So there is in this scenario an arrangement whereby somebody either does or does not know that somebody else is replacing them in the workplace or marital bed for a period, and does or does not control the experience. I'll give two examples. Mathew Ridge is playing a game of rugby league, and says "anybody can play half a game for me, but must look and play like me, and must play the full half". Alternatively he can say, "I am replacing David Beckham for the evening in the bed of Posh Spice (Victoria Beckham), and he can wait untill I am finished".
I remind you these are fictitious scenarios until any of the players involved confirms the details. I believe I have already identified the "Boss" who was my Uncle Buster Kramer-Walter, Grandmaster in the Te Puke Freemason's Lodge, who has now been replaced by a Maori man for the first time. He is now Abel Tapsel and his father lives next to the old surf club building in Maketu. He visits at odd weekends.
Journal of Crime and Punishment-Religion 24th August 2014
Firstly I must apologise because my access to this site is about to be restricted due to Guardian Trust's failure to pay my telephone account. It is now $400 in arreas, meaning it hasn't been paid for about four months, and there is an additional $100 reconnection fee to get it reinstated, despite my claims on the software piracy pages http://whitechapel.yolasite.com/cpj-software.php SOFTWARE PIRACY
This story will have to be told first, and edited afterwards, but it may not happen for some time. In the mean time I have written to my business partners the Royal Family with the details of my business proposition- to become internet providers to 600 million customers in Europe, and I have already written to the British Prime Minister informing him that 100 pounds is owing to me on every copy of the (Firefox ) web browser distributed, 20 pounds of which is VAT tax.
Where do we start? Excuse me if I repeat myself, it is because I don't want readers who come in in the middle of the story to get the wrong impression. There are two things to remember.
1. This is a fictional account, because nothing can be proven, and real names are only used to give the story real meaning.
It concerns the life of Jesus, the greatest man who ever lived, and a man who died to save sinners. He was innocent, and although we don't know it, God is real, and the past is real. It is not something we can make real by our faith, it is as real as any physical object. The other thing is that anybody who I nominated as being myself (David Beckham, p 23) is somebody who I was in a previous life, therefore God knew before I was born, everything which occurred during their life time, because it was real, even though the rest of it hasn't happened yet. This is what makes Jesus different from the rest of us (you).
We should start with a girl I went to high school with, who is married. For a while at the end of my seventh form year she was my girlfriend, although that part of my life isn't clear. Helen became an architect, as I had assumed I would, and married. Imagine that in 1991 I stayed with my friend Gavin and his wife Heather Chapman, and that their children, Nicola and Mark are the same people as Hellen and her husband. Why should we? Because it is possible, if God wills it, for us to be born into another body before we have finished living this life. Fortunately it has never happened to me, but I believe it has happened to the son of my cousin Phillip Walter, Kris, who has another life as commissioner of Police Peter Doone. They are completely different people, but have the same soul, meaning that they can't inhabit the two different bodies at the same time, being in either one or the other. Why do I believe this is possible? Because I (as Jesus, in a previous life, not as me in this one) sat a calculus exam for Kris when he was in high school, and failed it because he wanted to become a doctor of medicine, and I didn't want him to. Kris is a nice boy and a good kid, and has his science degree, and is stillin school, (university). How does Heather feel about the fact that Nicola and Mark are actually Hellen and her husband? How does she feel about the fact that a brother and sister are legally married? Helen told me once over dinner with her husband that she would divorce him and marry me. I didn't really believe her, because why would she marry him if she loved me, and it was an offer too good to be true, which is why I didn't think it was. But can a pegnancy be for nothing? Why would a woman go to the trouble of becomming pregnant, if her children could simply change shape at will? Surely it would be unnecessary, and a waste of time. Why would God will it? Why would I will it? Does this type of power, the power to predict the path of a person's life surprise you?
In 1981 for a short while I went out with a woman named Mardie Rhodes. At that time I had just broken up with my girlfriend of .over a year, Mandy McFarlan, after she refused to marry me. I think I asked her, and she said Nope, so I said OK, but I was pretty disappointed at the time, but more about her later.
At that time, in 1981 I was editing a magazine in Seattle, and working at the same hospital as Mardie. We started going out, and then my father became ill with kidney failure and I had to return to New Zealand. Again, I cam back to Seattle after my father died, and I would have married Mardie, but I was too poor, and she was in a relationship with the son of one of the doctors at the hospital. I believe he was a doctor too. His father was a member of the Oddfellows Lodge. Mardie's parents visited Seattle (from New York?) when I was there, but I didn't meet them. At that time I didn't believe in God. I only started believing in God once I had completed my thesis in 19983, about the unified field theory, (Protons and Neutrons are Atoms?) Mardie's parents had met in Japan immediately after the war. He was a Journalist, and she was Japanese. They had returned to live in the United States. It was only years later, after I had lost contact with Mardie, that I ealized I had been her father in a previous life. Mardie talked about four lawyers. I wondered how many other lives she has, and I remember her from previous lives as well, one of them very early in India, maybe all teh way back at the introduction of elephants into the country, at the time of early sanscrit and the Just So stories. She had two sons with Doug Nelson, one who looked like her, and one who looked like him.
Mandy lived in Phoenix Arizona and we met at Evergreen State College in about Easter of 1977. Her parents had lived in New York, on long Island, but had moved to Phoenix, and she had gone to school in Olympia where I showed up. I had to link up with Dale Crouse, a computer genius, and somebody I realized in 1991, when I went to Japan, who I had known as a woman in a former life in Japan. I also realized later that I had been Mandy'smother's father, because he had built the house they lived in if Phoenix, (one of them) on North Moonlite Way, in a gated community.
My father had worked as a shepherd in Gisborne in the 1920's and early 30's. Another shepherd had a black labridor dog, who he mistreated, although it was a very good dog. It ran away because he kicked it 10 feet in the air, and dad offered the man five pounds (about 10 week's wages) for it if it came back. It did, and the man tried to change the deal, but the money had already changed hands. God told me that I would have to be this dog, and I agreed, but told him that I would have to live in a house at night, and not in a dog kennel. That was teh house in phoenix wher Mandy's parents lived, although he r mother had lived in Steamboat Springs Colerado for a while. Tim,my father had that dog again when I was young, and it was a good worker. more