A Journey to Real Freedom: My Lives with Rebazar Tarzs

By Paul Twitchell, Duane Heppner and Rebazar Tarzs

REBAZAR TARZS PROVIDED
PAUL TWITCHELL WITH
THE ROD OF POWER IN
1965 AND THEN PAUL
PASSED IT TO DUANE IN
2001 FOR THE FIRST TIME,
REBAZAR AGAIN GAVE IT TO
DUANE IN 2007. THE
MYSTERY OF THE ROD OF
POWER AND REAL FREEDOM
IS WHAT THIS WORLD IS
LOOKING FOR. NOW IS
THE TIMEGUARANTEED!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Nov 11, 2008
• ISBN: 9781462836963

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Copyright © 2008 by Duane Heppner, Rebazar Tarzs and Paul Twitchell.

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Contents

INTRODUCTION

THE NU BEGINNING

THANK YOU,

PAUL TWITCHELL

The Real Connection

THE RETURN OF THE REAL

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BOOK TWO

Dedicated to

REBAZAR TARZS

The Real Universal Guides

‘We Are Real’

DUANE HEPPNER

REBAZAR TARZS

PAUL TWITCHELL

PAUL TWITCHELL

THE SPECIAL EDITION

This world is a drama like no other. What all of us are experiencing here is a place in life that each one of us is constantly creating. Until a person has The Real Connection to The SoundLight Reality they will continue in this Matrix Dream and stay lost with their Gods of Choice. The simplicity of this creative level is such that only a very few perceive what is really taking place here. And so this is your opportunity to become MoreAware than ever before, but you must be a RiskTaker and become willing to go through the process of what The Real Universal Guides will put you through to gain Real Freedom. The Gods of Man and their earthly subordinates, The Authoritarians who control and rule over The REPSystems, have made sure this world is secure with as many ignorant and unaware souls as possible, and it is most likely you are one of them. I suggest reading my ‘Adventurist Series,’ of which this is Book Two, The Special Edition, to better understand where you are really at in this life.

Paul Twitchell was someone that most of this world did not know, and so Now comes the opportunity once more. There is a lot of great controversy about Paul and what he did and who he was while he was here, which is the best part of this adventure which I call The NU Presentation. It is true that Paul started what he called a ‘spiritual path,’ but that is not the full story, because he only set forth the first part of the continuing successive expansion that is taking place Now. There are so many that have had experiences with Paul and someday I would like to talk with many that have, not the ones with a mental conception and have investigated the so-called ‘facts,’ but those who have the keen insight to perceive The TruReality. Paul purposely left this world in a rather mysterious fashion during one of his seminars in 1971, and he did so for the very reason that he, along with Rebazar Tarzs and The Real Universal Guides would be setting the stage for what is taking place Now. It was the biggest test of all for all those that were in the membership at the time and most of them fell away and back into The Passing Dream.

A temporary shift began to take place as the next fellow Darwin was chosen to head The Organization. Years went by with Darwin doing what he did, actually he provided a Real Adventure for me to write about as I am doing here, but the best part will come in Book Five, ‘The Rod of Power.’ My concern is not about what took place while he was here, I am MoreSo centered on The Real Adventure and The TruReality ITSELF, The ALL IS. After Darwin, then came Harold, but there is really more to The Harold Story than meets the eye, and that is ‘along came Joan.’ How many of the existing membership actually listened to Rebazar and The Real Guides when they tried to tell them about where Joan came from and why she was here? Just about none, because Harold stood in the way in The Astral Worlds and created a block to the membership so they couldn’t see what The Universal Files have contained in them. His allegiance was now with The Gods of Man and his Joany. No matter, because The Real Guides are always in The Here and Now and they are not concerned with where Paul’s presentation has ended up. Paul predicted that his ‘labeled creation’ would be around for many years, but what he didn’t mention was the fact of how it would become the same as the traditional Belief Systems that are TapLined by The Lords of Karma and The Kalaum God. There has never been a better time to contact Rebazar and Paul on The RealSide and let them show you what is really taking place with this world and those who are looked to that profess what they do.

