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The Wave Chapter 64: Crossing the Threshold

The Hero’s Journey

During the early months of 1996 the Cassiopaean sessions were often quite personal. This was a consequence of the tremendous changes going on in my life, many of which were occurring at some other level of reality and could be sensed only dimly and “through a glass darkly.” When I look back over the events, the transformations, I can see the pattern. But, at the time I could see nothing but the desperate struggle to normalize and stabilize my world, which was growing more bizarre by the day.

With hindsight, I understand that I was playing out a drama – a timeless vision – that is derived from the mythology of ancient times that is everywhere the same. And, having passed through this initiatory “script,” I write these pages in an effort to convey what these stories teach us.

During my research into the origin and meaning of my experiences with the Cassiopaeans, I have delved into the work of many who have gone before in the effort to solve the great mystery. Today, we have archaeologists digging up evidence all over the globe; ethnologists are recording stories from peoples East and West; and a generation of Orientalists have revealed to us the sacred writings of the archaic peoples that gave birth to our religions and cultures. Meanwhile, scholars are organizing and analyzing material relating to the psychological bases of language, myth, religion, art and ethics. And, quite remarkably, the revelations of the mind emerging from the field of psychology and biology are offering clues to the ancient technology depicted in myth and legend. Because, in the end, it is becoming increasingly clear that the logic, the heroic gestures, and the deeds of myth are with us today.

My own experiences, in this sense, could even be compared to an enacting of the cosmic archetype of the Renewal of Time.

In the myths of archaic peoples, the rites and beliefs surrounding the idea of the renewal of time vary from group to group and place to place. But the themes are still fairly consistent in that before time can be renewed, there are certain phases of chaos that must be endured. Of course, I didn’t know all this at the time; I just suffered and acted the part in complete ignorance of what was taking place. And it may be so that my ignorance of the hold the archetype had on me was essential to its work.

The energies of our archetypes can “fill us with radiant light, or overwhelm us with destruction and despair. They are our gods within, spiritually and instinctually.” (Woodman 1992)

Archetypal energies can be activated in a variety of ways. A specific archetype can be activated in the psyche of one individual, or in the collective psyche of a group or a culture. The danger lies in not understanding the nature of the archetype ­– in believing ourselves to be the archetype itself and thereby confusing our personal values with some absolute and exclusive version of the truth. The crucial point that must be understood is the difference between allowing the archetypal energies to act through the self, as opposed to believing that one has become the deity. This distinction is the difference between hubris and humility. One must realize that one is a simple and sacred soul who has, for unfathomable reasons, been graced by the gods. Any attempt to alter the drama, any idea that one is the archetype, and therefore has the right or ability to choose to act other than according to the divine script, can end in disaster.

So, it’s really a good thing that, at the time and at that level of knowledge, I had no idea what was happening!

The essential part of the Renewal of Time archetype is the idea of the end and the beginning of a temporal period based on bio-cosmic rhythms and forming part of a larger system. The purging and expulsion of sin was the chief drama before the New Year could be born. Mircea Eliade writes:

[T]his annual expulsion of sins, diseases, and demons is basically an attempt to restore – if only momentarily – mythical and primordial time, “pure” time, the time of the “instant” of the Creation. Every New Year is a resumption of time from the beginning, that is, a repetition of the cosmogony. The ritual combats between two groups of actors, the presence of the dead, the Saturnalia, and the orgies are so many elements which … denote that at the end of the year and in the expectation of the New Year there is a repetition of the mythical moment of the passage from chaos to cosmos.

… [I]n each of these systems we find the same central idea of the yearly return to chaos, followed by a new creation. …

… (Baptism is equivalent to the ritual death of the old man followed by a new birth. On the cosmic level, it is equivalent to the deluge: abolition of contours, fusion of all forms, return to the formless.) …

… [A]ll the rest is only the application, on different planes answering to different needs, of the same archetypal gesture: the regeneration of the world and life through repetition of the cosmogony. (Eliade 1954, 54, 58, 59, 62)

The Hermetic maxim: “As above, so below” may be a key to understanding the events and experiences of the Cassiopaean communications. Joseph Campbell remarks, “myth is the secret opening through which the inexhaustible energies of the cosmos pour into human cultural manifestation.” (Campbell 1949, 1)

Of course, at the time, I had no idea that I was acting out an archetype. The very thought would have filled me with horror. I remember that, back in the ’80s, when I was wrestling with the problem of why I had been born with such a huge question mark in my mind with no apparent outlet for this questing energy, I knew that I must begin to do something. At the time, meditation seemed the right answer, and I began the practice with some hesitation. I was hesitant because I was afraid of change.

On the one hand, meditation might change my perceptions and perspective enabling me to be calm and accepting about the restrictions of my life. As much as I needed this calm, that scared me. What if I accepted the restrictions and I was supposed to do otherwise? Would contemplating my navel turn me into a mindless zombie, fit only to stand on street corners and sell pencils?

On the other hand, meditation might actually elevate the dissatisfaction I was already feeling with my life, in which case I might take steps to change it; and that scared me. I wanted things to change, but only a little, and only the way I wanted them to change.

I had my life set up and organized; I was married and had children and I had a fairy tale idea of how marriage and raising children was supposed to turn out. Anything that threatened that vision was to be rejected, pushed away and denied.

But there was the ever-increasing problem that the fairy tale was not happening according to plan, so something had to be done about that. I was really between a rock and a hard place; and for lack of any other alternative, I began to meditate. When you are between a rock and a hard place, the only way out is up.

And as we know, that decision led, step by step, to communication with the Cassiopaeans. And all through the process, for over ten years, I struggled to have my cake and eat it too. I was determined to grow and learn and expand my spiritual horizons as far as was possible; and I was going to keep on living my regular life too, damn it!

Call to Adventure

I had read and heard about, and even had seen, many instances when one partner in a marriage would grow and change and the other would either remain static or go exactly the other direction, and the marriage would end up on the rocks as a result of the widening gulf between the partners. My opinion of this phenomenon was rather narrow and judgmental. How could something that was spiritual lead to so much pain and heartache? If these people were really as spiritual as they claimed to be, wouldn’t they be able to use their spirituality to preserve their marriages and contribute to the growth of their spouses? Doesn’t charity begin at home? It seemed to me that the problem was a lack of communication. Surely if the partners made the effort to communicate, to share all that was happening inside them, to support and encourage the other to remain at their side, such problems would not develop.

So, from the very beginning of my quest, I was talking, talking, talking. I explained the way I saw the problems. I explained what I had learned about people with similar problems. I explained the solutions that were possible. I explained my plan to seek solutions so that our fairy tale could manifest.

I sent away for books and tapes for meditation, for mind reprogramming, for every aspect of changing one’s reality that seemed to be a problem in our lives. I wanted to help my husband overcome his negative view of the world so that his family could follow his lead into happiness and prosperity. I wanted to gently and subtly encourage a new vision that he could embrace that would enable him to manifest his dreams, thereby setting an example for the children and becoming the true, knowledgeable and fearless head of the household of my fairy tale. I wanted open communication and true intimacy of thought, emotion and soul in my marriage. I was ready and willing to strip my soul naked in order to break the ice and make my husband comfortable in doing so as well. I had been called, and I chose to follow the call. I didn’t want to go and leave him. I desperately wanted him to come with me. If he did, I was sure that he would then manifest as the One.

I understood, in a sense, what I was seeking: I was looking for the Ark, for redemption, for the hero whose existence would liberate me. Joseph Campbell writes:

The hero is the man of self-achieved submission. But submission to what? That precisely is the riddle that today we have to ask ourselves and that it is everywhere the primary virtue and historic deed of the hero to have solved. (Campbell 1949, 11)

I didn’t realize that:

… schism in the soul … will not be resolved by any scheme of return to the good old days (archaism), or by programs guaranteed to render an ideal projected future (futurism), or even by the most realistic, hardheaded work to weld together again the deteriorating elements. Only birth can conquer death – the birth not of the old thing again, but of something new. Within the soul … there must be … a continuous “recurrence of birth” … (Toynbee, quoted by Campbell, 11–12)

I didn’t understand that in beginning the process, by answering the call, I had begun the work of the hero myself.

… [T]he first work of the hero is to retreat from the world scene of secondary effects to those causal zones of the psyche where the difficulties really reside, and there to clarify the difficulties, eradicate them in his own case (i.e., give battle to the nursery demons of his local culture) and break through to the undistorted, direct experience and assimilation of what C.G. Jung has called “the archetypal images.” This is the process known to Hindu and Buddhist philosophy as viveka, “discrimination.”

The archetypes to be discovered and assimilated are precisely those that have inspired, throughout the annals of human culture, the basic images of ritual, mythology, and vision. These “Eternal Ones of the Dream” are not to be confused with the personally modified symbolic figures that appear in nightmare and madness to the still tormented individual. Dream is the personalized myth, myth the depersonalized dream … in myth the problems and solutions shown are directly valid for all mankind.

… Such a one’s visions, ideas, and inspirations come pristine from the primary springs of human life and thought. Hence they are eloquent, of the unquenched source through which society is reborn. The hero has died as a modern man; but as eternal man – perfected, unspecific, universal man – he has been reborn. His second solemn task and deed therefore … is to return to us, transfigured, and teach the lesson he has learned of life renewed. (Campbell 1949, 12, 14­–15)

And what is this lesson? Ah! Let’s not jump ahead! We are still in the past of this narrative. But, Joseph Campbell has defined the heroic journey as follows:

A hero ventures forth from the world of common day into a region of supernatural wonder: fabulous forces are there encountered and a decisive victory is won: the hero comes back from this mysterious adventure with the power to bestow boons on his fellow man.

… [T]he adventure of the hero normally follows the pattern of … a separation from the world, a penetration to some source of power, and a life-enhancing return. … the really creative acts are represented as those deriving from some sort of dying to the world …

The return and reintegration with society, which is indispensable to the continuous circulation of spiritual energy into the world, and which, from the standpoint of the community, is the justification of the long retreat, the hero himself may find the most difficult requirement of all. … there is danger that the bliss of this experience may annihilate all recollection of, interest in, or hope for, the sorrows of the world; or else the problem of making known the way of illumination to people wrapped in economic problems may seem too great to solve. And on the other hand, if the hero, instead of submitting to all of the initiatory tests, has, like Prometheus, simply darted to his goal (by violence, quick device, or luck) and plucked the boon for the world that he intended, then the powers that he has unbalanced may react so sharply that he will be blasted from within and without – crucified, like Prometheus, on the rock of his own violated unconscious. Or if the hero, in the third place, makes his safe and willing return, he may meet with such a blank misunderstanding and disregard from those whom he has come to help that his career will collapse. …

The composite hero of the monomyth is a personage of exceptional gifts. Frequently he is honored by his society, frequently [he is] unrecognized or disdained. He and/or the world in which he finds himself suffers from a symbolical deficiency. In fairy tales this may be as slight as the lack of a certain golden ring, whereas in apocalyptic vision the physical and spiritual life of the whole earth can be represented as fallen, or on the point of falling, into ruin.

Typically, the hero of the fairy tale achieves a domestic, microcosmic triumph, and the hero of myth a world-historical, macrocosmic triumph. Whereas the former – the youngest despised child who becomes the master of extraordinary powers – prevails over his personal oppressors, the latter brings back from his adventure the means for the regeneration of his society as a whole. …

The cosmogonic cycle is presented with astonishing consistency in the sacred writings of all the continents, and gives to the adventure of the hero a new and interesting turn; for now it appears that the perilous journey was a labor not of attainment but of re-attainment, not discovery but rediscovery. The godly powers sought and dangerously won are revealed to have been within the heart of the hero all the time. [Laura’s note: the Ruby Slippers!]He is “the king’s son” who has come to know who he is and therewith has entered into the exercise of his proper power – “God’s son,” who has learned to know how much that title means. From this point of view the hero is symbolical of that divine creative and redemptive image which is hidden within us all, only waiting to be known and rendered into life.

The effect of the successful adventure of the hero is the unlocking and release again of the flow of life into the body of the world. …

The torrent pours from an invisible source, the point of entry being the center of the symbolic circle of the universe, the Immovable Spot of the Buddha legend, around which the world may be said to revolve. Beneath this spot is the earth-supporting head of the cosmic serpent, the dragon, symbolical of the waters of the abyss, which are the divine life-creative energy and substance of the demiurge … The tree of life, i.e., the universe itself, grows from this point. It is rooted in the supporting darkness; the golden sun bird perches on its peak; a spring, the inexhaustible well, bubbles at its foot. [The tree of life is also] the figure of the cosmic man or woman … for the hero as the incarnation of God is himself the navel of the world, the umbilical point through which the energies of eternity break into time.

… Wherever a hero has been born, has wrought, or has passed back into the void, the place is marked and sanctified. A temple is erected there to signify and inspire the miracle of perfect centeredness; for this is the place of the breakthrough into abundance. Someone at this point discovered eternity. …

… [A] temple can be established anywhere. Because, finally, the All is everywhere, and anywhere may become the seat of power. …

The World Navel, then, is ubiquitous. And since it is the source of all existence, it yields the world’s plenitude of both good and evil. Ugliness and beauty, sin and virtue, pleasure and pain, are equally its production. “To God all things are fair and good and right,” declares Heraclitus; “but men hold some things wrong and some right.” (Campbell 1949, 23, 28, 29–31, 32, 35)

Well, all of that is fine and good. But what does it really mean in practical terms? It is my intention to make it comprehensible for those who are here to perform the heroic gesture. It is only in this way that the work of the hero can be done, for he is many.

The way it seems to happen (and the reader will surely want to ponder Joseph Campbell’s insightful analysis for connections and examples of their own quest) is that something that seems to be an ordinary chance encounter reveals another world of archetypal forces.

Refusal of the Call

If I had to pick a single event that hinted a door was about to open, it would be the night I hypnotized Pam, the hypnotherapy client I wrote about in my book High Strangeness, with the intention of proving the alien abduction scenario was merely repressed childhood trauma, and realizing a few days later that something remarkable had happened. But, in a much broader sense, the strange events had been happening since I was born. Perhaps it could even be said that the quest proper began when I started to actively seek answers in a systematic way, resulting in my writing a manuscript I entitled “The Noah Syndrome” which was later absorbed into my book,The Secret History of The World. From that point on, the synchronous events in my life multiplied until I was no longer even able to talk about them in an ordinary way for fear of being considered completely bonkers!

Of course, according to Freud1 and Jung, such ordinary chance encounters are not ordinary at all. Freud saw them as the result of suppressed desires and conflicts, ripples on the surface of life produced by some deep spring from which reality wells up. Jung coined the term “synchronicity” to describe what physicists prefer to call the “acausal connecting principle.” The nature of synchronicity is that it has meaning, and most especially it is evidence of a profound activation of energy deep within the psyche. It is as if the formation of patterns within the unconscious mind are accompanied by physical patterns in the outer world. Nevertheless, in some cases, such a chance event can open the door to destiny. Or, it can be shoved under the rug and forgotten.

The next event is what Campbell calls the “herald.” Heralds issue challenges and announce the coming of significant change. They can make their appearance anytime during a journey, but often appear at the beginning to announce a Call to Adventure. The herald is a crisis of something completely supernatural and manifests powers that are not ordinary to the real world. For me, this was the actual seeing of the flying black boomerang-shaped object in the sky above my house. Such an event lifts the curtain on a particular drama which, when complete, amounts to dying and rebirth. It is something that is beyond the familiar categories of one’s life; it is outside the concepts, ideals and emotional patterns by which one has ordered one’s existence; its occurrence causes everything else to no longer fit.

