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THE HEATHER ANGEL STORY BY GEORGE KING, D.Sc., Th.D. Published by The Aetherius Society 6202 Afton Place, Hollywood, California 90028-8298, U.S.A.

First Published—March 1989 THE HEATHER ANGEL STORY COPYRIGHT OWNED BY THE AETHERIUS SOCIETY Digital Edition—March 2014 ISBN: 978-0-937249-99-4 Copyright ©1989 by GEORGE KING. All rights reserved. No part of this booklet, The Heather Angel Story, including all illustrations, may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the Directors of The Aetherius Society. The Heather Angel Story is printed and published by The Aetherius Society, 6202 Afton Place, Hollywood, California 90028-8298, U.S.A. Manufactured in the United States of America.

THE HEATHER ANGEL STORY By George King, D.Sc., Th.D. By the same Author: THE NINE FREEDOMS THE DAY THE GODS CAME CONTACT WITH A LORD OF KARMA THE TWELVE BLESSINGS VISIT TO THE LOGOS OF EARTH OPERATION SPACE POWER—THE SOLUTION TO THE SPIRITUAL ENERGY CRISIS OPERATION SPACE MAGIC—THE COSMIC CONNECTION YOU TOO CAN HEAL YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE! THE THREE SAVIOURS ARE HERE! THE FIVE TEMPLES OF GOD THE AGE OF AETHERIUS OPERATION SUNBEAM—GOD'S MAGIC IN ACTION WISDOM OF THE PLANETS LIFE ON THE PLANETS COSMIC VOICE, VOLUME NO. 1 COSMIC VOICE, VOLUME NO. 2 KARMA AND REINCARNATION THE FESTIVAL OF “CARRYING THE LIGHT” DESTRUCTION OF THE TEMPLE OF DEATH AND RESCUE IN SPACE JESUS COMES AGAIN CONTACT YOUR HIGHER SELF THROUGH YOGA THE PRACTICES OF AETHERIUS THE ATOMIC MISSION BECOME A BUILDER OF THE NEW AGE THIS IS THE HOUR OF TRUTH JOIN YOUR SHIP A COSMIC MESSAGE OF DIVINE OPPORTUNITY MY CONTACT WITH THE GREAT WHITE BROTHERHOOD SPACE CONTACT IN SANTA BARBARA

A SPECIAL ASSIGNMENT BOOK OF SACRED PRAYERS THE TRUTH ABOUT DYNAMIC PRAYER THE FLYING SAUCERS IMPORTANCE OF COMMEMORATION AND SPIRITUAL HAPPINESS SERIES OF LESSONS ON SPIRITUAL SCIENCE ON CASSETTES A price catalogue, with complete list of books and cassettes by the same Author, is available upon request. All books and cassettes by George King, D.Sc., Th.D., are obtainable from the Publishers: The Aetherius Society, American Headquarters, 6202 Afton Place, Hollywood, California 90028-8298, U.S.A., Tel: (213) 465-9652; The Aetherius Society, European Headquarters, 757 Fulham Road, London SW6 5UU, England, Tel: (020) 7736-4187.

The Author's modest home in Santa Barbara where this story was written. Several other books have been written by the Author here. This is also the house in which scores of Mental Transmissions, of vital importance to the world, have been taken.

DEDICATION This book is respectfully dedicated to Heather Angel who, without concern for Her own safety, faced tremendous odds to protect life forms less advanced than Herself.

From the annals of Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel, who is the FounderPresident and Metropolitan Archbishop of The Aetherius Society, His Eminence Sir George King.

CONTENTS CHAPTER Introduction 1. The Heather Angel Story 2. An Outstanding Conclusion To An Amazing Story Further Communication With Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three Author's Recommendations

ILLUSTRATIONS ILLUSTRATION 1. The House In Santa Barbara 2. The Room Where Story Was Given 3. The Author In The Lounge 4. The Author Using Dictating Machine

INTRODUCTION While in Santa Barbara working on the preparation for the future of several Cosmic Missions, I was contacted mentally by Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three on Monday, January 9th, 1989 (Earthyear 25.186), between approximately 6:00–6:30 p.m. Pacific Standard Time. (Note 1.) When the mental contact started, I was sitting in the lounge of my little home, relaxing before dinner. I made a move to arise, go into the office and tape record the conversation, but I was asked not to do this. Adept Number Three told me He was going to relate a true story, which happened many years ago, before He took on the form of a terrestrial body in this life. He also stated that, during a very formal meeting which took place in Space on December 10th, 1988 (Earthyear 25.156), between the hours of 2:45 p.m.–4:00 p.m. Pacific Standard Time, between Himself and some prominent Cosmic Masters, He had been reminded of the incident which He was now relating to me. As I sat there mentally listening to this unusual story being unfolded, I was thrilled to the very core by the sheer wonder of it all. When the story had been finished, by then approximately 6:30 p.m., He asked me if I would please write it down, in my own words, and gave me permission to publish the story. He also proved that He knew much about the workings of The Aetherius Society by telling me it would fit in very well with another book which was shortly coming out, especially if published previously. This book is called Contact With A Lord Of Karma. (Note 2.) I have done my best to write down this wonderful true story as related by the Great Adept. As the Author, I begin to doubt that I have done full justice to it; however, those were the original instructions, to write it down briefly in my own words. So, I have attempted to do just that, despite the tears of joy which welled into my eyes as I dictated the amazing story. We know that all of you who read this booklet will learn from it a great moral. We feel also that you will be thrilled to the core by the description of sheer, unselfish valour in the face of personal danger to help others.

