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In the first-half of the Twentieth Century, Doctor Dahesh would arguably reveal the presence of a multidimensional universe through mind-boggling physical manifestations that were beyond his control. I was fortunate enough to meet him in the early 70s, and would later become one of his personal aides and confidants.

Between 1980 and up to his death on April 9, 1984, he would grace me with his presence at my New York City apartment. We sometimes spent weeks together, during which many miracles would take place. After his death, I struggled with finding a bridge between what I experienced and the way with which science was telling me I should think. I grappled with the notions of belief and knowledge, and constantly found myself in a no man's land between science and faith.

But then, things would evolve in the scientific community to such an extent that many scientists—who might have once been considered to be lunatics, or at the very least very strange—began championing mind-boggling theories.

Still, none of that provides tangible scientific proof that the universe was created by a higher power, that it has meaning beyond what we know...

As for me, and given the fantastic nature of the events I have witnessed, and some of their implications I was privy to, it is both my privilege and duty to act as your guide through a road perhaps not taken, one that has personally provided me an impetus to embark on a life-long quest for knowledge about the wondrous nature that is our existence.

Anything less and I will have disavowed all I have seen and believed, and forfeited my soul.

The Daheshist Theory of Reincarnation Mario Henri Chakkour

    • Spirituality

In the first-half of the Twentieth Century, Doctor Dahesh would arguably reveal the presence of a multidimensional universe through mind-boggling physical manifestations that were beyond his control. I was fortunate enough to meet him in the early 70s, and would later become one of his personal aides and confidants.

Between 1980 and up to his death on April 9, 1984, he would grace me with his presence at my New York City apartment. We sometimes spent weeks together, during which many miracles would take place. After his death, I struggled with finding a bridge between what I experienced and the way with which science was telling me I should think. I grappled with the notions of belief and knowledge, and constantly found myself in a no man's land between science and faith.

But then, things would evolve in the scientific community to such an extent that many scientists—who might have once been considered to be lunatics, or at the very least very strange—began championing mind-boggling theories.

Still, none of that provides tangible scientific proof that the universe was created by a higher power, that it has meaning beyond what we know...

As for me, and given the fantastic nature of the events I have witnessed, and some of their implications I was privy to, it is both my privilege and duty to act as your guide through a road perhaps not taken, one that has personally provided me an impetus to embark on a life-long quest for knowledge about the wondrous nature that is our existence.

Anything less and I will have disavowed all I have seen and believed, and forfeited my soul.

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