Through the Third Eye: Book 1 Third Eye Trilogy

Episode 12: A Host of Famous Ones

Clay stretched his arms and rolled his head to stretch his neck. "Move to the door that takes you to the next life of a historically known person. What do you see? Where are you? Are you there, now?"

"Yes. My name is Kong Fudza. I am known as Master Kong. I am a writer, a teacher. No, a philosopher. Yes, a teacher and a philosopher, but only for the last years. I have done so many different things in my life. But now I just teach others."

"What year is it?" Clay asked. "How old are you and where are you?"

"It is 460. No, 480 — 486 BC. I am sixty-five years old. I live in a town in a province in the East. Lu, Lu Qu Fu, east of the mountain. Tai Hang Mountain. It is cold now, very cold; but it is beautiful and I am peaceful. It has not been so peaceful in the past."

"Tell me about your past. Return to your younger days."

There was a hesitation, and Shali gave her a shot of micro-pulse to the Third Eye.

"No, my childhood was difficult. My mother was a young girl when I was born and my father was an old man, and they never married. I did not know my father because he died when I was a baby. My mother raised me by herself because she was outcast by the village. We had very little money and life was difficult, but she was a good mother. She died young, though.

"Later in this life, I saw my mother in my son's eyes — and my son gave me a grandson. I am very close to my grandson; we are together all the time. I teach my grandson with my other students. After I am gone, he must continue to teach others what is right and wrong."

Sogui paused and smiled with deep satisfaction. "I once tended cows in the fields, but I did not like that. Then I worked in an office for the local justice. I later became a judge or a magistrate, myself. There was much corruption. I did not like that, either. It was so wrong, so unfair; I could not be a part of that corruption." Sogui continued to expound on this life as Master Kong.

Clay looked over to Shali and quietly commented, "This guy sure is a Chatty-Kathy, huh?"

"Yes, but who the hell is he? Kong Fudza. I'm not finding anything in the files or on the 'net. I need more data points."

"Data points? You techno-weenie." said Clay teasingly.

Shali flushed red and nodded her head toward Sogui, signaling for Clay to keep moving.

Sogui continued describing this life: "My wife was nice when we were young. I loved her very much, but she became a bitch. She nagged me all the time, so I stayed away to do my work. What is her problem, anyway? I love her, but I don't want to be around her; she is just plain nasty. I focus on my studies. I read, study, think and talk to others. I enjoy discussing social and behavioral issues with my students. But sometimes I feel like I am lost, as if I am not in my own body. Sometimes I have difficulty concentrating or focusing, but only sometimes. Other times I feel euphoric, like I am one with the universe and can see to infinity. Most of my life I feel this, but it has increased in my later years in this body."

There was a pause. Clay allowed Sogui time to absorb what her soul saw. He turned to Shali, who was feverishly searching the Internet in an attempt to identify this person.

"Shali, this regression sounds more like what we are used to seeing: a regular person with all of the difficult and confusing problems of life. Sogui's blunt commentary makes this a little entertaining — not as good as Tommy, but interesting nonetheless."

Shali did not even look up. "Yeah, I hear you."

"Find anything at all?"

"Nothing. This Kong guy is obviously Chinese, and that makes it difficult to find connections, even if he was famous. Romanizing Chinese characters often butchers words in translation. Plus Chinese sometimes reverse their names, cut the names short or use nicknames. The pronunciation of a single spoken Chinese character could have a dozen different possible written characters or meanings. To complicate it further, geographic names in China have changed a lot in the last several thousand years."