Jim Sampson was born in 1946 in
Before turning to writing, Jim spent many years as a director of various manufacturing companies.
Acutely interested in all aspects of science, history, and world events, Jim enjoys actively debating all these issues.
Born into a musical family, both his parents were classically trained. Jim’s father was a very talented musician, arranger, composer, conductor and teacher. Jim did not inherit any of these talents. Instead, he has a mind enriched with artistic ideas covering a wide range of topics from intellect to fantasy.
The Genesis Enigma is an exciting philosophical thriller, combining many of today’s real issues with just a little fantasy. It is the first of what Jim hopes to be a successful series of published works, now he has time to pursue his dream.
anthropologists agree that modern humans, Homo sapiens, stemmed from more
primitive ancestors, Homo erectus.
strongly disagree over how, when and where …
AND YET …
God said, “And now WE will make human beings; they will be like US and
resemble US.” (Genesis 1.26)
people had spread all over the world, and daughters were being born, some of
the heavenly beings saw that the young women were beautiful, so they took the
ones they liked.”
p.m. Astronomy Observatory,
cool evening breeze swept in from the south, giving welcome relief from the
scorching autumn day. Doctor Levi Bernstein, renowned American anthropologist,
sank back into a large cane chair on the verandah of an old heritage cottage,
and gazed out at the enormous radio astronomy network before him. He thought
that the six huge white antenna dishes had seemed out of place in the hot, dusty
outback during the day, but it was a different story at night. In the crystal
clear atmosphere, they looked amazingly compatible with the explosion of the
galactic night show. The Southern Cross, clearly visible in the evening sky,
shone brightly against the murky backdrop of the billions of stars of the Milky
Below the stars, helicopters dotted
the horizon. Unarmed, plain-clothed security guards patrolled the grounds,
shadowed by the ghostly silhouettes of swaying trees.
This site had been chosen for its
seclusion and security. It also represented humanity’s quest to seek other
life forms in the infinite universe so graphically displayed above. The night
sky was an awesome spectacle, magnifying Levi’s feeling of insignificance. As
he glanced back up at the stars, he knew that tomorrow could be the greatest
turning point in the known history of our tiny planet. His role weighed heavily
on his shoulders.
Since the discovery of the small
object, now heavily guarded in the cottage only meters away, his life had been
in chaos. Tomorrow, he and he alone must hold it in his hand, at the appointment
The Secretary-General of the UN and
fifteen state leaders of the Security Council representing a united Earth would
join him here tomorrow. This meeting with the descendants of the object’s
planetary origin was the result of Earth being on the brink of a man-made
environmental catastrophe. That catastrophe was a direct result of mankind’s
self-imposed entrapment in rampaging fossil fuel energy consumption and
resultant critical contamination of our atmosphere, and environmental
degradation. That entrapment stemmed from humanity’s obsession and blind
refusal to deal with over-population, greed, violence, economic and ecological
vandalism, and religious and racial paranoia.
All of these evolved and inherent
characteristics had been accurately predicted by the small object behind him as
the root cause of the collapse of all emerging civilizations in the universe and
beyond, unless stopped early enough.
Also at the meeting, Levi hoped, the
three key questions, the answers to which had been the driving force of his and
his best friend’s lives, would be answered as well. These three questions had
been even further clouded when the object was found. Who we are? Where did we
come from? Where are we going?
On the cane coffee table beside Levi
were four sealed envelopes, along with specific instructions when each should be
opened. The large, thick envelope, from the Secretary-General, contained the
UN’s comprehensive account of the events that had led him here. Opening it
gently, he flicked the first page over and began the journey through a web of
lies, murder, international deceit and terrorism. That journey alone was stark
evidence of humanity’s relentless march to oblivion.
The small object unearthed in
ONE - sample
a.m. Anthropological excavation,
swirling gust of wind suddenly swept a billow of fine sand into Levi’s tent,
stinging his eyes. Tossing his reading glasses down on the sonar and seismic
reports he had been going over, he peered out through the open tent flaps and
down to the anthropological excavations that his team had completed over the
last three years.
Near the dried-up riverbed, he could
see the eight sites that they had been working on this summer. It had taken two
years to get Israeli Government approval for this excavation in occupied
This site was rare, because prior to
one hundred thousand years ago, man had not buried his dead, making it virtually
impossible to find intact human remains. Various international teams had
investigated this riverbed over the last ten years without finding any evidence
of ancient humans. Levi still hoped, regardless of their failure to date, that
at this rare site an early human had become entrapped in the quicksand,
embalming and protecting it from predators.
Frustrated with the fruitless search
so far, Levi rubbed his eyes from the sting of the sand. He shook more sand out
of his wispy brown hair, already graying at the temples, before he stretched his
long legs out in front of his camp chair, leaned back, and put his arms behind
his head. Was this going to be another disappointing dig, a repeat of his quests
over the past thirty-odd years? Sifting, searching and finding nothing
significant in almost every continent on this earth? Or would his gut feeling be
right this time? Maybe he and John would be lucky at last with this dig and find
an anthropological Holy Grail.
