ESP and Baba Vanga

Extra Sensory Perception, a mouthful if ever there was one for something as simple as seeing, can also be described as ‘sight with fringe benefits’.

In my book Mischievous Mystic, (not in print – deemed too controversial), I expand on and delve deeper into the mechanism of ESP, and why ninety-nine percent of practitioners get it so wrong. In this article I demonstrate why ESP is not the all-seeing, all-knowing brigade-font of audiovisual information.

It will come as a shock to readers that ESP is very limited, with access closely controlled by its senior authorities. Of course, access increases as one moves up the ESP ladder. Shocking isn’t it, that ESP and advanced awareness are not too dissimilar to career progression?

And those ‘born’ with the proverbial ESP silver spoon in their mouth naturally get fast-tracked into the cushier responsibilities. Then, there are the likes of yours truly who is limited to being no more than a field worker in the industry. Oh, well, I suppose someone has to be the Indian. We cannot all be Chiefs, can we?

So what is the mystery about ESP?

Well, it is shrouded in lies, as promoted by the very ESP practitioners who want to create allure and mystery, beguiling ordinarywallahs into fear, respect, and adulation, and amassing financial benefit for themselves. And the ESP groupies happily spread ambiguous statements and attain infamy for their chosen ‘leader’, when their original plan was simply to secure fame for that ‘leader’.

What you need to know is that everything in creation is ESP capable. From the tiniest grain of sand, to the mega big-shot in the financial markets who manages to pick the right stock at the right time for maximum profit. Shedloads of money, and it is all down to basic ESP attunement? Well, I never!

If that is the case, why do ninety-nine percent get it so horribly wrong?

Because ESP is not there to assist or to provide a shortcut solution to life’s problems. Those problems are your reality, which you have to get through. And on top of that, ESP is not some God boon either. As for the whole, ‘Dear God…’ thing, let me set that record straight…well reasonably straight.

God, my dears, is not some fat slob with a beer belly who has over-indulged himself on Mrs God’s cooking. Nor is God some fat guy with gastrointestinal problems, rosy cheeks, and a ready smile, who overlooks each of your indiscretions. No. God, I am told by my seniors, is a tad more strict; and in any case, God is not involved in the minute running of your life. You may consider yourself to be more important than a grain of sand, but to ‘Dear God’ you and the grain of sand are exactly the same. Nevertheless, each minute, each breath, and any given moment of your life, is minutely controlled, but not by God, rather by the job-lot apprentice field workers. People like yours truly make their life as difficult as we possibly can. Well, why not? No one gave us a break. We had to do it the hard way.

It is the newbies, the job-lot apprentice field workers, who guide, change, challenge, and turn your life upside down, at their whim. And why do they do this? Because they can. Well, actually, they can’t, but they have to follow strict guidelines to create challenges of one type or another to test the ordinarywallahs, thus sorting the talentlesswallahs from the possiblewallahs…and you have probably understood that the talentless are the ninety-nine percent.

It is the job-lot apprentice field workers who give the smart-alecks wealth and power. But these are not so much gifts than the sternest of tests. Get caught up in your illusion of your own wealth and power, and you have signed up to life cycles of misery as a third-rate three-dimensional artifact always chasing your tail, rebirthing in the wealth and power circle.

Then, of course, poverty is an equal punishment. However, in poverty one is far more malleable to the idea that something greater exists, which one needs to search out and befriend.

Nevertheless, in each and every situation if you do not, in total honesty, practice humbleness and be genuine in your gratitude to the system called God, then rest assured that you will rebirth in lifestyles opposite in their admiration and adulation of God.

It is subservience to the God concept that allows future birth in its various guises (plant, animal, human-animal), which then eventually avails one (through linked association) of access to the symmetry from which you may get that one opportunity to secure promotion as a fledgling student, which may in turn allow you to become a job-lot apprentice field worker.

And who are these applicants, and what is their basic attribute?

Humbleness and piety, as demonstrated by Baba Vanga – a ‘gifted’ lady who lived from 31st January 1911 to 11th august 1996. Born in Bulgaria under the Ottoman Empire, she lived a life of simple piety. Many outlandish statements are attributed to her. For example, she is said to have claimed the beginning of a third world war lasting from 2010 to 2014; a nuclear bomb detonation in Europe; Muslims controlling Rome as a Caliphate; a saviour from the Far East, named after an orb in the celestial sky, who would build amongst other things a global road-rail link, while uniting religions under his guidance; the ascent of cybor humans; off-the-shelf organs leading to long age; contact with ‘humans’ from space. In fact, she announced that aliens were living among humans at her time. They came from the third planet from earth. Furthermore, animals would behave like plants and plants like animals. And the end of earth would be around the 3700s.

