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"A MODERN RESIDENCE"

Chapter XIX

"They shall beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks; nation shall not lift up a sword against nation, neither shall they learn war anymore. But they shall every man sit under his vine and under his fig tree; and none shall make them afraid."

Micah - Old Testament

It was Friday morning. The professors from Utah Isle were on a special visit and were planning to spend the entire day at Dr. Karoll's house. The four professors went into a conference with Dr. Karoll to decide how best to use the opportunities of the day. After ten or fifteen minutes they came to an agreement. They planned to spend several hours discussing their views and the data that each of them had gathered concerning me. The conversation would be recorded and transcribed later. They wanted to cooperatively assemble their information into a scientific paper. Dr. Karoll asked Alice to be responsible for me during this time. Assuming that, in addition to their work, the professors would perhaps spend some time on the tennis court, I suggested that the two of us have the time to visit some far off places in Dr. Karoll's air car.

"Where would you like to go today, David?" said Alice cheerfully.

"Well, Alice, you know how interested I am in the practical application of your science to concerns of every day living. I know that your father's house is an exception, having survived from my time and been updated. But tell me, do you have plants that prefabricate homes from different raw materials than we used?"

"Yes, we do," said Alice. "Would you like to visit such a plant?"

"I certainly would."

Alice conferred with her father a moment and came back smiling. She informed me that Dr. Karoll was glad to have us go. The air car was floated out and we had ascended into the clouds before another ten minutes had elapsed. As we headed for the home building plant, Alice explained that there was no longer a population explosion problem on earth. The entry of souls into the earth plane of consciousness was strictly controlled. Regulation of the number of the souls to be born and supervision of which types, that is, which classes, whether souls in need of being guided in evolutionary growth, or to function in certain aspects of society, or to be master souls, was a normal activity of the many sided world government, she said.

I commented that such a "big brother" government was surely a far cry from Jefferson's ideal that the best government governed the least.

"We are now obliged to allow a great influx of souls from certain other systems whose planets are aging so they are no longer able to support all their inhabitants. There is one group which must return here because they owe a great debt. They had their beginnings on earth and developed far in advance of many civilizations which came after them. In their failure to learn to live in peace with another earth nation, they caused much havoc and made an exodus to another solar system. All of these souls who once lived on this earth must return and complete the development of perfect physical bodies on the planet where they first had their beginnings."

"You mean that our globe is involved in some kind of interplanetary housing project?" Such a broad conception of man's position in the universe took me aback.

"Why, yes, David, only it is inter-solar system rather than inter-planetary. Neither our physical bodies nor theirs could live on any other planet in this, our own solar system, you see."

"They we are making place for these souls to enter earth and so now we have a population explosion by interspacial immigration?"

"Well, David, your term `population explosion' suggests something out of control. This is not the case. We are creating living conditions that more than fulfill the noblest dreams of city planners of your times. Inter-solar system government will never allow more people to enter earth than can be welcomed joyously into our midst."

"Then the factory that we are visiting is making dwelling units to accommodate the space intruders."

"David, how can you possibly allow yourself to use such a term or even think in such terms?" Alice was not irritated yet her voice tone compelled me to recognize the ill will that I was expressing.

"Don't you realize that man on earth would not even have survived through the Twentieth Century had not millions of his elder brothers from outer space given assistance when it was needed? Why, more gratitude than we can express is due our space brothers. Unbeknown to us, for ages they have worked tirelessly to stimulate our evolutionary development. At any time they could have taken our planet from us easily as taking candy from a baby, had they chosen. In fact, a host of them have been guarding the earth for millenniums to protect us from aggressively evil races that would have conquered the planet long since and enslaved the adamic race. Truly, you have no idea of how wrong you are to think of such souls as intruders!"

It was humiliating to me to think that all through the ages we have been like helpless babes, needing protection from invasion. This idea stung my pride and I didn't like it.

"I must admit that it irritates me to think about it...this is a difficult idea to get used to. It's exasperating and frustrating to me to think about. Why, the people of earth won't even look the same before long. They'll all be getting longer heads. I don't like it a bit."

"David!" There was a new note in Alice's voice now. "Our family has learned to love you and we want to help you to become one of the members of our society who is qualified to vote and who is allowed the privilege of marriage."

"Well?" I said, not too politely because I was irritated.

"A person is examined in every facet of his nature before he is given such privileges. We are able to determine the emotional traits, such as honesty or dishonesty, courage or cowardice, gratitude or resentment and ingratitude, as easily today as one could test a person's skill in algebra or geometry in your times. We have many exacting methods to do this, for in addition to the analysis of astrological indications, the configurations of the hand, handwriting and voice analysis, the indications of body proportions and science of iridology, we even have a basis to evaluate personality by examining the blood microscopically. In addition to this, an instrument related to the lie detectors of your time is used during extensive written testing procedures to learn much of one's evolutionary position with regard to his life philosophy. We have also developed optical instruments which make the human aura visible to allow the further evaluation of one's level of development. A team of persons trained in these various phases of testing is able to make comprehensive analysis of data thus obtained and so determine the degree of maturity of any person. If you are not able to become manly in your thinking, David. If you don't overcome the immature feelings of pride and...well!"

