Dear Neil and P,

 

Thank you both for sharing!

 

I have several metal sculptures ("wands"?) in my condo. (an elephant, various "people", an earring holder shaped like a female, etc.)  Several weeks after my mother died she started turning them around backwards. She obviously chose things with a definite "front" & "back"(like a face) so I would notice. It was very whimsical, fun (and a little apologetic, but that's another story <smile>). I KNOW it was her!

 

Also during this time, as I deleted the names on my phone's "incoming" caller list, her name and phone number would often show up! (Incidentally, her telephone number was- and still is- disconnected.)

 

The moving objects and phone calls always happened on Thursday nights and Sundays. I haven't researched or figured out why, yet, but the pattern is interesting. It was great! (But I couldn't share with too many people. Most people in "my little world" get a little "freaked" over these things-lol)

 

P- Sorry for your loss but continued good luck with contact!

     WOW to the bike yarn sculpture!!!!!!

 

Neil- WOW to you in general.

      Will the Book of Wands eventually be available in print?

     (You know, published on old-fashioned paper that I could walk around with?)

 

Sincerely,

Becky Grant in VA

Greetings Travelers and Brain Explorers!


I've heard back from the first person to finish all 1111 pages of the new brain
book-- and I would like to share her letter-- amazing since she just got the
finished book yesterday!

Now that's what I call "Traveling"!!
(comments below)

I want to emphasize that the book is NOT a kids book about waving sticks
around-- far from it--

Take a look at the previews
http://www.bookofwands.com/sample.html


The Printed book will be out in about 4 weeks for those hard core soft cover
readers- but the online version is exactly the same- and more affordable too!

****
From: "Cheryl " <bluebird@...>
To: "'Neil Slade'" <neil@...>
Date: Wed, 16  Dec  2009

Hi Neil,

I just finished reading The Book Of Wands- I love it.  I had so many experiences
along the way and I traveled everywhere.  I now have better brain control.  This
book was the trigger to understanding.  Not only understanding of brain function
but that of my own life.  I see a little bit of me in every character...some
more so than others.

It has been a total BLAST reading it.  I've read your stuff, fiddled around with
a feather but really was only  dusting until NOW. Thanks!

Thank you sooo much!!
Cheryl Kay

and ANOTHER

From: "G. Joseph " <gjm3@...>
Date: Fri, 20 Nov 2009
To: Neil Slade <neil@...>

Dear Neil,
I am definitely not your target audience! Without getting into specific details
of why, you may assume I'm correct in my self-evaluation. Regardless, I've found
your Book of Wands to be entertaining and engaging. Would I have every picked up
this book at the store? "Absolutely not" is the only answer to my own question.

However, am I glad that I stumbled upon your book and plowed through the first
several hundred pages on my iPhone?  I happy to say that I can give an
unqualified "yes".  Good luck and thank you.

-JM



The site has been updated to include the Instant Online Download Version at
$19.94 for the complete book online PDF

There's also a new Daily (or close to that) Traveler's Blog
http://www.BookOfWands.com/blog.html

Enjoy it all!

****

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Greetings Travelers and Brain Explorers!


This is one of the most interesting bits of correspondence I've had a quite a
while-- I asked P. if I could reprint, and she said, "Please do"

Please bear in mind, that my new Brain Book, http://www.BookOfWands.com
talks about using a KEYBOARD as an Unusual Tool for accessing alternative
realities, i.e. Travel beyond what is ordinarily accessible to one's senses.This
is what we've always done around here with Brain Self-Control...

****

At 01:42 PM 12/1/2009, you wrote:
Neil,
I am working my way through The Book of Wands (page 482) but have recently met a
wall. My son, 31 years old, has died suddenly of a massive seizure. I don't
think I am using any part of my brain(s) right now as I am in so much pain. Do
you have any words of salve for this pain? I have heard all the platitudes and
they mean nothing when you are drowning in loss. He was my only child and I had
been his caretaker and friend for the past two years. Just thought I would ask.
Thank you.
P.


MY REPLY:
To: "P" <pxxxxx@...>
From: Neil Slade <neil@...>
Subject: Re: Neil,

Dear P.
Talk to him.

You can actually use your KEYBOARD to do this.

Type a message- he will see it, then ask him for help typing his responses.

You'll see right in front of your eyes on the monitor what he is thinking.

Nobody really goes anywhere-- what we do is change physical "shirt"

Happens to everyone. You too.

He's right there with you.

Just type.


FIRST FOLLOW UP:
At 10:51 PM 12/1/2009, Neil Slade wrote:

I hope my suggestion helped.

I lost my sister at the age of 30, so I know what a challenge this is.

My own house has an invisible resident. She has even knocked things off my wall
several times to let me know she's around.

Your son undoubtedly is hanging around you and your place.

Don't be sad. Send him good energy.

Neil



FIRST RESPONSE BACK
Date: Tue, 01 Dec 2009
From: "P" <pxxxxx@...>
To: "Neil Slade" <neil@...>

Thank you I started already.
P


SECOND RESPONSE BACK
From: "P" <pxxxxx@...>
To: "Neil Slade" <neil@...>

At 08:25 AM 12/2/2009, you wrote:
Yes it did. It eased the anguish. Yours are the most understanding and
comforting words I have received.

When my son was young he liked to create "spider webs of yarn in my living
room....intricate yarn sculptures that were really fun. After my "keyboarding"
with him yesterday I got up this morning to my bicycle covered in a yarn
sculpture! I am pretty sure the dogs and cat could not have achieved the same
result.

Thank you. (I hope he does knock things off the wall.)
P


***********

A True Story of Unusual Tools
http://www.BookOfWands.com

Enjoy
Neil

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Greetings Brain Explorers and Travelers!

As most of you have figured out by now, the thrust of my Brain Work at present
is to fashion it in a manner that will expand the audience from just those who
ARE interested in Brain Self Control (which number greatly admittedly), to those
who might NOT immediately understand that Brain Magic, Brain Function, and use
of Unusual Tools to Travel about the You-niverse are all LINKED inextricably
together.

Thus, I am happy to announce a new feature, which is

THE BOW WOW DAILY BLOG
i.e.

The Book of Wands Blog

Which may be found on the link at the top of the page here:
http://www.bookofwands.com

as well as in the page's Site Map Menu Box


The Blog is being written by none other than my friend and co conspirator,
Niles J. Abercrumby Jr. III, Esq.

The BLOG will be written from a very entertaining and visual point of view-- and
so that kids and adults will gain from it with instant gratification each day.

Enjoy, and please tell all of your friends.

As for the Book Itself, It is mere pages away from final editing completion
which I will undoubtedly notify this group of before you can shake a Stick and
say PAAAHHHHHNNNNGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!

Neil

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http://www.BookOfWands.com

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http://www.EasyPaintYourCar.com
http://www.InkJetHelper.com
http://www.MyOwnPublishing.com
http://www.neilslade.com/Papers/Painting.html

Greetings Travelers and Brain Explorers!

The Book of Wands has a NEW LOOK-- and loads five times faster than before-
alas-- it's been BRAIN TWEAKED!

Also-
Brain General John reported an error with the order buttons that happened two
days ago-
at http://www.BookOfWands.com

and I've now fixed them all

20% instant rebate refund on everything on my sites (excluding Paint Your Car),
including
The Book of Wands Special
Now the #1 Site in the world for Wand Books!

The Online version (comes with Brain Adventure DVD when CD copy is shipped to
you)
Book of Wands is at present 1100 pages, and growing- anyone's guess at the end
length at this point as
I go through and revise, add, and edit...

Thanks John!

These direct links to order also will work for you-

USA ORDERS:
https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=10073830

INTERNATIONAL ORDERS:
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************************

COMMENTS:

Hey Neil,

Thanks for the newsletters as I really enjoy those.

Its got me real curious because when I first made the
journey to your site I didn't think anything in my
life would change.

Now I have swallowed all those disbeliefs.

I'm the one that clicked forward and suddenly had a
huge photographic memory. I know it is undeniably
growing and expanding beyond my control anymore. By
the way an austic by the name of Stephen Wiltshire has
a phenomenal visual memory. His spatial memory seems
to go on and on.

I have learned to train myself to vibrate my own
amygdalas.  Wierd huh? Its an actual physical sensation
internally (gives me frequent headaches though).
Hopefully I won't die of brain cancer.

After clicking (vibrating) for awhile, I reached that
place I'll call "the zone" last night, I first
immersed again in peace and connected to everything.
At that point I didn't have to vibrate them anymore
because I suddenly seemed to have access to long,
forgotten events and experiences.

I tested my mental progression today and realized that
I am now remembering things visually, audibly, and
even my sense of smell detects distant memories. I
wish I could understand more about what is happening.

So at work I tried my skills. Instantly I started
remembering one credit card (1st call), 2nd card, 3rd,
etc. It suddenly dawned on me that I was multitasking
and still doing my job.

