by Rick Martin

August 1999


The following in-depth interview with David Wilcock is a copy of the front page story of the September 7, 1999 issue of

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As was mentioned in one item of The News Desk in the last edition of The SPECTRUM, David Wilcock is a remarkable young man. The parallels between Wilcock and Cayce are not only amazing but, statistically speaking, quite compelling and totally convincing to many. It was certainly time to explore this subject more directly.

I spoke with David by telephone on August 3. With his busy schedule, I expected to have a 15-minute interview. But to my delight and surprise, we had a very cordial and in-depth 90-minute conversation. I got the impression of a very nice and articulate person, not afraid to be human or otherwise bound-up within an ego-driven facade.

Having just experienced his first major publicity appearance on the Laura Lee radio program on July 17, David was still stinging from what was a less-than-receptive encounter. The controlled media, no matter how well disguised, even (or maybe especially) in the format of a talk show, always takes some getting used to! After assuring David that The SPECTRUM is "user friendly", and after he checked with his own Inner Guidance, he felt at ease enough to share with us without hesitation.

While the front end of this conversation will hold particular interest for those well versed in knowledge about Edgar Cayceís life, the second half of the interview holds some helpful and enlightening commentary for everyone.

As is often the case with such contacts, I first heard about David Wilcock from two directions simultaneouslyófrom Dr. Al Overholt and from Charles Neil. As Dr. Overholt mentioned in the News Desk column in the last issue of The SPECTRUM, for those of you with Internet access, Davidís website. This website contains some of the most insightful and inspiring material (given through David in trance) that you will read anywhere. It is my intent to offer portions of his information in what will be a several-part series on this subject in upcoming issues of The SPECTRUM.

Directly following the interview, we will continue our exploration into this fascinating subject and person by sharing an in-depth analysis between Cayceís life and that of David Wilcock. And, for those of you interested, yes, David currently does conduct "readings" (including "dream readings") for a donation of $100 (subject to change in the future). These readings are his only means of financial support. He may be reached to schedule an appointment for readings at the following email address: You may write to David directly by sending your correspondence to The Spectrum and we will see that David receives it, until such time as we may provide other contact information.

Sit back now and suspend your natural disbelief for awhile, just like you would when you go to see a movie, and let the information flow through you openly rather than jumping to any premature conclusions. As is SPECTRUMís general policy with all material, "Let the reader discern for self."

After some initial introductory discussion concerning my policy about allowing people who are being interviewed to speak without interruption (remember his recent rude experience on the Laura Lee radio program!), we pick up the conversation.

Wilcock: The whole reason why everything that Iíve published is free is so that as many people can get it as possible. Thatís what I was instructed to do by these Forces. That was one of the only compliments that Laura Lee gave me, actually, on the air.

Martin: The most obvious first question that comes to mindó

Wilcock: Ok.

Martin: óand this is probably the most uncomfortable one, but the most obvious first question is: What exactly was the response by the A.R.E. [the Association for Research and Enlightenment, Inc., in Virginia Beach, Virginiaóthe official Edgar Cayce organization] when you approached them?

Wilcock: Ok, I can answer that question. (Pause)

Martin: Feel free. The tapes are rolling, as they say.

Wilcock: Let me give you a little bit of background to work up to that question, so that weíre not speaking from a platform of assuming that itís just a given that this is who I am. I want to give you just a little bit of background so we can work up to my A.R.E. announcement.

Martin: Good.

Wilcock: As you are probably aware, my initial psychic experiences began as early as I was able to remember my dreams, which were around age 2. At that age I had the distinct vision of cylindrical spaceships that would hover and flutter in the sky, and I always felt that one was about to crash and I had to go help this personóthat, essentially, a cosmic being had crashed and was stranded here and needed help. Obviously, at the time, I didnít realize that the dream was about myself.

So, when I was 5 years old, I had a spontaneous out-of-body experience. In the spontaneous out-of-body experience I found myself hovering over my own body. I could watch myself breathing and watch myself sleep. And I also had another body that still had my pajamas on.

A "Force" that was outside of my own conscious control took me, feet first, down my hallway and the hallway light was still on. I always slept with the lights on. When I got to the staircase my body stopped and turned 90 degrees in a pivoting motion. I was aware, at that point, that there were what appeared to be several voices in the background that were all talking as though they were very interested in me and in what I was going to do. My body also tilted about 30 degrees in order to begin going down the staircase.

