Chapter 2

SYNCHRONICITIES — WHAT TRIGGERED ME TO CHANGE FROM ATHEIST TO AGNOSTIC

Below I will describe some of the experiences I had through my early years — experiences that led me to read many books, search many libraries, visit many places, and try many experiments. Slowly, I went from being an atheist to being who I am today. Perhaps you too have had similar experiences, but used logic to discard them, without giving them much thought. I suggest that after you read this chapter, you go back to your archived memory of past experiences and evaluate them from a new point of view; perhaps you too will see the magic in them.

At age four or five, I once had a screwdriver in my hand, and the screwdriver tried to penetrate me. It was quite a struggle to keep it away — it was as if a force were pushing it toward me. I could make no sense of the experience, so I filed it away in my long-term memory. At age seven or eight, I had my first very detailed remote-viewing experience, which led to the capture of a thief. It was so real that for many years I analyzed the whole thing, often telling myself, “You must have missed something. You must have seen it in person, or made it up. It cannot be real. That cannot happen. It is impossible.” Then I would rehearse in my mind the facts: where I was at the time, which blocked all view of what I saw and later described; the fact that I was lying down on a sofa the whole time; that I had not moved from the sofa; and that I nonetheless had a very close-up, detailed, clear view of everything that transpired during that theft. I simply was not ready to understand — or admit to myself — that I had actually had a remote-viewing experience. For many years I chose to block this memory, since I could not deal with it. Only years later, when my mother admitted to having had such experiences herself in her younger years, was I able to accept that my experience had been real too.

Right after puberty, from about age nine up to about thirteen, I began, from time to time, to have visions of the future. I could tell what was going to happen a few seconds before it did, as if I had dreamed it a while earlier. I tried several times to prove it to myself by writing down in advance what was going to happen, but I could never narrow it down to something I could write — and writing was the least of my skills and interests at the time. So, as time went on, I discarded this as some sort of brain malfunction.

At age sixteen I met a neophyte Rosicrucian who was just taking his first steps at the time. From time to time he would tell me about some of his experiences, but they were so far out that I could hardly relate to them. He was also quite the atheist; he would talk down on all religions, and he was a very poor teacher — though I thank him a great deal, because he planted many seeds in my mind, and for that I will always be grateful.

Rosicrucian Order of AMORC — www.amorc.org

At age seventeen — I had always had a strong interest in psychology and sexology, which led me to often search the library and the store shelves for books on these two subjects. One day, after reading every book available at my local bookstore, I asked myself: if I were ever to be a true expert on the subject of sexuality, how could I justify continuing to ignore this one book titled Sexual Astrology, which I had noticed many times and pushed aside? Since there were no other books left and I had plenty of time, I decided to take a quick peek — just to prove to myself that it was utterly stupid, nonsensical garbage. So I went to the index and quickly found that it was divided into twenty-four sections: one for the male and one for the female of each of the twelve astrological signs. I found my sign and began reading the chapter for it, which opened with a very thorough description of how a person of this sign feels and behaves sexually. To my huge surprise and amazement, it described me better than I could have described myself, even to this day.

So I concluded that it had to be trickery of words — that this was completely impossible. How could a book describe me so well? All I could think was that most people must be the same, that all the chapters must be similar, and that therefore any chapter would apply to anyone. So I read a bit of another chapter — but it was different. And another — also different. An hour or two went by, and the store was about to close, so I decided to buy the book, purely to figure out the trick. To my surprise, I read the whole thing cover to cover, and every single chapter was quite different; and when I reread my own sign, it was just far too accurate to disprove. In fact, it was at least 98 percent accurate — and the other 2 percent covered areas of my sexuality I had yet to explore, though I would not have minded exploring them.

Sexual Astrology: A Sign-by-Sign Guide to Your Sensual Stars, by Joanna Woolfolk.

So I went on to read the chapters for my friends, especially those I had had sex with, and I was equally surprised to find how accurate they were. I started learning people’s astrological signs and putting the information to the test. This is what led me to having a relationship with two ladies at once. One day I met a woman and asked her sign; I immediately recalled that this sign was open to bisexual relationships, so I asked whether she would be interested in having a female partner in addition to me — to which she quickly answered yes. So we both set out to find one; the rest you can figure out. That opened the door to some fantastic sexual encounters, since now I knew the hidden secret of people’s sexuality. I even pulled off what most believe to be impossible: an affair involving six ladies at once — and I must add, all of their own free will. My point is that astrology can teach you a great deal, even about yourself — things that will surprise you.

