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It was a dark and stormy night within my soul. I’d had a lot of friends and a lot of different relationships, and some of the people I knew weren’t very happy. To tell you the truth, I wasn’t very happy. . . Either I didn’t have anyone, or I wasn’t with the person I really wanted to be with. This seemed to be the complaint of a lot of my friends. For meeting new friends, they didn’t like the internet, and the local places to meet either didn’t exist or they seemed brutal. Was this a problem with me and my friends or was this a general problem in our society? Was cupid alive and well or was the concept of a loving relationship dead?
I decided I would meditate on the problem, and this started a long train of thought. As I pulled out of the station of my discontent, I thought about all the women and men I’d known and all the different relationships that had developed and I thought there must be a key I was either overlooking or I was looking at the problem from an estranged angle; or, at least, something wasn’t quite right in my mind’s eye when I considered attracting the opposite sex and why so many people were unhappy. Some mystical key was missing. There had to be a key to unlocking the loneliness which I’d been experiencing for sometime.
Oh, I’d read all the literature on attraction. In fact, I was an expert on all the secrets . . . and to tell you the truth I thought they were a load of ‘BS.’ (Bad secrets, that is.) I’d taken the problem deep into my subconscious mind. In fact, I’d programmed myself with hypnotic suggestions, done visualizations, repeated affirmations, and rewired my neural linguistic programs up the yin yang. Yet, I was blue in the face from holding my breath, because I didn’t have a million bucks and no one I cared about showed up to give me a kiss and a hug and lay down with me.
I really did a lot to correct my relationships. In fact, in my mind’s eye, I reviewed every relationship I ever had. I visualized every person I’d had sex with and I apologized to them for not caring enough, for not loving them as well as I could have. You ought to try this sometime. It takes a little work, but once you get going it can be fun, but also a bit agonizing. Eventually, if you keep at it, you will clear out a lot of stale feelings and that lets you move on to new relationships without any old feelings hanging on.
But still I sat alone on this particular night, with no one to love and hold and what seemed like a dreadful life. I thought a lot about my plans and the needs I had. Perhaps the life I really wanted to create, I was really creating. Maybe all I wanted was to be alone. Friends told me, “Everyone needs someone. No one wants to be alone.” . . . but is that true?
It’s a moot question. You do want someone, or you don’t, but if you do . . . you certainly know you do. So, I was feeling quite alone. It was a dark and lonely night in my soul and I cleared out all those old thoughts and my mind became very silent. I drifted into a deep mediation . . . into a deep silence where there was no me and no outside. In fact, my mind was perfectly clear and empty. Then it happened.
I started to speak in a strange voice which I’d never heard, and I certainly never had spoken like that before. This strange deep voice came out of my thoughts and spoke in my throat distinctly and elegantly. Each word seemed to be formed with precision and from deep thought, which could not have been from my mind.
In fact, I swallowed and spoke in my own voice. “Who are you?” I asked.
“What?!” I asked.
“What?” the voice replied.
“Who are you?” I asked.
“I am Magna.”
“I’m Magna. I am Magna Flux!”
“You don’t have to shout,” I relied. “I can hear you.”
“Good. This is very important.”
“Do you mind if I record this?” I asked the voice.
“Good. Very Good. This is very important.”
So I turned on my digital and recorded every word. The following is a complete transcription of those words. Believe it or not . . .