Ok, now let’s focus on one of Baba Vanga’s statements, and the context around it.

The person named after a celestial orb was an intriguing individual who lived during her time. He was born in Korea, had chosen to follow Jesus Christ, and the teaching in the Bible. He became a wealthy industrialist, moved to the United States, amassed even greater wealth, rubbed shoulders with American Presidents, and had ideas about a global road rail network. He pushed Christianity to the hilt, in the process establishing a new church.

Now, let us put Baba Vanga herself into context.

She lived at a time when her land was under occupation by the Ottoman Empire. Mohammedans (as they were called in those days) were brutal. A saviour in the form of a Christian, an indigenous person of Korea, Mr. Moon – wealthy beyond reason and promoting Christianity – fulfilled the ‘superman’ criteria. She claimed, it is said, that there would be a time in the future when Moslems (correct spelling of that time) would run Europeans out of Europe and set up a Mohammedan state there.

In moments of desperation people cling to Hope and his wife Wishful. In the same manner, Sikhs of today increasingly cling to Hope and Wishful, thinking that their kingdom will somehow be returned to them. Baba Vanga hoped too, however her utterances while coloured with some real facts were misread.

It is on the cards that Europe will become an Islamic continent. In many of my essays I have been at pains to point this out to the race-Europeans. However, fine-tuning circumstances may prevent this from happening.

For, governance or occupation has two faces. One is autocratic rule and the other is peaceful accommodation. Autocratic rule decays in time, leading to the eventual subjugation of the rulers, including mass death of the ruler-race. Peaceful rule/governance usually means that although the land is under occupation the indigenous have freedom to live their own life, custom and culture. In this instance, the overthrow of the ruler-race is organic, peaceful and purposeful.

For Europe to live a peaceful life, it would, beginning now, have to start negotiations for a successful handover of the continents under its illegal occupation to the residents of those countries who predated their arrival. In addition, Europe along with India, China, one Arab country, and Russia, will have to aid the re-formation of African countries. This gesture of maturity will remove the spectre of Islamic war and of a nuclear type weapon detonation on Britain, mainland Europe, north America and Australia.

Let me add some historical perspective. Scandinavian races, after their exploits, returned occupied land. India, which ruled and dominated Europe as well as most other parts of the globe, returned occupied lands. Sanskrit and modern Indian words are still in vogue in many European languages. India left the area, and the Caucasians occupied the land now called Europe. Yet, both the Scandinavian people and the population of India are admired and respected globally. Race-European can exercise a similar option. If not, then the writing is on the wall for a devastation beyond that which can be done using nuclear weapons. For, it is not a nuclear weapon that will scar the European mainland, but a weapon far more elaborate and lethal.

With respect to Baba Vanga’s indication of aliens living amongst us, there she is accurate. These Beings do not need a craft like ours to travel the galaxy or cosmic space. Their ‘vehicles’ do not have ‘lights’ and nor do they hover over cities or rural areas. They are invisible, until they choose to become visible. And when they do become visible they imitate the setting. Furthermore, they do indeed change their physical appearance to look like the main occupiers of a given area. And, no, they do not all take on the appearance of humans. To them, we humans are like the remote isolated communities who live in far-flung jungles and we who patronizingly find interesting. Similarly, to the aliens we are backwards, retarded and dumb, and they too patronize us with their interest. They value piety and humbleness; their heart functions close to an optimal best, whereas we are greedy and arrogant, and our heart functions far below ten percent of its capacity. And, no, I am not talking about the physical heart either, but our real heart.

Baba Vanga was cheeky enough to suggest the aliens living amongst us are from the third planet from earth. How very clever of her, to leave it so ambiguous.

If she had carried on improving the medium of ‘inner sight’ whilst operating out of the public limelight, eventually Baba Vanga would have been in a position to apply as a job-lot field apprentice in our world. More of whom follows later.

At this point, I should clarify that virtually every head of organised or fly-by-night god-associated clubs never attain the basic qualities that allow them to master humbleness or piety. They are an excellent example of arrogance and ego masquerading as ‘deity’ on earth.

