Understand me
I can be of much use to you
I know that I AM.
Aboard the superb reproduction of the Death Star (of Star
Wars fame), Lisa and Elisha had found their way to the fourth level which
contained entertainment areas. As they stepped out of the elevator colorful
spinning and twirling lights had met them. And noise, music, all kinds. However,
the most bewildering sight was "alien" looking creatures sitting at tables,
dancing.
"Those two look like two green lizards", Lisa mused as she and Elisha were
looking for a table, "wonder which one is the woman?"
There were human looking young men and women, and soon both girls were asked
to danced and accepted. As they were doing this, a general alarm sounded.
All those who were soldiers started running for the elevators.
"What does that mean?", Lisa found Elisha.
"Alarm? I don't know. Who could possibly attack, and how?", Elisha replied
and the two made their way to the elevators.
They found their father in one of the top operations rooms. He stood in
his Darth Vader looking outfit watching an image of the Death Star, except
white, approaching.
"What it it?", Lisa put her hand around her father's upper arm as they watched
in silence.
The next moment the metal doors parted and they turned to see an entourage
of men and women in Indian garments. One in particular wore a low-level silver
crown on her head and he appearance like a Hindu bride.
"Husband", she came closed to Darth and lowered her head.
"Husband?", Darth flowed.
Lisa and Elisha moved to the side of the large chamber. Now white soldiers
of the Telepaths rushed in, with many senior officers and advisers.
The Hindu woman, perhaps thirty in the image but such images ever so youthful
and ideal age was relatively meaningless, turned to look at the white soldiers
with their rifles upright. She walked to them. "Put your dicks down boys",
and she came back to Darth and gave a curtsy. "Let me tell you a tale", she
flowed in such perfect sense language she was so easy to hear and her flow
delicate feminine.
"After World War II", she began as she paced, "the Jewish Life in the Spirit
began to wonder if their dimension had somehow caused the Holocaust. They
defined a new dimensional space, and handed to it the dimension of law. To
ensure this dimension of law was not the problem, they found a Hindu Life
in the Spirit and guess what, promised the dimension of law to us. I am sure
you see the picture, dear", she said and walked straight to a huge circular
bed and sat herself down, studying Darth in his Darth Vader outfit.
"Even if true", Darth walked closer, "what have you to do with me?"
She stood and took his hand and brought him to the large window and pointed
at the white image of the Death Star. "How can it not be true? What other
dimension, except the dimension of law, can reproduce and reverse Telepathic
images of this order of magnitude?"
The imagery changed. A faint imagery. Darth as a man leading a donkey through
a village in India. On the donkey a bride. Then the image inside a small house.
The bride standing opposite Darth. He lifts a veil, and gives her a kiss.
The two lovers embrace.
The imagery altered rapidly to the Death Star, which was a new setting owned
by the Telepaths Military Ancestral Family and still being worked on.
"Our human life is short", she came closer to her husband and put her arms
around him, embracing him, "your dimension is a male...any other dimension
around the planet is a female...your wife is a dimension, not a unique woman,
not even a unique spirit...I have as much right to be your wife as Helen,
Lisa-1, Lana, and Li, not to mention others."
Lisa, now in her usual yellow kind of olf-fashioned gown with a trail of
gold, upon her head the magnificent Crown of Andromeda, walked over to one
of the advisors. "Is this true my lord?", she asked softly in her usual nice
soft tone.
The adviser walked to the side and Lisa came to him. "I don't know what
to make of this", he explained, "maybe the Noble Ways don't trust us completely...maybe
they are putting on a charade."
Elisha, she in a long majestic dark red gown with a trail, upon her head
the low-level golden crown of a Telepathic Princess, had followed Lisa at
an appropriate distance and had heard the adviser.
"Councilor", she said, "my sister did not ask for your opinion, she asked
a question...answer it, by my command."
Lisa turned, blocking Elisha compelling power of will on the advisor, "no,
sister dear, let us not pursue Truth until it is clear what is the Truth we
wish to pursue."
Lisa walked over to the Hindu bride, and walked around her. "I could have
you thrashed, I could have you cast into hell, beyond the grave...my father
has not blocked any of my commands since I was small...why are you here then?"
"Your Majesty", the Hindu bride gave a curtsy to the sixteen year old, "I
have a plan...my people...my dimension...has a plan."
"Let us hear it then", Lisa stopped and asked.
The Hindu bride walked to the doors. The doors parted. She dragged in a
donkey.
"Is that a donkey?", Elisha mused, "or one of those aliens we saw in the
entertainment zone."
Lisa glanced at her sister and gave a soft laugh.
"It is a donkey", the Hindu bride walked closer and replied to Elisha, "did
not Jesus ride on a donkey to Jerusalem? The donkey symbolic of the law. I
have my own fine theologians and they know the symbolism of the Old and New
as well as your people, your Highness".
Lisa turned to Elisha standing near, whispering, "I thought Jesus rode on
a mule."
"Eh, let's not quibble", Elisha replied.
"Are you going to enlighten us about the point of the donkey?", one of the
Telepaths advisors asked.
"Why?", the bride left the donkey near the double bed and walked to the
advisor, "the point is...we have a donkey." She turned, and instructed one
of the Indians with her to take the donkey outside.
"The mystery of law as given to the ancient Hebrews", Darth walked toward
her, "was meant for them alone. The dimension sets reality that comes to pass.
It can only be used safely in a very well managed and controlled situation.
The dimension of law can set the reality for a planet if a plan is not carefully....calculated."
