**It’s Time.**

*Solving “The Equation.”*

It was as I was working on *Bind*, Book 9 in the series that *The Dude *appeared at my desk and *demanded* I solve the equation.

*An equation shown to me during the NDE.*

Oh, yeah, sure.

I’d been trying, off and on, for the previous 3 plus decades.

*I’d consulted with math and physics teachers and college professors, including one of my ME professors, along with a number of tech weenies. *

They all understood the symbols and pieces but none could figure out the whole of it*.***

*Aka: What did it mean?*

To give a bit of context it is important to explain that as a clairvoyant I am able to “see” what is projected to me – both inside and outside my mind’s eye.

*What Jose Silva calls the Mental Screen.*

This was outside.

He *rolled* a blackboard over, *handed* *me* a piece of chalk, then demanded I solve the equation.

**Now!**

He was beyond impatient at this point and was in fact downright irritated with me.

I hadn’t worked on the equation in years so my first step was to scratch a few things down on a sticky note then run over to Aaron’s office.

*As I’ve written, the EE I’m married to is a math genius.*

I said “This is calc, right?”

*It’d been years and the symbols were a mix of math and science. I wanted to be certain.*

“Yes, that’s the function symbol…”

Snatching up the sticky note I high-tailed it back to the desk and said – as I blew out my breath – “Okay.”

I began working from left to right to which *The Dude* snapped “No! Start again!”

*This went on a number of times and a number of times he snapped at me to start over.*

It was evident he was irritated with me but I wasn’t going to take it lying down. I snapped, “Look, this is how I learned to solve equations…”

**Can I Be of Assistance?**

Next thing I know another guy shows up.

*Standing to the right of The Dude who was still frowning at me, the* *newcomer was wearing a jumpsuit.*

He smiled at me and asked if it was okay if he helped.

I told him no, I needed to do it myself but thanks anyway.

*I got the impression that while The Dude wasn’t going to say no outright he would be even more irritated with me if I took that other guy up on his offer.*

I sent a look of irritation to *The Dude* and asked – impatiently – what it was I was doing wrong.

His answer?

“*Look at the equation in its entirety.*“

**Was he nuts?**

It wasn’t that it was long so much as that I wasn’t used to working it from that angle which, now that I think on it, may be why it took me so long to figure it out.

My eyes zeroed in on the Delta symbol.

*Change*.

It appeared in two places in the equation.

*Which was a function.*

I then – as Steve Jobs would say – *zoomed out* and took in the equation in its entirety.

*I began solving sections, uncaring of where they appeared in the equation.*

I’d just finished understanding the first 2/3rds when the numbers and symbols lifted off the board and began transforming.

*Numbers and symbols became words which became images which began to animate.*

I was suddenly watching a movie.

*It was similar to the The Mummy Returns when the son, who has put on the bracelets, has visions of places appear.*

I was on a street in ancient Egypt.

*A Merchant’s Street.*

I was not alone.

*The Dude* was at my side waiting for me to absorb the lesson.

*Just like in Spirit School, which is the inspiration for the Illusionary Plane in the Metatron’s Army series.*

My attention was drawn to a sign above the door of one of the shops.

*There was an image of an oil lamp and lamp oil.*

I was asked if I understood.

*The Dude asked me.*

I did.

*Immediately*.

I was asked to explain.

*Actually, it was a demand.*

I responded, “This is a time in history when only certain members of the populace were literate. The image of a lamp and oil let them know the merchant sells lamps, oils, and other supplies that go with it.”

At that point – as reward for understanding the lesson – I was **shown**** math** is

*the language of the universe*but because humans do not speak that language it was necessary to give them a

*language of symbols and words.*

*He took the time to explaine why this was but it’s beyond the scope of this work.*

I was then advised *imagery* is *the translation key between man and the universe.*

*If we want to talk with the universe we need only hold an image in our minds.*

I have since learned that images travel faster than words and words put to music – song – travel faster than words spoken.

*My guess? The universe got a translator who understood words, though the time to travel slows down communication.*

*Songs are a workaround.*

**Note:** I have been conflicted over sharing this equation for the simple fact there may be questions about it I cannot answer.

*In fact I’ve been conflicted about how to post anything about the enigmatic being who has been a part of my life for decades for the same reason.*

I decided I would share bits and pieces without drawing conclusions for others.

**That is for readers to do for themselves.**

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