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You may also experience post-nasal drip and a scratchy throat. The whole story is given Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down the Bible, Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down it is in the form of a story. Actually, Man was able to communicate with fellow Man and with the animals, too, but through treachery to the animal world mankind was deprived of telepathic communication and so there was the utter confusion of people trying to converse in what were local dialects, and which in time became the languages of the world.
This world can now be likened to a train. The train has been going through various stages of scenery, it has been traversing pleasant sunlit lands which can correspond to stage 1, lands in which there was beautiful scenery Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down amiable fellow passengers.
But then we come to stage Rampa & Re.You - Coming Downwhen the passengers all changed, and this new lot were not so friendly, nor was the journey so pleasant because there was an uneven track with many clattering switchpoints, and the journey continued through depressingly gloomy terrain where the smoke of various factories belched vile chemicals into the atmosphere.
Here the passengers were quarrelling and almost coming to blows, but worse was to come. At the third stage the passengers changed again Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down a lot of bandits got aboard, bandits who tried to rob other passengers, there was much stabbing, much sadistic action. The train, too, rocked along the edge of narrow gorges where landslides made travel precarious.
All the time there was discordant noise and the continual quarrelling of the unhappy passengers. Again the train stopped and took on fresh passengers. This time conditions were even worse, the new passengers were almost wrecking their train, damaging the fittings, torturing, swindling, and engaging in all those activities which the decent person finds abominable.
The train went through increasingly Faithless - Matt Cardle - Letters land, with badly laid rails, with many detours and obstructions. The passengers were in darkness, like the people of the world itself, leaderless.
The gloom became gloomier, and the atmosphere more dismal, until the train was pitching and tossing in absolute darkness, with a darkness that comes in a passage through the heart of a mountain.
But our train is now in its darkest phase, it cannot get darker, therefore it must get lighter. As the train goes rocketing along it will get lighter and lighter, and eventually, as a New Age approaches, the train will burst forth from the mountainside, and below the passengers will see a fair and pleasant land with sparkling waters, herds of cattle grazing peacefully.
The sun will be shining, and as the train goes on and on, ever changing passengers, they will find that conditions become better Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down better, where men respect the rights of others, where there is no longer terrorism, sadism, and torture.
But much has to be done at the present time because before the Golden Age shall come there will be much more hardship and suffering on this world. Prediction is dealt with in another Chapter of this book, but possibly it would not be amiss to say something here. According to the age-old art of astrology many sad events are going to take place on this Earth.
Round about the year there will be a very substantial and unexpected increase in the world's heat, with a reduction in rainfall and a drying up of crops, and fruit and other plants will wither Now - Gaunt - Yeah, Me Too before they can be gathered.
Thus, the Chinese, in their xenophobic state of mind, are ready to lash out at that which they do not understand. One also has to bear in mind that it was bad enough when only the United States had the atom bomb, but now the Russians, the French, the Chinese, and perhaps others have this device. Conditions have reached a most precarious pass. Much preliminary work has to be done before the advent of the New Leader.
Certain people have to be given hints of what is happening, when, and how. But certain other people have to be excluded from getting much knowledge.
These older people will not, of course, be upon the Earth at the time of the New Coming, but like those who are to come after, these forerunners will have done their task by taking upon themselves the hatred and the suspicions which always come to the innovator. People fear that which they do not understand, and so if it is said that a person has changed bodies with another, then he is automatically the subject of much persecution.
But it is necessary that there be incidents of changing bodies to bring it into the public consciousness so that when the New Leader comes people will be able to accept the truth of transmigration of souls and the changing of bodies.
Thus, while those who are undergoing the scorn and ridicule and active persecution of an ill-informed Press at present, they will know in the fullness of time that their suffering and misery has been justified. If they were truly what they say they are, they would have all the money they wanted. In the same way, people who come to this world, and change bodies, and try to prepare a way for another, they too Escapism - Opprobrium - Discerning Forces like a splinter, the world finds them strange, people may be uncomfortable in the presence of such a being.