Wow what an amazing brain adventure this has been so
far! Can't wait to see what happens on the next
"click".

Sorry If I'm rambling. I'm excited! I'll have to get
the new book once you have it published on your site.

I don't know what's more enticing getting my raise
today at work or the new "click mode".

Thanks for listening!
Steve

Later Brain Explorers and Travelers!
Neil
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http://www.BookOfWands.com

The Brain Book and Music Store
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Greetings Travelers and Brain Explorers!

I've just spent the past 12 hours building a new page with
cool photos that are designed to

TICKLE YOUR BRAIN

see
http://www.BookOfWands.com

Have Fun!


****


I have received a couple of interesting letters that I wanted to share in
regards to my latest work, http:www.BookofWands.com

Contrary to what many might think- the title is in some way very deceptive. This
book is a BRAIN BOOK and not a fantasy for kids or nerds. None the less, the
subject title "WANDS" is something that is particularly spot in in the case of
this project, and I think it will eventually prove extremely unique and
valuable.

*****
Dear Neil,
I am definitely not your target audience. Without getting into specific details
of why, you may assume I'm correct in my self-evaluation. Regardless, I've found
your Book of Wands to be entertaining and engaging and I appreciate the ongoing
effort.

Would I have every picked up this book at the store?
"Absolutely not" is the only answer to my own question.

However, am I glad that I stumbled upon (good radar?) your book and plowed
through the first several hundred pages on my iPhone? I happy to say that I can
give an unqualified "yes".

Good luck and thank you. I look forward to finishing the last few hundred pages.

JM
--
MY RESPONSE:

Dear JM

This is a great letter for me to have- thanks very much.

It has always been my goal to write a book that everyone will find not only
entertaining, but useful.

My 'target audience" in fact is everyone, in that Book of Wands is not some kids
silly idea of waving around sticks in a pretend fantasy,
but rather that my book is about real life, and the real application of one's
mind and energy.

Are "Wands" real?  Absolutely. We have at our disposal tools that absolute
transform our life, and move us from one reality to another.
It is just a matter of how you look at the very things that our at your
fingertips. We can look at such tools in a silly way, or we can
see the real trans formative power that resides in our capacity to use Tools in
a creative and powerful manner.

I am glad to hear especially that it has engaged someone who would in particular
think that the book is not for him.

I will pass this on to my European publishers.

Thanks very much-
Neil

********************

Here are two VERY interesting letters I received as well

Hi Neil,
Thanks so much for this book.  It has been a total BLAST reading it.  I keep
checking my email for the rest of the book…and yes I have read all 667 pages
that you have sent and parts of it more than once.J And now that I have maybe
40% of the housework done that I have neglected in favor of reading your book, I
am ready for more!!!

Remember I told you my very soon to be 12 year old reminded me of Bobby
Spaghetti? …well, a couple of days ago I took him shopping and just as we parked
and took our seatbelts off he says to me…hey mom…and then proceeds to stick his
finger up his nose and make all sorts of weird faces and funny noises and
strange gyrations.   I laughed so hard!  It just reminded me of Bobby Spaghetti
so much.

Then when I come home and am reading more in your book…something draws my eyes
down and there is a pair of old glasses on the floor…..could mean nothing, heck
I brought  these old glasses in a long time ago and didn't even know they were
missing  but I found it interesting that my eyes were drawn to them like that.

My husband and I have been looking for a cheap coffee table to redo as a
Christmas present (he does beautiful work) and made plans to drive around and
check to see if there were any garage sales.

Around 9 I told him he should go and that he would find it and be right back. 
He said ok he was going to focus in and he'd be back in soon….and within 30
minutes he was back with a beautiful weathered and painted over in black sitting
outside FREE coffee table and he has stripped it revealing its rightful wooded
face J

Did you know the word WAND backwards has DNA Woven into it? Lol…'

I had tons of energy this morning..clicked forward and my own Noodle boy and I
proceeded to clean his room and closet …scary job..and found a key chain
harmonica and he said Mom you can have that…and it plays real pretty and is a
good wand to have in my pocket.  Took a big container of his old homework and
sorting through it, pulling out his stories and drawings and out pops….a copy of
page 84,85 and 86 titled Brain Games #15, Mind Movie Re-Right…..don't know why
they were there but I can take a hint ;

I've read your stuff, fiddled around with a feather but really ..was only
dusting…until NOW….Thanks!

Cheryl

THEN I RECEIVED THIS FOLLOW UP- pretty amazing...
In the book I relate the "SOUND" of "Traveling"--


Neil,

Ok, two days ago..that would be Sunday….I was in the kitchen making some morning
juice for my guys.  I  have a manual crank juicer and as I was juicing it felt a
little wobbly so I loosened it, repositioned it and then tightened it as tight
as I physically could.  I made the juice, and then went to the sink to rinse
something and suddenly both my son and I heard this whoosh and then boom!  I
turn quickly and look and there is the juicer in the middle of the floor! It
just flew right off!

Then last night, my husband and I were sitting in the living room playing a
board game when suddenly directly left of my head goes this loud sound…BOIIIING!
I kid you not!  I looked at my husband and ask him if he heard it and he said he
had.  "What was that sound?" I ask.  After a short discussion on it I excitedly
tell him…for the first time!...about The Book of Wands..and how all these things
I've been experiencing are in the book….

Hearing that BOING!  Well..that was wild!
I could type more…but I'm not going to….I'm going to go read J

Cheryl

****************

Thats all for now-- back to work

Neil
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Neil
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Greetings Travelers and Brain Explorers!


Comments on Book of Wands are starting to come in-

"Man your book is fun-freaking-tastic, i laugh myself out with the
kid-precaution warning and a bunch of other things as well :)
hehehhehe, Yeahhhhh !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I shall never forget the "Dog Walk Nirvana" Oh, and I even saw it on your FB
profile
Priceless
Se ya into another dimension - Nino"


and

"Yeah I am really enjoying it. Bobby Spaghetti reminds me of my own very soon
to be 13 year old, whom I hope will read your book willingly when I show it to
him.- Cheryl"

and



"Got it now, thanks.... looking forward to reading the rest of this VERY
intriguing book :) - Off on a 12 hour flight to Europe - the perfect time to
read without interruption.....Laurel"


Check out the previews at
http://www.BookOfWands.com and
http://www.BookOfWands.com/papers/WandClock.html

************

A very interesting article on the MYTH of "Clean Coal" for advanced
Frontal Lobe thinkers like you-

http://www.washingtonparkprofile.com/

************

Later Travelers!

Neil

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http://www.MyOwnPublishing.com
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Greetings Brain Explorers?

Do you have your "GLASSES" on yet?

In my new book, I describe a Special pair of glasses in which is prepared by my
Traveling friend SKY WISE (and yes, this is his real name)- and given to one of
my students.

The purpose of the glasses is to see things in a manner that escapes most.

Beyond all the chit chat and conventional perspective is a layer of
core reality that escapes most. To see this, you can use certain UNUSUAL TOOLS--

You access Unusual Tools- in the vernacular, "WANDS", with of course your BRAIN-
but not just any part of your brain, specifically your FRONTAL LOBES.

Engaging the most advanced part of your brain, you then use whatever Wand is of
your choosing.

True Wands are not limited to Batons- the archtypical Wand of lore- but include
many unconventional Unusual Tools, that even include things such as an innocent
looking KEYBOARD.

Let us use a Keyboard for a moment to examine this issue of Health Care for a
moment, and see a layer of reality that is hidden from most:

http://metrowny.com/blogs/archives/58-The-Neutered-Public-OptionWheres-the-Rage-\
Health-Care-Bill-75b0xw00d.html


When you become a TRAVELER- that is to say, a adept as a user of Wands, you
Travel to levels of reality that allow you to exist in the frontal lobed
You-Niverse of your own choosing- rather than living in a reptilian brained
Me-Niverse of someone else's dictation.

Shall you become a Master of Wands?

:-)

www.BookofWands.com

Full (aprox). 1000 page Online Book to be released this next few days-- stay
tuned!


Have Fun!

****************************

COMMENTS:

"Like RG Blake, when I first stumbled across amygdala tickling, "I
didn't believe a word of it," but like him, I tried it anyway. This
was in around 2000-early 2001. I remember sending Neil a rather nasty
email about his "exploiting" people. I remember his reply: something
like, if you don't want to order the books, don't order them. At the
time I thought his books and CD's were expensive. I didn't know then
how inexpensive they were, considering the cost of self-publishing,
running a website, etc. etc. Basically I had a chip on my shoulder
that was completely unrelated to Neil Slade, but had not yet learned
to use my higher brain to explore mylower brain and remove unwanted,
outdated, unproductive garbage. Anyway, I was impressed that he didn't
try to twist my arm, so I ordered the books and CD's.


