I lectured his companions on their lack of etiquette and told them never to come to my special place again and never to approach me armed.

As I departed my safe place I noticed David Moorhouse and his two companions hovering outside my safe place at a safe distance watching. Many time David's best friend and fellow astro traveller had came to visit me at my safe place. At least he had manners , he would wait outside my special place where I had a picnic table for visitors to come and wait. We had talked often , his concern; " Was it possible to heal David's blown chakras". I had told him yes and told him how to do it many times.

The problem with astro projection is that the conscious mind only remembers a small part or piece of the total experience, like a fragment of a dream. So he was unable to retain enough consciously to preform the procedure on David.

Some months later I had another rude visit by the same psychic warrior who was stupid enough to challenge me with his taiser in my safe place. This time he figured he was safe, after all if I went after him he could just pop back into his body. He came for no other reason then to annoy, taunt, irritate and preach his arrogant superiority. That is, he was out to convince himself that he had no fear of me. Truthfully speaking I didn't really care what he thought of me. Fear is not a tool of manipulation that I choose to employ. After a while I grew tired of such a childish unmannerly and loud ass. This time I sent a centurion from my legion of light after him to teach him a lesson in manners. The centurion was not armed or in armour , he was in leisure dress, leisure dress for a centurion that is. He turned and ran with the centurion right on his heels, but I don't think it did him much good. Astro projection is not something trirty year old little boys should arrogantly toy with.

Some months later David's best friend and astro projector had returned again for the umteen time to get help in healing David. This time I decided that there was possibly two ways that I could heal David. The first way was for David to find me in this physical world and have me perform the chakra replacement procedure. I had been waiting to see if they had this capability. I thought about contacting David through the publisher but never got around to it. This method often is not very productive , since what the subconscious mind does to seek healing is often nothing more then a forgotten dream to the conscious mind. I also doubted their ability to psychically and then physically locate me to ask for help, particularly given my knowledge of the limiting factors of the U S army psychic warrior program.

I decided in stead to astro project To David and perform the procedure in my astro body. I did this while David's best friend looked on. It appeared to be successful, the psychic surgery that is. Since that time I have not had a visit from David's good friend, for some reason I never inquired of his name. Some months later I checked in on David and found only one chakra was mis firing. This had to be a greatly improved state over seven blown chakras. I often wonder how David's new life is coming together. I wonder if he has the conscious knowledge and tools to totally build a new life. Yet in my own way I would like to get conscious feedback from David to see if the surgery really did work? Conscious feedback from a subject is often over rated but it sometimes can prove very useful.

For an experienced spirit walkers like myself or the North American Indians medicine man, one needs to be able to have some control over which world they are talking to and the ability to turn off the spirit world on demand.

Burned Out Chakras

The second chakra malfunction, is the polar opposite to the blown chakras, and occurs when one or more chakra cease to function. The chakra becomes dead. Basically this is like an engine that is not firing on all cylinder. The person's senses and responsive are diminished.. Communicating with such a person solicits direct answers not conversations of any length and not the finer aspects of communications like laughter, chuckles or humour. To a person who sees auras this will often appear as a fractured or broken aura. I recently encountered such a man in my life, Louis , on whom I was able to perform psychic surgery and replace his chakras.

This summer my son John came west to begin his work life. John just graduated from school in Ontario. John arranged for a friend, Louie, to join him in Edmonton and both are staying with me temporarily. I am in a three month relationship with a wonderful woman who like my ex is gifted psychically, she sees auras. When she first saw Louie she was frightened. He had a fractured grey aura, a shattered, or a broken aura. She had encounter broken aura's about four times before and all four individuals were very nasty, very dangerous people. Louis's most dangerous to himself. Louie is accident prone.

In Louis case his three lower chakras were inoperative. Louis was accident prone. This is a mild understatement let us say very accident prone to the point where his life span was always in doubt. Louis had so many accidents he didn't know at what age to begin describing his hospital visits.

