Jehovas Witnesses, Chapter 1

The intention of this novel is to convey the nature and techniques of advanced telepathy.

It is my way, from of old
To baffle my children by coming up with what seem contradictions
To laws or commandments they may have attributed to me
I have my reason, trust me.

From the Natural Telepaths own version of the Gospels, attributed to the Holy Spirit.

Darth and Lisa and Stephanie imagined themselves in a Sydney hospital waiting room. They focused on an attractive women in a light ladies suit with a cream handbag sitting, waiting. Lisa wore her typical long yellow dress, kind of old-fashioned. Stephanie wore a modern looking satin gold long dress. Lisa was thirteen at this time and Stephanie ten. Darth imagined himself a man sitting next to the woman. He is a dark blue suit with a light shirt. No tie.

Lisa came over and sat on her left. She leant, gave her a kiss on the cheek, "I guess you are our mother too, in good faith."

"I am lost and bewildered", the woman turned to Lisa. Stephanie had sat to the left of Lisa and now leant, studying the woman whom they knew as Melanie.

"What's the problem, mum?", Stephanie flowed in a soft voice. In ordinary life she was a Jehovah's Witness child. Lisa and Darth on the other hand were Catholics.

"Your father", Melanie imagined putting her hand through Darth's arm and leaning against him as she looked at Stephanie, "claims that the Witnesses had misinterpreted the whole abstain from blood law. According to your father, that reference was for the times, to discourage the followers of Jesus to drink blood as the Romans were probe to do, or to enjoy blood sports."

"What is a blood sport?", Stephanie turned to Lisa.

"Oh, men used to kill one another in the arena, they were called Gladiators and they used to fight with swords or other weapons", Lisa made a "chop chop" action with her arms, "and the spectators loved to see blood spurt and flow."

"Yak!", Stephanie said most astonished to learn of this.

"The problem is", Melanie said to Darth softly, "the blood angle has become a sacred tradition in the Witnesses profession of faith. Traditions are...almost impossible...to side step. I should know! My young daughter, now Stephanie's age, needed a blood transfusion once when little. The doctors said it had to be blood. I was so...so...in such a state...of course I allowed it but the confusion, the turmoil, this caused me, was awesome and terror."

"I needed a blood transfusion once", Stephanie said to Lisa and nodded.

"What for?", Lisa asked.

"I don't know, I was ever so small", Stephanie put her arm out and lowered it to indicate how small she was, "my mum told me this tale."

Melanie, feeling a touch more comfortable with her "new husband" of the faith, used her will to alter the setting to the inside of a large shopping plaza somewhere in Sydney. The four imagined walking along, Stephanie and Lisa at the front. Lisa had long blond hair. Stephanie long light brown hair tied with a pretty ribbon at the back to form a ponytail.

"Imagine walking like in ordinary life in these clothes of ours", Stephanie mused as she imagined licking an ice-cream.

"Yeah", Lisa turned around, inspecting the many people (memories from Melanie's head), "we look more like bridesmaids at a wedding, not shoppers."

The two laughed at this.

Melanie was feeling more and more comfortable with Darth, so much so she was using a strong "sexual" flow which resulted in a man being considerably attracted to the telepathic partner.

"Stop that", Darth said quietly at one point.

"No", Melanie shook her head, "I am your wife too...by the Witness Life in the Spirit tradition...don't care how many other wives in the spirit you have, all I know is that you are my husband too. But we have not...made love in the spirit yet...propely...and I intend to." She stopped, looked into her handbag, and took out a small mirror and studied her appearance in the mirror.

"All right, but this is a touch uncomfortable for me", Darth looked about.

"No it is not, I am only using a mild sensual flow", Melanie replied as she smiled at him and put the mirror away and took his hand and they continued imagining walking, stopping, glancing at shops. "It is a touch uncomfortable for you because you are thinking of me as a stranger, not a lawful wife. And you think I am a touch too thin? I know you do. I am not that thin...I don't think...I eat very well but have not been able to put on weight since I was young. You also think my brown hair is a touch too short? I sense this. Its shoulder length, suits me, been thinking of getting it cut more."

Lisa and Stephanie heard this and both turned around to focus on Melanie. "You are all right, mum", Lisa said after some consideration.

"I have what it takes to give birth in the spirit", Melanie replied a touch sarcastically, "I am a woman, party to Life in the Spirit, and know what a spiritual birth is...and am a virgin in the Catholic sense if necessary."

"What does that mean?", Stephanie leant to Lisa and asked quietly.

"You don't want to know", Lisa leant closer and replied matter of fact and most quietly, "it has to do with sex...and you are too young to wonder about such things. Sometimes I think I am too young but when I was your age there was this big interaction to resolve a...never mind...and the adults forgot to cover my ears so I do not hear and my curiosity got the better of me so I asked Sara who is my older telepathic sister to explain to me, and she did, but I wish she had not really, just troubled me for a month."

"All right, I don't want to know", Stephanie nodded as she glanced behind at Melanie.

Darth heard the faint conversation and explained quietly to Melanie, "sure, older sister...Sara was only two years older...a twelve year old explaining to a ten year old facts of life...Sara did it well though. And that was unfortunate, everyone simply forgot we had Lisa and Sara with us and started discussing adult matters. Easier to make mistakes as a parent in the spirit than in ordinary life."

Melanie smiled and put her hand around Darth's upper arm, "she has grown so well, and is so well adapted and such a lady, maybe it was not a mistake, maybe it was time, maybe it meant to happen. All young girls and boys have to learn sometimes. When is the right age for a girl? Menstruation? Probably but....I don't know...I feel it depends how pretty she is, if too pretty, in my book, the earlier she knows the better."

"This is a touch boring mum", Lisa stopped and turned around, "can we like imagine...I don't know...zoo...aquarium...Darling Harbor..anything but a shopping plaza."

"All right, I am not to good using my will yet, am being taught by our own elders", Melanie replied and imagined blinking her eyes rapidly, just for the effect as the girls watched, and the setting changed to outside a large Jehovah's Witness Kingdom Hall. It was very large and on much land.

"How exciting!", Lisa exclaimed as she focused and understood where this was, then quickly put her hand over her mouth and looked at Melanie with an "apologetic" look in her eyes.

"Its all right", Melanie smiled and brushed Lisa's hair with her hand, "when I was your age I felt much the same when my parents brought me to the Kingdom Hall."

Stephanie was a touch smarter in that she looked about but refused to complain and just stood humbly.

The imagined walking inside, into a large room full of chairs. They sat down. The girls imagined sitting in the row behind. Melanie rested her handbag on the seat to her left and put her hand around Darth's upper arm, and leant to him, and crossed her legs at the base. This made Darth puzzle because during telepathy that action of a woman meant she was not interested in any form of telepathic sex.

Melanie noticed Darth's puzzlement and uncrossed her legs. "Habit...I am your wife...does not matter if I cross or not cross...anyway....the Kingdom Halls are much less formal than a church or synagogue or mosque. Just a large room, seats, an area at the front where an altar would be in a Catholic Church. We do have..traditions...but not important at the moment. Sweetheart", Melanie paused, surprised herself how that thought and so tenderly "sweetheart" came out. She continued, "listen..in my opinion...you have a number of wives in the spirit but none is a...a....religious in the sense of...of...working with you to define a religion."

"Don't we have too many of these already?", Darth puzzled.

"I said that badly", Melanie rephrased, "I meant...I want to talk over with you...in a modern way...religious issues, traditions, obstacles. I would like the basis of our marriage in the spirit to...to examine such issues. For example. Right or wrong, the Witnesses had got it into their head that they must abstain from blood unless its a life threatening situation, and even then some will not give in and want to be martyrs. The Witnesses don't encourage such martyrs but there is always one goat around which gives the rest of us a bad name in that regard."