The lounge in which the Author received mentally “The Heather Angel Story.”

This picture was not taken at the time “The Heather Angel Story” was given; however, it shows the Author in the lounge in a serious, contemplative mood, as he was when the amazing story was first given to him.

THE HEATHER ANGEL STORY There are many strange life forms in this Galaxy and beyond. Some are life forms which have outstanding psychokinetic abilities. Other life forms have a very ignorant outlook and are species which are slowly beginning to evolve. Nature has placed these latter varieties on worlds which, for the most part, are primitive and offer to the evolving species a number of different challenges so that they can slowly learn and evolve and pass onwards. However, other species seem to have reached a peak of evolution and have to search far and wide for a challenge worthy of their intellect and ability. Such a species I will simply call—the Cats. The Cats inhabited a System far away from our Solar System, and throughout the generations they discovered, with practice and training, that they could develop outstanding mental powers. They inhabited a form which was like that of a large, wild terrestrial cat, only with much more grace. Some of them were, I am told, as large as a tiger, yet with the same delicate grace as a domestic cat. Some were smaller, about the size of the black panther species on Earth. Aeons ago they discovered Space travel and could move freely through the Galaxy, although they did not often make long journeys. Most of the journeys were within their own parsecs of Space. Those who ventured forth were always searching for another form which would be more useful to inhabit than the cat-like form they lived in. Many non-humanoid forms were adopted by the Cats, only to be found limiting in many ways and these were rejected. When we say adopted, we do not mean that an alien form was taken over mentally. In fact, the Cats were an extremely peaceful and highly intelligent, humanitarian race. They would visit various inhabited worlds and sometimes spend weeks or even months studying the life forms there and, where necessary, help them. Then, with their intellect, they would grow a body which they wished to try, then inhabit that form, with only a part of their consciousness, for a time. If it was not considered workable enough, they would then detach their consciousness. At times some of them decided to put the whole of their consciousness in another, non-cat-like form and try that out. Some liked the forms which they built for themselves

and some did not. This is a true story about one of these amazing Cats Who was a female. This female had wealth and power brought about by the respect of Her kind because of Her astounding mental abilities. Her cat-like form, we are told, was about the size of a large terrestrial black panther, although not covered with black hair, but deep purple fur which changed colour with the seasons so that at one time, the fur had bright, magenta-like tips to it. She therefore must have looked exotic and beautiful. Not finding a challenge in Her own System which proved to be a real test for Her super-psychokinetic and other powers, She and some companions decided to inhabit a moon, just outside of their System, which was cold, barren and subject to frequent asteroid bombardment. This moon had no air and its gravity did not suit them at all—so unlike the lush Planetary System from which they came. However, they worked together with a determination to make this moon a growing, life-promoting entity. After many years, much hard work and millions of miles of travel through Space, they gradually brought onto the moon the equipment they needed. They changed the gravity of the moon so that it was strong enough to hold an envelope of air around it. They set up laboratories so that they could, with the use of their robots, reconstitute the surface soil of the moon and give it nutrients which would support vegetable life. They accomplished this and also succeeded to bring specimens of vegetable life from their own and other worlds and grow these successfully. Now we come to a more personal close-up in the story. One day our female Cat was high up in the branches of a massive tree, which She had helped to grow to its gigantic proportions on what was before, a barren, cold, lifeless moon. She was engaged in what we may call meditating, or thinking, possibly about their success and possibly about Her inner urge, which was ever pressing Her onwards to more and more difficult challenges. While soliloquizing thus, She saw it! It was tall, very broad, and upon its shoulders it seemed to be carrying some unrecognizable implements. Not only did She see one of these

