To my sweetheart who obviously is the greatest angel of them all
It's a very beautiful experience to have you in my life
And very inspiring to know that you could love a man
Who is as stubborn as a mule and draws his sword
Every time a leaf flutters to the ground
Angels bask in the light that shines from within you.
For being in my life
I suppose in my own words that I believe in the possibility of truth
more that truth itself. What holds true today falls aside in the
light of tomorrow's truth.
Are truths not just a journey? Perhaps a journey with no end! Perhaps
truth is just a fantasy we cling to for safety from the unknown, the
things we can not fathom think that truth is closer to those inner
sanctuary's, faith and trust then truth itself.
Having said that, the words I want to believe; so please make it true
as I wish not to be fooled, unfold as a small quiet voice from
somewhere deep in my mind. Yes, I see your point I answered back but
truth is not mine to control neither yours.
Matter of fact as time passes, I become older I become less sure of
everything except that time passes, and I am getting older. In my
first book, I said I write the truth as best as I could. Now here in
this book I must say I write what I believe is the possibility of
If a story really ever ends or truly has a beginning; then here is as
per say the rest of the story. As always, take what you like and
leave the rest for someone that will love it.
All my love
Life is a matter of choice
We can choose Love or Sword and a billion choices in-between
Perhaps you have already decided
Perhaps you have decided to wait and see what your enemy will do.
Considering the way the universes works if this book has come into
your hands this story will either touch you in some way; or even be a
part of your never ending journey.
Spelling and Grammar?
Bad spelling is like a beautiful flower
On the side of the road
Where it should not be
But takes you away from where
You should not have been going.
Are like angels you know
Should be there
But can't see them
That's why you think of them.
A Few Words before We Start
In truth, it has taken a long time to write this book. Sometimes I am
afraid of the truth, sometimes I don't want the truth to be the
truth, and at the same time, there are times I'm ashamed of my truth.
This book will be difficult for you to read and so I would like to
explain to you some of how this world and our universe works. I feel
it will help you to understand what has happened and why things seem
all over the place and why several things were happening at the same
time. When you first mix light and darkness together, you get
confusion you find yourself swung into a place of unknown uncertainty
of what you are and how you are. Some of you will already have
To start with, as I was writing my first book I was working with love
and trying to write about it so others could see what was possible
but at the same time there was also a darker side to me trying to
settle a timeless old score, which has nothing to do with love.
Although the first book is true, I left out much of the truth about
what I had become and what I had done to myself with all my
experiments. I had begun to open the door to love and to that loving
part of myself; but also had opened the door to that other part of
myself that dark part of myself that could kill and feel nothing of
it. Each time I sit down to write this book I just physically begin
to shake, my body gets ice cold no matter how hot it is. Some masters
would say that it is best to leave some doors unopened but if you
have read my other books then you know I could never leave those
doors alone. I have some fear and I have some shame but I have no
regrets. I think that some of my shame comes from the fact that I
would do many of the things I did again. It was a journey I had to
take regardless of the cost to myself and to others. They say they're
are no victims and sometimes I would like to believe that just to
make myself feel better; but it comes with great difficulty and I
fear myself using it as an excuse as to what I have done. Look at it
this way some say that we have lived other life times, that is fine
but as you search further you realize that these other so called life
times are actually happening now at this moment. Once you open those
doors, you cannot close them and you become what you are in those
other life times, you bring it into this life that's the danger or
It is a real danger, it almost killed me and almost turned me back
into the darkness I had hoped to change. If in other lifetimes other
probabilities you are doing good that's all fine its not that hard to
take but if you open doors that say do not open under any
circumstances then there is a reason a good reason. So what do you
think would happen to you if you open those doors to find out that
you are in fact the darkest evil that you at this time are trying to
stop. How would you feel to find you are the ugliest that has ever
roamed this earth and you find you cannot close the door and the more
it stays open the more you become that. For what I am there and what
I am here, are both melting into each other? If I would not have
learned the art of sending love and how to use that power I would not
have survived. The battle is not over how can I win a battle with
myself. All I can hope for is that one can see the light of the other
and by that hope that we both survive.
Unfortunately, life does not always unfold like the pages of books or
like stories in books. It's a whole different story when you are
living it. This book was difficult to write and will in its own way
be difficult to read. Life can be simple and joyful but when you
can't seem to leave no stone unturned, well then things can get a
little hairy and confusing. I could have changed the story in this
book into a make believe story that follows a certain order but in
doing so it would not have been the truth and worst of all it would
be very confusing to someone going through some of those things. It
would look so different from what really happens as you start opening
those mysterious doors. Life does not necessarily hand you things in
a nicely written orderly fashion. It comes as it comes Sometimes you
get the egg before you know what a chicken is. Many people write me
of things that they are experiencing and they say that they cannot
find any reference to these things in books and so feel lost. That is
because books are written to be books not to explain the impossible
or really show you what experiencing the impossible will put you
through. Unfortunately as you hunt for the truth and search in those
hidden places things sometimes come at the same time almost like you
are living two life's at the same time and it seems that you are at
two places at once. Nevertheless, how do you write being at two
places at once and having two separate points of view at the same
time when generally it is not even accepted that it is possible. I am
also hoping that you can see that how we see reality is how our
life's are formed. It is by what we see as truth is how we live and
experience our lives.
If we look towards light we see light, if we turn around we see
shadows. That should tell you something; see its something you never
thought of is it? Its there every day and you don't see it but it
affects everything you do and by not realizing that its there and
what it means is that the experience you we have will be that of
confusion. What this means is that we do not live in the light and we
do not live in the darkness but we live where they meet right in the
middle. Now you understand why it's all so confusing like they're are
always opposing forces working one way as you go the other. Its an
explosive place where its hard to tell with way is up. There is a
balance and yet there is none. Best of all there is two of
everything. When I say light and darkness I am not referring to good
and evil just to two opposing forces of contrast. That's what makes
this place so interesting it is seemingly built on and colossal
contrast. The contrast exaggerates everything to enormity, but also
makes everything bigger then it is. So, now that you know a little
more of where you have chosen to experience life you can understand
the turbulence; such a simple truth and it explains so much. Before I
go on, I want to say something about light and darkness. Darkness is
not evil or any less desired by all that is. It tries to convey that
the light of the creator shines as bright in the darkness as it does
in the light. Darkness is simply a contrast to see the light more
clearly and light is simply a contrast to see the darkness more
clearly. Both were created with the same love by all that there is.
Person's actions have nothing to do with light or darkness they are
simply actions. There is no more evil in the darkness then there is
in the light. Matter of fact only love exists in true darkness as
only love exists in true light. Light and darkness both sits in the
creator's lap both created with the same love the creator creates
everything with. So, you might ask where are we; are we in the light?
Are we in the darkness? This is where the true magic lies. Magic is
the love of asking, of searching and of creating consciously that
what we want to experience and how we will experience it and to what
degree it will challenge us to grow beyond any concept of
We have conditioned ourselves so much that whenever something bad
happens we say it must be from the darkness and could not come from
the light. This is even believed to such an extent that when some
travel further into the light and they find something that is not so
seemingly nice that they automatically assume it must be coming from
the darkness and that they are not as far into the light as they have
thought. This is incorrect and believing this will make your
traveling into the light very confusing. The same goes the other way
you can travel into the darkness and find just as much love there.
You will just not see light that is all, but you can find the creator
there as much as anywhere. So now you can see that us living in where
light and darkness come together can be confusing because you are in
fact sort of living two lives at the same time. When calm waters and
a flowing river come together, you get turbulent waters of clear and
muddy mixing together to form something new but ever changing. It is
this mixing that creates what is seen nowhere else. That's what makes
this place so special, so confusing and ever changing always in total
contrast and it is this contrast that brings out the real beauty of
both. Now in time the flowing water will shift as do all things and
so in time the area that was in the turbulence will be in the
darkness of muddy rich waters or become light of calm clear waters.
Do you see the picture now; in time, we will be in the light that is
the direction we are going. However, the elusion is that this will
bring peace it is an elusion. We will have peace but not because of
the light, it is natural to always change to something we are not, or
to gravitate to the opposite. It is from the turbulence that we now
desire calm; and it is our desires for calmness that will bring about
peace. Now when you work with love as I have explained in my first
book you will shift yourself into those calm waters by first creating
calmness in yourself and by that shifting into calmness. In a sense
the clear calm waters of light, Not every one will go that direction
some will with love go to the calmness of darkness; there is also a
third option. As the darkness meets with the light the turmoil of two
energies, converging creates another place or better said an opening
to…come on now at this point you should be able to tell me what this
place is, what doorway does it open?
Ok! OK! I will tell you but as soon as I do you'll say I know that.
As I explained with light and darkness what happens when those
energies meet, this happens in everything with everything everywhere
in the world with nature in the universe and everything that was
created. Everything and every form of energy has its opposite and I
mean everything; right down to the atom. So now, there will always be
what we call a place where these opposing things meet.
This is so even with people. Each time these forces meet, there is a
reaction, an energy created a vortex of sorts. Now I should tell you
that light and darkness meet not only here where we live but also in
other places. Each place will be a bit different but one thing does
stay constant a sort of vortex is formed and does open. Now you think
life in where we are is confusing and ever changing this vortex for a
better word for it makes this look like a piece of cake.
OK! So I hope you are still with me. So now think about this all that
we do whatever it is, all this activity be it even just an atom
causing the creation and changing of what we could usually call
energy but it's more than that. Therefore, in using an analogy you
could say the creator creates and what he creates also then creates
just the same as it works for us. We create a generator, this is
converted to electricity, and that is converted to something that
creates something else like smelting steel. So the creator creates
and what he/she creates does also create. Do you see it? So lets say
an enlightened fish comes to understand the dam and that it creates
energy for those that created it. However, he/she cannot yet see what
is done with this energy but sees the dam and the generator as sort
of a vortex and if he follows the wires of electricity though where
it goes he sees the creators, US humans creating things with this
energy. So he/she might say oh, these are the creators that created
the rivers and the dams and all that is. That is just an elusion.
These vortexes will in a sense lead you to…something but it is not
the creator but only a larger form of the creation for the fact is
the creation you see and we are is the creator for the creator
creates itself much as humans and all life seek to recreate itself.
So, if you want to go home if you want to see the creator then look
inside yourself, they're inside your heart; you will find an enormous
spark of endless power to create anything; I call it Love. Therefore,
as you work with love you walk hand in hand with the creator and are
in a sense of the word home. Home is not so much a place as it is an
act. It is when we create in the image of the creator you could say
we are at home, that is home. When you open that valve of love inside
your opening, in the way I explained in my other book. You are
opening the flow of the creator, in fact he/she is then flowing thru
you freely, and you will have in your hands an endless source of
power to create whatever fancies you have, your joy your love. Does
it all now make sense? I hope it does. But! There is more we are not
In order to truly create would it not help to understand some of what
was already created? Of course, it would, to put it all into some
temporary form of understanding from where we can expand our
understanding. Sometimes but not always, it is easier to understand
how something works by first taking it apart and then re-assembling
it. You will know very fast if you understood it because if you did
not fully understand the principle then you will soon find that it
does not work. OK! So lets go on to the next thing.
So the idea that the world was flat came from some old writings that
explained that world upon worlds are layered like stone layers.
Alternatively, you could say a gigantic stack of papers each paper is
a world very similar to yours but just a little different. In other
words, there is no time, it is time that gives the elusion of
movement but in fact, we live in a form of endless probable realities
layered like paper and spreading out like a four-dimensional spider
web. Ok! You can see the difficulty in explaining it but lets try it
in several forms. Some of you might be familiar with a TV show called
sliders where a scientist found a way to access these probable worlds
and is now traveling from one to the next trying to get back to the
one he thinks he came from. Of course in the TV show he thinks that
none of the worlds he goes to, are as good as the one he came from.
However, other then that he could stay where he is where he had made
different choices and so has lived a different life.
So keep this in mind as we go on, also keep the following in mind. We
create and then set about perfecting what we create but first we
create and that is also how the creator creates he/she creates and
then set out to perfect what is created and that is in fact what we
are doing with our lives. Each life we set out to perfect what is
already created; so in fact everything that is already created
everything you can think of already is and what we now do is perfect
it, like an artist we colour in the blanks. So what that means is
that the past still exists and the future also exists but all exists
in the endless possibilities that were there and we flow inside of
those endless variations perfecting each one of them more and more.
Therefore, you could travel into the future and into the past of that
reality you have experienced or into a billion variations of the
future. Now as it goes each moment is one of those sheets of paper.
The entire world as you see it is on it. But it is only one
possibility of billions of what could be in endless variations. So
lets say you go into the past and give yourself the lottery numbers;
in the theory that some have, you would come back into the future and
find that you are rich. But that is not how it works you could travel
into the future where you are rich because of somthing you did but
you could also go into the present moment where you have endless
probable possibilities where in fact you are rich and that part of
you has experienced a memory of how you became rich. OK so lets say
you found a way to shift right now to a reality that is playing right
now where you are rich what you would find is just that, but you
would also have all the memories associated with that experience and
you would not remember coming from the other reality. This is set up
that way because it would get very confusing of having two memories
with two different outcomes. There is a barrier in your mind that
separates each memory so that it will not become confusing and at the
same time not drive you crazy. See you cannot go into the future
unless it is already there so you could not predict the future unless
it is already there. So lets say you are predicting the future, what
you are doing is guessing at what probable world you will be
experiencing. So lets say someone says you will win the lottery
tomorrow in fact if you can think it then it has already happened but
will you shift into the world with that possibility set in; that's
the thing if you do you will experience winning if you do not you
will not win. Now the trick is to know how to shift in those
probabilities, but that is not something you want to do until you
understand the implications of what will happen to you and how it
will affect your life. It is something that happens very naturally
every day to everyone. We do not notice it because we also switch
memories and time is what makes that possible. Time is what makes you
think and makes it appear as if something just happened when in fact
it already was. Sometimes we do take some memories with us and that
is when we get the feeling that we did something like go to the store
when in fact we did not go and yet we can clearly remember going to
the store. Now you're getting it! Sometimes as people get old, they
talk about things that happened in the past and people around them
say that this is not how it happened. This happens when that barrier
in your mind breaks down and releases memories of other probabilities
that were played out. So it is that they begin to access those
probabilities while still staying in the one they are in, sometimes
they then will shift over to that probability. Now you would say if
that is so then why can we, here in this probability still see them.
Because there is no time and so, you are everywhere all the time; it
is time that gives you the elusion of separation.
So the next question would be can you prove this to yourself, O' yes
you can. But do you want to? The price can be high especially if you
are just starting out and have no idea what will happen and are crazy
enough to do things that is said not to do, then your story might
unfold as mine did as you will see if you keep on reading. I wanted
to understand I did not care what the price was or the cost to me or
to anyone else. So that's how I got into the mess I got myself into.
There is a way to shift and do it in such a way that it enriches your
life and even others and there is a way to be fully aware of it all
and stay sane. I was young and impatient and did not see what was in
store for me until after I was way over my head, but then that's
nothing new. If you continue your working with love as I have set out
in my first book your ability to casually shift in all the
probabilities will come to you naturally, slowly but naturally. Here
is one more thing this is something that I did not see for a long
time. As you get good at sending love and working with love you will
begin to shift in the probabilities effortlessly and joyfully but
even better, you will in fact change that probability to something
better. As you can imagine it would take an enormous force or power
to change what already is created but when you work with Love did, I
not tell you that the creator is then flowing thru you.
