Anyone can go to Heaven, be
a Ghost or Return Again sphere

Either people ascend out of the world with their live body or they leave it behind someway which just might as well be left behind feeling fine like the lucky ones! Here I found the convergence sphere of Earth gravity has now at least one god! That started out in pranks in the real world causing a power failure, then flashes of light as he moved about the Dead Heads gathering camping for a Memorial in my science adventure making sense of it all on hard rock 'n' roll the new god! While I stood watching this Memorial to Jerry Garcia I felt I should not be here, with all of my far to the right political beliefs in my writings lost and stolen, should I have to write them all over in some way in a balance with this inviting kind universe of fellowship just called Family, while the sky pulsed over and over circuit good forever Universe coast to coast to high Sierra what can only be reached above through portals the half way there! This ghost went around having fun! In the aftershock of all of this new age stuff a spot of white in the clouds with a rainbow going through it, Until 2009 a way I would go with 43 other pages on of Web site on this energy. And finally figure out Gravity x Light = Mass, for physics and scholars, while I got done with writing these pages is one more mystery in science to figure out. Big Bang made everything sub atomic particles, and even space in the world expand all together as fast as Newton said gravity was pulling everything down to the ground, which is the opposite! Every particle of matter centering gravity currents all around them pushed everything together into layers and organs. Universe pop out space, debris assembled just being anywhere near another particle of mass down current, all the atoms were pushed together into all world the creations at once with matter flowing down The Light in between each of the black Currents of Gravity to every particle of matter every creation expanding at exactly the same proportion of mass accumulating throughout entire Universe. Everything expanding at 4.9 meters per second God+ above decreasing! Dancing bear knew the Light was good enough to die for with a smile on, a secret felt looking down over us, to be so electric!

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Jerry Garcia: The Grateful Dead's heart and soul. The beloved free spirit behind rock's great odyssey of the "Peace and Love Movement". As close as I got to the Grateful Dead was to the entrance of their "shows", twice, which tickets to were always sold out. But I was just glad to at least get to find someone in the crowd out front selling sheets of LSD, to get one. I went on to other Rock 'n' Rollers gather, times were creative for Rock n Roll. Social life abounded for millions of cheerful kinds of caring non-conformists hardened or died over these years of Jerry Garcia's round soul still coming around. Remember the lesson. Monday after the Memorial at sundown I decided to cross my eyes and "gaze" up close Saturday morning, in front of the Jerry Memorial stage area see Him round like a full Moon 60 feet up white spot with only hair and beard line, bigger than the Moon white spot of Jerry Garcia hair lines above and below over his Memorial perspective down over the horse track tilted up slightly to the right all white. On 19th he rolled down to face me. That looked only about 30 feet over his Memorial stage seats/centered up from bottom of the center isle.

This is August 9, 1995, in the afternoon when the Grateful Dead fans began gathering together, in the hopes that there would be a Jerry Garcia Memorial! This is the west end of the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park San Francisco, where the Dead originally put on their concerts in front of tens of thousands of fans in the 60's and 70's, until the city mayor put an end to it with a permit time limit, regulations that prevented all night Grateful Dead music partying and getting high together, that this time would be allowed for five days and four nights. A divine electricity pulsing in the air spreading good cheer, felt over the San Francisco west side, as the sky pulsed with a steady flash all around. I looked up in the sky saw it first in the Panhandle. In nighttime it seemed to resemble heat-flashes, impossible by the sea where there is never a heat flash, that lasted for five perfect warm sunny days!

This is Sunday morning August 13. The air was still chilly from the night. People were just getting up to get a close look at the stage area, being set up for the Memorial. Over to my right I parked my bike at the camera platform, up close, and went over to take this first picture. I took these three pictures, while I could move around. Here, I got the best picture of the stage area. As cultural commentator Scoop Nisker, author of "If You Don't Like the News Go out and Make Some of Your Own", argues "The '60's spirit died long ago everywhere on the planet except at Grateful Dead shows. "Moreover, Jerry Garcia lived a life that was in many ways the envy of every musician. He was able to devote himself entirely to making and experimenting with his art; his work reflected and promoted a palpable sense of community which we all seek with increasing desperation. He experienced fabulous material success, as his band developed into a self-sufficient business empire. And by all accounts, despite his failings, he was gentle, compassionate and deeply concerned with the impact his music and life had on people and the planet. Even more than the deaths of other rock stars, Garcia's passing will force the faithful nomadic Deadheads to loyal employees to take measure of their own lives. Garcia was able to string out his mind-bending solo for more than 30 years." But as Robert Christgau noted in his capsule review of "In the Dark", the Dead's 1987 only "Gold" album, yielding "Touch of Gray". "One problem with the cosmic is that it doesn't last forever."

