Reading on, she learnt that a Dr Hal Putoff, Director for the Institute of Advanced Studies, secured private funding to continue the BPP Program, and lead a team of scientists to further explore zero-point energy for space travel. Comparing ZPE to nuclear energy, he explained:

It’s ridiculous, but theoretically, there’s enough ZPE in the volume of a coffee cup to more-than evaporate all the world’s oceans. But that’s if you could get all of it and you obviously can’t. So when it comes to a practical amount of ZPE that can be extracted from the vacuum, you’re still talking about maybe 10 to the power of 26 joules/cubic meters. The potential is practically limitless, way beyond what can be conceived. But until we learn what ZPE embodiment to use, and to what frequency we can effectively extract the energy, it’s really hard to make a practical statement about how much you can actually use. So far the embodiments are pitifully small, but the potential is there*.

Louise continued to read about how that staggering potential had kept researchers pursuing a quantum physics, which some critics classify as near-science-fiction. Even Einstein’s equations, although he did not advocate a theory that in any way pointed to a quantum vacuum, showed that an infinitesimal amount of mass could be converted into a tremendous amount of energy via nuclear reactions (an energy source discovered by the Atlanteans). Einstein had been yet another master who had sought to further the comprehension and consciousness of humanity to bring it closer to an understanding of the oneness of the universe, of the essence of life.

She had, from the moment she had conceived the bones of the book that one evening, been writing the strangest scientific concepts as they appeared to her. She knew that, as she read more and more about evolutionary physics, the knowing within merged with the evidence being drawn forth from the scientific world, to present an intense understanding of the path ahead. She had begun the process of assimilating within her consciousness all that she knew to be the teachings of the great masters, the philosophers, the scientists and their undeniable understanding of the basis of life.

The link between science and philosophy was poetic. In Atlantis, she had now begun to recall the oneness of the teachings and practices of the two. She remembered The Children of the Law of One, who in group meditation in Atlantis, left their bodies and entered into the realms of fourth-dimensional consciousness to achieve increased knowledge and understanding, and penetrated the darkness to access the wisdom of the universe. They used a stone, called The Tuaoi Stone, to help bridge the gap between inner and outer reality. Certain events were recorded within the Akashic Records, the pictorial memories of all events, actions and feelings that have occurred since the beginning of time.

Cosmologists and theoretical physicians and the science of now, were intensely preoccupied with the first few fractions-of-a-second of the newborn universe, when all its energy, they believed, became manifest, together with the fundamental particles and fundamental fields of nature, of Gaia.

They called this The Superstring Theory, proposing the existence of a primal unified field in ten dimensions – nine of space and one of time. As the universe expanded and cooled, they explained that the symmetries of this one unified field were broken, and the known fields of physics separated one-by-one from the unified field.

They believe that this happened at different speeds, giving rise to the quantum field, the electromagnetic field, and others. This scientific concept of the unified field Louise knew to bear a remarkable resemblance to that of the cosmic soul. Philosopher Plotinus, in the third century ad, spoke of the cosmic soul thus: ‘There is both soul and many souls. From the one soul proceed a multiplicity of different souls.’* Evolutionary physicists now declared, ‘There is both the one field and the many fields. From the one field proceed a multiplicity of fields.’

* Both were describing the undeniable presence of divinity, of oneness, in its true sense, just as they had been taught in Atlantis, where the ability to use the unified field, was the key to the state of being.

He then asked her to pick up a pen and paper and to write exactly what it was that he was about to tell her. And she wrote:

The cosmos is a collection of obscure and yet obvious codes and derivations of the universe’s intent to utterly confuse, and yet clarify the extreme element of each reality. Each dimension has its own unique identifying cosmos, a set of modular symbols and perpendicular constructs, that is to say that the constructs, compiled, of course, of energy, that are utterly bizarre and yet linear, and therefore ordered in their structure. The linear structure, when examined under a microscope, would prove to be fractal. That is because all elements of the cosmos at any point in a given creation and cycle are fractal.

