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I'd like to givethem an intuitive feel that physical reality allows psychic thingsthat common science hasn't caught up with yet.

"I have been toying with the idea that a friendgave me: reality is kind of like YouTube. If someone sees somethingof interest they record it and upload it to YouTube, along withkeywords for people to use to find the record.

"In YouTube time and locations (space) are onlykeywords used in identifying the video. I can access informationacross time and space in YouTube. The videos are physically storedon a server somewhere in the world, so they have a physicallocation. I don't have to know where the videos are stored todownload the information.

"Remote sensing is downloading information thatis physically distributed throughout regular four-dimensionalspace-time. Eight-dimensional space-time, a concept validated bymodern physics, provides the 'Internet' for accessing theinformation."

Steve thought for a minute and then replied,"The only thing I might add is remote sensing is like searchingYouTube with a slow, 4.8 Kbit telephone circuit.

"For the trial, I suggest that you have me do alive demonstration of remote sensing. You can design it after youlook at the videos. Don't prep me on what you decide as ademonstration. I like to be able to say I was not coached on what Iwill demonstrate."

Georgia interrupted and said, "It is now timefor our afternoon nap and meditation. Let's adjourn until five. Youcan go up to the guest cottage and rest or simply enjoy theview."

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At five, I walked back from the guest cottageand found Georgia busily setting the table on the deck.

"Did you have a nap?" she asked.

"Not exactly, I sat in that big, soft deckchair and snoozed in the sun. It was really relaxing."

"After the trial is over, why don't you comeback and spend a day or two relaxing? It is especially beautiful inSeptember up here." She smiled a knowing smile and added, "Andbring that pretty dark-skinned lady with the pale–blue eyes. I'dlove to meet her."

"I'll do that."

"And, Steve is a legally ordained minister.When you are in need of that kind of service," she added withoutlooking up from setting the table.

Steve came out onto the deck and dropped into achair looking a little blurry–eyed. Georgia handed him a cup of teashe poured from a pot on the table.

"Excuse me," said Steve. "I am not quite backyet."

He sipped his tea for a minute and then added,"Earlier, I remembered some other scientific experiments on remotesensing you should know about. Some academics have done highlystructured, formalized experiments in remote sensing where the datais posted on-line for all to access at every stage of the process.They are quite conclusive. However, skeptics don't believe theresults, because they don't believe there can be valid result tobegin with."

"Send me the references and I'll check themout," I replied. "I need to know all the background I can beforethe trial."

Georgia interrupted and said, "Dave said hewould come back and spend some time after the trial, and maybebring his friend with him."

Steve smiled and said, "Wonderful! We can havesome time to go on some hikes and I can show him how beautiful thiscountry is. In my business, spending a lot of time in meditation, Ineed to ground myself in a beautiful place like this to keepbalanced. When I worked in the Palo Alto area, we lived in a littlecabin up in the mountains between Palo Alto and the ocean. Icouldn't have survived without my daily nature fix."

As we had dinner, Steve asked me about soaring,and I told him my flying stories.

After dinner, Steve asked, "Do you want toknow, in advance how the trial will turn out?"

"I'm not sure," I said. "it might spoil thefun."

I thought to myself, 'Why am I disbelievingthat he can do this?'

"I'll mail you the 'win/no win' verdict in asealed envelope in a few days. You can open it when you want–beforeor after the trial."

"How would you do that?"

"Do you see that stump by the driveway? Themorning after the verdict, I will have Georgia stand on the stumpand show me one of either of two things: a long handled pick axthat means the verdict was in your favor, or the rag cloth mop headthat means you lost the case. Tomorrow, I will go into meditationand synchronize my mind with myself, standing there in the future,and see what kind of sensory information I get. If the sensoryinformation I get from my future self is 'firm, sharp, metal,dangerous, wood handle, rusty etc.,' I will know you won. If thesensory information is 'soft, cloth, limp, cotton, wet, etc.,' Iwill know you didn't win. I am quite good at this kind ofprediction."

"If you tell me I won, and I relax in preparingthe case, I might lose. Isn't that altering theoutcome?"

"No. It might alter how or why you win thecase, but, you will win the case. That is the way it works," saidSteve with a shrug.

I thought for a minute and then replied, "Sendme the prediction and I will choose when to read it."

By this time, I was feeling like Steve andGeorgia were old friends of mine. I didn't want to leave thisintensely friendly place. Reluctantly, I said I must leave, and weall had warm hugs, which are not a lawyer's normal way of sayinggoodbye to potential witnesses. As I drove away, I felt an intensepull to return.

I decided to stop by Bob's Cafe because Iwanted to make Agnes think I am a good guy, and have hercommunicate it out the far reaches of the gossip grapevine. Iwanted to lose some of my "outsider, big city lawyerstatus."

I was careful to sit at the same rotating stoolat the counter.

Agnes came over and said, "what’ll-y-have?"This time she had a slight smile of recognition.

"Just coffee," I said.

"Ya-got-it," she replied.

The cafe was empty except for a booth of threegrey haired men, wearing their Stetson hats as they ate, exercisingwhat I have heard are "cowboy manners." One was kind of looking meover.

"How do you like Rocky Butte, so far?" askedAgnes.

"I like it a lot, so far," I said. "I am from asmall logging town like this in northern

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