Tales in the Spirit

Why has Darth, the Holy Spirit, such a close alliance (across the telepathic plane) with the Sicilian Mafia psychics? The reason has not been clear for a long time. Then the answer came. This group would serve as a teaching to all Life in the Spirit as to what is involved when the spirit of God begins "evolving", or "modifying", the natural life of the planet so that it can advance and give in its own self birth to an everlasting soul and spirit.

These Chapters attempt to capture using ordinary life situations what and how it began with the Sicilian Mafia telepathy group (a way of life in its own right, shrouded in mystery, a life or no escape).

The three black limousines rounded the steep hill and came to a screeching halt in an open plaza. Colorful and old buildings lined one side. On the other side a rock wall and beneath the sea. In one corner an open "cafe" with tables outdoors. Tables covered in white satin. On one table a most striking young woman sat and sipped a cool drink. A Sicilian beauty! Her hair ever so long and yet so shapely. Her figure remarkable. Not far from her table two tall burly males in coats and wide hats. Two Mafiosi standing guard over a beloved daughter of a Don. At the other end of the plaza a band of musicians played Sicilian tunes.

As the three white limousines pulled to a screeching halt, the two burly men rushed to the young woman. She shook them away. "No, pronto", she motioned with her hand.

Men, most in dark blue military-like uniforms, stepped out. Then one man in a white shirt and dark blue trousers. He walked to the Sicilian beauty, sat down.

"Hi", he said, studying her eyes.

Maria, as her named turned out to be, stood and walked to the cliff. She cast her eyes over the old stone wall. She called the man over. He came, glanced at the dark blue water deep below this cliff.

"I lack nothing", she said softly as she cast glances at the man, "authority, wealth, power, prestige, honor, fear. All these are mine. I am a virgin. A daughter such as I has no choice. It is not something I miss. What have you to do with me?"

Darth smiled, turned, walked to the third white car. Jim stood by that car. Darth's best friend. Jim in a white suit and hat, himself looking like a burly Mafiosi.

"Each new one is more blood beautiful than the last!", Darth shook his head.

"More so than Lana?", Jim gave the woman the once over but he was not that close to her to see her as Darth had, "that would take some doing."

Darth walked to her. She wore a long black skirt and a black top exposing her arms. That long hair, its shapely way, attracted Darth most of all. He walked to her, gave a bow, "once upon a time...but", he stretched out his wedding ring, "I can not do this."

He turned. She stepped to him, took his hand, made him turn, as she did her mental image changed to that of Lana. Lana embraced him, gave him a kiss, "oh my, you are in love my lord".

The image of Maria formed near. Lana pointed to her, "but she has to be your wife too. She is competent psychic. This Mafia group has been set aside, so it seems, by our Father. The spirit wants to teach, from the beginning, all Life in the Spirit groups how natural life can be taught to develop a conscience, a soul, and an everlasting spirit."

"And why would I not want to be your wife?", Marie stepped closer, "I know what you are...I sense majesty in you...I sense dignity in you...I sense in you Life itself. The body decays, my natural beauty will fade with age...but to be your wife, one of the few women of faith who can be, is to be a part of life beyond death. I don't doubt this", she shook her head, "and I want a wedding ring on my finger", she stretched her hand, "like Helen has, like Lisa-1 has, like Lana has. I will...sacrfice...my will...so it blends with your existing wife", she pointed to Lana.

Lana took the woman aside. "Listen", she said, "in any telepathic realm of life, except the low-level telepathy band in which I alone am my husband's wife, I do not mind sharing my husband. The telepathic plane I speak of, is like Earth, like the planet, like ordinary life. Anything else is like heaven to me, and in heaven, so I believe, they neither marry or are given in marriage but are like angels."

"I accept, your Majesty", Marie stepped back and gave a curtsy, "and now please fade out of telepathy mode, while I attend to my husband the Mafia way", she pointed at Darth and as she did a wedding ring formed on her finger.

Lana smiled and walked to Darth. Took him aside. Made him turn to her. She put her arms around him, gave him a passionate kiss and embrace. "Listen. A woman is different to a man. Many women can be as one with my will. I do accept her, because it seems to me God has a special mission for this lot. Trust me, I give permission, consummate your wedding night."

Lana faded, leaving Marie studying her husband. She came closer, cautiously, hands clasped behind, then took his hand and brought him to the two Mafiosi standing ever so worried in the plaza.

"Lay down the law then", she said to Darth as she pointed to the two.

"I don't know how yet", Darth explained to the two, "I need your guidance. Let's work on some examples", he sat down and the two Mafiosi, prompted by Maria, sat down at the table with him and took off their hats.

"All right", Darth said, "forming a strict set of laws is the basic step. For example. Say someone owes you money and have not paid on time. Do nothing...physical...the first time you remind him or her. The second time, do nothing either. But on the third occasion, do what you naturally do."

"That depends on the debt", one Mafiosi explained.

"He was just making an example", the other Mafiosi punched he first one in the arm.

