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The more I listen to Hank...
the more I know that I know nothing.
His whole philosophy baffles me.
How is it all possible?
Could anyone really know anything?
What is knowing... what is my Soul?
What is Consciousness?
What is my Consciousness?
Why am I here... for what reason?
And why are Hank and I so close?
What is Love... or feeling good?
If we know what it is... why do we feel bad sometimes?
Is there a God?
What does this God really do?
Does this God care about what happens in the World?
The whole thing beats me.
And what is Sin?
Am I a God turned Sinner...
or am I a Sinner trying to become God?
Am I a fallen Angel?
And how can a Soul Talk?
How can a dead son be a Guide?
What is a Guide anyway... a Guardian Angel?
Hank's philosophy creates a lot of confusion.
Especially... when I'm alone.
I'm fine when I write...
the words come by themselves...
and I think that I even understand what I write.
But when I'm alone... I have a hell of a time.
Hank's philosophy is very puzzling...
yeah... that's what I say.
I sat in the bus by myself...
for Hank had to go away for a few days.
I wondered about Hank.
Is it possible... that once you fall in Love...
you feel like half a person when you're alone?
Nobody in the bus talked much in the morning...
all of them were still dreaming.
Hank would say... they're not in their Bodies yet.
A bus is like an elevator... nobody talks in them.
There are two men in the bus who are reading their papers...
and then... I see three people with their eyes closed.
One lady is knitting tiny mitts...
She must be a grandmother... she smiles a bit.
Most of the people in the bus I have seen before.
We are like a family.
If Hank is back tomorrow...
I'll have to ask him... Hank what is Sin?
... and what does God really do?
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Every morning...
I go to the bus stop early...
and you know... I think Hank does too.
He's there before I arrive.
He seems to glow... when I look close.
It feels good to be with Hank...
he has a sphere of easiness about him.
He has an inner smile that radiates goodness.
Many times I just feel like hugging him...
but I refrain myself.
Somehow... I want to prevent myself from surrendering...
to the feelings I feel within.
My head told me... that I should be patient...
and not express my feelings towards Hank as yet.
My heart was simple about it...
it said... why wait... you're a fool.
Hank was calmness itself...
and I knew that he was aware... how I felt about us.
He had decided to give me lots of time.
We never talked about all this... but I knew anyway.
When I walked up to Hank at the bus stop... he said...
Muranda you are beautiful... you're a beautiful person...
and you are a beautiful Soul.
You are the Beauty of God alive.
When Hank says things like that to me...
there is no pretentiousness or flattery involved.
Hank is always himself.
And you know... Hank is absolutely right.
I am beautiful.
We talked about the book I bought...
and then I ask him... Hank... what is a Soul?
Slowly he starts to speak...
and this is what he said.
Listen carefully.
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Well Muranda... what a Soul really is...
is difficult to explain for nobody really knows.
So all answers are really nonsense.
Trying to tell you what a Soul is...
is attempting to explain...
the Higher Things... in terms of the Lower.
In other words... I don't know what I'm talking about.
So... the best answer is... I don't know.
However... since that does not help you much...
I'll try to give you a description in words...
of something that is beyond words.
The Soul is Energy... Cosmic Energy that is Aware.
It is Energy that is aware of its own Awareness.
It's Consciousness... whatever that is.
The Soul is the Universe... Personalized.
We could say... that the Soul is a Thought Form.
All Thoughts... are Things.
So a Soul is a Bundle of Thoughts or Ideas...
and a Personalized Form of the Universe or God.
A Soul also is... a proliferation of Energies...
that form different Aspects of the Soul...
which incarnate... into the Physical World as Human Beings.
So... your Soul then... is... or becomes...
the Conglomeration of all experiences of all Lives...
of all the God-Beings you have ever been.
Your Soul is the Record or Memory of your Infinite Life!
Your Soul is a Force and Creator all by itself...
and yet it is not of itself...
for God is the only Force that exists.
So... your Soul is an Aspect of God...
and you as Muranda are an Aspect of your Soul.
Thus... basically... you are God...
thinking and feeling... that you are Muranda.
And you as Muranda...
think and feel that you are an Individual...
with a specific Identity... and that you live on Earth.
At this time then... the apparent present...
you seemingly live a life as Muranda.
Well Muranda...
in the last sentence... I used the words...
'apparent present' and 'seemingly'
because... Time ... is a very deceiving Concept.
All our lives in the Physical Planes...
are actually lived simultaneously... in Now-Time.
You see... Time and Space... are creations of the Human Mind.
They appear real to us...
when we as Spirits live in Human Bodies.