O' we are not finished with this yet. Science is slowly realizing the
atom can actually be at more then one place at the same time. The
implications of that can seem staggering but that is just an elusion
of time. There are only two atoms in your body, what we could call
positive and negative remember light and darkness coming together
creating a vortex of sorts that is your body it is the two atoms in
close combination creating a vortex and in time creating billions of
them that's how two atoms form your body. Therefore, you can sort of
see how you can be everywhere and shift easily. This is of course an
extremely simplified example and so at the same time incorrect.
OK! So let's finish up with how the different possible realities
bleed into each other and some of the effects it has on us even when
we are not aware of it. So you have so many probable worlds and all
so close together and each being just the tiniest bit different or
totally different, before I say any more remember this. You have
chosen to be where you are even if you can't remember choosing.
Therefore, at this time, there are probable worlds already at peace
and there are probable worlds at war and some almost destroyed. Every
probability you can imagine exists. Now the really neat part is that
we naturally shift around in these probable worlds every day un-
knowingly and unaware of it. So you wonder when you put something
somewhere and come back later to find it somewhere else what is
happening. See the probable worlds can be so close that you can
hardly tell the difference unless you are extremely observant. I
know, now that I mentioned this some of you would start saying, oh
now I see what is happening; now the things that I have seen are
starting to make sense.
Well there is something more to think about! Remember at the
beginning I said that we are living in the vortexes of light and
darkness converging. This causes enormous energy rifts and you might
say throwing things a little out of balance. The end result is that
the different probable worlds are bleeding into each other. This is
the fun part. In our world, there is so much confusion of what is or
is not everyone seems to believe something else and feels they have
proof of it and yet can't prove it to someone else. This is because
of the different worlds bleeding into each other but in a jumbled
sort of way. I will try to explain it this way.
You and your neighbor can seemingly live in the same world but
because of the bleed thru affect he or she is living in a different
world just as real as yours but not visible to you as some of yours
is not visible to him or her. Now you might believe in aliens and
even have seen some, you could have your little toe shot off by one
and have it on video. As you show it to your neighbor, they will see
it as a fake and will find people of his reality that will prove it
to be fake and you will find the ones in your reality that will prove
it to be real. Confusing isn't it; well that's why we live in such
confusing times, worlds and so on. Now if you have read my first book
of sending love and that is real to you because that is the world you
live in then you will find also people to whom this means nothing,
because even though you can see them and they can see you they live
in a reality where it does not exist. Its sort of like, I have a book
of my reality and you have one of yours and we each take some pages
out of each others books photocopy them and put them into each others
books. So there will be certain things we will agree on like your car
is blue but there are probable realities where your car is red and
you will find some people who would swear your car was red, but now
they see that your care is blue. It gets worse the probable worlds
are mixing together and so causing this confusion but at the same
time they are constantly shifting so different worlds are constantly
mixing but at the same time it is not stationary they are constantly
changing. So, what this means as in the example I gave you from
exchanging pages in our books of our lives and our realities we
constantly exchange. See the vortex is constantly mixing the worlds
together but in an ever-changing way. I will try to give you an
example. Sometimes someone will have said something to you and later
they will say that they did not say this and will say that what they
said was different. Now I'm not talking about people who lie but
people you know and trust. I am sure that this will have happened to
you because you will tell them that you heard them very clearly state
that they liked something and now they are saying that they have
never liked that whatever it may be. See that gets very confusing
because you both feel you are right and in fact, you both are right.
See if you believe in aliens and it is real to you it is probable
because in your reality in your world they do exist and your
neighbors is also right when he/she says that they do not exist
because in they're world that they live in there are no aliens at
all. Both worlds are as real as the other and normally would not be
combining in this way or colliding in this way. Now guess what! There
is also a reality where your neighbor is believing in aliens and may
even have seen them and is living in the same world as you but
because of the vortexes we are in it is not what you are
experiencing. However, here is the kicker; because of the vortexes
one day, you could be speaking to your neighbor to find out that
he/she believes in aliens. Then you will ask when did this happen,
you never believed in aliens before and your neighbor will look at
you like you are weird because he/she will say that she has always
believed and say to you that you have discussed it many times. See
the probability has shifted but your memories, which should also have
shifted, did not. Normally your memories will shift as you shift
around in the probabilities but because of the vortexes this is not
always happening so you might shift and still remember it as it was
before. Of course, you will think you are losing it but your not.
Once you understand what is happening it easier to deal with and can
be a lot of fun.
So lets take it one step further. So, you might feel as if this will
go on forever. No it won't because the vortexes of light and darkness
mixing is not a reality everywhere in every probability and some time
you might slowly bit by bit shift into probabilities where that
vortexes no longer exist. Now! Also, it seems that it depends where
you live in the world at any particular place will also affect how
strong these vortexes shift the probabilities around and mixes them.
Some places are affected more so then others but that also changes
from time to time. So with all of this some of you who have read my
first book might ask how does sending love mix with this.
Well! Regardless where you are in whatever probability in whatever
world you will have a power source. It may be more apparent to you in
some and more hidden in others but it will always be there no mater
what you call it. Because it is what you are without it/you would not
exist. So what effect does sending love have on this vortex?
That is an easy one, first you need to remember that you wanted to be
here and for good reason. It's quite the exciting place. Now sending
love won't take you out of this unless that is your desire instead it
will create a vortex of its own, that will bring the best of
everything to you and you to it and by that giving you the most
joyful life and experiences. It will attract the best to you at any
given time. O' there is that word again Time … he's a bad one let me
tell you. Time is the master of elusions. Time makes you think you
did something yesterday when in fact you are doing it right now. So
now, you can imagine if you start kicking in the closed doorways of
Time that things could get a little hairy. So much so, that what
might have been another lifetime in how we sometimes perceive things
can in fact turn into this lifetime mixing with this life. You won't
know if you are a barbarian dreaming you were and accountant or and
accountant dreaming you were a barbarian. What happened? All of a
sudden, the barbarian can count and the accountant wants to work on
his savage attack plan. O' you see what's happening now don't you!
Shall I go on?
Creating the life we want
Is a lot like carving stone
Any good sculptor
Knows that stone is not carved into a form
But that stone is removed to
Reveal the form that lies within
Summer of 2000, my wife Roberta went to Edmonton to visit her son. I
decided to stay home to work on various things to do with love
energy. I had already started on this book a year before but dropped
it; I was totally unsatisfied with it. In my opinion, it wasn't
serving any purpose. I was and have been working on something more
elaborate and productive. At least in my opinion, as usual the
universe was in disagreement with me. My guides said to finish
telling the rest of the story before going on to what was next in the
plan. They said that it would create the foundation for what was to
come. Also, I had many people write me asking when I would tell the
rest of the story. To me it is like old news. On the other hand
coming to an understanding of the power of sending love is a journey,
not the flick of a switch as I had hoped. Sometimes my impatience
gets the best of me.
As I sat there re-reading what I had written I just decided to erase
it all and go on a short trip to the mountains for some direction. I
thought that I might go to a power spot not far from Calgary,
Alberta. There is a large vortex there not unlike what you would find
in Sedona. This spot is a little different but the same things apply.
Its funny but people travel all over the world from here to visit
special places and don't realize that they're within one hour of a
very special and powerful place. It's just that it has been carefully
hidden. People assume that some of the most powerful places in the
world would be marked. Not likely, in fact just the opposite. No
shaman would be foolish enough to mark these spots so that anyone
could come there. The only time that happens is when a place has
changed and is ready for people at large. By that time, shames will
already have moved tier powers to another spot. If you went there,
you might see what appears to be a tiny vortex, it is like that of an
What's underneath would make most other vortexes seem puny. It's not
for the faint of heart. I tell you more of how to get there and what
to expect later. For now, let us get to the rest of the story.
After erasing most of what I had written, I drove out to this place.
On the way, there I passed a certain gas station that had been closed
for some years. This is the same gas station that I had spoken about
in the beginning of my first book, Living on Love "The Messenger".
You can read about what had happened there in that book so I won't go
into it here.
While passing that gas station, I thought I should stop for something
to eat as it was going to be a long hike to the place where I was
heading. After parking, the car I went into the restaurant part of
the gas station. It hadn't changed much. There where only a few
people in the restaurant, mostly truck drivers having some coffee. I
sat myself on one of the stools at the front counter. The waitress
was talking to some of the truck drivers so I took a look at the menu
that was laying there. Under the glass jar was what looked like a
good homemade apple pie. Before the waitress even got to me, I
decided on apple pie and hot chocolate. The waitress said goodbye to
the truck drivers as they left. By the time, she came around the
counter the people on the other table where getting up to leave also.
My favorite way to sit in a restaurant, just me, I thought to myself.
"So what can I get you today darling?" Asked the waitress.
I recognized her instantly. It's not a face you can forget. The most
unlikely looking angel you would ever see. "What a moron you are
judging people by their looks" I said to myself. One day I'm going to
rip that part of my brain right out of my head. Sometimes I can't
stand myself. She wasn't ugly just more of a truck driver than an
angel. I think that it was fear of being recognized and embarrassed
that made my judgmental mind come forth like that. After all I owe
her a lot for the kindness, which she had shown me a long time ago.
"I'll have some apple pie and some hot chocolate thank you," I
answered sheepishly. The words I'm such an idiot, I'm such an idiot
were running around in my mind to the point that it was turning into
a musical all I needed was the dance of an idiot to complete the
musicale and that I accomplished as soon as she had put the cup of
hot chocolate in front of me.
"There you go darling," She said. Not only did I manage to spill it
but also I managed to spill it all down her apron.
She laughed mostly at the forty shades of red on my face. The cook
was looking thru the open window where the food was past thru. "Wa
hoo good one" he yelled my direction laughing
"I'm so sorry are you alright" I asked.
"That's ok Klaus," she answered.
"What! How do you know my know my name?" I asked while trying to help
"Come on now did you think I would forget, aren't you the one that
was driving up and down the highway a few years ago."
"Ya that was me", I answered embarrassment level nine coming up
"So how do you know my name? Did I tell you my name?"
"Na About three or four weeks ago a couple of ladies came in here
asking some questions. Also if I read your book?" She answered
walking away to get more hot chocolate, while leaving me hanging.
She put the hot chocolate down way passed my reach and preceded to
get my apple pie.
Mentally I sent her a message, big piece, big piece, big piece...
It worked; she brought back what looked like it could have been half
"There you go", she said then reaching for the hot chocolate. She set
the hot chocolate down but still had her hands on it. My hands were
on my lap waiting for permission.
With the other hand, she reached under the bar and pulled out a can
of whip cream. If an alien came to my house and asked what two
things, he should see while visiting. I would tell him chocolate and
whip cream, or better yet both at the same time. It's what life is
all about. It's what makes me tick.
She held the cup of hot chocolate and the whip cream hostage. Looked
right at me and said, "So what is the rest of the story?"
I know if I messed around that there wasn't going to be any whip
cream. Therefore, I answered with a question. "You want to know the
rest of the story." I asked
"You what some whip cream?" She asked still holding it hostage
"Ok" I said. "But how do you know about the book and what were those
people asking about" I asked. I admit I was a little worried.
"Ed get your ass our here you are gonna want to hear this" She
yelled. Almost scaring me to death.
I heard some dishes clang, one minute later I saw a man coming around
the corner cleaning his hands on a dish rag well the waitress poured
on the whip cream. It was stacked so high there was no hope of ever
getting to the hot chocolate. More like a challenge. Just the way I
like it. Yummy yummy in my tummy.
"What's up Sally" Ed asked while casually standing behind the
I could see that there were sparks there; more then just co-workers.
Ed had love in his eyes, no doubt about that.
"This is Klaus," answered Sally, pointing to me with excitement.
Ed reached out his hand; I lifted mine as we shook hands I could see
in his eyes that he had no clue as to why I was being introduced.
This is the guy; you know the book, the guy that I told you about
driving back and forth on the highway... the book that those ladies
"No! Really you're the guy" answered Ed, wow what a great book, you
know I would have had a hard time believing some of the stuff if it
wasn't for Sally telling me the story about you driving up and down
"Thanks, I think?" I said, shoving some pie into my mouth.
"He's going to tell us the rest of the story" said Sally
"I'm in for that," answered Ed. What perfect timing I'll get my
"What's perfect timing? How did you get the book? And what did those
ladies want?" I asked shoving another piece of apple pie into my
face. I knew it was going to be now or never.
Ed came flying around the corner at full speed carrying a stool. He
sat the stool down flopping himself on it as if time was of the
"Perfect timing" Ed said, looking at sally.
"We are leaving for Sedona next week" answered Sally
"Why are you going there?" I asked.
Ed looked at Sally; Sally looked at Ed; Ed answered. "We just feel
it's the right thing to do, its like we are sort of drawn there".
"We have been saving up for it for a while" responded Sally. We have
been working on sending love for a while now too and ever since we
just feel that, we should make the trip.
"Are you planning to live there?" I asked
"O' ya we want to stay for as long as it feels right" answered Ed
"I've always wanted to go there and see it," I answered it just
hasn't been the time yet, but its defiantly is in the plan. So how's
sending love going for you."
"Really well; answered Ed we have done a few experiments with it and
had some real interesting results". Tell him Sally
"Actually I would like to know about those ladies and what they
wanted" I interrupted
"O' they came in here asking some questions about a story they had
heard about a guy that was driving up and down the highway. Sally was
laughing now, I told them that I remembered that. At that point, they
were really excited and wanted to know the whole story. I asked them
why? And they showed me your book. It wasn't a book but a print out.
They showed me the part where you write about it. Then I got pretty
excited because I didn't know the whole story until then. When they
were ready to go they left the book with me. They also had told me
that they were going to try and find some special places in the
mountains that they had heard you knew about. I don't know what that
I dropped my fork. Sun of a… how did they find out about that? I
mumbled to myself. They're going to get more than what they're
"Do you know who they are? Their names" I asked.
"First names only" Sally answered.
"Why what's the problem"? Asked Ed.
I grabbed my cup of hot chocolate and sucked up a pile of loving
smooth whip cream.
"It doesn't matter now I guess it is what it is, can I give you a
little suggestion, something to think about before you go to Sedona"
I answered changing the subject.
"Shore" answered Ed and Sally nodded
"It's like this. I said. Before you go to Sedona and before you go to
any power spots, it would be very beneficial if you focus on opening
your hearts and sending love. The power spots will enhance those
things that are important to you and the things that you are focusing
on. This is why some people can't handle spending much time there. If
some one has to many negative thoughts and believes, they will be
enhanced in the same way. It will focus on what you focus on. Do you
see what I mean? If you worry you'll have something to worry about.
If you send love you'll have something to love and will attract more
"That's a good point," answered Ed.
"We have been working on sending love" answered Sally
"Just keep going with that; it will all work out for you. At least
that's what I have found from my experiences."
We spent some time just talking back and forth for a while, as I ate
my pie. I felt the universe had given me an opportunity to tell the
rest of the story in much the same way as last time. So, I decided to
accept the offer.
Show me a path that angels fear to tread
I may go in screaming,
I'll probably come out screaming
But no longer will I fear any path
For I only fall when I forget to bring Love
By the time I was ready to begin telling the rest of the story Ed had
gotten Sally another stool for her. They seemed to mix well together;
I liked them and wanted to give them something to begin their new
journey with love. The gas station was busy but the restaurant was
empty; several people had looked in but had left abruptly.
Rubbing my forehead I said, "We might as well start at the
beginning". This story is a lot harder to tell than the first one.