As this happened, and I started to actually drift down the staircase, about two feet below the roof, I was distinctly aware, in my mindís eye, of a series of visions of me, out of the house, flying up into space and possibly not ever coming back. At least, that was my fear. So, I got extremely scared. As soon as I got scared, I was back in my body almost immediately.

After this experience had ended, I found myself feeling like a failure for not having accomplished what it was that this Higher Force had been trying to get me to do. I felt afterward that I would not have died, but I was going to have been taken somewhere and I messed up.

So, I felt that I was a failure and I wanted to recapitulate whatever losses I had incurred by failing in that way, so my natural response was to go down into my parentsí basement and dig out books on psychic phenomena. I read my first full-length adult book on psychic phenomena when I was 7, in second grade. And I was able to perform some experiments based on the material in that book, and got results that were so surprisingly accurate that it demolished any doubt that this wasnít real.

The most significant one was the ability that I had to guess numbers 1 through 10 accurately by simply having a group of my friends go around the corner of the building and guess the number together. I would just simply tell them the first number that popped into my head, and it was right every single time. I had a 100% accuracy.

So, that was pretty much my early stimulation. And then when I was in junior high school I was doing Tarot cards. When I was in high school I learned lucid dreaming, to become awake and aware while I was dreaming, to control the outcome.

My next significant event was in my sophomore year of college. A friend of mine stopped by to tell me an amazing story which was that he had had a two-hour conversation with his physics professor. The conversation with the physics professor, by itself, is not important, but what was important was that the physics professor was telling him that it was common knowledge in the higher echelons of NASA that the United States had secured captured alien discs and have reverse-engineered the technology.

So, my understanding was that there were three different types of beings who had been inside this craft, the tallest of which was the common Nordic that everyone talks aboutóin other words, a regular looking being with sort of pink skin, with a perfect complexionótall, with deep blue or even purple eyes, long blond hair that goes down below the middle of the ear, and usually some sort of a silver or blue jumpsuit.

The middle-height being was your typical Grey, but it was a very slender and beautiful-looking Grey.

The shortest of the beings was, apparently, like the typical Grey that everyone sees, and they determined that the head that everyone sees was [in fact] a helmetóthat underneath the helmet [the skin] was more reptilian looking.

So, these were the three beings who they found. He did not have indications about autopsy reports. He also described the propulsion system.

The propulsion system creates a sort of virtual laser. It, supposedly, sends out a particle of radiation that is going 75% the speed of light. Then, a trillionth of a second later, it shoots out another particle of radiation that is going the full speed of light. The radiation is able to repel itself, so this creates a billiard-ball effect where the faster particle bounces off of the slower particle, goes back and hits the edge of the ship, which drives it forward, and in this manner you are able to ascend to lightspeed, near lightspeed, at a very fast rate.

I had never heard any talk about this propulsion system in public. I still havenít, but much of the other material that he got was later duplicated 2-3 years later in Day After Roswell by Col. Phillip Corso. So, that was my activation event, you could say.

After that point, I began compulsively reading books like crazy, and I read everything I could find. My book Convergence, which is freely published on the Internet at my website [], discusses the culmination of what ended up being six years of research, after I first had this disclosure.

After doing research for four years and reading, probably, as many as one or two books (and completing them) each week, usually having five or six in progress at any one time, I started to feel somehow empty. I was chasing this information furiously, and yet there was nothing in the personal life to mirror what was happening in the books. I finally realized that the key was in my dreams. I had been recording my dreams since, approximately, the same time that I got the disclosure. So, for the last four years I have been keeping a record of this.

I started to participate on Richard Hoaglandís message boardóthe Enterprise Mission message boardóand wrote a lot of articles and actually captured his attention enough that we got into several debates. After Richard Hoaglandís message board started to fold up, which occurred in November of 1996, I realized that I had to direct my creative energies into my own work and not into someone elseís message board.

Around this same time, a man by the name of Joe Mason called me on the telephone. He had been a participant on the message board. He was one of the only people who could relate to my writings on synchronicity. [I had] written several posts [on] how I would see repeating digits on the clock at just the right moment. This would happen five or six times a day. I would be sitting there not thinking about what time it was, reading a book or driving down the road, and would just happen to look at the clock at exactly 4:44 or 5:55 or 11:11 or 12:12. There were several of them.