It's only in retrospect that I realize that by simply learning to
'click forward' I've gone from being a 'grumpy old man' in the making
to one of the happiest people I know. I'm not even a little bit rich,
but brain radar saved me from being completely poor when it
anticipated the current crash and took my money out of a mutual fund
that was doing ridiculously well and invested it in a home in, of all
places, Cambodia. My old mind rebelled. It thought it was an absurd
thing to do. My friends thought I was crazy. But something inside me
said, "do it" so powerfully I had to comply.


I've now lived in my new home for a year. It has increased in value so
much that my "net worth" is now greater than it was when I came here,
though I haven't earned a cent and have spent and given away a great
deal of money. Even better, I've been able to contribute in a small
way to the welfare of poor Cambodians and so have a very satisfying
career, though it pays nothing. Meanwhile, my friends who put me on to
the mutual fund have lost most of their savings, I'm sorry to say.


I'm not bragging here, because left to my old 'reptile brain' devices,
I'd be in the same position they're in. The only intelligent thing I
did was "click forward." It really was that simple.


Rob in Cambodia"


*******************

Later Brain Explorers and Travelers
Neil


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Greetings Brain Explorers!

Well- it's only been a week- and

The Book of Wands

i.e. www.BookOfWands.com

Is #1 on Google AHEAD of HARRY POTTER

Search "book of wands" on Google for yourself--
(no capitals, no quotations)



The book describes real life Brain Magic
and regarding Unusual Tools- i.e., the vernacular for these
being "wands"-- but not Wands in any ordinary sense.

One of the tools I describe is one of archetype wands-
brooms- and I have four or five around my house.
One of them- has flown three times all by itself.

I kid you not.

The broom is WEDGED TIGHTLY on hooks in my living room- and
has flown off in the middle of the night to land in the middle
of the living room floor- once while my girlfriend Julia was ten feet away when
it happened.  The book explains how this occurred,
and what we have concluded is going on.

Here is a picture of the very broom:
http://www.neilslade.com/gifs/redbroom.jpg

We are adding wonderful line drawing illustrations to the book this week before
it's release next week- done by master artist Bryan Geis, himself, one of the
characters in the book. Previews to come.

For a LIMITED TIME ONLY-Order now and get the online version plus an AUTOGRAPHED
free copy of the 5 hour An Amazing Brain Adventure with your advanced purchase--

http://www.BookOfWands.com

***************


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Neil
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http://www.EasyPaintYourCar.com
http://www.InkJetHelper.com
http://www.MyOwnPublishing.com
http://www.neilslade.com/Papers/Painting.html

I've built a new page with pictures and the video to illustrate
this story of Brain Radar and ESP

http://www.neilslade.com/wandclock.html

Thanks
Neil

The Brain book and Music Store
http://www.neilslade.com/order.html
http://www.neilslade.com/cds.html


Neil
http://www.BrainRadar.com
http://www.BookOfWands.com
http://www.EasyPaintYourCar.com
http://www.InkJetHelper.com
http://www.MyOwnPublishing.com
http://www.neilslade.com/Papers/Painting.html

Greetings Brain Explorers!

Thanks to everyone who has already replied to the Book of Wands Special-

The USA price button was fixed this morning, and now reflects the correct price-
and in fact- I've even lowered it a dollar :-)

You may return to the original
Book Of Wands Digital and Disc Versions Page for all details:
http://www.neilslade.com/WandsSpecial.html

or

You may directly use this link to get this for yourself

USA  $24.95 Postage Included
https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=8836100

All International $29.95 Postage Included
https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&hosted_button_id=8836189

This is all VERY exciting for Brain Explorers-
More news to come--

Neil

Greetings Special Brain Explorers!!

Please visit my special page just for Amazing Brain Adventure Newsletter and
Brain Explorers--

The New Brain Book is nearly at your fingertips!

http://www.neilslade.com/WandsSpecial.html


Order your copy now on that page and

Read a PREVIEW of 3 chapters on the web page above!

Have Fun!

-Neil

**********************************************
Here's a text copy of the web page

THE BOOK OF WANDS
SPECIAL PRE-ORDER PAGE



Neil Slade's long awaited New Amazing Brain Book, over one year in preparation,
and the result of thirty years of teaching and writing is at long last on its
way! It is-

THE BOOK OF WANDS

This completely unique and exciting book is an AS IT HAPPENED bundle of
fantastic story telling- revealing "secrets" that have remained completely
unspoken by Slade, or anyone else for that matter, until NOW-


You have of course all seen the rise of the popularity of stories dealing with
Magical and the Supernatural in recent years--- but this book goes where no
kiddie book, no tale of elves and the supernatural has gone before. It is a
REAL story of Magic and Unusual Tools that began decades ago.



The story is told in a completely fresh, humorous, and captivating style that
will make this book a classic while the ink is still fresh on the paper.... or
well, in the case of the Online Download version or CD version, before the dots
on your LCD screen have time to... well...uh.... well, you get the idea.



Imagine if J.R.R. Tolkein, Kurt Vonnegut, Monty Python, Tom Robbins, J.K.
Rowling, and Richard Brautigan had a communal child... well, maybe not... but
if they DID...

The Book of Wands would be what that child would have in his school back pack.
And the school principal would be trying to pry the manuscript out of this
smiling kid's grubby little fingers-- to no avail.



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changed to protect the guilty.



In this story, Niles Abercrumby the Fifth, Jr., is a music teacher who quickly
distains the world of public school teaching and sets off on his own to tutor
kids and adults with The Niles Abercrumby School of Music, Arts, and Other
Stuff. Shortly upon creation of his self-employment endeavor, he hooks up with
a crazy renegade scientist who runs a remote wilderness Brain Laboratory, the
legendary D.A. Stingo, who is responsible for opening the door for Niles to the
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Chapter 0

Prologue





We locked the car and then took a good look around. Here we were at
twelve-thousand five hundred feet, stepping out onto the gravel, a small
pullout, a minimalist parking lot, if you could call it that.

There was virtually nothing here but small alpine plants and lots and lots of
rocks. It looked like the Scottish Highlands, but that place was on the other
side of the globe.

The air was cool, and the sky- what parts of it that we could see through the
heavy clouds- was a perfect and flawless cobalt blue. There were no birds,
because there were no trees up here.

I had never taken any one of my student to this place before, so I knew Bobby
was in for an extraordinary experience, although I could not predict what that
would be. This place was mystery personified.

We were very nearly completely removed from our every day life. We were so very
far from the energies and influences that effectively contaminate the
consciousness of everyone who is in the middle of that madness we call
"civilization".

Remarkably, we were barely an hour's drive from the metropolitan area that we
lived in. We looked east, and we could see the sprawling city far, far below us
through a humid haze, as if we were looking down on earth from outer space, a
gaseous cloud of cosmic vapor between us and the rest of the universe.

"This is amazing," Bobby said. "This is like another world."

And we hadn't even walked away from the car yet.

I went around to the hatchback and opened it.

"Take a Wand," I said. "Do you want the cane or the umbrella?"

Bobby looked up. "Hmmm. Looks like it might rain. I'll take the umbrella."

"Good choice," I said as I handed him this unusual and rare wangee handled
tool. This was among my favorite Wands, and I was certain he would pick up
something good with it, especially up here. The signals were exceptionally clear
in this area and I was certain it would afford him access to information that he
would never be able to get otherwise.

. That the umbrella might keep him dry if necessary was almost entirely beside
the point.

I took the Chinese Sword Cane for myself. I was actually relieved, because I
frankly didn't think he had enough experience to use it yet. He was still pretty
green and he might end up putting a hole in his foot or worse, even though the
sword was for the moment safely sheathed inside the barrel of the cane.



The whole purpose of our expedition was to cement in Bobby's mind the experience
for himself- that he was surrounded by unusual tools, tools that everyone else
took for granted as being nothing special at all.

It was my hope that he would at last see that these very tools could open doors
for him, that these tools could launch him far from his common experience into
other worlds that otherwise only seemed a dream. It was my hope that the two
Wands we had brought with us would reveal their potential up here in a manner
that he could no longer deny as nothing more than my fertile imagination.

Nearly everyone else on the planet thought that Wands were nothing more than
make believe. Nearly everyone else on the planet thought I was out of my mind
when I talked of such things.



We removed our things from the back of the car and I shut the hatchback.

I pulled my backpack on and began to walk on the almost imperceptible dirt trail
that wound away from the car park towards the spine of the peak that lay in the
short distance in front of us, perhaps an eighth of a mile up the path.

"Follow me, the best is ahead of us. You haven't seen anything yet," I
suggested.

Suddenly something caught the toe of my foot. "ACK!!" Not six feet from the car
I stubbed my toe on a rock that was jutting out from the trail and I barely kept
my balance. "Ooo, ouch!!" I stopped and rubbed my toe grimacing, wobbling on the
on the un-stubbed leg.

