Robert Hall

Consider reading “Mutant Message Down Under.” The author is Marlo Morgan, non-fiction. I read it years ago and still utilize a prayer it taught me. She was a healthcare professional and did a lot of charitable work for the Aborigines in Australia.  After several years, she was given an honor never offered. The Aborigines asked her to come to an awards ceremony. She flew to Australia and drove hours out into the vast desert  to meet them. The first thing they did was burn her clothes, wallet, credit cards and have her dress as they do. The Chief offered her a great honor, to live with them for 3 moons, which is 3 months, in the desert. She accepted and after the first day of walking, had second thoughts. Her feet were bloodied and blistered as she was barefoot. The ladies put some natural salves on which healed better than any pharmaceutical would have. She was walking the next day with no pain, her feet became very calloused.

What she witnessed was astounding. They communicate via telepathy. She had been a moon in when the chief unusually stopped the tribe. He had received a message in his mind. The hunter had  become ill after killing a kangaroo. He asked permission to cut off the tail so it would be lighter to carry. After several days  he came into camp with the tailless kangaroo and was very sick. Two weeks later a man  fell off a 30 foot cliff and shattered the femur in his leg. The largest bone in the body had broken through his skin and was snapped in two. Marlo witnessed what the tribe healer did. After administering the same salve, she placed her hands around the injury. Astonishingly an energy of light came from her hands to the fracture and the bone mended together with the skin covering over. The very next day he was walking normally as if nothing had happened. The exact same injury happened to me, I was in orthopedics for 3 months and off work a year. She observed many other astounding occurrences that left her amazed with how spiritual they are. The entire tribe has a deep connection with the Divine thus explaining the miracles she witnessed. The Aborigines own no property or homes. They’re  extremely healthy and live very long lives. The society experiences no wars or crime. They have no prisons, no hospitals,  no governments and no drug problems. They refer to us as mutants because we live soft, sheltered lives with little or no interest in God. 

What I thankfully learned was how they pray. Every morning they petition, “Great Spirit, for my highest good and the highest good of all, please help us find substance to survive.” They live in the middle of a vast and desolate desert. 

Fifteen years ago my unemployment had ended. I was forced into bankruptcy and lost two properties. I had to rent and after two years the owner informed me I must move because the rental was being sold. My credit rating was shattered because of the bankruptcy thus I could not find any rental complex to approve me. I was desperate and had just finished reading Mutants. I thought OK, let's try this. I prayed, “Holy Spirit, for my highest good and the highest good of all, please find me a job and a place to live.” That very day, I found a job and a place to live.  Please understand and pray from the heart. The Holy Spirit knows what you truly need. If you pray for a new car, I doubt anything will happen. I recently started a nightly prayer, especially when my mind is churning. I pray, “Holy Spirit, for my highest good and the highest good of all, please grant perfection in listening to the Sacred Silence between my thoughts.” Try this. You may not immediately experience what I do, but you will  find yourself asking fewer  questions and a growing awareness of God's Infinite Love and Peace. 

A peaceful mind is no small gift. Remember, God is changeless and loves you the same today as the moment you were born. Our growing awareness is a great blessing, a miracle. As we learn to love ourselves because we were created by love we start extending unconditional love to others. Always give to those in need, expecting nothing in return. A growing peaceful mind should also be extended by never becoming upset. When another strikes you either physically or verbally, they expect you to strike back. When you don’t, you’ll really upset their mental apple cart because you’re doing the exact opposite of what they expected. Just maybe, if they’re on the receiving end down the road, they’ll act differently remembering your response. This is what Jesus referred to as turning the other cheek. The Aborigines enjoy extremely peaceful lives because of their strong and unwavering faith in God. I learned a great deal from Marlo’s manuscript and the wisdom shared has increased my quality of life.

If you consider the ramifications of these Eternal Truths, you may find yourself being astounded with the absolute perfection of what is being unfolded. 

