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millions of different life cycles, most of which we were unaware of as only physical humans. Even the physical earth itself has an active consciousness.) I let that one go by, too, because I couldn’t resist the follow-up. (The natural food chain process, it still exists and you experience it? From beginning to end?) She came back gently. (It’s an important part of the learning process. We couldn’t make loosh without it.) (Hey, RAM!) BB could stay out of it no longer. (Some change, huh? No more haze, no more M Band noise, no more locked-in rings! Want me to show you around?) I turned to the woman, but she didn’t respond, so I took that to mean it was all right. Also, she had closed. Evidently she wanted to keep her secret, and with a little more of her ident leaking, she wouldn’t have any secret. I followed BB. (Lead on, old buddy.) We moved easily through the sparkling forms, and I hooked on to BB’s ident to keep from getting lost. I could feel the radiation ease back in front of me, providing a pathway, so to speak, of low-level energy that I could tolerate. I was surprised when, passing various forms, a spark would fly out and touch me. In the sparks were spoken words that I heard very clearly … Hello, Bob. Hi, Robert … But I couldn’t get an ident on any of them. Finally, BB stopped. In front of us was the First Entry Station. It appeared much the same. There was a large cluster of gray forms hovering around it. (Lot of changes.) BB smoothed. (But you wouldn’t notice them if you didn’t know better.) I ventured, (Such as?) (Heavy cutback on the survival imprint, for one.) BB rolled. (You remember that lecture you gave me, complete with living illustrations in the old rings? You’d be amazed at the difference that one change made.) I opened. (I am.) BB blanked, then went on. (Yeh, well, another thing is a solid prebriefing and training before entry, especially as to continuing contact during physical sleep cycles.)