In the condition of a person like Louis with one or more chakra totally inoperative one generally finds diminished functioning and sensual awareness and slower responses to their environment. This condition does not severely impede survival skill like in the first condition with chakra blown wide open.. While with me and before the chakra replacement, Louis averaged a slight or near accident a day and a slightly larger one weekly. In Louis case the dysfunctional chakra was accompanied with diminished mental cognition and awareness. Sometimes people with inoperative or undeveloped chakras are aware of their diminished cognitive and physical functioning, many are not.

The boys got work framing houses and I got re-acquainted with my son and got to know Louie a little. Getting to know Louie is very hard. He answers Yes, No or in 3-6 words. Louis is not a conversationalist, at least not with adults.

I had an interesting discussion with my lady about the possible cause of a fractured aura and after a week I raised the issue with Louis. Louis was open, receptive, but didn't know where to begin describing his accidents. There were so many of them. Louie could not describe his many accidents in 10 words or less, except the one he had this week. He shot himself with a 10 gauge nail gun. But he was open to me doing Psychic surgery to replace his chakras.

On a Saturday in mid-July 2002 I performed the procedure on Louie. For a Spirit walker like me it was a simple procedure. I then asked my Lady to describe Louie's aura. My lady described it as being whole, very large and pulsating with ever changing colours. I asked Louie if he was aware of any changes in himself. He said no.

The next morning I was sitting on the deck and Louie came down and sat five feet away, his aura tingled and vibrated against mine as he passed I was amazed at the change in it again, it was large and pulsating with varying colours. It had not yet settled down into a more normal ring or rings of colours yet. The whole time Louis was with me his aura kept changing seeking out new pattern to try. Louis conscious and subconscious mind had yet to work out his new state of auric being. For the mass of people like Louis who are not sentient, who do not know how to consciously create there life, this can be somewhat problematic.

The 2^nd weekend with John and Louie I got to know my son again. Yet my most dramatic observation was the changes in Louie's personality. He laughed, conversed and chuckled and showed an interest in my Lady's two young boys. He spoke in sentences, greater than 10 words and participated in conversations. I asked my lady if she had noticed any changes in Louie. She described to me the same thing I had noticed, a totally changed personality. Louis stayed with me for another three weeks. During this time his aura went through continuous changes, during certain periods it even went back to its old dysfunctional form, although it did not stay there long. The most significant change in Louis was that he would go a whole week with only one near accident. His accident prone behaviour decreased very dramatically.

Louie's story ends here with the end of his old life. What Louie's new life will lead to is now up to him. Just like the new life I am building from the inside out, is up to me. I have one great advantage in rebuilding my life that most other people do not. I have studied the metaphysics of change intensely I have a knowledge of what works and what doesn't work. I am a practical man, an engineer, I do not ask why as much as I ask how. I know more way to change then anyone I have yet met. I study the best source of applied metaphysics and if it doesn't work for me I quickly discard it. I know the fundamental principles and have proven them out over and over again in my own life. I often watch the manifestation of these principles in the lives of others. This is what makes me a sentient individual, that is more and more conscious of how I consciously create my personal life. I am not yet fully conscious, there is no such state, but I am becoming more and more conscious of how I create.

Why is this so important? Let me put it this way. If a man lucks out and becomes rich like Bill Gates, he dare not ever lose it because he will never gain it back. This man lives in fear. If a man consciously creates his riches , he doesn't fear losing it because he knows he can create it again. Becoming conscious of how we create and taking responsibility for the creation, whether a success or failure is the process of becoming sentient.

The problem with every dysfunctional chakra condition is that up until now there was no way to heal or replace the malfunctioning chakra. There are many people that suffer from chakra malfunction and many situations that create such a condition. Today many or all of these conditions can be remedied and will benefit from chakra replacement.

In the first condition of the blown wide open chakra's the person knows that something is dramatically amiss because they are seeing two worlds at once. They also know that they need help. Unfortunately established medicine simply institutionalize these people and drug them sufficiently to the point were all their functionings are substantively lost.

The second condition , a non functioning chakra, Is not so apparent. If not identified and properly treated by chakra replacement, this condition will lead to a very fragmented and incoherent life. Possibly a short life.

