This blog includes 52 Stories in 52 Weeks, which was done in 2007, along with some metaphysical or life lectures. There is artwork and videos, too. I started writing and drawing with two hands around the year 2001 as a mental and brain development experiment on my own brain to restructure my brain's neurons, etc. again. Simply put, using two hands to write and draw forces both sides of the brain to connect together, to become a holistic, stronger, improved brain. I hope you enjoy my blog.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Hanley's Visit To The House Of Angels (part 2)

52 Stories in 52 Weeks: ## 29 Hanley’s Visit To The House Of Angels

By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr.,'s Ambidextrous Brain + Spiritual Mind

Hanley and his family walked up to the house of angels just as they had so many times before. But it had been a few years since Hanley and his family had visited Alex, so when they walked up to the house’s front door, they noticed the angel statues on the front porch. They slightly hesitated to go further, even to knock on the door of the house of angels. Hanley began to wonder what was the meaning of the angel statues, but was he in for a big surprise.

As the Hanley family began to sit down on the custom made white leather sofas, they all looked around the television - living room, they looked around the room’s new decorations. Could speechless describe their expressions? They were waiting for the next surprise from Alex, as if the possibility that Alex had been transformed into a Holy Roller. But Alex had simply and politely asked them if they wanted something to drink. ‘Would you like some tea, or soda, or fruit juice?’

Alex walked into the kitchen on purpose, with the intent on letting Hanley and his family eyes roam the room’s angel statues and posters and prints, and signs, and the other new posters and prints on the walls. When Alex bought in the tea for Hanley and his wife, and fruit juice for their kids, he noticed that they were calmer, but still nervous. Alex pretended as if the walls and the room had not changed at all. Of course, he had grown accustomed to the new decorations, but he was beginning to feel Hanley and his family’s silent message of slight disapproval.

But Alex knew why they would feel strange in such a room or a house. Hanley and his wife were born and raised in a country that did not believe in any god, nor did they ever worship any kind of god. They were born and raised in a godless society because government and culture did not allow any kind of supernatural worship because their government wanted to control the minds, bodies, and lives of the billions of people who lived in their home country. There were no churches or Bibles or sects of supernatural ideas. Yet, there was enough rice for everyone to eat.

Some people might argue that by not believing in any kind of god is a good thing because if nobody knows what god is, then they would be believing in something that might not be real, only a figment of the human mind’s imagination. They would be risking in believing in a false god, like the people of hundreds, thousands, and millions of years ago. Some people might argue that was a good thing because if people believed in the wrong concept of God, their human decisions would be based on a wrong premise. Like when the Maya and the Aztecs sacrificed animals and even people (84,000 people in 4 days ) for their religious ceremonies and rituals, based on the false belief that they were making their non-existent sky gods happy. On the other hand, in the modern age of information, when people have the opportunity to think about God, to study about God, read about God, they should use that freedom to search for the spiritual Truth, instead of just lazily believing whatever religious people tell them to believe. Humans should not be religious robots.

Hanley’s five year old son walked over to an angel statue and he touched it. He giggled as he moved his finger from the head down to its nose. Hanley’s older daughter Alisa asked Alex, ‘Why did you buy all of those different angel statues?’ Alex smiled at Alisa as he responded, ‘There are so many reasons for the angel statues. But these angel statues represent other realms and creatures that we can not see with our human brain, but which we can see with our mental eyes.’

Alisa asked Alex, ‘What do you mean by that?’

Alex said, ‘Well, many people would laugh at the angel statues, as if angel creatures do not exist, but it is a very simple fact that the human brain can not see everything that exists. If it could, then we would not need microscopes and telescopes to enhance and enlarge the very small and the very large far away places of the universe. As a matter of fact, the physical scientists know that we can only see a very small part of the whole universe, of what exists. But you might learn more about that in your science class. But just ask your dad.’