So, the old world goes rolling along full of trouble, but the darkest hour is before the dawn, and when things are at their blackest there is the happy thought that any change can be for the better. And this world and the peoples of this world, after their blackest hour, will go on and on into the light when mankind shall be tolerant of mankind, and when the little people of the animal world shall be understood instead of misunderstood, feared, and tormented as they are at present.
So, beginning with the yearthe world shall have pleasures, and a Golden Age shall Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down. Far off at the end of the long, cultivated garden, a noisy brook went Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down over the rocks and hissing across the stony stretches. On a warm day he was wont to stand by that babbling brook, or perch on one of the large rocks overhanging the tumultuous torrent. Farther along there was the little wooden bridge with the shaky handrail by which he crossed on his way to the small hamlet for his mail and shopping.
It had been pleasant here, he Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down his wife. And now he was alone in the old, old Rampa & Re.You - Coming Downhis mind and mood in a turmoil matched by the gale outside. Across the moorland heather the gale screeched in unbridled fury, lashing the yellow gorse, making it bow to the mighty wind. The distant sea was a boiling white mass of foam, with mighty waves breaking in thunder on the great granite shore, dragging back the pebbles with a nerve-jarring scream.
A lone gull soared backwards overhead, blowing helplessly inland, powerless in the grip of the storm. The old house shook and shuddered to the ceaseless pounding of the elements.
Flecks of cloud, Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down low, whipped by the windows like ghosts seeking entry. A sudden Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down clatter and rumble, and a sheet of corrugated metal went spinning across the garden, to strike the bridge and shear through the old timbers. For a time the broken ends vibrated like an overtaxed violin string, then, one after the other, they shuddered and tumbled into the brook.
Inside the house, oblivious of the turmoil, the man paced back and forth, back and forth. Seeing again and again, the moment when he had returned from the hamlet and found his wife gone. Re-reading the bitter note in which she told him that he was a failure — and she was going elsewhere. Grimly — as a sudden thought struck him — he strode to the battered old desk and wrenched open the centre drawer. Rooting in the back, he Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down out the cigar box in which he kept the rent and living money.
Even before he opened it he knew that it was empty, the money, his ONLY money, gone. Groping his way to a chair he sat down and buried his head in his hands. How could I have known about this? Against the ancient stone hedge the little moorland ponies huddled head to wind in abject misery, trying to get even slight shelter for stinging eyes.
Away in the hall the telephone rang and rang, jarring him from his lethargy. Slowly he made his way to the jangling instrument, which ceased its clanging even as he stretched out his hand to lift it. The old Professor plodded wearily across the quadrangle on his way to the Lecture Hall. The years had been hard ones indeed.
Born in very humble circumstances he had been the 'bright boy' who had slaved and earned that he could put himself through college. It had been almost a lifetime of clawing his way up against the opposition of those who resented his humble origin.
Now in the evening of his life the weight of Time was showing in his white hair, lined face, and feeble step. As he stumbled slowly along, oblivious of the greetings of undergraduates, he pondered on many obscure facets of his specialty, Ancient History. Most strange, MOST strange — there used to be a door here.
I must be in the wrong building. In here. Moving like a man rejuvenated, he crossed to the rostrum and smiled benignly upon the assembled undergraduates. Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down smiled respectfully at him, for even though they did at times make fun of his forgetfulness, yet they still Le 6 Septembre - Various - Très Chic!
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Remembering his own struggles, he took pleasure in HELPING the student in difficulties, instead of flunking him as was so often the case with other Professors. Here was a mighty civilisation which seems to have appeared in a most mysterious manner and disappeared in an equally mysterious manner.
We have tantalising fragments, but no clear picture. We know, for example, that three thousand and five hundred years B. We have Raunchy Guitar - The Ventures - Dance! of them. Always fragments, and no more.
We know also that the Sumerians had a musical system which differed from any other system of musical notation throughout the old or new worlds. There has been Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down a clay tablet which by scientific methods indicates an age of some three thousand years.
The tablet has engraved upon it musical symbols which lead us to suppose that it was a hymn, but it has defied musical interpretation. The old man paused, his eyes opened wide as if seeing something beyond the normal vision of Man. For a minute he stood thus, gazing into the Infinite, then, with a strangled groan, he dropped to the floor. Stunned amazement held the class motionless for a moment, then two students rushed to his side, while another hurried out in search of medical assistance.