"That will do", Maria came closer and took Darth's hand, "you two are soldiers of God now, no matter how you understand that. You have your mission. I don't want to know specifics", she shook her head, "and neither does he", she pointed to Darth. "The object is to form a living consciousness. You, everyone subject to our new laws, will struggle with these at times, trying to make sense of the ethics and morals in accordance with our code. When that struggle begins, deeper perception of the soul, the spirit, and a new sense of life overpowers you."

She turned to Darth, embraced him, gave him a kiss. "As for me and you...let us work on our own heavenly settings. Whenever our telepathy crosses over into Lana's telepathy bands, sorry, she is your wife and I accept and respect that. If that happens, we might need to explore paths of love. Else, consider this Mafia way of life you alone who is not one of us, now knows completely, as something completely alien."

Using her will, Marie altered the imagery. To images from the motion picture Godfather. Then she recalled images, and made them ever so strong, from the song by Pussycat dolls which they sang and danced to in a motion picture, a song called Sway. Using her own unique set of mental images, she was forming a unique and private telepathy channel with her new husband.

Then a strong image of a church in Sicily. Then inside. About twenty men and women sat in the pews. Darth, in the image of a priest, with Marie near him, spoke from the front. "You are natural life of the planet. Your mind, your will, has not been polluted by man made laws forced down peoples throats by police and courts. It is from natural life such as you, that my Father knows from experience, there is the greatest chance of what he knows as true life being born. Please don't ask how, that is a mystery too complex for us. It takes time, it takes generations, it takes a set of laws, it takes steps forming planes of awareness in your mind, along which your consciousness, your soul if you like, can glide. This woman", he pointed to Marie, "I accept as my...my...I forget the number, sorry, maybe the seventh in the scheme of things, wife. My main wife, really in truth the only one across the telepathy plane, is Lana. But, she does not mind, in fact she completely allows this, myself having other wives bound to me in faith in unique Faith Paths or Ways of Life or ancestral family type telepathy structures. It has to do with the mystery of a woman in the spirit. A number of women can blend, combine, their will, to be as one woman. This is impossible for any male to understand so please don't waste your time on this."

"Is that clear?", Marie asked the target audience, "as far as you are concerned, in our Way of Life, I alone", she pointed to herself, "am my husband's", she pointed to Darth, "wife. Clear?"

She waited and called two small children, a boy about 10 and a girl about 8, to her from the back of the church. The two had walked in and stood at the door. Both most neatly dressed.

"These two", Maria squatted and put her arms around them, "are our Mafia children. Each a child in ordinary life of a Mafia heavy. I know personally who each one is. They are fine, not abused or anything, in fact, both have most loving parents. Both are very intelligent, and the reason their early awakening to a life of no escape they were born into, caused in them a spiral that led them to the Mafia telepathic plane. In that sense, I am their mother, as my husband", she pointed at Darth in the garments of a Priest, "is their father. This one", she caressed the long black hair of the girl, "is Louise among us, and this fine young man", she turned to the boy, "I shall call Adam."

They walked outside the church. Darth now as a man. Maria by his side, she a most attractive looking woman. There were items to sort out. Darth squatted with his two new telepathic children, explaining, "all right...in our journey...we will go back in the past to see how it all began...sometimes some gruesome images might appear...I don't know if I want you to see them."

The two considered, and Louise replied, "well, dad, I don't want to", she shook her head, "to see anything I would not be allowed to see on television at my age."

"All right", Darth nodded and glanced at Adam who nodded, indicating he was satisfied with that.

Maria was standing near with a baby in white in her arms. Darth stood and walked among the twenty, explaining. "The baby in my wife's arms, is your soul. A conscience if you like. It is not unique to any of you, it is from all of you. Let that remain a mystery how that works. Now", Darth walked about, at times glancing at the cobblestones, "the soul is not bound to the body, it is a consciousness in its own right. But, for the first four years, it can not survive without the brain. If, in the next four years, someone identified everyone of you and arranged for you to be killed, then the child would die. The risk of that is insignificant."

"I need to understand you", Darth said, "on a scale of 1 to 10, I will ask you to make an observation. How important are family ties to the Mafia?"

Silence. Marie smiled at Darth then spoke to the others, "no, please, don't assume my husband understands the Mafia much. I would say the answer is 10 to that question."

One by one, the others nodded.

"What about honour?", Darth asked, "more important than family or just as important or very close? Please let's not struggle with what that word means at this point in time, use your natural feel for what honor among you, and in your business, is."

"I would say 9", one man replied and the others nodded.

"What about natural justice?", Darth asked, "and again, please don't struggle with this, just use your natural feel for what value you would give this."

"About 7", a woman, one of the few among them, flowed and others nodded one by one.

"What about your older daughters?", Darth asked, "Maria has explained a few things to me. "As I understand, some can never marry and must remain virgins. Some must remain so until they marry. Most can...do whatever they like in this regard. How important is that first class?"

"Absolutely important for those who must remain virgin until they marry", one woman replied and the others nodded.