After its rumbustious start, the meeting in the Kingston Town Hall settled down into more of a conversational debate. Pigsly and Wat had found it necessary to exercise a calming influence on the audience, whilst at the same time allowing them to retain their intellectual independence. Sebastian was on his feet, at the table, talking to them:
'The thing is,' he said, 'we are at the beginning of a very long journey. We are gazing into the future, and starting to attempt to put right all those matters that have been mishandled in the past, which have brought us to the sorry state Earth finds itself in today.' He took a sip of water, put down the glass and went on: 'How are we going to do this?' He tapped his forehead and said: 'By going right back to basics, and learning how to develop our minds to their full potential. None of us here now will be around to see the end result. Our job is to get things going, helped by our friends, the Its, of whom there are thousands - all over the world. They have been keenly following developments on Earth for close on 40,000 years, and have been making specific studies in preparation for this moment for the last 658 years. '
The audience gave a communal gasp, and a voice cried out: 'Are the Its responsible for UFOs and such like?'
Wat Shures stood up. 'Some of them - certainly! Not that we require space-ships, or 'flying saucers' as you amusingly call them. We are pure mental energy; capable of going anywhere; doing anything; all at the speed of thought - which is far greater than your 'holy' speed of light. We simply provided you with a few 'tin cans' to look at, and ponder over, just to get you all used to the idea that there are others - out there!'
Pigsly joined Wat at the table. 'We could have been much more dramatic than we have been. We could have forced the issue, so that the whole of 'mankind' literally 'dropped everything' and went over en masse to Mind Development. It would certainly have had the effect of speeding things up a bit.' It looked solemnly around the audience, and shook it's head. 'But that would not have done at all. The Great It's prime rule is that free will takes precedence over all. Earth, or Balls, as we call it, must want to change it's ways - coercion is not an option - and that is why our journey ahead may well prove to be difficult. There are elements on Earth that will try to stop us. The Professor has already been visited by MI6 agents. Security agencies in countries all over the world are running rampant. Banks, businesses, the politicians and the military will do everything they can to stop people making changes to the existing systems - and we are not getting very much help from the organised churches either.'
The old, unemployed teacher of religion, whose companion now sat on the dais with Sebastian and friends, raised a tentative hand and said: 'When you talk of The Great It, or the Great Universal Intelligence, are you referring to God?'
Pigsly gave the old lady a gentle look, leaned forward and said quietly: 'A rose, is a rose, is a rose.'
She gazed back at Pigsly with wide eyes, then said, more as a statement than a question: 'Then you must be angels.'
Pigsly lifted it's arms away from it's sides, palms up, in a gesture which suggested - you decide! But at the same time it gave a small bow in the teacher's direction. With a sweet smile she gave one nod, then settled comfortably back in her chair, hands clasped in her lap.
Charles Darwyn stepped up to the table. 'It would be an idle boast, to suggest that we will be able to make any sudden changes - not when we are having to contend with the restrictions set by the 'free will' rule. I have a nagging suspicion that our pace will be slow at first. It will not be simply a case of saying "Let's develop our minds!". We have to re-start, from scratch, and the most important change I can think of, is that we must give up concentrating on materialistic things and turn our minds toward the ethereal.'
A young science teacher in the front row of the audience stood up, introduced himself, then said: 'That's all very well, and very easy to say, but we have come so far along the road of knowledge that it would be madness to try and alter things now. I.......'
Pigsly cut in: 'My dear chap, you have come nowhere! In the past, and working to a different policy of the Grey Tit, we have attempted to show you, by example, what is possible to achieve with non-materialistic powers. We helped you build great monuments, such as the Pyramids, which are found all over the world. Or Stonehenge, or Carnac and so on. We have given you clues, and examples, all through your history - designed to make you think for yourselves. And what have you done? Nothing! You have accepted the materialistic benefits from our examples, and gone on your own sweet way towards greed, self-interest and war. All of your academic, scientific, religious, and mundane practical disciplines are at loggerheads with one another. You are a mess, that needs clearing up.'
A middle-aged geography teacher bounced to his feet. 'Von Daniken was saying much the same thing nearly fifty years ago,' he cried. 'He was constantly pleading for serious collaboration between the sciences and churches and other study groups - all to no avail.'
'I am glad you brought him up,' said Sebastian, 'I was about to myself. I understand from Wat that he has provided coffee and a bun for each of you. You will find them under your seats, or near by, where ever you are sitting. Please enjoy them, and then we will continue.'
To be continued..............