2012 Countdown - Santa's Secret SilverBullet Sleighride.

A New Age Christmas Sci-Fi Short Story for December 25th, 2012.. (hope you like it).

2012 Countdown - Santa's Secret SilverBullet Sleighride.


Sunday, December 9th, 2012...

The ship had been made from the time before time and was, at the most fundamental level, constructed around a single photon of primordial light. It was and will forever remain the fasted ship in the entire universe, because it's pilot was, and remains, none other than God Himself, although in this instance God "processed" through an eternal, cosmic, evolutionary process who's latest incarnation took the form of a human being on earth, a human being now known in hindsight by the name of Jesus Christ but who for the purpose of this story shall be known by the codename, Rudolf.

"The turning point of the ages is at hand, Rudolf", said Santa as the spirit of Father Christmas; "the time has come again my good son. We will need your light, once again, to navigate the dense fog of human history." (of course these are the mere English equivalent of an intimate, intuitive communication channel accessed by only the highest initiate and Magus of the Sacred Sciences.)

"All systems are GO, father," said "Rudolf", in his innermost heart of hearts.

From the "North Pole" the Elves, once corporeal sentients who inhabited the planet Mars, had something in store this particular year for each and every human being in the world, whether good or bad. The Akashic Record of Metatron didn't lie in this regard, so indeed Santa knew, with the utmost precision, just who had been naughty, and who, nice.


to be continued..

Originally posted by NewAgeMan
"All systems are GO, father," said "Rudolf", in his innermost heart of hearts.

By "systems" he didn't mean of course those of the Lightship, since it functioned exclusively at the very "bleeding edge" of chaos and complexity, which, for it's "occupant" (the word "occupant" being a rather crude description for the inhabitant of a non-localized holographic sphere of light but how else to tell the story except with mere words?) contained a double-meaning and significance not lost on him in the fullness of time and history. He even had the scars the prove it since nothing of value is ever forgotten, especially not by the one who bore the wounds in the first place. "Oh those Reindeer games" he mused to himself in remembrance. Of course they did much more than just laugh and call him names..

No by "systems" he was referring to the star systems. All of them.