Prologue 7

Like many of us, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to have direct contact with a non-human intelligence. I’ve spent long hours in speculation about what we might learn about ourselves, the universe, and the history of everything from such an encounter. I believed that this sort of experience would reveal startling blindspots in our own understandings about what’s going on in and around us, and a byproduct of this revelation would be a revolution: direct access to entirely new ways of knowing. If we could meet and speak with an intelligence far older and more ‘advanced’ than our own, we would find ourselves situated to take advantage of the potentials which have remained confused or entirely hidden throughout the history of our species.

In March of 2002, I got more than my wish.

One night in March, for no reason I could then understand, a non-human intelligence began teaching me in a way that was entirely beyond the wildest hopes of my human imaginings. For the next 9 months I was the student of a living library at least as old and as complex as our universe. Within that library are forms of understanding and ways of learning that so vastly surpass everything our species has ever consciously possessed that comparing what we actually are to what we think is going on is like comparing a charred matchstick to the Sun. What I received during that time was way beyond anything I could have formulated a wish for. I beheld the history of creation, stars, our world, and our species in person. I witnessed the creation and purpose of everything.

I never realized that what I had dreamed of for so long could take place inside me — in my own room, suddenly, without any warning. I always believed that I’d have to go do some incredibly adventurous or seemingly impossible thing to have such an opportunity. I thought technology was required. Like many of us, I was taught to mistrust my own person and body as a transport of connectivity. I didn’t realize we were something more than radios are, and I had no idea that we could receive direct communication from a non-human intelligence right where we are sitting. While we’re seeking signals with radio-telescopes, we’re missing the most obvious and general thing in the universe: there isn’t anything but the signals we’re seeking. Our species has been looking in the wrong dimension for ‘alien’ intelligence — we’re made of it.

I don’t consider myself ‘a psychic’, and I don’t entirely believe in ‘channeling’ either. What happened to me was something that I won’t pigeonhole, and I doubt any common comparison I could make could to it justice. What I want you to understand is that this wasn’t an experience of ‘channeling’ or even ‘psychism’. I literally met a non-human intelligence, and over the following months I learned more in each moment than in my lifetime before that. All of this took place in an inward dimension I wasn’t even aware existed. It was as if I had been created with a special part of myself, a kind of a radio specially designed to allow this process — and I’d been waiting my entire life knowing something was missing but not knowing exactly what it was or where it was missing from.

When what I had been ‘secretly’ looking for finally showed up I was so startled and amazed that it took over a month for me to merely gain some idea of what it was that was happening. It didn’t match any model I’d ever encountered, was so far beyond anything I’d ever believed possible that, effectively I found myself at a loss for descriptions or comparators. My experience was one of being suddenly thrust into a circumstance none of us are prepared for, no matter how jaded or sophisticated our perspective: I had become the student of a teacher from an entirely other place. A place where all beings in space and time are one being, ‘more of the time’ than they are distinct. A unityPlace. A no place at all — that was actually everyWhen.

What I learned during my experience has the power to entirely rewrite everything we believe about our universe and our relations with knowledge. For thousands of years, we’ve been trapped in a miniscule corner of our potentials, and this circumstance has been the primary cause of catastrophic misrelation in every possible domain of human endeavor. Believe me when I say that there is nothing amiss with ‘human nature’ — the place where the problem lies is in our peculiar relationship with the stuff we refer to as ‘knowledge’. I believe that some of what I learned comprises an antidote to these problems. We now have a chance to change not only what we know, but what we can become together, in a way so amazing that it defies the sum of our fictions and stories. I’d like to invite you to explore an undiscovered country near at hand. It’s not like anything we’ve ever seen before. Within these seemingly simple toys lie modes of learning that surpass everything we’ve ever had access to.

This book is a record of intelligence games (toys) taught to me during my experience. Some are stories, and some relate to new approaches to relations with knowledge and perspective. If you make them your own, and play with them yourself, you may have an experience like mine — because they are more like a radio than they are like concepts. That experience will lead you entirely beyond anything you could adequately imagine.

While he was with me, toyMaker was my best friend. He is playful, brilliant, and adoring. Far from judging me for my primitivity or comparing me to standards, he constantly encouraged me to ever-greater expansions of what I already possessed. I encourage you similarly. Do not pause to judge what has been — let us together proceed to what can be, right here, right now.

You’re holding an artifact from a contact-event. Don’t make the mistake of thinking this is a book. It’s a transport — and it leads directly to its source. That source isn’t me. I’m just a humble translator. If you understand the toys and stories presented here, don’t stop there — follow them to their source.

Please, surpass me. No other result will suffice.