But then again, the first event of the flying black boomerangs, being synchronous to the encounter with Pam, was part of this crisis. They were four months apart, but the entire period was a crisis for me. Facing the possible fact that there was another reality controlling or interacting with our own was a world shattering event for me. As I tell people in a sort of joking way: of all the people who never wanted to know anything about aliens and UFOs, I deserve a place at the head of the line. Few people really comprehend how deeply serious this remark is.

In many fairy tales and myths, the herald is a frog, a dragon, a serpent or some other manifestation of the demiurgic powers of the abyss. In stories, this event produces anxiety, shortness of breath, painful tightening of the chest, and other unpleasant symptoms. For me, this was certainly the case because I was attacked by the same terrible symptoms night after night after night at exactly the same time that I had seen the winged object in the sky on August 16, 1993. It is thought that these symptoms symbolize passage across a threshold, a trial akin to birth.

But, it is the birth into our world of the reality of the serpent, the representative of the deep unconscious, the realm from where our world manifests, in which are found unfathomable depths of the rejected, the unacknowledged, the unrecognized, the unknown and undeveloped elements of our existence.

So it happens that the herald, the announcer of the adventure, is dark, terrifying, painful and seen as evil by the world. And right here is where most people stop. They don’t realize that if they can follow the herald through the darkness, the veiled and mysterious unknown, the way would open into the light of day. People do not realize that, in order to diminish darkness, they must focus on it. The notion that we may find God only by entering the pit of darkness is antithetical to our views of good and evil, which, we imagine, must inhabit opposite poles that can never be joined. And yet the name Lucifer is derived from lucem ferre, or “bringer of light.” When the herald calls us into the place of nightmares, if our hearts are pure, we may discover a vision of divinity. Mephistopheles described himself to Faust as “a living part of that power which perpetually thinks evil and does good.”

How can this be?

Remember Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings? It was a journey made by an elf, a dwarf, a wizard, two men and four hobbits, who made their way across a perilous landscape in order to destroy the power of the Lord of the Rings. In Tolkien’s story, as in the real world, a war between the forces of Knowledge (love) and Ignorance (exploitation) is being waged.

Unfortunately, many people who have these encounters with the herald, believe that it is the God, and do not understand that the role of the alien encounters is initiatory in a real sense. Those who are taken in by them and believe the lies have already failed the first test of the hero. They do not realize that the alien drama will disappear from their lives once they have adjusted the alignment of forces within their soul and have become consciously aware of the precise nature of the drama.

Synchronicities are associated with periods of transformation. It is as if this internal restructuring produces external resonances like a burst of mental energy propagating outward into the physical world. The task is, as the Sufis say, to keep a cool head. And to be able to accommodate an expansion of awareness into the unseen while still keeping one’s feet on the ground, maneuvering in the real world of secondary effects and causes perceived at higher levels.

So it is that for each of us who journeys through the realm of darkness and finds his or her way home, we make the path clearer and wider for others to follow. It’s a dirty job, but somebody’s gotta do it!

And there I was: I had heard the summons; the herald had arrived and beckoned me to the threshold.

Whether in dream or myth, in these adventures there is an atmosphere of irresistible fascination about the figure that appears suddenly as guide, marking a new period, a new stage, in the biography. That which has to be faced, and is somehow profoundly familiar to the unconscious ­– though unknown, surprising, and even frightening to the conscious personality – makes itself known; and what formerly was meaningful may become strangely emptied of value … Thereafter, even though the hero returns for a while to his familiar occupations, they may be found unfruitful. A series of signs of increasing force then will become visible, until … the summons can no longer be denied. (Campbell 1949, 46)

How I had struggled to make life normal. How I struggled to return to the old days. How I railed at the events surrounding me and assaulting me at every turn.

[The “call to adventure”] signifies that destiny has summoned the hero and transferred his spiritual center of gravity from within the pale of his society to a zone unknown. This fateful region of both treasure and danger may be variously represented: as a distant land, a forest, a kingdom underground, beneath the waves, or above the sky … but it is always a place of strangely fluid and polymorphous beings, unimaginable torments, superhuman deeds … (Campbell 1949, 48)

For me, it was the big banana of all of these ­– and possibly the true source of all the legends about the same: the world of fourth density inhabited by Lizard beings, insect beings, and assorted other terrifying and fabulous creatures impossible to comprehend as real in the terms of our world.

And it was at this point that the relationship between myself and my now ex-husband really ended. You see, it is always a choice. A person can refuse the call. “Many are called; but few choose to answer … ”

Refusal of the summons converts the adventure into its negative. Walled in boredom, hard work, or culture, the subject loses the power of significant affirmative action and becomes a victim to be saved. His flowering world becomes a wasteland of dry stones and his life feels meaningless – even though, like King Minos (of Greek mythology), he may through titanic effort succeed in building an empire of renown. Whatever house he builds, it will be a house of death: a labyrinth of cyclopean walls to hide from him his Minotaur. All he can do is create new problems for himself and await the gradual approach of his disintegration.

The myths and folk tales of the whole world make clear that the refusal is essentially a refusal to give up what one takes to be one’s own interest. The future is regarded not in terms of an unremitting series of deaths and births, but as though one’s present system of ideals, virtues, goals and advantages were to be fixed and made secure. (Campbell 1949, 49)

That is to say, in response to my experiences, in response to his own experiences of the miraculous, my ex-husband dove into the deepest river in the world: denial. He grabbed hold of his Baptist religion for dear life and began to read the Bible daily to block out thinking and seeing and hearing of anything that didn’t fit his programmed system of ideals, virtues and so forth. And it was clear to me that the Bible and the religions of our childhoods had no answers for these issues. In fact, it was clear to me that they had been programmed into us as the very veils over truth past, which we must penetrate in order to move beyond and grow into the true spiritual beings we could become.

It was impossible for him to emerge from the controls of the emotional relationships of his childhood. His parents and their inculcated ideas and programs stood as guardians at the door, terrifying him with the fear of terrible punishment if he stepped outside the bounds of his religion, and he simply was unable to be born again. Like Lot’s wife in the story of Sodom and Gomorrah, he was turned to stone because he couldn’t stop from turning back, even though he’d received the call to come forth from destruction.

But, again, I did not realize this at the time.

Meeting with the Mentor

The next stage in the archetypal heroic adventure is the appearance of supernatural aid. In some stories it is a crone, a protective figure, who provides amulets against the dragon forces.

The helpful crone and fairy godmother is a familiar feature of European fairy lore; in Christian saints’ legends the role is commonly played by the Virgin. The Virgin by her intercession can win the mercy of the Father. Spider Woman with her web can control the movements of the Sun. The hero who has come under the protection of the Cosmic Mother cannot be harmed. The thread of Ariadne brought Theseus safely through the adventure of the labyrinth. This is the guiding power that runs through the work of Dante in the female figures of Beatrice and the Virgin, and appears in Goethe’s Faust successively as Gretchen, Helen of Troy, and the Virgin. … What such a figure represents is the benign, protecting power of destiny.

Having responded to the call, and continuing to follow courageously as the consequences unfold, the hero finds all the forces of the unconscious at his side. Mother Nature herself supports the mighty task.

… Protective and dangerous, motherly and fatherly at the same time, this supernatural principle of guardianship and direction unites in itself all the ambiguities of the unconscious – thus signifying the support of our conscious personality by that other, larger system, but also the inscrutability of the guide that we are following, to the peril of all our rational ends.

The hero to whom such a helper appears is typically one who has responded to the call. The call, in fact, was the first announcement of the approach of this initiatory priest. But even to those who apparently have hardened their hearts the supernatural guardian may appear; for, as we have seen: “Well able is Allah to save.” (Campbell 1949, 59, 60–61)

Well, having the Cassiopaeans come along precisely eleven months to the day following the appearance of the Herald, (in the personification of the Flying Black Boomerangs), I was well on the path of the hero’s adventure, even if I had no idea at all that this was what I was doing. And it was to be twenty months before I arrived at the Crossing of the First Threshold.

Crossing the First Threshold

With the personifications of his destiny to guide and aid him, the hero goes forward in his adventure until he reaches the Threshold Guardian at the entrance to the zone of magnified power. Such custodians bound the world in the four directions ­– also up and down – standing for the limits of the hero’s present sphere, or life horizon. Beyond them is darkness, the unknown, and danger.

… The usual person is more than content, he is even proud, to remain within the indicated bounds, and popular belief gives him every reason to fear so much as the first step into the unexplored. …

The folk mythologies populate with deceitful and dangerous presence every desert place outside the normal traffic of the village. …

The regions of the unknown … are free fields for the projection of the unconscious content. …

The Arcadian god Pan is the best known Classical example of this dangerous presence dwelling just beyond the protected zone of the village boundary. Sylvanus and Faunus were his Latin counterparts. … The emotions that he instilled in human beings who by accident adventured into his domain was “panic” fear, a sudden, groundless fright. … in the frantic effort to escape from his own aroused unconscious the victim expired in a flight of dread. Yet Pan was benign to those who … properly approached his shrines of healing. Also wisdom, the wisdom of Omphalos, the World Navel, was his to bestow; for the crossing of the threshold is the first step into the sacred zone of the universal source.

… [There are stories that] illuminate the ambiguities of this perplexing pass and show how, though the terrors will recede before a genuine psychological readiness, the overbold adventurer beyond his depth may be shamelessly undone. (Campbell 1949, 64, 65, 66–67, 68)

As described in volume five, this is where we find me in the early months of 1996. Moving slowly and inexorably to the threshold of the unknown; my conscious mind fighting tooth and nail against the forces of my own essential being. There was the world of practical events in which this drama manifested; and there was, apparently, another reality from which the energies emanated. And learning to see this other reality and to be able to respond to it with no apparent proof seemed to be the big test.

As you might expect, the events surrounding the work on our new magazine, The Aurora Journal, took on a Twilight Zone-like quality. One of the first things I wanted to do was to find a printer who could do a nice job for me at a reasonable cost since I was paying for it out of my own pocket. There was a print shop near the chiropractor I was still seeing three times a week for therapy, so I decided to stop in and find out what my options were and how much I could do myself to keep the costs low. At the same time, I had printed up a large volume of the Cassiopaean material and thought that it might be cheaper to have it copied, so I hauled it in with me.

The young lady at the counter quoted me a very reasonable price for the copying but said that she couldn’t tell me anything about doing a magazine layout because she was just there in a clerical capacity and I would have to come back. I left my material with an order for three copies, bound in a plastic spine.

Several days later I went back to pick up my copies. As the girl was getting them from the back, a woman emerged from the shop area, grinning widely, and said, “I thought that was you I heard out here!” I looked at her blankly because, frankly, I had no idea who she was. She must have noticed that I didn’t recognize her, because she said “Pam! You remember? I came to you for hypnosis!”

And then I realized who she was. She was the woman I had hypnotized back in 1993 the night the Flying Black Boomerangs were sighted over the three county area. She had been so upset by the idea of an alien abduction lurking in her subconscious that she never came back for further sessions. I’d always wondered what had happened to her since then, and it was very curious to find her in this print shop since she’d told me back then that she was in real estate. It was even stranger when you consider that I’d selected this print shop over any other simply because it was en route between my house and the chiropractor, of whom I was seeing every other day as a result of an accident I was certain was a deliberate attempt on my life by alien forces. Not only that, I was in the print shop for the very purpose of having copies made of material that related to the events in which Pam had been involved at the very beginning. Further, that I was planning on inquiring about the printing of a magazine that was an offshoot of those same events.

I was shocked. She looked like she had aged about twenty years in the almost three years since I had seen her. As it turned out, Pam had recently bought the print shop as a business venture for her kids. She invited me into the back of the shop for coffee and we brought each other up to date on what had been happening in our lives since the incident with the UFOs. That event had upset her so badly that she completely retreated into denial and the “normal life” routine. I told her how that event had done just the opposite for me – I had been catapulted into a series of learning experiences that had completely shattered my previous world, and made it seem like I was on a continual roller coaster ride. I told her: “Honey! If you had any idea of the stuff that has happened to me since you were at my house and opened the door to those damned aliens, you would not believe it!” And we both laughed.

So, we spent an hour or so catching up. Pam was fascinated by the story of how the contact with the Cassiopaeans had developed the year following her hypnosis session and wanted not only to read the material, but to attend a session. It turned out that she was very interested in mysteries, or so she claimed. It never occurred to me to wonder why she wasn’t interested in her own mystery.

I was, of course, thinking to myself how serendipitous this was for Pam to own this print shop since it just might mean that I could get my magazine printed at a really reasonable price.

As we talked, Pam began to reveal things about her past that were beyond strange. When she had come to me for hypnosis, she was working in real estate and caring for her retired and dying husband who had been a former government employee. She told me that he was a physicist who had worked at various government labs, including JPL on the Mars Observer, and had spent most of his time working in an underground laboratory somewhere in Maryland or thereabouts. I had never asked her what agency her husband currently worked for, not realizing that it might be important.

She was telling me so many things that I found it difficult to assimilate it all. It was as though, in the years since the door to the idea of aliens had been opened in her mind, all sorts of associations had come together. It never occurred to me that this might be bait to attract my interest.

On top of her husband’s work, Pam had a high security clearance and had spent years working (or so she said) in certain office positions that gave her access to highly sensitive information. Finally I thought I understood why Pam may have been abducted. If her husband was a scientist and she had a security clearance, that might explain it. I shared with her my learning that families of government employees generally seem to be abducted more than the average person. She thought this was interesting, but still didn’t think that it applied to her specifically.

I was pretty excited by all of this. A real, potential witness to weirdness. What a find!

We discussed the magazine, finally, and she agreed that if I would come into the shop and physically help assemble it, in addition to having camera ready copy, she would be able to give me a considerable discount. So, I left feeling as though the fates were in my corner and all was going to be right. I also thought that this was a big opportunity – perhaps the one the Cassiopaeans had mentioned when they’d said back in October of the previous year:

October 28, 1994

Q: (L) We would like to know if you have anything to give in the form of a teaching?
A: Not ready for that yet; establish clear channel and forum first; one step at a time.
Q: (L) What is the forum?
A: What do you think?
Q: (L) Do you mean that we need to bring more people into this work?
A: Close.
Q: (L) We need to create a forum.
A: Yes. A direction will open if you persevere.
Q: (L) So things will be brought to us and happen for us if we just persevere?
A: Soon expect big opportunity.
Q: (L) I assume that we are not to ask what it is, we are to have faith, is that correct?
A: Yes. Danger you may misinterpret opportunity.
Q: (L) Should we all be able to realize in congruence whether the opportunity is good?
A: Varying degrees.
Q: (L) If there is a danger we may misinterpret the opportunity, could you give us a couple of clues so that when it occurs we won’t miss it?
A: At least one of you will have instant recognition but others may not. Wait and see.

My first interpretation of this “opportunity” was the fact that my friend, RC, wanted to dump her magazine. (See volume five of The Wave for the whole story.) A magazine was a “forum.” The next interpretation I put on it was that Pam had instantly recognized me, but I hadn’t instantly recognized her. And having an inside line to printing, especially since we were planning a journal, was definitely a “big opportunity” in terms of “creating a forum” one would think.

At the same time, I had joined Mike Lindemann’s ISCNI forum on AOL and had been invited to chat live, online, with his group in a sort of question and answer session. I felt sure that this also was part of the “forum” and might be the “big opportunity.”

But the fact that in none of these instances had there been instant recognition by any of the other members of our group, with the others doubting, still bugged me. What other “big opportunity” could there be?

It’s funny how we anticipate things in ways that never quite fit, and yet how desperate we are to make them true.