"Hahah!" Bobby laughed. "Oh man, it can't get any better than that! How long
have you been giving these guided tours? Hahahha!... OWWUUPP!!!" Bobby was so
busy laughing at me he stumbled on the very same rock himself, did a jumbled and
twisted clown ballet pirouette, and then fell flat with a big thump on his rear
end.

"Hahaha!" Now it was my turn to chuckle, and my sore toe completely stopped
hurting.

"Shuddup…" he said, embarrassed as he pushed himself up and dusted off his
pants.

"People who live in housed glasses shouldn't stow thrones," I commented.

"What?" Bobby said as he picked a couple pieces of imbedded gravel out of his
palms.

"Forget it, " I smiled. "You okay?"

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Niles."



I was more than three times the age of my young teenage guitar student, my
Traveling protégé. I had been to this place many dozens of times over the
preceding decade. I knew the landscape as well as my own urban back yard. But
the place still retained secrets from me, even in the many spots that I was more
than intimately familiar with. I never tired of exploring every nook and cranny
up on this mountain.

There was no sound at all. We had driven up the long winding road off the main
two-laned highway for several miles and had not seen another single vehicle of
any type. Although the road commonly had cars traveling this scenic road during
the weekend, I had purposefully chosen a weekday for this trip.

We certainly would not run into anyone off the road and where we were going, on
the edge of the rocky cliffs where we were headed. We might see a pica, or a
crow, but I expected few other moving creatures save a bug here or there.

We had walked several hundred yards from the car and quite a vertical distance
in elevation higher up. Our vehicle now looked like a matchbox sized toy car a
couple far below us.

We zig-zagged the most crooked indirect path winding higher and higher, between
boulders ever increasing in size. The wildflowers were at their peak and
surrounded us.

"Look at this!" Bobby exclaimed with surprise. "These flowers, this is
incredible! They're huge, they're absolutely huge!"

I turned around and looked at him slightly puzzled. "Huh?" I didn't understand.
They were just regular wildflowers.

Bobby held up a picked purple stem in right in front of his one opened eye,
blocking his vision. "Niles, look! This flower is actually bigger than your
car!"

I smiled for a second, then understood the joke. "Hey! You're not supposed to
pick the flowers up here. It's a reserve." I frowned slightly and shook my head
in motherly disapproval.

"Oh, sorry." Bobby knelt down and made like he was trying to replant the flower
back in the ground. He was mocking me, in a good natured way, as was his habit.
It was actually absurdly funny.

"Forget it. Just don't pick any more. If everybody who came up here picked one
flower, in ten thousand years there wouldn't be any left," I lectured. "And
don't let the rangers catch you."

The reality was, however, it actually was prohibited to pick anything up in this
wilderness. Tourists had already created significant damage to the ancient
forest that lay a half mile downhill from where we walked.

This place contained some of the oldest trees on the entire planet, Bristlecone
Pines, the oldest living things on earth. We walked a mere quarter mile above
them, and could see the ghost like angled dark branches of this enchanted forest
peeking through the ground fog below us. Any moment I expected to see goblins
run out from behind one of the nearby truck sized boulders we passed, and dash
off into the dark woods below.

Before the area was protected by law, tourists had regularly picked up and taken
away gorgeous pieces of ancient dead wood that was a irreplaceable part of this
natural environment. Close to the road itself where people drove to access this
area, the ground was nearly as bare as a beach.

But up where we were hiking the story was different. Although at this spot, we
were above tree line itself which we could see several hundred feet below us. At
the place where the forest came close up the hill nearer to where we were, it
was too far for lazy flat-landers who had little respect for this place to hike.
This further uphill end of the enchanted forest remained pristine and whole and
unspoiled- and unpicked.



There was an incredible abundance of wild flowers everywhere. There were Purple
Sparklers that looked like violet fireworks shooting off of a green rocket
trail, with gold bursts in the center of each brilliant blossom. There were snow
stars hugging the ground, no more than a quarter inch across each, as delicate
as fairy footprints. There were football field sized patches of Indian
Paintbrush here and there, in an infinite variety of subtle shades of ruby,
scarlet, and orange. And then there were the Giant Pluto Heads, big green round
balls of spikes that truly looked like they belonged at the bottom of an
extraterrestrial ocean.

It was impossible not to stare at our feet as we climbed higher and higher
towards the crest of the peak in front of us, as the ground was an unbelievably
psychedelic and detailed landscape of multi-colored pebbles, plants, and moss.

Bobby came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. "This is like being
stoned," he remarked. "And all I had for lunch was peanut butter."

I smiled, but didn't say anything. I knew exactly what he was talking about.

In the city, you would not think twice about such patterns under your feet. You
would think such simple things as small plants and stones were entirely
unremarkable. But up here in this rarified environment, something instantly
clicked in your brain: You became super sensitive to subtle variations of
texture and color that struck you as entirely magnificent. It could be compared
to taking a powerful shamanic stimulant or magical herb, but here, the drug was
this special place itself.

We began to reach the top of one crest and had long lost sight of the parking
area. As we rounded a small outcropping we stopped and took in a view that was
nothing short of breathtaking, literally.

"Hold on a minute," Bobby said. "I'm outta breath!" He bent down with his hands
on his knees.

"Wimp," I said. "I'm a Capricorn, a mountain goat. What are you, a Pisces?"

"Shut up. I'm a Capricorn too, January 7th. I'm just not used to this."

"Too much pasta." I retorted. I hadn't named him Bobby Spaghetti for nothing.

"You're suppose to carb up when you go on a hike, don't you know," Bobby
replied.

I chucked to myself. Here was a young teenager, and he was having trouble
keeping up with me, an old fart. Of course, I didn't dare mention that my thighs
were already aching from the very steep leg of the trail we had just come up. I
was actually glad he wanted to rest.

"Look at that," I pointed out the range of snowcapped razor sharp peaks
immediately across the valley to the west.

Bobby straightened up and turned around to look. "Oh my god," he said nearly
under his breath. "That's incredible."

We were looking at not one, but several over fourteen-thousand peaks all within
eyeshot from this vantage point. The very peak of Mt. Evans was just mere miles
from where we stood. Gray and Torries' twin fourteeners were a short distance
west. Long's peak was up range perhaps twenty five miles. And then Pike's Peak
was a relatively far fifty miles sound of where we stood. But we could see the
all with an easy twist of our necks.

"Let's keep going, there's a power spot just over there," I suggested and
pointed a short distance away.

We hiked down a bit from this one high spot, hopping from the top of one flat
boulder to the next, but still staying more or less on the crest of the spine of
this peak we were exploring. To our immediate right, eastward, the peak dropped
sharply down, forming a wall of granite bluffs that ended a couple hundred feet
below us leading to the dense Bristlecone forest. To our left, the side of the
mountain we traversed was a more or less gradual descent that eventually led to
a long deep valley. We made our way along this side of the peak, continually
working our way higher and higher.

After another ten minutes of hiking up and down on this rocky roller coaster, we
came to an unexpectedly flat area just below the edge of the ridge.

"This is it," I said as I took off my back pack and sat down on the ground to
get out a bottle of water. "You want some?"

I handed Bobby the aluminum water bottle after taking a good long swig myself.

"Shortstop," he said.

I smiled. I had heard my father say that to me when I was a kid, and used the
salt before passing it on. I wondered if my father's spirit was following us
that afternoon.

Bobby walked over to a solid wall of rock that sat on one side of this flat
area. "Wow, I didn't expect this up here," he said as he ran his hand against
the wall.

It was as if we had suddenly stumbled upon a big outdoor movie screen that had
been carved out of the side of the mountain. I had been to this place many
times, but for Bobby, it must have been quite something to encounter for the
first time.

"This is, awesome," he said examining the twenty foot vertical wall of rock.
Directly in front of the wall was a living room size of flat ground, big enough
to hold a modest wedding reception or bar mitzvah.

There was a small ledge about three feet off the ground at the base of this
wall. I watched carefully as Bobby contemplated the spot with his back towards
me. He threw his own backpack and the umbrella on the ground. Then he spotted
the ledge and placed one foot on it, as if to test that it was not loose rock.

It was as if instinct took over, and he dug his fingernails into the rock face
and then hoisted himself wholly onto the lip. He flattened himself against the
wall, hugging it, with his ear to it as if he was listening to something deep
inside the earth.

Looking at him, flat against this rock cliff, it made the most incongruous
sight. Here he was standing vertically against this nearly perfectly flat area
of rock, a wall perhaps twenty five feet across and twenty feet high, and yet
from my vantage point, it looked exactly as if he were lying down on a granite
bed, horizontally. It was a remarkable illusion.

He closed his eyes.

There was no sound at all, no wind, no birds, nothing.

