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1976-07-22 - NLH-07 (This is an unedited transcript, auto generated by otter.ai.) Leslie, nothing, yet, feeling very differentially. I feel very, very deep, and I feel just as though my body is turned off, but I feel as though I just brought into a big room full of sunlight middle the afternoon, that kind of brightness, which doesn't feel like focus 12 to me, if it's a combination of sounds, or if I brought up too quickly, or fell asleep, or what I just feel Like I'm all in my head, kind of feeling so I keep concentrating on those Sales. Could you take out the binaural beat? Maybe that's what's doing it. Thank you. So dream difficulty in keeping goes in 12 and keep coming back to 10 and get in contact with bad connection. Just all of a sudden, finding myself out in a field, lying down and like golden, golden field, and sun coming down, and this, like a UFO flew over, right above me and opened up the doors, and out of the doors dropped loads and loads of books. Books fell all over me and picking them up, they are different kind of books with rounded instead of square corners. On opening them, they just have nothing I can read in them. Seems nonsensical diagrams and they are made of the books are not hard back. They're more like a paperback. But nothing that looks has any meaning or that I can decipher that thing above me has gone away. I found the problem of the resistance to focus 12 what I think is taken care of. When I asked that question, immediately, the hatch opens up again. It's an old fashioned type of mechanical device, almost it's there, and it's almost as if the books have been discarded to allow more room and up within this thing is just small and dark, and I'll see anybody around in here. I. Peers were drifting away from the books and I feel I'm in a very old fashioned air vehicle, but it's not a plane, but it's, it's definitely got an old feel about it, and Now just moving along over the field, and then and being taken to another location, dropped off into a very green, lush, cool place where there's water, and this is off to my left at about 10 o'clock. I'm not sure exactly where I came from, if it were 12 or two, I had movement to the left. Anyway. Now think I'm going to meet somebody here, friend, it's to a man who has told me to come and look at something. The man is appears like a Middle Easterner. So go into the tent. Go on the left side, hard to perceive wholly I I don't know the name, like a tradesman or he carries goods with him and then gives them to people. He travels with goods and waits for the right people to come, and then it gives the person what they're supposed to have. He's showing me a contain. Might even be closest, if you describe it to like a crystal ball. It contains though, something quite different. It that looks like contained energy and colors. It's beautiful, but it's very liquid. Pierce liquid. But it's not it's round, and it's as though one had lights of all different colors, but it's almost as though they're liquid lights within it, and he's smiling and showing it to me. Let me see what the purpose of it is. I The device has a definite effect on the environment around it is a super ionizer, or I don't know what to give to it, but it is as if the room were becoming extremely charged, and everything is losing its physical harshness. It's, it's solidity, and it's taking different shape. And it colors swirl, and the ball, it's almost like it's pulsating. Then the colors come into the room, and it's, I look at this man, and he's changing form. Everything is changing for what it's changing into. It's really pretty. It's like everything's changing into tiny it's like you can see the molecular structure of everything. It's beautiful, all the lights and it's it's like from becoming solid to soft to film Me type into separated, tiny little dots, now dark. Think this is a traveling device of some sort of moving but seems to be movement, but we're staying in the same place, if you know. I mean, what would perhaps say? Like, I don't know how to describe it, I guess, like, time is taking place more quickly or more slowly or something. Anyway, there is movement, but we're still in the same area that things look different. Perceptions are different. We can go into different places with this. It's still pulsating, and now it's like we're way up someplace, still in the same area, the same room, but expanded far beyond that in a different form. That's lovely. The this ball appears to have a as best I can understand it. It's like it is a consciousness of sorts, a collection, and like it's a living thing. It's a living thing. It's not an object at all. It's actually a living thing. And it's a traveler, and it goes around and, I guess, picks up other consciousnesses, and that's interesting, psychic travels and absorbs I and I want to send consciousnesses, in other words, ones that have not any purpose, or who are hanging around, so to speak. And it goes and collects them, and then more it collects. More it collects it's brighter and brighter, and it contains them in this ball, where the ball is these collection of consciousnesses that are not quite ready to progress, and I don't know exactly what I mean, but they're not ready to progress, so they stay within this sphere. I. And then, in this travel, in its travels, when I and now this is fuzzy. I can't understand. I see it going very, very far away to very bright light, and then I don't understand if the what happens to the consciousnesses, then, I don't understand, comes back. I don't think it's as it was. Then after it goes there, it comes back. Hmm. The man is just sitting here watching me as I try to absorb this knowledge from the ball. It's one of those things this man takes around with him. It's interesting. I asked him where he got it, and he just laughed and laughed, as if I'd understand the answer. He said. He told me he just said he was like the traitor. That's all he said. He's he seems to have a superb sense of humor. I points over to the right, say, between two and three Clark, and he says it's the blue and green place, Which doesn't make any sense to me, go there. Boom. Obviously not one.