Make IT Real! by Sander R.B.E. Beals (good books to read for young adults TXT) 📕

There was a nice anecdote after that weird day, because two years later I thought about having lost my wedding ring. I wanted to buy a new one, so as to have it noted that I was married. Not that women flew around my neck if I didn't wear it, but still...

That very week, an envelope dropped into the mail slot: the lady whose yard I'd parked in back then had found my wedding ring amidst the long grass, and had realized that must have belonged to that weird guy she met on her doorstep two years before. She brought it to the police, and they gave her our address, so she could return it to us. Rest assured we sent her a nice thank you, along with a hefty gift certificate!

This doesn't have much to do with the main story, but it does paint the circumstances that led to my getting divorced five years ago. Things just weren't working with me being manic every now and then. And getting involved with a New Age website also may have sealed my fate: no longer was I content to just sit there mindlessly every night to work on my daily intake of mass media. Instead, since wide band Internet could now also be gotten at home, I spent it reading and watching anything I could wrap my neural net around. I learned that those who think alike are almost never to be found in ones immediate surroundings, but found friends all over the globe instead. And the weird thing was that the things they taught me turned out to be just what I was experiencing as well: that every new encounter seems to lead into a direction that promises even more!

Last year I encountered Nassim Haramein, a brilliant scientist. His dedicated team works from Hawaii, and runs the site at http://www.theresonanceproject.org/ , which is basically just the outlet for Nassim's theories. I'm not going to try and explain it all here, because Nassim normally takes about eight hours to explain the lot to his audience. I just want to focus on the one theme that named his DVD set:

“Crossing the Event Horizon”. Basically, the event horizon is the boundary layer of a system. Crossing was what I'd been trying to do when I ended up manic. Examples of crossing the event horizon are a sperm cell entering a female egg cell, or a baby emerging from its mother's womb. Falling into a black hole would count too, but that is not relevant to the path I want to lead you on here....(yet ;-).

Let's start this journey of discovery at the moment of ultimate love, the physical act of conception: We know about the general idea of sperm meets egg, and about the chemistry involved, but what actually starts off the whole cycle of new life? To this day, scientists are unable to explain in proper detail just how the process of unwinding and recombining DNA takes place. But we'll get to that yet.

Let's just say for now the first cell division has passed, and so the DNA is already mixed, and set up for embryonic growth. This next segment is a story told by Nassim, but since I can hardly explain my ideas without first making you understand some of his, I'm sure he won't mind. After all, we're both in the business of furthering human knowledge:

Suppose you could insert a micro-miniature video camera in a pregnant woman's womb. During the next nine months, you'd be able to see this fetus grow, and would probably, based on its movements, heartbeat, sounds etc. see it as being alive. You'd be able to see it react to mommy listening to music, or taking a nice long hot bath. You'd be able to see that within its environment, baby seems to have everything it needs, even if we are not sure where it all came from.

However, days are numbered: after about forty weeks, the environment gets real upset, and the upheaval results in baby disappearing into an event horizon of sorts, leaving behind an empty womb. The observers of the camera's video signal wonder where it went, and if it still exists, not knowing about the outside world.

Camera viewpoint change: Outside, the dreadful ending just now depicted is seen through much more joyful eyes. Mommy is lying on the bed in a somewhat awkward position, but she perseveres because she knows something big is about to happen. Big and tiny at the same time, the little baby is born, and its life 'begins' as we say. Needless to say of course, that it already lived at least nine months....

Just as soon as the umbilical cord is cut, baby immediately latches onto the two most important reference points for now: Mommy and Daddy. Even though it is business as usual where being cared for is concerned, baby now has far more playing room, and numerous more entities to play with. As it grows, the child learns to handle the environment by referencing both its own knowledge, and that of others. Lots to tell about this, but numerous books tackle this subject, so no need for me to weave an entire story around it.

Let us instead just fast forward to the next event horizon, at least where Life is concerned. Of course there are levels in between, like going to school, starting to work, and being retired, but all these happen within the same physical system, and so are more minor events. No, the next event horizon is reached when you figure life here is just about done.

Depending on the number of references you acquired during your lifetime, and whether they are to realistic or spiritualistic 'facts', you may or may not be properly prepared for the transition. But the end result is the same as in the womb scenario: by the time it is over, your environment no longer shows physical evidence of you alive, except in the memories of those that knew you.