"That's okay", Darth replied, "the Baptists, I think its the Baptists, have got into their head that baptism has to be done the right way or else its not valid...the Methodists, I think its the Methodists, that one ought to confirm what is attributed to the sayings of Jesus by examining his life...and so on, each religious denomination invented its own cross to bear."

"Cross to bear?", she smiled, a lovely smiled, and leant and gave him a kiss then altered the setting to another shopping plaza.

Lisa and Stephanie walking ahead again, both giving a shrug, and doing their best to focus and enjoy this imaginary outing.

"Of course, the Lord bore the cross", Darth said as he walked along holding Melanie's hand, "so what right has any to invent a new cross and presume they have a right to wear it, this I don't know."

Melanie stopped, turned to her husband, put her arms around his neck, gave him a warm sensual kiss, flowing, "was that a joke? Or were you having a go at the fact that the Witnesses claim the cross Jesus died on had a slanted beam, not horizontal."

"Eh...no...I was not thinking of that", Darth replied, "but now since you brought this up..."

Melanie did not let him finish, instead she maintained her lips on his, for a long time. Lisa and Stephanie turned at one time, became shy seeing their parents "happy", and decided not to look.

When Melanie pulled back, but studying her husband carefully, Darth said, "not to mention that bit about 1914...this is when...I am not so sure how that goes?...according to the Witnesses the world has been freed of Satan? I tell you, some of your church's beliefs are perplexing to me."

"Yes, I know, but now you have me to help resolve such things", Melanie turned, found a handkerchief in her small ladies handbag, and took out a white tissue and blew her nose. She was clearly superimposing a real life memory and must have done exactly that during that time she was at this plaza.

"Not exactly", Darth said gently, "I have you so you can give birth to a reconciling spirit...the points of uncertainty, the conflicts, all go into your spiritual womb."

"I know", Melanie nodded, took his hand and they continued walking, the girls by this time well ahead of their parents in the spirit, "but...to contend with you...at your depth...is impossible for me...its impossible for angels....instead of...arguing...about...issues...can we improve the methods and techniques the Witnesses use to bind their own to the gates of heaven, as Life in the Spirit is known among those in the know - an ideal world...just look at the cover of the magazines the Witnesses bring around...the images you see are meant to convey what our Life in the Spirit is like and about..families mainly."

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(from earlier times)

Darth, as a man but the images more like ideal high quality cartoon images, was standing among a crowd, flowing to them his thoughts and observations.

In the beginning the spirit of God sensed and detected natural life on planet Earth. Through the eyes of God you would see this as looking through an opening in the sky and seeing tree top and a light mist and above the tree tops two white doves. Why then was the Old Testament written in such a way as to suggest God created man, heaven and Earth? I do not know - it is how those who wrote the Old Testament understood the nature of life. God indeed created Man in his image, the few chosen ones, the Adam and Eve of the word.

The first Jews were different from the outset, for they were transformed by the spirit of God into a life-form that God felt was more suitable, more organized, more intelligent, than the other life on the planet. These, the true or righteous ones, have not changed much from generation to generation. Jesus said he came to call the sinners, not the righteous. The righteous have remained ever since the beginning, these are known among us as Jewish Holy Ways. It is so that the Holocaust had messed up Jewish Life in the Spirit, but much of this we have managed to reconstruct as it would have been. In a few contemplative steps we have no choice but to use some Catholic techniques - still valid to Jews, but unorthodox in a sense.

But the days of Moses and Jesus and Mohammed are no more, for now the spirit himself through me explains to you the nature of the matter. This does not mean the Law of the Heart given by Moses is any less valid, but it was not a social law or custom but a law to guide an individuals contemplation. Sometimes the only way such a law could be presented by reference to particular situation which made it seem the law applied to a great many situations. Not so from the beginning.

The Law of the Heart was moved aside by Jesus, and he taught not only by his words but by the example of his ministry, what faith was about. Faith was something even more special that the Law of the Heart. Catholics see in the life of Jesus an example of God's love and mercy and forgiveness and compassion, his desire to seek the poor and help them, his desire to touch the soul of those who had some hope in his Father. In my opinion, he was the greatest person that every lived, and so many fine persons from his example had become over generations the hands and eyes and mouth of a loving God.

Mohammed was touched by an Eternal Being I call the Eternal One. A being of infinite compassion. Not a being that is God as such, but one so close and so loved by God that any how have a hope in that being will never be put to shame.

But you can find out all about this, in a sense it is your right from God to have some fun, to experience the visions from days of old that men and women of gold had seen. All such are saved in a dimensional space, a medium of telepathy, it is also a world in its own right, a unique time and space continuum which has a set of laws of physics that govern its behavior. It is like another world superimposed on your ordinary Earthly existence.

For those among us who wish to form the spark of the Holy Spirit, my first rule to you is "ignore that which you do not understand". This does not mean you don't form opinions, on the contrary, such can refine the spark of the Holy Spirit in you. It means you don't let a matter get to you, don't get to fixated on a matter, let it not be that important to you.

The human brain and soul is not particularly suitable to giving birth to a natural spirit. That means it is hard work to achieve this. A natural spirit can happen naturally, sure, but it is extremely rare. A spirit is a force of life that is born from your thoughts, your feelings, your tribulations, your searching. A magnetic-like field forms in the brain from the electrical activity of the brain, a field that forms a closed container, and eventually when the container is squashed by the natural process of the brain, a tiny spark of true eternal life is awakened. When it awakens, you become a child of God and the spirit begins to find techniques and paths in your brain that can be used to adapt to see in the mind's eye a different world, the world of Life in the Spirit. Again, the human brain has so many limitations, it is relatively simple and basic compared to advanced life-forms, that the spirit does not have an easy task in managing to form the electro-magnetic structures in the brain so you can easily interact with Life in the Spirit.

God is the God of Life, God is Life itself. To some life may be perceived as love, to others as compassion, to others as justice, to others the very opposites of these. Where does God dwell? In the spirit world, a true Dimension, the only true Dimension in existence. Such a world is an infinite times more complex than the world on planet Earth. Even Eternal Beings can struggle understanding the world of the spirit.

For those of you who have seen me with my three wives in the spirit, you may have noticed I am slightly different with Helen, slightly different with Lisa-1, and slightly different with Lana. In Helen, there is a spirit of God which is that part of God which is love. In her also, believe this or not, not important, all the souls of all the Jewish females who had died in the Holocaust. That came much later of course, at first it was me with this Jewish woman, I was not even sure she was Jewish, starting together on a journey in the spirit. But even then, from the early days, I fell in love with her, I could not resist that Jewish spirit in her. Of course, like sometimes in ordinary life, when a man and woman start romancing one another, they may go out of their way to deny the like one another, and sometimes an interactions in the spirit can seem like a battle. Such is natural, not much point dwelling on the past about matters such as these.

In this generation, my Father, and when I use the word Father in this sense I refer to "the God" or the soul of God, is asking his children to mature enough to begin learning about transitions of life. To do this, you are to marry in the spirit, with the basic example of such a marriage adapted from the traditional Catholic Faith Marriage hypothetical. In simple terms, those who partake of the cup of a Faith Marriage, are to plan to spend a weekend away just like a married couple, including sex in any way then want. Whether its a weekend or slightly longer, it is up to both. Both are the true marriage, but they also have a responsibility to their existing ordinary life marriages. A balance is required, a balance which in time opens the heart to a yet deeper appreciation of the love of God for his children. The men and women called to such a marriage are married in ordinary life but not to one another, and have never had sex with anyone except the man or woman who is their spouse. Technically, in traditional Judaism and Catholicism, a young man and woman are "married" the moment two virgins share the intimacy of sex - the church marriage is a mere formality for such a couple. I explain this because it matters not when you were actually married in a church or other situation, the important key is that you had never had sex with either anyone or with more than one sexual partner. The Catholic tradition does not apply to celibates who join the church as Religious, a different cup, but in our new world it can.

