This is big, so bear with me and do read this through. I've been into languages. Took Spanish at PJC 1961-63 with Dr. Philip Angeles, son of a Mexican army general. Refreshed my memory starting 1990's with Spanish poetry and now can communicate in writing easily with people in Spain. From that have gotten into a little French and Latin. Been doing Caesar's Commentaries, but found www.yandex.com where I can type whole paragraphs in English and have it translated immediately into Latin or any other language on their list! That is okay with me for now. I told somebody that I would learn Latin as a kind of penance for my sins--that somebody told me in my mind that I would get rational and not do it, and then remember that in remorse for all eternity! I need to buy a book on Latin grammar and verb tenses, so my project is just on hold for now. There really is a lot to translate written in the language of ancient Rome--like Seneca and Cicero. For me Caesar is really interesting--I had a vision of Caesar on his horse in his helmet with a red crest looking down at me in the eyes as gave him a copy of his Commentaries. I indicated that I could not speak his language. He took the book and pointed to the side of the road, and rode away. An officer rode up to me, dismounted and stood at attention while the army crossed the Rubicon into Italia. When they had crossed he looked at me, laughed, clapped my left shoulder, got on his horse and rode away after the army and the river. A strange woman with a baby came out of the woods, looked at me up and down, and gestured that she wanted me to follow her. So I did, into the woods along the road, and that's about where it ended. I do seem to recall a house and fire and some furniture, but that is about it. Does that seem strange--something like "Brigadoon" in reverse, or Thomas B. Costain's "Below the Salt?" The original Star Trek had an episode called "The City on the Edge of Tomorrow," when Kirk and Spock went back into time. That is not a nice story, but I got into Leonard Nimoy and told him that I was in the future, and asked "what do you think of that, Spock?" Either he or Kirk said, "Bill, we are actors," as I had told them my first name, as I always do when I get into time. I used to get into Patrick Stewart every time I turned that on--he was Jean-Luc Picard in that series. I have long since stopped doing that as it really is an invasion of their privacy and can be distracting for them as well. It is really weird. I got into Rosemary Clooney in "White Christmas" back in like 2007, turned it off and realized that as long as that was running on TV I could tune back in and resume talking to her, and that year, maybe 1953, was running parallel to 2007 until the movie ended. I did tune back in
and another young woman did something unexpected with Bing Crosby, and Rosemary asked me, :"Did you see that?" I said that I did, but I think they cut out what followed the quick movement that I saw. That might have been something embarrassing, but don't know what it was. That's about my story. You've got a classmate that's done what no one else has done to my knowledge, gotten into time with brain waves (and space--a lot of distance has passed as earth has moved through space for a long way since those earlier years--the communication is instantaneous (in my mind, so it is subjective). Like with UFO's and Bigfoot, the powers that be just don't want these kinds of things made public or confirmed. I my case it has been confirmed, but no direct contact has ever been made with me on this topic, and I have written everyone that I can think of for contact and at times assistance. No response--we could run experiments but as I say, I know that it has been confirmed. Someone (a federal agency) with me one night got into Czar Nicholas II and his young daughter Maria and told him in Russian about the revolution in his future and I think possibly his family's death in 1918. I know that he tried to get the British King Edward (who looked like his twin brother) to take them but was refused. The Czar was supported by the Russian state and was not himself wealthy, as I understand it, so they would have had to have been supported. The Prince of Wales loved Maria--why in God's name couldn't he have proposed, and so saved that family? I think that maybe their blood is on the royal family of England to this day, and that may be the answer for what is now happening to them. Maria came to me before last Christmas and told me that she had been taken prisoner by bolsheviks and enslaved until about 1925, when she died. It was horrible. May God have mercy their souls. For now, for all that, I will bid you "Adieu." WAS