The Human Brain and the Human Mind...
in combination with our Senses...
create Time and Space.
When we live in a Body... Time and Space are real.
But for People or Spirits without a Matter Body...
Time and Space do not exist.
Disincarnate People or Spirits live in the Here and Now.
The Brain... the Mind... and the Senses...
create Physical Reality.
And also Muranda... Life is a Paradox.
Life is the greatest Paradox you can think of...
for we are Man... and we are God... simultaneously.
At this Moment in Time... we are God... and dream...
and we are aware that we are Man.
We live in Time and Space... and out of Time and Space...
all at the same Moment or Infinity.
Human understanding... up to now...
is not sophisticated enough... to understand...
the many contradictions about Universal Life and Creation.
We as Man exist... and do not exist... all at the same time.
Only by Intuitive Understanding...
or by Radical Knowing...
is it possible to come close to grasping...
the many Paradoxical Concepts of Ourselves and Creation.
The words we have to use... and the meaning of these words...
are not nearly sufficient...
to explain the elusive concepts...
of the Life we live in Mind or Consciousness.
Because... WE ALL LIVE IN MIND OR CONSCIOUSNESS... ONLY.
The Matter World is a Construction in/of Mind or Consciousness...
that we experience as physically real... only...
after we have drastically modified our manner of perception.
Basically we are dealing with Energies or Thoughts...
but we see... measure... or sense... Things.
What our Senses perceive of the Physical Universe...
is but a very small aspect of the Total Universe or Spectrum...
and thus... we are subjected to a Perceptual Falsehood.
Even though... all Things in the Universe...
are Constructions or Forms of Mind or Consciousness...
all Things are absolutely Real.
In other words... the Universe is a very Complex Thought...
and all the Details of this Thought are Real.
Anyway Muranda...
you are your Soul... as well as Muranda... simultaneously.
However... all you have to be concerned about is Muranda...
because your Soul can take care of itself.
Since your Soul is an Aspect of God... and is God...
all you have to do...
is discover that you are God... as well as Muranda.
To discover that this is so...
is the reason for living on Earth as Muranda.
You are here to Awaken.
You are here to awaken to your own Greatness as God.
Naturally... Awakening... is ... Learning.
You will not only learn on Earth...
but if it is necessary... also on other Planets or Worlds.
In addition to all the experiences...
you have had in countless Physical Bodies...
you have also learned many things in the Spiritual Planes...
after you left these Bodies.
As a matter of fact... whatever you do...
in whatever Body... in whatever State...
you cannot help but learn.
You are God in Learning!
At the present you are conscious as Muranda...
and you live in your own Creation...
in order to slowly become... Fully Conscious...
that this Creation is the Expression of the Being you are.
When you have become Fully Conscious...
or have become the Christ or Buddha...
the Whole of Creation will be...
an Individualized Expression of your very Godness.
Creation is the very Process...
in which Individualization of Consciousness takes place.
So to sum it up... by living lives...
again and again...
in different Bodies... as well as in different places...
You as the Living God and Creator...
become eventually Fully Aware of your own Creation...
in your own Individual Manner.
The whole of Creation then... will be Your Thing.
It will be your own Individual Expression.
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Finally the bus came... and we got on.
Hank continued on the back seat...
and many people were listening.
We hardly sat down... and Hank was at it again.
He spoke quite loud... for the engine was right behind us.
Once in a while Hank would look at me...
but most of the time he stared into space.
He seemed to be a Human Loudspeaker.
Here he goes.....
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Living Human lives is having the experience...
of living in a Physical Body or Form...
over which you seem to be the Master.
You live in this Body...
and you think that this Body is You.
You however... are not the Body.
The Human Body is a Space-suit...
in which you as a Soul or Spirit live...
and use as an Instrument in order to live in the Physical.
In this Physical Body or Form...
you live and gather experiences for your Soul or God.
You as Muranda... are but a tiny Fragment of your Soul...
and many more tiny Fragments like yourself...
are living for the same Soul.
The experiences of one Fragment only...
are not sufficient to totally awaken the God within.
You are the Medium or Channel...
that conveys all your learning...
to the Higher Being or Soul... you really Are.
This Higher Being... is the Mysterious God you are.
So... you as a Personality... experience Life for your Soul.
The Wisdom you as a Person gain...
becomes part of the Knowledge of your Soul or Higher Self.
You as a Person or as a Physical Form are but a Tool.
You as Muranda are an Instrument of your Soul.
You as a Human Being then...
are the Tool... Instrument... or Temple...
your Boss or Soul lives in.