A Faith Marriage is at the "will level". This is a level at which imagery can form which can be so strong it can feel like being in a different place or house. At this level the law of no adultery applies as it does in ordinary life. This level is a transition of life. To learn about it, we have, and you will see, reproduced life much like it is in ordinary life with homes, schools even, shops, and a routines such as even cooking. Those who are members of such a family, may from time to time not sleep during the night in ordinary life but in their thoughts they are with their family at the will level. A night might pass during which such a family spent time together - and it matters not at first if during this time they did mundane things such as sitting and watching television. In time it becomes clear how such a life is special and different, at first just imitate ordinary life. Technically, at the will level and in my opinion in ordinary life, if a wife and husband agree to allow a swap of sexual partners, this is not adultery. It is done by consent and by will. In my personal case, my only Catholic wife at the will level is Lisa-1. Because she is a celibate Catholic Sister, she accepts and understands the nature of a spiritual or holy birth. To her heart, both Lana and Helen are her "holy children" and the reason she actually allows these two to also be "wives" at respective will levels. This is an exceptional situation, normally a Catholic wife, and the reverse equally applies, would never allow the other to have sex with someone else at the will level. But, it is also written in our new Gospels "let the women explore paths of love". From personal experience, this is often a mistake after the results are through, so avoid this unless the women who together feel such is valid clearly think this through.

A Faith Marriage sometimes will also be at a "vertical level". Above the strong mental imagery at the Catholic will level, there is the Islamic will level. Very strong, not anywhere near as strong as the Catholic will level but more than adequate. Above this is, logically, the Jewish will level. Not as strong as the former two but adequate. There are about five times as many women as men in Life in the Spirit, so a woman has every right to work her way to propose to a man who already has a wife at the will level. It is up to the existing wife, not the man, to approve this. A woman who wants to be a second, or in the rare cases a third, wife of the faith, is not allowed to explore paths of love because her intent is a marriage not love as such. There is a difference. What is unusual in my case is that Helen, Lana, and Lisa-1 belong to three distinct religions in ordinary life. God alone has managed to show this is possible even in such a situation - but normally a Muslim would have a Muslim as the one, or two, wives of the faith, same for Jews, same for Catholics. To have more than one wife, and if such a wife is from different paths to Allah, one a Muslim the other a Christian for example, can only be possible if a spark of the true Holy Spirit is in a man.

In this regard, a husband and wife in the spirit, by this I mean any levels of a Faith Marriage, are required to have a "truth channel" between them. Along this channel truth alone will flow. This is also so for their in the spirit children, they have a right to have a truth channel with their parents. This channel is not used very often but it is important. A partner to a Faith Marriage can insist, and it is automatic, that something is exchanged only across their truth channel. Let me give you a practical example. In the early years of our marriage, when Lisa-1 was insisting she has an equal right, if not more because she like myself are born Catholics, to "make love" using strong visual imagery, Helen would just give me permission but she did not expect me to go through with such a thing, and each time she gave permission I had to force her onto the truth channel across which the words "of course not" came. Only when on that channel did the word "yes, you have my permission" came across, did I seriously consider such a sweet imagined possibility with Lisa-1. If you look at this logically, then Helen was my first and only true wife in the spirit. But, if you look at this using a faith analysis, Lisa-1 was always my wife of the faith through a Catholic mystery, was my wife in that sense from the day I married Anne my wife in ordinary life in a church wedding. In a Catholic Faith Marriage, two women are or become the one woman, the one wife of the faith, one at ordinary life level, the other at the will level, and if the other consummates a marriage properly she then becomes the wife at ordinary life level even though legally she is still married to her husband in ordinary life. As to how this is, this is a mystery, not important to explain well to others, this is something only couples married in the tradition understand correctly.

A child born to a Faith Marriage is usually a real person in ordinary life, a real child. Thus two become a family of three, and sometimes more, and in my case with my three wives I think at the last count we have fifteen children. That is a very large number, two or three would be the most common number of children. Each child is a human being, a child of God, and he or she depends on her parents to help keep her thoughts balanced, help exit in the spirit state of mind which is very different, and help with understanding the traditions of Life in the Spirit they were born into.

Into the mind's of the group a real situation. Overlap of Cindy's house in the United States, and Kara's house in Australia. This was a Catholic will effect. Cindy was still new as daughter to Darth (and Helen and Lisa-1 and Lana by the fact they were his wives) and wanted to get something of her chest. She was only just over fifteen but had already had a few sexual experiences. In the kitchen of Cindy's house, Cindy using her will to form the settings, she imagined Darth and her father in ordinary life as one and she stood in jeans and a white top in the room, saying to Darth, "I want to refine this in my head. I have been thinking about telling my father, in ordinary life, that I am not a virgin. What do you think?"

Darth: (leaning on a bench) If you were my daughter in ordinary life, its the last thing I want to hear.
Cindy: (walking about) I understand that...but...sometimes he looks at me in a way that makes me shudder, as if he thought I was a whore.
Darth: Do you get along with him? Do you love him?
Cindy: Yes, very much, its that one thing that has been playing on my mind.
Darth: Then tell him, you have my permission.
Cindy: Why do I need your permission?
Darth: Cause this is a Catholic will level setting, and your will is finely locked with your Catholic parents, me and Lisa-1, and there are matters to do with sex you don't think about without permission.
Cindy: (sitting down on the lounge, crossing her arms) From what I heard from my telepathic come Catholic siblings, you are not such a heavy Catholic.
Darth: (coming over, sitting next to her, putting his arm around her shoulder, she responding and leaning against him) That's true, but your Catholic mother is, she is a celibate Catholic Sister - she even knows what all the Sacraments are.

It was the way Darth had flowed that last thought, as if he was totally impressed by a woman who knew what the Sacraments were, that made Cindy smile and say, "dad, even I know what all the Sacraments are, you are pathetic!"

The setting altered to Kara's house, with Lisa-1 and another woman sitting at the large table. Cindy imagined being here, sitting on a chair. "Don't talk like that to you father", Lisa-1 said in reference to the word "pathetic" she had used.

"Dad did not mind, I did not mean it badly", Cindy replied.

Lisa-1 pointed to the woman with her and explained to Cindy, "she is an American, one woman from the Life in the Spirit group you came from...we set our will so we can visit each other's houses...you are a child, dear, to me and my husband", she pointed at Darth now also at the table in the imagery, "and you will honor your parents."

It is sometimes important for a Life in the Spirit groups to discharge anger and "bad vibes". Anything may come out, even what may seem a blasphemy or something so sick for a Christian to hear such as "let us cut their throats". It is just negative feelings which once discharged purge the soul and heart. Such an interaction may last many hours and may seem like some kind of plan. It is only anger. After it is over it is all but forgotten. Natural Telepaths, Christians, Muslims, Jews, none of these groups believe in violence, and while it may come across that they do while anger is being discharged, the only way to form a true opinion in this regard is by considering a man or woman ordinary life credentials in such regard. Sexual tension too can sometimes rear its "ugly" head in a similar manner.

In their setting of Kara's house, Cindy wanted to test the limits of her new Catholic parents when it came to discussion to do with sex. She might have been knew, but she sensed a certain deep "fear" or "taboo" of talking about this. Lisa-1 with a friend were sitting at the table, sipping a cup of tea. Sara in a Catholic school girls uniform was also there, doing what looked like homework in a book. Darth was in the kitchen imagining making a meal. Cindy glanced at Darth, said, "father...what if walked around the house without a shirt or bra? Would that bother you?"

