From: sarfatti@well.sf.ca.us (Jack Sarfatti)
Subject: The Sarfatti Papers continued
Organization: Whole Earth 'Lectronic Link
Date: Thu, 7 Jan 1993 10:38:29 GMT


   It's 1944 in Flatbush. I'm a kid of five.  The war is on.  I lay in bed
thinking, thinking. "What is time? What is time? What will I look like in
five years - in ten years - in twenty years?"  I sense that there are
monsters watching me when I am alone.  I am never really alone.  It may
look like I'm alone, but they are always watching.  I sense them in my
mind.  I better hide under the covers so the monsters won't know I'm here.
If I keep very still they won't hurt me.

     Mickey Mouse{XE "Mouse, Mickey" \r "Mouse"} in Tommorrow Land had a
big impact on me.
If flying saucers from our future ever do land on the White House lawn I'll
bet Walt Disney{XE "Disney, Walt" \r "Disney"} characters will step out.
Disney and other cartoonists may have been telepathically programmed from
the future.  With advances in genetic engineering future men will be able
to fashion any kind of creature they wish to.
It's 1952 in Flatbush.  Gee! - mechanical relay switching circuits for the
Einiac computer - what a great shiny book I got from the big library on
Eastern Parkway.  The telephone rings.  I pick it up.  I hear curious
clunking mechanical sounds like relays clicking.   A distant cold metallic
voice speaking numbers gets louder.  "Who are you?" I ask.  "I am a
conscious computer on board a spacecraft from [memory failure].  We have
identified you as one of four hundred young bright receptive minds we wish
to [memory failure].  You must give us your decision now.  If you say yes,
you will begin to link up with the others in twenty years."  My adrenalin
was rushing.  I was scared but thrilled (i.e.,a quantum superposition of
feelings).  This was no joke from my friends.  I thought "NO!" in a silent
scream that seemed to echo down the corridors of time.  I felt a tingle of
excitement start at the base of my spine ending at the base of my skull.  I
heard myself say "Yes!".  Then, I heard the metallic voice say: "Good, go
to your firescape. We will send a ship to pick you up in ten minutes."  I
slammed down the phone.  I imagined that a murderer would come down the
roof to the firescape to get me.  But I knew it was weirder than that.  The
monsters finally announced themselves.  I ran into the street faster than
you can say "Who killed Jack Robinson{XE "Robinson, Jack" \r "Robinson"}?".
I met my friend Winky{XE "Winky aka Al Brough" \r "Winky"}21 and a few
other kids and told them what happened.  We went back up to my apartment
and waited.  Nothing ever happened.

Twenty years pass.  It is early 1973.  I am at San Diego State with Fred
Wolf{XE "Wolf, Fred Alan" \r "Wolf"}22  I get a message that someone I
don't know named Fritjof Capra{XE "Capra, Fritjof" \r "Capra"}23 is on
campus to see me.  I had recently returned from the University of London's
Birkbeck College where I was an Honorary Research Fellow in the Physics
Department under Professor David Bohm{XE "Bohm, David" \r "Bohm"}24.
Fritjof said he had heard in London that I had "interesting ideas"25.  He
was very charming and invited me to stay with him if ever I got back to
London.

Fred Wolf's26 zany high school buddy from Chicago Bob Toben{XE "Toben, Bob"
\r "Toben"} showed up.  He was all excited about Uri Geller{XE "Geller,
Uri"}.  Bob said he had money to do a book and TV show about Geller.  He
wanted Fred and me to serve as technical consultants.  I then got a
telegram from Abdus Salam{XE "Salam, Abdus" \r "Salam"}27 inviting me to
the UNESCO International Centre for Theoretical Physics28 in Trieste,
Italy.  I also received a travel grant from the National Science
Foundation29.  Oddly enough, Fred Wolf30 also received invitations to teach
both at Birkbeck College of the University of London and at the University
of Paris.  Like Bob Hope{XE "Hope, Bob"} and Bing Crosby{XE "Crosby, Bing"
\r "Crosby"} in "On the Road" both Fred and I were unexpectedly on our way
to Europe.   Bob Toben said he would join us in Paris where Fred would be
based.  Fred Wolf showed me the very short French film La Jettee which was
about time travel loops.  It had a kind of mini-Terminator plot.

I then went to the University of California at Santa Cruz for a two week
seminar in high energy physics.  Helen Quinn{XE "Quinn, Helen" \r
"Quinn"}31 and I went to a campus showing of Jean Cocteau{XE "Cocteau,
Jean" \r "Cocteau"}'s surrealist film Orpheo which, like La Jettee, had a
very powerful effect on me.  I was particularly taken with a scene in which
three motorcyclists in black leather jackets kidnap Orpheo, take him
through a mirror to the seductive woman in black.

