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76  Astral Chat / Welcome to Astral Chat! / The Near Death Traveler on: November 15, 2008, 21:57:51

“The near death traveler” leaves his body and sees it lying in his bed. He is not aware the dead body in his bed is his.
He is not sure how he acquired these strange powers of flight and transparency. He arrives at a city and discovers he has lost his solidness. He flies back to the hospital and sees his lifeless body in the morgue and realizes he has died.

Suddenly, “The Being of Light” appears emitting a tremendous light and love. “The near death traveler’s entire life appears before him. “The Being of Light” asks, "What have you done with your life?" He realizes “The Being of Light” is not judging him, but he is judging himself.

“The Being of Light” gives him a tour of four different dimensions in the afterlife. They both fly toward a large city on Earth where they notice a group of assembly-line workers at work. He witnesses the spirit of a woman trying desperately to obtain a cigarette from the workers who are oblivious to her presence. This woman died severely addicted to cigarettes.

In a house, “The Being of Light” shows him the spirit of a boy following a living teenage girl and begging for forgiveness while the girl is completely unaware of the boy's presence. “The Being of Light” tells “The near death traveler” that the boy committed suicide and is "chained to every consequence of his act."

“The Being of Light” shows “The near death traveler” a bar filled with sailors who are heavily drinking. Spirits try desperately and in vain to get a drink or to control the sailors' alcoholic behavior. These spirits are from humans who die severely alcoholic. He is horrified as he observes a drunken sailor pass out and an alcoholic spirit jump into the body of the sailor.

“The Being of Light” takes him to a new dimension away from Earth and shows him a kind of "receiving station" where spirits would arrive in a deep hypnotic sleep because of their beliefs. These are spirits who believe they must sleep after death until “The Being of Light” returns.

“The Being of Light” shows him a dimension where angry spirits are locked in hand-to-hand combat, trying in vain to hurt each other. He hears verbal abuse going on. He observes some trying in vain to get sexual gratification from each other. He also sees spirits arguing over some religious or political point and trying to kill the ones who did not agree with them. Here, he realizes he is seeing hell. These are spirits who are locked into some earthly desire that went beyond the physical and which cannot be satisfied in the spirit.

He is then taken to a different dimension appearing like an enormous university. Here he observes people dressed as monks engaged in some form of artistic behavior or research. He is taken into an enormous library where all the important books of the universe are assembled. He asks “The Being of Light” if this is heaven. He replies that these are the people who grew beyond selfish desires while on Earth. “The near death traveler” realizes these people cannot see “The Being of Light”, just as the others could not see him in hell.

“The Being of Light” takes him into outer space toward a distant city made of brilliant light of a similar description to the city in the Book of Revelation. He speculates this is the place where people go who have become Christ-like while on Earth. Here, love was the dominant focus of life. He realizes he is seeing heaven, but he is not allowed to go in. “The Being of Light” then shows him the future of the Earth. He then returns to his physical body

What are your comments?

This is not an account of my NDE but that of another person

Alan
77  Astral Chat / Welcome to Astral Chat! / Re: The Mighty Cockroach on: November 14, 2008, 08:35:06
There is no point other than ticklling your sense of humor, if you have one  grin rolleyes  grin
78  Astral Chat / Welcome to Astral Chat! / The Mighty Cockroach on: November 13, 2008, 17:07:03
Hi,

Humans have walked on the moon, made atomic weapons and conquered many awful diseases. evil

But alas the mightily cockroach continues to reign in spite of our best efforts to eliminate the little beastie.

You can put him the vacuum of outer space, or subject him to microwaves that would kill a human in a flash. You can starve the little monster until only ten or so remain, they will hide out eat each other to survive until there is only one male and female left.

He just shrugs all this off and continues bright eyed and bushy tailed happy in his urgent task of spreading disease and sorrow amongst poor suffering humanity   shocked

We think we have victory over him we are always wrong because  the depraved evil little are making love like no human could, lovers deep in the recesses of our kitchen cupboards.

A billion. Billion roach babies every day and still their reprobate leaders are still not happy.

So one night we switch on the kitchen light and what doe we see, then thousand cockroaches defiling our food, and eating everything is sight. [:0]

So the eternal war between light and dark , cockroach and man contues on and on into the eternal future that has no end .

Take hands all humanity we must eliminate this awful threat before it eliminates us  [:-'(]

By Alan McDougall 13/8/2008  [Wink]

Alan
79  World Cultures, Traditions and Religions / Welcome to World Cultures, Traditions and Religions! / Re: Who was this man? on: November 12, 2008, 07:38:22
Guys I am not trying to promote Christianity I just posed a question thats all
80  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Re: The billion trillion other selves of Alan? on: November 11, 2008, 16:31:52
Stookie,

Existence is not just stranger than we think, it is stranger than we can think

As mortal beings
81  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Re: The billion trillion other selves of Alan? on: November 11, 2008, 09:49:01
Stooky,

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Is it just an essay, or a real experience? Is it something to strive for, or does


I would say it originates from a lucid dream I had where I experienced much the same thing. I makes me think that at the fundamental level we are all part and parcell of a higher composite self in flows and merges in and out of the Divine Reality .

It was basically an essay but I believe has some truth to it. I have shared this lucid dream with others and many resonate to the truth of it.

