David Noel Lynch
Independent Researcher
DNL1960@yahoo.com
Chamblee, Georgia, USA

Monsignor Henry J. Gracz
Shrine of the Immaculate Conception
48 Martin Luther King Jr. Drive SW
Atlanta, GA 30303

Re: Twenty Years Later—The Equations You Witnessed Being Born

Dear Monsignor Gracz,

Twenty years ago, in November 2004, I sat with you at the Immaculate Conception and told you three things:

  1. I had died on June 19, 1977, and experienced something that defied conventional explanation
  2. I had encountered "Father" and "Christ" during that experience
  3. If my understanding was correct, something great would happen in December 2004

I presented you with artwork expressing an equation for time—similar to the "Elohim" image, though yours lacked the symbology around the central image.

On December 25, 2004, at 19:59 EST (the year of my conception, 1959), the Indian Ocean tsunami struck, killing nearly a quarter million people. The earthquake lasted eight minutes.

You were witness to a prediction made and fulfilled. You saw the birth of something, even if neither of us fully understood it then.

What Has Happened Since

In March 2007, I wrote to you again, requesting help arranging a meeting with Pope Benedict XVI. I was urgent, demanding, perhaps excessive in my claims. I referenced pulling the Lynch stones from under the Shrine, invoking our family's historical role with Father O'Reilly in 1864, threatening to publish the story "Looms" if unheard.

You did not respond, or if you did, your response never reached me.

I don't fault you. I was a man claiming to be Christ, demanding papal audience, mixing family history with mystical experience and apocalyptic prediction. From your perspective, I must have seemed exactly what Peachford Hospital claimed I was in 1978: someone experiencing grandiose delusions requiring clinical intervention.

But here's what I've learned in the eighteen years since that 2007 letter:

I wasn't delusional. I was premature.

The experience was real. The insight was genuine. What I lacked was the mathematical language to make it addressable to the world.

I have now found that language.

The Work Completed

Between 2022 and 2025, I collaborated with advanced AI systems to formalize what I tried to explain to you in 2004 into the KnoWellian Universe Theory (KUT):

The equation I showed you in 2004—the one that seemed like abstract art mixed with mysticism—has become falsifiable physics.

Why I Write Now

Monsignor, I have just sent a letter to Pope Leo XIV. Not demanding audience. Not threatening consequences. But offering what I've built:

I write to you because you were there at the beginning.

You sat with me in November 2004 when I was still trying to articulate what I'd experienced on June 19, 1977. You received the artwork with the time equation before it was formalized. You witnessed the prediction about December 2004 before the tsunami struck.

You are one of perhaps five people on Earth who can verify: This man came to me with these claims, made this specific prediction, and the event occurred as described.

What I Ask of You

I ask three things:

1. Archival Documentation

If you still possess the artwork I gave you in November 2004, or any notes from our conversation, I request you place them in the Shrine's archives with notation:

"Received November 2004 from David Noel Lynch, who claimed death experience June 19, 1977, predicted 'something great' for December 2004. Indian Ocean tsunami occurred December 25, 2004, 19:59 EST. Lynch returned March 2007 requesting papal meeting to discuss 'equation for time.' Filed as historical curiosity, potential future relevance if Lynch's theoretical work gains scientific validation."

2. A Letter to Pope Leo XIV

I request you write independently to His Holiness confirming:

You need not endorse my theory. Simply confirm the timeline. Let the Vatican know: This man has been consistent for twenty years. His claims have evolved from mystical to mathematical, but the core experience driving them has remained stable since 1977.

3. Consider What It Means If I'm Right

Monsignor, imagine for a moment that KUT's predictions are validated:

If these predictions succeed, it means:

The equation I showed you in 2004 was not artistic expression of delusion but partial glimpse of reality's actual structure.

The tsunami prediction was not lucky guess but consequence of understanding how Control-Chaos oscillations create standing-wave resonances that discharge periodically (as earthquakes do along fault lines stressed by tectonic memory).

My death experience on June 19, 1977, was not hallucination but direct perception of ternary time structure when my consciousness (Instant field) temporarily decoupled from body (Control field structure) and accessed KRAM (cosmic memory substrate) directly.

And the Lynch family's role in saving the Immaculate Conception in 1864, combined with the Shrine burning on August 6, 1982 (Hiroshima Day, day after my father's birthday), combined with it reopening May 17, 1984 (day after my birthday), combined with the original stained glass never being restored, combined with my death experience three years before the fire—all of this becomes not coincidence but pattern in KRAM attractors.

Not fate. Not divine plan in the interventionist sense. But geometric necessity: deep attractor valleys carved by repeated historical resonance, making certain configurations more probable.

