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Let us begin thousands of years ago. The Egyptians believed that the perfect age to live to was well past 100. In the Third Vision, we lived very unusually long lives in the next millennium...when we were free of diseases and illnesses. Not only did we live well into our 100s, but we remained youthful and sexually active. The era of super technologies eradicated disease and illness, opening the door to the perfect age.
Tomorrow, however, we all felt very bad for allowing a Great Sin to go on in the 20th century. You see, closing out the 20th century was a swell of devastating new diseases and, even worse, the return of drug-resistant strains of old killer diseases.
Doctors were less and less able to cope with infectious diseases that achieved resistance to antibiotics. Over just a few very quick years closing out the 20th century, antibiotics became less and less effective. We were thrown back toward an ancient world in which common infections, once again, could kill us.
At first, only a single antibiotic could still stop a popular strain of staph infection that commonly spread throughout hospitals. When that lone remaining antibiotic ceased to work, a few years later, hospitals became risky places to visit. Similarly, the common strep infection also gained resistance to antibiotics. You and your children lived in increasing danger. A killer disease, tuberculosis, returned, this time to our schools, and this time common antibiotics could not stop it. Infectious diseases caught up with modern medicine. In the final year of the 20th century, Americans suffered epidemics not seen in modern times. Before the epidemics began, a Time Magazine cover story warned: "The cost of doing nothing will be millions of lives." Unfortunately, that warning was right. Millions died. Here is a brief review of that futile Time Magazine warning.
The Time Magazine cover story in the late 20th century began by reminding us how, not long ago, humanity thought that infectious diseases were rapidly becoming a thing of the past. In the 1970s, the medical world started boasting its imminent victory. And why not? Once deadly illnesses such as polio, small pox, malaria, diphtheria, pertussis, tetanus "seemed like quaint reminders of a bygone era, like Model T Fords or silent movies". And antibiotics transformed the most terrifying diseases known to mankind such as tuberculosis, syphilis, pneumonia, bacterial meningitis, and even bubonic plague into "mere inconveniences that if caught could be cured with pills or shots". Medical students were being told not to go into infectious disease, a "declining speciality". Instead, they were advised to concentrate on "real problems" like cancer and heart disease.
But, unfortunately, that era of great medical success and confidence was rapidly giving way to a new era of medical defeat and fear. The Time cover story stated, "The question ceased to be, When will infectious disease be wiped out? and became, Where will the next deadly new plague appear?" The article went on to tell us about new lethal agents emerging in Africa and South America. As population grew and man settled new parts of the world, like a new part of the Brazilian rain forest, for example, new deadly diseases spread from other animals such as monkeys to humans. As those deadly agents adapted to humans, they gained the potential for large-scale deadly pandemics. In today's world of extensive air travel, those deadly agents became just a plane ride from America.
And it would get worse, the timely article claimed. Antibiotics were our main defense that stood between us and some of the most deadly bacterial diseases. But bacteria had been evolving and steadily adapting for survival, and now they were well adapting to antibiotics. Very rapidly. In fact, the article warned us that every disease known to man was already resistant to antibiotics of one form or another. Several "outdated", once devastating illnesses were back and on the rise: malaria, cholera, measles, tuberculosis, even bubonic plague. Perhaps even more threatening were the "seemingly prosaic but once deadly infections" staph and strep. By the time of the article, they had become much harder to treat. Both spread through the cleanest of hospitals, cured routinely with antibiotics. But as these two infections developed universal resistance, the article questioned, what would happen to our hospitals?
"One of medicine's worst nightmares is the development of a drug-resistant strain of severe invasive strep A," the article stated. Severe, invasive strep A killed Muppeteer Jim Henson in 1990; this vicious killer was on the rise.
Bacteria adapted to antibiotics because, while rapidly multiplying, bacteria mutated and changed slightly, just enough to have outwitted their combatant drugs.
Viruses, on the other hand, were usually tamed and sometimes even eradicated by the preventive vaccine. But the article pointed out that new viruses kept arising. Viruses that had gone undetected, inhabiting animal populations, could and did make the jump to humans. The Time article told us that was the case with some very lethal new African viruses such as Ebola, which made the jump from monkeys to humans.
Still, the biggest fear of all, as quoted in that late-20th-century Time Magazine article: "It isn't just new viruses that have doctors worried. Perhaps the most ominous prospect of all is a virulent strain of influenza. Every so often, a highly lethal strain emerges. Unlike HIV, flu moves through the air and is highly contagious. The last killer strain showed up in 1918 and claimed 20 million lives -- more than all the combat deaths in World War I. And that was before global air travel; the next outbreak could be even more devastating."
After we were in the Neotech World, it was very sad to look back at such Time Magazine articles and others that tried to warn us. When the human catastrophes began, many of us lost some of our very own loved ones, including our own children and grandchildren. A definitive antidote, however, rose to our rescue. The only antidote to the human catastrophes was: super rapidly advancing new technologies (Neotech). Only super rapidly advancing new technologies (Neotech) could win the race against super rapidly evolving infectious diseases, which had outpaced our vaccines and antibiotics.
As repeatedly warned throughout late 20th-century national media like Time Magazine, we were suddenly losing the race against infectious diseases, with mutant strains of old diseases returning after decades of "absence" and new diseases invading us with sudden terror. They warned that a medical defeat to microbes would bring with it human catastrophes like those experienced in the time of bubonic plague, polio, and killer flus like that in 1918 that infected over one billion people, half the world's population in 1918, and killed over 20 million people in 10 months. Never in the history of the world had there been so many deaths in such a short period of time. Man had never experienced anything close to that catastrophic pandemic since, but in the late 20th century, scientists feared a repeat was not far in coming.