Hanley had a Ph.D. in astrophysics. He had a great deal of knowledge of the seen and unseen universe before the human brain’s eyes, but Alex knew that Hanley did not believe in angels or other creatures that we can not see with our brain. Or maybe he did? As Hanley and his wife started to talk to other people in the house, his kids walked out to the backyard to feed the fish in Alex’s pond.

Alex handed some fish food to the children. They laughed as they tossed the fish food into the pond. Alex said Alisa, ‘What do you think the fish see when they see you toss fish food into the pond?’ Alisa looked down to the fish and she looked up at Alex, ‘They see our skin.’ Alex said, ‘Stated simple enough. But do you think they know anything about our minds or lives or even the universe of stars and galaxies?’ Alisa looked up towards and sky and she responded with, ‘I guess not.’ Alex said, ‘I guess not too, but they know that "the creatures" outside the water gave them food. And they know that we are creatures above the water. Now what would happen if a creature above our sense of matter, space, and time gave us a gift, when we could only see part of the gift or the hand that have us the gift?’

Alisa giggled and then laughed.

A seagull landed in Alex’s backyard, but there were other seagulls flying overhead. Alex sat down in a chair and he pointed up towards the circling seagulls. He asked Alisa, ‘What do you see when you see a seagull flying in the sky?’ Alisa responded, ‘I see winds and feathers.’ Alex replied to Alisa, ‘What do you imagine they are seeing when they are flying high above us and the ground?’ Alisa said, ‘They see everything! Like the houses and cars and trees and people’s backyards.’

Alex stated, ‘That is a good beginning. But what do you think they experience; compared to us on the ground?’ Alisa stood silent as she wondered about the question. ‘Well, they are flying and we are not.’ Alex replied, ‘Ok. So they experience flight and speed and time and space different than us. Isn’t that correct?’ Alisa said, ‘Sure.’ Alex looked up towards the sky and he said to Alisa, ‘Would you like to play a mind game.’ Alisa said, ‘Ok.’ Alex sat on the ground next to Alisa and he said, ‘Let us look up towards those flying seagulls and pretend that we are flying on their backs. In other words, they are like flying horses with wings, and we are riding on their backs; we get to experience flight and speed and space and maybe even time just as they do; in a way that is.’

Alisa looked up towards the sky, so did Alex. Alex had played this game before. He had imagined what it would be like to ride on the wings of seagulls as they rose higher and higher in the sky, leaving earth behind as it become smaller and smaller and smaller, until it disappeared for good. Alex had thought was it was like for the seagulls mind to fly so high that all they could see was clouds. What were they thinking and wondering then, as they flew away from earth to heavenly realms of flight?

Alex knew that Alisa had probably never been in an airplane, so her growing mind was painting a picture with total imagination. Alex had not only flown in a plane, he was once a student pilot, so he had felt the joy of turning an airplane to the right and to the left, and up and down. Alex looked at Alisa as he said, ‘Now, wonder what it would be like to fly on the wings of angels, higher and higher into new realms that we know nothing about.’ Alisa did not say a word as Alex said, ‘Angels that can disappear and reappear with or without wings.’

Hanley walked into the backyard as he asked, ‘What are you guys doing?’ Alisa said, ‘We are imagining what it would be like to ride on the backs of seagulls and angels.’ ‘Really?’ responded Hanley. ‘Why would you want to do to that?’ Alex looked at Hanley and he responded with, ‘Why, I am surprised that you would ask that question, Hanley. Don’t you have PhD in astrophysics?’ ‘You know I do.’ stated Hanley.

‘Do you recall Albert Einstein’s thought experiment of riding on the back of a light wave?’ Hanley answered with, ‘Sure I do.’ Alisa asked, ‘What is a light wave dad?’ Hanley proudly answered, ‘If you look at a light wave as a particle, then it would travel through the universe at the speed of 186,282.397 miles per seconds, or about one foot per nanosecond in a total vacuum. Albert Einstein wondered what it be like if he rode on the back of a light wave.’