These were getting to be quite bizarre because there were times when four or five different synchronicities would all converge at the same time moment. One of my favorite ones was when my speedometer hit 444, my clock hit 5:55 and, at that exact second, it started pouring rain while I was driving.

So, these types of things were happening to me. Joe Mason explains that synchronicity was a way for our Higher, subconscious self to communicate to us consciously. It was a way for messages to be communicated. He said that there was a more direct way of getting in touch with this Higher Self, and that was what he called the "dream voice".

He said that, when you woke-up in the morning and you were still able to remember your dreams, if you just allowed yourself to listen, you would discover that, similar to being in a room with several TVs running at the same time, there would be a bunch of background noise that you could hear if you were willing to tune-in and if you were close enough to being asleep that you could actually hear it. He said that, if you listened to this and you wrote it down, it would have meaning, even if it didnít seem to make any sense.

In fact, the whole key to the technique was that you did not understand what you were getting when you wrote it down. If you did start to understand it, then your conscious mind had a much higher potential for distorting the information.

In the midst of this conversation, I was falling asleep. It got to be 5:00 in the morning, because it was only 2:00 in the morning his time, in California. But he was giving me so much good information that I was still trying to write it down, even as I was falling asleep. That turned out to be what trained my conscious mind to be able to do this.

The very next morning I woke up and I could hear his voice talking to me again, just like last night on the telephone. And I just started to write down what it said, and a lot of it was very cryptic and it didnít make any sense. But, at the very end of the conversation, it said to me: "...There are other sites you can visit, such as Chichen Itza..." which is the pyramid site in Mexico, the Yucatan, Central Mexico. "You can go there with your mind, you know, check it out."

And I had just gotten done reading this amazing 8-page transcript, for the second time, and reading this sentence that was obviously telling me that I could recreate the same, fantastic, out-of-body experience I had when I was 5, again, by inducing it consciously. And, just as I was reading this again, the phone was ringing. And the phone tugged at my heart. I knew that it was somehow very important.

I wondered if it was actually Joe Mason himself asking me, calling me and asking me something like, "Did you get that telepathic message I just sent you?" So, I answered the phone and it turns out that it is a friend of mine inviting me to a seminar on astral projection. The synchronicity was so amazing that I just felt it thundering into my head. I didnít know what to do.

Later on, I realized that that Monday, November 10, I had predicted the imminent heart attack of Mother Teresa the following Friday. It was in the following sentence, which reads, "One of our women, Teresa, a sibling, inoperative, Christian, psychically." So, that phrase seems to imply to me that they were saying that sibling Teresa, in other words, Mother Teresa, was rendered inoperative. It was pretty clear that I had tapped into something that was definitely real.

In the very first day, there was a very enigmatic series where it was saying, "I was born in..." and then it gave me a series of dates, and some of these dates were in the 1800s, and some of them were more recent times. There was one date, in particular, that I couldnít get because it didnít come through very clearly, but it sounded like 1887. I found out later on that Edgar Cayceís birthday was 1877. That was the date I was actually trying to get.

So, even from the very first day, there were allusions to my having been Cayce. There was also a phrase that said, "Thatís the church pattern, Emilius and others like him have been around for a very long time." I found out much later, about a year later, that in the Cayce readings, Emilius was, supposedly, the first incarnation of the soul entity that finished itself from the Earth as Jesus Christ. Emilius was initially whatís called the "first Adam" in the Bible. He was responsible for trying to save those souls who had been seduced by the material world and by its vibrations and wanted to stay here, for the time being.

This was, supposedly, according to Cayce readings, how we all "fell from grace". Thatís the original "fall" referred to in the Bible. We were spiritual entities, seduced by matter, and Emilius saw that we were not able to escape, and he came in to try to resolve this problem.

In the wake of this, I became aware of the fact that every morning I could wake-up and just start listening. I would be getting messages from a very high spiritual source, and it completely changed my life. They immediately started to talk about my diet needs and my personal needs. I had a very different agenda.

I wanted to ask them about UFO information. I wanted to ask them about research-oriented questions. Their agenda was much more along the lines of telling me: "Look, thereís a lot of things about yourself that we need to fix. Thereís a lot of personal issues that you have to resolve." So, it was pretty interesting that, here I thought I was contacting extraterrestrials and was going to get all this cosmic information, and they end up being, basically, like my psychotherapist!