The 1918 Spanish Flu as it was called because of its extraordinary devastation in Spain, actually started right here in the United States and infected 25% of our population and killed one out of every 50 infected Americans. Scientists and doctors said in the 1990s that logistically "we were due" for another killer strain. In fact, in 1976, we survived a great scare -- a false alarm, or perhaps more apropos, a fair warning: A soldier at Fort Dix, New Jersey got the flu and died. The medical world was stunned when the virus taken from the dead soldier was a descendent of the 1918 killer flu. The medical world braced itself for another catastrophe of unthinkable proportions. But by the grace of God, the deadly swine-flu virus that made the jump from pigs to humans was an isolated case unable, this time, of passing among humans. This time, we were lucky. Next time...
Only super rapidly advancing new technology could prevent a "next time". The race was on. The new technology of genetic engineering had the potential to permanently and universally stop deadly viruses and bacteria. The problem with this promising new technology in the late 20th century, however, was that it was not super rapidly advancing. Remember, Neotech is super rapidly advancing new technology. Simply put, the way things were in the late 20th century, we would lose the race and live to experience a great human catastrophe.
The following brief review from the same issue of Time Magazine tells of new technologies pursued in the late 20th century by doctors, scientists, and businessmen (but again, missing the key ingredient of super rapidly advancing):
"Doctors and the public were not alone in feeling cocky about infectious disease a decade ago. The drug companies did too," so began the article. "More than 100 antibiotics were on the market, and they had most bacterial diseases on the run, if not on the verge of eradication." The pharmaceutical industry simply modified existing antibiotics to stay one step ahead of the bacteria. But that approach no longer worked. So, researchers were turning to new technologies to get back in the lead against disease.
One dynamic approach was called "rational" drug design. Scientists studied the molecular structure of a bacterium, particularly the active site of the enzyme used by the bacterium to fight off the antibiotic. Next, scientists attempted to design a molecule to "plug up" the active site of that enzyme. Without the effect of that enzyme, the bacterium would once again be killed by the original drug.
A similar concept was being pursued against viruses. You see, viruses caused their destruction by invading our bodies' living cells. To invade a living cell involved receptor sites, like little hooks, where the virus joined. Similarly, a molecule could be designed to block the receptor sites so the virus remained harmless to our bodies. ...So went the search for such defendant molecules through combinatorial chemistry.
As I witnessed during the Third Vision, the catastrophes forced us to see reality and depoliticize our country, particularly once fifty million people had been exposed to the Six Visions. Two dynamics happened by depoliticizing medicine: 1) private research funds poured into medical research, and 2) endless entrepreneurial energy and creativity poured into medical research. Then, the geniuses of society drove unburdened super technologies into unimagined new dimensions that eradicated the most complex diseases. If not for depoliticizing medicine, then many tens of millions would have died.
In the late 20th century under the old code, each incremental increase of politicizing the medical industry drastically bureaucratized and slowed advancing new technology, which in turn dramatically drove away private research funds. Everything became too inefficient and cost-prohibitive for businesses to invest. Moreover, the lone entrepreneurs, those aggressive geniuses of society, could never function in such a cost-prohibitive, risky environment. Their genius and endless energy that so propelled the free computer/cyberspace industry never entered the politicized medical industry. They were needed to unlock the cures to the most complex diseases. Those geniuses, once they were free to flourish under the new code, rapidly unlocked otherwise impossible combinations.
Politicization was the devil's trickery on Earth causing the Great Sin that cost us millions of innocent lives. Each incremental step the other way -- depoliticizing the medical industry -- dramatically freed up thus sped up advancing technology, which in turn dramatically attracted private research funds and opened up the medical industry to the entrepreneurs and their endless energy and drive, their genius, their speed and agility to ferret out brilliant advances. In the Third Vision, I witnessed that sometime in the next millennium we removed the devil's trickery and took away politicians' and bureaucrats' corrupt ruling powers, which no mortal had rights to. When people began dying in increasing numbers, we drastically depoliticized the medical industry to make it as free as the computer industry. Under the new code, the geniuses did to medicine what they first did to computers. Our country won this race against the microbes and made life safe for ourselves and our loved ones. But the losses were never forgotten.
After 2001, after dramatically depoliticizing the medical industry, millions of geniuses rose up and waved through that industry the wand of Neotech -- super rapidly advancing new technologies. Neotech saved us from apocalyptic human catastrophes, which became known as the Great Rescue.
Of course, in the late 20th century, Neotech already existed in the computer/cyberspace industry. The new technology -- the Internet's Worldwide Web inviting everyone into cyberspace -- was ownerless and politically free. In my Third Vision, I saw that cyberspace ultimately offered a place where other industries could safely escape the politicization that held them back. Neotech came to those other industries through a civilization not vulnerable to politicization -- cyberspace. ...The bonanza of cyberspace was that it would eventually bring Neotech beyond the computer industry to other industries, including the medical industry.
My Third Vision showed me another force also at work: America's megatrend against big government. More and more economically driven, that megatrend picked up momentum toward the end of the century and did not stop until it depoliticized America. The medical catastrophes punctuated this megatrend with an exclamation point as the people had enough of big government and its Great Sin. Thrust ahead by that megatrend was yet a third and more specific force at work that I also witnessed: the inevitable Neotech Party with the mission to blockade the human catastrophes. That Neotech Party replaced the two old parties sometime after 2001 and set free the geniuses of society who then brought Neotech beyond the computer industry to the medical industry and to all American industries -- the only antidote to the mushrooming medical and economic catastrophes of the late 20th century. The Neotech Party depoliticized the medical industry and set free the drug companies and especially the aggressive entrepreneurs, the geniuses of society. The geniuses then managed the Great Rescue and brought us the super rapidly advancing new technologies that won the race against infectious diseases, just in time to reverse the growing human catastrophes.
Indeed, unleashing medical technology through unburdening business and science right down to the entrepreneurs averted the medical catastrophe. The race for our lives was won before the full wrath of the Catastrophic Era was felt.
