"GHOST WRITING?" Monday, September 16, 1974 2:00 PM I am dead. Yet my 'life' continues on, as if I had not actually died. Some people claim to have died and come back, I claim to be dead. Presumably without annihilation of spirit, soul, self. How can this be? Not even I know. At the time of my "demise," I was at the climax of a severe "nervous breakup" or "breakthrough," after having lost twenty days of sleep. My personal search for God was over. You may think that the search for the absolute can never end. In the sense that God is infinite, omnipresent and incomprehensible - that assumption is correct. In the sense that God is alive, personal and indwelling - He, It, She can be understood. And I have put all my efforts into this book to let it be known. The knowledge ('know-ledge') that God exists and has "chosen" to reveal Himself to me, has nearly driven me off the ledge. Will this knowledge change humanity's conceptions of our Creator? Will people fear death more than before? Whenever people pray to God, will they imagine Him as I have seen Him? I hope not, because in the final analysis, God is whatever you believe Him to be. God is Love. He is an Old Man with a Long, White Beard. God is Nature. He is the Universe - Macrocosm and microcosm. Electricity, Life, Water, the Earth, the Sun, the First Cause. When I think of a Supreme Being, I still imagine all of these and none of these Archetypes. I'm only human. God expresses Himself in everything, of course, and yet the personal revelation must be overwhelming in order to "prove" His existence to an individual. I have been extremely fortunate to "survive" death intact and possess the impossible, impossessable knowledge of the Countenance of the Living God. My God. My Godyssey begins...