strange, what must have been to Her, outlandish creatures, but several of them at the same time. She was so surprised to see such alien creatures on what She had come to consider as Her own moon, that for a moment She lost Her concentration and slipped from the branch of the tree, plummeting towards the surface, hundreds of feet beneath. One of the strange, outlandish creatures saw the fall of the ”animal” and levitated upwards quickly through the air, grabbed the Cat and together they settled down to the floor of the forest without so much as breaking a branch underfoot. The outlandish form was also surprised because He discovered, during the fall, that the Cat, which in that gravity must have weighed two hundred pounds, suddenly seemed to produce weightlessness. When they had landed safely on the forest floor, the Cat sat and looked at the strange form in front of Her. This is a very brief description of the first meeting between the Man we know as Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three and the female Cat. They overcame the language barrier by mental visualizations and they were soon able to converse together without the need of complex translating mechanisms. That the Cat had never seen a humanoid form before was made very apparent. She also made it apparent to Adept Number Three that She thought His form to be the most beautiful She had ever seen. She discovered that Nixies Zero Zero Three was leading a Patrol. There had been a deep space radio-type contact made between that moon and a spacecraft, possibly millions of miles away. He was on a police Galactic Patrol mission at the time and was searching for a band of murderous pirates who had caused tremendous damage through several smaller Systems in the vicinity. Hence His landing on the moon to investigate. He did tell the She-Cat that He would like to meet Her people. This was arranged and it was discovered that no such alien pirates had landed there, to the best of their knowledge and belief, and no such deep space message had been sent out, to the best of their knowledge and belief. When asked if they monitored all electronic or other power beams leaving the surface of their moon, they reluctantly had to admit that they had not done this, but that in future it would be done. If necessary, they would build a force screen around the moon so that no intelligence carried on a basic frequency could leave the gas envelope around the moon. Adept Number Three was duly concerned when He noticed that the Cats

and other forms which they had adopted, were not armed and did not appear to be prepared to defend themselves against any invading force. To cut a long story short, Adept Number Three decided to join His Patrol and leave an Ambassador with the Cat-people Who was capable of using deep space communication, both telepathic and cosmotronic, so that if the pirates did pay them a visit, at least the Galactic Patrol would be prewarned. However, before He did leave, He also told our beautiful female Cat, Who had been amazed at the capabilities and adaptability of the humanoids, exactly in what section of Space She could observe humanoids and their abilities. In the ensuing weeks, She prepared an expedition, which She had decided to start off Herself. She would make a deep space probe and keep Her companions informed of Her findings. She set off in Her, for want of a better term, space-yacht. This domestic spacecraft was extremely modern and now armed with effective projectortype weapons, together with three robots and two androids. The two androids were made in a humanoid form, which gave them better physical abilities when it came to handling the complex controls. It was no longer necessary for them to do everything by mental impulse for they could actually use arms and legs to move instruments. So away they went. According to the story, some weeks later they arrived at this world peopled by humanoid forms. They opened up communication with them and were later invited to land and converse with their authorities. The female Cat did this. She attended many meetings and helped in some problems which the people were facing on their world. One of the worst was a rare disease which they had not been able to cure. But when She did find a cure for this, they were very grateful and extended the hand of friendship and cooperation in every way. It should be made known that some of the life forms from Her Planetary System were experts in isolating and curing rare diseases and had developed this ability throughout the centuries. While there, She also very carefully built Herself, with the help of scientists from the world in question, a humanoid form. She inhabited this humanoid form with a part of Her consciousness and found it to be not only

very useful, but to Her eyes, a body of great beauty. She finally inhabited the body completely and broke down the cellular and molecular structure of Her own body so that this, too, could be used as pure energy. The alien female Cat became a Woman! And so, together with Her two humanoid androids and three robots, She set off bravely to make Her way back through deep Space to Her own Planetary System again, to educate Her own kind in the many secrets which She had learned on the journey; and especially show off the prowess and flexibility of Her new humanoid body. On the way back home, She came into mental contact with Adept Number Three and His Galactic Patrol. This resulted later in the spaceyacht being docked on the Patrol Craft and the Lady being invited aboard as a most honoured guest. During the conversation which ensued—by this time She had learned many different languages or parts of them—Adept Number Three suggested that She should have a name because all humanoids have names. She told Him that She thought of using Her original name. He pointed out: “You can use Your original name, but You are so much changed now, why not use a name more befitting Your present body?” She had no idea what such a name could be and it was Adept Number Three Who suggested that a good name for Her would be “Heather Angel.” She discussed this for some time and then, after repeating it more than 200 times, She agreed that this would in future be Her name. Although this name may sound quite ordinary in the English language, in Her language it was very different—almost exotic. As there was a Being of high Cosmic Stature on the Patrol Craft, it was decided to hold a Ceremony on the Vessel and perform an official christening. This could then be logged in the computer systems. Thus the Lady became, by Her own choice and official decree—Heather Angel. Shortly afterwards, together with the two humanoid androids and three robots, She set out bravely to make the long journey back to Her own System, anxious to teach Her kind the many secrets which She had learned on the journey. She was also anxious to show off Her new humanoid form, which She had made with the greatest care, with complete attention to all internal and external characteristics, and had become, by humanoid standards, a Woman of great beauty.