At age twenty, my girlfriend started reading a few old witchcraft reference books she found at an antique store, and she began doing some experiments while I was not at home. This led her into all sorts of problems that scared her a great deal. She described her experiences to me, but I had no ears to believe her; in fact, I forbade her to continue any of this nonsense, or I would leave her — to which she agreed, since it had frightened her quite a bit and she had no intention of pursuing it for the time being. But she did get far enough to convince me one day to try an experiment in seeing auras. I was so successful at seeing auras that I then had a very hard time not seeing them. I did not like the experience one bit and had to make a very strong effort to stop, because for days afterward I was still seeing them — on people, animals, plants, you name it — to the point that it was really distorting my sight.

At around age twenty-two, I became close friends with a fellow who also described some of his weird experiences to me, like having his body float above his bed after reading one too many books on how to make extraterrestrial contact. In his research into extraterrestrial contact, he had found some experiments he thought valuable, and he convinced me to try them out with him. So one day we tried a few of them; I now know them by the more common name “meditation,” and I will use that word from now on. I lay down in bed in a very quiet room and followed what he told me to do with my mind. I do not remember what he said, but I vividly remember the experience. Here it goes: I closed my eyes and relaxed my whole body, and then, all of a sudden, I started to watch a movie — like in a theater, but this was NO ordinary movie, and no ordinary theater. It was the absolute best animated film ever, the most real thing you could possibly imagine — and get this, it was all in 360 degrees. I do not mean turning around in a circle; it was like having a million eyes. I could see in all directions at the same time, and I was almost part of it, I was so close. Keep in mind that I had never used drugs at the time (more on drugs later).

Meditation: much can be said about this word. Basically, for me, it is a way to make the mind work on only one subject at a time — or on none at all.

From this experience, many questions quickly popped into my mind. One, of course, was the 360-degree vision: how could that possibly happen? But that was not what bothered me most. What really bothered me was: where did the movie come from? Who created the characters? The script? Did my brain create it? Or was it a telepathic transmission? I chose to believe that my brain must have the ability to perform such incredible tasks; after all, we have all heard that we use only a very small fraction of our brains. This led me to research how I might use more of my brain. What if I could tap into this amazing brainpower and use it in real life? That led me to further experiments with this particular meditation technique. The movies did not play again, but other amazing things happened — like attending some quite excellent classical-music concerts. In time I realized that I could change the music, and that in some situations I could play a whole orchestra in my mind. A few years later I went on vacation to Europe and visited Mozart’s house. I was very surprised to learn that he had composed symphonies at a very young age; history says he composed his first symphony at the age of five. This, of course, could not be true — or could it? And if it was true, had I stumbled into the same abilities as Mozart? And even so, where did the music for those concerts come from?

This same friend introduced me to another friend, a professional Reiki massage therapist — among the best; he even owned the largest massage school in the area where I lived at the time. It was quite obvious that he had the power to manipulate some type of energy and could project it into my body. It was so strong that I often thought he was using some sort of equipment. I asked him, and he explained that this was an ancient practice, and that the energy was known as chi in China and other Asian cultures.

My friend had also mentioned that they had a mutual friend who was a professional astrologer, and he had described him well enough that one day, while I was getting a massage behind closed doors, I was able to identify the man by his voice. This gave me time to plan a trick to prove to myself that astrology was not that good — even though, deep inside, and from my previous experience with the Sexual Astrology book, I knew better. As I walked out to meet him, I decided to act quite differently from who I really am. We quickly got into a conversation about astrology, and I managed to challenge him to prove to me that it was real. He was quick to accept. He said, “I will prove it to you; in fact, I happen to have the right reference book right here. I will tell you the exact date, place, and time you were born. To do so, I will ask you a few questions.” I quickly answered, “They had better be questions that don’t give you obvious leads.” He smiled and said they would not. So he asked me things like what my favorite foods were, how I related to my parents, about my siblings, my work, my study habits, and a few others. As I answered, he kept searching through his book — and, to my surprise, he very accurately told me the day, month, year, and time of my birth. In fact, at the time I did not even know the hour I was born, and had to ask my mother to confirm it.

Needless to say, I was one hundred percent convinced. Keep in mind that no one I knew at the time knew my real age, other than my mother — not even close family members, since I grew up far away from them. My date of birth was a secret that was not even on my ID, yet the astrologer was able, in just a few minutes, to pinpoint it down to the time of birth.