I brought the subject up with the Cassiopaeans:

December 30, 1995

Q: (L) We have a number of questions we want to cover tonight. The first thing is, in the early stages of this channeling process we talked about what it was we were supposed to be doing. We were told that the first thing we needed to do was “establish a clear channel.” Obviously, it has taken about a year to do that. The next thing that was identified that we must do was to establish a forum. What is this forum supposed to be in?
A: These are all questions to which you must discover the answers by learning, therefore, no further discussion is now beneficial.
Q: (L) Now the next thing was that a direction would open and that there was something amazing and wonderful just around the corner that I would recognize instantly and which would help me to know what to do. Has this already occurred and did I miss something?
A: Wait and see.
Q: (L) I was recently invited to give a talk to the ISCNI, that is, the Institute for the Study of Contact with Non-human Intelligence, which is headed by a guy named Mike Lindemann. I am rather curious as to the reaction from some of these people.
A: Lindemann and the others would best serve the “cause” if they loosen any rigidities that they may have found themselves “grooving into,” as this is an area that definitely does not lend itself to manifestations of rigidity in any way, shape, or form, whatsoever!!!
Q: (L) I think they are getting a little rigid because they feel they are under pressure from the scientific community to prove something. But, observable elements of the phenomena of aliens have progressed to such a stage, that trying to prove anything scientifically becomes moot. We don’t have time for double-blind experiments. We don’t have time to wait for FDA approval!
A: Persist and express the same thoughts you did here! Help Lindemann and others to see that they are dealing with a phenomenon that is better studied in a way that stresses an open learning forum, not a “scientific” study methodology. In all its forms, not just the “physical” agenda that is primarily sought by some and in fact, it is through the ethereal plane and methodologies that the clues and some of the answers lie for physical as well as ethereal factors. Tell Michael this verbatim: “You once had a more open mind, Michael, what happened?” Some of his most frustrating recent events in his life relate directly to this!! Trust your insights, they are assisting learning matrix.

So, I didn’t get any answers to my assumptions about the “big opportunity” that was supposed to happen “soon”, dating from the time of October of 1994. I had begun to wonder just what the Cassiopaeans meant by “soon”. For me, “soon” was a few weeks. Here, we had gone over a year with no real or definite “big opportunity” for establishing a “forum.” Further, there had been no “instant recognition” of anything by any of us.

As we have already discussed in these pages, the serendipitous meeting with Pam, at just the time I needed it, was also intertwined with the very strange kidnapping case of the young girl who so strongly resembled the murdered child from just prior to the time I’d first met Pam. I won’t get too side-tracked with that, but the session below was very much related to the overall situation at that moment, particularly relating to Pam:

January 9, 1996

Q: (L) Okay, Pam will be here on Saturday, so we will leave a lot of my questions for then. I don’t quite know how to ask this. It has become increasingly obvious to me that there is some sort of connection where JO [an unsolved murder of a local girl] was concerned, some synchronous connections between that murder and my so-called awakening, if you want to call it that. And I also noticed a connection between the life pattern, or change in life pattern, of Ted Bundy and certain UFO sightings, and cattle mutilations that were in his area of the country. Now, we have another girl who has come up missing at the very same time – in fact, the very day – that Pam and I were discussing the JO case. This new case has a lot of things that seem to be common to that old case, the most striking being the amazing resemblance of the two girls to each other. Did my involvement with the JO case [I was asked by law enforcement official to try to come up with some clues or hints through astrology and psychic impressions] have anything to do with opening the door of my mind to other phenomena, particularly UFOs and aliens?
A: Possible.
Q: (L) You can’t give me a clear answer on that?
A: Learn!
Q: (L) Okay. I had dreams about it. The work that I did on the case astrologically, the dreams I had about it, as well as certain impressions I received, convinced me that a particular individual was the killer. Was that an opening of my instinctual awareness in some way?
A: Maybe.
Q: (L) Was there some connection between JO’s murder and alien activity?
A: There is always this connection in one way or another, at one plane convergence or another.

This is actually a pretty startling remark when you think about it. Remember, of course, that the conventional definition of “alien” that we had grown to understand is not third density visitors from outer space, but hyperdimensional beings who are part of the control system of our world.

Q: (L) Was the murder of JO a mini-plane convergence?
A: What did we just say?
Q: (L) It seemed to me that was what you said, and I was trying to clarify it. Is that in fact a plane convergence can be defined as where one person’s plane of reality converges with another person’s plane of reality, and one or the other gets annihilated?
A: 4th, 5th and 3rd density is involved.
Q: (L) Is this true with all murders?
A: Discover and yes.

This sort of gives a different perspective to the subject of crime, most particularly crimes of violence. I was beginning to formulate the idea that each and every human being is a part of one or another of the cosmic archetypes and that their lives, their actions, their “scripts” could be identified with sufficient examination of their experiences.

Q: (L) Was my interaction into that reality a sort of entering into a point of plane convergence?
A: Flirting with the edges.
Q: (L) So, when a person is working on a murder investigation, or thinking about it, or applying thoughts, talents, instincts or whatever to the solving of this kind of puzzle, they are interacting with a plane convergence?
A: This represents one manifestation of the always present desire to return “home” to 5th density.
Q: (L) Okay. Well. Now, I want to get to the 64,000 dollar question. In the JO case, was my conclusion correct?

I was pretty obsessed with knowing the answer to this one, or at the very least having the answer I had come up with confirmed.

A: “Correctness” takes many forms and provides a window to many conventions.
Q: (F) What does that mean? (L) I don’t know.
A: Learn.
Q: (L) Was the man who killed JO known to her?
A: We recall advising a cautious approach, in order to insure that your lessons are learned not only accurately, but painlessly as well.

If I was correct, it was a very dangerous thing to know!

Q: (L) Could you suggest, just to get me on track here, a form of question that would be a cautious question? Then I can frame subsequent questions on that model.

I really wanted that confirmation! I was really stretching to find a way to get the Cassiopaeans to give me a final answer.

A: The issue here is not how to “frame” a question in such a way as to lure us into answering in the way you desire, but for you to learn most effectively. Do not have prejudice that there is only one thing to be learned from each response. “You never know what there is to be learned when you inquire with innocence and freedom from supposition.”

Since Frank and I were working alone, there was no one present to take notes. I had to stop and play the tape back to get the words from the above response, which had been delivered too rapidly to follow mentally. And, when I did, there was that blasted static that would roar on and drown out the important words, but would be completely absent in other portions.

Q: (L) I just played the tape back and it is all muddy. Could you tell us why we are having this problem with the tape?
A: Telekinetic wave transfer.
Q: (L) What is this telekinetic wave transferring?
A: Evolving energy.
Q: (L) Given off by us?
A: Both to and from.
Q: (L) From us to you?
A: You and others, not us.
Q: (L) Who are these others?
A: 4th density eavesdroppers, Pam’s involvement should “heat things up.”
Q: (L) Is Pam’s involvement going to be beneficial to this work?
A: Yes, but also expect anomalies.

And one has to remember that “beneficial” does not necessarily mean that I was going to like it. But, I was pretty focused on this murder thing. Sometimes I really have a one-track mind.

Q: (L) That is interesting. Are you going to tell me who killed JO? I am willing to give up my conclusion if necessary.
A: Learn. Review our previous response.

Well, the issue of Ted Bundy and the UFO sightings that occurred in the area of the country where he lived at the time he was purportedly beginning his murderous career had recently attracted my attention. I had thought it was strange that murder had been synchronously connected to UFOs in our own experience. I thought this might be a path to follow so that I could get the answer I was after.

Q: (L) Okay. Learn. Was there something about Ted Bundy, and the fact that his life seemed to disintegrate at the same time a lot of UFOs were sighted?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Was Ted Bundy abducted?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Was Ted Bundy programmed to do what he did?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) What was the purpose behind that programming?
A: We must withhold answer for the present.

This is an issue that went right over my head at the time.

Q: (L) Okay. Bundy described his murdering urges as a “pressure building inside” him that he couldn’t overcome, and it seemed to cause him to stop being “human,” as we think of it. That seems to me to be an example of an implant being able to overcome a person’s social behavior, or controls over anti-social tendencies. Is this also what happened to the person who killed JO?
A: Maybe.
Q: (L) Is there a connection between the newly missing girl, CB, and JO?
A: You are doing well in your probing of the knowledge within on this issue, we suggest continuance, after all, learning is fun!
Q: (L) So, it seems to me that there was a connection between the [physical] appearance of CB and JO. Could it be that the individual who killed one or both of them [we didn’t know if the second girl was dead or not] was programmed to respond to this particular type of facial features? Could that be part of the programming?
A: End subject.
Q: (L) What do you mean?
A: We have helped you all that is necessary for now on this matter. It is beneficial for you to continue on your own for growth.

Clearly there was an issue here and I was flirting dangerously close to it.

Q: (L) Can I ask just one or two more little questions in a different direction? I mean, this is like walking away and leaving me in the dark!
A: No it is not!
Q: (L) I would like to be able to solve this because the families are in pain and have asked for help.
A: Why don’t you trust your incredible abilities? If we answer for you now, you will be helpless when it becomes necessary for you to perform this function on a regular basis, as it will be!!!!
Q: (L) Well, frankly, I don’t want to be involved in any more murder investigations. It is too upsetting. Am I supposed to do this sort of thing regularly?
A: Not same arena.
Q: (L) Well, then how do you mean “perform this function?”
A: No, seeing the unseen.
Q: (L) Okay, shift gears. There are some issues with my son and the school. He wanted to attend regular school because he was of the opinion that he needed a break from home schooling. This has led to a number of incidents involving what can only be called gangs in the school. I am completely shocked by what goes on there over which the school seems to have absolutely no control. I mean, they have to keep policemen on campus because of the threat of guns and knives, and these kids today are actually dangerous! I think my son is miserable and even frightened in this violent environment, but he does not want to give up or be viewed as a quitter, or a baby. He is torn between his misery and disgust with the system, and his desire for peace. I would like to know why those kids attacked him the other day?
A: Attack.
Q: (L) You mean stimulated through fourth density?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Is there anything I can do to help protect him?
A: What do you think?
Q: (L) Well. I don’t know what to think.
A: Don’t avoid the issue, it is of paramount importance!
Q: (L) Yes, I think I ought to take Jay out of school. There is just too much attack going on from all directions at the present time, and that is one portal of attack that I can close off.
A: Instincts preserve third density experience.
Q: (L) Are you suggesting that there is some threat to his existence in third density if I don’t do something right away?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Is this threat from outside sources?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) So I need to pull him out of school now.
A: Follow instincts.
Q: (L) That’s clear enough for me. I have the feeling Jay is here for a purpose and that is why he has so much difficulty interacting with persons who are not as concerned about things as he is.
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Now, I want to ask about the Sheldon Nidle channeling?
A: Suggest you not waste energy on this.
Q: (L) There are a lot of people who are convinced by Sheldon Nidle that there is going to be a photon belt and a mass landing of UFOs in the fall of this year. Is this, in fact, going to occur?
A: People are very convinced by Bo and Peep.

The following week, Pam attended her first session. Since the Cassiopaeans had said that her presence should “heat things up a bit” and that her involvement would be “beneficial” to our work, I had the idea that she might be good for the reception. Since she had been present when the Black Boomerangs appeared, I reasoned she must have some special psychic tuning of her own. I was also extremely curious to see if the Cassiopaeans would finally answer the question about the appearance of these craft on that night in more detail. But, the sessions never go the way we think they will go; they take on a dynamic and life of their own just like any conversation that begins with weather and ends with the price of tea in China. The only difference was, we were having conversations with the Cassiopaeans, so there was some sensation of oceans of information lying in wait to be accessed if only we could formulate or stumble upon the right question.

January 7, 1996

Q: (L) We have Pam with us tonight …
A: Hello Pam.
Q: (L) Now, with all of us here, we would like to ask why the black, flying boomerangs showed up on the night Pam first came for hypnosis?
A: Examine issue carefully.
Q: (L) The first thing we thought about it was that this was a, if not necessarily rare, at least rarely observed type of craft, and the event itself was rare … is this correct?
A: It is rare.
Q: (L) Since the hypnosis session was not advertised in any way, and no mention of aliens or anything like that was ever made, it seems that it might have happened in response to this hypnosis session by knowledge obtained in ways with which we are not familiar. And, if that is the case, then it must mean that there was something or someone of interest at that hypnosis session. I have thought about it two ways: either the interest was in myself, and what I might uncover about aliens; or the interest was in Pam for some other reason – perhaps that she should NOT uncover anything about her own experiences. Which person were the UFO’s particularly interested in?
A: It was not a person, but information that is hidden in the subconscious memory of Pam.
Q: (L) Were they wanting to get this information?
A: No. To monitor what would be revealed.
Q: (L) Does this mean that Pam has information programmed into her before birth that she needs to access as you said I did?
A: No. Abductions.
Q: (L) They wanted to see if anything would be revealed about their abductions of her?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Okay, who abducted her?
A: Grays. 4 times. Snow scene was only 3rd density abduction. Abduction which occurred there was strictly physical. The others were 4th density. 3rd density abduction only occurs rarely, and is of great import.
Q: (P) Was my son abducted?
A: Frozen.
Q: (L) Why did they want Pam so bad that they would take her physically?
A: Do you have any ideas?
Q: (L) Maybe Pam has knowledge that she could access to work against these beings?
A: But real reason is more fundamental. Exposure.
Q: (L) Oh, they fear that she will act in some way to expose them …
A: Government proximities!
Q: (L) Oh! Well, Pam has pointed out that just because she was married to a scientist who worked at JPL doesn’t mean she knew anything. Does she know something that she doesn’t know she knows?
A: [It’s] not what she knew. [It’s] because of [her] proximity to consortium activity. [She was] implanted for possible future activation.
Q: (P) Was this related to what was going on under the mountain? (L) What mountain? (P) Just ask.
A: Not locator, personnel are factored.
Q: (L) Okay, it is not where she was so much as who she was in contact with?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Was it her husband?
A: Perhaps.
Q: (L) Maybe that is why there is a higher rate of abduction among family members of government employees, so that they can be activated or controlled for some reason if needed. (P) But my husband wasn’t really working on anything secret.
A: He had access to sensitive facilities.
Q: (L) So, Pam had an implant put in. An actual, physical implant. Where is it?
A: Behind sinus cavity.
Q: (L) What is this implant designed to do?
A: Activate behavioral control reflex and thought pattern generation and alteration.

Now, just stop and think about this remark. Implants that can “activate behavioral control” reflexes and that can generate thought patterns or alter thought patterns are pretty scary concepts. This suggests that, without conscious attention to our patterns of thought and behavior, we may be controlled in ways we have always thought were just our personality.

Q: (P) Is that why I can’t remember anything?
A: Some.
Q: (P) No, but I do have this memory problem in a big way. (L) So, can I say that this UFO appeared over my house on the night Pam was under hypnosis, to …
A: To monitor.
Q: (L) If Pam had revealed the details of her abduction, would there have been any repercussions?
A: Not in this case.
Q: (L) So, if Pam had gone to anyone for hypnosis, these craft would have appeared?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) You have already told us that this is extremely rare.
A: 3rd density abductions [are rare].
Q: (P) Does this have anything to do with Camp David?
A: Not the issue, it’s personnel! [Pam interacted with] many others!
Q: (L) Well, there seems to be an issue here that we need to get to. (P) Do the planes have anything to do with it?
A: It is up to Pam, the extent she wishes to retrieve and divulge, the many unusual experiences that were met, by Pam, with unusual indifference.

And here we have more of a clue about control of behavior and thought patterns. I had no idea at the time of the significance of this remark.

