ALL ABOARD FOR THE CELESTIAL SURVEY!

NZ Truth, Issue 1253, 5 December 1929, Page 8

ALL ABOARD FOR THE CELESTIAL SURVEY!

"WHISPERING WILLIES" TOUR

You Don't Know Your Own Country Until You've Met This Spirit From The Orb Venus

MENAGERIE OF ELEMENTAL CREATURES

Have you thought where you will spend your holidays? You haven't? Then leave it to "Whispering Bill," organiser of "Celestial Surveys of New Zealand," member of the Ancient Order of Astral Frothblowers, (no connection with any other body of that name), genial guide, philosopher and friend from another world — the Orb Venus. If you want to take tickets for the round trip it will be necessary for you to detach your astral body from its earthly shell and then locate "William the Whisperer." If he has finished his solo m the orbal solar choir, get him to take you for a jaunt over your native land. .Aeroplanes and sausage balloons are barred m this celestial survey of New Zealand, and it's catch-as catch-can so long; as you don't get a' strangle-hold on "Whispering Willie." ' ' . '■ ■ X . , Full particulars can be obtained on application to Mr. S. Barnett, O/o. Mr. Geo. Chuck,, Mangonui, Northland, New Zealand, or Mr. L. McGregor, Madavale Road, Roseneath, Wellington, but for the price of two "bob" you can find but all about it from the booklet "Celestial Survey of New Zealand— Being an Occult Contribution to the Interior Science of the New Age."

rtlllllinilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllMlllHlllllllllllllll ASK Mr. Barnett, and he will possibly send you an autographed copy, for he 'is presumably the author of this extraordinary work, since he autographed a .copy foi "Truth." ' ■■'■■-• <r Whispering Bill," who is known more sedately as "The Whispering One" FROM Venus, has a wonderfu' menagerie of "elemental creatures," and, if you" scratch his feathers the right way, he may dig up some brontotherildae and explain 1 that thej are atlantosauriod dinosaurian reptiles, 66 feet m. length, and that he has kept them m captivity since the deluge. • If you are a worthy student of the "finer forces," perhaps he may induce old "Bront" to dive bff 'the springboard m the gymnasium off North Cape, or pick flowers for you m the bush round that locality. . In any event, after you have wadec through that "Celestial Sur/vey," yov will agree that anything is possible. First of all a description, briefly, oi this remarkable document which musi surely have been concocted "through long days of labor and nights, devoid of ease." ' It is a small, paper-covered 'booklei bearing the title already mentioned and supported by an explanatory note also commented upon, and is published m Wellington by, the Wellington (N.Z.) Occult Class. It contains thirty-five pages of sheer rubbish. ' First comes the index, a list of places m New Zealand which have been the subject of a "celestial" survey. After the index comes the preface which tells the reader that "one hundred and fifty-seven years ago (1769) Captain Cook discovered, sailed round and roughly surveyed New Zealand (Why bring that up?) Since then more complete surveys have beeri undertaken. Annually the Year Boot surveys population and outer progress Never before has a 'Celestial' survej been published. (And, let us hope never again will it be attempted!) This booklet contains such a survey o1 mental, psychic and spiritual position progress and possibilities. "The 'spirit' and 'spirit form' above yet attached to, even' outer form ol iity, district nountain, etc jan now be faith' :ully portrayed." The man wh< wrote, "You'll ge oie m the skj when you die," must have beeru inspired by the "spirit form." of a steak and kidney pie, just as the originator of that equally famous song, "Beer, beer, glorious beer," e,tc, must have been . the' victim of. an occult demonstration of the "spirit form" of a flowing pint, f ■ . "This survey was undertaken by two Occult Students (acting m concei-t and as a unity), with the tuition and supervision of an Adept from another Orb." There is much more of this sort of nonsense m the. preface, none of which assists m shedding- any light on the reason for this outrage against common sense, but this is an excellent point at which to make the reader acquainted with "The Whispering One." Don't "confuse him- with 'the whispering baritone; for this spook is no songster, and as a musician the only tune :that he can ;.play seems to (be on the feverish imaginations of the credulous. , In an introductory note, the following appears: — "The production of the following information required the co- . operation of three entities— a Recorder; a Seer, with power to 'to, and maintain, an altitude showing New Zealand surrounded by its Ocean ; an Adept from another Orb ("Venus) whose greeting included: 'We received a message, heard a caJJ, ascertained from whence, whom, and why. Next, we had to find the position of your Orb, its Equator, hemisphere, and zone. Now, having found you,' know Me as 'The Whispering One." This amazing piece of utter nonsense prqmpts resort to American slang to adequately djspose of it anS, therefore, m the- idiom ( of that country, "The Whispering One", certainly spilt a hat full. * "Truth" would like its readers to appreciate' the fact that the review of this booklet is no easy task. When it reached the office, the editor, .after a hurried glance, yelled for a reporter: "Here, you be the mug. Get busy!" The lady typiste, a tenderhearted 1 creature, murmured compassionately: "He mus,t have stimulants for that job." ; "Stimulants," roared the editor. "What's ; wrong with the celestial spirits? Anyway, when it comes to Slaughter he can do the job on water." Therefore, the unfortunate 1 staff man assigned, to this unpleasant task of browsing through this/mass of "orbal debris" found himself . much m the same position ac the Ancient Mariner, only m his case it was 'Spirits, spirits everywhere, and not a drop to drink." Reverting, though, to the "Celestial" activities of "Whimpering'- Willie," a jr'ance at his comments on the North Cape, and wo find that this spot is the habitat of the Neriads. Here these delightful creatures sport themselves m the water, " play leapfrog on the beaches, and, it seems, indulge m mixed bathing parties by moonlight. Do you know' What a Neriad is. Let the author tell you, and then there will be no mistake. "Ancient Greek and Roman, thought reoognised an Order of beings^ a World of intelligences, other than, yet inferior to, the . Human. The ancient Greeks apparently knew nothing of those spirita- that inhabited bottles.; - ' : "'/' ""-.: "'' '■•' •- ■ ' ."' It is at. this spot that our boy friend, "The Whispering One," confided to the authors, so that they could satisfy their own curiosity, that the Neriads ("elemental creatures") are In full and active life.