Very few knew that Paul Twitchell handed me The Rod of Power in 2001, with Harold and an unconscious Joan standing in the background and watching. Harold decided to go with his attitude about Joan and her relationship with The Three Headed God instead of listening to The RealGuidance. I would like to thank Darwin and Harold and especially Joan for their cooperation in creating this adventure for me, because it helped motivate me to become The Great Writer I enjoy being today. It is so simple for anyone to test what is taking place with the ‘front’ that is still in progress with the existing Systems of Obedience, but then again most people are in love with their physical life and do not have any RealCourage to listen and experience The TruReality. The Real Universal Guides are not concerned with what a person decides, because they live in The Real Universes far beyond the imagination of humans and this world of decided pollution and disease.

I have been through a lot myself to be prepared for what is Here and Now and what is to come. I am in love with the adventure I am involved with and the continued assistance of Paul, Rebazar, Yauble, Gopal Das and all The Real Guides. To most people these Unseen Beings are a paradoxical mystery, and that is because most people are lost with their agreement to a world of their senses and created intellectual make believe. The Real Guides live in The Fluidness of BeingISness, a wonderful position the mind of man will never know. It really does take a BoldHeart to comprehend what this world of dust and dirt and assumption can only fathom in a material sense. I was one of the fortunate ones that continued on through all the resistance of those that went back with The Space Gods and decided to be with the same gathered particles of pretty words and hand held commodore. I have directed my life to being The RiskTaker and I have come to be where I want for me, a Being of Light that has no bounds. Those of you that are reading this, take a risk and look to The RealSide where Rebazar and Paul, along with all The Real Guides are ready to assist those with a TruHeart into a love affair like no other … . Guaranteed!!

DuaneHB

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INTRODUCTION

To some, what is being presented in this book would be along the lines of science fiction, but to those who have had Real Experiences beyond their everyday senses know there is so much more than what is seen on the surface here. We are all in the same life and life works for all of us in the same way, the difference lies in what each of us is aware of. To the unaware, those that consider life to be only physical, a person with a ‘Real Awareness’ seems out of place, because they are not always so agreeable to all the conformity that has been decided upon.

The Real Adventure of Life is open to those who are willing to go beyond what they have always known and what is so common to most people. There are very few that will take the time to explore outside of the traditional institutions and what these systems have formulated since ancient times. Those that do become adventuresome are ‘The Real Risk Takers’ and only they will discover What IS Real while everyone else will stay lost in their dream worlds.

Most of us have made our way through some form of educational upbringing until we eventually become aware of what the present and past systems can no longer teach us or have access to. This is where The RealU has The Opportunity to realize what has Real Value that exposes more opportunities to be discovered. RealGuidance is The Key to ALL That IS.

The events recorded in mans history are a reference to the experiences of those particular times, but there is so much more in The EverPresent Now. Through a greater perception of The TruReality ITSELF, it can be discovered that history and its events are a mere shadow of a lifestyle that has been poorly perceived. Mankind has not properly studied his own history and the proof of this is what all of us are living with today with our so-called modern tech world. In just a short few hundred years the great minds of the earth has brought it to its knees who are the same ‘geniuses’ that everyone is looking to for an answer. RealGuidance is The Real Cure.

Those individuals who do stand out amongst the masses and have gained The Real Super Knowledge are The Real Risk Takers, mainly Rebazar Tarzs and The Real Universal Guides. They have discovered the hidden most secrets that Life IS and are willing to dedicate their lives to providing What IS Real for those less fortunate who have the hearts to listen. Most people simply stand back and only watch as these very few Unique Individuals usually risk all they have to bring forth something of Real Value to all of humankind. The irony of what they provide is they are usually shunned for what they are sharing, because most people have been regimented into following some form of ‘officialness,’ an authority that has been established by those who maintain control over others. The earth will always be what it is and that is because of what is decided to be here by those who rule.

It is not my purpose to try and change anyone from what they decide; instead, I am only here to present what is possible as compared to anything that can be attained on this earth. There are so many that profess to know What IS Real, yet so few actually know. The masses and what they have already decided have exposed their awareness and so this world is in the state it is in today. Those who follow the mass thinking will end up like all of them without The Real Super Knowledge of Real Freedom.

I do not expect everyone to truly understand what I have written here, but for those who do, The Adventure of a Lifetime awaits you! All you have to do is decide to take a risk and you will be shown what others won’t, it is guaranteed!

