by J. R. Bowles
“How are you doing Reverend?” Jackie asked noticing he was trying to pay attention to what was being said.
Everyone turned waiting to see his response.
“I'm confused.” Thomas answered and pointed his finger at Michael. “I don't need anymore drugs, do you understand?”
Michael just looked at him without answering.
“I need to think clear headed and that drug is making me sleep. I think I'm beginning to understand what's going on. I'm not totally stupid, you know. I know we're all going to Roanoke tomorrow and you expect me to take part in this center being opened. Well, I still think the man is from Satan and Michael, I know you've been trying to figure out how you're going to get me to Roanoke. Well, I'll answer your question. I'll go of my own free will but after I get there don't depend on me to take part in any of this stuff. I will have no other gods before me. What time will we be in Roanoke tomorrow.”
“We should be there around one in the afternoon.” Michael answered.
“Yes tomorrow,” Mindy thought, as she sat demurely listening to their idle chatter. “Tomorrow I will have it all.”
VII. THE SIXTH CHAKRA
SHASRARA THE PINEAL
The Pineal center, also called the intellectual or intuitive center, is often spoken of as the third eye, but in truth, it is the eye that reasons the thoughts and separates the is, from the is not. Thus is known the power of the knowledge of good and evil. Seeing that which was, and that which will be.
THE DOCTRINE OF THE CHAKRA CENTERS by Tawadin Djwahan
CHAPTER 55
“Gives me the creeps.” Zolar said staring at the wall.
“Me too.” John walked around the pit shining his light for any other drawings. His light fell on two stone chairs on the other side of the pit.
“Looks like those are meant for us?” John gestured causing the light to bob.
“Who's is who's? I mean who sits where?” Zolar asked.
“Just take one. I guess if it's wrong we'll find out. “
”Good logic.” Zolar shrugged and sat down. He leaned back, laying his Maglight on the corner of the chairs arm. Sweat trickled down his neck in spite of the coolness of the room.
John walked over to the edge of the pit, shined his light down. “Wonder what's down there?”
“Hell, probably.” Zolar joked, but it didn't sound humorous, even to him.
“The light doesn't hit bottom.”
“Toss in a stone.”
John looked around, picked up a granite fragment about a third the size of his hand and dropped it. They held their breath listening for it to hit bottom.
After several seconds John turned to Zolar. “Did you hear it hit?”
“No.”
“Me neither.” John walked over and sat in the other chair. Leaning back his head, he closed his eyes.
They spent several minutes in near dead silence, thinking to themselves, and listening only to the sound of their breathing.
“I wonder what the rest of the gangs doing?” Zolar's voice vibrated through the room.
“Partying, probably. What time is it?”
Shining his light at his watch Zolar said, “almost eleven.”
John grunted a moan.
“Well John, what do you think about all of this?”
“I don't know. I just don't know. The past week has been totally insane. If you guys weren't experiencing these things too, I think I would have had myself committed.”
“I know what you mean.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure, anything.” Zolar looked at him.
“The things we've seen—these visions, or what ever they are—what did they appear to be to you?”
“Well, my best guess is they're the beginning of the universe. The creation of everything.” He looked to John for confirmation and added, “Is that what you think?”
“Yeah, I guess that's what they were,” John nodded.
“At least that's my impression now but I just didn't want to voice it. You're a physicist, this creation thing, must be right up your alley?”
“Not exactly. I'm in a different line but we studied some of it. You must have too in school. Creation is usually taught in biology, evolution, and physics. They touch on it in just about every science class.”
“I had it but its still pretty vague. If I remember correctly aren't there two theories?” John asked.
“Two scientific theories that are recognized as having possible merit. The Big Bang and the Steady State.”
“Sounds familiar, I just can't remember the what fors. Would you refresh my memory?” John stuck his hands behind his neck as a cushion.
“You want it brief? Or in detail?”
“How about somewhere in between.”
“Let me see.” Zolar inhaled and paused. “The Big Bang is the one where a primal mass of matter was the only thing that existed, and it exploded. The primal mass, itself, has two theories. One is that the amount of all existing matter is finite; and the other is that an infinite amount of matter exists. If the mass is finite, then at some point in the expansion of the universe, the matter will start to contract. The other, of course, is that the matter will continue on into infinity; either renewing itself or it will eventually dissipate.”
“How about the Steady State?” John asked.
“It's a more recent theory. The Big Bang Theory was proposed in the 1930's and the Steady State in the late 40's. The Steady State says the universe is infinite in time and space. No beginning—no end. That as it disappears from our view at the edge of what we can observe it renews what is lost. I kind of think they're trying to say that the universe is round, like a ball. All you see is the horizon but over the horizon is more.” Zolar stretched to pop his spine.
“The feeling I've been getting is we experienced the Big Bang.” John said.
“Yeah, me too, but with a religious slant to it. Or was that just my impression.” Zolar eyed him cautiously and continued. “I keep getting these feelings that Jackie, and the others, that after their centers were opened they experienced something else—something they're not talking about. Bernie just kept saying that when my key was used I'd understand. How about you? Any great revelations?”
