So let me share with you a story (the lady is here tonight). We will not go back into the many things that preceded this one thing, because it would confuse you if I took all the little symbolisms that preceded it. Well here, she found herself in vision and here is a train, a very long train. Then came a ladder and the ladder descended into a very dark cavern, and she peered into this depth and saw this blackness. She imagined herself aboard the train. She desired to be on that train, and so you simply imagined “I am on that train” and the minute she boarded that train it took off at an incredible speed. While it was moving up and up, she wondered about her destiny, and a voice said, “It will not be long.” Then she came out into light, startling light, a world of pinnacles, all pinnacles. Then a light penetrated her brain. It seemed to be pie shaped, which I would take from her language to be, I would say, triangular, and it penetrated her skull. Then came as the light penetrated the vision of a very tall, tall chair, from the back. Then she felt herself standing in the front of the chair, and seated in this chair is this great, great being. She said, “I cannot tell you the feeling that immersed me in love when I looked at this being. I cannot describe the sound of his voice, but he said one word to me and that word was ‘babe.’ Then I felt so small and so young in this immensity of love and these pinnacles. And then I asked, ‘What shall I do? What shall I do?’ And then, again something in me clicked and I heard a voice say and I saw what it said—it not only spoke but what it said appeared in script before me, and it said, ‘Record it.’ Then I saw you in the distance. You were far off in the distance, and I said, ‘Why, that is Neville.’ This being, seated in the chair, began to describe you in the most endearing, possessing terms as he spoke of you in this loving, tender, endearing terms. Then he said these words, ‘He is my resurrection.’ Then this statement was picked up by invisible voices and echoed and re-echoed and re-echoed all the way down time. And then I woke.”447 ¶6