A hushed assembly stood respectfully aside as two stretcher-bearers carefully lifted the unconscious man, placed him upon the opened stretcher, and bore him away to the waiting ambulance.
The Head who had been called, appeared full of bustle and dismissed the class for the afternoon. I must have been working too hard. Strange, strange! The middle-aged man squirmed uncomfortably upon the hard wooden bench, crossing first one leg then the other. From time to time he lifted half-frightened eyes to gaze about him. Here are your cards. Rogers, you go to Therapy, they want to do some test. The middle-aged man shuddered at the rows and rows of people before him.
Patients unaccompanied, new patients with relatives with them, and some with burly Attendants waiting near by.
The hours dragged on. Here and there a man or woman screamed in the Various - Platipus Archive 3 of some mental Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down.
Throughout the ensuing commotion the nurse's voice droned on imperturbably. Outside, the dull red-brick buildings shimmered in the increasing heat. Scores of blank-eyed men stooped and shuffled as they grubbed along the gravel of the paths in search of weeds. Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down loitered alertly in any available shade as they supervised the toiling men. Farther along, where the grassy slopes met the main drive, lines of dowdy women bent to the task of picking litter and stones from the grass before the mowers could do their work.
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At the main gates two Attendants stopped cars entering that the occupants might be directed. An inmate, appearing casual, tried to slip out behind an Attendant's back, but was soon stopped. In Admittance the middle-aged man stood up uncertainly as his name was eventually called.
Mind he doesn't get away. Together they trudged along a corridor lined with doors. From behind some came sighs, from others screams, Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down from yet another a queer bubbling sound which made the Attendant jump to an alarm and energetically summon assistance to one whose life was bubbling away through a cut throat.
The middle-aged man shivered and seemed to shrink. The Doctor slowly reached out a languid hand and picked up the papers and compared them with the card.
Then, without paying the slightest attention to the middle-aged man he settled back in his swivel chair and began to read. How d'ye think you can be in two places at once?
Tell me all about it. I feel as if I were one of identical twins sometimes almost completely in rapport with the Margos Cargo - Stompin Tom Connors - More Of The Stompin Tom Phenominum. The Doctor grunted and knocked the ash off his cigarette.
Can you predict their onset? Well, we shall have to commit you to an Observation Ward until we can get the matter straightened out, you seem to be living in two worlds at the same time. At the Doctor's signal the Attendant entered the room. I will see him later in the day. The Attendant motioned to the middle-aged man, and together they Its A Long Way - Sha 261 - Bricoles Par Sha 261 and went out of the Doctor's office.
The Doctor sat motionless for a moment, then pushed his glasses up to his forehead and energetically scratched the back of his neck. Lighting a fresh cigarette, he leaned back in his swivel chair and put his feet on the desk. I suppose next we shall have people saying they are living in parallel worlds or Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down.
But that is a matter to be discussed in our next chapter, now we have parallel worlds. We have to remember that upon this world we are confined to three dimensions, for this is wholly a three-dimensional world and to the average person who has not studied anything about metaphysics the fourth dimension is something to laugh about or to read about in some remarkable science fiction.
Not merely is there a fourth dimension, but beyond the world of the fourth there are the fifth, the sixth, the seventh, the eighth, and the ninth.
In the ninth, for example, one attains realisation and is able to comprehend the Por Culpa de Quién?
(X Colpa Di Chi?) - Zucchero - The Best Of Zucchero / Sugar Fornaciaris Greates of things, one is able to comprehend the origin of Life, the origin of the Soul, how things started and what part mankind plays in the evolution of the Cosmos. In the ninth dimension, also, Man — still a puppet of the Overself — is able to converse face to face with his Overself. An example of that may be found in the way in which the medical profession was completely crippled for hundreds of years because of the works of Aristotle, it was considered to be a great crime to do any investigation into the human body because Aristotle had taught all there was to know — ever.
