Ultimate Journey, 14-15

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The Variable

The Long, Long Trail

Along the Interstate

Hail and Farewell

Recoup and Regroup

Inside and Outside

Tour Guide

Recall and Review

The Hard Way

Detached Retinue

Turning Inward

Inside the Inside

Fine Tuning

The Sum and the Parts

Long Trail A-Winding

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16 The Roadside View

17 More Work in Progress

18 The New Direction

19 Taking Timeout

Glossary

The Monroe Institute

Research Papers and Reports

Going Home Series

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14. (pp. 191-200) "The Sum and the Parts".

p. 192 influences

"And there they were, thousands upon thousands of lines,

each glowing with energy, extending outward in many dimensions

from where I was . . . the I-There of me! Some lines

were bright, some dim, but each ended in what seemed a

cluster of radiation . . . another I-There. ...

These are the sum of all the personalities we have ever

been, connecting with those we think of and those who think

of us. The bright ones are those associated with you in this

lifetime."

pp. 193-4 the number of astral projecters on Earth

p. 193

"You were considering the number

of physically living humans, and how many of them have as

much or more ability as you have to move around without the

physical body.

Yes, I was. There were about six thousand of them. ...

p. 194

The others who go out-of-body simply keep

quietand exert influence. ... They do not

want their abilities to be known by anyone."

p. 199 acceptance by the author

"I accepted what I had been told. ... I

had good evidence too that I was indestructible, my I-There

floating in the (M) Field for thousands of years. We are made

of the same stuff {consubstantial}.

As for my assignment, I understood now that it was beyond

mere curiosity. It had all been carefully planned, even if I

did not know how to identify what I was looking for.

... Then I realized that I wouldn't be alone, that the (M)

Field love radiation would be with me all the time."

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15. (pp. 201-22) "Long Trail A-Winding".

p. 201 non-exploration

"The most bemusing aspect when mapping out the route

of the Interstate has been the vast number of areas that I had

left unexplored. ... I like to think of myself as

adventurous but not foolhardy in my curiosity-seeking."

pp. 202-3 upon entering the dreaming-state without intermediate loss of awareness, a multitude of tiny lights is seen

p. 202

"now the beginning of differential

phasing . . . the fading of physical input as phase separation

deepens and nonphysical sensory mechanisms begin to take

over . . . wonder why there was ever fear . . . this is much

the same as going to sleep but without loss of consciousness

. . . moving, moving . . . and now above the Earth, high

enough to see the curvature . . . and higher . . . a huge

globe, much as the astronauts saw it, beautiful . . . filled

with so much action . . . the memories flood in . . . gently

close them down, except for one . . . ...

. . . Shift the phasing more . . . only blackness, deep

blackness . . . blackness with texture . . . a slight shift

more and there they are . . . millions of tiny flashes of light

moving in rite of passage in two directions . . . flowing inward

toward and outward from where I have just emerged,

each a human mind-consciousness in transit, inward for a

fresh start of a new experience in physical life . . . outward

to a predetermined sanctuary or a belief-driven illusion . . .

. . . Slowly changing phase . . . ...

. . . the brighter lights of those who enter from outside, the

retrievers, the helpers who calm the distraction of death panic

. . . you know about this when you've been ... consoler . . .

. . . Then the Belief System Territories, with their exit

p. 203

ramps leading off the Interstate . . . move by them slowly,

one after the other . . . too dim to see what lies beyond . . .

next the more familiar, more discernible, leading to the great

religions . . . accessible for those who need them . . .

much inflow of light into these, and a sprinkle of outflow back

to the Earth Life System . . .

. . . open the phase shift more, slowly . . . yes, the

Last Timer ring, there it is . . . do I stop? . . . no, pass it

by, move on out, farther, farther . . .

. . . clusters of light, human energy lights, a multidimensional

carpet of them, endless . . . I-There clusters

... Now I understand the inflow

and outflow . . . mine is there but I must stay on track

. . . the outflow of helpers, finding lost parts of their cluster

. . . the inflow bringing them back. And that other steady

outflow . . . thousands and thousands . . . the insertions

of groups of personality units into single fresh humans in the

Earth Life System . . ."

p. 204 planet in twin-star system is inhabited by dolphins

"sudden pressure all around me, encasing me . . . ...

. . . feeling of soft, gentle energy penetrating every part of me

. . . inquisitive, asking, intelligent . . . let me ask . . .

who? . . . energy ceases its movement . . . use nonverbal

. . . make a mental line outward, flexible . . .

. . . the line straightens, becomes taut . . . there is a

picture—twin suns, a planet orbiting, glowing sparks moving

in and out of the planet . . . one travels down the line to

here . . . the pressure holding me shuts off . . . another

picture of two arms extended in welcome . . .

. . . send question . . . trying to read the response. . .

. . . ... I learned all there was to learn

on the planet and began to explore outward. I have a physical

form on my home planet— ... like a dolphin".

pp. 204-5 encountring a monitor-device in space, praeliminary to impending arrival at author's home-world KT-95

p. 204

"a sudden bright light, blue . . . and a voice in my head . . .

Turn back!