I surely am. For countless thousands of years, philosophers, educators, clergy, scientists, poets, scholars, and mystics have been searching for the true meaning of life. How extremely fortunate we are, in 2024 to have access to the two greatest spiritual manuscripts ever written. “A Course In Miracles” by Helen Schucman and “The Disappearance Of The Universe” by Gary Renard. I have written about and studied these magnificent writings for over fifteen years, and still learn something new almost every day. I have found nothing in these manuscripts that is not logically true.

Taking everything to a rational conclusion, we will all eventually evolve into Co-Creator God Consciousness Beings. Now if this isn’t the most Beautiful Truth you’ve ever read, I certainly don’t know what is. God Is. Bob  Website

Jonathan Livingston Seagull is a book by Richard Bach that tells the story of a seagull named Jonathan who is on a journey to perfect his flying skills. The book contains many spiritual themes and ideas, and readers may find similarities between its teachings and those of A Course In Miracles. Jonathan Livingston Seagull was written in 1970. The little manuscript became a New York Times bestseller. 

As a young gull, Johnathan did what every other gull did. All day, every day, he would fight other gulls to get the fish scraps thrown off the boats. As he grew older, he’d had enough, there must be a better way to live than this. He started practicing flying. Every day as he practiced more and more, he became quite fast. The other gulls thought he was very strange, and he became an outcast. This didn't matter to Johnathan, at all. He practiced wing trim, spin dives, tail dives and advanced aerodynamics for a bird. He broke the sound barrier and because of his great speed he could dive very deep and capture the best fish. He could also fly very high for tasty insects. He lived to a ripe old age and one day a baby gull flew into his path. He swerved and flew into a cliff at a very high speed. He died. Next, the Great Gull was standing beside him and said, “Well Johnathan, your method of leaving time was a little abrupt, let's continue your training.” He reached the point of thinking of being somewhere and instantly he was there. 

This is my take on this beautiful story.  All of his life, Johnathan strove to achieve perfection in flight. Because of his dedication, he ate better and lived better than all the other gulls. I happen to be a Christian, and I feel this is analogous to a Christian’s life. A little side note, I am a Christian of a different color. I don’t believe Jesus died for my sin to save me from an eternal hell which does not exist. I have and continue to live my life by the standards he set. He lived a perfect life. His only enemies were the religious hierarchy. He was caring, kind, generous, truthful, helpful, forgiving, honest and loving. As we strive to achieve perfection in these traits, we, like Johnathan, live better. If everyone alive today, all 8 billion of us, would simply live by, “Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.”; here's what would happen. We would have no more wars, prisons, poverty, crime, or homelessness. We would have no need for locks or passwords. Doing just that.Think about it, it's true.  Bob

Let’s say you’re an African mother living in the jungle in the year 1694. You’ve been with your man 17 years and have 4 children. You work hard and are 48 years old. Not easy raising 4 children and a sometimes childish husband in this sweltering hot environment. All in all, life is good for you, and you laugh much more than you cry. 

One day, some white folks come into your village who are missionaries. They seem like nice people who have great food and smile a lot.They begin explaining about some man named Jesus who lived thousands of years ago. They tell you he walked on water, the blind could see, the deaf could hear, the paralyzed could walk, he raised the dead, and after he was hung on a cross to die, he raised himself 3 days later. Now these well-meaning people tell you he died for your sins, and you must believe this, or you’re going to eternal hell. You ask, “What is sin?” They tell you. “What is hell?” They tell you. You go to bed that night thinking this newfound information is a little absurd. This whole stuff sounds pretty out there to you. Who on earth came up with all this? You’ve lived a hard life but a good one. You have no enemies, many friends, loving children and a good hardworking and caring husband. Why on earth did these people tell you about this Jesus person? You’ve made some mistakes but now you’ve been informed these are sins. When you had asked what this sin stuff is about, they informed you that you’ve sinned against God. You asked, “What’s God?” They explain God had made you. You had thought all this time that your parents had made you. Also, this God who you have never seen is furious with you and is going to send you to a place of unending pain and misery. Forever. However, you’ve been told some good news. All you have to do is believe in Jesus, who died for the sin you didn’t know you had done. So, now you’re thinking, this God sent His only son to earth and commanded him to endure torture, suffering, and death? You don’t want anything to do with any of this nonsense. You had even begun to feel guilty about mistakes you were informed were sins. You had never felt guilty before and certainly do not appreciate the feeling. You truly like these kind-hearted missionaries and are a good judge of character. You never lie and always tell the truth. The minister asks you if you believe in Jesus. You tell him you’d rather not, as you were doing better before thinking about their so-called truths. They left. 