Maybe we are quantum particles of intellegence, swimming in the infinite sea we call God. Thus in a way we are God
82  Metaphysics / Welcome to Quantum Physics! / Time, mass, light speed in an expanding universe on: November 10, 2008, 14:28:43
Greetings

Time as I perceive it in an expanding universe.

Reduce everything to only two remote stars in the universe. At either ends of the universe “I’m aware the universe has no edge but bear with me please’

They are in an expanding universe just like ours??

All the fundamental constant of physics and science are exactly the same as our universe.


There is a particle I call him K

The two stars are a 13 billion light years apart

A………………………………(13 billion light years)………………………..B

K can travel along the fabric of space time, at any he likes speed   but of course not exceed the speed of light

K decided to take a travel at “half light speed" so the journey takes him much longer. The difference is the rate that the universe is expanding

A…………K………………(.5.99 billion light years appox.)………………………….B 

Because the universe is expanding at greater than the speed of light K will never reach B this way


K decided do what is assumed impossible and traverse the expanding universe at almost the speed of light. As the universe is accelerating and expanding at greater than the speed of light:


A…………………………… K will never catch up ……………………………………………………B

Even at the colossal speed of 9.999999++ of the speed of light

K used colossal energy to try and exceed light speed and reach his destination, but he is getting more and more massive. This huge increasing mass to indents the fabric of space slowly causing a black hole of unimaginable proportion and energy. Finally it causes the universe to begin to withdraw of condense back into itself

"Time stops for K" and instead of progressing towards B his huge mass begins to draw B towards himself and also begins to draw in the whole universe as well

K has become so massive that time for him as stopped and he can’t progress future towards his destination.

Then his almost infinite mass begins draws his destination star B and well as the universe into his colossal mass

K has now become so massive that everything in the universe is compressed into him and he becomes a singularity maybe a seed in a new universe.

        ( “AKB’) MERGE INTO ONE INFINELY MASSIVE SIGULARITY”

 Only a .= point particle remains   

K is now a new singularity the seed of another universe. By the sling shot effect of expanding of snapping loose from the universe, he can only go faster than the speed of light. Mr. Time or K finds himself now moving backward in time at a speed greater than 300.00 kilometers a second.

 He can only slow down to close to the snail pace of the previous speed of light which is a new fundamental constant in a new universe by shedding huge amounts of energy to try and achieve this.

As he decelerated time begins to slow into the opposite direction again, and instead of compressing he begins to get less and less massive and more voluminous. If he could somehow break the new fundamental constant of this new universe he would strangely find himself expanding again and finally become a universe where time again flows from past to present again.

I see two possible outcomes a white hole creating another universe or: This of course if his deceleration stops at exactly the speed of light C

 As K slows toward zero C he looses all his mass time stands still. This hypothetical new universe of mine must and I think it would only exist for the minutest time and then vanish like the singularity it became.

A state of zero energy must mean decay or vanish from existence


I know this proposal is very crude and would like the forum to help. I have a fascinating for time and its affects on the universe etc.

Regards

Alan







83  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / The billion trillion other selves of Alan? on: November 08, 2008, 11:08:42
One day I found myself walking down a long road and as I made each step or movement I could feel a billion trillion other selves moving off infinitesimally steps from the path I thought I was taking. I was taking.

Who amongst this infinity of Alan’s was the orginal? Was it I that walked the path faintly aware of ghostly other Alan’s reaching outward, inward and in every at every speed, through all eternal time frames in an infinity of directions into a different eternities, multiple other dimensions realms planes and universes so strange to the self that I saw myself as a being of light at times a being of dark at other times, then translucent, then opaque, then colorful and then monochrome.

We Alan’s after a trillion billion epochs of time came together. I saw different aspects of myself stretching out with me in the middle and all my other companion selves gathering around my central point like a immense uncountable crowd of similar Alan’s , stretching out into the far distant infinite night and day, light and dark, monochrome and blazing colors.
Those closest to me seemed to be an exact identical copy of my present condition. But as I looked further out from my central point I observed increasing differences in the other selves from the infinite parallel or multi- universes from where they came.

Some were older much older than present me, others much younger, others more beautiful and others less. Some were vibrant and happy others weak and frail. Some handsome and some really ugly.

Standing on the shoulders of Alan’s next to me I looked out at those other selves and saw that they had become alien and had little of my appearance and were made for strange world unlike earth. But the awareness of each in their essence was a near reflection or close mental image to my earthly self

I was then prompted to look downward and then upward. Upward were the infinite dimensions of the sprit, light and joy downward were the realms of dark and despair... There seemed to be a bottomless black abyss going downward and a huge unimaginable dome of heavily light going upward each with planes and steps of progression or regression

Then time began to have no meaning, fast forwarding to the last moment before the next creation or back to the beginning or stopping at any moment at will

A huge unimaginable beautiful mandala made up the composite Alan and I saw it merge into the light of the ultimate mandala.

All around my combined mandala were others more beautiful and less beautiful like blazing galaxies in the great void of the cosmic night

All mandalas started to revolve at greater and greater speeds and all existence began to vibrate at a frequency higher than ever before and all the mandala started to merge one by one like huge island universes until only one mandala of infinite immensity remained.

This creation had become one with the Divine

What do you guys think about my little essay?