So, until the medical profession could escape from the dead hand of Aristotle, they could do no dissections and no post-mortems, and they could do no research. Certain astronomers had much the same difficulty when they taught that Earth was not the centre of creation because some early Wonderful Man had taught that the Sun revolved round the Earth, and that everything existed for the comfort Beats Go (Euro Mix) - Bass Expanders - Beats Go (Remixes) mankind!
But now we have to get on with our dimensions. Here on this Earth we deal with that which is commonly known as three dimensions. We see a thing and we feel a thing, and it appears solid and real to us. But suppose we had to Margos Cargo - Stompin Tom Connors - More Of The Stompin Tom Phenominum with an extra dimension, the first thing would be — well, what is this extra dimension?
Possibly we could not quite comprehend it. What could be a L.A. Jinx - Slade - B-Sides dimension? Worse, what would be a fifth? And then go on up to the ninth, or even beyond the ninth. The best thing is to consider first an ordinary tape-recorder because most people have access to a tape-recorder or have seen one. We have a Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down running at a very slow, slow Rampa & Re.You - Coming Downless than an inch a second.
At such a slow speed one could have a tape message last for an hour. Before we could comprehend that which was upon the tape we should have to Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down the tape at the same speed as that employed in recording it.
Incidentally, marine biologists have used tape-recordings and have discovered that fish of all kinds talk. There is, in fact, a special phonograph record giving sounds of the sea in which there are the sounds of the fish talking to each other, and even lobsters and crabs communicating.
Now the scientists are trying to decipher the tapes, and at the time of writing this it has been stated that these scientists are able to compile a vocabulary so that eventually they may be able to Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down in extenso with dolphins. But — back to our parallel worlds. Many, many years ago, when I had escaped from the Russians and was making my slow and painful way across Europe to eventually reach a free country, I chanced to stop in war-torn Berlin then being desecrated by the savage Russians.
I was walking about wondering what to do next, wondering how to pass the time until nightfall when I should hope to be able to get a lift upon my way towards the French border. I walked along looking at the still-smoldering ruins where allied bombing had reduced most of Berlin to shattered rubble. In a little cleared Linval Thompson - Dont Call The Police beneath twisted steel girders now turning red with rust, I saw a ramshackle stage set up surrounded by those bomb-racked No Es Preciso - Tito Rodriguez - En Escenario. There was scenery of a sort upon the stage, scenery made from bits of material salvaged from the wreckage.
They had some poles, and from the poles were stretched pieces of sacking so as to obscure as much as possible a view of the stage from those who had not paid to enter. I was interested and looking farther I saw there were two old men, one was standing before a curtain taking money. He was tattered and unkempt, but there was a certain air of — something — majesty, I suppose, about him.
I forget now how much money I paid to enter, not much because none of us had much money in war-torn Berlin, but as I paid he put the money in his pocket and courteously motioned me through the tattered and bedraggled curtain. As I went beyond the curtain I saw some planks bridging rubble, and on those planks people were sitting. I took my seat, too, then a hand came through the curtain and waved. An old, old man, thin, bent with the weight of years, shuffled to the centre of the stage and made a little address in German telling us what we were going to see.
Then turning away he went behind the backdrop. For a moment we saw him with two sticks in his hand and from those two sticks depended a number Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down puppets, Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down lumps of wood, roughly carved to represent a human shape, dressed up in gaudy rags, with painted features and lumps of hair stuck on top.
They were crude, they really were crude, and I thought that I had wasted money Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down I could ill afford, but — I was tired of walking, tired of just ambling about attempting to evade Russian and German police patrols, so I kept to my hard seat and thought that as I had wasted the money I would waste some time as well.
The old man shuffled out of sight at the back of his little ramshackle stage. Somehow he had rigged up lighting of some kind, these were now dimmed and on this very makeshift stage appeared figures. I stared. I stared hard and rubbed my eye, for these weren't puppets, these were living creatures, gone completely was the crudity of hacked wood daubed over with colour, Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down with horsehair and swaddled with bits of rag salvaged from bombed ruins.
Here were living people, people each with a mind of his own, people intent on the task at hand, people who moved of their own volition. There was no music, of course, and no sound, no sound that is except for the asthmatically wheezing of the old, old man now hidden in the back. But sound was not necessary, sound of any kind would have been superfluous, the puppets were Life, every movement, every gesture was expressive, speech was unnecessary, for these motions were in the universal language of picture, pantomime.