Here we are, the parade has just come around the track up from my right side. Suddenly up front in the Parade a rush of wings, 53 snow white doves flew up without announcement, while I was rewinding my camera. I only had a second to look up, in time to see two white rectangular formations of birds, like two cards blowing away in the sky, that flipped over together side by side, flew away high over the trees. Then an airplane flew over dropping thousands of roses in cones/that first all blew over the trees in the wind, and crowd rushed to find what they were.

Jerry Garcia was 53 years old. So the two caskets carried by the parade around the Polo Grounds on the above horse track each contained 53 snow white doves. One casket symbolized Jerry Garcia. The other casket being in symbolical honor of the Grateful Dead first drummer, who died in 1973 from over drinking and drugging, which caused Ron "Pigpen" McKernan's death, that his girlfriend Magic told me next Saturday she was engaged to him.

On stage the remaining Grateful Dead band members and their immediate family gather around them. Grateful Dead band members, including Jerry Garcia, played with other bands when they were not on tour as the Grateful Dead. So of course Jerry Garcia's other band members would keep on playing music like they usually did, while not on tour with Jerry Garcia. Apparently he known for certain he would raise from darkness of death to the light gravity circuit opposite sex charge of God Charge. Unaware of all of the wavelength currents of, and specific gravities for physics, in nature? Deborah Koons, married to Garcia on Valentine's Day 1994, told the crowd that when she saw Jerry the morning he died "he had a smile on his face", indicated heroin overdose. Which did well for Jerry in his mind, for a boost of a chance, who cut flight communications for powerful evidence that he is here!

The eulogies conclusion was Jerry could still be with us. The rest of the band would still play music in other bands. The ceremony lasted nearly until noon, when the remaining Grateful Dead told the crowd they were not going be playing music today, announcing they were going to play five hours of their best picks of live Grateful Dead concert songs from "The Vault". Although they would rather, like they usual liked to do, play on all-night-long. But a new city ordinance would not allow the party to go on past 5 p.m., when police on horseback would move in to clear out the crowd. Said drummer Mickey Hart, "If the Grateful Dead did anything, we gave you the power. You have the groove, you have the feeling. ... You take it home and do something with it! We didn't do this for nothing." A fan, Jeremy Coles, 30, praises on the stage, "His guitar playing provided a kind of wrap around you, "like a mother wraps an infant." Cary Tennis's ArtBeat column goes on to say "Contrast the heartless and witless AOL cynics with the tears shed at Sunday's Polo Field memorial amid the marvel of Jerry's music raining on the crowd like some rich natural wonder endowed with a soulful intelligence. Contrast the AOL hecklers remarks with the woman at the alter, her mouth torn with grief, saying 'I can't believe I'm going to live the rest of my life without him!' Or with the barefoot girl in a muslin dress with a purple sash draped shoulder to ankle, her hair topknot tied with what looked like juniper berries, winding her way through the crowd bearing roses and a sheaf of elegies and handing them out to one friend after another with the sprightly quickness of priestly duty. How to square that? Well, it doesn't square. Death doesn't square. It just leaves a hole where something rushes in". I certainly did not want this all to end.