Alan
84  World Cultures, Traditions and Religions / Welcome to World Cultures, Traditions and Religions! / Re: Who was this man? on: November 07, 2008, 17:49:06
IceCold,

Why the question mark  huh of course it can only be Jesus  smiley

Alan
85  World Cultures, Traditions and Religions / Welcome to World Cultures, Traditions and Religions! / Who was this man? on: November 07, 2008, 17:30:05
The Greatest Man Who Ever Lived
 
“He was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. 
He grew up in another village, where He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty.
Then for three years He was an itinerant preacher. 
He never wrote a book. 
He never held an office. 
He never had a family or a home. 
He didn’t go to college. 
He never visited a big city. 
He never travelled two hundred miles from the place where He was born. 
He did none of the things that usually accompany greatness. 
He had no credentials but Himself. 
He was only thirty-three when the tide of public opinion turned against Him. 
His friends ran away. 
One of them denied Him. 
He was turned over to His enemies and went through the mockery of a trial. 
He was nailed to a cross between two thieves. 
While He was dying, His executioners gambled for His garments, the only property He had on earth.  When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen centuries have come and gone, and today He is the central figure of the human race. 
All the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever sailed, all the parliaments that ever sat, all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man on this earth as much as that One Solitary Life.”
86  Integral Philosophy / Welcome to Integral Philosophy! / The Lord God of all existence as I perceive him/her/it on: November 06, 2008, 10:43:08
                                       THE EVER EXISTING ONE

Aware of infinite potential in vast unploughed fields of nothing, I strode the great steps of cosmic light toward the infinite horizon of eternity, sowing seeds of existence before the timeless moment of creation.



I am the boundless Mind, Original Self-Awareness the cause of everything, relative to nothing I am "This" and I am "That". On the panorama of bleak blackness, I rode on the back of the Absolute, sowing universal energy. Reality was my aim and the beauty of my achievement. Illuminating the darkness with beams of dazzling radiant glory was the first event of reason. I formulated in my mind the first number and called it ‘one,

 

With the realities of fundamentals ‘one, and ‘zero, I made everything. I am the Prime Mover and there was no proponent to my First Cause. I am the Immovable Rock and the alpha point. I took the prime numbers and weaved them into the fabric of the reality creating all the limitless universes, which make up existence. Indeed, I am the almighty One. If you are, wise. ‘Do one thing, Fear me the Lord."

 

I am the painter and the painting, singer and the song, the dance and the dancer, the stage and the actors, the writer of the script of existence. I am all these things who am I? I am Ultimate-All the Absolute Totally of all existence, yes, I am This, and do you exist? Then why cant to I exist?



The imprudent ask where you are, the wind blows on your cheek and you ask ‘where are you? The oceans roar and you ask,’ ‘where are you? The stars glow and you say mysterious one, ‘if you would only show, blood flows in your vessels and you say ‘what are you?

 

I am the encompasser and enfold all things within the substance of my being. Resonating with profound unfathomable vibrations, creation trembles at the passing of my presence.

 

I am the stalker of the soul, the defeater of death. I am supreme and take the abstract, and convert it into concrete matter.



I am the Creator of all life

 

I dwell now in the breath of my life, which is composite bright light, looking with delight upon the beauty of the garden of my creation, sparkling out of the darkness of infinite universes.

 

I am well pleased with my endeavors and set the clock of time to run for eternity.

 

I am the winder of the watch of creation. ‘I Am He,

 

IF YOU DO ONE THING  RESPECT ME THE  ONLY LORD GOD

 

Composed By Alan McDougall (27/6/2007)

 

 
87  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Re: Twin Flame Eternal Soul Mate? on: November 06, 2008, 09:31:52
Just to add a little more to the topic




We can talk to ourselves and wait for the reply, this is not so crazy as our best friend should be the other aspect of our higher being and I believe even our prime guide during life.

If one is full of self hatred then it becomes impossible to love anyone else, Even Jesus said “Love your neighbor as you love yourself” I am not referring to self-centeredness of selfishness, but pure expression and gratitude for the absolute precious uniqueness that God in his love has given us all..

Think about this of the billions of life forms on the earth we were blessed in being born as a human being. Of our mothers hundred thousand or so eggs, we were born from just one of them and of the four hundred million sperm cells from our father only one got to the egg and resulted in our absolute uniqueness.

There is no other person on earth who shares our DNA and finger print signature or ever will in fact, so we are as unique in the material sense as any snowflake or flower. But of the almost infinity of souls created by God we received this unique one and will keep it for all eternity... No one thinks exactly as we do or has the exact same imagination.

We can complement each other so beautifully and eternally if we act in loving altruistic kindness and love to all others living thing, and if we do this we reap a precious eternal reward

So it is true that God created us to be co- creators with him and all other sentient life, not only in our universe but beyond into spiritual realms and higher dimensions of glorious realities where we will and do enact and react forever in processing new realities and existences

Love

Alan
88  Astral Chat / Welcome to Astral Chat! / Re: What is Love? on: November 06, 2008, 09:13:26
 Starvingpercussionist 

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Love is both the summation of all feeling, and the purest one magnified.


I really like your quote, you should keep them in a book.

Love from another perpective is like the combination of all the colors in the spectrum .