This is ‘The NUJourney to Real Freedom.’ It is a glimpse into the life that I have lived so far and what most people will never know.

Duane Heppner     Universal Presenter

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The Adventure …

My Entrance …

With the darkened sky in the background and millions of stars sharing their light, I could see the earth very clearly as I passed the moon off to my right. As I felt myself being guided to my position of return, I was wondering how I would make it through another tested life on the infamous floating rock, the earth.

Closer and closer to the earth I sailed until I went through a cloud layer that was spread so far and wide and high above the vast land masses. I flew with invisible wings from horizon to horizon like a bird looking for its nest. With my great view I could see the dotted lights of civilization everywhere as I soared down into the place that I would be starting my new earthly experience again. It was a very rainy evening in the location of my destination and at some point I suddenly penetrated the walls of some unfamiliar building and into a room where a woman was lying on her back. I suddenly felt very resistant to being here.

Scene One

I was born to a farm girl from the northern most state in the US, Minnesota. My new mother was lying on the hospital bed making funny noises and looking up at the doctor and trying to push my new little body out. I could sense that she had done a good job creating the body for me. I was actually viewing her from one side of the room and at the same time moving back and forth from the little body inside of her as I was practicing my escape. I did not want to get caught in that little vehicle just yet and so I was preparing it to loosen up.

Even before I arrived in the room, I knew that I was in the wrong place, yet I had to be here to get everything started with my new life. Watching what was taking place was not really of any interest to me, because I had been in this scene so many times before and somehow I survived it. I already knew the earth was a strange place, but I was here for a reason and somewhat willing to get on with it.

You may wonder how I already know all of this and to find out more read Book One of The Return of The Real, ‘From Then To Now.’ Well, I was not entirely in the body yet, I still had the advantage of being outside of it and at the same time experiencing it without any restrictions.

Suddenly, and wouldn’t you know it, I saw my new body come screaming out of my new mother. As I watched I knew I didn’t want to be here. I turned to my friend who had guided me to this place and said rather forlornly … .

Rebazar, do I really have to get into that thing again? I already miss Shiss and my home on The Seventh Level,

He laughed a bit and then nodded his head up and down so slightly. The impression I received from him was that I needed to learn a lot more and this life would do it for me.

My new mom was very young, too young at this age to have a kid, but she was tough and had a strength about her.

It was March, which meant I was a Pisces, far from my real element, The Pacific Ocean. I knew that I had to do something to get this girl’s attention so that I could live where I wanted to, but I was really too small to make a difference right now. I wanted to get to the big ocean on the west coast where I had been in my previous lives (‘From Then to Now, The Return of The Real’)

Well, here I was only several minutes old and I was already thinking about getting on with things. The RealMe knew what to do, but I had to wait for the little me to get bigger and become familiar with this new life and all the human silliness I would be dealing with.

I already knew my new mother was a very independent girl of nineteen. She was a little young to handle me, but then again, I had to enter somewhere and she was the best choice at the time. I think the whole idea of having me was against her will. My new dad was the one that wanted to have children. Most people don’t know they can choose their parents sometimes before coming back into a new life on earth. People on earth seem to think that they have made the choice to have children, but it takes an agreement from all those involved.

After the new little vehicle exited her body, I was taken to the cleanup area where two big people, who I had never seen before, eventually brought me back to my new mom. We both sat there looking at each other. She would smile, and then I would try and smile, but it was hard, because the lights in the room were so bright, and the new body that I was in felt so weird and restrictive. She didn’t seem to realize that I had just come from a very dark place and now I was in a whole new world. This was not fun!

If most people paid attention to each lifetime they are destined for they would begin to see the real cycle of birth and death. However, what happens is they get caught up in the illusion of the formulation of what appears to be life in action, when in reality it is merely a process that we are all going through to become more aware. Through the restriction of a physical body, each one of us eventually becomes motivated to explore beyond all that has been considered in a material sense and move ourselves into a RealLife.

