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As our experiment in channeling proceeded, we discussed the many possible ways that a “true higher source” might be identified. We both thought that a higher source, by virtue of greater and more inclusive Cosmic Perspective, would be able to make absolutely stunning “predictions” that would “hit the mark” every time. The problem was, in a short term feedback loop of testing, how to validate such a hypothesis? Frank came up with a solution: Lottery. Well, that seemed reasonable enough. We could ask for a lotto prediction from every entity, then “grade” them based on their ability to predict. Since there were daily Now, while I have been known to buy a lotto ticket or two based on a dream or just an impulse, and to win when I do, I have never been a real gambler. If I had the money to buy a soft drink and, instead, decided to give up the drink in favor of a lottery ticket, I felt that this was no more than I would spend on junk food or a movie, and for me that was all it was: entertainment. If I won, it was fun; if I didn’t, I hadn’t lost any more than I would have wasted otherwise. I never considered buying a lottery ticket as a way of getting out of any financial difficulty. If I was in a situation where I could not justify buying even a candy bar because money was that tight, I didn’t buy a lottery ticket either. For me, the “lotto test” was theoretical. I wasn’t going out and buying tickets, but I discovered that Frank was. Not only that, he seemed particularly devoted to this aspect of the experiment. Doing it as a test was one thing, but doing it with intent to profit was somewhat In actual fact, we did have a few hits in that regard. They usually came up on a different day than predicted, sometimes even as long as several weeks after they were given. Frank claimed to have made money this way, but I reminded him that his overall expenditure on tickets ought to be deducted from his winnings to get a real picture. But “testing” by getting lotto numbers was only part of what we were doing. We were also “chatting” with the various entities that came and went by, asking for details of their alleged lives and experiences, trying to get checkable data. In the end, Frank and I and other participants in the experiment were quite fascinated with the parade passing before us, and we joked that it was better than going to the movies, watching television, or going to parties. In full consciousness, we could peer into endless realms of otherworldly activity - dramas of tragedy and hope, despair and joy - and do it all while drinking coffee, eating cookies, and 65 High Strangeness — Part One games, we concentrated on these. disturbing to me.