Der TM'ers, what Valerie wrote concerning the traverse of the Urantia Book to Boston in 1899 (the correct date according to Dr. Sadler) to a Mrs, Piper, is essential correct. But the narrative about Mrs. Piper has been dropped and while she has long gone from the Mansion Worlds, she still resides in Havona.
Mrs. Piper was what we would call high society today. Yes, she was a practicing spirit consultant as they called them in those days, but she was also the recipient of the URANTIA BOOK OUTLINES from the work of Stainton Moses, who died in 1907 of hemorrhages to his legs due to falling when alighting from a horse drawn bus in 1892 or 93. Ron originally reported the accident occurred in an earlier date, but that does not matter now.
What I, Ron Besser, wish to report is not to change Valerie's notice, but to ascertain that it was a Mrs. Piper, who did receive the manuscript of what Stainton Moses had received as the preliminary chapters of the current Urantia Book.
But let me correct something as I reported an error and Valerie has repeated it. Stainton Moses was only the Rector of an English Church and had received a portion of the first Chapters of the Urantia Book. You need only read a portion of his writings to discover the first couple of chapters of the Urantia Book are repeated as his own text in those writings. I observed such myself and made a report on it several years ago. As usual no one cares anymore about the history of the Urantia Book, or how it works today; however, this is important history for future editions of the URANTIA BOOK.
I have tried on the past few years to get people to read Stainton Moses, but as usual they are too busy to be educated on an important subject. First, Stainton Moses was a superb ventriloquist, and he often cast his voice over a meeting of hoi paloy of London dignitaries in the late 19th century.
It was at one of these dinner parties in late 1873, when Mr. Hanson asked Stainton Moses a question about the text of his newly printed book at the time. Hanson later reported that Stainton Moses knew so much he could quote the Bible verbatim, and Moses could do that for most of the Bible even today on the mansion worlds.
Mr., Hanson also reported that Stainton Moses could also quote the first six chapters of Deuteronomy without pausing for breath, and Stainton Moses would obliged Mr. Hanson by doing so. I am Mr. Hanson reporting this to you Ron, and this is one of your favorite areas to report. Valerie is a great one to bring this up now, as she makes it seems a simple case of Valerie being able to report history you reported several years earlier. But times have changed, and we are able to to report more than you do in those days a few years ago.
MR. HANSON'S ADDITIONAL REPORT ON THIS SUBJECT
"I am Gerald Hanson. I am an American. I was in London on business in 1879-1880, and found Mr, Stainton Moses at a famous hotel there. He was holding forth on the people's choice in an election soon to be held. I was interested so I joined his table and sat and listened to Moses. He was avuncular and a happy set of eyes to see, as he was well dressed, and he held the secrecy of a patent then which would tear my eyes it was so strong as to make me choke several times in taking it. However, he was also to be used as a clairvoyant by the Royal Society of something or other, and we came to verbal understanding with each other quickly, as I was then considered a wealthy American.
"By all means," I said to him as I sat down. "You are especially welcome in my home town of Peoria, Illinois is it?, and laughed heartily with him, and then he said something very peculiar to me: "Sir," he said, "you are one of the few Americans that can afford a seance, would you be so kind to avail yourself to me for a mere ten pence?" I said I would be most happy to supply the ten pence and proceeded to give him a small bill to that effect. He rejoiced, and said to me, "you are one of the few Americans I like, and you are happily done to meet me, as I shall tell you a story you must hear and repeat back home." I told the story to many when I got back home, but sadly no one listens to old men and old stories, but this is a great one:"
The story went as follows:
"Once upon a time there was a Duke in London who loved the stories so much he would pay handsomely to her the story of Ellen Gortique (spoken as Gore' Teek) and she and I were real pals in that year of 1879. She would arrive in her carriage ad park herself in front of me in a shop that served the mostly delicious coffee you ever tasted, and she was gorgeous too, and I loved her on first sight. Nonetheless, she was a husband hunter, and received a bounth from her clients to find an articulate person of the opposite sex and proceed to go to work for another to find a mate.
"When I left London in early 1880, Moses said to me, "take this envelope please and deliver it to a Mrs. Piper in Boston. I received the envelope, and was escorted to a waiting carriage for a trip to America and to return to my home in Boston, at that time. Mrs. Piper came to mind, as she was well known as the psychic of Emperors and I gladly delivered it to her in February, 1902. There is an error in your reporting Ron, that is miserable to report, but Mrs. Piper was not society material but a hard working and prudent lady of grand schemes but lived in the less hoite guarde of the city, and as a result he carriage was often mistaken for a milk wagon of that day.
"For reasons of State, she was often seen drunk as a skunk when the evening bells ran for the "mentan" of prayer she would effect as part of her work. I will not trial you with much more, and she told me then that her sister in a place north of Birmingham, was also related to the Duke of Windsor-- then Berty. We traveled a lot in those days as it was fund, easy, and inexpensive. Today it would take a fortune to do what I did in those days. I am reporting now an incident you should all know:
"Mrs. Pettry, the wife of the Duke of Normandy (then a very important post), was staying at the Ritz Carlton I believe it was called.