Behind the scenes Jerry Garcia was very much alive an objective omniscient soul as darkness was settling in on the August 10 ebbing and flowing wafting crowd enchantment. I was out of sight to the left some 200 yards to the west of this memorial scene soon after, setting up camp facing the end of the Polo Grounds where the Grateful Dead put on so many free concerts in the 1960's and '70s, I was told. Which went on for nights of partying preceding each show, on through the night. The Grateful Dead liked to play music all night the same as at their indoor shows. I looked at the clearing between two of the big trees at the Polo Grounds in front of me in my camp until I would fall asleep. That night all of a sudden a window of dazzling white-light flipped wide open for me for me to "see the light." I took a good look, and then it abruptly closed. Right after that over to my left about 45 degrees and up about 10 feet, in a clearing between two near trees, suddenly appeared all of the brightly lit-up white molecules forming a soul's egg shape, like the Earth globe, oval. Soul being Earth shaped about 8 foot long. I was certain it was Jerry Garcia going around. Where the god has taken notice of me twice so far, bright flash at the same tree. I am sure that Jerry Garcia was making the sky flash in a steady pulse around everywhere, going his rounds around the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park! Apparently he is free to move around, to and fro to anyone else camping, showing everyone that he is still alive, where there is power in death over electrical circuits. Jerry made it his duty to impress to everyone that he, as well as me and anyone else, can rise up to heaven. A great god of the gods, friendly and freer and more-powerful than he could ever be in the flesh, at your service and mine, living in knowledge know and understand what who so ever wishes. Such a merry prankster in a illuminated secret on earth. Until world crisis when circuit of Universe shorts out Time, with a galaxy blowing-up in hot hydrogen gas, although it slams right back together a new Universal Circuit with a specific gravity inertia always accumulating mass down gravity currents its light spectrum to electrical field formation the Universe, originally coiled together sphere spread out to eternally expanding when stars pop out of its coil/as 1 star jets out the Earth!

Monday afternoon August 14. Upon returning to the Polo Grounds, across the west end of the horse track, over its trail I gazed up to where the Memorial stage had been yesterday. Just testing I crossed my eyes like the books of Carlos Castaneda said to do, to "see" the soul of Jerry Garcia. I was certain to see him right above where the back of the stage was decorated with a sail, that had strings of balloons over it. He was a good 25 yards up over the center of the horse track. An eight foot or so in diameter bright as a full moon white spot. Jerry Garcia's round soul tilted up-to the-right, only a hair line above and a dark beard lined bottom of it. He was looking at me from over his Memorial area, halfway down the track, on my way to camp at sunset! I had to wait out 5 days of fog to go back to the memorial stage area August 19 in the morning to center myself in front of where it was. I went up a few steps, "gazed" up and saw Jerry Garcia's soul over me above the stairs, looking out over the Polo Grounds where 25 thousands of fans were looking up at his picture on the sail. He was a round sphere with a hairline over a beard, looking out over the field. He noticed I was seeing him and rolled down like a beach ball on water to took at me! I was speechless, backed down and walked away. The fog came in off the ocean the rest of the week. I could not see Jerry's soul up over his Memorial stage anytime the fog was in, until this Saturday morning after the thick fog went back out to sea for the August 19 Jerry Garcia Memorial day going on in Central Park New York City. I gazed up to "see" Jerry Garcia's round soul overhead in front of me! By the looks of him his hair line and beard appeared level like he was looking out at this past Sunday's crowd. Realizing I was "seeing" his soul again the sphere of Jerry Garcia rolled down and faced me directly! I didn't have anything planned to say at this point in my life. I had nothing great to show for myself. So I just looked back down at the bleacher steps and turned and walked away. I met Magic, a stage hand for the Dead who was engaged to their first drummer Ron "Pigpen" McKernan died of liver disease in 1973, in afternoon on the east end of the polo grounds. Jerry must be in Central Park by now for his Memorial there. I didn't see him on Saturday afternoon August 19, 1995.

When clouds or fog were in I could not "see" Jerry Garcia's soul. But most every time I got a chance to gaze for Jerry Garcia over his stage area of so many concerts, when the sun was out in 1995 he would be there to "see" Jerry Garcia's round white soul, a spot of light high over his stage area, from the south street at the Polo Grounds facing the Memorial north side, fortunate to "see" such a famous soul who knows me by sight! Still a round soul in the daylight/only hair line with a beard! Sometimes he would be away to other people crossing their eyes see him?

