Dead Yogis in Slip-Dimensions
Recently I got a phone called from a furnace company, saying that they were to gain entry into the building on the following day. At first I was at a loss to reply, then I recalled that some months prior my phone number was given to a company while I stayed with a relative in another part of the country.
Apparently that relative required the services of the furnace company again. Since they had my phone number on the record, they called me to verify that someone would be at the building to give entry to their mechanic.
This reminded me what some calls which I had in the astral period before I became what is now the body of Michael Beloved. I used to be in the astral world but still people who were still alive physically, and people who were deceased like myself, would try to find me to get information about something or to insist that I do some physical duty.
Someone would be looking here and there for me in the astral domains, and I, for my part, would be hiding from that person in a slip dimension. Then after a time that person would become totally frustrated and would give up with sigh or would issue a curse on my name.
Some who searched for me would find me and then make a demand that I do this or that. It might be a physical act required or just a psychic act but in either case, if I was unwilling to do it, that person would be annoyed with me and think that I was a fink.
There is a saying that dead men tell no tales. If you are going to murder somebody or commit some crime for which you would be sent to prison for a long time, then it is best to do it in such way that no witness survives. You can do it where there is no one to see you or you can do it and just kill everyone who is present to witness you. Dead men cannot speak on the physical side. They cannot come to a court and give damning testimony against you.
When I got that phone call, I considered myself to be dead in reference to that other place where I was some months ago. I felt like a hollowed out log, like something missing, like a dead man who could tell no tales.
As this body gets older and older, it is best to scale down your desires, to hone down your objectives. Students are requested to dumb down their ambitions and to shift their focus to the subtle body.
Can you do it?
Are you ready to be that dead person who may have to hide because so many people will be trying to contact you to finish what they considered to be unfinished business which they feel only you can complete?