"Pure Cosmic White Light"
89  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Re: Twin Flame Eternal Soul Mate? on: November 05, 2008, 12:49:24
mom9999

I really did not know such a site existed and can only say how amazed I am how close it is to what I believe.

Thank you very much



Alan
90  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Re: Twin Flame Eternal Soul Mate? on: November 05, 2008, 11:00:58
mon9999

Thanks I will go to the link.

 

We are all at the most fundamental level just intense bundles of intelligent energetic light. I also have another aspect of myself I call her Moira and she and I are one entity with two different minds, The universe is all about symmetry and where there is something, there is always an equal and beautiful opposite

Regards

Alan
91  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Re: Twin Flame Eternal Soul Mate? on: November 04, 2008, 03:30:41
Tayesin


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About the Higher-Self, it chooses how it appears. And how it appears to you is always symbolic and 'directional', meaning the appearance is relevant to something inside yourself to look further into. So the appearance is a Reminder for you about yourself

A really good and informative post thanks.

If you think about it there are simply some things hidden in the most secret part of our psyche that we will not reveal to anyone, anywhere, anyhow.. This is when we talk to ourselves and fantasize using our imagination. These secret talks between our lower and higher selves are sometimes very very bizarre, in my case anyway.

So there is a friend closer than a sibling, mother, father or wife. We would blush deeply if they really knew what we are thinking of at times, don't you agree?

So I talk to my other friend who is just another fragment of me. This other me could be living on the earth at this very moment and in my case the name Moira keeps popping up.

Weird I know
92  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Re: Twin Flame Eternal Soul Mate? on: November 03, 2008, 22:27:56
Starvingpercussionist

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No dice.   I'll admit though, I haven't been around in the astral long enough to become knowledgable from experience about things like "soul mates" or "twin flames" so I dunno, but it doesn't resonate with me.

OK  but think about our left right physical brain. Our awareness of self resides in the left brain and the creative past in the right brain. The act independently from each other most of the time.

Perhaps a better term to the twin flame idea might be our composite higher soul self. On this side of life I admit we only see as through a darkned glass window
93  Spiritual Evolution / Welcome to Spiritual Evolution! / Twin Flame Eternal Soul Mate? on: November 03, 2008, 10:46:33
Hi,

I have pondered the subject of soul mates for a long time. It seems there are different dimensions of soul mate interaction. The group soul, the male, female soul I think the forum is well informed of these aspects of soul interaction

I have long suspected that I have a soul mate that is closer than a brother, sister or even any earthly lover.

Could this be what I call the Twin Flame of ones combined’ soul. We appear to have two physical brains, so I am sure that illusive Eternal Soul Mare of mine is the other flame of the twin flames that constitute my entire Soul Being. That other Soul Flame Being is the female part of my psyche and her name is Moira. So my higher self is “Alanmoira” my eternal lover is no less than my higher self..

What do you guys think, does any of this resonate with any of you??

Alan
94  Astral Chat / Welcome to Astral Chat! / Re: What is Love? on: November 01, 2008, 22:29:30
: AmbientSound 


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A chemical reaction coupled with self-awareness.


Rubbish love is an act of altruistic kindness
95  Integral Philosophy / Welcome to Integral Philosophy! / Re: We are really just part of a greater Superconsciousness on: October 27, 2008, 16:24:54
Tayesin

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Improvement requires one thing. Unity

Yes but unity is just what humanity lacks, thus endless wars, crime, hate. depravity.
96  Integral Philosophy / Welcome to Integral Philosophy! / Re: We are really just part of a greater Superconsciousness on: October 27, 2008, 10:05:17
We (and the whole universe) are but a thought in the mind of God if he stops thinking about us we vanish forever.
97  Metaphysics / Welcome to Metaphysics! / Vivid precognitive dreams and dreams of the blind, remote viewing etc on: October 21, 2008, 16:23:38
Vivid precognitive dreams and dreams of the blind, remote viewing etc

This is a communiqué to another internet fiend that might be of interest to the forum


In response to our private communication about the blind having sight dreams made me remember a totally blind person I knew some time ago. I asked him what he saw and he said just black. How he would know that the darkness all around him was black I have no idea.

I asked him how he dreamed and he said his dreams consisted of sound, smell and feel but not of visual image of any kind. So I don’t think the blind have lucid visual dreams

I told you I was fairly adept at remove viewing and after going to bed and thinking about you I got the impression of a middle age guys. With spectacles, think grayish hair dressed casually in a sort of windbreaker I rarely see in SA.

I then say a lady wearing a blue top and skirt and it just popped into my head that maybe the reason for me assuming you where a woman was due to the fact of a strong female influencing your life.

I was not trying to remote you at all but am interested if any of this resonates with you.

If you really interested in remove viewing you might be interested that this phenomenon is much more pronounced when one is very mentally tired or has gone without sleep for a fairly protracted time. Why this is I have no idea

I have vivid dreams almost every night now and when I check the internet the exact same event is described in some news paper etc.

