Critical Mass: A Spiritual Adventure to Save the Planet

Ever since the horrors of 9/11, Brian had been lost.His quest for purpose led him to France in the spring of 2003. There, everything changed when he joined with fellow seekersKatrina, a German physicist; Hadji, an Indian engineer; Alia, a Brazilian pilot; and Qui Jen, a Japanese ninjaas part of the Holistic Group dedicated to the transformation of the planet through the creation of Critical Mass. As foretold in ancient texts, Critical Mass is both a beautifully simple and incomprehensibly complex concept for change. To achieve this rare state, 3,511 people must be trained to come together in a single thought. If this can be accomplished, that one thought will manifest as a new reality, a self-aware planet, a Global Brain. Brian is challenged to accept the responsibilities of the Uniter, the one who would come and start the world anew. But the Monarchists, a group with considerably less philanthropic goals, have vowed to stop at nothing to ensure that their vision is the one that comes to pass. The first group to achieve Critical Mass will win the planet. In order to realize his spiritual potential to save humanity, Brian and his crew travel the world in search of knowledge to use the Tree of Life, an ancient map of consciousness. Can they achieve their goals before the Monarchists achieve theirs? Only time and fate will tell

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"Everyone gets a ticket," the little clerk said. "No exceptions! It's procedure."Brian had lingered at the foot of the stairs, and he watched as Qui Jen's expression changed from a frustrated scowl to a slight grin. She turned and moved toward the clerk's window with quickening steps. She drew her sword as she approached. She reached inside the small opening in the window and grasped the collar and tie of the little man. She yanked him forward through the glass, shattering it as he tumbled through the opening onto the floor. The little man had only recovered enough to be on one knee huddled and cowering when Qui Jen's katana blade came slicing down, slitting the man open with an explosion of light and a puff of smoke. The thick smoke quickly cleared, revealing a charred broken globe about two feet wide. It looked rather like a hatched egg that was blackened and charred on the edges. "He was a Klippot," Brian said as he stepped forward, and Qui Jen slowly rose from the crouched pose of her finishing stroke. "That's right!" Hadji said, snapping his fingers. "The Klippot of Geburah is bureaucracy, procedure just for the sake of procedure." Qui Jen was standing over the still-smoking globe, blade in hand. She kicked the globe, launching it into the doors, which exploded outward in a pulse of energy, shattering the glass. The shards flickered like tumbling snowflakes as they floated to the ground. Everyone impulsively drew their swords and quickly advanced to where the doors had been to see that they were standing at the edge of a cliff. They could see the remains of the Klippot shell fall away into the dark cloud that filled the canyon before them. They knew that they were standing on the edge of the abyss.

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