Loving Oneness Now

LOVERS OF THE DREAMTIME

CHAPTERS FOURTEEN THROUGH SEVENTEEN

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

 

The Team Takes Stock

 

 

The Team decided to evaluate their progress in evolving life on Terra just at the close of the (last) ice age around 4549.992 million years ATB (8000 BC). The Devaminds had branched out in parallel with all life on Terra. But whereas the corporaminds, microminds and physical forms of all evolved species had as it were, “at bottom,” shattered into discrete individuals, the Devaminds, no matter how diverse in function, remained in essence, one mind. Thus they enjoyed, when necessary, not only complete intercommunication but also concerted, orchestrated action. Each Devamind knew the parts it had to play, when to tune in and tune out, and how to maintain the major themes of the Team’s mission. There was no orchestral hierarchy and they were so practiced in their specific functions such as, for example, weather control or body metabolism, they now only rarely needed to look to the group as their conductor. Whenever the group members projected themselves as microminds to live lives in a new Homo sapiens sapiens costume the Devaminds efficiently maintained all Terra’s complex systems in keeping with established guidelines and procedures. Only occasionally did Elohm direct them, or did they ask his advice when confronted with true dilemmas, such as whether or not an erupting volcano or giant flood should be allowed to exterminate an entire local group or species. After all, ecological checks and balances had to be maintained.

Everywhere on Terra the selfish gene was paramount. Even cooperation, bonding and group living existed solely as sources of survival for the genome of the organisms involved. All micromind altruism served the same selfish purpose.

The equivalent of the selfish gene, in micromind terms, was the ego. In fact, in humans, the micromind was the ego-mind which, by both design and definition, was always selfish.

The group had endowed all species with selfish microminds (of varying types and levels) which were grounded in the twin emotions, fear and aggression. These two emotions could take many different forms and proportions in different species. Fear could range from total panic, through fright and anxiety, to awe and respect. Its stimulus was threat. Aggression, by design, bracketed blind rages, killing frenzies, torture, murder, tantrums, abuse, predation, competition, ego-ambitions, determination and all force. Aggression was also responsive to threat. While the Team and Devaminds had decided to make all of these emotions, feelings and reactions attributes of Homo sapiens sapiens, they had also parceled them out previously in varying proportions to other species. Even some plants, like tall trees and rampant vines, adapted to choke out other competitors for their mutual niche. Parasites, from viruses to insects, infiltrated almost all species. Death had been made a universal phenomenon for the purposes of evolutionary change and so myriads of ingenious methods of selective “murder” were devised. Diseases, disasters, accidents, territorial warfare (in most species) and famine struck in a wide variety of forms and dark colors. Only very rarely did any individual die of a disease-free old age by simply wearing out.

Because a neuropsychological alarm was needed to signal the need for body/ego/gene preservation, pain was evolved very early on in the evolutionary scheme. Pain was to prove invaluable to the subjective experience of the darkness. Pain, over time, extended its tentacles into almost every aspect of life, even to human procreation and ego-pleasures. “No pain, no gain,” became the watchword of all evolutionary change whether physical, social or personal. Suffering was now built-into living.

“Are we going back to see the King?” asked Arch who, in a just completed lifetime, had decorated the wall of a huge cave with a multicolored mural depicting scenes of the hunt.

Ring was not the only one startled by this out-of-the-blue question.

“The King?” he said as if trying to recall a faded memory. “I have rarely thought of the King for billions of Terra’s years. Why would we want to see him?”

Apex interrupted. “But shouldn’t we inform him about our ongoing descent into darkness and our progress with this mission?”

“I don’t think he would understand any of that even if we did decide to go back and tell him.

Elohm chimed in. “The King knows nothing of actual darkness, or ego, or any imagination for that matter. Anyway, that is what he always told us back in Reality.”

“Well, that may be so,” grumbled Arch, “but I feel kind of cut off from him as well as our many companions in Reality. I miss the Love.”

“Aren’t we loving enough?” asked Cone dryly.

Arch looked around the group searchingly. “Yes, I suppose so, but our love for one another is changing as we become more isolated both from Reality and from one another here in the Theater.”

Cone became more serious. “I have noticed that sense of vague, increasing detachment from one another, too. I put it down to getting into our costumes and microminds because after each human lifetime I feel more withdrawn, more distant.”

“And that’s exactly why we are here,” interjected Ring. “We came to experience the darkness and that is what is happening to us. So let’s have no more talk about visiting the King. We developed Terra in order to forget the Kingdom of Reality so let’s get on with it.”

“You’re beginning to sound as authoritarian as some of those tribal chiefs down on Terra,” commented Oval sarcastically.

Elohm decided it was time to call the meeting to order. “Let’s try to keep any negative feelings down on Terra,” he said firmly, “and when on this plane remember we Love one another. And, Oval, you should remember that every human micromind on Terra contains an undeveloped, but fully endowed, embryonic Mind-as-such simply because all mind exists only in Mind-as-such.”

“Okay, I was only joking,” agreed Oval, using a phrase which was to become a standard ego-evasion for hurting the feelings of another.

The group had, indeed, created an inexhaustible supply of basic human microminds but each of them initially could only be activated by entering a fetus for the first time. That particular human micromind then became unique through psychological experience and growth. The essential human being was the experiential micromind which continued to exist from lifetime to lifetime in successive physical bodies each of which it literally possessed. In between lifetimes the human micromind would return to the Mutable Domain where it could sojourn on various possible levels. While ensconced on any one level that micromind could evaluate its experiences, and commune with other microminds in much the same ways as it could in a Terra-level costume. In fact all microminds temporarily residing on Mutable Domain levels manifested a holographic body of their choosing. This holographic body was usually designed to give a visual representation of the ego aspect of the micromind, just as it often did in earthly dreams. To the micromind its holographic body seemed as real as its physical bodies did on Terra. While in a holographic costume on the Mutable Domain, microminds were unaware of the Team members, from whom they had “descended” in more ways than one. This unawareness stemmed from different levels of occupancy within that domain.

At this hunter-gatherer stage of Terra’s development these human microminds on the Mutable Domain mostly remained singular and intact. But gradually, as time went by, they learned that when between lifetimes they could split into two related minds if they felt so inclined. This mental mitosis yielded two microminds in place of one, each of which could then experience differing aspects of Terra life at the same time but in different bodies. Over time this division process could occur more than once, so resulting in a “family” of linked related minds, each exploring its own personal interests. This multiple exploration could happen both on the mutable planes and on Terra at the same or different times. Not infrequently these linked minds were related as relatives or close friends while in their earthly costumes.

In spite of all these Mutable Domain connections microminds while in human bodies on Terra were still, by design, almost entirely unaware of their Mutable Domain counterparts. Once in their Terra costumes, however, it was not so unusual for two kindred microminds to experience an intuitive affinity when first meeting——even across a crowded room.

Microminds, by choice, could inhabit bodies of either gender on Terra. The decision was usually determined by which psycho-sexual role and relationships a micromind felt a need to explore during any given lifetime. Such relationships could be negative as well as positive. Before entering a fetus a micromind would have evaluated in some detail the prospective family, including its emotional relationships, intelligences, social milieu, race, location, culture and belief systems. Quite often, with so many variables, only a compromise choice was open, therefore the micromind in question would have to settle for a “next best fit” family situation.

The steady increase in Homo sapiens sapiens populations on Terra which occurred after the last ice age did not give microminds on the Mutable Domain a greater choice of bodies because the proportion of human microminds to human costumes was maintained at a steady ratio of approximately two to one. This proportion ensured that the Mutable Domain was well populated and that every body had at least a “good fit” micromind.

As Elohm had pointed out, every human micromind contained within it a fully endowed yet latent Seed of the King’s Mind-as-such. This Mind Seed contained all the potential to germinate, sprout, grow and flower until it took over totally any individual human’s micromind from the ego. The Mind Seed never did this by force because force in any form was aggression and aggression was only of the ego. In order to permeate the micromind fully the flowering Mind Seed had to receive the ego’s permission, a feat which could only occur after the ego finally realized that both the darkness and its costumes per se, being imaginary, no longer held any thing of value, nor any thing to fear.

By the time the last ice age ended the bodies of Homo sapiens sapiens were fully evolved because the Team saw that further physiological mutations were unnecessary. Not that minuscule genetic changes did not continue to occur once in a while, but mostly these were dispersed rapidly into the gene pool. Wave and the Devaminds had engineered the human species to allow for a very broad, compatible genetic diversity. For one thing no future physical species of Homo sapiens sapiens was envisioned or necessary for several reasons. Neurologically the brain and central nervous system could handle any input any “level” of mind could give it. Actually, the brain and nervous system were only an ingenious, complex, physiological, Living Spiral interface for information to be transmitted from mind to body or body to mind. Sexual reproduction was an ingenious, complex, physiological, Living Spiral system which efficiently transmitted the necessary parental genetic information to the next generation and those transferred genes accounted for approximately 80 percent of both the physiology and psychology of any individual. (What the environment, family and society did to that 80 percent was another matter.) The other 20 percent was also genetically determined but it was in no way fixed; in fact it was wide open to learning on all physiological and psychological levels, open to change and modification by or from any agent or source. It was also this open, learning, vulnerable 20 percent which could in turn “invade”, influence and alter the other 80 percent in subtle, but significant healthy or deleterious ways. And it was the ego aspect of the micromind that ruled over the “open” 20 percent ruthlessly. For example, as Wave explained it to the group, the ego, usually in its unconscious mode, could influence the immune system to fight or fold when diseases invaded.

Once humans could not only invent tools but use them intelligently as extensions of the body and mind, further sensory-motor development became unnecessary. The domestication of animals also obviated further Homo sapiens sapiens physical evolution inasmuch as, for example, an ox or horse could carry or haul much heavier loads than a human back; or trained dogs could save much legwork and danger during a hunt. The invention of herding some animals for meat or milk avoided altogether the need to hunt. People soon discovered that many hand-reared infant animals became tame and this they did with several farm species.

Invented weapons extended arms, fingers and fists. A throwing stick, sling or bow could project a missile much further and faster than the unaided arm. Bows and arrows required only finger movements at the moment of release and were thus more accurate. Huts and portable tents freed the clan from a dependence on caves. Digging sticks and spades turned more soil than hands, so that cultivated plants could provide more immediate food than foraging. The weaving of reeds, fronds, grasses and wool enabled humans to supplement or replace animal skins in several utilitarian ways. Sun-baked or fired pots held food and liquids and facilitated cooking at the fire-place. Handles for most implements of stone, wood or bone had long since been devised by 4549.995 million years ATB (5000 BC).

Agriculture which had begun in the Middle East had spread relatively quickly across much of Europe and India. It was also independently developed in other places. Of course, tools, processes and practices were always being spontaneously discovered by separate peoples across the various continents. Someone who had learned to cultivate certain crops during a Middle Eastern lifetime could intuitively “invent” that same skill with other crops in his or her next lifetime in, say, Middle America. While it was true that explicit memories could almost never be carried over from one lifetime to another, specific previously learned micromind skills and abilities from previous lives could be selected for a prospective life on Terra if they were required for its fulfillment. Even Arch, when he later lived an artist’s life, never remembered it was he who had decorated the flowers of the fields.

Black obsidian was widely traded across the Middle East, even as far as southern India at this time. This volcanic glass was far superior to flint for sharp-edged tool-making so consequently it was much in demand. This demand extended existing trade routes resulting in an even wider exchange of other goods, practices, cultures, peoples and genes.

Because humans inside costumes on Terra had forgotten their higher domain origins did not mean that all spiritual intuitions had been erased. Mostly, these intuitions were relatively formless as if there was a vague nostalgia for something inaccessible which was buried deeply in their minds well below their egos. Nevertheless, these veiled intuitions about Something that was missing prompted many people to seek out objects and acts which would give form to their yearnings. Some of them sensed that this spiritual gap in their lives had something to do with their origins and creation. Their only obvious creative origin lay inside their own mothers from whence they had exited into the earthly world via the birth canal. Furthermore, mother’s breasts nourished the newborn and so obviously breasts were another aspect of fecundity and the creation of earthly beings. What better objects and acts could early religions start with than the body of the Mother who was not only the source of life but also its maintainer. Thus were the Mother religions born. Another spin-off advantage of such worship was the increase in population which went along with frequent births. To a limited extent the ego-mind could control fertility levels through its belief systems. For example, a clan who did not believe it was possible to have babies before marriage did not conceive in spite of all its members having sexual intercourse before marriage. Equally, in other types of religious cultures a faith in the absolute power of a fertility goddess could increase birth rates. These ego-mind belief influences on fertility were in addition to all the other more practical reasons for the on-going accelerating increase in homo sapiens sapiens populations after the last ice age. There was safety and security in increased clan numbers and besides, in agricultural communities it allowed for more occupational specialization. Soon the whole Mother fertility religions were generalized to include crop and farm animal propagation for which new rituals were devised, especially in terms of influencing the all important weather. Magical objects, acts, prompts and procedures were introduced into the rituals to promote bumper harvests. Since the soil and weather grew crops and grasses, Terra herself must be the ultimate Mother to be pleaded with, praised and propitiated. Clay and terra cotta Mother figurines of generous proportions were at first ritually buried in the fields or revered in household niches. Later they were given their own shrines. It was only a matter of time before special individuals were given the task to care for these initial sacred places. From these early agricultural beginnings powerful mystery religions emerged complete with priests and priestesses and the temples to house them.

Death, as the antithesis of creation and birth, was frequently included, especially in lands with obvious seasons. If winter was death and spring rebirth why, some asked, would not humans follow a similar re-cycle. In this manner was the idea of reincarnation discovered and fostered until later it became a staple tenet of many religions.

By this time (around 3,500 BC) more masculine elements had entered many religions because the part played by the penis and semen in procreation was given more emphasis. It was not coincidental chance that this shift paralleled the advent of sizable towns, professional warriors, despotic minor kings and magi priests. In some religions a high priestess representing the Mother would unite with the high priest or the king in a ritual act of procreation which would ensure bountiful crops and increased herds. From these basic beginnings the Mother and King concepts became elevated to imagined supernatural beings, namely the goddesses and gods who were, of course, always backing up the local earthly king and priests. Some kings soon decided to claim divinity for themselves. Many mythologies, bizarre beliefs and involved rituals developed around these evolving ego-based religions as they extended their influences into every aspect of human experience.

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Elohm called a meeting of the group because several Mindkins had just returned from other parts of the cosmos to view the more recent activity on Terra. By this time the Mindkins had seeded almost every nook and cranny of the universe, usually in non-physical Mind forms. The Mindkins, like all mind-beings, could travel instantaneously anywhere in the Theater by simply willing it to happen. This teleportation of and by Mindkins could take pace through the material, the Mutable and Causal Domains. After all, the Theater itself was only a mind-illusion made of Living Spirals. Any mind beings above the bottommost dense level of self-limiting humans could instantly transport not only themselves across the cosmos but also any Living Spiral constructions they had made. This cosmic scale teleportation of constructions, however, could only take place by “lifting” into the Mutable and/or Causal Domains first, and then “descending” instantly into the target area in the physical Theater. Teleportation was never constrained by the speed of light or any other physical law because these last were created by Mind-as-such. It was in this manner that Mindkins could transport themselves and their mutable “space” vehicles instantly into the proximity of Terra, if they so wished.

A few of the Mindkins expressed a wish to experience the dense physical bodies of humans. After consultation among themselves the Team decided the Mindkins could do so if they agreed to abide by all the rules applicable to beings in the human state, including amnesia about past lifetimes, Reality and the future. In addition, all E.T. Mindkins entering human forms would have to wait for any surplus fetuses left over after all current human costume “possessions” had been taken. Thereafter, some of these E.T. Mindkins would decide to stay for several lifetimes, whilst a very few who had become addicted would permanently join the human race. Still other Mindkins were content merely to observe human activities, almost always without physical contact.

At the same meeting (around 3500 BC) the group reached a momentous decision. They agreed the time had come for all of them, except Elohm, to enter the darkness more or less permanently, or at least until the exploration of the Shadow Aspect was complete. This would mean consecutive lifetimes for each, with only brief sojourns of up to several years on the Mutable Domain between lives. There would be no contact with Elohm who would continue to monitor and record each Team member’s Terra experiences. No time limits were set for their eventual return to the Causal Domain which would be spontaneous once their mission was complete. But they had no idea what “complete” would mean; that was all to eventuate in an unknown future.

“We will take our individual areas of expertise into the darkness with us, won’t we?” asked Apex, the teleologist. “I mean, Wave will be scientific and Cone some sort of psychologist?”

“I think you all should,” replied Elohm, “but in you, as humans, your present skills will all be potential propensities. You have had experience of this already in your earthly lifetimes so you know that human talents and skills can be carried over from one lifetime to the next, but only as propensities devoid of specific content.”

Oval understood this concept clearly. “Therefore, while I will, if I so wish, always have a mathematical talent, I will have to relearn all mathematical content during each lifetime from ‘1 + 1 = 2’ onwards.”

“True,” agreed Elohm, “But each time you do so you will be able to learn that content more quickly and easily. Born linguists will learn more languages more quickly.”

Ring had a question. “Does that apply to artistic talents as well?”

“Yes, but in the arts you will probably want to acquire a wider variety of skills. For example, in music you may pursue over several lifetimes the use of different instruments, or voices, or roles, or styles of music composition.”

“But Elohm, say I do not want to be a musician, but a cook or sea captain?”

“Then, that is what you would explore, Ring, and in the latter case you would no doubt apply your talents as a coordinator to running the ship. In some lifetimes, though, you might decide to have no talents, or even be retarded or handicapped just to find out what those particular human experiences are like. The idea behind the mission is to garner as many human experiences as possible, both positive and negative.”

“I hope we can all agree on that policy,” said Ring a little gravely, as if sensing the implications of the word “negative.”

“Does everyone fully realize,” Ring continued, “that we will be locking ourselves into this human play or dreamtime, possibly for many thousands of Terra years, without recourse to any escape or exit? We will forget everything we Know about our Source, our Life, our Love and our Reality. I admit that a Kernel of Truth, a Purusa Self, will be buried deep within our Minds, but we will not be able to access it on Terra, or the lower Mutable Domain levels, while we continue to be even slightly preoccupied with human needs and perceptions. This amnesic state of affairs will be our own free-will decision, right now. Once we drop into the Terra dream we will have agreed, right now, there is no exit from it until all ego-conflict has been resolved in each of us—forever. Do I have a unanimous vote?”

“How will we ever get out?” inquired Cube, the ethicist. “There has to be some thread we can individually follow which will lead us out of the Terra dream-labyrinth once we decide we have had enough negativity over several lifetimes. There has to be some way out!”

Cone, the psychologist, had contributed nothing so far and felt this was his cue. “We can endow all humans with hope which will keep them motivated to look for something better, but each human in the maze will have to search blindly over many lifetimes for the exit—if they search at all. Remember there will be many distractions, diversions, traps, blind alleys and preoccupations scattered all through the labyrinth of the earthly dreamtime. Before anyone can open the exit they will have to find the right key first, and then find the right door. To make it more interesting there will be thousands of false keys secreted in Terra’s ego-maze, and thousands of false exits. Of course, everyone will be projecting their own ego-version of the maze, which will make it doubly difficult to ask the specific advice of another person about possible key solutions. Only hope will keep all of us going; well, most of the time anyway, whenever severe depression does not set in. Eventually every human being will find the right key to the real exit.”

All seven of the original Team agreed to participate in this human condition. The Team were pleased they had created their own human kingdom on Terra. They had mimicked King Origin. He had his Kingdom of Reality and now they had their own kingdom of “reality” which was quite independent of his. In a sense they felt, quite contentedly, that they had usurped his authority and power. “Father” was now out of the picture, which allowed them to be “fathers” in their own right.

The group joined together in a mind-meld, this time to erase voluntarily all memory of their past and future. This act of expunging who they Really were brought each one face-to-face with his micromind ego-state, into which each slipped effortlessly, thus establishing a decisive separation from all Reality. Terra was to be their only home, and from within the lower levels of the Mutable Domain, where they now found themselves, the group spontaneously generated holographic “dream” bodies without even being aware they were doing so. From the Mutable Domain each began looking for a suitable Terra family into which to be born. Ring, Arch and Oval soon found karmically eligible families in which their potential mothers were already pregnant thus enabling them to “possess” their respective fetuses immediately. The other Team members had to wait for their future mothers to conceive. Even then, they waited at least two months into the pregnancy to be sure there was no early miscarriage. After all there would never be any point in a human being entering a fetus about to be aborted. Until a mind entered a fetus it had no true life. It was only a physiological potential which, while made of Living Spirals and organized by Devaminds, had no micromind “soul”.

The seven Team members now settled into a long series of individual Terra lifetimes which increasingly submerged them into the darkness of ego-isolation, and fears of bottomless insecurity.


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

 

The Teachers

 

 

Arch was one of the first members of the Team to make a permanent mark for himself when, around 2600 BC, he designed and oversaw the building of the Great Pyramid of Khufu. His name in that lifetime was Hemon, the Master of Works, who was as massive and strong in body as the monumental tomb he built. The pyramid was constructed by Hemon with incredible geometrical precision, inside and out. A large number of skilled workers and laborers died during the building of the Great Pyramid, a price which Hemon and the Pharaoh thought quite reasonable.

Circa 3000 BC Cube, the ethicist, was born in eastern Australia. When she was adolescent she received the name Wise Woman because she knew intuitively the true answer to every question asked by members of the clan. She would explain carefully how everything, from stones to dreams, from birds to laughter, from time to consciousness, emanate continually from the Loving Oneness which is the Source and Essence of all Beingness. As Wise Woman grew older, sometimes in the evening, she would take the clan into altered states where they could experience, Together, the Joy of Oneness. Wise Woman had several children, the eldest of which was Apex who grew up to be Best Tracker.

It was in China, around 2850 BC, that Ring first found his niche for leadership. As Kung Kung he vanquished or subjugated other warlords, thus establishing himself as the first paramount sovereign. His victories brought about the deaths of many thousands of people. Once a military peace had been secured he instituted many laws which gave the people limited rights in terms of justice and freedom from tyranny. Standards of living were raised when Kung Kung greatly increased farm yields by building extensive irrigation systems as well as flood controlling dams, dikes and levies. He lived to see his descendants continue his benign rule because he handed over his power to them long before his death at a great age. The first form of writing was developed during this Age of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Rulers, all initiated by Kung Kung.

Cone and Oval shared a lifetime in the Ukraine as husband and wife around 3300 BC. They were stone-using farmers and skilled animal breeders like most of the Tripolye people. Although they did own battle axes they were not warlike, only defensive. Sheep, cattle, goats, pigs, and horses were bred for food and other purposes. The Tripolyans, like many other peoples, independently discovered horse riding and with trained dogs alongside hunted game far and wide along the west side of the Dniepr River. Cone and Oval lived in their comfortable clay daub and wattle house which had two rooms with clay heating and cooking ovens in each.

Some two dozen such houses were built in a wide circle to form a village, the central section of which contained two large meeting houses. The moist climate and warm summers nurtured copious crops of wheat and other cereals which were harvested with flint-bladed sickles. Fish, which abounded in the streams and main river, provided for a varied diet. Women’s dresses, men’s skirts, and warm blankets were woven of wool. Oval was an expert potter. She made many cooking pots and dishes for the community as well as more ornamental vases richly decorated with elegant spirals and painted surfaces. For her children she even molded and fired tiny circular toy huts complete with three minute urns, table, oven and a woman grinding corn on the porch.

The Tripolyans worshipped the Mother Goddess and enjoyed several seasonal festivals with much merriment and earthy fun. As the most skilled potter in the village Oval also molded and fired numerous nude figurines of the Goddess which were used by the women to bring her blessings on their homes and to make their wombs and fields fruitful. Cone and Oval lived full lives and raised a large family of happy children, all of whom carried on their Tripolyan traditions for many generations until a band of nomad Cimmerian horsemen plundered their village mercilessly.

Wave lived a significant life as a high priest in the Uruk civilization located in Sumer between the Euphrates and Tigris rivers. Uruk was the first true city-state ruled, in 3000 BC, by an autocratic king whose considerable wealth came from both conquests and the wide flat, fertile lands surrounding the city. The warlike king and his predecessors had enlarged on or built several palaces and temples of considerable dimensions. The White Temple of Uruk, dedicated to the sun and sky god Anu, sat on top of a 12 meter high, buttressed base with steeply sloping brickwork sides. The Temple itself was reached by a flight of stairs and a ramp. More stairs inside led to the flat roof of the huge Temple where prayers to Anu were offered by Wave and his fellow priests at sunrise and sunset. Inside the Temple the walls and columns were richly decorated with gemstones, valuable metals and stamped or carved stonework. A large alter to Anu stood at one end of the main hall opposite the double entrance doors at the other.

The Temple of the Goddess Inanna, which was equally colorful and elaborate, stood some three hundred meters to the east of Anu’s. Inanna was the Goddess of war and love so the king had great respect for her power to produce positive results on both the battlefield and the harvests of wheat and barley. But Inanna needed mild weather, sunshine, and rain from Anu to “fertilize” her fields. The sun’s rays and the rain were the semen which impregnated the ripe seeds Inanna’s children had sown in Mother Earth causing her womb, the soil, to be most fruitful. Thus there was a delicate three-way balance of power and interaction between the King, Anu and Inanna——between the secular authority, the male sky and the feminine earth. Lost battles, floods, droughts and poor harvests constantly shifted this balance of power and Wave became politically adroit at manipulating the emotional dynamics of the triangle. The Kings of Uruk also sought eternal life, so Wave, as the High Priest, was the gatekeeper to their Heaven, and he was not slow to capitalize on his key position. In fact, both temples were quite rich. When the king died key members of his retinue and household were buried with him to ensure he was well served in his afterlife. Each spring a completely nude Wave attended by a retinue of equally naked priests would present the robed high priestess of Inanna with fruits, wine, sheep, wheat and dates as the richly dressed King watched. This ceremony would open the Spring Festival, a time of revelry for the whole population.

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Elohm had, as he had promised, monitored and recorded the many lifetimes of each Team member. He had observed his colleagues and the human race sinking ever deeper into hate, warfare, cruelty, sacrifice, separateness and fear. So, on his own initiative, he decided to visit King Origin in order to get his advice as to what to do about the escalating madness on Terra.

“Sire, the Team and their fellow humans are participating in war, murder, sacrifice, rape and torture. They not only suffer pain frequently but also perpetrate it on themselves and each other incessantly. If this is the darkness what can I do to alleviate their self-inflicted negative condition?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about Elohm because it is not Real and it does not exist except in their Theater of Illusion. I do Love them however, and so, at intervals, you will find for me a series of Teachers of Light——one by one. These Teachers will be accelerated in their development by you as my messenger. Over several of their lifetimes these selected Teachers will grow rapidly in spiritual realization which will be enough, eventually, to break through the barriers of darkness so my Mind can commune with theirs. These spiritually evolved, enlightened Teachers will then reveal to other humans what Life Really Is in a manner and language their listeners can understand——if they wish to listen. This process must be voluntary on the part of all involved because free-will is a supreme law of mine, even in their Theater of the Dreamtime. But I did say at the outset of their adventure that I would not leave them forever trapped in this darkness of their own making, and I always keep my word. Therefore, Elohm your selected Teachers must freely volunteer to be teachers, their listeners must freely volunteer to listen, and those who do hear the message must freely volunteer to wake up. It may take quite a long time for the message to penetrate the ego-mind of every Child of mine in the darkness so we must be very patient Elohm… yes?”

“Yes, Your Happiness. But it is terrible for me to watch them suffer the fruits of their own insanity. I am very aware that you in your Perfection know nothing of imperfection.”

“That is so, Elohm, but I am very aware that these Children of mine who are exploring the darkness are, in a sense, missing as awake, active minds in my Kingdom. For me they are my Children in a coma dreaming dreams of which I know nothing because those dreams are unreal——they are only imagination run riot in the realm of fantasy. I know only absolute Truth. Imagination is an attribute of Mind-as-such which I never need to exercise in Reality. In fact, as a Perfect Being, I do not have any needs.”

“I understand that Sire. I will take your idea of evolving several Teachers back with me to the Theater and implement it forthwith.”

“You have my blessing, Elohm, but always remember that nothing they are doing in the dream-time is Real and, in that sense, it has never happened. Time itself is a malleable invention of imagination so how can it be Real. Space, time, matter, gravity, electromagnetic energy, quantum events and even the fixed but limited speed of light are all merely manifestations brought about by Mind’s imagination. So are all your domains except this Real Kingdom. The Mind-as-such Essence of the Living Spirals is also Real but not the things, costumes and events they temporarily form, all of which they manifest for you (out of their implicate order) as a result of your causal fantasies and imagination.”

“Yes, Sire, I do understand the Theater is a dreamworld which emanates as a ‘material’ holographic projection of Living Spirals from the propensity of Mind we call ‘imagination.’ And I realize too, that while imagination is an intrinsic, neutral capability of Mind-as-such, you——as a Perfect Being——never need to use it.”

“In that you are correct, my Child,” agreed King Origin. “However, if and whenever my Children use their imagination they can ‘fill it’, so to speak, with happy, Loving, Innocent Thoughts thus manifesting Loving, Innocent activities; or they can ‘fill it’ with unloving, fearful thoughts which will appear to manifest as angry, hurtful or fearful things, events and activities. This last is what the group are manifesting through their imaginations on Terra. These negative things, events and activities take the manifested form of disease, death, dread, depression, disasters and pain——just to mention a few.”

“And that, Sire, is all part of the projected ‘holographic’ Shadow Play the Team and their kinship beings are materially manifesting from Living Spirals in their imaginations on Terra?”

