1976-03-18 TC

1976-03-18 TC (This is an unedited transcript, auto generated by otter.ai.) This seems to be my night for jumping off of buildings. I started after going to 10 by finding myself on top of the parking garage in Charlottesville, getting up on the edge and leaping off, whereupon I found it quite easy to fly. At first, it seemed to be daylight in Charlottesville. I don't know whether I was behind time or ahead of time. It was a nice sunny day, but I desired to get to present time, in which case it suddenly turned night, I went home, followed the streets to get home so I wouldn't have so much trouble locating the house from above. Went into the house through the roof. Judy was in bed. I tried to communicate with her, manifest my presence. She was sleeping. Then I tried to work on her health gave her some green energy. And then the sort of a dual presence started to creep back into my mind, where I was also aware that I was here as well as there. Then the scenery changed. I was in some kind of building, some sort of structures, I seem to be moving through them. All of a sudden, I came to the edge again, of like a balcony. Went right on, over this edge and started to fly again. This time I settled down in what seemed to be a maybe an art gallery or a museum, except I was inside an exhibit. It was a big modern art exhibit that was three dimensional, and I I ended up inside of it, stepped through it, and walked on into this area. Nothing much seemed to be going on. So I thought I'd come back and report. Move. I visualized blue, green and purple in many different shapes and patterns. At first, they would stay only a fraction of a second and then be replaced by other patterns, particularly green triangles, blue circles and purple rectangles. But the thing that stayed in the pattern, that persisted was sort of a marble, what I would describe as a marble swirling kind of pattern with the blue and the green and the purple kind of mixed, like the swirls In a piece of marble or maybe oil in water. I moved through this color. Actually, it sort of reminds me of a rug that I used to have that was those colors with a swirl pattern move through those colors. Oh, the first two or three times, and didn't experience anything at all. The next time I went through I entered on the other side of the color into what seemed to be a city i. It was a very large, rectangular city. After thinking about it for a while, how I might describe it, I thought that its bulk and heaviness reminded me of the kind of structures you find in Washington, DC, in the area where all the government buildings are not old buildings, but big, immense buildings, concrete and marble, sort of like post office, kind of imposing structures. I then came back and went back again and found myself under a dome. So strange it's like a huge dome shaped thing with a cylindrical floor and a big dome over it, and I was in the center, almost like the sort of like the rotunda, except smoother, came back through the color again, and went back once more, and was back in the city again, and then the next trip through, was back in The dome. And then decided to report, End of report. Very good now. I seem to have some difficulty this time, keeping my mind focused where I wanted it to be focused. I would all of a sudden be someplace or have some kind of very clear and stark visual imagery, and then I would realize that I wasn't doing what I wanted to do. And then I would all of a sudden be back here, and I'd start off again and end up someplace other than where I was trying to go, and come back here. And after doing that maybe six or seven times, I was successful going back through the colors, although a strange thing happened in that, as I was thinking over and over in my mind, the colors blue, green and purple. After I finished saying purple, a voice said to me, and red, and I'd say blue, green, purple, and a voice would say and red, so red got added to my list of colors. Then I saw the colors more as stripes, mostly horizontal kind of stripes, and the red was in there with the rest of them, not exactly horizontal stripes, but something like that. I tried to get more out of that particular intelligence, and when I did, I got a very clear picture of a of a man of a face, kind of large, stretchy mouth, I don't know just quite how to describe him. He reminds me of one of the professors in physics at the University, an unusual mouth with larger or a large mouth, I guess, with funny, thick lips, but I did seem to be able to get much conversation going. I kind of had the feeling that it would have been very helpful for me to have a particular avenue to investigate, rather than just kind of wait for him to bring up a subject for us. Yeah. A male figure is same as Shay's marinon, but I'm afraid that would be jumping to a conclusion since you mentioned that End of report. Or Well, I expect so. Laura, I How can he help so this time the return trip was very easy. Part of what it was giving me trouble before was that when I would come back to report, my eyes would begin to burn. And while I was reporting, my eyes would burn. Then when I would stop reporting and go back, my eyes would stop burning. This happened the first few times, and it took maybe five minutes or so after the reporting that stopped before the eyes stopped burning, but this phenomena seems to have stopped so without the eye burning distraction, I was able to go right back to that source, without difficulty, the source seemed to be very familiar with us, I guess us at the lab. This was not the usual kind of source that I run into. It just seems to be passing through and like you bump into the stranger on the street, the source did indeed indicate that he was the same source called marinon. I'm not sure how much I trust that, since I'd had that idea in my mind before I got in the booth, that might have something to do with Marin on but he did indeed say that, yes, he was the same source at the has been communicating with Shay in the very beginning, as you were still asking the the questions, the contact was being made. And it was that immediate, and it was very strong, I almost felt that while you were asking the questions, I had a for a few moments, an urge to reply as Miranda, almost as though he would talk, not so much through me, but Well, I don't know, maybe it is like through me I would Talk in the first person rather than the third. Anyhow, he seems to be a person who or an entity whose ordinary work or job is helping people, helping human beings. And he does this help by or he performs this by working with the human subconscious. He works on the subconscious level with people. I'm not sure exactly what he does, but I kind of had the idea that he would maybe impart suggestions, get people subconscious, working towards solutions to problems. But it was always on a subconscious level. And he has taken on this work with us at the lab. The reason I am faltering here is because. Because I have a very strong sensation of being on two levels at the same time, like my body is above myself and below myself at the same time. And it's such a strange sensation that it's kind of hard to ignore it. I can't even explain it very well, but a very weird spatial thing. Anyhow, he seems to have taken us on, like as a side project, sort of a pet project, to his to see if he couldn't aid in the development of consciousness, awareness. It's sort of like this is a special project for him to help us become more aware of our consciousness and the nature of our consciousness. And the thing that we can do to aid in this process, of course, is just logging more hours more practice, putting in more time exploring the consciousness in a regular, methodical, I guess is the word in a methodical way, regularly, somehow it's just the numbers or the amount of times been in the.