After going through this for awhile, I kept seeing more and more accurate future prophecies. And they are all documented on my website. There have been hundreds and hundreds of them. And it was basically leading up to telling me that I was supposed to move.

As the year progressed, there was an event where I had joined a "Search for God" study group, which is based on the work of Edgar Cayce, and I essentially was doing it because I had been thinking about moving to Virginia Beach, Virginia to possibly study with Atlantic University, the graduate school based on Cayceís work. In the study group I met this guy by the name of Skip and he was a hypnotherapist. He agreed to hypnotize me and try to get me to do a reading, to see what would happen. Very, very anomalous and interesting events occurred when he hypnotized me.

First of all, he sat me in the chair and I had my crystals in my hands. At the exact second that I touched both of my crystals in the position that I normally would, he also was plugging in this heater. And as he was plugging it in, an arc shot out from the wire into the air, and it was about a 3-inch-long arc of electricity. And he says that, after this happened, it worked fine, and before that it worked fine. It was only this one time that there was ever a problem. It was enough of an arc that it actually created a wisp of smoke.

During the reading, when I started to channel, the Forces apologized for their effect on the electronic systems. They also were answering questions that he was asking telepathically, before he ever spoke them physically. So, in effect, he stopped asking questions and just used telepathy to mold the reading in the direction of what he wanted to know.

At the end of the reading, we were going over to his computer to check out the latest crop circle formation, and before we were ever able to bring it up, the whole house went out in power and it stayed off, according to him, for exactly 60 minutes, and then came back on. So that was highly unusual stuff.

The next really major thing was, I was able to induce the conscious out-of-body experiences and I had an experience where I projected myself into this state and I knew where I was. I met some people who obviously didnít. I was trying to tell them, "Look, Iím having an out-of-body experience. I can levitate; I can float; Iíll show you that this is not real." They refused to believe me. I got very frustrated with these people and I said, out loud, "Isnít there someone around here who knows what the hell is going on?"

Before I had even finished the sentence, I had turned around and there was already a woman standing there, wearing a purple robe (and thatís a very important color) with penetrating blue eyes and grey hair that was parted in the middle and was sort of long. I didnít think anything of this. I figured she was just another one of these regular people running around. But as she stared at me, I found that I couldnít move, and so she commanded my attention. She kept staring at me until the mental chatter in my mind had settled down somewhat and I was able to just think clearly.

Finally, when I was sort of relaxed and she was still staring at me, she says, "You know you have to move, donít you?" And I started to hem and haw and look both ways and wonder what to do, and she just didnít say anything else, and I still couldnít move, and so I realized that I basically had to say "Yes".

So I said, "Yes, yes, I will move, I will move." Then I was able to be free. I transcribed a reading that had happened the day before this, after the experience happened, and it said, "Strap on your parachute hat, Virginia would be a nice destination."

So, the Forces proceeded to collapse everything in my life that was of any value to me, soon afterwards, including my job, and I was left with basically nothing worth staying [for] up in New York. And my landlady, who had never wanted a lease in writing, suddenly was asking me for a one-year contract, and it wasnít even at the beginning of the year of when I had started renting.

All of these things pyramided. There was a girl who I was sort-of seeing, and we had a falling out that was looking like it was going to be permanent. All this stuff happened all at once and I realized that there was very little holding me in New York.

So, I called the A.R.E. volunteer center and got the listing for a house. And, basically, packed all my stuff into the car and drove down there. The second night that I was there, I remembered, to my surprise, that back in July (it was now October), in my reading, it had said the words "Great Neck". And now I happen to be living on Old Great Neck Road, which is off of Great Neck road, so that was pretty shocking.

So, after realizing that, somehow, it appears that even back in July my readings knew not only that I was going to Virginia Beach, Virginia, but I was going to be in this particular house, on this particular street. I said to myself, "Now, I have to look. I have to see if there is anything else thatís worth noting here. Maybe these readings have other prophecy about my arrival in Virginia Beach."

So, I went back to my room, grabbed the book of readings, went downstairs and sat on this white leather couch. As soon as I sat on the white leather couch, my eyes drifted up to the bookshelf and I saw the title of a book that said The History Of The German Steel Helmet, 1921-1945, and I was absolutely beside myself.