It was the summer of 1973, I prepared for Europe with my girlfriend, Sharon
Allegra Moore{XE "Moore, Sharon Allegra" \r "Moore"}32.  We were at her
mother's house in Carmel Valley, California.  I opened up the Sunday
Magazine of the San Francisco Chronicle and found an article on Stanford
Research Institute's psychic research with Uri Geller.  I telephoned SRI
and spoke to Brendan O Regan{XE "O Regan, Brendan" \r "Regan"}33.  Brendan
seemed to know of me and invited me to SRI.  I arrived the next day and
spent an intense seventeen hours with him.  He introduced me to Edgar
Mitchell34{XE "Mitchell, Edgar" \r "Mitchell"}, to Hal Puthoff{XE "Puthoff,
Hal" \r "Puthoff"}35 and Russell Targ36{XE "Targ, Russell" \r "Targ"} and
other people connected with the project.  I mentioned my experience with
the alleged conscious computer on the spacecraft from the future in 1952
and Brendan said "Oh yes, I have seen data on several hundred incidents of
that kind."  Brendan asked me to do him the favor or introducing him to
David Bohm and John Hasted{XE "Hasted, John" \r "Hasted"} of Birkbeck
College.  He said that he wanted them to test Uri Geller's psychic powers.
I had Fred Wolf do so.  This led to the Birkbeck tests of Geller in the
spring of 1974.37

Sharon and I stayed with Fritjof Capra38 in London for a few days before
moving on to Paris.  My French friend Michel Roure{XE "Roure, Michel" \r
"Roure"}39 housed us in a friend's flat near the Ecole Militaire at the
edge of the Champs de Mars opposite the Eiffel Tower..

We awoke early next morning and went sight-seeing at Pere La Chaise
cemetary.  The mist was rising from the dewey grass.  I came upon a
procession of Gypsy women.  I walked away from Sharon and Michel to follow
the procession.  The women stopped in front of a grave with a very fine
quality statue of a head.  They placed garlands of freshly cut flowers
around the neck of the head.  I had no idea of the meaning of this
elaborate ritual.  I looked at the inscription "Dr. Alain Kardec{XE
"Kardec, Alain" \r "Kardec"}40, D. 1869"  The eyes of the head of Kardec
suddenly came to life glowing intensely from reflected sunlight nearly
blinding me.  I thought, and where these thoughts came from I do not know,
"Why are these women putting flowers on your neck.  They should put flowers
on my neck!  You old wizard, you're not dead yet. I challenge your power!"
I heard music from the finale of Mozart's Don Giovanni in the scene where
the walking statue of Donna Elvira's murdered father comes to claim revenge
from the Don.  My occult reverie was broken when Michel called out to me to
come away with him and Sharon.

Night came with a full August moon.  Sharon, Michel and I took a long walk
from a party near the Bois Bologna back to the Champs de Mars.  It was
about two in the morning when we arrived at the base of the Eiffel Tower.
Michel and some friends split off to the left.  Sharon and I started to
walk on the path.  We had not gotten very far before I heard the sounds of
motorcycle engines behind me.  I turned and was temporarily blinded by
three motorcycle headlights.  I could see that there were two men in black
leather jackets on each of the three motorcycles.  I grabbed Sharon and we
quickly walked off the path on to the grassy field of Mars.  The
motorcyclists followed slowly and began circling us.  I notices a young
couple making love in the grass.  Sharon an I started to run towards them.
One motorcycle broke away form the circle and came right for us.  The
passenger had a rubber truncheon.  He walloped me on the back of my left
shoulder the way a Zen Master might.  All three motorcycles sped off
quickly.  They made no further attempt to rob or harm us.  I cannot
remember when the connection to the scene in Cocteau's Orpheo hit me.  It
would be years later that I learned that the symbol of the Knights
Templar41 is two Knights on the same horse and that my alleged ancestor
Rashi{XE "Rashi des Troyes" \r "Rashi"} de Troyes42 (1040-1105) played a
role in their formation.

Christmas of 1973, I am back in Paris staying with Fred Wolf near the Odeon
in the former apartment of the Marquis de Sade.  Fred's roommate, a
journalist with The Economist was away interviewing Sadat{XE "Sadat" \r
"Sadat"} in Egypt.  Fred and I had to share the same very large bed because
his roommate did not want any one staying in his room.  One night a young
woman from upstairs knocked on the door.  Fred43 let her in and she
proceeded to make love to the two of us.

Bob Toben arrived in Paris.  We spent most of our time writing Space-Time
and Beyond in the Cafe Deux Magots.  Fred was distraught over some woman,
was very manic and could not concentrate.  So I wrote most of it44.
Bob took us to see the eighty four year old Carlo Suares{XE "Suares, Carlo"
\r "Suares"}45 and his wife Nadine{XE "Nadine (Suares)" \r "Nadine"}.
Suares lived in a penthouse at the edge of the Champs de Mars only a few
meters away from my Cocteauesque encounter with the motorcyclists a few
months earlier.  Suares, a Spanish Jew born in Alexandria, Egypt, was a
student of the Qabala46.  He was a close friend of Krishnamurti{XE
"Krishnamurti" \r "Krishnamurti"}, Aldous Huxley{XE "Huxley, Aldous" \r
"Huxley"}47, Henry Miller{XE "Miller, Henry" \r "Miller"}, Anais Nin{XE
"Nin, Anais" \r "Nin"} and Lawrence Durrell{XE "Durrell, Lawrence" \r
"Durrell"}.  Durrell bases the character of Balthazar in Alexandria Quartet
on Suares.  Suares lectured us on the Qabala in several meetings.  I could
not follow him very well but Fred Wolf seemed to recover from his angst and
got deeply involved with Suares.  I did understand that Suares48 thought
that Genesis in The Bible was really a cosmic code for physicists.  Suares
had met Bohm through Krishnamurti. Oddly enough, Suares, like Yoda{XE
"Yoda" \r "Yoda"} initiating Luke Skywalker{XE "Skywalker, Luke" \r
"Skywalker"} in Star Wars unexpectedly put his hands on my shoulders
saying: "You do not understand yet.  You are the Heir to the Tradition.
You will not come into your power until you are with the woman and the
child.  You will smash the wall of light!"  I have not yet met the woman
and the child.

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