Medical technology versus medical catastrophe...the new code versus the old code. The Neotech Party brought in the new code and unleashed technology and geniuses in all industries. The people were very ready for the Neotech Party, the party for depoliticizing America. When America embraced the Neotech Party after 2001, then three benefits surfaced:
In tomorrow's world, looking back at today's world, we realized that most people in the late 20th century deeply felt the unacceptability of the ultimate disease, aging. But few people could relate to their own greatest tragedy of dying in their 70s because:
In tomorrow's rapidly progressing Neotech Era, I saw that the idea of living longer suddenly did not seem so futuristic. What before seemed technologically impossible was in wide use. Without disease, we lived well into our hundreds. Moreover, the idea of extending human life by slowing the ultimate disease of cellular degeneration called aging, and slowing the effects of gravity and entropy became a mass appeal, especially as ordinary people became wealthy, healthy, and in love with life...the young life. The geniuses were hard at work learning how to extend our lives.
You see, back in the 20th century's suppressed politicized society, people eventually lost the desire to live. Sinking in stagnation, most good people experienced limited financial and emotional success. Physically, emotionally, and financially burned out, most older people did not care to live much longer. Quality of elderly life was low. Thus, under the old code, the desire to live longer was not in wide demand.
In tomorrow's nonpoliticized world, a money/power/romantic-love paradise on Earth, I saw people regain a vigorous desire to live longer. Rich and in love, quality of life was high, and in the new code the desire to live longer was in wide demand.
A strong sense of tragedy grew in us as we got older and moved towards death. We emotionally grasped the unacceptabil-ity of dying in our 70s. In fact, the thought of dying so young grew increasingly intolerable. That unacceptability of dying was a direct result of one's happiness in life. The greater one's happiness, the more unacceptable death became. Tomorrow, the unburdened geniuses of society raced forward to answer our cries for life as everyone's happiness soared to undreamed of heights.
Most people in the 20th century did not fully grasp the tragedy of dying so young because, as we grew older, we steadily lost our enthusiasm for life. Looking back, we never blamed ourselves, for in that suppressed society life offered very small doses of wealth and happiness.
Wonderful things happened when we entered the new code and ended the downward trend of enthusiasm during our precious lives. In fact, the Neotech Era actually reversed the trend; enthusiasm actually intensified as we grew older. In my Third Vision I saw people around the end of the 20th century and beginning of the 21st century who got a small taste of reversing their trends of enthusiasm, while still under the old code. They used a little exercise to amplify the value of their lives closer to where that value should be. So, here was that little exercise they used that caught on across the country as the old code was ending:
First, people began wondering why no one thought much about dying. People began thinking about their imminent deaths: on a certain date, at a certain time, every person died. They figured if they knew the date they would die, their lives would change dramatically. They would appreciate their one and only lives much more intensely. So, people began writing an estimated death date on a piece of paper and taping it on their bathroom mirrors. Imagine how their lives changed. Even as a teenager, emotions, perspectives changed. Before the widespread "death date" technique took off, most teenagers wanted the years to whiz by to reach the age of 16 so they could drive, or 18 when they graduated from high school, or 21 when they were legal adults. But with their parents' date of death on the bathroom mirror, the teenagers no longer said, "I cannot wait until I am sixteen so I can get my driver's license." For, they would be that many years closer to the parents' date on the mirror, and the teenager would be that many years closer to his own date. Now, no one wanted the years to whiz by. Instead, even teenagers appreciated every moment of their own lives and of sharing moments with loved ones.
Now, this idea grew into something more than just an estimated date of death taped to their mirrors. People in the late 20th century and early 21st century turned their dates into monthly countdown sheets with monthly squares to "X" off. Each month that went by, they would "X" off one square. When they were babies, their parents would "X" the squares for them. By their third birthday, before they even knew what was going on, 36 squares of their lives were already gone. Figuring that everyone started out with 900 squares (75 years average x 12 months), they only had 864 left.
At 38 years old, people had less than half their squares left. And as they grew older, they did not slow down. For now, they were intensely aware of their mortality and were interested in leaving a legacy. What happened when those open squares, for the first time, dropped from three digits to two digits -- under 100 left? Just 100 months left! Did they slow down for "old age"? No, instead they picked up their pace. How much have I done with my life? They kept asking themselves. Not much time left!
They broke out of restricting comfort zones and did not hesitate to take worthwhile risks. For, the only real valuable commodity became those open squares. They had only those open squares in which to accomplish and experience everything they would ever accomplish or experience in life. A stagnated, specialized job for security that ate up those squares while they got nowhere became the exception instead of the norm. They pursued entrepreneurial challenges. For, their lives no longer answered to the standards of others -- that meant little now. Their lives answered to those remaining open squares. That meant everything.
On the other hand, imagine the relationships, using this exercise, with their spouses and children, their parents, brothers and sisters, and friends. They savored their moments with them. They became much closer, more caring -- they got much more out of life. The value of their brief lives and relationships were amplified to where they should be.
Adventurous value production, even taking rational chances in entrepreneurial challenges became the only way to live for these people using the lifecharts. Romantic love, finding the right person, not letting love slip by, savoring time together and not taking life for granted, deep family love, wonderful friendship love, and giving life one's all became the only way to live for these growing people using the lifecharts. Life was lived to the fullest.
Everything changed. Children did not let 264 squares get "X'd" off to an inferior education, leaving them with just 636 left to really start living. Ten-year-olds started integrated thinking (the Sixth Vision) after just 109 squares got "X'd" off. Those ten-year-olds wanted to really start living and contributing.
Enthusiasm increased as these people grew older. People all over the country and then around the world started these lifecharts. The older these people became, the more motivated they became to get more out of the precious shrinking supply of life. Until the Neotech Era began, these lifecharts helped stimulate people's remaining, brief time in all eternity.
Once the Neotech Era began after 2001, the lifecharts were no longer needed. Ordinary people intensely appreciated and aggressively lived each day of their lives. Immense happiness filled them as they lived their dreams and filled their desires. As their happiness grew, so did an unforgiving sorrow for life's greatest tragedy. Yet, their heightened awareness of their inevitable deaths further stimulated their lives. As their lives became more and more exciting with age and accomplishments, they eventually could not fathom the tragedy of a growing, super-happy person dying. That death could only be compared to the death of a child -- so much unseen and left undone.
