| It's 1954. Yes, Mrs. Patricia Smith has been a good | | | | speed. |
| teacher today. She has remained on task and kept | | | | |
| her Third Grade Pupils in line. But she doesn't have to | | | | Moments laters, she is 1,000 miles high over the |
| work too hard at it. She weighs 200 Lbs and if she | | | | North Pole and heading into outer space in an almost |
| ever grabs you and shakes you, and you can see | | | | perfect straight line. |
| the buttons on her blouse coming at you at almost | | | | |
| the speed of light, so much so that you end up | | | | But she just keeps on moving. She doesn't know |
| hypnotized and your brain feels like a pea soup - this | | | | why. She only knows that she MUST. It's almost as if |
| is something you're not going to forget any time | | | | she has the energy of George inside of her to drive |
| soon. | | | | her forward like a supercharged engine. It's an |
| | | | interesting feeling! |
| It can happen. Believe me. It can happen. So you had | | | | |
| better behave. | | | | Now what she doesn't know won't hurt her. She's |
| | | | fast approaching the Speed of Light, 186,000 miles |
| So the pulpils sit real quietly, very quietly at their | | | | per second. She now has shattered the Speed Limit |
| desks, and look at the clock 3 feet up the wall | | | | of the Universe and there are no Star Wars Cops to |
| above the black board behind Mrs. Smith's large self. | | | | catch her or pull her over. |
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| Sometimes, Mrs. Smith, grows tired, sits in a chair in | | | | But she keeps on running and running and running. Her |
| front of the class, spreads her legs just a bit so that | | | | body is now the size of a Proton, but with the same |
| you can see her thighs and a thin sheet of white to | | | | Mass plus the Door - 239 lbs. She feels nothing, sees |
| hide her crotch. The pupils sort of smile at each other | | | | nothing. She just knows that SHE IS and that's all |
| as they lay their heads in their arms and peer away. | | | | that matters. Now she knows, without knowing it, |
| | | | what Plato wanted. |
| To amuse herself and the class, Mrs. Smith talks | | | | |
| about her son George and what a good boy he is. | | | | Time and Space have been left behind and she is |
| He's her only son, her only beloved son, and they | | | | now approaching an Unknown quantity - the Speed |
| know it...have heard it time after time after time. And | | | | of Light squared. She is now located somewhere |
| this kid can do no wrong. AND THEY BELIEVE IT! | | | | beyond the farthest galaxy 20 billion light years from |
| | | | earth and she is fast approaching the edge of the |
| About half-way through the school year, Mrs. Smith | | | | Universe. |
| brings her 3 year old Son to class to spend the day, | | | | |
| and that's an experience none of them will ever | | | | Of course, as in any good movie, or in our |
| forget. He's hyperactive and makes a wreck of the | | | | Imaginations, she penetrates the hymen of the |
| whole day for everybody. And Mrs. Smith never | | | | Universe One Hundred Trillion of a Trillionth of a |
| punishes him even one time. How does he get away | | | | Second before she reaches that magical threshold of |
| with that? THEY WANT TO KNOW BUT ARE | | | | speed. |
| AFRAID TO ASK. | | | | |
| | | | You know enough math to figure it out - her body |
| The pupils, however, don't lack for amusement on | | | | mass plus the door, 239 lbs, times the speed of light |
| the day when George is present. He's an Amusement | | | | squared. It's not much for I AM to work with, but it's |
| Park Incarnate. But this is now on a different day. It's | | | | just enough. Thank you, Mrs. Smith. Thank you! |
| now the future, after George, and... | | | | |
| | | | Suddenly, there is a Terrible Singularity. There are no |
| It's 10:00am and recess is only 30 minutes away. Mrs. | | | | laws or rules or theories of any kind, nor is there |
| Smith gets up from her chair, picks up a piece of | | | | language. The temperature is so hot, it's cold, but if |
| chalk, and begins the most seminal lesson in all human | | | | you want to know - its around 6 trillion trillion degrees |
| history. She has already taught the class about | | | | Fahrenheit. |
| conjugating verbs and now she is going to teach | | | | |
| them how to conjugate the verb "To Be". And she | | | | A brand new universe has just been born beyond |
| writes on the blackboard as follows: | | | | the boundary of our own and it is growing |
| | | | temporarily, until the temperature cools down, at a |
| Singular Plural 1st. Person I AM We are 2nd. Person | | | | speed much faster than the speed of light in any |
| You are You are 3rd. Person He/She/It IS They are | | | | direction it wants to. |
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| Mrs. Smith doesn't know it, but she has just placed | | | | As this new expanding Universe cools down, 'ittle, |
| the name of the Creator of the Universe on the | | | | bitty particles much smaller than atoms will form, and |
| black board and the Creator is very pleased because | | | | these will somehow find each other and get together |
| He/She/It likes to be seen, especially by children. | | | | and make hay, and you know the rest of the story.... |
| | | | don't you? |
| The Name is - I AM. | | | | |
| | | | No you don't. Neither do I. You see, the Imagination |
| However, Mrs. Smith is squeezing the chalk a bit too | | | | is Infinite. |
| tightly because she has just had a thought about | | | | |
| George and the Lord of the Universe is feeling the | | | | I AM smiles at the Greek Man and at the Scientist |
| pain. I AM has never felt so much pain since the "Big | | | | and says, "You've done a good deed today and I |
| Bang". Let's just say that IT IS - right now - is having | | | | sure do appreciate it." And I AM is feeling much |
| a case of upset stomach. | | | | better already. |
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| (This is only a metaphor, of course, but it is as good | | | | However, a second thought comes to MIND. I AM |