And then we heard in the distance, from the direction of from the forest of
twisted fifteen-hundred year old pine trees far below us, as sound as sudden as
a crack of thunder piercing the clouds high above us, a sound that sent a bolt
of pure electrical shock up our spines.

Bobby was catapulted off the wall no different than if the wall itself had
suddenly come to life and knocked him off with the force of a heavy weight
boxer.

We had both heard the unmistakable sustained sound of a woman screaming at the
top of her lungs, as if she was seconds away from her own murder.

"Get up!" I yelled, as I stood up my cane in my hand held out at arm length."
Grab your Wand! Now!"





Chapter 1

Niles Abercrumby





I met Frank Zappa one Denver summer night in 1973. My high school buddy Scott
Lindenbaum and I snuck into the KFML radio station office building before one of
Frank's concerts while he was giving a pre-concert interview. Frank was polite
and cordial, and he gave me this single bit of advice along with his ball point
pen autograph on the outside of my electric utility bill envelope, the only
scrap of paper I had at hand at the moment:

"Remember you are employed, and working for the muse."



My name is Niles Abercrumby.

I've taught over thirty thousand music lessons in my life to an uncounted number
of pupils, with a few students thrown in. Very few.

I've taught an even select fewer of those to use Wands.



I am a university trained musician, with a teaching certificate in Music
Education from the state of Colorado, United States of America, Earth, Solar
System, Milky Way Galaxy, Universe 14RCB Sector 42, Reality Phase 9. I earned
this certificate many, many years ago.

I've long outgrown it, and I let it expire and die of natural causes five short
years after it arrived in my mail box. It came in a big white envelope packed
along with my diploma as well as an application for car insurance.

My teaching certificate and college diploma were mailed to me since I had not
received such documents ceremoniously in person with a handshake, wearing the
traditional cap and gown. Nor had I less ceremoniously obtained it either, as
conceivably wearing mere plain jeans and sneakers with holes in each, slid
through the opening of a bullet proof teller window inside the administration
office building by a smiling cherubic clerk with a Hispanic surname.

I opted for the much more informal US Postal Mail delivery. Less walking for me,
same end result without all the pomp and pageantry. I'm not big on ceremony.

In college I learned how to play every band instrument John Phillips Sousa wrote
an arrangement for. I also as learned how to toot and pluck on every instrument
used in a modern day symphonic orchestra, those instruments that I already had
not taught myself to play out of curiosity growing up. I was always very
interested in music and doing things with my hands, but I was never interested
in institutions or tradition per se.

In is no coincidence that the same dexterity applied to instruments helps in the
channeling of energy through an assortment of Wands. However, there is presently
no college course in Wands, nor is there any diploma associated with this skill.
I earned my extra curricular skill without documentation or accreditation. I
learned the How-To of Wands directly from studying the only real source of
literature I know of on the subject, and from trial and error.

As I've come to learn, Wand technique greatly relies on underlying Fun-di-Mental
principals that I learned from the one person who was responsible for allowing
me to get my hands on a copy of such a textbook on the subject of Wands. This
person, almost certainly a Wand practitioner himself during his life, was
considered by the general public as wildly eccentric at the very least if not
outright out of his mind.

Indeed, my first direct knowledge of Wands and how they work came as a result of
spending an awful lot of time with a fellow that most people thought was a crazy
old guy living in a shack up in the mountains.

High up in a remote forest near the Colorado Continental Divide lived and worked
the founder and director of The Dormant Brain Research and Development
Laboratory, D.A.T. Stingo, or as we called him, DaStingo, or even simpler,
Stingo.

I've always found that a person's name reveals something about their character,
and this seems to be the case with everyone that's played a significant role in
this story.

In his case, Stingo was a tough professor and teacher. He didn't mess around. He
could give you the most powerful injection of truth and wisdom of anyone I ever
met, a huge shot of inspiration and energy. But he also had a sharp bite if you
made the fatal mistake of taking him for a fool. You could get stung badly, and
you wouldn't forget..

Up until now, his involvement with Wands has remained a complete secret to
nearly every one of the students and subjects who passed through the stone gate
to this pristine wilderness facility. In all respects it was already a place off
the most un-beaten track. For him to further admit to utilizing Wands would have
pushed his already teetering reputation even further off center and completely
off the precipice of logical acceptance.

Had Stingo revealed his interested and knowledge, much less a use of Wands, he
would have certainly been considered a complete lunatic by all, including his
most ardent supporters. Thus, it went unadvertised to his grave.



The main work of Stingo's behavior lab was teaching people the ins and outs of
how their mind motor worked, learned in the atmosphere of nature unspoiled.

You see, Stingo wanted to save the world, one person at a time.

He felt that the world was a mess because most people had a mess of a brain.
Multiply a messy brain by billions of brain owners, and you get a messy and
doomed planet.

If you can save one brain, that brain can save another. "Each one, teach one,"
he would say. And that could become a geometric progression. "Save one soul, and
you save the universe," an ancient script said.

My self-imposed job was to see if I could save myself for a start.



If you managed to hear about and to actually find The Dormant Brain lab and its
director-caretaker, you might sign up for a six-week Brain In Nature Course. You
would camp out for weeks on end, sleep on hard stone covered ground in your
self-made lean to shelter, and at the end of the summer you would have enough
knowledge of how the human brain works to teach a university crash course on the
subject.

Then you would go home.

To all of the hundreds of people who found their way to this back woods
institute and completed the course, brain training would remain their only
impression of what Stingo and his place was all about.

But quite out of view, hidden far off the main trail proper was a key to tools
that would surely land anyone locked admission into the funny farm if they dared
speak of it in public. It was here where I first learned of The Book of Wands.

Surely, no other former participants at the brain lab will confirm what I am
about to reveal, mainly because they weren't in on this most secretive of
Stingo's secrets. They all split once they got from him what they wanted and
what they expected to get.

"Once a student pops his frontal lobes," Stingo often remarked, "I never seem
`em again."

I hung around years after everyone else had gone home to feed their fish. As it
turned out, something else turned up on the end of my line.

During his life Stingo did not want to jeopardize the rest of his work and his
already counter-culture reputation by even wilder claims now set forth in my own
account here. I can afford such a personal risk as I already have a steady and
permanent income selling thousands of battery operated pet nail trimmers on eBay
each month under a completely different name.

So let us proceed.







Chapter 2

The Niles Abercrumby

School of Music

And Other Stuff





My Wand exposure and education began as early as I can remember, although I
didn't realize nor was I told that I was obtaining such instruction indirectly
or otherwise until far later on. I think more than a few people use Wands, but
clearly very few if any don't know consciously what they are doing, but rather
do so instinctually.

Using a Wand as a Wand is almost universally unadvertised as such.
Understandably, claims one would make of such an activity would lead others to
the perception that one has lost all his marbles.



I refused to go to my university graduation, held early one summer Saturday
morning, because I felt that achieving my higher education had already robbed
enough of my personal time. I had already missed hundreds of hours of early
weekend Bugs Bunny cartoons during my youth because of Saturday morning
religious school that my parents forced me to attend. Enough was enough already.

Speaking of religious school, I have never been particularly interested in
religion either, with the possible exception of Taoism, and that is clearly a
pretty feeble excuse for an institutional belief system, but about as close to
religion as I will ever voluntarily w ander.

You know what those Taoists say: "The Way is not hard for those who have no
preferences."

Well now, that's what I call religion.



When I graduated from college, I immediately took a position as a substitute
teacher in the Denver Public Schools. This lasted for exactly one semester
before I completely dropped out of classroom teaching. I had begun drinking a
half gallon of coffee a day just to stay awake in class from the lack of
creative stimulation inside my own head. I drank other potions to calm me down
both on the way home and additionally after arriving home. My nerves were
ritually being fried by junior high schoolers bouncing off the walls inside the
hallowed and revered walled institution known as School.

Being that necessity is the mother of invention (and more on those Mothers
later), and that my own survival seemed very necessary to me, I soon learned
that I could make a perfectly comfortable living inventing my own school,
teaching music one person at a time at in-home private music lessons.

Thus, The Niles Abercrumby School of Music, Art and Other Stuff helped me to
dodge brain atrophy and/or putting my nervous system at possible fatal risk from
over-exposure to large numbers of wildly enthusiastic elementary, middle, and
high school pupils.

Not that such public school classrooms are filled so much with students wildly
enthusiastic about music, but more accurately are typically filled with pupils
enthusiastic about being wild.

Speaking of students and pupils, one thing I do remember from my own middle
school training, or at very least I continue to hallucinate, is that the
difference between a pupil and a student is that a student studies, and a pupil
simply watches.

It is easy to remember the differences between these two if you remember that a
pupil is nothing but a hole that sucks in light.

The same classroom may be filled with thirty or more pairs of pupils, but may
easily and simultaneously have zero students in it.