Your Boss... your Soul... your Higher Self... or God...
is the Life Force within you.
So... You Are God... living as Muranda.
Please note that I do not want to say...
that you... or your Soul... are a Part of God...
because I do not feel that God comes in Parts or Pieces.
God is One Being... One Energy.
God is like the Air around the World...
many storms... many breezes... many movements...
but all the same Air.
Naturally... God... is Consciousness.
You as Muranda... you as a Person... you as Consciousness...
can become aware of your Soul's Knowledge and Wisdom...
by developing the Art of Listening.
Consciousness is the One and Only Energy...
that permeates... and is... all Things.
Since Consciousness is One...
you and I are able to learn to communicate...
with all Things in the Universe... because we are all Things.
All Things and Beings in the Universe...
are different Movements or Vibrations of Consciousness...
like the Air around the World.
We are this Consciousness...
in all its Forms... Movements... and/or Vibrations.
You and I are in the Process of Learning about Ourselves...
all over the Universe...
for all Things are the Consciousness We Are.
And right now... for example...
you do your learning by listening... and I do it by talking.
So... Muranda...
our Soul then... lives in countless Bodies...
and you and I are but one of the many tiny Fragments.
All these tiny Fragments however...
are mighty important...
for all of them are the Energies of the Soul.
Your Soul then... lives by means of all its Instruments...
in many different places and in many different time periods.
But you as Muranda... come around but once.
So... you as a Soul or God-Being live forever...
but Muranda lives only one lifetime.
Muranda is the Space-Suit... and You are the Soul.
You as the Soul... or Higher Self...
or as the Creator of all these lifetimes or Episodes...
are the Center of Importance...
while Muranda will forever be remembered...
by the Soul you are.
You will be remembered as a Beautiful and Lovely Personality...
who was fascinated by Soul-Talk...
because she wanted to learn what Life was all about...
from a guy named Hank...
for the benefit of her own Soul or Higher Self.
So you Muranda... as your Soul...
and as the Creator of Muranda...
experience Life on Earth in order to learn first hand...
what your Creation... and Muranda... are all about.
In other words... you as a Soul...
have forwarded a Representative of your Self...
into a Foreign Environment...
in order to experience this Environment by and as yourself.
You as Muranda are aware of this Environment...
as Planet Earth...
and you assumed that this is the only place you live.
This naturally is not so.
Now... listen carefully...
since you as a Soul... and as a Creator...
pretend to be Muranda...
there is a certain Discontentment within you as Muranda...
for subconsciously you know that being Human...
is but a Mind or Ego game.
There is a striving or restlessness within you...
that causes you to search for the very God You Really Are.
Your Searching however is limited to the Physical...
for that is the only Plane you experience... and know of.
The Human Mind... Ego... or Personality you are...
as your Soul's Representative...
thinks... or feels...
that some kind of Physical Desire has to be fulfilled...
in order to nullify your Discontentment.
However... you as the Soul... or as God...
will never find complete satisfaction...
by the fulfillment of Desires...
that you as a Human Mind... Ego... or Personality have created.
So... if you could totally surrender to the God within...
you would be the Christ... or Buddha.
So... basically... whatever we as a Mind or Ego do...
the very doing... separates us from our Greatness.
We have to learn notdoing.
Notdoing means to get rid of the Doer... the Mind... or Ego.
We have to cast out...
our very Ego-Mind or Garbage-Personality...
in order to make room in the Temple for the God to enter.
We as God... are the Mystery...
that gives us our Mysterious "I" identity.
Somehow... we as Human Beings... or as Egos...
are always trying to solve the Mystery...
instead of just enjoying what our "I" has accomplished.
Naturally... we can never solve the Mystery.
We are the "Isness"... or... the "Identity" of the Mystery.
We are the "I" as God... and as Man.
That's why I say... let's enjoy Life.
Because Life is a Celebration.
It's not something that needs to be figured out.
Anyway Muranda... that's all I know about Soulness...
I hope that I made myself clear enough to make sense.
And I suggest... that if you ever write about it...
repeat yourself many times.
The only way to learn is to repeat and repeat.
That's why we live so many lifetimes.
The Human Mind is very sluggish and very forgetful.
For the Human Soul... to reach the Heights of the Creator...
is a long and arduous Journey.
Eventually however... we will all experience...
that we were this Creator all along.
Man is the Creator... God is the Energy we create with.
Muranda... it's time for me to leave the bus.
Light and Love to you...
and see you tomorrow.
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That night at home...
I began typing the first draft of our discussion.
Very seldom do I make notes nowadays...
and I typed it out... as if I had learned it by heart.