My dreams do not stick to linear time but pickup events that have happened in the past are happening in the now and are going to happen sometime in the future

Alan
98  Astral Chat / Welcome to Astral Chat! / What is Love? on: October 19, 2008, 13:56:11
If we come across a person in a dire dying state filthy, sick, and hideously crippled and starving to death .If we feel nothing for him, no compassion at all. But we feed him, was him give him a place to sleep, it that love? (my quote)

"One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love." - Sophocles

"Attention is the most basic form of love; through it we bless and are blessed." - John Tarrant

"We love because it's the only true adventure." - Nikki Giovanni

"Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away." - Dorothy Parker

"Love is friendship set on fire." - unknown

"Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing." - Goethe

"To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia." - H.L. Mencken

"Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it...It really is worth fighting for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk everything, you risk even more." - Erica Jong

"Sometimes love is stronger than a man's convictions." - Isaac Bashevis Singer

"Love is the master key that opens the gates of happiness." - Oliver Wendell Holmes

"Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it." - Robert Mitchum

"Love stretches your heart and makes you big inside." - Margaret Walker

"Love has no awareness of merit or demerit; it has no scale... Love loves; this is its nature." - Howard Thurman

"Love is like war: Easy to begin but hard to end." - Anonymous

"Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other." - Rainer Maria Rilke

"Where love is, no room is too small." - Talmud

"Loves makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place." - Zora Neale Hurston

"Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired." - Mark Twain

"Love is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. Love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day." - Nicholas Sparks

"To love is to receive a glimpse of heaven." - Karen Sunde

"A love song is just a caress set to music." - Sigmund Romberg

"Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit." - Peter Ustinov

"Love is like a violin. The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever." - unknown

"Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence." - Erich Fromm

"In the final analysis, love is the only reflection of man's worth." - Bill Wundram, Iowa Quad Cities Times

"Love doesn't make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile." - Elizabeth Browning

"Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,
A medley of extemporanea;
And love is a thing that can never go wrong;
And I am Marie of Roumania."
- Dorothy Parker

"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down."
- Woody Allen,
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99  Metaphysics / Welcome to Metaphysics! / Doorways into the Shadow World and other diamensionsw on: October 18, 2008, 14:13:49




 

Entering The Mysterious
Dimensions Of Shadow World
By Brad Steiger
3-1-8
 
Ever since Shadow World (Anomalist, 2007) was released, I have received dozens of remarkable accounts from individuals who claimed that they had experienced encounters similar to those reported in my book. They, too, had interacted with mysterious multidimensional beings who have entered our dimension of reality for purposes that as yet appear to be beyond our present capacity to understand.
 
Certain of my correspondents inquired whether or not I had any accounts of individuals, such as they, who had somehow entered the strange dimensions of Shadow World and returned. As I read through the fascinating new accounts, I found many comparable cases in my files.
 
In February of 1971, shortly after an article of mine on Time Travel had appeared in Saga magazine, I received a letter from a gentleman named Al Kiessig, who claimed the ability to walk through "doorways" between dimensions. In subsequent correspondence, Kiessig, whom I found to be an open and sincere man, shared numerous extraordinary experiences.
 
It was in Missouri that Kiessig fonnd the "West Door," the door of evil, and the "East Door," the entrance into the Spirit World. According to Kiessig: "At the West Door, the wanderers of the spirit world can leave and enter our world clothed so as to be seen as one of us--and no human eye can detect the difference.
 
''There are two places, one in Missouri and one in Arkansas, where I walked into this next door neighbor of ours. It is very silent. It looks like our world, but there is no sound, no wind, no sun, even though it looks like the sun is shining.
 
"In the state of Missouri I found two fields that had doors, or what I call 'vortexes': No matter where you walked you would come back to your starting place, and if you hit the center of the vortex, then you would come out from a mile to two miles beyond the place you entered in a section that would be unrecognizable to you until you stopped and regained your inner balance. Then the surroundings would gradually become familiar.
 
"Each door is different, but it is my belief that if one conId recognize these door openings, one could pick the door in Arkansas that would permit me to step into your front yard in Iowa.
 
"In the region of the Ozarks, it was nothing for me to see into this other dimension. I could not enter, but I could see into it, as if through a large window; and I could see the people, live people, who entered our world or dimension, using the same mode of transportation so as not to give themselves away as aliens. The question is who are they?
 
"I have entered these 'doorways' while driving and saved myself hundreds of miles of driving. Unfortunately, the reverse has also happened to me.
 
"Some of these doors to other dimensions open like an elevator door with no elevator there to step into. Others open into a land of no life. Some take you back into the past, and some take you into the future on this world. Then there are doors that open into chambers that send the body to a distant star.
 
"This world we know as Earth is not the only world inhabited by people like us. We must keep our minds open wide.
 
"There is no way that I can prove any of the events stated in this letter," Kiessig closed in one of his long letters to me. "My word, which is well known hereabouts to be good as gold, must do."
 
Is it possible that some men and women may have a peculiar psychic make-up which permits them to transgress the boundaries between this plane of reality and other dimensions?
 
Can these men and women be possessed of abilities which enable them to travel to realms of being normally unobtainable to those in the physical body?
 
As Al Kiessig admitted, he had only his word to substantiate his claims, and even though his friends and neighbors in Arkansas might swear by his promises and his oaths, such testimonials do not stand up well under the critical scrutiny of the scientific testing laboratory.
 
In the September, 1956, issue of Fate magazine, Miriam Golding related an experience which occurred to her in the fall of 1934 when she stepped out of an elevator into another plane of existence.
 