As I've said, necessity is the mother of invention, and so for me, it was
necessary to make a living with music without losing my mind. I do, however,
continue to be accused of already having met that fate. So it goes.

Speaking of mother, when I was in the sixth grade I earned my first few dollars
self-employed walking door to door in my neighborhood selling my own original
pastel sketches. This was indeed chalk Wands at work making dollars in this most
innocent manner.

I shocked my mother- herself a school teacher- when she found out how I had
spent my afternoon mixing adolescent capitalism with crayons.

My mother is now 84, and she still can't believe (nor does she approve) that I
actually make my living as a self-employed artist of any type.



Like I said, I let my teaching certificate expire because I never again wanted
to voluntarily or otherwise set foot in a band room after an indoor winter and
spring spent trying to wrestle order out of hundreds of entropy intent
adolescent and younger bi-pedal hominids wielding drums, cymbals, horns, loud
reed instruments, catgut strung boxes, and other "civilized" instruments of
cacophony.

I continue to get my car insurance through my college, however, so my college
education was not entirely wasted.



My mother had tried her best to sculpt me in her own image as a dedicated public
school servant, but it was ultimately an exercise in futility for her part. My
heart had been guided by another "Mother" throughout my teenage years:

I had grown up listening to the decadent and rebellious strains of Frank Zappa
and The Mothers of Invention, as well as giving equal time listening and
studying Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band. These were Dadaists with a tune.

Years after I had fled the public schools, Mom had still tried to convince me to
keep my school teaching certificate valid and convinced me to enroll in a
teaching certificate renewal program, "You'll never know when you'll want to
teach in the schools again!"

I temporarily succumbed, and as I sat in the Colorado Teaching Certificate
Renewal Study Seminar held at the Stapleton Airport Sheridan Hotel Conference
Center, my mind kept drifting back to strains of Zappa compositions such as,
"Who Are The Brain Police?", and "You're Probably Wondering Why I'm Here".

At the lunch break, sitting in a large cafeteria with a hundred or so noisy soon
to be re-certified re-fried public servants, I pondered my future in a just
emptied vanilla pudding cup that was part of our collective lunch break. I
wondered how many more pudding cups I would stare into in how many more noisy
lunchroom cafeterias in the years to come. I took a quick deep breath and
silently made a break for my car out in the parking lot and forever away from
re-certification as if I were escaping from a penitentiary and a life sentence.
I never looked back.



My resourcefulness in creating a career for myself as a private music teacher
has had many distinct advantages over being employed by the state, not the least
of which is that I get to stay home all day long and spend quality time with my
dogs, Erfie and Chloe, and practice with my sticks, Wands, and other useful
tools of Travel.

Erfie and Chloe are sleeping next to me on the couch right now as I write this.

Yes indeed, you are now ingesting the thoughts of a person who while
transcribing this, at his particular longitude, latitude, and other dimensions
and coordinates of time, space, and abstract thought, is sitting on a comfy
three cushioned sofa with semi-abstract southwestern Native American inspired
geometrical designs imprinted on the fabric covering. Self-determination also
allows this person to type at his own whim, day or night, with nary a care of
waking up in time to join the mad rat race at seven A.M.

Next to him are two snoring, dog dreaming twin sibling West Highland White
Terriers, each in their own, or perhaps intersecting other worldly dog dreamy
universes. They never dropped out of the rat race because they never joined it
to begin with.

They have, contrary, chased smaller cute mice across the kitchen floor,
fortunately because my home has largely been rat free, albeit not free of their
smaller cousins.

I hesitate to inform them that they have never caught a single mouse.

Wait!

I take that back.

One of them had actually deposited a big fat gray mouse at the foot of my bed a
couple of months ago. That's probably why this particular rodent got caught in
the first place- too chubby to run away fast enough.

Anyway, Erfie is the big brother, Chloe the little sister.

As I engage in interspecies telecommunication, CLICKING FORWARD and ON, I
perceive the internal and non-corporal activities inside these somewhat smaller
canine craniums:





Erfie, dreaming of a giant bowl, a white ceramic bowl decorated with colorful
yellow flowers and blueberry and strawberry designs. It overflows with endless
crunchy peanut butter and molasses doggy cookies.

Crunch crunch crunch.



Chloe, running through a wonderfully green hilly meadow, sun shining, birds
twerping, butterflies dancing, clouds drifting, dandelion puffs riding on the
wind. She runs to the top of the hill, wagging her tail- and at the top of a
hill she comes upon a giant bowl of endless crunchy peanut butter and molasses
doggy cookies.

Crunch crunch crunch.





I have no doubt at all who is the more intelligent of creatures, between humans
and canines.

Despite the greater relative volume of the human brain, I humbly bow at the
simple wisdom and generosity of my furry family members. Less is far more.





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As always- the biggest rush is Frontal Lobes Creativity.

I did this film, as it happened, spur of the moment-- a pure representation of
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And, the film I had on the TV was perfectly appropriate.

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COMMENTS:

(And this is so very strangly appropriate to get today, per the film...)

Hi Neil,


i have to tell you something about unusual for me. The last night before on July
21 i had not sleeping. So on July 21 at 23:30, i am so over tired that i am
decided to go bed now and have a sleep. Because otherwise i would dying, so my
feeling at this time. I lay down, and my body and the rest of my System begins
very fast and deep to relax. I short thinking a while about clicking forward my
Amygdala, because i do this every night before i sleeping. I visualise a while,
that i am breathing Energy from my feet up to my Amygdala and then throuout,
back to the great "Field of Energy" around me. After a short while then
something unusealy happen to me. First i hear something like some else is in the
room near me, and is also breathing. I just ignored that first. Then at the next
Moment the breathing sound stopps, there for i realizing with closed eyes, that
very bright light must be around me on the left side in my room. For me it seem
so bright, like as some one had make the room light on. So i decide to open my
eyes to watch out whats happen there to my left. I had turn off all lights
before i go to bed. So as i open my eyes, i turn my head to left left side and
watch. Now i am a little bit shocked, because there i could saw a very bright
white light in the middle of the room, not very tall ( 1 x 1 Meter) but very
bright. It has no direkt shape, but looks a little bit like a Star where the
edges are all faded out, it seems be flat. Like so as you shining with a lamp on
a Wall. It seems not to be 3 demensional, not like a ball or something else,
flat. It seems to be round, but wasn't round really, i described it before. I
had could watching at this


bright white light for ca. 4-5 seconds and saw it very clearly. Beside i
watching at it i ask myselfs, oh my god whatsssss this now, am i crazy, do i
dreaming, halluzinating, this could not be or could it!? But on the other side
it could not be dreaming, or halluzination like that kind, because i could also
see the rest of the room and all whats in it. So i decide it must be real light!
After these 4-5 seconds, it fall very fast into it self and disappear again in
the room. Then the room were dark again like before. The next thing i thought,
was to stand up, and


take the lamp on the Table, a small one with flushy blue light, don't know why i
had think that. But in the same time the Idea popups in my mind, i leave the
idea again. Because, first i am to tired, an second for what i need a lamp, what
you will shining on?? On the other side i couldn't sleep in now again, because
it was too phenomenal to me just now. So i lay


there in my dark room now, and think about this happening, whats now bend my
mind. I am not fear about that all, okay a little bit, yes , but more exited and
interested about then feared. Then the next thing happend to me! After a short
time from 2 - 3 Minutes the blue light from my PC USB HUB goes on, and light the
room in light blue. Now i think, hey thats too crazy, isnt it? Why the light
goes on, when it was out before and how could it be, when nothing on my USB HUB
has changed??? I had not find out it, and then after a ca. an hour i must be
falling into sleep!


Beside something similar too came just in my mind. For ca. 2 Weeks i saw two
blue light points on my new black dog (puddle) one of the shoulder and one the
breast side. These i also


couldn't explain me. I saw these two blue lights for about 2-3 Minutes on my dog
( ca. 5 cm in the middle darker then in the outside, the outside was faded out)
and this i could see also when he was moving around in the room. Don't know,
whats happening here!


Beside i remember me just, that many unusualy things last time happening here.
Much dreamings i have, also one about blue lights on


the Streetway where i am going in my dream at one time.  Then not dreaming
things, light bulbs (absolutly new) going damaged, the car elektric for few days
ago goes damaged. But this where good for me! Sounds crazy, but it was good
because so i had have to take a bus for one of my termin. So i had many time to
relaxing on the way, because i was 1 hour earlier then sheduled. So i had time
relaxing, time to clicking and think a bit more before then usally. In the last
i had make a good decision for myself, because in the termine itself i had have
a good idea i otherwise had not have, i really believe. With the car, i had not
relaxed a bit, and eventually therefor not such i good idea, and in the last
made a bad or wrong decision, react on some things more then i had to do and so
on!


A few more things! Most of them i found out all have to do with electricity the
other ones has to do with personal situations and the last one could not
categorysing. I don't know why these things happen, and why but they happen and
i am shore isn't by accident anymore!