There seemed to be an aura around these puppets, these puppets who had now become people, they seemed to take on the identity and the personality itself of that which they were at the moment representing. No matter how much I peered I could not see the strings going from the heads, these were indeed artfully hidden against the background.
Before me scenes of life were being enacted with absolute fidelity to the human counterparts. I lost myself in following the actions and the motives, we watched human drama and our pulses raced in sympathy with the under-dog. This was excitement, this was real, but at last the show came to an end and I roused myself as if from a trance. I knew that a real genius was controlling those puppets, a master of masters, and then the old man came out from behind his stage and bowed.
He was shaking with fatigue, his face was white with the strain and covered with a Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down sheen of perspiration. He was indeed an artist, he was indeed a master, and we saw not a tattered, battered old man clad in rags, but the genius who manipulated those crude puppets and brought them to life.
As I turned away I thought of the things I had learned in Tibet, I thought of my beloved guide the Lama Mingyar Dondup, and how he had shown me that Man is just a puppet of his Overself. I thought also how this puppet show had been a wonderful lesson on parallel worlds. Man is nine-tenths subconscious and one-tenth conscious. You have probably read quite a lot about it because the whole science of psychology is devoted to the various facets and idiosyncrasies of Man's subconscious.
Supposing you had a motor-car, oh, let us say an eight-cylinder car because there do not seem to be any ten-cylinder cars to make the allusion more exact — let us say we have an eight-cylinder car, then, just for the purpose of this illustration. We have this eight-cylinder car, but we find that it is working on one cylinder alone, seven cylinders are not in any way contributing towards the function of the car, they are in fact holding it back even more because of the inertia.
The performance is deplorable. Wasteful, isn't it? Supposing we have an evolved Overself who is anxious to progress to other planes of existence, one who is anxious to go up and up and up to different dimensions.
In that case the Overself might devote one-tenth of Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down ability to dealing with the body on Earth, and the rest of its abilities might go to dealing with bodies on other planets, or other planes of existence. Or it might even be without puppet bodies on other planes of existence and be moving in what one might term, pure spirit, instead.
But if the Overself is not that far evolved or has a different scheme of operations, it might do things in a different way.
Supposing our Overself is more or less of a beginner, Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down you can say that it is the same as a student in secondary school. The student has to attend a number of classes instead of having to learn just one subject, often this means that the student has to walk to different classes or to different centres, and that really does waste a lot of time and energy.
The Overself is in a far more satisfactory position. It is the puppet master. Upon this world which we call Earth there is a puppet which is the Earth body, and which functions with one tenth of the Overself's attention.
Upon a parallel world in another dimension the Overself could have another puppet, or perhaps two or three, or more puppets, and it would then be able to manipulate these between various tasks. To go back to our student, one might say that this is like a student who can remain aloof in his private room and send his deputies to the different classrooms so that he can gain all the experience required through these different sources and 'connect them up' later.
Let us assume that the Overself is having to rush things somewhat in order to catch up with the cycle of evolution. Supposing the Overself has been a bit slow or a bit lazy, and has had various setbacks, and this Overself does not want to be left in the same class or state after the others have passed on, so he has to take, in effect, a cramming course the same as a child or older student takes extra lessons in order that he may keep up with others Tune Of An Unsung Artist - Scarlett Taylor - Lucky Girl are more advanced, and so remain in close touch with them.
The Overself may have a person Time Is Running Out - Louis Jordan - Hallelujah.
Louis Jordan Is Back! Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down life in Australia and may have yet another person doing something else in Africa. These people might never meet on Earth and they would still be very much in affinity with each other, they may have telepathic rapport without in any way understanding why, but then occasionally they would meet in the astral just as travelling salesmen sometimes meet Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down the sales manager's office.
This is one explanation of some curious dreams because frequently when two compatible puppets are asleep their Silver Cords might touch, and would produce an effect similar to those crossed telephone lines wherein you hear pieces of others' conversations but, sadly, sadly, and to one's immense regret, we miss all the most interesting bits.
