his body !
Excusez si j'écris dans ma langue, c'est mon expression
correcte, je parle un peu anglais, mais j'espère que
vous pourrez traduire.
Alors que je m'intéressais hier, à savoir où
je pouvais aller à la rencontre de UG, Anne Newberg (Innerquest
site) m'annonce la disparition de celui qui m'a beaucoup aidée
car je me sentais si proche de cet être qui parlait le
même langage et vouloir le connaître pour le lui
dire était un voeu sincère.
Alors, je ne peux pas garder pour moi l'objet précis
de mon intention de le rencontrer, car il y avait un autre sujet
que je désirais exposer. Si vous êtes la personne
la plus proche de UG, accepterez vous de me rencontrer ? Voici
cette question à aborder. UG a soulevé le voile
sur l'état de otherness / spiritualité qui n'est
pas à rechercher, celui-ci, qu'il a appelé "calamité"
reste, une énigme quand il se manifeste. Cette partie
est-elle restée dans l'ombre ou bien UG a t-il recueilli
des informations des chercheurs dans le domaine de la génétique,
ou biologie ?
J'ai été aussi victime d'une calamité et
après 35 jours de coma, j'ai découvert que j'étais
une autre personne, non, un autre être... Je chercherai
jusqu'au bout de l'extinction de mon corps, à résoudre
cette énigme, les éléments que j'ai découverts
doivent être partagés ils iront en complément
de ce qu'a avancé UG. Est-ce possible que vous m'entendiez
Que mes Sincères condoléances soient transmises
aux membres de la famille et amis proches de UG
04 67 96 95 13
I am sorry
that I write you a letter in my own language. I speak a little
bit of English, but I hope that you can translate it.
As I was interested yesterday to know where I could meet UG,
(Innerquest site) told me that UG has died. He has helped me
a lot as I felt
so close to him. He spoke the same language. My wish to meet
him and to tell
him this was a sincere desire.
keep for myself the exact purpose of my intention to meet him,
there was another subject I wanted to expose.
If you are the person who was nearest to UG, would you allow
me to meet you?
This is what I would like to discuss. UG has lifted the veil
state-of-otherness / spirituality, something you cannot examine
and what he
called a calamity. Its an enigma when it is
manifested. Is it something
that remained in the dark or did UG find some research information
field of genetics or biology?
I was also
a victim of a calamity and after having been 35 days in a coma
discovered that I was a different person, no, a different being
until after the extinction of my body in order to resolve this
the elements that I discovered must be in the same category,
they will be a
complement to what UG put forward.
be possible that you listen to me?
my condolences to the members of the family and to the close
friends of UG.
Ballweg Jeannine Ballweg Montpellier /France
04 67 96 95 13
U.G. nous a quittés
de J. L. avec Charles Antoni qui a publié "Pertinences
le décès d'U.G et la manière dont il s'était
abandonné dans la dernière étape de son
« histoire personnelle », je me remémorai
les instants passés en sa compagnie, il y a quelques
années de cela, où déjà j'avais
pressenti qu'il mettrait en application sa manière de
penser à ce sujet, lorsqu'il m'avait dit : « Si
je tombais malade, alors je me coucherais tel un chien près
d'un arbre, je geindrais(?) et puis, ciao, me laisserais aller
sans faire d'histoires ».
à la fois un être des plus simples et des plus
étonnants qu'il m'ait été donné
de rencontrer. La clef de sa vie pourrait se résumer
dans cette phrase : « Au milieu des épines
je marche ».
learned of the demise of U.G. and the way he submitted himself
to the last stage of his life, I recall the feeling I had several
years ago when spending some time with him, that he would put
into practice his thoughts about this subject when he told me:
If I would get ill, I would sleep like a dog near a tree,
I would moan and then, ciao, I would let me go without protesting
at the same time the most simple and the most amazing person
I was given the chance to meet. The key of his life could perhaps
be summed up in the following phrase: In the middle of
thoughts about UG's decisions on handling his body and its nourishment
in the last weeks of his life.
In the past
three-plus years he had a series of health issues. It started
with feelings of being lightheaded and then falling down. Two
or three times he injured himself when falling, including three
times when he had much pain in his leg. Twice before he had
to spend almost a month at home and couldn't walk. During these
periods his system seemed to slow down and he would have problems
with intake of food and water, to the point of not taking much
at all. Each episode led to weight loss and greater frailty.