Now that the basic foundation has been detailed, I will endeavor to make sense of how ESP actually works:

How many of you have worked as, or have at least seen on the silver screen, air traffic controllers (ATC) at work? I assume all of you are familiar with the job they do, to some degree. Now, if an ATC was directing a passenger jet, only to realise that the communication was one-way, whereby they could hear the pilot but not the other way around, you’d assume that panic would set in in the mind of the ATC.

The ATC realises, in this scenario, that the plane will hit a mountain whose visibility is currently obscured by low-hanging clouds in three hundred miles. He also realises from what the pilot tells him that the instrument panels in the plane aren’t functioning accurately. The pilot has no idea what awaits him and his passengers. The plane is heading for a disaster. What can the ATC do?

Like any good silver screen hero, the ATC gets into his 4×4 and drives at breakneck speed, covering one hundred miles in twenty minutes to reach the danger zone. Then he climbs an adjacent mountain to that which the plane is heading for, and holds a placard aloft directing the pilot to change course. Our ATC hero has done all of this in the hope that the mountain he is atop will, like the danger-mountain, at the right moment be cleared of clouds so that the pilot can read the warning sign.

On the silver screen such heroism may well work, but in real life what are the chances of it doing so?

How do you cover one hundred miles on your average motorway, and then climb a fifteen-thousand foot mountain, in twenty minutes? And what assurance have you that the warning sign you’re using to communicate the plane’s imminent danger is going to be seen, let alone read?

It’s all a tad unrealistic, you will agree.

But such is precisely the woe of all ESP practitioners.

ESP practitioners know things, but they are not given access to amend the design of a given template. This is why in my case although I know far more than I share, my hands are tied. I must remain a silent observer to a large degree, responsible only for indicating impending disasters, such as that of yet another human wipe-out, because the template allows me to do so. The template is not a consciousness per se. It is a template. The seniors who mastermind the entire shooting gallery are the ones privy to the outcome they seek.

Our existence on this third-rate iron-ore rust bucket that we so proudly call Mother Earth – without whom we could not exist as corporeal beings, but whom we rape and violate for personal wealth anyway – is a punishment and correction block from which release is possible only if one practices humbleness and piety, in each and every situation.

Guys, the reality is that you are here to be used by others. The users get to extend their stay in this penitentiary while you, the used and abused, get an earlier parole.

And how do I know all of this? Because I have the advantage of ESP.

Fat lot of good it does me, as no one is going to pay a blind bit of notice to what I have to say.

However, I have done my bit, and each time I share the warning and the impending disaster, my parole date is brought a tad nearer…thanks to the mineral-excavating greed-men.

Human wipe-out will occur because humans are excavating valuable minerals the planet needs to deflect the sun’s harmful rays. She needs those minerals even more badly then humans do.

But do the greedy humans care?

Not a jot.

Hence, the impending wipe-out.

And what can ESP do about this?

Nowt.

Gurmukhi vis-à-vis Panjabi (first written: 8th August 1988)

Over the years and in the course of my travels I have learned an enormous amount. One of the earliest tactics I cottoned onto during this time was to observe what the European museums and artefact collectors could tell me without sharing with them that which was obviously beyond their ken.

Why?

An example was shown to me of some of the earliest Gurmukhi characters inscribed on a plinth – they were presumed to be part of a now-defunct ancient language once in vogue in an area north-east of the Black Sea and north-west of the Caspian Sea. I enthusiastically pointed out the Gurmukhi to the group, who also had in their possession coins used as currency in north-western Europe in the area of the Low Countries and that depicted the historical figures of Sita and Raam. I of course was over the moon. Contacting the group sometime later, in order to show them to one other distinguished person, I was dismayed by the way they immediately closed ranks. The later official line was total refutation that the group ever had said items in their possession. And so I ‘wised up’ and came to understand that Europeans collectors hide away artefacts conclusively proving India’s cultural and linguistic dominance over the whole of Europe.

My personal research following this encounter later threw open just how mired in Sanskrit words are the north and west European languages still commonly used to today. And I know that more formal archaeological research will unearth evidence that India and Sanskrit-Indian masters dominated the European peninsular.

But everything is cyclical.