“Quite so,” answered His Happiness. “Always remember, however, that, as I have often explained, none of it is Real and that, in Reality, none of it can happen, is happening or ever could happen——because my Reality is Perfect. Now, I know you have further questions about all this but that is sufficient for Now. Return to your role as monitor of the beings on Terra and seek out the most advanced human. When he/she is ready for a new lifetime, explain to him/her that he/she, as an adult, is to meditate for many Terra years on Peace. Once he/she is free of ego I will flood him/her through the Self with my Mind-as-such causing him/her to remember that Self and so re-experience his/her original, Blissful, Loving Communion with me. Only I can do that after the ego has been dismantled totally, to the point of no fear at all. I will, of course, do this for all dedicated human beings who reach egoless states, but on Terra in their closed-off comas and dark dreamtime they do not know that Fact yet, so I need a Teacher through whom I can tell them this. I need several Teachers, actually, each in a different Terra country, because I would never leave any of my Children without a Lifeline to my Love and Light.”

Greatly encouraged by the King’s solution to the human shadow/separation problem, Elohm returned to the top level of the Mutable Domain where he remained on watch for any spiritually advanced humans who were between earthly lifetimes. He searched for a long time, all the while observing the continued descent into darkness of both the Team and their fellow human beings. It seemed the whole surface of the planet was in a state of harmful devastation and selfish destruction, including Terra herself. Active volcanoes burnt alive or suffocated millions of living plants, insects and animals causing great suffering. Hurricanes, typhoons and violent storms wiped out millions of creatures and many humans each year. As Elohm watched he once saw a single radiating tsunami, caused by Thera’s explosive eruption in 1628 BC, drown the inhabitants of sea-level villages and towns around the Mediterranean. A concurrent earthquake destroyed Minoan Crete and brought down Knossos overnight. Elohm watched many women, men and children being beheaded all through the Shang period in China. These human sacrifices ensured the deceased warlord or King would be accompanied and serviced on his afterlife journey. Other beheaded humans were usually interred under city walls or beneath palaces and temples as a protective sacrifice which ensured future safety. The torture, abuse and murder of captives or “criminals” was commonplace everywhere on Terra. Sadism, and the rape of women and children abounded.

Elohm saw epidemic plagues wipe out most members of any given population and each individual death was slow and agonizing. Thousands more slowly starved to death as famines caused by locusts or droughts regularly ravaged areas. Great floods often abruptly terminated the lives of numerous insects, animals and humans. Forest fires, grass fires and marauders’ arson fried alive their many victims. Some sadistic communities roasted their conscious captives or “criminals” gently. Still other peoples flayed the skin from selected victims, while still others ripped out living hearts as a gift to their gods. War was universally prevalent on Terra as the greed for power, land, wealth and (false) security intensified. This greed of the ego was shared by almost all humans from the highest to the lowest and it existed in all walks of life. If revolutionaries or rebels usurped the power of the established authorities, it was only a short time before they, too, became equally corrupted and authoritative. Soldiers and civilians alike were killed in war and the wounded usually died painfully of sepsis poisoning. Elohm observed rape, child molestation and the sexual abuse of others everywhere. Human bodies were less than objects, they were very often playthings of pain-for-pleasure.

All these dark events and practices were noted by Elohm as he searched somewhat frantically for his first volunteer Teacher who would begin to awaken at least some humans to the Light. Yes, Elohm admitted to himself, he had seen acts of human kindness, happy lovers, benign elders, nurturing parents and devoted friends, but these positive relationships in no way atoned for or counteracted the horror, terror and pain arising from Terra’s violence or man’s inhumanity. Dark acts were never balanced by kindness or love. Even one damaged human being dying in agony could never be rationalized or diluted to be less than that, no matter how much love existed in other places. Elohm understood this acutely each time pain consumed the mind of a Terra being, a fact that lent urgency to his hunt for his prospective Healers of humans.

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He found his first voluntary candidate resting on the higher levels of the Mutable Domain. This human being had just completed a lifetime in Israel as the peaceful patriarch of a large, farming community who was revered by his people for his sense of justice and open honesty.

“What would you have me do?” he asked, after Elohm had briefed him on the nature of the need for Teachers who could help heal the sorry human situation.

“The King wants us to spread his message of Love but no Terra-ized human is going to accept such an abstract concept right off the bat, so, after much thought, I have decided we must formulate a Set of Guidelines for them. We shall lay down the Law, so to speak, explaining to them what they should not do as much as what they should do! If they will even begin to try to obey these first plain Guidelines then we can refine them much later to inculcate right thinking. Eventually, we will get to the message of Love.”

“That sounds grand, Elohm. In my last lifetime I believed in a monotheistic tradition which worshipped only Yahweh or the King as you call him. I prayed and meditated, and frequently felt his Presence in my mind. And so I am willing to accept the role of Teacher but only if you agree to be an open channel between me and King Origin while I am in my next human costume. Is that all right?”

“Certainly! I will be delighted to act as your conduit to His Happiness because I do understand the difficulties associated with direct communication with Yahweh, as you call him, while you are in your earth costume. There is far too much emotional static down there for any clear telepathic conversation with anyone, anywhere——on or off Terra. But by using me as a Mutable Domain relay, I can patch you through to the King whenever you call me, or, I can give you direct advice on my own behalf if you so wish. I only add this last bit about myself because the King knows nothing about Terra or its darkness——except in theory, so his support will consist of Love, Light, Peace, Joy and True Knowledge. But Terra is in our Theater and is a part of our play and any miracles are our own doing as a part of our play so we will do them.”

“Then I’ll agree to take this task. Let’s now work out the details of my next lifetime to ensure how and where I can be most effective as the Teacher of the Law.”

Thus did Elohm and his prospective Teacher set out to elaborate in detail the optimum circumstances and environment for this specific mission to be successful. They soon realized it would call for the highest qualities of leadership and unswerving dedication. They also saw that the most promising population, or rather populations, inhabited Egypt, namely the native Egyptians, as well as the descendants of Joseph and Jacob who had initially migrated there hundred of years earlier to be free, hired servants of all types and on all levels, even becoming powerful advisors to high Egyptian officials. Some Hebrews, as they were then known, became very rich. These people were descendants of the 12 tribes of Israel. The ego-ridden Egyptian officials eventually became suspicious and afraid of the increasing power of Hebrew civil servants and advisors in the bureaucracy and so they appealed to the Pharaoh to enslave all the Israelites and to limit their population growth. Both these drastic measures were implemented, the latter by drowning all newborn males.

This was the state of affairs when Moses decided to be born as a male to an Israelite mother. Elohm and Moses had jointly drawn up a solid set of practical laws, mostly couched as negative statements about what not to do. They decided to promulgate these laws, first to the Jews, and later to all peoples. As these clear-cut laws were mostly about dark acts such as thievery, disrespect and killing, King Origin could know nothing of them. What all humans on Terra needed, at this early stage of their development, was a behavioral map complete with unequivocal directions——and that was what they would get!

Elohm and Moses also drew up a rough flowchart for Moses’ lifetime, one which would give him the necessary authority to rescue the Hebrew people, present them with their book of laws, bind them to their one God, Yahweh, and relocate them back in their ancient homeland.

“This is a tall order,” commented Moses dryly as he surveyed his immediate future. “It will take a lot of miracles for me to pull this one off!”

“Miracles you will have——whenever you want them,” Elohm promised. “Just ask of me which trick of manifestation you need and I will arrange with the Devaminds to let it happen——immediately. Once you are down on Terra, however, you will not remember me, and therefore you will attribute the miracles and the laws you receive from me to Yahweh.”

“Well, that is all very reassuring because this time around I’m going to need every trick in your Devaminds’ bags.”

“You’ve got it!” Elohm assured him. “Now let’s get you into the impregnated womb of your mother.” It was around 1310 BC when Moses was born into the tribe of Levi in Egypt. His mother hid him for three months then placed him in a watertight basket on the Nile. His sister, Miriam, tracked the drifting basket until she saw that Moses had been found (right on schedule) by the Pharaoh’s daughter. Raised as a grandson of the Pharaoh, Moses grew up with a sense of privilege and personal power, attributes he would need as a human if he was to fulfill his planned destiny. And fulfill it he did, all the while watched over and prompted by Elohm. Moses himself, in his human guise, was somewhat aware of this guidance from “above” which he now attributed to Yahweh. If Moses asked for, or needed, specific miracles, Elohm and the Devaminds manifested them (out of the Mutable Domain) on the spot. Most of the miracles Moses and Elohm manifested in Egypt were aggressive acts of terrorism such as turning Egypt’s water into blood, plagues of frogs, mosquitoes, and flies, infecting and destroying all livestock, covering Egypt with hail, sending locusts, covering the land with darkness and killing off all the first born children of the Egyptians. These were power-plays to force the Pharaoh Ramses II, out of fear, to let the Israelites leave Egypt but, of course, like all terrorist acts they failed. Ramses continually played his own games and in the end sent his army to eliminate Moses and his people as they left Egypt. Even the miracle in the Sea of Reeds killed off thousands of the Pharaoh’s soldiers.

When Moses needed “commandments and laws”, Elohm dictated them to him as agreed. Only in his True Loving covenant with his God did Moses have direct communion with King Origin, but neither the Love nor the True covenant contained any commandments, laws, rules, customs or regulations.

At the end of his wanderings in the Sinai desert Moses died on Mount Nebo in Jordan, within sight of Israel.

“Well, my friend, you see, you did accomplish all you set out to do,” said Elohm as he welcomed Moses back onto the highest spiritual realm of the Mutable Domain. “We have tied up those Israelites with so many complex commands and enforced customs, they won’t be able to cut clear of them for millennia!”

“Fine, Elohm, but that trip was so stressful that I need a very long vacation. Don’t call on me for the Teaching business again for several hundred years.”

As it happened though, Moses could not relax because, from his vantage point on the mutable and causal planes, he decided to continue to watch over the trials and tribulations of the Israelis for a long time to come.

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Elohm saw India as his next target for spiritual nourishment. That country had a hodgepodge of old religions which relied on a multiplicity of rituals, sacrifices, austerities, and castes complete with an elite priesthood who ran the whole show. Clearly, some unifying, simpler philosophy was called for, one which would synthesize the key spiritual tenets into a universal Whole. Elohm decided that a two-pronged approach was needed, one of which would appeal to many levels of religious Hindu society while the other would be more suited to those dedicated individuals who liked monasterial living as monks or nuns. Krishna would mastermind the first, while later, Gautama the Buddha, would initiate and nurture the second.

At midnight on August 8th around 1200 BC Krishna was born to Princess Devaki in a prison cell. She and her husband, Vasudeva, had been confined there by her domineering brother, Prince Kamsa who had usurped the throne of their father, Ugrasena, by imprisoning him also. The Prince had been told by a voice that a son of his sister, the Princess Devaki, would slay him so Kamsa decided to get in first and slay the baby Krishna at birth——which was why both the pregnant Princess Devaki and her husband were languishing in that cell.

A relentless storm had raged for hours the night of Krishna’s birth so the midwife could not be called. Vasudeva had just delivered the child himself and made his wife comfortable when he saw the storm had sprung the cell door open, and that the guard had fallen asleep (courtesy of Elohm) in spite of the commotion caused by thunder, wind and rain. Gently wrapping his newborn son in a blanket and placing him in a basket, Vasudeva crept out of the prison and raced to the neighboring country of Gokula, the border of which was close by. There he found a woman with a newborn girl who had wanted a son desperately, and she agreed to the switch. It was still not dawn when Vasudeva arrived back at the prison and placed this girl-child in Devaki’s arms. Everyone in the palace was still asleep.

When Prince Kamsa, on waking, heard of the birth, he hurried to the cell only to discover it was a little girl who was suckling at his sister’s breast. He laughed in relief.

Krishna grew up as the foster child of Yasoda who was extremely fond of the little boy even though he was very precocious. She and her husband, Nanda, owned one of the many dairy farms in Gokula so, at an early age, Krishna became a cowherd boy, as did almost all the rural children of that country. Even as a baby Krishna exhibited a wide range of powers and abilities. He was physically robust and very strong as well as exceptionally clever, but as he grew he was not above playing many pranks on his friends or members of his family. On more than one occasion Yasoda had to tie the toddler to the corn husking stand at which she was working to prevent him from getting into mischief.

One day when a small boa constrictor wrapped itself around the young Krishna he was strong enough to kill it with his bare hands. The next year, when a large crane went berserk and attacked Krishna and his friends while they were drinking at the local water tank, he held its beak closed with one hand and broke its neck with other.

Krishna once tricked his foster father by hiding the cows in some woods which partially encircled the pastures on Govardhan Hill. When Nanda came to get Krishna and the herd, the farmer saw only empty fields and was very puzzled. In the meantime Krishna had led the cows, which habitually followed him, through the trees and around behind his father to a field closer to the milking shed. When Nanda retraced his steps he was startled to find them, magically, in a pasture he had previously passed through.

Krishna was no prude. Like most children brought up on farms he was very familiar with sexual reproduction, both animal and human, and at that time in India breasts were commonly exposed. Everyone bathed in the river although usually the adult females used one spot for bathing while the males used another. Much spying went on by both boys and girls, and their elders were not concerned if all the younger children went swimming and romped naked together in the water. Anyway, almost everyone married at, or shortly after, puberty, therefore at that time, pregnancy was an asset of fertility, not a social problem. Thus Krishna, who was a well-built, handsome boy, was loved by most of the Gopis, which was what all the cowherd girls and milkmaids were called in Gokula.

Krishna and his friends would raid palmyra orchards when the fruit was ripe. To deter the children, one grove owner stationed a very mean mule on a long tether amongst the trees, but Krishna wound the rope deftly around its legs and knotted it so they could filch the delicious palmyra fruits anyway.

Krishna was a talented musician and dancer. He had mastered the flute when quite young and loved to play it while he was watching his herd of cattle. Later, as a boy, he learned how to charm snakes with his melodies and soon he acquired quite a reputation for this skill. The Gopi girls loved to dance to his music and vied with one another for his approving smiles. Krishna would also dance among them whilst playing his flute. This was a relaxed society.

The children often played games together. One favorite sport was for each older boy to carry a smaller boy or girl on his back, then the pairs would pull and tussle with each other until only one couple was left standing. Krishna and his favorite rider, the milkmaid Radha, were usually the winners. Even as children Krishna and Radha had a very close, Loving bond which both freely acknowledged. When she danced for him to the songs of his flute he was entranced by the eurythmic fluidity of her graceful form. The couple were perfectly attuned.

One day Krishna and some of his friends were grazing their herds in fields near a forest when they noticed flames and smoke rising above the trees. The others became frightened by the fire but Krishna told them to close their eyes and keep them shut. He next called silently on the weather Devaminds to pour rain on the forest fire, which they did, quite promptly. When his friends reopened their eyes a few moments later they saw the flames and smoke had disappeared and they attributed the extinguishing of the fire to a miracle by Krishna.

Elohm had found Krishna originally in the Realm of Reality when he was searching for an Avatar type of Being who was willing to be more flexible and human-like than Gautama the Buddha would be. Krishna agreed with Elohm that an overall ethical approach which was less concerned with right and wrong, and more focused on maya (illusion), would be appropriate for most of the miscellany of peoples living in India.

“You will also have to over-emphasize your own role as an inner Avatar through whom religious devotees can reach God as an Absolute,” added Elohm.

“You mean I should not pose as a mortal prophet but as my own immortal changeless Self, the Being I am, when in Reality?”

“Precisely. Tell them, Krishna, that through focusing on you as the archetypal Self, especially during meditation, they can escape illusion, and then experience the eternal Happiness and Bliss of the Real Self——which is the Truth.”

“All right. Should I suggest there are three complementary ways to find me as their own inner Self? First, through seeking Divine Knowledge, second, through Right Will, which means by wanting to find It, and third, through Spiritual Devotion or Love.”

“Excellent, Krishna! Tell them they can learn about their Real Self by coming to Know It, by Willing It, and by Loving It as One-in-All. Any one approach or any combination of these will be successful, and you, Krishna, must teach them that. ‘Simply let all the illusions of ego go, and Know Thy Self.’ That must be the premise with which you will wake them up.”

“Right you are, and I’ll have fun as a human while I sound the Real reveille, because, Elohm, you do agree I should be very human, don’t you?”

“Oh yes, very human, so most of the people can identify easily with you and your harmless, but lovable, antics. Go to it, my friend.”

And that is how Krishna came to be an Avatar of India. Almost all the younger women of Gokula, and not a few of the older ones, fell in love with the adolescent Krishna who did little to discourage them. He flirted with them often through his music. On jasmine scented summer nights Krishna would wander past their homes arousing their burning love until, in their fantasies, that love was consummated in ecstasy. Even during daylight hours, devoted wives and mothers would pause from cooking meals or feeding their children to watch their Lover stroll by. On starlit nights some of the more daring Gopis would hastily dress and try to meet up with Krishna in forest clearings. If they could not find him in the first open grove banded with bright moonbeams they would search the forest for him. Strangely there was no jealousy among them. His tantalizing flute songs seemed to come from behind each tree enticing each of them with the hope of blissful union. When one or more Gopis found their beloved Krishna he would lie with them caressing their hair, loosening their clothes, fondling their breasts and stroking their thighs until, at the peak of their passion, he would make sublime love to each of them. At the moment of climax in a sea of Joy each would dissolve into a rapturous union with her Self as her male and female aspects became unified in Loving Oneness. Afterwards Krishna would weave forest flowers into their hair and whisper sweet secrets in their ears. In his presence there was no jealousy, only mutual enjoyment.

On other evenings Krishna would meet with the Gopis at the white beach by the placid Yamuna River. Lying there on silver sands spread with their garments he would Love them as the warm breeze perfumed their bodies with the fragrance of flowering coral trees.

Krishna did not confine himself to love-making. He conversed with them often, and always absolved the Gopis of all blame since blame was an illusion anyway. Once he said, “I am unable to repay you who are completely blameless and who have worshipped Me after breaking the childhood bonds that tie you to family and home. May that in itself repay you perfectly.” And the Gopis understood his Real meaning. Sometimes on the sands the Gopis would happily dance the circular Rasa-dance for Krishna with arms linked, and they Loved one another. Usually he joined them and the whole group moved and sang as One. Often these dances ended in an innocent celebration of Love after which, delightfully languid, the Gopis would bathe and splash in the cool river in order to wash the saffron nipple paint from their breasts. Yet, even in the water as they laughed with joy, Krishna again loved them one by one. When he penetrated each Gopi the others would gleefully splash the couple until they reached orgasm. Krishna had the stamina of the gods!

Radha had joined these love games jubilantly and without a trace of jealousy even though she knew she and Krishna shared a special bonding. Like Krishna, she was aware the physical love symbolized the equal sharing of Real Love, just as Brahman (God) radiates Love to all Beings identically. It is a circle of Love in which all share God’s Beneficence and Grace to the same maximum extent and no one is left out. Krishna is the Avatar who, like all Avatars, channels God’s Loving Oneness to everyone willing to participate.

One day when Krishna and a few friends were traveling to a neighboring village the sun grew hot and the air was dry. The travelers sheltered under a huge banyan tree about which Krishna said, “My friends, we humans should give shelter to others like this noble tree. Trees give us their fruits, the beauty of their flowers, their wood and their sap. All people should follow the selfless lives of service to others given by the trees.”

The cowherds with Krishna were hungry and thirsty. He noticed several priests of Brahman a short way off who were engaged in a religious ritual, and suggested to his famished companions that they should ask the priests, in his name, for a little food and water. When they did this the priests of Brahman shooed them away as nuisances. Krishna then suggested his friends approach the wives of the priests, in his name, for food and drinks. The wives were seated under another banyan tree quietly watching their husbands’ activities. These generous women gladly shared their provisions with the young men. The priests on seeing this, were embarrassed, and approached Krishna to apologize for their own misconduct. Krishna smiled and said, “Your wives, who are halves of you, have been kind, but I do not condemn you in any way. Just share lovingly, as do your wives, all you have with others. You can learn much more about the true nature of religion from your wives’ kindness than from your pious rituals. Also, from now on always include your wives in those rituals because all women are your equals as priests in the sight of Brahman.”

His misguided uncle, King Kamsa of Mathura, heard of Krishna’s fame and miracles so he invited Krishna to the annual great archery contest in Mathura intending to assassinate him. Kamsa’s messenger, who was a good person, revealed to Yasoda and Nanda the whole story that Krishna was the King’s nephew and that his real parents were still imprisoned, a fact Krishna had not known. Krishna explained to his concerned foster parents it was safe to go to Mathura because he was not only a powerful young man but also invulnerable.

When Krishna and his friend, Balarama, arrived at the palace gate a wild elephant, released by Kamsa, tried to crush them but Krishna touched its trunk and calmed it instantly. Inside the palace Krishna and Balarama were met by two massive wrestlers who tried to kill them. After a tough fight the two friends defeated these champions, then went on to kill two famous warriors who attacked them ferociously. Having witnessed the defeat of his strongest fighters King Kamsa seized his sword and struck out at the two friends. Krishna dodged the blows and complained bitterly, “Is this the way you greet your friends?”

“No! It is the way I kill all my enemies!” replied Kamsa, slashing wildly in his fury. Krishna, sidestepping again, grasped his uncle’s sword and threw it away across the throne room, at the same time grabbing a handful of his hair. Wrenching Kamsa over backwards, Krishna fell heavily on top of him to knock the wind out of him. To Krishna’s surprise Kamsa choked, gasped and died from shock.

Within minutes Krishna had liberated his mother, Devaki, his father, Vasudeva, and his grandfather, Ugrasena, who was reinstated to his rightful throne.

The departure of Krishna from Gokula made the Gopis, and especially Radha, very sad. Krishna, however, now decided to become the obedient and humble student of the great sage Sandipani. Within 64 days the physically and intellectually brilliant Krishna had mastered 64 subjects, arts and skills, including archery and military science.

After graduating Krishna became his grandfather’s chief diplomat and soon became embroiled in the affairs of the neighboring kingdom of Kuru-Panchala where his Aunt Kunti was the first wife of King Pandu who had just died. Reports reached Krishna that the new King of Kuru-Panchala (Pandu’s brother, Dhritarastra) was treating the three young princes unfairly because, on coming of age, they would be entitled to half the kingdom. Diplomatic efforts to resolve the impasse ground on for years but always failed. When King Dhritarastra, now old and blind, abdicated his throne to his own son, Duryodhana, this bogus young monarch took up his father’s quarrel with his cousins making an eventual military showdown between the two sets of royal relatives inevitable. Dhritarastra’s sons, including Duryodhana, were called the Kauravas, and Pandu’s princes (Aunt Kunti’s children) the Pandavas.

During the earlier intervening years of futile diplomacy, Krishna became a courageous and invincible general adding many lands to his grandfather’s kingdom. He abducted and married Princess Rukmini of Vidarbha when, for political reasons, her irascible brother tried to marry her off to a neighboring elderly king. Although Krishna was not a king, his prowess and fame had spread through all India. As was common in those times he gradually acquired several devoted wives whom he loved dearly. They bore him 28 sons of which his eldest son, Pradumna, was very handsome.

Arjuna, a skillful warrior, was a son of Kunti and a close friend of his older cousin, Krishna. Arjuna had very mixed feelings about the forthcoming battle between his side, the Pandavas, and his cousins, the Kauravas. Krishna decided it was only fair to divide his own personal entourage of superb warriors between the two sets of his cousins by letting each side choose one warrior in turn. Arjuna chose Krishna first and they then agreed that he should be Arjuna’s charioteer since Krishna was the best in all India. In this role Krishna could also advise Arjuna during the battle.

When Arjuna, standing in his chariot with Krishna in the forefront of his army, saw all his many relatives on both sides about to kill each other, he was overcome with sadness and deep compassion.

“Krishna, my stalwart friend, I see no point in us all slaying each other for land, for pleasure, for greed, or for family. I would not consent to kill even for the three Higher Kingdoms of Life, much less for a kingdom on earth. This lawlessness of war destroys families, corrupts the survivors and brings hell to everyone involved. I would rather die unarmed than be responsible for this carnage. Krishna, I will not fight.”

But Krishna would have none of this faintheartedness. “Have courage, Arjuna. Sages do not grieve anyone, alive or dead. Everyone on this field of battle, including you and me, has eternal life; we have always lived and always will live. Our immutable Beings are indestructible. We make our bodies and other objects which come and go with their attendant, temporary pains and pleasures but none of that is Real. So fight, Arjuna. No one dies when his body is slain because he is forever a Living Being. Bodies are always perishable and new ones are available to those wishing to return to this physical plane. Only the Dweller within the body is all-pervading, unchanging and unmanifest Life which cannot be killed. These warriors freely chose their livelihood in this lifetime. They love war, and they love to fight and die with honor. They seek a door to their version of heaven on this battlefield, Arjuna, therefore show no fear. Pleasure or pain, victory or defeat, and gain or loss are all the same, my friend. They are all illusions, they are all dualities, they are all opposites which, when brought together, cancel each other out into nothingness. Rather, be you steadfast in Spirit, Arjuna, for it will bring you insight and inner Vision.”

“If what you say is true, Krishna, please describe this person of Vision who is founded in Knowledge and steadfast in Spirit.”

“He has relinquished all his ego desires, Arjuna, and thus inner contentment is his. His mind is unworried by sorrows, and he is free from arousal amidst pleasure. He no longer becomes angry on provocation and all fears are gone from his peaceful mind. He is emotionally unattached to other people or any objects, including his own body. His unified Mind is sharply focused on a single purity of Spirit——his own Real Self. Without desires, attachments or ego he can attain the Bliss of God.”

Arjuna was perplexed and bluntly told Krishna he was contradicting himself. “If you are suggesting the path of the enlightened sage is much more preferable to the path of action, why are you urging me to join in battle with my cousins and commit savage deeds? Which path is better?”

“There are two paths, Arjuna. There is the path of Knowledge which is better for meditators and contemplators. Then there is the path of action, or work, for those who prefer to do something. One does not become enlightened by an “external” abstention from work or actions any more than one becomes free of desire through an “external” renunciation by willpower. If the inner ego continues to be preoccupied with, and to brood over thoughts of work, fantasies of desire, and other inner obsessions, any external abstention or renunciation will be useless. A show, an act of being Spiritual, is not only a waste of time and effort, it is also a barrier to reaching the Real Self. It is the worst kind of hypocrisy. On either path the true seeker is always honest and genuine. On either path he who relinquishes all ego desires and attachments within the Mind Itself has found his Spiritual Self——even as the external still passes by. Therefore, Arjuna, do your allotted tasks for external action is better than no action. We on earth have to maintain our bodies without being in bondage to them. I, too, am engaged in my lifework and so I keep my body alive and healthy. But let us not disturb those who wish to remain ignorant, those who are attached firmly to worldly ego-activities——like these warriors. You, however, can use Me as a symbol of your own Self and do all your works for Me. Now fight, Arjuna, but without ego, or desire, or anger. Those who, like you, understand what I am saying will be freed from the ego-bondage of illusion, while those who reject my teachings will be blind, lost and senseless. Follow your own true, inner Nature which is Me, and carry out the work, the activities, you must do, without ego, as perfectly as you are able.”

Arjuna asked, “Explain to me, Lord Krishna, what is it in us humans that causes us to commit sin, to do evil?”

“As a neglected mirror becomes covered in thick dust so the Spiritual Self, your True Being, becomes obscured by a dusting of ego-desires, ego-needs, ego-passions, ego-fears and ego-wrath. It is all these numerous ego-wants, ego-motivations, ego-feelings and ego-emotions which cause so-called ‘sin’ and ‘evil.’ If anyone relinquishes the thick dusk of the ego, then good and bad, sin and evil will cease to exist, and the True Self will be uncovered and seen.” All the bipolar beliefs of the ego, like good and evil, will have disappeared.

“All right, I now understand that,” said Arjuna. “But please explain why we have many lives here and where we first originated.”

Krishna smiled. “Yes, you have had numerous earth lives, Arjuna. The human ego is a false identity we create to be apart from our Origin. The Original Self, however, which the ego obscures during all human lives on earth, is eternal——it always was the Original I AM, and always will BE. Each individual person, as an ego, decides to manifest, to incarnate a physical human body here on earth. Bodies are merely theatrical physical costumes people use as a ‘vehicle’ for the ego during their successive lifetimes on this planet. I personally, however, have long since realized my True Self. In fact, I came here deliberately as a Spiritual Teacher to help the human race transcend their physical bodies, and you, Arjuna, are my main instrument for achieving this goal, now and in the future. I came from the Oneness and I am One with all Teachers, all Avatars. We Are Me, the Self which is One eternally, and I as One will come again and again until all humans, of their own free will, are freed of ego. Anyone who really wants to, can voluntarily transcend all fear, desire, anger, passion and ego by coming to Me and understanding Me as What I Am. Be it known, Arjuna, I accept all human beings as they are in their ego-states. All they need do is follow Me. If they simply follow my path, my teachings, then they, too, will find the Oneness within, which is the Yoga of All Being.”

“Krishna, what is action and inaction, working and not working? How can they lead to Yoga, to Oneness? Are they ego or not ego?”

“I will tell you the secret, Arjuna. It does not matter what one does by way of work, or does not do, in order to maintain the physical body. As I said before, do what you must do but——and here is the secret——never be concerned with outcomes. Never be ego-preoccupied with the fruits of your activity or work. Desire no specific results. In this way, being without any ego-needs or ego-wants and without ego-goals, you can never commit ‘wrong’. Abandon ego success or failure, ego pleasure and pain, ego attachments or ego unattachments. Only then, no matter what you do actively or inactively, will you find inner Oneness (Yoga)——just by following My Way. By all means be of service to others, Arjuna, but leave all outcomes to Me. In this respect you must trust Me because, in Origin, I and your Spiritual Self are One and have One goal——your Self-Realization. This union with Brahman, with God, brings undying Bliss and everlasting Peace. Always remember, Arjuna, that Self and ego are incompatible, and that ego will always (falsely) see the Spiritual Self as ‘the enemy’ who wants to extinguish it. Therefore, relinquishing all ego thoughts, Arjuna, focus your Mind single-pointedly on Me as the Self and you will find Oneness. This may take time, but little by little, with steadfast willingness you will experience the Eternal.”

