The following scene has the potential of being a prelude to Book 1 of the Time Guardian Series. I have debated, for several months, whether to have this be the first scene. The first chapter of the book references the breach of the secret code of this historical document by the main character Cheyenne Tinsley. However, I love this story. I feel compelled to add it, but I’m holding back due to uncertainty about whether the entire scene is needed before the story begins.
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Official Earthstar Alliance Society Historical Recording #MH525
Voice Recorded Hologram (VRH) generated by Genie X * (see below for description of this device)
Recorded by Sacred Heart Council Member & Society Founding Member: Chief Bearstar Light Eagle
Date created: 22 September 2026
The historians say certain stories create a People. By telling and retelling these stories, a culture is formed. Often these stories are not the ones many think will have an impact, but they are proven otherwise. They are the stories of myths as well as truths. This is so with the Earthstar Alliance Society. Time will tell if the society itself is a myth or a truth. The following is the story of how Mondō, the guiding practice of the Earthstar Alliance Society, came to be.
It was the new moon of the Butterfly. I was sitting against one of my favorite boulders atop a small hill nearby my home. This particular boulder emanated a healing energy, and provided me companionship as well as a sense of wellbeing.
I sat against my white stone friend with eyes closed feeling the coolness of the spring night. Alone on the hill, I felt good. The stone friend supported me: showing me how to be empty and full at the same time. I felt the tingling spaciousness that was the stone, moving into my root then traveling up my spine. The grass underneath me brought warmth from the day.
Just then, I drifted off into an internal place, and saw with my mind’s eye a tall one. This tall one arose out of the mountains and crossed two fields of wild grass some thirty miles to stand near to me. I wanted to open my eyes, but a kind of glue kept them shut. Even so, I could see his body in my mind. His legs were long and lanky yet as wide as the oldest oak trees. His girth was that of piles and piles of rocky stones, and his beard crumbled as he spoke. He must have been 15 to 20 feet tall.
In a low rumble, I heard the tall one’s voice move into me. “I am Mountain Keeper, grandfather of the grandfathers. No one sees me, I am only heard. You enjoying my stone grandchild?”
For several moments, I couldn’t breathe. The tall one’s words erupted within me like little earthquakes and caused a panic in my chest. At the mention of the stone, I relaxed.
“I only cross through time when the moment of passing knowledge has come. Now, I am here with you Bearstar Lightbeing.” The tall one said.
Hmm . . . Lightbeing, the tall one calls me. I am honored.
“I feel your reverence as you sit with my grandchild — White Thunder Rock. I am here to transfer you the teaching of Mondō,” said Mountain Keeper tall one.
I realized I wasn’t hearing the tall one’s voice. I was seeing voice pictures in my mind’s eye and in my heart. The tall one was versed in heartwave communication to a degree beyond my understanding.
“This teaching I share with you is of the oldest ancient ones before the first true peoples. It is of the first star beings who landed on Earth some 50,000 years ago near the fertile crescent. These ones did not remain here on Earth. They came to survey, and leave this teaching of Mondō to be found much later by certain civilizations.”
I saw the tall one stretch even taller, and touch the rim of the sky with his outstretched hands. In between his three fingers he held a star. He shook the star until stardust formed in his other hand, and then placed the star back where he retrieved it.
Almost laying down in front of me, he blew the stardust onto my body, and I lost all consciousness. I found myself walking among these first peoples, these first star beings. I knew their name to be Ong-dachui or Those Beyond the Milky Star Stream. Pronounced Ownga (click of the tongue) - daw - chew - ee.
Their bodies were short and reddish brown with golden light coming from the pores of their skin. They looked as if they were covered in stardust. And maybe they were!
What seemed to be a kind of female Ong-dachui smiled and walked over to me. Her features were round, and she had a few curves in places as us humans do, except her face was bumpy and she was bald.
