Jesus The Extraterrestrial – Origins
‘John, you see this cylinder. Here at the end of it there’s a hollow which exactly fits the end of a finger. Please take hold of it and put your finger in the hollow.’ The guard did as he was asked, putting his finger on the spot where the cylinder was supposed to open. ‘Nothing happened, senator. Will that be all?’ ‘That’s all, John, many thanks. You can go now,’ said George. ‘Thomas, now I want you to do what he did,’ and he handed the cylinder to his son. ‘Father, perhaps that isn’t the way it opens.’ ‘Just do exactly what John did.’ ‘OK, but it’s not going to open.’ Thomas put his forefinger on the end of the cylinder and immediately it began to emit a bright green light. Thomas withdrew his finger in fright and threw the cylinder on the table. ‘You see, son, how do you explain the fact that the cylinder reacts to you and not to John? If any one of us puts a finger on the right spot, a light will appear, and all we have to do is turn the finger one way and the cylinder the other for it to open.’ ‘Grandpa, this thing looks like an alien artifact. Look at these inscriptions: they´re like hieroglyphics, I’ve never seen anything like them.’ ‘OK, Dad, you´ve convinced me that the thing is programmed to open with our family’s DNA. But tell me something: if one of our ancestors cheated on their spouse, would the blood easily be diluted?’ ‘Out of the question! Years ago everything was carefully worked out and our family was always very strict. The women couldn´t 71