Down at the ancient riverbed, Levi
could see John, who had been his closest friend for forty-five years, hunched
over in Pit 23. His grubby Panama hat was tilted back on his head as he worked
away methodically. We have had the same dream for so long, Levi thought; hoping
to find the key to the never-ending puzzle regarding the origins of mankind.
Born in the same neighborhood of
While the first one contends that
modern humanity had developed or erupted in different parts of the world, the
latter argued that modern man’s origin could be traced back to a single common
The objective at this site was to
get evidence of the Eve Theory and to prove that the Middle East had been the
gateway for modern man’s migration out of
Levi refocused back to the site.
John was working with Ashamad, a local Palestinian from
Steven was a postgraduate
anthropologist from Tel Aviv, the son of an Israeli cabinet minister, and had
the same dream as Levi and John. He was also the only one who spoke enough
Arabic to be able to translate orders directly to Ashamad and Humbar. Under the
hot sun, Steven’s curly brown hair, fair skin and small yet solid build,
contrasted with the much darker-haired, olive-skinned lanky Arab working beside
Levi chuckled to himself. Watching a
Jew, two Muslims and a Christian all working together to help find a dream and
be a part of that dream was wonderful. Why couldn’t everyone else work
together in harmony as they were?
The sound of a car with squeaky
brakes pulling up abruptly behind his tent jolted Levi back to reality. He
suddenly remembered that Steven’s closest friend, Peter, a Catholic priest,
was coming to the site to take Steven back to Tel Aviv to spend the weekend with
his fiancée, Julie, a senior television reporter for CNN.
Just as Levi called out to Peter,
who was now walking towards the dig, he was startled to hear Steven shouting
from Pit 28. He turned abruptly and saw John running, his Panama hat tucked
tightly under his arm. As John scrambled down into the pit, Levi silently hoped
that this would not be yet another disappointment.
Seconds later John’s head bobbed
up. “Levi!” he screamed excitedly, “Levi, we’ve unearthed phalanges!”
When he looked up and saw Levi at his tent, he gestured wildly for him to hurry
Levi’s heart raced as he snatched
his glasses and the reports, and started to run towards the pit, wondering with
mounting anticipation what else could be there to create such a big disturbance.
“The fingers of what?” he
gasped, as he got nearer.
John glanced up at Levi now standing
at the top of the pit. “I’m not sure,” he said tentatively, “but it’s
not Neanderthal. What do you think?”
Levi climbed down into the dig area
while Steven carefully brushed dirt away revealing the bones protruding from the
“Let me have a look, Steven,” he
said, panting from his jog down from the campsite. Steven moved aside and now
waved to Peter, acknowledging the arrival of his friend.
Taking a small brush and scraper out
of his pocket, Levi started to gently move the dirt from around the bones until
he had exposed the entire hand.
“It’s the hand of a young Homo
erectus, I think,” he said in amazement. “And look, John, the carpals are
intact too!” he added as he continued to gently expose their find, with
John’s eyes fixed on the protruding bones. To both Levi and John, time was now
standing still, but their minds, always in harmony, were working at lightning
speed assessing the possibilities of this discovery. Compared to their minds,
Levi’s hands appeared to be moving in slow motion.
Steven, now anticipating Levi’s
next move, called out in Arabic to the Palestinians, directing them to remove
the overburden to get a clearer picture of the find. John stood motionless
beside Levi. His eyes were transfixed on Levi’s every movement as he exposed
more of the youth’s skeleton. As Levi continued to work, he was unable to
control the mental pictures his mind was conjuring. His reports indicated the
size of this disturbance. Tension was mounting, and Levi was totally engrossed
in the bones being slowly exposed with each gentle scrape and brush stroke.
The excitement of the find had
created momentary confusion, and it took five or ten minutes for the picks and
shovels to arrive from the other pits. Levi carefully scraped further to
discover an ulna and a radius that also appeared to be intact. If there were
skeletal remains to a total body, it would be angling slightly to the west, he
assumed. Crouching down a meter away to where he thought the rest of the
skeleton would be, he started to gently scrape away at the ground. John now
quietly moved further along the pit to where he estimated the end of the
disturbance would be.
Levi was getting more excited by the
minute with the enthusiasm of concentrated digging that now had a purpose. Only
yesterday they were all so lethargic. This excavation was at last revealing some
pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, the parameter of which had been defined by their
John suddenly looked up amazed. “I
have a patella, Levi!” he shouted passionately. “But it’s not a youth,
it’s an adult! Oh my God, we’ve got more than one here, we have finally hit
paydirt. Oh my God! Where’s the champagne?” He continued to mutter almost
incoherently in his subdued excitement.
Levi now scrambled across to
John’s new find, another piece of the puzzle, and could clearly see it was an
adult kneecap. “That’s at least two, John, but there have got to be more.
Look at the reports, the disturbance is too big,” he whispered, the magnitude
of their find almost overwhelming him.
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