For several years you had been somewhat angry with the missionaries because they had disrupted your peaceful mind. You had started discussing this issue with their God after they had taught you how to pray. You understood the concept of forgiveness because you’d certainly forgiven your husband and children countless times over the years. To your astonishment when you told God you’d forgiven these folks, a feeling of amazing joy and peace briefly enveloped you and vanished. Over the next decade you and God became quite close, and you considered Him your best friend. You knew God understands your unchanged feelings about the sin issue and the death of Jesus. Years later, you reach the nice old age of 94 and die in your sleep. 

Where are you now? Atheists will say “in the dirt”. Born again Christians, “Eternal Hell.” I  feel the atheists have a much better response. A third glorious answer, “Enjoying the magnificent perfection and love of Heaven, forever.” Bob

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Bob Hall hates his name, say it out loud, and you’ll understand why, sounds really stupid. He’s changing his name to Wentworth Wellington Hall, this will instill awe and respect in others. Wentworth was starting to feel unusually strange because the extremely powerful psychedelics were kicking in. He wasn’t quite certain if taking 50 hits of Grateful Dead LSD, a huge ball of Magic Psilocybin Mushrooms and Very Pure DMT at the same time was the grandest idea he’d ever had. He’ll find out sooner rather than later. Massive earthquakes started shaking the house, yard, and street. The sky turned purple, and the pouring rain was green. He just saw a ten-foot tall orange lady with a tail and mustache riding a skateboard. Superman was powerless and running from a kryptonite moose with white wings. Suddenly his living room phased, shifted and exploded into absolute total complete unending darkness. He heard what he thought was him saying, “Bob Hall, you have now entered into the state of complete nothingness, and you will vanish from your own awareness. Forever. 

Oh no, Bob Hall, you've finally overdosed on too many drugs and are having a brain aneurysm. Wait a minute, I’m Wentworth and not stupid Bob Hall, he can die if that’s what he wants. I need a beer, but it’s so damn dark I can’t figure out where the refrigerator is.” The Beatles are singing that they want to hold his hand. “This sounds like a glorious idea if they’re singing from my kitchen”. They stopped playing, and Pink Floyd is saying he’s comfortably numb. “Damn right, because I’m Wentworth, and enjoying the grandest of names”. A distant ship on the horizon and his hands that felt like two balloons are telling him his beer is in the washing machine covered in red ice. “That’s nice if there are no mice covered in pizza.” He’s got to find his beer to stop this stupid brain aneurysm from killing Bob Hall, after all, he couldn't help it for being so dumb. “Why is it so damn dark?” Instantly, he heard, “Because you don’t exist.” Kansas is telling him he’s dust in the wind. “Fine, settle my dust on the washing machine, so I can drink 9 or 10 beers to save that idiot Bob Hall. Wait a moment, how can dust drink?”

There’s a gigantic expansion of brilliant pure light. He’s standing in a library holding his cell phone. “Oh great, now I’ve got to find my washing machine while figuring out how to leave a library.” For a most critical reason, Wentworth remembered that crazy Bob Hall had never set up his voicemail. Dialing in, he recorded his brilliant message, “If you’re calling for Bob, I’m now Wentworth. I’m over there and not here, so when I return here from there I’ll leave again if it’s raining. I left there some time ago and became lost getting here, so I returned there to remember here. I think. It’s sunny, and I’m going bowling, so I won’t get skin cancer. If you’re there when I find the route from my there to you here.Your stupid call is extremely unimportant to me, so I’ll return the call as quickly as possible when I go there from here. Hello for now.”  