My first encounter with Jerry Garcia was at my camp in Golden Gate Park. I only went up once "seeing" to locate him from a short distance. At camp he was a persistent hallucination in the tree above me every night. A morning overhead on August 19. September 5 was a Grateful Dead gathering crowd up from camp in Marin Headlands. They were going through their beautifully orchestrated ebb and flow of a crowd chant building up back and forth to a great and frightening shout, followed by cheering! That night Jerry found me flashed in my face that night at my cabinet. That makes me wonder if the departed dream in their sack in their soul like a bat dreaming, all those dead in the Circuit of the Universe, until it breaks. In the campground I only needed to set up my air mattress for my sleeping bag, laid beside my picnic table. The weather was so dry and warm I didn't need to set up the tent. So while the Dead Heads were doing their ritual chanting and shouting the air was ecstatic. I got up to get something out of my locker when Jerry shot right up in my face a bright streak of light out of the air from the other side of the picnic table. He flash up-close in my face! Not even a Bear hug? Thank you Jerry, for the insight to make right this epic Revolutionary work, and put the guns available on the table. So I shoot or apprehend the bad and advertisements, divide the booty US Military takeover Power by Default to fill the treasury of my cooperative Third Government. Two more months to polar reversal. To the dead with gripes against the enemies of the people, power failure and tribulations haywire, airplanes falling out of the sky and electrical systems shutting down without warning, so everything crashes causing chaos and anarchy all over the world, ships sucking water so they all fall down in wrath of the gods against "the system", for making these good times end, leaving dense selfish mind's the fate to inherit a disastrous global warming surprise collision into Earth in 2011, at the end of the world.

Finally I stopped "seeing" Jerry Garcia's soul over the Polo Grounds, so I camped in a Marin Headlands National Park campground high up over the Ocean for looking a last time over San Francisco, before I go down the coast. And spend one more night of camping in the west end of Golden Gate Park. While other campers after setting up camp were watching a big freighter going under the Golden Gate Bridge. I was looking high over San Francisco over the Polo Grounds. I noticed a round white spot of cloud with a rainbow going through it in low hanging clouds. I turned to ask the couple beside me to look over at the white spot of rainbow colors in the cloud. They did, but would not speculate on what it was. Back in San Francisco I looked around to find "Dead Heads" to find out if any of them saw the rainbow spot at sunset. No one else thought a thing of it. Jerry Garcia's soul in the low clouds a positive gravity charge. His sphere the next time visible I was at the beach, where anyone's ordinary sight could and did plainly see Jerry Garcia's soul was a white spot of cloud in the sky with a rainbow going through it!

Clouds were building up over the Headlands in Marin next morning, a storm would usually rain a day there before crossing over to San Francisco. I planned on heading out for Half Moon Bay biked south for the winter. I did not expect Jerry to follow me beach campground to beach campground all along my way south of the storm. Stormy sky retreated east. Although wherever clouds were over the northern hills at the end of my sunny days going south a round white cloud of rainbow was always in the sky in the distance facing the Sun from camp to camp all the way to Monterey! Jerry Garcia's soul! El Captain State Beach west of Santa Barbara, California a traveler going north. At a cliff overlooking the Ocean I met the final other person I got to look with me at the round white spot of rainbow on a cloud in the distance, inland over the coast. I told him all about my experiences concerning it. While I knew from a long time ago that a rainbow formed over the eyes of constant and steady LSD users. That was easiest to do with liquid LSD from an eyedropper. Of course that was Jerry. I only got to see him one more time, but up close enough to be picked up, if I would only shout and dance and jump up in a mountain pass!

There was a big mountain to get over from Ventura, a mile high above the Ocean. Someone drove me up to the first pass so I could save my shower, and roll down only a thousand feet to take the road east, right into camp. I didn't have a clue why Jerry Garcia's soul was following me down the coast. I was on a mission to Mule Mountains in California desert. After a lot of spring water and a rabbit stew I was ready to go back on up the two thousand feet east to get around Los Angeles, through the Angeles National forest. I was going to the desert to climb a mountain near the Colorado River across from a hill on the cover of a book where seers watched gravity currents raining down. Coming up was mountain peak. I came around a hilltop bend a few hundred yards or more to the top, where came into view close over the road at the top a 60 yards or so round white spot with a rainbow arching through it, in every bright color! I soon reached the top of the road right under the rainbow! I parked my bike and went over to see thick round rainbow color cords overhead going through the round spot of white cloud. Looking up at the large round cords of rainbow colors there was a slight cloud movement, as whiffs of steam drifted east off of each round cord of color, drifting off the rainbow arch, which all drifted east together.

Four years later in March of 1999 in a dust storm I made it north from Interstate 8 up through an Indian reservation to a camping area with watering, where I stayed for many days. But while I was dragging my bike through the sand in the dust storm towards a group of large trees I stopped suddenly, upon noticing a large cloud to the south shredded by the wind, a great cloud shaped like a skeleton with his head turned my way that looked like he was laughing, while riding a big "chopper" in a windstorm, as if he was on his way to San Diego! Jerry Garcia's soul no doubt was showing off, since he knew I would see him, my only visible "god" of the "gods".