Trying to make sense of it all, people tomorrow looked back at how dying in the 20th century often seemed natural. Since life progressed in an open-ended flow from generation to generation, death was somehow acceptable. For example, at a certain age during childhood or early adulthood, one's grandparents died. Later one's parents died. Then oneself. His children and grandchildren lived on. Everything seemed natural as people never stopped to think that once life was over, it was over forever.
But consider the following sad yet all-too-common story: Henry Ford, the entrepreneur who built Ford Motor Company as most people know, was a genius of society. He also deeply loved his son, Edsel, who went to work in Ford Motor Company and eventually became Ford's president. Henry Ford proudly watched his son's growth from a baby, through his childhood, his schooling, his teenage years, his early adulthood, his first day at Ford Motor Company to the presidency of Ford Motor Company. Then Edsel died at the age of 50. He died from cancer. Henry Ford, his father, lived a few more years, running Ford Motor Company with a broken heart.
Imagine the grief Henry Ford felt. He could remember bringing the tiny baby Edsel into the world, teaching him how to walk, to talk. He could remember celebrating the twenty-millionth Ford automobile side by side with Edsel. Then suddenly, in a snap, his son was gone, forever...come and gone within his father's lifetime. Imagine the realization Henry Ford had to face: the pitifully short experience that life really is. Life, so valuable, meaningful, full of feeling, one's everything -- gone so quickly.
By seeing his son's entire life come and go, the shortness of life and finality of death became inescapably real. He saw life not as an open-ended progression from grandfather to father to himself to son -- a perspective in which the brief, closed nature of life was never fully grasped. No, he saw the true nutshell of life in witnessing his son's life.
Very few people in the 20th century had the true, nutshell perspective of their lives. Instead, the open extension of the family, children outliving their parents, blocked that perspective. Yet, people's lives were but closed little nutshells in time. If your own son were to die before you, then you would suddenly see the nutshell perspective of life and would emotionally feel death as wretchedly immoral and intolerable.
Let us travel from my Third Vision back to the late 1990s, back to you today. Now, try to imagine, for one sad moment, watching your own son die as did Henry Ford. As you hold your son's hand like you did when he was a boy, for one last time, everything he ever felt or experienced is ending. In a few hours, your son's short time in all eternity will be over. As you watch him lying there, the pain becomes unbearable. For, you know that your son's one experience of life will soon be over, forever. And you can still remember the day your son first mouthed "dada"...as if that day were yesterday. Yet your son, in a flash, is gone. Gone forever.
That same closed nutshell of life applies to you. Take this moment to imagine yourself dying: Your vision is fading, going. You look at your wife, your children beside you; but they are fading like fog on a window separating you as darkness begins to envelop you. As they fade, you look as intensely as you can at their wonderful faces, for you know you will never see them again. You have closed your eyes to sleep many thousands of times before. But you know this time will be the last. You know this time, when you slip into darkness, you will never again be part of life. After thousands of times of seeing your spouse good night, this time will be the last time you will see her, ever. Your life is over. At that moment, you alone know perhaps for the first time that once life leaves you, every wonderful feeling of life is really over...forever.
In tomorrow's Neotech Era, our brief seven-and-a-half decades of life in all eternity was considered much too brief for the wealthy and happy ordinary person. The demand for living longer quickly grew. First, disease was eradicated to give us healthy life well into our hundreds. Then, major businesses, financial institutions, and free entrepreneurs recognized the growing demand for longer life. Money, minds, computers, and advanced technology, science, medicine all through entrepreneurial business came pouring together to meet the ultimate demand of slowing down the disease of aging.
With business and technology free to advance rapidly, and with intense happiness coming to all ordinary people, life extension became the sleeping-giant consumer product of all time. For suddenly, happy people's brief time in all eternity became unacceptable. Too brief. Within your lifetime, the new code and Neotech could double your journey through life...or more.
A young man and woman in their 20s jumped onto a rock in a quiet cove. They faced each other. The only sound was the gentle noise of the water cradling the rock. The tall pine trees filled the mountain air with sweet aroma. The autumn evening was crisp; the sun was setting over the lake. The young man knew the moment was right. He reached out and touched her hair then placed his hands on her shoulders. He looked into her eyes and asked her to marry him. She looked deep into his eyes as she said yes. Suddenly her eyes filled with tears as she tilted her head slightly and began to cry and laugh. His eyes filled with tears as they hugged and kissed. "Look at that!", she said as she pointed to a majestic orange and pink sunset glowing over the lake.
They stepped from the rock back to the land. They were overflowing with happy energy. They sat on the ground for a moment as he showed her the ring and put it on her finger. She held her hand toward the sky and admired the ring sparkling in the sunset. He stood up then picked her up, lifted her off the ground and turned in circles. As he turned her around, he saw the pink sky over the lake, then the white full moon between the tall pine trees. The young couple's whole life was before them. Their future together and a lifetime of excitement and happiness was ahead. They had nothing to worry about and everything to look forward to. Everything -- their careers, their marriage, their children -- everything was before them. They were happy and carefree. They celebrated until darkness fell over the lake.
The couple took an exciting path through life: They enjoyed five of God's Six Ultimate Gifts to man. They loved their work, sharing their goals, and they loved each other. Their happiness grew. Their love for each other deepened. But as their happiness grew and their love deepened, life passed by in a flash. They felt the unjust irony -- life for the happy person bringing exciting values to mankind passed quickly. Yet, for the stagnated person, time was a burden. Time passed slowly. For the happy couple, time was a precious gift. Fifty years passed quickly.
After fifty years, they went back to the same little cove on the mountain lake. The moment was so special fifty years ago that the cove became a permanent photograph in their minds. Now, everything looked the same. They stepped on the rock. The only sound was the water cradling the rock. They smelled the pine and felt the crisp autumn air as the sun set over the lake. They remembered. At this moment he had asked her to marry him. They looked at each other. Their eyes filled with tears of sadness as they reached out to hold each other. She touched his face and turned it gently so he saw the fiery sunset.