Alice was very moved as she spoke these words to me and for a moment my mind was like a blank for I could not imagine why her emotions were so involved.

"Alice!" my heart was racing now.

Seeing her blush, was, I think, the sweetest and most humbling experience I had ever known.

We didn't speak again until the air car touched the ground forty-five minutes later at the assembly plant.

Tender thoughts toward Alice completely dominated my mind, until I was startled out of my reverie when she broke the silence.

"We're here! Won't you come along and let's go inside?" Alice opened the door and as she stepped out, I noticed how her lithe form moved with both the gracefulness of a princess and the deft coordination of a natural athlete. If she was preoccupied with any thoughts other than our visit to the dwelling unit plant, she gave no sign of it. As before when we left for the theater, I found myself wondering if I had not let my imagination play tricks on me.

The plant manager himself came out to greet us. Apparently Dr. Karoll had called ahead. The doctor's position as a widely recognized person and my own unique status in the society evidently called for the "red carpet." The manager introduced himself as John Faire and said that a luncheon was planned for us with the plant's key personnel. Mr. Faire chose to personally conduct us through the plant prior to the luncheon. I was not quite ready to come down to earth from my emotional pink cloud, but my engineer's nature forced me to respond to the opportunity being presented.

"I'm interested in seeing how you handle the utilities," I said in answer to John Faire's question as to what portion of the plant I should like to visit first.

"We'll begin our tour at the point along our assembly line where the utilities are being installed. Much of the preceding assembly work uses methods that are not new to you," said Mr. Faire, "and the technical knowledge is elementary. I'll be glad to answer questions you may have."

In a few moments, a small wingless vehicle with an operator approached us flying about ten feet above the ground. It dropped to earth next to us. Mr. Faire motioned us to step aboard. After we ascended about two hundred feet, we were carried to a large enclosure of an irregular shape located about three miles distant from the place where we had set the air car down. The perimeter of this building had a shape which might remind one of a natural lake as seen from the air. It must have been in the neighborhood of a mile long and up to half a mile wide in places. The roof was a series of irregularly spaced peaks and valleys like a vast tent enclosure. Its color blended in with the surrounding countryside. A remarkable job of camouflage from the air, if this were a defense measure, I thought. When I asked about, I was told that this was part of an overall effort to blend and harmonize with the environment.

We dropped down and entered an opening in the roof which appeared as we approached. Once inside, I saw that this enclosure had a minimum ceiling height of about sixty feet. The interior was free of any columns but had taut vertical hold down cables at each low point. These single cables were spaced from one hundred up to two hundred feet apart. Radiating out from the high points and also in concentric circles around them were cables in the plane of the roof supporting it with a design borrowed from Nature's master engineer, the spider. A cylindrical unit about eight feet across and eight feet deep, like a liquid storage tank, hung by its top from the intersecting cables at the low points, and a hold down cable stretched vertically to the floor from its bottom. To me it was a new design concept and my first question was, "What holds it up?"

"It's like the roof was held up by sky hooks," I said in a puzzled wonder. "I've never seen anything like it."

John Faire and Alice both smiled at my consternation.

Alice pointed to eight foot diameter balls at the underside of each high peak and the taut cables that radiated to the low points where the vertical hold down cables attached to the bottom of the cylindrical units. "You might say that this roof is being held down rather than up," she said with a smile. "The balls are levitation units which can support the weight of the roof and twenty-five pounds of snow on every square foot of it."

"What a fine engineering tool! You really do have sky hooks." Then the thought occurred to me that the cone-like valleys would collect water during a heavy rain or melting snow. "Where are the roof drains?" I asked in astonishment.

Alice smiled again and pointed to the cylinder shaped units at each low point on the roof. "Those atomizers can handle the water at a rate of twice the heaviest rainfall ever recorded to fall in this area, and they eliminate the need for down spouts or provision for run off water."

"Atomizers!" I said. "You mean that you send the water back into the air as mist just as fast as it comes down? It seems impossible."

"We have an unlimited source of cosmic energy available, waiting to be tapped. We don't hesitate to use it in harmony with nature whenever it is convenient," said John Faire. "This volume of heated mist rising from these units soon creates an up-draft that even diverts much of the rain from falling on our roof."