He describes them thus: — "Their form is small, oblong-round !n shape (something li^e a ■ square circle evidently) and composed of translucent matter, akin to jollyfish to the outer eye." "Ten Pint Jackson," of "Truth's" acquaintance, has never been to the North Cape, but a recent description given by him to a couple of friends after an indisposition, conveys the strong impression that he, too, has seen something like the things described by the authors. "Ten Pint Jackson's" vivid word picture of the things he saw astonished even a hospital doctor, because . he swore that he saw creatures like jellyfish, colored red, white and blue, wearing little short coats of stars and stripes, and mounted on 1 yellow snakes with whiskers. To return to our playful "elemental" friends at North Cape, the author goes on to say: "Now the ideal for a Neriad is to achieve facility m its element, enabling it to pass on to a next higher element— water to air, and so on. Some are only able to act m 'deeps' of water. Some can attain surface -action (the crawl stroke!). Others again can leave water and enter and act m air. (That explains what "Ten Pint Jackson" saw. There must have been a migration from the North Cape to some New Zealand breweries.) ' "Those of our North Cape are intermediate, both water and air. . . In their 'mid-way' state it is required m their athletic education to use both water and air, hence their gymnasium site at Te Reinga." What "Ten Pint" mistook for a . little short coat was, obviously, a pair of athletic shorts! "Behold them on exercise day," adds the author. "Leaving the water, ascending behind the rock, and from its face, diving and plunging. The height and depth of this 'dive* decides the degree of their attainment, and is shown m the strength of their luminosity." At a venture "Truth" suggests that

