Thought transposition is accomplished by means of electrical currents, manipulated mentally, until there is a transfusion of ideas from one mind to another. It is called transference, but in reality it is a fusion or blend of consciousness, as the same thought is in one or two minds simultaneously. In the enveloping ether are echoes of projected ideas, and these nomad thoughts would be confusing to psychics when they listen in, were it not for some protecting intelligence “over there.”

As yet the limitations of machinery prevent the radio from originating or creating beyond the scope of the broadcasting stations, but in the future perhaps new tubes will be perfected, so sensitive that these delicate ethereal disturbances will be easily detected. Then psychics will no longer be discredited.

Evolution proceeds in spite of attempts to frustrate cosmic laws, and while the mind of God girds slowly, the supply of wonders is inexhaustible. And so it would seem that every discernible thing is governed by some law, even the disconcerting disclosures of psychics; and scrupulous scrutiny reveals the fact that they, to a degree, greater than other human beings, conform to these unseen dictates, proving themselves to be obedient subjects, instead of outlaws. Since the searchlight of science has been directed toward their proceedings, deception has become impossible. Metaphysical laws govern the universe, and when they are disregarded, material methods result in chaos, hence financial disturbances and wars.

Psychic phenomena have been so carefully considered for the past fifty years, that no credulity is required without substantiation. Every step of the way has been trod by the psychics and scientific investigators, every precaution taken to prevent dissimulation and mistakes. It is now one of the most scientific of the sciences, as it deals with the major mystery which is so baffling to the materialistic mind.

These legendary intermediaries “twixt here and there” sometimes present themselves to my psychic sight in the form of luminous flashes and frequently occur in most unexpected places. They are brilliant, to the point of permeation, like lightning, but of a beautiful blue color, which rivals the combinations of the painter’s palette. They flash and are gone, but usually herald an approaching personality, desirous of imparting a message. I have