After this and that went on for a while, I was getting sleepy. I wanted to dream about the big body of water that I would be living near, once I got something decent to wear and some shoes that fit. I began to realize that these people really didn’t understand my nature and that I was born a hyper kid, someone who wanted to get on with things. I had a lot to do this time around, so much more than my new mom would ever know. I didn’t have time for all the funny little things that I knew my mom would put me through, but I was willing to a point. I’m sure by now you are wondering how this little, innocent newborn knows what he does. Very simple, I was trained to be MoreAware, not intellectual, but more Real and Centered. Prior to this life, I had been trained a lot, which is in the other book I wrote.

Anyhow, after all that went on, I finally did fall asleep and began to dream. I was suddenly standing beside my dream come true; the big blue Pacific Ocean. It is a wondrous body of water that reminded me of my RealHome on The Seventh Level. It isn’t as good as my RealHome, but it was good enough for this place. I was now in the new body and having to relate to the new mind. There is one thing good about a new mind and that is it knows nothing. I was centered on my RealBeing and forgot everything else while in the experience.

I stood there watching the waves roll onto the shore and listening to the wonderful sound of the breaking surf, as it broke and made its way to the land. The sun was shining overhead in a clear blue sky and reflecting the wonderful light from above into my awareness. It was all a dream come true, a dream within a dream that was all mine. All of a sudden something happened! It was freezing! I was back with my new mom and stuck in the body again. All I could consider was how to get back out again.

We were leaving the strange building that I had flown into earlier. The rain was still coming down pretty hard when we left the place. Then we got into something which I overheard them call a car and then we drove off. Some new person was driving, my guess was it was my new dad, because mom and he kissed.

As we drove along I watched the night lights that seemed to pass by so quickly as my new mom held me. The lights made me sleepy as I rolled around a bit in her arms. I was very aware of what was taking place, but at the same time I had to deal with the limits of this new body. I suddenly didn’t know anything from my past, I was now in this new life and having to try and figure things out all over again. I knew I had a past, but it was being blocked from me.

Eventually, we were out of the big city and driving on a dirt road that was wet from the rain. We were headed for the farm, which is the home of my new mom. It was quite a ways from the main road. This gal is a real hick I thought to myself. We finally reached the house and circled a large pigpen that was in the middle of what you might consider to be the front yard. Actually, there was nothing but front yard, the place was huge! Two older people came out of the house to greet us as the car came to a stop. I patiently waited as the big people did their role playing.

The older woman came up to the car and said, Let me see the new baby Maxine, as she began to tap the window while the rain was drenching her.

Mom smiled and said, Okay, let me get out of the car first mom if you don’t mind.

Well, this was nice to know, my new mom was Maxine and this was her mom. Now I was wondering who my new dad was. No one mentioned his name at all, they were too interested in me. I watched the rain as it hit the windows, the stuff was real fascinating to me and kept my attention the whole time. My mom opened the door and handed me over to her mom while she made it to the house as dad following behind her. Mom’s mother really seemed like a nice old gal, even while she was all wet.

After the long ride I was getting a little hungry and bored. I soon realized that no one was going to listen to me unless I made some real noise, so I started to whine a little. The old lady just rocked me and tried to shut me up. I could tell that she wasn’t getting the message yet, not at all. Mom and dad didn’t seem to notice either, since they were attempting to take off their wet cloths. I knew I had to do something more straight forward. Okay, I thought, here it goes.

Then I let them have it with both barrels and screamed at the top of my lungs. At first, everyone started running around, wondering what they should do first.

It sounds like he must be hungry, said my new dad as he was trying to shake off some of the water from his clothes.

Wow I thought, this man can read my mind. I soon began to realize that I had a pretty cool dad. I was really hungry and they did the right thing to feed me. It is the best thing being held and fed at the same time. After that attention-getter I knew all I had to do was scream a little and things would be fine. After my little meal I was so content and mellowed out. Mom put me on the giant sofa so that I could watch the big people move around and do their funny things. Then I fell asleep and went back to the Pacific Ocean.

I was standing in the bright sunshine again and enjoying myself as I looked out over the clear blue water. I could see some big fish in the distance jumping up and down. I loved this place and how Real it always seems. I knew that I had been here before, but it really didn’t matter, all that mattered is that I was here now. After a while I returned to the farm with the elders. All in all, everything seemed pretty cool with these people. I got to hang around while everyone else just kept busy doing all the things that farmers do. Mom and dad really wanted a place of their own, but they were so young and had no money and so they lived on the farm with my mom’s parents. This first evening at the farmhouse is something I will never forget, but I did.