Alex kick in, ‘We are wondering what it would be like to rode on the back of a seagull and of angels, if they had wings because we can use our God given gift of wondering.’ Alisa kick in with, ‘How do you know there are angels?’ Alisa’s dad smiled at Alex, as if that was a trick question he would have asked if he had the guts to do it.

Alex returned Hanley’s proud grin with a smile as he responded with, ‘There are many ways to know if something exists or not? Right Hanley?’ Hanley’s proud smile disappeared quickly, as he replied with a soft yes. Alex said, ‘We can use logic or intuition and we can use experimentation to learn what we do not know. We can even learn from others; from other people with great minds and we can also learn from the angels if we have open minds too. We can even intelligently pray and wonder about questions we do not know.’

Alisa yelled out, ‘Are they here now?’

Alex said they are all around me, even if they are not here in this world; they are in their worlds where they can look down on us like we look down on the fishes. Or they can be here, there, everywhere. The angels live in another dimension or universe, right next door to us.’ Alex started to laugh out loud because he made a little joke, but it was not really a joke. He had not expressed that it way before now.

Alisa said, ‘Can you show us?’

Alex said, ‘Well, let see if we can try a trick or two for you.’

Alex folded his hand together into the praying position and he closed his eyes. Everyone became silent. Alex’s mind consciously transformed into a direct line of communication with the his next door neighbors called angels, (or advance creatures ). Alex knelt down on one knee and he put both hands high into the air, with one finger extended out, like a stick. With his eyes still closed, a hummingbird appeared and flew onto one finger, while a very large yellow butterfly appeared and landed on the other finger. Alex’s body began to glow with invisible bright light.

He looked up towards the sky and he said, ‘Thanks.’

The hummingbird and butterfly disappeared and Alisa yelled out, ‘Wow dad, did you see that?’ Alex rose up from his one knee kneeling position and he said, ‘Wow, that was fun. I just love it when that happens, don’t you?’ Hanley said, ‘It looks like you have a PhD in angels.’ Alex simply replied, ‘I do not know if I have earned a PhD in angels, but maybe one day.’

In a simple heartbeat, the clouds formed in the sky, and they began to shape into a large head with the smooth curve of wings. The three of them stood still as the cloud’s head developed eyes and a mouth and then it flapped its wings. It opened its mouth and it blew down towards the earth. In one magical moment, the wind blew onto the earth. The head smiled and an eye winked; then in one big poof, it disappeared.

Alex wrapped his hand around Alisa’s head and he said, ‘We hope you liked the show.’

As they walked into the house of angels, Hanley’s wife asked them, ‘What have you been doing in the backyard?’ Alisa answered, ‘Alex has been teaching us about angels.’ Alisa’s mom said, ‘Really now. What did he do?’ Alisa responded, ‘Well, there was a hummingbird and a butterfly and even a cloud.’ Alisa’s mom laughed, but she stopped laughing when Hanley nonchalantly said, ‘It was quite a show.’ ‘Oh.’ was all Hanley’s wife could exclaim.

Alex stated, ‘I will return in a moment.’ Alex entered his special room to find a special gift for Alisa. He opened a cabinet to find a silver necklace with a Raphael wondering cherub face on a silver pendent. ‘This should help Alisa remember her first day of angelic experiences, and maybe later on for her angelic memories. Alex walked back to the living room and he told Alisa that he had a surprise for her. He told Alisa to turn around and close her eyes. He slipped the necklace around her neck and he clipped the necklace closed. ‘You can open your eyes now.’

Alisa opened her eyes and she ran to the bathroom to look into the mirror. She ran back to the living room, with a very wide smile on her face. She walked up to her father and mother and held the necklace away from her neck, so her parents would see it. Alisa’s parents smiled as they said thanks to Alex for his kindness. Alisa’s bother looked onto the party with a bit of sadness. Alex quickly noticed Alisa’s bother’s sadness, so he stood up and he found a simple story book for him. Alex showed the book to Hanley and his wife before he handed the book to Alisa’s little brother. Hanley’s wife stated, ‘Angels Among Us. A collection of inspiring true angels stories. (ISBN 0-8163-1792-5)

Hanley stood up as the said, ‘Well it is time for us to go. Thanks for everything. Hanley and his wife and Alisa and her bother said good-bye to everyone before they walked into their car and they drove away. Later that night, Hanley and his wife and Alisa and her bother went to sleep. They were tired from the visit at, so they had all went to sleep early. As they closed their eyes, to rest from their bodies and from their earthly lives, they began to enter into their sub-conscious minds, to travel into another world away from the limitations of the human mind’s concept of space and time.

