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Monday 10 June 2013

The Pages 2

The Glass Chronicles




It wasn’t long before the questions started to develop ever so slightly. Here (chapter one - part 2) I ask whether or not there’s such a thing as sexual gender on ‘the other side’. I’d always imagined that this would be something only relevant to the mortal plane, so if indeed there was such a thing as a non-physical plane, then how on earth could there be any need for reproduction. However, when asked, Stan says, “Male and female here”. 


Another curious feature was why no one we contacted would ever reveal their surname, or anyone else’s, come to that. Stan tells us, “Don’t have ‘em here - one community”.






























Above: You can see that I decided to make a note of some of the questions asked; this was something I soon gave up on. It was fine when the glass moved slowly, or if we repeatedly stopped allowing me to catch up with things, but eventually I figured it was not only too much work, but it also interfered with the general flow of events. 

John tells us that murderers don’t end up in hell in the way we might imagine, but that they ‘suffer’ as ‘tormented souls’. I ask if there’s such a thing as God, and the Devil? - his reply: “You don’t want much do you!”. 



Again, I couldn’t equate the idea of those in the spirit realm having a position in a ‘physical’ sense, yet John says, “Above you”, when asked about it. 

Below: One of the more amusing interactions (chapter two - part 3). Could it be that Abdul and Brian are the same person? It certainly looks as though someone’s having fun with us.






























They’d often speak about each other, sometimes in very complimentary ways, but not always, though never damning. Also, it was explained that it was difficult (or impossible) to make contact with some of those on their side, as they resided on a lower or on a higher plane.

Above: Brenda manages to briefly sneak in, possibly with the blessing of Frank. She speaks of “encroaching on Frank’s time”.      

Below: One of the most striking of contacts to have come through was Tanina. I recall an earlier conversation that prompted me to specifically ask for her return, and return she did. 
Here was a new feature - now ‘I’ was being asked questions, “Do you believe a little more now?” she asked. 
Explaining my dilemma of belief, and how, regardless of what takes place in front of me I still constantly try to explain away our Ouija experience in ‘logical’ terms, she responds ‘[I] appreciate your position’. 
She then reveals something that takes me completely by surprise, saying, “We need to believe also to enable us to speak to you”.    
I express bemusement, “Surely, that can’t be the case - aren’t you in the privileged position of being able to see us, yet we can’t see you?". 
She replies, “Take nothing for granted”, and that it is ‘only those open to the concept totally’ that we can speak with, “otherwise you would be inundated”.   

She bids us goodbye, the glass comes to a standstill, and Carol and I sit back discussing in detail what’s just taken place. I’m not sure how much time elapsed, but when we did eventually return our fingers, without a moments hesitation the glass spelled out, “Enjoyed the debate, enjoy your life. By again, Tanina”. 





























From one extreme to the other. I’m finishing with a session that has ‘spoof’ written all over it. 
Very much in the same vain as the Abdul and Brian contacts, we now have Tommy, a magician who hated his hat, and who died on stage - all quite intriguing. 

It’s easy to think you’re talking to Tommy Cooper here until you examine the details he gives. The date of his death: September 1986? it was in fact April 15th 1984. Where he lived: Woking, Surrey? The real TM actually lived in Chiswick, Middlesex. 

As is explained in a later session - some spirits, although they cannot harm, are mischievous. 

Nevertheless, his core message is worth noting: “Keep your values - [it’s a] sad life without them”.


























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