Still, the question remains: if it is so much like the birthing scenario, may we deduce that after a camera change, we run into some new arrival party on the spiritual side, like the parents welcomed the baby before?

And if that is so, may we also deduce that like the expansion of playing space at birth, death may very well mean a new expansion into an even larger playground?

Analog to the womb situation, we can conclude that signals can and do filter through from the outside. Like babies pick up their mothers heartbeat and the music she plays for them, we humans pick up signals from outside just the same. And we don't even need other people to do it for us, because everyone can do it. Most of us do it subconsciously, though.

But let's get back to our event horizon theme: We could go on ad infinitum, but Nature has shown that a trinity is the first, most stable configuration. So, with the Womb, World and Spiritual Realms in place, could we create a stable trinity?

I say we can. Remember the loose ends we left untied at the point of conception? Now we can figure out that there are similar loose ends at the end of the Spiritual Realm. If we tie these together, then the last environment has an event horizon into the first one, and we've come full-circle. Notice here, that conception is no longer the act of two cells combining to form a new being: instead it is a combination of three strands, one for each of the parents, and one for the newborn, who arrived from the spiritual realm. Two parts physical matter, one part pure energy: M,M,E = Me! (no, not me, but all of you, me included!)

I can see you get to the deduction that in that case, reincarnation is a given, since we seem to be cycling until we no longer need or want to.

But now that you seem to have wrapped your mind around this idea, let me try to confuse you even further: I'd like to talk about time, and how it is a non-existent concept, an arbitrary division of Now. But since the concept has been around for at least two thousand years, and we've diligently subscribed to its attributes, we have become somewhat deformed in that we see past different from future, with now only being the very narrow line of demarcation between them. But of course the very concept of time beckons the question: Is time travel possible? My answer is no and yes: no in the sense that time is an illusion, so you can't travel it. But yes in the sense that it is very possible to jump from one Now to another: just try this, and think back to some significant event from your past. Where are you now? Most people will agree with me that they are there in the past, their being is no longer in the now that the clock indicates! So yes, time travel is possible.

To illustrate the fluidity of the whole concept, an anecdote from my past: Around age fifteen, I was playing in the schoolyard during lunchtime. It was separated from the street by a low wall, with a slanted top. We kids were taking turns running towards it, jumping on, balancing on the edge a while, and then jumping back off. Feeling particularly daring that day, I ran at it, intending to jump right over into the street. It wasn't a busy street, so it seemed OK. I ran, jumped, and caught my foot behind the wall! At that very moment, time stood still! I noticed my foot catching, realized I'd fall flat on my face if nothing was done Now! Looked right to see a car approaching, intending to flatten me some more. Looked across the street, noticing a small gap between two parked cars. Arched my back, did a perfect roll on the pavement, and stood up in between the two parked cars, as the other car went past my back. Perfect landing, and all in about point seventeen seconds!

But back to our event horizon theme: As there is only an illusion of time in the physical world, there will probably be no concept of time in the spiritual realm. And if we notice we're making circles that include the no-time of the spiritual world, can anything be said about when the next incarnation occurs in our 3D world? It's all Now anyway, so my previous incarnation 'before' this one might have been that of an android in the technically advanced era of 4444AD, if they then still use time, that is......

Monday, March 8th, 2010, 17:42

Last weekend my parents came visiting from their home down south. Unlike the standard visit, this time my daughters were away on a shopping trip to Germany, or so I thought. To kill some time, dad decided to go visit my uncle and aunt, who are even older than my parents, and live in a nearby village. I had seen them only once is the past twenty-two years, so I went along for the ride, naturally.

My uncle and aunt looked old, worn down even. Well into their eighties, that of course was not a total surprise. What was a surprise, was that they were going to move to another apartment soon, and my uncle mentioned having something to get rid of, which he thought was too valuable to toss into the recycling bin: apparently, he had a box in the attic, that contained dozens of poems which my grandfather from mother's side wrote during his lifetime. Since I've always considered myself to have acquired his knack for linguistic art, I definitely was more than intrigued. Talk about being in the right place at the right time.....

I got to take the box home because