Anyone can go to Heaven, be
a Ghost, or Return Again

Either people ascend out of the world with their body or they leave it behind some way which just might as well be left behind feeling fine, like the lucky ones.

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Jerry Garcia: The Grateful Dead's heart and soul, the beloved free spirit behind rock's great odyssey of the "Peace and Love Movement". As close as I got to the Grateful Dead was to the entrance of their "shows", twice, which tickets to were always sold-out, so I was just glad to at least find someone in the crowd outside, selling sheets of LSD, and visit other other Rock 'n' Roll gatherings, since the times were friendly. The social life for millions of cheerful kind and caring people died over the years, even though Jerry's soul was still alive and eclectic I found out Monday after the Memorial, at sundown. Fog in, then to cross-eyed "see" up close that Saturday morning over the stage area of his Memorial a dead and risen soul is round like a full Moon, that otherwise with a body inside of it is egg-shaped like the Earth. Jerry's hair line and beard dark area over his Memorial tilted up to the right with only white and no features in between looking over at me! Jerry's soul usually resides over his Memorial stage center, right over his banner area at its top.

This is August 9th, in the afternoon when the Grateful Dead fans began gathering together in hope that there would be a Jerry Garcia Memorial. This is the west end of the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park San Francisco, where the Dead originally put on their concerts in front of tens of thousands of fans in the 60's and 70's until the city mayor put a end to it with permit time limit regulations that prevented all night Grateful Dead music and partying out all night that this time would be allowed for five days and four nights. There was an electricity of hope and love and good cheer in the air over San Francisco so strong the sky pulsed with a steady flash across it noticeable even in the daylight, until nighttime it was evidently resembling heat-flashes impossible by the sea where there are never heat flashes, which lasted for five days!

This is Sunday morning August 13, the air was still chilly from the night, as people got up with their bedrolls to get a close look at the stage area being set up for the Memorial. Over to my right I parked my bike at the camera platform and took this first picture, taking three pictures in all, while I could still move around to get the best pictures of the stage area. As cultural commentator Scoop Nisker, Author of "If You Don't Like the News, Go out and Make Some of Your Own", argues, "The '60's spirit died long ago everywhere on the planet except at Grateful Dead shows."Moreover, Jerry Garcia lived a life that was in many ways the envy of every musician. He was able to devote himself entirely to making and experimenting with his art; his work reflected and promoted a palpable sense of community, which we all seek with increasing desperation; he experienced fabulous material success as his band developed into a self-sufficient business empire; and by all accounts, despite his failings , he was gentle, compassionate and deeply concerned with the impact his music and life had on people and the planet. Even more than the deaths of other rock stars, Garcia's passing will force the faithful , nomadic Deadheads to loyal employees, to take measure of their own lives. Garcia was able to string out his mind-bending solo for more than 30 years. But as Robert Christgau noted in his capsule review of "In the Dark", the Dead's 1987 only "Gold" album, yielding "Touch of Gray": "One problem with the cosmic is that it doesn't last forever."

Here we are, the rest of the parade is coming around the track up to my right side shortly before suddenly up front somewhere in the Parade flew up without announcement, as I was rewinding my camera, I looked in time to see two white rectangular flocks of birds like two cards in a high wind flip over together side by side and fly away high over the trees. Then a airplane flew over dropping thousands of roses in cones that first all blew over the trees in the wind.

Jerry Garcia was 53 years old, so the two caskets carried by the parade around the Polo Field on the above horse track each contained 53 snow white doves in them. One casket was Jerry Garcia's, the other was honorary for the Grateful Dead first drummer who died in 1973 of drinking too much alcohol with drugs caused Ron "Pigpen" McKernan's death.

On stage the remaining Grateful Dead band members and their immediate family gather around them. Grateful Dead band members, including Jerry Garcia, played with other bands when they were not on tour as the Grateful Dead, so of course Jerry's other band members would keep on playing music like-they usually did, while not on tour with Jerry Garcia. Jerry Garcia chose to raise to from darkness to the light, the origin of life opposite sex God providing all of the wavelength currents and specific gravities for physics in nature. Deborah Koons, married to Garcia on Valentine's Day 1994, told the crowd that when she saw Jerry the morning he died "he had a smile on his face" indicated heroin overdose. That did fine for Jerry, for a boost of energy, who cut flight communications as powerful evidence he is here!

