Epola Theory, Quantum Mechanics, and General Theory of 
Relativity 
... or, "God's Green Pastures" 
April 4, 1997 
William S. Stoertz 
Moscow, Russia, Northeast Continent 
 
(9:09 pm) 
 
WS -- I am here, Father. I saved this time for You. 
 
HF -- You've been gone a long time. What do you want to 
talk about? 
 
WS -- I'm a bad boy, but I want to talk about the foundation 
of space. 
 
HF -- Why not? I like that too. 
 
WS [smiling] -- Thank You Father. 
 
HF -- You don't think I'm your Friend. You don't think 
anybody's your friend. You have a lot of friends. Even in 
this. See? I sent people to you each day who expressed their 
interest, from their side first. 
 
WS -- Yes, You did, Father. You might say I'm faithless. 
 
HF -- There seems to be a contradiction. 
 
WS -- Don't I know it. 
 
HF -- On the one side, you seem to be the most terrible 
person. On the other side, you are very good, doing 
something very good. Which is right? 
 
WS -- I'm afraid I have to say both of them. 
 
HF -- Right you are. Now what? 
 
WS -- Why should we not do our best to do right, to do 
good, and to go on? 
 
HF -- That is My philosophy. But what about indemnity? 
 
WS -- I am going to Chung Pyung. Am I not? 
 
HF -- That is not enough. 
 
WS -- You say that very definitively. What else then? 
 
HF -- You have your own portion of responsibility, your 
own investment. 
 
WS [deep breath] -- You won't tell me. I know what that is. 
 
HF -- You won't do it. I know you. 
 
WS [sigh] -- So we have no choice but to go on. 
 
HF -- It seems that's what it is. [sigh] Then what is your 
question? 
 
WS -- This should interest You. Because if it is true, it 
should be able to tell us something important in the other 
areas. 
 
HF -- You're going to say, "Like the Blessing." 
 
WS -- What else? Why don't, if we find the truth, we can 
then come back to the Blessing? Bring them. 
 
HF -- Well, of course. That's what we must do. What could 
there be that is new? Except the green grass of fertile 
meadows of someone who comforts My Heart. 
 
WS -- Where did the green grass come from? 
 
HF -- Spring. 
 
WS -- I dreamed of green grass... a farmer going to a 
wedding... a train track... ancient days... Turkmenia... 
 
HF -- Why would I not send you such a dream? You are 
suffering. And what am I concerned about? 
 
WS -- The Blessing. 
 
HF [sigh] -- Why won't the people realize, and come home? 
 
WS -- That's what I'm thinking. 
 
HF -- Each period of the Providence has its heartaches, its 
unbearable grief. And now this one... True Parents are here, 
and the people, who will die, are just wandering around. 
 
WS -- Actually, I was going to ask about space... 
 
HF [looking at me with a curious look in the eye] -- Where 
is it? 
 
WS [tears coming] -- Space? The most important space: the 
empty place in my heart. 
 
HF [putting His hand on my shoulder, bending over] -- 
What is it? 
 
WS -- I thought only You cried, because... 
 
HF -- Because you can't bring people to the Blessing. 
Suppose you found such an incredible answer [to the 
questions of quantum mechanics and theory of relativity]. 
Who would care? 
 
WS -- I already did. But it's not the most important thing, 
compared to this Blessing. 
 
HF -- These are the green meadows which I created at the 
end of time. The top of it all. And where are My people, My 
sheep? [God is crying out] 
 
WS -- Do You find them? Do they know? 
 
HF -- Of course they don't, nor care. I made the [English] 
language. 
 
WS -- Why is it satanic? 
 
HF -- There comes a certain point at which it is irrelevant. 
The heart is there anyway. What will you do with it? 
 
WS -- Of course -- speak the truth. With a clear voice. 
 
HF -- What is this truth you found? 
 
WS -- Don't You know? If I dive into it, it's all there, in 
everything. As soon as you go "1, 2," it's in everything. 
 
HF -- What's that supposed to mean? 
 
WS -- Don't You know? Everything's founded on 
something. You're that Something. 
 
HF -- Where am I? 
 
WS -- In everything. But want to be in the best things. Like 
True Love. 
 
HF -- See? There you go again. You can't escape. You come 
back to My green pastures. That's where we're at now. 
 
WS -- That's not "Quantum Mechanics and Theory of 
Relativity." 
 
HF -- That's why you should make the title, "God's Green 
Pastures." 
 
WS -- Did I come home, after all of that? 
 
HF -- Home? You're home, with Me, in My eyes. You just 
have some troubles. That's the way I see it. I look at how 
easy it is to reach people. You are just a step away. I just tell 
you, and you listen. 
 
		So, what of such a fancy theory? 
 
WS [eagerness] -- You'll answer it? 
 
HF -- I guess I'll have to. Okay, what's the question. I'm the 
Sphinx. 
 
WS -- That's a good one. Let me see. 
 
		Will True Father come and continue his 
work through us? 
 
HF -- That's a good question. As much as you're ready for 
it. 
 
WS -- In different dimensions or disciplines? 
 
HF -- Naturally. 
 
WS -- How can we be ready for the work of God? 
 
HF -- You're doing it, by being My champion, in the way 
that's always unexpected. Not the standard way, nor the 
shortcut, nor the routine. Keep your ears open, keep alert, 
keep perked. The injustice or unrighteousness will come by 
you. Stop it. Do something about it. 
 
WS -- What if we die? 
 
HF -- Die? You'll not die. Because Satan would pay too 
much indemnity. 
 
WS -- How can I know the righteous moment? 
 
HF -- Keep your ears perked, your eyes peeled. When it 
comes, hit it. Smash it. You did good. ...Plenty of chances. 
 
WS -- I'm not worried about danger. 
 
HF -- This country needs a champion. 
 
WS -- What about the Blessing? 
 
HF -- Do the right thing. 
 



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