Miriam and her fiance were riding a crowded elevator in a Chicago music store when she inadvertently got off at the wrong floor and found it impossible to push her way back into the crowded car. Miriam sighed, prepared to await the elevator car's return. Then looking around her, she was astonished to see that she was not in a downtown music store at all, but a large railroad station.
 
She watched crowds of travelers hurrying about. Railroad announcers gave times of departures and arrivals. People bought tickets, grabbed sandwiches and snacks from lunch counters, idled impatiently in waiting rooms. Miriam approached the Information Booth, but stalked away indignantly when the girl seemed to completely ignore her repeated inquiries.
 
At last Miriam noticed a to-the-street sign and followed its direction into the open air. It seemed to be a beautiful, mid-summer afternoon. A new red brick building was being constructed across the street from the station. Crowds of people jostled by on the streets. But everyone ignored Miriam and she had no idea where she was.
 
She wandered aimlessly for several minutes until she noticed a teenaged boy standing near the center of the sidewalk, staring in all directions. She approached the blond boy, hardly daring to hope that they might establish contact with one another. Then he noticed her and smiled: "I guess they let you off at the wrong stop, too."
 
Miriam immediately understood that however fantastic, the same thing had happened to both of them. Their mutual plight created a bond between them, and they continued together down the broad avenue.
 
The boy explained that he had been playing tennis in Lincoln, Nebraska. He had gone into the locker room to change his shoes, and when he came back out to the courts, he found himself in that same railroad depot. The two of them marveled at whatever strange force could transport a tennis player from Lincoln and a shopper from Chicago to the same unknown train station.
 
Eventually they found themselves in the open country where, amazingly, Miriam saw her fiance's sister on a sandbar with a number of other girls. They noticed her, too, and they began to call her name and wave at her.
 
Her new friend became very excited. Perhaps the girls formed some kind of connection or link between dimensions. He hurried out of his clothes until he stood only in his tennis shorts.
 
"It's not far to swim," he told Miriam. "They see us! I know I can make it to them in a few minutes."
 
The figures of the girls remained on the sandbar, but the teenager, even though he was a strong swimmer, could get no nearer to the girls and the hoped for link between worlds. Exhausted, he returned at last to shore and fell to the sand in complete discouragement. When they looked again at the sandbar, it had disappeared.
 
Miriam felt despondent. Would she be forever trapped in this other plane of existence? Then she became suddenly enveloped in darkness. She felt as if she were floating through space.
 
With a jolt she found herself on a stool in the music store, a magazine spread out before her. A clock was signaling closing time, and the clerks were directing impatient glances her way. Miriam looked about for her fiance, but she could not see him. She decided to go directly to his home, but this time she would take the stairs and avoid the elevator.
 
"'When I got to my destination," Miriam Golding wrote, "my fiance opened the door. He certainly looked relieved. He said he'd lost me on the elevator. After stepping out on the main floor, he had been unable to locate me. Thinking I had gotten off on some other floor, he had waited for a while, then decided to go home."
 
Miriam entered the home and was surprised to see her fiance's sister with the same friends she had seen on the sandbar. The sister smiled and teased her that she had seen her in town, "but you were so engrossed in each other you didn't even hear us!"
 
Where had Miriam Golding been during those strange hours away from conventional reality?
 
What distortion of Time and Space made downtown Chicago appear to be a river and a sandbar?
 
How had the girls been able to serve as a kind of link between dimensions, so that at least some kind of communication, even though false (they saw her with her fiance rather than a blond teenaged boy; she saw them on a sandbar rather than a crowded Chicago street), had been established?
 
 
Mr. R. W. Balcom of Live Oak, California, contributed a personal experience shared with his wife. According to Balcom, the two of them were traveling to Lake Tahoe during the early morning hours. A few miles east of Placerville on Highway 50, they stopped to eat at a quaint and rustic-styled restaurant, which neither of them had ever noticed on any of their previous trips to the region.
 
The food was excellent, and the waitress and cook were so friendly that the Balcoms truly meant their promise to stop back again.
 
They tried to do so on their return drive from Lake Tahoe, but the restaurant was nowhere to be seen.
 
The Balcoms traveled that route three successive weekends in 1962, searching for the friendly little restaurant with the good food that had simply vanished into nothingness.
 
"Since then we have journeyed over Highway 50 to Lake Tahoe many times," Balcom concludes, "never again finding the little restaurant·
 
 
Frances E. Peterson of Keokuk, Iowa, remembered the Sunday afternoon in 1935, when she, her husband, and their four children were returning from a weekend visit in Missouri. They decided to take a shortcut on a dirt road. They drove down a hill into a valley, then as they reached the rim of the valley, they were astonished to see a well where women in sun bonnets and long, full skirts covered by large aprons were drawing in a wooden pail by a windlass. Other women were carrying the water in pails balanced on wooden yokes across their shoulders. Bearded men, who were tending sheep and gathering wood, wore loose-fitting tronsers, smocks, and large black hats.
 
The Petersons had never heard of such a settlement in the area of St. Patrick, Missouri, and as it turned out, no one else had either.
 