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le gymnastic attainments also decide nether such men as '"Ten-Pint" find lemselves m a padded cell, or ready >r the next bout. This paper sincere- ' hopes that none of its readers "will ver see jellyfish climbing rocks, diving T spring- boards, doing the breast:roke, or riding a surfing board. • Sincerity can go no further than to trongly advise the authors of : thia nique volume to see a nerve specialist nd to consult him at once. Sb it goes on, this, crazy chronicle tyled a "Celestial" survey of New Space will not permit comment or very "survey" m the booklet, but a rief note on the four centres—Auckind, Christchurch, Wellington and )unedin — will show readers why there 3 no need to spar up two bob! / Auckland gets a jolt from our boj fiend- and his earthly cobbers. "The leer, standing above Auckland, per - elves Its emanation. The fire is lit, lazes up, plenty of smoke, but the fireghters never get warmed up. At best : is a picnic fire-r-merry, vivifying, larifying, but no real heat. It misses ie mark, lacking vivifying, clarifying fe Quality, which is markedly mlssig." The Seer must surely have been looking at and listening.-ih to the deliberations of the Auckland Transport Board, while watching the city step-fathers with one eye and a game of bowls with the other. "Auckland, spiritually, is not m axnest. . . ." There follows a asty wallop at our old friend, Gipsy mith. V . "Gipsy Smith , (at date) ,fans the Hire,' but it.burns out; it wants fuel, ot fanning. (Rather below the belt lat one!) It wants a new kind of fuel -(end of round one)— smokeless, nonxhaustive. The present fuel is too Dft and exhaustive;, it needs to be a >t harder." ; Looks like a technical k.o. on a foul, "The spiritual body of Auckland is either right nor nice — no white light o clear flame; only a smoky, dustj tate. ..." • : Now, will you be good, you municial gas merchants! "Take "Whisperig Bill's" advice, cut out the hot all nd give the atmosphere a chance. One last sample:- "What angel would ettle m Auckland and take gossegalor f it? . . . " v "' . ' Judgment reserved on that question Dr legal 'argument. The rights o1 ailiffs are involved. And now, m . the language of "Tht Whispering One," who should be due ) shout any moment, "We are tio< orry to take the wings of morning nd fly on." All aboard for Wellingan. Fez, pleze! Here's the verdiot:^ — "Wellington is intensely human; a md city, hearty, impulsive, generous onest, straight, good and true as teel. Not particularly sedate, noi elf-righteous; she can accept much verlook much. She. gives, without sking too closely about deserts. . . tenerosity is her dominant quality . . .On the whole there is a nice ifluence, free, easy, unrepressed. On« ould easily love Wellington; she casts Bpell wherever she goes." The party must have been drinking m slings and vermuth. ''/■."■ "Xs a Child she would be innocent; as a Lover, a flirt-^-(Well, thero's plenty of flirting with the