The eulogies conclusion was Jerry could still be with us. The rest of the band would still play music in other bands. The ceremony lasted nearly until noon, when the remaining Grateful Dead told the crowd they were not going be playing music today, announcing they were going to play five hours of their best picks of live Grateful Dead concert songs. Although they would rather like-usual play on all-night-long, that a city ordinance would not allow to go on past 5 p.m. when police on horseback would move in to clear out the crowd. Said drummer Mickey Hart, "If the Grateful Dead did anything, we gave you the power. You have the groove, you have the feeling. ... You take it home and do something with it. We didn't do this for nothing." A fan, Jeremy Coles, 30, praises on the stage, "His guitar playing provided a kind of wrap around you, "like a mother wraps an infant." Cary Tennis's ArtBeat column goes on to say "Contrast the heartless and witless AOL cynics with the tears shed at Sunday's Polo Field memorial amid the marvel of Jerry's music raining on the crowd like some rich natural wonder endowed with a soulful intelligence. Contrast the AOL hecklers remarks with the woman at the alter, her mouth torn with grief, saying 'I can't believe I'm going to live the rest of my life without him!' Or with the barefoot girl in a muslin dress with a purple sash draped shoulder to ankle, her hair topknot tied with what looked like juniper berries, winding her way through the crowd bearing roses and a sheaf of elegies and handing them out to one friend after another with the sprightly quickness of priestly duty. How to square that? Well, it doesn't square. Death doesn't square. It just leaves a hole where something rushes in."

Behind the scenes Jerry Garcia was very much alive an objective omniscient soul as darkness was settling in on the August 10 ebbing and flowing growing crowd enchantment. Out of sight to the left some 200 yards in front of this memorial scene I stood, after setting up camp, facing the area of the Polo Grounds here where the Grateful Dead put on so many free concerts in the '60's and '70s, I was told that went on for nights of partying preceding each show on through the night, as the Grateful Dead liked to play all night, the same as at their indoor shows. I looked at the clearing between two of the big trees at the Polo Grounds in front of me, from my camp, a window of dazzling white light flipped-open-wide for me to take a good look and then it abruptly closed. Right after that, over to my left about 45 degrees and up about 10 feet in a clearing between two near trees appeared suddenly all of the brightly lit-up white molecules of in an egg shape like the Earth. A soul being Earth shaped over nine foot long end to end person's soul who was great one of the other god's took notice of me twice in a bright flash passing a tree. So I am sure that Jerry Garcia, making the air flash steadily with a pulse all around everything in the area was making his rounds around the Polo Grounds and Golden Gate Park, if not in leaps and bounds to and fro anywhere else is showing everyone that he is still alive, and there is power in death over electrical-circuits, since it was his duty to impress to everyone that Jerry Garcia and you to can safely take leave to heaven. A great god of the gods, friendly freer and more-powerful than he could ever be in the flesh, and at your service and mine, living in knowledge, to know and understand, as whoever so wish. Such a merry prankster in the illuminated secret on earth, at a world crisis since the last Universe shorted out Time with a galaxy and blew-up then slammed back together into a new circuit Universe specific gravity inertia currents' hollowed White World spectrum electrical field formation all assembled Universe expanded and stars popped out, 1 jetting out an Earth.

Monday afternoon August 14 upon returning back to the Polo Grounds to the west end of the horse track's back side where the Memorial had been yesterday, just testing, crossed my eyes like the books of Carlos Castaneda said to do to "see" the soul of Jerry Garcia I was certain I would see, right above where the back of the stage was decorated up to the top of a string of balloons over, and about 25 yards up behind the center of the horse track was about an eight foot in diameter round as a full moon a white sphere. Jerry Garcia's soul had expanded! tilted up-to the-right with only a hair line and his dark beard on it as if he was thrilled that his soul was being seen by a "seer", certain to see him! So I had to come back early in the morning over to the memorial stage site to center myself in front of where it was, and go up a few steps to "gaze" up to see Jerry Garcia's soul up a few yards looking out big and round that rolled straight down to took at me! The fog came in off the ocean rest of the week. So I could not see if Jerry's soul was up there all along at his Memorial gathering or most anytime after, until this Saturday morning after the thick fog went back out to sea, August 19, the day of the Jerry Garcia Memorial in Central Park New York City. I looked up to "see" Jerry's Garcia's soul overhead in front of me only about 10 yards up! By the looks of him his hair line and beard appeared level like he was looking out at this past Sunday's crowd. Realizing I was "seeing" his soul again, the sphere of Jerry Garcia rolled down and faced me directly! I didn't have anything planned to say at this point in my life. I had nothing great to say in my possession, so I just looked down at the bleacher steps and turned and walked away. I met Magic, a stage hand for the Dead engaged to their first drummer Ron "Pigpen" McKernan who died of liver disease in 1973.