According to the story, Heather Angel was only a few weeks into Space from the Galactic Patrol Vessel when She picked up some radio-type signals which, at first, She did not understand. However, after these had been analyzed by the on-board computer, they were traced to a small System only a million or so miles away from Her position. These signals were a plea for help transmitted by the inhabitants of the System, which was apparently under fierce outside attack. Although the only life form on board the yacht, She still gave orders to the robotic crew to change course to answer the plea for help. Heather Angel was not versed in Space combat. She was an excellent Galactic pilot, but there is a difference between piloting a domestic craft and a vessel in combat—a great deal of difference. However, disregarding thoughts of Her present vulnerability, She hastened at full velocity to answer the distress call. Before She went into hyperdrive and above, however, She sent out an all-points call, hoping to pick up the Galactic Patrol. She found that the Galactic Patrol had answered another distress call many parsecs away, of such an apparently urgent nature, They felt that They had to answer this one first and then promised to come with maximum velocity to answer the call picked up by Heather Angel. She was warned not to engage in Space combat, only for personal defence, but not to attack any alien-type craft which may be in the vicinity of the System which was appealing for help. She thanked Adept Number Three very much for His concern, but nevertheless did not alter Her course. She ordered the androids, which by this time had stored a considerable amount of useful data, to test fire the weapons on the space-yacht. This they did and found them to be effective. Coming closer to Her objective, She saw through Her longrange scanners a small Planetoid which, according to Her analysis, did have intelligent life forms on its surface. She also saw something else. A large craft, much larger indeed than the Galactic Patrol Vessel, bombarding this Planetoid. She engaged, probably foolishly, the attacking craft in conversation and eventually they were able to adopt a basic language in which they could communicate. Apparently the attackers were alien and they intended to take over this

Planet and one or two other inhabited worlds in the small System. Then, they said, they would come after Her. The pirates treated the matter as a huge joke—that is, at first. Despite the fact that Heather Angel had only recently adopted a new form, for which She had been searching for centuries, She, however, decided to help the stricken life forms on the inhabited world. And She did just this! She made the first pass in hyperspace, came into a lower frequency, materialized and fired all Her forward projectors at point blank range into the attacker. Such was the audacity of the attack, they were taken completely by surprise and some crippling hits were noticed in the aft-hull section of the pirate craft. Then She leapt up into hyperdrive and became invisible—but not for long. The other craft was also able to do this and chased Heather. At the same time, they were able to open up with their space torpedos, which were set to burst around Her craft, rather than hit it. She went through this tremendous turbulence, but not without damage to the small domestic yacht. She then retreated into the physical realms to assess the damage inflicted on Her small craft. The damage was found to be light but dangerous. Her force screen and hull had been penetrated in one or two places by what we could call “shrapnel” from the exploding torpedos and was leaking gases essential for the life support systems. It did not take the robots and the androids long to make temporary repairs. But by this time, most of the life support systems had been closed down as neither the androids nor the robots needed them, except temperature-wise. Heather donned Her self-contained space suit, which She had taken along after being strongly advised to do so by Adept Number Three. By this time, the other craft had found Her and came in with a vengeance to annihilate this dangerous little “insect” as soon as possible and get back to the main task of the pillage of a small but very rich System. However, this proved to be easier thought about than done because they did not reckon on the bravery and valour of this one Woman on board. Meanwhile, the Galactic Patrol had temporarily put right the conditions which led to Their emergency call and were speeding towards Heather Angel. They sent a message in the open, in every known language

frequency, so that the attacking pirates would also pick it up. This strategy worked because they broke off from the pursuit of Heather Angel and turned back towards their original target. Then the pirates started to land troops on the surface of the inhabited world. But they had not counted on the sting of the dangerous “wasp”! She dived again and took out one of their troop carriers with a single shot from Her aerial torpedo projectors and landed two more on the main craft, which this time was protected by a force screen. However, it did cost the pirates a considerable amount of energy to bring the temperature of the force screen down from possibly 6,000—8,000 degrees centigrade to a temperature more amenable to their life support systems. In this exchange, Heather Angel's small craft was hit twice more and now the life support systems on board were totally damaged and out of action. As She was wearing a self-contained space suit, She was not seriously hurt yet, but nevertheless, very badly bruised and battered by the force of the explosions. Again came the appeal from the Galactic Patrol to Heather Angel to move out of the vicinity as quickly as possible, but again She did not take any notice. Instead, She lined Her semi-crippled space-yacht up for even another attack. Her idea must have been to at least hold up the pirates until the fully-equipped Galactic Patrol, which was, to all intents and purposes, a battleship, came onto the scene to help the poor distressed people on the world, who were being slaughtered mercilessly. She came in again, fired once more, point blank range. Again the same thing happened. The pirates' force screens went into the thousands of degrees centigrade as they absorbed the explosion of the torpedo. But She realized that they were using a tremendous amount of energy to keep these force screens in position; neither could they fire their weapons without taking them down. Down came their screens—two more torpedos in the direction of the yacht, one of which was cancelled out by an android aboard; the other burst near to Her, throwing the little craft over and over through Space, until She could regain control of it, which did not happen for some hundreds of miles. Had the Woman pilot been really versed in combat procedures, She would have been able to ride out the blast of this torpedo without sustaining

