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General Discussion / Music in the morning
« on: September 06, 2018, 01:24:57 AM »
Hello Ron and fellow forum members and followers.  I must apologize for my dearth of postings for quite some time, but be assured I do follow this forum very closely.  I must relate an experience I had yesterday morning as I was just waking up.  This is not the first time I have experienced this, and I hope it won't be the last.  

As I was coming into consciousness, but not yet thinking, I perceived this strange, beautiful music playing in my mind.  I lay there for several minutes just listening to this music before I was rudely interrupted by our little dingo dog "Maddie" jumping on my bed wanting to go outside.  This is not the first time I have had this kind of experience.  Some time ago I had a lucid dream entitled "The Jungle", believe it or not...  This dream featured a beautiful though strange soundtrack along with very real looking plants once they emerged from a ?(pixelated matrix)?, but there was an underlying feeling of mild paranoia throughout the entire episode.  I thought something could jump out at me any time, but it never happened.  I never spotted a single animal, insect or bird.  I treasure the memory of that dream but I can never recall the music.  Just like yesterday morning, lovely music, but by who???

Although I live in a stressful situation of endless demands I try to maintain some degree of stillness and a large degree of appeal to my (bottomless well) adjuster.  I don't want to discuss domestic problems here, but for my own peace of mind and spiritual well being it has been suggested that I just cut out of the situation I am in.  That is not acceptable to me because I made a commitment to my partner, Davanna Tucker, to be as a father to her son, Samuel David Tucker.  This is a sacred commitment because she had asked God for help since the real father wanted nothing to do with it.  She asked me to do this and I changed my life because I could not refuse.  I only pray that something can be done for her memory loss and bipolar disorder.  Please God help me.

Domtia, I am

Threads for New Transmissions / Transmission?
« on: July 05, 2017, 04:11:16 AM »
Teacher: Unknown
Subject: New Transmissions
TR: Roger Krupa
Location: Laconia NH
Date: 5 July 2017

It is only possible to alter belief systems by progressive revelation.  One must start on the subject's level of understanding.  Over revelation can be worse that no revelation, resulting in the rejection of all further revelation.

This is my first certain transmission and I posted it immediately so as not to forget it.  Sorry, I do not know from whom it came, but I do not think it was from my subconsious mind.

Domtia, Roger

« on: June 30, 2017, 04:17:19 PM »
Today I had gone to get a money order for the rent.  as I was walking home something prompted me to turn around.  When I looked behind me I saw the money order lying on the street.  It had walked out of my pocket.  I must convey my sincerest thanks to the entity who told me to turn around.  Thank you God and all your angels for looking out for me.

Domtia, indeed.

Music Compositions And Other Artistic Expressions / Ancient Days
« on: July 01, 2016, 08:26:06 PM »
I wrote this a few years ago:

Ancient Days
Can you remember the ancient days?
Do you remember the ancient ways?
Enslaved to tradition and taboo,
Everything to be done just so,
Everybody was afraid to grow,
Lest the ghost of the dead come and lay you low,
If you don't do everything just so.
So this is why they came to us,
A people cannot be left so lame,
A people cannot be left in shame.
They taught us how to tame the beasts,
They taught us how to till the soil,
They taught us how to mine the ore,
And they taught us so much more.
They taught us that peace brings strength,
By working together we do so much more,
Living in peace we need not be in fear,
For God is our Father and we are all kin,
The Lord is within us as we are in Him.
For Eternal Life but one thing is needed,
Faith in the Lord to follow His leading.
The Enemy looked down and he was not pleased,
The Enemy likes to keep all things bleak.
So the Enemy came up with a sinister plot,
He would discredit the Leader of the pack.
The Enemy would seek to lure him,
Then the Enemy would surely trick him,
So the Enemy would soon be rid of him.
The Leader was firm and strong to resist,
So the Enemy went for his woman instead.
He lured her with promises of glorious success,
And caused her to break the Covenant instead.
The Leader, seeing what his woman had done,
Wailed in grief, then joined her in sin.
"From dust have you come, and dust shall you be."
The Celestial life was in an uproar,
A hostile army was on the march,
And the angel shouted "Get out of that tree!"
The Leader found that he was but a man,
And he must tread this world as best as he can,
So he gathered his children and summoned his friends,
And he left the garden all to his foes.
Three days later the caravan was stopped,
And three fourths of his children departed this world,
To Celestial Eden, Wards of the Most High.
A dismal caravan forged on ahead,
Coming to Babel with the river in flood.
By the sweat of your brow shall you eat of the fields,
And do what you can to better the world.

Thank you for listening...


New Members Forum/Introduce Yourself / A not very new member...
« on: March 02, 2016, 05:29:06 AM »
Hello all: 
I have been on this forum for about a year, but I don't think that I ever explained how I came across the Urantia Book in the first place.  
I was in a bookstore in Atlanta, Georgia about forty years ago.  I had gone to the philosophy section, as that was my great interest at the time.  I saw a book which intrigued my very much, but the twenty dollar price tag was too rich for me.  For the next week I was tormented by that book.  I could not get it out of my mind.  The very next week I went back to that bookstore and bought the Urantia Book.  I have read it through several times in the last forty years and I am currently reading it through once again.  I am not a T/R but I am a faith son who wishes to serve the Mission in any way that I can.
I am: Roger (Pentropy)

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