Eckhart Tolle The New Earth Novels & Stories

His father has called this as the "sixth sense" "The human mind…" his da would say as they go hunt out in the wilds, "…is a strange thing; a mystery still, despite advancements in neuroscience, cyberpsychology and biotechnology. Thousands of years of constant danger back on Earth, from wild animals and from other humans has developed our mind to sense the presence of danger even when everything you see, hear, or feel, would, at first glance tell you otherwise." "Trust these feelings…" his Da would continue, "… specially out in the wilds of Tau Ceti 4."

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

“However, don’t grow cocky. You still have a long way to go and will have to keep practicing.” The custodian’s words resounded clearly in Thea’s ears emphasizing the importance of the information. She explained that the dawn of a new era would emerge after the seal opens and the earth’s Empyrean Spiritual Energy is restored. In this era, countless extraordinary people will be born, and strange events will occur.

“Try to connect with the earth. Feel its energy.” ‘Hey, dude. That’s my time to shine.’ How could Atlas humor on such an occasion? It was above me! ‘Let me take control.’ He requested, and I did exactly what I did when he wanted to speak with Mama. “Under the moon. Bathed in its ethereal light. On the land that belongs to us. Unite with the earth. In this moment, in front of your Alpha. It is time to shift, as I decree. Embrace your true nature and let your animal part awaken.

Like everything was new and beautiful. “That’s good, Thea,” Zoe said in her mind. “What is this?” Thea thought to Zoe. “What am I doing?” “Your gift is Life,” Zoe said. “You’re in tune with it. It’s part of you.” “Isn’t Life part of anything that’s alive?” “Not like this,” Zoe said. “You can read it, interact with it, manipulate it, understand it.” “Understand it?” “We’ll get there,” Zoe said. “One thing at a time. Earth is alive, and it’s full of energy. See if you can pull energy from the Earth.”

Avoiding the thought to spare John any discomfort, Tom focused all his energy on feeling calm, cool, and collected. Earth was going to be their new home. Earth was a new planet. Earth would need all of Tom's focus for a time as he tried to learn its history to place it alongside the history of their lost planet of Zon. Zen would expect Tom to understand this new world in spite of its newness. He would expect him to have answers. The only thing Records could be counted on for were answers. They had bred out all of the particulars of their kind in favor of being the ones who would always have answers.

Nathaniel came to stand beside me, silent, eyes narrowed. “You feel it too,” he said. Not a question. A fact. I nodded, swallowing hard. “The earth doesn’t want us here anymore.” The wind curled around us like it was listening. Suddenly, the ground rumbled. A tremor—not natural. This wasn’t the pulse of tectonic plates. It was rhythmic. Intentional. Like a heartbeat coming from the depths of the underworld. Then, like ink spreading in water, the fog parted. And she appeared.

"Do you know?" Imperious smiled arrogantly. "Of course I do. Evergrow is the soil used by the first goddess when she created humans. She used Evergrow to create humans; they live as humans and die as Evergrow. That's why people, when they die, become Evergrow to some extent." That revelation struck Chad like a bolt of lightning, splitting his understanding wide open. If explained that way, everything made sense to Chad. Imperious said, "Do you know what the new era means? The beginning of any new era is always a super chaotic time, so humanity's good days are numbered."

“But they never said the thread couldn’t become the needle again. It would take a miracle, Winnie. It would take a resonance that we haven’t even discovered yet.” ​“Then we will discover it,” I say. “We have all the time in the world. We are the world.” ​I turn my attention to the surface, watching as the first true sunrise of the new era begins to break over the horizon. The Harvester ships are gone, pushed back into the dark by the sheer intensity of our combined souls. The air is clean. The Earth is warm.