Originally I thought tht this blog would have a lot of articles about off the wall subjects, but first I guess I had to test the walls. I see that many people on soulcast have had non-conventional experiences and are open to hear about the experiences of others.
Before I get into the gist of this blog I want to recommend two books, both of which are available in Barnes and Nobles and in limited quantities in Amazon.com. The first book is The Morning of the Magicians by Louis Pauwels and Jacques Bergier and the second book is Time Travel, Myth or Reality? By Richard Heffern. Both are ‘old’ books from the 1960’s and 70’s which have re-appeared after a few decades break. Another book that I recommend is The Magical Child by J.C. Pearce also availble in both bookstores.
Now first I want everybody to envision a good microscope. When we look at a leaf at a small magnification we see the large cells of that leaf. As we magnify farther we can see the parts of one cell, and if we had a really good microscope we could get to the molecular level and then the atomic level. At the electronic level there is lots of space between the atoms and the molecules. The electrons which orbit the atom are less like individual physical particles than they are some kind of electrical field, just as photons are also somewhere between little dots and waves depending on when and who is watching them (see Heizenberg’s principal).
I remember getting chills down my spine when our algebra teacher in high school, (who was a graduate student of physics working on his PHD) told us –and this was in the 1950’s-that the electrons changed orbits without ever being anywhere in between! This blew the mechanical universe right off my plate.
So what is our universe built of if not solid matter--: energy, And now some are saying this energy is just the result of vibrating strings?! (something right out of Kabbalistic teachings-but that is another blog).
Therefore, if the scientists are trying to tell us that our seemingly staid, immobile, material world is not really that way at all, we have some ‘scientific’ basis to speculate about phenomena that was rejected by the mechanical universe conception of the 19th and 20th centuries.
As a small child I saw lights or auras around flowers and other objects and could sometimes know what people were thinking, and could hear or see creatures that others could not hear or sea. This of course got me into trouble so I stopped talking about it, later I tried to block out telepathy, which was used and accepted in my family, since it could lead to social problems.
I also am sometimes ‘dyslexic’ in time and know what is about to happen in the near future –I remember being on a date where we were going to a fair and I knew that the guy should not gamble for he would loose on even simple things like ski-ball. When he bet on the wheel of fortune I said, “Please put your money on number “9” but he was Italian macho and put his money on another number and off course up came “9”. This happened again with “11” and he stormed off to try his luck again and again, and I kept saying: let’s go someplace else.
In college four of us tried to forge a telepathic link, and it didn’t seem to work that well while we worked on it that evening, but that night we were all messed up in the combined plots of each others dreams, and two of the girls were so irrationally angry at this that they did not want to be in the experiement anymore. ( I thought it was very funny.) Just two of us, both in the same dorm, stayed telepathic for years, we could talk over a distance to relay specific information and we always knew how the other one was feeling. Only a couple of years ago I again found the address of this woman (after many years) and I actually could see her opening my letter and knew it got to her before she wrote me back.
I could write pages and pages of my weird experiences and sprinkle them with the experiences of others that were told to me. But what I hope to do is to get to some kind of understanding of the questions that should be asked. Without the questions the answers are not possible. For instance, if so many people have experienced ghosts, then what is the reality in which ghosts can exist? If many have experienced telepathy, and clairvoyance, what is the reality made of that would have a basis for this? If there are people who have experienced time travel –and I’ll get to that, or premonitions, what is the nature of reality that supports that?
I am not going to say simply that many of these things are in the Bible, for some people out there don’t believe even in the Creator, and most people have a rather fuzzy view of what they do read or what was told to them. All I am doing on this particular blog entry is trying to give examples that could lead to a framework of thought that would enable us to deal with all these issues that the academic world of the present and the last century put beyond the pale for the most part.
Why did I bring up those three books? For each of them gives examples and speculations about the nature of our reality. The Morning of the Magicians is a badly written book, it goes all over the place with little internal logic, I tried marking up the page margins with topic headings and making some kind of appendix for myself on the inside covers. So why is it an important book? Because it covers all sorts of things that otherwise we might not encounter.
For example it introduced me to Charles Hoy Fort, a Bronxite who kept lists and wrote books of weird impossible things that happened all over the world—and his sources were only from official records or documented interviews.
And here is a quote from page 144 of The Morning of the Magicians “Scientific knowledge is not objective. Like civilization it is a conspiracy. Quantities of facts are rejected because they would upset preconceived ideas. We live under an inquisitional regime where the weapon most frequently employed against non-conformist reality is derision….therefore we should be able to claim another freedom….freedom to disbelieve science…..to disbelieve everything, in short besides facts. Not carefully selected facts, but facts as they occurr…”
The Morning of the Magicians is a book full of anecdotes about all sorts of impossible things that really happened. For example, on pages 121-125 it talks about an alchemist who warned a scientist who was working on nuclear physics in the 1930’s. The alchemist told the physicist that the liberation of nuclear energy was quite easy and was terribly dangerous and could poison the earth for centuries. “I believe that there were civilizations in the past that were familiar with atomic energy and that by using it they were totally destroyed.”
