It has now been more than 20 years since my little trip around this great small world
of ours. All but these last sections here I have written long ago but just now feel
comfortable to open up for anyone to see. I’ve had plenty of time to think about all
that passed before my eyes in those short few weeks, but still I never quite know
what to think about it. When I think about it, it only brings more questions. Where
was I going? Where are we going? What is the right direction? What will happen
to me if I do this or if I do that? I believe these are all questions many of us have
throughout our lives. I surely know that I am not the only one. But here is what I do
know about my life from this experience and the lessons I learned.
First of all, I know that this entity which I came to know in Puerto Rico has good
intentions and is a good being. The entity was apologetic to anyone who would
listen to its words. It asked for forgiveness for having made a mistake, the mistake
of desiring a dualistic creation, which allowed an opposing entity to enter and
subvert its creation. This opposing entity is the one that has caused us great pain
and strife in our lives by turning the duality on it head – that which is good is bad,
that which is bad is good. To me, the opposing entity is the rule maker. The entity I
met is the god of love. The rule maker is the god of hate. The god of love was
proclaiming victory finally over the opposing entity to which all of its focus had been
going to defeat. It promised that things would slowly begin to return to its original
creation of which the opposing entity was never to be a part. It promised that in
time the opposing entity’s strength will begin to wane and we will all live in the
creation that was initially intended.
It was a promise I made to the entity to get this message out and this is the reason
for me writing this book. After arriving back in Seattle I didn’t believe any of the
things that had happened to me in Puerto Rico were real nor did I believe anything
of the entity. I would dismiss it. Then, some small coincidence would happen and I’
d have to believe again. This went on for a over a month upon returning to Seattle,
until finally one-day I became convinced of the reality of the entity. It was a final
coincidence that said yes, this entity has to be real and all that it revealed to me
must be so (I will recount all of the coincidences in the next section including the
final one that made me finally believe). All that was revealed I have not written. I
describe it as being like I was given all of the keys to open all of the doors. I felt like
the things revealed I had to act to make pass but as I learned in time that was not
so. I need only be a participant watching as things change and act only where I am
able.
Second of all, what happened to me was meant to happen – something I would
never have said prior to this experience. My perfect life was meant to no longer be
so perfect – a way of opening my eyes, open my ears, open my mind & open my
heart (soul) to the reality of our world and how we go about living day to day.
On my drive to San Juan from Humacao just after meeting the nuns at the radio
station that played the songs which went along with the following feelings I began to
have, I thought I had died and gone to what many of us would describe as heaven.
Everything seemed perfected suddenly. There was no pain and there seemed to
be just this ever-present oneness of right, the true creation that the entity originally
intended. I felt instantly connected to everyone else and I knew that we all were just
one spirit and that we all came from a creation that was meant to be perfected. I
immediately understood the reasons why we as humans fall into addictions such as
drugs, smoking and alcohol and I could empathize with those who did. I now knew
that these addictions give us just a bit of the feeling I was now enveloped in - that
feeling of ‘home’ that we once all were a part of and now long for – the
peacefulness of the creator’s perfection. I completely understood all of these
things. I also came to know that I had nothing to fear of death and that all persons I
was meeting along my way in Puerto Rico I would meet again under better
circumstances for they too were a part of my story.
Thirdly, I now live more by my feelings rather than through my thoughts. This has
made life a lot easier to figure out and to understand others whom I encounter in my
day to day life. Things that I would see in every day situations with people that I
before would dismiss because I didn’t think I was really seeing I now know actually
were there. Since most of us choose to live the lie instead of live the truth,
including myself, we don’t open our eyes and our hearts and our minds to the truth.
But the truth is within us all and we know it but it has been a continual battle with the
lie within us that has prevented us from walking with the truth and has prevented us
from seeing the truth.
And fourthly (there are and will be more – it is a never-ending lesson), I found a way
of living that is so simple to understand in words but so hard to live in actuality.