“I wish I had the ability to focus single-pointedly as you say, Krishna, but my ego-mind is so restless, fickle, impetuous and obstinate that I can no more control it than the wind.”

“I agree the ego-mind is difficult to control but mastery can be achieved through the regular practice of meditation and non-attachment. Even if you do not attain full Union with God in this lifetime your present efforts will cause you to be born next time, into a Loving family of spiritual individuals who will facilitate your advancement to Oneness. Know also, Arjuna, that a True-Awakening-One, like you, who is attuned to Me, is greater than any ascetic, greater than any ritual-bound priest and greater than any wise philosopher. If you focus on both Me and My Truth, your unruly ego will become tranquil and your Self will know My Self in full.”

“My Lord Krishna, share with me your Knowledge so that I may focus mindfully on you.”

“I will tell you My Truths, Arjuna, Truths which even many perfected yogis do not know. I am of the One Mind-as-such. I originate this world and every aspect of it. Without Me and My attention this world would dissolve because I am the earth, the air, fire and water; I am the moon and the sunlight; I am the music of the spheres, the wisdom of the wise, the fragrance and the flowers; it is all in My Mind-as-such which maintains the entire universe. I am not in it because it is in Me. All Mind-as-such Beings share My Mind, My Self, with Me in Oneness. All the illusions that make up nature, from rocks to rivers, from sand to stars are made by Me. The only difference between us, Arjuna, is that I Know these things but you, as yet, do not. You will, however, cross beyond the physical and psychological objects of illusion when you no longer cling to them or seek them for their own sake.”

Arjuna was puzzled by the ideas of Oneness, the Absolute, and Brahman or God. “What is this Oneness, this Brahman, and how does the Self fit into it, Krishna?”

“The Oneness, Absolute, God, or Brahman has many names. Let us call this Being the Supreme Being who contains all Beings and Beingness. ‘Beings’ in this context does not include anything physical, or anything that has form, including all bodies. Anything mutable, temporary or perishable from a dust mote to a universe, from a need to an ego, does not have Being, it is not Real. The supreme Being or God’s Mind-as-such, in whom all Self-Mind-Beings exist eternally, is Unmanifested, Eternal, Absolute, Omniscient, Limitless REALITY. God is also eternally all-Loving, Peaceful and Joyful. The Self-Mind-Beings, who are in God and exactly like Him, have the Power to manifest, physically and psychologically, anything at all of a mutable nature, almost always in some shape, structure or form, but any such manifestation is always temporary, changeable and perishable. This is the case with bodies, plants, oceans, stars, and planets. It is Self-Mind-Beings within the One Mind Being who manifest time, space, energy, matter, form, beginnings, middles and endings. And it all happens only Now.”

“My Lord of Yoga-Oneness, I desire to see your divine imperishable Self. If It can be seen, please reveal Your Self to me.”

“You can see Me in a million manifested forms in the universe which is my body, so to speak,” Krishna responded. “You will perceive me as your ego wants to see me in innumerable, exaggerated projections from dazzling Radiance to devouring Flames.”

Then Arjuna perceived Krishna in a quick succession of magnificent, sometimes frightening, images——all larger than life.

Then Krishna said, “I am time, Arjuna, and time is a manifestation which is the destroyer of manifestations. In one hundred years, even without your intervention, Arjuna, all these armies, these warriors, these manifested bodies will have been destroyed by time. Of course, their Higher Selves cannot die, but as egos-in-bodies they are ‘dead’ already. As soldiers they are in a ‘killing’ profession for whom, in battle, ‘death is honor’, a fatuous aphorism if ever I heard one because there is no death. You will be doing them a service by conquering them, Arjuna, so fulfill their avowed destinies for them, now.”

Arjuna was overwhelmed by Krishna’s Vision of the battlefield and its assembled armies as nothing more than a theater of ego-illusions, a literal “theater of war”.

“You are the Knower, Krishna, the Known, and the Supreme Symbol of the Self. You penetrate all from the All and therefore You are All. You are One with the Oneness of God.”

“I AM THAT, Arjuna, and if you do your work for Me and have unswerving devotion to Me you will be freed of all attachments to the manifested because he who Loves Me and Understands Me is free of all enmity and ego. I am your Goal, Arjuna. Worship only the Imperishable, the Undefinable, the Unmanifested, the Omnipresent, the Unchanging, the Eternal Pure Mind-as-such with Which I AM ONE. Stay intent on Me, meditate on Me, do all your actions for Me and I will deliver you from the manifested ocean of death-bound existence, Arjuna. Seek only to reach Me and always relinquish all interest in the fruit of your actions, all outcomes. Have complete faith in Me and follow my immortal Wisdom for I Love all who are devoted to me just as I Love all who are not.”

Who has Knowledge, Lord Krishna, Who is it Who Knows?”

“The Knower of Truth is your Self, Arjuna. The Knower is unattached to what is manifested. The Knower is inside and outside all things, all ‘beings’. The Knower is the Essence of Beingness. The Knower is the Light of Lights. The Knower is the Supreme Self. The Knower is all Spirit. The Knower is only Pure Mind-as-such within Pure Mind-as-such. Know the Knower, Arjuna, and you Know your Self, you Know Me and you Know God as Absolute Reality. Believe in Me and in my Knowledge, Arjuna, and through My Grace and the Grace of God which are One, you, too, will Experience God’s Mind-As-Oneness.”

Arjuna then went into battle with a light heart conquering the Kuru clan. Arjuna became the rightful King of that country, ruling thereafter with such love and justice that many of his subjects became spiritual devotees of Krishna.

Krishna lived 125 years. It is said that, when he knew it was time to leave the earth plane, he went into the forest. While Krishna lay asleep on the ground, a careless hunter mistakenly shot him with an arrow thinking he was a wild animal.

Even in his chosen manner of dying Krishna, the Avatar, was very human.

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Elohm now turned his attention to China, a vast, sprawling loosely-governed empire which, during the later Chou Dynasty (700-221 BC) was composed of twelve major states ruled by feudal warlords. Their loyalty to their emperor was nominal, because they looked to him only for ceremonial religious sacrifices to heaven and earth, and for the dishing out of numerous royal honors and material rewards to those who professed loyalty. In the meantime the feudal lords and thousands of their city states warred “horizontally” with each other for whatever they could get. Armies of thousands fought frequent battles.

The common people of China still practiced their animistic religions of believing in the spirits of natural things and phenomena. In this, at least, Elohm saw, these farmers and workers were not far wrong because the Devaminds did organize Nature’s ecosystems the best they could; unfortunately the human emotions of fear and hate all too often directly interfered with this process of natural synthesis.

China had a written language shared by the ruling classes and the civil service, but power was the name of the political game and education serviced it. In the north barbarians attacked constantly causing regular headaches to the Chinese Administration, not to mention the cost of containing them.

“Something must be done about this disarray in sick Cathay,” mused Elohm to himself as he cast around for another Teacher with a penchant for law and order. It took some time, but in the end it was he who was surprised when, on the mutable plane, twin Beings sought him out to offer their joint help. Each would serve in different but complementary roles, one as a Spiritual Guide and the other as a Teacher of Ethics and Rational Rule. The Guide, it was decided, would direct his efforts mainly toward the population as a whole, and thus the spiritual philosophy he advocated would rely heavily on natural symbolism as its medium of appeal. The Teacher of Ethics, however would eschew any mention of spirit, other than token nods, remaining focused on moral conduct and social behavior.

In 604 BC Li Uhr was born in the Hu district of the Henan Province of China to educated, gentle parents who revered the Spirit in all nature, and this they imbued in their quiet and reflective son. He learned the deeper meanings behind the mystic rituals and family rites and, even at an early age, was given to contemplation and meditation. While his childhood was somewhat sheltered and uneventful, his extensive and thorough education prepared him for the role of recorder, librarian and historian at the Court of the Chou Emperor. His work included making astrological and other divinations for members of the court and, as these were laced with telepathic intuitions from Elohm, it was not long before he became known as Lao-Tzu which means “Venerable Sage”.

Lao-Tzu possessed the kind of Mind that had to penetrate to the core of Life, and in this pursuit of Spiritual Truth he always turned to the Essence of Nature to find “It”. This “It” he labeled the “Tao” which, when later committed to book form, influenced the peoples of China for millennia. When he was 87 years old he met his twin soul Confucius who was then 34.

Confucius (K’ung-fu-tzu) was born in 551 BC in Lu to a distinguished but poor family. He, like his spiritual brother, learned how to carry out the established rituals of the family religion, but for Confucius it was the respectful reverence for traditional customs that was most important because it lent stability and centeredness to everyday living.

When Confucius was only three his father died but in his extended family there were other powerful, male role models. Hence he grew up with a sense of kindly responsibility to all human beings, something he reflected in his first adult work as a foreman of stores and supervisor of parks. He had married when 19 and soon had children of his own.

All this time a deep, inner prompting told Confucius he had to teach, so when only 22 he broke away from proctoring to found his own school. It had a sliding scale of fees enabling even the poor to attend. This school was sufficiently successful that its income allowed Confucius to travel from time to time. Throughout his life his observations of people and governments led him to formulate the wise and humane civil and moral philosophies which he then taught to his students and devotees.

Confucius was given the opportunity to put into practice his principles of caring government when at the age of 52 he was asked to accept the governorship of a province. This he did very well until a jealous governor in a neighboring district laid plans to topple him from power. Anticipating this overthrow Confucius resigned to resume traveling and teaching for 13 more years. Eventually, when 69, he returned to his family in Lu where he had two grown daughters and a son. There, at home, he died at 72 years of age in the year 479 BC.

When the twins met on Terra in 517 BC Confucius was mesmerized by the elderly Venerable Sage who asked him what he wanted from life.

“I would like to increase people’s reverence for the wisdom of the Ancient Ones of China. Master, how can I achieve this goal?”

“You must forget all past teachings, my brother, and search only for the Tao in your heart. The Tao is now. It can only be found in the present moment.”

Confucius was puzzled by this narrowing of time and its implications.

“How can I live in the present when I have so much to accomplish in the future?” he asked.

“You must let go all your desires for worldly fame, ego-power and superficial possessions,” insisted Lao-Tzu gently. “If you would be as free as the wind, only when you do not need something can you then have it and use it wisely.”

“But Master, do we not have to get deeply involved in education, the law, and the affairs of state to bring about beneficial changes in the hearts of the people?”

“These approaches will not work because they involve the use of coercion, conceits, conditioning and ego-power. The only way to bring about change in people’s hearts is first to change your own. Relinquish all ego and all conflict to the Tao. Do not struggle. Flow like a bird with the wind; swim with the river current to the Ocean. The Tao is found in tranquillity, in stillness. Find it there and then teach the Way to those who seek you out. Tell them the Tao is formless and the attainment of it is through non-attainment. Only the empty can be filled with Tao. This is the only Way to Peace——for everyone!”

When Confucius returned home he was silent for three days, all the while wondering what Lao-Tzu meant by these mystical words. He sensed their profound Truth, but as his own practical preoccupation with education and ethics returned, he was soon drawn back into the world of social involvement. The philosophical legacy of Confucius, like Lao-Tzu’s, also influenced the peoples of China for several thousands of years.

Lao-Tzu, at an advanced age, became dismayed by the crookedness and degeneration of his state government so he decided to return to nature. When he reached the city gates the Captain of the guard who was a devout disciple of the sage begged him to write down a summary of his wisdom for his followers to study. Lao-Tzu agreed and quickly brushed a scroll of some 81 stanzas known as the “Tao-te Ching”, or the “Book of the Nature of Mind-as-such”. This completed, Lao-Tzu continued on his Way … forever.

Elohm was more than delighted with the joint accomplishments of the twins and, on their return, congratulated them on their thoroughness, the results of which would give the Chinese people two permanent philosophical religions. The third was yet to come.

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Elohm found his second volunteer for India in a spiritual being who agreed to found a pure, egoless religion which would be casteless, open to all, free of ritual and sacrifice, and able to be fulfilled by any individual willing to meditate. Even so, it would have clear guidelines and practical prescriptions which, if followed by adherents, would lead them to their own enlightenment.

Prince Siddhartha Gautama was born to Queen Maya and King Suddhodana Gautama in 563 BC. His mother died seven days later so Siddhartha was thereafter cared for by his aunt, Mahaprajapati.

The infant prince was visited by Wise Hermit Asita who told the king that Siddhartha would become the Enlightened One who would have perfect Knowledge and set the peoples of the world free. Now the King was both pleased and dismayed by this prophecy because, though he wanted a famous son, he also wanted grandsons who would guarantee the continuance of his family lineage. An Enlightened One would almost surely be celibate, so Suddhodana made plans to keep his son firmly anchored in the delights of palace life.

The king gave orders, not to Siddhartha, but to the staff of the royal household, never to allow the prince outside the extensive palace grounds. This was to be done indirectly, without coercion. Thus, Siddhartha would lead an idyllic life quite unaware of villainy, crime, sickness, or death. Everything negative was to be concealed from him——and so it was. He was not overly spoiled, and he did receive an excellent, though narrow, education.

At the age of sixteen he married his beloved Gopa who was his exact anima counterpart. King Suddhodana brimmed with happiness when his grandson Rahula was born. By this time Siddhartha was aware of his wider destiny and determined on his own authority to explore the city outside the palace gates. There, he was appalled to see sick people, poverty, the handicapped and the dying. Closely questioning his personal charioteer the prince soon extracted from him the sad truths of human suffering and was deeply moved.

“Will I, too, suffer and die?” Siddhartha asked.

“It is the destined fate of every one of us, my Lord,” his aide answered. “All living things on earth wither and cease to be.”

The prince was shocked by this realization of his own mortality and for the first time in his life felt true fear. He returned to the palace but now all the pleasures and pleasantries of the royal household were tasteless to him and depression set in. Siddhartha continued to roam through the city and countryside until on one such excursion he met a simple monk who was sitting in solitude under a shade tree.

“And what do you do, my good fellow?” he asked the monk respectfully.

“Nothing, young man, I do nothing.”

“Then what do you want?”

“Nothing, I want nothing.”

“Do you fear death?”

“I fear nothing, my friend, nothing.”

“Are you happy?” asked the prince.

“Happiness is not sought. It only happens.”

When does happiness just happen?”

“When you want nothing and find nothing in your mind, then you will be serene.” The monk then closed his eyes to indicate he had no more to say.

Siddhartha reflected on the monk’s words for several days before he went to his father to announce his newfound determination to become a monk. When the king remonstrated against this crazy idea, his son asked him this crucial question.

“Sir, can you guarantee that, if I stay here, I will never suffer sickness, grow old, experience misfortune, or die?”

“Of course not. Even divine beings cannot guarantee that.”

“Then I must leave.”

That night Siddhartha, donned some simple clothes and left the palace while everyone slept. He had kissed his loving wife and toddler son very gently so as not to awaken them, then disappeared.

He entered the ashram of the guru Arata Kalama where he studied the doctrines of asceticism and renunciation, and learned several methods of meditation. But the extreme austerity, the constant mortification of the body and the continuous proximity of others soon led Siddhartha to seek a more solitary, less vain path to ultimate wisdom.

After much meditation while alone on a distant mountain, Siddhartha experienced deep peace and, as a result, decided to visit the nearby city of Rajagriha to give them his message. Crowds gathered and when they heard his wisdom took him to Vimbasara, their king, who offered him whatever rewards he wanted in return for his permanent residency there. But once Vimbasara learned from Siddhartha that he had been a prince, he knew that any offer of material rewards was pointless.

The next stop for the wandering Siddhartha was the ashram of the saintly Rudraka, a teacher who had many followers. After listening intently for several days, the young man left the ashram, again disappointed that no new knowledge was forthcoming there. To Siddhartha’s surprise five of Rudraka’s disciples followed him even though he had said little. The names of these five were Asvajit, Bhadrika, Kaundinya, Mahanaman and Vashpa.

Siddhartha and his followers wandered on until they settled by the fertile banks of the Nairanjara River, the waters of which were clean and clear.

“Here, there is pure water to drink with plenty of nuts, fruits and herbs to eat, even as the natural beauty around us will nourish our inner vision. Here, we will stay and mediate on peace. We shall live simple, quiet lives eating enough to keep healthy, sleeping enough to be refreshed, and exercising enough to keep fit. We will speak only when necessary so that we can hear the inner voice of wisdom.

Several weeks after this Siddhartha, while meditating, fell into a profound trance. His breathing became so shallow it was unnoticeable, while his pulse seemed to have disappeared. The five disciples thought he had died but he had only gone out-of-body quite spontaneously. During this state he spoke with both Elohm and his ascended mother who jointly reassured him he was well along his chosen path to supreme knowledge.

Siddhartha and his friends meditated by the river for six years, during which time he became emaciated and very weak mostly because he forgot to eat. This debilitation led to an inability to sit or walk upright, and it was then he realized, yet again, that austerities and denial were not the way to further progress. He began accepting nourishing food from local villagers, until he had fully regained his health and strength. The five disciples felt Siddhartha had betrayed his sacred trust and, disillusioned, they departed for Benares in order to find a “real” holy man.

A local woman, a farm owner, presented him with a new homespun robe, and thereafter regularly supplied him with sufficient, wholesome food for his needs. As he sat down under a huge tree, near the farm and river, he resolved not to move until he achieved full enlightenment. Within a week the darkest aspects of his unconscious Shadow archetype appeared before him as Mara, the Destroyer. At first Mara faced Siddhartha with his own projected fear but the fury of the manifested storms, the floods and the earthquakes did not make him quail or move. Next Mara’s armies, as projections of Siddhartha’s own aggression, hurled rocks and arrows at him. When these fell harmlessly they attacked him with pikes and swords. Still, was Siddhartha unharmed and he did not move. He had demonstrated not only that he had no fear of either aggression or fear, be they inside himself or outside. For him these two human ego-emotions had been transformed into only Love. Siddhartha now extended that Love to embrace Mara and his legions causing them to disappear from his Mind; he had Loved his “enemies.”

This liberation from his own darkest ego allowed Siddhartha’s Mind to be flooded with a succession of remarkable insights, the first of which was a knowledge of all his previous lifetimes. He saw not only his own numerous cycles of birth and death, but also the folly of this fruitless process for all humans. It was the ego’s desires which initiated each cycle of birth to death and thus it was the ego which was the builder of its own shabby house in the Mind. To relinquish the ego and its desires, he saw, is to rid oneself of the house by tearing it down——gently. Once that ego-demolition is accomplished, he realized, one is freed from all birth and death and all attachment to meaningless activities and objects.

Siddhartha had become the Enlightened One, the Buddha, who would dispel darkness. His body continued to sit under the tree but his released Mind traveled all through the Theater, and through all the other domains, including Reality. It was at this point that Mara returned briefly with his final ego-temptation.

“Blessed One,” he flattered Siddhartha, “now you know the Reality of Formless Mind-as-such and have experienced the supreme bliss of Silent Oneness, stay there in that endless Ultimate State.”

The Buddha knew it would be most unloving to desert all the human beings on Terra leaving them to the dark ego-machinations of Mara, who, of course, only existed in their own unconscious fabrications. But, the Buddha realized, humans caught in the ego-birth-death cycle had to be shown how to extricate themselves from their own ego-web of attachments and desires, and from the suffering these caused. Therefore the Compassionate One did not stay permanently in the state of Nirvana. All this was accomplished during the 49 days he sat without moving.

The Buddha now realized he had a problem, namely, how to teach the set of subtle, difficult-to-understand Supreme Truths he had discovered to a disinterested, confused, ego-preoccupied, need-ridden population. Where to start? On an intuition he decided to travel to Benares, to seek out his five former disciples. He found them there in the Deer Park. They were still dubious when they met him but as he spoke of the Truths he had inwardly realized they began to listen intently.

“You once despised my rejection of asceticism as unholy, but now I wish you to understand that both self-indulgence and self-mortification or denial rest on the (false) assumption that ego-desires are Real. If they were Real we could never be rid of them. Therefore I now teach the Middle Way which recognizes the essential unreality of the ego, its needs and its worldly preoccupations. But you must first know and accept in principle the four Noble Truths.”

The Buddha had caught their attention and the five listened raptly.

“The first Truth is that all life on Terra is suffering no matter how much it may appear to be otherwise superficially. The second Truth is that this suffering is caused by ego-needs, ego-desires, and ego-preoccupations. The third Truth is that all these ego wants are merely belief systems in the Mind. The fourth Truth is that the ego’s belief systems can be relinquished by the determined adherence to the Eightfold Path.”

“So, how do the four Noble Truths and this Way or Path of yours propose we relinquish these ego-desires? How do we attain this blissful state of Nirvana?” asked Kaundinya.

“The Eightfold Path has eight learning tracks” the Buddha replied, “and each of these eight methods has to be followed and completed if you would attain the egoless state of Nirvana. The eight tracks are: right knowledge (of the True Self), right motive (the aspiration to achieve enlightenment), right speech (without harm), right action (always helpful, never hurtful), right living (contributing to Life with compassion), right effort (persevering with patience), right concentration (mindfulness), right (practice of egoless) meditation. Follow these eight paths to their end and the Truth will be yours.”

Vashpa needed some clarification. “Siddhartha, will your Eightfold Way eliminate all my suffering?”

“Yes, yours and anyone else’s. It is one’s ego-desires, such as the need for power, sensations and possessions, as well as the ego’s clinging to false securities, that condemn one to repeated cycles of birth and death, and the many lifetimes of pain and suffering they incur. Let them go! Free yourself from these vain pursuits of the ego by using my eight positive methods of right knowledge, right motive, right speech, right action, right living, right effort, right concentration and right meditation. If you focus your attention unwaveringly on these right-minded principles, you will soon be Enlightened. But remember, mortification, denial and deprivation are only negative. They will get you nowhere. Seek and follow only the Right Way to realize Reality.”

The Blessed One soon had sixty disciples to all of whom he taught his True Way. He had realized that teaching the Eightfold Process of reaching Nirvana was more essential to their eventual understanding than detailed, abstruse descriptions of Reality, Formlessness, Mind-as-such, Supreme Truth and Infinite Bliss as the One Goal.

Siddhartha often used simple stories or similes to illustrate his teachings. He wandered from place to place gently explaining his Truths and the Right Path to any who would listen. Some disciples stayed with him while others went off to spread their Master’s words of Wisdom. The Buddha decided to re-visit King Vimbasara at Rajagriha who was so overjoyed that, on his arrival, he presented the Master with a large tract of verdant land which included a large grove of bamboo. The Buddha was so delighted with its peacefulness and beauty that he made it his headquarters.

Gautama, as the Buddha was now called, eventually returned to Kapilavastu to visit his father and family who rejoiced to see him. His brother Nanda, who was now the heir to their father’s throne, was very happy with his own privileged situation. He had every right to be because not only would he succeed to a wealthy, well governed kingdom, but he was also about to marry a gorgeous, bright princess who loved him dearly.

The Buddha, dismayed by Nanda’s attachment to ego-relationships and worldly possessions, took his brother aside to counsel him.

“Nanda, do not seek the satisfactions or pleasures of this mundane existence because they will always bring you pain. This ego-world of everyday life is only made of flame and smoke. Everything in it experiences pain, decay and death. You have had many previous lifetimes and all have resulted in frequent tears, crushed ambitions, debilitating illnesses and insoluble problems. Many times you have grieved in deep despair over the loss of loved ones——your children, spouses, parents, friends and even favorite animals. You, in human form, have died numerous times, often after considerable suffering. And now you desire to repeat that insane process yet again. This palace, this place of pleasure and heartache, is no more real than froth and foam. It is only a fraudulent dream from which, if you wish, you can awaken into Buddhahood.”

When Gautama left his father’s kingdom he was accompanied by both Nanda and his own son, Rahula. They all returned to the Bamboo Grove near Rajagriha.

The Blessed One was only halfway home to the Bamboo Grove when six of his relatives and a stranger, a barber, caught up with him, asking to be his disciples. He agreed so long as they followed his teachings. One of his relatives was named Ananda, and it was he who interceded for Siddhartha’s aunt Mahaprajapati——the one who had nurtured Siddhartha as a child——when she made several attempts to join his disciples as a devout nun. Eventually the Buddha consented, but he did have misgivings that mixing male and female devotees would place a sexual strain on both.

Shortly after this, Gautama decided to visit Elohm and his mother a second time. Leaving the experienced monk Sariputra in charge of the community the Master walked alone to an isolated corner of the dense woods, sat down, and promptly dropped into a deep, altered state. At this advanced stage of his full spiritual realization the Buddha had extensive control over his Mind and body.

After loving greetings all round, Elohm asked him if there was anything further they could do for him.

“No, not while I am on Terra, but once I ascend to these domains I wish to emulate Maya here, my loving mother. She has cared for me ceaselessly, just as I would wish to love and watch over everyone who follows my precepts, at least until all Terra is liberated from ego-darkness.”

Elohm was impressed. “You already know you can do whatever you want to do here, and so you only grant yourself your own wish. It will be so. Now, Gautama, do you wish to visit what you call Formlessness, in Reality?”

“No, because I can bring It to me at any time I enter a Nirvanic State during meditation. Formlessness is, for me, an extreme dynamic and continuous state of Silent Love and Complete Joy within the One Mind. When in It I do not exist because I am Oneness.”

“You do have a perfect understanding of Oneness, don’t you my Buddha. Your contribution to eradicating the darkness on Terra will be enormous. You are a superb Teacher.”

“Then I shall now return there and continue with my avowed purpose of teaching humans how to enlighten themselves, because no one can do it for them. Teachers can only point the Way.”

Some years later, while traveling with a few monks, Gautama became thirsty. Soon he espied a well from which a devout woman was drawing water.

“Please may I have a drink,” he asked her quietly.

The woman turned to see who was asking, but when she saw it was the Buddha she backed away with downcast eyes saying, “My Lord, I am of low caste. If I give you water you will become unclean.” Secretly though, she wished to embrace the Master and receive his blessing and he knew this intuitively.

“But I did not ask you about caste. There is no caste, for we are all One. Now embrace me and receive my blessing.”

In wonder the woman embraced him and knew Real Love. Ecstatic, she gave him cool water to drink, then he moved on.

One of his disciples was shocked. “Master, you hugged a woman——how could you do such a thing?”

“I have no thoughts of sexual desire, my friend, and so I left her behind at the well. But she is still in your mind because of your own unrelinquished desires, desires which you ascribe to her, to me and to others. Release yourself from all your own ego-needs and ego-emotions first, and then you will see spiritual purity in the Minds of others.”

Gradually other sincere women joined the Buddhist communities which Gautama and other itinerant monks had founded around the country. The numbers of his followers grew daily as his message was spread wide and far by his disciples. The Buddha, when quite old, set out on his last journey. First, he and his close followers visited the new city of Pataliputra on the Ganges and he predicted it would see greatness. After crossing the river he fell gravely ill and suffered much pain. Ananda, his most selfless disciple, was extremely concerned but his Master recovered and they walked on towards Vaisali.

“I am eighty years old,” said the Buddha to his devotees, “and I am close to the end of my mission here. I have taught all of you every point of my doctrine, my truth, my sacred law, my Dharma very thoroughly. Each of you must now be your own Light. Always look nowhere but inside your own Mind-as-such for that Light.” The Master paused a moment then continued, “Ananda has never asked to be my successor, here on Terra, because he has no ego, so in the future look to him to be your True Guide in my place. Ananda Knows the Right Way to Live.” Ananda felt no reaction in himself.

The Blessed One held onto life for three more months. He and his group reached the banks of the peaceful Kakutstha River where the Master bathed in the pure waters. That night they slept in a mango grove, then over the weeks moved on to Kusinagara where, in a nearby wood by the Hiranyavati River, the Buddha noticed two identical trees.

He asked Ananda to prepare his couch between the twin trees which symbolized the identical nature of the True Life of Mind-as-such on earth and the True Life of Mind-in-Nirvana. As he lay there his monks, nuns, and other devotees paid him homage.

With his final breath the Buddha said to everyone, everywhere, “All that exists in time must perish. Have no investment in it. Relinquish all that is not eternal and seek only Nirvana, Reality, through the Eightfold Path.” Then he Lived.


CHAPTER SIXTEEN

 

Greeks, Romans And The Master of Love

 

 

Cube, Apex and Wave were enjoying a long spell between lifetimes. Then, around 470 BC, they and Elohm turned their attention to Europe and the countries around the Mediterranean Sea. Greece had already produced some keen philosophers, such as the mathematical philosopher Pythagorus and “physicists” like Anaximenes and Democritus who spoke of indestructible matter/energy and atoms. The group decided Athens would be the most advantageous spot to introduce a basic course in philosophy to the human race.

Cube, who initiated the process, was already an ethicist so he arranged to be born near Athens in 470 BC. His name was Socrates. For some fifty years Cube, as Socrates, taught his philosophical truths to those citizens of Athens who cared to listen. Even as a child Socrates would hear a voice in his head, an endowment considered a gift in his time. This voice was, of course, Elohm, who often channeled all kinds of warnings, information and truths to him. On one occasion when his close friend Chaerephon asked the Oracle at Delphi if there was anyone alive who was wiser than Socrates, the Oracle replied, “No”. If that is the case, thought Socrates, it is a sad comment on the state of the human race. During another visit Socrates asked the Oracle (who was this time channeling Elohm) this question.

“Oracle, tell me, what is the wisest advice I can ever give to anyone?”

Know thy Self,” answered the Oracle with the faintest of smiles.

