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They were as different as the creatures of the sea are to the creatures of the land. They were a people-in-the-spirit and children of their God. Among them a stranger is born who teaches:

 

The Way of the Holy Spirit

 

Set against the background of an ‘inheritance’ scam in Australia, and romance between Mark and Helen, Jewish and other Life in the Spirit techniques are presented in the form of stories. Especially of groups known as Noble Ways. Such are into themes across the mystical plane – a form of virtual reality, strong mental interactions. Helen is a Jew. Mark isn’t. This is the very first book that tried to explain ‘Life in the Spirit’ (Kingdom of Heaven; Promised Land).

 

Understanding the mystery of the Hebrew God is a daunting mission. Each step has to be conquered before it is possible to climb and see the view from the next step. At the top step a shock, a revelation, a surprise.  

The Appendix contains a version of ‘The Third Testament Creation’ (‘The Third Testament’ is a book by the same author).

Each person learns differently. There are a number of novels which have a spiritual theme.

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Prologue

 

In human time the aliens spent decades preparing. They were dimensional life and lived in the ‘Dimension of Life’ and not in the ‘Dimension of Matter’. They managed to understand how to look and feel human. Their science teams worked out much about the planet of interest, and biological life of Earth. They reproduced a small city with dwellings and parks, and entertainment like on Earth. The city not made of physical matter like bricks, but looked and felt that way.

 

Two girls were in such a park on swings. One on a red swing and the other dark-blue. They were explained how these work. They moved their legs to move the swings. In relative ages both looked perhaps 7. Pretty colorful dresses, kind of old-fashioned. They gave themselves names because they understood people had names. One decided she would be Vicki. The other named herself Louise. They used sense flows which could be equated to human words and concepts.

 

“Mum is pregnant with child.” Vicki said. “But dad will be born as biological life before Amy, the name mum decided to give her female child, is born. Mum is concerned Amy will focus on her father, determined to find him. When she works out he is within the Dimension of Matter, she might move heaven and Earth to bring him home safely. This is what mum thinks.”

 

“Amy will have to work things out on her own.” Louise said. “Dad will not have memories of his life among the stars. Amy will have to find a way to explain in a believable way.”

 

“Impossible to be certain. We have no natural understanding of time the way people, human beings, have. In our Realm of Life things are slow or fast as we want them to be. There is nothing that we can use to compare our perception of time to true time in the Dimension of Matter.”

 

“Louise. What do you think of dad’s mission?”

Little room left where to sit. The lounge was soft and sank-in at the back as she sat down, causing her dress to slip back exposing exquisite feminine legs. She adjusted the dress and turned to the man. “Excuse me. I don’t know courts. Could you help me?” She smiled. “There is something I don’t understand. My neighbor in Bondi has a daughter who visits her regularly, or used to. Her daughter received a court order known as AVO, an Apprehended Violence Order, which stops her seeing her mother under threat of prison. So unfair and bizarre, because the daughter is a gentle creature. I said I would come and explain in court and they will rectify the error. Do you know anything about AVO’s?”

 

“Come with me.” Mark stood and waited. She hesitated. They walked to a wall. He spoke quietly. “An AVO is an a restraining order. The original intent was to stop domestic violence. Police can apply for such. When they do there is usually a genuine reason. If a lawyer applies for one, then it is part of a scam. The Supreme Court has made it possible for any lawyer to apply for such. No evidence of any kind is required. I am not a lawyer. I am doing research into legal scams. I guess the mother has dementia? This type of court order is part of a traditional scam. I call it an Anglo-Saxon scam because it doesn’t appear to be just in Australia. I have a web site which explains about this scam. I noticed interest from countries with an Anglo-Saxon influence. That AVO likely also gives sole access to the bank account of the mother to one relative, or neighbor, or anyone who understands this scam and hired a legal firm to arrange this.”

 

“A scam? Yes, she does have dementia and it is serious. Yes, she mentioned a bank account. How did you guess this?”

 

“That’s how property is stolen from people who have lost their mind to the extent they will sign a new Last Will and Testament, leaving all to one sibling or cousin or neighbor. One technique is to obtain one of these court orders.  The court order isolates the true legal executor of a person’s Will from the parent. That could also be a person with a verbal power of attorney. A new Last Will and Testament is engineered. The daughter you mentioned is the executor of the Last

Chapter 1 The Beginning

 

Can a picture step out of the cover of a magazine? On the way to a local court Mark stopped by a Newsagent.  A woman on the cover of a fashion magazine caught his eye. Long blond hair, soft waves, blue eyes. A pristine figure. She was modeling a business suit. A white shirt and a dark-red jacket. A brief dark-red skirt. Shapely legs. Set against a modern ten story office building. Dark glass. Sun reflecting off it. A brilliant blue-sky. Next to that magazine a history magazine with the front-page header “The ideal Aryan”. Blond blue-eyed teenagers on the cover. The magazines stirred his imagination.

 

To modern people with a sense of right and wrong it is impossible to understand Hitler and the NAZIs. Hitler and his few trusted ones modeled their way of conquest on Ancient Romans. The Ancient Romans were brutes, slaughtering women and children and babies. The aim to spread so much fear that cities not under their control accepted Roman rule.

 

Helen stepped onto the upper floor. She had never been in a court of law. She was looking for a door number. A man caught her eye. Sitting alone. Dark-blue business suit. A matching tie. Good looking. Likely a lawyer. That could be her best bet. She could sense he was admiring her. Not unusual. Why not sit next to him and inquire about a matter?

 

Now that very picture was walking toward him! Eyes turned as she walked. The upper floor of Paramatta Court, Sydney, Australia, was long and wide. Many doors into hearing rooms. In places dark lounges of various shapes. Most occupied.

 

First impression was that of a super model, just like the photograph in that magazine. She wore a red business suit, not the same style and the dress, or was it called a skirt?, wasn’t as brief. She sat down next to him. Many people waiting for a hearing, or a preliminary hearing.

Epilogue (Amy, and the Beginning of ‘The Third Testament’)

 

Birth in the Dimension of Eternal Life

 

She was alive! From the environment an infinity of information came, became a part of her, and made her aware of herself.

 

To a human mind this could be seen as a vision of a girl, perhaps 7, in a room. Opposite her a female image. As to what the woman was, this Amy didn’t know – or care. An instinct deep within was compelling her to turn and begin a rapid descend down giant steps. (The steps represent massive forces that separate the ‘Dimension of Life’ from the ‘Dimension of Matter’.)

 

And so she began. Never understanding this was impossible for anyone except a grandchild of the most evolved life there is – the God of Gods. The Eternal God. (Not the same as the Hebrew God dimension). At this point of her newborn life she didn’t know who or what she was. All she knew was that she was ‘alive’, in that sense not much different to a newborn human child, and an instinct was compelling her to find the ‘life’ that ‘belonged’ to her.

 

Descending those steps was horror. A part of her mind was working out the physics of what was involved to do this. To an observer who could see a newborn working out the most incomprehensible physics rapidly, this would suggest this was no ordinary child – but Amy didn’t understand what she was doing was surely impossible.

 

Each step was a force that could squash a galaxy into naught. Amy didn’t understand this. Nor did she care at this time. Her passion, her focus, was to find what in human terms was her ‘dad’. This was her ‘life’, and she was his ‘life’. That was her natural instinct.