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“Ok, so let's move on. Back in the day and to some extent even today, in some parts of the world, couples are matched sexually based on the group they belong to - a dog, horse or elephant,” said the chairman.

The young were smiling and the old were blushing. What had sex got to do with money, everyone wondered? And the chairman went on to explain 'resistance' in more detail, once he had obtained assurances from his audience that they would do their best to empty themselves of their memories and their conditioning.

 

 

CHAPTER 5

Resistance Explained

In some parts of the world men and women are divided into 3 distinct groups, namely – dog, horse and elephant. In the wild, elephants don’t ride horses, and dogs are not enamored with horses or elephants. However, when it comes to human beings plenty of examples exist where such mismatches can be observed, if one cares to pay a little attention.

When the resistance of the source (man) is equal to the resistance of the load (woman) then the maximum amount of energy/power flows, and everyone is happy. When resistances match, then everything is in “harmony” or “in resonance”.

The source and the load must always be matched, as closely as possible, for maximum energy/power transfer to take place. This law of the universe is a fundamental law (Impedance/ Resistance Matching) that covers all engineering disciplines. Failure to follow this law always ends in a fiasco.

The universe offers no resistance to the flow of energy. It can transmit infinite amounts of energy, instantaneously. However, most of us have very high amounts of resistance (when it comes to embracing change and accepting new ideas and possibilities).

If you have built up a lot of resistance (primarily stored as memories, most of which are of no use) you will obstruct the flow of energy. So in this case the universe is the elephant and you are a housefly. The universe wants to and has the resources to give you so much, but you've made yourself so small. So you get a little.

Ultimately, you will be surrounded by people who have more or less the same energy/resistance levels (as yours), hence dogs are with dogs, horses with horses and elephants with elephants. 

Ultimately, the lower the resistance the better your growth prospects!

"So how do we lower our resistance?" asked a middle-aged man.

"Great question," replied the chairman.

“A human baby is born with very poor eyesight, it is almost blind. It relies more on touch and sound during the first few weeks of its life.

“Light streams in when it opens its eyes. The brain senses this, resulting in a rush of neural activity. New pathways are formed rapidly that result in good eyesight. Here’s the important point,” emphasized the chairman.

“The only thing a baby does to develop its eyesight is - open its eyes.


This act of ‘opening up’ plays a critical role in helping you lower your resistance.
The universe does the rest. The universe is just a mirror - whatever vibe you emit is reflected back to you. The
openness of your heart and mind
will break down your walls of resistance.

"Every ugly duckling has the ability to turn into a beautiful swan, if you just let go of the resistance; it'll happen sooner rather than later. So how many of you now understand the concept of resistance?” the chairman asked.

Everyone nodded a yes.

“Ok, so let’s try something out,” said the chairman.

“You can be at two places at the same time,” said the chairman, much to everyone’s astonishment. They all looked at each other not knowing what to say.

"That's bull freaking shit," said one man.

"Well, that's resistance for you right there. I'm not here to change your beliefs, but wouldn't it better if you investigated the matter further rather than dismissing it so abruptly?" asked the chairman.

“So this is for real?” asked another.

“Yes,” said the chairman.

“Nice. We could all work two jobs at once and no one would know,” said a senior gentleman. “Woooohoooooooo,” all of them screamed out loud.

“But if that’s the case, then why doesn’t everyone do it?” asked one guy, with a puzzled look on his face.

“There was a man sitting on the bank of a river who was hypnotized (plugged into the matrix) by the upside-down reflection of a tree, shimmering in the crystal clear water. He took it for reality. Someone tapped him on the shoulder and told him that the tree was right behind him and upright," said the chairman. "He turned around, saw it and then immediately turned his head back towards the reflection, happy that everything was the same once more.”

“Always remember that
the world is upside down
. Your external senses will mesmerize you until you wake up. Till then one mirage after the next will be taken for reality.”

"Is sex bad?" asked a young man.