Q: (P) The first thing unusual was the geographic location of our house. Directly West of us was the mountain that housed all the communications to be used in the event of nuclear war. We were 13 miles north of Camp David. And, while we lived there, many, many things took place at Camp David that were of global significance. And we built a barn in 1982 ­and had bought the house in 1976 and never, in all the years that I lived there, did I ever notice these planes until we built the barn. If I had a stick in my hand, I could have touched them, that’s how low they flew. Right over my barn! The same days every week, and there was always two of them, and they never had a single marking on them; and they were propeller planes. And I wondered: what in the hell is this country doing flying planes, unmarked, propeller driven, and so low, over this area? This continued until we moved from that house. So, these planes came twice a week from 1982 until 1989. Well, after the first couple of times, I sort of just said: “Well, there are the planes.” So, what else is new?
A: Indifference.
Q: (P) I thought the planes had something to do with the mountain. Did they?
A: Maybe.
Q: (P) We knew they were flying under radar. Now that I am thinking about this, nobody else ever talked about these planes. It was like we were the only people that ever saw them, or only people who were at our house saw them too. My best friend who lived right up the road never saw them. I asked her: “Did you see the planes?” and she said, “What planes?” I mean, she was seven acres away and nothing in between!
A: Unusual experiences mount!
Q: (P) My husband also noticed these things and he would always say – he was less indifferent than I was – he would say: “What in the hell are those planes, and what are they doing?” (L) Why was Pam so indifferent? (P) Well, it didn’t affect my life, except that I was damn mad that it upset my horses. But then, the horses got used to them too, and they became indifferent! [Laughter.] Well, they came so often, twice a week. “It’s Wednesday, the planes will be here!”
A: More … continue probing …

It is clear, in retrospect, that the Cassiopaeans wanted Pam to talk so that I would get a clue here. But I was, sad to say, blissfully unaware!

Q: (P) The planes came from east to west, and in the west was the mountain …
A: Catoctin.
Q: (P) [Amazed] That is the name of the mountain! (L) What is it? [I had never heard this word before.] (P) The tunnel where all these facilities were … under Catoctin Mountain. Camp David is near, too.
A: And MUCH ELSE! Mount Weather, Virginia. And why did you live in area … helicopters? What brought you to Maryland?

Why did they say, “helicopters? What brought you to Maryland?” It went right over my head.

Q: (L) What does Mount Weather mean? (P) The underground tunnel ­– everybody in town called it “the tunnel” – but there was nothing around there to ever give anybody the slightest clue as to what it was. In fact, I lived there for quite a long time before I knew it existed. And, on top of the mountain there was a weather station. My husband was doing electron microscopy – cancer research.
A: REALLY?
Q: (P) It was a photographic lab.
A: So what? Helicopters, Pat? We are asking you!

And they brought up the helicopters again.

Q: (P) Well, the helicopters in Fredrick went over our house every time the president was at Camp David. But, that was our house in Walkersville not in Emmetsburg. When we first moved to Maryland. Sometimes the helicopters were unmarked.
A: You see, Pam is resistant due to experiences, things don’t “phase” her easily, programming, etc.
Q: (L) So, all of these things happening around her, the planes, the mountain, the helicopters … (P) But the helicopters, I knew it was the President either going to or coming from Camp David.
A: Resistant, not resisting.
Q: (L) Is the term “resistant” a clue?
A: All is a clue here!

So, there was something important about the helicopters and it was connected to what brought Pam to Maryland. But none of us were picking up on this. Pam kept diverging from the subject, and the Cassiopaeans indicated that she was “resistant due to experiences.” Then, they made the curious remark that “things don’t ‘phase’ her easily” and that this was related to programming. Well, nobody can say that the Cassiopaeans weren’t doing everything they could to make a point! I just wasn’t paying attention. Later experiences were to suggest strongly that Pam was, indeed, programmed and that this programming had deprived her of normal human feelings of compassion and empathy.

Q: (P) Isn’t that just my personality, that if it doesn’t affect me I don’t bother with it?
A: Yes. Shoot somebody in front of P, and she says: “Oh well, that’s life” so, to discover spectacular things, one must be patient and probe carefully, no hasty assumptions, please!! There is much to be retrieved, revealed, studied. Let Pam digest it, and report back later.

This extremely odd remark, “shoot somebody in front of Pam and she says: ‘Oh well, that’s life,’” was certainly the last desperate effort to get me to pay attention; but I was just too convinced that Pam and her print shop were the answers to my prayers that I didn’t want to hear it.

Q: (L) At the time there were all those sightings around here on the night we did the hypnosis session with Pam, why did so many other people see them?
A: Window was “blasted.”
Q: (L) Okay, we have the magazine ready to go out and the articles are somewhat controversial. Can we have an indication as to whether there will be a positive response to this issue or not? I don’t want to turn people off by being too radical.
A: Wait and see.
Q: (L) Pam is having some serious problems at the present time; can you help her with these?
A: Networking works!!!
Q: (P) Is there a light at the end of the tunnel?
A: Networking works!!!!!
Q: (P) I would like to know about the apparitions of the Virgin Mary at Conyers, GA, as well as this book “Mary’s Message to the World” and all the other messages about the End Times that are coming out all over?
A: The forces at work here are far too clever to be accurately anticipated so easily. You never know what twists and turns will follow, and they are aware of prophetic and philosophical patternings and usually shift course to fool and discourage those who believe in fixed futures.

And that was that. In retrospect, it is easy to see that the Cassiopaeans were trying to get me to see something about Pam in their exchange with her, but I was too excited about getting the magazine printed to care about anything else. They had said “network,” and I was networking like crazy! Or so I thought.

Pam decided that she wanted to become a regular member of the group. We thought that her energy was pretty compatible, and she was a lot of fun to be around with her dry and witty comments, so we agreed. The most curious thing happened, however. This session that Pam attended was made almost unintelligible due to static on the tape. The only other time this had happened was just a few days previously, after meeting with Pam, though she was not present. After a couple of earlier experiences with different glitches with our recording equipment, we had certain procedures we followed prior to the session to make sure that everything was in order. We had performed all the checks, and everything was working. But still, the static was there, most often when Pam was speaking. In fact, the next session with Pam, we used two tape recorders and both tapes were nearly impossible to decipher. In the six years of working with the Cassiopaeans, this only happened during the time we were interacting with Pam. Fortunately, we take a fairly good set of notes even while recording, so I was able to reconstruct the sessions from the notes.

At this point, I need to go in a slightly different direction in order to explain the first question in the session below.

In January 1995, the Reiki master the Cassiopaeans had directed me to in Wave 2 (the right Reiki master, that is!) had presented me with copies of the now infamous KRLL papers. They had been given to her and she passed them on to me, knowing of my interest in UFOs. I was perfectly amazed to discover threads of the same material that the Cassiopaeans were delivering woven throughout this purported communication from an EBE (Extraterrestrial Biological Entity).

We had heard about the KRLL papers from some people at MUFON, and we asked the Cassiopaeans about them even before we had read them. This extract will give the reader some idea of the great amount of discussion and commentary that went on amongst the group during the sessions. Sometimes it was a colorful melee of comments and differing opinions.

January 14, 1995

Q: (L) Now, I want to ask about these KRLL documents that my Reiki teacher, SB, has told me about and is sending to me in the mail. Tell us what is the background and validity of the KRLL papers. Terry knows more about them than I do. Supposedly it is some kind of exposition written by an alien being, revealing the government conspiracy. Were the KRLL papers valid? (T) KRLL was supposedly a prisoner of the United States. (L) Was there really such a being as KRLL?
A: Semi.
Q: (T) Is there any validity to the KRLL papers?
A: Semi.
Q: (T) Was it dictated by this alien being?
A: Maybe.
Q: (T) Was it put together by a human?
A: Semi.
Q: (T) Is this in the same area of UFO lore as the Cooper and Lear and Lazar and Bennewitz stuff?
A: We have told you many times … Laura, pay attention … Listen!
Q: (L) Well, you say “semi.” Semi means half-way. Is it half true or half-way true?
A: Whoa! Calm down! Patience! We are trying to tell you something important, and you keep asking questions. We have told you many times to communicate with each other and network and share ideas, because that is how you LEARN and PROGRESS! But, you are beginning to rely on us for all your answers, and you do not LEARN that way!!!!!!! Now, try this, you will be thunderstruck with the results: Each of you has stored within you unlimited amounts of factual and “Earthshaking” information. This information was put into your consciousness in order for you to retrieve it in order for you to learn. Now just start by holding a discussion about the last series of questions you were trying to ask us, and “let it flow.”
Q: (L) Well, if John Lear and William Cooper are saying basically the same thing the KRLL document is saying, where did they get their information?
(T) One of the rumors going on was that Moore or Lear or Bennewitz, one of these, was the one that had written the KRLL papers. There was some talk that KRLL may have been an acronym used by the government to identify this being who gave the information, which is the basis of this document.
(L) To your knowledge, would Lear or Cooper ever have been in a position, or did they ever at any time claim to have been in a position, to observe any of this activity written up in this document themselves?
(T) I don’t believe that either of them have ever claimed to have been in a position to have physically observed any of this or to have been in the underground bases. They were working with information they claimed to have gotten from other sources.
(L) And what do they claim their other sources are? Unnamed?
(T) A lot of them are unnamed. Moore and Cooper claim they have inside government sources. I believe Cooper is the one who claims that he at one time worked for the military.
(L) Is he the one who claims that he was the intelligence analyst for the Admiral of the Pacific Fleet or something like that?
(T) Yes. There are several versions of the Cooper papers as he modifies and updates them. He didn’t change anything really, he just cleaned them up, re-edited them and added to them.
(L) Okay, if this is the case, it would seem to me that a person would have a much better chance of having something believed if they presented it as coming from a human source who either observed or saw it. Why would they say that this is an alien dictating this when that is so far and away more unbelievable? It seems to me that if they were making it up they would have far better chance if they said a human extracted this information from documents rather than that it is what the alien said. That would almost tend, in a backward sort of way, to make you think that maybe this KRLL dude, maybe it was true. But, the only thing about that is, if it was an alien, especially if it was an STS alien, how much of it was true? That’s the question.
(T) Well, KRLL was supposed to be one of the standard Grays.
(L) Well, then, maybe we can’t rely on anything he says. We can rely on the fact that it is possible that it was an alien who gave this information, but if it was one of the standard Grays, then we have been informed as to who and what they are and we have to look at the information itself as being unreliable, not necessarily the human who revealed the scenario.
(F) Well, it is not necessarily unreliable even if it is an STS source.
(L) Yes, but as STS they would undoubtedly only give information that would tend to service their position.
(F) That would seem to be the case if you look at it from the obvious angle. But, that is not necessarily true. Just because it is an STS alien, and, in fact, a cybergenetic being, that does not mean that the information is necessarily inaccurate for several reasons. For those of us who have reached a certain level of understanding, our first assumption would be that it is inaccurate, so it could be a reverse psychology ploy. Give accurate information, get those who are at a higher level of understanding to think it’s inaccurate, when in actuality it is accurate.
(L) Well, do you know what it said? From what SB tells me, it says, basically, what we have been getting from the Cassiopaeans.
(F) Well, then it is accurate.
(L) We can’t make that assumption!
(T) If this is a standard cybergenetic Gray, the question is how much biological is he? Is he biological enough to pass a dissection?
(L) Sure, I think. There are purported reports of autopsies of these guys, and they just can’t figure out how they feed because they are reported to have dead-end alimentary canals. [Strieber, Majestic, 1990]
(F) They are cybergenetic, but they look and function exactly like a biological being. If you go inside of them you will find blood and fibers and tissue and microscopic evidence …
(L) The microscopic exams, from what I have heard, reveal that they’re more in the line of a plant …
(T) Yes.
(F) Which, of course, would indicate that they have been grown!
(L) Yes. Imagine chromosomal linking of human genetic information with that of the plant kingdom!
(T) You could literally grow hundreds of them easily.
(L) And plant them like seeds … and, apparently that is what they have done. People have come back who have been taken to these ships and have seen walls of containers growing these things. Like a room in a hot house.
(F) Well, there you go. We have gotten information which indicates that the Grays have access to both dimensions because they are probes of the Lizzies. And this gives us a further clue as to what a strange place fourth level is if such probes can be grown like plants. And, what level must fully souled fourth density beings be when we are fooled into believing their cybergenetic constructions are the real thing!
(T) Does this mean that the abilities of the Lizzies, since they have to create probes to enter our density, would not be any more advanced than, say, your everyday spirit [soul]? Without the Grays, would they be able to interact with us at all?
(F) Yes.
(L) Yes, they are, they have, they will and they do from all reports I have studied.
(F) But, there are several problems. One is their appearance is very, very alarming …
(J) They would garner a lot of attention if they walked down the street.
(T) It depends on how they dress themselves! [Laughter]
(L) They can shape-shift.
(F) They can shape-shift, but only for a limited period of time.
(L) Because it takes third density energy to do that.
(F) That brings up something, when we were talking to Susy on the phone the other night, Susy and Barry mentioned the Men In Black. The Cassiopaeans said that the Men In Black were Lizard beings. In many reports of Men In Black, they have been described as very strange in numerous ways. Their voices have been described as sounding like they come from an echo chamber, and …
(T) Well, when we asked about the Men in Black in one of the sessions, what did the Cassiopaeans say? That they are “projections.”
(J) Exactly, maybe that is a clue, maybe that is how they come into our reality: as projections from fourth into third.
(F) But, there is one case that always sticks in my mind, and it took place relatively recently, on April 28, 1978, a guy in Maine who had been doing UFO research, was accosted by a single Man in Black. He said the guy was very strange in many ways. He had pink … his face looked like it was covered with make-up, and, in fact, when he touched himself at one point and his face started to smear as if it was completely covered. And then, he suddenly got up and said: “Have to go now … run-n-n-ing out of e-ner-gy.” Then he walked out of the house and staggered down the drive. They guy said that at that point he became somewhat disoriented as he watched the Man in Black start to stagger …
(L) He was not the Energizer Bunny! [Laughter.]
(F) And then the man saw a light that he at first thought was the headlight of a car, but the Man in Black walked into the light and was gone.
(J) Projections! That’s how they move from fourth to third!
(L) They [the Cs] said they project as a “triage.” Remember. It was something like travel in space/time.
(T) Well, we have gotten off the discussion of KRLL, but we have certainly been led into some pretty amazing conclusions about fourth level.
(F) All of what we have worked with over the years – the ideas of it being a nuts and bolts phenomenon, which I originally thought too – and it’s clear if one has been following the whole phenomenon closely, it has evolved, actually, from a nuts-and-bolts perspective, and I am not knocking nuts-and-bolts, but those who are really looking with an open mind are seeing that this is far more.
(L) Alright, here it is guys … [had been looking for references to Men In Black]

Q: Who or what are the Men in Black?
A: Lizard projections.

(T) We got onto that because we were asking about the projection of the guy in the Camaro that showed up in my driveway.

Q: Does this mean that the Lizards are just projecting an image of a being?
A: Yes.
Q: The Men in Black are not real in our physical terms?
A: Partly correct. You do not understand technology but we will describe it if you like. First we must explain further “time travel” because the two concepts are closely related. The first step is to artificially induce an electro-magnetic field. This opens the door between dimensions of reality. Next, thoughts must be channeled by participant in order to access reality bonding channel. They must then focus the energy to the proper dimensional bridge, the electrons must be arranged in correct frequency wave, and then the triage must be sent through realm curtain in order to balance perceptions at all density levels. Triage is as follows: 1. Matter; 2. Energy; 3. Perception of reality.