Darth looked up, in his hand a large grinder with peppercorns, "if my daughter did that in ordinary life...I honestly think my wife, Anne, would not object cause she sometimes walks out in the morning to iron a shirt, this without a shirt or even a bra, even though my son could come out any moment. Personally, I would get used to it, just would take me some time and I prefer you didn't."

Cindy recalled dressing and being without a top or bra. Lisa-1 looked at her firmly, "no, love, don't be a child...you start introducing sexual imagery at the will level, it will cause sexual tension or frustration to any men among us."

"I understand", Cindy forced her will to again have a top on, "but girls have breasts...men know that...what is the big deal?"

The other woman with Lisa-1 said, "you have two sons at the will level...how would Cindy like it if one walked about with his penis exposed."

"That's sick", Cindy replied, "you can't compare that to a pair of breasts."

Sara looked up, "for such a traditional Catholic family in the spirit, this family spends an awful amount of time talking about sex."

Lisa-1 pointed to the book in front of Sara. "You keep writing your lesson dear."

"Yes, mum", Sara replied. Cindy looked over at what she was writing, and saw line after line of, "I do not like Cindy cause she is not a virgin but I will learn to forgive and excuse because she is my sister now."

"I hate doing this!", Sara mumbled to Cindy, "it is so humiliating and embarrassing, I feel like a two year old, and its your fault."

"I did not think or feel you liked me much", Cindy said matter of fact.

Jarah imagined herself in this setting. She sensed what happened before, with Cindy without a top or bra, then said to Darth, "I want to try this, but you don't look dad". Darth put the knife he was cutting a vegetable with and went next door. Jarah tried this, but she covered her exposed breasts with her arm, and she walked up and down, then imagined herself with a top and sat down, "you know", she said to Cindy, "I would actually allow this...in my opinion, in these settings, between a father and daughter or brother and sister, there is no inherent sexual interest..the men or boys may feel uncomfortable at first but it would not have that much of an effect on them."

"And what would be the point of doing this?", Lisa-1 asked.

"Not sure", Jarah shrugged, "but we are supposed to explore paths of love...anything which may at first seem "taboo" has in the past proved its usefulness."

Darth was now back in the kitchen and Jarah joined him, helping him to cut some vegetable, and looking into the fridge for some items. "Dad", she said, "I have been thinking...your personal rule in our house is not to uncover your parents nakedness..meaning guilt, shame, indiscretions, that sort of thing...but its not true the other way."

Amy had formed in the setting and sat down next to Sara, glanced at what she was writing, then gave Cindy a "snobby" look.

Jarah pointed to Amy, "I know you even gave her a bath when she wanted to be "made clean", and she was eleven then.

Amy nodded, "I remember...but I enjoyed that...I needed to feel closer to the man whom I accepted as my father in these settings...I wouldn't do it again though", she shook her head.

Sara glanced at Cindy and said matter of fact, "here, miss so brave, why don't you insist dad gives you a bath."

Cindy glanced at Darth, then at Sara, then leant to her, "I don't feel unclean...I feel I made two mistakes in my life already which I can not reverse no matter how I might wish, but I don't feel unclean." Cindy looked at Amy, "why did you feel unclean?"

Amy recalled the time. It took her much effort, then she explained, "I remember...it was when I was new to these parents", she pointed at Lisa-1 and Darth, "and everyone was calling dad the Holy Spirit. I thought this was nuts, to call an ordinary man something like that. Then the visions came to me from my father's mind as I got to know him, and I began to feel very very ashamed of what I thought at first. Mum, Helen that is, suggested to me the traditional Jewish way of "purging" a guilt of this kind, was to ask the father to give a son or daughter a bath. I was embarrassed though, felt too old, and these settings so much like real-life, but I am glad I insisted. Because I was so young, but not a child young, dad felt I was being stupid but he agreed after I pressured him."

Lisa-1 explained to the woman with her, "you should see her...or Lisa...or Sara...when they want something stupid...they put on this little girl look, and their flows like from cute little three year olds, and they walk behind you and pester and pester with wimpy "pleaseee", and after a while I give in, so does Darth."

Lisa-1 rose and walked to the kitchen, telling Darth and Jarah, "go away you two, you are making a mess, I will finish."

The woman with Lisa-1 went to help, and asked discretely about the relationship between Darth and his two other "wives". Lisa-1 projected a memory, briefly, a scene in the bedroom, a memory of sexual love. The intensity of what the woman felt took her breath away, "a woman might give her right arm to taste that kind of sexual ecstasy."

"Not the arm a man is interested in", Lisa-1 mused.

After a while of pondering, the woman said to Lisa quietly, "you actually have a wonderful man and family at this will level."

"I do, I don't deny that", Lisa-1 replied.

Darth had sat down next to Sara. She flowed to him privately, "dad, talk mum out of insisting I write this as punishment for being so rude to Cindy the other day."

Darth asked, "how many lines have you to go?", as he glanced at what she was writing.

"No, does not matter, only ten more", Sara decided after flipping page after page of the lines she had already written.

Sara looked at Cindy and formed the crown of Andromeda on her head, pointed to it, "you got me in trouble, pest, and I am a Telepathic Princess so much more important than you."

Cindy became annoyed, stood, took Sara's hand and led her to Cindy's bedroom, sat Sara on the bed. "Listen...I am older than you in real age...I don't mind if you don't like me, but don't threaten me."

Sara seemed humbled, looked down, "all right...sorry...I will get used to you...maybe like you...just don't pressure me."

Cindy, not very sure of the relationship between this new Catholic family of hers at this level, and Natural Telepaths, asked, "what does that mean anyway? What is a Telepathic Princess?"

Sara rushed up to the door, closed it, sat down, and flowed, "I can torment you forever if I so choose, by giving one command to our Black Guards."

Cindy stood up, troubled, perplexed, walked about, "Sara, but if you do, I will just tell mum and dad."

"Better not!", Sara replied, "because I am a Jew", she pointed to herself, "and I expect my sisters or brothers at this level to be mature and sensible enough to reason with me personally, to sort things out with me, and not rushing to mum and dad."

Cindy locked Sara's mind, and together they were in Cindy's house in the United States. Sara looked about, "wow! You Americans sure have big houses."

Cindy studied how Sara formed, and said to Sara, "you claim you are a Jew...but that's a Catholic girls high school, college, uniform you wear."

"That's my secret", Sara pointed to herself as she sat down on the lounge, saw a remote television control, and imagined switching the television on. Cindy helped by sitting down with Sara and recalling some television images. "This is fun!", Sara tossed her long legs on the lounge and leant against Cindy and imagined a bucket of pop corn as she watched the movie frames.

Cindy began to admire Sara. "Sara...I have been in Catholic Life in the Spirit for two years...after my first sexual experience...don't judge me please, Americans have a problem with their young in this regard...but when I was troubled and came into Life in the Spirit...because the woman sensed I was not a virgin...they taught me the will technique...a most cruel and humiliating lesson...but my will is now strong...but I can't break through your will...how is this possible?"

"Ha", Sara glanced at Cindy, "I have the will of ten million Jewish men and women channeling through me...and yet, all it takes is one Catholic wife in the spirit to block such a will...Jesus was one hell of a Jew to have discovered such a principle."

"Ten million!", cindy exclaimed.

