Aboard the Zubringer
Jointly we entered a small hallway that was illuminated by a weak reddish light. The hallway was curved and ended up in a personnel transport, like a transport car at an airport.
Suddenly, after we arrived, as we turned the last bend of the curve, I noticed immediately something glass. Like a glass material, and it locked behind us. At least it looked like a kind of door. The transport began to move. Soon it came to a stop and the door opened.
Then we walked through, onto the personnel transport van, and everything that I could behold and see was created and constructed of materials like I had never seen on Earth. There were floors as smooth and shiny as mirrors although there was no danger of slipping on a slick or sliding surface. And I could completely behold the beautified rooms and hallways. Everything was so beautiful and I thought I could be in an art gallery.
Dagolo caught my thoughts. She noticed that I was pleasantly surprised and she caressed my hair on my head. And she laid her hand on my shoulder and we walked from one hallway to another, and twice we took an elevator.
After that we only had to walk a few more meters and passed a small empty hallway and ended up in a room with many glass doors. Doors made of some kind of glasslike transparent material.
In front of one of these “glass” doors we stopped, and no matter where I looked, up and down, it was all in a shimmering color, of pink, bluish and in a greenish hue, and at each time or place of a shimmering there appeared images of plants and flowers. In one there was a head of corn, and one kernel of this corn was at least two centimeters large and I said:
“Such big ears of corn I have never seen on our Earth,” I said. “That is enormous.”
I was happy with my discovery and I gauged with my finger, this picture etching on the glass door.
Dagolo looked at me with a big smile and nodded.
“You are a very good observer,” she said. “A nice ear it is, and the only difference from your corn is that your corn came from this life, originated from our corn, but your kernels are much smaller due to different growing conditions.
While she was telling me this, she reached in her pocket and took out a flat triangular object that she entered the door with. She was able to open the door with that.
Suddenly the door opened. We entered a large room. There something strange happened to me. I became completely gay and happy. As always
Dagolo noticed. She always knew all my thoughts and feelings. But this time she did not interfere or make any comment. Something in the corner attracted my attention magically. There was a shining object there 180 to 200 centimeters high and with a smooth surface. I laid my hand on it and a vibration flowed through me. Unrestrictedly, I had the impression that I stood on top of a small height, and that I was able to gaze on this room from above. With fascination I went back to this 180 centimeter object, which they called a “cuada”, and touched the opposite side of its shiny surface. Now I had an impression that I was in a valley, a huge valley. Quickly Dagolo pulled me away.
“Come, come,” she said, “We are going to eat.”
We crossed the room where there were artistic pillars adorned with art. Between them there were fantastically beautiful growing green plants and small trees, tastefully planted and arranged. There were incredible colors and blooming plants that were visited by thousands of insects. And all of these activities were sort of loosening up the room.
I remember two very exotic looking plants. Especially do I remember them. I saw an approximately 3 meters tall tree with a one meter long brown fur, like a fur tree trunk. The end showed two bright green leaves, and among these two bright green leaves hung many, many firey red hairy fist-sized balls. Dagolo knocked with her hand on this trunk and suddenly that strange plant opened its branches and the leaves began to hang down, as if they were damaged. The little fire-red balls developed on the floor and the fragments unpeeled. After a few seconds these tube-like leaves would rise again, but they crumbled and disappeared quickly. The fire red blossoms fell down after that. Gradually a red dust of pollen fell down like snow. Soon those fantastic big intensely colored insects came and ate this pollen eagerly.
Another fantastic plant had the shape of a huge melon, with at least 150 centimeters large white blossoms on it. It would extend its peach colored blossoms interior a few centimeters out. This time Dagolo create a little wind with her hand and fanned the reddish blossom dust into the air. After the dust settled back down around the plant, there developed a glue-like biting smelly film, and that smelly film attracted many different kinds of insects. Two big half green butterflies lowered themselves onto the blossom, and the blossom sank into the folds of the interior part of the bloom head, and the blossom closed.
“Do you see, Andreas, the insects serve as an alarm system. When they change their activities, and when they act unfriendly, we have to adjust the opposite activities to keep the ship safe.”
Behind the last pillar as we turned to the left and entered a large round room about 80 to 100 square meters in area, we could see; in the middle of this huge room stood a black table in a triangular form and four seats. Someone had already served the table and on it were mostly vegetarian menu dishes. I noticed many unknown fruits and vegetable varieties as well as potatos, beans, corn, melons and pears.
The eating utensils were made out of a shining metal and gave a barely different form from the eating utensils we humans use at home here on Earth.
Just as we entered and sat down at the table, two new guests arrived. They were a woman 1 m 17 tall and a man of 1 m 50. The skin color of the woman was a yellowish and her wavy hair fell down to her shoulder. She also had a face distinguished by high cheekbones and very sensual thick lips, a pointed chin and a small round nose like a ball. Underneath this nose was a small oval opening. She had dark shiny slanted eyes with small eyebrows. As she walked her hips graciously swung side to side, like a model. She was a beautiful being.
When the man entered with that beautiful being, even though small of stature, he made a remarkable impression. His skin color had a light gray shine to it. He had no hair on his head, but his features looked European. Both beings wore very tight fitting brown suits that were darker from the waist down. And on the pants legs, left and right, I could see a five centimeter wide yellow stripe down the outside.
Both of these beings had a symbol in a star formation on a small patch on their suits, with a symbol like a styelized “Z” on their right breast pocket on the chest. One star stood out in the insignia and it would show from which home star they came. Their home star was three stars above that of Dagolo’s.