Is it a command or a warning?

It is both. Turn back! Return!

p. 205

... no, it doesn't have a mind . . . automatic . . . not

physical, energy only . . . a device . . . ...

I cannot turn back, I belong past here . . .

Identify! ...
The blue light blinks out. It

is gone. ... Who put it on duty? Now, this is familiar

. . . a flash of my original home. KT-95 I called it, but

that is not its real name".

pp. 208-9 encountring, and rejecting, the Biblical God

p. 208

"A voice in my head—a cold, admonitory voice . . .

I am the Lord thy God, whom you serve. ...

Do you not accept me as your god? . . .


the idea of a god that threatens amuses me ...

{The main kind of a God who threateneth is that of the repressive Ibri^/Christian/Muslim variety of theology. Indeed, the notion of a God who threateneth would seem amusing to the adhaerents of most other religions, especially the more "primitive" ones ("primitive" meaning 'not promoted by the ruling-class of a social-class-divided society').}

p. 209

Do you not fear me? ...

You are damned! You are no more than wasted energy of me,

who is your Lord!

. . . the energy fades to a tiny point and vanishes."

pp. 209-10 arrival at KT-95, and learning how to cope with being there

p. 209

"I should go back . . .

back to KT-95. Let me do this . . . close phase shift . . .

move in slowly . . . it looks the same . . . just the same

. . . rainbow clouds . . . I'll stretch out and rest for a while,

lie in the clouds and listen to the music . . . yes, that's better

. . . the origin . . . but it's just the same . . . always the

same. ... Here it is the way

it always was . . . even the curls of energy below ...

but what if? what if? . . . reverse it, reverse skip . . .

what happens . . . ?

. . . careful, careful . . . it feels much stronger now

than it did then . . . the movement . . . the music is fading

. . . clouds dissolving . . . the curls are gone . . . nothing

p. 210

now, nothing but a spiraling mass of energy moving outward

. . . moving inward bit by bit . . . like swimming upstream . . .

. . . the spiral becomes tighter, tighter . . . narrowing,

very narrow . . . the current is stronger . . . hard to move

against . . . but still moving . . . hard, hard . . . takes

too much strength . . . ahead of me the vortex point . . . a

little more, little more . . . too small, can't get through it

. . . concentrate energy . . . skip . . . skip . . .

. . . a surge deep inside me . . . another, larger . . .

taking me over . . . another wave . . . it hurts but it is

beautiful . . .

(and a part of me is left behind)

. . . skip . . . skip . . . a larger surge . . . hurts terribly

all through me, but so beautiful, so exquisitely beautiful

. . . nothing can be so magnificent as this . . .

(I lose another part of what I was)

. . . skip . . . another surge . . . nothing can hurt so

deeply . . . nothing can be so all-encompassing in joy . . .

but I can't stand much more . . .

(not much of the old me left)

. . . skip . . . the greatest surge . . . this is it, this is it

. . . there is nothing greater than what I feel, nothing so total,

total joy, total beauty, total".

pp. 213-9 a divine denizen of KT-95 world imparteth to the author a memory of the author's primal departure from KT-95 to become incarnate as a mortal; thereupon the same divine denizen of KT-95 sendeth the author via the Aperture to the Emitter

p. 213

"You will understand

why you are incomplete, why you are small. Observe.

. . . the memory of the dream opens up, and the awakening

. . . but now I am the observer . . . trying to move

upstream . . . before . . . a flash of light energy as I was

inserted into the play of KT-95 . . . the boredom . . . the

curiosity . . . departure . . . a lonely migration, seeking,

seeking . . . bright suns of energy in endless array . . .

joining others like me in the search . . . ...

. . . then the radiation of a blue planet satellite

of a yellow sun . . . entry . . . entry to become . . .

p. 214

what? . . . Human . . . yes, human! It is very real even as I

observe it. Moving into a physical being composed of distorted

energy . . . physical matter, energy locked into limited

expression . . . the heavy feeling of that limitation, yet

the inborn drive to maintain energy in the physical matter and

keep it operating . . . a very wonderful yet contradictory design.

Next comes the need to search being converted into acts

and reactions in another modality . . . not succeeding in this

maintenance and trying again and again . . . so many passages

in and out, from the first small creature with the furry

face . . . the rise and fall of awareness and intellect again

and again through millennia of passages . . . lifetimes . . .

the sum of all these are the gifts brought back to the Whole,

but I do not have them with me . . . now I see the reason for

the distribution of parts . . . what gifts I have from the

dream! And I am . . . I am all of those life passages, all of

them. What did I call the total . . . the I-There of me. But I

am only a part of that . . .

That is why you are small and incomplete. There is more.

Yes . . . others who are waiting . . . clusters of other

I-Theres. We go as a unit . . . yes . . . So in the dream I

was an . . . an advance agent . . . a scout . . .

When all have been assembled you will come with your gifts.

You will no longer be small, but much as we are. All of the

others will come with you.

p. 215

... With us it was different. You act as you do because your

diversification is so wide. On our planet, our entire species

became aware and made the shift as one.

Why . . . why are we stopping?