Scene Two

Everyday was like the day before for me, just take it easy and let the big people do what they do best. From what I was seeing they seemed to know what they were doing. I was the March baby and it was now July, a hot summer in the north. Not only was it hot during the long, long days, but the bugs would bite you for most of the evening when you were trying to cool off. This place wasn’t all that comfortable. I was so little that it was hard for me to scratch myself.

There were always these bothersome flying things that would buzz around you all night. These creatures were everywhere and on duty all of the time. It was hard for me to imagine they were all over the entire state. I thought they were just following me around wherever I went, clearly searching for fresh new meat. I overheard my dad say that these bugs were the state bird, whatever that meant. Day and night they were always around, biting me and making me feel itchy. It really sucks to be itchy when you cannot scratch. With all of this torture I was very motivated to go into my dreams and be there most of the time.

One afternoon, the old lady carried me out with her to feed the pigs. I knew they were pigs because they sure didn’t look like goats. They were yucky and really big compared to me. She fed them potato skins. Actually, they liked anything she gave them. I was hanging onto her as she was feeding the beasts their meal. She would throw and I would hang on. She almost dropped me once and boy did my eyes open wide! I never realized I could react so fast. I was so startled that I forgot to cry. I wasn’t really much of a crier anyhow, since I had everything I needed all of the time. Therefore, I figured I would just enjoy the ride and act out the strong silent type.

Being my size wasn’t that bad except when strange things started happening in my pants, that’s when it became rather uncomfortable. The maintenance service here was very good and I was kept neat and tidy all of the time. There was one thing I noticed that really stood out; the old lady took care of me most of the time. Mom was usually in town and working as a waitress. My new dad, whose name I still did not know, would go into town also, working as a printer. As for me, I never left the farm. Mom and dad would come home at the end of each day and then they would be real friendly to each other, just like the birds and the bees. They would also play with their new little baby, me!

Time passed at it’s own pace and as it did things began to change. It was easy to see that mom was a rather strong individual and usually liked to have things her way. She was always rather determined if she decided something, while my new dad was more casual about most events. I figured that they were very young and just starting their new life and that they had to work out the kinks. It soon became apparent that they were way too young and that the situation here was looking very funny. I began to think about what else I could do, which as of course was nothing!

Then, one night it happened. There was a big blowout between the two of them. One of my dad’s friends had seen mom with someone else in a particular way and so boy oh boy did the attitudes fly about the room. Now, all of a sudden there was something in the air that didn’t seem quite right. The wonderful harmony of my ‘all natural life’ had taken a turn and we were headed in a completely different direction. My little head began to spin and I was feeling silly. I kept wondering to myself, what are they going to do with the baby? The entire situation didn’t look good from where I was usually sitting. I figured I’d just wait it out and see what would happen, funny thing, that’s all I could do anyhow. As time went by, everything did change. My dad, whose name I still did not know, was all of a sudden gone one day. Oh great I thought, what’s our family without a dad?

Mom kept working later and later each night and so I hardly saw her at all. The old lady, who I finally discovered was my grandmother, confronted mom one night about how the baby needed a dad. Mom became rather ‘attitude engaged’ and said that part of her life was over with and that she was going to move out. Mom told grandma she had saved enough money to leave. From their conversations I found out that mom had been with someone who had already been to California. Whoever this person was seemed to motivate her into making a big change in her life. It was an idea that I really liked. I knew the Pacific Ocean was next to California. Now that this new idea was occurring, I basically forgot about the mom and dad arrangement altogether.

Mom was going to go to California to see what it was like and then eventually come back for me, hopefully. I didn’t really like the idea and so I made some noise when I heard it. Of course these big people were already programmed to think that I wanted food or my diapers changed, they never really considered the fact that I wanted to be a part of the decision-making. I heard mom telling grandma that there was an ocean nearby. Of course there is an ocean nearby, as if she didn’t know that!

I knew it was the ocean of my dreams, the Pacific Ocean. Well, they never mentioned the name, but I knew it was so. If I remember correctly, I was about one or so at the time and bopping around the house like a bouncing baby boy, all excited and ready for the big move. Even though I had this little funny body to deal with, The RealMe had a much bigger awareness that saw past all the obstacles of the human body and mind. I could see a great destiny for myself, a great exceptional adventure into unknown places.