(L) In other words they send through …
(J) Holographic images.
(T) They transmit energy that takes matter here and creates what we perceive, and what we perceive depends on what they expect to see, which the Lizzies have to tap into first before they do the triage … that is the “reality bonding channel.” If you are open to see Men in Black, even if you don’t know what they are, then at some level of consciousness …
(L) It is like doing a back-flip through the realm curtain.
(F) But I think this is not just limited to Men In Black.
(L) Listen to this! [Reads from transcript.] Several times I have heard references to big rectangular boxes, I would like to know who these belong to?
A: Lizard projections …

(L) What are they doing, projecting their whole damn reality into our world?
(F) Well, apparently part of the whole process of going from fourth density to third density is the projection process itself. This also, of course, explains much of what we have read and heard about in terms of higher phenomena. You cannot ground it at all. So many people have fallen off the track by expecting to capture metallic craft and dissect them, and, while that does happen … that is where material science falls apart. It is stuck in a vicious cycle.
(J) Yes, and it is using its own rules to make itself obsolete!
(F) Right!
(T) So, the bottom line is, we have simply gone beyond the KRLL stuff, the Cooper and Lear stuff, and so on.
(F) Which is one of the reasons why the Cassiopaeans keep telling us to stop asking these stupid questions.
(T) There’s another thing that is even more interesting and that is that we are not alone in this density, there are other beings on other planets also. And, it just may be that some of them are coming here just to throw some more stuff in the soup to keep us confused as to which or who is what.
(F) I have a feeling though that probably everything that we have experienced in the UFO area over the many years is a passage from higher levels of density to this one. I don’t think that we have ever experienced a third to third transfer. That is just my feeling. And, it is only just now that people are beginning to realize that. In other words …
(T) Well, that is what Vallee thinks, along those lines, so he is just looking at interdimensional, because …
(F) But Vallee is also a material scientist so he is examining it in a scientific way. He is a little more open-minded than some who would just say it is impossible because we haven’t discovered it yet … but he is doing it in a very careful way.
(L) Well, have we done enough with KRLL?
(T) Yeah, I think we have done more than enough with KRLL.

At that point, we turned to other subjects.

In February 1995, when I was invited to visit Hilliard, the elderly gentleman who told me about the Coral Castle, I first became aware of the Matrix books, which were assembled and published by Val Valerian. Hilliard showed me his library, which contained the Matrix books. I saw them on the shelf but did not actually have time to open the covers. He assured me they were full of interesting information. At the time, I had no idea of how they would connect to the KRLL papers.

A week after the above session in which the KRLL papers were discussed, I had received them from SB and had read them by the time of the next session. I decided to ask a couple of follow-up questions. This session was in January of 1995, a year before the time we are discussing in our chronology.

January 21, 1995

Q: (L) Okay, give me a quick yes or no answer on this: Dr. Paul Bennewitz – reliable [source]?
A: No.
Q: (L) Is his statement, as it is recorded in the KRLL papers, falsified?
A: No.
Q: (L) Is any of that statement true?
A: Partly.
Q: (L) Who is O. H. KRLL?
A: No one.
Q: (L) Is O. H. KRLL a group?
A: Symbolism. For documentary purposes only, your government likes code names.

This last remark seems to indicate that the individuals responsible for the KRLL papers may be government related.

Q: (L) Are you implying that this piece of work was put out by the government for dissemination of the subject matter? (J) Is it disinformation?
A: Complex.
Q: (L) Give us a percentage of factual information in this document.
A: 43%
Q: (L) Are you saying that 43% is factual?
A: Close enough.
Q: (L) Okay, so, in other words, this has been planted by the government. Was it put out with the intention of giving out some factual information …
A: No. Planted? No.
Q: (L) You are saying it was not planted? (T) It was leaked purposely?
A: Your government is operating on many cross-purposes, very complicated!

Again note the government reference and the implication that there may be elements in the government who are interested in informing the public along with those interested in misinforming the public and various combinations of both activities.

Q: (T) Even the simplest things are very complicated with them. Okay, question: The U.S. government …
A: On purpose!
Q: (T) Very true. Question: the government, our government, the U.S. government, according to what you said earlier, is holding thirty-six craft of one kind or another that they have gotten in one way or another. How many other governments have alien craft?
A: All is one.
Q: (L) We already have a one-world government is what they’re saying. (T) Yes, they’re just waiting to make it official somehow.
A: Has been so for long time, as you measure time.
Q: (L) Let me ask this one before the tape runs out and we take a break. What is the “ultimate secret” being protected by the Consortium?
A: You are not in control of yourselves, you are an experiment.

In any event, as I was reading the Matrix books through the month of October 1995, I noticed that the KRLL papers were actually part of the Matrix books. I was also pretty overwhelmed with the material itself, as anyone who has read the first three volumes one after another with very little stopping to eat or sleep, will understand.

There was an address in the books and I decided to write to Val Valerian and send him some of the Cassiopaean material – the raw transcripts from the first few sessions – and query him about his sources. I figured that if I expected him to answer any of my questions, I needed to share what we had quid pro quo. I included my phone number and was surprised when, a short time later, he called me on the phone.

Val was very curious about the Cassiopaean contact and mentioned the fact that it was really disconnected and a mess in terms of needing editing, suggesting that he would be interested in doing it and publishing it in an upcoming Matrix book.

Since I was interested in getting opinions from other people on the Cassiopaean material, I thought that this was a golden opportunity to network with other like-minded people. I agreed to send Val everything we had received up to that point. But, before I took that step, I tried to find out what I could about Val Valerian. RC, the young Jewish woman who lent me the Matrix books, (I was later given a set), told me that his name was really John Grace and that he was a retired Major in the Air Force. That made me even more nervous about sending our files.

In November, he called again. During the course of this follow-up conversation, whereupon Val was urging me again to send the files, I told him I had figured out his real identity and that I had been thinking about what the Cassiopaeans had said about the KRLL papers and his own connection with the military, and that I had concluded that he was the author of the KRLL papers.

There was a long, pregnant silence before he recovered and evaded the issue adroitly, leaving me with the impression that, since he was the author, I should be even more inclined to trust him because we were on the same side, so to speak. I again agreed to send him the files, including the discussion about KRLL as recorded above, and the session about the 3-5 code discussed in volume four.

After, I didn’t hear from Val. On December 2, 1995, I asked about this:

Q: (L) Now, tell me about this guy Val.
A: Learn through active pursuit of contact and observation.

But Val was not responding to the several letters I sent. I didn’t have a phone number, and I was not aware of an e-mail address at this point, so I didn’t know what else to do.

On December 16, 1995, I again asked why I had heard nothing:

Q: (L) Why haven’t I heard from Val?
A: “Push buttons” more. Ask for more contact.

Well, I did, but I was beginning to suspect that the “learning through active pursuit of contact and observation” might not be such a positive thing in this particular case.

But then, he called in twice in late December, and again in January to ask follow-up questions about the material I had sent him. I had the distinct feeling that I was being probed for something, but could not identify what. He asked me to send him everything as it came through. I agreed to do so and sent the files up through mid-December.

Then silence again. Now, with the background necessary for the following session, this brings us back to our chronology:

January 13, 1996

Q: What is going on with Val Valerian? He was calling every week, and I have not heard from him in almost a week.
A: He lost track of time.
Q: Why did he lose track of time?
A: Busy with many projects. You must contact him because we see his desk topped with mounds of “stuff.” He is interested, but just not for some period. [Short pause.] Isis has uterine or cervical abrasion from birth process. [Isis was my dog who had recently produced five puppies, two of which died a short time after birth because Isis was too ill to care for them. It had been several days, and the whole family had been moved into the kitchen for warmth, and so we could hand-feed the babies. This comment was volunteered with no question asked.]
Q: What can I do to help her?
A: Vitamins A, D, E and a solution of Goldenseal root to be placed in food.

We took a break from the session to carry out these instructions. They were, apparently, effective because Isis showed marked improvement over the next two days, and was completely normal at the end of about ten days. After tending to the little canine family, we returned to our session.

Q: Next question: How does one determine if they are channeling a third-density dead dude, or a higher-density being?
A: Corrections and clarifications needed: “Dead Dudes” are 5th density beings. Either they are stuck in 3rd density, or they are communicating from 5th density, not 3rd density!! They are not 3rd density [beings]! 1st density includes all physical matter below the level of consciousness. 6th density is uniform in the level pattern of lightness, as there is complete balance on this density level, and the lightness is represented as knowledge. 7th density is union with the one … it is timeless in every sense of the word, as its “essence” radiates through all that exists in all possible awareness realms. The light one sees at the termination of each conscious physical manifestation is the union, itself. Remember, 4th density is the first that includes variable physicality!! Ponder this carefully!!! And, remember, there is only one “God,” and that the creator includes all that is created and vice versa!
Q: [Three names were given of scientists who worked for the U.S. government, asking if they were part of the reason Pam had been abducted and implanted as was described in the previous session. All three names were lost in static bursts, but the response to all three names was “yes.” The last name was recorded in the notes and was Bob Nathan at JPL. Then, the following remark was made.]
A: Big involvement there! Microwave technology has many applications. Laser, ELF, electromagnetic.
Q: (P) Was my husband’s last assignment … [remainder of question lost in static]?
A: Was used, but not consistently.
Q: (P) Was what my husband was told about the job he was doing a complete lie, or was it the truth?
A: Close, but a few details off.
Q: Was it because he was too strong willed to be controlled by an implant, that he was retired?
A: He was trained in applications, not reversal of command instructions.
Q: Does that mean that he wouldn’t have sold out to the ones who put in the implant, that he was loyal to his employer?
A: Not quite correct concept, it means that he could not be relied upon to reverse “course” upon activation of subliminal instructions.

These last two remarks are extremely interesting in that they suggest that there are individuals who are implanted and/or programmed to “reverse course” of command instructions upon activation of subliminal instructions! Now that’s a scary thought!

Q: (P) How could I be used to monitor personnel when I never noticed anything as being unusual?
A: Very complex, in fact, parallel subject. Pam is “locator probe” for the purpose of monitoring those in her midst. Telling is not important, reading is. Besides, most of the work performed did not involve conscious awareness.
Q: (L) Is this still going on?
A: Partly, but also, Pam could be used as a probe to monitor all events taking place at JPL and other laboratories by examining aural imprints of her husband and others with whom she was acquainted. All events leave permanent imprints upon aural energy fields. This explains, for example, some sightings and apparitions. “Ghosts” are sometimes merely spontaneous activations of the aural records of the natural surroundings.

And, of course, it just never occurred to us that Pam or Sandy might be being used in this capacity in our group.

Q: [Question lost in static burst, but apparently about her third-density abduction in 1987, at the beginning of which she saw a “blue-white light” ahead on the road in the snow. She had been convinced that the incident was a “ghostly encounter” with her recently deceased aunt.]
A: No, Pam, the “blue thing” you saw was not an aural imprint reading, it was a 4th density craft partially transferred into 3rd density. Your deep subconscious memory remembers much, much more.
Q: (P) Does the knife incident have anything to do with it? The memory of my son cutting his thumb with a knife, immediately after the blue light incident?
A: Yes. Screen memory.

We had many guests at the next session. This was the session where the “aura” photographs were taken of all the participants as well as our hands on the board. Since that portion has already been discussed in Wave 1, I will exclude it here and only insert the remainder of the session. Most of the questions were Pam’s, and covered a number of subjects of health topics with interesting answers that might be considered to be of general interest. However, since most of the session time had been taken up with the photo session, we were all tired and the asking of personal questions is always extremely draining, so it’s a very short segment.

January 27, 1996

Q: (P) I would like to know what I can do to improve my memory?
A: You have sleep disorders that are “short circuiting” what would ordinarily be utterly spectacular psychic and mental abilities. When you were very young, your senses were 10 times sharper. But then, the “interferences began.”
Q: (P) That is absolutely true. I have had a sleep problem for years. Is there anything I can do to overcome this? Physically or otherwise?
A: Cleansing of a very intensive nature; hypnotic regression; spirit release and dietary adjustments. Also, stress inducing life circumstances of a very “ordinary” nature must all be deviated! Ordinary, in this instance, means not of an ethereal nature directly.
Q: (P) Well, I have taken several steps in that direction.
A: Some, but it is like putting a “Band-Aid” on a gunshot wound.
Q: (P) What is the implant I have made of?
A: Silicon based micron definitive construct.
Q: (P) Is this why I have this scar?
A: Scar is manifestation of scar in being.
Q: (S) I have been having some serious problems with joint pain in my fingers and I would like to know what to do to make this better because I think that taking pain pills is something that hides the symptoms and does nothing for the cause.
A: Not true, S, sometimes pain killers cure cause as well as symptom. This is simply reversal of therapy. The symptom dies, thus cutting off the energy flow of the causative problem. Then the root cause dies if its “fuel supply” is interrupted for an adequate duration.
Q: (L) Will this work on me?
A: You need to utilize herbal therapies and nerve or neural blocking techniques, such as self hypnosis and acupuncture.
Q: (L) Well, I have been having such horrible pain in my leg that I am unable to walk without a cane. What is causing this pain?
A: Tissue nodular grains passing through vascular region affected by mild thrombosis. Try spirulina, for starters.

This last session, which was also the one when the aura photographs were taken, was the beginning of another simultaneous thread of weirdness of that time period as I have already detailed in the story of Lilly and Sandy and the Reptoid Rape, in Wave 2.

The next day, Lilly called to inform me that Sandy was involved with a coven of some sort. I was sure that, even if it had been true in the past, Sandy was a reformed person. There was just no way she could participate in something like that one night a week and then sit in on our sessions on another. And she had been so devoted to helping me recover from my accident that I simply could not believe she was still connected to any of those people.

But, of course, this was also the same time period that I had been sent the information about the Greenbaum programming and I was somewhat concerned with Lilly’s revelations about Sandy and the remark under hypnosis that she and Sandy had been part of the same programming set, which I took to be a group. Not only that, but there was the receipt of the Elaine and the Sisters of Light material at precisely the time that Lilly made her revelations to me about Sandy. Was I looking at another aspect of the hidden control mechanism? The whole thing was so unlikely and so crazy that I was really stretching my credulity to even deal with it on a rational basis. But heck! When you talk to sixth-density light beings via a ouija board on Saturday nights, how unlikely and weird can anything be?

In retrospect, I can see that I was being taught to see the unseen by the assembly of all these people around me.

The adventure of the hero is always a passage beyond the veil of the known into the unknown. The powers that watch at the boundary are dangerous. To deal with them is risky, yet for anyone with competence and courage the danger fades.

In the Banks Islands of the New Hebrides, if a young man coming back from his fishing on rock, towards sunset, chances to see “a girl with her head bedecked with flowers beckoning to him from the slope of the cliff up which his path is leading him; he recognized the countenance of some girl of his own or a neighboring village; he stands and hesitates and thinks she must be a mae; (an amphibious sea snake) he looks more closely, and observes that her elbows and knees bend the wrong way; this reveals her true character, and he flies.” (Campbell 1949, 68)

Within just a few days of this last session, I was nearly on the verge of total physical collapse. The ear infection had exploded again; my eyes were inflamed and oozing sero-sanguinous fluid constantly, and I was pushing myself to get the magazine finished no matter how sick I was. The final straw was when the infection dropped into my lungs.

Q: (L) If you will bear with us tonight, we would like to ask a couple of health related questions.
A: Yes.
Q: (L) First, is this sickness that I am experiencing part of an attack?
A: As always.
Q: (L) Is there anything I can do to terminate this kind of attack?
A: No. Prevent? Yes!
Q: (L) What can one do to prevent these kinds of attack?
A: Always watch all portals! Those around you are all portals always!
Q: (L) So, there are portals all around. If that’s the case, it seems that you could spend all your time watching all of them and never get anything else done!
A: Incorrect, when portals are activated, you will know if you are watching!!! Your problem has been “falling down on the job,” especially not being aware of the danger presented by those closest to you. You tend to expect attack to always come from more or less disassociated parties, and you frequently confuse issues: mode and source!