When either the clouds or the fog was in I could not "see" Jerry Garcia's soul, but only every time when the sun was out, while he was there I could gaze and "see" Jerry Garcia's round white soul at his favorite spot over behind where his regular stage area & Memorial site was located. I was fortunate to "see" such a famous soul, who acknowledging that I was "seeing" him every chance I came near! Sometimes he would be away to other places, to many peoples' inspiration!

When either the clouds or the fog was in I could not "see" Jerry Garcia's soul, but most every time when the sun was out in 1995 he was there so I could gaze and "see" Jerry Garcia's round white soul at his favorite place over where his regular stage area was at his Memorial site. I was fortunate to "see" such a famous soul, who acknowledging that I was able to "see" his round soul, hair and beard! Sometimes he would be away to other places, like north across the Bridge.

My first encounter with Jerry Garcia was at my camp in Golden Gate Park. Then I used "seeing" to locate him from a short distance at his spot on my way to camp and then once close overhead. On September 5th there was a Grateful Dead crowd up the road in the Marin Headlands, they were going through their beautifully orchestrated ebb and flow of a crowd chant building back and forth up to a great frightening shout followed by cheering! Great enough to raise a soul, while others simply go under the earth to hang sacked-up in their soul like a tear laid-back dreaming in the Circuit of the World until it's end. Back at the campground I only needed to set up my air mattress for my sleeping bag, and lay beside my picnic table. The weather was so dry and warm I didn't need to set up the tent. So while the Dead Heads were doing their ritual chanting and shouting I was enjoying so much I got up to get something out of my locker and Jerry came up in a streak of light out of the air from the other side of the picnic table and flashed up-close right in my face! Not even a Bear hug!? Thanks Jerry, for the power to do great things. For a revolution the electorate might as well overdose, rise-up and take the natural laws of physics to make powered things go haywire so airplanes fall out of the sky and electrical systems shut-off without warning making everything crash, causing chaos and anarchy all over the world, as ships suck water until they all fall down with the wrath of gods to the world, the system leaving all of the good times and time to die.

Finally I stopped "seeing" Jerry Garcia's soul over the Polo Grounds, so I camped in the Marin Headlands National Park campground, high up over the Ocean, looking a last time over San Francisco spending one more night of camping in the west end of Golden Gate Park. Some other camper after setting up camp was watching a big ocean freighter going under the Golden Gate Bridge, while I was looking high over San Francisco to the Polo Grounds when I noticed a round white spot was a rainbow! I turned and asked the person beside me to look over at it, at the white spot of rainbow, which he did but could not speculate what it was. I took some days before I got around to finding Dead Heads, to see if they would believe me that the rainbow spot was Jerry Garcia's soul, having gone through some new transformation so he is now visible, for anyone's ordinary sight to be able to see to him as a white spot in the sky with a rainbow through it.

Clouds were building up over the Headlands in Marin the next morning, preceding a storm that would usually rain a day there before crossing over to San Francisco, when I planned on heading out for Half Moon Bay going south for the winter. Unaware that from other beach campgrounds along my way south of the storm, which finally went east. I could see thick clouds over the hills at the end of my sunny days, with a round white spot of rainbow in the sky in the distance north facing towards the Sun over ocean the direction I was coming from! Jerry was following me! Until El Captain State Beach, south in Santa Barbara county, with a traveler going north at the perfect overlook of the Ocean north, I met the only other person to get a look with me at the round white spot of rainbow in the distance inland over the coast. I told him all about my experiences concerning it. While I knew from a long time ago that a rainbow formed over the eyes of constant and steady LSD users, easiest to do with liquid LSD and an eyedropper. Of course that was Jerry. I only got to see him one more time up close enough to pull me up, if I would only jump shout&dance reach from a mountain pass!

