Early in 1970 I was walking home from school in Los Gatos, with my friend Doug.  I was in
             an altered  consciousness because of the music I had experienced the last few days.   Looking up I
              saw a very strange man with wild red hair and beard, dressed in a white shirt
             and shorts, standing with a bicycle.  He had the look of an old testament prophet and his bicycle
             could have easily been a camel or a horse.

             He was talking to a couple of people very intensely, and as we passed by he looked away
             them and caught my eye and uttered the word "perfection".  It was like some kind of shudder
             went through my  body.  A feeling I often got when I became interested and enthusiastic
             about something.

             I turned to Doug and said, "Did you see that strange guy?"

             "Yeah, he was strange."

             We continued walking down the block on Main Street in Los Gatos Village and I was
             entering a spontaneous altered state.  I could tell because everything began to look brighter. 
             Then it happened.  The shock.  Not just a mental shock but a psychic/cosmic shock... the
             redheaded stranger was at the end of the block talking to three other people!

             My mind was reeling.
 

             "Look, he's here!  How did he get ahead of us?"  I rasped.

             I stopped in front of him and he asked me directly, "Do you believe in your ultimate
             perfection?"

             I said, "Yeah!"

             "That's not the answer."  He replied, just as fast.

             There then began a dialogue which I include here, as clear as I can twenty-nine years later. 
             It turns out that this wild-eyed prophet was named Elijah.Mahan and I will address him as
             E. from now on and myself as M.

             E.  "That's not the answer."

             M.  "But it's true, I do."

             E.  "Ultimate perfection is not subject to time.  Go within and ask, ask your ultimate self."

             So I turned my thoughts around on themselves and I asked myself if I believed in my
             ultimate perfection.  A strange sensation began in my forehead.

             E.  "I can help you ask.  When you ask I will utter the word "ADEO" and I will ask with
             you.

             So I mentally said, "On your mark, get set, go... do I believe in my ultimate perfection?"
 

             And at that moment Elijah yelled "Adeo!"    What felt like an electric shock went through
             me and I began to chuckle and smile in a wave of joy.

             E.  "You just had a glimpse of the answer."

             M.  "Wow, I feel super elated!  What was that?"

             E.  "I linked with your spirit and gave it a boost.  Now I'll put you in my book and send you
             an "Adeo"  every morning.  You are James, the son of Thunder.

             M.  "No.  I'm Martin."

             E.  "You are James, the brother of John.  What do you think of teleportation?"

             M.  "What's that?"

             E.  "Moving instantly through space from one place to another."

             At that question  I remembered Doug, who was still there listening to this conversation.  We
             looked at each other and echoed our thoughts.  "How did he get from one end of the block to
             the other and have time to end one conversation and begin another without us seeing him?"

             M.  "Where do you live?"

             E.  "I live in a tree house in the forest, up on summit road.  I don't ride up in cars, I only
             take my bicycle."
 

             M.  "It's getting too late to ride all the way up that mountain.  You can sleep at our place."

             But behind the conversation my thoughts and attention had a completely different reality
             going.  I was still trying to answer the "ultimate perfection" question.

             He said, "Ask.  All questions are answered."

             An interesting paradox was beginning to grow in me.  I was asking myself if I believed in my
             ultimate perfection, which exists somewhere in the future; but by it's very nature perfection
             is not subject to the laws of time and space so could exist anywhere, anywhen, and in any of
             the infinite combinations between now and here.  Something in me, independent of the me,
             was having a verbal conversation with Doug and Elijah as we walked down the lane to our
             studio in the Royal Arms Apts.;  while "I" was still seeking to make contact with  my
             ultimate perfection.

             Another  idea was deep in my brain trying to get out.  I wanted to know how Elijah was able
             to make contact with my inner state of being.  I wanted to learn the knack for
             linking up to where another person's being resides.  It is very comparable to a Rinzai Zen
             Masters intuitive knowledge of how and when to shock the student into satori.  This occurred
             to me in my own experience of satori.  This "talent" was transferred to me two days later as
             Elijah, Eric, Doug, and I walked the Old Santa Cruz Road through the Santa Cruz
             Mountains.

             For almost forty-eight hours straight my mind had been obsessed with the one question, a
             burning, burrowing question.  "Do I believe in my ultimate perfection?"
             I couldn't stop this inquiry now if I wanted to; as the momentum of my
             whole concentration was absorbed.  I didn't talk to anyone, hardly ate, just kept asking, "Do
             I believe in my ultimate perfection?"  And listened for the answer with my whole body-mind.

             Every so often Elijah would say, "Ask now."  I would then mentally voice my question and
             Elijah would yell "ADEO!".  It would be a psychic lift and my inquiry would deepen and intensify.

             It came to the boiling point on Old Santa Cruz Road, walking by Lexington Dam...  I was in the
             deepest trance I had ever experienced.  The whole world, left and right, up and down, had
             disappeared in a kalidescopic blur.  Only a clear tunnel to the ground just in front of me was
             left.  Just enough to navigate.  But there was nothing to navigate.  My body had disappeared
             in a lightness of nothingness, all energies were on one solid point, right in the middle of my
             forehead.  A swirling sphere was pulling me towards it.  All the force of my pushing and
             questioning had now become a pulling - pulling me toward a bright, white orb.

             And flash!
 

             The whole world became super luminous and I began jumping,dancing and laughing in
             the street; aware of Elijah laughing and yelling, "That's the answer!  That's the answer!"

             Eric and Doug also began to laugh uncontrollably, unconsciously being caught up in the
             tidal shock wave of my realization.  "If I believe in my ultimate perfection then I must
             experience it now, because if I am going to eventually become it then I must already be it!" 

             There was no journey or time or separation.  Whatever my concept of ultimate perfection
             was I was having a full blown Quantum leap into it.  The question became the answer and
             the answer was a complete living experience of what the answer would be.  My body felt
             springy and light, just moving was pleasurable.  I could, and did, run up the mountain
             without any effort, singing "Adeo, ADEO.."  I knew at that moment that it was imperative for
             me to help others have this experience.
 

             As we entered the wooded path heading to my cousin's house, I stopped and said to Eric,

             "You've got to try this man."

             "What do I do?", he whispered.

             "Ask to experience your ultimate self, it's that simple, it will answer.  I'll give you
             a push."

             I then noticed a peculiar feeling I had never noticed before.  I could feel and understand
             Eric.  In fact, I had the solid sensation of standing right where he was in his mind, heart,
             and body.  I could add my strength and certainty to him while he asked, and we jumped right
             up inside Eric's mind and he got it!

             He said, "I feel it.  A lightness inside.  I feel like some unseen weight has been lifted off of
             my shoulders.  A heaviness I didn't even know I had.  I felt you push me.  It was like
             climbing a high wall and you gave me a 'leg up'

              I was electric.  This stuff was contagious and transferable... and it was free.

             The next day at high school I was still beaming the electric 'ADEO' body and there were
             three new ascendees by the end of the day.

             As one more experienced the leap into ultimate perfection, which is really a leap into the
             omni-is-ness of all time, it became easier for the next as there were more "helpers".  I soon
             began to realize that each person had a different idea of ultimate perfection, but the elastic
             feeling state that accompanied the experience was the same in everyone.... laughter,
             buoyancy, and clear vision.

             I had found out another thing.  That this joyous, bright self is the real self.  The grim time
             bound person was really a state, not a person at all.  It was a state of partial attention and
             scattered concentration that could be remedied by learning the power to "Ask".