skirts m the Windy City) — and as a parent indulgent with her offspring." (Far better had parental indulgence not prompted them to. refrain from dusting the pants of the authors— at very frequent intervals!) "(Why is this? The answer is that Wellington is of feminine quality — a Love City, abounding m that half of the Universal Dual-Principle called Love as contrasted with' Wisdom. . . ." "Truth's" scribe doesn't know what it means, but it sounds like the selling patter of a traveller for patent doubleaction hair restorer, automatic collar studs with hydraulic brakes to prevent them rolling into distant corners of the room, a cure for drink and prohibited publications on "Love i atoms." Evidently the celestial survey trio reached Christchurch after a heavy night m Wellington on mixed drinks, their visit coinciding with. the hot air hocus-pocus "Gypsy" Smith was getting off his chest m that city. Our astral friend hopped right into "Gypsy" the moment he saw him. Grabbing a celestial fountain-pen, he wrote furiously, so it seems, inspired by the sight of "Gypsy." In his report he calls "Gypsy" a' ( has-been of the "Old Era army." Unfortunately, considerable bias creeps into this survey of Christchurch. Commencing with a nasty uppercut at "Gypsy,'!' the Adept from the. Orb Venus fairly lets himself go m a succession of short-arm jabs— on paper, of course! '-'■... "The' vision of. Christchurch shows a new' p,ole being v erected m its centre. (Careless .work by the P. and T. push.)., WeV-wa.tch.for its meaning. Round that pole goes a big 1 marquee and a white flag is hoisted. (Sorry to disappoint our readers. " This is riot a celestial survey of a circus. Read. on.) It is an improvised Temple. So enter, but there is nothing for us, not even quietness. Plenty of mental reverence, strong 1 curiosity, and 'crowd'-powei 1 m plenty." Touch of professional jealousy, apparently. If the silver coin contributions were rolling m at the moment this is understandable. Gypsy might belong to the ''Old Era" army, but it is more . profitable than belonging to a phantom aurvey y turn-out. "If we analyse degrees and states of this overflow, we see it as a 'reflector' only. : Look behind and see the 'reflector.' It Is. 1 second-hand power — (Trust "Gypsy to cut down expenses!) — not the actual direct enfllment from an inner degree. (From a beer pump, perhaps.) "Inner degree leaders are of the light, children of light, the light burns within them, they stand m the light." ■ (Not much of a living for an X-ray man m that crowd.) "That leader ('Gypsy 1 Smith) is not standing m the light:" Then the only explanation for mis phenomenon is that the gas or the electric light had failed. It is ten thousand quid to a bunch of carrots that "Gypsy" never missed the limelight m his career. "He is only m the circle of that light, reflecting it still further. . . . (We knew there was a catch m it somewhere.) . . . Only a believer, not a knower. . . . It is all of the Old Era, not of the New." The "New Age" is defined by the authors as being A.D. 1881 plus 2155 years. On this reckoning, "Gypsy," Hickson and a few others are ' evidently also-rans. With a last kick m which he lands with both boots on "Gypsy's" solar plexus, "Whispering Willie" says: "To-day the Old Era centres itself m certain types of men and shows itself m such revival rallies, only to be followed by depression and dismay." As a city, Dunedin has its pants smacked by the "Celestial Survey" party. It is "squeaking evolutionally," whatever that means, but if its citizens read this "occult contribution to interior science" regarding the old home town, they are due to a lot of shrieking. They will probably laugh themselves into a perspiration. What impressed the "survey" gang was Dunedin's solidity, a ' reaction psychologically no doubt after a rough trip over. Even ,then, though, they found fault because the city had been built by Scotchmen and "only Scotchmen could dp such solid work." The "spirit" that "controlled" Dunedin's early days was "not of the best." "Dunedin as a 'spirit' is intellectually great, and morally good. Sweet and kiridj like Wellington, but differently — coldly, stiffly kind. His heart quality is too solid, too hard, too heavy. "It is the un mated male — cold Wisdom without the Fire of Love . ,' . Wisdom without Love" is blind; so Dunedin is handsome but blind. . . . His rising will be slow, with a lot of blasting and breaking to get loose from low levels and permitting rebuilding on the heights m the Light of the New Age. ..." "Truth"' can spare no more space to devote to the "Celestial Survey of New Zealand," or to listen-in to "the orbal song m the solar Choir." Its readers can do what they like about the matter, and if they feel like another feast of literary tripe all they need do is to write "m the first instance" to: "S. Barnett, C/o Geo. Chuck, Mahgonui, Northland, N.Z. Readers finding states awakened calling for more light may make bona-fide enquiries as to (a) Other theses available; (b) Residence — temporary or permanent — at the marine and sub-tropical centre of the movement known as 'W.H.S. of 1.0.L.'" It appears from this paragraph that the authors conduct a board-, ing-house, or a private asylum of sorts, where introductions are effected with "The Whispering One" »n4 straight »jaoketa are free.