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===TR: [[George Barnard]]===
 
===TR: [[George Barnard]]===
 
==Session==
 
==Session==
===Lesson===
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===Part 1===
 
The Scribe: “It’s [[good]] to be here once again and it is rewarding for Me to see how many of your ([[celestial]]) [[friends]] are surrounding you at this time. I have needed [[information]] to pass on, a [[comparison]] to strike and, perhaps, a question to answer, so let us begin. Let yourself drift now. Go deeper and deeper and empty your [[mind]] of all extraneous [[thoughts]] and let those who surround you assist you in this endeavor.
 
The Scribe: “It’s [[good]] to be here once again and it is rewarding for Me to see how many of your ([[celestial]]) [[friends]] are surrounding you at this time. I have needed [[information]] to pass on, a [[comparison]] to strike and, perhaps, a question to answer, so let us begin. Let yourself drift now. Go deeper and deeper and empty your [[mind]] of all extraneous [[thoughts]] and let those who surround you assist you in this endeavor.
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“Well, my student, this is nothing new to you. You were quite aware of all this, but you were slow in [[formulating]] how dreadfully important can be the collective positive [[karma]] of insuring that your world progresses, how vital it is that all contribute to a steady global development by the monitoring of those placed in charge and how one loses out by ignoring one’s right to [[vote]] and having a vital awareness of the changing [[status quo]]. All this is but [[common sense]], no, not [[revelation]]. More of this later. I Am the Damascus Scribe.”  
 
“Well, my student, this is nothing new to you. You were quite aware of all this, but you were slow in [[formulating]] how dreadfully important can be the collective positive [[karma]] of insuring that your world progresses, how vital it is that all contribute to a steady global development by the monitoring of those placed in charge and how one loses out by ignoring one’s right to [[vote]] and having a vital awareness of the changing [[status quo]]. All this is but [[common sense]], no, not [[revelation]]. More of this later. I Am the Damascus Scribe.”  
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===Part 2===
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*December 6, 2017
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The Scribe: “We are all back here, I see. My greetings to you all. Your text (the [[Urantia Papers]]), notes that you will have additional [[senses]] once you arrive on the [[Mansion Worlds]] and perhaps more senses thereafter still, beyond Mansonia. Your text reports that once you are ‘shipped off’ to [[Paradise]] and should you there meet [[One Without Name, Without Number]], you will instantly know all about Him or Her. This is indicative of your having been gifted untold new paradise [[senses]]. What these senses are is hardly very clear to you now, but they included psychic mindal exchanges.
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“Meanwhile, whilst you might be chomping at the bit to get off [[this planet]], you must be quite content with the very same [[senses]] as are all your worldly brothers and sisters, right?
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“Wrong! Your many years of solving quite [[difficult]] cases for many a troubled patient with the help of [[midwayers]], and likewise for many near-bankrupt business owners, did award you with [[visions]] of faraway places, as well as loud instructions from your Celestial Co-workers. However, like many others who [[doubt]] they can see what we show you, you doubted for years that you could adequately hear the ‘soft-spoken’ Teachers’ lessons. And it is one of your recent visions that will give you an inkling of an additional capacity, a [[talent]], long ago awarded to you.
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“You are making lots of quick trips halfway around the world to slow down the dark practitioners that are giving other members of 11:11 Progress a [[difficult]] time. Each time there were six practitioners, but 8 chairs for them to sit on — 2 empty chairs. Then, suddenly, there are 2 ‘[[devils]]’ sitting on the empty chairs, some 7’6” tall and grey in color. But you know that these 2 [[thought-forms]] of the six dark witches no longer exist, if ever they did and so they are now white skeletons, every time, every visit . . . they’re frozen and can’t move an inch.
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“You corrected others’ thought-forms. Each time the six practitioners will now ask for their ‘devils’ to assist them their [[minds]] will glimpse their white skeletons.
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“What I’m telling you here is that you earned and were given the [[ability]] to both project to another’s mind and [[discern]] from another’s mind accurate details of [[memories]] of places, faces and projects with some limits, certainly, but by sometimes altering their thought-forms.
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“This ‘[[war]] of the minds’ won’t quickly be everyone’s ability on the [[Mansion Worlds]] but here it is presently noted as true [[revelation]]. Yes, right now, for it was known to be needed.
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“I Am the Damascus Scribe. Fare ye well.”
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===Receiver’s Note===
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Many years ago I moved a huge pot plant into my Akashic Workshop. I left it standing near the door. I would later find the right place for it. Then I forgot about it. As it was, I did not return to my workshop for many months, but when I finally did, I asked the Midwayer there why he had left the big pot plant in so awkward a place. ‘You did!’ he answered. Indeed, I now remembered that huge pot plant ‘thought-form’ just as it was, surprisingly, never watered, still fresh and green.
    
[[Category: The Teaching Mission: Dialogues]]
 
[[Category: The Teaching Mission: Dialogues]]

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