was turned back. The guardians or entities who
sent me away were invisible to me but I got the
clear message that I wasn't welcome here. Their
message was reinforced by a curious sense of
dread and foreboding while I was in orbit. Yet a
few weeks later I tried again, undeterred in my
quest to visit all the planets in the solar system.
This time, however, I remembered to send a
mental request in advance, asking for per-
mission to visit Uranus. To my delight I received
confirmation that a visa had been granted.
Again I approached the planet, and again,
strangely, the feelings of dread and warning
came over me, growing stronger as I got closer.
to the planet’s surface, I saw the
land was covered in snow. The
sky was uniformly overcast,
creating a kind of twilight in
which the sun looked feeble and
pale. It was very still and cold. In
the distance, I could see the
lights of a small village twinkling
in the half-gloom, so I decided to
make my way over to it. As I flew
along in the soul body, I noticed
many animals prowling the
before. Their swift hunt for prey and fierce growls somehow added to the pervasive
sense of menace that lay over the landscape like a dark cloak.
huts crouched on a hillside,
crudely built of logs, their roofs
laden with snow. On an impulse I
approached the first cabin and
tried to make contact with the
inhabitants. The person who came
to the door was able to see me,
which at the time didn't strike me
as unusual, but he was wary of me
and not very communicative.
After several moments of silently
seizing me up, he motioned for me
to go away and closed the door.
contact, I took off and flew south
around the curve of the planet,
curious to see if Uranus was
entirely snow-covered. After a
while, the snow fields gave way
to endless, flat marshes.
Farther south, the marshes
turned into desolate swamps.
Nowhere did I encounter
cultivated farmland or even
attractive landscapes.
primitive circumstances in the wilderness. The sky was gray everywhere.
It seemed to me then that the planet was gripped in some kind of ice age, and that
whatever civilization it might once have possessed had regressed back to a
prehistoric state. Maybe this happens periodically to planets - technology runs amok
or psychic powers spin out of control, and civilization is leveled, allowing the
inhabitants to start over again. Perhaps the feelings of dread and foreboding came
from the remnants of a powerful psychic energy field that was created around Uranus
during the cataclysm. I don't know; I'm only guessing since that information wasn't
furnished to me.
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