There is a place of intersection between the libraries and universities full of rigid thinkers and the pure and simple knowledge man seems to have had since the first stylus was laid to clay or gold. There are indeed many dimensions. Mathematicians and physicists are catching up to prophets. As they do, we will all be able to read and scribble out not only the proof, but will be able to insert our minds and perhaps our bodies into the process and really discover the universe. Like fish in the sea, man has innocently imagined his realm beneath the ionosphere as the whole of the universe. Right now we can only look at lights, whose realities are millennia away and older than the earth itself. Right now, if there were a planet belched from the maelstrom of the galaxy by a nova or a rupturing black hole at the speed of light, we would not be granted the time to even pray before its collision with our solar system. It would physically arrive shortly after its image reflected in the mirrors of our most powerful telescopes.
The ocean’s sentient occupants steal glimpses of the stars through a calm sea and may circumnavigate the globe, but never dream of moving beyond the rich liquid bounty through which they fly. The intersection between the air and the surface of the sea is the boundary of their universe. They are unaware of cities and farms and classrooms. Does this mean they don’t exist? No. If a dolphin from Sea World was educated in all the ways of man, including space travel and hypersonic flight through the air, and then returned to the sea where he could pass along this great knowledge to other dolphins would he be labeled a heretic? Would he be followed as a prophet or honored as a great explorer? What would his knowledge of the hyper-universe be worth to his dolphin brothers? Would he forever leap into the air and strain to see a plane or a satellite or the bright lights of the city?
The vast majority of people wander through life asleep; unaware of the hyper-universes above them. But, there are a few of us who are awake, and live in a constant state of amazement. To be able to jump between the threads of the bed sheet universe may allow us to see these universes, and thus the explanation of the past of our existence. If small particles can be accelerated to many times the speed of light, or pass between dimensions like a universe made like a hall of mirrors, then it too must be possible for larger particles, such as planets, to do so as well. Every human who correctly arrived at the conclusion that there is a creator God also knows that our ignominious accomplishments do not give us the authority to disclaim this possibility. The water planet described in the Genesis creation long ago was divided. It’s daughter was moved in its clean and liquid state through the firmament to a place where the sun rules the day and the moon rules the night by passing from one dimension to another.
We know that black holes exist. We have recent and compelling evidence that Einstein’s theories about black holes are fairly accurate. Through decades of contemplation and long suffering, detectors have been engineered to provide data to test these theories. Piece by piece we have proven some things to be true. And, we have discovered even more than we imagined. The mathematics it takes to describe these quantum changes on a scale larger than two protons is not what this book is about. The concert playing across our telescopes contains countless vibrations. Some we can see with our eyes. Some we can hear with our ears. The ones that stray into our radio, x-ray, infrared, or gravitational telescopes are but a spec of sand in the Sahara compared to the truth of the universe. The authors want you to think about that. The intention is not to make the reader feel small, but to inspire the mind to stretch and comprehend that your potential is absolutely infinite, limited only by your ability to receive truth.
There are beings that know how the universe was made. They may indeed be in the process of making it still. If you believe you are a descendant of those beings then your mind is authorized to think well beyond the surface of the planet from which we pray. Think beyond the rocket-reached system imagined upon each cloudless night for guidance and inspiration. Open your mind to imagine that billions of solar systems lay beyond even your most powerful gaze. Believe that you were meant to know about them.
Perhaps civilizations, long since vanished from this planet, may have known far more than our most brilliant scientists could hope. When we find them, will we destroy their records in fear? Will we bury their cities and melt down their books like forbidden fairy tales? Will we ignore them unless canonized by some robed authority? Will we call them a cult and close our minds to the possibility that the Creator spoke to someone other than our earthly affiliate? What fish-like absurdity.
The writers are begging you to leap into the sky one more time. Grab hold of our hands. In the next few chapters we will carry you to a place where the scientist and the prophet dwell in harmony. We can hardly wait!