"Aha", Sara nodded, "an estimate anyway....by Jewish mystery of faith, I am in fact our father proper Jewish Holy Wife...and the hope of the Jews of this generation is on me...Helen is a Jew but really a Natural Telepath, they don't consider Helen as one of them...but they do me...even though at first I did not want to be part of them...and the Jewish Life in the Spirit groups consider our father not just the Holy Spirit, but also the Lord their God."

"A wife?", Cindy asked puzzled, "does that mean telepathic sex also?"

Sara raised her eyes, "I wish!", she replied, "it could be so low level and it would make me feel a complete wife...but Helen almost gave me a proper thrashing the one time I brought this up with her."

"I don't really know much about Jewish spirituality", Cindy said.

"I don't know much about Catholics", Sara replied, "but I am learning, cause I was born to Darth and Lisa-1 and they are a Catholic marriage...not exactly a Faith Marriage yet...the Catholics are sloppy in their definitions..they have these friendships at two levels, the Faith Marriage the secret and sacred one, but then in their Life in the Spirit they have these relationships which are like marriages and even include the bedroom scenes, but they don't seem to have a name for these. One just understands such a relationship or friendship."

Cindy: For such an old-fashioned, on the surface, culture like the Catholics, what I have heard about sex so far, or variations, makes me think this is the most sexually liberated way of life.

Sara: I would not put it past dad (i.e. Darth) and his Father (i.e. the God) to have done the impossible and converted all the Gospels into a code which uses discussion of sex as the basis of understanding. I mean, the clever ways such discussion sometimes ends up is a miracle in my heart and mind.

Cindy: In American schools, at least in mine but I am sure this is common practice, they have these sex education classes. They teach young man and woman not to talk about their sexual experiences, and if someone pressures you then they are putting you down, and things like that. I liked that. Made sense. What I am not happy about now, after being party to Life in the Spirit, is that I can never have a proper Catholic holy marriage because I have already known more than one boy. I want dad...my new father", Cindy pointed to herself, "to help me find a way around this....but each time I try to use my will in a certain way, my first sexual experience just stars popping up, and if I continue it will overlap, and me and dad would imagine and believe we are having telepathic sex with one another. Maybe its not a big deal, but it puts me off trying...he is like my father, I already feel this so strongly that he is, and it does not make sense to even think about such a thing with a man as old as one's father. But what do you think? Would it work though? Would it enable me to use a stronger will?

"You can try, but mum will kill you before you get close", Sara shrugged. In this case by mum she meant Helen.

Cindy, having observed Sara's figure and legs the way she was laying across and leaning, said, "you are quite a looker...younger than me but more of a figure than me...and long legs...you would be a hot chase in American schools."

Sara, not sure what this meant, sat up properly and with her hand imagined covering her legs with her skirt as much as she could, "are you kinky? What sort of suggestion is that to a girl?"

"I meant it nicely", Cindy replied, feeling hurt by the insinuation.

In another part of this realm of the spirit, Darth and Helen were now together, riding bicycles in the images. She was feeling sensitive to his deep feelings. From the beginning, he never wanted to have more than one wife in the spirit, of the faith, and that wife was Helen. Helen knew this, and from time to time had to reconcile her own husband to the will of God as far as she could see it. It was not easy for Helen to accept this will of God either, but common sense and the best of spiritual minds had over ten years came to the same conclusion.

Helen: Relax, dear, don't fret. It is as difficult for me and you. Your Father knows what He is doing.
Darth: What worries me is that you may not understand it.
Helen: I don't completely...and I am not satisfied 100% it is not meant to be a one to one relationship between me and you...but as long as Lana and Lisa-1 make you happy, I don't want to complain or object.

They let go of the bicycle and sat down.

Darth: My Father might have an infinity number of wives...but I am a Natural Life of the planet, a true spirit like his mother nature gave me...like Enoch he took me to him...I am grateful...but it would so much nicer, softer, cleaner, to have just one wife in the spirit.

Helen: Might have been cleaner in Roman times, in the days of Jesus, if he did not have to be crucified but he decided he himself he had to be. You also decided the will of God seems to indicate three wives for you. I do agree with you, as much as this pains me, and even though I am not 100% certain of this.

Darth stood up, Helen stood up too. He turned to her, "well...as much as I do like Lisa-1 and Lana, even no doubt deeply love in a way, if I had to decide between you and Lana and Lisa-1, I would choose you - even though when Lisa-1 uses that Catholic Vow of hers to form flows I absolutely love her doing that, this I would miss.

She came closer, put her arms around his neck, gave him a sloppy kiss, "thanks...I know this truth now without a doubt...but I am your loving wife...if the two other women please you, then within reason I approve of them...it is easier for a woman to allow her man to sleep with another, then for a man to allow his woman. A marriage to me is more than sex...granted...I hate the thought of allowing the other two all the privileges of a wife, but I still believe we are doing the right thing by the four of us, you, me, Lana and Lisa-1."

"You are my loving wife?", Darth looked at her firmly, "we will see on our special weekend if this is so."

"You will know, sweets, without a doubt", she replied matter of fact.

Then a shift into the "Utopia" setting, the Islamic "heaven", and Lana in a white gown with a tummy like that of a pregnant woman. Darth gave her a look, "sweetheart, Helen used to become pregnant so often in this sense, then Lisa-1 began, but you were the one I depended not to. Suddenly, in the last few months, you are making a record."

Lana firmed her eyes at him, gave him a gentle slap on the face as she mused and turned aside, "I suppose...so far no one has worked out what contraception is...this baby in my womb is a Jehovah's Witness...elder...scholar...something like that...they have a child among them and guess what...they insist we adopt her..she is about nine in ordinary life."

The setting shifted to Kara's will level setting, with many in the house including Helen and Lana, Lana pregnant. Lisa-1 took one look at Lana and said, "aha...that means without the last 24 hours you and my husband had you know."

"Maybe", Lana turned sharply, "and he is my husband too...do I have to report to you after you know what?"

"Yes, but only if you are likely to fall pregnant in this sense", Lisa-1 replied, "else I prefer not to know...not to think about it...but I have a right to know if you are likely to fall pregnant in the spirit...your child is also my child...is also Helen's child...she has a right to know. We already have something like sixteen children...just a few too many...don't add to the embarrassment we sometimes feel at being so fertile in men's eyes."

"Sorry", Lana turned aside glancing at the few children also at the table, "if I had known this would be happen, then I would have told you, no big deal, no secrets between the three of us in this context."

Darth, now also in the setting, walked outside with two men in army uniform. The imagery real-life. They sat down on the green lawn, Darth imagined a blade of glass in his mouth. One of the men was Jim, a Rabbi, the other Theo, a Catholic theologian and brother. Near them at first just a yellow image of a child, then within an hour (while the imagery remained frozen in their minds) a girl entwined an image. On her lap a white notebook. She pointed to the three men, "which of you is technically my new telepathic and Jehovah Witness father?"

The two pointed at Darth who buried his head in his knees.

The child observed, then wrote down in her book with a big pen, "my new telepathic fathers first reaction at knowing I was his daughter is to bury his head in his legs, laying it on top of his knees that sort of thing, as if he was most embarrassed by me."

Darth turned to her. She was cute, longish skirt, lighter top, brown hair possibly this was not clear, "cutie...I accept you as my daughter of the faith...your mission for the rest of your life is to work among a new Life in the Spirit group we design for them..and get rid of that stupid superstition about not accepting blood transfusions...what does flesh have to do with God?"

The child wrote all this down very carefully. Darth seemed troubled by something. Theo asked him what it was.

Darth replied, "in ordinary life I am working on my computer...this telepathy is just a faint image in my head...well, I leant back and the chair broke, the back fell off, causing me to fall right on top of the mess, a piece of steel digging into my back."

"Sorry", the Rabbi glanced at his watch then at the sky.

