["D/A" narrates —A.A.]
"Yes, Master J', I have . . . but rarely, and the first time is the most vivid memory."
"Rarely, you say, and the most vivid memory? Well, go ahead, then" he said, "with your Boundlessness-containment-bit. But can you cut to the chase?"
"With you, maybe. With someone else, probably not."
"Cut . . ."
"Well, the first time it happened in kind of a weird way, during a confrontation with my in-denial step-daughter who was always blaming anyone or anything but herself. Boy, she had some awful hate-issues . . . and that day, for some reason, she was laying it all on me. Long story short, I finally blasted her, but not with anger. I said to her: 'When you can ask yourself "why do I always keep doing this to myself?" then come back and see me and we'll talk. Till then, my dear, in your own words—' and I told her then and there what to do and where to go. Mm-hmm. She had left seemingly satisfied. Even a subconscious 'thank you.'"
"How did you know that?" He acted surprised.
"Intuition, I think so."
"And why was she satisfied?"
"Oh, that's easy. She went Boundless!"
"Yes—yes!" He SEEMED truly excited. "She confronted you because her subconscious-mind knew that you could help her. And you oblivionated her—smithereens, chaos—where she could then pick up the pieces and, well, you know the rest. Did she ever get back to you?"
"No. And I realized soon after where her denial had come from. I tried, Jay, but you can't help them that won't help themselves. So eventually I left her father." He nodded. He knew.
"Boundlessness is a wondrous thing, and beautiful," he said, as if beginning a discourse. "Oblivion and Smithereens live nearby, and IN TIME grow into Beauty. But first they are chaos, indeed a roadblock at times. And pain can be involved when our created-situations and/or our conditionings have to be shattered and we balk. Still, it IS a way of learning; and in a roundabout way we set up our own roadblocks—our subconscious-mind takes care of that—so that we have an opportunity to evolve. But there is another way. A better way. In a word?" He ogled me.
"Love," I said.
"Love," he agreed.
"And this still connects to the 40-watt/60-watt thing, right?" I wondered.
"Does it matter? Everything is connected. Forty watt or 60 watt, the conscious-mind and the subconscious-mind are truly beautiful things. It's just that they both sometimes need more energy than we give them; but you already know how that's done."
"So . . . I'm still fluctuating between 40 and 60, huh?"
"And 20 and 80 and 100. Think of the seven levels of The Wheel. Not now. Dwell. We'll talk more about The Wheel and its spokes, soon. Full-circle and bottom-line—but this of course is an exception to the rule that there is no bottom-line. Full-circle and bottom-line, negativity in the form of hate and denial and such, can't live at level 60. No, it really can't live much past Level 42."
"Level 42? Where did you get that from?" I asked, suspiciously. "C'mon Master J'. Is that really true? Level 42?"
"Pretty much true. As to where I got it from, I think we have again tapped into a rather suspicious timeline—Aces, I think. You? Have you ever heard of Level 42 before?"
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The Seventh Direction
AdventureA spiritual, mostly fictional adventure, which takes place in both the 3rd and 4th dimension . . . and perhaps occasionally in the 5th. Under the umbrella of Mother Earth---School of Learning, Freewill Zone---the story, rather than looking at us as...