| as any. When it comes to I AM, be careful. Just use | | | | looks around Himself/Herself/Itself and wonders, |
| metaphors) | | | | "Where's George?" Then, just as suddenly, I AM |
| | | | disppears,as if HE IS is running for His/Her/Its own |
| Mrs. Smith feels the chalk getting hot in her hand. She | | | | life. |
| looks at the chalk and is mesmerized. She trembles | | | | |
| because IT now has a light pink glow to it. | | | | The Clock in the Classroom now stands at 10:30am. |
| | | | and the children have gleefully gone outside to the |
| Suddenly, like in the movie Star Wars, an image of a | | | | play while the Principal goes in search of Mrs. Smith |
| person appears on her left and another image of | | | | and the school custodian. |
| another person to her right. The person on her left is | | | | |
| Greek. She's sure of it because she has a replica of | | | | End of Story, except that.... "Whoa!" to all you |
| an ancient Greek Vase on her mantle at home with a | | | | Marketers! Before you go out to the Play Ground of |
| picture similar to his on it. | | | | Life to do your business, I want to make sure you |
| | | | have learned this lesson well: |
| Because George is only 3 years old and can't reach it | | | | |
| yet, the Vase is still in one piece. Mrs. Smith takes | | | | HE IS. Therefore, YOU ARE. |
| comfort in that remembrance even in the present | | | | |
| moment with this "stranger" standing to her left. Her | | | | HE IS is in you; YOU ARE are in I AM. |
| focus is amazing. | | | | |
| | | | What are you going to do with I AM? |
| To her right, again, out of nowhere, has appeared an | | | | |
| image of a 19th Century Scientist with a head full of | | | | More importantly, what is I AM going to do with you? |
| graying unrulely hair. She recognizes him too from his | | | | |
| picture in a recent issue of Life Magazine. Also, she | | | | How much POWER do you have? (You will need |
| has read about him in science books since her own | | | | some scales to find out exactly if you are caught up |
| 5th grade. | | | | purely in the physical world) |
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| (Mrs. Smith likes to read and she likes to read, of | | | | What are you going to do with it? |
| course, to you know who...) | | | | |
| | | | I have just walked out my back door. It's @ 7:00am. |
| She looks at them both, turning her head one way, | | | | A fall Spider has woven its web. Trapped inside the |
| then the other way. Then she looks again at the | | | | web is a lightning bug. The Spider devours the |
| chalk in her hand, which has now dissolved. It is now | | | | glowing bug. I have never seen this before. It is a |
| a thin film of white spreading up her hand and arm | | | | Sign and a Wonder. |
| beneath her blouse and shows no sign of stopping. | | | | |
| | | | TEST: How much power does the Spider now have |
| If this keeps happening, she is going to look like | | | | and what is She going to do with it? |
| Casper the Ghost and she knows it. | | | | |
| | | | (Answer to be provided in Meaning and Marketing: |
| The pupils meanwhile see nothing, hear nothing, but | | | | The WILL) |
| do catch a wind as at an Exit at the ground floor of | | | | |
| a Skyscraper and an odd smell. Still, they are | | | | Resources: |
| watching the clock very, very carefully, as they | | | | |
| always do. | | | | Other Articles in this series Under the title of Meaning |
| | | | and Marketing: The Hurricane, The WILL, the Links, |
| The Scientist on Mrs. Smith's right whispers into her | | | | the Trigger |
| ear - "Hurry, you must run and save the children." | | | | |
| The Greek on her left says nothing, but has a look | | | | Plato's "Apologia" Five Dialogues Plato, G. M. Grube, |
| of profound sadness on his face because he would | | | | Grube G. M. A. (Translator) |
| wish to take her place. But it is too late for that and | | | | |
| he is feeling very unlucky. But he is there to grant | | | | The Bible, Exodus, Chapter 3:14 The Bible, Gospel Of |
| her moral and spiritual support and to be a witness to | | | | John, Chapter 8:58 The Bible, Gospel of Mark, |
| this great event. It's suppose to be a privilege, but... | | | | Chapter 10:15 (That's A.M. EST) |
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| "Why could He not have been 'Chosin'?" (One of my | | | | E = mc²: A Biography of the World's Most |
| Links) | | | | Famous Equation David Bodanis Einstein in Love: A |
| | | | Scientific Romance Dennis Overbye Dear Professor |
| Meanwhile, I AM, back at HIS?HER?ITS? Castle, is | | | | Einstein: Albert Einstein's Letters to and from Children |
| doing some quick math. | | | | Alice Calaprice (Editor), Foreword by Evelyn Einstein |
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| With not even a moment for thought, Mrs. Smith | | | | Chosin: Heroic Ordeal of the Korean War Eric M. |
| bolts from the Classroom. The children are in shock | | | | Hammel |
| because their teacher has just disappeared. Vanished! | | | | |
| Also, the Door to the Classroom has vanished! | | | | |
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| Did I AM borrow the door? | | | | THE TRIGGER: Snell lives with his wife, Jean, and |
| | | | younger Son, Steven, and their dog Blackie, in |
| They are now feeling a slight tingling in their ears, but | | | | Lexington, NC. He is a former Presbyterian USA |
| nothing more, and there is very little dust. Where is | | | | minister and has been in Network Marketing full time |
| Mrs. Smith now? | | | | since 2002. Paul, at the age of 61, has recently been |
| | | | diagnosed as Bi-Polor with A.D.D as a minor |
| Mrs. Smith is free of the building and is flying faster | | | | component. He, with the encouragement of his great |
| than Superwoman. In two seconds she is over Pilot | | | | Mentors at the PowerShift Loop, is an Advocate for |
| knob. Another five seconds, she is over West | | | | the treatment of mental illnesses - all kinds. Go, Larry |
| Virginia; another five, she is over Canada and gaining | | | | King live! |