Someone, somewhere, said it’s time to read a book. “What? I’ll read a book titled “How To Stop A Brain Aneurysm From Killing A Idiot In A Library Looking For His Beer In A Washing Machine.” A different someone explained that his beer was really in the bedroom dresser and was getting warm. “This cannot be happening, warm beer makes me vomit, looks like Bob Hall is going to die. Oh well, no big deal, he doesn't have any friends anyway because he’s stupid. Are all these books laughing at me? Why is the floor on the ceiling? What is the purpose of air? Do fish drown? Are all birds really robots spying on me? Do animals talk in English amongst themselves? Is the moon really an alien satellite? Can I walk in the sun? All the known universe is on the head of a pin in another dimension? Why do I have so many questions and receive absolutely no answers? How can my body be experiencing all this when it’s nothing but dust? Is God real? I hear a powerful Yes in my heart’s mind and have received a certain and truthful answer. Finally!”

BAA AAM!  “Or was this a small knock?  Why are they tearing down the library?” Now he’s looking at Gladimere, the friend who put the idea in his head that Bob Hall was an idiotic name. His one buddy says, “Jesus H. Christ, your one eye open and one closed make you look like an insane maniac.”  “Yes? However, my middle name isn’t H for Herbert and my last name is not Christ, my name is Jesus of Nazareth. Gladimere, why is Robert thinking he is standing in his living room with a warm beer and saying something about a library, although he’s dust in the wind looking for a book he must read?”  “I have no idea, he must be going through another of his insane tripping experiences.”  

Wentworth looked at Jesus, who became a composite of Elvis and John Lennon, and asked, “Who did you say my name is?” “Robert”“ I like that better than Wentworth, can you help me find my beer in my dresser before it gets any warmer? I really don’t enjoy being dust. How will I be able to drink my beer to save Bob Hall?” Jesus who is now Elton John exclaims,” Tiny dancer, I don’t know if the yellow brick road leads to your bedroom, but I’ll ask God for specific instructions.” Gladimere now wonders why Bob is talking to himself and Elton John Jesus about his name being Robert who has turned from dust to a tiny dancer and is on the yellow brick road to find the warm beer in his bedroom dresser so he won’t have a brain aneurysm. He’s sorry he ever knocked on the door and decides he must leave before his brain implodes. “Bye Bob”. “My name is not Bob, it's Robert, and I look stupid in this ballerina skirt.” “Sorry man, I’ll visit you if you end up catatonic in a mental institution, I must leave. Now!” 

Bob Wentworth who is now Robert is looking at Elton John Jesus and is wondering why he’s smiling.  “You think this is funny? I enjoyed being a man, not a little girl, but at least I’m no longer dust. I must find my warming beer to save Bob Hall, who thankfully is now Robert Hall.” “Yes, this is funny, you’re really standing in your front yard talking to a tree.  I have some duties in Heaven and must leave also. I’m like Gladimere and you need to stop believing your insane ego mindset.” “Ok, Elton John Jesus, leave, but thank you so very much for telling me my name is Robert.” “You’re welcome.” 

Robert realizes he is talking to a tree. His mailbox starts singing “Wait a minute Mr. Postman”, the neighbor's dog turns into a Zebra, a passing car transforms into a boat pulling a skier that’s a cow, swat teams are invading numerous homes, the grass grows ten feet and the entire neighborhood starts flooding. “What is going on, I’m back in the library gazing at a librarian ?” I must ask her some questions.”  The librarian is looking at this strange man with a warm beer in his hand wearing no shoes with one sock. “Miss, I have a question. The woman is somewhat perplexed and has no words. “This is real simple, I need a book titled,“ My Brief Discussion With Elton John Jesus.”  In this magnificent book I’ll understand why I first came to this library looking for my alcohol in a washing machine, when the warm beer was really in my dresser drawer, and why I was actually talking to a tree about taking out the trash before drinking 25 beers in the refrigerator where they never left to save Bob Hall who is now Robert Hall and no longer Wentworth from dying of a brain aneurysm because the idiot took way to many drugs. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?” 

