He made sound go with the moving pictures.
Swann told me while staying at my house that he does not identify himself as a psychic. He called himself, “a consciousness researcher,” and said that most people can be taught to be Remote Viewers, although some people have more innate ability than others. Swann has stated, “I don’t get tested, and I only work with researchers on well-designed experiments.” He was pleasant gentleman with a great smile and intuitive abilities that provided the US government with significant intelligence information on the Soviet Union and Extraterrestrials.
The event is supposed to have taken place last March, in the days immediately following Anthony’s sudden and untimely death on Friday, March 2. The earliest full account of it that my Google search turns up is a post by one Tanya Waterworth to IOL News, website of the South African news agency Independent Online. The post is dated Saturday, March 10:
“For 12 hours the huge beasts slowly made their way through the Zululand bush until they reached the house of the man they loved – to say good-bye.
“That, according to the son of conservationist and adventurer Lawrence Anthony, who passed away while on a business trip to Johannesburg last Friday, was the profoundly moving sight at Thula Thula Private Reserve this week. …
“There are two elephant herds at Thula Thula. According to his son Dylan, both herds arrived at the house after Anthony’s death.
“‘They had not visited the house for a year-and-a-half and it must have taken them about 12 hours to make the journey,’ said Dylan.
From David Halperin’s report on the funeral elephants held for conservationist and elephant-friend Lawrence Anthony.
See especially the first comment below the post.
Inventor of the barcode. By putting his fingers in sand at the beach.
- Charlie Lloyd, “Perhaps it is broken, the cover of your diadem […], darkness collar […]?”, a reflection on Mayans, poetry, cycles, loss, translation and comic books.
But mostly about how things mean things.
I never really knew Dan, and I think I regret that.
The Bikes “Fumes” feat. Dan Hosker (12/9/65 - 8/11/12)
[ song via hustlinglikeraindrops]