"Why is he sorry?", Theo pointed to the Rabbi as he asked Darth.

"Cause the Holy Ones, of which he is one, discern the will of God from physical situations also, like Catholics but Catholics are specific, while they discern from any situation. So, Rabbi, what is God trying to tell us by this event?"

"I see", the Rabbi deliberated after sensing many things, "Darth's first reaction upon learning of a child belonging to Jehovah Witness being born in the spirit was to suggest to the child the most proper introduction to her was to receive a spanking from her mother...not sure which, I think he meant Lisa-1...but before he had a chance to say this his chair broke causing him agony."

"A coincidence", the Theologian replied.

"Nothing is a coincidence in my book", the Rabbi nodded, "not in a situation like this. Suggests to me whomever the spirit that touched the original founders of Jehovah' Witness was not a spirit we know too well...one of the Eternal Beings in Jewish ideology but one we may not know anything about."

Darth turned to the girl looking and listening with interest, "write this down...my telepathic father says he is going to kick the arse of the Eternal Being that caused him to fall of a chair."

"I want a name", the girl replied after diligently writing this down, "I like the name Stephanie. I am nine...but I feel much smarter with you three, my imaginary friends as I think of you...and I think I talk to you."

A woman now managed to entwine an image. She was pretty, elegant, sitting on her legs. She pointed to the child, "through Lana, as I understand, I form a will with you...this is my daughter in ordinary life and she is special...I knew from when she was little she and I could use magic together...never told anyone...so I know she is mine. She is very smart naturally but in the spirit seems smarter, seems much older and more mature."

The Rabbi and Theo introduced themselves, this by forming white labels on their tops with words explaining what or who they were, the Theologian explaining to the woman, "not all of us can use visual imagery that well...but most can see white labels."

The woman studied the two labels and then the one that formed on Darth, "Holy Spirit, Will of God, Son of God, Eternal One's favorite companion."

"Wow", she said as she put her hand to her mouth, "not sure what all that means...am not familiar with Catholics in the spirit...but it sounds wonderful."

"But the Holy Spirit only approves of children of God", Darth replied, "I have personally no problems aiming a machine gun at a group of police officers who protect any super rich man, or any Magistrate or Judge of any court. I know what evil is, and those who want to sit on judgment of others in the world are the living dead...there are rare exceptions. For each super rich about one hundred children die of malnutrition and lack of medical care in the world. I honor none who cause this, and the sense of God in me can identify an individual or groups causing such. Does this sound wonderful?"

"I don't know", the woman smiled warmly but sadly, "I have no right to judge nor want to judge any in the spirit, even a murderer or child molester, when in the spirit they are to me accepted by God our Father."

Stephanie heard all this, gave Darth a glance, then stood up and walked to the house. She was clearly seeing the visual very well and reproducing walking very well. She managed to find a way to open Kara's back door, which was not easy, then walked inside and looked at the others. She pointed to Lana, "I sense you my mother in the spirit....I sense you at the table are my brother and sisters...I want to know why my new father felt like giving me a spanking when I first imagined him in my thoughts...what did I do?"

Lana came over, picked up Stephanie, imagined her smaller, and spun her above her head. She put her down and Stephanie as her usual size. Lana sat her down, herself sitting down. "Forgive your father, for he knows not what he had said...that is your key and your blessing."

"I will, and I do", the child nodded with her hand, understanding - somehow - the mystery of faith in those words.

Then a hesitation, and Lisa-1 felt the power of Darth's mind scanning the cosmos and beyond. She pointed to Lana, "do something, your husband is on a witch hunt."

The others were aware only faintly of the vast mental imagery now upon them - Darth's mind spanning time and space and incomrephensible speed searching for a faint sense of the same Eternal Being that may have caused a will of a planet to align a structure in such a way that it would be break. Further and further, the sense of the incomprehensible ever so strong in all there minds, and then amid the vastness a small image of Darth standing before a brilliant lightning like light, then a flow and words forming in the vastness - one micron close, and I will die, Holy Spirit refrain.

Darth's mind stopped, in the vision beyond words to fathom, he turned, and then back across depths of space and beyond his mind as if closing gateway after gateway until it was closed and he was on the lawn setting again.

"Your hammer head God, that's who that was", Darth pointed to the Rabbi who imagined a notebook in his hand and wrote down, "in that case, Stephanie our responsibility."

The woman with them glanced at the Rabbi, "I don't know what you are talking about...the tongue of Angels I guess..but yes, I accept what I understood, our blessing came from the Lord God of Israel who gave our kind permission to develop our separate way."

Stephanie was sitting on Lana's lap in the house, a tear in her, she feeling that her "imaginary father friend" did not like her. Lana made her go to her "imaginary friend" again. She did, carefully, imagining exactly how to walk through the big room at the back of Kara's house and open the door and she walked down a few steps and came rushing to her new "imaginary friend dad" and stopped short, hands clasped neatly behind.

"Why are you so sensitive", Darth asked, "do you love your parents in ordinary life? Have they ever hurt you?"

"No, never, and I like them lots", Stephanie replied, "but they talk lots in a smart way about Jehovah and make me listen and", she shook her head in the negative, that is not always special to me."

She came closer, sat down, stretcher her legs out, studying Darth. She leant against him, in a way suggesting she was testing his reaction. "You I feel will like me...I have many friends and adult friends like me too."

"I love you already, I am just sore and tired", Darth replied putting his arm around her. She leant against him and, responding to Lana's will who was keeping an eye on Stephanie, she imagined a lollipop in her hand.

Lana came out with a baby in white, the baby representing a stronger spirit in Stephanie. Lana sat down next to Darth and handed him the baby, "she needs a change."

"Excuse me", Darth replied as he took the baby, "I have three wives but I have to change nappies."

"All good husbands sometimes change nappies", Lana replied and stood up, leaving Darth with a baby in his arms whose nappy looked soiled.

"This is just the imagination, no smell here, you can stay as you are", Darth muttered as he swayed with the baby.

"Dad, I will change this, I see my mother doing this", Stephanie lifted herself up, took the baby from his arms, then imagined herself with the baby on the lawn and she with pins in her mouth undoing a dirty nappy, holding her nose with two fingers as she lifted the nappy and tossed it away.

Darth stood up, walked about awkwardly, one hand holding his back. Theo worked out why, had to do with the fall in ordinary life, "bad?", he asked.

"Physician heal thyself, as it is written somewhere", the Rabbi while sympathetic mused.

"I know...I know", Darth replied, "and I could heal the wound where the metal dug in...and no one would ever know...it is not much of a wound but hurts like hell...but then I would not know what pain the children of God endure and experience...my Father is a rather meticulous scientist in many ways...he would not approve of me using any God powers for "unofficial" business such as healing or miracles. As it is written, God does things only once for demonstration purposes. And Jesus had the honor of being able to heal. And that part is a shame..because sometimes when I see a disabled person, or someone who lost a leg or arm, I would love to use some of the forces in my spirit."

Darth sat down next to the woman, "my Lady...I have an injury...may require a blood transfusion...persuade me in such a way as I will believe, that it is against God's law to have blood transfusions."

"I am not your wife, hope to be just a friend", the woman replied, "I don't want to tackle you on this subject right now but in time I hope to interest you in a discussion on this in a proper holy way."

"Ah...proper holy way", Darth said, he standing, walking, holding his back where the pain was, "that is our Rabbi's specialty."

The woman, now locked onto the will of Helen, Lisa-1, and Lana, who were helping her form feelings and thoughts from the depths of her spirit by blocking foolish thoughts, pondered. She finally said, her flow nice, not threatening, pleasant, "well...all right...I will do this with the Rabbi first if he does not mind", she pointed to the Rabbi, the signals she was to use being taught to her by Helen, "but ultimately you alone are of interest to me".