Bob, who is now Robert, opens the warm beer and downs it. “Now this helps because the alcohol is telling me to calm down as Bob, who is really Robert. I understand Bob Hall is not going to die from taking too many hallucinogens and remember reading that nobody has ever died from the drugs, but have passed because they fell out of a tree when they thought they were in bed.” The librarian is starting to relax but is startled when this strange man shouts, “Jesus’s real name is Jesus of Nazareth not Jesus Christ, and he’s now talking with friends in Heaven after telling me I was talking to a tree in my front yard  while thinking I was naked. He explained I was clothed but concerned about the flooding neighborhood, a water-skiing cow, a dog Zebra eating cheese, swat teams running backwards, and other strange occurrences. My Brother explained the extremely weird and chaotic thoughts are the manifestation of my egoistic wrong, insane and lying mind. I’m beginning to recognize the absolute truth.”

                                           123 BLAST OFF

Suddenly Robert understands the most profound knowing that has ever occurred to him.” Wow! I’m not a human being. Jesus was human, but he’d completely understood that he was in actuality a Christ Being, and I am also beginning to remember I’m a Christ Being as well. All who were or who are or who will ever be will eventually recall this truth also. Guaranteed by God. We’re All One Christ Being who are One with Source.” 

The librarian witnesses something she’d never seen. This man who   moments before was a raging manic became so serene and peaceful that his eyes changed color from green to a beautiful piercing blue. “I just remembered what I’ve always known but had forgotten. We are all One in the magnificent Mind of Our Father. We’re perfect, cannot sin, and we live forever. Jesus is not to be worshiped but deeply respected because he is our Eldest Brother and life outside of Heaven is impossible. We just think we’re living on earth due to the incredible power of our minds. This is true to us even though it’s false. We’re dreaming in Heaven and will awaken from our dream of separation once we have achieved perfection in forgiveness.”  Robert went on to explain, “All the heartaches, pain, confusion, worry, anxieties, suffering, and the feeling of loss of love we experienced is because we have punished ourselves for thinking deep in our subconscious minds that we offended God. Finally, after seeing Jesus, I understand the truth that it is absolutely impossible to be separate from God in any way because we were made perfect by the One Who has always been perfect. If God made anything or anyone imperfect, Source would no longer be perfect. God is Love, and Love is the most powerful force in all creation.” 

The librarian who had always studied and loved nature immediately understood another forgotten truth. “Yes Robert, the reason animals hibernate, spiders spin webs and the birds know when to migrate and fly in a V formation is because the Love and Order of God permeates all existence, always. The seasons are for the perpetuation and growth of all life and the magnificent rain forests operate in a beautiful perfect harmony,” Astoundingly she comprehended that, “All the animal kingdom understand the Christ Mind controls everything, this is simply who they are. We humans who were gifted with free will when we came to earth forgot the truth that we are not human beings but Christ Beings and this universal law is forever true.”

Robert, whose eyes just became even bluer, exclaimed, “We’re waking up in Heaven and when fully aware we’ll know that the life we thought we had lived was simply not true and in essence a script we had written before birth. The Holy Spirit is God’s third creation after Ours and was manifested to heal Our Magnificent Mind because we thought we had separated Ourselves from I AM.” Roberts' newfound Sister said, “Finally, I comprehend my family being killed in a car crash was something I had scripted to consciously understand the immense sense of loss I felt when I mistakenly thought I had rebelled against God. I now realize this is so very true. I completely remember that loss of love or separation of any kind is eternally impossible because this is not God’s Will and God’s Will is thankfully All There Is. We are all part of God’s Mind and have never nor ever will be forgotten.”  Robert also recollects the extreme importance of forgiveness, “Ahnora, that’s my name for you even though names are no longer important, as we forgive others we are really forgiving ourselves for believing we offended the Source of all life. I am Love because I was created by Love, so are you, so is everyone. I now perceive what we are going to do for all eternity, forever and ever. We’ll be taught all that God knows. We will become who we truly are and will finally remember we are Co-Creators with God because God’s eternal nature is one of complete extension and giving. Furthermore, we’ll generate universes because Love’s primary function is to create.” 