As they stood there, all the beauty around them was the same...except this time everything in life was not before them. Their careers, their marriage, their children...that was now all behind them. This time, they were quiet and did not celebrate. Life was too short. They felt so happy last time with all life to experience in front of them. But now their lives were practically over...over in a flash. All that happiness they felt last time for what was to come had already come and gone. That happiness felt last time now turned to sadness. For nearly all life was now behind them. And their love for each other would in a few short years be lost to death.
They stood on the rock and looked at each other. They said nothing. They held each other. Then they walked over to where they had celebrated and remembered their carefree happiness. Without saying a word, she pulled off her ring and gently placed it in his hand. They both looked at it, sparkling in the sunset as it did fifty years ago. He looked into her eyes and slid it on her finger again. Then he held her hand and told her he loved her more than the day he first put that ring on her finger. His voice shook as he told her. He gasped and looked up for a moment and saw the moon between the pines as he did fifty years ago.
The more they remembered, the more they felt sadness. They hugged, and then they held each other for a long time. They knew these moments were precious, for they would not have each other much longer. They watched the sunset and remembered. Darkness fell over the lake.
A few years later, the man came back alone one evening. His wife had died. For the first time, he stood alone on the rock. He was overcome by feelings. Just yesterday, it seemed, his wife was here with him as they looked into each other's eyes and held each other in reassurance. He could see her still standing there in front of him. He reached out to touch her hair. She was not there. He began to weep and to remember. He remembered when he put his hands on her shoulders and asked her to marry him. He remembered her eyes and her expression. He remembered how she tilted her head slightly as her eyes filled with tears. ...Oh, he needed her now. He felt so empty as the water cradled the rock.
He stepped off the rock and onto the land. He suddenly looked behind him, as if to find his wife there with him after all. If only he could hold her one more time! The pain while remembering the last time here, when he held her hand and told her he loved her, now became unbearable. To momentarily escape the pain, his thoughts jumped back to the time they once celebrated life still before them, over fifty years ago. It seemed like just a short time ago -- they laughed and cried and celebrated. He walked over to where they had celebrated. He turned slowly in circles as he remembered lifting her and turning her in circles in their celebration. As he turned, he saw the sunset; he saw the moon between the pines. He stopped turning. He remembered. He sat on the ground where they once sat as he first slid the ring on her finger. Suddenly the sweet celebration became crushed with the knowledge that she was gone, forever. He looked at the sunset. He remembered the last time when they watched this sunset together. ...She would never see another sunset. Darkness fell over the lake.
He did not leave this time. He sat there in the dark. He remembered every moment of when they shared this cove one last time together. He remembered how precious those moments were. He kept on remembering. He remembered first his most recent memories with his wife; then his memories traveled back over the years. He relived in his mind every special moment with her throughout all the years. Several hours later, physically paralyzed by his thoughts, he had remembered all the special moments back to the moment he stood up from the very spot where he now sat, lifted her and turned her in circles as they celebrated a whole life still to come together...their wonderful lives ahead, which he just spent the last several hours remembering, moment by moment. Those special moments that he remembered tonight were what they were celebrating for over fifty years ago...for a wonderful lifetime in anticipation. Suddenly he began to cry loudly. "It's all over!" he yelled into the darkness.
The sunrise caught the old man still paralyzed in his memories. He finally stood up to leave. He was weary. His heart ached as he recalled that the last time he stood up from this spot, he was overflowing with energy and happiness as he lifted her and turned her around...and that the last time he stood here was a few years ago when he told her how much he loved her. He looked at the cove in the morning light. He looked for a long time. He looked at the pines, at the land where they celebrated, at the lake, the sky...and then he looked at the rock and listened as the water cradled it. Tears fell from his eyes. It was hard to turn away. He knew he would never again see this place that had meant so much to his life. ...He was saying good-bye, forever.
The old man tried to go on with his goals. But he and his wife had always worked together. Going back to his desk, pulling out work that she had worked on with him, reaching for goals that she had reached for with him...caused deep pain. Working toward those goals without her now tore his heart. They both loved their work and their goals. But now the work and those goals devastated him with hurt. He kept remembering her and how she had loved their goals. When he walked into his home office, he became filled with the pain of losing her. He could not work without her presence. He spent all day working on something that before, with her, took him less than an hour. His mind slipped back into memories of her all day long. He emotionally could not achieve their goals without her. For, every forward movement toward those goals made the loss of her more painful.
He struggled forward for two more painful years. He accomplished little, then died. ...The water still cradles the rock in the cove. The sun sets over the lake and the moon shines between the pine trees. But he will never see that again.
Today, you live for a brief moment in time, then are gone, vanished from eternity, forever. Everything, all the wonderful values of life and heartwarming feelings vanish with death. That inherent sadness of life amplifies the moral purpose of living: to achieve happiness. During your brief moment alive in all eternity, you must experience intense happiness and as much as you possibly can. You must accomplish this to get everything you can out of your one shining moment of life.
In the 20th century, our lives were so short; we were here for a moment and then were gone forever. The Third Vision turned my thoughts to my four-year-old daughter and my baby boy and their one special moment in time. I saw an image of them all grown up. Oh, how I wanted only good to happen to them, for this was their one special moment in all eternity.
Seeing into the future during this Third Vision was painful at the beginning, for it showed me how quickly our loved ones got old. I saw the "sad someday" when they each died. Their every precious feeling in life ended on their last day, ended forever. All senses of warmth in their lives came to an end; forever and ever. Gone not for a few weeks. Gone forever. Never to occur again. ...In this Vision, I came face to face with the fact that everything special in life is lost to death.
During the Third Vision, at times so sad and somber, I realized that only by feeling the sadness of life could we discover the rightness of happiness...of super happiness. Now I knew why the spirit showing me the Third Vision was putting me through these saddest of feelings.