“My grandmother used to say - don’t talk about sex at the dinner table or you’ll get a pregnant pause,” the chairman replied. “The world has moved on. No, sex is not bad. On the contrary, a lack of sexual activity results in stagnation. Energy doesn't flow, and when that happens money and success are hard to come by. However, be warned, excessive sex will destroy you," replied the chairman.

"Very interesting," remarked one woman.

"Yeah, and the old ones are as horny as the young," added a young gal, who was known for her outspokenness, much to the embarrassment of the older folk, most of whom went beet red.

"That's a good topic for a Ph.D thesis," chuckled the chairman, as he deftly maneuvered the topic in another direction. "So let's move on to the next big topic that sucks the life out of you."

 

 

CHAPTER 6

Sin, Decoded

“There is no such thing as ‘sin’," said the chairman. "The whole concept of retribution and heaven and hell is a figment of your imagination.
Sin gives birth to guilt, and guilt kills you
. It literally snuffs the life out of your being. You do something and someone says you have sinned and you will be punished.

“This guilt gets buried deep within your bosom and never lets you live freely. You expect to be punished for as long as you live because this guilty memory haunts you forever.

"It's the most heinous crime you can ever commit because you are imprisoning your spirit. Never do that and never let anyone else manipulate you with their words.

 Any surprises as to why most humans are like dodos that became extinct because they couldn’t fly?” exclaimed the chairman.

He waited for an answer. The chairman possessed the limitless patience that teachers and bosses often lack: people need plenty of time to hear a question and answer it.

“Any clue as to why most humans are like dodos that became extinct because they couldn’t fly?” the chairman repeated.

“Escuse me, shir,” said a toothless old man. “What does a dodo and flying have to do with the money you promised to talk about?”

The chairman’s poise was momentarily ruffled by the old man’s question.

After a pause, he reached down and withdrew a large-denomination bill from his pocket, which he slowly folded into a paper airplane. He tossed it gently into the air, and after a respectable flight, the green bill landed on the floor near a young gal’s feet.

“Money can fly,” said the chairman. “The dodo couldn’t.”

The crowd chuckled. The toothless man cackled that his money flew, all right, into the hands of the income tax and bill collectors.

Before all the laughter had subsided the chairman resumed, “If you don’t start living, then you’re headed for dododum.
In the Dodo world, one dumb Dodo told the rest that flying was a sin, and anyone who flew would be cursed to a life of hell once they died
.

“Well, when the hunters came the birds were rooted to the ground, not because they couldn’t fly, but because of the guilt that imprisoned them, because some idiot dodo proclaimed that flying was sinful,” said the chairman.

“That's a good one,” said one gal, giggling.

"Human dodos abound, the world is full of them, and to make things worse - they love to hear the sound of their own voice. So their mouths are open 24/7," said the chairman.

Between giggles, the young girl glanced at the paper airplane on the floor.

“Can you give us an example of imaginary sin?” a young man asked earnestly, and wondered if someone was going to pick up the bill.

“If you don’t fast during certain times of the year you are labelled a sinner," said the chairman.

"There's nothing right or wrong about fasting. If it suits your spiritual path then embrace it by all means. But coercing, castigating or intimidating someone to do something they cannot 'relate to' nor are 'comfortable with' causes a lot of harm to both parties," said the chairman.

"Yes, in the heat of the moment when you lose your sanity because of a lack of awareness and force yourself upon someone you become a sinner.

"Sinning is the absence of goodness or in other words you become evil because evil is the absence of goodness.

"It's so deceptively simple. When
'goodness' leaves you
, however fleetingly, at that moment in time you become a sinner," said the chairman.    

“Are non-vegetarians sinners?” asked an elderly lady, with a worried look on her face.

“That’s a good question,” said one girl.

“Hmm… ok here goes,” said the chairman.