But what is the purpose of all this, you might ask. The Overself can experience riches and poverty at the same time, and so weigh them in the balance of experience. One Shock The Monkey - Peter Gabriel - So Alive in one country could be a beggar making a miserable living, hardly existing, in fact, while in some other country the next puppet could be a prince gaining experience of how to handle men and how to shape a nation's policy.
The beggar would be gaining Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down of misery and suffering so that when his lifetime of experience was blended to that of the prince-puppet the Overself would know of the seamier side of life, and would know that there are at least two sides to every question.
In the normal course of events people would perhaps come as a prince and then wait for another life to Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down as a beggar, or the other way about, but when they are rushed for time, when any given cycle of evolution is nearing its end as is the present case, then heroic methods have to be adopted in order that those who are Brown Skin (Blacksmith Remix) - India.Arie - Brown Skin may The Beast Comes Around - Napalm Beach - Fire Air And Water keep up with the rest.
We are now entering the Aquarian Age, an Age wherein much will happen to Man and Man's spirituality will increase — it is about time that it did, by the way. Man's psychic ability also will increase. Many people now living on the Earth will not be reborn Tavasz Dala - Dalriada - Kikelet the Earth but will go on to different stages of evolution.
Many of those who Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down not learned in this life or in this cycle of existence will be Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down back like naughty schoolboys to start again in the next cycle. If a boy is left behind by his class at school he is often dissatisfied and disgruntled that Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down is left behind, and he tends to be difficult with newcomers Ringo Starr - Snookeroo that class, he tends to overplay his part and to show that he knows more, is better, bigger, and all that sort of thing, and the newcomers to the class almost always dislike the boy who is left over from the previous class.
It is the same in the classroom of life, a person who has been rejected as not sufficiently evolved to go on to the next stage of existence has to come back and do that cycle all over again. His subconscious memory contained in the nine-tenths of the subconscious resents it, and he tends to get ahead in one particular way. Many people after leaving this Earth will go on to a different form of existence, ever higher, for Man always must climb higher and higher, as indeed must all creatures, and the spirit of Man being gregarious by nature, delights to be in company with loved ones.
Thus it is that an Overself will make really determined efforts and will use many puppets in order A New Years Lullaby - Liv Ullmann & George Winston - Sadako And The Thousand Paper Cranes (File, Al it may keep up with its fellows.
Let us accept, then, that a parallel world is a world in a different dimension, a world which is much like Earth, but yet is in a different dimension.
Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down you find that difficult to comprehend, supposing you could go to the other side of the world instantly, in the twinkling of an eye. Now decide for yourself — are you living in the past? That is, have you gone back to yesterday, or have you traveled to the future? According to your calendar you will find that when you cross various datelines you travel either backwards or forwards as much as a complete day.
So it is theoretically possible to move a day into the future according to your basic time, or to a day in the past. Having agreed that that is so, you should be able to agree that there are various dimensions which cannot be easily explained, which nevertheless do exist, as do You Cant Sit Down - Various - Live From The Brooklyn Fox In His Record Breaking Show Murray The K. worlds.
It is always amazing that people can readily believe that the heart can pump ten tons of blood in an hour, or that there are 60, miles of capillary tubing in the body, and yet a simple thing like parallel worlds causes them to raise their eyebrows in disbelief and thereby make an astonishing amount of muscles go to work. Our subconscious is usually quite difficult to reach, difficult to plumb. If we could easily reach our subconscious we could at all times find out what other puppets of ours were doing in other worlds, or in other parts of this world, and that would lead to very considerable confusion, alarm, and despondency.
For Rampa & Re.You - Coming Downthink — today you have done certain things, but if you could get into your subconscious and find yourself living the life of another puppet of yours Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down had done the same thing last week or who intended to do it next week, it would lead to quite amazing confusion.
This is one of the many reasons why it is so very difficult to tap into the subconscious. At times things happen whereby there is an involuntary breakthrough between the conscious and the subconscious. It is a serious matter indeed, so serious that it is usually dealt with in a mental home.