"Many times since then we have looked for this lovely Old World settlement," Mrs. Peterson commented. "We have inquired of old settlers and relatives in the area, but no one knows of such a valley. Did we ride backward in time?" (Fate, April, 1959)
 
The men and women who have had the experiences cited above may always wonder whether or not they had some kind of collective psychic experience or whether their physical bodies somehow managed to pass into another dimension. For other individuals the answer becomes a bit more clearly stated, although no more clearly defined or explained, for they were left with undeniable physical evidence that they had been confronted with some force as yet beyond the grasp of orthodox science.
 
Thirteen-year-old Michael Helferty of Picton, Ontario, Canada, was last seen walking along Lake Street toward Ontlet Beach to go swinnning on July 30, 1960. Then he disappeared.
 
By the time he was found sleeping in a nest of grass alongside the Canadian National Railway tracks west of Picton five days later, his frantic parents had posted a five hundred dollar reward for information on his whereabouts and police, friends, and volunteer searchers had painstakingly combed the area.
 
Michael was unaware that any more than a few hours had passed since he set out to go swimming, and he had no memory of where he had been. He showed no signs of exposure, sunburn, hunger, or thirst. He was fresh and alert and not the least bit tired. The Helferty family physician declared him well-nourished, well-cared for, and clean. Strangely enough, his clothes were perfectly dry, even though there had been a heavy dew during the night.
 
The only thing at all unusual was that Michael was wearing his swim trunks, rather than his underwear, under his trousers. Since he had set out to go swimming with his trunks in his hand, it appears that he at least may have entered the water.
 
Michael himself found it difficult to believe that he had "lost" five days, and he insisted that he had no knowledge or memory of where he had been.
 
His father could only shake his head and utter: "It's a mystery, but somebody's taken care of him, that's for sure."
 
Michael Helferty swore that he had no conscious memory of where he had spent his strange five-day vacation.
 
Little Kathy Cramer may have remembered where she disappeared, but she was not telling anyone.
 
The six-year-old girl disappeared from her home on Park Street in Wood's Hole, Massachusetts, about 7:00 P.M. on August 15, 1960. Local police officers, state police, firemen, a crew of volunteers, and two police bloodhounds meticulously scoured a two-mile area, while a Coast Guard vessel patrolled the adjacent water front. At 9:00 P.M. two hundred airmen from nearby Otis Air Force Base initiated a search-march for the missing Kathy Cramer.
 
It goes without saying that the Cramer household was carefully searched before the original alarm concerning Kathy's absence had been issued. In addition, Falmouth Deputy Police Chief Antone Morgardo and Rev. Wilkin J. Kingwell, rector of St. John's Church in Newtonville, testified that they had carefully explored the house three times. Yet, incredible as it may seem, the six-year-old object of the massive search was found at 3:00 A.M., peacefully sleeping on her bed.
 
When gratefully weeping yet stunned and incredulous parents asked Kathy where she had been, the six-year-old stubbornly announced that she was not telling.
 
Stern police officers, solicitous neighbors, coaxing relatives all got the same answer: "I'm not telling'"
 
Had some kidnapper decided better of his dangerous gambit and returned the child, desperately making a game of it all with her, making her promise not to tell where they had been?
 
Or had some cosmic, interdimensional being removed the child for a time for some purpose of its own, then brought her back to our plane of reality with a promise not to betray the "Good Fairy's" secret?
 
There may be a number of other possible explanations, but one that we should consider is that the child herself may have discovered the marvelous, albeit awesome, secret of psychically "crawling" through the cracks and crevices between spheres of existence.
 
In 1953, a schoolboy in the Philippines was seen by many to disappear from closed rooms, then, incredibly, to reappear in another section of his city of Manila.
 
In 1965, United Press International correspondent Vicente Maliwang interviewed Cornelio Closa, the famous "Invisible boy," who was then a twenty-five-year-old married man, the father of two children, in order to record his impressions of the astounding events which had taken place in his life thirteen years before.
 
The strange, frightful experiences began for Cornelio in September of 1951 when he was a sixth-grader at the Zamora elementary school. One day he met a beautiful girl dressed in white with long blonde hair reaching down to her waist. She was barefooted, about Cornelio's age, but the boy noticed she floated, rather than walked, when she moved beside him.
 
Although the girl did not open her smiling lips, Cornelio was able to "hear and understand" what she said. When she touched his hand, he felt different, very light. He became unaware of his surroundings.
 
The beautiful blonde girl came often. Cornelio remembered that the things around him looked real and natural, but somehow he had the feeling that he was no longer real.
 
"There were many times when the girl and I would float around and go to many places in the city," Cornelio told the reporter. "We went many times to movie houses and visited the International Fair that was being held in the city. When I was with her, I didn't feel exhausted or hungry."
 
The strangest thing, Cornelio recalled, was that nobody seemed to notice them.
 
Soon, Cornelio's schoolteacher complained to his parents that he had been skipping school. Father Closa put the law down to his son, but even an enforced march to school would not prevent the ethereal girl from snatching the boy away from his classroom.
 
The girl would appear before him in school. She would hold out her hand. Cornelio would feel some "sensation," then there would be no other thought in his mind but to go with her.
 
"Even with the door closed," Cornelio remembered, "I was able to go through it, just walk through it as if it were open. Then I would hear my classmates shouting, 'Cornelio is gone!'"
 
At home, the Closa family would lock all the doors and windows, but to absolutely no avail.
 
