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42. Dancing Without The Stars – The Lite Dance

The process we were about to perform, The Lite Dance, had only been briefly described to ME by the Lite. I knew  it would transform the humans, forever. It would give ME the army…MY army…that I would need to complete the journey and the humans would have powers and abilities beyond their imaginations. Coupling their new powers with Me and the Lite would create a force never before seen by their earth.

The Lite had located one of the few hard surfaces on LiteWorld where the transformation could be performed. I placed the 50 humans on the surface all at one time. Some of them fell down, some were on their knees and many were standing still, confused by their current conditions. But all of them were staring at ME as I was…. or I should say the Lite was, the only light source in LiteWorld. I positioned MYSELF so all the humans were illuminated by ME. I wanted to make sure they could see MY cape and would be able to read the words on the Lite Papr. I made sure I was close to Jolie….Stan was still holding her hand.

“I can not tell you much about the “Lite Dance.” The Lite, who you will all know in a short time, will direct ME in the process. What I can tell you is that you will all take MY form. The transformation will significantly alter your human structure and increase your mental abilities…profoundly. We will communicate simply by thought and you will also be connected to the Lite. I am told this Lite Dance or transformation should take about one of your earth hours to complete. I know need you all to stand in a line facing me.”

I moved closer to Jolie. She was smiling at ME. Stan was animated and shaking his head up and down as if to tell me he was looking forward to the Dance. I wanted to be close to Jolie when the process started. The other adult humans were capable of taking care of themselves, even though some of them looked like they were ready to cry…. the Lite was giving Me instructions. It was time.

“I will use you,” the Lite began, “as a sort of conduit in the transformation process. I will be in control of the Lite Dance for the entire transformation. Some of my thoughts will pass through YOU. Do not attempt to stop them. I will control all the Nano and electromluminesence materials in the transfer. Prepare YOURSELF.”

I felt a pulsation. I looked at the humans and saw them moving up and down in a rythmic motion. The humans eyes were closed.  The pulse had a pattern to it…like some of the music I heard on earth. The humans were now moving apart forming a circle around ME. Their heads, arms and bodies were moving in unison to the pulse.  A beam of light came from MY cape splitting into 50 sections and connecting with all the humans at one time…..The Lite Dance….I was transfixed on the humans, the light, the pulsation. The light got brighter, alternating colors to the beat of the pulse. The humans started to change. They were still moving in unison….even Jolie who now seemed so out of place next to the larger humans. The light was intense…the pulsation stopped….then everything went black.

There was no light. Not even from ME…. Then a small pattern of light appeared . It was moving as though it could still feel the beat. It was Jolie..or what was now Jolie as a miniature ME. Her figure was outlined in lights..she was holding her right arm behind her, moving her left arm back and forth and moving up and down all at the same time. She was still dancing….then she spoke to ME.


About the Author

Don Musilli started his journey as entrepreneur and businessman. Surveyed the sky above as a private pilot and lived in the sea below as a scuba diver. Looked at the future through the words of Asimov, Clark, Heinlein, Herbert and Ellison. Learned a new way to write technical blogs and make them readable… and then created LiteWorld to extend his journey.

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