From The Farthest Hills of Elsewhere

Darwin says we evolved into men over millions of years. True or not? Every million years - sometimes more sometimes less - a wholly new model of hominid or near-mad appeared out of nowhere. It did not evolve. There was nobody in between. What Thomas Huxley called genetic islands. No hominid stood on an earlier one's shoulders: one or two million years unchanged he vanished without descendents. Someone - or something - was designing hominids and man with incredible intelligence. An English software specialist takes holidays in New Delhi: he meets two Indian gurus with uncanny mental powers. The gurus bring together some scientists to argue about the evolution of man. Is this a material world where atoms put themselves together and we vanish into dust when we die? - or does a Designer of inconceivable Intelligence create us? In the second part of the book they take a train across India and talk about people who have died in recent years - in this generation about 15000000 - who have gone to heaven - and come back into their bodies. All 15 million tell the same story. Spirits going in and out of the material world.