Were your children intensely happy in the 20th century? Were you? Or was life in the 20th century just passing, day after day? You had a God-given right to wake up every morning to intense happiness. But under the old code, you could not...not without a lot of unreasonable work and luck. When we looked back, we cringed at all the wasted years of our precious lives.
Why did most people in the 20th century not even seek super happiness? Why did not anyone seem to care? The old code left us resigned and clueless. We had no idea how sad our lives were because we did not know how happy we could be.
The world did not yet know about something very special: when we entered the new code, we discovered intense happiness every single day of our lives. As the Third Vision took me into the new code, I rose from my sad stupor. I unexpectedly entered a delightful euphoria. You see, the giant numb spot to appreciating life and love during the 20th century came to life with feelings after 2001. We entered four entirely new frontiers of happiness, which gave us the desire to live forever.
The first new frontier of happiness that I actually experienced late during the Fifth Vision was an incredible treat called the celebration. The celebration caused very intense romantic love as well as very intense family love and friendship love. The best way I can describe the celebration to you is for you to remember the early weeks of falling in love and how every visit with your new-found love filled you with intense joy. Also, remember the day your first child was born and the excitement that ran through you. And remember being with your best friend during the best times of your life. Those experiences filled you with more happiness than anything you have known since and came closest to giving you a hint at the celebrations the people felt all the time under the new code. You never had to work for those super feelings; they automatically filled you all day long. Those sensational celebrations in the 20th century like falling in love or bringing a child into the world captured temporarily under the old code what life was like permanently under the new code.
Alas, in the 20th century the celebrations of love -- those super-intense flames of happiness -- ran out of energy after awhile. In your one special time in all eternity, you felt those super-intense flames of happiness for only a few months or less. As the romantic celebrations, for example, lost energy and faded in the 20th century's suppressed society, you and your love got together one particular day, perhaps less than a year after finding each other, and for one last time felt the celebration. There you were, feeling happy, holding and touching, not even knowing that this was the last real celebration. A sad tragedy was happening right then during that happy moment together. The intense flame of happiness when together was ending. From then on, time together would not be a special celebration. The flame had been fading and hence would glow no longer.
After 2001, under the new code, you felt those intense celebrations of love not for a fraction of your life, but for your entire life. Imagine feeling in love and happy, on a natural high, year after year after year.
On such high, abiding feelings of love and happiness, you could barely believe that you and your spouse could have lived the rest of your lives never knowing all this happiness. Sometimes your mind would wonder what tragedies would have been if we stayed under the old code. You could not help but to imagine your whole life under the old code, and for one sad moment, you pondered into the future to the very end when your spouse was dying: There, in your thoughts, you looked deep into her eyes, wanting to hold the life inside her with your love. As you looked into her eyes and she looked into your eyes, you felt the greatest love that you had ever felt for each other. This was the most special moment of your life. Yet this was the saddest moment of your life as her eyes could stay open no longer. As she closed her eyes, your heart broke. Don't go...don't go. ...During her one last moment as you looked into each other's eyes for the last time, you both felt the warm flame flickering once again. Then it was gone, forever.
Under the old code, the unthinkable would have happened to you; not until your spouse was dying would you experience, once again after a lifetime of absence for one heartbreaking last time, the long-lost flame. The Third Vision showed me that the new code rescued us. Tomorrow's prosperous and romantic Neotech Era freed us from our stagnation-traps. We were so successful and happy that we naturally returned to the intense celebrations of our early weeks of falling in love. We were always in the mood for celebrating! The Neotech Era also intensified love among our families and our friendships. Tomorrow, when you looked into your spouse's eyes that last time, your child's eyes, your best friend's eyes, you all knew that you enjoyed the celebrations your whole lives together. You were, at that final sad moment, also very happy.
The second entirely new frontier of happiness in tomorrow's Neotech Era came from discovering the preciousness of life. In the 20th century, not until a loved one died would one fully know the preciousness of life. Suddenly that person would become enveloped in a helplessness that no matter how much he longed to spend time with his lost loved one, no matter how much he hurt inside to be together just once more, he never, ever would spend another living moment with his lost loved one, not even one more good-bye embrace. Gone was everything: her funny little gestures when happy, her smiling eyes and lips, her soft hands that would hold onto him whenever they were together. Gone was her tenderness and her love that was always there for him. Gone were all the little things they used to do together. All was gone. ...He lied alone at night, remembering her...swallowed by the sadness of life.
During the emotional Third Vision, I became full of feelings. For the first time, I could feel down to my bones the irreplaceable preciousness of life, and in turn, I deeply cherished every moment I had -- both with my loved ones and with myself. For several weeks after my Third Vision, I held onto those precious feelings. Even the littlest things I did with my loved ones or on my own took on great pleasure. I felt every fleeting moment's preciousness; I savored those moments knowing once they were gone, I would never have them again. For several weeks following my Third Vision, that went on. I felt joy in everything I did, even routine tasks!
I saw ordinary people tomorrow savor the little moments like I did as precious gifts. In that new era, people felt joy for being alive, especially every time they were with their loved ones, yes, even during the most routine situations.
Perhaps the best insight I can give you now of the power of the preciousness is to first imagine you were given two years to live. Now, imagine how you would suddenly absorb every bit of love and happiness out of every living moment with yourself and with your loved ones. Under the new code, we did exactly that: we absorbed love and happiness from every moment, but for our whole lives. People's journeys through life became manyfold more meaningful. Their lives were filled every single day with warmth as they savored the preciousness of all their moments with their loved ones and with themselves. When the end came, they knew they had absorbed every last drop of joy and happiness from life.
