292 DATE WITH THE GODSmiddle of July, the friend I had been living with in
Beverly Hills had married someone else.
Rama, sensing my feelings as usual, said, "What's the
matter, big international playboy? You look so forlorn."
"I don't know," I said, "It's just that I've gotten used to
these sessions with you, and now that we've finished
everything in the outline, I guess it's time to say
goodbye. That always puts me in this type of mood. I'm
sorry if I'm rotten company, Rama, but I wish I didn't
have to go back so soon."
"Would you like to return soon?"
"That would be super, but I don't think I'll be able to. I
don't mean to be negative, but life is very disappointing
at times. I came to Peru this time to play my last card; this
was going to be it. Had I succeeded, I could have been a
hero. But as you've seen, every effort I've made to deal
with the Peruvian government has turned to disaster.
Since I've been astral traveling, I've become convinced
that one organization is behind this whole number.
They're big and powerful and I really can't do anything
to influence the situation one way or another. Nor do I
have the tools to fight them. I think it is this company
that is causing most of the problems in the world, not
only in Peru, but in many other nations as well.
My mother's words are coming back to me. She often
said that life on this planet is controlled at one large
conference table. Since I've been taking my spirit out of
my body it has become clear to me that she was right. I
can feel the consequences of the manipulation exercised
by this company."
"That's what happens to you for working for the
beast."
"The beast?" I sputtered, shocked by her words.
"Yes, you've been working for the beast."
"I don't understand."
"You're working for people who have no scruples.