Sleepy and then dreamy, off into their dream worlds, but tonight it was different. They were in Alex’s backyard, sitting on the chairs at the table, having tea and fruit juice. Alex had become a very old man, with a long white beard, and gold rim glasses. He slowly walked with a brown wooden cane. He sat down on a chair as he had millions of time before. He was at home.

But Alisa wished for another trick. Hanley heard her wish in the dream state, so he stood up and he lifted his cane over his head, as if to form a cross or a T. He closed his eyes and he held onto the cane. A moment arrived when the clouds became dark and then the sky. Old Alex looked up towards the darken sky and he said out loud, ‘Dear Almighty One, maker of heaven and earth. You have given me a good life, full of adventures beyond all human expectations. This moment has arrived for Hanley and his wife and Alisa and her brother to witness, as a testimony that the house of angels was more than a house full of angel statues and angel pictures of one sort or another. It was more than a house of signs of life and love; that it was more than a house of wishful thinking and hopeful dreams. This moment is a moment for them to remember that one house on the earth could be filled with God’s angels, instead of the humanistic animal desires that fill the billions of other houses on planet earth.

Old Alex opened his eyes wide and he looked down to the table as he stated, ‘Remember me and this moment, to overcome all of your doubts and fears of death and of angels. He winked at Alisa. But then he closed his eyes in complete silence. With the cane still lift high above his head, he lifted up his other hand and said, ‘It is time.’ He put his free hand on the cane. The sky became darker and darker until it became the blackest of black. A yellow hole opened up in the black sky’s cover. The yellow light flowed down to Old Alex’s backyard, straight down to Old Alex. Alex was lit up by the huge flashlight from above the black sky. Within the darken air around the Old Alex, two winged creatures appeared above Alex. Their bodies were glowing bright shades of bright blue and green and red, while their feathers were brighter whites and yellows. Their wings were long and wide, but they were not flapping. The air had become still and silent, as if death had filled the air and the land, by making all creatures dead with fear.

Instead, the winged creature’s claws hooked onto Old Alex’s cane, and they lifted Alex from the ground. The two winged creatures twirled Alex in a circle a few times before they lifted him higher and higher into the dark sky. The two winged creatures lifted Old Alex through the flow of light, into the sky’s hole of yellow light. The sky returned to its normal daytime light blue with its white clouds, while Hanley and his wife and Alisa and her brother all said out loud, ‘WOW!’

They all woke up from the dream simultaneously, with a new sense of angels and of life and even of Alex. But more importantly, they awoke with a new sense of their own infinite possibilities of eternal life in God’s multi-dimensional universe.

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When I was in college studying International Economics/Finance, I was also wondering how to develop a more powerful brain. So in 2001,I began a very specialized ambidextrous brain exercise program, for two hours per day,for many years. Those brain exercise began with me writing out words,mostly verbs, with both hands in different patterns.That developed into dual handed sentence writing to longer stories and dual handed drawing exercises.Details are for future books.I did these two hour brain workouts as a personal experiment to restructure my brain's neurons for the purpose of making my brain stronger for writing and language development; for logically creative storying writing.As far as I know, I am the only person in the course of history to have developed these ambidextrous hand/brain exercises.The purpose of these ambidextrous brain exercises is to strenghten both sides of the brain for language skills development, and to connect both sides of the brain together for language skills development. There is a very logical neurological reason for using two hands to write and draw as brain exercises. I also draw with both hands. 52 Stories is my testament!