Zarathrustrianism
"Humata, Hukhta, Hvarshta"
“Good Thoughts, Good Words, Good Deeds”
"Buenos Pensamientos, Buenas Palabras, Buenas Acciones"
Not the religion built up with years of layering of rules (the lie) as all religions and
governments become, but the simple ways Zarathrustra first purportedly espoused
long ago. “So, who is this Zarathrustra guy and how is it that you came to know
him?” you may ask. Well, let me explain this in the next section.
of ours. All but these last sections here I have written long ago but just now feel
comfortable to open up for anyone to see. I’ve had plenty of time to think about all
that passed before my eyes in those short few weeks, but still I never quite know
what to think about it. When I think about it, it only brings more questions. Where
was I going? Where are we going? What is the right direction? What will happen
to me if I do this or if I do that? I believe these are all questions many of us have
throughout our lives. I surely know that I am not the only one. But here is what I do
know about my life from this experience and the lessons I learned.
First of all, I know that this entity which I came to know in Puerto Rico has good
intentions and is a good being. The entity was apologetic to anyone who would
listen to its words. It asked for forgiveness for having made a mistake, the mistake
of desiring a dualistic creation, which allowed an opposing entity to enter and
subvert its creation. This opposing entity is the one that has caused us great pain
and strife in our lives by turning the duality on it head – that which is good is bad,
that which is bad is good. To me, the opposing entity is the rule maker. The entity I
met is the god of love. The rule maker is the god of hate. The god of love was
proclaiming victory finally over the opposing entity to which all of its focus had been
going to defeat. It promised that things would slowly begin to return to its original
creation of which the opposing entity was never to be a part. It promised that in
time the opposing entity’s strength will begin to wane and we will all live in the
creation that was initially intended.
It was a promise I made to the entity to get this message out and this is the reason
for me writing this book. After arriving back in Seattle I didn’t believe any of the
things that had happened to me in Puerto Rico were real nor did I believe anything
of the entity. I would dismiss it. Then, some small coincidence would happen and I’
d have to believe again. This went on for a over a month upon returning to Seattle,
until finally one-day I became convinced of the reality of the entity. It was a final
coincidence that said yes, this entity has to be real and all that it revealed to me
must be so (I will recount all of the coincidences in the next section including the
final one that made me finally believe). All that was revealed I have not written. I
describe it as being like I was given all of the keys to open all of the doors. I felt like
the things revealed I had to act to make pass but as I learned in time that was not
so. I need only be a participant watching as things change and act only where I am
able.
Second of all, what happened to me was meant to happen – something I would
never have said prior to this experience. My perfect life was meant to no longer be
so perfect – a way of opening my eyes, open my ears, open my mind & open my
heart (soul) to the reality of our world and how we go about living day to day.
On my drive to San Juan from Humacao just after meeting the nuns at the radio
station that played the songs which went along with the following feelings I began to
have, I thought I had died and gone to what many of us would describe as heaven.
Everything seemed perfected suddenly. There was no pain and there seemed to
be just this ever-present oneness of right, the true creation that the entity originally
intended. I felt instantly connected to everyone else and I knew that we all were just
one spirit and that we all came from a creation that was meant to be perfected. I
immediately understood the reasons why we as humans fall into addictions such as
drugs, smoking and alcohol and I could empathize with those who did. I now knew
that these addictions give us just a bit of the feeling I was now enveloped in - that
feeling of ‘home’ that we once all were a part of and now long for – the
peacefulness of the creator’s perfection. I completely understood all of these
things. I also came to know that I had nothing to fear of death and that all persons I
was meeting along my way in Puerto Rico I would meet again under better
circumstances for they too were a part of my story.
Thirdly, I now live more by my feelings rather than through my thoughts. This has
made life a lot easier to figure out and to understand others whom I encounter in my
day to day life. Things that I would see in every day situations with people that I
before would dismiss because I didn’t think I was really seeing I now know actually
were there. Since most of us choose to live the lie instead of live the truth,
including myself, we don’t open our eyes and our hearts and our minds to the truth.
But the truth is within us all and we know it but it has been a continual battle with the
lie within us that has prevented us from walking with the truth and has prevented us
from seeing the truth.
And fourthly (there are and will be more – it is a never-ending lesson), I found a way
of living that is so simple to understand in words but so hard to live in actuality.
Zarathrustrianism
"Humata, Hukhta, Hvarshta"
“Good Thoughts, Good Words, Good Deeds”
"Buenos Pensamientos, Buenas Palabras, Buenas Acciones"
Not the religion built up with years of layering of rules (the lie) as all religions and
governments become, but the simple ways Zarathrustra first purportedly espoused
long ago. “So, who is this Zarathrustra guy and how is it that you came to know
him?” you may ask. Well, let me explain this in the next section.
| Section 4.1 My Reflections |
World Turned Upside Down