It turns out that, back in July, around the same time I got the words Great Neck, I had gotten an anomalous phrase in German, and I donít even speak German. My housemate was able to translate it for me. The phrase was translated into "a group of German steel helmets". And here I was, sitting on this leather couch, looking up seeing a book that says The History Of The German Steel Helmet.

I came to find out, when I talked to the woman who I was renting from, that the other man who was living in the house (whose name was Dennis), was a collector of German steel helmets. In fact, he had a giant collection of them, enough that he could start a whole store. He hadnít even called her for the first time to move in back in July when I got this reading. He didnít move in until August. That was obviously pressing on my brain, considerably.

Something else was happening. Skip, this same guy who hypnotized me, called me up before I moved to Virginia, and had said, "I want you to see something. You have to come over, right now." And I said, "I donít know what youíre talking about." And he said, "No, you have to come over right now."

Finally, I agreed. I drove over to his house, I got inside, and he had this magazine. He had taped a piece of paper over the magazine with a square cut in the middle of the paper. Inside the square was framed the image of a face that looked exactly like mine.

And he said, "Now, who is this?" And I had to stop and think for a good fifteen or twenty seconds. I finally realized that, since he was an A.R.E. member and it had the look of a magazine, it must have been Venture Inward magazine and that, therefore, it had to be an image of Edgar Cayce when he was my age. So I guessed, "Edgar Cayce".

And he said, "Well, yes, but who else does it look like?"

And I said, "Yeah, I understand what youíre saying." We were both pretty flabbergasted about this.

As soon as I got to Virginia Beach, there was a person, who I had called on the telephone when I was looking for houses, who was actually the catalyst to finding the house that I lived in. And he said he wanted to see me in person, right away. I told him that I didnít understand it, but that was fine. As soon as he met me in person he said, "My God, I canít believe it!"

I said, "What?"

He said, "You look exactly like Edgar Cayce."

I said, "You know, someone else has told me that, and I donít know what it means."

He said, "Well, you might be his reincarnation."

I said, "That is just ridiculous; thatís impossible. Why would I have to be such a figure? You know, Iím doing my own work, but it doesnít mean anything grandiose. At least, I donít think it does."

Well, as time progressed, more and more people were meeting me and having the same reaction. People who were rather high-up in the Cayce circles were seeing me, before they knew that I did any psychic work, and saying things like, "My God, he looks exactly the same as Cayce."

There was a man, who has a very high position in the A.R.E., who I met for dinner. He told me after we got done with dinner that he had nearly fallen over backward when he first walked into the restaurant and saw me sitting at the table, because he had worked with Cayceís early years extensively, including photograph archives, and had never seen anyone who was the spitting image of Cayce, as I was.

As time progressed I was living with someone who was intensely dedicated to the Cayce readings [and] has been a friend of Gladys Davis Turner for a long time. Gladys Davis Turner was Cayceís [longtime] stenographer. And, also, the readings indicated that she was his [Cayceís] twin-soul. So, she was very important in this saga. This person knew all the ins-and-outs of the Cayce readings. He was very well educated about it. And as I lived at his house with him, after moving from the house I lived at in the beginning (I was only there for 2 weeks), he became convinced that I was the reincarnation of Edgar Cayce.

I still wasnít.

So, the next significant event was that I finally got so fed-up with wondering whether it was true or not, that I went into a deep state of trance, and before going into trance I asked the reading, "You have to tell me if this is true. You have to tell me if I am the reincarnation of Edgar Cayce."

The answer that I got was as follows: "Understand that we may indeed give you the answer, but with the answer comes great responsibility. You will need to go back through your life and see all the parallels. In short, the answer is yes. We had to wait until the proper time to tell you this, and that proper time has arrived."

So, I was just totally amazed. I couldnít even believe it. I resisted it very strongly. I was almost bitter about it, because now I felt, all of a sudden, that this work I had been doing psychically for the last year, took on a much higher level of importance. I felt an obligation that I didnít feel before, because now I knew I was responsible for this legacy and that I was supposed to carry this legacy through into the next generation.

So, I resisted it strongly and I didnít really want my readings to talk about it. Yet, I was having some dreams that were very evidential where I was scuba-diving down into something like Atlantis and bringing up all these fragments, one-by-one, and the fragments together were Gladys Davis Turner. It was like I was reconstructing myself. Gladys Davis Turner is my other half, in terms of the spiritual sense.