So, the Cassiopaeans were taking their gloves off and plainly telling me that my health was deteriorating due to my associations with certain people. I am ashamed to admit how dense I was and that I just could not conceive of how innocent and friendly and seemingly helpful people could be instruments of attack. I mean, what was I supposed to do? Lock myself away from human interaction altogether? How could anyone in their right mind believe that there was anything dangerous or negative in any of them? They were just average people like me, trying to function in their own, personal, dysfunctional ways, just like me and everybody else on the whole blasted planet!

Q: (L) Well, is this especially true as we are on the verge of getting the magazine out and getting some things out on the Internet?
A: Of course, that should be obvious.
Q: (L) Does that also include Pam suddenly developing aches and pains every time we try to get the work done?
A: Yes, and expect more.
Q: (L) Well, I am so sick that I am ready to throw in the towel.
A: Throw in the towel?!? It’s too late!! And besides, your life will dramatically improve if you persevere, as we have told you.

Another issue at the time was Sandy and her problems with her mother and sister. Her mother was in a retirement home and Sandy was constantly stressed because her mother was complaining that she was being mistreated at the home, that she was missing meals and so forth. I knew that Sandy had been adopted by a well-to-do older couple – pillars of the community – and I also knew that Sandy had spent many of her early years as a Motorcycle Mama with the Outlaws motorcycle gang.

As I have already discussed, I knew there were skeletons in Sandy’s closet, and I felt that she had been horribly abused in some way, even if she would never talk about it, and even if she had been involved in gang-type murders with the Outlaws, I was sure that it was only on the periphery and not by choice. I knew from things other people had told me that once one is inside one of these gangs, it is almost impossible to get out.

But now Sandy was a reformed person. She had experienced an epiphany when her boyfriend had died, had given up her old ways, enrolled in massage school so that she could help people, and I had met her at the Reiki group. After my accident, knowing that she was a masseuse, I had called her for therapy. During the course of therapy, we had discussed the Cassiopaeans and she had been very excited to attend a session. After her first, she was so enthusiastic and full of helpful ideas and actions that she became a regular part of the group.

My own mother, who had taken the home nursing course as described in Wave 2, was asked by Sandy to take on the case of her mother in preference to the assorted cases she was handling for the home health nursing agency she worked for. The pay would be the same, and we discussed it and felt it would be preferable for my mother to care for someone who was close rather than a continuous series of assorted strangers as was the case in agency directed work.

So, a lovely little house was obtained and set up for the care of Sandy’s mother, and the two ladies were moved in. Little by little, very dark things about Sandy’s mother were revealed. She proved to be one of those manipulative, vicious and self-centered old people who really need to be in a retirement home because no one else can possibly deal with the demands they make. And that was just the third-density perception.

My mother was complaining daily to me about how it was just not worth it to try to care for this woman because she simply needed round the clock nursing and refused to do anything for herself. To ice the cake, Sandy’s mother, even though she was not able to take herself to the bathroom or feed herself or move at all, demanded to be made up every day, have her hair done professionally, and to be dressed fashionably at all times, including spike heels! And just one person, who was herself elderly, was supposed to do all of this twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

But, there seemed to be something much darker going on, though I could not put my finger on it. After enjoying very good health for all her life, my mother began to have serious health problems. She couldn’t sleep at night because Sandy’s mother rang her bell every two or three hours to be taken to the bathroom and refused to wear an absorbent undergarment at night because it was not “aesthetic.” Well, I can understand that, but I also was thinking about the fact that this woman apparently had no regard for any other human being on the planet other than herself.

I tried to talk to Sandy about it. I realized that we had made a mistake setting this situation up. But Sandy couldn’t speak to her mother, it seemed. She could see the problems when she was away from her, and would resolve to do something about it; but the instant she was in her mother’s presence, a change came over her and she was afraid to say anything that would upset her mother because she was so needy for her mother’s approval.

At the same time, Sandy herself didn’t seem to have any wish to take any responsibility for her mother herself.

I asked Sandy to take her mother on weekends, but she was always unable to do so for one reason or another. She would say that she was coming to take her to lunch, or to her own home for the day, or just to administer meds and get her mother to bed so that my mother could have an hour’s rest. But she always managed to not do any of these things and to have endless excuses as to why she couldn’t. Yet, for some reason, I had nothing but sympathy for Sandy. I really thought that Sandy ought to be able to manage these things herself like anybody else, but she was so pitiful and seemingly grateful for every minute of my time that I felt guilty for resenting the many demands placed on me.

I was, of course, caught in the middle. My mother had given up her very nice apartment to undertake this job, and, in a surprising switch, Sandy was claiming that the costs of the house and utilities ought to be considered part of the payment, so that my mother rapidly arrived at a point where she had very little funds in the bank to make a change even if she wanted to.

The whole situation was rapidly drawing to an explosion and I knew it. I pleaded with Sandy to speak to her mother and let her know that if she could not have consideration for the fact that she was very well cared for to have a full-time day nurse to attend to her needs in the environment of her own home, with comforts and advantages that were simply not available in the retirement home setting (it was a very depressing place with tiny cubicles for rooms, and no privacy), that she would have to go back to the home and give up her freedom altogether.

Sandy just couldn’t do it.

And I began to think more and more about the coven that Sandy was supposed to belong to, according to Lilly, and the Greenbaum programming, especially in terms of her mother being one of the powerful women who ruled said cult behind a facade of ordinary life. Could it be possible that Sandy had been adopted by these people, well-to-do pillars of their community, and that her parents had been a part of this cult or some sort of coven? Could it be possible that Sandy, herself, had been subjected to Greenbaum and or cultic programming as a child, and that she had multiple personalities, one of which acted for the cult, and the other of which was just ordinary Sandy?

These were absolutely crazy ideas!

Now, the curious thing about the whole Sandy episode was that Sandy had originally been a member of the Reiki group that I have already discussed in Wave 2. She was very close to those Metaphysical Church people who, in the end, tried to kill me.

But, Sandy had become very close to me. Not only did she attend all the sessions and contribute financial support to the recording materials and computer materials necessary to produce our little printed extracts, she was also readily available for the therapy sessions that the doctor prescribed three times a week. I had chiropractic and massage on alternate days so that I was actually receiving therapy six days a week – with very little improvement.

Now, in short, here is the curious chain of events: because my child was ill and I needed to find work that I could do at home, I met Frank. Because of the investigation into the murder of the twelve-year-old girl on the East side of the county, I was laid up in bed and read the UFO books brought by Frank. This connected to Pam and the incident with the Flying Black Boomerangs. This was followed by the major deterioration of my health. The health problems led to the Reiki group through my mother. At the Reiki classes I met Louise, Candy, Trudy, Reverend Ruth, Sandy and that whole crew that tried to kill me.

Through Candy I also met MT, a woman who owned a metaphysical book store, who introduced me to RC, who referred Lilly to me. And through RC I fell heir to the magazine of which sent me to the print shop to reconnect with Pam. So, I had been being passed around, or so it would seem, in a large circle.

Of course, my mind was working overtime to explain all of these things in a rational way. I did not want to fall into the trap of “believing and thereby making real” in terms of the Greenbaum, and maybe if I hadn’t been doing that, I would have noticed things sooner.

Little by little I started to get the idea that something was not quite right with this scenario. Every interaction with Sandy and her mother resulted in a serious draining of energy or sickness. My mother was constantly sick after undertaking the care of Sandy’s mother. And, at this point, a new scenario began to develop. Every interaction with Sandy in the group resulted in an argument or misunderstanding. On several occasions, these disagreements almost led to the giving up of the project altogether.

I think the reader may be getting some idea of how truly complicated and strange this whole time period was. Anyway, this was the situation at the time of the next session. I had not mentioned anything to Sandy about the things Lilly had said. I was beginning to watch things, however, and was keeping my own council. But, apparently, Sandy had something on her mind.

A few days after the session Lilly had attended, which Sandy had left early because of a headache, and after Lilly had conveyed to me the information about Sandy and the cult activity, Sandy had confided to me that she believed she was soon going to die because of several disturbing dreams she had experienced. Naturally, my sympathies were engaged and I put aside everything to deal with her concerns.

Q: (L) Sandy has had several dreams about a storm coming and having to batten down the hatches and relocating …
A: Sandy must inquire.
Q: (S) In my dream, it was either a physical move, or a moving on to something. Am I moving out of town in a physical way, is it a spiritual moving on, or am I moving in a different direction in terms of my path?
A: That is four questions at once.
Q: (S) Am I going to be leaving the area?
A: Do you desire to?
Q: (S) No, I don’t.
A: Then why would you expect that you would?
Q: (S) Well, that’s what the dream was, but I know it’s symbolic. Do you think maybe I could be moving on, hopefully spiritually? What does it mean, my moving on or relocating?
A: Vague.
Q: (S) Well, I just wonder in what way … [At this point, I became impatient with Sandy being unable to simply voice her worries and I jumped in.] (L) Sandy has said that she thinks this dream means she is going to die …
A: Sandy, ask your questions directly, please! If you “beat around the bush,” we will also!
Q: (S) Will I be moving into fifth density soon?
A: What is “soon?”
Q: (S) Will it be sometime this year?
A: Only if you do something that might best be described as “ill advised.”

The next question in this session relates to an odd comment the Cassiopaeans had made about a year previously, which I will insert here so that the next parts of the session will make sense:

Q: (L) I would like to know how many lifetimes I have had as a human being?
A: That is open to definition.
Q: (L) Well, on planet Earth.
A: Including Neanderthal?
Q: (L) No, let’s skip those.
A: Okay, then it is 79 in broken sequence.
Q: (L) Broken by what?
A: Other planes.
Q: (L) The same question for Frank?
A: Same exactly.
Q: (L) How many for Sandy? Same?
A: No. Not correct definition of answer.
Q: (L) What would be correct for her?
A: Not same exact sequence. 72 plus 4 as special learning channel “hold back” on contemplative plane AKA 5th density level.
Q: (L) Sandy is a fifth-level soul?
A: No. Spent 4 sequence hold-overs there.

Now, back to Sandy’s question in the chronological sequence:

Q: (S) Because of all these dreams about me moving on, could it have something to do with, like, in an earlier session you said that I was a, umm, I was held over in fifth density as a learning channel. Now, I must have been learning something important to be held over as many times as I was. Will whatever I was learning in fifth density come in handy in this lifetime, maybe?
A: What do you think you have been doing for the past year, as you measure “time?” And, what is “moving on?”
Q: (S) Progressing?
A: Yes!!
Q: (S) You mean that what I am learning here, the knowledge I am getting here?
A: That is beside the point, somewhat.
Q: (S) The only other thing is therapy … is it the channeling?
A: Both, and more to come.
Q: (S) Well, I feel like I am just wasting my time in doing the therapy …
A: Let it flow, Sandy, don’t worry about what all the twists and turns along the way mean … it is the destination that matters, and that is not for you to know yet.
Q: (S) In all these dreams, I am repeatedly packing up to move. I have never had dreams that repeated over and over. This is a first for me …
A: Have you ever had other “firsts?”
Q: (S) Yes …
A: Did you panic over those?
Q: (S) Sometimes.
A: And what happened?
Q: (S) I survived.
A: So … ?
Q: (S) I just learn from them and grow from them … (L) And don’t we just answer our own questions?

At this point, Patrick, Pam’s son, who was also present, had been bouncing in his chair in his impatience to ask a question:

Q: (PK) I have a question … the lady who took the aura pictures the other night told me that I can astrally project. Is this true?
A: Everyone can.
Q: (PK) America has a flag, does Cassiopaea have a symbol?
A: We have given two.
Q: (PK) I want to know if they can put something directly in my subconscious. I need proof.
A: Proof, what is that?
Q: (PK) What is proof? Never mind. I’m afraid to ask.
A: Ask, what do you think we will do? Disintegrate you where you sit?
Q: (PK) The rumbling … does everybody have this … the rumbling sound in my head?
A: Vague, but we will answer if “everyone” were to choose to have it, then everyone would have it.
Q: (L) What is it that Patrick perceives as a rumbling in his head? Apparently, when he turns it on, it has a pronounced effect on his aura.
A: Turn on a radio between channels, and what do you hear?
Q: (L) Static.
A: That is not the issue. Turn on a radio that has its tuner between channels, and what do you hear???
Q: (L) You hear sort of a roaring sound. And this would imply that the radio could be tuned.
A: Yes.
Q: (PK) And that is what I need to work on?
A: If you wish.
Q: (L) I don’t know too many people who can turn this on and off …
A: But you know people who have it “on” all the time, and always tuned.

Now, before we continue with the session, let’s go in another direction for a moment to investigate this most interesting remark about sounds in the head. As I was working on this particular segment, the new issue of Nexus magazine arrived (Vol 8, No. 1), in which there was a most interesting article by Gavin Dingley, ParaSETI, ET Contact via Subtle Energies. As I was reading through this article, I came across the following information, which I have condensed somewhat, so the reader may wish to read the original article. I should also note that no specific notes were attached to the information in the article, and we have written to Mr. Dingley for footnote sourcing, so the accuracy of the information has not been confirmed. So, having said all that:

Thomas Townsend Brown is a guy who is known in some circles for his work in antigravity propulsion. Supposedly, Brown discovered a link between gravity and electricity based on the electrical condenser or capacitor. Brown hypothesized the existence of something he called “radiant energy”, which he thought was present throughout the universe and that it might be gravitational in nature, though it was undetectable by instruments.

He was told by the experts that such a wave was impossible because it would require gravity to be bipolar – to be able to repel as well as attract. Later in his life he worked with Alfred Biefeld, a former classmate of Albert Einstein who was also very interested in gravity.

Biefeld had already considered the possible gravitational effects of charged electrical capacitors after studying the work of Faraday, the “Father of Electricity.” Faraday is being quoted to say, “Electrical capacity is to gravity, as inductance is to magnetism.”

It is well known that when current flows through a coil of wire, a magnetic field is generated. The coil is able to store electrical energy within the magnetic field generated. An electrical capacitor is something that is made up of two sheets of metal separated by a dielectric insulator. When an electrical potential is applied to the two plates, it causes the molecules of the dielectric to align with the electric field.

So, perhaps, the energy stored in a capacitor is a gravitational field in the same way electrical energy is stored in the field of a coil.

In 1930, Brown entered the U.S. Navy and was on staff at the Naval Research Laboratories in Washington. While investigating different substances for use as dielectric material, Brown noticed a curious phenomenon: the resistivity, or insulation ability of some materials would change over time.

He next noticed that this phenomenon followed sidereal and diurnal changes; that is to say, it was influenced by solar and lunar cycles. He also noticed that some material would generate spontaneous radio frequency bursts. He also found many granitic and basaltic rocks to be electrically polarized, which is to say they acted like batteries. And, again, the amplitude of these rock batteries were influenced by solar and lunar cycles.

A station was set up to monitor the changes in the electrical self-potential of these rocks and it was thought, for various technical reasons, that the effect was gravitational in nature.

After World War II, Brown was working in California when he made another interesting observation: he found that the patterns of the rocks’ electrical potential did not match the ones recorded in Washington. The rocks used in the Washington experiments were different to those used in California ­– that is, from different deposits, not different in terms of type. So from this observation, Brown concluded that different rocks are tuned to different bands of this radio frequency energy.

Brown concluded that this energy is the radiant energy he had hypothesized earlier. He thought that this energy was a high-frequency gravitational radiation, which was being constantly emitted from astronomical objects in outer space. While some dielectric materials would pick up the radiation and convert it directly into electrical energy, others would convert the energy into DC electricity. Not only that, but these rocks were tuned to only a portion of the total radiated energy present throughout the universe. This means that your average lump of basalt is a natural gravity wave AM receiver, tuned to only a few specific radio stations.