Evolutionary science must start to focus upon the cosmic intent rather than the cosmic content. That is to say that the intention of the cosmic rays, the intent upon which they are focussed, is highly and completely reflective of the intent upon which they were born. We are talking of course about dark matter. Quantum physics should be working in the area of understanding the fractal element of parallel dimensions, and not focussed upon this dimension. Cosmic rays are born upon the intent created outside of this cosmos. Understand this and you’ve cracked the basis for dimensional travel. Breakthrough Propulsion Physics) – you’ve written about this, you know why it is out of kilter right now. In terms of the study, scientists do not yet fully understand the quantum field, the zero-point energy field. To understand this they must do as I’ve said and study the fractal element of dimensions outside of this cosmos.

This book will rock the foundations of humanity’s beliefs. Finally the people of the world will be brought to an understanding of who and what they are, of their oneness, of the essential nature and essence of the universe, of its component parts, and of its harmony and balance. They will understand that only in harmony and balance can humanity hope to exist. Harmony and balance is, in essence, the absolute balance of feminine and masculine and, after millennia of male-dominated ethics and morals, there are those upon this planet prepared to step forward and declare their allegiance to harmony, to declare their allegiance to the universe.

These people, once united, will form a force so formidable on this planet, that society as you know it will indeed be set upon its head. Governments will rock, and any institution or corporation operating on any basis that is not in harmony with universal good WILL FALL. The knowledge these people will bring from eons of lifetimes, from their soul, is the very essence of change that will propel these radical changes forward.

Because these changes have the complete and best interests of the universe and planetary consciousness at heart, the creator will co-create with these people, these pioneers, at an alarming rate, in order to manifest these changes upon earth. The universe will mobilize all peoples, places and events, to support these radical changes to once again bring harmony and heaven to earth.

A podium stood before her, and tall, majestic stone pillars rose on all sides, while drapes of blue gauze blew gently around the pillars in the breeze. She walked up many steps to reach the podium. The colours all about her were blue and silver, the essence of air, the sea, the breath of life, the passion for the love of a civilization not lost. It was the image of a new age coming, of cool waters, endless depths of emotion, staggering beauty and heavens opened. The eternal promise of clarity, love, time and the revelation of what the entire universe had to offer. In the distance she could see waves lapping gently against white shores.

As she stepped up, He took her hand, the hand of a priestess clothed in blue gauze, a circlet of silver in her hair and a white quill in her other hand. Together they walked through the drapes wafting gently in the breeze and he took her to the stone altar. There, he laid his hand on her forehead while she anointed his with sacred oils. They looked upon one another, every essence of their souls entwined with the other’s, for this was a sacred Atlantean union, bound for time eternal. She laid him gently on the altar and began to lay chakra crystals lovingly on each of his chakra centres, his robe falling around his waist as she did so. In this sacred moment, the beautiful sounds of ritual music consumed all their senses. While He lay in meditation, she leant forward and gently caressed his lips with her energy. Lifetimes of love engulfed Him, those that had been, that which was here in the present and those which were to come. She summoned all the symbols to her and watched as in mid-air, they danced brightly to her call. She called upon the crystals, set in a pyramid around the altar, to work with her and with the light, and she asked Archangel Metatron to overlight this ceremony and bring forward beings of one hundred percent pure light, in order to infiltrate every part of the soul of the man lying before her. Her soul danced and she knew, as surely as she knew that she was one with the universe, that her love would be bound to this man across the entire time-space continuum. As she helped him to his feet, He took her hand again and felt the physical energy of their touch melt within the power of their entwined souls.

They stepped down from the altar, took whites robes and dressed each other, and each took a tall staff of silver, decorated with a thistle shape at the top. They walked back to the top of the podium and stood to face one other, interlinking their arms and staffs. Another priestess of great dark beauty who was her sister appeared and smiled down upon them. Behind her was a tall blonde man of striking beauty. As she sang the words of the ceremony to bind them together before the universe and across all time, all else faded for them with the exception of her words and her beautiful voice.