The Aperture is just ahead. It will open soon. Beside it you

can perceive the Emitter for the energy beam that creates

what you call the dream.

The dream . . . ...

. . . The energy is very strong . . . a flaming ball of energy

. . . There is a function I have to perform . . . The Emitter

reminds me . . . I need to do this . . . ...

. . . There they come, two figures, one glowing more

than the other . . . I move closer to the Emitter, very close

. . . I shield them from the energy of the Emitter . . . opening

my receptors to help in the shielding . . . and I remember

the two parts of me there in the dream . . . and I feel the full

effects of the radiation, but now I can absorb it where they

could not . . . I bathe in the radiation . . . filling, absorbing

.. . how much more . . . how much . . . Yes, now I

know what I am, what I have been from the beginning, what I

always will be . . . a part of the Whole, the restless part that

p. 216

desires to return, yet lives to seek expression in doing, creating,

building, giving, growing, leaving more than it takes, and

above all desires to bring back gifts of love to the Whole . . .

the paradox of total unity and the continuity of the part. I

know the Whole . . . I am the Whole . . . even as a part I

am the totality . . .

. . . The parts of me from the dream retreat and I move

back, remembering the dream well, and what I must do . . . ...

. . . There is something—I remember something I have

to do . . . for us. What happens when we enter and rejoin

the Whole?

... We can give you a

ROTE describing one probable result. It will be interesting to

you when you return to the dream . . . ... .

When I return? I have to go back to the dream? To lose consciousness

again?

You have no choice. You are incomplete. But this consciousness

will return with you. You would not abandon those who

are waiting, even if it were possible.

That is so.

Take this ROTE. It may help you to be patient, you and the

sum of you.

p. 217

... There is no beginning, there is no end,

There is only change.

There is no teacher, there is no student,

There is only remembering.

There is no good, there is no evil,

There is only expression.

There is no union, there is no sharing,

There is only one.

There is no joy, there is no sadness,

There is only love.

There is no greater, there is no lesser,

There is only balance.

There is no stasis, there is no entropy,

There is only motion.

There is no wakefulness, there is no sleep,

There is only being.

There is no limit, there is no chance,

There is only a plan.

This is as we know it to be.

Thank you. I accept this.

You need to move through the other half of the circle to complete

your journey. ...

p. 218

How did I get here? What did I do? Memory begins to

filter in . . . moving upstream against the energy, using the

skip technique of the curl children . . . How do I start it?

Yes . . . downstream should be easy . . . use the regular

skip I knew so well ...

. . . and instantly back through the narrow slit . . . a

blur of curls playing . . . stop just outside the rainbow

clouds . . . how far away it was when I lay there, starting to

speculate . . . now the flood of memory returns, the I-Here

of me . . . the rest is easy . . . just phase shifting . . .

. . . back up the Interstate, once so hard, now so easy

. . . a blur of images and vibrations . . . I have the final ROTE ...

p. 219

So I have to make one more run, to the other end of the

circle. I know what it is . . . to move the other way on the

Interstate, not out but in. If I use my quick-switch phasing and

the skip, both of them . . .

. . . and I move swiftly in . . . past the I-There clusters

. . . they are gone . . . past the Belief System Territories

. . . they wink out . . . past the blue planet . . . and

watch as it reverts to a ring of dust . . . everything moves,

everything moves . . . going against the flow again, following

back to where it began . . . a huge flower of particles

and light folding back together . . . back into a beam . . .

a beam . . . get into it, move with it . . . can I stand it? It is

so strong . . .

. . . and there it is . . . the Emitter! No, there was no

big bang . . .it came from the Emitter . . . the creation ...

. . . and there it is, the return flow off to one

side . . . a cycle . . . a closed loop . . . a circle! Now I

know . . . now I know!"

pp. 219-20 author's emergency return into his physical body, which is in an exhausted condition, nigh unto dying on account of author's very distant travel away from it

p. 219

"I had better get back, back to the I-There of me

. . . let them know . . . easy and quick . . . quick-switch

and skip . . .

Ram, is that you?

It is. Your scout is back.

Control your radiation! You're burning us out!

p. 220

Oh, sorry. Is that better?

When you broke the uplink, we did not know if you would

come back. But you have! Now we can act. But first you had

better . . .

I have it! I have what you need!

Stop and listen, will you?

What is it?

You must move back into your physical body. Now.

Why? Is something wrong?

We have been trying to send a thought to you. When your

uplink broke, it also cut you off from your physical body. If

you do not move back quickly, you may lose it. It is not yet

the right time.

. . . If they were concerned, so was I! They gave me a

surge of energy as I began a rapid shift back to the physical

phase. The body was shocked, and I was shocked—it was so

cold, the blood pressure very low, the pulse rate slow, the

heart near fibrillation. As I started the breathing again, deeply,

the body began slowly to warm up, to move back to normal,

but the muscles were stiff . . . it would take several days to

get them back into reasonable operation".

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Robert A. Monroe : Ultimate Journey. Doubleday, 1994. https://www.dmt-nexus.me/doc/Ultimate_Journey-Robert%20A%20Monroe.pdf