"Ah...you have faith in me...then discuss this with Theo, that's his speciality", Darth replied as he pointed to the theologian.

"You are very smart, father...dad", Stephanie was sitting quietly, a pencil in her hand, white pages in front of her, she quite impressed by her new telepathic father walking around like anyone who just had a fall and was comforting the aching part.

The woman stood up, made Darth stop his lamenting, and stood before, "all right...the rules of our understanding are now written in my heart and in my spirit...until death us do part I am supposed to say apparently, Helen said so, I hardly know your wives but already feel close to them in my heart."

"Ah, in which case you want to marry one of my wives and not me", Darth replied, "I have always found that situation so amusing, the three are very much real women, that I actually always gave them permission for this...they never came close to marrying or wanting to marry a woman."

The woman paused, wondered, then lowered her head, "I have no real chance against you...the spirit in me is tiny...compared to yours...I submit to your grace", she stood in that position.

The Rabbi, considering how elegant and lady like and attractive the woman looked, moved closer to Stephanie and whispered, "maybe your new imaginary dad would like to give this woman a spanking? Might appeal to him more."

Stephanie took one look, then stood, walked to Darth, by the hand land him aside and whispered, "that funny old man", she pointed at the Rabbi, "said something naughty...I thought you said he was Holy."

"He is...he was trying to please his God, me in this case, by offering to me something a man's fantasy might...ah...you are too young to explain this too, all right, he was being a touch naughty", Darth replied.

The woman turned, glanced at the Rabbi, came and sat next to him, made sure her dress was neat as she sat down, "very amusing...you would please the Lord your God by whatever means you can. How do you know your God", she pointed at Darth, "can be tempted."

From the depths of his being, after some soul searching, a flow from the Rabbi that all heard, "because I love him as a man...a friend...that is why I thought of this, not because I accept him as the Lord my God, or the Law as Jews in the spirit refer to some men."

"Why do you love him so?", the woman asked.

The Rabbi stood up, seemed nervous, took her aside, "why? If you only knew! He battled on his own....God knows how...an army of Jewish Noble Houses...powerful and strong telepathy group...to win the hand of his Jewish wife, Helen, with whom they were friends for years but later their love became strong....he did something no Jew in the spirit believed possible...not because God was with him, but that is possible, but because the power of love and determination in him conquered a mountain impossible for non Jews to understand."

Helen was now also with them, she sitting neatly next to Darth, placing her arm across his shoulder. Darth flowed to the Rabbi, "yes, well, if I knew she would give me over...how many?...fifteen children in the spirit, I doubt I would have tried."

"That goes both ways", Helen glanced at him.

"She did allow you to have two other wives", Theo pointed out.

"But she failed to explain to them a matter...so both are convinced beyond a doubt the will of God is on their side, and they think it is really they that give Helen permission to remain wife", Darth flowed back.

"Oversight on my part...I regret so much!", Helen explained. She stood up, walked to the new woman, "give yourself a name among us...remain in the state you were called...let your faith be sufficient for you...if in future you need to make love to my husband", she pointed to Darth, "once I will allow you to blend with me....he does not even have to know...or can know...can imagine it you even, depends if he is in my good books or not at the time. If he isn't, he sees me only, but if he is, I can make it more interesting for him by him seeing you not me but knowing it is I. A male fantasy, useful sometimes to explore."

"Thank you", the woman replied, actually pleased by the thought.

Stephanie was sitting diligently writing all this down. Helen came to her, took the notebook and tore that page out, "no, sweetheart, you are only nine, you cover your ears when you think adult talk. Do or else...I mean it."

"Yes, mum", the child replied sensing a certain parental authority in this woman.

They silenced their telepathy to hear flows from the new girl..."now my imaginary friend is real...I just know it...he is a man much like my father...I am sure he is even nicer...I love this...ought I tell someone about this?"

"Tell no one", Helen flowed back after tuning into the exact and precise telepathy channel.

Cindy also came out of the house and sat next to Helen. Cindy was about to alter the setting to her American house but Helen blocked her, looking firmly, saying to her, "no, when I am attending to very important needs of one your sisters or brothers, you do not get me cross at me, you do not interrupt me...silence your thougths now."

"Yes, mum", Cindy pulled her legs up and slumped her head on her knees.

The woman was now sitting next to the Rabbi and Theo the theologian. She said to Darth, "Jehovah preach the coming of the kingdom...it is among us now, the new Jerusalem has begun to fall from the sky."

"Don't advertise that", Darth replied, "then, if it does not work, people will have something else to blame on God....if it does not work out as you think it might...does God want to put you on a leash and lead you to the glory land? You decide what glory land is, and He might help you build it."

The woman, aided by Helen and Lana, used her Jehovah will for the first time and imagined herself outside a Jehovah Witness temple in Kiama, south of Sydney, a beach resort town. Images close to ordinary life. She, sensing the imagery very strong, asked, "you been here?"

"Often", Darth replied, "not the Hall, just the area."

Using her will, she now, learning quickly from Helen how to do this, imagined herself with Darth in a park in Kiama. The memory was Darth's, this she knew, and at the time with him was his wife Anne, this she sensed, but now in the setting she was sitting with him on a blanket and handing him a salad roll while they both sat listening to an orchestra at the front.

"How do you like Stephanie so far?", she asked as she searched in a picnic basket.

"Nice, very sensitive though", Darth replied.

She took out a bottle of beer, opened it, gave it to Darth, "I don't personally approve...am rather an orthodox Jehovah Witness...but I make an exception in your case."

"Can I have a cigarette as well", Darth mused.

"Don't be so clever with me", she replied, "I am only learning this...and my thoughts seem a million miles above the planet as I see this image...and I hope I will be normal tomorrow...it is night...I can not sleep."

"You will see the vision of Saint Paul, with the vision a feeling that will help to restore the normal state of your physical body", Darth replied, "but there is no rush....tell me your thoughts please."

"I am actually dead", the woman asked seriously as she imagined a pack of cigarettes in her hand, "because it feels like I have died and gone to heaven."

"Yes, but you don't need to know that for a fact", Darth replied, "your body will awaken properly...but spare a thought for Helen...it could have been you...would you easily cope with putting together so many new Life in the Spirit groups, each according to their personal religious preference? So many children each with a determination and smartness of their own?"

"I will spare a thought for her", the woman replied. "Why aren't you imagining to light that cigarette?"

"I did not want one, just teasing you", Darth replied as he neatly tossed the pack into thrash can.

"Nice shot....you can do that in real life? That bin is far away", she asked.

"No, wish I could", Darth mused.

She moved closer to him then leant against him, "I believe in you already...I do not need convincing."

"What is it that you believe about me?", Darth asked.

"That God has touched you, is using you to explain to many mysteries of life, of faith, and much more", she replied.

Darth stood up, again feeling the pain in his back, and began to pace about and complain, "I wish I had someone to complain about, about my Father (i.e. the God). You think communicating with him is easy? You would think a life-form so smart could pick up a simple language such as English in no time - but no, billions of fields coming together is how he explains and conveys, this to balance needs, reality, hopes, aspirations, confusion, what not, and it took my poor primitive brain five years to be able to translate some of these thoughts into English, and into appropriate flows. And the vast visions these forces can form...that to took my brain sometimes to form into visuals I can understand."

"But I am not as young as I used to be", the woman smiled warmly, "but I am not that old, my daughter being only nine...but even so...let us get started on a proper Jehovah Witness Life in the Spirit group. How do I begin?"