There was a big mountain to get over from Ventura, a mile high above the Ocean. Someone drove me up to the first pass, so I could save my shower and roll down only a couple thousand feet to take the road east right into camp. I didn't have a clue why Jerry Garcia's soul was following me down the coast. I was on a mission to a mountain in the desert in Arizona. So after a lot of spring water, and a rabbit stew, I was ready to go back on up the two thousand feet east to get around Los Angeles in the Angeles National forest, down to the desert to climb a mountain near the Colorado River like the place on the cover of a book where seers can watch gravity current rain down. Next I got on up to two peaks and came around a bend on this back road, easily a couple hundred feet or more to the top, where came into view close over the road was a 60 yard or so round white spot with a rainbow through it, every last color! I reached the top of the road in front of the rainbow, parked my bike and went over to see color cords overhead of rainbow going through a round cloud. I walked across the road to look up at the large round lines of rainbow colors. There was a slight cloud movement and steam whiffs drifted off from the round cords of colors going through the round rainbow towards the east.

Four years later in March of 1999 in a dust storm I made it from Interstate 8 up through an Indian reservation to a camping area with good water, where I stayed for many days. But while I was dragging my bike through the sand in the dust storm, to a group of large trees, I stopped suddenly upon noticing a large cloud to the south shredded by the wind, a great cloud shaped like a skeleton, with his head turned my way, laughing, and riding a big "chopper" in a windstorm, as if on his way to San Diego! Jerry Garcia's soul after death woke up in the White World, as a New one of the "gods"!

On occasions over the years of "seeing the light of life" and egg shaped souls have 4 objects and a portal aperture over their head and the living have secrets they know not I was not surprised in December 2003 after reaching camp at an empty State Park, registered for the night and found a good site in the sunshine to sit until sunset enjoying two large beers alone by myself after a long strenuous day through the mountains, was impressed to see Venus as big and blazing as it gets after sundown, from an empty campground after finishing my last beer I walked to the parking lot and put the cans in a recycle bin and walked out into the empty parking lot for a wider view of bright Venus over the west, before turning and walking back to my forest campgrounds for sleep, when all of a sudden there was a blazing flash so bright I had to turn away from it and waite for the light to go out or dimmer so I could look back up for whatever caused it. Then it went over the tree tops so I could look right up through the branches over the sky through the trees, to where a brilliant light was drifting east as big as Venus, only several hundred yards up going east through the branches towards a large clearing to my left. So I watched the bright light drifting through the branches until it came out in the clearing. I was amazed at its brightness, and that unlike Venus its points of starlight were long thin white lines of light that extended out to a short "V" formation at the end of each long thin line from the thick bright points of the UFO's starlight formation that continued to drift east over a hill ridge across California 101 just north of State Road 1. Then the bright light suddenly went out, and a box-like object with very rounded corners out of the sides of a red tented wedge shaped craft, its light was from some overhead source, it was marked on its sides, and tinted red all over from above somewhere and had a triangle shaped black bottom pointed to my right. The structure slowly dropped straight down over the other side of the ridge. This kind of UFO flies through the White World unseen, using only the Black World Currents for vertical up-or-down motion through the black triangle shape of its bottom, flowing out the creation currents of the Black World, still and static! The White World spinning while the Black World is flowing currents down to the core center of the Earth's Gravitational Field, according to the principle of equal but opposite forces, one a liquid. While flight through the White World should be 4 miracles of life set in opposition in the rounded front of their wedge shaped craft. A thing like people hear talk about on Art Bell Coast to Coast radio, UFO sightings. The store owner who sold the beer to me saw it too, when he closed his store, and then went down to the bar at California Highway 1 where someone said he was crazy or something and shot him dead. In the morning I went over to the store for coffee. The store was closed, but two men in a pick up truck were leaving when I stopped them and found out about the shooting after a Coast Guard helicopter landed over in their parking lot. While I was talking to the men in the truck I pointed over to where it went. Right then a little black police helicopter went flying east where I was pointing, so the two men in the truck turned around and looked at it.