Socrates soon had a considerable following of people who were fascinated with his wit, his knowledge and the superb clarity of his reasoning. Time and again he proved, quite logically that, “evil is only ignorance of the Truth while he who has True Knowledge must always act in terms of True Goodness,” a sentiment which would again be expressed on a cross some 470 years later.

A bright young lad in his audience was entranced by Socrates’ new philosophies, his intellectual skills and sparkling wisdom. Socrates was already 54 when Plato (Apex, the teleologist), aged 12, first stopped to really listen.

As an adolescent and a young man, Plato would make succinct notes on his writing tablet of Socrates’ discussions, then would rush home and expand these jottings into concise, reconstructed discourses. Thus over a period of some 12 years Plato was able to record, condense, edit and polish these philosophical conversations into a crystal-clear synoptic set of Socrates’ most renowned dialogues. The listening crowd always became enthralled as the two great masterminds sought to unravel the truth, especially in terms of universal definitions or Ideas such as Truth, Beauty and Goodness.

Plato was shocked when Socrates, at 70 years of age, was arrested for corrupting the youth of Athens and for neglecting the gods. Socrates treated the trial with disdain refusing to defend himself seriously. One month later Socrates spent the day with his two friends Cebes and Simmias discussing the immortality of the psyche, before drinking the hemlock which would poison him. So died Socrates, a man, “who was the best of all his time… and, moreover, the most wise and just.” Will ego ever stop persecuting Knowledge?

It was 399 BC and, to avoid a possible “witch hunt”, Plato and a few other “corrupted” followers got out of town. Several years later when it was safe to return to Athens Plato decided to teach, and so he opened his famous Academy, where he taught philosophy in all its forms for some 45 years. It was, perhaps, the world’s first fledgling university. While there Plato taught and “published” the dialogues of Socrates and others, but he also taught, wrote and “published” his own theories, especially about justice, ideas, education, science, government and the law. His most renowned work was “The Republic.”

One Socratic concept Plato extended, with Elohm’s help, was the theory of Forms or Ideas. To illustrate the theory Plato likened the inhabitants of Terra to immobile spectators sitting in a cave (a kind of Theater of the Dreamtime) facing and watching a projected play of shadows on the wide, flat, back wall. The shadows are cast by real objects being paraded across and in front of powerful firelight, the fire itself being located just outside the cave entrance. The spectators sitting in the darkness of the inner cave see only the moving shadow play of those real objects, mingled with their own shadows. They think the shadows and the play are real. But for Plato it is the Light of Reality represented by the fire which is Real. The “objects” in that Eternal Light are also Real, being Ideas or Forms brought to Life by the Light of the Real Mind which, for Plato, was the origin of Ultimate “Goodness.” Plato pointed out that any individual in the cave who turned away from the play of shadows and went outside would discover the Source of the Light as well as the True Ideas or Knowledge it lighted up. He also pointed out that if such a man went back inside the cave to tell the others they were being deluded by the dark play of shadows, they would execute him as a false witness and a troublemaker who did not respect traditional beliefs. Plato, of course, had the condemnation and death of Socrates in mind when he wrote this. Plato did, however, portray the plight of Terra’s population quite accurately in that the “objective” shadows earthlings see and experience are no more than projected illusions of Reality.

When Plato was 61, a fresh faced young student of 17 enrolled at the Academy and it soon became apparent to Plato that this young man had a destiny, one which would change the world in many ways. Aristotle (alias Wave, the scientist) came from Stagira in Northern Greece where he was born in 384 BC. His father was physician to the King of Macedonia so as a child Aristotle had spent much time at court. This “brain of the Academy”, as Plato dubbed him, studied and taught there for some 20 years, until Plato died in 347 BC by which time Aristotle was 37 years old.

He was studying marine biology in Lesbos when, in 342 BC, King Philip of Macedonia asked Aristotle to return there to educate his son Alexander who was 13. The two became very close during the next seven years as Aristotle opened the mind of the self-assured, but brilliant youth who was actually Ring in human costume. From Aristotle, Alexander received not only a rigorously trained mind but also an education in how to apply his knowledge of logic, philosophy, natural science and political science to the arts of kingship. The opportunity to set these skills in motion came sooner than expected when Philip II of Macedonia was killed leaving his son to inherit the first true European nation that was much more than a mere city-state. One of King Alexander’s first acts was to endow his tutor with a fortune so he could found his own school, the Lyceum, on his return to Athens.

Aristotle, while exploring every branch of knowledge, was especially interested in the empirical sciences. He had his students dissect animals, observe insects and study astronomy. If Plato’s Academy was the first attempt to establish a school of higher learning, Aristotle’s Lyceum was the first diversified university and scientific institute combined. A wide variety of authoritative books were written by Aristotle and others, including his son Nicomachus who later edited several of them. The School even kept records of the winners at the Olympic and Pythian Games and of the dramas playing in Athens.

Although Aristotle established a separate school, his work and contribution to knowledge balanced Plato’s, complementing it and broadening it into the wider perspective of pragmatic knowledge.

Aristotle admitted he was primarily concerned with material causes but he did acknowledge God. For him, God was the First Unmoved Mover who was Intelligence or Thought. This Prime Mover was not a personal God to be worshipped or prayed to. God was a “Thought of Thought” who knows only Himself. The earth and cosmos were, for Aristotle, the work of lesser gods——and he got that one right!

Alexander (Ring) had been trained by his father in a new military strategy, a re-formed type of Greek phalanx. In 336 BC Philip II was murdered, most likely by his wife Olympias who secretly wanted her son on the throne. After being proclaimed king, Alexander over a period of 13 years conquered the lands of the Mediterranean and Asia all the way to India. When his loyal soldiers who had already marched over 18,000 kilometers did not want to go further, he reluctantly led them back to Babylon where in 323 BC he succumbed to a fever. His final resting place was a majestic marble tomb in his own city of Alexandria in Egypt.

For three hundred years the Greek language, learning and culture dominated the known world as a direct result of Alexander’s conquests. Ring had truly fulfilled his mission to spread this knowledge, universally.

Aristotle left Athens in that same year, 323 BC, after he had been accused, like Socrates, of impiety. He was not going to let them “twice sin against philosophy,” so he went to the island of Euboea where a year later he died at age 62. Although the work of the four greatest Greeks ever to live was over, their influence, which would continue for millennia, had only just begun. And Elohm well knew the sequential teacher-to-student relationship of all four men was no accident.

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Each teacher, Elohm noted with satisfaction, had contributed a major facet to the central theme of stabilizing the fear-filled human predicament. Confucius and Moses had carved the codes of ego-conduct for East and West. Krishna had laid the groundwork for India’s future religion on many levels. Lao-Tzu and Buddha had opened up the inner Way of contemplation which led to Spiritual Bliss, while the Greeks defined Knowledge, Goodness, Cause and the Realm of Ideas.

None of these, however, were centered in God’s Love——and His Love, Elohm decided, would have to be the message of the next Teacher.

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Rome, the city of the Seven Hills, was first established as a city-state by the Etruscans who, around 600 BC had invaded the small town. Under the hated rule of successive Etruscan kings Rome expanded to become the most important Italian city.

The Roman aristocracy, led by Junius Brutus, successfully rebelled in 509 BC and established a tiny, independent republic. During the next 500 years this fledgling nation was to expand by conquest until it dominated most of Europe as far as Britain, as well as much of Asia Minor and northern Africa. By 270 BC the colonial Greek city-states in Italy and Sicily had been taken over. Carthage was destroyed by 146 BC after numerous battles. Other countries were systematically subdued by Rome’s brilliant generals and huge methodical armies. From Spain to Persia these conquered states were turned into Provinces of the Roman Empire, usually administered by proconsuls or legates who ruled like tyrants.

The Romans were often cruel and ruthless. They controlled their subjugated peoples through martial law, repression, strict obedience and savage punishment. The Roman economy ran on ransacking vanquished nations, installing puppet local authorities, heavy taxation and slavery. Fully half the population were slaves. There was little indigenous Roman culture other than law and warfare and most of what there was had been borrowed from the Greeks. Even the Greek gods and goddesses had been given Latin names. But in place of witty dramas and the Olympic Games, Roman citizens could delight in seeing a circus of arranged real battles, frequent mortal combat, and incredible cruelties——all in the name of amusing entertainment.

Around 30 BC Elohm began to realize the Darkness of Terra had descended to new lows. The ego now ruled all humans through fear, terror, jealousy, anger, domination, and brutality. For almost everyone on earth, human bodies had become mere external objects; playthings of the ego to be violated, tortured, sacrificed, flogged, flayed, poisoned, raped, racked, burnt, mutilated and murdered. On occasions some individuals would inflict mutilation and pain on their own bodies. The identification of the self with the physical body was now universal. The costume was the real person. This body-as-object identification was nowhere more apparent than with children. They were often used and abused by adults who saw them as possessions. A Roman father had the legal right to kill his offspring at any time for any reason. Numerous children were slaves, and many who were not were usually treated as such. A few children in the elite classes were excessively pampered and privileged, an equally damaging upbringing.

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At this point in time the whole Team, through a fortuitous synchronicity, happened to be reunited with Elohm on the Mutable Domain. An emergency conference was called by Elohm even though the other seven members of the team were not particularly perturbed by the way their dark drama was unfolding on Terra. They did reluctantly agree, however, that Elohm should consult with King Origin while they waited for his return. No one expressed any interest in going with him so Elohm went back to the Kingdom alone.

“Sire, while I know you have no interest in the illusions of form, you should know the darkness in the Theater is almost complete. Our human play, a tragedy, is focused on the planet Terra which is where a new teacher is needed to help lift those humans out of the very deep pit they have dug for themselves. They have already reached the depths of lovelessness.”

“Then we must send them a Teacher of Love. It would seem from what you say that Knowledge and ethical commandments are not enough, so Love it must be.”

“Yes, Sire, but I am afraid Love will be destroyed the day it is born on that planet. You have no idea how pervasive is the negativity in human egos.”

“No, I don’t because perfect Love Knows no opposite but it is only Love which can extricate those children of mine from their self-made predicament.”

“But they do not even realize their plight, Your Happiness. Most of them actually seem to enjoy the excitement of the fearful Shadow Side. They revel in it. For them the thrill of the Shadow has replaced Love and even pain becomes pleasurable.”

“I don’t know what pain is because Love knows nothing but itself. It may take much of what you call ‘time’ to awaken my dreaming children of Terra, but only Love can do it. I will now consult with all my children still residing here in the Kingdom to see if we can find a volunteer to help you.”

Instantly King Origin communed telepathically with all his subjects within his Mind-as-such asking for a Teacher of Love to come forward. Almost everyone still awake in the Kingdom promptly volunteered, so Origin himself selected the most suitable candidate, but the King then left it to Elohm to brief the chosen one on the nature of this mission of Love.

“If humanity is as bereft of compassion as you say, Elohm, then I had better take most of my heavenly powers with me to Terra. I will, of course, be born as a genuine human and I will experience the human condition, otherwise I could never know their problems or be accepted as one of them. Because I will need to stay awake to Love while on Terra I will need Loving spiritual parents. I will also need quite a few dedicated assistants whom I can train to spread Love so it can reach more people.”

“No problem,” agreed Elohm, “I have at least seven I think we can cajole into being your trainees and we should be able to find several more.”

“Good, Good!” said the Teacher-to-be. “Perhaps I should also take one of my good friends from here in the Kingdom. He can go ahead of me, as a kind of prophet so to speak, and prepare the way.”

“An excellent idea, but we have to decide where on Terra you and he will live.”

“Well, let’s ask Gautama, Socrates and Moses. They should be able to come up with the best location.”

After the new Teacher-to-be introduced Elohm to his close friend, who was pleased to accept the role of prophet, the trio communed with the older Masters in order to select the most appropriate Terra location.

“Krishna and I are busy taking care of much of Asia while Lao-Tzu and Confucius are looking after China, so I think your efforts should be centered somewhere in the Roman Empire,” suggested the Buddha.

“I agree,” said Socrates, “but Greece is not yet a lost cause because neo-Platonism and other gnostic religions still thrive both there and in Alexandria. Don’t go to Rome though, as there is no rich soil there yet for Love to take root. Britain and northern Europe are still far too unsophisticated to receive your spiritual message. What do you think Moses?”

“I agree, so I will suggest Israel which Abraham and I try to look after, even though the people there are mostly a fractious lot. At least the religion is monotheistic so you will have a running start. The Israelites are also culturally close-knit almost to the point of xenophobia, and they do revere the family unit, even when they detest each other. I have to take the responsibility for all of this because I gave them the religious laws and traditions to live by——righteously. You should do well there.”

Elohm was happy that the location issue had been settled so easily. He and his two new friends were about to leave when Moses indicated he had more to add.

“You should know that we have been preparing our country to expect a messiah for a millennium but most of the Israelites are expecting a formidable deliverer who will become their temporal king. Also if you want to take the messiah route you will have to fulfill the necessary biblical prophecies in order to be accepted as genuine.”

”I’ll think about it,” replied the Teacher, “but it will have to be compatible with my mission of Love.”

Moses had one more item to add. “If you wish to influence all humans you will have to compete with emperor worship, mother religions, and many mystery cults, not to mention dozens of other distorted philosophies that disguise themselves as religions. Therefore you will need to sow your Love seeds well, my friend.”

Elohm, the chosen Teacher and his friend the prophet then transferred to the Mutable Domain where they were introduced to the Team. All agreed that the King’s law of free-will would not be violated, and that all would have normal human bodies. But, while the Team would forget Reality, the Teacher would remember Love and retain several higher powers such as the ability to heal. The prophet, on the other hand, would only remember Reality to a degree which would enable him to fulfill his designated role.

Elohm, the Teacher, the prophet and the seven Team members then worked out a sequence of events for their respective births, including the gentle, devout families into which each would be born. There was plenty of time to “organize” and prepare these families in terms of their interrelationships and receptivity to strange ideas. The stage had to be arranged carefully to maximize the chances of a successful spiritual mission which subsequently allowed free-will to play its part. This was not a puppet Theater even if varying limited degrees of freedom were pre-set by the players themselves. As Elohm liked to point out, “If you put yourself in jail, you cannot blame either the jailer or your prison walls.”

Thus each member of the Team was born into the appropriate family so as to be the right age down the line as future events unfolded. After considerable discussion it was unanimously agreed that Cube would be John The Baptist, Ring would be Simon Peter, Apex Andrew, and Arch the notorious Judas. Cone would become John Zebedee while Oval would be Pontius Pilate. This left Wave who decided to be Mary Magdalene. Their actual names, of course, had not yet been chosen and their precise roles as players would unfold with time; it was their respective identities that had been selected much as actors might choose character types to play in impromptu, extemporized theater.

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Around 8 BC Elohm appeared to Elizabeth in a vision explaining to her she was to be the mother of a son who would be a prophet for a forthcoming Teacher of Love. Elizabeth was frightened and puzzled. Her husband was quite old and she herself was not young like her cousin Mary. But within two months Elizabeth knew she was pregnant and her husband was delighted he would soon have a son and heir.

A little later in that year Elohm spoke to Mary in a similar vision.

“You are about to become the mother of a Teacher of Love who will help lift the darkness from the earth. Know also that your cousin Elizabeth is pregnant with the prophet who will prepare the way for your son. After you conceive, visit her so you can reassure each other about your key roles in this great spiritual development. Both of you are to impress on your sons that they have a great spiritual destiny. Be sure to bring them up with love and wisdom. Explain this to your husbands so they can play their own mature part in nurturing the boys’ growth.”

Although it was a long journey from Nazareth to the outskirts of Jerusalem, Mary, finding herself pregnant, duly set off to see Elizabeth. For a month the two mothers-to-be discussed their visions and conjectured optimistically on their sons’ futures.

John (Cube) was born first, in 7 BC. His parents did raise him lovingly to be aware of his destiny as a prophet for a coming Teacher of Love, a Teacher who might even be one of his cousins, but they did not say which.

It was a very pregnant Mary who journeyed with Joseph to Bethlehem for the Roman census in 7 BC. Their son Jesus was born there the day after their arrival, in the basement stables of the overcrowded inn. A short time after this three priests from Chaldea came to visit Jesus. An oracle had told them that a baby would be born about this time in Bethlehem, a child who was to become a Teacher of Love and Light. After their visit the rumor mill started, eventually reaching King Herod’s ears. Perceiving such a Teacher as a rival and suspecting he might even be the Messiah, Herod ordered all firstborn males under two years of age killed. Joseph and Mary quickly escaped with Jesus to Alexandria in Egypt where they lived for several years before returning to Nazareth. Jesus, who was almost four could now speak Greek as well as Aramaic.

His brother James was born in Nazareth in 3 BC, an event which made him very happy. Jesus was equally ecstatic when his sister Miriam was born some 15 months later.

During his childhood Jesus, who had a brilliant mind, received a thorough Jewish education. He was a keen pupil who could not only easily remember all he was taught but could understand it with profound insight. Joseph and Mary, who were both well educated, were determined to see that their children grew up as learned, well-rounded individuals. Joseph, as a carpenter and local builder, had a practical world view as well as a spiritual one so he ensured his children were well versed in everyday matters. Thus, while Jesus and his brothers learned all about business, carpentry and the building trade, they also became fully conversant with the ins and outs of local activities and events in Galilee. They and their sisters mixed with other children and had numerous friends and playmates.

In school at seven years of age Jesus learned to read and write the traditional Hebrew language which he had already been taught to speak at home and in the synagogue. This was, of course, in addition to his native Aramaic. He spoke Greek with visiting educated foreigners because it was still the international language of that era, and he also picked up much Latin, the language of the Roman conquerors. Jesus, a gifted linguist, was curious about everything in the world around him. His parents even encouraged his artistic skills. From Mary, he and his sisters learned to spin, weave and dye cloth, to turn pots on the wheel, to cook and to sew. When he modeled birds and animals in clay he was not reprimanded even though all art images were forbidden by the strictest interpretation of the Law.

While no volitional miracles occurred when Jesus was a child or young man, there was one odd characteristic he had; it seemed that serious negative events such as accidents or illness just never happened to him. Nor was he bullied or chastised by other students, family or teachers. If Jesus sometimes erred it took only a word to correct him. Occasionally he would explain his reasons or motives, but no event seemed important enough to him to warrant making enemies——even temporarily. He did not do this to placate people but rather to Love them.

Several times he visited his cousin John, usually when the family went to Jerusalem for Passover every several years. The two boys had an intuitive relationship akin to that of identical twins but they were still largely unaware of their entwined destinies.

Joseph died when Jesus was a teenager and therefore he, as the eldest son, had to take on the bread-winning responsibility for the family. This he did with considerable efficiency having been well trained by his father. Even though the business shrank a little, there was sufficient income to maintain a modest standard of family living. As James and his other younger brothers graduated into manhood at 13, they were roped in to help, so that by the time Jesus was 20 business was flourishing. When Mary tried to persuade Jesus to marry a suitable girl, he explained to her quietly that he had no urge to marry and thought he never would. Mary accepted this even though she was disappointed. All Jews married and had families so, locally, Jesus’ lack of interest was thought to be most peculiar.

Throughout these years of Jesus’ life, Israel was a breeding ground for rebellious underground movements all hoping to overthrow Roman rule. The Jews, “the chosen ones of God,” more than other nations, chafed under the domination of Rome which they saw as a monstrous insult to their religious and national dignity. Jesus, when invited to join these insurgent sects, gently declined on the pretext of too many family responsibilities. From an early age he had referred to God as his Father and Joseph always understood, in context, to which father Jesus was referring. Prayers and meditation were important to Jesus but he did not distinguish clearly between them or his almost continuous inner consultations with his Father. He relied on the latter for constant personal guidance. Even as a child he had discovered a Voice deep within his own Mind which would never leave him at a loss for the right words in any situation. Jesus also fulfilled all his religious duties at home and in the synagogue where he read the sacred scriptures to the congregation quite often; he was always very comfortable with his chosen lifetime milieu. Furthermore, he knew his inner Voice would brief him on what he had to do at each step of his destined Way.

By the time Jesus was 27, his brother James was sufficiently mature to take over full responsibility for both the family and the business. Of course, James had his wise mother to advise him, and the other children were now old enough to be somewhat independent. Therefore Jesus decided the time had come to see the world. Jews had settled in most Mediterranean countries so he knew he would be welcome at any local synagogue. He had already traveled though much of Israel and had long since found he loved the peaceful towns of Gennesaret and Capernaum which lay on the north-west side of the Sea of Galilee.

His first stop was Alexandria where he saw the great Pharos lighthouse as his ship sailed into one of the twin harbors Alexander had constructed. His friends took great delight in conducting their tourist around the sights of the city, including the library, the tomb of Alexander and the Academy University where daily lectures were given by eminent professors. Jesus was not overly impressed by these learned men nor by the knowledge embedded in half a million books and scrolls. Certainly, there were traces of Truth scattered through them especially in the works of Socrates and Plato, but much of it was garbled and distorted. Also, these fragments of Knowledge were buried in piles of rubbish. True, he did not despise the authors because, as he explained to his friends, almost all of this convoluted, erudite information they had written was about nothing, that is, it is about the shadows in Plato’s cave. After spending several months there discussing the simple Truth with his companions, Jesus again set sail this time for Italy with a stopover in Crete. He settled in Rome for a few months where, now being fluent in Latin, he had no difficulty conversing.

Jesus considered Rome to be a kind of trial run, a curtain raiser for the future mission he knew he would one day be called to carry out. And it was in Rome that, almost unwittingly, he established his first enduring group of adherents. One of the most enthusiastic members of this small circle had a young son, Aquila, who some 30 years later would meet Paul in Corinth and join him when he went to Ephesus. Jesus, himself, returned home through Corinth and Athens. While in the City of Athena he visited the Academy, but said little even though he was by now familiar with the many philosophies of the Greeks. After traveling by way of Ephesus and Antioch, Jesus arrived in Nazareth in AD 23.

He did not stay long. That same year he set out for Damascus, Babylon and points east. Many merchant caravan trains traded all over Asia and thus it was easy for Jesus to venture, almost in Alexander’s footsteps, as far as India and Kashmir where he stayed several months, all the while learning and discussing. In Kashmir he absorbed the spiritual philosophies of the Buddha and Krishna and, while there, mastered deep meditation to the point of experiencing Nirvana and perfect Peace.

On arriving back in Galilee Jesus made his home in Capernaum, the town he loved most. It was now 25 AD, the year in which he turned 31.

Early in 26 AD his cousin John (Cube) was about his business of baptizing people who wished to change to more spiritual ways of living. Baptism was a custom he had once picked up in his wanderings, from an obscure sect of desert Jews who used precious water symbolically to wash away their so-called sins. John had been baptized there and he had experienced such a spiritual transformation that he decided to incorporate the act into his own ministry. Shortly after this episode Elohm had communicated with John intuitively that he, John, would baptize the Messiah whom he would recognize instantly. John was puzzled as to who it could be, but trusted his intuition that the event would occur.

Even so, he was amazed to see his cousin Jesus walk through the crowd standing in the Jordan waiting to be baptized. Several kinds of recognition dawned in John’s mind at the same time and he knew, without any doubt, that Jesus was the One.

“But it is I who should be baptized by you,” John said. To which Jesus replied, “Let it be for now. It is fitting that here we do what is right.” Jesus knew his baptism was for a different purpose, one of opening his Mind to the permanent presence of his Father’s Spirit. At the moment of baptism he became a pure channel for God’s Voice and knew his Father was pleased.

This accomplished, Jesus retreated into the desert for forty days where he did not fast but ate only sparingly. He needed to sort out with his Father’s help how his ministry was to be conducted. There were also related ego-problems still to be dealt with. Jesus was tempted to use his powers to become the kind of benign philosopher-ruler Plato had envisioned in the Republic, a course of action what would almost certainly call for physical force. After much self-enquiry, prayer and meditation Jesus decided he would let his future unfold moment by moment as God willed, without making any of his own plans at all. In other words, his personal ego had to be put behind him as a thing of the past. Jesus was well aware of the psychology of human beings, and knew his own humanness-as-ego could tempt him into non-Loving thoughts and deeds. He would not yield to power for his own sake. He recognized the ego-authority problem when he saw it, in himself or others.

On reaching these decisive conclusions Jesus went back to Capernaum where a few of John’s local followers were waiting for him. They had witnessed Jesus’ baptism and had waited, a little impatiently, by the lake for him to return from his retreat.

Jesus wasted no time. When Andrew (Apex) asked if he could now be Jesus’ disciple Jesus immediately agreed. Andrew then introduced his brother, Simon (Ring), whom Jesus also accepted, renaming him Peter, the rock. These two were followed by James and John (Cone), sons of Zebedee. They had known Jesus before, as admirers and friends, but now asked permission to be part of his permanent group.

AD 26 was the year Pontius Pilate (Oval) became governor of Judea but his authority did not extend to Galilee which was nominally ruled by Herod, a puppet king. This Herod, who was the son of the one who tried to kill Jesus as a baby, kept a wary watch on any of his subjects who might usurp his authority, especially such rabble rousers as John The Baptist who was predicting the advent of a deliverer, a Messiah who might take his throne. The king’s spies regularly reported on all John’s activities including his recent baptism of Jesus, so Herod promptly added Jesus to his list of public agitators.

Within a month Jesus had added Philip and Nathaniel to his group. At this stage he spent much time teaching his six followers about the true nature of his mission by constantly emphasizing that his kingdom, like that of his real Father, was one of Love and Peace. They had much difficulty understanding this concept. Still, Jesus was a charismatic, dynamic teacher and he plugged away using parables and analogies to get his novel ideas across. But he had decided already to put nothing in writing because, around the world, he had seen the works of great prophets and philosophers turned into immutable Laws to be slavishly and unthinkingly obeyed. The last thing he wanted was a fixed Canon! At this time Jesus also decided to use sparingly his powers of healing, and his cooperation with the Devaminds (he called them a class of Angels) to control material things. This last item, too, was a temptation, but he realized that magicians’ tricks, even if genuine miracles, would never be enough to bring about the change of mind and belief systems essential for knowing his Father’s Kingdom.

Even so, a miracle once in a while would arouse people’s interest and rivet their attention, thus allowing him to teach his Real message. This is why during the wedding at Cana he turned water into wine. His brother James was most impressed so Jesus instructed him in the symbolism of changing something that (in the wedding situation) was of little value into something of great value. Ego-minds of little value could be turned into Spiritual Minds of great value.

By midsummer Herod became so jittery about John The Baptist’s huge following that he threw him in prison and kept him there. Coincidentally, Jesus had just asked his six disciples if they knew of other followers who might make keen disciples, and they had brought back Matthew, a revenue collector, Thomas Didymus who was a twin, the brothers James and Judas who were fishermen, Simon, a zealot, and Judas Iscariot (Arch) who was well-to-do. This brought the band of immediate disciples up to twelve and they stayed loyal throughout his ministry even though they sometimes doubted. As several were fishermen Jesus like to tell them he would make them, “fishers of men.” For the rest of the year, while John The Baptist (Cube) languished in prison, Jesus taught his disciples the basic precepts of his kingdom. It was difficult for the twelve to comprehend that his purpose on earth had nothing to do with armies, politics, territory, economics, government, or dominance over others in any form, but that it had everything to do with experiencing God, service through Love, baptism by the inner Holy Spirit, and Oneness in the Father. These strange, nebulous concepts perplexed them exceedingly even though they were all intelligent men.

It was in January that Jesus began his public ministry, mostly by teaching in Galilean synagogues and by healing sick and afflicted people when it was appropriate. The news of his work quickly spread far afield and many came to hear him, even from Syria, Judea and the province of Decapolis.

Jesus’ message to the crowds was usually much the same though he did not give set speeches. As an expert teacher he varied his themes and presentations skillfully, to fit the needs of different audiences. One day early in March on a hill above the lake Jesus gave one of his most powerful, seminal speeches which, in summary, went something like this.

“How happy are those who are not ego-inflated in their spiritual beliefs because they shall possess the Kingdom of Heaven. Happy are all gentle and caring people because they shall eventually take over the dominions of earth. Be happy all you who are sad or depressed because I bring you a message of infinite Comfort. Happy are those who really want to know righteousness-as-Love because by wanting it and seeking it you will find it. And happy are the merciful who never seek revenge, because they will receive the mercy they extend. Happy are those who are pure in their Love of All-That-Is because they shall now rest in God’s Love. Especially happy are the Peacemakers because they are realizing their Sonship in God. Happy are those who relinquish interest in all ego activities and acquisitions because they will discover God’s Kingdom within. Even if you are wronged, hurt or bullied by others for teaching my ideas, be happy——but leave the situation as quickly as possible because there are more fertile grounds in which to plant your spiritual seeds. You, who believe my words, are the salt of the earth who can now extend Love to everyone you meet, but if you lose your belief in Love you will be useless to the extension of the Father’s Kingdom. Each of you, who understand truly what I say, are the Light of this ego-ridden world, so let your Spiritual Light shine out so that everyone can see their way to reach our Father.

“I have come to reinterpret and complete the old laws of religions and states. The law says, ‘You must not kill,’ but I would extend that to include all your inner ego-thoughts of killing or hurting anyone in any circumstances. I will go even further than that and ask you to Love your enemies as well as your neighbors and, by your example, help them to learn to Love as you do because Love and Harmony are the only True Answer. Strive, always, to be as perfect as your Father in Heaven is perfect, in your motives, your intentions and your actions. In this way will you be the true Sons of the Father. Therefore, if anyone wants you to go one mile with him, walk two, and if he demands your shirt give him your coat as well. Be like God who showers the nourishing rain of Love on all alike and causes the Light to shine on everyone no matter what they do. Love everyone equally to the maximum, but never become spiritually proud or pompous because that is the sign of a hypocritical ego. Always meditate and pray sincerely and inwardly, because your Father is in the innermost part of your Mind. But do not babble meaningless words or mechanical phrases to God. Be thankful to your Father, and Love Him. Ask Him for guidance and pray that His Kingdom will come quickly to all earthly minds.