"Choose the setting, the visuals, which you like best from the cover of your magazines", Darth sat down but holding his back indicating in real-life his back was in pain, "talk about the ideals you personally see in such imagery...that would do for a start...in time...after Stephanie is married and has her second child in ordinary life...she will take over...she might decide what you had put together is not fitting for your people...whatever she decided, so the will shall be set."

"I like you...maybe love in some way already", the woman flowed nicely, "if I offered myself as a sacrifice and desired to become a Catholic wife of the faith, have I a chance?"

"Once you get to know Helen, you will appreciate her determination is absolute...the most beautiful, sensual, with the nicest personality, whatever their ages, women in the world could not move her aside." Darth replied.

"I don't blame her", the woman replied softly, "she has won a prize no human mind can comprehend...the majesty and glory of being the wife of the Holy Spirit."

"Hmm", Darth replied and forced the woman's mind to a vision, a memory, of an interaction with Helen. In the setting it was World War II, and he in a Nazi uniform, and she in female Nazi uniform. They stood on a platform while a train arrived carrying lovely people to be slaughtered by the Nazis. The woman now saw herself in this setting and heard Helen say, "no, I do this with you, let's do this better, last time was shit."

Before long the woman knew Helen and Darth were doing this in real time. The imagery strong. Darth pointed to the new woman, "there, a Jehovah Witness...they too were targetted by the Nazis...therefore...some history of the death camps might be an appropriate contemplation for her?"

Helen, in her Nazi uniform but a very brief skirt (and her legs were long and petite and most sexy) turned to the woman, a clipboard in her hand, saying, "there was a time when I was convinced beyond a doubt he was the Holy Spirit... I said I would do anything for him...sensing I was not confused...sensing I would not physically do such a thing...I did not know at the time he sensed this first....he told me if this was so, then I should kill both my daughters in ordinary life. I knew then in my heart that no human being on this planet has true faith in God - except him", Helen pointed to Darth.

The woman was looking about this setting and was clearly nervous, the setting too strong, too real. She said to Darth, a tremor in her voice, "I feel that any stronger with this effect and it will be possible for me to be here...then...as it was....how can this be?"

"On the basis of what I said", Darth replied, "sure, compete with her if you want...but it is not something so wonderful to commit adultery which is what a Faith Marriage basically requires...so be clear why you want to compete."

Helen had moved aside, walked to a long seat. She sat down. The skirt she wore, a black one, was so brief the full length of her legs were an attraction Darth found hard to focus away. While standing net to the woman he shook his head and said, "those legs of hers can drive a man crazy with desire!"

"I am sure that is true, I wouldn't know", the woman replied as she glanced at Helen sitting in solitude. In the setting, so real it was, there were men in military uniform pushing people from train carriages onto the platform. Darth turned to the woman, "the Jewish community decided long ago that anytime anything like the Nazi's were born...they would be exterminated...they set a technique in place to trace such a thing...they found it, of all places, in Australian Local Courts. Their mind technology responded automatically, striking all Australian Magistrates and Judges. Believe this or not, I don't know how much you heard, the Natural Telepaths are actually doing many a favor by taking them away from the clutches of Jewish mind technology. The point being...form your Life in the Spirit group but ignore what you hear about Natural Telepath strikes against Australian Magistrates and Judges. Do this, and you are welcome among us."

"I do", the woman nodded and decided to find a way out of the setting because Darth was so focused on his wife's legs, that she reasoned she did not want to see or understand what the two do together in such settings when alone.

As she was loosing the imagery in her head, she saw Sara and Cindy entwine into this setting. Sara had a white paper in her hand. She saw Helen, glanced at Darth, gulped, then said, "I will be quick dad...just sign this please."

Without looking, Darth imagined signing the white paper. Sara and Cindy quickly faded, forming the setting of the will level at Kara's house. Sara put the white paper on the desk and showed all her sisters, "I got it! Permission to wear shorter skirts in some settings...dad's signature on it...beaut!"

"Sara, that was so wicked of you", Cindy said but she was much impressed by Sara's calculated entry into her father's will setting.

"So?", Sara shrugged, "I sense well and sense when....you know...I can get away with something, not always certain of the reason, that one surprised me....but...anyway, if you knew how old-fashioned our telepathic parents really were, some simple things so hard to get permission for, you would understand why us siblings found so many ways to get around them."

A few hours later, by this time Kara's house was crowded, Helen and Darth entwined back into this setting. Helen brushing back her long hair, looking about, not sure what she ought to be doing. "Come and help prepare, dear", Lisa-1 said to Helen as she was bringing a tray of appetisers to the main table, "I can guess what you have been doing."

Helen gave her a look and walked to the kitchen, putting an apron on.

The girls were sitting at the table, most biting on red apples, and looking and questioning Stephanie who seemed young but ever so clever. She wore now a slightly yellowish dress, similar to Lisa or Amy and yet different, more modern, in style and color. Stephanie explained to the others as she bit an apple, "mum, that mum", she pointed to Lana standing in the room with two scholars, she still looking like a woman nine month's pregnant, "showed me how to imagine this new dress on me. I also want dad, that man", she pointed to Darth now with a group of Theologians, "to give me a bath cause I know what that means and I am still young enough not to feel too silly about a man giving me a bath."

Darth was explaining to what clearly was a Jehovah's Witness Life in the Spirit group. All it took was one woman to form a "will" with Lisa-1, or Lana or Helen, and she could bring other's through to the setting. Darth was saying to the men, "gentlemen..each distinct religious group keep one another honest...cause we can loose sight of our mission...happened to the Jewish Life in the Spirit, then Catholics, even the solid Islamic ones lost faith for a time...everyone starts thinking all this could be explained by science. Sure, by a science this galaxy will never develop enough to understand. Little difference aside, such as is this right or wrong, personal opinions really these, we all believe in the same God."

"Dear, please give your new daughter a bath, she is pestering me about this", Lana said.

Darth turned to see Stephanie standing with Lana and tugging at her gown. Darth muttered under his breath, then walked to Stephanie and took her hand, "all right, down the hall."

They walked down, Stephanie stopping asking which was her room in her "imagination" in this house. Darth explained. They walked into the bathroom. Stephanie imagined the bath had water with soap bubbles, imagined herserl naked, and imagined Darth picking her up and putting her in the water. She imagined a sponge and gave it to him, "back first please dad....and I will wash my private parts on my own later when you are not here."

Darth was feeling very tired by now from the mental strain of, at times, maintaining strong visual imagery. He closed his eyes as he washed her back, at times feeling like he was fading out of telepathy. Stephanie sensed this each time, and turned, "dad, don't leave me alone in the water...I am too small."

After a while she imagined herself being dried by her new father, then she put on her dress, and together they walked out. Stephanie rushed back, sat at the table, saying to the siblings, "I am clean now...dad gave me a bath."

"Dad, want to give me a bath?", Jarah asked, she standing up, musing, biting a red apple. (in ordinary life Jarah was over twenty-one but among them she chose to remain eighteen.)

"If your mother doesn't mind, I could be tempted", Darth replied. This brought a giggle from Amy and Lisa who covered their mouths with their hands and looked at Jarah curious how she will respond. Jarah glanced, amused, at Helen, who in turn gave her a stern look.

Stephanie, not quite appreciating the humor, looked at Jarah and said, "you too big...are you my sister too?"

Jarah imagined Stephanie smaller and lifted her, spinning with the child under a light, as she did deep visions of the "holy" nature of God formed in Stephanie's head.

"Wow, what a thrill", Stephanie said when she was put down and was her normal nine year old size.

"Weren't you at all embarrassed by dad giving you a bath?", Sara asked as she bit her red apple.

"A bit, yes", Stephanie replied and reached for an apple herself, these in baskets on the table.