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deliberate Search, an effort of personal will deriving benefits and spiritual "emoluments" in proportion as that will was applied. It consisted of standard kinds of spiritual/metaphysical practices and their variations, and even though such work precipitated the relatively uncommon climax of securing communication with and tutelage through an "inner plane Master", the overall orientation remainedthe commonly identifiable one of personal effort, continuous practice of the leads provided and "psychic" cues givenall in upwardly—aspiring orientation toward the "positive" or "heavenly" polarity of the mind/body complex physically paralleled by the internal cephalic mid-point of the third eye, and the "subtle region" situated analogically through the space above the head. by MT This standard type of practice, (most recognizable to people when speakingof spiritual search or metaphysical discipline) eventually reached a saturation—point at which a peaceful quiescence, a kind of pleasant if pregnant suspension installed itself. After the often turbulent character of pursuing the spiritual Gold Ring, a tumultuous and even magical odyssey that nonetheless saw AAA and MT split apart and reteamed more than once, a sense of unmistakable transition was jointly reached. Without any fanfare at all, with no portents, cues or guidelines from an "inner plane Master" orfrom one of the several "external" adepts 10 whom they'd had limited recourse, they nonetheless plainly knew that a juncture of some fateful type was upon Ihem. Everything seemed to stop; the "time" in which everyone unconsciously hurried seemed sweetly to end, all drives and irresolvable tensions looked to give up the ghost without requiring the denouement they'd appeared a | to demand. At this halcyon point, the only "point" in the framework of existence that could with real validity be termed "comentmeni", (in reconcilement with life, the world, one another, and all friends or acquaintances who in this very, brief interval of time seemed mysteriously to show up, reconvening as if for a summary/ensemble Act of existence from the far corners where in the meanwhile they'd been distributed) there was nothing to want, nothing to strive for, no point in striving, no percentage in questioning so that both AAA and MT were perfectly willing to live out the remainder of their lives in quiet attendance of the natural matters of daily life. For that one moment in the mutuality of their lives, there came a true surcease; yet, as has been characterized, that surcease had the value of a suspension, a long deep pausea rapt cessation of the breath at Infinity. Like all pauses, like all extremes in the oscillating balance of a pendulum motion, the resultant interregnum of Infinity is...shortlived. Deep and absolute as it may be, it is a nanosecond of history — and presently there is an unmistakable sense of wheels starting up, ratchets and tie—rods being geared into motion and all the cylinders once again engaged only this time with a net thrust proceeding from some other and unfamiliar angle, a kind of higher dimensional octave over the usual sense of precipitating impulse. A preemptive communication arises, an abrupt Intelligence blown in from the lovely suspended Vacuum of Infinity so that where, but a moment before, there presided a peaceful Void without content or specific intent, that very Void discloses itself as the enabling occasion or specific medium through which comes barreling the cosmic Train of a suprapersonal Intent — a fulsome Wisdom—power infilling and thus wholly accounting for it, as the Charleston Express accounts for the existence of the Charleston Tunnel. Lateo Dei gratia Such communication rushed in swiftly, and caught them up in an instant; itwas not a communication originating from any being or complex of beings, no off—planet saucer—sendings or broadcasts from the "spacebrothers" etc. AAA, as the principal recipient of such communication identified itimmediately as the cosmos itself, the creative totality or Logoic intent without mediating vehicle or vocal—box agency, yet its communication was as distinct and compellmgly powerful as the stormwamings of a lowering Sky. get indoors, nail everything down, cover up the windows, dig in and get readyfor a hard—buffeted stay of 164 T-Bird_Vs_The_Flying_saucers.htm