“Do not seek outside yourself for treasure or possessions; rather, seek within yourself for the treasures of Heaven which are Love, Light, Peace, Joy and eternal Happiness. Let your spiritual eye be opened to Light and Love, and that Light will automatically banish all ego-darkness and depression. Do not worry about money, food, clothing or shelter any more than the birds of the air or wild flowers do. If you seek the Light and live Love you will always be provided for without needing to have a single care. Your Father knows exactly what you need in order to help Him extend his Kingdom to those still in darkness.

“Never judge others in any circumstances because all judgement is critical, separating and unloving. Do not say, ‘You are a sinner,’ or ‘That was stupid’ because people in ego know not what they do. Learn, instead, to forgive others as you would have them forgive you. Furthermore, in all situations treat others as you would have them treat you, help them as you would like to be helped, and Love them as you would have them Love you. I grant it is not easy to relinquish the ego’s broad hold on you but if you can let the ego go then you will find and open a small, forgotten door deep within your Mind which will lead you straight to Life and Laughter in the Kingdom. Beware of all ego-tempting teachers who claim you can find our Father’s Kingdom through the ego-activities of this world. I am telling you clearly you cannot have it both ways; you cannot seek both the Happiness of Heaven and the things of this earthly existence at the same time. To find either one you must needs relinquish your attachment to the other. It does not matter how much you may call on God or me, or how much you act out in my name, because, if you do not heed all the words I have just spoken and put them into Loving action in your Mind, you will remain awash in unloving ego and experience floods of depression and storms of anger over and over again. Only those who, through their own wish, do the Will of our Father in Heaven will find His Peace by resting in his Loving Infinite Mind. You only have to knock sincerely and He will always open that small inner door to His Kingdom. Seek His Truth there and you will find it.”

These teachings of Jesus made a profound impression on the people because he spoke with the Authority of his Father. None had ever heard words like these before.

Jesus continued to teach these new ideas about Love and Life throughout the northern part of Israel until early April in 27 AD, when he went south to Jerusalem for the Passover. He taught quietly in the Temple and made an impression on some people. One priest named Nicodemus was intrigued when Jesus insisted each devout person had to be “born again” in order to enter the Kingdom.

“But how can anyone enter into his mother’s womb a second time?” asked Nicodemus who had taken Jesus’ words literally.

“It is only in Spirit that you have to be born again,” Jesus explained. “The old ego identity must die and a new identity must be allowed to emerge from the womb of the Holy Spirit within your Mind. Let the ego go and a Spiritual Child will emerge as the new you, an innocent Child full of Love, a Child who will never feel ego-fear or hate.”

“How do I find this Loving Child and give it birth within me?”

Jesus said, “Simply Love your brother as yourself without judgement. Desire to become totally Loving.”

Jesus was staying with his old friend Lazarus in Bethany during Passover. He had met Lazarus as a teenager and always enjoyed the company of Lazarus and his two sisters Mary and Martha who were about his own age. The girls were in love with Jesus who was always warm towards them in a brotherly way. All four were very close and shared their secrets. Lazarus and his sisters had long known that Jesus had a Spiritual Destiny but they were not in awe of him. There was too much fun and laughter in their lives for that.

For several weeks Jesus taught in and around Jerusalem and as far south as Bethlehem and Hebron. Early in the summer Jesus decided to journey home through Samaria so he could teach in villages and towns along the way. The Samaritans were not Jews and there was enmity between the two peoples. No one was much interested in what Jesus had to say. While passing close by Sychar he saw Jacob’s Well and realized he was thirsty but there was no cup there. A cheerful woman came to draw water so he asked for a drink. She was amazed because usually Jews would never deign to speak to a Samaritan.

After she given him some water Jesus said, “Now I shall give you water to drink. It is the Living water of God whose Spring of Life is deep within you.”

Now this bright woman was quite insightful and enjoyed witty wordplay.

“Sir, your well is very deep, much deeper than Jacob’s. I see you are a Master. How do I reach the water in your well if I am to drink. But first should I fetch my husband so he can drink of this water as well?”

“The man you live with is not your husband,” said Jesus smiling, “although previously you have had five husbands. Is that not so?”

“Truly, Sir, you are able to read my past very accurately. I see you are a seer too. Can you also tell me my future?”

Jesus laughed. “Yes, I can, especially if you will heed my words and worship God, who is Spirit, deep inside His Sacred Well which is also inside you. You will not find Life elsewhere. Once you have tasted the Water of Life from His Spring you will be assured of eternal Life.”

“How can I be sure of this? Are you the long promised Messiah who will explain all meanings to us when he appears in the flesh?”

“Yes, I am he.”

She gazed at him intently and knew he spoke the Truth. “Then I must go and tell my people. Wait here, please, until I bring them back to hear your words.”

“I will wait. Those who, like you, have ears to hear will understand me.” And this is how Jesus came to teach the first non-Jews his message of Love and Life. He spent some time in that area extending his teaching to those Samaritans willing to listen.

On returning to Galilee Jesus took his disciples off to a retreat south of Naim. It was there he taught them to say:

“Our Father in Heaven, we hold your name sacred.

May your Kingdom extend within us now.

Teach us to do your Will as it is done in Heaven.

Provide us, please, with all we need to realize your Presence.

Help us to learn to Love others through forgiveness the way you Love us.

And save us from the dark shadows of fear we ourselves have made.

For we are willing to be perfect,

Even as you are perfect in your Loving Oneness.”

At this retreat Jesus explained many deeper spiritual ideas which were mysteries to the disciples. He explained that if they had enough faith they could move mountains and work many miracles. Jesus made it plain that no one really earns the Sonship because it is a perpetual gift of God which already exists in every human being just waiting to be rediscovered by dismantling the ego. “To unwrap His gift, which is already freely given, all you have to do is really want only it, to ask for it and to clear away any ego-barriers to accepting its presence in your Mind.

“Earning spirituality,” he continued, “implies merit points and wages which are all ego values. God wants a total transformation in which ego plays no part. After such a complete transformation Loving Goodness will be a spontaneous, permanent way of Life for you without having to strive for it, without having to exercise ego willpower, and without any thoughts of non-goodness. In the meantime just doing ‘good deeds’ is fine and not doing ‘bad deeds’ is great, but this kind of grade scorecard is not enough to rediscover the Kingdom within. I am not saying not to be good; I am saying that to find God you have to want God, seek only God and to knock at His open door, even as you are being forgiving and spontaneously helpful to others. That is the Way to Perfection.

“Remember that even the most ‘evil’ man can find the Kingdom without having previously acquired merit. As a matter of fact there will be one such case after my resurrection when, in the Light, Saul will become Paul on that road over there, the one which leads to Damascus. And you Simon Peter will come to know him.”

“You know the future?” blurted out Peter in astonishment.

“If I wish I can glimpse what may happen, especially in terms of my own wider destiny,” and for a moment he seemed to shiver slightly as if a wisp of cloud had covered the early morning sun.

Jesus then took his disciples into Decapolis for several weeks where he taught gentiles in the Greek cities there before returning to Galilee in December. All the while Jesus taught and trained the twelve how to teach and preach what he called, “the good news of the Father’s Kingdom.”

When John The Baptist was beheaded by Herod in January, 28 AD Jesus took the disciples by boat across the lake to a remote spot to meditate. He then announced, “My time has come to fulfill my purpose here on earth.” Jesus sent the disciples out to fish for food while he communed with his Father. He also reflected on how the great nations of India and China honored and revered their avatars and prophets; they did not execute them as ego-threatening rebels. Only in the countries of the Roman Empire were religion and political power inextricably entwined with ego-authority. Jesus decided he would have to make quite clear to everyone that his Kingdom was definitely not political or territorial——in fact, not of this ego-world at all.

As Jesus walked down to the lake shore he noticed his fishermen disciples were having great difficulty reaching the pebble beach because a strong off-shore breeze had sprung up. So, almost without thinking, he walked out on the water in a levitated state to save them further effort. The disciples were incredulous until Peter broke the spell by shouting, “Master, may we come to you?”

“Certainly,” Jesus replied. “Walk to me, you can do it too.”

Peter climbed out of the boat and walked a few yards but then lost faith and began to sink. “Master, save me!” he cried, and Jesus, grinning good-heartedly, grasped Peter’s arm raising him to the surface again.

“You will have to develop more trust in God than that!” commented Jesus amiably, “and I know you will. Now let’s get in the boat and run home with the wind behind us.”

By now Jesus’ reputation as a healer and miracle worker was known throughout Galilee. When the fishing boat arrived in Gennesaret, not far from Capernaum, a great crowd awaited him, many of them sick or afflicted and Jesus, filled with Compassion, healed many. Yet, he told the disciples repeatedly that the power to heal through Love was from, “our Father in Heaven,”——not from Jesus by himself. “What God wills through me, happens,” he said. “It is His Will which I will also.” A few of the sick, especially some of those who were mentally ill, were possessed by earth-bound mind-entities. These entities were confused humans who had died but could not find the Light. Jesus, in his Compassion, was very adept at releasing these bewildered, sometimes angry, ego-souls from their host-humans by persuading them to leave and go to the Light where his spiritual helpers would care for them. Onlookers misunderstood this beneficent procedure and incorrectly perceived Jesus to be casting out evil “daemons” which was just the Greek word for “spirits” or “souls.” Much fearful superstition existed throughout all the cultures of the earth at that time.

Jesus was the embodiment of Loving Oneness and never condemned anyone or anything. He did tell his disciples, though, that, “the Kingdom cannot be extended solely by working wonders with psycho-physical healings and material miracles. These may get people’s attention but the Kingdom comes only to those who want to open their hearts to Love, who can forgive Compassionately and who desire truly to rediscover the Presence of the Father within.”

In Jerusalem the renown of Jesus was spreading rapidly causing the authorities much concern. Herod had kindly rid them of John The Baptist (who as Cube was now back with Elohm), but now his protégé was arousing the populace with even more revolutionary ideas, most of them “blasphemous.” This new self-styled “Son of Man” must needs be stopped, preferably dead in his tracks. The trick, however, would be to devise a legal way to achieve that fatal end. Only Pilate could pass a death sentence in Judea and the prerequisite for that was a Roman Trial. Therefore Jesus would have to be framed for breaking a Roman Law for which the punishment was execution——no easy task. Insulting the Emperor Tiberius Caesar would be the easiest method of ensuring Jesus’ death.

Jesus continued to preach and heal in the northern areas of Israel where Herod was also becoming concerned. The pleasure-loving king had several palaces one of which overlooked the Lake of Galilee at Tiberias. He preferred this one to the more formal one in Jerusalem. Herod had his spies report back to him on all Jesus’ movements and the content of his teachings.

Whenever Jesus healed someone crowds would quickly gather who asked for more of his miraculous cures. This diverted him from teaching his main message of Love so he began requesting that these individuals not tell anyone of their healing, but none of them heeded him. To save time and to avoid clinic situations Jesus began healing at a distance. He got the idea from a Roman centurion who asked Jesus to heal his paralyzed orderly. When Jesus agreed and asked the centurion to take him to his house, the centurion said, “Sir, you do not need to come all that way. If you just say the necessary words I know my servant will be healed.” Jesus was amazed and turning to his followers said, “Nowhere in Israel have I found such perfect faith as this.” Then he said to the centurion, “It is God’s Will. Go home now and you will find your man has been healed.”

Jesus cured lepers and epileptics and raised children from their deathbeds. He caused many paralytics to walk or regain the use of withered limbs. Even those who touched his clothes were healed of illnesses by their faith in his spiritual power.

Jesus knew there were no limits to the transmutation of matter and energy in either bodies or physical materials. The Devaminds loved to do his bidding. In bodies, though, the mind-owner of the body had to want the healing whole-heartedly for it to be successful. If a shadowy part of the person wished to cling to the affliction or illness for reasons of ego-self-interest Jesus would not override that ego-wish. To do so would mean invading another person’s free will. He knew the freedom to be whatever one wants to be is a fundamental Law of the Father, even when, for some dark reason, one wills not to be free.

At the end of March, 28 AD Jesus again set forth for the Passover in Jerusalem by way of the River Jordan. Again he stayed in Bethany with Lazarus, Martha and Mary whom he taught at length about the Father and His Mind-Kingdom of Love. Jesus did no public preaching in Jerusalem during this visit even though the Temple authorities were well aware he was in the area. The four friends celebrated the Passover at home without sacrifices because Jesus abhorred the primitive presumption that the God of Loving Oneness desired either propitiation or self-abnegation in any form. “God,” Jesus told the group, “wants True Lovers, not penitents. We must all Love God with all our hearts, with all our minds, with all our spirit and with all our strength of will. That leaves no room for negative thoughts. Let your egos go. No one who mopes, moans and frets about their own and other people’s egos can really Love God. A Loving relationship must be always Joyful.”

The Master on his return to Galilee spent the whole summer teaching enormous crowds near Bethsaida-Julius on the northern edge of the lake. Many came from other countries because his fame, and to some his notoriety, had traveled by word of mouth even as far as Rome. To these earnest listeners his straight-forward spiritual themes and messages were repeated again and again. As in any public audience, hecklers asked leading questions or tried to trip him up with sophistry. The religious lawyers and political agents constantly set legal traps for Jesus but, taking it all in good part, he deftly outsmarted them as smoothly as had Socrates over 300 years before. When they asked why his disciples did not fast, he replied that they had no need because he, himself, was giving them such a rich diet of spiritual food! They also asked him why he healed on the Sabbath, acts contrary to Jewish law. Jesus pointed out that he did no more than the farmer who retrieved a lost sheep from a pit on the Sabbath, an act considered quite legal.

In October Jesus took the twelve disciples into the hills for a few days of peace and rest. The Master had already discerned that Thomas the twin had a much deeper understanding of human nature and the Kingdom of Spirit than did the others. During this retreat Jesus took Thomas for a walk up a nearby hill and as they sat on top enjoying the panoramic view of the lake he explained the deeper Truths of the Father.

“Thomas, all humans are Sons of God, every least one of us, but this physical world including our bodies is not the Father’s Reality——it is not his Kingdom of Spirit. We are all actually Mind Beings who really exist only in the Mind of God. It was not Him who made this material world of death, disease and decay——we did. Fortunately it is only a dream——for many a nightmare——from which all humans will wake up eventually, once they realize it is a valueless fabrication made only of shadows. Now, it is our task, Thomas, to awaken all who are willing to listen. We will awaken them from this delusion of separation from our Father and reunite everyone as Spiritual Beings within God’s Being so they rediscover their eternal Life in His Mind-as-such Reality. I know you can understand this Knowledge, Thomas, and I will clarify it for you more and more until I am executed by ego as was John my cousin. After I have left this physical body and returned to our Father’s Kingdom I want you to take these unwritten words of mine, first to Alexandria and then to India where there are wise individuals who will understand them. Are you willing to carry this Light to these people for me?”

“You do me a great honor, Master, and I will endeavor to be worthy of extending this knowledge to these far places. Please teach me again and again until I understand fully these pearls of wisdom.”

The next day the other disciples were curious to know what Jesus had said to Thomas but his only comment was, “If I told of one thing the Master said you would pick up these rocks from the ground and stone me to death for blasphemy, so ask no more.”

During the autumn months Jesus went on still another tour of Galilee and even into Syro-Phoenicia. With him went the twelve disciples and some 70 other teachers he had trained. These close followers scattered far and wide in twos and threes to preach in small towns and villages. Jesus explained to them that they should, “teach only in those places where you get a friendly reception. If any of you are made to feel unwelcome, shake the dust of that place from your sandals, then move on quickly. There is no need to cast good seed on rocky ground or throw it among thistles. Find fertile fields and stay in the first household to invite you because they will become the spiritual leaven in the local bread. And, to mix my metaphors even more, let your inner Light shine freely on all who wish to listen.”

During the spring of 29 AD Jesus was again out traveling, healing and teaching. In the town of Magdala, between Gennesaret and Tiberias, he released to the Light seven earth-bound entities from a distressed woman (Wave). Her name was Mary and after Jesus had channeled the pure Love of the Father into the void the entities had just vacated, she loved him dearly. Immediately Mary joined the loyal group of women disciples who accompanied Jesus and the others. These spiritual women tended the sick and ministered to the needs of the children and other females among the Master’s many followers.

Once, a spectator asked Jesus, “Where is the Kingdom of Heaven?”

“It is within you. It is within everyone’s mind.”

“Then what is it like? If it is in me I am unaware of it.”

“That is because it is as tiny as a mustard seed,” explained Jesus, “but you only have to nurture that seed of Life and let it grow within your mind and then it will become a vast tree of Life. Then many will come to you to find comfort and shelter under its beautiful branches.”

“Master, I understand that the Kingdom in me will grow like a tree from a seed but what is it?”

“It is like a pearl of immense value for which a rich merchant would sell all else he owns. The Kingdom is comprised of all those who know God is their Loving Father and who Love Him to the exclusion of all other needs. Find that pearl within you and you will find Home.”

In March of that year Jesus took a few of his disciples across the lake to a quiet place for another retreat, but many people followed them. Before long some four thousand had gathered so he relented and spoke to them at length. Time passed and everyone became hungry but the only food the disciples had was five loaves and two fish. Jesus took them in his hands and kept breaking them apart until he had materialized enough bread and fish to feed all four thousand with enough left over to fill twelve baskets.

To his disciples Jesus said, “This physical food from my hands will sustain them for a day or so, but the non-physical food I give them will keep them spiritually alive for all eternity.”

Jesus was tired even before they set out by boat on the return trip across the great lake so once on board he soon fell sound asleep in the bow. Within minutes a violent squall blew up causing white topped waves to break over the side. Though they were quite experienced boatmen the disciples were so worried they woke Jesus imploring him, “Master, save us or we may drown.”

Jesus took in the situation instantly. He then said, rather dryly, “You haven’t much faith in me. Nothing would have happened to you because you will live a long time to accomplish our Father’s work. There must be lots of angry thoughts in the minds of the people living around this lake to cause a storm like this to happen.”

Then the Master stood and raising his hand in a calming gesture he called to the weather-controlling Devaminds, “Peace, be still!” Within several seconds the storm subsided and the sea was placid. The disciples were filled with awe that even the elements obeyed their Master. Jesus yawned and went back to sleep.

The disciples rarely comprehended the full spiritual meaning of Jesus’ teaching, even when he used simple parables to illustrate them. He was, however, a patient teacher.

He would say to them, “You tend to take everything too literally and you often fail to look behind my words for what it is they truly symbolize. Like the lost entities I release from people you are so earth-bound that, even when you know I am using symbols, you search for other kinds of earthly situations as an explanation. Consequently, when I hear you reciting the parables and their meanings to others I sometimes hear you use inserted words which reflect your own distorted interpretations of them. Try to understand the psychological and spiritual significance of the similes and analogies I use in parables and then you will have deeper insight into our Father’s Kingdom. And, please, my friends do not drag in the old petrified laws, worn-out religious ideas and pagan concepts such as sacrifice and hell into the Loving Oneness of the Kingdom. We do not put new wine into old wineskins that have been patched and mended many times. Almost all ancient laws, customs and beliefs have been patched and mended by blind commentators and deaf interpreters so many times they can no longer be used as whole ‘containers’ for my Father’s Truths. Certainly there are some aspects of the old that can be extracted and extended——we do not want to throw out the babies with the bath water——but, by and large, what I teach is a new testament, so let us put this new wine in new containers. And just to double up on that metaphor, the new containers can be thought of as both new, emptied-out Minds and new people who are open to new ideas.”

Jesus decided to give them some practice in interpreting metaphors. “All right, try this one: A city built on a high mountain and fortified cannot fall, nor can it be hidden.”

“Well,” said Andrew, “I think you are saying that when you are the Messiah and rule Israel we should build our new Jerusalem on a high hill and fortify it well against the Romans or other challengers.”

Jesus sighed. “Andrew, you are being earth-bound and literal again. The city is a symbol for your new Mind which must be built atop my new ‘lofty’ spiritual ideas (which are the mountain) far above the earthly plains of the ego’s earthy activities. This inner City of Spirit must be fortified with the Love, Light, Peace and Joy of our Father so that it is quite unassailable to any attacks from below by egos——the individual’s own residual ego or the egos of others. Love is the only defenseless ‘fortification’ which is invulnerable to all attack, and earth-bodies have nothing to do with any of this——as I hope you will understand at the time of my resurrection. By the way your Spiritual Mind-city cannot be hidden from other people on the plain. It will shine with Light for all to see. Many in darkness will be annoyed by your high City-Lights and strive to extinguish them, as you will witness at my death. But others who seek the Light will climb the high hill to join us and contribute their Light making the Whole City of God ever more powerful.”

“And all that spiritual meaning is packed into 16 words?” marveled John who had absorbed every nuance.

“Yes,” murmured Jesus, “To those who have ears, let them Comprehend, to those who have eyes let them have Vision.”

When Jesus was in Capernaum he often taught in the synagogue there, where he was always welcome. Most local people loved him, but many visitors, especially strict Pharisees from Jerusalem, found his discussions intolerable and reported back to the Sanhedrin that Jesus flouted the Law regularly. He had just returned from another very quiet Passover in Jerusalem where he had been almost incognito to avoid stirring up trouble. In the north, however, Jesus was becoming more and more open about his relationship with his Father. He kept explaining that his Father had sent him to tell all peoples that all who would believe his words of Love and Peace would awaken to everlasting Life within the Father Who, originally, had given that piece of His Mind-Life to them.

“I and my Father are One and you, also, can again be One with our Father if you heed my words and believe them. Know that I am the Son in the Father as well as the Father in the Son, and this is equally True for each of you. For I am the Light of the world and whosoever truly understands me shall no longer walk in the ego-darkness of separation from God, but shall have eternal Life in Him.”

One afternoon at home, Jesus was teaching these new concepts in more depth to a wider group of his disciples, including the women, when there was a knock on the door. Because the room was packed with people a disciple close to the door answered it. This disciple then turned to Jesus and said quite loudly across the room, “Master, your mother and brothers are outside and they are anxious to visit with you!”

“Tell them never to be anxious about anything and please invite them in,” replied Jesus. As his family settled in on the crowded floor, Jesus, who never missed a cue to get across an enlightening lesson, decided to use shock tactics, a verbal teaching technique to which he was very partial. Grinning broadly at his mother, Mary, who always understood his ulterior motives, Jesus announced, “Who is my mother? Who are my sisters and brothers?” For effect he let the consternation dwell on their faces for a few seconds. “You are all my mothers, my brothers, my sisters, my children,” and their tension relieved, everyone laughed.

Someone asked, “Should we not honor our mothers and fathers as the Law of Moses says?”

“Of course,” Jesus replied, “but do not honor anyone else less. If you are attached to your family at the expense of Loving others as well, then you are not Loving as your Father Loves, for He loves every being perfectly, and so must you. Every being in the world, all the worlds for that matter, is a Child of God, whose being has Life only in the Father’s Being. When you Love me, your mother, a Samaritan, or a thief you are Loving a part of God Himself. This is not their ego but their Son of God part, and I am telling you, that part of God in them always Loves you too. Remember, if there is someone you do not Love fully, then you do not Love me and you do not Love our Father Who is in us all.”

“Should we leave our families to follow you, my brother?” James asked, a little miffed.

“James, you know I love you more than my own Life but you should know that once we grow up we should be able to let go the apron strings of ego-attachment, the glue of bonding and the co-dependences of childhood. When I became a man I left behind all childhood family attachments to do our Father’s business. By all means, if you can, you must provide for your aged or sick parents and ensure they are comfortable and cared for. If you have to stay with them to do that then do so because it is your Father’s business. But in most cases older parents are healthy and financially in good shape. Now, if you would follow me in order to learn how to work for our Father by Loving Him and his Children then leave your childhood family so we can help replace all earthly egos with His Own Self.” Then, because the hour was late, the Master finished with a quiet prayer, and each went home meditating on his words.

A short time after this a Temple revenue collector stopped at the house demanding of Jesus his regular annual tax payment. As Jesus rarely needed money he had none handy so, with a twinkle in his eyes, he asked Simon Peter to catch a fish by the shore and bring him the shekel he would find in its mouth. This Peter did quickly and to his astonishment the fish had the coin in its mouth just as Jesus had said. Peter brought it to Jesus who, grinning at the tax collector, said, “I assure you there is nothing fishy about me giving you this shekel on behalf of Peter and myself.”

In the summer of 29 AD Jesus made a sweep all the way as far north as Tyre where they crossed into the city by way of Alexander’s mole. Quite a few citizens of Tyre became enthusiastic about the Kingdom of Loving Oneness.

Jesus and his disciples next moved eastward from Tyre all the way to Caesarea-Philippi where they taught a while before turning north to go on a retreat up Mount Hermon. Only Peter, James and John ascended with Jesus to a small rocky plateau part way up the high mountain. There they pitched camp and settled in for the night. The next day was sunny and cloudless. During most of the morning Jesus taught them yet again about the Kingdom and that it would be necessary for him to demonstrate his Love of mankind by dying a defenseless physical death. At that, Peter, who could not stand the idea of his beloved dying, said, “May Heaven preserve you, Master. This must not happen to you.”

Jesus tried to explain that to resist would be an act of ego. “Fear is the basis of all anger and strife. Love knows no fear or conflict. Do not be afraid of those who kill the body because they cannot touch your Real Self because that Self is of God and therefore indestructible. If you fear death Peter, you are in a state of ego and not thinking of eternal Life the way God does. Put all ego-fears behind you, let the past go, and you will then discover the Love of our Father inside your Self.”

Jesus then indicated he wished to meditate so he went off a few yards and sat in the warm sunshine (the air was chilly at that height) while the three disciples quietly watched. They were totally unprepared for the intense blaze of light which emanated from his body and clothes a few moments later. His tranquil face shone brighter than the sun and his garments glowed one hundred times whiter than the high snow of Mount Hermon’s peak which glistened in the noonday sunshine. Jesus was transfigured by the God-Light which radiated outwards from deep within him. The disciples’ amazement tripled when they saw two light-beings appear whom they took to be Moses and Elijah. They were right about Moses, but “Elijah” happened to be John The Baptist (Cube) in his afterlife form. Cube had been Elijah in a previous earthly lifetime. Both greeted Jesus and asked if the plan to bring Love to Terra was being fulfilled.

“Egos are just as entrenched here now as they were when you lived in Egypt Moses, or when Elijah tangled with Ahab, Jezebel and the priests of Baal. My disciples and I have spread much Love and Light, and told many about the Kingdom but the work is just as uphill as it was when you were down here as John the Baptist. Because it is the Will of the Father, we will succeed eventually. How long it will take for each and every human to choose God out of his or her own free will is anybody’s guess. Only our Father knows the answer to that.”

Instantaneously an all-pervasive Light suffused the whole area like a bright, bright mist causing the disciples momentarily to shield their eyes. Then a Voice declared, “This is my Beloved Son with whom I am well pleased. All must listen to him.”

In the ensuing silence everyone was speechless. Moses broke it first. “Well, Yeshua-ben-Joseph, you have received your answer from the Source, so we will now leave you in Peace.”

Peter broke in, “Please don’t go. I will pitch extra tents for both of you, right here,” pointing to a level place beside him. When he looked up to receive an answer they had disappeared. The Light faded and Jesus, too, appeared to be quite normal.

Jesus was totally transformed by his experience. At his baptism he had received his Father’s Spirit and become a channel for his Father’s Voice. Now, through this transfiguration by Light Jesus had experienced his Oneness with God in his full awakening by his Father to that Reality. The Light in Jesus symbolized his Identification with his Father, while the ambient Light represented God Himself. Jesus was the individual Mind-Light within the Greater Mind-Light-as-Such, and the two were One.

Jesus knew the Son of Man——his humanness aspect——was to some small extent still there with its last shreds of ego but he also knew that both it and his body were fabricated fictions over which he had the same kind of creative control as he did over other things made of physical matter. He now knew he had “dominion” over all material things on earth, not to mention the universe, whenever he willed to exercise it. This kind of total power carried with it total responsibility and it was only given to those who Loved totally——and it was given only by the Origin of Love.

The Master and his followers returned to the Galilee region where the work of bringing the Light of the Kingdom to humanity continued until late September when he and the twelve journeyed to Jerusalem for the Feast of Tabernacles. Jesus had decided it was the time to take the full unequivocal message of the universal Sonship of the Kingdom right into the Temple and announce it openly to all.

The disciples camped in the Garden of Gethsemane for all October, while Jesus stayed with Lazarus, Mary and Martha in Bethany. The Sanhedrin was taken aback by Jesus’ boldness and would have arrested him except for both their own lack of unanimity and the great respect the general population had for this “revolutionary.” Besides more evidence to indict him on capital charges was required if their case was to hold up during a Roman trial. Thus the policy was to trap Jesus into making treasonable statements about Roman taxes, usurping Roman authority and, strangely for Jews, the divinity of Caesar. To this purpose the Temple Pharisees mingled with the listening crowds solely to ask him awkward questions which called for self-incriminating answers.

On most days during that October of 29 AD Jesus could be heard in the public areas of the Temple discoursing on the good news of his Father’s Kingdom and his own key role as the Son who would enable everyone to find it.

“Love everyone as yourself because the Kingdom of God is one of Love.”

“What if someone strikes us,” a Pharisee shouted, “do we no longer demand an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth?”

“Even if an enemy smites you on one cheek, offer the other; never retaliate in unloving ways. Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you and pray for the healing of those who abuse you. Loving only your friends isn’t enough. Love everyone equally as our Father loves everyone equally.”

Peter, who was standing near him, asked, “Master, if someone wrongs me how often must I forgive him? As often as seven times?”

“Not seven, but seventy seven times because Love must have no limits, and, as you shall one day see, my Love for all of you has no limits.

