz of thinking, analysing trying to comprehend this anomaly, they mused.

"Possibly another glitch."

"How could this be?"

"Where did that light come from?"

"Which one of us dreamed that one into existence?"

"If I didn't know better, that light is from the layer that is ready to be reabsorbed back into self."

"Hmmmm, Yes! Yes, we agree," was the collective thought.

But they were still at a loss to explain just how that light managed to find itself way down there at that the densest layer.

This dreaming started at the finest of vibrations and descended in density, spiralling down to form many dimensions. This light belonged to the highest levels and was so out of place in the lower levels.

The Great Architect regaining his composure looked around to see if any of the gamers had noticed his little moment of shock when he had nearly slid off his balcony whist viewing this event. But none seemed to notice, bar one pair of beady eyes. The Nameless One eyed the Great Architect with a malevolent look, all the while they shared the thought that they had inadvertently been exposed.

These brothers had always had a conflict of opposing views, one that often spilled out affecting the others on this council. In this instance he and his brother had done the inconceivable. The Great Architect had isolated part of the dreaming from the council collective and he'd hid his secret well, that was up until that moment when the flash of light exploded into view, sending a ripple of shock through this gamers' world.

The brother's feud of opposing views had taken on a more sinister note, one that simmered away disturbing the usual peace that reigned in these halls.


The Nameless One and His Treacherous Act!


The Nameless One irritated by this stale mate and in a fit of rage, up and decided on a particular moment in time to prove his point once and for all.

He sat plotting and planning. In his mind adding a little sabotage to his brothers dreaming would stir things up nicely.

He was bored with the way things were, he and his brother locked into this stale mate. The gentle ways of the Council of Dreamers irritated him beyond belief. To him the reality was he was out numbered in these halls.

In an instant the Nameless One projected his mind and quick as a thought can be had, shot off with such force through the dreaming streams, scanning for benevolent worlds, spreading his oily chaos, invading dimensions with his will, dominating all, annihilating those who rejected him, so intense was his rage full of desire to prove his point.

It irritated The Nameless One to no end, that he'd come to observe that his brother's point of view had some merit. It was some of these peaceful loving worlds that had a strength he couldn't penetrate.

The ones that wavered in their convictions or had simply not encountered his chaotic quality before were un-prepared for what engaging with him would unleash. Other worlds were simply in peril and out of control, often verging on collapse. It was these worlds that embraced his chaotic countenance, sucking it up like fuel, just to evolve.

Whilst weaving his reign of destruction the Nameless One happened upon a world so pure, so fine, so open, a world about to return and be reabsorbed back into the essence from whence it had sprang from.

The mother of this world having never encountered his chaos before didn't stand a chance. She the sun of her peaceful galaxy was quietly radiating her loving light, feeding life with codes she was receiving.

Hers was a world that displayed a high degree of unity, a quality that fuelled his rage even more.

His will sharp and strong in an instant he unleashed his fury on this unsuspecting world, annihilating this, the purest he'd seen in his dreaming scans.

His violation was so cruel. He entered her, raping her core, she exploded into a vortex of pain. He absorbing her, sucking her into his chaos quivered with ecstatic delight.

The Nameless One had invaded her world, his act so vicious in its intent, an act born out of hatred for the council and his brother's refusal to see his point of view, their stale mate fuelling his rage. She now bound to him, he pulling her world into a spiralling vortex of chaos, this murderous act forming a giant counter clockwise rip in the dreaming streams, from the very intensity of his personal will.


The Counter Directive


In the Great Auditorium the viewing platform flashed with his treacherous act. The great Council of Dreamers viewing his act were stunned at what they saw. Images of the Nameless Ones chaotic stream flooded the dreaming, covering it in an oiliness. What the Nameless One, had done had never in all their dreaming existed. It was common for dying suns to go supernova, but never one that was healthy and alive, and so close to its point of return.

A great grief enveloped the council who were shocked to their cores, as they watched this dimensional rip as it started to grow, with its force spreading to other worlds.

The way the dreaming was set up, new waves were always being sent out in a constant stream of life giving codes; always they were received and embraced through all dimensional realms.

This council's original untainted dreaming streams were created for all worlds to create their own story and had visioned worlds free to create independently within this creative stream. These Dreamers had set about dreaming intelligent life with a uniquely encoded soul matrix. All were imbued with technical knowledge, imagination, musical and artistic abilities. There was much debate over these qualities and they in their planning had locked onto a code that came to be the most prized, one of "questioning and reflecting", key ingredients to have the freedom to follow ones free will.

Another essential mechanism in this game of time, as free will provided a freedom to interpret life's codes, in a unique way.

* * *

They stood watching this chaotic wave of selfishness ripple out further and further. The Dreamers powerless to stop this rip, as some worlds embraced it. Worlds where restlessness stirred, fuelled by an ancient taint, one that seemed to embrace the brothers opposing views. Another glitch the council was at a loss to explain.