"I kept on seeing the girl, and I was able to go out with her despite the closed doors," Cornelio said. "Sometimes I would be gone as long as three days, although I had no knowledge of my own how long I had been away."
 
Finally his despairing parents sent Cornelio to a mental institution, then to a welfare institution. Authorities said that he was a normal boy who would be better off living with his parents, so Cornelio was sent home. The drastic measure had accomplished the cessation of the strange girl's visitations to the young boy, however. Two pastors added to the separation by intense prayers, and Cornelio's nightmare was over.
 
Although Cornelio Closa's bizarre adventures came to an end, we are still left with the great mystery--where had he been? One would write the schoolboy's "lovely blonde girl" off to an energetic adolescent imagination if it were not for the fact that he really did disappear from closed classrooms, surrounded by classmates and teacher, and locked doors and windows, ringed in by members of his family.
 
An item in the Lock Haven, Pennsylvania Express for June 7, 1956, told of the fantastic experience of Thomas R. Kessell, a brewery worker from Johannesburg, South Africa, who regained consciousness walking a street in New York City with no memory of how he had come to be on that particular scene beyond a dim recollection of exiting from a Johannesburg tavern in April.
 
Is it possible that a human being can walk around a dimensional "bend" and find himself mysteriously transported to a place far from his destination?
 
The shortest distance between two points may not be a straight line, after all.
 
It would be quite understandable why someone such as Thomas Kessell who had undergone such an experience as interdimensional transport, would undergo a loss of memory. Perhaps an amnesiac reaction would be necessary for survival.
 
Charles Fort tells in one of his books of a naked man who suddenly appeared on High Street, Chatham, Kent, England, on January 6, 1914. People walking on the same street testified that the man had quite literally appeared from nowhere. He was just suddeuly there, confused, frightened, without a stitch on a bitterly cold day.
 
In Lo!, Fort writes that six people were discovered wandering on the streets or near the small town of Romford, Essex, England, between January 14, 1920, and December 9, 1923. None of these mentally distraught individuals were able to tell how they had got there or anything else about themselves.
 
The enigma of Thomas R. Kessell and his claim that he suddenly "found" himself walking a street in New York City after leaving a pub back in Johannesburg, is reinforced by the problem of just how the man could have entered the country unnoticed. The man did not recover his memory until he had undergone a couple of psychiatric sessions. He had no passport, yet he could not have boarded either a ship or an airplane without one.
 
 
I could not finish this article without including an account of a being who appeared to come from within the darker dimensions of Shadow World and walked about on some undisclosed mission until she was suddenly found out.
 
Joseph Kerska of San Francisco told of the incident involving seventeen-year-old Carmen Chaney on one hot summer day in Fresno, California, in 1936(Fate, January, 1961).
 
Carmen Chaney first noticed the strange old lady in black as she crossed Tyler Street at the intersection. The old woman moved slowly, with difficulty, as if her legs were not functioning properly. Assuming that the lady must be ill, Carmen and her aunt Frankie ran out into the street to help her.
 
When the old lady saw the two solicitous women approaching her, her reaction was far from that of relief at sighting succor on the way. In fact, she reacted with panic, as if she wanted no one to approach her.
 
Kerska writes: "Only 20 feet from her now, they were fascinated by her large, blazing eyes, set deep in a chalk-white face, the skin of which appeared to be stretched tightly over her skull. She was about four feet, 10 inches tall, thin and scrawny: snow white hair showed in wisps under her large black hat; she wore a highnecked, long-sleeved dress and high button shoes of a decade gone by. The black of her hat, which was pulled down low over her face, as well as that of her dress, was old to the point of decay, as both had turned greenish. She carried no bag or purse. Altogether she was a pathetic figure."
 
By now several of the neighbors on the block were watching the strange old lady retreating from the two well-meaning young women. The old lady hobbled into an alley, then she looked around helplessly, as she realized that more than thirty people were intently observing her bizarre behavior.
 
"She stopped for a brief moment," Kerska said, "then she vanished. Disappeared in the blink of an eyelash!"
 
The many witnesses to the fantastic disappearance excitedly exchanged opinions and speculations. Police officers who were summoned to the scene chose to believe that the old woman had been ill and had simply stumbled out of sight of her observers. But an extensive search of the alley and the houses on either side revealed no such person of that unique description.
 
Who might these "angels" or "devils" be who walk about in our very midst, while we either entertain or reject them, totally unaware of their true nature or their true purpose?
 
Whether there truly are "holes" and "doorways" between dimensions of reality, whether there may exist kidnappers or interlopers from other planes of being, whether swirling vortexes may snatch up unsuspecting men and women and send them spinning into another Space-Time continuum, remain among the many challenges to be explored in these encounters with the Shadow World. 

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100  Astral Chat / Welcome to Astral Chat! / Re: Orang-utangs no considered the most intelligent non human primate on: October 18, 2008, 03:15:14
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Does this include Bonobo chimps?
I ask this because most studies I find, especially when it comes to intelligence, completely ignore them as if they didn't exist.  But the few studies I have found show them to be the most close species to ours, in terms of morphology and the way their society works.

I know about this sub species of the chimp family and have seen documentaries on their amazing human like intelligence

Maybe the guys who wrote the news paper article included them in the study. At best the article is an interesting rough guide don't you think?
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