It's like when you ask a tree to tell you its story, it won't
understand what you are asking because a tree is more than just
branches a trunk and roots. Even though every branch and leaf is
connected they are all experiencing different things, each branch,
twig and leaf has a life of its own. The tree may be in the forest
and the sun is shining in but not all the branches are receiving
sunlight. Some are on the shady moist side and some on the sunny dry
side. Some branches will feel the force of the storm well others
hardly know that there is a storm. So depending on what the tree as a
whole is focusing on will depend on the experience it is having. It's
like that for people to. We can get fired from a job and feel and
experience many different things all at the same time but it's the
things that we mostly focus on that will form our memories. We can
feel anger, betrayal, and fear, joy, freedom and hope for new
possibilities all at the same time. I remember being let go from a
job I didn't like but needed to have for the money. What I remember
was a feeling of freedom and joy; I savored every moment. The weather
was sunny and hot and I spent a lot of my time in the park enjoying
the time and freedom to re-think my life. They're where struggles but
I don't remember them because I was not focusing on them at all.
That's where sending love really shines because by doing that you
would be focusing on positive things and positive possibilities. Even
without what love can do it would already become a more positive
situation. Then you add the possibilities of love working for you and
soon you have a very loving experience what could have been
devastating. "Do you see what I am saying"? I asked.
"Ya focus and send love and that's what we will find," answered Ed.
"Not only that but that's what we will remember" answered Sally.
"Some things are dramatic enough, I said; that there's only one way
to see them. Like when a branch is ripped off in a storm. Those are
also the things that form how we see the world and our lives. How our
experiences form our personalities. About the only thing that can
heal those scars and prevent more things like that from happening is
love and forgiveness. That leaves us with two types of experiences;
the ones where we can see them as opportunities to see the best in
what might not appear to be the best and the type of experiences
where we need to have love and forgiveness to survive them in order
to not have them affect the rest of our lives".
There was a moment of silence before I continued.
The first thing we need to discuss is my inability to write. "That's
right; I said I can't spell at all. I can read fluently but not
write, at least not in an earth language. I have not been able to
figure out what purpose it serves for me to be able to write in a
language that no one but me can read, but that is the way it is". Ed
was going to say something but I just continued.
Over time I have tried to learn to write but it seems even my
abilities to learn are blocked. Rather strange, don't you think?
Especially since my mission in this life was to write two or three
books on the topic of sending love. This is what I mean; my not being
able to write is like a branch of my life. But not one I was born
with, it was one that came after.
"That's something that I always found strange about life," added
Sally. My mother always said that you would find you gifts in the
same box as you challenges.
"That's a good point and so true" responded Ed
"Where did the spelling problem come from"? Asked Sally
"What about the other language"? Asked Ed
"Wow slow down one thing at a time" I responded
"Ya let him tell the story," said Sally poking Ed, which turned into
a poking match by two people who can't keep their hands of each
I waited for them to finish their playful teasing and the continued.
See it's hard to say if my spelling problem is a broken branch or an
added branch. The full verdict is not in yet. So far, my inability to
write has caused me a lot of trouble and has never gone over well in
the work place. As you can imagine moving up the ladder could be a
problem. There is a reason for my inability to write and I guess this
is where we should start this story on how all of this got started.
The other language that I am fluent in is a very complex language and
it would take a long time to learn but it is just there. Once I
exsplain where the spelling problem came from you might come to the
same conclusions that I have as to how I ended up able to write in
another language. This other language is in symbols and each symbol
is stories as per say. By arranging the symbols and thus the stories
in a certain order, it creates a new story the one you are trying to
convey. It is complicated but yet simple, 24 lines of 4 to 8 symbols
in each line would explain this book. In other words, this book could
fit on a business card.
I stopped to sip some of my hot chocolate and lit a cigarette.
Ed reached behind himself for an ashtray, which he proceeded to place
in front of me. I thought that as an ok for me to smoke.
"Anyway so here we go," I said. I was born in Germany Freiburg on
September 24, 1957. Later my parents moved to a tourist town, called
Titisee in what is called the Black Forest. There they bought a
hotel; if you were to ask twenty people why it is called Black Forest
you could get twenty different answers right from simple logical
ones, as the trees are too black don't go there at night. To me the
forest was an incredible place of peace, mystery and adventure.
They're were things there I could not understand but accepted as is.
The trees, the mystery of the forest was all I needed; that forest,
those trees were safety and love to me and also my friends. As it
was, those trees were my only friends. People were very superstitious
and in my opinion very strange, even though they did not think of
themselves as such. The town of Titisee could be as quiet as a calm
lake one moment and as busy as a beehive the next, depending on the
influx of tourists. The town and the surrounding area were mostly
hotels smaller tourist shops and farmers. In some ways, it was modern
but in other ways, it resembled medieval times. Some of the
population had money while others had very little. The business
owners drove Mercedes and the farmers still milked cows by hand and
collected crops like hay and potatoes by hand barely making a living.
It was as if two worlds were wrapped in one, some peoples main
concern was where to vacation in the quiet times and others hoping to
be able to pay the land taxes. Business people lived in fancy places
while others lived in places that would bring you back two hundred
years in time. For some people, their houses, pig barns, cow shelters
and chicken coups were all one building. You could open a kitchen
door and have the pigs standing in the pen waiting for leftovers
right there in the next room. This was all very strange to me and
confusing at best. For some reason even as I am telling you this, I
can still smell those barn smells that lingered in their homes.
"When I was overseas with the army I had seen a lot of that; said Ed
directing it towards Sally as she was making some funny faces.
"There are still places like that today; not as many though" I
answered back and continued. At the time I'm speaking of, I was
between the ages of 6 to 7 years old. My parents were hotel owners
and worked from early morning until late at night. Closing only as
the last guest had gone to bed. By this time mother had become very
sick. At the time, I did not understand what cancer was. She was
either in the hospital or sick in bed. That meant my father had even
more work on his hands; so, I grew up without parental supervision
and very little if any influence from television. This had a very
bazaar affect on me. There are many things we learn from others
beginning at an early age. The implications are quite staggering.
Many people have come to the conclusions that children have certain
talents that are later suppressed by outside influences. If you
remove those influences then things can be quite different. I saw the
world from my own eyes and thoughts, uninfluenced by what others had
come to believe. I was able to accept or reject what I saw and
witness without any influence of what a parent or society would have
you believe. It set me apart and made me an outsider. If a child is
raised, by a parent that believes certain things regardless if they
are truth or not there is a high probability that the child will
accept these things also. Sometimes without question, without those
influences I saw things quite differently. My actions nor my
behavior, nor my thinking pattern was modeled after anyone or by
I stopped for a minute grabbed a napkin and wrote these words down as
they were flowing into my thoughts.
It seems that in the dark crevasses of our minds there linger
thoughts that we dare not speak or act upon for fear of reprisal of
others. There are also things we dare not believe for the same
reasons. Sometimes we create that which we believe after we have been
convinced that it is the truth and there by creating it to be the
truth when in fact it is nothing more than an elusion of the truth.
We can become so convinced that even when evidence of the opposite is
there we refuse to see it. Sometimes we become convinced that it is
better to live a lie than to face the hardship of truth. That is
something we all know to well. But by living that lie we pass it on
to our children. That is a crime that I too am guilty of even though
I know better.
After writing it out I read it back to Ed and Sally.
"Do you always write things down as they come to you"? asked Sally.
"I try to; I said answering back you never know if it's useful. If
you get it written down and get a chance to look at it some time
Anyway getting back to the story, I suppose because of my
independence and need to fend for myself I began rejecting most
everything I heard from others. I had no friends at all. The wealthy
did not want their children playing with me because I was not
controllable and did not see value in what they had. Parents of poor
families did not want me playing with their children either but
mostly due to fear and superstition, for some reason they thought I
was something evil or whatever. I could see it in their eyes and
their actions at times they where almost afraid of me and yet lost as
to why. There was the odd person that had showed me kindness but
seldom and limited to who else was watching.
"Strange isn't it? I said in some ways it was almost like living in
the dark ages".
Regardless I moved along quite happily spending most of my time in
the woods or at the lake. I did have what you might call an invisible
friend; I have explained this in my first book but unfortunately, I
cannot elaborate on this friend or our interaction. The memories are
just too vague and there are only bits and pieces flashes and
glimpses. I know there was more, but at this moment, the door to that
part of my mind is closed. I have kicked it and banged on it but it
refuses to open. So, for now I'll leave this and go on with the rest
as I remember it.
I asked sally for some water and waited for her before continuing.
Because of my parents being busy running the hotel and of course my
mother being very sick I had total freedom to travel where ever I
wanted and do whatever I wanted to do. I don't think it bothered me
to be alone, besides I was not totally alone. Looking back now I can
remember that I felt like I was being watched, perhaps even taken
care of, I could feel it and sense it especially in the woods. One of
the first incidences that come to mind was when I took a wagon home
that I found in the woods; it was a big wagon for hauling firewood
and had big wooden wheels. I wasn't trying to steel it just borrow it
for a while. It seemed the perfect wagon to go down hill with and I
had the perfect hill in mind. It was a long narrow road right beside
our hotel, very steep but straight, well almost. This was not a one-
day plan and it took careful planning. A half a day to get the wagon
to the hill and up it, then to ride it down several times and then to
return it the next day.
I headed out early in the morning to retrieve the wagon. While
dragging it through the woods, I kept getting shivers up my spine.
Stopping many times to look around, seeing nothing I continued on my
Eventually after getting it to the destination on top of the hill I
was preparing to ride it down as a boy named Richard came along. I
had seen him many times on my travels and thought that he might want
to be friends with me but I think he was a little scared of being
seen with me. He asked me what I was doing and I proceeded to explain
it to him with great excitement of what fun it was going to be. While
I had made my first sale and he wanted to come along. Jumping into
the wagon, I told him to sit in the back and run the brakes and I
would do the steering. After explaining how to use the stick I gave
him as brakes by rubbing it against the tire we where off. Our speed
went past my expectations and all previous tests. The speed became a
problem perhaps because of the extra weight and the brakes were
pretty much useless. Even though our speed had increased to such a
level that Richard needed to toss the brakes just to be able to hang
on, the next problem was coming along a lot faster then anticipated;
steering was having very little affect. The wooden wheels were
surrounded with a layer of steel where they made contact with the
pavement. I turned the wheel turned towards the small patch of grass
at the end of the road just before it ran into the main highway the
wheels were not griping. Even if they had it would not helped much at
this speed for there would be no way to stop once we reached the
short patch of grass. The patch of grass was just a short patch
leading to an embankment that dropped straight on to the highway.
There was no time left for anything except to accept things as they
are. Not a moment to soon the wheels started to grip and we were
turning. Twenty feet on to the grassy patch the wagon came to a
sudden halt. It didn't just stop; the front wheels locked and the
cart tilted upwards catapulting us out like rockets. We were in the
air for at least another twenty feet but for some reason Richard
seemed to pass me in mid air and hit the ground a split second before
me actually cushioning my fall because I landed on top of him. After
picking ourselves up, I walked to the wagon to see what stopped it
there was nothing there not even a rock. The wagon path was
completely clear of obstruction. Richard just stood where he had
landed and would not come any closer to the wagon. Pushing the wagon
back and forth, I said it was fine; Richard turned and walked away.
Obviously this was not the day for new alliances or friendships, all
because a slight miscalculation.
"There could be a reason why you had no friends"; Interrupted sally
laughing holding her head as if there was a disaster in the making.
"Could happen to anyone! Answered Ed smiling, wish I were there".
"My sediments exactly"! I said.
"You could have been killed!" Responded Sally.
"Ah! Whatever…" I said shrugging it off. Regardless, 1 to 2 years
later we did become friends for a brief moment in time. From what I
had heard, he became an electrician and has a family of his own.
Sometimes I wonder what his side of the story would sound like. It
would not have been the same with out him!
"Well I bet you won't do that again," Answered sally.
"To late did it with my son; I said he still talks about it today.
Calls it the day my dad took me flying. Nevertheless, that's another
story for another time.
O' star so bright
The first star I see tonight
I wish I may wish I might
To have the dream
I LoveD last night
After sally calmed down, I continued with the story.
Although there where many strange things that occurred in the woods
this was the first of a four incidences that I can put into words.
Before we go on to a really bazaar incident I can tell you about one
strange place in the woods. There was a small pond where I spent a
lot of time. At one end of the pond, there was a trail with many
trails used but hardly anyone would ever go to the other end of the
pond. I personally spent a lot of time there and felt safer then at
home. One particular time some kids were chasing me and wanted to
beat me up. They had chased me for a long time but the woods were my
home and I know them well. The chase continued until I made it to the
end of the pond and that is as far as they would go. They would take
a few steps but then quickly retreat. I know that would happen
because many people thought that it was haunted.
I never saw anything other than perhaps out of the corner of my eyes
but I could feel something and sense it. Years later as I learnt
remote viewing and I discovered that at that time there was a small
race of beings that had lived there for a long time. Unfortunately,
they have long left. They are many more things that went on in those
woods. Also, I do remember having what some might call an invisible
friend that I spent time with in the woods but the door to those
memories are shut tight. What I do remember are some pieces to small
to make head or tales out of, as if looking thru a keyhole I can see
that I was having long conversations with someone but how or what was
said is closed. Personally, I think that now would be a good time to
remember so I can write it out and be done with it. I am positive
that there was a lot more going on in the woods at that small pond.
Even later in my life as I learned to remote view most of what went
on there was blocked. I could tell that there where beings living
there perhaps as many as sixty but I could not interact with them.
They knew I was there looking but would not acknowledge my presence.
Therefore, for now I will tell you of what I remember, I think that
will be enough to swallow for the time being. Perhaps I don't really
want to remember. Perhaps that's a clue of why some memories are
blocked. Or maybe not.
"What's remote viewing" asked Ed
It is a way of going somewhere to see what is there with your mind
without taking your body. It is something like traveling out of your
body but more common and a lot easier to learn. You can read about it
on the Internet. It is very common. Anyway, I left my dog in the car
and he is probably wondering where I am. I'm going to let him run
around for a bit then we can continue.
"Why don't you bring him in"? Asked Ed
"Well I don't want to cause you trouble".
"Na; as long as he sits quietly somewhere no one will even notice".
"Fine with me" I said getting up.
I let Roody run around for a while, gave him some water, and then
brought him in. he found himself a corner and flopped down content
with life as usual.
Together with Love
Together with Love
For the whole is stronger
Than its parts
Together as one
With love and trust
Against the fears of the
Past, present, future
Love bends us beyond foolish temptation of fears
Our love is what gives us strength
Our love gives us trust
Our Dreams give us
The life we have
Wanted for so long
As we allow us to become One but Individual
We grow beyond our Dreams
So it is
"I think he's a little upset at not going for a walk but I told him
we'll go tomorrow," I said to Ed and Sally.
"Have you had him for a long time" Asked Ed.
"O' ya since the holy terror of puppy hood, I said, I am not even
going to get into that".
He is so relaxed! Responded Sally, you're probably exaggerating".
"Ya you go with that; the two of us know better" I answered while
Roody waged his tail as if to say its all in a days work. I love you
and to show you how much I missed you I will eat your house.
After we rambled back and forth for a while I suggested that it is a
long story and if they wanted to hear it, we need to get back to it.
Everyone agreed so I continued.
"What comes next will be a little wierd and will probably raise a lot
of questions; I said regardless I will not answer any questions
regarding it so you will need to come to terms with it for yourself".
Sally and Ed both nodded their heads in agreement, but probably a
little leary of what was coming.