The operator of our intra-plant air car guided it over to the area designated by Mr. Faire. In a moment we were standing in the midst of the workmen installing the plumbing, heating and lighting in the partially completed living enclosure units. It became apparent to me as I watched them that there were no exterior connections to furnish power or water to the units, nor any provision for waste water outlets from the plumbing units which were installed. This seemed puzzling to me and I began to make a careful inspection of the systems to see where the lines went which fed the water to the faucets and drained the water from the wash basins and other plumbing. Mr. Fair noticed my interest and said, "Well, I see that you've discovered that our living enclosures are completely independent units. They have no need to be hooked up to an outside water or power supply. One of these units can be lifted up and carried to a far away mountain top. After it is anchored down properly, it is ready for occupancy. The functioning of this unit is one hundred percent non-polluting. The power required is tuned in like radio waves so that, once settled, a family living in one of these units needs only to grow the food they require for their bodies in the ground surrounding their home. They then will have all they require to live independently. All the mechanisms of this unit are designed to function indefinitely."

"What about the plumbing?" I asked. "Why don't they need water and sewage connections, even if they can receive the power you broadcast for heating and cooling?"

"Why, you had the technology in your own times to handle the water and sewage the way we are doing," said Mr. Faire. "It's quite simple. As you have noticed already, we have separate plumbing systems. The drinking water is condensed out of the air and there is a supplementary rain water storage tank. Water from these can be added into other systems as it is needed. The wash water system for bathing and household washing purposes is independent and has it own filtering and purifying unit. While it is always kept pure enough to be used for drinking, when the water is purified and reused it is undesirable for humans to take into their bodies. It lacks certain subtle vibrations which are gained from nature, from air and sunshine, and includes some undesirable ones. This detracts from its value for the body."

"What about the commode system? How is this handled?" I was interested in this because of the plaguing question of pollution in my times. Commode units were being installed as I watched. They were very compact, having neither inlet nor outlet for water supply. No tank like for a flush toilet appeared to be connected with its operation. Constructed as they were, the user would find the posture benefits of oriental commode installations. I remembered how these so surprised and inconvenienced westerners. The unit did have a small tube, perhaps one half inch in diameter, that went down through the floor, and ran to the edge of the enclosure. Being entirely independent of other systems, the commode needed only attachment to the floor and provision for the discharge tube."

"You could have built something like that commode unit in your time except for the kind of power supply it has," answered Mr. Faire to my questioning look. "It uses a non-volatile fluid and, with relatively simple mechanical action and heat, it removes the water and processes the solids into pellets. These are returned to the soil as fertilizer but not to grow food."

"What is wrong with using them to fertilize vegetable gardens?"

"Human waster is not used because it brings an emotional influence into the food itself when it is so used. Effects like this were not able to be measured in your time but are now easily detected. When used on food plants as fertilizer, the subtle vibrations still persisting in the human waste have adverse effects upon our astral body. The emotions of people effect the matter which has been taken into their own bodies and stimulates emotions in others if it has not been purified of them by a more extended contact with nature. It is man's duty to return all organic matter to the soil in a suitable form that Nature may re-absorb it into the cycle of life. The way wastes were handled in your time was unfortunate. The earth's capacity to support life was rapidly being destroyed."

"I think that we all intuitively knew that," I said, "but we seemed helpless to cope with the conditions. Wealth and power had accumulated into the hands of private interests. Enslavement of the people was far progressed. Those in authority pursued policies which were in ruthless disregard of posterity."

Alice touched my arm and said, "David, if you get into a philosophical discussion with Mr. Faire, you probably will not see much of this plant operation. Besides, why dwell on the past? All of these mistakes were part of the pattern of evolutionary growth for man. Those days are gone."

"They may be gone but they seem so close me that sometimes I awake in the night feeling that I am still in the midst of them. Then I imagine that the things I am now observing are only an unattainable dream," I said with feeling.

Mr. Faire suggested that we should move on if I was ready because there was not much time before the luncheon. We stepped into the intra-plant air car at his suggestion and moved a hundred fifty yards down the assembly line to where the lighting panels were being installed. Mr. Faire demonstrated to me how these panels could light up with any color of the rainbow and with an intensity varying from a barely perceptible glow to a brilliance that was almost painful. The light was without heat but into the lighting panels were also incorporated the heating and cooling surfaces. They functioned in these capacities either independently or simultaneously. Mr. Faire explained the panel construction. In between two layers of a glass-like material was sandwiched a layer of active light giving material with a fine metallic screen embedded in it. The active material, a mixture of various minerals, responded to a source of high frequency emanations, varying in wave length and intensity to produce the changing colors. The metallic screen responded to another source of emanations which caused it to produce either heat or cold. Each room had such a panel about six feet in diameter embedded in the ceiling. A separate humidity control unit insured that suitable moisture conditions were maintained.