The alchemist went on to say “The secret of alchemy is this: there is a way of manipulating matter and energy so as to produce what modern scientists call ‘a field of force’. This field acts on the observer and puts him in a priveleged position vis a vis the Universe. From this position he has access to the realities which are ordinarily hidden to us by time and space, matter and energy. This is what we call ‘The Great Work’.” (page 124).
So the unknown alchemist in the 1930’s already was saying that the alchemists worked somewhere outside of time and space, beyond the definitions we use as matter and energy.
. So what do we know about time and space? What are they? We move through space, can we move through time? A Kabbalist told us that time is a type of material and that there are places on earth where it can flow backwards. In Time Travel, Myth or Reality the author gives several stories of people who were moved about in time, not of their own will, and often were placed in embarrassing or dangerous circumstances. On page 55 he quotes Charles Hoy Fort (who spent years collecting these factual stories) who wrote that a man had showed up out of nowhere on High Street in Chatham England, on a very cold night, absolutely naked who ‘ran up and down the street until a policeman caught him.” A Mr. Charles Ashmore left his house and walked in the snow until the footprints just stopped and he was never heard from again. (Page30-32)
Some of the even wierder stories involve people who found themselves in what seemed to be other dimensions or other time frames. One of the more frightening experiences was the documented disappearance of five torpedo bomber planes in 1945 : They had left Fort Lauderdale Naval Air Station for routine maneuvers. The base heard these communications before they disappeared: “We don’t know which way is West. Everything is wrong…strange. We cannot be sure of any direction. Even the ocean doesn’t look like it should.” (page59).
The book goes on to tell about people who had accurate premonitions etc and the author is trying to find some type of logic that can cover these phenomena.
Now maybe I should not say this, but I know that time travel is possible—how,-- I experienced it—and it totally freaked me out. Some intelligence force or being was playing with us and we were in total denial until it was pushed in our face. Here is the story.
We were back living in the States for a while and we took one vacation during this time. My husband wanted to see Niagra Falls—since he is a Nicola Tesla fan. Besides the electric plant, we were blown away by the beauty of the falls and stayed for a third day and only then left to go to the second place on our list: the Corning Glass factory. (We are very craft oriented and had seen an ancient glass museum in Israel and Corning was the next project). We took a country road and we joked as we entered a reddish fog—there was a science fiction story about a reddish fog taking you to another dimension. But we seemed to get to Corning in one piece. According to our watches it was four o’clock, and according to the brochure we had obtained, we had an hour to spend at the glass factory before it closed that day at five o’clock. When we got to the factory, however, it was closed and nobody seemed to be around the area.
Okay we said, let’s find a hotel or a motel and get to the museum tomorrow. According to information we had from a tourist bureau, that was up to date, there was a very inexpensive hotel in the downtown section of Corning. We had a map, we had the hotel address. We seemed to be getting closer to the number of the building when, we found ourselves outside of the city--- at the very end of the city. Now we said to each other, huh? Have we not been paying attention? So we drove back in the other direction and we again missed the hotel. We kept going back and forth on this street for half an hour, totally in denial (in spite of years of science fiction I have to add).
So we said, uh, maybe that hotel doesn’t exist anymore and the info we got is not accurate. We tried the same thing with the second hotel and somehow seemed to always be instantly someplace beyond it, but we were not about to admit that we were in the Twilight Zone.
Now it was about five o’clock in the evening and it was in August so the sun could not set until about 8 oclock or so. But here we were suddenly at night, in an area of lots of little houses all lit up from the inside. We were still in denial and we saw a man standing near the curb, dressed in a fall jacket (this was a hot August day of about 85 degrees). My husband got out of the car, showed the man the address of this second hotel and the man said to him “What’s the problem,it’s right up the street.” So we drove in the dark and did not find it right up the street.
We decided to try the fancier hotel just out of town and we were back in daylight again (now we were in deep denial still) and we followed the map to the road where the hotel was listed as being and we got there, and it was still light. But damn it, the hotel was just being built!
Finally we realized that we had been jumped in space and time and we got worried. The hotel was built in the 1950’s—who the hell would want to be stuck in the 1950’s? Would they take our money? All sorts of questions came up in our minds. My husband said ‘let’s find a quiet spot for me to pray Minchah (evening prayers) and let’s get out of here!” So we found a quiet factory parking lot, he prayed and we drove and drove and drove and when we got home a day later we were thank G-d in the right time zone!
My mother mentioned that around that time on the previous day the cats totally freaked out and pulled down all the curtains and in general wrecked the house. Some how we had disappeared from their telepathic field at that time we were checker- boardered through time and space? Obviously we weren’t meant to stay in Corning.
If you are saying ; what the …. was wrong with you guys that it took you so long to realize what was happening? Then think about it happening to yourself. We did not have a world view at the time that accomodated jumping in space and time. And there was no inertia…we felt nothing at all. ..We’ve experienced this phenomenon at times since on a smaller scale, and it no longer freaks us out. Why? We’ve stretched our world view a bit.
So, comments please, anybody else ever have this happen to them?