too much damage to Herself. She could have used the force of the explosion, which, if correctly executed, would have thrown Her well off course, but without sustaining too much damage either to the craft or to Herself. By this time, the brave little Lady was quite severely injured. But also by this time, the Galactic Patrol had arrived on the scene, come out of hyperspace and was levelling some very heavy weapons on the other. Before the Galactic Patrol Vessel opened fire on the pirates, They transmitted a demand for surrender in all known languages. This was answered but turned down. Heather Angel did not quite realize it at the time, but aboard that Galactic Patrol Vessel was one of the most famous, most accurate Fire Control Officers in the Galaxy. Several direct hits were registered on the pirates. Again the force screen went into white-heat. Adept Number Three did not hesitate but raked them from stem to stern with different batteries of weapons. There was a titanic explosion and the marauding craft and the pirates were torn to shreds. The Commander of the Galactic Patrol made straight for Heather Angel and beamed Her aboard so that Her wounds could be tended to, and then turned His attention to the stricken Planet. By this time, the ethers were hot! Cosmotronic hyperspace messages and telepathic hyperspace messages were sent out on all emergency channels—help was on the way. After gaining permission from the inhabitants of the world, a Party, together with Heather Angel, left the Galactic Patrol Vessel and landed on the surface of the Planet. Although Heather Angel was Herself physically injured in the combat, She did not waste much time in healing Her own wounds, but set to work with a will to help those on the Planet. Her acute telepathic and telekinetic abilities came in very useful because She did not need to resort to X-rays for examination to see the broken bones and internal injuries of the casualties. She was able to give a medical team an immediate internal assessment of the damage to the wounded inhabitants. However, She soon learnt the failings of a humanoid form and fainted from sheer fatigue and had to be taken to hospital where She remained for a short time.

In the meantime, word travelled fast and the Ruling Council of the world found out that it was Heather Angel who had single-handedly held the attackers at bay until help arrived. Not long after that, She became the heroine of not only that Planet, but the other inhabited worlds of the System. These people, unlike terrestrials when they were saved from a deadly alien attack on Earth by The Six Adepts, showered on Heather Angel offers of their wealth and lands, and, against Her will in one way, gave Her the title of “Empress” of the System. (Note 3.) There is a deep, unforgettable moral to this action by the inhabitants of this distant System. They certainly proved their appreciation of the actions and help from Heather Angel. It was probably because of such deep appreciation of the inhabitants, or possibly something else, which caused Heather Angel to think along lines, which before this happening had been foreign to Her. However, She had learned in the heat of combat—combat for lesser life forms than Herself— that She should do something so that in the future, others who had undertaken similar risks, could be given the honours which they deserved. And so it was, some years later, that She had set up a very carefullychosen Council, consisting of some humanoid life forms and some alien life forms, to closely investigate and study somewhat similar happenings to these reported, and make a special Award to those people, either humanoid or non-humanoid, who had performed such feats of valour, without thought of their own safety or wealth or fame. Today, “The Heather Angel Award For Valour In Rescue Combat” has become one of the most sought-after Awards in this Galaxy. Even though this Award is given, not as part of a Confederation but by a private Council, or if you want to call them, a Foundation, it is still much sought-after and very rarely given, and only then, under very strict rules of decision. Another marvellous deed which Heather Angel also performed was to return to Her own System and educate the people there in many things which She had learned in Her travels. They, too, became interested in travel to other parts of the Galaxy and they are now—as this is being written— dispersed throughout the Galaxy, helping to counsel, to cure, to build on other worlds, especially helping those not as advanced as themselves. Some

of them retain their cat-like forms, and some have changed their forms. But form does not really matter. What matters is the good performed by that form. Nothing ever happens by chance, but we could say this first meeting with Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three and a female who later became a beautiful, most revered Woman, has changed the history of Her System and possibly other Systems as well—for the better. Indeed does God work in mysterious ways His Wonders to perform.

The bulk of “The Heather Angel Story” was recorded on a dictating machine in the office in Santa Barbara. The Mental Transmissions were recorded on two recorders, one of which was quite highly sophisticated, at the same time.