He took her face in his hands and looked deep into her soul through her dark eyes. He had surely been given the greatest gift to treasure by the universe. They walked together in complete harmony, down through the heavens it seemed, to a place in a clearing of staggering and mystical beauty. Long silver-leafed trees lopped gently over a bubbling natural spring, which formed an enormous sunken bath. Surrounded by moonlight and hundreds of illuminated candles within the trees, the spring cascading down around them from all directions, they stepped into the bath, still robed. They looked at one another, each understanding every nuance of the other, both mesmerized by this moment and their mutual love. For this was a love beyond the physical. Every part of their soul, every chakra was consumed with the combined sacred energy that was them.

Louise knew, as He had told her many times, that His hand would be hers throughout time. She had told Him that she had a very important task to complete in the future, one that involved writing and would only be possible by revealing the truth of her soul, something for which she knew she was to be persecuted through the ages to come. The universe would reveal the task to her when the time was right. He took her face in his hands once more and looked deep into her eyes.  ‘Know this, I will find you across all time and space, and when the time comes, I will be there with you so that you will not face the world alone. If you find me in this other lifetime, and I don’t remember, never give up on me. Find a way to make me take your face in my hands so that I may look upon your soul and know you once more.

As surely as we are bound in love to one another before the universe now, so shall the universe bind us to this troth.

 ‘A vision in the distance, shrouded in light
 I need to be near her try as I might.
Her eyes the soul of the universe’s love,
She is my true enchantment, my love.

There is no moment when I do not think
If I do not see her I will sink
Into the depths of despair so deep
For unto me her love I’ll keep.

Our love so sure and rooted throughout
Eternity’s existence there is no doubt
That our connection when finally made
In this earth plane will be to stay.

For all I dream of is her love,
And deepening honour and sacred bond.
I have come back across time and space
Only to find her, look upon her face.

I go to her now night and day,
And on my bended knees I pray
For heaven please to let me see
The day as one we’ll finally be.

One last thing I’d like to say,
Do not falter for just one day,
For it is your love so deep and true
That brings me home so close to you.

Ill honour you in sacred love
And call upon the heavens above
To oversee my love for you
And always keep it strong and true.

The sun lies upon you now,
Upon the pages shining down,
To light the words that bring to life
My love for you, you are my life.

The Labyrinth of Life

Now as you enter the labyrinth of life,
Of energy given of love and life,
You understand that track you must,
For life itself is trust.

Follow deep within your soul.
Understand the call, the know
Follow solely all it says
And deep into the labyrinth you’ll tread.
The middle holds the key to all,
The key to inner knowing tall.
Understand creation now,
Know the why, the where, the how.

For it is within the hidden depths
Of life itself that comes the threads
To knowing of creation’s truth,
Of godhead, love and life anew.

For life indeed spreads far and wide,
Beyond the call of vision spied,
Far beyond the universe here,
We are so far and yet so near.

Beauty lies in pitch of night,
Beyond the void, beyond the light.
The language heralds messages clear,
Challenge creation, come here, come here.

Find me as you seek to know
The hidden depths of all that grows.
Function, sound and purest sight,
Beyond the heavens, beyond the light.

Tread the labyrinth of life.

Staying in la Cité, the medieval walled city of Carcassonne, was just as they had expected. As they walked through the halls of the Château Comtal, Louise, once again, started to relive moments of lives past. She had trodden these ramparts many times, the scenery that lay out before her so familiar to her knowing. As they climbed the outer cite walls, entirely alone, absorbing the ferocity of the biting wind whipping around them, they began to notice so many familiar signs around them.

Words, phrases and Cathar ritual started to ring true within their consciousness. It was as they passed through the passage of interrogation that the despair of battle hit their senses. They ventured from here out to the part of the wall at the foot of the Château Comtal that looked out over poppy-laden fields. It was as Louise sat cross-legged on the wall, the beauty of the sumptuous land filling her vision, the distant dark of the clouds closing in upon her, and the sun shining magnificently, blessing her with its grace, that the words, ever present within the depths of her soul, started once more, to flow. Her first ode was in honour of all that had been at Carcassone:

There was a time, long ago, I know it so well,
When all of life was as I smell.
The knowing of all so deep so true,
Was as the light I see in you.

