As I go under induction I can tell that the green Mantis is waiting for me. We arrive in a brilliantly lit room, with a large spire in the middle. Light sparkles around us as if reflecting off pools of water or crystals. My view is a bit hazy, and I ask if he will hold my hand to solidify my surroundings. I remember that the Mantis beings do not do so as he tells me to just focus on his image. His face has such sharp insectoid features I find it repulsing; he notices this and tells me to view his general form instead. He’s wearing a hooded robe of some sort, similar to what the tan Mantis wears. I ask him what this room is for, and he tells me it is for reverence. Everything they have is for reverence, he emphasizes. Reverence for what? For the creation is his reply. They did not create these places, they were merely the first to find them. He stresses that they did put in a tremendous amount of work to understand how they work and how to use them.
It occurs to me that this room may be much larger than the size I am currently experiencing it as. I ask him to show me its true expanse. Zooming out, the scale of this place is immense. I can’t even begin to understand how large it is, perhaps a kilometer in height? More? How he can change our perspective like that is puzzling. Feeling a bit of longing that I had instead met with the feminine Grey to explore the merging experience, he interrupts the thought to tell me those endeavors are frowned upon and indulgences of the flesh. The Greys were not created for such use. I ask why they tolerate them. He says they permit some transgressions and can’t be bothered with trifles such as that. There is a definite air of disgust in his demeanor. Circling back to their reverence for everything, he points out that without the objects they found they would be unable to perform their duties of witnessing, influencing, and controlling the abundance of creation in the universe. I ask if others do so as well, but remember that this was answered in an earlier session. Wondering who created all of this, he tells me it doesn’t matter, what matters is that it was created. That is the cause for reverence. He implies that at this level of existence the question of “who” is no longer applicable. There is simply universal creation.
We begin some sort of fast-forward review of what their journeys are like; planets and galaxies are formed, life forms, civilizations grow. I see that in the past they have landed on planets and their very presence was so reality-shattering that the beings who lived there were driven to extinction. There is no remorse in this, however, and it’s not clear why they landed in such places, to begin with. Was it calculated to drive those species extinct? It has seemingly happened multiple times. All of this traversing begins to feel a bit empty. I don’t see any specific purpose. He explains that they leave the goals of existence to entities such as the Greys. This only furthers the sense of meaninglessness in my eyes. Without something to strive for, do they not grow bored of this?
The scale at which they are operating is beyond collecting data or studying the ins and outs of life in the universe. He finds this line of thinking naïve. Again he emphasizes that to bear witness to creation is sufficient, and to do so in their god-like role is the highest privilege. It annoys me a bit to feel so small in his presence. After I pull out I’m left wondering why they would even bother showing these things to a creature so below their evolutionary level as a human.