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THE PEPPERMAN AND A UNIVERSAL ENERGY

I OPENED A DOOR TO A UNIVERSAL ENERGY. IT SEEMED TO BE EVERYWHERE. AND...IN MOST EVERYTHING. I HAVE TO SAY IT WAS A LITTLE CHAOTIC. TRAVELING FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF LIGHT. OR SHOULD I SAY LIGHTNING. BOUNCING, JUMPING, LEAPING PASSING, OVER, UNDER AND THROUGH. IT WAS BEING BUT NOT BEING CONDUCTED. LIKE A SYMPHONY BUT OUT OF CONTROL. IT WAS AS IF... IT WERE SEARCHING FOR CONNECTIVITY. IN THE PROCESS COLLIDING AND TEMPORARILY FORMING LAYERS, SHEETS, AND SPHERES. LIKE A FINALLY OF FIREWORKS, AT BLINDING SPEED. WHEN IT STRUCK THE SURFACE IT CREATED YELLOW REDS AND BLUES. WHICH SEEMED TO COLLIDE WITH ONE ANOTHER CREATING THOUSANDS IF NOT MILLIONS OF SHADES OF ORANGE, PURPLE AND GREENS. I STOOD IN AWE OF MY SURROUNDING. OBVIOUSLY FASCINATED BY THE BOMBARDMENT OF MICRO BOLTS OF LIGHTNING, I TOO WAS RECEIVING. I COULD FEEL IT TRAVEL IN AND OUT AND THROUGH ME. I LOOKED AT MY HANDS. I COULD SEE THE ESCAPE OF ENERGY. I POINTED MY FINGER AND WITNESSED A CONCENTRATION OF ENERGY. IN THE FORM OF A BOLT OF LIGHTNING. I THOUGHT ABOUT IT FOR A MOMENT. I HAD TO ASK MYSELF THAT ALL IMPORTANT QUESTION. WHAT'S REALLY GOING ON? LIFE IS GREAT FANTASTIC INCREDIBLE AND AT TIMES... UNBELIEVABLE. I LOOKED AT BOTH MY HANDS PALMS UP AND BROUGHT THEM TOGETHER AND CREATED A SPHERE. I SLOWLY SEPARATED THEM. CREATING A LARGER SPHERE. MY ARMS WERE EXTENDED OUT TO MY SIDES AND MY PALMS FACING UPWARD. I WAS NOW INSIDE THE SPHERE. I FELT SO ENLIGHTENED. SO....RELAXED AND AMAZED. I SLOWLY BROUGHT MY HANDS OUT FRONT OF ME TOWARDS ONE ANOTHER AND CONNECTED MY FINGERTIPS AND THUMBS TOGETHER. NO LONGER WAS THE ENERGY OUT OF CONTROL. WAS I THE CONDUCTOR? I AM THE CONDUCTOR. I WAS IN CONTROL OF THE ENERGY. THERE IT WAS, IN FRONT OF ME. I HAD MY HANDS AROUND IT. NO LONGER CHAOTIC. A UNIVERSE OF ENERGY, IN THE PALM OF MY HAND. HARMONY OUT OF CHAOS. TRANQUILITY OUT OF NOISE. IF GOLD AND SILVER ARE THE BEST CONDUCTORS FOR THE UNIVERSAL ENERGY OF LIGHTNING. WAS I GOLD OR SILVER? OR SILVER.... ENTERING.... THE GOLDEN AGE? Michael E. Harris 02192021

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