WHIRLY'S VISIT PART 20

Whirly showed up and we seated ourselves in my living room.  He was only four feet tall and would actually pass for a human on Earth.  He told me he was about two thousand years old using our years as a measure.  He had a long flowing white beard and looked like a little Sants Claus.  I asked him where he parked his craft and he said it was in the middle of the playing field down at the school two blocks south.    He suggested I walk down to the school and we would talk while crusing in his machine.  It had been quite awhile since I had ridden in this amazing machine. We ascended to 20,000 feet and he put it on slow which was about 1000 mph.  There was absolutely no sound.  He asked if I would like to visit while riding or would I like him to park it somewhere.  I preferred to ride.  I asked him to slow it down after we got out over the Pacific.  He set it in a slow circle over the Hawaian Islands.  "How do you feel the project is going?"  he asked.  I related how I had made good contact with Bob;s family and Bob himself.  I told him about my trip to Oklahoma.  I then asked "Is what I have told you alright with you?"   "You have been given alot of liberty because you are the one to figure the best way to accomplish what you wish to accomplish. Remember, the only forbidden act is to reveal by any means who you really are."   I said " Sometimes my goals become clouded, I felt last night that Bob's World was over-coming my world...it was sobering."   He replied  "Your goals cannot be done over night, you want to mentor him so that he aspires to great things and above all, to keep him from getting into alcohol so he will not become the alcoholic that you are."   "I want to get him into sports where he can compete and feel apart of something.  I have never felt a part of anything...just an observer."  I said.  "Yes, I know....how would you like to go down under the mantle of the Earth and see the Cascadia Subduction Zone?"    "Will we be safe"  I asked.   "Yes, you may never have thought of it this way, but these powers we have are God's gifts and are used to entertain Him.   He enjoys doing things that almighty men say are impossible....He never tells them what He is doing, He just enjoys doing it"  'OK, let;s do it"     We submerged off the Northern California Coast and whirly turned on the brightest flood lights imagimable.  A beautiful greenish blue revealed the Sea Floor and a number of fish fleeing the light.  He began a lesson on the Pacific Plate and the North American Plate...The Pacific Plate was moving Northerly and the North American Plate was moving Southwesterly.  The Pacific plate was riding under the N.A. plate and pushing it up and rolling it back like a carpet.  Now, he said.  "we are going down into the mantle and you will  see the power in this battle for supremacy. "   There was no scraping sound and no feeling of penetrating rock.  Pretty soon, it began to glow red outside the windows.....then yellowish red, then white hot.  Geysers of white hot magma pushed against upper layers of red hot magma and what appeared to be large chunks of the red broke off and sank out of sight into the light of a thousand Suns below.  The Pacific Plate was being bent and bent back and up until someday it would throw up its hands and cry Uncle.  Then, the death grip between the two would break and the Pacific Plate would reclaim its territory,   To say it another way, a good part of the west coast would rush out to Sea and probably break into many pieces and sink just abit.  I told Whirly I was feeling sick and could I go home.  He flipped several switches and window shades descended over all the windows.  Then he flipped the switches back and we were resting on the Fremont Elementery  School Playground.   He said:  "Bob, be brave, be focused on what you want to do.  We are not going to be severe taskmasters with you; we know you.  Just take it one day at a time.  Bye Bob"   (to be continued)