AN OUTSTANDING CONCLUSION TO AN AMAZING STORY! His Eminence: “This is Thursday, the 16th of February, 1989 (Earthyear 25.224). The time now is approximately 10:45 a.m. I am in Santa Barbara—with a cold, I may add. “This is Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel to Nixies Zero Zero Three; Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel to Nixies Zero Zero Three. Please answer if possible. It is about 'The Heather Angel Story.' “Yes, Nixies Zero Zero Three, are You able to communicate at this time?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I am so able.” His Eminence: “I know You told me 'The Heather Angel Story' on Monday, January 9th, this year, but may I ask You, please, when did You first meet Heather Angel?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “One hundred and thirty-two years ago.” His Eminence: “Thank You. I do not need anything else. I have already written the story.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I thank you very much for doing that.” His Eminence: “We will have it published as soon as possible.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “Now I wish to tell you something else. You may put it in your own words if you wish. “The Heather Angel Council has, by unanimous agreement, given 'The Heather Angel Award For Outstanding Valour In Rescue Combat' to The Six Adepts for Their action in 'The Alien Mission' on Terra.” His Eminence: “Thank You very much.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “'The Heather Angel Peace Prize,' with Three Bars, has also been awarded to The Six Adepts.” His Eminence: “So that means four times over?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “That is correct.” His Eminence: “Thank You.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “This is now quite official as I have been given the honour to represent the—what would you call it?” His Eminence: “I would think 'The Heather Angel Foundation,' wouldn't You?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “Very well then—I have been given the

honour to represent 'The Heather Angel Foundation' and to tell The Adepts about these much sought-after and well-deserved Awards. “Not only medals go with these Awards, but other valuable items of appreciation, which will be spoken about in depth to The Adepts when the presentation is made. However, you may officially now publish this information.” His Eminence: “Thank You very much.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “To Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel, for your help in 'The Alien Mission' and 'Operation Karmalight,' and various other Missions, you have been awarded 'The Heather Angel Peace Prize With Honour For Valour,' with Two Bars. This was for facing very dangerous and hazardous conditions.” (Note 4.) His Eminence: “Oh, thank You very much.” (I was so surprised, I gasped.) Nixies Zero Zero Three: “You are one of the few people living in a terrestrial body who has ever received this Award.” His Eminence: “Thank You.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “These Awards are now official and may be published and spoken about. But, to repeat for emphasis, the presentation of the Awards will take place at a later time, in another place—and that means the recognition of your outstanding services as well. His Eminence: “Thank You, Nixies Zero Zero Three.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “At a later time, there are more Awards to be given to The Adepts from 'The Heather Angel Foundation' and by other Organizations in other parts of the Galaxy.” His Eminence: “Thank You. (Another gasp of amazement and joy.) “This is Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel. May I ask You if it is possible for me to replay this tape and for You to scan what is on the tape?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “That is possible, please do it.” His Eminence: “Thank You. (Pause for replay and scan of tape.) “This is Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel to Nixies Zero Zero Three. Did You agree with what was on that tape?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I agree with it. I give you permission to alter a word here and there to make the English more understandable.” His Eminence: “Thank You. I do not think I will have to do that very much.

“This is very wonderful indeed and, You know, the book is nearly finished and this will appear in the same volume as a Conclusion. “May I ask You one question? Is Heather Angel…? “Ah, You have anticipated the question.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “Yes, the good Lady is still alive, very active indeed in Her relatively new body, which is just over a century old anyway; life expectancy of that body is 2,500 terrene years—plus.” His Eminence: “Thank You very much. That, too, will be a good conclusion for the whole story.” I realized that the tape recording had been scanned by Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three; however, in my mind, such was the vital importance of the information contained in this Mental Transmission regarding these outstanding Awards, that I felt I should ask Adept Number Three the following question: His Eminence: “When I take this down, will You be available for a scan, if that is necessary?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I will make Myself available for that.” His Eminence: “Would it be a voice scan?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I would prefer a mental scan.” His Eminence: “Thank You very much. “Well, it has been a great day!” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “And most well deserved.” His Eminence: “This is Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel ending communication for the present time with Nixies Zero Zero Three.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “Nixies Zero Zero Three now ending communication with My good friend, Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel.” His Eminence: “Thank You. Discontinued. “Time now is 11:05 a.m. Pacific Standard Time, February 16th, 1989 (Earthyear 25.224).”

