A Thousand Dimensions ~ From Death to Life a Quantum Leap

A Thousand Dimensions ~ From Death to Life a Quantum Leap

A Thousand Dimensions

From Death to Life a Quantum Leap

Part I

The Spirit beckoned to my spirit

and encouraged me

to step outside of Time

and without wings.

I flew at lightning speed,

observing the city below me,

the evening hour

as time, now beneath me,

showed its approach 

to the quarter hour …

And observing again …

dimensions opened up to me

beyond my comprehension.



 

 



 

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 …

Three-in-One | Drei in einem

and I was corrected, not! | Und ich wurde korrigiert, nicht!





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.

Drei in einem

I found that I was not rebuked

for looking on directly

Ageless beings

Age metamorphosing constantly

before my very eyes

and always returning to how

I used to look

I heard the faintest whisper…

Here, there is no ageing.

Nor is there a fixed sexuality,

as you have clearly seen.

I recalled an old line

I’d written in 2013

in They Came in the Night

The Eternal Self-Existing One

I think now I have observed.

For the fourth time

I was indeed not corrected.

No words were spoken

But the fire from the Eyes

Alighted my heart

I knew Who I observed,

and why.

A white hot coal was placed against

my lips,

A Finger set the seal

 

 

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 …

The One! | Der Eine!

I was glad of the company

to sustain me

For otherwise,

I do not know how or

in what way

I would have coped …


Yes, that is correct ~ T
he Company!







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
All Rights Reserved

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

A lifetime on,

Many decades shorn,

I gaze in awe

I am nineteen

I am again as I used to be

My quadruple self has now stepped back

I am fifteen

The man I will be at nineteen

is still in the making

At twenty I think I see the way forward

My Quadruple Self

has gone the four quarters

My Blueprint proved true

You see me now at twenty seven.

I lived life’s span

and now I am returned.

Yes, it really is

an extraordinary thing

to stand upon the roof the world.

Selah

8 September 2023

All Rights Reserved

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.