Epilogue to Frank’s works Frank is not the only spiritual leader that has been granted the author. Recently, an Angelic Voice described the Mission here for one who queried. She said to take action and be The Word, not just speak it or write it. From here, the author will also heed Frank’s words in unison with the Angelic Voice that came through a person recently and will finish out the book as Works to accompany Faith. This morning, he has already run and committed the body to calisthenics, strength building, and more. In the dark, where eagles dare, he has met both Angel and Demon just this day. And the day is yet young at 0627 hours. Time, like the Time Entity, and like “Father Time,” as we have spoken of it here in the United States, does speak across dimension but if we but can “listen” …and has no need to wait for any one. But, we would scurry along or mope its passing in the third dimension for lack of a better understanding. For this now, there is work to do, indeed, as Brother Frank has mentioned. And, thus, again we step off together, one foot replacing the other in lead, neither to know the cold lonely spot of the forward edge for long by itself. Thus, the number 2 finds a place among and alongside primes like 3, 5, and 7. Onward, and Upward! What is Freedom? Is Freedom a place to seek? A Good Orderly Direction (G.O.D.), as is spoken in “The Rooms” of Twelve Step Recovery processes, and occurring everywhere at all times of day and night? Or, is it a realm to find and to live within? Once more…the author is learning on this path along with the reader and thus the inquisitive forma and tone. At once, he knows the answer and yet knows nothing. Let us proceed. Can the inquiry find resolute answers within mathematics, indeed perhaps, within the sacred geometry? There has been so many truths so closely found there that it must be worth the look. Indeed, there is asymptotic freedom within particle physics, degrees of freedom within statistics, and systolic freedom within mathematics. There is Freedom atop the U.S. Capitol Dome which stands 6 meters and weighs around 15,000 pounds. Her sword of allegory is sheathed. Her blanket is Native American. She faces East where the Sun rises each day. She wears an eagle and a crest of feathers and stands atop the words, ”E Pluribus Unum,” so inscribed below her feet. She is protected from lighting by platinum. She bears the semblance of “Columbia” or so many ascribe. Where Fasces adorn her, there may be light cast to our view as well. For in all things, codes preside. The bundle of wooden rods symbolizes magisterial power through unity. But within each body of the human there is also Fascia. This has often been discarded by our previous science and medicine in the west, and indeed, by those who prepare breast of chicken for the barbecue as well. They peel back this odd white lining within the body beneath the skin to reveal the meat and discard it as has western medical science for so long. Today, it is found e’en here in the West that the Fascia is actually permitting the electromagnetic flow of the body’s emotional current to flow alongside the Vagus nerve and its tributaries. Seeming miracles that had to be discarded by western science can now be explained by way of hardened Fascia which mitigates the body’s natural flow of healing, and then their release to hydration and energy flow again. The allegory within this paragraph is plain and yet the author bids the reader to join in the further inquiry thereof. Once again, he bids thee and he alike, “to look from the tide pool to the cosmos” as per John Steinbeck, whom the author has indeed been named after to some extent. This understanding only opens more mystery and to go alongside that let this parable of sorts preside, if the reader will: Neither Tesla nor Edison nor 21st century expert truly understood and/or understands electricity, much less this mystery. There is, as Brother Frank testifies, work to do. In joy, let the Fellowship herein proceed. The collaborative phenomenological and experiential journey continues, existential, grounded, and ever provocative… the reader and writer are joined as teacher-learners. This is also Love, or Appreciation, if to coin a perhaps less self consciousness-raising word. In all things, it is possible to seek to Honor our Parents…and this is no less true in learning than in anything the author has e’er found, as of yet. Captains Kirk and Piccard, and all, steady as she goes into the frontier (Roddenberry, XXX).
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