Around the same time, one evening around 9 p.m., my friend and I were quite bored, driving around trying to find something entertaining to do. He remembered a parapsychologist named Iris Saltzman, whom he had read about in a book. He had tried to get an appointment with her, but she was fully booked for private meetings for the next three years; she did, however, give open sessions once a week, and we just happened to be in the area. For starters, we had a hard time finding her, since she was in a large office building where all the lights were off and we did not know exactly where her office was. In fact, I kept complaining to my friend that we should leave the building at once, before the security guards found us. After walking for what seemed an eternity, we found an office with the lights on, so we knocked and went in.

Iris Saltzman — 2225 North University Drive, Pembroke Pines, Florida 33024 — (954) 986-1303 — www.psysearch.com/Iris.html (archived: https://web.archive.org/web/20010302173428/http://www.psysearch.com:80/Iris.html)

There were about thirty people seated, and an old lady behind a desk was talking. Another lady at the door asked us for $15 and our dates of birth, and told us to please sit down, since it had already started. So, without talking to anyone else, we sat down. She began with a lengthy introduction about what she did and how she did it, explaining in some detail that she used astrology and her psychic abilities, better known as parapsychology. She said this evening was only a demonstration, that she would give each person a brief reading, that she was in a trance, and that this work was quite dangerous to her health, so she asked that no one leave until she was done. She started with the people one by one, but we were all the way in the back, since we had come in last. So we listened and observed people’s reactions. To say the least, everyone was in a state of shock; her abilities were overwhelming. I, for one, kept saying to myself, “No way can she tell me a thing. These people must all come here often, and she must know them.”

That all began to change when she started doing the astrological readings and suddenly stopped, to her own surprise. She said, “Boy, here is a miracle you are all not going to believe. Something very special has happened here tonight. You were all called here together to have a very unique experience. I do not know why, but there are two groups of you here tonight, and you are not going to believe this — you were all born on almost the same date. In fact, several of you were born not only on the same date but in the same year.” Now I was thinking to myself, “This woman is a master liar. No way. This is completely impossible.” So I looked at the lady sitting on my left and said, “Hey, when were you born?” Boy, was I in for a huge surprise: she gave my exact birth date. I said, “Bullshit — you’re lying. You must have seen my card. Let me see some ID.” And she said, “Why?” I said, “Because that’s the day I was born too.” Then she said, “You’re a liar.” So I said, “No, I’m not — here’s my ID; now let me see yours.” She produced her driver’s license, and I almost fainted when I saw that we were both born on the same date, month, and year. And that was not the end of it: as it turned out, there were two groups of people, most of them born within a few days of each other. We kept looking at one another and did not say a word.

So she kept doing her readings, and the time came for my friend. To him she said, “Ooo, you have two choices in life: get out of the air force now, while you can — or your plane will be shot down in a war the U.S. is going to have, and you will lose a leg and be very miserable for the rest of your life for killing so many people.” Now, I must tell you that my friend was on a secret military mission, and almost no one knew about his U.S. Air Force activities — nor was there any reason to believe the U.S. government was about to be in any kind of war at the time, since this was back in the eighties, well before the Iraq war. She went on to tell him that the banking business would fail for him (he worked in a bank at the time), and that another path would be provided to him in life, one that would lead him into a great adventure and learning experience — that this was the path he should take. She also went into quite a bit of detail about other areas of his life.

Then it was my turn. She looked at me, paused, and said, “Ooo, you wouldn’t care anyhow,” and paused again. “After all, you want proof of my abilities, don’t you?” I said, “Yes, I do.” So she said, “I am going to give you enough to convince you.” She began: “You are a very promiscuous person, and you don’t care if I say so, are you?” To which I answered, “Yes, I am.” Then she said, “Well, there is nothing wrong with that — as long as you are always honest with all your partners.” She went on to describe my career to a T, my life with my parents, my religious experience, on and on, until she said, “Had enough?” I said yes. “Okay, so now let’s get on with your future. In the coming years you will come across a huge amount of secret information — information you cannot even begin to imagine at this time — and it will come to you from many different sources.” I can tell you, to my surprise, that this has been true. I have met people and been in places that, if I told you about them, you simply would not believe — I have a hard time believing it myself.