>Malfunctioning Chakras

This third condition occurs where one or more chakras misfire or malfunction creating a distortion in the aura and an imbalance in one's life. This usually manifest as an inability to succeed in one or more areas of ones life, depending on the chakra. This imbalance in my case manifested as an inability to succeed financially and an inability to have normal or good relationships with my bosses and supervisor. As I tried to heal myself with meditation and aura balancing I was able to enhance the brightness and energy flow of the fully functional top four chakras greatly. In some ways this helped to compensate for the dysfunctional chakras. When a aura viewer would read me they saw a wonderful beautiful energy field on the top four chakras but a distorted dirty energy on the lower three. At no time was my aura fractured. I felt like a vessel half full, and the full half was the top half. Of the three chakra conditions this latter is by far the most common and in many ways the most devastating.

The most common condition is the third condition of mis functioning chakras, the individual cognitive awareness is only slightly or not at all diminished.. These individuals become dissatisfied and frustrated with their inability to succeed or function in some or many areas of their life. Over time these failures lead to subconscious beliefs which create more failures. This becomes a self imposed self-fulfilling prophesy. As failures start to roll out in your life, they grows more failures like a snowball rolling down hill. This snow ball can grow in size to the point where a person has no life, like in the phrase "Hey, man, get a life". These individuals not only need chakra replacement surgery but they have to root out and change all the sullied beliefs that grow out of their handicap. This was the state I found myself in by my early 40's.

The third chakra malfunction, misfiring chakras, is the condition that I had. This condition manifest itself in my life as an inability to maintain and increase wealth, and income. I have an Engineering degree and got good jobs when I graduated but I had major problems relating to my supervisors. In other words I had a problem keeping a job. This is a problem that I became an expert on, over the years, "How to manage your supervisor". I have acquired so much knowledge on this subject that I plan, someday, to write a book on it.

I bought houses and gave them to my wife to manage and she out of fear choices basically mismanaged the properties. Had she held on to the properties for another three years we would have been very well off. This scenario repeated itself three times. Never make any decisions out of fear choices. Hearing this story you may think that I was not responsible for the failures. This is not the case, I choose to give the properties to my wife to manage because she was very good at managing our household budget. These failures were not something I allowed to happen rather they were failures I created , a deeper part of me must have known this would happen. In fact I probably projected these failures on to her. Granted a part of her had to respond to this projection.

As the years passed I had a harder and harder time earning money, and I became very good at getting along with less and less. My income was diminishing and my expenses were increasing , a terminal condition leading to financial ruin. When the situation got really tight I would use my creativity along with some metaphysical magic and create another burst of income. Then the cycle would begin to repeat itself. Each time it seemed harder and harder to generate a new burst. As the years went by I became more and more frustrated with this situation. This particular situation was not caused by my dysfunctional chakras but rather from my inability as a youth to create a financial success cube. It was not until My late 50's that I discovered the unassembled financial success cube in the attic of a dream and re lived the shame based incident in my youth which caused me to put the pieces away and never build it. This was a difficult metaphysical problem that required the most modern and advanced techniques to construct a financial success cube and deal with the shame. Luckily I had the knowledge and tools and technique enough to correct this situation in my late 50's.

In 1988 I actively entered the war in spirit that was to determine the state of this world for the next millennium. I had been monitoring this war as it began both in spirit and as it was shaping to unfold here on earth, as it was slowly unfolding for some time. My plan was to immobilise the key two spirit leaders on the other side. Although they had already layed out their plans to their physical followers here on earth. Then by accelerating events here on earth, all their well layed  plans would come to naught.

