I suddenly became aware that my bedroom was a shambles, my bed was broken and the police were pounding on the door. "Yes officers?" I said nakedly from behind my front door. "We have had dozens of complaints of a woman screaming and furniture being broken." He stated blankly. "Er....he he". I said, feeling the blood draining from my face. "Well officers, I have this new girl friend, see. I just met her in isle thirteen between the donuts and the bagels. Well, it turns out that she is this major screamer, see....really officer." I said, pleading for my life. "May we see the young lady?" One of the officers said. I look behind me and saw her standing there demurely with a sheet scantily held around her lithe five foot tall body. Gorgeous green eyes peering out from tousled red hair. Both officers were craning to get a glimpse of what a major screamer looked like. "How old are you miss?" One of the officers asked in his professional officers voice. "Twenty three." She had a voice that could melt rubber." I could tell they were thinking. "This lucky bastard! Why doesn't anything like this ever happen to me?" Satisfied, they issued a warning. Please keep the noise down. I don't want to have to come out here again." He didn't say anything to me, they just glanced at me with identical funny little smiles on their tan faces. As they left, I could see what looked like a fire drill in the hall, blankets, night gowns and hair netted curlers. Everyone was trying to see in, thinking the worst. I smiled weakly at them, cowering and cringing, as I politely and quietly shut my door.
The next day, she was gone and I was glad. Mrs. Peele and I surveyed the damage of our bedroom. I judged it to be about equivalent to a 7.8 on the Richter scale. I was limping badly, and listing to port. I was afraid to look, because it felt like she had folded, spindled and mutilated my manhood. I vowed to avoid isle thirteen from now on.
Kronos was in an especially good mood, if good isn't too much of an euphemism. I mean, on his very worst day he was blissful, and who knows on his best day?. "We were about to enter the fifth dimension." He said. We were in that in between place where I was not in my body, but not exactly out of it either. I could only hear Kronos's melodic voice. "As you recall, we saw the 3rd dimension as a downward staircase, made up of a spectrum of colored universes, and the 4th dimension as an upward staircase that was exactly the same, only opposite. The only differences being that of viewpoint and intent." The 4th dimension has a viewpoint and intent of ascending upward or inward in vibration, from the void, toward the white light. The 3rd dimension has a viewpoint and intent of descending downward or outward, in vibration, from the white light state, toward the void."
Kronos paused, making sure that I was following him. "And now, on to the fifth dimension. The "5d" is made up of a combination of the 3d and 4d. This is difficult to ascertain, either inside or outside of the 5d, and is not completely understood until one reaches the "sixth dimension". The 5d is a place of utter totality. All things seemingly coming together in emblazoned perfection. It is a place of centralized being-ness. A place of perfection where nothing is left out, the "Universal Self".
Kronos paused again. "I know that is a lot of information to give you all at once. Just to make sure that you are seeing what I am trying to describe, I want you to tell me in your own words what you think the fifth dimension is." He asked. I laughed. I was fascinated with all that he had said, and couldn't wait to actually get into the fifth dimension, which I was sure was coming up soon. "I think I understand it, believe it or not. As I understand it, the 5d is made up of the 3rd and 4th dimensions. When you put them together you get the 5d. It is a place of perfection. It is called the "Universal Self", but I am still not sure how to get into it." I said shaking with anticipation.
Kronos laughed. "If you could tell me that, at this juncture, I would have you teach me, instead of the other way around." He said, still laughing. "Alright, and now for the big finale. To access the 5d is something you have to learn, like learning how to ride a bicycle, or swimming. My simply telling you how to access it is not enough. You must practice going there by yourself. But that is a ways down the road." He must have sensed my disappointment, because he immediately brought us there, into the fifth dimension!
The feeling was indescribable. It is one of those experiences that one has to be there experiencing it to remember. Other wise, it is just a dim, but wonderful memory that you know was really good, like Thanks Giving dinner, or sex, but you would have a tough time recalling exactly how everything really was without actually being there doing it. While I am here, in the fifth dimension, I will tell you what I am feeling. I am the center of the universe, while at the same time, I am all of the universe. By universe, I mean a universal universe that includes all other universes, even the void. I had no doubt that I was the Christ, although, at the same time, I knew that anyone accessing this place would feel that way. I instantly knew everything, including the knowledge that the Christ was a place! The "chrysalis"! And not a Person. I instantly knew that anyone having access to this place on a permanent basis could rightly be called a "Christ". I was determined to never leave here. It was the end of all my searching. I had arrived.
Suddenly, I found myself back where we started, neither in nor out of my body. "God! What a trip! I said to Kronos, dumbfounded. I never would have guessed there could be such a place!" Kronos laughed. "Would you believe me if I told you that there are places and states of being much better than the 5d?" He asked. I didn't know how to answer. He continued. "The major problem with the 5d is that it becomes a trap for those wanting to attain God Consciousness, but I won't go into that right now.
After this experience, you need to slip back into your body, and your easy chair to rest." With that, I was back in my easy chair, Mrs. Peele curled up under my chin.