Instead of a continuous stream of pure codes filtering down to manifest the great dreamer's dreams, separation filtered in. So chaotic in its nature, so selfish in its message of dominating, all that crossed its path. Instigating a new directive, one of selfishness, to do whatever, when ever, without care for anything else effectively tainting each beings dreaming ability. Now what they received was a distortion that would confuse, an anomaly that rippled out, tainting all those who absorbed it, rendering the original streams unreadable.

The Nameless Ones act of treachery had violated this freedom, by way of his rage-full lust to destroy. This ripple he'd created tainted this once great dreaming, and had set the stage for war within wars, pain within pain, chaos within chaos, in an never ending spiral directing itself back into a realm where all chaos springs from, a fabric so devoid of light.

The Great Dreaming was now invaded and free will took on a whole new element. Those worlds who embraced this new wave absorbed its taint. A taint of division that would create worlds of chaos, destroy lives. All the while that dimensional rip would split, into more and more dimensions. Life forms would be created so disfigured, so tortured. As once an idea is dreamed, into manifestation, it grows and grows. Always seeking sustenance and in this case, one that can only come from pain. This selfishness always fuelled by the motive to return to its chaotic source, a void of nothingness, where anti-matter springs from.
(Continues...)


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Table of Contents

Contents

The Great Auditorium....................     1     

The Viewing Portals....................     3     

The Great Council of Dreamers....................     5     

The Great Architect and the Nameless One's Feud!....................     7     

Who's Work Was That?....................     9     

The Nameless One and His Treacherous Act!....................     13     

The Counter Directive....................     15     

The Great Architect....................     19     

The Little Secret Revealed....................     21     

The Viewer, Viewing the Viewed....................     25     

Gaia....................     31     

The Pleiadians....................     33     

The Orions....................     37     

The Andromadeans....................     41     

The Sirians....................     45     

Kaia's First Contact....................     47     

The Etheric Realms....................     53     

Turyia....................     55     

The Return....................     61     

The Orions....................     63     

A Conundrum....................     67     

Introductions....................     71     

A Ruse Taking Hold....................     75     

Lost Sight....................     79     

Watching From the Other Side....................     85     

The Venusians....................     89     

The Great Council of Dreamers....................     93     

Maahes Moves into the Next Phase....................     97     

The Invitation....................     103     

The Cedar Tree....................     107     

The Temple of the East....................     109     

The Temple of the South....................     113     

The Temple of the West....................     115     

The Temple of the North....................     117     

The Devas....................     119     

The Village....................     123     

Turyia....................     129     

The Elders and the Great War....................     133     

A Dark Past Remembered....................     145     

Liquid Ambrosia....................     151     

A Plan Taking Hold....................     159     

Battle Weary....................     165     

The Hangover....................     167     

Acts of Contrition....................     175     

The Ancient Cedar Tree....................     181     

Too Much Reverence....................     185     

Acceptance into the Fold....................     187     

Is it a Test?....................     189     

Temple Helper....................     197     

Maahes's Secret Life....................     203     

Plans Coming To Fruition....................     207     

Temple Priests....................     211     

Trouble Brewing....................     215     

New Magic....................     219     

Chaos....................     223     

The Warp....................     225     

Viewers in Turmoil....................     227     

The Shiny Ones....................     231     

Light and Dark....................     235     

Information Shared....................     239     

A New Way....................     249     

The Temple Cat....................     253     

Aishah....................     257     

Maahes' Wrath....................     265     

Questions and Answers....................     269     

Aerial View....................     277     

The Unravelling....................     281     

A Lost Brother....................     287     

Visions....................     289     

Contact....................     293     

The Great Architects Directive....................     295     

The Nameless One's Point of View....................     299     

Anakausen's Big Day Out....................     301     

Locking Eyes....................     305     

The Elementals....................     307     

The Union....................     309     

Another Warp....................     313     

All's Well on This Side of the Veil....................     315     

Manly Bits....................     319     

Unity....................     327     

Avichi....................     329     

Council of Avichi....................     331     

More Union....................     335     

Maahes's Origins....................     337     

The Call....................     343     

Orions to the Rescue....................     347     

A Dark Past Revealed....................     353     

The Vigil....................     357     

The Funeral....................     361     

Maahes's growing pride....................     367     

Acceptance....................     369     

Paradise Interrupted....................     371     

Stalking and Lies....................     375     

Homesick....................     381     

Cold and Calculating....................     385     

Subterfuge....................     389     

Pleasure Had....................     395     

Merkabah....................     399     

Maahes's Seething Wrath....................     403     

Where is Turyia?....................     409     

Councils Summoned....................     417     

Not Up For the Fight....................     421     

Time to Leave....................     425     

Turyia's View....................     427     

Reading the Streams....................     429     

The Nameless One....................     431     

The Great Council of Gamers....................     435     

Excitement to Come....................     439     

Glossary....................     441     

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This is a powerful read as it opens your mind up to all sorts of possibilites. Pretty good for a first time author. I cant wait to read what happens to Turyia next.