In those days, Grandma was still doing well. She could do just about anything. I didn’t see Grandpa too much at all, because he was usually out doing all the things that farmers like to do. Once in a while Grandma would walk me around the farm to see all the different things there were and I would see Grandpa working away. He would wave to us and smile. As the days passed with them, I really missed mom. It became a long time before I saw her again.

While mom was gone, I realized that a boy does need his mom. In the meantime, I figured I would just hang out with the old couple and have a few laughs. They had TV back then and the two oldies would watch the weirdest shows, they were weird to me anyhow. The screen was small and hard to see since they always left me way across on the other side of the room. I’m sure that in their minds I was a ‘mindless shrimp’ who didn’t really know anything at all. If they only knew! Boy, could I tell them some stories.

One of their favorite shows was, ‘The Lone Ranger.’ I really got a kick out of this show too. This guy was great! From where I was sitting, this masked hombre could do anything. What a great life he lived. I thought it was rather funny that he was constantly riding around with a strange dude named ‘Honto.’ Anyhow, I think that was his name. Sometimes the older people were talking or making noise so I couldn’t always hear everything that was going on with the TV Adventures. At times, it was hard to hear what The Lone Guy and Honto were saying, especially since Grandpa would yell a lot at the exciting parts. My guess was that the everyday farm life was not exciting enough for him. He really did get into the act of what The Lone Guy was doing.

Grandma and Grandpa would also listen to the radio at times. There was a Lone Ranger Show that came on every week. There seemed to be a lot of other funny shows on the TV and radio, but most of them didn’t make sense to me, I just liked watching the scenery. The two elders would laugh all the time and I would sit there and watch them, just taking it all in and laugh too, because it was funny hearing them laugh. I really didn’t know if my favorite shows were every day or once a week, as time meant nothing to me. I slept and dreamt most of the time and ate once in a while. I liked to dream about the big ocean with the blue sky overhead and the sun reflecting upon the water like a million diamonds. When I was outside of myself, I felt the best. I would also dream where I was with animals a lot, especially cats. I really like cats and in my dreams they would talk to me and tell me things about the humans.

I liked playing dumb and numb. The idea was to make the elders think that I was not capable of doing anything for myself, because I was a dreamer and that’s how I liked it. It was easy to see that if I showed any real initiative, I’m sure they would have put me to work, because on the farm everyone worked and little kids were made to be slaves. Looking back at those good old days it is easy to see that living on a farm is a good life. These people were very simple and caring. The farm life is a good foundation for Real Humility. If I were your average earth person it would have been a good life for me and I would have liked to stay, but I could hear the call of the big ocean and my New Life of Adventure.

Scene Three

Every day was a new adventure for this little guy. I was now a big two years old or so and moving around with Grandma all the time and following her around like a house cat. I liked to watch all the interesting things she did, she really did a lot. Even at my age, I was always amazed how she kept so busy. I constantly wondered how she thought of all the things she did and where she got all the stuff she had. In my little mind, I was thinking that I was gaining a lot of experience just being around her. To me, she seemed to know just about everything. She was always busy and going nonstop with all her routines. She would truly wear my little body out and so I had to take numerous naps each day. It was fine with me, because naps were always my favorite thing to do. Later on I learned that most kids don’t like to take naps, but I wasn’t like most kids, because I was here for a real purpose and I liked my naps.

One afternoon in the beginning of the winter the sky began to get cloudy and gloomy. I was now more aware of the change of the seasons and began paying attention to the weather here. The rain began to gently fall and make a pitter patter sound on the roof which I liked to hear. It was so soothing and comforting that I went right into my nap mode and dozed off into the place where I wanted to be. I was in The Unseen Worlds and on the shoreline again, sitting in the sand and gazing out at the great Pacific Ocean. This is the place I loved the best and I always wanted to stay, but I had the body back on earth that had to remain still or I would return.

As I was sitting there with the sun shining down and those little white puffy clouds gently cruising by in the sky, something funny happened. As I slowly looked over and down the beach a ways I could see there was someone coming towards me. This place had a real long beach and a lot of sand and openness to it. I could soon see that it was a man on a horse. My awareness was much better in this world than on the earth as I watched as the rider came closer.

