These changes are possessed with both intelligence and purpose. The Sensitives had their ideas about 'what was going on.' Occult, mystical and religious dogma all have their theories. But none of these fitted with my own experiences. In fact, the more I considered the questions in my mind, the more firmly convinced I became that everyone had somehow managed to grasp the wrong end of the Supernatural stick. They were all looking 'the wrong way up' at the supernatural. If what Skully was telling me was true, then everything I had ever believed about the Supernatural (and religion) was completely wrong. Worse still, if Skully was correct, neither I nor anyone else on this planet had much longer left to worry about it, or anything else for that matter.

I have come to realize that the crystal skulls are amongst the most powerful Supernatural tools on this planet. But for none of the reasons one would expect. They are also amongst the most dangerous objects. In a previous section of this web-site I discussed the general formula of initiation. This being:

'The application of trauma opens supernatural doorways.'

Human emotion has a mass, a weight. As emotional intensity increases so does its density. When a critical density is reached, the emotional weight punches a hole in consciousness in exactly the same way that a black-hole tears a hole in the space-time continuum: But, to where? As an example of this, I will describe my first 'direct' communication with Skully.

My friends had left several hours ago and after clearing up was sat alone in my living room. Skully was sat on his black velvet pouch in front of me. The room was illuminated by a single candle flame, which flickered and cavorted in the slight breeze drifting in from an open window. The evening's conversation had been charged with Supernatural talk which still spun through my mind as I sipped a glass of whisky. I quickly became fascinated by and lost within the interplay of shimmering light dancing across his surface. Whilst pondering the origins of the skull, a singular thought struck me:

'This object could have been around at the time of Christ! It could have looked on as the great pyramids of Egypt were built. How many other wonders has the skull witnessed?'

I would imagine that these thoughts has the same effect on me as those felt by a Catholic or Christian in the presence of a piece of the cross of Golgotha, or one of Jesus' bones. Skully was not a dry account of a historical event, he was a living piece of history itself. The density of emotion I experienced upon realization that the skull could have been touched by Jesus, or one of the great pharaohs, Moses, Alexander the Great, etc., etc., smashed a hole in my consciousness and took me to...

...a desert. I was walking behind a man I assumed to be Jesus (though he did not bear much resemblance to traditional images.) After about thirty yards, the man turned to the right (towards a rocky outcrop.) Pausing briefly, the man turned to look at me, pointing towards the top of a dune. I struggled to the top of this to witness the construction of the first pyramid. As I watched, the sun rose until it appeared to be sat squarely on the flat top of the unfinished pyramid. Only then did I notice that the sun was actually Skully. From behind my right shoulder, a quiet but perfectly distinct voice said to me:

"We are she lab lash ead."

Whether or not Skully had actually been in the presence of any of the above named individuals (or locations) is entirely irrelevant. What does matter, is that for a few moments the emotional charge (or potential) of all the above possibilities condensed about a single point (Skully.) The density of this tore a hole in my consciousness.

Imagine another situation: You are one of a group of people gathered round. With great reverence, I take from my pocket a small pouch. The pouch contains a glass phial which I take out and open. Inside the phial is a sliver of wood which I hand to a member of the group. As it is passed around I ask if anyone is able to pick up any 'sensations' from it. After everyone has inspected the wood it is replaced back in the glass phial. I then inform the group that the wood was:
1.. Taken from my garage bench.
2.. A true piece of the cross of Golgotha.
3.. Impregnated with Anthrax spores.
As would be expected, in each instance the reaction to my different statements would be radically different, but the sliver of wood remains constant. What does differ is the emotional density and polarity of charge applied to the wood by the individual. Their reactions are not based on what the wood actually is, but on what they believed it to be. This is an exact parallel of my own experiences with Skully. My 'vision' was not evoked by any particular property inherent in the skull, it was created wholly by my own mental processes. However, once the threshold is breached, what lies on the other side is entirely a different story...

Imagine for a moment that you wake up tomorrow morning, but not in you own bed. In fact, you are not in any bed. You are laying, naked, on a bed of red grass, looking up at a purple sun framed in an orange sky. The clouds are black. Your house is gone, as is your street and village. Your family, friends, colleagues and neighbours have all disappeared. There are no telephones, computers, TVs, or radio. You have absolutely no means of establishing where you are, or how you may get back home. Faced with all this, your first reaction could well be to have a cup of coffee, a cigarette, a stiff drink or even a snort of cocaine. But these too have all gone. Moreover, even if you could find a pack of cigarettes, you could not smoke one. Your body feels strange, distorted and alien, as does everything around you.

Where are you?

You are dead and everything has changed: Forever! Do you now begin to understand why the best systems of mystical attainment advocate a total withdrawal from all physical attachments. The high adepts know only-too-well, that a physical craving for tobacco (for example) has an exact spiritual parallel. When the flesh is removed, the spiritual craving remains, but has no means of satisfying itself.

Although well beyond the scope of this essay, the above should offer the astute student a telling insight into the mechanism of the phenomena of ghosts, poltergeists and certain occult practices.