To do this I had to enter one of the strangest places I have ever encountered, the Winds of Karma. These words do not do this place and its function justice, since karma is not a universal law, just a concept that the eastern religions have invented to keep the under privileged and poor in their places. When God showed me this place we were standing outside a container, we were separated from the Winds by a very powerful force field, the Winds of Karma were a fire in a container with supersonic winds that howled, like standing next to a jet engine. The jet flames intermingled and their intermingling determined who would meet who, what job you would get, and who would sit next to you on the bus, and what victim and victimizer would meet next. Yet unlike the misguided concept of karma, the Winds of Karma were guided by laws of character, beliefs and conduct according to a distribution. The transformation of conduct into character attributes is determined by statistical distribution factors of a complex nature. Simply put if a basically honest person begins to steal, their conduct comes into conflict with their character, a principle (honesty) consistently applied creates character. Even a thief believed in being honest, he just chooses to apply the principle selectively.

The speed at which conduct changes character is determined by these distributions. There are ways by which people can delay the impact of their conduct on their character, possibly even negating the effect. This is more a delaying action in reality. If one is not a murderer but one wants to have some one killed, one can suggest the action to some one who is close to and influenced by you, implying the end state without ordering the deed. Then one can deny any involvement. The distribution that transforms such an act of murder into a character trait of a murderer is very long and slow. Statistically speaking it has a very long tail distribution. The wars I was trying to prevent were those described in Matthew chapter 21 where in 2/3 of the worlds population are destroyer by nuclear war. Nostradamus describes the war in detail, battle by battle in the book "Nostradamus Predicts the End of the World" by Rene Noorbergen. Cacye also describes similar events.

My plan was to enter the Winds of Karma and to change the laws that governed the distribution of karma by greatly shortening the tail of the distribution. This would incapacitate those spirit Logos who were encouraging their followers to conquer the world and force their religion and beliefs on others. Then the conflict between character and conduct would totally destroy or immobilize the Logos leaders from within. Without these spirit leaders to adjust the plan for an accelerated evolution of the people here on earth the extensively arrayed enemies of freedom namely the Arabs, Chinese, Africans, Moslems and select organizations in the US who designed and supported this plan , these forces would never be united to threaten the West and Europe in an attempt to conquer the world..

A integral part of this plan was to speed up the evolution of the human race. That would happen as soon as the Logos were immobilised, because two Logos turned Dark Lords were broadcasting a mind fog at the earth which clouded mens minds and memory making insights into the true nature of the world repeatedly forgotten. Like a London fog of 100 years ago, men could not see but a few feet in front of them. In such a state mankind did not see the destinations of the roads down which they walked.

My plan was sound. My chances of succeeding less then 50 /50. Worst of all my chances of surviving the encounter were very slim. One night in mid May in 1987 in Phoenix, while my wife and children had gone to Ottawa to spend the summer with her folks, I prepared to enter the Winds of Karma, naked, with two Centurion body guards and two Logos body guards. When God first showed me this place and the entrance point, He told me that no spirit had entered this place and survived. I had delayed this mission for some days, but now everything was in place. My family away safely, my partner I had informed about my plans during the past week. Then yesterday I told him I would proceed tonight and not to expect me at work until noon. If not then to come to my house and check up on me.

That night I dallied and delayed until one in the morning, then I proceeded with the mission. Four hours later I awoke with a vivid dream metaphorical and symbolic of my adventure. As I proceeded to locate the distribution control centre, I was able to avoid any defences, natural phenomenon and traps that could destroy me. Once I changed the distribution of karma I proceeded to an escape hatch while being pursued . In a small village we entered and mingled with a wedding party more like a very large barn dance. Then the antibodies or gestapo come checking every one. After asking me a few questions the gastapo was certain I was the saboteur. He went to summon more help when I took him out. I had became wounded when changing the distribution, my energy body had been shreaded. While taking him out I was wounded a second time. My Centurion and Logos body guards had to take me out on a stretcher with our pursuers right behind us. We got out but I was in bad condition. I awoke at 5 AM in a cold sweat shaking like a leaf . My whole body shook constantly, vibrating for the next 12 hours. Pieces of my energy body had been torn, ripped from me. I awoke a different personality and man then I was the day before.

