His Universe Rocks

7.21.04

 

 

Surprised I was, to awaken on this day,

remembering I had spent time with my paternal grandfather,

in my sleep.

If seemed to me that we met in some space

between sleeping and waking.

 

He was sweet. I had always dearly loved him.

Most of our lives we were separated,

as he lived in New Jersey

and I had moved to California.

Each summer, growing up,

our family would drive to the East coast

for the summer,

to visit both sets of grandparents.

 

He was a deeply religious man, a Christian.

Since I was a baby,

he was a kind, quiet, short and stout man,

who had snow white hair

and loved to chuckle.

In this regard,

he almost reminded me of Santa Claus.

 

I learned later in life that his name was in

THE WHO’S WHO OF ENGINEERING,

as he had designed the air conditioning for

The Holland Tunnel in New York,

had worked on Earth to Flight Telecommunications

for The Mercury Space Project,

and had written 4 or 5 books

on subjects such as blast furnaces

and the Transatlantic Cables.

 

He had retired 3 times

the last place he worked, and I have heard

he was asked back twice,

as no one else knew what he did.

 

I guess it was all Top Secret.

During one summer visit,

he was suddenly called off to Texas,

and didn’t talk about it.

 

His name was Joel Lee Larew.

With the best of my memory,

I would like to share his story...

expressed through

“Sleep to Earth Telecommunications.”

 

So here follows my grandfather’s speech:

 

“The New Mind is Illogical.

One needs to still The Old Mind

and allow This New One to function.

 

The Old Mind may have Theories

about The New Mind,

but basically it is a Let Go.

It is a Connection with Existence.

 

Those who embrace The New Mind,

The New Way of Thinking,

will move into The New World.

 

The Grandfather Has Spoken.”

 

As he shared all this with me,

there were mathematical formulas

and charts.

 

Getting out of bed,

I made a pot of coffee, thinking about this.

Stunned,

and staring at the coffee pot,

more was said to me.

He seemed to be continuing our conversation.

 

I stepped outdoors to drink

my coffee,

and chat with him,

in an inner dialogue.

 

Not being versed in Science,

I hope I have understood what he was

trying to say.

It appears that the scientific terms

are being used as examples.

So here follows the conversation,

which I find quite interesting:

 

“Several of the stories you have written have come

from my name.

No one knows How.

It is simply A Matter of Doing.

 

You remember I enjoyed ice cream.

Well, it is all like that.

Enjoyment.

 

Do what you LIKE

and only good comes of it.

 

The Human Subconscious

has been Restored

by many who are in

The Process Of Mind Transformation.

 

These are akin to Scientists,

Specialists of every nature

are involved in Nuclear Fusion/Fission.

Minds are Exploding.

 

They take their positives

to attract negatives.

As they attach,

these negatives become exploded.

In that process,

the positive become weak.

After an explosion,

the positive strengthens again,

and takes on New Qualities.

It’s richer, more diverse,” he explained.

 

“Is there not another way?

Is there not some way to Grow

without attracting negatives?” I asked him.

 

“If you reach a Point of Saturation,

or Critical Mass,” he continued.

“By this I mean your Psyche,

your mind,

has absorbed so much Pure Light

that your normal mental faculties

automatically operate THERE.

Then the mind

reaches a point where

IT SEES DIFFERENTLY.

NOT JUST A POSITIVE INSIGHT

OR POSITIVE THOUGHT,

but yet another kind of vision.

 

This vision is of A MYSTIC.

 

Science has Mystics.

Spiritual groups develop Mystics.

Mystics Abound.

 

Mind Becomes Mystic.

 

Either mind can be Blown

through Intelligence...

by that I mean So Full Of Information,

It Blows Itself Up...

 

or Through Deep Meditative Relaxation.

One slips out of the mind entirely,

into Clear Space.

 

The New World Is Happening Now.

The New World

is a world Mystics Create.

 

It’s a world of Genius and Laughter.

The laughter comes automatically.

Have you ever noticed how funny

things are?

 

The Genius is So Far Out There,

His Universe Rocks.”

 

I thanked him for sharing with me

secrets

of Inner Science

and Keys to Transformation.

 

He said he’d enjoy

hearing some Rag Time music!

I will definitely

order that!

  

 

copyright Anupama Deanne Kallman AHA! STORIES

You are listening to Search Light Rag (1907) John Cowles

Rag Time Midis

 

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