November 3, 2016


Just as I don't write on topical subjects, I pay no attention to how recently I've written. I either prompt Steve, "Yes, I want to channel" or "No, I don't."

In this case, and we will be quite candid about it, Steve was looking at the statistics for this website; and he sees, along with a general rise in daily visits, a particular interest in my journal entry of September 12, wherein I talk about Steve's memories regarding seeing a slave market, and his vague recollection that when he was Mathew, he interviewed slaves. We have made some further historical discoveries on this matter; Steve can present them in his own "Updates" (which he has, to some extent); but since people are reading my entry, the logical thing is to add the new information, here. Still, Steve will try to channel my thoughts about what he wants to present; sometimes, that yields new insights.

What we discovered (without spoiling the book), is that having written a travelogue from 1849-1852, Mathew resumed it four years later, in 1856, for another paper. This time, he took the persona of a student, rather than an older gentleman working in some mysterious capacity for the government. But it is clearly the same "voice"; and he specifically uses that student persona only when he needs to hide his identity. We will not go into the "ins and outs" of the detective logic used to come to these conclusions--but the conclusions are, that Mathew was, at least on one occasion, actively involved in the Underground Railroad, escorting a young woman from Portland (where she had arrived), by train, to freedom in Canada. There, he took up a collection among fellow-abolitionists for her. The account reads somewhat differently, because what he was doing was illegal. So in the account, after the train had crossed the border into Canada, he just happens to notice this girl, discretely asks if she is a fugitive, and informs her that she was now, in fact, in Canada.

But later in this trip, Steve has concluded that Mathew is traveling with William Lambert, a wild, fierce character, and the black leader of the "African American Mysteries: Order of the Men of Oppression," which ran the Underground Railroad in Detroit. Mathew, and another unnamed abolitionist, have nicknamed him "Sir William Wallace." You can look up Sir William Wallace for yourself, and you will see the relevance. Steve immediately felt strong recognition for Lambert's portrait. Mathew was, as Steve has determined through long, intricate research, an "agent" or liaison for William Lloyd Garrison, at least as of 1852 when he was writing the earlier travelogue. There, he would describe having met this or that abolitionist, or anti-slavery sympathizer (including wealthy sympathizers he was probably approaching for donations), but would never mention that aspect of their beliefs. Was he informing all the other agents of his activities and contacts, through that breezy column? He was meeting with governors, and other officials, including the President. But it was all presented in his persona as the elderly gentleman working for the government.

That was the 1852 travelogue. In this 1856 travelogue, he meets with no officials. But he does go up into the "cupola" of the Tremont House hotel, in Chicago, and reports on the vista from that vantage point. Meanwhile, Steve had remembered that we first kissed on the gallery of a lighthouse (probably, he thinks, Boston Lighthouse); and that ever since, we would commemorate that first kiss by scaling anything tall with a balcony--other lighthouses, observation towers, and church steeples. But after I died, he did so as a nostalgic tribute. So it is no accident that Mathew found himself up there in 1856, 15 years after my passing. These are the little things we know, that no historian would ever guess.

But do you remember, in my previous entry, that in 1848 Mathew had to stand and watch helplessly, while a young black woman was poked, prodded, insulted and leered at on a public stage, at the slave auction? And how he vowed revenge? Well, in 1856 he is trying to atone, at least in part, for what he felt was his cowardice in not sacrificing himself by at least coming forward and making a statement (before being tarred and feathered, or worse). He has escorted this young black woman to freedom, in the name of the first one whom he felt he had failed. Not, of course, that he could have helped the first girl. But you know how your conscience burns you.

This, too, is a "back-story" that no historian would ever guess--not even if he studied these newspapers for a thousand years. No-one has ever guessed Mathew's identity, no less understood what "made him tick," as Steve has, with me helping him to remember.

Not only did Mathew escort this girl to freedom on the last leg of her journey, but he told the entire story of her escape. So Steve's memory of having interviewed slaves is confirmed, at least for this one instance.

You may wonder, why doesn't Steve remember these things outright? Why does he only have hints, and feelings? But this is the deep veil drawn over a person before incarnating. In ancient Greek mythology, it was called Lethe--the River of Forgetfulness. Now, at the very beginning of this second travelogue, Mathew uses the identifying phrase which ties it in with the earlier travelogue. We will omit that, here. It is a clear message: "I wrote the earlier travelogue, too." Nobody else, that Steve can see, used this phrase. It is unique to the first series.

But now look at the paragraph which opens the first letter from the second travelogue series. Here, he is establishing his "student" identity (which he only returns to when he travels with Lambert, to throw people off). But notice what else he is doing:

The brain is weary and the nerves are getting tangled. Who blames me if I fling books, inkstand and pen and all the trumpery of student life, into the Lethean stream? Why die before the time in a self-made cage with the disease of "imprisoned fullness?" It will make us "good as new" to view the scenes of the sunset lands; so let us away to the West via the railroads to the St. Lawrence river, thence up the "inland seas interlocking almost to the 'Father of Waters.'"

Now, if you haven't read our book, you will immediately jump to the conclusion that this was merely a coincidence. But if you should read the book, you will see that Mathew used code like this all the time. He never, never dropped a reference like this, seemingly at random and devoid of context, without it being code for something. We could cite you several examples, until you would (if you were being rational) have to "cry uncle" and admit, it was an intentional reference.

The reference meant, "To my future self, in a future life: I was the author of the previous travelogue, too."

Do you know what this means? It means that Mathew got a message through to Steve, his future incarnation, and Steve received that message. This is trans-incarnational communication--and it is, perhaps, the first recorded instance in history.

If you started reading this because you are interested in the history of slavery, you cannot escape that we are, together, proving reincarnation. And that this is an extraordinary case. Oh, you can escape it, if you go into denial. Or, perhaps, if you stopped reading the instant it became apparent that we were broaching that topic. But if you kept reading; and if you don't stick your head in the sand...

Steve has plentiful evidence, not only that Mathew used these kinds of coded references in his public writing, but also that he had deeply studied the history and philosophy of the ancient Greeks--including reincarnation. There is no wiggle-room. There is nowhere to hide--we are real, and this is real. One would think it might be worth looking into.

I will close by saying, Steve is unclear who is writing, at this point--me, or him! But I would stop him if he was writing something contrary to what I wanted to say. So take it as a collaboration--just as we collaborated on "A Christmas Carol" before Charles Dickens claimed it as his own.

Love to each and all,