John shook his head. “Just visions—incredible visions; except what we experience with Bernie wasn't too incredible nor a vision. It was real, or seemed real and then the healing of Jamal—then Azid. You said it was more than just physics but religious too, what do you mean?”
“Sort of a planned creation an intelligent design. It's confusing, like so many meanings and causes for every action that we've seen.” Zolar paused trying to sort out what he wanted to say. “Did you grow up in some form of traditional Judeo-Christian teachings?”
“Methodist.”
“Good, it'll make it easier to explain. I had to study just about every religion there is. So, let me see if I can connect it with Christianity. Take the explosion of the primal mass--it was like God and Satan; you know the Judeo-Christian thing about kicking Satan out of heaven.
John shrugged, but nodded.
“More than that. It was, like I was saying, everything has more than just one meaning for what happened. I can't help but compare it to God kicking Satan out because Satan wanted to take over heaven. Satan was greedy, and through his own desire drew other angels to him. Well, in the Big Bang, the theory is that for some reason an imbalance occurred and caused the explosion. A sub-atomic particle drew other particles and caused the end of the status quo. A great war in heaven, so to speak.
“Like in the Bible where it says, 'in the beginning was the Word, and the Word was God, and the Word was with God.' Kind of confusing. It sounds like three beings or entities. You've got the Word, and then you've got the Word that was God, and then you got the Word that was with God. See what I mean, confusing. But doesn't it sound like three of them?”
“When you put it like that—it does.” John answered.
Zolar e
yed the confusion on John's face but continued. “Just like the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost are called the Trinity. There's a lot of diverse beliefs on whether they are one or three. If you break it down it would be: 'In the beginning was the Word'--the Father is the beginning; the Father was the Word. Then you have 'and the Word was God--Jesus said he was the Son of God and the Word. Then you have the Holy Spirit, which came to mankind after Jesus died the last part is 'the Word with God.' The Word was not only the Father, but also the Son and then it became more; it was now with God.”
“Confusing.” John said shaking his head.
Zolar sighed in agreement. “Now, in the Big Bang, the theory is that before the explosion there existed only protons, neutrons and electrons—i.e., the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.”
“Yeah but where does the devil fall into all of that? John asked.
“How about this, what if everything in the primal mass, the whole glob, was God. Within the mass, there again the whole mass is God, but inside the whole thing there are the others—neutrons, protons, and electrons. Sort of like our little entity, Becky, alias, Kumara. She said she was neutral. There you got Good and Evil, Good being the proton, or positive charge. Evil being the electron, or negative charge. And the neutron of course was neutral. Well, what if an electron, the negative, you know the devil, well, what if the negative some how attracted a neutron to it. Like Satan lured the angels to rebel. Then suddenly the whole thing is no longer status quo, everything's off-balance, and boom! The whole damn thing falls apart.”
“Pretty far fetched.” John said.
“Okay, look at it like this. Just keep that in mind and I'll take it further. After the explosion of the Big Bang, within the first five minutes of the beginning of the universe, things started to cool down. The theory is that the rest of the universe was formed by neutron capture--that's according to the theory—but within the first few minutes it cooled down enough to permit interactions between neutrons and protons, to form deuterium.”
“What's deuterium?” John asked, as he watched Zolar. Zolar was becoming physically animated, his hands gesturing freely as he spoke, his eyes wide and alert with a distant stare that made John feel Zolar was seeing these things in his mind as he told them.
“It's a hydrogen isotope twice the mass of ordinary hydrogen. It's heavy hydrogen. It's the same as hydrogen but bigger.”
“I don't see where you're going with this,” John said.
“Okay, it's like this, there was a war in heaven, and Satan was thrown out. God, being a very wrathful God, at that point, tossed Satan out but in doing that he created one of his own first laws. The law that states; for every action there is an equal opposite reaction. In tossing Satan out he also tossed himself out.”
Zolar stood up and began pacing, clasping his hands behind his back. “Don't you see, God had literally condemned himself to hell when he condemned Satan.”
John's mouth gaped open in disbelief. He started to protest but Zolar didn't give him a chance. “The void was hell, and he was literally falling apart. That's where the Christian's Jesus analogy comes into play. Remember we said God was the whole thing, everything that existed, the Word was God, Right?”
John nodded his head watching Zolar as he became more animated.
“What is a word?” Zolar stopped in front of John and pointed his finger at him.
“Uh,” John began wondering what Zolar wanted him to say. Zolar being a scientist must want the basic meaning. “It's a speech sound that symbolized the meaning of something.”
“Right!” Zolar smiled in agreement. “And what is a sound?”
“A vibration of atoms?” John said unsure if that was the answer.
“Right, again. Now, what if we substitute the word vibration for the word, Word in our Biblical creation sentence? In the begin was the Vibration, and the Vibration was God, and the Vibration was with God.”
“How does that relate to Christ?” John asked.
“I'll get there.” Zolar waived his hands. “But first, what is an explosion?”
John nodded slowly as he began to understand where Zolar was headed.