I looked around to notice we weren’t in a place I’d ever been before nor a place on Earth. Everything glowed in a stardust light including the dirt and the short bushy trees that looked like seaweed growing from dirt mounds. The sky was dark yet sparkling.
Making symbols in the dirt, this female Ong-dachui plucked a bump from her face, blew her breath on it, and buried it in the dirt. At once, a seaweed type bush sprung to life!
“Mon,” she said, and plucked another bump then breathed on it.
Then she made large movements with her body as she breathed in a certain rhythm of tones before planting the bump or seed. “Dō,” she said.
She demonstrated this three other times, but instead of using a bump, she chose a piece of stardust from her skin and then a hair like stem from within the curve of her belly. Each time, her breath came into contact with the “seed”. And each time, her actions of movements and tones awakened the seed.
She shocked me at one point when she held the hair like stem close to my eyes. For a few moments I had microvision. I saw the cells and undercurrents of the hair as if seeing the energy of life itself.
The thought I had was: Mon: the energy of life. Dō: the act of engaging the energy of life.
Her smile in response to my thought was explosive! She spit stardust in the air, and I heard a small choir singing from the Ong-dachui standing in the bushes.
I then heard, “The definition is true.”
This is how the teachings went for the entire month of the Butterfly. I was instructed to visit the White Thunder Rock at a certain time each evening. From there the tall one would come out from the mountains, pluck a star, shake the stardust, and put me into a trance.
Certain stages of Mondō brought teachings from male teachers while other stages were taught by females.Sometimes both male and females demonstrated movements, breathing exercises, and taught the principles. Children also taught me. I called them children while they called themselves: old ones in new bodies. And so it came to pass, the teachings of Mondō from the star beings beyond the milky way known as the Ong-dachui.
There is no way to speak of the honor of receiving these teachings. Of the tall one, the Mountain Keeper, the grandfather of grandfathers, gifting me these at a time of great need. At a time some ten years before the Interminable Crisis. At the time of the first Earthstar Alliance Dance. The tall one told me he came to me because of the reverence I held while enacting the Earthstar Alliance Dance.
I was also given strict rules about who to share these teachings with, and how to share them. And took an oath of respect, due diligence, integrity, honor, and sacred sanctuary for the teaching of Mondō. For one year, I was asked to gift the White Thunder Rock sacred offerings in gratitude for the teachings of Mondō.
Each time, I offered these gifts to the stone, I would return only a short while later and they would be gone — having been received by either the tall one or the Ong-dachui themselves.
These teachings do not come lightly. We are to honor them with great reverence from the tall one, the mountain keeper, the grandfather’s grandfather and his star being friends the Ong-dachui.
Chief Bearstar, Founding Member of the Earthstar Alliance Society
About Genie X: Genie X was used solely for the creation of the official historical Earthstar Alliance Society documents. The robot and its programs have been cleared of spybugs, microcosmic riff raff, nanotech diseases, AI links to King IKON, and other robotic nuances assuring Genie X’s clearance for upmost propriety for the highest standard recording and operating purposes.
Following Addendum Added by Chief Bearstar Light Eagle
Date: 1 January 2075
I, Chief Bearstar, am growing tired and ancient because the Earthstar Alliance Society is in peril from the same disease penetrating our beloved earth, our beloved Eä. The disease of greed and power of the few enslaving the many. And how is it, the hope for our noble society and the entire human race rests in the heart and hands of a young woman who barely knows who she is; fighting the truth of her immense connection and guidance from the Eternal One at every turn. It’s been too many years of secrets. Soon, she must learn about her birthright, and how her auspicious birth during the Eagle moon grants her the Time Guardian Prophecy. By the Creator, by the Eternal One, by the swiftness of the Ong-dachui, I ask for —
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Cheyenne Tinsley, Zhuǎnxíng Shaman Mystic Apprentice: Level 2, Stage 1
Accessed historical VRH Recording ##MH525
Date of Access: 17 January 2075
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