A Thousand Dimensions ~ From Death to Life a Quantum Leap
A Thousand Dimensions
From Death to Life a Quantum Leap
Part I
Ageless Beings,
I did not know them
and yet it seemed I did,
though they bore no resemblance
to the stories I had learned
from Grandma’s knee,
and then through school,
and college,
theology,
Military Chaplain’s School,
and more.
I had no doubt that I was
outside Time.
I heard a whisper …
Don’t be alarmed
You accept I AM the Creator
If I create
then I create everything
and that includes Time
Consider again that ancient line
“Times Time and Half Again …”
Thus We stand outside Time
We look on
We enter Time
We step outside again
as befits Us
Understand this basic concept
and much will immediately
fall into place
Nothing is by chance
All is deliberate
Carpentry
Engineering
Every conceivable thing
you can think of
has its origins in Us
Pure Energy … you might call it
Part II
I was challenged as I’ve never
been challenged before …
All around me evidence of that
which I had subscribed to fairy tale … myth …
And that which I had argued as pre-existing
did not exist at all
That which I had bought as truth
turned out to be fairytale … myth …
… albeit with good intention …
For men’s minds
could not at the time of writing
explain things to the people
or even to themselves
in any other way
There are many lifetimes
it seems to me,
I mused …
And I was not corrected
There are many journeys
I mused afresh.
And Again, I was not corrected
Part III
It is an extraordinary circumstance
to stand upon the roof of the world,
to look down upon the Universe
and yet, in countless dimensions,
simultaneous and co-existing
but rarely touched by the other,
seeing myriad lives,
recounting myriad memories,
memories stretching back centuries
and crossing continents.
Part IV
The Tree of Life,
I surmised …
The Tree of Knowledge,
I suggested …
Again, no correction
… And yet my mind opened up
to a display of genius
the like of which
no words can determine
no means or fashion
of recording
Part V
The brilliance of
The Dawn of Time
Played again for me
and countless others,
took my breath away
I was glad of the company
to sustain me
For otherwise,
I do not know how or
in what way
I would have coped …
I am filled with hope.
For in every terrifying spectacle,
that we call ‘history’,
played out before me and brought every calamity,
eventually, to a successful conclusion
Part VI
I swooped down from on high
My spirit soared
I was free
and still am free
Energy was my companion
Pure energy
I visited halls and libraries
I saw Architecture
the like of which we only plainly
and dully copy
But my Friend glinted …
Now you understand the saying
that in My Father’s House
are many mansions …
I would not have told you
if it were not so
That silenced me
Part VII
I returned from whence I came,
I had been shown the wonders
of science
of physics
of pure mathematics
of pure science
of quantum physics
and had seen for myself
The Quantum Leap
I cannot describe it
But one day, you will see it too!
And, like me,
your mouth will drop
in awe and wonder.
8 September 2023
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LIVERPOOL
© 2023 Kenneth Thomas Webb
First written in 2015 and revisited and left unchanged on 8 October 2019
Afterword Written on 20 May 2022
Sometimes, a line, a verse, a stanza, even a part, will spill from the pen without prompting.
From where it comes I do not know, except to say that it seems to rush forth from the deepest recesses of my mind and memory,
and yet the rushing forth,
tho’ seeming of meteoric speed,
is, nonetheless, very gentle.
An Awakening,
An Alerting,
A Prompting of the Mind to consider all things afresh.
No matter what I write,
I still regard this as the pinnacle of personal achievement.
As I think I muse, there is something extraordinary, to stand upon the roof of the world …
19 March 2023
8 September 2023
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LIVERPOOL
© 2023 Kenneth Thomas Webb
Art Work is by Kenneth Thomas Webb
Ken Webb is a writer and proofreader. His website, kennwebb.com, showcases his work as a writer, blogger and podcaster, resting on his successive careers as a police officer, progressing to a junior lawyer in succession and trusts as a Fellow of the Institute of Legal Executives, a retired officer with the Royal Air Force Volunteer Reserve, and latterly, for three years, the owner and editor of two lifestyle magazines in Liverpool.
He also just handed over a successful two year chairmanship in Gloucestershire with Cheltenham Regency Probus.
Pandemic aside, he spends his time equally between his city, Liverpool, and the county of his birth, Gloucestershire.
In this fast-paced present age, proof-reading is essential. And this skill also occasionally leads to copy-editing writers’ manuscripts for submission to publishers and also student and post graduate dissertations.