In those years, if you had a dollar you were wealthy, and she had quite a few then. In any case it was determined that Mrs. Pettry had an uncle who loved Americans and wanted to spend some time with our business group work in hosiery I believe, and she was so sure she had a common heir to accompany us, and she insisted that we all travel together. I did not like the idea. But then this story makes no sense if I did not include her as a traveling companion to Birmingham. Now the good stuff:
"When I arrived at the bust station which was three horses tied together, I met a character called Stainton Moses girl friend. She was a pretty little thing and she said she was to accompany me and the others as Stainton Moses as he was a Rector of the Church of St. Mary's off a street called Broad or Broadway. I said, fine, and she alit on my lap so hard I fell forward and hit my head on a brake pedal inside the transport. She laughed and left immediately and I was removed of my wallet and a small pin with diamond studs thank you. She is now up here and I asked her why? She said it was her choice as you were a wealthy American and I intended to have some of it. In any case the carriage wore on and I cam to rest in Birmingham and met Stainton Moses at the reception in the Carlton that evening.
"I will make a long story short and tell you that Stainton Moses was resplendent in a purple suede hat and several pounds of gold lame in his back pocket as he never wore the costume but he was ready to just in case it became necessary.
"For that reason I have one last comment: Stainton Moses was not a cross dresser, but he was famous for his sudden invasion of women's hats and would curdle the sound in the room with a "E Eye E OOH" and whooped so hard that I had to excuse myself to regain my sense of propriety. To this day I never repeated it, but I thought he had lost his sense entirely and to this day I refuse to listen to a psychic that came up with such an extraordinary sound! I leave you to the rest of your printing, sir!
Ron - I thank Mr. Hanson for this extraordinary story of a personal meeting with Mr. Moses. There is nothing like a personal interview with people who met in context with the rare Mr. Stainton Moses, and I leave it to you to figure out how much more the story could be told if Mr. Moses were available to speak tonight.
STAINTON MOSES - "I speak loquaciously and well with you sir!
Ron - We honored sir, please contact as much as you wish.
"Stainton Moses Esq: I am most happy to learn you are wishing you knew all of us and I wish I knew you as you are one of the few Americans I can understand how little you value rank and how important it is what they have to say if well established in the history of England. You are one of the few who knows little in spite of working here for three long years ago, and now it is a fond memory, but then it was a constant running nose, and I will be damned if I have to live in the city and let me live on the base. True?
Ron - True and fully a care for my pillow in the barracks.
Stainton Moses, now I like you tremendously as you do not behave like most Americans and are shy to speak and easy to know if you have a winning smile for all. My alighting that scoundrel bus was my fault mostly as I just did not care to take my time with any conveyance, and today I would be called a "sloppy Joe" as I never tucked my shirt in as I was always too warm and then suddenly too warm. Nonetheless, I could always tell a good t ale with psychic stuff and you are big time into it and can do it as well as I could although I have more to tell than you do. Nonetheless, let me tell you a tale of harrowing experience. It is this:
"LUCIFER WAS WELL KNOWN TO ME. That is because I had to use him as a go-between between my INTERLOCUTOR and my sense of revision to standard discussions at the time. One day I came upon the interregnum in a tizzy. That vulture Caligastia made his appearance and that was enough to throw me off. I told my Clientele not to worry that it would be finished before much longer. Well, it did not end and this time Caligastia let me know he was furious over how I was producing a side show with an umbrella full of little white bits of paper that would open and shower everyone with confetti. That being the ruse to t ell me he was done with me, and that he was going to scour the room for confederacy and then leave in a huff, because Christ Michael was after him and the rest of the spirits to stand tall and give up the worst life he ever saw. Caligastia was then called SOBORNEM ( So Born' Em). and I have no idea what language that was from. Nevertheless, Sobornem was adamant that I listen to what else he was telling me.
"He said the following: "You Stainton are the last of my powers to be wilted by that crenshaw haprie Michael. Iam leaving you alone now and your powers will diminish, but do not forget me as I am a Planetary Prince yet, and no one gets me done except the Universal Power someone called the FATHER. "Now," I said, "you are insubordinate and I am even less, and if Michael of Nebadon wishes me to behave differently I am open and will agree. Caligastia flew into a horrible rage and told me that if I believed that, then the relationship is now over. I bent forward and spit. He left in a fury, and the next week is when the bus accident occurred and it eventually killed me. "
Ron Besser here - This post could go on and more but I am cutting it here for the sheer length it has become. I may take the rest of this up later, but right now I say good day to the post and you for now. K"
MICHAEL OF NEBADON - "Ron you have no such remission I am allowing this story to leak through to you entirely as there is no one better refined for this event than to tell you that you are our historian of sorts and you will be famed for bringing stories to light of the early days of the Urantia Book and the Sadlers, and how we wish to modify the game so you have a great time doing what we want you to. You are not dying and please put that extension on your house and we will be happy too. The End.
