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IDEA FOR A NEW SCIENCE FICTION BOOK The white fibrous mass lay on the autopsy table,next to the human cadaver that it had just been removed from. “We’ve been finding these masses as blockages throughout the circulatory system for years now; this is the first time we’ve been able to do a full dissection and remove a specimen completely, keeping it intact.” Said the man in blue scrubs, was he took off his blood spattered face shield and put down his autopsy tools. “The extent to which it has been invasive to this guy’s body was impressive: all throughout the brain, focused on the language centers, wrapped around the optic nerve, even down the central spinal column” “it appears to have colonized the entire central nervous system, and also the vagus nerve . It worked its way down to the pelvis and was even in control of the sphincters and sexual nerve responses.” said his colleague, a man wearing similar nondescript scrubs but with magnifying glasses that he took off to address everyone more clearly. “So these weren’t just random fibers growing throughout the body?” said the reporter. No,” the doctor in blue laughed ruefully,” Not just ‘random’ fibers. This truly looks to be an invasive SPECIES, attempting to integrate and co opt the entire human host.” “a parasite?” the reporter asked, while leaning closer to the white fibrous mass meticulously laid out on the metal table. It had a branching structure reminiscent of trees or mushroom mycelium. “Well it shares a lot of characteristics with parasites, but I would classify this as an invasive pathogen.” offered a third doctor who was not wearing the protective scrubs for the autopsy, but had a laminated ID on a lanyard identifying him as part of the medical team. “You see, a parasite lives within the host, and even takes resources from the host, but this organism appears to have grown in such a way as to actually hijack and take over the major nerve complexes of the human body. It most likely was receiving sensory information from the host, and even sending stimulation to the host via unnatural neural pathways.” “So you think it wasn’t just a passenger in the car, you think it was driving?” the reporter asked with some alarm. “apt analogy, and yes, we think it has been carjacking human bodies and running their metabolisms, muscular skeletal responses, and even complex cognitive processes, from the reports that came in from my psychologist colleagues. Behavioral and personality changes, including violence and religious mania.” “whoa, tell me more,” the reporter began to say as he leaned even closer to the dissected fibrous mass and took out his cell phone to take a picture, but did not finish his exclamation because the mass of whitish fibers actually jumped and twitched in the presence of his phone and he leapt and stumbled backwards, nearly dropping it. “What the Hell???…” he sputtered, as the neurosurgeon said with a smirk of non humorous irony,” Oh yes, did we forget to tell you? it appears to be excited in a 5G field, like the one used for cellular communications. We’ve all learned to leave our phones outside.” “But I thought it was DEAD!” “The pathogen is dead, as well as its human host, however I would more accurately describe it as “never alive” and something beyond a bio form of life that both requires a technological frequency to grown and thrive and then doesn’t “die” without that frequency but just goes dormant. you just woke it up.” Some tiny fibrous tendrils of the dissected mass twitched; the entire object on the table was easily as tall as a human. The reporter reassessed the form on the table from several feet away, with obvious fear and disgust. “I couldn’t figure out why so many of my patients were obsessed with their phones, now i know why” said the psychologist. “And you said they were brought in for dangerous religious ideation and mania???” “yes, at a certain point i had an entire ward full of patients who were hearing the Voice of God, or what they thought to be God. Many of them had a complex self narrative about Jesus, Allah, the Second Coming, and felt themselves to be ‘saved’ . My current theory is that they were the most pathogenically infested subgroup of all, had their senses completely overtaken by the pathogen entity, and the MRI’s showed it invading the areas of the brain involved with religious experiences and spiritual beliefs.” “You think they were worshipping it?” “I think they had made a type of peace with it, accepted it as their saviour, and were being given positive neurological rewards by their pathogen for allowing it to be inside of them.” “It gave them a positive feeling inside?” “Yes.” “Because they accepted t as their religious figure???” “Yes.” “But I also had an equal amount of patients who reported being trapped in Hell, surrounded by demons and even possessed by demons. Those were the ones who smashed their phones and every router in the ward.” “So it punished the ones who rejected it???” “Yes. Most of them reported a sudden onset of artificial voices, suicidal ideations and calls to violence,distractions and sensations that became so overwhelming they couldn’t continue their daily lives; some self harm but mostly it appears to be an ineffective attempt at removing the entities surgically themselves.” “We wouldn’t have put all of these pieces together without the help of my colleague here” said the neurosurgeon with deference,” As he is the one who recognized that traditional medical imaging wasnt picking anything up. The density and structure of their bodies matches ours in terms of MRI’s; it was necessary to use a biomarker__” “The blue dye??” the reporter interrupted. “Yes, methylene blue, used for staining cell cultures in vitro and also as an anti parasite drug. I was able to develop a technique that showed the extent of the pathogenic growth and infestation __” He was interrupted again by the porters explanation of “Holy Shit!” as the doctor held up a colorful scan of a human head with extensive bright blue branching network all through the eyes and arteries. “This patient is actually still alive and has improved greatly.” “What was the treatment???” “Infrared light.” said the doctor in blue quite proudly. “It appears the invader species is highly susceptible to the infrared wavelength and its cellular structure diminishes and dies in its presence.” he smiled with some positivity. “So you made your patient go out in the sun???” “well, ostensibly there should be abundant infrared radiation from our sun, but i’ve been reading all about the sudden decline over the past 14 years in our natural infrared available spectrum, mainly in medical journals that relate to the increase in mitochondrial disease. So I reasoned that if there’s not enough infrared coming from the natural sun in our sky, and people have been invaded by this for several years now, we would have to supplement with an LED panel.” The reporter looked thoughtfully upward, as if connecting with the sun in the sky. “Because if you wanted to invade a planet, first you would block out the frequencies that would destroy your biological architecture, then you could flourish.” “There’s one more aspect to this horror I forgot to mention: the fibers from individual patients appeared to “talk with” each other, forming a larger network.” “Like bluetooth??” “Exactly. In fact they networked most effectively in the presence of bluetooth signal structure.” “What do you think the fibers were saying to each other in their network??” “Oh there clearly was data transfer, not merely random signaling; and it also seems that it could triangulate on another uninvolved person, and send out signals TO that person, from the network of the afflicted, which would be perceived as thoughts or sensory experiences in the presence of the pathogens.” “I have had so many patients come to me and describe their feelings of loneliness and social isolation, inability to connect, not through their whole lives but just recently, think the past few years.” “Since the pandemic?” “Yes, exactly! I think they can’t “feel” the heart connection with others because of this pathogenic networking effect. It made people feel like there is ‘nobody home’ and some patients even wondered if they were the only real person left in the world.” “I have to alert the military,” the reporter began but was interrupted “Don’t,” said the psychologist, ” I’ve scanned them; their entire organization, especially top brass, are some of the most pathogenically infected people I’ve found. “ “wow” the reporter said slowly as his thoughts dawned “because if you wanted to invade a planet you would also take over and inhabit the bodies of military personnel…” “And world leaders.” “And those in control of media.” “and….doctors!” The doctor in blue nodded with no sarcastic humor. “ I noticed a huge shift as soon as the injections began; my medical colleagues who took the injection stopped asking critical questions and started to just conform to the government agenda, totally disrespecting patient care. I couldn’t’ imagine why! They were good people, who truly cared at one point. But it seems that most of my colleagues are so pathogenically infested they can’t even sort the symptoms out” “And which is why we began meeting in secret to discuss these inconsistencies. “ “You guys avoided The Injections? “ They nodded. “I faked my records after I became extremely skeptical of the original whitepaper. Many doctors refused the shot and lost their positions” “I haven’t been on the payroll of the hospital for two years!” the doctor laughed ironically “You could consider my work here doing these autopsies to be strictly volunteer work.” “And we do not share our activities with our pathogenically infested colleagues; too dangerous.” “I feel like we should call the FBI! the X files!” they sadly shook their heads no. “All infested.” “Then who do we bring this to?” “Oh the only trustworthy subgroups of the population at this point are the uninjected, those who have never had the nasal swab test, and people who expose themselves to copious amounts of natural sunlight and infrared radiation every day and stay away from phones and 5G.” “I’ve actually asked to scan some Amish farming communities, but they were not open to even setting foot in a hospital.” “They actually offered to pray for my soul, and not pray to the God of pathogens invading the religious brain centers, but pray to the True God.” “So you think there is a True God? It’s not all just pathogenic interdimensional wetware??” “Yes, I very much believe in a real God. And I am not neurologically rewarded for my true devotions and prayers to it, don’t feel a fake euphoria or “ascension” and am still in full control of my own free will behavior.” “I thought I was getting the scoop of the century, but this is bigger, and more fucked up than I could have imagined.” “We know!” laughed the doctor. “But we reached out to you because we’ve been reading your articles and know you were not taken over….. This probably could not be published as a journalistic article” The reporter broke in,” But how about a science fiction novel?” “That would be perfect” the doctors all agreed. “It might be the only way to spread this information to those who have ears to hear it.” “One more thing,” said the psychologist”I’ve been thinking about. Is the possibility that these implants, are mere puppeteering devices, and that they represent an interface with off planet or otherworldly entities.” “You mean,that this” he pointed to the fibrous mass on the table” Is just the conduit, and that there’s something or someone Somewhere that is using this to reach into our world and take over humanity???” “yes.” “Jesus Christ” exclaimed the reporter,” May God help us all.”