“I am the Light of this dark world who can awaken you from the darkness of this world into the Light of everlasting Life. If you know me, or even fully understand my words, you know your Father. I am the Loving Shepherd who can bring you into my Father’s Fold. Listen to me. Do not be the foolhardy sheep who runs away and is lost in the pit of darkness.

“If any of you is thirsty for the Life-giving water of the spirit, come and know me and drink my words because I am the Fountain of Living Waters. If you follow my example and only Love others you will transcend earthly death and awake to eternal Life in our Father’s Kingdom.”

To test Jesus in terms of the Law and the depth of his Love, the Pharisees brought before him a woman caught in adultery.

“Do you agree, Master, that we should stone her in accordance with the Law of Moses?”

Jesus leaned forward and wrote in the dust of the Temple yard, “Love Answers All,” then straightening up he said, “If there is one among you who has never broken the Laws of Moses let him be the first to throw his stone.” Then he bent again to the floor and his finger traced out the words, “Never hurt or kill whom God Loves.”

In an embarrassed silence the questioners left the scene one by one. When none remained the Master smiled at the woman and said, “What! Is no one left to accuse you?”

“No, sir,” she replied happily.

“Then neither do I condemn you. Go on your way if you wish, but always remember you will not find the infinite Love of our Father by loving a man——unless you see him as a Son of God.” On hearing those words she followed Jesus thereafter.

The next day the Temple Pharisees were back to attack again, this time in the context of Jesus’ frequent statements about, “Our Father.”

“Abraham is our father and we Jews are his descendants. God is God, He is not our father.”

“Your fear-ridden ego is your earthly father, not Abraham, and God is the Father of your eternal Being. Every single human being contains a pure Child of God within. Find it by letting the Child listen to my words from God. If you understand my words you will never see death!”

“You are crazy,” they shouted, “Abraham is dead, the prophets are all dead and you say we will never taste death if we keep your word. Are you greater than our father, Abraham, who is dead?”

“I know God and I keep His Word, and Abraham has rejoiced and still rejoices to see my day has come.

“You are not fifty yet and you have seen Abraham? What nonsense!”

“I tell you most solemnly before Abraham ever was, I AM.” But being locked into ego they had not the faintest idea of what he was talking about so he left them, leaving the Temple in an uproar.

On the leisurely trip home to Capernaum Jesus taught in more towns and villages along the way. He encountered several “would-be” followers along the way.

When a rich young man intimated, “I would follow you for I want to have eternal Life.” Jesus said, “There is one thing you lack. Go and sell everything you have, give the money to the poor because you Love them as brothers and you will have the treasure of God’s Love flowing through you. For I Love you and wish you to follow me.” The young man went away sad because his insecure, fearful ego would not let go of its trust in money and possessions for a trust in God.

Another young man who wanted to be a disciple asked leave of Jesus to bury his father who was on his deathbed. He and the others were shocked when Jesus said, “Follow me now, and leave those who are dead in spirit to bury the dead in body. When your father’s body dies he will have left it, so why be preoccupied with meaningless rituals of the ego. I ask my followers to leave their healthy living parents to follow me, so by all means leave a dead body which contains nothing, so you can follow me. Our work is to save people from their present state of living death——a state the ego revels in. So follow me and help me wake them up to their eternal Life in the Kingdom of our Father.” But the young man did not understand what Jesus was saying. He had “no ears to hear” so he went off home to bury his father instead of returning Home to Live with his Father.

Another would-be rich man shouted to Jesus from the back of the crowd in Magadan, “Master, tell my brother here to give me my fair share of our inheritance!”

“My friend,” Jesus replied, “You will never find happiness in wealth, land or possessions. Happiness is only found in being One with our Father so your real Treasure is in Heaven. There was once a rich man who valued only money and possessions, but in the prime of his life robbers broke into this house built by ego and stole everything he had accumulated. As the thieves left they killed him, so all his previous work was for nothing and his avaricious life itself had been without meaning. Even the robbers constantly quarreled and were never happy. What does a person profit if, like Alexander, he gains the whole world but in the process dies without finding inside himself the only Real Kingdom there is. Do not be concerned with little ego-things like power and wealth. Come, follow me to God’s Treasures.”

Winter set in around Galilee in December of 29 AD. Although it was cold Jesus knew he had one more task to carry out in Jerusalem so he took Thomas with him to the Feast of the Dedication. Thomas was very bright and very logical. Once something very abstruse and abstract was explained to him in necessary detail he truly understood its meaning with deep spiritual insight. Jesus spent most of their traveling time teaching Thomas the psycho-spiritual nature of the Kingdom and the false nature of the physical world. “It is pure God Mind/Spirit which is permanent, eternal and Real, whereas matter is ephemeral, temporary and spurious,” he explained.

A blind beggar sat near the Temple gate every day. He was well known and many gave him alms. Lazarus, Mary, Martha and Thomas were with Jesus when he stopped in front of the beggar looking at him intently. Thomas was curious about a philosophical point.

“Master,” he said, “explain to me who sinned to cause this man’s blindness. He has been blind from birth so did he sin before he was born, perhaps in a previous lifetime or another domain of reality, or did his parents sin to cause this affliction——which would seem very unfair.”

“Neither hypothesis is correct Thomas. This man, as an ‘angel’, volunteered of his own free will long before his conception to be born blind so that he and I would meet today according to our preconceived plan which is also God’s Plan, and so that I can demonstrate to Jerusalem and the world the Power of my Father who works miracles through me, His Son. And Thomas when you know you are God’s Son, God will work miracles through you too.”

The blind beggar sat still, saying nothing and asking nothing. Within a minute a quiet crowd had gathered around.

Jesus continued. “I am the Light of the world who has come to this world to open the blind spiritual eyes of everyone, so that all may see for themselves the Light of our Father. Today this sightless man will see both the light of this world and the Light of the Kingdom. His physical eyes symbolize his spiritual eyes just as the physical light symbolizes the spiritual Light of the Kingdom. How much more clearly do I have to spell it out for you?”

Having said this, Jesus spat in the dust and made a paste with the spittle. This he smeared carefully over the eyes of the blind man. He did this for the symbolism as well as for demonstrative impact. When this little drama was completed Jesus said, “Now go to the Pool of Siloam and wash the ego-clay from your eyes with the cleansing waters of my blessing, and you shall see Light.”

Several onlookers from the small crowd eagerly guided the man to the pool where he bathed his eyes until they were clean.

“I can see! I can see!” he kept saying as he peered around struggling to make sense of the profusion of meaningless bright images. Jesus had given him perfect physical eyes but it took him a little while to identify visually the objects with which he was familiar only by touch and by name. Those people who had led the beggar to the Pool of Siloam helped him by pointing to various things and naming them for him as the group slowly returned to the Temple. The news of this unbelievable miracle had spread already through much of Jerusalem and crowds now gathered at the Temple to see the man and to gossip about his amazing transformation. Jesus was there as well because this was one demonstration of Light he did not want hidden under a bushel and just to emphasize the miraculous event he had carried it out, quite controversially, on the Sabbath——right by the Temple. This was a direct challenge the Sanhedrin could not ignore so, while Jesus continued to teach and preach unhindered, they investigated the case thoroughly. After lengthy, wrangling interviews with the beggar, his parents and several witnesses, the Sanhedrin itself was split but the majority decided the beggar was a lifelong sinner and that Jesus was not only a blasphemer for healing on the Sabbath but also in league with Satan who did his miracles for him. The beggar, who saw Jesus as a Son of God, became an enthusiastic follower.

The next day Jesus called on his wealthy great-uncle and influential sympathizer, Joseph of Arimathea, to ask if he thought the Jewish Establishment would ever let go their outworn religious beliefs, rituals, rules and customs, and embrace a God of only Love and Peace. Joseph told him there was no way he could transform the belief systems of those in power, nor would he be able to change most of their close supporters. Jesus felt sad because he began to realize the potent stranglehold egos had on the minds of the human race. This meant the Kingdom of God would be a lot longer coming than he had first envisioned. It was not just the intractable religious beliefs of humans or their authoritative systems of government, but their unwillingness to relinquish their egos and ego-pursuits that made him begin to reconsider the time it would take to awaken everyone from their earthly dreams. The situation called for both more demonstrations, this time of God’s power to change ego/physical death into Life, and more emphasis on the worthless nature of ego pursuits and possessions.

On the way back to Galilee Jesus told more and more parables centered around these themes. One of his favorites, which he had recounted often, was about the prodigal son.

“A Sovereign had two sons. The younger, named ‘Human’, asked for his half share of their inheritance and his Father gave it to him without any ill-feeling. This son separated from his Father, Family and Kingdom and went off to an alien land, called Terra, where he squandered his fortune on a life of useless, valueless ego activities. When all his money was spent he had to take menial work just to survive. He did this until he bottomed out on the futility of life and its drudgery and pain, at which time he remembered the Loving abundance of his Father’s Kingdom. The son, feeling diffident, left the alien land and returned Home. His Father saw him coming from afar off and, being overjoyed, he asked everyone in the Kingdom to prepare a great celebration. Forgiveness did not even come into the equation because his Father only Loved him, and never condemned anyone——it was not in Him to do so. And the whole Kingdom rejoiced at the return of the prodigal prince. When the loyal elder brother thought this beneficent treatment unfair, his Father said, ‘My son, you are with me always and enjoy my constant bounty. But we must all celebrate and be happy because your brother who was dead with ego has now come to Life again; he who was lost in a dreamworld is now awake again in the Kingdom. But always remember I Love all my sons and my people equally.’”

Even though the winter was cold Jesus traveled widely teaching and healing. He had sent out many of his trained disciples and teachers to teach and preach throughout Israel and neighboring countries. For every few seeds which fell on sterile ground others took root in rich soil.

At the end of February, 30 AD, Jesus was teaching by the Jordan south of Scythopolis when he received word from Martha and Mary that Lazarus was near death. He set out immediately for Bethany. The messenger had covered the 60 miles in 12 hours and Jesus could have easily reached Bethany in 24 but he realized this was another golden opportunity to demonstrate his Father’s omnipotence in a symbolic death and Life way. Thus Jesus walked at a leisurely pace which brought him to the tomb of Lazarus four days after he had died. Many people, some from Jerusalem, had gathered expectantly near the tomb and Jesus’ entourage added to the crowd of witnesses.

Mary and Martha asked Jesus if there was anything he could do but they were doubtful because their brother had been dead for four days.

“God can accomplish anything, my friends. Have those men roll away the cover stone so that our brother Lazarus can be resurrected. There is no such thing as death, only Life or perhaps I should say, only illusions can die whereas Minds live eternally.”

Then Jesus went to the open entrance of the tomb which was not deep, and called in a loud voice, “Lazarus, come forth.” Hearing this request Lazarus, who was now in his non-physical Mind state of Being, went back into his physical body, repossessed it, and sat up on the narrow ledge just inside the shallow vault. Everyone could see him clearly. Martha and Mary unwrapped him from his embalming cloths, wrapped him with the sheet and helped him stagger out into the sunlight where Jesus embraced him. Then Jesus said so all could hear, “Lazarus, you have been resurrected into your physical body which has been healed for you. This is but a symbol of the non-physical resurrection we will all experience on returning to our Father’s Kingdom where we will again share in His eternal Life and Love.”

Within days the news of the miracle of Lazarus had spread throughout Israel causing great consternation amongst the Pharisees and Jewish authorities whose egos would not let them believe in anything Real. Lazarus was steady on his feet and quite normal within 36 hours. Then Jesus explained to his three friends that they should prepare to move north from Bethany, even out of Judea, because Lazarus was now a marked man. The Sanhedrin could not allow him to walk around Bethany and Jerusalem day after day as a living testimony to Jesus’ power as a realized Son of God. There had been too many witnesses to the miracle to hush it up so the only solution for the Sanhedrin would be to destroy the evidence.

Jesus himself returned to the north. He wished to make one last quick tour around Galilee to visit the dozens of disciples, teachers and groups he had nurtured there during his ministry. This would be the last time he would see them in the flesh because he knew the next Passover in Jerusalem would be his last. Everywhere he went his theme was the same.

“Never let your hearts be troubled. Always trust in God and in the Sonship. There are enough ‘rooms’ in my Father’s House to accommodate everyone who wishes to go there to Live. I am going there shortly to prepare your place for you. Once I have, I shall return to you in Spirit to ask you to come with me to our Father’s Kingdom of Love and Light so we can all be there together in His Loving Oneness. I am the Way, the Truth and the Life. Come to the Father with me because if you Know me, you Know my Father also. I am in the Father and the Father is in me. I and my Father are One, and you can be in that Oneness with Us from this moment, if that is what you Really want. Even so, I will give you another Advocate, the Spirit of Truth, and through that Holy Spirit we will communicate, and you will be taught everything you need to Know so you will find Peace and Love, and Live at Home, fully awake in the Mind of God for ever and ever.”

None of Jesus’ followers and disciples could believe he would be executed without some kind of spectacular resurrection, one even more dramatic than that of Lazarus. If he did die, they all reasoned, then surely he would rise up immediately in a blaze of Glory and use his Power to claim all Israel, or even the world, for his Father’s Kingdom. Then there would be great rejoicing throughout the new Promised Land as the Messiah took charge and chased away all the evil ones! After all God being God, and Jesus being his Son, could jointly force every human to be Loving. Together God and His Son did miracles daily, so why not a “Final Miracle” as a final solution which would allow no one the option to do evil?

“My Father’s Kingdom is not of this world,” Jesus kept telling them, “and everyone has the free will to make his or her own choice whether or not to search for the Kingdom of God——which is within you.” But they could not comprehend that God’s Kingdom did not embrace physical matter. They were all much too down-to-earth!

From Galilee Jesus went south again by way of the Jordan to Jericho where he gave sight to another blind man, and stayed with Zaccheus, a revenue collector who liked to climb trees. Arriving in Bethany at the end of March he stayed, as usual, with Lazarus, Martha and Mary who had not yet moved. After dinner that evening Mary, who Loved Jesus totally, anointed his head and feet with expensive, aromatic oil. Judas, who was there as a dinner guest, immediately objected by telling Mary she should have sold the oil and given the money to the poor. Jesus, however, would have none of it. “Judas, unloving human egos will always keep people in poverty for you to give money to in the future, but I will not be here in my body. So leave Mary alone to express her Love in this direct way while she still can. We should all Love one another as Mary Loves me.”

Because the final days were approaching Jesus reasoned that a triumphal entry into Jerusalem would force the Sanhedrin to indict him or join him. Therefore on the Saturday he organized discretely to hire a donkey for the next day. Thus it was on Sunday morning that Jesus rode into Jerusalem where a great crowd welcomed him with resounding cheers and waving palm fronds. He came to them as a Prince of Peace on a donkey, not as a conqueror on a war-horse. The excited throngs expected Jesus to declare his Messiahship when he reached the Temple, and immediately banish all oppressive Authorities, Roman and Jewish. Their hopes were raised when, the next day, he threw the moneychangers and animal sacrifice sellers out of the Temple yard. This act caused such an uproar that Temple guards ran in to reestablish order. When Jesus went on preaching and teaching as usual, people became disillusioned. In spite of his miraculous demonstrations, they decided, he does nothing a real Messiah would do. Dispirited, the crowds drifted away day by day until by Wednesday afternoon only his loyal followers remained to listen. A few Pharisees also stayed but only to taunt him and lay verbal traps. One asked him, “Master, is it lawful to give tribute to Caesar?”

“Show me a coin,” said Jesus. “Now, whose image is on this denarius?”

“Caesar’s,” answered the Pharisee.

“Then render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar’s, and unto God what is God’s.” The ego should be given the worthless things of ego, while God should be given Real Love and Gratitude.

The Sanhedrin was now more united against Jesus and decided to arrest him on counts of blasphemy, breaking the Law, being in league with Satan to work miracles and of inciting revolution, this last being treason in the eyes of the Romans. Judas (Arch) was the most disappointed of the twelve disciples and he had put out feelers to the Jewish authorities. They indicated to him that Jesus would have to be arrested away from the Passover crowds and the Temple, preferably in the middle of the night. Time was short, the Passover Sabbath being only three days away. Judas agreed to lead the Temple guards to Jesus late on Thursday night in return for thirty pieces of silver. Jesus, who usually knew what was in people’s minds, was fully aware of Judas’ plan. He loved Judas and understood that Judas was an essential ego-part of the unfolding wider Plan for the eventual return of the human race to God’s Kingdom. Judas was an indispensable ego-character in the greater Drama that was working itself through; without Judas the Play would fall apart. Anyway, Judas had agreed to take this part decades ago since these kinds of key roles could not be left to chance.

The disciples, including Judas, had pitched their tents deep in the olive woods of Gethsemane near the Mount of Olives. Very few people in Jerusalem knew where the disciples were camped even though they had accompanied Jesus to the Temple each day. Jesus, himself, had stayed at Lazarus’ home, but had decided to spend Thursday evening in Jerusalem, and then the night with the twelve at Gethsemane. He had arranged for a quiet dinner in the house of a trusted sympathizer who lived in the city. It would be their last meal together.

The disciples arrived first and argued over the seating arrangements. Finally all agreed John and Peter should sit beside Jesus who arrived a few minutes later. On hearing of the squabble he reminded them, “Remember all are equal in the Kingdom of Heaven, including myself. God loves everyone to the infinite maximum, including any and all lost sheep! Those who Love truly serve others every way they can.” And to demonstrate his point he washed the feet of each disciple.

At the beginning of the meal Jesus raised his cup and said, “Whenever you drink remember it is a symbol of taking in the waters of the Living Spirit of God, for we Live only in Him.”

Next, Jesus picked up a loaf of unleavened bread, broke off a mouthful and said, “Whenever you eat bread remember it is a symbol for receiving the Grace of God, through which He sustains our eternal One Life within Himself. Outside of God’s Being there is nothing.”

But they did not really understand his words which later became mixed up with traditional and pagan concepts of sacrifice. What was about to happen to Jesus on the next day, Friday, April 7, would be similarly misrepresented. A supreme demonstration of Peace and Love would be reinterpreted into an ancient ritual of blood sacrifice, an act of propitiation wherein one person is killed to save another, the death being demanded by a God or gods. At no time did Jesus condone killing or blood sacrifice, human or animal. When the meal was over Jesus signaled Judas it was time for him to follow through with the plan. Judas was perplexed by Jesus’ knowledge of his betrayal but if Jesus was giving him the go-ahead then it must be all right.

Jesus and his other disciples returned to their Gethsemane camp to which Judas led the Temple guard in the early hours of Friday morning. He identified Jesus with a kiss and the guards arrested him, but not before Peter had cut the ear of one guard with a sword he had secreted in his tent. Jesus rebuked Peter and instantly healed the man. As Jesus was led off to the house of Annas, the father-in-law of Caiaphas, the disciples scattered. Peter followed Jesus at a safe distance because Jesus had told the twelve the previous night not to become involved in the drama.

“I want teachers, not victims. The Kingdom needs you alive to spread the good news of God’s Love and Light to everyone who will listen. Therefore go into hiding, all of you.”

The trials of Jesus were a farce. He was shuttled back and forth between the Sanhedrin, Pontius Pilate and Herod. Mostly he remained silent, because Real Love does not acknowledge that ego can ever exist as a power. One of the few times Jesus did speak, was to explain this to Pilate by saying, “The only power you have over me has been given you by our Father in His Kingdom. There is no other power but His.”

“Are you the King of the Jews?” asked Pilate.

“My Kingdom is not of this world. It is spiritual, and its members never fight for it or over it. It rests only on Love. As for myself, I witness only to the Truth.”

“Truth?” asked Pilate mockingly, “What is Truth?”

Although, after two personal interviews, Pilate could find no evidence to support any of the Sanhedrin’s charges against Jesus he caved in to their pressure, condemned Jesus to death by Roman crucifixion, then washed his hands of the whole charade. Throughout the various trials Jesus had given the world a superb example of non-violent defenselessness because he Loved them all equally, just as his Father did.

By mid-morning Jesus was nailed to his cross with a thief on either side. He knew he had to die a human death in order to substantiate he was as mortal in body as any other human being. If he performed a last-minute miracle such as stepping down from the cross, or abrogating the intense pain, future humans would assert he was a unique and only Son of God which would be to miss the whole point of the exercise. It was not the cruel death or six hours of almost intolerable pain that were important for these were commonplace experiences. What was important was the superb demonstration of pure defenseless Love which all human Sons of God would have to become, and BE, in order to re-establish the Kingdom of God.

“Be you perfectly Loving even as your Father Loves you perfectly,” he had repeated over and over in his teachings. Love, by definition, cannot fight, struggle or resist, for that is the domain of the fearful ego. Only those who are truly ignorant of their Father’s Love are able to fear or fight. Fear and Love are totally incompatible.

Jesus underlined this while on the cross by saying, “I, Jesus, forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do.” Jesus knew that True Goodness could only come from a conscious Knowledge of the Kingdom of God as a Loving Whole, and that all ego-states of “sin” and “evil” were the result of being “unconsciously” ignorant of that Kingdom of Loving Oneness. How could anyone who truly Knew God sin?

Right before he died Jesus asked John, the Loving disciple, to care for his mother, Mary.

After saying the words, “Father, my work in the flesh is completed; into Your hands I commend my Self,” Jesus left his body and ascended to the Causal Domain. His work in the flesh was completed but his work on Terra was not quite finished.

Joseph of Arimathea quickly obtained permission from Pontius Pilate to place Jesus’ body in a new tomb in his own garden. The Sabbath began after sundown and so a very hasty embalming and entombment of the remains was necessary. Finally the great entrance stone was rolled into place and a joint force of Jewish guards and Roman soldiers stood watch to ensure the seal was not disturbed. None of the authorities wanted the corpse stolen because then the disciples could claim Jesus had been resurrected on the third day as he had promised.

Jesus promptly dissolved the body in the tomb with help of the Devaminds and with the cooperation of the Living Spirals of which it was composed. For someone who could materialize fish, transmute water into wine, suspend gravity, and dematerialize cancers, the disintegration of flesh and bones was no big deal. For effect, Jesus left the embalming wraps and covering shroud on the rock shelf where his body had lain because anyone stealing the body in a hurry would have taken the lot; the only viable explanation of the wrappings and shroud being left in the tomb would be his resurrection.

From a purely spiritual point of view Jesus knew the disappearance, that is, the “resurrection,” of the body was completely unnecessary. It was merely dust to dust. Jesus knew, only too well, that ego-ridden humans, unfortunately, (as in the case of Lazarus, too) primarily believed in physical bodies and identified with them. Consequently they would not accept “a resurrection” unless the body itself vanished without physical intervention or cause. Weeks later he would show the disciples a Real spiritual resurrection but, for now, his bodily disappearance was an essential part of the passion play.

Very early on Sunday morning Mary and two other women, Joanna and Mary, the mother of James, went to the tomb. As they approached the sepulcher a sharp earth tremor (ordered by Elohm) rolled away the stone. The guards and soldiers were terrified, but when they and the women examined the vault they were all amazed to see the body of Jesus had disappeared and only the wraps remained. Some of the guards and soldiers ran off to inform the Sanhedrin and Pilate.

Joanna and Mary, the mother of James, went off to tell the disciples while Mary Magdalene wandered about the garden, waiting. Presently she saw a gardener and thought to ask him if he knew where the body of Jesus had gone. She did not realize she was looking at a facsimile of it!

“Greetings, Mary. Do you not recognize me?” a smiling Jesus asked her.

“Master, is it really you?” and then registering that it actually was Jesus, she went to embrace him.

“No, Mary, do not touch me because this resurrected body is not quite as solid, as physical, as the one which just died. I have not yet fully ascended to the Father. When the disciples arrive please tell them you have seen me, that I have risen, and that I will visit them in the upper room this evening. Peace be with you.” Mary was gazing at Jesus in awe as he disappeared, right in front of her eyes.

She was still standing there in amazement when, minutes later, some of the disciples ran up the path. Mary, still dazed, recounted to them all she had seen and heard. Thomas and some others flatly disbelieved her, asserting she was hallucinating. Peter and John were dubious, but hopeful it was true that Jesus had resurrected himself.

It was still Sunday, April 7th when, early in the evening, the disciples, including the women, packed the upper room to await the arrival of Jesus. The street door of the house was barred and the upstairs door locked because they still feared imminent arrest by the Temple guards. Besides, Jesus would knock and the householder posted downstairs would let him in and escort him up to the room.

They had reckoned without Jesus’ powers. He simply manifested his “body” in the middle of the room, this time in more solid form. To quell their alarm he twice said, “Peace be with you.” Then he added, “Yes, it is I, Jesus, who am with you——now and for always.”

Thomas thought that it might be some magic trick and that an impostor, a sorcerer, had appeared among them. “If you are really Jesus let me see the nail holes in your wrists and feet, and feel the spear-wound in your side.” Jesus held out his wrists and stripped to his loin-cloth so that all could touch his unhealed side and examine his feet.

“I am not a ghost, Thomas. If you still doubt, give me something to eat,” and so Mary Magdalene gave him some of the grilled fish they had been eating.

“I have come here to prove to you,” Jesus explained, “there is Life after physical death and that everyone who believes in the Kingdom and awakens to it will experience eternal Life with the Father. Go forth, and teach my message of complete Loving forgiveness to all who will listen so that, eventually, everyone will return to our Father’s Fold. The first thing I want you to do is to journey to Galilee where the work will start, and where, by the lake at Tiberias, I will appear to you to speak with you again.” After blessing them Jesus dematerialized in a brief glow of lingering Light.

Appearing to them later that same month in Galilee by the water, Jesus instructed them further, asking them to, “Feed spiritual nourishment to all my sheep. Follow all the teachings I have given you in the last three years, especially the message of Loving one another because it is pure, spiritual Love which will reunite everyone eternally in the Kingdom of Heaven, the Kingdom of Reality, the Kingdom within the Mind of God, our Father.”

Then Jesus took them to the top of the highest hill behind Tiberius where, purposefully, he disappeared in a gigantic, dazzling, flash of Light to rejoin the Father——the Father of All who have Being, by his Grace, within His Loving Oneness.

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There is just one more parable to be told!

Once upon a time there was a beautiful Land of Light which had a very Loving King whom all the Loving citizens adored. This King of Light gave all his people the absolute freedom to do whatever they wished, and their every wish was fulfilled.

One group decided they wished to be kings too, but the Land of Light was the only land there was. So they constructed a huge theater which they called “The Globe”. In this theater, they decided to put on their plays and act out their dreams of independence.

At first the plays were happy comedies lit by the Light which streamed in through the open windows and doors. The numerous players in the Globe Theater took turns at beings actors, playwrights, stage hands, directors and audience. They created a wide variety of roles and costumes, and one person could play many parts.

Gradually, there was a demand for more drama, more excitement, more thrills. By this time almost all the members of the Theater stayed inside even to sleep. After a while many dramas turned into tragedies with dead littering the stage, but after the curtain came down the actors all got up, brushed themselves off, and prepared for another role. Early on in this “Period of Tragedy” someone had shouted, “There is far too much Light in here. Close all the window shutters and the doors and bar them. We will manufacture our own lights.”

And this was done.

The fearful plays continued, slowly turning from tragedy to horror in the dim candlepower and artificial limelight. By now the players had come to believe the Theater was real, that the plays were life, and that they were their characters and costumes. They could not remember ever having been anywhere else.

Except one player who did vaguely recall there was Light outside where other beings Lived. As his memories became stronger and more certain he began to tell others of his convictions that there was a greater Reality outside the Globe Theater. Many scoffed, others called him a liar, while some said he was psychotic and hearing voices. Almost no one believed him. The critics in the Theater even wrote him up as having produced a play without substance, one worse than “Godot”.

So he went to a door to demonstrate the Truth of his claims. Gently he unbarred the door and threw it wide open so the blazing Light came streaming in. The others were blinded and covered their eyes.

“Shut that door,” they all shouted, “you are ruining the play. Are you crazy?” But he refused to shut the door to the Light, so they grabbed him, slammed the door shut and put on a new play in which they all crucified him.


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

 

The Twentieth Century——Act One

 

 

Each member of the group had had several significant lives during the two millennia after Jesus’ birth. It was now almost the end of the twentieth century. They had mutually agreed that they would have human lives together in the second half of this century, not in one family, but as a network of friends and acquaintances from around the world.

Senator Rob Ringly was the consummate, middle-of-the-road politician who, while still in his early forties, had been invited to join a key financial senate committee. Rob was contentedly married to a pediatrician, Dr. Mary Ringly, and they had two bright, if wayward sons, Bruce, 12, and Donald, 9. His major areas of interest were economics and international trade policies. As a young man Rob had earned an MBA at Columbia after which he had made his fortune in business well before he was forty. The Ringly’s lived in a very large, three level home in Bethesda, Maryland.

Professor Telemachos Apex, who owned a house in south Rockville, was a brilliant philosopher of 38 years and well respected in his thorny field of study which attempted to reconcile God’s omniscient foreknowledge of all events with human free will. The professor was not religious in a formal way and, certainly, he was not leading a cloistered life. He had a wide circle of friends who called him “Tel” and he enjoyed parties and get-togethers, especially those where there was sparkling, intelligent conversation. If a pleasant evening of friendly discussion ended with his being in bed with a like-minded, passionate woman so much the better for both. Tel had taught philosophy at Georgetown University while Gordon Koan was a member of the psychology department there and the two had remained friends with many common areas of interest. Tel’s parents owned a well patronized Greek restaurant in San Francisco where he had been born and raised. The Apex family was gregarious and happy, and everyone in it was amazed they had produced an academic sage whom they saw as a modern Plato.

