Saturday, March 28, 2009
I visited with Jacobus Swart yesterday. Man what an experience. First he put me in his chair of vibrational, musical wonder. That has got to be the coolest chair ever. Then he did an exercise with me to test my psychic energy. I am glad to say that all the years of solitary practice have paid off. He discovered what he suspected he would discover. I built up an incredible amount of psychic energy within me. Glad I haven’t been wasting my time. The most interest part for me was playing with the energy ball between my hands. I have never been able to actually feel the ball, but the preparatory work before getting to that point seems to have helped build it up to the point where I can tangibly feel the energy between my hands and play with it, shift it, move it, mould it. I repeated the exercise tonight and it was the same intensity, maybe even more. Changing the polarity of the energy to pull my hands in or push them apart, and then to hold the ball between them and feel it thob with power, it’s marvelous.
I also started reading Jacobus’ book this morning, The Book of Creation. After years of reading about Kabbalah and the Tree of Life, I finally feel like I am learning it. His writing style is conversational and Jacobus is an excellent conversationalist, full of life and expression, joy, happiness, down to earth, and even glee about life. His explanation of Kabbalah and its actual history (I say actual because he goes back to its roots and major influences) is really not boring like all the other texts that you have to drag yourself through and then repeat as you realize you haven’t been concentrating for the past 15 mintues.
All in all, I feel like I have learned more in the past two days than in a very long time. Oh, I also seem to have gone through a purge 24 hours after we did our exercise together. I started crapping this afternoon and didn’t stop until this evening. I am now completely crapless, and my anus is no longer uptight. “Relax your arsehole,” I can hear Jacobus saying. It’s actually quite strange how our Society clenches their arseholes, almost like we are trying to make sure we don’t let something loose. A fart could be likened to a great secret, and we can never let one rip in public, so we clench our arseholes to make sure we don’t let out our secrets. It’s all bull, start a farting campaign today.