It was the summer of my turning seven, I was returning home from my
usual expeditions. I decided to take a short cut thru an area I did
not usually like. It was a pathway between two rows of houses. The
path was mostly straight except for two sharp turns. Both sides of
the path were lined with very high and thick hedges. All you could se
was the path. The reason I did not like it was that I could get
trapped there because there was only one way in and one way out. Also
because of the sharp turns it made I could not tell how or what I was
going to run into. One time I was trapped in-between two mean dogs
they were snarling and showing their teeth and coming closer, looking
like they were going to attack. There was no place for me to go the
hedge was too thick and there was no way of passing the dogs. I had
tried to go towards in hope that it would back away but it just moved
in closer and became more vicious. It was what seemed like a long
time before someone came to scare them away. The person that came to
help was an old man. He seemed to appear out of nowhere standing
beside me. I saw him only a few times in my life.
"The old man in the bar you talked about in the book" Asked Sally.
"Ya; I answered but we will get to that shortly". As soon as the old
man showed up the dogs took off with their tail between their legs.
As soon as the dogs left I was out of there without a word. That
incident scared me enough that I would never take that path again. It
was totally out of the ordinary for animals to behave that way
towards me. Plus I had never seen those dogs before.
The only reason for me to take that path this time again was that it
was a short cut home. I was hungry and tired so I decided to take
another chance. As I cautiously approached the pathway, I stopped to
look and listen for anything or anyone. The coast seemed clear. I
started of slowly and quietly then began to speed up as I past the
first turn all you can see is hedges no entrance nor exit not until
you pass the next turn. I heard a loud high-pitched sound that hurt
my ears. I placed my hands over my ears and must have closed my eyes
for a second because when I opened them I was somewhere else.
At that time in my life, I had never heard of aliens or space ships.
I had never even seen anything on TV as to that existing. However,
what I had heard of was elves and I had heard many people mention
them, although I don't remember ever seeing any of them. I have had
people say to me or ask me if I was afraid of the elves and witches.
So there, I was still holding my hand over my ears but standing in
front of what I thought was an elf. I just stood there, looking at
him and glancing around at where I was. The elf was about the same
height as me but funny looking. He had clothes on something like that
of nuns or priests, but not white nor black. Dark green like that of
a tree. The best way to describe him is to say he looked like an
alien described as grays. If you have seen pictures of them just
think of them a little shorter and stockier, shorter neck and smaller
eyes. Although his eyes were very large in comparison to mine and
very dark almost black but not black. No hair on his face or on his
head but he did have pointy cheeks unlike some of the pictures I have
seen of what grays supposedly looked like. The room was shiny
metallic like that of mag wheels but there was no reflection. He put
out his hand to shake hands. I let go of my ears but didn't touch
him. Nothing about him or the room I was in seemed threatening. He
told me that everything is ok and he wanted to be my friend. I
suppose that might have been the magic word. There were no words I
heard him in my head. However, I heard him loud and clear. He moved
over to a table not much higher then a chair and asked me if I would
sit here, pointing with his long bony fingers. I didn't mind him nor
how he looked but I did not like his hands. They looked too much of
what you could call hands of a witch. He must have understood and
seemed to let his sleeves slide over his hand so all I could see was
his fingers. Without question, I went to sit on the table. As I muved
my feet seemed to be sticky on the floor, just enough so you could
not slide them. He talked to me for a while asking me things like if
I was still afraid of those dogs. Then he began to explain where I
was and who he was. Even though it did not make a lot of sense to me,
he still tried to explain. He said that he was from the stars that
you could see at night and that we were in a ship that could fly from
star to star. He said that he came to help me and wanted to change
something in me. Then he asked if that was ok. I sort of said ok.
However, it was as if he did not ask me he seemed to ask something in
me and I could sense that something in me said ok. Looking at it from
what I know to day; I would say he was asking a larger part of me for
permission, perhaps my soul or higher self. I myself trusted him, for
some reason I did not get any negative feelings from him and there
was a feeling that he really cared. That is not what I got from other
people. Therefore, in a sense it was nice. A door opened but it was
not a door it was like a piece of the wall disappeared. Two others
like him came in and I could see thru the opening in the wall that
there were others sitting around a pedestal of light or something in
that affect. The two that came in spoke to me but I do not remember
what was said, most likely just friendly stuff to keep me at ease.
They went to the backside of the table where I was sitting. He told
me that I would need to sit very still and not to move my head. He
said that a few times and each time I nodded my head until I finally
caught on to that I was moving. He seemed amused by that and I know
it was keeping me busy while the others were doing something behind
me. I asked if it was going to hurt because if it does I am out of
here. He said no. They put something into the back off my neck and I
could feel it going down my spine wrapping itself around my spine.
There was no pain and he kept talking to me saying that it was fine.
He was asking me questions about sword fighting, which I did a lot of
using sticks of course. But the fact that he had interest is what was
important to me. I was thinking that I might have a friend. Whatever
went down my neck was left there, that was also, what he said. Then
he asked if they could give me something so that he could always find
me and I agreed, thinking that I was going to get something very cool
to play with. He explained otherwise and showed it to me. It was so
tiny that you could hardly see it. Then he said it would go here
pointing to the back of his neck not realizing until it was to late
that his bony hands were showing again.
Something was placed beside me on the table, which I slowly tried to
slide into my pocket. However, something grabbed it and slowly pulled
it back out. Then he said that they were going to place something
over my head and to be very still. I could not see it but it made my
skull feel like Jello and I could feel it coming apart. That's the
best of my recollection. In a while, everything seemed all right
again and he asked me to stand back where I first arrived. He said
that he had to go now and not to tell anyone about this. I agreed and
heard a loud noise like before I placed my hands over my ears and in
that moment, I was standing back on the path by the hedges.
Everything was fine except that I could not remember how to get home
or exactly where I was. The memory of all the paths I had traveled
was gone. I had absolutely no clue as how to get home or where home
That's when I spotted the old man; I walked up to him thinking he
might know where I live and how to get there. Old people are like
that they always know everything. They always seem to know what
everyone is doing. I was right he told me where to go and what
direction to turn, as I would get to a certain spot. At that time, I
did not understand left and right. Frankly, it still does not make to
much sense even to day. From what I gather and half the population
agrees with me; and the other half thinks they have it down pat.
Anyway, I started to walk and after a few turns I could see the
hotel. By the time I got there my memory had come back, everything
was back to normal, and my normal routine, find food and have a nap.
There wasn't any discomfort in neither my neck nor my back but my
neck was a little itchy and still is to day at times.
I looked at Sally and Ed. It seemed that they were rather speechless.
Shit happens but if you close your eyes then sometimes it gets
bigger, I thought to myself.
"Well! Do you want me to continue or what"? I asked.
"O' ya answered Ed you just caught me of guard, I've read some books
on abductions I just wasn't expecting that.
"I was just trying to figure out what they were doing to you"
I just shrugged my shoulders and sat there.
"Is there more of that and is that the whole story" Asked Ed.
"Ya, there is more of that but that's not the whole story" I said.
"Ya don't want to answer any questions at all about it," Asked Sally
"What's your question?" I asked.
Did anything change after that, like was there something different
about you? Asked Sally
"I can answer that I responded; but I wouldn't mind having something
to drink first.
"What can I get you, asked Ed more hot chocolate"?
"No something cold, got any root beer"?
"You bet, root beer coming up" Answered Ed
A Small Voice
A Small Voice
Like the wind, that guides our sails across the water
The strength of that voice, our ability to hear it
Will guide us across the waves of the storm that rides within our
With this, our dreams will become our reality
After Ed gave me some root beer and I lit another cigarette slowly
watching those smoke curls that I love so much I continued with
Two things did change after I had been picked up. One was my
strength-increased dramatically. Anywhere in the range of two to
three times the normal strength; although I can't see any reason for
this being done nor any purpose in it, it did become useful to me in
a few ways but not that beneficial for my body. I really think that
it was either a side affect or an experiment. Over the years, I
forgot about it but back when it first happened it came in very
I had found an old wooden boat that had been left abandoned in a dry
riverbed. To me it was a dream come true. My very own boat, I could
see it had cracks in it and would sink fast if it was in the water.
However, that was not the only problem. It was a long way from the
lake and I would need to get it over a 15-foot high dam before
hitting the water. The boat was also very heavy. It was the same as
the boats that they would rent at the lake. Usually it took two big
farm boys to drag them back to the boathouses. It was just a matter
of what I wanted, not what was possible or not. First, I went to see
the rental guys and asked them how to fix a boat like theirs. They
told me to use some tar and even gave me some old can that had a
little in the bottom. I knew what they were up to. They thought that
I would get the stuff all over me and they thought that would be
funny. I suppose it came to that but they never saw it, so there! The
project of fixing this boat and launching it in the lake took about 3
days. The last day was the longest. After patching it all up and then
covering the tar with paper so as not to get anymore on me, I
proceeded with the plan of sliding it to the dam. This did not take
that long but getting it over the dam was something else. I gathered
up ropes and sticks to begin the lifting, pushing the boat up and
tightening the rope over and over until I had it over the dame. I can
guarantee you that this would have normally been impossible for
someone my age and weight. Regardless believe what you will. Once it
was over the dam, it was just a matter of getting it across and over
a sort railing. By the time, I got it in the water it was already
getting dark. It seemed to be leaking a bit so before lunching my
very first boat I would need something to bail with. At that time, I
could not swim and did not want to take the chance of it filling with
"O' no not again" Interrupted Sally laughing and shaking her head.
"You just don't get it that's what life is all about" I answered
shaking my head as if she was the one that was crazy.
"Anyway" I said, my plan was to get the boat back to a place where
very few people ever went. I felt that would be a good place to hide
it. Just a matter of getting across the lake, I could already see the
question on Sally's face so I answered it.
"IT'S A BIG LAKE"! I said smiling and continued, by the time I shoved
off it was getting very late, my best guess would be midnight. I know
that because I was about a 100 feet from shore taking in a fair bit
of water when I saw my half brother come barreling to the shore with
his bike. What a baby. He was yelling at me and waving his hands.
Screaming like a lunatic that I should get back here right now. What
a goof I had plans of my own, I proceeded to paddle faster. Paddling,
bailing paddling bailing, it has a nice ring to it. I could not
believe my eyes; he jumped in the water and began swimming for me.
Tossing the bailing can, I paddled like never before while yelling at
him to get lost. It wasn't exactly warm out and neither was the
water. I discovered for myself just how cold it was when he caught up
to me and literally yanked me out of the boat into the water. I
couldn't swim and must have taken in a fair bit of water by the time
we hit shore. The only thing I remember was him making me run home
while he was yelling at me. The next morning I was out before anyone
could get a hold of me. But my boat was gone. Over the next few days,
I scrounged up some money and rented a small boat. I found it, twenty
feet under water. I tried hooks and ropes and it almost capsized the
boat I was in, I wanted to get it back to shore but to no avail. Now
that I am over forty I realize that I have dreamt of having a
sailboat but have never gone for it. Some things really stick with
ya. However, this coming summer we are going to change all that. Now
it's just a matter of convincing my wife that I am a born sailor and
as safe to sail with as possible. I'm thinking of leaving this story
out just to make it a little easier. What do you think Sally". I
"That might be a good idea" answered Sally laughing
We spent a few minutes talking back and forth regarding my not being
necessarily the easiest child to raise. I disagreed after all I was
just fine if everyone just would leave me alone.
How Do I Know What's Right for Me?
If I allowed myself to eat all the ice cream, I desired
Would I then crave peas?
If our reality is created by our thoughts and beliefs!
Why do we punish ourselves by creating nasty side effects?
As wonderful and loving as ice cream?
And why and who made crappy peas good for ya
My mother died not long after that incident of the short cut home.
Other than school, cutting into my freedom not much changed until the
summer of turning nine. Just before school would have ended, I was
unwillingly involved in a fight at school. It was lunchtime and all
the kids were playing in the front schoolyard. I was at the back
entertaining myself as usual when some kids decided to gang up to
beat me up. There were about eight of them and one leader they had me
cornered. Their self-proclaimed leader was moving forward and the
small mark in the back of my neck began to tingle and got very itchy.
In a few seconds everything changed, I knew exactly what to do. Take
out the leader and the rest will fall, the leader jumped forward to
grab me I moved sideways and grabbed him, two seconds later he was
laying on the cement out cold. Even though he was bigger than me I
had turned him upside down and hammered him into the cement head
first, the other kids took off in a hurry.
It was my word against theirs. Not long after that, I was told that I
would be going to Canada to live with my aunt and uncle. I did not
understand what Canada was nor where it was but I wasn't concerned,
because I thought I could always take the train home. In Europe, you
can take the train almost to every town you want. People told me that
in Canada there where Indians and cowboys like the Wild West I had
seen on TV. I was not too impressed by that but I figured it would be
My dad had taken me to a big office building to fill out some papers
and get my passport. I remember him getting mad at me for not knowing
how to spell my name. My first name I could spell but not my last.
Later we went to get a suit for me, the one they had picked out did
not have any pockets on the inside. I had a plan and I needed
pockets, lots and lots of pockets. After making a big enough of a
fuss I got my pockets lots of them. Sometimes you gotta stand for
what you want and settle for no less.
The plane trip to Canada was very long and uneventful except a trip
to the cockpit the man in charge would not let me fly the plan so I
wondered why he was wasting my time showing it to me. All it is a
tiny room filled with buttons that your not allowed to touch. What
fun is that?
Sally was rubbing her for head again. I was going to ask if she was
getting a headache, I let it go and continued.
Drank lots of pop and went to the bathroom a million times. The
toilet was the most interesting thing on the plane. I would flush it
and run to the window because some man said that I could see it going
out if I was really fast. I did not believe him but it was worth
trying anyway. I had come to the conclusion long ago that people did
not always know the difference of what they know or did not know.
Many times people think they know something and they don't. Many
times people think they don't know something and they do but don't
realize it. I had noticed that people's thoughts and words do not
even come close to being the same. Obviously, I now fit into that
category to. However, I didn't at that time. I either said nothing or
said what I was thinking. I kept this up well past my 30's before I
came to realize it was best for me to just shut up. Anyway, I am
Arrival time came at last and so did customs. The man asked me
something in a language I did not understand. He was laughing but
sent me a mental picture of me carrying a big gun, so I began to show
him mine. First one gun then another then another then another then a
knife and another and another and my blowgun and a billions of caps.
From one pocket from another pocket, you get the picture. He was
impressed and so were about 50 other people.
I think he told me to put it all back. You see there was no way in
hell that I was going to be scalped without a fight. Indians and
cowboys is all I knew of Canada and so that is what I expected. I
expected chuck wagons and dusty deserts. Well you can imagine my
disappointment when all I saw was a city. Vancouver BC, that's where
I landed. Rosedale near Chilliwack, BC is where I would spend many
"Wow where did you keep all those guns" Asked Ed laughing.
"In my pockets I answered I had lots of pockets".
"You didn't think that a cap gun was going to save you did you" asked
Sally shaking here head
"Of course I did if there was going to be shooting how are thy going
to know that it's not a real gun, I said sometimes a bark is better
then a bite". Besides, they are not ordinary cap guns I redesigned
them, silly. Takes a long time to stick those caps together but you
get one big bang and a lot of smoke. Your just like my wife you just
don't understand the big bang theory. No, bang no interest. I tried
to tell my wife the story of when I got my fire truck, but she didn't
see my point at all.
"O" so you think the women don't understand your big bang theory,"
Ed was being remarkably silent which is what I should have been.
Sometimes you are cornered and there is a chance of getting out and
other times its best to accept that you're going down in flames. This
was looking like one of those times.
Well some can and some can't. I said squirming hoping I could figure
a way out of this corner. It is like this, there was a girl that was
the daughter of another hotel owner and she use to come around and
always wanted to play with me but I didn't like her.
"O" so you could have had friends you just did not what them to be
girls now I see" Interrupted Sally.
"No No that's not it I said, it's just that she was a tattle tale.