The third new frontier of happiness under the new code reached back to the bigger-than-life excitement you experienced only in your childhood. Adults got back those childlike bigger-than-life sensations again. Let us take a reminiscent look back at bigger-than-life childhood. Here is what was shown to me during the Third Vision:
A young boy and his little brother awoke early. They poked their heads through the screen of their tent and looked across the yard to Grandma and Grandpa's large beach house. Once a year they got to come here. Three of their cousins would arrive today, two tomorrow, and four the day after. Overcome by excitement, the boys got up and went inside. Grandpa was already drinking coffee at the breakfast table. The boys listened with fascination as he told them about ice-age rocks scattered throughout the woods on the other side of the railroad tracks. Soon their dad came downstairs, ready to go jogging with the boys. They went out the back door onto the beach. As they jogged along the beach, exciting thoughts rushed through the boys' imagination: After breakfast with Grandma and Grandpa, they would swim and body surf all morning. Then, they would go into town to the toy shop with Grandma. By the time they got back, their three cousins would have arrived! Of course, the first thing to do after the cousins arrived -- the yearly tradition of building the big beach bonfire. After that, a picnic barbecue. And after the barbecue, then off to the clubhouse to watch cartoons and meet the other neighborhood children visiting their grandparents. And tonight, Uncle Chuck promised to take all the kids to Sunset Park farther up the beach to go on the carnival rides and play the games. Wow, everything here was bigger than life. Two whole weeks in this fairy tale! ...As the exhausted boys lay in the tent that night with their sister and cousins, the soft rumble of a train in the distance rocked them to sleep.
When we were children, life was often like those two weeks for the boys: Exciting things that seemed bigger than life happened a lot. Even going out for a fast-food dinner seemed bigger than life. Or hiking in the woods with Grandpa. Or body surfing with the waves seemed bigger than life and kept us busy all day long. As children, life was full of bigger-than-life sensations.
Whatever happened to those bigger-than-life sensations? As adults, going to McDonald's or body surfing in the ocean no longer seemed bigger than life. Did bigger-than-life sensations happen only as children? And was that why most people longed for their childhoods?
Until now, under the old code, those bigger-than-life sensations happened only as a child, and they came from early-on new experiences of life. But my Third Vision showed me that under the new code in the next millennium those bigger-than-life sensations also happened as an ordinary adult, and they came from building new experiences -- building life. I saw ordinary people living bigger than life in the exciting Neotech Era. They were rich, successful, and building upon life itself through achieving dreams that they never even contemplated in the 20th century (the Fourth Ultimate Gift).
For example, back to my Vision, the young boys were now full grown and, with their Dad, they often still jogged together. Now as creative dream builders, exciting thoughts still filled their minds and flowed from their tongues on their runs: The new product worked on for two years was now ready for test marketing. The data pointed to a whole new marketing approach in Brazil. The new TV ad looked good; now came the airing. The Slavic translation was completed and ready for marketing. A breakthrough was unfolding in the domestic direct-mail brochure. The full-page newspaper ad would run in next Tuesday's national paper. Another book was near completion for publishing. The half-hour television show was in editing. The goal of retail locations had come to life with the opening of the first location. The seminars in Australia showed promise. Product line was expanding monthly. Wow, everything here was bigger than life. A lifetime in this fairy tale!
In the next millennium, adults enjoyed bigger-than-life sensations every day, just like children. Life was sensational. Emotional and financial stagnation disappeared and eventually left our memories.
The fourth and final new frontier of happiness in tomorrow's Neotech Era also reached back into childhood to the carefree happiness that got lost in adulthood. Consider that life was bigger than life for the father and his sons. But in this 20th-century society, under the old code, they could never have the same carefree sensation they did as children. You see, a sadness grew in them -- the tragedy of moving toward "the end".
When the grandsons were children, Grandma and Grandpa were as young as Dad was now. Dad was over sixty now. When everything was bigger than life as children, everything was also carefree. Grandma and Grandpa were still young and Dad was in his prime. Everything was wide open and life had so many adventures for the grandsons. No one really knew about or talked about death. Death was so far in the future that, as children, the grandsons never even thought once about it. They were just happy and carefree. As they grew older, however, old-age and death closed in on their family.
Grandpa was gone now. The father and his sons were too busy with their worldwide business to go back to see Grandma. The aunts, uncles, and cousins were spread across the country and busy with their lives. Grandma sat alone, every day, trapped in the silence of no one there: nothing and no one but the memories. She went to bed at 7:00 pm every evening, for just getting ready for bed gave her something to do.
One of the cousins or uncles visited Grandma every once in a while. When they did, her life lit up. Those short-lived happy visits also brought a sad nostalgia into the beach house as they brought back memories of the way things used to be, before the tragedy of life -- death -- closed in on Grandma and took her husband and friends.
A younger person could get through even the worst tragedy, for that person would have a life still before him. But Grandma did not have a life still before her. When Grandpa died, she could not get through the tragedy. Instead, she suffered day after day in the quiet house where everything once happened. Oh, the desire for the way it used to be hurt! Every day...every day...every day.
One of the grandsons took perhaps his last visit across the country to see Grandma. He had not been here for several years. Everything looked the same as when he was a boy. But everything was empty -- the yard, the beach, the breakfast table. He could remember the carefree happiness he and his brother and father used to feel here. But the carefree happiness was gone -- even in them...three men whose lives were still bigger than life. For the first time in his life, he longed for the past -- for the carefree happiness again. He longed for Grandpa to be back at the breakfast table. He longed for Dad to be a young man again. He longed for his cousins to fill the yard again...back when they were young and life was carefree. Each day, the desire for the way it used to be gripped him and did not let go.
The next day, he walked through the big front yard to the little storage shed. He opened its door, and there was the plastic brown bat and the whiffle ball! Who was the last one to touch that bat? He wondered, smiling. Was it Hammy; was it John; was it himself? He wanted to pick up the bat, but instead pushed close the shed door. As the door was closing he saw, neatly folded in the corner, the tent. ...All the happiness and life had abandoned this wonderful place.