As a theoretical physicist whose field of endeavor was quantum mechanics and the integration of both it and relativity into a grand unified theory of everything, Sean Waverley, D.Sc., was a skeptic and an agnostic. He was not, however, a derider or devaluer of other viewpoints and was always willing to debate fairly with those colleagues and friends who held less materialistic philosophies. “I’m open to changing my belief systems but the onus is on you to convince me with sound logic and proven premises,” he liked to say to his challengers, “and don’t hand me those old philosophical proofs of God. I want bottom-up arguments that start with atomic particles and include Darwinian evolution.” He had been brought up in London, England, had earned his doctorate at London University and then worked at the Imperial College for many years. Sean Waverley, a kindly man, was very well read.

Almost as well read as his friend, Elizabeth Archer, a top designer of almost anything. Elizabeth’s ancestors had emigrated from a Polish ghetto at the end of the nineteenth century. Although her mother occasionally attended the synagogue, Elizabeth has never had any interest in traditional religions. She now considered herself something she vaguely called “new age.”

She had trained initially as a talented mechanical engineer but finding that too sterile, she went back to school (while free-lancing for income) and did a masters in fine arts. Much earlier at 21, while still an undergraduate engineering student, she had fallen in love with a young assistant professor, married him and had a precocious daughter named Alicia. Elizabeth subsequently divorced her husband when he became intolerably envious of her brains, beauty and success. In her daily work Elizabeth slaved over a hot computer loaded with ultra-sophisticated 3-D CAD and DPT programs——which she herself had fine-tuned——from which emerged elegant, very functional designs for everything from telephones and automobiles to TV Starships. One of her wristwatch designs had won her a distinguished international award. She had her office in Washington, DC, but lived in Rockville not far from Tel Apex, whom she did not know.

Judge Joan Cubero, 40, of Mexican-American ancestry, had only been recently appointed to the federal court system. She had been born in San Antonio, Texas. After law school in California, her top honors resume had landed her a job with a prestigious Washington DC firm of attorneys who specialized in international law. Before long she was made a junior partner who was known to handle her cases with skill, integrity and dignity. Two years ago she had come to the attention of Senator Ringly when she took on a brief involving GATT tariffs in which his committee was interested. Afterwards the Senator, who had been impressed, worked behind the scenes, pulled some “you owe me one” strings, and brought about her nomination to be a federal judge. Joan Cubero had never married. As a child she had occasionally been physically chastised by her dour father and excitable mother and although she had forgiven them, she felt a faint distaste for any intimacy with either sex. Even so, this did not prevent her from feeling very much at home with Rob Ringly and, especially his vivacious wife, Mary. Joan lived in a secure, guarded apartment block in Washington, DC.

Cloesha (pronounced “Clo-eesha” as she told strangers) Ovalton, as a child, had gone through school with Mary Ringly and their friendship had not only endured over the years but strengthened. Her husband, Frank, who like herself, was African-American, had fought in the Vietnam war, then, through the GI Bill, had graduated in electronics just in time to catch the early computer technology wave. Ovalton Computechnics Incorporated now supplied, installed and serviced advanced hardware and software to many U.S. businesses and professionals, including Elizabeth Archer. Cloesha Ovalton, a lover of children, had trained as a teacher with a double major in education and psychology. Becoming pregnant she had given up on her M.Ed. and devoted herself to nurturing their happy son. At intervals, four more children followed, another boy and three girls. When asked by strangers what her occupation was Cloesha, now 37, bluntly explained that she was in the most learned and complex profession in the world——motherhood. “If you, yourself, are going to bring up a large family successfully,” she would say, “you need higher degrees in object-relations psychology, K-18 education, pediatric nursing, sports, arbitrational mediation, business and hotel management, Cordon Bleu cuisine and nutrition, social and entertainment directing, not to mention being a chauffeur and fashion advisor.” The family physician was, of course, Dr. Mary Ringly. The Ovalton’s luxurious home, which had six bedrooms, was nestled on a woodland acre in Potomac, Maryland not far from the river.

One aspect of herself puzzled Cloesha. Even as a child and teenager she had always achieved A’s in mathematics and had understood intuitively every process in algebra, geometry and, later, calculus. She could run computational rings around Frank and, ruefully, he admitted it. In her statistics courses in college Cloesha aced every test. Even though all through school and university her teachers had urged her to capitalize on this mathematical talent she had no inner motivation to do so. Cloesha was interested in human relationships, especially in terms of improving the ways in which children could best be raised and educated. She felt the answer to the conflicts and problems of humanity lay in improved child rearing and better teaching methods.

The seventh member of this group was a clinical psychologist who had obtained his Ph.D. at the Institute of Psychiatry, London University. Gordon Koan had grown up in Sydney, Australia and after graduating with a first class master’s degree from the International University in Canberra had gone to London to do his doctorate. While there he had lived in a very comfortable boarding house where his neighbor happened to be the bright young scientist, Sean Waverley, of the Imperial College. There was an immediate affinity between them so they always breakfasted together, partied on most Saturday evenings and sometimes shared girlfriends, who, being liberated English, mostly didn’t mind at all.

Gordon was occasionally asked how his family acquired a Japanese name. His standard answer was, “I know my distant ancestor was an illiterate English convict deported from the UK to Port Jackson before 1800, and the clerk who recorded his name, which was probably ‘Cone,’ must have been almost equally illiterate. Frankly I don’t know, but the name has been in my family for generations, and yes, before you ask, I am into Zen Buddhism now.”

Five years after receiving his Ph.D., Gordon Koan wrote a definitive volume on the integration of behavioral and dynamic psychology which had a flavoring of the latest ethological concepts. This resulted in an invitation to spend a year at Georgetown University, Washington, DC. Although the year expanded to five with tenure, Gordon found he did not like university politics or academia so he resigned and set up a flourishing practice in dynamic psychotherapy. This evolved, first into a modified Jungian analytical method and then into a psychospiritual synthesis of advanced approaches of his own design which included working with his clients while they were in altered states. His clients (he preferred not to call them “patients”) were mostly multiple personalities, schizophrenics and manic depressives. Though his colleagues considered him, “far, far out,” he got undeniable results.

Shortly after his resignation from the university Gordon had met and fallen for a gregarious, happy-faced flight attendant who went along with his every wish. For all his psychological knowledge he did not read between her lines because the day after they married she turned upside-down demanding more and more that he change all his “common habits” to conform to her newly-revealed etiquette. Any contrary behavior on his part was now “unloving” and so until he “respected her” she withheld sex and treated him with disdain. Gordon suggested counseling but she would have none of it because he was “the one at fault.” After two years of trying every constructive course of action Gordon divorced her, but it cost him the condominium and a sizable chunk of alimony. He now had a consulting office downtown in Washington, DC, and rented an apartment in a high-rise block not too far away.

By a strange synchronicity his old friend, Sean Waverley, had taken a position as an associate professor of theoretical physics at Johns Hopkins in Baltimore, which enabled them to meet once in a while, whereupon they would argue happily late into the night. Sometimes Gordon would bring along his friend, Telemachos Apex, to join in these discussions. At other times the three men, often accompanied by their current women friends, would spend an evening at a movie or concert.

*   *   *

As she stepped out of the shower late on Sunday evening Joan Cubero caught sight of herself in the mirror which covered the bathroom wall above the sink counter. She dried herself carefully with a huge, white Turkish towel then, standing in the brightness of the 150 watt overhead heater lights stared frankly at her body. The sparse body hair and light coppery skin came from her half Mayan mother who, since her father had died, had returned to live in Merida in the Yucatan. Joan admitted she had always had overweight breasts and hips but these were offset by her narrow waist and longish legs. Whereas appearance, other than being neatly groomed and professionally dressed for the bench, did not overly concern her, her health did. Joan exercised twice a week at the women’s gym, consumed a daily handful of vitamins and religiously turned up for her annual medical tests.

After rubbing moisturizing lotion on herself everywhere she pulled on white cotton briefs and a long, roomy T-shirt before climbing into the queen bed. A night light, always kept on, shone with a golden glow through the open bathroom door. Although the apartment’s air conditioning hummed a low hypnotic note sleep eluded Joan. She felt a slight resurgence of the low-level, free-floating anxiety which had been her constant companion since babyhood. On those rare occasions when she did experience warm, friendly feelings or even moments of elation this nameless anxiety would snuff them out inexorably like pinched candle flames.

Just as she was beginning to doze off Joan heard a loud click from the living room as if one of the sliding glass doors had been sprung. These doors opened onto a large enclosed, central courtyard and landscaped swimming pool which was shared by all the ten-storied apartment block tenants, the whole complex being surrounded by a high outer wall and security gate complete with guards.

As Joan stared through the open bedroom door out into the dark living room she saw a dim, tall shape slip across her line of vision. She reached for her folding cellular phone and started to dial security when a muffled voice said, “I’ll kill you if you don’t put that down.” Then, noiselessly, in one continuous movement, he was beside the bed and grabbing the telephone from her grasp. Breaking it in two he threw it under the bed then stripped the air cell blanket and flower-patterned sheet from her rigid body. He sat down beside her on the soft edge of the bed and placed a latex-gloved hand firmly on her abdomen.

“All I want to do is make love to you,” he said from behind the stocking mask which distorted his features. “If you go along with me we can both enjoy it because I don’t want to hurt you but I get rough if you struggle, and if you scream or cry out I will cut your throat.” To back this up he lifted his right leg with knee bent and pointed to a sheathed diver’s knife strapped to the outside of his shin.

Joan believed him. Though petrified by the pressure of his hand, she recalled enough to know she should not resist an armed, unknown rapist. Dimly in the half-light she registered somewhere in her frozen mind that this man was white, sturdily built and probably in his twenties.

“Be gentle,” was all she could find to say. She looked away as if to pretend he was not there, but she was unable to close her eyes. It seemed much safer to see what he was doing. If he drew that knife she wanted to know. Joan was not a virgin but because she had not had intercourse for years she now feared being painfully torn. He was covered in a tight, ninja jumpsuit, quite black, which added its own menace to her apprehensions.

Joan’s T-shirt was up around her hips partly exposing her high-cut briefs. He ordered her to sit up so he could pull off her shirt and in her terror, without thinking, she helped him by crossing her arms and lifting it over her head. Even before she was back on the pillow he was fondling her breasts roughly, kneading them with his fingers and sucking hard on her dark nipples. This had a peculiar effect on her, one which, while totally non-sexual, gave her some slight sense of control in that she felt she might be able to defuse his aggression by abetting his needs. So she pushed up on the sides of her breasts with her hands elevating her brown nipples but he seemed not to notice. Even as he continued to suck and lick he reached down and tried to pull down her briefs over her hips and bottom. Playing along, she raised her buttocks to free the panties as far as her thighs, and then froze as his fingers pushed and probed around her dry clitoris and vagina. Impatiently he turned all his attention to her pubic area tugging her briefs down her legs and off her feet. Splitting her legs wide apart and bending her knees, he knelt between her thighs, his body upright from the knees. With her head still propped on her pillow Joan could observe his every move as he undid several fly buttons exposing his stiff penis. Next he pulled the thin fabric down under his testicles. To her surprise he reached into a top pocket, took out a condom and unrolled it deftly down the full length of his erection. The attorney in Joan immediately realized this was done, not as a generous act of safe sex, but as a precaution against any forensic analysis of his semen. She then knew this was by no means the first time this guy had raped a victim. As she braced herself for his entry she was again surprised when he jerked the thick pillow from under her head and thrust it underneath her as she lifted her back. This brought her vagina up to the level of his condom covered erection.

Joan now felt as if she was two people. One was the professional watcher witnessing each successive detail almost as if the rape was happening to someone else, or as if she was watching a movie. The other person was that someone else, the terror-stricken girl being violated by a cold and callous male who could maim or murder her at any moment. Yet there was a third individual in her too, a fatalist who seemed to have been waiting for this fearful event to happen, a kind of “this is it” recognition that dwellers in earthquake areas have when the big one strikes; finally it’s here.

A spasm of unfamiliar pain shot through her at his first harsh thrust as the entrance membranes ruptured slightly. Then gradually, the lubrication on the condom combined with her own inner moisture took over until the hurting eased. Her knees were now doubled back on her hips exposing her to maximum penetration which, fortunately, she could just take. The pumping and jolting motion became almost mechanical. He was taking a long time to come, Joan thought, perhaps because of the condom. Emotionally she felt numb, so she was surprised to find silent tears rolling from her eyes sideways to her ears. Somewhere, deep inside, a young, beaten girl was weeping, not so much for the outrage as for never having known a loving daddy.

His orgasm was undramatic, just a few gasps and shudders, then a quick pulling out. Holding the condom in place he backed off the end of the bed and crossed to the bathroom. The main lights blazed on and moments later Joan heard the toilet flush. After the tank filled he flushed it once more. Next she heard the sink faucet running and she knew he had got rid of the condom and was now washing his gloved hands. The light went out and he was again by the bed.

“If you call the cops or tell anyone I’ll come back and fuck you again and kill you,” he said, running a finger across her throat. Then he brushed her right nipple with his fingers.

“And don’t move for 20 minutes or I’ll come back and cut you. I’ll be in the other room listening.”

As silently as before he disappeared into the darkness of the living room. Joan strained to hear the glass door move but no sound rose above the soft purr of the air conditioning. Quietly she pulled the pillow from beneath her back and replaced it under her head and neck. Knowing he had gone she lay back for a long time staring mindlessly at the glittery popcorn ceiling. “Why?” was the only thought that came into her mind; not “Why me?”, just “Why?”

*   *   *

Frank Ovalton was sitting in his favorite wooden Adirondack chair in his yard staring at the tall copse of trees rising behind the rainbow bank of summer flowers. The rest of his family were at the school soccer match watching Bill, who played center forward.

A huge, pale green umbrella shaded Frank, its aluminum pole piercing the turquoise-tiled, concrete patio table. The remains of his lunch and iced tea were pushed back away from the table edge. Two whirring yellow jackets investigated a tiny scrap of leftover tomato. At one o’clock that Saturday he had returned home from inventory stock-taking to find Cloesha’s note on the refrigerator saying there was a large Greek salad inside complete with feta cheese and yogurt dressing. The note also suggested he, “Enjoy the peace until the rabble returns at 5 PM!”

As Frank gazed at the trees a stranger, with a richly tattooed face and wearing a brown feathered cloak, appeared in front of the flower garden beckoning him. Frank decided he was dreaming even though he knew he was wide awake. So he looked aside at the wasps on his empty plate but when he looked back the brown-skinned man, with forefinger crooked, was still there. Intrigued, Frank rose from his chair and strode across the lawn to investigate.

“I am your tohunga, your shaman, so come with me, Hinemoa, and I will take you home to your island of Mokoia in Aotearoa, the Land of the Long White Cloud.” With these words the stranger rose slowly off the ground while gesturing to Frank to follow him. Together they flew high over farms, mountains, forests and deserts. Many cities, lakes, rivers and prairies passed rapidly below. When a long, north-south coastline disappeared behind them Frank realized they were out over the purple Pacific on a south-easterly course. He had flown over this ocean many years before when, as a USAF radio and radar technician, he had been posted to Vietnam.

For Frank time stood still, in a peculiar way, then reversed, for he seemed to be flying hundreds of years into his past. A long, white cloud, Aotearoa, now stretched across the width of the horizon and the tohunga, slowing down, veered toward the middle of the northern half. Another coastline, this one with yellow beaches, passed below.

“This can only be New Zealand and the tohunga must be Polynesian, a Maori,” Frank decided.

“You think correctly,” agreed the Maori shaman. “My friend you have unfinished business here in and around Lake Rotorua, business which you have agreed to complete. Follow your heart this time, even though it is the same time you will be rewriting with Love. There is only One Time, anyway.”

That instant Frank found himself in the naked body of a beautiful, fourteen year-old Maori girl. He, now she, was sitting with several younger teenage girl friends on a narrow beach looking across an unruffled Lake Rotorua toward Mokoia island some two miles to the north. In the heat of the afternoon sun the girls had been swimming in the cool waters, droplets of which clung to their light golden bodies. Thick wavy hair, dripping wet, straggled down their backs to their shoulder blades.

“Hinemoa, why do you keep staring at the island? Could the young warrior you love be living there?” teased one of her friends impishly. Without comment Hinemoa shrugged, stood up, tied her short flax-bead skirt around her waist and strode off brusquely back up to the fortified pa, the village. As she walked she admitted to herself she loved the handsome Tutanekai but as the proud, high-born, eldest daughter of the chief of the Owhata people she could not allow herself to settle for either a commoner or a member of another tribe. Unlike ordinary girls who could discreetly make love to whom they liked, she was puhi, a virgin still, destined to become the wife of a great and influential warrior who would always revere her for her aristocratic lineage. How, she asked herself for the hundredth time, could she even consider Tutanekai who was not even a proper warrior. He was a member of that tiny island sub-tribe who lived out their unwarlike lives placidly fishing, dancing and playing flutes. These Mokoians sometimes canoed over to the Owhata Pa to trade or visit, or to attend a great hakari, a feasting festival to which neighboring peoples were always invited. Tutanekai was known all around the circular lake as a superb flute player because on still summer evenings the moist air carried his melodies across the water to appreciative listeners on every shore.

The Maoris were quite naturally open and very basic about sex. In public everyone, including children of all ages, discussed love-play, sexual organs and intercourse explicitly and frankly. Ribald jokes, erotic conversations and teasing innuendoes caused much fun and laughter in the community all of whom accepted it lightly and took it in good part. Children and young people had a considerable degree of sexual freedom and, except in cold weather, ran around completely nude. Men, too, often went naked, which enabled them to show off the intricate blue tattoos usually chiseled all over their faces, bodies and buttocks. Mature women were mostly tattooed on their chins but sometimes foreheads, breasts, wrists and ankles were included. Married women frequently wore flax skirts, while younger, unmarried women, children and men only wore them sporadically for casual, or formal decoration. In cooler weather everybody wore loose, woven cloaks for both warmth and protection from the elements.

Hinemoa was enjoying the hot summer. Like all Maoris she was an expert swimmer who reveled in the many water games and activities the young people shared. But what she really wanted was a man, marriage and lots of lovemaking. As an aristocratic puhi it would take the consent of her father, the Chief, and a full tribal conference to select and approve of any high-born suitor. Nearly all her friends, who had never been concerned about virginity, had fallen in love and married with little ceremony during or shortly after puberty. Yet here she was, fourteen-going-on-fifteen, with many moon-periods behind her, still without a husband’s penis to keep her happy——it just wasn’t fair! Not that there was a shortage of marriage proposals, but, in every case there was some flaw, some drawback, that prevented her, or her father’s, consent.

Well, in two days time another great harvest hakari was scheduled to take place and, already, mountains of preserved fish, eels, meat and vegetables were piled high on great tiered racks around the pa. Tutanekai and his brothers would be at the festival, and while others filled their fat bellies she would feast her eyes on his handsome face and muscular form. After all he was the most gorgeous tangata this side of the Waikato River——and very well endowed too! What a tragedy she could not sneak off with him into the manuka bushes as some of her friends had at the last celebration. Now that had made her very jealous especially when, grinning maliciously, they had recounted his every caress and movement with passionate precision.

During this festival, however, Hinemoa and Tutanekai found it impossible to stay away from each other. Although everyone gossiped and her parents frowned, the two swam together, sat beside each other on the beach, walked side by side and talked endlessly about everything, except themselves. Yet they never touched because, as a puhi, Hinemoa was tapu, forbidden even to have any man’s finger laid on her until after her marriage.

By the second full day of the hakari the tension between the two lovers was supercharged. Even without spoken words each knew from their frank, locked gazes that they were both hopelessly in love.

“Tutanekai, my friend,” said Hinemoa in a voice so low that others sitting on the sand could not hear, “this situation we are in is unbearable and you know what I am talking about. Right now I am going off to consult with Tauke, the old tohunga ahurewa because I need his counsel urgently. Wait for me. I’ll be back.”

Tauke seemed to have known Hinemoa was coming because when he saw her approach, he gestured for her to enter his whare where their discussion would not be overheard. Hinemoa was careful not to touch the tohunga because he, as a high shaman, was also tapu. She and the tohunga were of similar rank and Hinemoa, like most eldest daughters of great chiefs was destined to become the highly respected wise woman of the tribe who eventually would wield much influence and power in the council.

The old tohunga listened attentively to Hinemoa’s outpouring of her dilemma, the conflict between her tempestuous, inner love for Tutanekai and her loyalty and love toward her father, as well as the community to whom she felt a great responsibility.

“But, Hinemoa, you told me that this time you would follow your heart, so do so now without hesitation.”

“You speak in riddles, E koro, for I have not asked your advice on this matter before.”

“You do not remember, my child, at another time on another plane, you asked the Sky Father, Rangi Himself, to re-live this lifetime with your heart rather than your head, and now here you are, Hinemoa, at that moment of decision again. Which way will you go? Love or Duty?”

Tohunga, tell me which is superior in Rangi’s eyes, Love or Duty?”

“Love is always superior, but it must be true and spiritual. Duty has no meaning when Love is Real because Love always gives and does all, whereas duty is mechanical and is always carried out to prevent a guilty conscience.”

Hinemoa nodded. “I understand your wisdom and I now choose Love. If we declare our love openly, however, it will shatter the peace of the tribe, tapu will be broken and we will become outcasts. Is there a way?”

Tauke stared up at the beautifully carved and painted rafters of his whare as if to signify he was about to say something very irregular. “There have been precedents, you know, but we will not need to break your puhi tapu.”

“Your riddles become even more obscure, old tohunga. How do you propose we do that? Are you suggesting we elope and then be punished by sickness and bad luck for breaking tapu? You will have to give us many magical powers to counteract such desecration.”

“No, I won’t,” replied the wise old tohunga, “all I have to do is marry you and witness the consummation before you elope. Your puhi tapu is not desecrated if I, Tauke, as the high tohunga of our people marry you, and if Tutanekai is your husband before he makes love to you.”

“You are clever,” breathed Hinemoa in wonderment. “Yes, a formal marriage by the high priest will take care of my tapu, but my dear father will be furious.”

“So, once married, you must elope secretly after the hakari ends and we will tell the Chief nothing for several weeks. When he regains his senses and feels his loss, I myself will explain your legal marriage by me, that I approved it, and that he should welcome Tutanekai into the Owhata tribe as his son and elevate him to the highest rangitira rank of tribal warrior. Your father honors me and will accept my judgments in good time.”

“The harvest hakari ends tomorrow so we have only tonight.”

“Very well. Secretly bring Tutanekai here at 2 AM when everyone is snoring off the effects of the evening banquet. Both of you must stay apart until then. Also, be sure to bathe and ritually purify yourselves for the sacred ceremony of puhi marriage.”

Hinemoa returned to Tutanekai at the beach and, after recounting the tohunga’s plan, arranged to meet him at the tohunga’s whare two hours after midnight.

At the banquet Hinemoa sat on the Chief’s mat between her parents. A fine flax-linen cloak with a decorative border covered her body loosely. Under it she wore her best flax skirt of rolled leaf beads alternating dark and light brown colors. Tonight she wore three pendants around her neck. One was an intricate, green-stone, jade hei-tiki, a precious heirloom given her by her father. The second lower ornament was an atahu, a love charm shell which would keep Tutanekai’s love for her strong and potent. The lowest item, which lay nestled between her lovely breasts, was a scented sachet filled with fragrant titoki berry oil. Her maid had rubbed this aromatic extract all over her soft skin, ostensibly for the banquet, but in Hinemoa’s mind it was only for her first ritual union with Tutanekai. When the maid had left on an errand Hinemoa had liberally oiled her genitals as well to ease the path of entry later.

The eldest daughter of the chieftain ate sparingly that evening and seldom did she glance at Tutanekai and his brothers who were seated some distance away. She was able to stare at her handsome tahu when he was called on by the wise old tohunga to entertain the gathering with his famous flute.

Hinemoa was unable to sleep so, well-wrapped in her long cloak she sat on the porch of the chief’s whare gazing at the moonlight reflected from the lake below the pa. Around two in the morning by star-time, when Taki-o-Autaki, the Southern Cross, was in the correct position, Hinemoa stood up and headed for the village latrine so that anyone seeing her would not wonder why she was up and about. After peeing, Hinemoa walked back by way of Tauke’s whare but as she passed, after a quick glance to ensure there were no observers, she slipped like a wraith through the sliding front door.

She was surprised to see Tutanekai already there, having a quiet conversation with the shaman. In the warmth of the house, which had a bright fire blazing in the central fire pit, Hinemoa removed her cloak, laid it over the floor mats and sat down beside Tutanekai.

“I have just suggested to Tutanekai that, at sunrise, he and his brothers should leave without you for their island home,” Tauke explained, “so there will be less suspicion he is involved. We want an elopement, not an abduction! Then, after several days Hinemoa, you will take a small canoe at midnight, paddle over to Mokoia and rejoin your husband. After that you may wish to travel further afield. There are several friendly tribes in our Te Arawa Confederation who will keep their mouths shut——at least for a while. Go to the golden, east coast beaches and enjoy yourselves.”

The marriage ceremony was brief and simple. Hinemoa and Tutanekai replaced their cloaks and stood side by side on Tauke’s mat. The tohunga called on the Great Sky Spirit to bless this union with happiness and fertility. Both Hinemoa, as a puhi tapairu, and Tutanekai, as a young warrior, then recited their genealogies as far back as their ancient ancestors who had sailed for thousands of miles in great, ocean-going, double canoes to Aotearoa from Hawa’iki (Tahiti) centuries before. When the recitals were over Tauke, with all his authority as the chief tohunga of the Owhata tribe, declared Hinemoa and Tutanekai man and wife and instructed them to press the sides of their noses together in a formal Maori kiss. And that hongi was the first time Hinemoa had been touched by any man who was not a very close relative.

There was one more ritual act required. Close by the bright fire the shaman now laid a new marriage mat for the bride and groom to lie on. Without embarrassment, false modesty or any sense of shame they removed their clothes and lay naked, side by side, as the old man watched. He had to ensure the marriage was truly consummated if he was later to witness to the chief and council that it had really occurred. In almost all other marriages both bride and groom were already experienced lovers who had had more than one partner. Hinemoa, however, was a virgin and Tutanekai had known this even before Tauke had pointed it out in their initial conversation.

Thus, Tutanekai was very gentle, very loving and very expert. Although Hinemoa was a puhi she was no stranger to orgasms, visual sex or aroused passions. Like everyone else she had regularly masturbated from childhood and had witnessed sexual intercourse in the dim firelight of the communal sleeping whares. She had seen erections before on older boys, and sometimes even on grown men, especially during the provocative, erotic dances performed by both sexes which sometimes occurred spontaneously on warm evenings. Even so, she was quite amazed at how hard Tutanekai’s penis was when she clasped it and, following his manual guidance, moved her right hand steadily up and down its length. She had previously rolled onto her back and, as she stroked him rhythmically, he lay on his left side close to her right. Tutanekai placed his right hand under her left knee and lifted, so Hinemoa, following his lead, bent her leg and, then by leaning it outwards, exposed her clitoris and vagina to his caressing fingers. She was already wet but he wanted to excite her to total wildness. Soon she was trembling and as she let go of his penis he moved his head down, parted her thighs widely, and kissed her firm clitoris first with his lips, and then with his tongue. Hinemoa’s whole body convulsed several times. As he continued to use his mouth two of his fingers found her vagina and explored her hymen carefully. It was there, but fragile enough to be no problem so he stretched it delicately with his fingers for several minutes. Hinemoa began arching her hips upwards to raise her vagina to him and he knew it was time to become one with her.

Both of them had forgotten the old tohunga sitting across from them on the other side of the fire. Tauke was having trouble staying awake after all that rich food and in the heat of the whare. In normal circumstances he would be fast asleep. Still, he was pleased this lad was taking his time with this comely lass who was like a daughter to him. Over the years he had taught her many of the twelve overworld skills such as channeling spiritual beings, exploring other realms while out-of-body, and of meditating deeply until in a state of loving bliss.

The old man had almost dozed off when Hinemoa startled him with her brief love-cry as Tutanekai slid tightly, though easily, inside her. Moving very slowly and softly Tutanekai waited for Hinemoa to indicate all was well. He stared questioningly into her round, alert eyes until after some twenty gentle thrusts she grinned broadly and twitched her hips playfully. Tutanekai smiled and twitched back. Several  minutes later, they were moving together in waves of pulsating union, sharing one continuous orgasm.

The shaman was now content that the marriage had been lovingly consummated so, leaving them to it, he lay down on his mat and promptly fell asleep. Hinemoa and Tutanekai did not sleep. Within fifteen minutes his penis was rock hard again. Tutanekai was lying on his back with his hands under his head while his new wife examined his beautiful body. First, she brushed his eyes, nose and mouth with her lips and finger tips then she switched to his nipples and belly. Finally, kneeling beside him, she took the tip of his penis into her caressing mouth as she cradled his balls in her right hand. Then, a few minutes later after sitting astride him, Hinemoa, her eyes and mouth wide open in awe, lowered her moist vagina slowly down and around her husband’s penis all the way. She was so relieved she could take his full length that she giggled delightedly. Tutanekai smiled back and this time it was he who twitched beneath her by giving a little upward thrust. She took the hint and began to swivel her hips as she moved up and down with a rotating motion as she did in that sexual dance Polynesian women learn to do so well. Tutanekai’s penis was flooded with exquisite sensation. Rolling and twisting expertly from her knees, Hinemoa tightened her vagina and gradually quickened the pace of her “hula” movements. Gasping in supersensitive ecstasy Tutanekai surged into an incredible, convulsive orgasm in which great explosions of white-hot light radiated from the very center of his mind. As she felt him coming Hinemoa leaned forward slightly and pressed her clitoris against his pubic bone and hair so that his spontaneous orgasmic jerking triggered her own delirious climax.

Just before dawn Tutanekai slipped out into the darkness and walked to the beach where his brothers lay fast asleep. He sat nearby, happily hugging his knees until ra, the sun, lightened the eastern sky——at which time he woke his brothers who helped him slide the family canoe into the lake. Within an hour they had covered the two miles separating Mokoia Island from Owhata.

