Boring Space War

The Kundalini of Mother Earth was waking up.  It was waking up the world, and everyone's kundalini was taking off.  These were heady times.  The good were getting better and the bad were getting worse.  That's really what the guy Dickens meant.

The magnetic North Pole was moving so rapidly they had to do an unplanned global software update so the gps satellites stayed on track.  The electromagnetic charge of the planet was going haywire.  The Schumann resonance, the planetary frequency, had doubled in the last two years.  Antarctica was melting, and rumors abounded that something had been found down there...

Bastante Solipsis Marquez knew what was buried in Antarctica.  He'd worked there in his youth, as a subcontractor for the Government.  The sun stayed in the sky all day and all night for five months, and then set in a slow month long circle, ending in total darkness that lasted five months.
and at some point during his year long tour of duty, he'd been shown pyramids deep beneath the ice.  They were on, and running.  He didn't know what that meant.  He felt he'd been brainwashed.

The Pyramids were on and running, and they were powering a grid of some kind.  Nothing made sense.  Absolutely nothing made sense.  Ancient sites around the planet far older than mainstream history allows for.  The flagrant war crimes of Iraq and Libya.  The inside job of 9/11.  Privately owned Federal Reserves.  What the hell.

This is what Bastante thought he remembered:

There was an intergalactic war a long time ago, as the last galactic empire collapsed.  The last days of the war saw some kind of retreat to our solar system, where a final battle seemed to take place.  Around our sun, a planet was destroyed, and another partially so.  The partially destroyed planet hurtled through the solar system, may have slammed into Earth or the moon...  anyways it ended up in parts, with the solid core orbiting close to the Sun as Mercury and the gas further out as Venus.  The destroyed planet forms the asteroid belt outside Mars.  Mars was once inhabited.  It seems like the same entities that wanted to control the galaxy wanted to control at least mars, and they destroyed it rather than lose it, and came to earth...
And who built the pyramids?  The really ancient ones?  Bastante got headaches and sweats thinking about it.  He remembered things, but he was being brainwashed by the CIA and couldn't find his own thoughts.  There might be surgical implants in his body that a government agency had installed; he suspected so.  It felt like his body was rejecting them.  He was lit up with kundalini; he would lay awake at night getting thrown about into extreme yoga poses by his own energy.  He would work and sweat for hours, and awake feeling refreshed.

Bastante Solipsis Marquez was an extraterrestrial.

He was a higher dimensional being inhabiting a human body.  It was nuts.  He was remembering that he was actually a higher dimensional being inhabiting a human body, and his whole human ego was just burning up in flames around him.  It was hilarious, from the perspective of that which wasn't him.    The extraterrestrial perspective recognized the human ego as a limitation and was gently and meticulously polishing it into submission.

Bastante had been born of a woman, but was being born again as a cosmic being, whose mother was Devi, whose father was Brahman.  His kundalini was awake; he was awake and lucidly dreaming within the dream.  He was the maha-avatar; he remembered crash-landing his ship here on Earth, he remembered the space wars, and the cloning, and the reason for the whole experiment, he remembered his mission, and his destiny in this human lifetime, for he saw deep within himself and he saw only Krishna.  By which I mean the spirit of irresistible attraction to the Divine.  Bastante Solipsis Marquez was permeated with the Divine, and was imbued with irresistible attraction.  But he knew that breeding was a ruse that he himself had invented...