will read, or have read these works, or have been oriented to the
inevitability of our arrival."
"Are all channelled books really channelled?" Rachel said.
"There have always been charlatans," Kha- lib said, then he listed the
errors that give pretenders away. These included preaching any form of
violence to resolve any problem, practicing revenge under any banner, and
taking advantage of the unprepared or weary through fear; this could be
from contractors telling the elderly they need home improvements, to
preachers charging for salvation—a point he clarified about psychics.
He said, "There is nothing wrong with charging money for a psychic
reading, for even a mystic must eat. There is also nothing wrong with
gathering large sums of money, for this is the energy your reality uses to
bring about change. In time, our representatives will gather vast sums to
do their work."
"Is that how we can tell if people are really with you?" Josh said.
"It is not. An entity recently left a legitimate channel, because she fell
prey to the apparent power she had over others, and charged them
exorbitantly without true teaching or giving back. Now she is faking.
When the entity returns, they will impart a grand lesson and she will
become a supporter of our work."
"Who is it?" Meaghan said naively.
Much to our surprise Kha- lib named the faker.
"It seems counterproductive to have a fraud speaking for you in the
first place?" I said. "You must have known what was going to happen?"
"At other levels of awareness, frauds and their followers know they
are experiencing both sides of the coin of betrayal for their own
development."
"Betrayal develops suspicion. How is that helpful?"
"You have all been betrayer and betrayed. For some," he said looking
from me to Josh to Georgio, "this has happened many times because you
admired the fleeting rewards of selfishness. Consistent with this," he said,
as Georgio became absorbed by a hole in the heel of his sock, "charlatans
of many disguises blame their victims for being victimized, to shield
themselves from their own responsibilities."
"What kind of disguises?" Meaghan said.
"They wear the ritual garb of the pious, the uniforms of social order,
and the tailored cloth of industry. They are everywhere, but none is hidden
from us."
"Then it makes less sense to act against your own cause," I said.
"We are turning over the care and control of mankind‘s destiny to
entities indigenous to your universe—we are not of this kind. These
