David I saw not but heard his voice: “The substance of stars and the substance of the heart are the same, Michael. That substance is the inner ball called soul and love. It is the only true substance for it is eternal.”
I knew that the words referred not to cosmologies or theology but to straight forward physics. I knew that was the secret world leaders already knew -- that Einstein was wrong: that time could move faster and slower in places moving at the same rate of speed. I also knw that a Soviet named Koserev had proved this on the cold steepes of Russia. With sensitive clocks he saw that time ran faster in summer than in winter. He reasoned that the added life in summer made the clocks run faster. He placed added life around the clocks in winter and found that to be true. They did run slightly faster. Then he found something even more astounding. He found not only that when he placed a person near the clock it ran faster, but that the clock markedly increased or decreased depending upon what the person did. If the person just rested the clock would run at one speed. If the person concentrated on yellow-mercurial thought - perhaps doing algebra - the clock would take a quantum jump to a faster rate. If the person did something green-artistic such as playing an instrument, the clock would again make a quantum jump in speed faster than the yellow-mercurial rate. These jumps were in the same exact sequence of the seven seals! “Some physical structures, like stars and atoms, have more connection to the eternal. That is why they ‘last’ comparatively longer.”
Yes, an old boot or car gets worn, breaks down. Except under unusual circumstances the atoms that comprise them do not. I thought of ancient buildings in mideastern cities. The rocks placed one upon another do not remain. But the atoms and their memories do. As I looked up upon the stars David's voice became deeper, more resonant: “The Word is the only true substance. It dissolves not. The Word is eternal. It dies not. The Word is love. It hates not. The Word is the heart. It deceives not. Here upon the mast are the letters of the Word.” I turned and again upon the mast, above the piled oak sailrings, was the strange symbol. “See it formed from Trinity, Michael?” No, I didn't. Then, yes, I did. There were two rings of Twelve, an inner and an outer. “The Twelve gates and the twenty four elders, Michael.” Yes, I saw. Each of the twenty four were three separate types. I saw how prime the simple triangle was as a symbol. “As this is an astrological sign, Michael, we will use the names of the three primes as: the cardinal, the fixed, and the mutable. Notice that there is a handle on the balls and on the letters to orient you.”         I stepped closer to the mast. “East meets West, Michael.” I was shown by diagrams the origin of the 22 letters of the Hebrew alphabet. I was shown the origin of the I-Ching, the oriental Book of Changes. Thre three rings of four balls were static. You could see how it could be severed along these lines as in a crystal. You could see that they could rotate as the four ‘beasts with six wings’ could.
“How many ways can each of the four rotate, Michael?” Two “Yes, so how many prime rotations of change do you have?” Eight
“The Eightfold Path of the East, Michael.”
Of Course. I jumped to the next obvious conclusion: If you had two groups of changes showing, for each ring, how that also could be moving in one of the eight directions, you would have the sixty four hexagrams of the I-Ching! I smiled. |