Another researcher named Gregory Hodowanec was working on developing a sensitive electronic scale and noticed slight differences in the weights he was using. He found that putting a capacitor in the right part of the scale circuit counteracted these variations. After investigating further, he discovered that the Earth’s gravitational field was the problem because it was not stable, it fluctuated. His scale was so sensitive that it picked up these variations as changing values in his weights. He then concluded that his capacitor, which had been an inspired attempt to solve his problem, was able to pick up the gravitational variations and convert them into an electrical signal.

Hodowanec then went on to develop an amplifier wired to a current to voltage converter, which was connected to the sensing capacitor, while its output was fed into a standard voltage amplifier that in turn drove a loudspeaker. The signals received by this simple circuit were described as being similar to whale song. This is not conclusive, but it is remarkable that structured audio signals were received by this simple device.

Hodowanec thought that his device received monopole gravity waves, different from quadrapole waves described in Einstein’s general theory of relativity. Also, while the gravity waves theorized by Einstein were limited to the speed of light, these monopole waves described by Hodowanec were alleged to reach any point in space in one Planck second. (10E-44 sec.) Hodowanec also suggested that electronic equipment had been receiving this gravitational radiation for a very long time, but it had been mistaken for 1/f noise. It is similar to what you get when your radio is not tuned to a station, which is a sort of rushing water sound. However 1/f noise has a deeper sound that some describe as roaring. Technically speaking, it is a whole spectrum of random frequencies which have equally random intensities, but for the most part, the lower frequencies are higher in intensity than the higher frequencies, which is why it has the lower or roaring sound.

Hodowanec hypothesized that the universe is filled with this radiation and that the detected isotropic microwave background radiation that is supposed to be the echo of the Big Bang is actually gravity wave emissions. Hodowanec also found that Auriga and Perseus in the Milky Way were the sources of many natural, yet unusual, audio signals. He suggested that the general background noise can be altered, or modulated, by the passing of large astronomical bodies, which cast a shadow over these emissions. This means that when such radiation is demodulated, one would hear the movements of planets, stars and galaxies. Much of the high-frequency radiation is generated by astronomical processes such as stars going supernova, star quakes and even to tectonic movements within nearby planets.

So, it seems that there are many signals throughout the universe. Many of them are natural and high in frequency. There may also be transmissions of higher intelligence among them, waiting for a tuned receiver to read them. (Dingley, 2000.)

And, speaking of transmissions, let’s get back to our interrupted session:

January 27, 1996

Q: (L) Okay, next question from the list: Sheldon Nidle has written a book called Becoming a Galactic Human. He has said that the Earth is going to go into a photon belt sometime this summer, that there is going to be three days of darkness, and the poo poo is going to hit the fan, so to speak, the aliens are going to land in the late summer or the fall, and they are all coming here to help us. Could you comment on these predictions?
A: No.
Q: (L) Is a fleet of aliens going to land on Earth and be announced by the media in 1996?
A: No.
Q: (P) In 1997?
A: No.
Q: (L) Could you comment on the source of this book, Three days of Darkness, by Divine Mercy?
A: Source?!?
Q: (L) Well, is there going to be three days of darkness in 1998 like it says?
A: Why does this continue to be such a popular notion? And, why is everyone so obsessed with, are you ready for this, trivia … ? Does it matter if there is three days of darkness?!? Do you think that is the “be all and end all?” What about the reasons for such a thing? … at all levels, the ramifications? It’s like describing an atomic war in prophecy by saying: “Oh my, oh my, there is going to be three hours of a lot of big bangs, oh my!!”
Q: (L) Well, you didn’t say it wasn’t going to happen in the fall of 1998. Is it?
A: First of all, as we have warned you repeatedly, it is literally impossible to attach artificially conceived calendar dates to any sort of prophecy or prediction for the many reasons that we have detailed for you numerous times. [Note: the fluid nature of the future. Probability, etc.] And we have not said that this was going to happen.
Q: (L) I know that you are saying that this three days of darkness is trivial considering the stupendous things that are involved in realm crossings. But, a lot of these people are interpreting this as just three days of darkness, then wake up in paradise. I would like to have some sort of response to this question.
A: You should already know that to attempt to apply 3rd density study and interpretations to 4th density events and realities is useless in the extreme … this is why UFO researchers keep getting 3 new questions for every 1 answer they seek with their “research.” If you ask without anticipation, we will always give you not only the most correct answers to each and every inquiry, but also the most profound answers.
Q: (L) Previously you told us about the Southwest region of the United States becoming fourth density. Will the people who live there become fourth-density beings? Or will they be third-density beings in third density?
A: Some of both bleed-in and bleed-out.
Q: (L) Recently Frank had an experience where he heard me calling him as he was going in his door. Then, he heard Jason talking to him here in my kitchen when Jason was up in bed. He was worried that it meant something had happened, but it was apparently nothing of the sort. So, what was it?
A: Increased awareness of ethereal imprints.
Q: (L) When I was standing at the washer the other night, I heard someone clap their hands very loudly right behind me. Nobody was there.
A: Same.
Q: (L) You said earlier that if I just persevere that my life will improve dramatically and immediately. It’s getting pretty hard to hang in here. So, when you say this, do you mean really sudden and in a big way?
A: Open.
Q: (L) Are you going to give me any clues on this?
A: No.
Q: (PK) Do you ever laugh?
A: Yes.
Q: (PK) Do you miss being in third density?
A: Do you miss being in 2nd? Or first?
Q: (PK) Are you laughing at us?
A: Yes. And no, Patrick, we were 3rd density beings in fact we are you in the “future!” We were you, and we are you, and we were 3rd density. Do you understand the significance of the last statement, or would you rather just brush it off? We are you and we were you and we were 3rd density but we are not now 3rd density and you are not yet 6th density.
Q: (L) How do you spend your time?
A: Teaching, sharing, assisting.
Q: (L) What do you do for fun?
A: That is fun!
Q: (P) With each other?
A: No.
Q: (P) With who?
A: Densities 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
Q: (P) Do we all have a guardian angel? Each and every one of us? One to a person?
A: Not correct concept.
Q: (L) How do we get assistance from higher realms?
A: By asking and …
Q: (L) What is the limit to the kind of assistance we can receive?
A: Limit?!? We live within a realm that includes no such thing!!!
Q: (L) Well, the angel thing is pretty big nowadays. There are an awful lot of angels running around. My first thought was, ‘What better way for the bad guys to deceive than to appear as angels.’
A: Not true!!! STS CAN appear as entities incorrectly perceived as “angels,” but if it is really a sixth density being, incorrect perception is not possible.
Q: (L) I don’t understand. There are a lot of beings who deceive people. They produce phenomena, they do any number of things including making people feel good, have dreams, and all that. What do you mean that incorrect perception is not possible? It happens all the time!
A: No.
Q: (L) Well, what is the story here?
A: Your perception abilities are short-circuiting due to vibrational interaction.
Q: (L) Are you saying that, if there is anywhere in you a question about what you are perceiving, then the very existence of that question is an indication that all the rest of what you are perceiving could be false?
A: Part of the equation.
Q: (L) So, if it is really a sixth-density being, it will blow you away to such an extent that there is no question in your mind?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Now, what is the other part of the equation?
A: Well, why do you question us? First of all, you question us because the communication is limited at this point … you are not yet prepared for stronger envelopment.
Q: (P) So, I should continue to pray?
A: All goes to 6th density.
Q: (P) Okay, let’s say that I have a little child who is dying of leukemia, and I am praying with everything in me, and the child dies anyway. I don’t get it. What’s the deal here?
A: Wrong. If child dies, that is your lesson profile.
Q: (P) Well, why isn’t my lesson profile with this particular situation that is going on in my life right now, why isn’t it continuing? I thought that maybe I need to …
A: Is it over yet, Pat?
Q: (P) No, it isn’t over yet, but …
A: So, what is your question, if it is not yet concluded?
Q: (P) Can you feel what I am thinking?
A: Yes.
Q: (P) So, why do I need to ask?
A: Because we never interfere with free will.
Q: (P) If I continue to pray, things will continue to get better?
A: Things will stay on their intended course.
Q: (P) Are you telling me that my life has been predestined?
A: No. If you continue to pray, there is no chance of your lessons being interrupted or deferred. Clarify.
Q: (P) Well, that sounds like it is going to continue, it is not going to stop.
A: No, clarify means to solidify your understanding of the answer.
Q: (P) Well, I don’t understand. (L) I think it is pretty clear that the things you are experiencing are part of the lessons.
A: Whatever that is … i.e.: que sera sera.
Q: (P) But then, we are back to pre-destiny?
A: No, lessons.
Q: (P) Well, how many damn lessons do you have to get?
A: As many “damn” lessons as you need!
Q: (S) What about the prayers that are directed to Jesus?
A: Jesus is one of us in “special service” sector.
Q: (L) Like a Green Beret?
A: No, more like a “beige beret.”
Q: (L) What is a beige beret?
A: Just our term.
Q: (P) Well, I have just always wondered if this praying business is a bunch of malarkey. If I pray a rosary, I am praying to the Virgin Mary. Who is she? Where is she?
A: “She” is here too.
Q: (P) Does that prayer go directly to her and does she then send you out to do whatever?
A: She is not really a she. And when you write to “Ann Landers,” does she really see it? And Good night.

As well as the brewing storm in regard to Sandy, it was becoming very evident that our involvement with Pam was far more complicated and problematical than I had ever anticipated. We had started the project at the beginning of January, and already I was becoming unwillingly embroiled in Pam’s control games with her children and her dying husband. The whole family dynamic had presented itself in the beginning as so very charming and loving. As I spent more time with them on the magazine project, more and more secrets – ugly secrets ­– bubbled to the surface.

It became clear that Pam had bought the print shop business in order to be able to totally dominate her children. It was also clear that her children, aged 20 and 17, were completely and totally irresponsible and undesirous of being dominated.

With a dying husband and mounting medical bills, Pam had also endeavored to exert controls on her children by buying both of them expensive new cars as well as a forty-thousand-dollar sports car for herself so that they could maintain their images as business owners.

The children, Patrick and Shayna, thought that the print shop was their personal bank and that it was supposed to finance their every whim – even without completing the many orders that were placed by customers. They would take initial payments on large business orders, close the shop and go out to eat and party and sometimes not return to the shop for days.

Pat laughed at this in an indulgent manner for some time. But then the bills began to pile up and the investment income from her other sources began to dry up, and her husband’s pension and inherited trust fund payments were not nearly enough to keep up the car and insurance payments. And, angry customers became more and more frequent, making Pam embarrassingly aware of what her kids were doing when she wasn’t watching.

Pam was at her wit’s end. She would be at home caring for her husband and would call the shop to see how the kids were managing things, only to find that it was closed and they were gone. Little by little she confided to me her concern over Patrick and his apparent substance abuse problems as well as her perception of her daughter, Shayna, as a flighty, promiscuous borderline mental case. Pam was constantly dragging Patrick to doctors for horribly toxic and mind controlling drugs such as Prozac and other anti-depressants. She was convinced that if he failed to take his medication he would turn into a monster, and he would certainly fail to take his medicine if he did not have his mother’s constant attendance.

I was unsure why she felt this until she began to reveal that he had violent tendencies and had physically attacked both his parents on occasion, even throwing his father’s oxygen tank into the swimming pool. Pam had to call the police several times. Each time when the police arrived, Patrick would beg her forgiveness. And each time she would refuse to press charges.

On one such occasion, he had stormed out of the house and had taken her car and disappeared for two weeks with her credit cards. It turned out that he and a friend had been partying in New Orleans, visiting whorehouses and eating in fine restaurants. She attributed all of this behavior to his failure to take his medication, and she was determined to keep him under her thumb; thus, she bought the print shop after he had expressed interest in the printing business.

Shayna, a more-than-plain girl with little but air between her ears, was proving to be a teenage slut of the first order. She had picked up a very sleazy boyfriend at a nightclub who glommed onto her because of her fancy car and access to fast, easy cash. More than once I observed him brazenly opening the cash drawer in the shop and taking out money for dinner and movies for himself and Shayna, who was simply gaga that such a slick guy would pay her so much attention; never mind that he was doing it with the customers’ money and no work was getting done for that money!

Pam tried to control all of them and get the print shop to run, but it was a losing battle. I was practically desperate to get the magazine finished and Pam began to manipulate me to that end. She couldn’t get to my magazine,which had been paid up front, until other, even older, backed up orders were finished so I ended up spending many nights in the shop helping her get the orders out. But, we could only do that if Patrick showed up in condition to run the presses, which was problematical at best. He would disappear for days at a time, showing up bleary eyed and sullen with no explanation for where he had been or what he had been doing.

And worse still, he was hitting on my daughter and she was completely insensible to any warnings I gave her that she was being sucked into a black hole.

It was turning into a nightmare. My dreams of producing a magazine and getting it to the Gulf Breeze conference were rapidly fading, my daughter was being drawn into the clutches of a family that I was beginning to see as Tobacco Road incarnate, while Sandy and her wicked witch mother lurked like spiders in the background. I resolved to keep my cool, navigate these treacherous waters as best I could, and try to get out of this minefield with as little damage as possible.

Meanwhile, as if things were not crazy enough, another weird element was introduced into the situation. Against all odds and opposition, I finally had all the layout done, the copy was finished on the computer (I had to learn the program by doing it), and we were ready to print. At this point, a man came into the print shop talking big money and big print jobs. He was a huge guy, over six and a half feet tall, puffing a cigar and punctuating the verbal dollar signs he was scattering through the atmosphere with smoke rings. Pam and her kids, desperate for more money, hung on his every pronouncement of how he was the answer to their prayers; they were sitting on a gold mine in their print shop, and he was just the guy to turn every ream of paper to riches. I could see my magazine being shoved to the back room with every word.

Not surprisingly, all of a sudden, Pam and her kids were no longer interested in the magazine or anything but the promises of gold and glory being spun by the mysterious stranger. I couldn’t get anyone to answer the phone at the print shop; no one answered the phone at Pam’s house and I was feeling desperate again at the thought of all my hard work being locked up and inaccessible to me. At least my daughter seemed to be seeing the light and was distancing herself from Patrick. I counted my blessings on that one.

Then Pam called. Something was not right with the mysterious stranger. Things were also getting weird in her life. She needed to talk to me and ask the Cassiopaeans some questions. Well, finally! The light was shining through and everybody was going to figure out all their issues and start acting like human beings again.

As best I could make out from the very confused tale she recounted to me, this mysterious man was taking control of her son and filling his mind with promises of big money while, at the same time, not coming up with any money of his own to back up his big words. Not only that, but the stories he recounted to all of them about his experiences as an undercover agent were getting stranger and stranger.

He claimed to have been a spy against the Nazis during World War II and he also claimed to have been single-handedly responsible for bringing down the Outlaws Motorcycle Gang. (The mention of the Outlaws Motorcycle Gang was a really creepy thing since Sandy had spent so many years in that environment. It was just another of the many crazy connections threading throughout this drama.)

He also claimed to have been forced to divorce his wife and abandon his family to do this job, which was a great and noble sacrifice on his part, though no reason was ever given as to why this had been necessary. Further, after it was all over, and all this was supposed to have taken place in Tallahassee, he had re-married her, they had a child, and this child had convinced him to give up the cloak and dagger life, which was why he was now looking for promising businesses in which to invest lots of money. The only problem was, the money didn’t seem to be materializing.

He promised to show up with a large check to put down on a big job for Patrick that was going to be the start of their future money-making enterprises; however, this event kept getting put off over and over again. So Pam was becoming suspicious and thought that they were being taken for a ride by a con artist. She expressed this opinion to her son, and Patrick was so taken in by the man that he fell out with his mother and spent more and more time away from the shop, which meant that less and less work was getting done.