Once I got this fire truck that squirted water out of a hose on the
ladder. I had this truck in my fort under some concrete stairs. The
stairs where closed off except a tiny hole which I could fit thru.
She wanted to know where my fire truck was and I said that I would
show her if she promised not to tell anyone, she agreed. So, I showed
her my fort and by the way, what good is a water squirting fire truck
without fire. So, I lit a small candle to show her how well the truck
works. I barely had the candle out when she shoots out of the fort
and went straight to my dad. Of course, that was the end of my fire
truck, never saw it again and the fort was sealed off. So there, a
promise is a promise is a promise.
"You could have been hurt" Said Sally.
Ya I could have been lost in the woods and starved, could have had
the plane go down and crash, could have been kidnapped held for
ransom and cut to pieces, could have died of loneliness or broken
heart from broken promises. We seem bet on protecting everyone from
the possible but seem to miss what is already happening.
"I think that you're right Sally; interrupted Ed but there is a story
in the story that Klaus is telling".
I think I should go home this is all coming out wrong. How much do I
owe for the bill? I asked standing up.
Sally jumped off her stool and said, "I didn't mean to upset you"!
"No it came out all wrong," I answered I just realized what was
bugging me about that all these years. I do not know why I did not
see it before.
I sat back down and thought about it for a few minute. We all sat in
silence while I contemplated my new old forgotten decision.
"Can I get you anything? asked Sally I feel kind of bad".
No, you said what was on your mind and it was the perfect thing to
say. "Maybe I will have another hot chocolate with some whip cream
just to ease the pain," I said smiling.
I got up and paced back and forth for a bit. Shaking my head, I said
that I could not believe that I missed this all this time,
"I could see how you might be upset at women; you have carried this
with you for a long time and projected it forward" Added Ed while I
"No that's not it," I answered still pacing I had a similar thing
happen a few years later with a boy. I don't care about that I was
upset at losing the fire truck and my fort and I was upset at her but
not for what she did but why she did it. It was not her either she
was just the straw that had broke the camels back.
"Sally came back with the hot chocolate while adding some whip cream
she said. I heard what you said but there is question still burning
in my mind. I hope you don't mind me asking".
Ed spoke up laughing, "That's my Sally always saying what's on her
mind no matter what".
Stick with it its working even if it doesn't seem that way sometimes"
I answered, what's the question?
What happened to that boy, did he die"?
"No the kid who started the trouble did not die. He just spent a week
in the hospital and a few more weeks in bed at home. I went to see
him to apologize. His parents left the room for a minute and that is
when he apologized to me. I don't think that I ever saw him after
that" I answered.
"So what's up with the fire truck thing" Asked Sally.
Approval I said that is what it was all about getting love thru
approval. She did not want me to get into trouble she needed love and
the only way she knew how to get it was by getting approval for her
actions. You have to remember that I heard people's thoughts so I
knew what was going on and I had seen that many times in everybody.
Almost everyone's thoughts are based on getting approval and by that
getting love. Even trying to be successful at something seemed to be
based on approval. Think about it we all want to be successful at
what we do but how much is based on approval to get love. Really
think about it how many of our actions, decisions, words and the
things we do are based on getting approval in some way and by that
getting a feeling of love. If you need love bad enough and by that
approval then it becomes hard, to tell the difference between what we
really want to do and what is about approval. You see I said, sitting
down now. I had decided never to do anything for approval and only
that which was right for me. I know what your thinking Sally a child
does not necessarily have the life experience to know exactly always
what is right for them but that's a learning experience no more
dangerous then doing things for approval and love.
This has caused so much grief in my life and why I was missing so
much love. I wasn't getting approval from people for what I was doing
so I was not getting any love either. The problem is that there needs
to be a balance and I went to the opposite end. I'm not sorry for
that I just did not understand it all until today. Do you see what I
"More then I want to answered Ed more than I want to"…
I agree answered Sally I'll have to give that some more thought".
Me too I responded anyway do you want to hear the rest".
"Definitely" answered Ed. "Definitely" answered Sally.
OK then lets leave this for some other time of contemplation.
A student walking along with his master teacher
Saw a green stick lying on the ground and asked his master teacher
What is color?
At that moment the master picked up the stick and said
Green is the color you will hate and fear
Then he struck him many times
As he laid the stick down, he said
That is how your perceptions of what is, is colored!
Only Love sees clearly beyond color, words and action
This color that stick my actions will be like a thorn that only
Forgiveness of Love can remove
Until then, it will be a burden of sword and shield...
Color is a perception
"I think that I am going to move forward in time and get all the
alien encounters over with before moving on" I said continuing with
My next encounter was just shortly after turning sixteen. I had my
driver's license and was just returning from spending time with some
friends. That is right I had some friends mostly short term but
friends never the less. Anyway ten minutes from home my car started
to act up and finally quit running. At the time I was driving an old
beetle I got out of the car and was going to open the back hatch when
I heard a high pitched sound same as before. Two seconds later I was
again in the same ship as before looking at the same elf or alien as
before. This took me by surprise for I had come to the conclusion
that the first time was just a dream. He greeted me and asked how I
was. It took a while but we ended up talking for what seemed a long
time. I told him all that had happened and some of the trouble I was
having in school not being able to read and write. I cannot honestly
remember all that was said but a lot of it only had to do with my
life. I even asked if I could go with them. He said that I could not
do that yet but maybe some day. I asked to see the ship but he said
that we were running out of time and that I could only stay on this
ship for only so long before I would lose my balance on my reality. I
did not fully understand that. However, I think I do now. He said
that they could probably fix my writing and reading part if I want, I
said OK. He asked me to sit on the same table as before and two
others came in who then stood behind me. Even though I was told to be
very still I now could see that certain gadgets were coming from an
opening in the ceiling. Something was placed over my scull and I
could feel my scull turning soft like jello. He was saying certain
things to me that did not totally make sense at the time. He said
that it would help but not be perfect for they could only do so much
without causing problems with other things that they wanted to stay
the same; whatever that meant. He also said that they would be
opening something that would mean I would understand some things
without learning them and to not to worry, I still trusted him and
agreed. However, something went wrong and I could sense the urgency
from him and from the two behind me. There was a split second where I
could have sworn that I was someone else but then everything went
black. The next thing I know I was sitting back in my car but I could
not remember who I was. It was as if I was on some alien planet
everything looked strange. This is hard to explain. I still
remembered everything but not as mine, it was as if I had stepped
into someone else's life. You might relate this to what some call
walk-ins but I don't think so. The rest of the story later might be a
clue. You see in our minds and in our DNA lies all we have ever done
and known in this life and others past and probable. However, you
want to see it. I think that something had opened to far when they
were working on me and I think they either were not able to close it
all the way or were trying to keep it open a certain amount. That is
why I can now write and speak in several different languages that are
not recorded in our history. However, not in English?
"I'm not sure if I get what you are trying to say" interrupted Ed.
"Well that makes two of us," I said laughing. What I am trying to say
is that what we try to learn is already there in our minds as we
think we are learning something it is just slowly being released
which gives us the appearance that we are learning it, when in fact
we already have it. I think you will see what I mean; there is a
theory that I agree with and it is that all the knowledge that we
have learnt over our lifetimes if stored in our DNA like a program in
a computer. Our minds are there to access this information if we know
how, Se what I mean.
"Sort of I guess," answered Ed.
OK so over the next, few weeks' things balanced out but my spelling
did not improve one bit. On the other hand, I could read fluently and
became so obsessed with my new talent that I skipped so many classes
that the teachers knew where to find me. I was in the library reading
everything. You could usually find me in behind a stack of books
reading two or three at once. Most of the teachers seemed content to
leave me there. Sometimes they asked a few questions about what I was
reading and seemed satisfied enough with the answers to leave me
there. So there, you go make of it what you want. One day I cannot
read and a few days later, I can. It was not long before I began
reading anything I could get my hands on as far as metaphysical
stuff, out of body travel, science and so on. I should tell you that
I do not totally read as you do I see pictures. The words form
pitcures. I may read about atoms but I see different pictures than
what is written or drawn. Science has a long way to go, what I call
the underground science has understanding of things that the public
scientists have no clue of even being possible. Anyway, I had better
stop with that this is not what this story is about so we will move
"Wait a minute what about what you call the underground science."
Asked Ed leaning forward.
"I cannot get into that it will take us way of base," I answered.
Ed would not leave it alone. Therefore, we probably spent the next
half an hour discussing various aspects of what some call the
underground science. I'm not going to get into that in this book
because my purpose is to discover the power behind love not the
conspiracy theory. There are many books on the market that will give
you much to think about. If you want proof all you need to do is
learn to either travel out of your body or if that scares you then
learn to remote view. I'd say have fun but that is not a discovery
that you are going to like.
Besides, until you learn about sending love there will be nothing you
can do about it. So, my suggestion is that you first become a master
at sending love. Do, as you will.
IF this is not your planet,
Then get lost!!!
OK so only two more to go are you ready I asked before continuing.
The next and second last time I had a visited was years later. By
that time, I was married and had a son. I owned and operated a small
dairy farm just south of Spedden Alberta.
It was very late at night I had to get up and go to the barn to check
on a pregnant cow that was ready to give birth. After getting to the
barn and checking on the cow I pushed some hay up that the other cows
had pushed back trying to get at the best stuff first.
I was very depressed in those days. I loved my cows and enjoyed
farming but at the same time, I felt like I was wasting my life away.
I had different plans at one time of writing out theories, ideas and
things that I had come to understand; but due to my inability to
right had lost my confidence. Also, it seemed that no one believed in
even the simplest things I discovered. As an example, if you look at
some farms you will notice that most of the wooden fences have been
chewed on. This is not because of a need to chew, but because the
animals are missing certain forms of minerals. It took a while to
figure out what they were and in what form they need to be, but never
the less I figured it out. The people at the animal research station
were not interested even though they had come to my farm several
times to try to figure out what I was doing. My cows were producing
large amounts of milk and not loosing any weight. This was because of
the food intake. After they had weighed and measured what my cows
were eating in order to gain weight instead of loosing it they
decided that it was impossible for them to eat that much and that it
was just a fluke. They said that in all the tests that they have done
there was a limit on what a cow could consume for a given weight.
They just kept going over things looking for mistakes instead of
listening to what I was trying to explain to them. I tried to explain
it to them but it went over their heads. Too much education in the
wrong direction, they could not deny what was happening they just
could not explain it and did not want my explanation. It still
baffles me today how narrow-minded people can become. They did send
other dairy farmers who had production problems to me. However, they
did not get it either. It is so simple. I realized I was getting off
track and continued with the story.
After pushing the hay forward, I was sitting on a bale of hay
thinking about exactly what I just mentioned. I guess in some way I
was lonely and wanted to be in the company of like-minded people.
I heard that high-pitched sound and knew exactly what was coming. I
was instantly on the ship. Only this time I was already sitting on
the table. This was not to be a pleasant visit as I had hoped. There
were three behind me now instead of two. The other one standing in
front of me seemed very agitated and in a hurry, he said that it was
almost time for me and that we would need to do some more changing. I
tried to ask what, where, when and why but it had already begun. I
went in and out of consciousness several times and in-between those
times I would hear them say that there was something happening with
the ship or they were under attack. I was picking up bits and pieces
of mental conversations that did not make a lot of sense. However,
something was going wrong. My landing was not very smooth either.
Instead of being placed back, where they had picked me up I found
myself in mid air falling into a pile of manure. It wasn't even all
that soft of a landing. I did not see any ship but I did hear what
sounded like thunder in a clear sky. After going, back to the house
and getting cleaned up. I had something to eat. Then I headed back to
the barn. This time I was getting very annoyed and decided that the
next time would be different. Next time I am getting some answers I
said to myself. As it turned out the next time was not for another
ten years. Nevertheless, I didn't forget. Over the years, all of this
had taken its toll on me. I had also learned some tricks of my own.
We'll get into that later. I figured it was only a matter of time
before I received an opportunity to try out my newfound abilities.
"I think I need a cigarette; all this is bringing back a lot of
memories", I said lighting a smoke.
"So the guys from the research center were just coming out to your
farm because your cows were fat", asked Sally laughing. "Hey Ed Klaus
has fat cows".
"Very funny, they were fat cows"! The thing is they were producing
large amounts of milk. Cows can produce 10 gallons and more a day.
That causes them to loose a lot of weight. The problem is that they
can't eat enough food to supply them with what they need and so they
start to lose weight. At some point, they will slow down milk
production because they are just worn out. Therefore, the research
people work on ways to change protein so that it can be absorbed
faster. This and other things do help but do not solve the problem.
And you can't exactly turn the milk off. So one night we had some
guests we had mashed potatoes and roast everyone ate until we where
stuffed. I couldn't eat one more bite of potatoes I was that stuffed.
As it turned out we had desert and they had brought desert also. The
fact is that even though I was so stuffed that I could not eat one
bite of potatoes I was able to eat two desserts and coffee. That's
when it hit me. Three to five course meals. See even when you're
stuffed of one thing you can always find room for something else.
That was the trick. I gave my cows a four-course meal in the morning,
a three-course meal at noon and five-course meal at night. The result
was that they where able to eat 30% more food than what was
statistically proven to be the maximum per body weight. Simple… my
cows gained weight and produced large amounts of milk for long
periods of time. What they could not understand or did not want to
acknowledge was that a cow is just like us when it comes to food. The
bottom line was that they said that what my cows where eating was
impossible and that was that. Anyway, the fence-chewing thing went
much the same way. It took a long time to figure out what minerals
they were missing but in the end I was told that cows do not need
those minerals, "Whatever"! I told them.
Anyway, it seems I got of track again; the problem was that after I
was picked up things went all to hell. For the next two years, I
could hear people's thoughts but not their conscious thoughts their
unconscious thoughts. This almost drove me insane. I ended up leaving
the marriage and the farm.
"Well what happened to the farm", Asked Ed
"I signed it over to my wife," I answered.
"I don't fully get what happened" Asked Sally
Everything just took its toll on me and that is all there is to it.
Besides, by that time I had decided that I was just nuts. There is no
cure for insanity.
"That's what you believed, that you where insane," observed Sally
"Well you take what I explained so far and add a hundred more tiny
things not worth mentioning individually and you have insanity," I
answered. One poke in the arm is nothing, but a hundred add up to
more than a hefty punch. That's the way it went and that is the way I
began to see it. There is more and more and more. Anyway talking
about it is one thing living it day to day is another. Coming to
Canada and living with my aunt and uncle was like going to hell. I
don't want to go into the details, but what happened there and my
inability to write ended up crushing every bit of self-esteem.
Children and people can be very resilient through things that happen
but if your self-esteem is crushed your finished. Once you can build
up self-esteem then anything becomes possible. Obviously, I wrote a
book even though I can't write but I had to rebuild my self-esteem
first. This took a long time, a very long time.
"I can understand that," said Sally
"Did they come back again," Asked Ed
"Ya one more time so far," I answered. It was late fall 1998 more
than 10 years later, but at the same time as I was starting to get
some good results from my lottery experiment and just started
learning about sending love. You have read my first book so you know
what time I am talking about.
"That's when Sneaky first came onto the scene," Responded Sally
"Ya I think I know when you mean, Interrupted Ed, except that story
was a lot funnier then this one. I'm not complaining now waving his
hand, it's just that I expected something different".
"Me too" answered Sally.
I shrugged my shoulders saying I didn't make the path I just slid
down it. you don't need to hear it. I could see that they were having
a hard time swallowing this story. I don't blame them. They wanted to
believe. It's a good thing that the burden of proof lies with the
disbeliever not with the storyteller.