India once dominated. Then she retreated from her sphere of influence, drawn back to her roots in Aryadesh (the original name for India). The subsequent decay of Aryadesh became evident in first the depletion and then the non-existence of any recognisable and serious artistic literary medium among the nmasses. Sanskrit, that universal, which was later to be imitated by Latin during the penultimate decay of the Roman Empire, became the language of dictatorship, inculcating far-reaching social divisions, not merely of labour and language but of legitimacy and power and identity. The selfish overlords became despotic and the masses as usual paid the price.

The dialects of Panjabi constituted the language of spoken communication, while Sanskrit maintained an iron-grip as the official language of governance and dharmic observation. (Please do not confuse dharma to mean religion. In the same way you should not confuse Soul with Atman.) Thus, Panjabi had neither social nor literary status.

With the Turkish invasion of c.12th century came Persian’s replacement of Sanskrit as the language of government administration, the failure of Arabic to command such dominance stemming from the high prejudice and low esteem in which it was held compared with Persian. Thus, Sanskrit underwent a further evolution – from a global language to one symbolising internal Aryadesh power and authority, to a language confined to the refined pursuits of literary, philosophical and dharmic expression.

In the early 1800s the English missionary, William Carey, initiated a language program emulated throughout the administrative sectors of the East India Company. It aimed at teaching the colonisers the language of the people they ruled, for the purpose of more effectively administering colonial rule. The result was a codification of complex native linguistics, shoehorning them into the grammatical limitations of English. For their part, the Indian masses, excluded from learning Sanskrit, took to enthusiastically studying English. Theirs was a keenness to understand the outside world, to expand their knowledge base; and it stood in stark contrast with the disinterested English colonial who displayed no faculty for learning new languages. Soaking up English literature, history and rules of language composition the Indian assistant translators mired themselves in a construct far less complex than Sanskrit; and in turn they came through their acquisition of the English language to depose Panjabi as the language of communication, most prominently in the matter of prose-writing.

Sanskrit’s own evolution as the language of the reified, disconnecting it from the language of political power, was formalised in Macaulay’s 1835 injunction that English be adopted as the language of government. And by 1844 English language knowledge was an imperative qualification for those Indians wishing to join the Civil Service; thus, reinforcing the value-meaning of English as the language of literature and power. Local languages naturally suffered, though it must be said that parts of the Indian gentry refused to be complicit in this mass linguistic migration, encouraging local language use, extolling the superiority of the Sanskrit-language classics… but all the while inexorably drawn towards the English-language classics.

In the clash of the titans, Sanskrit and English, had the bracketing of the former as the language of refinement and privilege and power not occurred, entailing exclusion of the mass of Indians from learning and using a language that had once enjoyed global power, then English would never have secured a foothold in India. In the meeting of two wrongs only a wrong will win.

Here then was a multiplicity governed in various streams of its official, unofficial, ritual and everyday life by a hierarchical structure of languages. Local languages have been among the worst-suffering in this hierarachy – with Sanskrit marginalized, the appetite for complex grammatical syntax was lost; English-learning had bequeathed a laziness, an attitude of ambivalence towards the cosmopolitanism conjunctural with being a multiplicity such as India was and is; and variation consequently became something to be frowned upon, cast into the wilderness. Simultaneously, the rising fortunes of English in India heralded a panacea for the social and political exclusion experienced by the lower orders, a level playing-field on which to improve their standing.

The saddest joke is that in lionizing and valourising English, we may forget that that greatest of English writers – Shakespeare – has been proven by the University of Cambridge studies in 1890s and early 1900s to be the most shameless plagiariser. Names, settings, even entire works appear in Shakespeare having been lifted directed from Arabian stories.

Returning to my opening salvo about Panjabi and her Gurmukhi characters, these are reinvocations by Guru Angaddevji (following instructions laid down for him by Guru Nanakdevji) of an ancient script. So it was quite natural that I was so enthused and excited by the finds described in the opening paragraphs of this post!

Gurmukhi, the ancient language stretching from north-east of the Black Sea to north-west of the Caspian Sea, has 52 distinct sounds; and we can see today how the multitude of European languages use diacritical marks to enlargen their own sound base (in English there are 26 distinct sounds) in approximation of the more numerous Gurmukhi characters. I’ve carried out my research on this topic, and many years ago. It remains for the current crop of linguists to draw out these linkages, to present the array of Gurmukhi in European format with existing and newer diacritical marks that fully and finally captures its breadth and scale and sheer beauty.