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I have been putting my Facebook friends to the test lately, with some of my more radical findings, and they all failed me except three. Two of those have proven their own reincarnation case--in fact, they are the two that I patterned my research methods after--Capt. Robert Snow, and Angela Grubbs. Capt. Snow was the head of homocide investigation for the City of Indianapolis, while Angela is a research attorney. Both of them were very rigorous. (Of course, I was also inspired by the scientific methods of Dr. Ian Stevenson.)

I made it clear that I don't want any trite friendships a la Facebook; and that a real friend would at least give me a hearing before distancing themselves from me. Facebook notifies all your Facebook friends of your birthday, unless, as I gather, you have opted not to receive their "feed." My birthday is on Christmas, and I got two birthday wishes, plus--after I commented on it, one belated one.

Clearly, if you prove your own reincarnation case, and if in that past life you achieved anything remarkable, you can kiss all your friends goodbye. If you can contact them at all, that is.

I have a radio interview coming up tomorrow with an internet show. The only preparation I've done, since I have all this information readily accessible in my head after a decade of being immersed in it, was to create some notes regarding my evidence for Mathew Franklin Whittier's co-authorship and authorship of "A Christmas Carol" and "The Raven," respectively. I found that I actually have about 20 clues showing that Mathew authored "The Raven," including at least one "smoking gun." I worked on that one fairly recently, so, again, I have all that in my head.

But it had been awhile since I'd researched Mathew and Abby's authorship of the "Carol," so I went back to it in my first book. My impression, from memory, was that I hadn't been able to prove that one quite to the level of "The Raven." But I'd forgotten that I had a "smoking gun" for that false attribution, as well. Which is to say, while the evidence suggesting their authorship is circumstantal and cumulative (one would have to suggest a better alternative, and there are none that I know of), I am able to provide logical evidence that Charles Dickens didn't write this work.

Abby's primary contribution was the speeches of the various ghosts. Marley's Ghost is, of course, an earthbound spirit. The others were, I suspect, originally meant to be spirit guides. Where they speak of metaphysics and occult matters, this is Abby speaking through them. Mathew provided the plot and jocular tone of the narrative, and they both created the main characters, together. But where the Ghost of Christmas Future gives his sermon, Dickens scratched out something crucial.

You can find Dickens' handwritten manuscript online, and it's in Flash so that you can zoom in to a high level of magnification. He made changes throughout the text, and where he did so, it's in a very heavy corkscrew scribble, obviously designed so that no-one would be able to decipher what was there, before. Of course, it's all in his own handwriting, as he would have started by copying over the entire manuscript, and putting the original in the fire.

But you can get some of it with Flash at high magnification. So Dickens has deleted a portion of this Ghost's speech which would have been a statement of the soul surviving death.

Now, Abby would definitely have ended the speech with that. Dickens was a materialist, who was anti-Spiritualist. He subtitled the first publication of this book, "A Ghost Story of Christmas." He refused to attend seances of Daniel Dunglass Home, the famous physical medium who once was seen flying out one second-story window, and back into another; and who frequently levitated to the ceiling and made a mark there to prove he had done it.

Psychic Andrew Jackson Davis--whom Mathew met with in 1854--said that Dickens was a sensationalist, entirely unfit for writing anything of spiritual value. He didn't mention "A Christmas Carol," however, which was a glaring omission under the circumstances. Unless he knew that Dickens didn't write it, he would have to have taken it into consideration, in such a scathing denouncement.

The point is, the author of "A Christmas Carol" was clearly someone who believed, sincerely, in life after death, and who had spiritual power. It could not possibly have been written by a materialist. But the "smoking gun" is that he actually deleted the statement about the soul living after death. He didn't substitute something else he thought would read better. It wasn't a stylistic change. It was a content revision. He didn't believe it--it went beyond the pale of a "ghost story," into the realm of philosophy--and he deleted it. As I recall, there are double scribbles over this part, but you can read enough of it to see what Abby's intention was.

One has to look for this kind of evidence--which has been there ever since this document was made publicly available--but no-one looked for it because no-one thought it needed to be looked for. They all just assumed that a spiritual imbecile could have authored a spiritual masterpiece (and that, in a fit of inspiration, within six weeks--when his primary motivation was a very real fear of falling into debt, and debtor's prison). Someday, in a spiritual society, it will be quite obvious that he couldn't have written it, any more than an ape could have written Shakespeare. But in this materialistic society, I could stand in front of the City Hall wearing a sign in front and back, with an enlargement of this evidence, and I would simply be taken for a madman.

Science is based on convincing enough of one's rational, fair-minded colleagues. But that assumes there are rational, fair-minded colleagues. The scientific method breaks down when they go into irrational denial. Think for a minute what this means. There are two things which corrupt Science to the point that it becomes useless and bogus: 1) when scientists are bought, and 2) when they go into irrational denial.

I have the evidence. It's Science, itself, which has failed us, not me.

Best regards,

Stephen Sakellarios, M.S.

P.S. If you think the music opening this page is too long, something may be wrong with your heart. You may have hardening of the spiritual arteries.


Audio opening this page, from "Mr. Magoo's Christmas Carol"



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