"There is no proof Sally, Ed. I said, even if you had lived it even
then it still would not prove itself to you". That's just the way it
"If I had been there then that would be proof to me" Answered Sally
"No it wouldn't I answered back it would seem like a dream". Its like
a hit and run and after its hard to tell who hit and who ran. Besides
there is something your not aware of the time deferential on those
ships is different. Its very confusing to the conscious mind and so
it tries to write it off as a dream.
"What do you mean by time being different" Asked Ed
I think it would be better if I finish this part of the story first
then we can go into discussing time that way it wont get to
Everybody agreed so I continued.
It was About 8 or 9 pm at night I suddenly felt very tired. Feeling
that I couldn't hold my eyes open for another minute went to my
bedroom and laid on the bed. I'm sure I was out as soon as I hit the
bed. Where I woke up was a different story. With all the deep and
long meditations I was doing at that time, I had trained myself to
wake up at the first sign of any danger. In other words, I had
instructed my subconscious to wake me fully at any sign of trouble.
This came in very handy, because I woke up on another ship. I woke up
very fast with my adrenalin already pumping. With what I saw I made
an instant decision that I was not somewhere friendly and not with
someone friendly. Sitting up instantly, I must have scared the heck
out of the three aliens. It definitely looked like they were about to
do something to my head. One of them very forcefully said to me to
lie down so they can continue. Not much chance of that, I grabbed him
by the neck a very small neck at that. My hand went all the way
around, He tried with his little fingers to get my grip off but after
many years of dairy farming, I have a steel grip. One of the others
came around the table to help but I had him the same way. The
struggle only lasted seconds before I felt the first neck snap. He
dropped like a rag doll. The other I punched in the head and let go
of his neck at the same time, he flu of his feet and hit the back
wall. When I punched him in the head, I could feel his scull crushing
under my fist. The third one made it to a door or better said an
opening in the wall. I jumped off the table to grab him but missed
and tripped. That was his saving grace. Getting up I ran after him
but felt heavy and slowed by my weight. There were two others coming
down the hallway as he passed them I felt something hit me. For a
second it froze my body and I fell. While getting back up, I saw that
one of the two others had some sort of device in his hand. I decided
that's who was next but just before reaching him I was hit again, and
out cold just long enough to be pushed in a room and have the door
closed behind me. I know it was just minutes because I was not
totally out of it just rather stunned. The room had many people in it
probably anywhere from 10 to 15. All of them seemed out of it and
either lying on the floor or on the floor leaning against a wall. One
was standing. I got up and rushed over to him. He seemed oblivious to
what was happening. I was mad and would have killed every one of
those little bastards if given the chance. I started slapping the one
who was standing and yelling at him to wake up and fight. There was
no reaching him at all. I ran to several other people slapping and
kicking them trying to get them to become conscious and fight but
they where out of it. Some were dressed and others looked like they
had been taken from there beds. I did everything I could to try to
wake them up but to no avail. I started shaking the one that was
standing again, thinking he was my best chance when it seemed like
there was an explosion somewhere on the ship. It was loud and shook
the whole ship. Two seconds later there was another. I ran to the
door and tried to open it by fidgeting with the symbols on the side
of the door. The next second I was in another room of a ship; somehow
I was transported to the ones that had picked me up before. This time
I was standing in the main control room with what ever his name might
be. There were others sitting at control panels. The whole front of
the ship was invisible you could see out as if it was wide open. This
made me very dizzy as it felt like I could have fallen out. I braced
myself on some kind of panel and watched. It seems the ship I had
come from had a whole chunk ripped out of it. All of this was
happening very fast. I got the impression that they were trying to
get others out of the damaged ship but were having some trouble. It
was all over in a matter of seconds. There was another ship
approaching and it had already fired two shots at the damaged ship.
The ship exploded and then there was nothing left...
We seemed to turn and move away from the other ship. The whole wall
where you could see out of the ship turned solid. I was so mad it
felt like I was breathing fire. I made myself very clear, I want to
go home and be put exactly where I was found and I never want to see
you again. OK so I might have said a few more things before sitting
down on the floor and leaning against a wall. The only thing that was
said to me was that they would think you are dead in this time line
and will attempt to go after you in another time line. To be honest I
was not listening I was extremely mad. My anger was mostly covering
up my feelings of helplessness because I have no weapons and no ship
nothing to fight with and don't even know who the good guys are or
who the bad guys are or how the hell I got involved with this. It
would all become clear to me with in two years.
A few days later, I asked sneaky about this but he was not very
forthcoming. All he said was that there are two forces in the
universe. One will stop you and the other will drive you forward the
trick is to use them both to drive you to your goals and beyond.
Frankly, I am not sure what all this was about nor what the purpose
was. The only thing that has come from it is some centers of my mind
are open that perhaps should not have been. Regardless personally my
opinion is that I could have done a better job at this without all
"So what do you think?" I asked Sally and ed.
"Wow that's something else," answered Ed shaking his head
"So what happened to the people on that ship that was blown up" Asked
"Dead, I would think, I answered there was no indication that they
were taken over to the other ship".
"Did you ask" Asked Sally
"No I didn't ask anything at all But I could tell that things had not
gone as planned. Or maybe they had but they wanted it to look like it
I" wonder why responded Sally This is all very confusing, will you be
writing this in your next book she asked".
"Actually, I was thinking of writing it out just as I am telling you
it now" I answered.
"Do you mean that we will be in the book like Nena and Danny?" Asked
"That is the idea so does everything make sense so far".
"Ya I think if you write it as you have explained it so far it is
understandable" responded Ed but I would think that it would raise
many questions. I know I have a lot of them now I just did not want
to interrupt you while you were telling your story. Like why would
they go after you like that"?
Well I had some information that I did not realize I had until later
its all connected to sending love. I'll tell you what it is later and
when I do you will say that you knew it you just seemed to have
What do you think would happen if an entire race of billions of
people worked from their power source? Just think about the
implications, but there is another piece to all of this.
"How do you feel about what you did to those aliens? Don't you think
that there might be some retaliation?" Asked Sally
"I don't think so I think that they were very busy and probably have
their hands full and I think that they think I'm dead. As far as how
I feel about it, I do not know, mixed feelings I guess."
"From reading your last book I did not think you would have that in
you I don't want to upset you but it seems from what you told us that
you where almost doing more then protecting yourself. Its almost like
revenge, is there something you're not telling us? Asked Sally".
Ed was starring at me with anticipation.
I sat silent trying to think of what I should say.
"Are you going to be leaving things out in this book too asked Ed
I stopped talking as some people were coming into the restaurant.
They were going back and forth not able to decide if they should stay
or not. Finally, they sat down, but seemed nervous. Sally gave them a
minute and then went to see what they would like.
Everything is a path that leads to other paths, I answered I think
its best to finish the rest of the story as a whole and then maybe
look down some of the other possibilities and of how all of it might
be connecting. This sending love thing is the connection. That is one
of the reasons why I want to write this book. To try to explain in
some way that sending love can have such an impact on people and the
planet as a whole that I believe some will and are truing to stop it
and some are trying to bring it about and some want it to happen but
in a controlled way.
What do you mean by that some want it to happen but in a controlled
way? Asked Ed
"They want to control it for there own purposes" I answered, as more
and more people start to send love the planet will start to be filled
with love and then also begin radiating love outward that will have
ramifications that go beyond this solar system affecting everyone and
everything just like the sun does. The sun is radiating light we will
be radiating love.
Unless your vibrating with love you won't be able to come hear
anymore then you would be able to land on the sun. It also means that
a lot of civilization would need to change or move. I say this
loosely and in physical terms, but it makes the point".
Did I miss anything; asked Sally they only wanted coffee".
"O' good" answered Ed
So what did I miss"? Asked Sally again.
While you explain it Ed and I will take a bathroom break" I answered
By the time I came back from the washroom the people were already
getting up to leave and Sally came back and sat down.
"What were you doing in there for so long anyway?" asked Sally
Was I in there for a long time? It didn't seem that way to me" I
"Time must be different for Klaus" answered Ed laughing
"So you think that this sending love is so powerful that it will
effect people or aliens on other planets" Asked Sally.
"It appears that way," I answered. I guess it depends what people do
with it. It's like this, I get a lot of email from what some call
world meditations where a lot of people get together around the world
and send a feeling and thoughts of peace like a blanket over the
world. Also, a lot of people talk about the power of love but what
they are missing is actually sending love and also focusing that love
at certain events or people. It's like this if there is a fire and
you have a certain amount of water if you spread it all over the
place it will just evaporate you focus it to certain places to
contain the fire and then when you have it under control you put it
Lets say you have a thousand people once a week meditating and
sending thoughts of peace all over the world you won't get much of a
result but if you train those same people to send love and then focus
them on a target you will see results very fast.
"If there is a war and you want to stop it would you not send love to
the entire country that is at war;" asked Ed
No you would focus on the leaders of both sides because they have the
power to call a seize fire and end the war. By filling them with
love, they will make different decisions. And by focusing on them,
you are creating what you want to achieve. Then as a seize fire
begins you then begin working outwards to the people.
"What about free will asked Ed is it not they're right to do as they
O' good one that's sort of like the sun saying, O' boy maybe I should
not shine today because some people will not like it they want
darkness so I had better not shine. There is sunlight there is air
and water and there is going to be love radiating out. That is the
destiny of this planet. Sending love does not stop you from playing
war games I myself love those games and feel people should be free to
do what brings them joy. Sending love will not turn everyone into
love zombies. If it took away my character, I would dump it as fast
as I could. If someone is doing, things out of hate and fear it will
work to solve that by removing that inner pain and releasing those
trapped fears. If someone or a group of people are doing something
that they really enjoy you will be supporting them in that endeavor
regardless of what it is even if it could kill them that is there
choice and it is there freedom. By you sending them love you are in a
sense giving them strength, health, endurance, energy helping them to
fulfill what truly brings them joy even if it is not to your liking.
Some people think that sending love to someone that did not ask for
it is an evasion of privacy. If that's what you, want to believe
that's fine with me. I'm going to do what I think is right and since
I am the one using my source of power I'll decide my destiny and how
my life will be experienced by me. If you are sending love and for
some reason it is not right you will know right a way. I have had
that happen only once, you can debate it all you want. You have free
will to rage war and I have free will to stop it.
"You had mentioned something in the beginning of your last book about
Tibet" Mentioned Sally.
"Perfect example" I answered
"O' ya you were saying that if the people of Tibet would have had the
knowledge about sending love and did it they could have stopped the
invasion" Responded Ed
"Exactly I answered have you ever really thought about that invasion
and what it was about?
Think about what is there do you think that there are enough
resources there to even pay for the holding army. The point is simple
before the invasion there was thousands of monks chanting, praying,
and turning their prayer wheels while the leader runs away. If you
want to lead people then be prepared to stand with them and die with
them. That I can respect and the people of the world would also have
respected it and even stood up and joined with them, I'll just stop
Live what you preach and stand with it to the end.
"I hate to say this but are you living what you say? Asked Sally You
are rich you don't need to work to make money and so on".
Hold on there what made you think that I am rich," I asked shocked at
what she asked
Well you made a lot of money with the lottery and so you do not need
to worry how to make a living. I would have lots of time to send love
if I did not have to work for a living.
O' I see what your saying. I am not rich I stopped working with the
lottery and went to work with sending love and made my living not
from the lottery nor from selling the book. I decided that to live
what I believed and I have been giving the book away and paying for
it. Putting the book out cost me thousands of dollars and none of it
came from the lottery. I worked for it and sent love to such a point
that I had increased my income considerably so that I needed to only
work a fraction of the time. I did this all by sending love by doing
exactly what I said in my book. Everything I have is from the result
of my sending love. Down the road, there will be some income from the
books but that will be then and will still be a result of my sending
"O' I did not realize that" answered Sally shyly
All I did was send love and then follow the doors that opened and
things just got better and better all the old problems seemed to
slowly go away bit by bit. I can tell you a little about that letter
but I would like to get this story over with.
"OK that sounds good to me," answered Sally.
I read something today about privacy, which made me laugh
Because there really is no such thing, it's nothing more than an
We pick our noses when we think no one is looking but that's not the
Life can be hard and it can be fun but nevertheless
It is precious especially life on this planet at this time
Not everyone can actually come here and there is a tremendous lineup
Of souls wanting to experience life on earth
In other words to be here especially at this time is an honor
Which brings me back to privacy because for every person here
There is at least half a dozen watching us all the time
Learning and growing from our experiences
Some can't come here and others just prefer to learn by watching
Which by the way throws privacy right out the window and the next
time you're picking your nose or doing something you think no one
will know about
We took a short break because the phone had rung and Sally was on it
for a few minutes. After she got of the phone, I continued.
OK So we will go back in time for a bit here, back to after I had
left the farm and was living in Edmonton. Sometime during the mid
1980 s at that time, I was working for a lumber store. Two main
things happened during that time that I had to leave out of the last
book. . Even though both things were happening at the same time, they
are related but the only way I can explain them is to separate them a
bit. After I explain it, you can imagine what it was like for me to
live thru these things and hold down a regular job. Frankly, I am
surprised that I'm still sane enough to write about it. "OK so maybe
that's still up for debate" I said laughing but I wasn't laughing on
the inside. Let me remind you what you believe and what you don't
believe is up to you. An old sorcerer taught me to leave the burden
of proof with the disbeliever.
"Works for me" answered Sally. "Works for me" answered Ed
If you haven't read the first book, I'll rewrite some of what started
it all. Then continue the story with Sally and Ed as they had read
the first book not long before I had arrived at the gas station
restaurant. Also, Sally and Ed are no longer there the gas station
still is. It's about ? of the way from Calgary to Heart Creek and now
has a go-cart track there. It's on the south side of the highway.
Just in case you want to know.
I had spent several months reading a few books and trying to make
a very serious attempt at being happy. I had put a lot of effort
in it, but had zero results. I felt like it was getting worse
rather than better, and the straw that finally broke the camel's
back came one night when I was reading a new book I had just
picked up earlier that day. In this book, the person who wrote it
described meeting some great teacher who taught him various
fascinating things. What really upset me was that this person had
some magical teacher come to him out of the blue and teach him all
he wanted to know, while I have to struggle with my problems on my
own. The other part that upset me was that he told about certain
interesting things that he learned but did not give the
instructions on how to do it. What's the point of telling me these
things without giving me instructions? A waste of paper and a
waste of my time." "My attitude at that time had bottomed out a
bit." I remember it all, really clearly. I felt that the universe
had forgotten about me. I was so frustrated and mad that I threw
the book against the wall, and in my mind, I screamed that if I
didn't get some help right away, tomorrow morning I was going to
take my car to the mountains and drive it over the cliff. I could
feel the anger flowing through my veins. In the long run, I
probably would not have done it but at that moment in my mind, the
decision was made. I figured that as long as I was here the
universe could ignore me, but when I'm no longer here and standing
in front of it, it's going to be a lot more difficult to ignore me
"I don't know how long it was exactly, but I would say that no
more than five minutes after I had screamed those words in my
mind, it started. My inner senses just seemed to spring to life
and I could feel something very big. It was huge and it seemed to
be trying to squeeze itself into my apartment but it was just too
big, and ended up taking up space in the entire apartment block,
and even that was not enough. I really couldn't see anything, nor
hear anything, but I could feel it with my whole being, that's the
only way that I can describe it. I cannot tell you how scared I
was. I do not think I have ever been that scared. I almost peed my
"I had a small but open apartment, and from my bed I could see the
hallway, part of the kitchen, and a large part of my living room,
all the lights were on because I don't like the dark. As soon as
it gets dark, I have always felt like there is something big
standing behind me, watching me. The dark has scared me for as
long as I can remember. So I always keep the lights on, I don't
even like dark corners, who knows what might be lurking in there?
