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next day because he felt that the longer he waited the more anxious he would become. When we met he began by telling me the memories of the dream. He was once more onboard the craft, surrounded by the little gray creatures, their little hands lovingly touching his arms and body. In front of him stood the blond pilot holding the black box. This time Phil received the impressions of concern and anxiousness from the beings. The eyes of the pilot expressed a feeling of urgency, as though an important time ofdecision had arrived. He had the feel- ing they were "rooting" for him, hoping he would recognize the importance of the box and at last be able to decipher the message. But he also knew that if the time was not right, and he was unable to do so, that the box would simply be returned to its storage place onboard the craft, to await the proper time. Heremembered that he felt great expectation and apprehension as he reached for the box and held it in his hands. From there the dream became indecipherable. All he could remember was a blind- ing flash of white light. From that point everything was obliterated except for the feeling of great love and satisfaction emanating from the beings. Whatever had occurred they were very happy for him. He awoke with this feeling of pleasure in hisconscious mind, but the nagging presence of something else smoldering just beneath the surface. After he reported the dream, we both came to the conclu- sion that apparently he had at last managed to gain access to the mysterious box. The information had apparently been released, but was not yet in the conscious mind. That would be my job, to gain access and bring it forward into Phil's conscious memory, if access would not be denied again. Phil reclined comfortably on the bed and the session began. When the elevator door opened he was immediately thrust into the same scene he had been describing. The beings surrounded him, their eyes giving offthe feelings ofanxiousness and expectation. The pilot handed him the box and they awaited his reaction. Phil studied itand described it as small, black, oblong or coffin-shaped. He knew itwas made from some type ofstone not available on Earth. The box could only be opened by the correct mental vibration ofhis own mind. It was so keyed into this vibration that until the proper point of development was reached no amount of concentration would open it. Thus it could not be faked, and it could not be opened by anyone else because he himself had programmed it It suddenly _ The Mysterious Black Box 275