I hardly knew what was going on around me...
and my writing was a matter of listening.
At first I thought...
that it was Hank's Spirit who whispered to me...
but I don't think so anymore.
I don't know who it is...
but I do know that the Whisperer is a beautiful Being.
I can feel the Vibrations of Goodness.
The words just come...
and I wonder... is that Inspiration?
Was the Bible written this way?
Am I a Medium... or a Channel?
I decided to talk to Hank about it.
And you know... I feel that I can talk to Hank about anything.
When I'm with Hank...
I feel that I've come Home.
With Hank I could even discuss...
that I would like to be a mother.
Hank would understand for sure.
Maybe Hank is me after all?
I feel a more complete person when I'm with Hank.
When I finished my typing...
I was very tired and I just rolled into bed...
make-up and all.
To be whispered to... is enervating.
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I had a very vivid dream that night...
my whole dream was like the unfolding of a memory.
It was very real.
Some other time... I'll tell you all about it.
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The next morning bright and early...
Hank is already waiting at the bus stop.
We smile at each other...
and we sort of glow... or radiate.
It feels good.
And then... I pop my question.
You know Hank... when I write...
I do not really do the writing.
I just sit down... relax...
put my fingers on the typewriter...
and I'm typing.
I don't even think...
Some of what I write...
I do not even understand the first time.
What's going on Hank...
who's doing the typing?
Hank looks at me...
and his smile is a mile wide.
He sort of blushes in Light.
He looks at the mailbox...
and then he looks at the sky.
His face looks as if it says...
Lord how is it possible.
Then he looks at me again.
He smiles a million smiles...
and finally he starts to talk.
I am all ears and dying for the answer.
... and here it is.
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Muranda my girl... you're an old Soul...
and old Souls do funny things to their personalities.
You're not only an old Soul...
but you are a beautiful old Soul.
And beautiful old Souls have the tendency...
to take over completely.
Which is Sublime...
You're sensitive enough...
to pick up certain aspects of the Universal Mind...
the Mind of the God you are.
You are psychic enough...
to listen... and hear your Heart in Words.
Whatever we talk about... triggers...
your Soul's Memory and in a trance state...
you listen to your Cosmic Recorder and type it out.
This trance state produces a state of hearing...
that lies just beyond your normal state of awareness.
In other words... you're not really conscious anymore...
of your normal physical surroundings.
You are tuning in...
to the Mind of the Great Writer.
The Mind of Words.
I call this state... the Writer's Trance.
The sleeping God within you speaks.
You as the Instrument of your Soul...
with your Individual Consciousness...
are able to connect with the God Consciousness of your Soul.
At moments like these...
your Soul is doing the writing.
However... without you... your Soul would be useless.
Muranda... you are a Writing Soul... you're very weird.
You know...
you're exactly what I thought you would be...
you're a Writing Spirit.
And the quality of your writing...
depends on the Quality or Greatness of your Soul.
However... all writing... is the Word of God.
Good... Bad... Sacred... or Vulgar.
There are no other Writers... for God does it all.
Also Muranda... if you feel good about your writing...
you must be right on Plan.
Stick with it.
Well... naturally... I sure would like to read...
what you have written so far... I'm very curious.
All I would like to say though... is...
don't pay any attention to my comments...
if you ever decide to let me read it.
I am neither an Editor... nor an Authority on writing.
I AM BUT ANOTHER GUY WALKING A PATH.
Anyway Muranda... I feel that you and I...
have an Inner Bond of Closeness...
that ages of separation would never do away with.
Muranda... I love you!
What I'm going to do about it... I really don't know.
So... what our relationship will be...
I have to leave that up to you.
You must decide.
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Hank got up to leave the bus...
and then he turned around...
and again he said... I love you.
His voice was trembling...
and there were tears in his eyes.
I could feel his tension and tenderness.
My face turned beat red... and I was lost for words.
I smiled... and said... I know Hank... I know...
I will decide.
I felt good all over... but also nervous.
Hank turned around and left the bus...
outside he waved... and wiped his tears with a tissue.
He kept looking at the bus until it disappeared out of sight.
Once again I was on the bus...
and couldn't remember getting on.
I must be in trance more often than I think.
Hank loves me.
Yes... I knew it all along...
for Love is a two way Feeling.
Do I want Hank to be the father of my child?
I have to ask my Soul... I need time to think.
Muranda... you are the Soul...
and Souls do not think... Souls feel.
Would Hank be too old?
Muranda... you're a big chicken.
Hank is a beautiful Person.
You could never forget Hank anyhow.
Yes... I will decide... I will decide.
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