Within a few seconds, the lights started to flash on and off it
was not just lights all at once but individual lights in the light
tracks I had hanging up. It was almost musical. I was literally
shaking with fear. I could feel and sense this presence forming
and all of a sudden, I heard a voice in my head. It said, loudly
and firmly, "You should know better...!"
"And that was it. The lights stopped blinking and whatever it was
left. I was so scared that even though I needed to go to the
washroom really badly, I did not leave my bed until the next
morning. Nor did I sleep in my apartment the next night. The
weird part was there was a strange hush that came over the entire
apartment building and stayed for several weeks. I heard two
other people talking in the laundry room several days later, and
apparently other people in the apartment building had also sensed
something, but could not explain what it was." Now for the part
that I left out.
That night was the beginning of getting what I asked for. It took a
couple of weeks to develop but you might say it started slowly and
then went out of control very fast. You know I have tried to think
back on that night and I have tried to remember exactly what I asked
for but I can't exactly remember, I know I had something in my mind
but I can't seem to remember what it was that got me what I got. It
became an on going nightmare that lasted for 12 years or so. I'm
going to tell you this part in one swing no interruptions.
"OK" answered Ed
Sometime in April of, 1987 I woke up early one morning it was a rough
night of many dreams. All I could remember was that there was some
kind of battle going on. All that remained was pieces. I remember
the morning very clearly nothing could ever wipe it from my memory.
I was totally drained and felt like I had just battled my life away.
I remember slowly getting out of bed in order to get ready to go to
work but as I slipped out of bed, I felt very strange, sort of, as if
I was out of my body or perhaps I could say seemingly separated from
my body. Feeling dizzy and disoriented, I decided to lie down again
for ten minutes or so before getting ready for work.
Before closing my eyes, I noticed that everything seemed rather gray
and pale. I must have drifted off to sleep rather quickly because the
next thing that transpired to my knowledge is that I seemed to be
standing in someone else's body. He was carrying some sticks of wood
in his arms. In some way, it almost felt as if I was carrying these
pieces of wood in my arms but I could tell it was not my body and I
wasn't in control of it. Yet, at the same time it felt like he was
me. The best way to explain this strange phenomenon is that two of us
were in the same body having all the feelings and sensation that go
with it, except that he had control. He/we, we're going along picking
up more pieces of wood, sometimes stopping for a moment to split or
shorten some pieces with a make shift axe that could be described as
medieval. Everything was as real as every day life and extremely
confusing because I could hear his thoughts as mine to the point that
I could hardly tell that they were his thoughts. Some thoughts I
knew were not mine because of what he was thinking. He was married
and according to his thoughts, he was married to the most beautiful
woman in his world. He was also very happy. I wasn't married and
neither was I all that happy. I tried to look around but I couldn't
turn my head nor move my eyes anywhere other than what he was looking
at. What I did see was rolling hills with patches of trees scattered
here and there. Many trees had already lost their leaves and there
was a definite fragrance of fall in the air. I knew this wasn't real
and just a dream. It was as if I was dreaming but fully conscious of
the fact that I was dreaming. It was also more real than any dream I
ever had. I'm not sure why I did not panic all things considered I
should have. I think it was him, he was at peace and happy in a very
simple way. In some way his feelings became mine or perhaps I just
accept them as mine.
His hands and arms their very tanned they looked like they had done
hard work. His hands and arms were very much like mine except
perhaps shorter, or at least so it seemed. It was a very odd feeling
to have hands doing things without my thoughts connected to them yet
I was seeing them through his eyes as if they should have been mine.
He was picking up dry branches that had fallen from the trees. I kept
seeing the ground moving closer and a hand reaching for a stick and
putting it on top of the pile that the other hand was holding. I
could hear his thoughts as if they were mine. Pick, find more wood
and head home for breakfast. Not the word breakfast just an early
morning meal. A small piece of wood or sliver was caught in-between
two fingers, I could feel it but at the same time, I couldn't react.
I tried to close my eyes or his eyes and will myself home back to my
body but I couldn't close my eyes other than when he linked.
Normally I don't pay any attention to when I blink but in this case,
I was not in control, which made it as obvious as having someone
turning the lights on and off. Just when I would see or spot
something through his eyes he would blink or rub his eyes, this was
getting a little annoying and every time I try to will myself home to
my body he would decide that it was time to go home but then at the
last minute he would spot another piece of wood.
What was taking up most of my time was that our thoughts where
mixing. If I thought something then he would think it in his own
terms and then I would think it again as it if our thoughts where
going around in circles. He was also feeling a little out of place
even though he didn't have the words to describe it. Which I suppose
is to be expected considering I was also in his body. I wasn't
nervous or scared but I did have a bad feeling.
All of a sudden, there was a shiver that went up his spine, as he
turned two pieces of wood fell from the pile he had in his arm. He
was looking over a hill and seemed certain to be expecting to see
smoke. Apparently, he had lit the fire before going to get more
wood. It was a very chilly morning and he felt that his wife and son
would have kept the fire going. He had more firewood stored up it
was just a regular morning chore to collect more wood on a daily
bases. He thought that there definitely should be smoke considering
that there was no breeze. Which is something I hadn't noticed.
There was a moment of stillness in his mind, in my mind. In the
moments that followed I became nervous of this dream or he became
nervous, I'm not sure who started it but he became more alarmed and
without picking up the pieces of wood he had dropped moments before,
he began to walk towards some hill he was staring at. At that
moment, I had no idea what would transpire nor that it would affect
the rest of my life. We/he started walking at a slow pace which
became slightly quicker with each step. The closer he got to the hill
the more determined he was that there should be some smoke visible.
By the time we had reached the top of this hill, he had already
dropped several more pieces of wood.
It was difficult to focus and to separate his thoughts from mine
because he had so many thoughts racing into his mind and at the same
time, pushing them away saying everything is fine.
When we reached the top of this hill, I could see a small building
mostly made out of what looked like sod with a few beams of wood here
and there. There was a small fence built partly out of rocks and
branches. There were three horses standing in front of this building
which by now I had gathered was his home but they were not his
horses. The house was no more than perhaps two hundred yards away, he
could clearly see there was no smoke coming from the chimney but it's
the horses that made him anxious. Within seconds, he dropped all the
wood he was carrying and began to run down the hill. As we were
running he was clutching a small makeshift axe in one hand that was
tied to his waist, I only got a short glimpse of it. Ten feet before
the building he stopped, staring at the door and listening. His heart
was racing. He, we only stood there for a few seconds, his heart was
beating a mile a minute, thoughts were racing around his mind. I felt
num almost sick to my stomach. For some reason the thought of a
window came into his mind. I noticed that there were no windows. The
house was mostly made of mud and rocks. A few sticks here and there
poking out of the straw roof. The whole house was barely the size of
a single car garage. Three horses where tied to some rocks lying on
There was what sounded like a muffled scream, the next thing I knew,
he was at the door and was pushing it open very forcefully.
What happened next seemed like it took only seconds but those moments
are forever burnt into my mind. Possibly, but not necessarily
forgivable, but not forgettable. I became lost in what he saw and
what he felt, everything else fell away. At that point, it felt like
I was him there was no distinction.
Ed and Sally where at the edge of their seats I stopped for a moment
to catch my breath and to get hold of my feelings. Talking about this
brought it all back and all the feelings that came with it.
"What happened next is a bit ugly," I said looking at Ed and Sally
but here it goes.
As the door flew open what happened and the feelings that went with
it was like an emotional explosion.
Also by that time what he knew, I knew we had merged together. His
wife was laid on a table, there was someone on top of her and another
was holding her down, there was a third man standing a few steps from
the table laughing and drinking something. I cannot describe what
came up in him as he saw this and I don't think you can imagine it
because there is nothing I have ever felt to compare it to. I had not
noticed it but he already had the axe in his hand. There was a moment
of shock from him and from them but it was in that moment that he
reacted 3 steps forward and the axe went into the back of the man
that was on top of his wife. There was a scream from him at the same
time the man holding her tried to react by going for his knife but he
pulled the axe out of that first mans back and swung it with
precisian right across the throat of the second man there was a burst
of blood. Still holding the axe, he made one circle and threw the axe
at the third man hitting him in the chest he fell backwards with the
axe stuck in his chest. Then without a thought he untied the one arm
of his wife that was tied up and tried to pull her to him. The man on
top of her had rolled off on to the floor he picked up his wife into
his arms she seemed in very bad shape and hardly aware of what was
going on. As he picked her up I think his intentions where to put her
on to a small bed in one corner of the room and that's when I felt
something in him snap because of what he saw. His son was on the
floor with his throat cut. I'll spare you the rest of that by
omitting the details of it. His wife died a few hours later in his
arms. One of the men was still alive by this time he died later
slowly but not before telling me who they were, where they came from
and who their families were.
Sometime later, I came out of this dream like state but I was totaly
exhausted and emotionally drained. It was not like watching a movie
because I was him I felt everything and even after I came out of this
it felt like I still was him and it felt like it just happened to me
at that moment in my life. I don't know how to explain it other than
say there was no distinction between his life and mine.
I could see Ed wanted to ask something but did not know what to say
tears where rolling down Sally's face.
"I'll explain it to you I said it will make sense at the end".
I stretched a bit and tried to discharge my emotions. Ed just nodded
his head; I don't think that Sally wanted to hear much more so I cut
it short and left out the gory parts.
So, let me explain it this way over the next 12 years 4 to 5 nights a
week in my dreams I would become him and live his life and no matter
what I did I could not shut it down. This was exhausting and almost
maddening. In his life I was a fish out of water and coming back in
the mornings to my life did not feel much better over time I became
so use to it that it was just a part of my life I was him. There was
a big difference between his life and mine. I smoked 25 cigarettes a
day and that was just above his average killing for a day.
In those 12 years I was with him, he passed thru approximately 25 to
30 years. The first thing that happened was he set out to kill the
entire family tree of those three men. He did this meticulously each
time getting more information and learning to fight. He was brutal,
children, women, old young nothing mattered. Eventually a group of
very vicious men formed around him that group of men became an army.
There are many things that came in-between and over time, he did
soften a bit a very little bit. Never the less in the 12 years I was
with him, I accomplished nothing at all; while in that time he formed
an empire that stretched across Europe.
I saw so much fighting, killing, blood and some really undesirable
ugly stuff that it goes beyond words. There where people so afraid of
his armies that they would kill themselves in the battlefield just
not to have to face his men. I think that says it all. Eventually he
did die, as we all will some time. Now I don't know exactly why this
all came about but there was some things that did happen as a result
of it. To a certain extent, I became him and in some ways, he became
me. I think that he was having dreams of my life, which was troubling
him for years. The irony of it was that my life was as ugly to him as
his was to me. I believe from what I have gathered he saw me as a
coward who let people push him around and who worked for someone else
for meager pay and so on. Well in 1999, I would almost have made him
proud but in the end, I did not follow thru with it and so I will let
that part of the story die.
The other thing that came from this was some knowledge of energy
spots or power spots or what some call energy vortexes. He used these
energy spots on a regular basis when fighting a battle and would do
everything possible to fight the battle over these energy spots. An
old sorcerer in the hills showed this to him and taught it to him and
olsow to me at the same time, over a period of time. It was his work
with those vortexes that I ended up in his life and he in mine. The
energy in these vortexes gave him a huge advantage. The rumor was
like this he would take 10,000 men, fight an army of 40,000 men, and
win with few casualties. The survivors of the 40,000 men would say
that they saw that they where fighting 50,000 to 60,000 men but there
where only 10,000 men.
Unfortunately, he saw only one purpose for these vortexes and or
energy spots but I saw something else. If he had not mess around with
those vortexes, I would not have been dragged into his time line,
into his life and I would not have understood what makes sending love
so powerful and so dangerous for some that they would do anything to
stop people from knowing about it.
But this is not all of it. I'm not going into it all but because of
these vortexes I came in contact with another self of mine and he
made this one look like a candy ass. I will explain that later.
Reach for the light
I find it amazing how our lives resemble trees
We stretch out trying to reach the light and touch the sun
But our roots go deep and are entangled in the
Past, future, present, past lives and of course each other
It seems that we keep on going around in circles
Continually facing our fears, hate, angers
Until we manage to turn them into Love
I decided I needed a break and it seemed that Sally and Ed needed it
also. So, I told them that I'm going for a short walk and give Roody
some exercise. I figured that Ed and Sally needed some time to absorb
While I was outside walking around and playing with Roody, I thought
about what I had told Sally and Ed and if I should be telling what I
had so far. I was leaving some things out and I had changed part of
the story. I worry about what I write and how it will affect others.
For a long time now, all I wanted was to live on a sailboat and be a
treasure hunter. Not for the gold or the money but for the wonder of
it, wondering how the stuff got there and who made it and so on.
Maybe once all this is over and I have finished my books then I can
live that dream, but then I remembered why I had that dream. It was
to get away from all of this and all the things that happened.
Walking back to the restaurant, I made a wish. I wished to have some
of that wonder back some of the wonder I had as a kid before
everything else happened. But then I realized that all of this
started when I was a kid.
As Roody and I came back in the restaurant Sally was just refilling
the bowl of water for Roody where he had been laying before we went
for a walk.
"I thought that he might want some fresh water after his walk" said
Roody lapped up most of the water and then proceeded to continue his
As I sat back, down on my stool Ed asked me if I wanted anything. I
said some pop or something would be fine.
Sally was petting Roody and having a one-way conversation with him.
As Ed placed a glass of pop in front of me he remarked, that I had a
troubled look on my face. I just nodded my head, and said that I was
just tired of it all and wanted to finish writing it out and be done
with it all and preferably have people just leave me alone. But none
of that will happen it will never end as soon as I figure out one
thing and write it another thing comes up and the whole thing just
starts all over again. And then there's the fear of being totally
insane and not even knowing it and worst of all I could be leading
others down the path of my insanity. In one way, I know I am doing
the right thing but sometimes I just worry. You can't help but worry
even if you cared only a little you would worry to. Sometimes the
emotions of what if just hit me. At one time I use to wonder why me
from all the people why me? Then I was shown why me. That was a
shock. But at the same time, I already knew it; I just did not want
to accept it.
"What do you mean" Asked Sally
I looked at Ed because I had the feeling he already put it together.
Well Ed", I said
Ed looked at Sally and then said. "I think that somewhere past,
future, past life or probable life whatever he is somehow at least in
part responsible for the reason that people have forgotten about the
power we have and how to use it".
Sally looked at me with something of an I am sorry look and asked "Is
"Well would it not make sense? I answered and continued with I think
we will leave it at that I would prefer it that way. I mean its
rather a pile of shit isn't it on one end I have a self killing
people by the thousands and using the vortexes to empower his armies.
, On the other end I have a self who is working to keep millions of
people enslaved, I don't even care what the reasons are, and God only
knows how many more similar ones of myself doing the same thing.
We sat in silence for some time. Then I went about explaining how
things work as far as past selves, probable selves and so on. What we
discussed is what is written in the beginning of this book under the
heading (A few words before we start).
Closing time came for the restaurant and I gave them some time to
lock up and shut down the kitchen at which point Sally had remarked
that she has never seen the restaurant so quiet. Just another one of
those coincidences, Na I think not.
It took them about a half an hour to close up and clean up. After it
was all done, I realized that I should have maybe offered to help but
I had been in deep thought and in some way felt like a burden had
been lifted off my shoulders. Now as I write this, I feel the same
way. There's one more piece left though and its this little piece
that it was all about. It's this piece of knowledge that is causing
such an uproar in places and worlds that most people only fantasize
about existing. Some are excited and some are afraid for there very
existence but only because they don't understand what's going to
happen. Its one thing for people to know about it and another for
them to use it, it will happen regardless of what is dun to stop it.
