In Which Time Stands Still by Bill Hibberd - HTML preview

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Helen hadn’t really explored her reaction to this, latest, of David hypotheses, when she gently made a mocking bow before him as she stood to return her tray to the used tray stand.

She felt unsettled but couldn’t put her finger on why.

That evening, Helen went to the library.

She found herself looking at books from the religious section.

• In the book ‘Buddha His Life and Teachings’ she read of Samsara and she read that each day is like a flower standing tall but which fades, as the day grows old. She read of the universe as it comes together and breaks apart.
• She looked at the Bible where in she read, in Genesis, of the making of the earth and the creation of mankind. She also had a brief look at the book of Revelations.
• In the Egyptian book of the Dead she read of the God of Eternity and of the Other world.
• In the Koran she read of a God who lived in The Kingdom, described as another world.
• In the Laws of Mabu she read of This Universe which existed in the shape of darkness, unperceived, destitute of distinctive marks, unattainable by reasoning, unknowable, wholly immersed, as it were, in deep sleep.

Wherever she read, the story was the same; That God lives all around. That he comes and goes to suit his needs – these visits often recorded as ‘in times of need’ by mankind – and that his behaviours could, indeed, be consistent with there being another place such as the dimension about which David had so casually hypothesized.

Helen had felt decidedly uncomfortable when David had put his theory forward at lunchtime and having spent a short time in the library, Helen had worked out why.