From age twenty-two to the present, I have been on a nonstop quest for answers to the experiences above. The more I searched, the more experiences I had; they just kept coming — and still do. One day, for example, I had just finished reading the first chapter of a small book titled The Art and Practice of Astral Projection, by Ophiel, first published in 1974. In it, the author describes a system he calls the “little system” for triggering an astral trip. Now, I had heard my Rosicrucian friend talk about his out-of-body experiences, and by now I had come to believe this was possible — otherwise I would not have been reading the book. So I went to sleep that night, and all of a sudden I woke up inside my dream. I became conscious that I was dreaming, and, more than that, that I was in the dream. The setting was a party, like any other party where people mingle and talk. An attractive, well-dressed lady of about thirty passed in front of me, and as her back was to me on my left side, I decided to tap her on the shoulder to see what would happen. Boy, was I in for a huge surprise: she turned around, looked me straight in the face, and smiled. The experience was so electrifying that it sent me rushing straight back into my body. I could not get back to sleep. This was more real than anything I had ever experienced; it was NO dream, and no one could ever convince me it was not real — in fact, it was more real than being awake.

Needless to say, this sent me on a nonstop study of the out-of-body experiences that so many people have written about, also known as the astral-travel phenomenon. I now know that it is not such a phenomenon at all — that it is, in fact, the real reality, and that this is the real dream, also known as the Matrix. I do not expect you to see it that way for quite some time; it takes several experiences and a lot of study to see it as I do. Since I started exploring the other worlds (densities and dimensions, as some call them), I have had hundreds of experiences like the one above. There is literally an unlimited number of experiences anyone can have, if they want, with a little study and work. It all starts with meditation, and I have dedicated a whole chapter to introducing you to the subject.

Here is another noteworthy experience. One night, as I was coming back from an astral trip and was already back in my body but still vibrating at the frequency of the next density (dimension), a green, lizard-type entity passed through my room at an angle as it traveled. It gave me a very quick look and kept going. It was extremely frightening to see such a powerful being so close, right in my room with me. Later I learned that the more advanced beings travel from point to point in this density (dimension), and that they can see us, but we cannot see them. This also prompted me to research further into websites I had found on the lizard species and a secret government known as the Illuminati — opening yet another source of information I would normally have dismissed as science fiction.

See David Icke — www.davidicke.com — for many books on this subject.

On July 1, 2005, I had a shocking experience (no pun intended). A friend brought over a few 32-ounce water bottles she had bought from www.ancienttek.com, called “The Spark of Life” Aetheric Charged Water. Now, this is NO ordinary water by any means; it is believed to carry an energy charge from the 4th density/dimension — which just about any scientist or engineer will tell you is utter nonsense, and may even become furious at you for proposing such stupidity. I know, because it has already happened to me with a few skeptical friends who refused even to continue the conversation, so ingrained is it in their belief system that there is no space to have it. Good for you that you are still reading, because you are about to learn something new and very important — something that is going to change your life and the way you view this reality.

So here is what happens with this water. And by the way, I am talking about an ordinary small, clear plastic bottle, like the ones you buy a soft drink or water in at any common store — no tricks — simply a clear plastic bottle filled with water, with a plain, simple label on it. You take the bottle and open it just like any other. Just do not dare bring it to your mouth, or you will never forget the experience for the rest of your life — and probably a few lives more — because the water contains a huge charge of energy. You can confirm this by holding the bottle in one hand and inserting the tip of a finger from the other. When I did this, I got a huge shock. Note that I am a hardware electrical engineer; I have been shocked in the past to the point of passing out and nearly dying, and I have had shocks leave burn marks and holes through my fingers more than once. I know quite well what a high-voltage shock is and how it feels. That said, I estimate the charge to be the equivalent of 50,000 volts or so; it produces a one-inch blue spark/arc of energy. But from what I can tell, it is not electron-based — it is not electricity. It feels similar, but not the same. Also, in other experiments — such as a group of people standing in a circle holding hands, with only the last two closing the circuit touching the water — everyone gets the same shock, whereas if this were electricity as we know it, only the last two closing the circuit would be shocked.

So what is this energy in the water? Where does it come from? This and many more pieces of the puzzle will start to become clear as you read this book. They all connect into what is beginning to be recognized as quantum physics — but wait, there is more. It also connects with what is referred to as the spiritual realms, and much more. It even explains things one had completely dismissed, like water-based fuel cells that can run an engine on nothing but water; in fact, these fuel cells do not even consume the water. You will probably ask — or, worse, refute the possibility, since it does not fit your present belief system — how can this be possible? Well, it is, and there are good reasons why this technology is not widely available. It has one major problem: you see, this energy responds to the will of the people around it. It is not just another fuel or energy as we know them; this one comes from the same realm our dreams come from — the 4th density/dimension. Therefore it not only requires special equipment to harness, but also a change in our belief systems for it to work for us. This, in part, is the main reason we are not running all our engines on water.

