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Chapter 1 The Beginning
Lana walked past the man leaning against a rail facing the water. A rolled newspaper in hand. White shirt, tie, dark trousers. An office worker? One of many standing against the supporting rail and looking at the water.
The woman, black hair past the shoulders, late twenties perhaps, slim and attractive, neatly dressed in a cream ladies suit with a knee long dress, semi-high heels, a white shirt and a white handbag, was walking toward a cafe in Circular Quay, Sydney, Australia.
She was nervous because of the man she was hoping to meet. How they arranged this wasn’t in a way anyone could understand. She had an idea of what he might look like, and he an idea of what she might look like. These vague and uncertain.
They had agreed on signals they would exchange. To be certain the right man and woman met. At first she was to walk to a cafe near the train exit. She was to order a coffee and find an empty table outside. This popular tourist area of Sydney unlikely to be busy in the late afternoon. She wasn’t to look about. She would take two sips, and only two sips, then leave that table and start walking toward the Opera House. On the way she was to stop by a shop that sold souvenirs. The shop about half way between the end of the walkway and the Opera House. Here she was to wait until a man engaged her in conversation. An exchange that would be specific – to make certain the right man met the right woman.
She ordered coffee and found an outside table. She remembered to take only two sips and leave. Why? Was she being spied on? On the way to the Opera House she was more nervous. A part of her was telling her to turn back and go home. This wasn’t the tradition of the psychic circle, thought of as a Life in the Spirit group, that she was part of. Normally no members met in true-life. That was how it always has been, but these were unusual and worrying times in the spirit, and the reason for a bold decision to meet in true-life. It was also clear she and the man lived in Sydney, Australia. That made it simpler.
Now and then she wanted to look behind to spot who was watching her – for someone – surely must have been. She found the souvenir ship. A koala bear attracted her interest.
Moments later a voice next to her. “Nice Koala.”
A Room Full of Images
The images stood on the beach. A darkened sky. An orange glow. High in the blue sky words in white:
I give you a dimension. It contains all the information about your planet, its sense and essences and flavor. Should you desire to be once more born as biological life, a suitable planet will be found.
The Lord your God
What did it mean? The mental images themselves mapped onto psychics. How exactly did a mental image map onto an individual, that was never very clear. While in this dimension each mental image was exactly like a person.
They stood, the seven of them, one child among them, trying to make sense of this experience. Who was the ‘Lord their God?’ Whatever or whoever it was, it was a super intelligence. That the psychics could sense. What is this ‘dimension’ that was given to them? They understood how to interact together using a form of mental telepathy in which they could use word-flows and create a virtual reality environment. But this now was new.
The dimension itself, a living consciousness, sensed their puzzlement. The dimension initiated activity. Mark and Lana, two of the mental images, took one another hand and rushed up a green incline toward a narrow dirt road. On the other side a dark-red brick wall, with an opening like for a car. Inside the wall a house made of dark-red bricks.
IMAGINE awakening in an unfamiliar room. You have no memories. You don’t know who you are or what you are doing here. On two walls at eye-level pictures. You are drawn to these, but without memories a picture of a bride and groom outside a church doesn’t mean much. In that picture you sense something special or of importance. While you don’t understand what the picture is about, the ‘sense’ that awakens in you and the feeling, as you study the picture, begins to form a type of heaven for those born in this way into this dimension.
You sense you are a man. You notice next to you a woman, under the sheet, asleep. Ought you awaken her?
‘The Way of Immortals’ belongs to a community of psychics. During their living years they prepare an environment into which, so they believe, they will be born into after bodily death.