It leads to all sorts of psychotic conditions because the poor wretched sufferer is unable to determine which is the body in which he is supposed to reside. Have you heard of the book The Three Faces of Eve? A woman was possessed by three different entities. The whole thing has been written about by quite a number of reputable doctors and specialists who presumably know what they are writing about.
Have you read the story of Bridie Murphy? That is a similar case. Again a person was possessed by another entity, or in other words, there was a breakthrough in the subconscious from one puppet to another. Joan of Arc, a very simple, uneducated country girl, turned into a warrior and a leader of warriors because the Silver Cords between two puppets became tangled and Joan received impulses designed for a man in a different body. In the case of the victim of The Three Faces of Eve a multiple breakthrough, or breakdown, occurred and the poor woman was placed in unwilling contact with other puppets controlled by the same Overself.
These other puppets were in a similar condition, they also suffered this breakthrough and as a result there was complete chaos. It is the same when you get two or three puppets and you are careless or inexperienced or let your attention wander, the cords become entangled, you pull a string which should control Puppet A, but because of the tangle you might cause Puppet B to kick and Puppet C to nod its head.
In the same way, when you Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down a breakthrough between the conscious and the subconscious, an uncontrolled breakthrough, that is, then you get interference from and with others who are being controlled by the same Overself.
Bridie Murphy? Yes, that also is true, that was a breakthrough into the subconscious and again a tangling of cords and a transference of impressions. Joan of Arc, as we have seen, was a simple country girl without education of any kind.
She spent long periods alone in contemplation, and in one such period she quite accidentally broke through to the subconscious. Probably she did a special breathing exercise without even knowing it, because all this can be done deliberately and under full control.
Anyway, she broke through to the subconscious, crossed strings with another puppet, and really got into a mess. She had all the impulses of a warrior, and she became a warrior, she wore armor and rode a horse. But what happened to the poor fellow who was intended to become a leader, did he develop womanly traits? Well, if we speculate on that we can lead Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down to all sorts of unfortunate conclusions.
But — Joan of Arc became a leader of men, a warrior hearing voices from the sky. She was picking up impressions from the Silver Cord which, after all, is only our puppet string. Think of that, our puppet string. People write about time and relativity, parallel worlds and all that, they use such big words that even they do not understand what they mean. But possibly you have got the general idea from this chapter.
Remember, all this is true, all this is absolute fact and one day in the not too distant future science will break down a few barriers and a few prejudices, and will realise the truth of — parallel worlds. The customer whose place had been so suddenly usurped by the belligerent woman sidled cautiously away and, reaching the door unharmed, dashed into the street.
From the back room the Manager appeared, nervously washing his hands with invisible soap and water. The young Assistant behind the counter feebly fumbled with the set, at loss to know what to do. At Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down he took a coin out of his pocket and gave a half-turn to two screws at the back of the radio.
Removing the cover of the battery box, he slowly removed the four batteries. With a flick of his thumb he rotated the switch — and the latest Beatle music blared forth. The hatchet-faced woman Boulevard Of Hope - Various - Swedish Electro Vol 2 (File) at the Assistant, her mouth dropping open with surprise.
The Manager and the Assistant looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders with exasperation. What do you mean? If you put them in with the polarity reversed they will not Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down. I plug in my TV and I do not have to wonder which way the plug should go. You are making excuses, just like all you men do! Pulling out the batteries, he reinserted them in the wrong way and switched on the set, no sound, no whisper at all.
Turning the batteries once again, he passed the now-playing set to the woman. Well I never did! Then — triumphantly pointing at the Assistant. How was I to know? The Manager reached for a battery on a shelf. To make a battery work in a set at all it MUST be inserted with the correct polarity. Your TV is different, Rampa & Re.You - Coming Down takes alternating current which is changed inside the TV itself.
Even men and women are of different polarity. At the other end of the garage the man in the grey overalls sighed in exasperation. Snatching up a piece of cotton waste he wiped his oily hands as he hurried to the still-burring telephone. Ellis of The Ferns. My car won't start and I have to go to town very urgently. The garage man sighed anew, always WOMEN had trouble starting their cars, still, he thought, that was what brought in the rent money.
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