Would You Believe Me?

I have just put the chicken breasts on to marinade in my home-made Teriyaki.

I was recollecting something that happened over a decade ago before I found out by accident that I could do deep voice chanting.

To preface this, by his own word, Djwhal Kuhl, was in an ageing body when he took the fifth initiation in 1875 and he later transferred vast tracts of knowledge, some telepathically, to Blavatsky and Bailey even unto the 1950s.

One winter morning I was walking alone very early, completely sober and not on any medication, when I stuck up a telepathic rapport with the Tibetan, as he is also known. This was on the Ashridge Estate near Tring

He told me that I had been a very close disciple of the Shakyamuni Buddha, Siddhartha. Prior to that I had had a Persian, Zoroastrian life. Subsequent to the disciple life, I was again a Buddhist priest / monk. Then I was a Christian priest / soldier in the crusades. This was a French life, and I was associated with one of the knightly quasi-occult orders. After that I was a Sicilian “renaissance” dandy. He told me that I had deliberately chosen to incarnate blind to all of my knowledge in order to see what I might be able to endure. He said that I would never again incarnate here on this planet. Not ever, this is my very last incarnation.

Somehow in this life I found my way to some of the best and most prestigious universities in the world to become a science academic. These were University College London, The Royal Institution of Great Britain, The University of Manchester, The University of Bern, Imperial College London and ultra-fleetingly, Oxford. I co-founded a very high-power laser start-up company which in 2007 had a turnover of £9 million pounds before it went belly up in the crash

I once was the alleged so-called lead in a group working on the Toltec Teachings under the guidance of Theun Mares, whilst working at Imperial.

Now I am a pensioner on a stipend of £1000 a month living in the Breton countryside and sole carer for my wife who has metastatic disease.

If I told you this, would you believe me?

Or is all some shit I made up because I am a nutter, a whacko and a little bored?