For the first time since I knew him he began to depend physically
on another, most importantly Louis Brawley, who would hold his
arm while crossing streets. This progressed to the point during
these last months where Louis was sleeping in UG's room at night,
carrying him to the bathroom, lifting him onto chairs and straightening
his clothes. He was very appreciative of Louis but also spoke
of how he disliked being dependent in this way.
again on January 31, in the night while by himself. He couldn't
even stand and had to lay on the floor until someone came a
few hours later in the early morning. He had re-injured his
leg and was in pain. At first it didn't seem as serious as previously
but in a few days he again had difficulty with his food and
water intake. It affected his whole system and he weakened.
By the end of the first week he was putting the word out that
"If my friends want to see me one last time they should
come now". He didn't say directly that he was going to
die but all his actions pointed in that direction. He even told
some friends that they should come soon because to delay would
"be too late."
the visitors in the next month urged him to try various ways
to recover, including several doctors. He even humorously convened
his "medical team" to have a conference about his
situation. After an hour of struggle to come up with an answer
UG dismissed them all and their ideas and made it crystal clear
he was going to handle things exactly in his own way. From then
on he was completely calm, utterly unafraid, and absolutely
practical in his decisions about his coming end.
I had been
away when he fell and returned a week after. When I first saw
him I realized that he had gone down. I wasn't sure if this
was the end even though he talked about dying every day. One
time he said that "There is a strong voice inside which
is saying 'Go, go, go!!'. But as soon as I heard that he was
calling for people to see him, many whom he hadn't seen in a
long time but were old, old friends, I knew that he really was
seeing the end. For weeks afterward there would be hope, especially
from those who just arrived on the scene. The pattern would
be that they would arrive, be stunned, but still feel that UG
had a chance to recover. But always after a few days the mood
would change and the visitor would also feel their hope drift
that we had hope because one finds it hard to imagine that a
friend will die and be no more, even though you know that to
be true for all, still, especially with UG who has been the
most powerful of men, you can't quite understand that he will
be gone. We had all seen him suffer before and then spring back
to life. For me and others who had known him most of our lives
he was as familiar as a family member. How could he not be around?
he is gone one can see that he handled his passing like a magnificent
general, in complete command of the practical matters at hand.
I'm sure that he knew right from the beginning on Jan 31 that
he was going. He had even delayed or cancelled any journeys
to America or India in January, something which surprised and
puzzled those around.
was about whether he decided one way or other his health decisions
in the final weeks. He said about three weeks before his death
that "UG left this body two weeks ago and he won't come
back. All that is here is this body and the breath. And when
the breath goes that will be the end."
that somehow, in a way which can't really be defined, UG realized
that his body was finished and the UG was only there to handle
the practical matter of his death. From what he said there was
only the body living out its course and ending in the most graceful
and peaceful way. For UG there was no question of attempting
to live longer or even to end it sooner to avoid any suffering.
I looked around and counted more than thirty people sitting
in the small room with UG. Each one will have their own story
to tell about those days. Hopefully some of them will come out
to be known by others.
Now what is the game plan? What does one do now? That was often
UG would say to you, and you had no idea what to do except some
short term thing to do. As far as any long term happening I
blown away by the reality of really not wanting to do anything
might change my relationship to people or places or the collection
junk called my stuff When UG suggested that I move to India,
America and my friends, at first I went into shock but later
became attractive to me. I have been in India some time about
or more give or a take a year or so. All the time I linked UG
staying here, thinking there must be some reason or grand plan
works. Except for the fact I can live here on my meager income
and live well here, that must be the grand plan.
Now my friend
UG is gone, he is no more, he lives in my memory, my
thoughts about him and my meager understanding of what he is,
is possible to put into any frame work? That is the problem,
want to create a special image or definitions or a explanation
says what he is, we are content to say he was a man? Anything
my image, my thoughts, put together by my experiences with him
the past 40 odd years of knowing him. Of course knowing him,
time in funny places all over the world have made an impact
on me, my
life is quite different from the that person called BOB. Different
also not different, I am the same Bob, nothing special or unique
any way. We are all the humans doing what we can to cope with
life brings us day to day. I marvel at the mystery of what life
and the fact is I really don't have any idea what it is. So
here I am
and I salute that man called UG. .Ramblings of a mad man.