A nanosecond later, Bob, who is Robert, is sitting at his dining room table. He understands his drug experiment is winding down, but he must write everything so he’ll read and remember these truths when no longer tripping. Jesus appears at the other end of the table and looks somehow disappointed. Robert asks, “Why the somewhat unhappy countenance?” “I was looking forward to you thinking you’d become a mule who could drive a car and was searching for a 5th of Jack Daniel's because 25 beers will not be enough to stop Bob Hall from his forthcoming demise due to brain lesions.” “I’m thankfully over the insanity of my ego and am only listening to the Holy Spirit.” Jesus, who is no longer Elton John, softly explains, “My dear Brother, I’ve been with, nurtured, protected, taught and loved you from the moment you were born. The Holy Spirit has even condensed time for you because there were no longer lessons needed to learn. Gladimere was supposed to steal from you tomorrow, however, this will not occur because you have already totally forgiven another friend who stole from you in your imagined past. I have wonderful news, Source is going to wake you up in a cosmic instant very, very soon. You have totally mastered the lesson I came to teach. Some of my very last words while dying on the cross were, “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” I said this for the benefit of those witnessing my death. The purpose being to teach the magnificent beauty of forgiveness and its extreme power. I knew the truth would be ingrained in the collective human psyche that I had forgiven even while being tortured and killed. Of course, our Father does not forgive because Source knows of nothing to forgive. I was dreaming, you are dreaming and will very soon joyfully awaken.”

 Robert, who had to stop thinking he was Bob, asked, “What is true reality like?” The beautiful reply was, “I have saved and purified the remembrance of every single act you did out of love as gifts you’ll be astounded to understand. Every time you gave to the needy, returned too much change, held open a door, gave up your place in line, turned the other cheek, let others into your home and crash on your couch. So when you forgave a perceived ended romantic relationship, went the extra mile, gave at your own expense; you unconditionally loved. You will totally understand the beauty of your loving actions. You’ll become amazed just by gazing at the perfection of a single rose. Your five senses will become perfectly enhanced. You’ll see colors you’ve never seen, hear sounds you’ve never heard, taste foods that are perfectly delicious and touch items that will change form. Smells will mysteriously be as beautiful as colors. You’ll be astounded by the experience of perfect music. The wonderful surprises of meeting friends and loved ones from your earthy dream will be unending. You’ll master flight and totally understand your real and true education is just beginning. All the pain so patiently endured in time will be nothing but a memory and forgotten. You’ll understand the harmony, purity, and similarities of the macro-verse and the micro-verse. The massively enormous and minutely small are perfect in the physics they share. Love is the Force that governs and controls all. Forever. Loss, worry, depression, anxiety, or fear will no longer exist because these false emotions have never been true. With the Holy Spirit’s guidance, you have learned what you did not want. You’ll love knowing the truth that you are a Christ Being and thankfully no longer a frail and limited human being.” 

Robert is gazing at the empty chair where Jesus had been sitting and begins fervently writing down everything he had just learned. After hours of writing, he finally collapsed into a deep sleep. Awakening, these scribbles might as well be Latin. He knew he’d learned profound eternal truths and had glimpsed at and understood Divine Wisdom. He didn’t understand that every single experience and learned truths are perfectly remembered in his subconscious. 

The 7:00 AM work alarm clock went off and Bob knew he had awakened from an absolutely beautiful and amazing dream concerning a library. He had no idea about the specifics but remembered he must return an overdue book. God Is.