“Billions of vegetarians spew billions of negative thoughts on a daily basis and a few even harbor thoughts of killing, looting and plundering on a global scale (if their interests are harmed),” said the chairman.

“In many cases, vegetarians wholeheartedly endorse murderous decisions. In this way both vegetarians and non-vegetarians kill hundreds, maybe thousands in conflicts, skirmishes and wars that take place on a daily basis,” said the chairman.

“So both are on the same level, slightly above that of animals. Animals walk around naked, you have clothes on -
internally both are looking to survive not thrive.
You think that turning into a vegetarian makes you ‘spiritual’ automatically. How smoothly you delude yourself!”

“Lottsa things are beginning to take on a whole new meaning,” said one man.

“Can anyone tell me the biggest sin a human being can commit?” asked the chairman as he scanned the room.

"Murder?" said a young man.

"No," said the chairman.

"Rape?" said a woman.

"No," said the chairman.

"What can be bigger than rape and murder?" an old man whined.

"Hurting the human spirit with words or the lack of it by being silent," said the chairman.

A hush fell over the room. Most went into a state of shock. Nobody moved. The chairman didn't utter a word for several minutes. He wanted these words to sink deep into the soul of every participant.

"Well… err… we've all been guilty of it," a woman stammered.

"But we never thought the consequences would be so harsh," a man said.

"That's why most people never make money," said the chairman. "Or even if they do, it's with a lot of blood, sweat and tears. The spiritual load you carry on account of your previous misdeeds is so heavy that it negates anything you do to move forward.

"What's the solution?" asked an elderly lady.

"Something very simple but very tricky. You can do it but you just won't do it," said the chairman.

"Forgiveness. You'll hold on to insults or insinuations for decades. Every time you refuse to forgive you give birth to a block. Most of these blocks are deep within you, remnants of a situation or altercation you faced a long time ago.

"I'm saying it once more. Don't ever imprison your spirit on account of a guilty conscience and if you do something wrong ask for forgiveness immediately. If the other person refuses to forgive you, it's their problem. Ask for forgiveness from the bottom of your heart and promise yourself you'll never do it again, and move on in life.

“Looks like we have much bigger issues to deal with,” said an elderly gentleman.

“Your thoughts are diametrically opposite to ours,” opined one woman.

“Since sin doesn’t exist, we can party a lot harder from now on,” said a young guy. Everyone screamed: “Wooohooooooooooooooooo.”

“So what you're saying is that we can commit a crime and get away with it?” asked an elderly gentleman.

“Good question. Since there’s no retribution, it’s a free ride, right?” asked one gal. 

“Well, it’s not that simple,” said the chairman. “When you commit a crime your conscience gets jolted. This jolt results in the formation of a negative imprint, which gets added to your memory bank, which is already overflowing with billions of such imprints.

"This imprint is similar to the one made in molten metal. When you get hot under the collar, these imprints register deep grooves in your psyche. Is it easy to erase them? No. It takes a long time and until it exists you'll project the same reality over and over again. You’re helpless.

"So prevention is better than cure. Don't lose your bearings. Keep cool. You'll end up paying through your nose if you don't.

“These imprints give out a certain type of energy just like a magnet. This magnetic force attracts you to people, places and things vibrating at the same energy level. You can steal a piece of paper, a pen, a book or money from a bank; it’s all the same.

“So if you lie or steal, no matter how small or how big, it gets registered, and this attracts you to liars and thieves. They might be from the ghetto or they might be wearing skirts and suits, but the undeniable fact is - ‘like attracts like’.

"Another way of looking at it is - your conscience is the software and your memory is the database.
When "an act" involves an emotion
then the result of that act gets added to the database. The bigger the database the harder life gets. In other words, keep your emotions in check and travel light. You'll go fast and you'll go far and you'll be happy.  

“So it's back again to the memory and its back again to the most important saying of all time – empty yourself of your memories, for the reason your life is the same as your parents or differs very marginally is because
the same memory patterns bring forth the same experiences
.”

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