Make ready.
Think of the invisible.
What is going on in the not known, not felt, not sensed spaces?
Something is going on.
Something is going on there, yes.
Here somethin's wron-- must somehow gone totally off rails, tellya
Count on nothing.
Count on nobody.
Hey, not so content! Do you care at all?
Shut up, past master.
Angels are hurrying busily along the corridors of the big universal corporation.
Every single of them happy, immortal and clear like crystal.
What are they carrying in their folders?
What's going on in their heads?
Why do we think about them?
And why would they care about us?
Sitting here, as we are, completely dead.
Imagine an empty book.
They are rare.
Seek for one precious copy under the name of "notebook" and you will find.
Imagine something to write with, an ink pen? definitely some dear black&gold solemn tool, no everyday stuff.
What traces would you leave on those virgin pages? (Some people answer this one at once.)
Nothing? Come on, let's say you have nothing else to do. Let's say it's an empty guestbook, left somewhere. Many people scratch in such usually.
The book will be ashes tommorow anyway.
Or be thrown into water. (This is to take shyness away from some people.) Now write!
No? Then write to some person, this will make it. "We hope you will find this letterbook useful and amusing. Such&such."
Look at what you have just written. Do you like it? (Most people, over 53% of them, recent research has proved, don't.) No problem, imagine new empty book and start over.
Then—and now for something that is no joke—take the book to the magician.
Say this is me this is my life this is my book. What to do with it?
If you can hear what the magician's saying you are master.
If you can do it...
On the level concerned, not on the next. (This is to take disappointment away from some people.)
Is the magician saying: "Wait, is there something we don't understand..."?
Probably. In fact, this has been the case with over 83% of female population and 98% of males in the last 1500 years; in which period magicians alone could baste and clobber nations of Europe, including maald-boarded islands and uxorial shores of Northern Atlantic. Ah, space and climate and government and intravexinoxious agreement of the nations of Asia! Such was the general sentiment communicated in the higher book of fate of de Charlemagne—not so much in Italy—and excellent English governments. It would had devastated the plains of Spain, Franks, and trade, were not the Visigoths in position to plant there the constitution enabling life spirit and spirit man of the late Roman enterpreneur descendants. And demesne, demesne, never forget demesne! Thus we are gradually led to see that the same laws govern manifestations everywhere.