A 780 ft (240 m) crop circle in the form of a double (six-sided) triskelion composed of 409 circles. Milk Hill, England, 2001
Sacred Geometry. Spontaneous Remission. The conspiracy film Thrive. My web browser is quickly filling up with dozens of folders and scores of bookmarks – in the past few days, I’ve added wikipedia entries on fractals, lucid dreaming, geomagnetic reversal, quantum mysticism and Peru’s Nazca lines. I’ve watched a YouTube video in which a steady stream of retired military officers testify on their X-File type UFO encounters. Another video explores Florida’s mysterious Coral Castle whose construction continues to defy explanation.
I’ve had email correspondences with Israeli spoon-bender Uri Geller. Conversations with one friend who can see energy, and another had her future predicted by an Indian guru with such specificity and accuracy that predictions are still coming true more than a decade later. An attorney describes a Buddhist meditation group leader who encourages participants not to get side-tracked by spontaneous development of telekinesis or similar expressions of energy.
My bookshelves and nightstand are overflowing, including research by University of Virginia verifying the accuracy of accounts by 5-year-old kids talking about their past lives; and the memoires of the top ‘Remove Viewer’ in partially-declassified Department of Defense parapsychology research from the 1980s and 1990s,
Electrode in drop of blood produces energy fields: Healthy patient (left), Cancer patient (right)
I’m participating in experiments which measure the mind’s ability to control matter. A tarot reading delivers such specific, timely and accurate answers that I double over in laughter in disbelief. I’m digging into stories of my Great-Great Grandfather, a respected rabbi with ‘the healing touch.’ And my 95-year old cousin and I are exploring collaboration on jump-starting his groundbreaking research on photographing energy fields to detect cancer.
The universe has never been so exciting … though, admittedly, there are moments in which I (not to mention a few friends and family) begin to question my grasp on reality. While I occasionally find solace in discovering top-notch scientists and philosophers exploring the same questions, there are, of course, more than enough wackos out there and I’m hoping not to add to their already-extensive ranks.
Maybe it’s time to Google “Insanity”. But first, it time for a little Third Eye chakra meditation.