Before John answered Zolar said, “An explosion is the vibration of matter. Now, we said a vibration was a word, but the word we are referring to is more than just a vibration or a mere explosion. It is the symbol for something. Like speech. It is a set pattern of vibrating matter and it is set into a particular motion to create the desired effect.”
John felt like he was getting lost again but nodded. He hoped he would catch up by just listening. Zolar seemed to be repeating himself.
Zolar continued, “In the Big Bang theory they don't speculate too much on what caused it, but in the religious theory of creation; Satan caused it by being expelled from heaven. He drew the angels to him, and was booted out. It was the law of God—he disobeyed and out he went. But God had no choice; there was no longer a status quo. When he drew the angels to him that caused an imbalance.
“So now, compare it to the Big Bang. What if in the Big Bang an electron joined with a neutron, then you get an imbalance and kappow, the explosion occurred.”
John shifted his hips around nervously on the hard rock. His butt was becoming numb.
“Now in the Bang Theory--after the explosion occurred and as it cooled--neutrons and protons, began to interact and formed deuterium, the first element; and as it continued to cool more, the other elements were formed. Each one gobbling up particles that were available and bonding to form the other elements.”
Zolar paused and inhaled deeply. “Now, let's go back to the Christian theory. Christ became a sacrifice for all humankind?”
John scratched his head, now where was he going with this?
Zolar saw the bewilderment on his face. “That's what I said before; it is confusing and any incident can have more than one meaning.” He paused and thought a moment. “It's like perspective. If I said, without turning your head, describe this room, what would you say?”
“It's round, with a pit in the center. The walls are a pale stone of some sort, and there are two chairs made of a stone. Oh, yes, and a door.”
“You're sitting in the chairs, face forward. Can you actually see them?”
“No.”
“Or the wall behind you?”
John shook his head.
“Here's how I would describe it. There are two stone-carved, granite chairs against a wall. I don't see a pit and I don't see a door.”
John nodded. “Okay, I comprehend perspective.”
“Well that's the way the universe is, you only see it from your own perspective.”
“How does Christ figure into this?” John asked.
“Christ's life is symbolic of the creation.”
“How is that?”
Zolar walked around to the other side of the pit and peered downward as if he were expecting something. Then he walked back around and sat down in the chair again.
He sighed. “Well, let's make some postulates and assume they are true. Okay?”
John bobbed his head in agreement.
“Christ was the son of God, and yet the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost, were all one.”
John nodded. “That's pretty much what we were taught. I'm not sure how it works but ....”
“Now, wait a minute let me continue.” Zolar held up his hand. “Christ died on the cross for man's sins. He was the sacrificial lamb to take away the fact that man had sinned against God. No matter what man does, unless man believes in Christ he could not be forgiven of his sins. Can you accept this postulate.”
“Okay, I accept it,” John said. “But you said it was the Judeo-Christian belief. How does the Jewish teachings fit in?”
“I'll get to that. Let's focus on Christ for a moment. It's confusing but bear with me. I'll have to jump around a little but I'll try to tie it all together.”
Zolar paused and watched John nodded his head without question. He wondered if John was understanding any of
it. It was so strange to himself, he could hardly believe his own ears as he heard the words come out of his mouth.
Almost as if he weren't saying it but someone or something else. Almost as if he were inspired by some unknown force. But was it good or evil?
“I'm going to start with Christ's death.” Zolar resumed pacing. “He died on the cross, or should I say he was murdered on the cross, because he had said he was the Son of God. But he knew it was going to happen. He saw it. Whether it was premonition or just common sense, I don't know. But anyhow, he accepted it as being a sacrifice for man's sin. He paid the debt for man sinning against God. Because if he didn't die man's sins couldn't be forgiven.”
John shrugged his shoulders.
“After Christ died, the Holy Ghost—or Holy Spirit, what every you want to call it—was released to the world. People accepted the Holy Spirit into their life and now they call themselves Christians. If Christ hadn't died the Holy Spirit would not have been released. Remember the last supper?”
John nodded and said, “That was when Jesus passed out bread and wine to his disciples and said 'this is my body and this is my blood.' It is symbolic for people accepting Christ and his teachings.”
“Right.” Zolar said. “It is symbolic, but it's more than symbolic. Christ died and the Holy Spirit came to man. And man accepted him. But it's more than symbolic. The Last Supper is cannibalistic in totality.”
“What do you mean? I can see it as symbolic cannibalism. Kind of a gross thought but... ?” John shrugged.
“Let me take you back to the Big Bang theory for a moment. The explosion occurred.” Zolar cupped his hands together and then propelled them outward imitating an explosion. “Boom! Everything explodes out into the void–the nothingness–going to hell. Suddenly, as it starts to separate, it or part of it, realizes it is broken into a zillion pieces. It was condemned to nothingness by the very action that caused the explosion. It was condemned by God himself.
“Now, it’s falling apart, and as it does, you have these building blocks of quark, and energies even smaller, you have for better words, protons, electrons, and neutrons spreading out. All going to hell–into nothingness, not even space, was there. These neutrinos, particles, begin to accept the vibration of the Bang, the blast, the sound, the word, the plan of God, to save what he had condemned.