Getting back to the A.R.E., the next important thing that happened was, I had an astrology program on my computer, and one day I sat down and said, "Letís see if thereís anything that will happen if I run a comparison chart between Cayceís birth-time and my birth-time."

So, I punched in Cayceís birth-time. I had the exact information. I punched in my exact information and then I brought up the chart. My heart just about stopped. What I saw, without even a matter of seconds of delay, was that the two charts were so tightly meshed together that it defied any coincidence.

The Moon was within minutes of 1 degree in the same position on both charts, sitting directly on top of each other. And, in fact, all of the inner planets, through Mars, were in almost exactly the same position. The Sun, Mercury, Venus, Mars, and the Moon were all sitting right on top of each other.

Then, all of the outer planets were aspecting each other very tightly. I knew at that moment that this was just getting more and more crazy. The facial similarity was remarkable. So, there had to be something to it.

Soon after this point, I got a reading about the Hall of Records and it said that it was very important that the A.R.E. be more vocal in the public about the Hall of Records because there was a negative force that was currently in power over there, and if enough people didnít desire the truth, then this negative force could potentially stifle the release of this Hall of Records, indefinitely, to the public.

So now, I not only had this identity, I had a message that I was supposed to give to the A.R.E. Even then, it took me about three more months. It wasnít until, basically, April and May, 1998, when I actually approached them for the first time.

Now, let me give you a little bit more background information so you can see how interesting this event really was. In the Cayce saga, there was a financial backer named Morton Blumenthal who financed the Cayce hospital. For those who donít know a lot about Cayce, his life-long ambition was to have a place of treatment and healing for those who were given his medical readings. The medical readings advised some very exotic medical treatments that, normally, could not be found.

He wanted a hospital where people could actually get those treatments. He did attract people who had lots of money in order to pay for this and Morton Blumenthal was a New York stock broker who proved to be able to do that for him. They built the hospital together, and within less than a year after it was in operation, [there] was the great stock market crash of 1929. And the hospital folded-up very quickly. Morton and Casey had a very, very icy separation and the entire affair was so emotionally charged that they were never able to speak to each other again.

I have found that all of the significant people from the Cayce circle have shown up again in some sort of reincarnation in the present, with the same degree of facial similarity and attitude and behavior similarity. So, it turns out that Morton Blumenthal had reincarnated as my friend, Chris, who Iíve known ever since I was a freshman in college.

Weíve stayed in touch, in spite of having numerous disagreements. There was a phrase in my readings, before they ever told me about my identity, where they were talking about Chris and they said, "Plug-in the early New York stock exchange." And it was so anomalous that I actually asked them, "Could you please explain why youíre talking about a stock exchange when youíre talking about Chris?"

And they said that it was "a technical term posed as a riddle, and think of how you would exchange dollars and cents". And that was all they would say.

So, now I realize the facial similarity between Chris and Morton, but I hadnít quite understood that thatís who he had been. He actually came to live with me, and I had moved into another apartment that was two blocks away from the A.R.E. and the Cayce hospital.

You have to understand that, in my past life, Morton and I had become dire enemies over this hospital falling. On the very day that I was to go to the Cayce Hospital for the first time in this life, to meet with people from the A.R.E. to talk about this, my friend Chris and I had the worst altercation, the worst argument that we had ever had in our entire friendship. And it was happening in the context of him knowing that I was about to go over to this hospital and be interviewed.

So, there was obviously some reincarnation karma playing itself out. As a result of being in this argument before I went, I was on edge and very nervous. I met with a senior staff person with the A.R.E. He took me into his office and we had a long conversation and I explained the story in as much detail as I could, and I explained how this was all newóand it was very difficult for me to do that.

What ended-up happening was that he tried to exchange skepticism, was basically trying to pick me apart, was very resistive to the whole idea. His conclusion that he made was that I was a nice guy, I had some obvious genuine psychic ability, but the fact that my readings had told me that I was the reincarnation of Edgar Cayce, and the fact that they had mentioned that there were going to be Earth changes in the future of a large-scale natureó[meant] that I had to, therefore, be contaminated by negative entities and otherwise unviable as the legitimate article.

He did befriend me, and I ended up working with him selling concessions for the next play at the A.R.E. And thatís one of my running puns, which is: Edgar Cayce came back to the A.R.E. and they got him selling candy bars.

Martin: (Laughter)

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