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I just know that the Carlos Castaneda Don Juan books say the soul looks egg shaped, before I saw one. When I crossed my eyes to locate Jerry Garcia's round soul glassy, closer than 60' up in the air, while looking over his memorial stage area seats 6 days later at the field where 20,000+ fans had been. From Headlands at a camp the week afterwards I pointed out a spot of cloud with a rainbow going through it over San Francisco Ocean beach. A couple cooking beside me saw it too, Golden Gate Bridge a distance to our left. South Jerry Garcia seen a round white cloud in clouds over the beach, 1995, to Jerry Garcia riding a motorcycle cloud with his head turned north at me laughing, winter 2002, going west against high winds to San Diego, and years later in Klamath Falls see him as a white spot of cloud with a rainbow going through it again, in 2006. Then two strips of rainbow flat on the horizon separated by cloud on Chinese New Year 2009, but the person beside me did not believe a word I said about it being Jerry Garcia. But the only thing else noteworthy happened to me was one December 2003 after reaching Standish-Hickey State Park in California/over a big hill. I registered for the night and found a picnic table in the sunshine to sit to sunset drinking two 24 oz. beers by myself, after a long strenuous day up through the mountains. Ridge over river at sunset. I was impressed to see Venus so big and blazing as it ever gets, at evening.

After finishing my last drink I walked to the parking lot and put the cans in a recycle bin, and walked out into the empty parking lot for a wider view of bright Venus over twilight. Then I turned and walked back towards my tent to get to sleep. But to my surprise suddenly there was a blazing flash up in a tree top so bright I had to turn away from it. I waited for the light to go out or become dimmer. Hope I could look back up at whatever exploded behind the tree tops that is so bright: I looked right back up through the branches of the tree tops to where I saw a brilliant light was drifting east. Brighter than Venus a few hundred yards up, and going east towards a large clearing to my left. I waited for the bright light drifting through the branches to came out in the clearing. The blasting spot of brightness came out into view, which unlike Venus, it's points of light were very long and thin white lines of light, that extended out to a short "V" formation at the end of each one. From the thick bright spot, or UFO, that continued to drift east to over a hill ridge across California Highway 101, 7 miles north of State Road 1, on the east side, the bright light suddenly went out and a box-like object with rounded corners stuck out of the sides of a red tented wedge shaped craft, pointing to my right. So I could see large lettering of some kind on its left side, Russian? It's red tent appeared as if coming from some overhead source, like out of the Positive Charge of Gravity, and drifted down and away. The wedge dropped away slowly over the hill. It's triangle shaped black bottom flat down, gravity currents. The craft slowly dropped straight down east behind the other side of the ridge.

Unidentified it flew first through the light of gravity circuit to get there, gliding down the black currents of Gravity, useful for vertical up-or-down movement the black triangle convection of currents coming down through its bottom. Gravity currents from the Black World to its circuit in the world useful for daily life in space travel off Positive Gravity Charge flowing down as fast as a rock on black currents of Gravity a thrust, that is expanding the Universe. All particles of creation with a Gravitational Field center, current converging in the principle of equal but opposite forces flowing down liquid, the Mass and elusive final element under pressure. For flight through gravity circuit sit in the back end of box shape in the wedge shaped craft. I heard talk about on Art Bell Coast to Coast radio a UFO blown engine. The store owner I bought two beers from saw the UFO too, after closing his store. He went down to a bar at California Highway 1 & 101 where someone said he was crazy or something and shot him. In the morning I went over to the store for coffee. The store was closed. But two men in a pick-up truck were leaving the grounds. I stopped them and found out about the shooting after a Coast Guard helicopter landed over in their parking lot, then left. While talking with the men in the truck I pointed out the UFO's course. Right then a little black police helicopter raced east along where I was pointing! In the truck they all turned left to see it!