The discovery of this energy is not all that new; there are very well-documented scientists who worked with it even a hundred years ago. For example, the inventor of the alternating current used in every home and industry in the world, Nikola Tesla, had also discovered a revolutionary way — but it was too late: the investors did not want to hear his ideas, and the U.S. government made sure all his knowledge was kept well hidden. Even today, more than a hundred years later, some of his inventions are held by the U.S. government as matters of national security. Then there was Dr. Wilhelm Reich, M.D., whom the U.S. government went so far as to imprison, destroying as much of his information as possible; a U.S. federal court ordered his books burned and his lab destroyed in 1954. Dr. Reich died in a U.S. federal prison in 1957. But, luckily for us, his work has been preserved and continued in secret to this day — from both ends, by the U.S. and Russian governments, among others, and by a few independent scientists such as James DeMeo, Ph.D., who has written several books on the subject of orgone energy.

See www.joecellenergy.com and www.cheniere.org. Do a web search on “Joe Cell,” and also on Tom Bearden — www.teslatech.info.

Here is a link that ties a few pieces together and starts to make a lot of sense to a skeptic like me: https://www.educate-yourself.org/fe/fejoewatercell.shtml

Now, after experiencing this water and the tap water, I am ready — now and only now — to begin to relate the story of a water-powered engine. What the link above does not explain is that the energy believed to be generated by the fuel cell is orgone energy, and that it does not even need a physical connection to the engine. What is more, it seems obvious to me that intention has a great deal to do with it, since anyone building one is dealing with a new science of an energy that comes from the 4th density (dimension) — the realm dreams are made of. This energy is therefore controllable by a person’s thoughts in ways we barely begin to understand, which translates into there being no need for a regulator to control the flow of this fuel. In fact, the link above explains that there is no physical connection at all from the fuel cell to the engine: the fuel is capable of transferring itself through solid metal. All of this is starting to make a great deal of sense to me. I can also see why a skeptic could not reproduce it, since it requires both building the fuel cell and believing that it will work; it also requires a person who is labeled positive, and that positive attitude can be interpreted as a being with some amount of spiritual development — which probably leaves out most scientists and engineers.

Those of us who have been researching the UFO issue for a while have read more than once that alien spaceships are controlled with the mind; even cartoons often depict them being flown that way. It seems to me that the fuel comes from the 4th density, and since the 4th density operates in four dimensions — which also happens to be the realm of the mind — what is being done is extracting the essence, the fuel, from that density and using it here in the 3rd. That is probably why it requires the proper thoughts in order to work.

There are two main reasons why all these technologies have not become widely available. The first is the greed of everyone involved in selling, producing, and profiting from the fuels we use today; they simply know that if people had a simple, very economical way of producing energy and of living in perfect health, both the energy and medical empires would collapse. The second reason is that this energy can easily be used to cause enormous harm — many times worse than a nuclear bomb, and many times easier to produce. Note that there are many different names for this same source of energy; perhaps the different names are appropriate, since they describe different uses of the same energy. Here is a brief list of synonyms used to describe it: Orgone (organic energy), Oranur, Dor; the Indians speak of it as Prana; Chinese medicine refers to it as Chi; and it has also been called Aether, Etheric, the Holy Ghost, empty space, bioenergetic energy, and auras. In the Western tradition it has been referred to as élan vital, psychic force, biological energy, life force, animal magnetism, the odic force, “the Force,” and so on — even sexual energy has been described by many as an energy not from our dimension.

www.orgonics.com — www.orgonelab.com

Mainstream scientists have quietly rediscovered this energy medium too, and it goes by various names: the Virtual Particle Flux, the Zero-Point Energy Field, the Quantum Physical Vacuum, the Quantum Foam, “Superstrings,” “Dark Matter,” and “Dark Energy,” among others. They are becoming aware that it must be responsible for the creation of matter. Various spiritual teachers have called it “spiritual energy,” “loving energy,” “healing energy,” “the Holy Spirit,” and so on. All are discussing the same energy-field source.

Before you go on to the next section, I want to say that this book is by no means the answer to all your questions; it is simply a guide to get you started quickly in the right direction, and to save you a lot of time. Often one finds a book that does indeed contain valuable information, but not in the ideal order in which one should study it. For me, it has been like going to a university, getting all the books for an entire degree, tossing them into the air, and ending up studying the last book first: granted, you will understand some of it, but it is much easier to start from the beginning than to jump into an advanced book. Even for me, after more than twenty years of studying these subjects, some of the advanced books are still very difficult to understand. What I am saying is: do not dismiss the information in a book just because you do not understand it. Good chance the information is quite valid, and it is simply you who does not understand it yet. Just move on to something easier and more practical for you — and later, if you feel the need, go back to that book.