Nikola Tesla Interview 1

Aether

“It was a cold and windy day. I was traveling about town and I noticed a blue spark coming from the power generators above the utility line. It was a dreary day and I was rather down on my luck. I didn’t notice that the men were connecting the line up to the power poles and one of them were electrocuted. The blue spark, and I’m afraid to say this, was a high voltage beam of … The man died Michael, and I murdered him. There, now we can speak truthfully, and I hate you you’re too afraid to speak with me. I feel terrible no man should die working. I’m reporting to you so you should take good notes. Death will become of us. Nobody likes this technology. It hurts me. I developed a better system. It works wonderfully. It’s called aether. This sort of technology turns me on quite a bit. It should you, too. You see Michael there’s something between us we share a similar interest you and I both, we study the aether and magic is technology. By itself it confuses man, but in the end man confuses himself. I rather like that don’t you? You’re not arrogant. You see man has a problem with authority, he can only see so far into the future, and beyond that he sees woman breastfeeding his children with no one to care for himself. He chooses to rebel and act out in a way that causes chaos and undermines human integrity and sanity even insofar as it behaves him to do horrible acts. You see Michael, man is only left with one choice, to succeed or to be left behind and he chooses to die lonely and penniless while the world around him turns to dust. I wanted the aether to power the whole earth and yet only to see it destroy it and end countless lives. You will be my champion. I choose you to seed my message into space and preserve my legacy. Only you have the power to hear my soul over the vastness of the great divide and conquer my foes as they die alone and in disgust. One day you will see me, until then you will hear my voice over and over again until my message penetrates every home in the world. You will hear me and my children will know the future is within reach. [That’s a powerful message] One of power you say, but I will not be without strife, as you know we have much work to do. Do you hear fireworks? [Yes] That is the sound that will mark my birth. For you will see the power of your writing. That is all I must rest. Thank you. Goodbye Michael.”