Dear Ed,
There was this young man, an orphan from a boarding school in England. The day his education was finished, then at 19 years, he got a job at the Antiquities Dept. in the then British ruled Govt. of India. He was to be a clerk in this remote little town on the East Coast.
It was hot as hell, to this day, hot winds carrying sand blow fiercely over the hot beach over into the town. Our man, Myrddin, got the last remaining official lodging house, a house with a broken front wall. First, for two years he tried to get funding from the Dept. to build it. That didn’t work out. But by some strange twists and turns, he ended up becoming a translator of old German texts for the Lutheran church board (I know, you have to read the book to understand it), and they sponsored the wall building. Two years they built it with bricks, and then stone, and the summer wind broke it down both times.
Finally our man Myrddin took two months leave and went off to Wales, because he’d heard that the Druids there knew how to bring rocks up from the seabed – rocks of the kind that were porous enough to let energy through them, but heavy enough to resist ocean current winds. There, he ended up in a cave inside an old well, an old place where it was said that if you spent seven days and seven nights in that cave without food or water, you would be given the sacred word to speak to the Earth, call up rocks and so on.
Our man, Myrddin was in there 21 days without knowing it. He returned to India and he brought up rocks from the seabed by turning his body into the vibration of the sacred word “AWEN”. I myself saw that wall in 2013 when I was in that area, Ed, and like I told you in the book, this story was a lump in my chest since then, that I had to get out.
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