FURTHER COMMUNICATION WITH ADEPT NIXIES ZERO ZERO THREE His Eminence: “It is the 17th of February, 1989 (Earthyear 25.225). I am in Santa Barbara. The time now is approximately 10:55 a.m. Pacific Standard Time. “This is Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel to Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three; Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel to Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three. Would You please answer me, Nixies Zero Zero Three? “Thank You, Nixies Zero Zero Three. “I would like to request of You that You put a mental scan, just on the Conclusion of the story involving the Awards Transmission. What is the procedure You wish to adopt?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “That you read it through and I scan from your mind.” His Eminence: “Thank You very much, I will do that—silently, I understand, as You prefer that to voice. Very well, thank You.” I read the Conclusion through in a silent manner. His Eminence: “Did You scan that?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I did and I think you have done quite a good job in writing it up in a straightforward, simple manner.” His Eminence: “Thank You, Nixies Zero Zero Three. “About the Peace Prize with Bars. That is a most unusual thing to happen, is it not?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “Yes, it is definitely unusual, even with 'The Heather Angel Foundation,' but They felt it was the best approach to make in the case of The Adepts, and in your case, because of the tremendous different kinds of work you people have accomplished for mankind. And so, although it was unusual for Them, they unanimously decided to do it in this way, rather than detail all the actions you deserve these Prizes for. This was the way which seemed more straightforward to Them and you will learn why at a later date, during the presentation.” His Eminence: “Thank You very much, Nixies Zero Zero Three. “Would You please convey my own personal thanks and Blessings to Heather Angel, when You have the opportunity to do so, and say how grateful I am for Her outstanding recognition of some of the work I have

done?” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I will do that and She will be grateful that you so treasure these Awards.” His Eminence: “Yes, I certainly do treasure them.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “I would also like to convey my deepest thanks and Blessings to Your good self for thinking about me in this way and, of course, I am sure The Adepts will do the same personally to You.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “Yes, They have already done that.” His Eminence: “Thank You. “This is Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel ending communication for the time being with Nixies Zero Zero Three, with all my Blessings and sincere good wishes.” Nixies Zero Zero Three: “This is Nixies Zero Zero Three ending communication with Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel for the present time, with all My most sincere good wishes—and do look after yourself, you are a very, very valuable person.” His Eminence: “Thank You, Nixies Zero Zero Three. “Communication discontinued. “The time now is 11:10 a.m. Pacific Standard Time, February 17th, 1989 (Earthyear 25.225).” One day after the amazing 'Awards' Mental Transmission from Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three, and two hours after the verification Transmission was delivered the following day, February 17th, I received yet another Mental Transmission from Adept Number Three, which He requested that I put in my own words. However, I have decided to put in this last Mental Transmission as it was given to me. This was not recorded, as is the usual procedure; however, I did dictate it immediately afterwards and it goes as follows: Nixies Zero Zero Three: “'The Heather Angel Foundation' has also extended Meritorious Recognition for the most beneficial work performed by The Aetherius Society for their help to spread the Teachings of The Cosmic Masters to the public. Also, for their invaluable help to Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel in setting up essential equipment for Operation Sunbeam. “A further Meritorious Recognition is extended to those Members of The Aetherius Society who have for years cooperated with Satellite No. 3 in

a Mission you call Operation Space Power.” What started out to be a beautiful and inspiring story about the brave Heather Angel, ended up with outstanding Awards being given to The Adepts and myself from “The Heather Angel Foundation.” Adept Number Three made it very clear regarding the Awards given to The Adepts that they would be presented at another time, in another place, as indeed, He did for the Peace Prize awarded to myself. He also stated that more than medals would go with these particular Awards. What is meant by that I have no idea, except to realize that whatever it is cannot be given on Earth. The same rules do not seem to apply to the Meritorious Recognition given to The Aetherius Society. It should be pointed out that the time elapsed before the Meritorious Recognition for The Aetherius Society came through is obviously due to the stupendous distances which have to be taken into consideration. It is amazing to me that the intelligence about the Awards came so quickly. Whether Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three knew about these Awards when He contacted me on January 9th and first revealed “The Heather Angel Story,” I do not know, but I do know that there was some urgency about putting this story into print as soon as possible. As I stated in the Introduction, this urgency was brought about because the story would fit in very well with another book I was on the verge of finishing, called Contact With A Lord Of Karma. At the time the story was first given, I was engaged with other vitally important matters, including the preparation of Contact With A Lord Of Karma, and could not start in earnest on writing The Heather Angel Story until February 11th. As you will no doubt realize, even with a short book like this, there are hours of work entailed in dictating, typing out, checking over the first, second and third drafts, and making sure that all the information is correct, to the best of the Author's knowledge and belief. But in spite of this, the book was started on Saturday, February 11th, and these finishing touches are being added to the manuscript on Friday, February 17th. In other words, I did not waste too much time in writing the copy. I sincerely trust that the readers of The Heather Angel Story will not scan through this small book as they would a cheap novel, but try to do it the justice it deserves by a close and careful study of the text and also, a study of the Author's Recommendations.