I walked out onto my patio overlooking town one afternoon in 2006, looking at a wisp of cloud on a warm day. Something I never expected to see again was in the wisp of cloud high over town. It was Jerry Garcia as a round white spot of cloud with a rainbow going through it. I had been working on some page somewhere here and took a break. This was my last few months of having any kind of technical support. Took 5 years to master the art of writing, and Web page making. Jerry Garcia must have known from past experience I would recognize him as a spot of white cloud with a rainbow arching through it, knowing I was at something that might be of value? Or only re-traveling his Grateful Dead show paths from the past. I was just thrilled to see him again! On November 3, 2007, I passed by the Polo Grounds in Golden Gate Park to gaze over the Memorial, to see if his round white soul would be there. But in a shocking second I was seeing the scene of Jerry Garcia's round soul back-half, that was a glossy black, imprinted round impression, only a few days after Halloween. A flock of black bats seemed to be let loose at me. I knew they were the Deadheads gathering over from the west end of the stage at the bend in the horse track, who frighten me with Jerry's prank according to the season, doing me a party favor. While in October a comet had just exploded 5 times bigger than the Sun spread debris across Mars' orbit on February 19, 2008. A passing 2006 star Sirius, then another same type of comet should be waiting to explode into a ball of asteroids. Borrely a comet feared to do it closer to Earth, dumping a huge cloud of a nuclear fallout over the Earth on July 26, 2008. Then there is star Sirius closest in 2011-2012 "1.35 AU" away bringing us Nostradamus' "comet" Wormwood, Bible "Revelation 8:10,11". But the faithful's get to have a Rapture "in a twinkling of an eye".

Just yesterday a lady was telling me everything is in circles, while I was trying to talk through her talk to say the soul is round (calculus mathematics), the soul is round I said. She would never fathom the soul expands absolutely round after people die, but is egg shaped while supporting an earthly body inside it's center. Under pressure the ascended transform into egg shaped particle layer memory identities, where souls like my 15 year old girlfriend could do in 1972 glided up to me in that sky, after I was told the truth is in "the sermon on the mount" boast I saw "God". Church everyone says nobody can look at God. It is okay to be between ascended and transformed, Jerry Garcia round in the sky over the Earth, manifest into human form in the clouds on chopper, or be round and showing up as spot of rainbow. The gods inspire by their presence all through the ages in cloud shapes to their people. Now a rainbow. Gather any together in groups in the heavens as lights may not be alien craft but souls of the great people who rose up but cannot talk warn to say the top of the world is going to blow-up over Alaska big as the Moon rising out of the Arctic Ocean in 2011 and long lived the good times. Souls gather in the sky. Jerry Garcia able among other greats prank. Gather at Heaven's Wound to go further; through Sun to the Father!

Back on a February 9, 2008, I had another hard day and couldn't get something done. While walking away I looking up to see what caught my eye. As I began walking north downtown a dreary buses stopped running after 4. Trying to write what couldn't be done until now, before asteroid storm star Sirius close as Neptune five times bigger than the sun's core to the Earth Nostradamus Comet as 17P Holmes close enough for "Wormwood" to fall on Earth. Above was Jerry Garcia in the sky a bright waterfall-looking strip of rainbow cloud folded like a curtain hanging down to its bottom to its right side until after 4:30. Then it filled out downwards to become a bearded rainbow-faced-cloud, before fading out into a burst of energy at me and anyone else looking! Suddenly people seemed to know me, passed by, like two on skateboards followed by someone else friendly, and then 2 others, where I could not get out the words did you see that rainbow! To tell them that was Jerry Garcia! My impression of the rainbow was obligation to get all of this correct, and be a miracle in front of others jump over a little blue glass ball where a broom stands by itself, wooden stick. Maybe jolt from the ground bare skin if stuck to it must jump to get off of it; to break out of the physical world. Might even step on something watching. Better leap before you look! I will bring something back with me to make a living. Science says life began as a single DNA in a primordial lake composition rapidly reproducing itself with mutations of itself producing all of the different kinds of life possible with opposites. So 5 ages of "gods" in a gravity convergence sphere. "Their appearances are on the increase" unidentified, UFO's chasing planes? Now a "god" who makes people friendly, optimistic and happy every time he comes around. Jerry Garcia certainly is going to have a grand family in the sky and Heaven, the bones all left behind? Hopefully more souls than usual get to live to see a New Age on Earth? After a 12/24/2011 super volcano eruption over Alaska disaster at Earth's 85° latitude flat top 235° or+ longitude polar reversal. But a lucky few taste not death. Then the ascended soul and the dead usually translate becoming what they really are.