The prophecy is in hand and it will be no matter what. The meek will
inherit the earth and the skies the galaxies and universes. What
people misunderstood was that it was thought to mean that the meek of
the earth would inherit this but it is all the people of earth that
will inherit this. What follows is the key as to how and why. You
will see what I am saying shortly and you will most likely see more
then just the beginnings of it in your lifetime.
Ed and Sally sat down after closing up and proceeded to bombard me
with questions but I was not that forth coming. I prefer that people
come up with there own answers. Most of the questions that come up
while you read this book can be easily answered if you just step back
a bit and seriously look at it.
You can tell when you have understood something because it will feel
like you have remembered it sort of like saying O' I know that, I
just did not see it. As you read that last piece here you will feel
like O' you know it all along but just did not remember.
"So here is the rest of it the part that is really important," I said
to Ed and Sally the fact that I'm here talking to you and that you
are planning to go and live right at several large energy centers is
quite the coincidence or is it? I asked smiling.
So lets take a look at these vortexes there is something very special
about them. I said and continued. The thing about these vortexes is
that they are timeless space in-between all the worlds in other words
these vortexes are sort of doorways to anywhere in the universe and
galaxies and best of all they are sort of doorways to all the
probable worlds. Because we live in a framework of time we see things
as past present and future and most people will in some way believe
in past lives but in timeless space of existence all this happens at
the same moment and it is the elusion of time that makes it look like
one thing happens after another. So if you understood how to work
those vortexes you could send a space ship in and come out at the
edge of this universe instantly and could then fly around there
looking at everything. Now this is where it gets tricky because you
could in fact go back into the vortexes and come back here just
minutes after you had left even though you spent weeks traveling
around at that other place. It sounds like you are traveling back in
time but you are just going thru a doorway and you are just choosing
the doorway that opens at a place in time where you had just left. Do
you see it?
"I think so" answered Ed, "totally" answered Sally that answers many
"I think I get it answered ed so you could travel to another planet
instantly and then come back the same way, the hard part I think
would be finding the right doorway to the right probable world you
"Bingo I answered but that's not where the magic is". I said excited
that they could accept the probability of this being correct.
"It makes perfect sense because everything in the universe must be
connected and so would have the connection points," answered Sally
That's right everything everywhere is connected thru these energy
centers and there are billions upon billions of them all different
sizes and shapes they can be as small as a pin head and as large as
and larger then planets. There is much more to them and they are very
fascinating but we are mostly interested in one thing. So now, we
come to the fun part. If you could throw an apple into one just as an
example of course, what you will get is not one apple coming out of
the other end what you will have is one apple coming out of every
vortex big enough to support that size. OK this will get some what
confusing, See its like this those vortexes are timeless so in a
sense they are everywhere at once. You can't just throw in an apple
but if you know how to do it there would be an apple coming out of
everyone of them. If you know, how you could also send in an apple
and have it come out only one opening.
"I am having a hard time with this part," answered Ed.
I know that it is difficult to understand but science has already
discovered that certain particles can be at different places at the
same time. It like this if you can live different lifetimes then if
you remove time then all those lifetimes are being lived all at the
same time that means you are in more then one place at a time.
"I can sort of see it but it's hard to totally grasp," answered Sally
and Ed was nodding his head.
"It does make sense but it is hard to fully understand," answered Ed.
I agree it took me a long time to get it myself but if you think
about it in time, it starts to make sense. Let me give you some more
on it. There are already scientists working on this as far as
creating energy from those vortexes and it is done in the same way by
sending in energy and trying to control where it comes out. The way
the project works is that you send energy into one and then have it
come out in lets just say 10 different vortexes because it will come
out in the same amount you sent in; but in ten locations so in affect
you have ten times the energy you sent in. They have had a lot of
success with it but the problem was and still is, is controlling
where it comes out because if it comes out somewhere where you do not
have something to recapture the energy you have a live wire dangling
in mid air that's just a metaphor it's a lot more serious then that.
So now comes the biggy. So you have come to understand what power we
have when it comes to what we for now call sending love for lack of
better word for it.
"O' yes answered Sally.
Ok then so if you sending love can have an affect to your life and
also affect what happens to others and to the world as a hole. Then
what would happen if I where to tell you that for some reason if you
send love into those energy centers it automatically comes out at
everyone of them all over the place. Listen I'm saying everywhere
here and at every planet in all the galaxies and everywhere on this
planet and on all the probable worlds it comes out at the same level
you send it in at, it comes out at the same amount at all of them at
the same time same moment. Think about the implications. The meek
will inherit the earth. Well there was a piece left out the meek will
inherit everything, and for one reason and one reason only because
the power that created all life flows thru us and can be directed to
where ever we want. This it the part that others wanted to stop so
desperately because they do not understand this thing we call love
and think that people will rule the worlds and galaxies and so
control them but that's not the way love works. You can go to the
farthest regions of the galaxies and to some whatever populated
planet and there you will find prophesies of a people who come from
nowhere and will change the face of all that was created. Everywhere
you go you will find these prophesies some feel joy and some feel it
will be there destruction. You know how things can get turned around
to some what will become their joy can be seen as thier death.
Telling you what power lies in you the power that you have sitting in
you ready to go to work for you to create heaven on earth and
everywhere else is the most dangerous thing you can imagine telling
you how to do it with the vortexes has meant a death sentence in the
past for many.
Let me explain it to you this way. I do not know the exact number of
vortexes on this planet but lets just say it is one million. What
that means is that if you send love every day and also send that love
into the vortex's just once it will come out at a million different
places all over the world, That's a million times what you sent out.
Listen when I was first shown this I fell off my chair but I had
already studied these vortexes and had done some things with them. In
my first book, I talk about how I traveled into the future and got
the sports lottery results what I did not tell you was that I was
also using one of those vortexes to do that. Therefore, I understood
what those vortexes were capable of and when I was given this piece
of information then the whole thing came together.
Now think about this do you really believe that god made you in his
likeness and did not give you a connection to his creative power to
create beauty and love wherever we go. What did you think was meant
when he created man onto his likeness did you think that meant looks?
Get real! It means you have the infinite spark of life and love in
you waiting to be released.
Some of you will wonder why it was hidden from you and why anyone
would want to try to stop it if that is what you think then you need
to wake up to what is going on around you. Why would those in power
and those that have control, why would they want you to find out that
you are in control you have the power in you? This is not something
they would want. Their way of life will end but before that happens,
they will fight to the end to stop it. Tell me honestly that the wars
you have fought and died in were for the goodness of the people or
just for the vanity and power of a few. Do those few really want you
have the power to stand up and say no to their ways. Do you think
that someone on other planets that hunger for power would want you to
have the power to change there ways of life whether it kills and
enslaves millions of lives. It is nothing to them that is what they
know and want. There are also many planets with beings of a different
nature on them that want this to happen and have given their lives to
protect this earth and the people on it otherwise we would not be
here. Love does not control another but it has the power to stop the
control of another.
I will say this in not such a nice way but if you cant even see the
possibility that what I have told you is a possibility of the truth
then you really are asleep and are wasting my time and millions of
peoples lives who have given their lives protecting you so you could
fulfill the prophesies. There are other beings out there who are
finding that they also have these abilities but it seems that humans
have the greatest ability in the regard to sending and releasing
love. This is rather ironic considering mankind has been slaves for a
long time and several times have been bred like cattle to be slaves.
But it seems that is how the creator works, for in the end it is the
meek who will inherit the earth. For all that was done to humans they
did not realize that they were creating a super race of beings that
would transform all that was created. Humans have been mutilated so
bad that many wars have been fought just for entertainment like a
chessboard. I know this is hard to take but all the evidence is there
for you to see all you need to do is look at it. Some of you who
believe that aliens have been coming here especially now, can you see
why we are getting so much attention and the prophets told you of a
great destruction but it did not happen. What was not told was that
others where trying to destroy us in order to destroy the prophecy, a
prophecy that is told in endless forms in endless worlds. Some of
what you would call aliens have taken genetic samples and other
things from humans in order to reinstall the ability to work with
love in their race of people and are having some success. However, it
is we humans who are the masters at it.
Now one more thing you might wonder why me that is an easy one. In
other probabilities, I was working on the other side working very
hard at stopping this information from getting out and I was very
successful at it. When I first found out how dark, my dark side is I
wanted to end my life. Your imagination cannot know how far that part
of me has gone to stop this and to what price and cost. He is not
alone of course but a part of it a large part of it. It is as
unimaginable as it is bearable. In time, I understood why and how and
by that time, he had almost turned me with him. Almost, so you can
see its sort of fitting that I write this. Depending whether or not
you can get the drift of this will depend on which prophecy will rule
the next 2000 years.
At this time I canot give you exact instructions. If you have the
will you will discover it. It's your destiny.
You can send love into any of these vortexes just pick the one that
feels best, and all you need to do is add your intent that it should
come out everywhere. That is all no effort at all. I know it sounds
to easy, yes it does, I did not make up the rules I just found them.
The more you look at all of this the more you can see that it was all
set up. Regardless it works. The rest will come to you; somehow, it
will be shown to you. It would take a whole book just on the
instructions for them to be detailed out. The information is in you
and will come to the surface as you start; it is like a capsual and
as soon as people start to think about it and do something with it it
begins to open. There are also many other things that can be done
with those vortexes.
Now many people have asked me about other things like praying. Of
course praying will work, what do you think is happening while you
are praying. Your heart opens and you send love. See that is the nice
thing about sending love you can add it to almost every thing you do.
If you love to pray for something then why not add sending love to
it. Now if you pray in a form that does not open your heart and
release love then there will be no results its that simple. It does
not matter what religion you have or practice or what other things
you enjoy just add opening and sending love to it and you will see a
big difference to it. So you can dance around the fire under the moon
like my wife does with her friends and as long as you open and send
love while your doing this it will work for you like never before.
The meek will inherit the earth and now you know how and why.
All my love Klaus
Warrior fighter of broken dreams
He will not slay the dragon
Faces his strength with love
Eye thru eye they combine their strength
And repair the broken dreams
United they become one
The dragons fire
The warriors love
Make our dreams beautiful
And unlocks the secrets to the
When I was younger, most of if not all of my time was spent with the trees
on the far side of the lake. Where no one ever went but me, they said that
part of this great forest was haunted. I saw only love as I drew my sword
and spent my entire day's sword fighting with these beautiful Trees. My
only true friends. They taught me to fight and defense with out harm. To
stand for what no one else would. To believe in what others only laughed
at. The days went by so beautifully as my pain of loneliness was never in
sight there. One day my bags where packed for me and shortly I arrived
without my consent on the other side of the world. Here the Trees did not
understand what I was trying to do. They where different, younger and
without that ancient wisdom. My heart broke, my tears flowed for years. As
I became older and taught some Trees here what I learned from the old ones.
My heart began to heal. Now thirty-four years later I have heard from those
that make no sound, speak no language that they are dying by the thousands.
They have chosen to leave. Will there be time to see them again? Probably
not for I have other duties to attend to. What a fool I have been to think
that they would be there forever.
So I feel, as a piece of my heart dies with them.
Klaus J Joehle
What we have forgotten is to create with love
Our egos, thoughts, fears or beliefs,
But with Love
Or perhaps better said
I had forgotten
Klaus J Joehle
These instructions are going to be short and simple. In fact, to
simple for the journey, you are going to undertake. If you take this
journey threw the power of love like I have explained to you in as
sending love you will be safe and it will be a journey of self
discovery, Of Joy of self empowerment. You will feel as if you have
come home but in fact you will just come to the knowing that you had
never left home only shut down the flow of the creator and of love
and joy. This journey will be different for everyone and even those
that go together will discover treasures different from others, for
the wonders of the creator are endless. Each must take that journey
in there own way un-judged by another and un-led by another. You
cannot follow the leader but each of you must follow your own joy un-
led by another. So as you can see I nor anyone else can give you a
road map to follow. Some will try, follow them not, follow your own
joy and by that you will follow the creator in you of you and that
you are. You can speak of the treasures you find there but leave
others to find their own. There can be no gold on an island but 10
people can find treasure there. One will find it in the sand another
will find it sleeping under a palm tree another in the worm waters.
There can be no map, but instead I will tell you that the island is
there and how you will find the map in you. Your map your joy your
love and your creator in what ever form he she may appear to you.
Would you accept any thing less? Just as we, each experience the flow
of sending love differently so you will experience what is to follow
each to his or here own.
This is one of many ways to interact with the energy centers or
vortexes. They come in all sizes and shapes the trick is not
necessary to go after the biggest one but the ones that resonate with
you. These energy centers are everywhere and you do not need to be
nexst to them. Physically you could be a thousand miles away from
them and still interact with them as if you are there and at times it
can even work better if you are not physically right there. You will
know what is right for you because you will feel it and you will
sense that they are reacting to you and opening as a flower opens to
the sun. Also, your heart will also open in the same way. As you
interact with them with your heart, you can feel many things like a
feeling of going home or an inner connection as if you have found an
old friend. Its simple, if it feels good then you are working with
the right one, if its not giving you joy then leave it use the
feeling of joy to guide you.
How to find them!
Again this is just one of a thousand ways. While opening your heart
imagine you are an eagle, the love coming from you is creating wings
a thousand feet across. Just see yourself gliding across places where
you are looking passing throw buildings trees and so on then just let
your self feel the energy centers like a feather brushing along your
wings. You can just go from one to the next until you find the one
that feels right for you. Now if you want you can send love into it
and with your intend you can direct it to come out in thousands of
those energy centers all over the world and any where you want. The
rest of what you can do will come to you in the form of intuition and
ideas of fun. As I said, the journey will be different for everyone.
Only as a suggestion, it would still be best for you to send love
into your life as a priority and do this, as it feels fun and
interesting for you. You do not need to be in a deep state of mind
for this a simple daydream will suffice very nicely.
All I can say is if you follow what gives you joy you will be
following your highest good.
All my love Klaus
It is my strong suggestion that you read a book called "Think and
Grow Rich" by Napoleon Hill written in 1960; yes it is about money
but if you look and read it carefully you will see that the
principals will apply to all things, Love, Peace, Money and so on.
Put the principles of sending love together with Napoleon Hills
principles together and you have an unstoppable winning combination.
For the law of the universe is simple; if you can imagine it then so
can it be, and if you are determined for what makes your heart sing
then so it will be.
My books I give away happily as my part. Although costly in time and
money, it is a labor of love. If this book is of value to you then
see if there is something you would like to do, there are many
options you can choose. You could donate time or money; even one
dollar helps to cover some of the costs. Another option is you can
tell your friends; that would help in cutting down my advertising
costs. You could if you are so inclined; write an article on the
books and where to get them and submit it to a local new age
magazine; or even take out a small ad in one of the magazines.
The more people see this information and put it to work for them the
better it gets, not just for them; but also for every one around
them. This was my gift to you what you do now is up to you. It is
your life and your world.
Choose that with brings you joy.
All my love to you
Klaus J Joehle
Just a Thought
A thought positive
A feeling wanted
May be fed by others but
Can only be created thru you
Focus on those thoughts
And they will soon become your reality...
Face them without fear
Believe in what you know inside yourself
And those thoughts, feelings
Will pass with the softness of a feather
Untouched and Uncaptured
Your thoughts and beliefs from the heart is all that will be left...
Leaving your heart open
To the positive
Thoughts and Feelings
Author's site: http://www.livingonlove.com
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