Chapter Thirty-three: Synchronicity City

We moved in to the new house on my birthday on February 12th.  Although the interior still needed cosmetic improvements, it was like moving into a palace after five years in the shack-becoming-a-house in the woods.  Sandra came on moving day, bringing a feast and a...

Chapter Thirty-four: That’s Hollywood!

As mentioned, when Frank arrived at my door, I was surprised at his appearance.  His deep baritone voice on the phone gave the impression of a large, portly – and most especially, very masculine – man.  Frank was very tall and gangly, and most definitely...

Chapter Thirty-five: The Crane Dance

According to the latest researches in cognitive science,  we do what we do to survive because we have little choice in the matter. Gurdjieff was right and modern day psychological studies repeatedly demonstrate that he was a pioneer in the matter. We are programmed,...

Chapter Thirty-six: Hailing the Universe

We come at last to the crux of the matter: the Cassiopaean Experiment.  How, in Heaven’s name, did it come about, considering that it was initiated by two such “damaged” individuals as Frank and me?  More importantly, what was the end result for both...

Chapter Thirty-seven: Missing Child, Missing Time

As our experiment in channeling proceeded, we discussed the many possible ways that a “true higher source” might be identified.  We both thought that a higher source, by virtue of greater and more inclusive Cosmic Perspective, would be able to make...

Chapter Thirty-eight: Flying Black Boomerangs

Not long after I had been released from my sickbed and the inundation of UFO books, I went to the supermarket one morning, and there was a stack of pink flyers with “flea-market” type ads.  I was looking for some additional computer equipment, so I picked...