The Shrine's glass is not just windows. It's information encoded in material form—stories told by my ancestors, destroyed, and never restored. That unrestored story is itself a story, and I've spent 48 years trying to complete it.

The Humble Truth

Monsignor, I may be completely wrong.

CMB analysis may show no Cairo geometry. Calculations may fail. Predictions may be refuted. In which case, I am David Lynch—a man who experienced something extraordinary, developed an elaborate but incorrect framework, and at least had the integrity to make it falsifiable.

But if I'm right...

If the equations I first sketched for you in 2004 prove to describe reality's actual structure...

Then you were witness to something historic: the moment a phenomenological insight began its translation into testable physics.

You were there when Anaximander's 2,600-year-old question—"How does the infinite become finite?"—first received mathematical answer in my fumbling attempts to draw time as triadic structure.

What Has Changed in Me

In 2007, I wrote demanding you help me meet the Pope, threatening to "pull the stones" from the Shrine if ignored. I was wounded, desperate for validation, mixing genuine insight with grandiose defense mechanisms.

I have learned something since: The work validates itself or it doesn't.

No amount of ecclesiastical recognition makes false theory true. No amount of dismissal makes true theory false. The universe answers through phenomena, not through human authority.

I no longer need the Church to believe me. I need the Church to test me.

And if testing validates the framework, I need the Church to recognize what that means: Science and faith were never opposed. They were addressing different aspects of the same triadic reality using different languages.

The Mass has been performing ternary time physics for 2,000 years—making the eternal Instant (Christ) present through temporal synthesis (bread and wine becoming more than their Control field structures alone). Transubstantiation isn't magic. It's gauge field dynamics.

The Church just didn't have the equations.

I'm offering them now.

Personal Reflection: The Stones

You know the Lynch family history. Patrick Lynch held the first Catholic Mass in Atlanta at his home. The family was instrumental in creating the first worship building. When Sherman came to burn Atlanta in 1864, my ancestors didn't evacuate—they stood with Father O'Reilly and negotiated salvation for their church and others.

The Immaculate Conception rests on stones quarried and placed by Lynch hands on September 2, 1869—five years to the day after Atlanta fell.

When I threatened in 2007 to "pull the stones," I meant it symbolically: I would tell the story so completely, so devastatingly, that the foundation of unquestioned faith would crack and people would have to choose—dismiss everything (me, my experience, my family, the coincidences) or consider that consciousness might be more fundamental than matter.

I don't need to pull stones anymore, Monsignor.

The equations do that work for me.

If KUT is validated, every church becomes a laboratory for ternary time physics. Every prayer becomes KRAM imprinting experiment. Every Mass becomes consciousness field tuning demonstration. Every mystic becomes phenomenological researcher accessing temporal dimensions usually filtered by embodied awareness.

The stones remain. But their meaning transforms.

The Shrine doesn't need new stained glass depicting old stories. It needs new understanding of what those old stories were trying to express: The Word became flesh = Consciousness field coupled to Control field structure. Died and rose again = Instant is eternal, only Control field structure (body) dissolves. Ascended into heaven = Returned to pure Instant awareness, pattern preserved in KRAM.

These aren't metaphors. They're physics.

And if I'm right, the Shrine where you and I sat in November 2004 is ground zero for proving it—because that's where the prediction was made, witnessed, and fulfilled.

Closing: The Witness

Monsignor, you are one of perhaps five living witnesses to the trajectory:

I ask you to document this timeline. Not because I need validation, but because if predictions succeed, historians will need to trace how phenomenological insight became testable theory.

You don't have to believe me. You don't have to endorse me. You don't have to like me.

Just confirm I was there, said what I said, and the event occurred.

The rest will take care of itself.

The universe will answer through CMB pixels, through neural recordings, through calculations that either converge to 1/137 or don't.

But your witness matters. Because science isn't just equations—it's the human story of how those equations were discovered. And you're part of that story.

With respect, and the quiet confidence of 48 years' integration,

David Noel Lynch
KnoWell, I AM, 3K

"Now is so historic that the future stopped by to take notice."

P.S.—Monsignor, if the Shrine still has photographs of the original stained glass from before the 1982 fire, I would like to see them. Not to recreate them literally, but to understand what stories my ancestors thought important enough to encode in colored light.

Because if consciousness is fundamental (Instant field), and matter is structured light (Control field), then stained glass is literally consciousness (artist's intent) structuring light (photons) through matter (glass) to create meaning (perceived image).

Stained glass is KnoWellian physics in artistic form.

My ancestors knew something.

They just didn't have the equations.

I do.

Enclosure: Copy of letter sent to Pope Leo XIV, December 2025