Some three weeks later I found myself in New York city selling my invention the meditation machine. I was still in a daze from my encounter with the Winds of Karma. I picked up the New York Times and saw the headlines, and was astounded at what I saw. There were four wars going on in the world at that time, Afghanistan and Sudan, and two others, all four were suing the UN for a negotiated peace, both sides in the conflict. What astounded me was that man could now see clearly down the paths they had chosen to walk . The warring parties could see the futility of their war. The communist could see exactly where communism was taking them. The FOG which had been broadcast to the minds of mankind was no more.

Removing of the FOG changed the outcome of the US presidential election in 1987. To this day Hart and the US political experts don't know that went wrong. Suddenly Hart, the isolationist, the Chamberlain, was out of the race and Bush senior, the warrior was in. Without Bush there would have been a United Arab States in Arabia with great power and influence. This according to Nostradamus was the key event that lead up to a coalition of world powers, Arabs, Chinese, and Africans, that set out to conquer the West. The Gulf War was a pre-emptive successful attempt to stop a world war before it could get started. With Hart in the White House there would have been no one to stop Saddam Hussein. World War Three, a nuclear war, was stopped dead in its tracks before the coalition of slavers could get their act together.

My personality had changed dramatically overnight. I now had an aggressive no nonsense streak, that would tolerate little. The warrior in me came out for the meagerist of challenges. I had to consciously over ride my new instinctual aggressive (fight) reactions. Mention the name devil or lucifer and  I would turn to respond, and  to instantly attack. This was never part of the old me, the old me was always slow to fight. In September when my wife and children returned, my wife didn't know the man I now was. She told me I was not the man she had left three months ago and that she didn't like or know the man I had become. I was no longer the man she had married. There were aspects about the new me I hated and other aspects about the new me I appreciated. Specifically the no nonsense assertive me that stopped people from even trying to use or abuse me or my family and friends. Yet there were aspects of the old me that I would like to have back. On the whole I didn't want to go back. I felt I would rather mellow the assertive me easier then to add an assertive quality to the old me. I also knew I was entering a warrior phase of my life and that I had to lead the Legions of Light into many spirit battles. This proved to be the case.

After awaking at 5 AM I recorded my dream of my mission and went to sleep again. Later I awoke with a dream, a healing dream. This dream, a medieval, idyllic setting that I programmed myself to go to heal I met 3 women, each one was to be a part of my healing process. This was my first attempt to heal my torn energy body.

This torn energy body totally incapacitated my ability to have, hold or create a life. My lower three chakras were misfiring and I had a unbuilt financial success cube. To say that "I was in a bad way!" is an understatement. Also I expected a counter attack for my sabotage. The following February it came on a physical and financial level. organizations and governments came after me, a contract was put out for my death. This was followed by attacks in spirit. These attacks would have came anyways, because I put myself and my Legion of light between the demon's invasion and the earth. This was my chosen destiny my assignment. I was in for the fight of my life and conducted the first counter attacks in spirit to prevent the greatest war that if fought on earth that would claim 2/3 of the people of the planet. For mainstream readers let me explain, briefly. "Every thing that happens on Earth first happens in the land of spirit. Not everything that happens in spirit happens on earth." "The army of Light's job is to fight and win the spirit battles and hopefully prevent them from ever manifesting in the physical world." "I am the supreme commander of this army. If my army of Light stands in spirit, I stand, if it is destroyed I am destroyed." Yet with all this I still have to manifest a physical life here on earth, in the same manner and with the same tools that every man and women has available to them, no more, no less.

Following this event everything in my personal life just slowly fell apart. Yet I and the Legion fought the demon invasion, battle after battle, retreated across the continent, fought again and retreated again. I was a vessel that leaked energy at multi places. Financially I never got back on my feet.

A year later I was meeting my wife and four children at the Toronto airport in a nine year old Toyota wagon that ran with no 5^th gear, no reverse and no starter. I started the car by pushing it, jumping in and putting it in gear. My best technique was to park on a down hill. At the airport there was no down hill in the passenger pick up area. The road was pretty darn level.