Once again, we have made available to the general public a true story with a deep and sincere moral in it. Once again, we have passed on our knowledge of a Cosmic Happening which, although it started over a century ago, is even more alive today than ever before. All readers should make a special note of the fact that when the inhabitants of the threatened Planet learned that one Woman, two android and three robots, in a small domestic spacecraft, had held up a murderous attack on them until help came, they insisted on, not only offering all that they possessed to Heather Angel, but also communicated with their neighbours who offered to do the same. They even declared her as “Empress” of the System—not one country or even one world, but several inhabited Planets! This is so unlike the response to “The Alien Mission” on Earth. Although the two actions cannot really be compared with each other, except for the threatened destruction of life, there is a great similarity in many ways between the compassion and humanity of The Adepts and the qualities demonstrated by Heather Angel. Even if the leaders of Earth had known about the defeat of the alien in 1966 by The Adepts, it is very doubtful that they would have been prepared to do for The Adepts what their brothers in Space did for Heather Angel. And thus we bring to a close, the unusual and amazing “Heather Angel Story”—but according to the Great Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three, not yet the end of it.

AUTHOR'S RECOMMENDATIONS NOTE 1. The Cosmic Adepts are Interplanetary Intelligences Who have unselfishly volunteered to work for terrestrials and They have done this in numerous theatres of operation throughout the years. The reader can find out as much information as available about The Six Adepts by studying the following material: The Three Saviours Are Here! (also available on Metacassette® No. MC-25); The Day The Gods Came; The Five Temples Of God; The Atomic Mission; Destruction of the Temple of Death/Rescue in Space; Operation Space Magic—The Cosmic Connection; Eternal Recognition of Operation Sunbeam; Contact With A Lord Of Karma; Cassette No. C-55, The Men Who Won Operation Karmalight For You, and The Aetherius Society Newsletter, 1966-1969. (1) NOTE 2. The new book called Contact With A Lord Of Karma, is now in the final stages of preparation and, as well as giving other vital information to all life streams on Earth, it also gives a description of the outstanding happening which took place in Space on December 10th, 1988, in which Five of The Six Adepts were involved, including Adept Nixies Zero Zero Three. Contact With A Lord Of Karma will be available to the public in about April 1989. (2) NOTE 3. The reference here is made to “The Alien Mission,” which took place between May 30th, 1965, and January 22nd, 1966. Very little is published about “The Alien Mission” because as it was proceeding, strict security had to be kept. In fact, it was not until 23 years after the end of this Mission, in early 1989, that the tapes were first played as Seminars, and then restricted to Temple Degree Initiates only, by order of The Cosmic Masters. Furthermore, these Seminars were conducted under strict security, imposed by The Cosmic Masters, as they were considered by The Masters to be extremely advanced Initiations into the metaphysical sciences. The Six Adepts took part in “The Alien Mission” to save all terrestrials from what would have eventually been their mental slavery. This alien was the most powerful force which had ever attacked Earth in recorded history. The initial attack on Earth was brought about, in a very subtle manner, on

the lower astral realms (hells). The alien's idea was to enslave the lower astral realms first, then bring about a global terrestrial war, possibly causing the death of millions, some of whom would go to the lower astral realms. Then he would build for himself a mighty army which could have invaded the physical realms of Earth, causing those who were left complete mental slavery by the use of his outstanding psychic and psychokinetic powers. According to those concerned, this alien was far more dangerous and far more powerful in all ways than the pirates who attacked the defenceless Planet in spacecraft, as mentioned. However, this does not in any way demean the bravery and valour displayed by Heather Angel. You can gain some idea of part of this Mission from information released for publication and contained in the following material: The Aetherius Society Newsletter, Volume 4, `Issues 11-15, June-August; Issue 16, August; Issues 17-19, September-October; Issues 20-24, October-December, 1965; Volume 5, Issues 8-9, April-May, 1966; Volume 12, Issue 12, November, 1973. Reference also appear in the following books and cassettes: The Five Temples Of God; The Three Saviours Are Here!; Temple Degree Study Course; Metacassette® No. MC-19, Gotha Speaks To Earth; Metacassette No. MC-24, Commemoration of the Completion of The Alien Mission; and Cassette No. C-20, The Cosmic Plan. (3) NOTE 4. The voice of Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel was used by The Master Aetherius to give a brilliant running commentary of “The Alien Mission”, “Operation Karmalight” and many other combat Missions. This was hazardous duty because the mental and physical strain on Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel was, at times, enormous. But not only did he face dangers during the recording of combat Missions, but also in the performance of other Missions as well, especially “Operation Starlight.” Some of these Mountains were climbed during extremely severe weather conditions which, in themselves, presented a danger to Primary Terrestrial Mental Channel, who was specially chosen by The Cosmic Lords to perform “Operation Starlight” on Earth. All publications referred to in these Author’s Recommendations are obtainable from the publishers, The Aetherius Society, American Headquarters, 6202 Afton Place, Hollywood, California 90028-8298, Tel: (323) 465-9652; or The Aetherius Society, European Headquarters, 757

Fulham Road, London SW6 5UU, England, Tel: (020) 7736-4187. www.aetherius.org