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<description>Lets have another funny story. This is from a letter to David Russell dated 15.4.27 and headed
Paradis H244tel dItalie..... Riviera Levante..... RUTA..... Genova.....
 
Dear David
Today I walked up to the Semaphore station.  I saw it was a difficult climb but had no idea it was so dangerous in places.  Over 1000 feet and it took me 3 hours.  I arrived at the Semaphore station done up with clothes more or less in tatters.  There they were v. good gave me water and escorted me inland to your hotel.
I asked for a bath but they said all the private baths were occupied and the only public one was locked and the key was broken.  After all I looked like an unwashed tramp.  So I said I was a friend of yours but it only produced a shower of your old Times no letters which I was asked to give to you
And so I came on here and said a bath must be had even if it were Good Friday.  The old gentleman and his wife and daughter and waiter all confabulated together and finally said Yes if I would ...</description>
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<description>On the topic of prevision see previous entry TP had been considering J.W.Dunnes theory of Time serialism and wrote to David Russell on 28.2.1929
 
His experiments remind me of my own oft repeated experience of feeling myself suspended as in a balloon during sleep and watching my bodily self walking along a road symbolising my material road of life.  From this elevated position I can see far along the road round corners over hedges a far wider more extensive view than that commanded by the pedestrian.  I can see for instance people approaching or movements of traffic and so on and IF I can correctly interpret the symbolism of what I see then I know fairly clearly what material events will happen to me in time during the next few days or weeks.
Sometimes of course ones dreams are direct cinema pictures of exact events that have not happened in space at the moment of the dream but which occur in due course later.</description>
<dc:date>2010-1-22T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
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<description>Here is another incident of prayer involving TP
 
This morning I sat in my study trying to grapple with a difficult problem. For some time I had been seeking without success for a reliable linguist well versed in English and interested in metaphysics who might be willing to translate books of mine into Dutch. My publishers had been unable to solve this problem one that I finally decided should be made the subject of prayer. Having done this I let the problem go and turned to other matters.
A while later the room was filled with sound musical and reassuring. As I listened the sound resolved itself into very clear words The solution you seek is at hand. The opportunity awaits you. Take it.
I sat thinking this over but without any conscious realisation of its import or the possible outcome.
Then my little corgi came into the room begging to be taken for a walk. How was I to know that he was fulfilling an essential part in the impending answer to my prayer
We then set out together my...</description>
<dc:date>2010-1-21T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
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<description>Here is an account of W.T.P. in uncanny mode as witnessed by Eric Hemery famous in his day as a Dartmoor Guide 
 
I must recount one episode that illustrates his extraordinary prayerpower if I may so call it. I was driving my prewar Austin saloon my three passengers being Margaret Thornley W.T.P. and his sister Katherine through a hamlet on the edge of the Moor having a watersplash in the roadway. I failed to notice the end of a newly installed pipe discharging a stream into the ford and my heavy old car became firmly lodged on the projection. W.T.P. and I alighted to examine the situation. No help was at hand but he asked the ladies to remain seated and myself to stand by the car and not attempt anything. He then crossed the road to the Tjunction in the hamlet  there was no other human being in sight  and stood beneath the sign it is there to this day. He stood immobile in prayer. Within a few minutes three cars arrived on the scene from which a total of five ablebodied men descende...</description>
<dc:date>2010-1-20T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
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<description>A funny story in a letter from TP to David Russell September 1926. It is headed Grand Hotel du Parc ChatelGuyon
 
Everyone here is an invalid and the waters are for the Intestins I understand.  A Spaniard speaking little French casually addressed me and enquired gently after my Intestins.  I thought he was referring to some make of car he spoke vile French and so I said I hadnt got one.  He seemed very shocked and said Mon Dieu Quel operation.  Being still at sea I said one could get on very well in England without one.  Diable. Quel Pays  He then entered into a description of his own insides and I thinking still he referred to a car and as he spoke in the plural enquired how many he had  It was only then that I tumbled to the situation.  I fled.  But I am sure I am now known throughout the hotel as the strange Englishman without an inside</description>
<dc:date>2010-1-17T00:00:00Z</dc:date>
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<description>During our recent cold weather the media have reminded us of previous cold years  1981 1963 1947. TP had something interesting and unusual to say about 1963 
 
At that esoteric conference in the Alps last June an item on the agenda dealt with the prospective dangers to all forms of light life on earth certain to result from the heavy radioactive fallout due to be precipitated to ground level about June 1963 following 2189 years of U.S.A. and Russian nuclear experiments. Several alleviating remedies were discussed. Finally the Elder Brother present was asked to convey higher up the request for a very severe winter spell of snow frost ice and wind over Europe N. America the Atlantic and the upper atmosphere. It was hoped that such severe conditions would help to neutralise the poisons and so to alleviate next Junes dangers.
If one such spell was not fully effective a second spell would be asked for. All of us present were pledged to secrecy until the trial had been agreed upon and had...</description>
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