The man on the horse rode up right in front of me and stopped. He was sitting in the saddle and looking down at me. I couldn’t see his face, because his back was to the sun and shining all around his head. He looked like one of those ancient saintly fellows as the light shined all around him. I sensed something very wonderful about what was taking place as I looked at him. He just sat on his horse without saying a word. Then he slowly stepped down from his horse right in front of me. I immediately stood up to see what he was going to do. He seemed to look me over as he bent down to get a little closer. I was a bit shorter than he was.

Then he said, You are coming along very nicely.

I didn’t know what he meant by what he said. Then he spoke again … .

How do you like my horse?

I stood there and looked at him for a moment and thought about what he had said. I wasn’t sure that I understood the question. I did like his horse, but I didn’t have an answer.

Then he repeated himself, How do you like my horse?

All of a sudden, I became a little excited and remembered The Lone Ranger and his sidekick, whose name I couldn’t remember. I started thinking about all the fun he had, riding everywhere on his horse.

He’s great, I said. I love horses!

The man laughed out loud as I was trying to make out his features. He looked to be about six feet tall, with long blond hair that rested upon his shoulders. What stood out the most were his striking blue eyes and how intense they were. The funny thing was that he wasn’t wearing normal cowboy clothes; he was wearing some kind of robe that was long and all white. All this thinking on my part was taking a bit of time, and looking up at him, he didn’t seem to mind at all. It was as though he had all the time in the world to be with me at this very moment.

As I looked at him and he looked at me for I don’t know how long he finally said, Would you like to ride him?

Then I became a little perplexed and thought … .

Did he just ask me if I wanted to ride his horse?

Yes, he said, That is exactly what I said.

Suddenly, I became aware he knew what I was thinking. This is too much, I thought. Now I really knew that this experience was something very special.

I pondered for a moment … .

Okay mister, sure … thanks. I would like to ride him. By the way, what is your name? I asked, as he handed me the rope that was around the horse’s neck.

My name is Gopal Das, he said, with a big smile.

That is a funny name sir. I have never heard of it before. Where are you from? I asked.

We are both from the same place, The Seventh Level of The IS, young Duane, he said, as he continued to smile.

I had this haunting feeling that I had met this person before, but I just couldn’t recall it. Also, The Seventh Level sounded familiar. Now that I had a new body and a new mind I had to deal with my young and unaware physical and mental vehicles.

In time you will know why you are here Mr. Duane. So, for now enjoy the horse and I will see you soon, he said, and then he disappeared right before my eyes.

I stood there for the longest time with my mouth wide open and staring into the open air where he had been standing. I thought, how amazing all this is! I was now realizing there was so much more to this world that I somehow have come to know than just being at the ocean. Also, what about the horse?

All of a sudden there was a very loud sound, like a big KABOOM! I immediately woke up in my little bed back on the farm. There was a huge lightning storm that was now taking place. Earlier, it had started out as a gentle falling rain which had now become a very noisy and scary situation. I could feel the little body jittering around.

I was so locked into it that I couldn’t let go. I felt very tense and estranged with myself.

Grandma and Grandpa were busy securing all the doors and windows so that all of us would be safe. There were roaring surges of thunder that kept crashing all about the house, from one side to the other. I could see the lightning flashing through the curtains, making streaks across the room that seemed to want to get me. I immediately pulled the covers over my head in a panic mode. I could feel my whole body continue to shake and quiver. This was the scariest situation that I had ever been in. The noise was constant and very loud. For the first time I felt really trapped by this physical world.

The storms in the north can get really big sometimes. I was so scared, really scared. I continued to hide under my blanket as the noise from the storm raged on. My legs were shaking and my little body was sweating. The thunder was really loud and nonstop. I’m sure most of you think this part is funny, but it wasn’t, at least not to me! Grandma finally came in from the other room and brought me some cookies to comfort me.

Where’s little Duane? she asked, in a funny voice. I know you are in here somewhere hiding from me. Come out wherever you are, I have some goodies for you.

I slowly pulled back the covers and sat up. The loud thunder still continued on, but I felt