Benny, a friend, came to Neville the previous Saturday afternoon with a written dream in which he found a garden scene and told Neville standing at a lattice all his desires, and Neville answered 'Don't desire, live it!'

Benny came home the other night and told Neville and Bill again, over Martinis, how he lifted the infant wrapped in swaddling clothes, saw its rosy cheeks, embraced it and called it "my son, my sweetheart, O my darling" before it vanished leaving only a portrait of itself in his hand; Neville waits for the 6th of March when David will call Benny Father.

Answering a question about fear of thunder and lightning, he retells a story he says he told the other day, of a mission pupil who asked the missionary whether God really cares for each of us and then asked why, in that case, he worried.

Neville reads a letter from a man newly transferred from San Francisco who had been attending only a few weeks: he dreamed of peeling the whole skin from his head and putting it back like a bag, generating light from within; and, having missed a Monday lecture and listened to a tape at a friend's house, felt two terrific blows on the right side of his head, still painful two days later.

Neville reads a letter from a woman who, ten years after first hearing him, had a vision from the top of the highest mountain in the universe in which bursts of light appeared which she knew to be Paul and then Neville, followed by a shower of golden needles penetrating her brain.

Neville reads a letter received this week from a woman who, shortly after hearing him ten years earlier, had a vision on the highest mountain in the universe of lights bursting through clouds which she named as Paul and as Neville, followed by golden needles penetrating her brain; she only understood it after his lecture the previous Monday night.

Bennie told Neville that a couple of days before the vision he had seen Neville in the spirit teaching the word of God, being asked to tell the story of Jesus and answering that it is a persistent assumption.

Neville recalls telling Benny on the 20th of October that the David experience would come on the 6th of March; Benny doubted it would come on that exact day, and later telephoned to say it happened on Wednesday — the 6th of March.

Neville reports that his friend Bennie, lying cataleptic, heard the cry of a child, felt a wind in his skull, saw a star explode from it and a child in swaddling clothes fall into his arms, and was left with a photograph of the child; Neville judges this to be the birth from above and predicts David will come to him five months later.

A lady handed Neville a letter last Friday night saying that on the previous Monday she had seen him on the platform not as Neville but as an ancient Chinese philosopher, and recalled a psychic experience years before in which an ancient Chinese in a white garment led her to a cave and broke a cocoon on a granite peak.

Neville says the same chronological order of mystical events happened to him and to his friend Bob, and so predicts the birth of David five months after Benny's experience. Neville marks Benny's vision as having happened on 20 October 1967 and predicts its fulfillment (David's coming) five months later, circa 20 March 1968 -- a forecast, not yet an established happening.

Neville reads and interprets a letter received that week from a woman who dreamed a series of dreams on successive nights — finding a watch the children called a treasure, everything she wanted on wheels, following him from lecture to lecture on an ivy-covered campus, and finally a great white house built by her father where he told her "My name is Friday"; her mother is in the audience that night.

A lady sitting on his right in the audience that night was engrafted only a few weeks earlier.

A friend asked Neville the other night where the verse about the tree in the human brain comes from.

A woman friend described to him a vision in which she lay prone on a hospital cot, asked him whether the operation was necessary, and he — appearing as her surgeon — assured her it would not hurt and implanted the word with an implement like a silver comb whose teeth were like needles.