I really wanted out of this mess, but I didn’t know what to do. I knew that Pam was not in any position to pay back the money I had already paid her to purchase the paper, which was still sitting unused in the shop. I knew I couldn’t just take my paper to another shop and get a similar deal where I could do some of the work for a lower cost. I also knew that I didn’t have the money to just go to any print shop and get the whole thing done from scratch. What’s more, time was growing short. If we wanted to have a thousand magazines to take to the conference, it had to be done pretty soon!

As it happened, the very day that Pam called me, right after she hung up the phone, the mysterious stranger came in to the shop to reassure her that he would be dropping off some big money in the next few days. He had his wife and child with him. The only problem was, as Pam expressed it to me when she called later, the child was only about eight or nine years old, and the woman was clearly in her seventies or thereabouts. The man, himself, didn’t look to be much over forty, so all the numbers regarding when he was doing what just didn’t add up.

Pam was mystified.

I was disgusted with the whole thing. I couldn’t figure out why Pam just couldn’t see that the guy was a con artist from the word go. And why did she keep hanging on his every word when he hadn’t put up a single dime?

Well, she came over wanting to discuss every detail of what this man had told her, every thing he had told her son, dates and times and just the whole scenario and it was so bizarre as to baffle the cleverest mind. He couldn’t be old enough to do all the things he claimed, and his wife wasn’t young enough to be the mother of a pre-adolescent child.

Well, we decided that the guy was a complete fraud and con artist. I just wanted him gone and my magazine printed. Apparently, Pam had been ashamed to call me for advice without being able to produce something of what was supposed to have already been finished, and she had prevailed on Patrick to print the inside pages. So, Frank and I were invited to the shop the next day to get all the pages of the magazine assembled. Now, all that was left to do was to print the covers.

So the next evening, there we were, in the print shop after closing and the doors were locked. The presses were running in the back, and Patrick seemed to be more stable than usual. He was working hard and doing a very good job. I was thinking that things might work.

A knock came at the door.

It was the mysterious stranger just dropping by to say that he would be there with the big check in the morning. He was full of all kinds of apologies for having had to leave town on a special assignment that was an emergency. Never mind that he was retired from cloak and dagger stuff. There was an emergency that only he could handle! Now he was back, and all would be well! Then, out of the blue, in response to no question whatsoever, he began to point by point give explanations for all the difficulties we had found with his story, including the fact that he was from a family that just simply did not show their age, even though he was now claiming to be well into his sixties. So, naturally, that explained how he could have been a spy against the Nazis and still look young enough to go undercover with the Outlaws Motorcycle Gang.

His wife, on the other hand, had been horribly injured because of some of secret agent work, and that was why he had had to divorce her – for her safety – and when they remarried, she was still undergoing plastic surgery that “went bad” and that was why she looked so old. But she was really much younger than she looked, apparently. However, they had dreamed of a regular family and had gotten help with in vitro conception, even though she was still older than she should have been to have a child, while being younger than she looked, and so on and on.

No problem. Everything was explained.

The only thing was: no one had asked any questions about these things or voiced their doubts and questions; at least not to his face.

Yet, he had just stood there and, point by point, in the same order we had discussed them, answered every question we had established as important in our private conversation of the night before. My back was to him, listening as I worked on collating pages, and I can tell you that my jaw dropped to the floor when he started on this subject. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and my skin felt like it was going to crawl off my flesh. I had the most bizarre sensation of time stopping and I almost froze in my rhythmic paper stacking motions; I had to force myself to keep working and to show no sign of surprise or curiosity. Then, just as if he had done what he came to do, he gave everyone a cheerful good night and left.

We all turned around and looked at each other with our mouths hanging open, our eyes as big as saucers, and said, “What the heck just happened here?” The three of us could hardly speak. We could only sit and look at each other and feel like the laws of the universe had been violated somehow.

After a few minutes Pam said, “Jesus H. Christ! It was just like he had been listening to us talking last night!”

And she was right.

We called Patrick out of the press room and told him the story. He looked at all of us with disgust on his face and pronounced us paranoid.

Well, maybe we were.

But perhaps we had a reason to be. The next night, Frank was at his job, sitting at his desk, when he stood up to go to the water fountain. As he rose from his chair, he turned and looked at the window of the office building where he was employed, and there, standing and staring inside, was the mysterious stranger. As soon as he saw Frank stand up he began to move away as if he had just been passing by, but it was too late. Frank knew he was being watched.

Frank called me when he was home and told me. The main thing we couldn’t figure out was how did this guy know where Frank worked and what his schedule was? I called Pam to see if she had told the guy anything. It turned out that even Pam didn’t know where Frank actually worked.

How did this guy know? Why was he watching Frank? Who was he and what did he want? How did he know about our private conversations at my house? What was this deal about the Outlaws that connected him in a strange way to Sandy?

Pam had become so frightened by these incidents that she had called the local law enforcement offices to inquire and complain. The day after she did this, the man showed up and made vague, threatening remarks about how traitors were dealt with permanently and that guys in law enforcement always shared information with each other. He didn’t say anything specific, but was generally vague and indirect. Nevertheless, Pam nearly had a heart attack!

So, it seemed that some questions were in order. The next session was attended by a number of guests, including a friend that Lilly had brought. The Cassiopaeans were uncharacteristically sharp with Sandy and I was aware of all kinds of cross-currents of energy flowing around the room. For some time, Sandy had been in charge of note-taking, and it was a constant struggle for me to work with her notes because she was careless and easily distracted. It seemed that the Cassiopaeans weren’t too happy with this state of affairs either, or they were trying to convey something to me through their remarks to her:

February 3, 1996

Q: (L) We have several questions tonight. Do you have any particular messages for anyone here first?
A: The need to deliver messages flows naturally, there is no way to “choreograph” it by requesting a specific “time” for this procedure. And, please tell Sandy to relay specifically when we place words in quotes!!!!! It is annoying to not get messages properly transmitted when it is important for each entity receiving to absorb every detail of the given messages as it is intended. We have up until now not said anything about this, in the hopes that she would learn this by herself, but alas, she has not. Therefore, we regret the necessary reprimand. Sorry Sandy, but now please be aware that you have been told, and do not make this error ever again!
Q: (L) Goodness! All I did was ask if there was a message for anyone!
A: But it is important for you to continue at the same steady pace.
Q: (L) Can I continue with the questions now?
A: Obviously, it is always possible to do all that you desire to attempt.
Q: (L) First question: there were rumors on the internet that a respected scientist described a ship in orbit around the planet Saturn, which was said to be as large as the planet Earth. And, supposedly, he said that the photographs from the space probe that sent back the pictures of Saturn’s rings, showed this ship clearly with portholes in it. Is this thing seen in orbit around Saturn, described by this NASA scientist on television, which I cannot confirm because I did not see it, is it, in fact, an artificially constructed craft of some sort?
A: No. It was an artificially constructed tale.
Q: (L) Okay, there is a fellow, TF, who has been hanging around Pam’s print shop, who has a very strange story about his past and present. The funny thing is, all the odd things about his story that we were discussing recently, he explained point by point the following day as though he had been listening to our conversation and knew of our doubts and suspicions. Who is this guy and what are his objectives where Pam is concerned?
A: Best not to discuss issues which threaten to interfere with free will directive. Suggest you stay “on your toes” with this one!
Q: (L) Is there anything about this that you can tell us that does not interfere with free will?
A: Have you not thought to gently inquire of the individual in question? And if not, why not? Generally, those involved in a ruse, be it simple or complex, are uncomfortable with graduated incremental disclosure!
Q: (L) Is one of the reasons you cannot discuss this more freely because we have such a large group this evening?
A: Who says we are not discussing it freely? Subtle answers that require effort to dissect, promote intensified learning.
Q: (L) Okay. I made the observation that if the fellow was a government spy, he would certainly have had a better cover story that the one presented. Am I on the right track?
A: Maybe.
Q: (L) And, sometimes it seems that alien programmed or controlled individuals do not have stories that make sense, or are consistent, because maybe there is some lack in their understanding of human culture. Am I on the right track here?
A: Sometimes is not all times.
Q: (L) Well, the guy is really huge and has size 17 feet … he looks like a Nephilim to me! Am I on the right track?
A: It would be more fun if he had size “35” feet!

Notice the curious reference to the 3-5 code! What were they trying to tell us?

Q: (L) Who has size 35 feet?
A: If you meet them, “give us a call!”
Q: (L) Are you joking with me? All kidding aside …
A: You need to be aware of all “guys.”

Again, a warning to be aware.

Q: (L) Does Pam have anything to be afraid of?
A: What have we told you about knowledge as opposed to ignorance?!?
Q: (L) Pam wants to know what his intentions are.
A: Review answer two. [Answer two of this series would have been: “Generally, those involved in a ruse, be it simple or complex, are uncomfortable with graduated incremental disclosure!”]
Q: (P) Was he paranoid about the questions we were asking a week prior to tonight?
A: What happens to those who become uncomfortable?
Q: (L) Well, they get out of the situation. So, start grilling him …
A: Not “grill.” We suggest subtle approach, or grill him “rotisserie” style.
Q: (P) Do I have any reason to be concerned about my actions regarding him, that I called to check on him with the police and reported him to the State Attorneys office?
A: Possibly.
Q: (P) Is it possible that there are moles in the tiny little police department here?
A: Open.
Q: (P) Do I need to get a bodyguard?
A: You are straying, please review.
Q: (P) Patrick seems to believe everything he says.
A: Ask Patrick.
Q: (L) What do you think, Patrick? (PK) I think he does a little bit of double-talk, but not as much as everybody thinks.
A: That is not the issue.
Q: (L) Is the specific issue whether this guy has any alien connections …
A: No, that is not it.
Q: (P) Is he monitoring us?
A: Review answer two. Now, ask yourself Pam, how likely is it that anyone with a tremendous ability to supposedly create such massive amounts of income, would just “walk in the door” and offer you a partnership in an endeavor that is going to produce such riches, as the person in question has described to you? If this individual has such tremendous acumen, why would he want to share the “bounty?” Remember the old saying: if something sounds too good to be true …

At this point, the discussion veered off onto El Chupacabras. Since we have already discussed that in its own context, I am going to omit it here and continue with the material from the last part of this session in the chronology.

Q: (Lilly) I would like to know if the Cassiopaeans are familiar with the entity that was on the three-dimensional level known as Paramahansa Yogananda?
A: Third density, not three dimensional. And yes, but this entity had many aliases: Thorn, Christian, Mobson Singh, etc.
Q: (Lilly) Where is Paramahansa now?
A: Fifth Density.
Q: (Lilly) Is he the Avatar?
A: That is a subjective, artificial concept of the self-styled variety.
Q: (Lilly) Who came up with the concept?

(Wilma) I don’t know. I read it in a book somewhere.

(L) So, someone said he is now an Avatar?
A: Is Debbie a “shaman,” is Billy a “hero,” is Oscar a “blade runner?”
Q: (L) I read Yogananda’s book and it seemed that he might be a very holy person. He seemed to have very loving concepts and practices in his life.

(Lilly) I just wanted to know where he is now. Does fifth density have anything to do with Venus?
A: That is not a proper conceptualization.
Q: (L) Fifth density is the contemplation and recycling ‘zone.’ (Lilly) Well, at the centers, the ashrams and shrines, people swear that he appears to them. I was curious also about the entity in my home.
A: This is a hanger-on from visit with Wilma at her domain. It is an energy seeking renewal.
Q: (L) Is Lilly’s critter an STS or STO entity?
A: Open.
Q: (L) How does it make you feel? (Lilly) I am tired all the time. (L) How can she get rid of it?
A: Spirit release.
Q: (Lilly) Was it attached to Wilma first?
A: Yes.
Q: (Lilly) Is this what set off my fire alarm?
A: Energy there from. [Break]
Q: (L) Sandra [not Sandy] wants to know about her uncle who just died in January. (Sandra) Where is he?
A: He is at 5th density.
Q: (Sandra) Is he having a hard time adjusting?
A: No, but remember, there is no “time” there.
Q: (Sandra) Many members of the family have reported having visions and dreams of him. What are these caused by?
A: Various processes.
Q: (Sandra) Are any of these caused by Uncle Andrew himself visiting?
A: That is too simplified. We meant that your comment was too simplified. The question is: are any of these manifestations Uncle Andrew?
Q: (Sandra) He appeared to his oldest daughter …
A: The concept is faulty.
Q: (Sandra) So, the appearances are all their own expectations?
A: No, not always, but we are trying to teach.
Q: (Sandra) Is he at peace?
A: Yes. Do you want to learn, or would you prefer to assume?
Q: (L) What are these kinds of manifestations?
A: They are 5th density thought projection energy waves. There is no time on 5th density. All event sequences happen eternally and for an instant only at once.
Q: (L) How does that relate to the question?
A: Because Sandra asked if he was at peace, and if he was “adjusting.” Do you not see that by the “time” you realize someone is “dead,” they have already, in essence, experienced their entire 5th density incarnation recycling, learning and contemplative experience in “zero time?!”
Q: (L) Sandra wants to know how many times she has been ‘recycled’ as a human being?
A: 84.
Q: (Sandra) I knew it! That’s why this body is breaking down in pieces! [Sandra, herself, would be dead within months of this session.] (P) What about me?
A: 73.
Q: (P) Have Shayna and I known each other in another life?
A: Yes, all have and do. Number of incarnations does not predetermine schedule for graduation. And you, my dear, are too fatigued, so Good Night.

This last was addressed to me. It was true, I was having a lot of trouble staying with the program. There was something about this particular session that was unpleasant. The energy was not right, and I wanted it to end. Apparently, the Cassiopaeans felt the same.

The following week, I declined all requests for guest attendance. I wanted to deal with this issue of “corruption of the channel,” as I perceived it:

Q: (L) Last Saturday night we had a very large group of people here and I experienced very unpleasant sensations. I would like to know the source of these? Was the channel corrupted?
A: Not corrupted, diluted. Static EM discharge from two entity sectors.
Q: (L) Was this due to the presence of any one or more persons in the room?
A: One person but two entities.
Q: (L) Well you said, at the time, that Lilly had an attachment and needed spirit release, is this the same person?
A: You learn by answering, using your own learnings, not from ceaseless confirmations by us.
Q: (L) Well, I am obviously not learning too well, even if you have been telling me about my “amazing abilities” which don’t seem to be so amazing lately!
A: All who have amazing abilities must too guard against corruptive forces from within and without having to do with prejudice, assumption, and the anticipatory desires involving patterning presumption. i.e. keep an open mind, always!!!
Q: (L) Well, this leads me to the situation with the mothers: can you give us any immediate advice on this. A clue as to how to settle this situation.
A: Advice was given; not followed! Transposed by Sandy!!!
Q: (L) Do you mean the advice Frank gave Sandy?
A: First things first! Please, Sandy, try to be accurate! You were warned, Sandy! Please, please, please, please, when you call or cry out for help and or guidance, know that we will always, always, always answer. It is up to you to be aware and then trust and follow. If your deep seated stubbornness prevents this, it will result in nothing short of your total undoing! This is because we never give such warnings, except when Vitally necessary! This applies to all others present equally as well!!
Q: (L) This is a tough subject, any more on it?
A: Up to you. The situation will resolve naturally as all situations do …
Q: (L) Is our involvement with Pam fortuitous or potentially disastrous?
A: Either.
Q: (L) You said before, that when we got things going that everything would improve suddenly and dramatically, and immediately. We understood that to mean getting online dialogs going and also getting the magazine out. Are we going to be able to do this soon?
A: As soon as needed.

Well, I was still trying to fit that square peg in the round hole! Many of the events from this time relating to my own “hero’s journey” were recounted in volumes five and six. However, there was so much going on at the time that I will continue my narrative at a later time.

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