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“T want people to know the truth,” he replied. “I want people to know just how deceptive their space brothers really are. I want them to know that the great and wonderful aliens are really like demons who aren’t supernatural at all, but are physical like we are-only they have the ability to hide behind superior technology. I want people to stop being so gullible like I was, and to start asking the right questions. We can’t settle for anything less than the truth, from our government and from the so-called aliens themselves. “Tt bothers me deeply, Barb, to think about all the inno- cent victims, especially the children, that confront the deceit- ful force every day. Just look at all the literature and informa- tion that is put out by people who truly believe that this is a good and wonderful thing for earth and the human race. I see now how easy it is for them to deceive us. All they have to do is glitter something pretty in front of us and we buy it. “T suppose that we want so badly for some help from any- where to assist us in cleaning up the mess on this planet, that when they bait us with their propaganda, we don’t bother to ask how, where, and when, we just start yelling, “Come on down!’ If there are any positive and good aliens trying to help us, then I think they will understand when I say, show me your undeniable proof of good intentions first, and then I might invite you in for tea. Until then, peddle your lies in some other galaxy, not mine and Grandy’s.” Barbara chuckled as Ted continued. “I remember Grandy as a strong country lady who believed very much in truth and honesty. I know she always reprimanded me if I told a fib. And I truly believe that if she were here, she would support me in telling the truth. I believe she would agree that we must swallow our pride and tell the truth, because silence will not stop the treachery. It will only enable it to continue.” He walked Barbara to her car, thanking her again for the comfort, strength, and support she had brought him through a time of enormous turmoil. “Let me know when you want to come back to see me for more regression work,” she said. “Yes, I know this work is only just beginning,” Ted Masquerade of Angels 254 replied. “And it’s not a matter of just my own destiny any more, knowing that my friends and many others have had experiences, too. The truth is, the alien agenda has conse- quences for everyone. We know so little. It’s like we’re grop- ing in the dark, and things just can’t go on like this.” “Tt would take great courage, though,” Barbara reminded him, “to get beyond the fear and penetrate all the illusions that mask the aliens’ ultimate intentions.” “And even greater courage to stand up before a disbeliev- ing world and reveal the knowledge that I’ve endured so much to gain,” Ted added. “You know, the aliens, or spirits or whatever they were, kept telling me to write a book, to call it ‘The Light Worker,’ and I think that’s what I should do. Only I can’t call it by that title and play into their hands pro- moting their goodness and kindness. I’ve got to call it some- thing else, something that will be closer to the truth as I see it”? “T’m sure you'll come up with the right title,” Barbara said, taking her leave. Ted waited outside for one last wave as she drove away. With Barbara’s help, he at least had a way to learn more. There were many past events that he now questioned and wanted to explore: his relationship with Maya, the Aunt Jemima apparition and the ghost of Miss Flowers, Volmo’s visits, the visions of global destruction, the night of fog, the missing time, and the desert underground facility where humans were corralled like cattle. He was healing now, and before long he would be ready for the next regression and whatever revelations it might bring. With a last glance across at the field where the UFO had landed, Ted’s resolution strengthened. “T will have my life back,” he vowed silently to his abduc- tors. “I will dig so deeply into my past that every single thing you’ve ever done to me will be revealed. When I make my story public, when I tell the world the truth about your alien agenda, only then will I be fulfilling the real role of a Light Worker. And when I help to strip away the masquerade of the angels, working with others to find the truth, maybe it will, finally, set us free. Masquerade of Angels 255 The Light - Twenty-Four The Light - Twenty-Four