I walked out onto my patio, overlooking town, one afternoon to look at wisp's of clouds over a warm day. Something I never expected to see again was in a wisp of cloud high over town, Jerry Garcia again as a round white spot of cloud with a rainbow going through it. I was working on some page somewhere here, and took a break. These were my last few months of a need for technical support, long before I mastered the art of writing web pages. Jerry Garcia must have known from past experience I would recognize him as a spot of white cloud with a rainbow going through it, knowing I was at something that would be of future value, re traveling his Grateful Dead shows in the past. I was just thrilled to see him again. On November 3 2007 I passed by the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park to gaze over the Memorial to see if his round white soul would be there, as he had not for years, when in a shocking second I was seeing a scene of Jerry Garcia's round soul back half as a glossy black imprinted hollow formation, only a few days after Halloween, a flock of black bats seemed to be charging at me; I knew they were the Deadheads gathering over the west end of the stage to frighten me, according to the season, doing me a party favor, coincidently over a week after a comet had exploded bigger than the Sun and spread its gas over Mars' orbit on February 19 2008 "2.05 AU" from Earth before another comet like it explodes to a ball of gas much larger than the Sun and goes through Earth's orbit a huge cloud of gas covering Earth on July 26 2008 or Earth's next time around the Sun "1.35 AU" away from the nucleus of a comet that in "Revelation 8:10,11" is a warning to the faithful to vanish in the twinkling of an eye!

Just yesterday a lady was telling me everything is in circles, while I was trying to talk through her talk to say the soul is round, so I said so the soul is round, that ended the conversation. She would never fathom the soul is only round when it is dead, but otherwise it is egg shaped while it is supporting an earthly body inside its center, unless the soul died and is transformed into an egg shaped particle layered memory identity, well aware of itself, that does move around at will, like my 15 year old girlfriend I learned of because I was instructed by a voice to read "the sermon on the mount" and saw "God". So any of the associated forms I mention here of died and ascended Jerry Garcia, in the nearest level of Heaven on the Earth, the god's souls are round and can manifest into human forms in clouds or they are round, to those who know them or not, to inspire by their presence, all through the ages, the prominent "gods" in Heaven, who sometimes gather together in groups in the heavens as lights are not alien craft but souls of concerned great people who cannot talk to say that the top of the world is going to blow-up over Alaska as big as an arc of Moon rising out of the Arctic Ocean! Long lived the good times, as groups of souls gather in Heaven around Jerry Garcia and other greats I will be with those gathered at Heaven's Wound.

Back on February 9 2008 I was leaving an access to these pages, and having to wait until February 11 for work I did not complete until February 28th. I was feeling depressed I could not get it all done sooner. I looked up to see what caught my eye when I got into walking north to downtown soon after the buses stopped running at 4, and concerned about my own duty to survive this year's comet if it explodes to 5 times bigger than the Sun much closer to Earth than the last one did, distressed even though Jerry Garcia was in the sky as a bright waterfall-looking piece of rainbow cloud with folds in strips on their ends in it's right side hanging down like a curtain in the rainbow until after 4:30 that filled out down to become a bearded rainbow-faced cloud before it faded out into a burst of energy at me and anyone looking. People seeming to know me passed me by. First two that were on skateboards, then someone else friendly, and 2 other friendly people who I could not get out the words - did you see that rainbow! - to tell them it was Jerry Garcia! My impression was I am obligated to getting this correct, then have a miracle in front of others where a stick or broom can be raised and let go that will stay standing so a supernatural key can be raised to use like a curtain to be pulled apart to break out through it to get out of this world and step past something watching or jump over it. Bring back something to make a living! Science would say life began as a single DNA in a primordial lake composition, rapidly reproducing itself with mutations of itself as it produced all of the different kinds of life possible that then were given each their opposites. And "gods" in Heaven? "Their appearances are on the increase", unidentified, some chasing planes. Now a "god" who makes people friendly and optimistic and happy, every time he comes around. Jerry Garcia certainly is going to have a grand family in Heaven, their bones left behind. While hopefully some souls are prepared to carry on for a New Age on Earth survive a 12/24/2011 super volcano eruption over Alaska at the edge of Earth's flat top 85° latitude, that certainly will happen.