The beauty of the stone aloft,
A tower of light amid a croft,
The hearts that pound so strong so brave,
The deepest desire within those caves,

The ancient knowing driving through,
Of valour’s heart ’tis true, ’tis true,
That all that is so dear above
Is honour bound to sacred love.

Why the hearts of men are sad,
Is all the universe would clad
Amongst a vision, veil of time
To understand what is mine.

As I sit, I breathe this air
I know the cries of deep despair.
And yet, in despair lies hope for all,
As love in honour grows so tall.

Now as one we’ll all finally be.
I am you and you are me.
No more this battle, grief or loss,
Only joy and wondrous bliss.

And all of heaven sings and cries.
At last we live amongst the skies,
For all the veils of time are gone.
We love, we live, rejoice in song.

Destiny is but a thread,
A distance between life and death.
Not of the living being now,
But of the souls beauty somehow.

For now in hope we can exist,
Love amongst the arid mist.
Breathe the light within our soul
And hold aloft our beauty tall.

That evening, as she lay in front of the fire, deep in thought, being held by Him, the significance of what she had learnt today really hit her. For as the music of Tom Kenyon’s Songs of Magdalene started to drift into her senses, she felt her heart torn asunder. To the sound of these haunting tones, she knew He had held her, made love to her right here where she lay.

This was their future and she, in that moment, yearned beyond description and with all her soul to know how to reach it. Quite alone, she walked out into the dusky evening and the gusts of wind flicking around the buildings. Not understanding where or why she was walking in this direction, she crossed a wooden bridge over a stream and ventured up into the fields of long grass. As she passed a wooded glade and stood out in an open field, looking up towards the base of Rennes-le–Château, she called to the elements.

The threatening darkness of the clouds was descending upon her, the wind wild in its course about her, and yet she neither saw, nor felt, anything but the depth of love that overwhelmed her every sense. She fell to her knees and cried out to the universe, implored the universe to direct her to this future. As tears streamed across her face, the wind directed a course about her.

It was as if every blade of grass bent its head towards her in a circle of energy so great, so powerful, so acknowledging of all that was her love. In that moment the sky lit white amid the clouds and she cried, so moved by her love and the deepest desire to walk her path with her beautiful sacred partner.

And while the rain descended upon her, the wild wind strapping her hair about her face, her clothes trailing in her wake, He held her and loved her. He took her home and loved her throughout the night.

The Magic of the Cosmos

As stars overhead fall through the skies
Deception pulls a varied smile.
For those upon the planet’s earth
Do wholly know this tale is worth

A knowing head, conception’s truth.
For cosmic rays are element’s truth,
They bring the knowing of those who tread
The highest mentioned light and thread.

The matter of the darkness know
Is all we think, we care to show,
To truly uncover all that lies
Beneath the stars, amongst the skies.

How may consciousness take hold
Of notions thread, reality unfold?
As through the veils of time and life
We close our eyes. Behold this knife,

This knife which cuts all vision through
Is like the light I hold to you,
The beacon of the path to truth.
Restore once more your only youth.

For evolution is the name
Of Gaia’s crazy, heavenly game.
It’s no use here once truth we feel,
For understand now what is real.

I am the master bright and true,
The very one beheld in you,
Who motions to the highest thread,
Pulls you gently from your bed,

Then catapults the notion through
As if propulsion is but hue.
For I smile now as knowing spreads
And stars become your guiding thread,

Those cosmic rays which burn so bright.
For under skies which dark, they might
Bring thoughts of nearing earth’s full end.
But circles, cycles never end.

We are but one, oh child of law,
For never is the open door
A moment of the vision’s end,
For life is utter beauty, friend.

Once you know the secret here,
Feel solution, watch it near,
It fills you ever with the bliss
Of all that falls upon a kiss.

For stars they kiss the cosmic fall,
The energy for which they stall,
The ever growing fall or thread
Of heavens feel, dimensions head.

Magic is but love and light
The eyes they open, bring the sight.
Those notions which appear just once
Are dimensions gift, the gift of trust.

Ech bin meneth im bith mere
Hush pin ente um bener
Ich men him honar um banar
Ente ente him hintar.