For just a month a PC Monitore here crashed complete, and at the same time the
Video Security Cam outside first dosen't work, then work again but lost the
color. Now since this time running only in s/w mode.


At this time also the Videorecorder lost the complete Program settings, just
reseting by itself. At the same time just a bit later the Receiver (relativ new)
damaged complete, so a new one is to buy and to install.



Thats are a few as example! Okay i know, many things like this allways happening
everywhere everytime, in every ones life, but so many, in so a short time
period, and one by one, you know!!


Sometimes i asked myself, could it be that these things have to do something in
direction of me and my Amygdala clicking. Eventually, something like a byproduct
of it all, or something?
And if so, how long this "byproduct period" is lasting, because a longer time
"byproduct time" cost too much money, haha ha!


And something too, what is much more importend to me then all i had write before
here,  and i would let you know also. Amygdala clicking for me is very helpful,
because things which had sometime fear me too much before, i do handling much
better then before. Sometime very easy without effort, other times with lesser.
It cost me not so much energy like before, and i do make much better decisions!
This all alone counts and help me just so much! Shore, i would lie if say i am
not interested in these other things around Amygdala clicking too. But it is not
so much importend, or better not more so importend for me than before, it does
not standing in front, one the first place anymore. I am happy with this simple
few goals alone! Because i so long searched for something like your Amygdala
clicking (a Tool, Methode dont know what ever), which is enable me to reduce
stress, fear and the other shity bounded things araound this things. Now i am
shore, i haven't to search anymore, i just have too remember i have two Amydala
and clicking again and again. All the rest will be coming up without focusing
effortless when the time is right, sometimes. Thanks for that great gift, i
never expected that it help me so much, but it does!!!)


happy clicking and warm regards
peter
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nearly 50,000 words, bigger than any other previous title of mine.

Here's another teeny tiny preview, enjoy

6 and ˝
Missing Teeth


People like to surround themselves with corners. They like to build
corners, they look to put things in corners, and they like to keep
themselves in corners. Take that sitting appliance you will certainly
be using now or some time today- a chair. See… even your ass likes to
be in a corner and it's quite round. Your rear end, that is.
The strange thing is, is that there is not a single square millimeter
on that twenty or so square feet of skin that covers your body, nor a
square, cubes, rectangle, or trapazoid internal organ hiding
underneath that skin anywhere inside of you.

Your brain, for example, is shaped like a nice curved walnut, and sits
comfortably inside it's double dome walnut shell. It's natural.

Yet, curved human beans are constantly trying to fit themselves and
their mind into a corner or a box.
Why on the round earth is that?


Now, Travelers learn early on that square wheels don't roll. And this
is why most people never learn to Travel.
Their minds are square.

A Traveler knows that to move rapidly, one most take the spiritual
shape of an amoeba. Or for that matter a paramecium. But generally,
the amoeba shape has definite advantages.

Like an octopus that can squeeze through the most narrow tunnel
between two worlds, the amoeba is a better shape for Travel, because
it is no shape.

A hard snail shell gets caught in the pipe way. The slippery octopus
can bend through any curve and slither through the tightest keyhole.
When you have a shape, you have a definition.

When you have a definition, you loose the ability to adapt to a new
environment. And Traveling is moving from one environment to another
different one to another different one.

People are constantly trying to see the You-niverse as black and
white, as restricted defined areas that start here and end there.

This is only handy when you are playing checkers.

Otherwise, this is a huge mistake, and chains you to immobile concrete
blocks of glued down cells.

To quote Loose Tsu, "...when you give up ides of right and wrong, of
this and that, you then see the truth."

Thus, you can go where blockheads are unable to go. You slip through
the bobsled twisty turny wormhole connecting the two You-niverses like
a slippery cosmic octopus.

You go where no common stick corner clunky man is able to go.


(Stay tuned!!)

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COMMENTS:

"Dear Neil,

Please could you help me.  i have recently bought your 5 books ...i
always find the most progress in these things by being able to
internally visualise exactly what is happening and having the
confidence to do this because i know i am visualising from very
accurate information...visualising is accurate and then am certain
will progress in joyful leaps and bounds!

Well, thanks for everything!

Very best wishes,
Andy

[My reply]

Andy,

Clicking forward is making a connection between your advanced frontal
lobes behind your forehead to the rest of your bulk brain behind.
Like AC electricity, the energy moves back and forth in both
directions-- but most people get the frontal lobes processes kick
started by imagining the energy moving forward like DC current, from
the mid brain where the amygdala is located, up to the frontal lobes.


When we get freaked out- threatened, scared-  fight or flight clicks
in- backwards-- and the cortex shuts down to a large extent.

Clicking forward is conscious over riding of exclusive primitive
reactions by the addition of more advanced cortical functions. You
don't just REACT to things-- you react AND THINK INTELLIGENTLY through
things. This way, you have your FULL brain power at your disposal,
instead of just your reactive 10% reptile brain power.

This is something that is not culturally encouraged, but must be
learned and practiced consciously for a while. Then too, frontal lobes
thinking becomes a habit-- and you get automatic brain power that
works far beyond cultural brain failure.

Neil

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Wow,

I've never heard of this technique before.

It would be very impressive if there was some research to help
establish the credibility of this...

It certainly could be possible, and it sounds like a really great
thing to look into.  Any further info? Research?

I would think that pausing in any way to deliberately increase
comprehension would help. Perhaps something as simple as tapping one
hand with the other evey once in a while might have the same effect...
I don't know.

Anyone interested in researching this topic? Simple methods of
increasing retention, including this water sipping method?

Thanks
Neil




--- In CrossingDimensions@yahoogroups.com, "petershupe"
<petershupe@...> wrote:
>
> Greetings, Neil
>   You need to learn this so you can teach this to all of the people
> who are trying to learn your information and need help in retaining
> or understanding any of your knowledge from the books or
> tape's/CD's/DVD's.
>    If you take small sips of water, as you read or listen every few
> words (10 or 12) or short parts(paragraphs), you tend to learn and
> retain the information easier.
>    Human beings, being of a water based System,(95%) are generaly
> more able to retain or learn information with the addition of water
> as dirrected at theses times, than they are with out the addition of
> the water. It just assists the brain to work more fluidly.
>    Using pure water, with no impurities in it, works the best.
> (Not any of that bottled water, as most of it is just pumped out of a
> Ground well and then put in to new containers for sale.) A water
> purfier is the best source for getting this type of water.
>    Also if you read or listen to the new material three times in a
> row and for only short pieces of the material at a time. Such as
> reading or listening to a few paragraphs or parts at a time for the
> three times. This will help you to relax and retain the information
> your tring to comprehend easier.
>    Remember that most people are capable of remembering about one to
> three minutes of conversation before they begin to forget or change
> the conversation. That it is the small steps that go in to the
> makeing of big changes, that usually work out the best in the long
> run.
>    This information will help your students to retain and use their
> new knowledge in a more logical manner. As it is more structured than
> the just reading for pleasure thing.
>    I hope this will help your students to learn how to be more
> harmonic or in tune with the planet and to assist them to become as
> if one, for the inrichment of the human race.
>
>
> Your friend,
> Peter
>

Greetings, Neil
   You need to learn this so you can teach this to all of the people
who are trying to learn your information and need help in retaining
or understanding any of your knowledge from the books or
tape's/CD's/DVD's.
    If you take small sips of water, as you read or listen every few
words (10 or 12) or short parts(paragraphs), you tend to learn and
retain the information easier.
    Human beings, being of a water based System,(95%) are generaly
more able to retain or learn information with the addition of water
as dirrected at theses times, than they are with out the addition of
the water. It just assists the brain to work more fluidly.
    Using pure water, with no impurities in it, works the best.
(Not any of that bottled water, as most of it is just pumped out of a
Ground well and then put in to new containers for sale.) A water
purfier is the best source for getting this type of water.
    Also if you read or listen to the new material three times in a
row and for only short pieces of the material at a time. Such as
reading or listening to a few paragraphs or parts at a time for the
three times. This will help you to relax and retain the information
your tring to comprehend easier.
    Remember that most people are capable of remembering about one to
three minutes of conversation before they begin to forget or change
the conversation. That it is the small steps that go in to the
makeing of big changes, that usually work out the best in the long
run.
    This information will help your students to retain and use their
new knowledge in a more logical manner. As it is more structured than
the just reading for pleasure thing.
    I hope this will help your students to learn how to be more
harmonic or in tune with the planet and to assist them to become as
if one, for the inrichment of the human race.


Your friend,
Peter

Greetings Brain Explorers!

I always enjoy the great letters I get from newsletter members like you-

Here's one, and it's a fairly common one for people just starting
Brain Self-Control....

