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1976-02-10 TC
(This is an unedited transcript, auto generated by otter.ai.)
Now exploring the three o'clock vector one.
I have tried several repetitions of going off to the right at three o'clock, and I consistently get
the same thing each time.
Since it moves little to me, I've repeated it, but it always comes, then repeats off to the right. I
travel a ways, and then seem to come,
like to an opening in clouds, whereupon I find myself like above a terrain below, looking down
through the clouds, the terrain is very much like what you find around here, rolling hills,
mountains, locally, agriculture,
pretty much what you would find in Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania, kind of terrain I go down
to it, I can see groups of people, several men, standing i
Something to do with agriculture. They don't have any notice of My presence, I think, to be in
the system but outside The system at the same time,
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approach the area go beyond.
Feel comfortable going without my farther along plain lines, back forth, you can perceive
beyond that,
as suggested I went on by cloudy area with the landscape beneath it. On past that, although I
did still have the impression it was there. It was a
it was an available reality to get into, but passed by
and kept going with my consciousness expanding outward, was met by what turned out to be a
guide, a helper.
Did not know this at the time, was a a young, very attractive female, very friendly, be attracted
my attention, and seemed to have been there specifically to meet me. She beckoned me to
come with her, which I did, and. We traveled for some short time, although I have no concept
of dip that, but it was traveling, and finally stopped and on the step leading Up to a rather large,
almost medieval looking structure, uh,
a large masonry type structure, and as I inquired as the now what I
I smiled
and kissed me, and then disappeared. And I then realized that her appearance, her
attractiveness, was more of a lure than anything else. It was that form to get me to come to
where it was that she had left me. I walked up the depths two large, wooden like doors, huge
doors open, I went inside, wandered through a corridor, came into a room that seemed to be
set up like a council room, almost like an old time court with a large death like the bar in a
courtroom and several people behind it. I inquired as to what this was, where I was, and who
they were,
and at first got no reply. Then I could feel my my presence there beginning to whack and
wane. Sometimes I would be more completely there, and sometimes I would kind of fade out
from there.
And I asked that assembly, those people, if they would indeed help me manifest more steadily
in their presence. And they said, If you can't do that on your own, then you shouldn't really be
here, not really a shouldn't as if it would be wrong to be there, just that I was sort of not ready,
or getting a Little out of my league, and that they couldn't or wouldn't aid my being there, but I
should be able to exist in that reality of my own will. And they waited while my fading in and out
stabilized, which it did, and I became totally there and not at all here, whereupon I still did not
get any explanations or rhetoric. I asked them to please wait on Wait a moment that I wanted
to go back and report what had happened so far. End of report. Thank.
A lot has happened. I will try to remember it all and tell it as it I return to the large room where
few people sat like judges not to cry before that a loud noise came over the headset from the
open mic,
and it blasted me out of That situation like I was sitting on a bomb, but I was able to return
Again, and after I became stable in that reality, I
the judges are what appeared to be like judges at a front table. They seem to be peculiar in
that they weren't really I uh, inclined toward conversation. Then one of them got up and began
to read like from a book. And indeed, they seemed to be judges, and he was beginning to read
off a not really an indictment, but some sort of official record that had something to do with
myself,
nothing particularly negative. And thing for said that I really couldn't verbalize just feelings like
this was reading some kind of a court record to me, and then they began to leave, and being
very dissatisfied with this nebulous action, I refused to let them leave, and demanded that they
come back, that they resume their position, that they blame themselves and with the force with
which I put into those demands they It seems to even solidify my existence in that reality more
since I was so very much involved there and not feeling that I was here at all coming back, I
sort of accused them of their flaky behavior, and they said, The problem is not with us.
Problem is in your own mind. You are you are perceiving us, or you're perceiving us in this
way, and you're creating this judge thing, the roundings and the fact that we acted, or that you
saw us acting like presiding judges without your own creation.
I asked them then if they could not help me get through that creation that seemed to be of my
own, and to
get beyond that visualization or interpretation that I was imposing on them. And. At which time,
the whole situation changed. I had more energy than ever in that reality. They suddenly were
no longer judges, or none of that paraphernalia was around. And they said that they had been
trying to get in contact with me, that they were going to be in contact with me in the future, and
that this was Part of the establishment of a communication that would develop further, and that
they would take me to into their reality and essentially show me around,
and that the female that was sent to originally attract and bring me to them
would be our would be the normal way in which I would be,
well, that I would be brought to them, or that my attention would be brought to them. I