I loaded up the luggage and tied it on the top of the Toyota wagon. The four children in the back with a large dog and more luggage. Helene in the front passenger seat. They were tired they had flown from Phoenix via a connecting flight, with a six hour wait between planes. The car was so heavily loaded down I could not push it to start it. I tried with the help of both Helene and the children and still no go. I tried to solicit the help of some other travellers, no help. There were four Royal Canadian Mounter Police in full dress uniforms standing around at the airport for some reason, I asked for their help. They told me to get lost. They threatened to have my car towed if I bother them again. They simply stood talking amoung themselves, waiting with nothing to do.I asked again and again they threatened to have ny car towed if I didn't move it. I had no money for a tow fee. I tried pushing it again no go. I came back to one of the officers, they were all well over six feet, and literally begged for his help. Without his buddies beside him he listened and offered one push and one push only. I knew one push, with just the two of us wouldn't do it. We went to the car I unloaded the people, and he and I pushed. It didn't start. Again I begged and begged, I think it was the challenge of the first failure that got to him, he suddenly decided to help. He got one of his fellow officer to help. The three of us pushed , while Helene minded the kids and dog on the sidewalk. We pushed and pushed , the little car gained speed, then I jumped in and put it in gear and let out the clutch. It started instantly like the trusty Toyota it was. I thanked the Officers in every way I could, loaded up the family and starter off to Ottawa via the back roads.

Some time in the wee hours of the morning we came upon a hamlet about 30 miles out of Ottawa, This hamlet called North Gower had one traffic light at its one main highway intersection. It was a warm summer night that had cooled down as nights do in Ontario, and the little Toyota heavily overloaded was running fine just a little hot. As we approached the main intersection, there was no cars on any roads but the light was red so I stopped. I was tired and a little careless and the car stalled. I knew I could not start it without help so I got out and stood in the middle of the intersection and waited. Only the street lights were lit, all the houses were in darkness with people asleep.

I waited while my children slept in the back of the car and Helene dozed anxiously in the front. After the better part of an hour a single car came around the bend far up the highway towards us. They were teenagers partying it up in the late hour bars and cabarets of Ottawa and Hull. I stood in the centre of the road blocking their path and flagged them down. With caution and with friendly talk I approached them fearing to scare them off. Being half drunk and four or five of them they were not afraid. In minutes and with a rush of bodies pushing my little Toyota was purring again.

An hour later after the sun had risen We arrived at Helene's sister home in Ottawa were she and the children were to stay until I moved them to a house I had rented in a small town somewhere in Eastern Canada.

That summer  I had withdrawn to Ontario Canada with my advance Legion and my personal guard legion. I was commuting from outside Ottawa to Toronto to work during the week. My wages were minimal and hardly covered my family's weekly expenses. While working in Toronto I lived in my car. Friday I would drive to a small town near Ottawa where my wife and family awaited with hardly enough money to provide them with a weeks living allowance. My Toyota had over 400,000 miles on it and  no starter, only three of its five gears and was running on three of its four cylinders. The commute regularly caused the engine to overheat. I carries water and spare hoses which I needed regularly. Yet that little Toyota never let me down it always got me home.

I awoke one Tuesday morning  in Toronto from sleeping in my car not only cold but under attack from demons. I had a demon spear in my side. I aroused my resting legion and with only one legion of 1000 strong we began to fight. The great invasion of demons had driven us from the US and a mammoth army of demons had attacked us and caught us by suprise. The vast majority of my army of light legions was still winding its way across the continent to Ontario. For three days we fought non stop shoulder to shoulder in a square, surrounded on all sides by this army of demons. The dead pilled up into a hill under our feet. There was no retreat, no way out. The army that surrounded us was millions in size. We fought until only the excellent swordsman on both sides remained. We continued to fight but could kill no more of each other, for those who faced each other across that front line of dead and dying were the best of swordsman. Not one could kill another  so evenly matched were those who still survived. I with a wound which had been cauterized. The front line of my small legion and the demon army were totally exhausted. The dead were piled in heaps under our feet. Then magically the army of demons withdrew, disappeared. Where they went I do not know. Something had drawn them off maybe it was my advancing army of light legions.