No one in the chief’s whare had missed Hinemoa, and her family remained sound asleep as she slid noiselessly onto her sleeping mat and pulled the finely woven blanket over her. During the day, however, it was impossible for her to conceal her joy and before long everyone in the pa was curious about her high spirits. Many people, including her parents, recalled the many hours Hinemoa had spent in the company of Tutanekai during the hakari. This started a spate of titillating rumors all of which Hinemoa blatantly denied. Fortunately Tutanekai was no longer around to be cross-examined, but his quick departure only added to the delicious mystery. Although no one succeeded in solving it, everyone agreed Hinemoa was transformed. They also concluded that love had to be the cause. Thinking the old tohunga might know, the chief broached the subject tentatively whereupon Tauke shrugged and stated bluntly that he did “not stoop to, or participate in, common gossip.”

Evening found Hinemoa back on the beach with her friends, listening to Tutanekai’s distant music floating over the ruffled wavelets. As they hummed along with his tunes, Hinemoa noticed a group of men hauling every wooden canoe up onto the sand well above the water. If they did that on future nights she would be unable to paddle over to Mokoia to elope with her own husband. Once they were beached, those canoes were far too heavy for even one powerful warrior to drag back into the lake. There could be no doubt her father was suspicious and that he was responsible for these precautions. The chief would be well aware that elopement was the usual desperate choice of young lovers who had been forbidden to marry for some legitimate reason. For example, cousins, who were banned from all sexual relationships, sometimes eloped.

The next evening the canoe situation was the same and Hinemoa was beginning to worry that her escape would be blocked indefinitely. Only Tutanekai’s flute kept her spirits high because she knew his melodies were now calling her to join him.

“Hinemoa! Come to me, Hinemoa!” the flute cried night after night but the canoes were always high and dry leaving her truly stranded. By the fifth day Hinemoa was losing her patience. There was no way she could get word to Tutanekai to paddle over and fetch her so she would have to get to him. But how? It was at that moment that a desperate scheme entered her mind, one that would require a little preparation. During the afternoon she scouted around the large pa for several unused, dried gourds. After plugging their necks, Hinemoa, using braided flax cord, strung four of them together like giant beads. Then she hid the linked set of wenewene in some manuka bushes near the beach.

On the island Tutanekai was also becoming anxious. Why was Hinemoa delayed? Six nights had gone by, so she should have arrived by now. He worried their scheme had been discovered and that Hinemoa’s father had put her under 24-hour surveillance thus preventing her escape to Mokoia. He longed to embrace his lively, ardent bride who was more beautiful, he thought, than a kowhai tree in full bloom. Here he was, with another evening slipping by, ceaselessly playing his flute while waiting … waiting for his love to come to his arms. He filled his music with his yearning as if it were a magical spell which would materialize her body in front of him.

Just after midnight Hinemoa, completely nude, stole noiselessly out of the sleeping whare, retrieved the string of wenewene from the manuka bushes, and headed for the lake shore. Ignoring the beached canoes Hinemoa, wearing only her hei-tiki and shell pendants, waded out into the water up to her armpits. She tied the cord securely around her body above her breasts and under her arms so the air-filled gourds would float behind her, close to her shoulder blades. With this support securely in place she struck out into the darkness to find Mokoia. Waves slapped her face as she swam steadily northwards guided by the stars which, like most Maoris, she could read like an astronomer. Hinemoa was about half-way there when the sky went dark and a squall hit. The gourds, too, had let in water through the flax plugs causing them to lose buoyancy, so, because they now slowed her down, she undid the cord and let them drift away. The offshore deep water was cold while the brief rain shower chilled her further, numbing her body to the core. Without the stars her sense of direction was lost but she struggled on hoping she was still on a course to Mokoia. Hinemoa was completely exhausted when something bumped against her body. It was a log sent by Rangi to rescue her and she clung to it gratefully to rest and take her bearings. In a few minutes the sky cleared so she could see in the starlight, with relief, she was not far from the island——so close, in fact, she could hear the waves surging softly on the little beach. Letting go the log Hinemoa swam with renewed vigor but by the time she staggered onto the sand she was shivering uncontrollably. She stumbled up the beach to find shelter in the bush when Rangi gave her a second miracle. It was the hot pool, Waikimihia, which she had heard of previously from other Mokoians. The Rotorua thermal area had hundreds of hot pools and geysers and, indeed, some places on the edge of the lake itself released clouds of steam constantly. Hinemoa eased her frozen body slowly into the warm spring and reveled in the sensation of heat penetrating and thawing out every last fragment of her flesh. She even held her head under the surface for several seconds to relieve the dull pain in her ears. Within half an hour Hinemoa felt so overheated she sat on the rocky edge dangling her lower legs in the warm water. Looking around her she noticed, even in the dim light, a hollow in the rock face right beside the pool. Being partially covered with dangling ferns and having a floor of fine sand Hinemoa realized it would make a cozy sleeping shelter until morning. Obviously, she could not wake up Tutanekai’s tribe by banging on doors in the early hours of the morning in order to find him, and anyway, even while sitting she was almost fast asleep. The sand in the rock nook was quite warm as she nestled into it, curled up, and instantly fell asleep.

Her father awoke at dawn but when he observed Hinemoa’s bed mat was unoccupied, he merely thought she was either peeing, or washing away the cobwebs of sleep with an early swim in the lake. It was a little strange she had not taken her cloak for the air was chilly, but then, these young people would leave their heads behind if they were not attached to their bodies! An hour later he woke her mother to express his concern that Hinemoa had not returned to the whare. He checked the beach but no canoes were missing and there was no one swimming in the lake. There was no way she could have reached the island. Before long the whole Owhata tribe were searching for Hinemoa, without success. All day parties of people searched the surrounding forest and along the lake shore. Perhaps she had fallen into a boiling pool or been abducted by an enemy tribe. Tutanekai was of the Arawa Confederation and would never abduct a chief’s puhi daughter by force. That would be such a monstrous breach of etiquette it was unthinkable. Two days went by and still the searchers came up with nothing, not even a single clue as to why or where Hinemoa had disappeared. On the third day the chief decided to send a canoe of investigators to the island to ask the Mokoian people if they knew the whereabouts of his missing daughter.

On the morning her father first missed her Hinemoa was awakened by the noise of someone filling a gourd with warm water. Peering out through the ferns she saw it was a manservant, so simulating a man’s voice she asked who he was.

“Tutanekai, the flute player, is my master. Who are you?”

“Never mind,” Hinemoa continued in her bass voice, “Tell him to come to me here, immediately, because I have a message for him from his wife.”

“But, sir, Tutanekai is unmarried. He will not understand.”

“Just give him that message. He will understand.”

The man went off puzzled, but was amazed when Tutanekai, on hearing his words, rushed out of his whare down to the pool. Hinemoa saw him coming and decided to tease him for a moment. In her low male voice, from behind the ferns, she called to him across the pool.

“Tutanekai, what will you give me if I bring Hinemoa to you today?”

“All that I own you can have——everything is yours!”

“I’ll take it,” Hinemoa cried joyfully, “but I want you, too!” and she burst out through the ferns and ran into his arms. Tutanekai was so stunned by her sudden materialization and rush of her body against his that he staggered sideways, lost his balance and, still clutching at her, fell with her into the pool. As the sun rose they twice made eager, magical love on his cloak on the sand before they paused long enough for Hinemoa to relate the details of her devastating swim across the lake. Tutanekai, who was well aware Maori women were resourceful and resilient, was very impressed.

The smell of breakfast being cooked at the pa up on the low bluff behind the beach made them realize how hungry they were, especially Hinemoa. Tutanekai shook the sand off his cape and wrapped it around his wife’s shoulders before they climbed up the short but steep path to the village. Excitedly everyone gathered around, then Tutanekai presented his bride, Hinemoa, to the Mokoia chieftain and tohunga, both of whom told her it was a great honor she was doing them, as an Owhata puhi, to marry young Tutanekai and join the Mokoian people. Graciously Hinemoa replied that it was she who was honored to be accepted into the esteemed Mokoian tribe of the Arawa Confederation, and, furthermore, she knew her union with Tutanekai would bring the Owhatans and Mokoians into a close family relationship for all time.

Tutanekai then explained their delicate situation to the chief and the assembled Mokoians telling them he and Hinemoa would travel to the east coast for a holiday. In the meantime no one was to disclose to any Owhatans who might cross the lake that they had seen Hinemoa, or knew anything about her——or about Tutanekai himself. That night there was much feasting and partying on Mokoia to celebrate their wedding.

The following morning the couple, their canoe stocked with provisions set off to the eastern shore of Lake Rotorua from where, after hiding the small canoe in the bush, they hiked to the beautiful beaches on the South Pacific coast.

And so it all came to pass as the wise and wily tohunga had predicted——and planned. The chief, though initially angry, forgave his old friend and, on the return of the couple, he not only welcomed Tutanekai as his son, but also with due ceremony, declared him a rangitira of the Owhata tribe.

Hinemoa and Tutanekai enjoyed a long, loving and fruitful family life together. The two tribes became as one and Hinemoa grew to be their wisest wahine. She was deeply respected by all the Arawa peoples who, ever afterwards, remembered her as the one who chose Love.

Frank experienced a faint, but definite, mental click as his inner time-shift switched phases between his ever-now lifetimes. He was sitting in his Adirondack chair still staring at the flowers and trees without ever having lost consciousness. The tohunga with tattooed face and feathered cloak, still stood in front of him but now he was smiling. “The deep Love you chose, as Hinemoa, is still with you… why do you think Cloesha plays the flute?” And the old man vanished from the Vision.

Frank looked at the gold watch Cloesha had given him for their fifth wedding anniversary and noticed it was 4:45 PM. Where had almost three hours gone? Yet, from another angle, how could a whole lifetime centuries before fit into so short a time interval in one afternoon. Frank was still baffled and overawed by his visionary experience when loud voices and noises coming from the house told him the “rabble” had returned. It was not until ten o’clock that evening, with the kids all tucked into bed, that he could recount his “other lifetime” adventure to Cloesha. She was accepting of it but closely questioned him about many details as he told his tale. When he finished she laughed softly.

“We had a great sex life then, too, my darling man. You know, as you talked, I could imagine myself as Tutanekai, complete with penis.”

“That may be, my love, but on our next vacation we are going to Hawaii where you are going to learn the hula!”

“What a wonderful idea. I’ll be able to drive you nuts with ecstasy just like you drove me sexually crazy as Hinemoa. But also I think we should now find someone who can tell us what this whole Vision-thing means.”

After extracting from Frank the whole story of his experience, Cloesha, the next day, Sunday, sat down at her state of the art Micron Pentium Pro II computer (after all, Frank was in the business) and went into the world wide web network to search for Maori information. She found several such sites in New Zealand and after fossicking around discovered the whole story of Hinemoa and Tutanekai almost word for word as Frank had related it. In a Maori dictionary she found the many Maori words Frank had used. An atlas of New Zealand, which the Maoris had known as “Aotearoa”, confirmed the place names and their existence on the map around the thermal area of Rotorua. Over one hundred pieces of factual data which Frank, and she herself for that matter, had never known, had been brought to light out of nowhere by this waking Vision Frank had had in his own backyard. Cloesha was now doubly anxious to find someone who could explain the significance of this weird and wonderful experience.

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Although Professor Telemachos Apex had read widely about the problem of God and had pondered on the puzzle for most of his adult life, he had to admit that, at age 38, he was no nearer a clear solution. He had even tried meditation but it had not helped, probably because, as he put it, he was “a rational man” not given to “flights of fancy.” This was where he differed from his friend, Gordon Koan, the psychotherapist, whom Tel thought of as “out in left field,” philosophically speaking. Whenever the two discussed God and attempted to understand one another’s point of view, they had to agree their approaches to the problem were so diametrically opposed as to “preclude synthesis.” Tel disliked erudite, pedantic words but, professionally, they were his stock-in-trade because precise, verbal logic called for exact definitions. No emotional, novelistic woolliness was acceptable in his work where unambiguous communication was a necessity.

God, Tel had long since decided, was a complex set of insoluble paradoxes. He was Perfection, yet knew of evil; He was One, who manifested as many; He was Love, and allowed cruelty; He was the Absolute as well as the relative; He was all Knowledge who existed alongside universal ignorance; He was Life and death, Light and darkness, Creation and destruction, Eternity and endings. God was Mind and matter, Spirit and flesh, the Whole and the parts, Peace and conflict, Heaven and hell, All-That-Is in a void of nothing, the Omnipotent who relinquishes force, the Pre-determiner who gives free-will. He was male and female, Father and Son, Mother and Child. He was the Unity, the Duality and the Trinity. God was, Tel concluded, a perplexing, muddled mess of unending contradictions.

Tel was convinced, however, there had to be answers to these conundrums if only he could find them, so he continued to search in books and within his own logical reasoning. Tel, by age 38, had read every significant philosophical, scientific, ethical, psychological and theological theory, together with their factual bases, in or out of print from East and West——and from North and South for that matter! Furthermore, and without undue arrogance, he knew he understood them in their significant detail and their intricate principles. Tel knew he had a fine mind and that, given a little time to study a topic, he could comprehend anything other minds had to offer. The philosophical problem, he decided, was not with understanding per se, but with discovering how this multiplicity of incompatible and disparate “facts” and theories fitted together in the giant, multi-dimensional jigsaw puzzle he called “Knowledge.” He recalled Aristotle’s statement that every event has four causes. These were the material cause (the matter of which it was made,) the formal cause (its plan, design or blueprint,) the efficient cause (the agent setting it in motion,) and the final cause (the goal, reason or purpose causing the agent to act). In the case of an exercise bicycle, the material cause was the metal and plastic it was made of, the formal cause was its design, the efficient cause was the person exercising, the and final cause was health and fitness. The idea of everything having four causes certainly helped fit the puzzle together. But what about human beings? Tel could see that their material cause was organic matter and that the form and design of the human body contained in the DNA was the blueprint. But, Tel mused, who, was the efficient cause responsible for setting human beings “in motion,” so to speak, and what was our human goal; what was the purpose of living; what was our final cause? If Aristotle was right then “lesser gods” had designed us and gotten us moving, which was what the Bible said if the “Elohim” of Genesis was taken literally as the plural word it was. Who, then, were the Elohim, these “lesser gods” who created the human race?

Tel felt all this needed much more investigation and cogitation. It never occurred to Professor Apex that he might, indeed, be one of these “lesser gods”!

Tel now decided to add to Aristotle another problem-solving concept, namely, Georg Hegel’s logical dialectic method which, in essence, as Tel would tell his students, is very simple. If we have a thesis, an idea such as “white” and we deduce (work out) the antithesis (the opposite polarity) of that idea, namely, “black” (or “non-white”) then, if we know our scientific facts, we can arrive at a higher order synthesis of the two polarities which includes them both, namely, “color” (grays are not higher level). Color, then is the one idea or concept of color-as-such which contains all colors. Hegel, Tel decided, had brought Plato’s Theory of Ideas out of the cave into Light. Another example would be the thesis or idea of “being” (“existing”) and its opposite polarity of “nothing” (or “non-being”) and arriving at the higher order uniting synthesis of these two polarities in the “new” idea of “becoming.” This new unified idea of “becoming” (now the thesis) can also then give rise to its opposite polarity, i.e., “dissolution” (the new antithesis) which, in turn, allows us to figure out their synthesis, namely “change” and its allied concepts such as “evolution” or “metamorphosis” in which something “dissolves” to change into a new form. A third example would be the thesis “birth” with its antithesis “death” which are contained in the wider higher order unified synthesis “life” which also embraces both. Therefore (as Hegel pointed out) opposite  or polarized concepts exclude one another only on their own hierarchical level, but do not exclude each other on an inclusive higher (synthesis) level of conceptualization. Tel was well aware that Hegel himself, using his dialectic method, had worked out a very detailed, precise, hierarchical system of knowledge which moved up from particulars such as specific things (occurring in science, religion, words-as-ideas, etc.,) to the ultimate level of synthesis which we might label, “One Reality” and which would have no opposite.

At this point Tel would say to his students, “And please don’t be smart-asses and tell me the opposite polarity of Reality is non-Reality because this only brings us to a ‘higher’ order of that same Reality which embraces those two concepts. Call it Ultimate Reality, Absolute Reality, Unity, All-That-Is, Oneness, God——the label does not matter——just get the key ‘IDEA’ which is what Hegel, himself, called it. Note that the word ‘ultimate’ means ‘ultimate,’ not ‘penultimate.’ Call it the ‘Final Synthesis’ if you like. Think on this logically, using reason, not just in terms of subjective or objective things, or concepts, or words. The Science of Thought is of a higher order than the Science of Energy, Matter and Things, and, anyway, both these Sciences can be synthesized as one in Reality.”

Old Georg Hegel, Tel knew, had provided only the barest theoretical outline, the skeleton so to speak, of All-That-Is Knowledge. Not that it was not one of the greatest accomplishments any philosopher had ever achieved. The skeleton, however, needed flesh and clothes if it was to Live. Georg’s skeleton needed to be brought to Life, given body with the full panorama of modern human experience, history, science, imagination, art and so on.

Tel wanted to arrive at that Final Synthesis, that Ultimate Reality, that Unified Knowledge more than anything else. It was the reason he became a philosopher and not a scientist, even though he also knew his sciences inside out. He wanted to “Know Thy Self” as Socrates’ oracle had said, and in the process to, “Know Reality as a Whole,” as he, Tel, put it. A feeling of desperation pervaded Tel, of longing for that Total Knowledge with all his being. Tel felt intuitively that Hegel’s dialectic method of the synthesis of polarized opposites would help him in his quest for Unified Knowledge.

“Well,” he said to himself, “that is enough for this evening. I’m off to bed and perhaps, like Friedrich Kekule of benzene fame and Nobel Laureate Otto Loewi who discovered the chemical aspects of nerve impulse transmission, the answers will come to me serendipitously in a dream … I certainly hope so.” As Tel settled under the bedcovers his entire body relaxed and he felt his mind emptying out. He stared at the dark, white plaster ceiling, for almost no light penetrated the room. A quiet calm spread through him and it was then that he noticed the faint light at the visual center of focus, a light which was becoming brighter as if someone were turning up a rheostat. Tel, on looking around the room, noticed the light was diffused through the whole room and it was not confined to any single or multiple source. “This is weird,” he said to himself, as the brightness steadily increased in power until the colors of objects faded, giving everything a white, powdery appearance. Within three minutes the light was so intense, so bright, that there was nothing but light in the room, yet his eyes did not hurt. The light increased and, for a fleeting moment, Tel wondered if this was what Jesus had experienced during his transfiguration. While Tel was not particularly religious he did keep his seeking mind open to all experiences and knowledge. He was not a materialist who dismisses any psychological experiential content as mere epiphenomenalistic nothingness. The light pervaded his mind until he was light and there was nothing except one light everywhere, inside and out. It was brighter, it seemed, than a thousand suns. All continuity of thought ceased in this infinite light which, intuitively, Tel surmised, was the Light of the Mind——whatever that was. Certainly, it was not physical, electromagnetic light.

Gradually, over a period of more than an hour, the all-pervasive Light faded leaving Tel with a sense of loss, a sense of having missed some profound insight, or contact, or something he could not name. Before he fell asleep Tel did conjecture that his earlier request for Knowledge and his Light experience not unrelated, but how they were connected remained a mystery.

The next day Tel decided to ask his friend, Gordon Koan, about the light phenomenon. Gordon was into all that mumbo-jumbo, psychospiritual “voodoo,” and perhaps just this once, he might talk sense.

*   *   *

Elizabeth Archer was also sitting at her home computer that Sunday afternoon, trying to get a design job pushed through because the contract deadline was only one week hence. It was a small piece and, just for starters, she was roughing out a few possible basic designs in Corel Draw. Quite often, as an initial phase, Elizabeth would play around in Draw or 3-D Dream until she came up with a visual impression she liked, then go on from there to firm up the form. As she worked she sometimes made boxed notes for herself right on the picture using the Artistic Text button. Her favorite font was a Swiss sans which had a clean look. Artistic Text was much more flexible than Paragraph. The new logo she was creating for a large company, needed to be simple, yet startling. The company had recently been formed as the result of a merger and, as it now had a new name, it required a new motif.

This was a rush job, which was why Elizabeth was working on a Sunday, but, thus far, she had not created an idea for a logo/motif “that clicked.” Elizabeth always knew a creative idea was a winner when that old “Eureka, Aha!” confirmation leapt into her consciousness. This time, however, her muse was not cooperating and she felt she was at an inspirational impasse. As she sat staring into the monitor screen her mind dropped into a becalmed state.

“Why don’t you use a beautiful orchid spilling out of a large italic ‘O’ as a symbol. The company manufactures perfumes, fragrant soaps, etcetera, and its name begins with ‘Orc’——so the whole concept would tie several ideas together, including soft femininity. You might like to review Georgia O’Keefe’s artwork.”

Startled, Elizabeth glanced around to see where the voice had come from, but besides herself, there was no one in the room. “Am I hearing voices?” she asked in an apprehensive whisper.

“Well, yes, but only one voice,” was the instant reply, “but don’t be concerned because you are quite sane, and no harm can come to you.”

Shaking her head in disbelief as if to rid herself of this bizarre phenomenon, Elizabeth groped in her mind for some kind of anchor, some kind of sensible precedent which would enable her to cope. Although she had heard of people who channeled deceased relatives or other “entities”, Elizabeth usually thought of it as that “far-out psychic stuff” unrelated to herself. The only thing she could think of to say right now was, “Why me? What do you want of me?” This was not said out loud, but as a verbal thought.

“We will get to that at a future date if you are still willing, but for the moment it is more a matter of what I can do for you. What do you think of my logo idea?”

“It’s great, and I will work it through.” The logo design was the last thing she wanted to discuss at that moment. “Who are you?”

“That is a difficult question to answer directly because the answer has many facets. For now just think of me as your personal Spiritual Advisor, or if you prefer, regard me as an aspect of your Higher Self.”

“Are you sure you have the right person? I thank you for your design input but I don’t like this eerie feeling one little bit. Ghosts bother me!”

“You will become used to it, my dear. I’m not a ghost and, anyway, you agreed to do this before you were conceived, therefore it is a part of your destiny or purpose during this lifetime.”

“Okay….” Elizabeth paused doubtfully, struggling to come to terms with this unanticipated, completely novel situation. “Yes, I do believe in reincarnation——there is too much solid evidence not to——so tell me, Voice, what is my purpose?”

“Please call me ‘Spirad’ if you need an abbreviation. ‘Voice’ sounds so unfeeling.”

“All right, ‘Spirad’ it is! So what is my purpose here, Spirad?” Elizabeth was becoming almost flippant.

“That will unfold, my dear, down the line if you decide to continue this relationship.”

“I am not ‘your dear’ so stop calling me that, and I don’t have a relationship with either you or anyone else right now——except my daughter.”

“You may think that, but I know everything about you. There are no secrets anywhere in the realm of Mind.”

Elizabeth decided to put this Spirad ghost to the test. “Then tell me the name of my former husband.”

“Luke Austin Archer, now aged 46. That was too easy. Ask me another.”

“Where did we get married?”

“In the Berkeley Unitarian Church on June 20, 1981 and you then went to Acapulco de Juarez for your honeymoon.”

“Correct. Is that the full name for Acapulco?”

“Yes, but its unimportant. Do you have more questions?”

“Only to find out where I can get help for hearing disembodied voices. Maybe I’m schizophrenic!” Although Elizabeth said this jokingly she had uneasy qualms it might be true.

“Your fears are unfounded, my dear——sorry, Elizabeth——but I do suggest you make an appointment to see Dr. Gordon Koan who will be able to reassure you that you are very sane. His name is spelt K-O-A-N as in Zen.”

“Very funny. How do you speak to me, I mean how do you put these words into my mind?” Elizabeth was beginning to relax enough to be curious about Spirad.

“How do you hear people speak to you in your dreams at night? I merely activate your auditory areas in your brain through your mind, or rather our shared minds, so you can ‘hear’ my words. The brain is merely a neurological interface through which mind, with feedback, can operate the body, as well as communicate through sensory-motor/auditory-vocal physiological functions. If you would rather, I can simply transfer my thoughts telepathically into your mind directly without recourse to words or brains.”

“Show me. Put a visual image into my mind. How about the orchid logo?”

“Certainly. Here it is.” Instantly, Elizabeth had a vivid, colorful mental image of a Brassocattleya Cliftonic ‘Magnifica’ orchid spilling out of a beautifully proportioned, italicized, upper case ‘O’. She gasped in astonishment.

“Do you approve?” asked Spirad. Elizabeth could sense his pleasure.

“Like its name, it’s magnificent and much, much better than any holographic 3-D Dream image because the lighted colors glow from inside it. All visual imagery, real or not, should look as gorgeous!”

“In my non-physical universe everything radiates it own inner light, and anyway, eons ago, you were the artist who designed the first few hundred kinds of flowers on earth,” Spirad informed her. “I can give you the power to have that inner vision if you wish.”

“So that was your plan, you crafty old devil! You suggested that logo just to get me hooked into your net if I may mix my metaphors.” Elizabeth ignored the “original designer” remark as too preposterous to merit a reply.

“You may. And what you say is true although it never would have happened without your agreement, at first unconsciously, and now consciously. We never interfere with the minds of others anywhere without their express permission. It’s a Law of God.”

“Who is, or are, ‘we’? You did say ‘we’ didn’t you?”

“You don’t miss a trick, do you, Elizabeth? In the widest sense that ‘we’ comprises all Real Created Beings Everywhere, including your own Real Self. From a more limited and functional viewpoint the ‘we’ only includes those ascended Beings whose task it is to return the human race to Reality.”

“How many of you are there?”

“In the Widest Reality there are numberless Beings, all in the Mind of God, but in the narrower sense of the immediate Teachers and Care-takers of humans there are only billions. I should also add that there are only a few Avatars, but then, if necessary, Avatars can return to Earth more than once.”

“What is an Avatar?”

“An ascended High Master like Jesus, the Buddha or Krishna, who can return voluntarily to Earth to help, but not to resolve their own karma because they have done that already——if they ever needed to….” Spirad’s voice dwindled off as if to indicate the interchange was becoming too deep.

Elizabeth agreed. “You are getting into realms I do not understand. But you have whetted my appetite for more, and thanks for the orchid logo. Will you come again?”

“When you are ready.”

“Okay. In the meantime keep up the good work!”

“We will. Fortunately for us there is no ‘time’ as you know it, so we can be very patient. You all have free will, you know.”

“You could have fooled me!” commented Elizabeth tartly. Then she remembered her daughter. “Spirad, will Alicia be okay?”

“Yes. Please tell her about me because I can help her as well. Alicia came here this time to fulfill herself spiritually. She chose you as a mother so you could lead her to God. She is a chosen one. She decided to come here to help, so please help her find her spiritual goal.”

“I’ll do that … so, goodbye for now.”

“Goodbye, my dear. Be at Peace.”

When Elizabeth explained to Alicia about Spirad and recounted most of the lengthy conversation they had had, Alicia grinned and said, “Cool! Mom, next time let me join in. Are you really going to see Dr. Conehead, or whatever his name is? I want to come too. Please!”

“Well, Honey, let me see him first, just to check it out. If he says its all right we can take it from there. Okay?”

“Okay … but I’m so excited … it sounds much better than an acid trip!”

Elizabeth swiveled around in her chair to confront her daughter, who was grinning.

“No, Mom! I was just kidding. I haven’t done acid, or even pot.” Alicia put her hands up in the air. “I’m clean, Mom, really! Some of the other guys at school have told me about their weird trips and I was tempted … And, since you’re going to ask me, I am still a virgin at 15, but then, nobody has asked me to do it yet so I can’t say it’s my moral fiber! I don’t know if I would. I often get turned on just by reading books and watching sexy movies. Mom, why is life so complicated?”

“Beats me. Any more non-confessions to make?”

Alicia smiled. “I think that’s all you can take for one day, Mom, I don’t want to overload you … but our sociology teacher said something interesting for a change the other day. She said that up until 150 years ago almost all women were married by age 14, that they married at or just after puberty, and that it was the industrial and scientific revolution and the need for education that gradually pushed up the age of marriage for females. Is that true?”

“I believe so, and often in the old days a girl had to get pregnant after betrothal, but before the marriage, in order to prove to her husband and in-laws she was fertile. Even the puritans did that.”

“Then there was no adolescent sexual problem in history, was there? I mean all this ‘teenage promiscuity’ and pregnancy is really due to our need to be educated to the ripe old age of 18!” said Alicia who nearly always spoke in exclamation marks.

“I guess so,” said her mother, but I don’t see how that helps.”

“Okay, well, if all through history we got pregnant and married at 12, 13, 14, then we teenagers cannot be blamed morally for wanting sex and having sex just like our ancestors. It’s the manufacturers, the captains of industry, the legislators and the educators who are really to blame. The industrial /scientific revolution sucks!”

“Alicia, you are a smart cookie, but shifting blame around rarely solves a problem. In your case, since we are on this topic, come and talk to me if and when you feel you can’t resist having sexual intercourse because you love the guy so much, and I will get you on the pill.”

“At school they tell us to use condoms, Mom.”

“That’s really for disease. I want you on the pill for pregnancy, and also to use condoms for AIDS, etcetera. Got it?”

“Yes, I’ve got it, and I’ll let you know when, but nobody’s galloping by yet to yank me onto his horse, so I’m okay for now. And thanks, Mom, you’re the best! Let’s talk again sometime soon … I think I need a vibrator—my older friends tell me they are much better than guys!”

Elizabeth raised her eyes to the ceiling as Alicia, giggling gleefully, danced out of the sunlit room.

 

Loving Oneness Now -- Copyright © 2007 Alexander Bannatyne, PhD

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