"What is the need for the variations of colors and the brilliance that these lighting panels are able to produce?" I asked. "Why wouldn't a rheostat controlled white light have been sufficient?"

"Don't you recall how effective a means for healing the colored lights were for you, David?" said Alice. "These lighting panels are used to stimulate the mind forces and to bring a balance in the activity of ductless glands in the body. They are one of the tools to aid in preserving the youthful vigor of our people so that they may function to an advanced age. We also have a control unit to cause the lighting panels to go through a series of color changes. This symphony in color is similar to music in its soothing and healing effect. Color can be used to aid meditation and may have a balancing effect upon the emotions."

"It appears that you have simplified many things that we had begun to work with in the Twentieth Century. Your improvements are like the difference between our early radio tubes with a heated filament, control grid and plate, and the solid state transistor units we discovered years later," I said.

Our time was running out. John Faire suggested that we move down the line to where the completed living units were being tested. The in-plant air car was only a moment en route. At the far end of the plant the completed units were picked up through an opening in the roof to be transported by air to the homesite locations. They were several sizes, generally regular polygons of five to eight sides. Their bases allowed full rotation to follow the sun once they were put on a foundation. Their entire exterior, including a one piece roof, was of glass. Mr. Faire explained that glass had come into its own after the discovery that it could be made tough and flexible. Since the raw material for glass was unlimited in supply, this development made it the most suitable material known for building dwelling units. A family could move into one of these fully furnished units with no more than the clothing they required. The mechanisms, the exterior design and the construction materials used were such that they were hardly affected by time. This struck me somewhat negatively, despite the convenience of it all.

"It looks like you would deprive people of their individuality and the freedom to express themselves by furnishing families with complete homes. For many people I knew, building a home, decorating it and keeping it up was almost the chief occupation they had. Doesn't this inhibit an imaginative person?" I asked.

"Our values have changed, David," said Alice. "In your time, one's house had become too much a status symbol and a means to express individuality. A home should be as near to heaven as it can be made to be but in the darkness of your times, the appearance, the condition, the money value of a person's house was one of society's ways to measure individual worth. This especially created inequality in the circumstances for children. During the Twentieth Century, the degree to which one developed his physical coordination and strength and preserved the perfect functioning of his physical body or progress achieved in development of his character was hardly considered a measure of successful human experience. At the same time, obvious signs of an undisciplined nature, such as a distorted physical body from over indulgence and physical inactivity, a face lined from thoughts of avarice, or lust, or fear, were hardly imagined a disgrace if one had acquired wealth. Your way of life paralyzed much of the natural expression of individuality. People tried to express themselves through their homes because they had so little outlet for their creativity."

"What do you mean? I think it is important to keep a lovely home."

"It is, but personal achievements in science or in the arts or music or composition should be the means to express individuality and to distinguish oneself. To purchase artistic works rather than to produce them is self-deception if one thinks of this as self expression, and is a poor substitute to satisfy this basic human need. Self-conquest is the sine qua non for the expression of true individuality. A man has actually nothing to offer the world but his own truly unique individual character. To be a living example of creativity and individuality helps every other soul to enhance its belief in its own God-like nature. This is the sacred gift each one may present humanity, and each one of us does this by his own progress toward the creation of a Christ-like character, toward physical perfection, and the development of artistic talents."

As Alice made this statement, it reached right inside me and burst like a flash of light over my mind. Complicated philosophies and religious dogmas were summed up by her in just a sentence or two. It was so simple to understand her that I felt that if she could have just lived in my time, her words would have had a powerful effect on a nation. When I said this to her she sweetly smiled. Before she answered, John Faire explained that the point of view Alice had just given was as universally accepted by their society as the opinion that slavery was wrong had become in my time.

"We had such a high opinion of ourselves," I said, "that few would have believed the ideals of one hundred years later would make us appear to be barbarians."

Alice suggested again that I might lose some of the value of my visit in the plant by being so preoccupied with philosophy.

John Faire understood my feelings and said, "I think its appropriate for David to be more interested in philosophy than in our manufacturing plant. Our progress as a race hinges more upon creating personal goals which enable the solving of our social problems intelligently. Following this, provision for material aspects of life is easily accomplished."

We departed the plant for the gathering in the dining area. John Faire introduced Alice and myself to the group and, after an inspirational reading by one of them, we partook of simple fare similar to that I had learned to appreciate in Dr. Karoll's home. The same reverence for the act of eating that I saw in the doctor's home was prevalent. Meal times were used for meditation upon the Source of Life and were a time to be grateful to Mother Nature. Music that was piped in added to this atmosphere. The dining room was decorated in simple good taste. The walls were lined with portraits of great men and by some special quality of the paint or lighting these had the effect of three dimensional living persons present with us.

We thanked John Faire and his associates for their kindness and departed for the mountains of the Old North State.