The last day of his visit, he finished looking through the photo albums. Grandma was with him. He found an old newspaper clipping announcing his Grandma and Grandpa's engagement -- 60 years ago. There they were, a picture of Grandma and Grandpa engaged...just about 20 years old. What a striking couple. Grandma looked so beautiful, so vivacious with a hint of mischief in her smile. She looked so deeply in love with Grandpa. Could this beautiful girl be Grandma?
As he now looked at Grandma, she giggled as he pointed to the picture. Suddenly, he could imagine that same giggle in the beautiful young girl with the dimples in the picture. He could see and hear the young girl doing that same giggle, with that same smile. But the girl in the picture had a whole life before her. She had the carefree happiness back then -- glowing in her beautiful face. Oh Grandma, he thought, how can I turn time back 60 years for you? "It seems just like yesterday," Grandma sighed.
Just "yesterday", Grandma had everything. She had beauty and bubbling happiness and intense love. Sixty short years aged away her beauty. Even more tragic, 60 years took away and killed her happiness and love. Sixty years made everything go from beautiful, carefree, happy, and from deeply in love to old, painful, sad, and deeply suffering from the loss of her lifelong love. Sixty short years changed everything from wonderful to suffering.
When the grandson went to visit Grandma, he had gone with his sister. During their last day here, he and his sister felt a deepening sadness for their childhood carefree happiness, gone forever into memories. ...Now, the time had come to leave. His sister's plane was to leave two hours before his. As she said good-bye to Grandma, most likely for the last time, the grandson sat in the living room and listened to their soft and sad parting words. When his sister left, Grandma closed the door and went to her room. He heard her crying.
As she stopped crying, he suddenly noticed the quietness of Grandma's house. He had never known such quietness here before, not like this. Whenever he visited, loud and joyous talk and laughter filled the house. Even when he and his sister were the only visitors, still their own voices filled the house. But now with his sister gone and Grandma in her room, he felt a quietness he never knew before. Oh, what a sad quietness...the quietness of life lost and good times gone forever.
For the first time, he saw life from Grandma's perspective. She lived in this sad quietness from the time she woke up till the time she went to bed, every single day. And she had no way out, nothing to move her through this tough time in her life to better times. For, all her good times had come and gone. She suffered in this sad quietness day after day. Oh Grandma, how did this happen to you? How did things end up this way? You made us all so happy and gave us all such beautiful carefree times when we were children. You did not deserve this.
Soon, he had to leave for his plane. When he said good-bye to his Grandma, they both silently knew this was the last time. They looked at each other in the doorway. He hugged her. This hug was different than any he had given her before. He held her against him. Her head rested sideways on his chest. She did not get hugged or held by anyone anymore. They knew that this would be their last embrace. When he let go, her eyes were full of tears. He nearly lost his composure, but managed to say good-bye. As he turned and walked away, he felt his childhood drain from him. For the last time, he walked through the big yard where he and his brother used to sleep in the tent. He would never again see these surroundings of Grandma's. His small remains of carefree youth left him as he left Grandma.
He knew that inside the house, Grandma went to her room and cried. When she stopped crying, the lonely silence returned.
When we were young children, we were swirling around at the very top of the very wide funnel of life. We were carefree, worry-free. Tragedy was nonexistent. And life seemed bigger than life with so many new experiences in that very wide opening of the funnel of life...filled with the potion of life swirling around into unexplored adventures, swirling around that ungraspably wide opening of the funnel of life.
Now grown up, we can retrieve the bigger-than-life sense of life by building new experiences of life. But life's potion still gets pulled down the funnel. Life steadily leaves the funnel until, like Grandma, 60 years later each one of us drops into the final tube at the bottom of the funnel of life. In that final tube, our loved ones around us begin to die -- spouse, brother, sister, friends. But this time, we will not move past the tragedies. For, we will be caught in the final exit tube of the funnel of life. So little life left. Soon the final drop of our potions will fall from the funnel of life, and everything will be over forever.
Grandma died the next year. Now Dad moved toward his final tube in the funnel of life. Nothing could stop it. Life for Dad and his sons moved from carefree days in the past toward tragic days ahead. The unbreakable love they built among each other would be mercilessly broken by death. They built their bigger-than-life company, goals, and achievements together. Yet, they would lose all that and then their lives. Dad was the first to go. From there on, all carefree happiness in his sons was extinguished forever. In just a seeming flash of time, his sons entered their final tube in the funnel of life. This time, they were not saying good-bye to Grandma, to their carefree youths, and to all the wonderful times at Grandma's beach house. This time, they were saying good-bye to each other, to their own lives and loved ones, and to all the wonderful values they built together.
Why could not life for Grandma, Dad, and his sons ever again be like it was when they were children? Two life-lifting sensations are lost when we grow up under the old code:
I witnessed that under the new code, both the bigger-than-life sensations and the carefree happiness came back in the Neotech Era. The Third Vision took me there and showed me that life was bigger-than-life again after the job revolution (the Fourth Vision) as we excitedly built and lived our dreams. Moreover, the carefree sensations came back after we depoliticized America. Today, big-government regulations block rapid medical progress necessary to eradicate fatal diseases and to slow down the fatal disease of cellular degeneration -- aging...death.
When the Neotech Era arrived, the thought of dying, which robbed us of our childlike carefree happiness, went away for another 50 years, even more eventually. When the demand for longer life was answered by unburdened super entrepreneurs driving super technologies into new dimensions, and people no longer got old until well in their 100s, then the carefree happiness known today only in children returned to adults.
The Neotech Era saved us from emotional diminishment and lifted us into four new frontiers of happiness: the celebration, the preciousness, bigger-than-life excitement, and carefree happiness. Those new dimensions of happiness made us desire to live forever and summoned the geniuses of society to advance technology toward that end. We lived healthily, happily, and prosperously to the "perfect age". Under the old code, uneventful years would be all we would ever have...for our one short experience of life in all eternity. Thank God for the new code and Neotech. Under the new code, we achieved both the technology and the desire to live a lot, lot longer. We finally enjoyed God's Third Ultimate Gift to man: perfect physical and mental health for a long, extended life of happiness.
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