"Neil,

Hi, I just bought your book and I'm at chapter 8 but I can't seem to
click forward controllably, I've tried to tickle with a feather,
energy sending with your index finger and Lingo's way of energy beams
pronging into my amygdala but it's not working, I don't get it, what
am I doing wrong? How do I have to imagine/visualize? Do I visualize
seeing my amygdali infront of my eyes as my eyes are shut? Does it
take a while before you start feeling good when doing it or should I
be feeling good instantly? PLEAAASE help me out, I don't know what I'm
doing wrong.

Thanks!

BVDE

RESPONSE:

From: neil@...
Subject: Re: clicking forward

Just read and absorb.

You are clicking forward and backward all day every day

what you need to do is IDENTIFY it.

Re-read-- its' right there in front of you in the books, and the
web site, and DVDs, and audio CDs.

Go slow.

Read each sentence for complete comprehension
you are going too fast, that's why you missed it.


And that is the supreme cosmic joke

It's right HERE- where you always are.
It's like sitting in a boat and you are looking for the lake.

Start taking a little notepad with you

Note when you have a negative emotion--- that's clicking backwards
Note when you have a positive emotion--- that's clicking forwards.

Eventually, you understand the linking behaviors, and then you CONTROL
the clicking consciously any time any place-- except when your
mother starts to yell at you-- and that usually takes a little extra
effort and practice to keep from freaking out. Hahaha.

Later
Neil

SECOND ENQUIRY:

How long did it take you to control the clicking?
I believe can identify it, I know when I look at peoples and my own
behaviour when I'm clicked forward or backward.
Like right now I'm clicked backward because I'm frustrated that I
can't control it

But I'll do what you said, I'll re-read and write my emotions down
Can you give me some pointers about visualizing though?
and is there an active forum about clicking your amygdala and frontal
lobes supercharge?

Thanks

FOLLOW UP RESPONSE:

Everybody gets SOME results right away. I didn't get the BIG Brain AH
HA!!!!!!!!!!! until many years of practicing what my teacher T.D.
Lingo kept telling me, until many years of contemplating Brain
Self-Control, learning Brain Basics.

These days, people get it faster. Why? We have 10,000 newsletter
members providing feedback (on the web site), And everyolne has been
contributing ideas and evolving technique. Brain Exploring has come a
long way since the original Brain Lab of 1957-1993-- we learned a
LOT!~ and we have more Brain Self-Control experience under our
collective belt to draw from.

Many people get astonishing results very quickly- again, read the
feedback pages>> http://www.neilslade.com/Papers/letters.html

For you I recommend: Continue review of all the material- books, and
online.

You'll get it  no worries, relax, enjoy the trip.

Visualizing?

Hold a real object in front of your face--- try different things

Then close your eyes and recall all the details

You can practice this a few times a day-- try meals, and what's on
your fork

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Ask yourself this today, as you walk through the door into today's
PARALLEL Universe:

Where EXACTLY do I want to be?

..........got it?


If you are like me, you are trying to go somewhere, a place where
things are a little bit different.

You may generally be satisfied with the way things are-- but your
frontal lobes, your BRAIN RADAR is telling you "I can make this better."

Okay, we all agree.

HOW, exactly?


Here's a little tip: Think beyond yourself.

Think: What EXACTLY does my buddy, my friend, my customer really
want?

This is a frontal lobes, advanced brain process.

The rudimentary, old dinosaur brain-- the one that is about to become
extinct as the giant comet slams into your Jurassic world, is
blundering about with no ability to see the future, to plan aHEAD-
because your stegosaurus brain, despite armor plating is only about
the size of a walnut.  Its NUTS!

Your peanut sized R-complex, the center core of your brain, just
thinks "me me me me me mememememememememem!!!"  like a little M&M.

It is DOOMED to fade into the obscurity of history.

And the quick little ferrets will rule the planet-- because they are
SOCIAL creatures, and because they have a much smaller footprint. They
can survive on little niblits close to the ground.

The squirrels will bury little acorns all around the yard, and will
survive to see next Monday's sunrise. The Tyrannosaurus is having a
party today, but will pass out and fall over from exhaustion and
starvation by Saturday.

And you?


In your New World, post comet hit, what exactly do you have in common
with the little guys?

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Here's a good place to start:


Many free viewing documents
http://www.majesticdocuments.com/

I will not regularly post or allow posts of commercial links on this
newsletter- anyone can Yahoo search for what they need--
but for convenience today, I will make an exception:


LM Howe's book:
Glimses of Other Realities volumes I and II
http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/sr=8-2/qid=1188577717/ref=sr_8_2/602-630225\
0-1864657?ie=UTF8&asin=0962057053

DVD lecture by Linda Moulton Howe and the
Titled UFO Crash Retrievals and the US Government Policy of Denial
This is one of the best done titles I've yet seen on "proof"-
strictly a lecture, with an interview with a mlitary person who viewed
the the original Roswell documents and photos.
http://www.alienzoostore.com/servlet/the-419/Linda-Moulton-Howe-Presents/Detail


I am a personal friend of Stan Romanek, and have seen with my own eyes
the marks and glowing substances under his skin after his abductions,
as well as having seen the multiple videos he has shot, for which
there is no earthly explanation whatsoever, and for which there are
dozens of other witnesses, many whom I know personally.

But that is for later...

This newsletter is about much more than just simple UFO sitings--
and we will be getting around to all of that in due time

Thanks for being a member

If you have something EXTRAORDINARY to share, I will review and pass
along something which I feel meets very high standards.
Thanks
Neil Slade

PS
I am currently working on a new book on the topic of this newsletter
please stay tuned-- till then my main site on Advance Brain Function:
http://www.BrainRadar.com

I watched an exceptional presentation at MUFON last night-
this is an organization in my city (Denver) that has also invited
me to speak.

In the next day I will furnish links for members that will share the
information I am speaking of, which is solid, and real, evidence of
an alien presence.

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Neil Slade

Since reviewing the U.S. Army National Ground Intelligence Center's
report on zero point energy research, Captain Todd Hathaway chose to
conduct an independent investigation of advanced energy technologies
that do not fall into conventional alternative energy fields of
research and development. This independent investigation culminated
in an event held in Bethesda, Maryland on August 20, 2007, hosted by
New Energy Congress member Nora Maccoby. Results of CPT Hathaway's
independent investigation have been made available online at
http://www.green- salon.com/ presentations. htm Based on the interviews
and presentations over the past month, it is clear that advanced
energy technologies commonly identified as zero point energy
technologies are not only real but are being brought to full scale
production in real time.

The difficulties to bring advanced energy technologies to the public
have compromised our nation's ability to liberate itself from our
collective dependency on foreign fossil fuels. All hydrocarbon- based
energy production devices are obsolete, including hybrid cars, since
they have conventional battery banks and high replacement cost. Even
the hydrogen cars using the new fuel cell technology fall into the
same category, as hydrogen production only shifts the problem around
but does not solve the real problem of our dependency on oil --
imported oil to be more precise. Advanced alternative energy
technologies have many advantages over fossil fuels and conventional
alternative energy technologies. The volume of fossil fuels imported
to the United States could be drastically reduced to a level that
would eliminate the need for global hegemony in order to protect our
energy and material demands by shifting a small fraction of either
private or government research and development funding to advanced
energy technologies. The economics of advanced alternative energy
systems are considerably less expensive then the present multi-
trillion dollar fossil fuel based energy and transportation
infrastructures. These newly developed advanced alternative energy
technologies preserve the integrity of the planet's ecosystem at the
same time.

If the advanced alternative energy technologies mentioned in the
presentations provided via the link above were adopted worldwide, the
impetus for oil wars could be eliminated within the next five years.
Every person on the planet could have access to an unlimited supply
of electrical energy and the means of producing clean water. All
nations could fully embrace the Kyoto Protocols, as these advanced
energy technologies minimize environmental pollution. Cost savings
is also an attractive feature of these technologies when you consider
the total cost of our nation's dependency on fossil fuels. In
effect, we could change the world as we know it by 2012, as energy
scarcity would become a thing of the past. The hurdles are many and
the technical solutions are by no means simple; however, current
research findings have shown that they are all solvable given
sufficient time and research funding.

Follow-on events are scheduled in Washington D.C. as early as this
fall, similar to events listed online at www.green-salon. com, to
include National Press Club briefings and meetings with members of
Congress. Next August, the 14th International Conference on
Condensed Matter Nuclear Science will also be held in Washington
D.C., hosted by Dr. David Nagel and sponsored by the International
Society for Condensed Matter Nuclear Science (www.iscmns. org).

Mankind can no longer afford the luxury of maintaining the status quo
in the realm of energy consumption. It is time for massive change on
a global scale; and supporting advanced energy technology research
and development is our last and best hope to avoid a cataclysmic
transition to world peace by overcoming energy scarcity scenarios.
Failure to do so will inevitably result in regional and world wars
within the next five years.

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