"Yes, well, dear", the bride replied, "in your the power of the living God...you
can stop such a reality if need be."
"That would be a miracle", Lisa flowed, "and dad is not allowed to do miracles."
The bride walked closer to Lisa. "I have watched and marvelled at your father's
grace in war in mid-heaven. I have seen miracle after miracle in how the various
Life in the Spirit groups came together. I suspect the baby Holy Spirit disregards
his Father's wishes at will."
"No", Elisha shook her head, "but you can't prove those...miracles...you
spoke of...where miracles."
"Eh", the woman turned and projected a strong image on the wall, "I am a
psychic myself, not just a Hindu. Parramatta police station in Australia",
the woman pointed to the image and the image was inside a police station,
"each one of them was linked directly to a Telepathic d2-field. When the crunch
comes, and the people of Australia will want to understand how Anglo-Saxon
courts sell their court orders, that lot will squeal like pigs about what
they know."
The image faded. A new image, somewhere in India, along a coast, the woman
walking on the sand with Darth (Darth as a man, not in his Darth Vader suit),
she with her hand around his upper arm. "Education is good, but war is better.
Your aim, our aim, can be as one. Your psychics are hitting Australian police
officers almost daily, making sure their brain naturally expands so the consciousness
becomes stronger. A touch of evil in you, my husband? That's a nasty thing
to do, they are already all destined for a psychic pit, why expand the brain?
So they suffer new type of pain more and more forever? I don't care, or mind,
not the point. What I am after is an alliance, by marriage of course, between
my groups and your groups."
"What can you do for us?", Darth asked, "and the effective life of our dimension
beyond the grave is a few hundred years, three thousand at absolute maximum.
Not forever."
"Oh, a touch of compassion, your Majesty?", the woman mused.
Darth turned to her. "Listen...you are...trying...the life of this planet
is so primitive and superficial, it would be evil to create everlasting dimensions
beyond the grave."
The woman took his hand, and they ran to a sand bank. She sat down next
to him, put her hand around his upper arm, "listen...we can form an alliance...mutual
profit...I want to see my people free from being slaves, and you want your
people freed from slavery...free from the yoke of the Anglo-Saxon primitive...just
remember only Indians put the boot into the Anglo-Saxon shit and sent them
packing where they came from...we have...a natural instinct...for this."
The mental imagery changed to a Hindu Temple. Darth imagined taking his
shoes off and walking inside. The woman, now in more casual soft Indian garments,
walked next to him. "What does this all mean?", Darth pointed to the imagery.
"I could just as equally walk into a Catholic church with you, and ask you
what does it all mean", she replied, "and I bet you might have difficulty
answering. In the same way", she shrugged as she looked around, "I am not
really sure of what many of the objects herein are supposed to...represent."
Another image came into focus. Elisha and Lisa, both in school uniforms,
had decided to have some fun with the dimension of law. They were standing
in a coastal town outside the house of a rich man. They were looking through
a book and imagined their father (as a man) with them. "Dad", Elisha said,
"it is written here do not covet your neighbours goods...you seem to have
a problem with this rich man."
"He is not my neighbour", Darth replied as he looked about, "I don't reside
anywhere near this coastal town."
"Oops", the two girls were busy studying the letter of the law, "surely
it means not just your direct neighbour."
"It refers to your neighbour", Darth replied, "and only to your neighbour.
You can not read into such laws that which is not intended."
The Hindu bride also imagined herself in this virtual reality, the images
very much ordinary life, and she too looking at the good book. "How do you
read this then, dear?", she asked Darth.
Darth took the book from the girls and read out. "Do your best to steal
from the rich and disperse such earnings among yourself and the poor. Anyone
who tries to protect them, such as a police officer, soldier, body guard,
put a bullet through their head."
Lisa, seeing the Hindu bride seemed stumped, took her aside, "mother, just
a curtsy title, you need to get to know dad better before you challenge him
with spiritual laws...they are in the spirit, not literal, and dad only sees
such through the spirit."
"But it does not say that!", the Hindu woman puzzled, "it says nothing like
that."
"Now it does", Elisha moved closer and whispered, "the living word of God
is the law and there is none other."
"How do you girls put up with your father?", the woman asked.
"Easy, he is great to be with, and the worlds of the mind, heavenly!", Elisha
said and spun about on the spot her eyes up to the light blue sky.
"Actually, Lisa, that reminds me", Darth came closer, "you have finished
that school project in ordinary life?"
"Ah", Lisa said and whispered to the Hindu bride, "sometimes dad is too
much like a dad but never mind....price you pay...a girl can't choose her
father...I need to go and finish that stupid project....bye bye", she said
and faded out of the imagery.
Elisha, holding the book in her hand, walked toward another house, as she
did she was saying to Darth, "dad, I finished mine....dad...what about this
one then? This house...does the law apply?"
Darth and the Hindu woman walked to a humble dwelling. Darth reflected.
"This is more like my neighbour. He works hard, plans for little expenses,
he deserves whatever Earthly possessions he has acquired."
"But you don't reside anywhere near him, dad", Elisha reminded her father
this was the argument he had used before.
"In my heart, he is close to me, the other was far removed from me", Darth
replied. "Let your heart tell you who your neighbour is, not your brain, not
your mind, not any law. Those who protect the shit of this world that
hogs all while others starve, have no shelter, no jobs, those, in truth, and
I refer mainly to police and soldiers, deserve their just reward for a life
dedicated to evil - protection of the super wealthy from the masses."
