I looked at the 110 on the speedometer and thought, "Well hell, I could go
through another crash again. That last one was now a piece of cake but I don't
know about that other me laying on the girls laps. He looks in pretty bad shape
even to me.
I felt no pain, no fear and I was with five girls speeding down the highway, me
and me. What a night so far!
It's a good thing the girls had a base sticker on their car because the guard
at the gate barely had time to wave them through. They were way ahead of him
and through the gate in a flash, shouting to him that they were going to the
hospital. I kind of chuckled and waved to him out the back window as we flew
bye but he never waved back.
When we pulled up to the hospital, both girls in the front ran out like it was
a relay race and they hit the doors running. I started to get out and headed
for the swinging doors when they were back already with two corpsman and a
gurney. I stepped aside to watch them load that other me on it and as they
whisked him away, I watched the other three girls compose themselves. All five
headed toward the emergency room.
I decided to follow since no one seemed to notice me and I wanted to see what
all the commotion was about.
There were nurses and corpsmen and a doctor all fussing about and a couple of
the girls were at the front desk giving information about me to the desk clerk
while the rest of them were pressing their noses against the operating room
windows. I walked down the corridor and looked at some of the people sitting on
the benches and chairs, apparently waiting their turn to be attended to, but
there was the other me at the head of the line, so I excused myself and headed
there also.
I walked straight through the doors and walked around the doctor and nurses who
were tearing off my clothes and swabbing me down. The doctor noticed the large
hole in the side of my head and was cleaning it up when the corpsman, that was
standing toward my side, asked if he could stitch up the gash on my hand. The
doctor said it would be OK since he [the doctor] didn't think I would make it
anyway.
He said something about having to put a "plate" in my head but that I
had lost a tremendous amount of blood and didn't know if I would survive much
longer. The nurse asked if she should have the base Chaplin standby, so the
doctor lifted my dog tags.
When he read "Agnostic" and Blood type "O neg," he said
" I don't think this kid would care but you can call him if you
want!"
I thought that was a bit insensitive, and I wasn't happy about a corpsman
practicing on my hand either. I thought to myself, "I should lodge a
complaint," but just as those thoughts flickered past, I started to float
up toward the ceiling.
It finally hit me that I could see myself on the table being operated on
desperately and I could now see the me that was mostly translucent floating
above it all.
I looked around as I floated higher and higher and noticed the dirt and dust on
the florescent lights in the operating room and thought, "Somebody's going
to hear about this too."
I heard the doctor say, "Tag`n`bag him. We're not going to need that plate
nurse. Corpsman, are you done on that hand?"
"Yes sir," he replied.
The doctor said, "Fine, sheet him for now son."
I knew what was going on just then to the me I knew. But I wasn't ready for
what was about to happen to the "me" I now was.
I was about to attempt to reach the girls that were now crying and hugging each
other but instead of going forward. I was being pulled backward and upward. I
had no sense of fear, none of loss. Actually, all I felt was wonderment and
curiosity and an anticipation of what was to come.
I entered what I thought looked like the Holland tunnel without the cars and
traffic and the ability to see what looked like light at its end. It was dark
but not black. The path was slightly illuminated from what I thought to be the
sunlight shining from the other end.
As I was being drawn toward the lighted end of the tunnel, I carefully looked
around, even squinting to see into the darker recesses.
I passed what I thought to be very religious men doing what they would do when
praying to their GODS. They were all dressed in their finest garbs, robes,
togas, head dresses, loin cloths and the like. Most of them were off to the
sides of the tunnel, but one of them, that I seemed to float right over, looked
oriental with a long grayish Fu Man Chu, sitting there in the middle of the
tunnel with his hands clasped and his feet crossed.
Since I had just completed two tours "in country," I figured he must
represent the last of the religions I sought to make my own. I was raised
Catholic but withdrew from that faith at an early age and delved into many
others from the Mian to Koran to Hopi as well as all North and South American
Native beliefs. It looked like they were all represented here.
When I floated past the monk just below me, I thought he could actually see me
because it appeared like he began to smile a smile of passage. All the other
religious men were mumbling sounds of prayer and were moving their arms about
as if making gestures of a blessing. I wasn't sure if they were blessing me or
the tunnel. I noticed none of them were actually standing or sitting in the
tunnel but appeared to be levitated. I wanted to stop and speak with some of
them, maybe ask a few questions like who they were and how long have they been
here, but I was being whisked away toward the light.
I saw wisps of smoke I believed to be incense. It came from all portions of the
great tunnel from one end to the other. I could see and smell, but I had yet to
have the sensation of touch since my feet were never touching the tunnels
floor. I seemed to be traveling squarely in the center as I drifted toward the
end. The closer I got to the end of the tunnel, the brighter things got, and as
I neared the end, it was like coming face to face with a huge canvas that was
just recently blazed in the brightest white of whites. An empty canvas, ready
to be painted upon and I awaited that painting.
Then in an instant, my entire life, starting from birth through the present was
flashing before my eyes like a strobe light at half speed. Frame after frame,
some parts in freeze frame, if only for a second, then on to the next. I felt
as if I was being subjected to a test to see if this was in fact the
"me" that was supposed to be here. Then it ended as fast as it had begun.
The last scene was that of a rolling mass of metal finally bursting into
flames, and I was looking at the canvas again.
While staring into the vast whiteness, I glanced down to look at my body and
use it for a reference, only to find the translucent outline I once had was no
longer there.
I thought, "How could this be? Am I now part of this empty white canvas,
but if I were, then where are my thoughts coming from to be asking these
questions?"
Instantly I recognized a brilliant glowing ball of gold headed my way. It grew
larger as it grew nearer and when it reached about the size of a beach ball,
just above and in front of me, it radiated brilliantly and transformed into an
indescribable being of pure LIGHT, now levitated right in front of me.
It was larger then the tallest person I had ever seen, wider then two of me but
so evenly proportioned as to be of Magnificent Stature. It's features were
outlined as if made with a fine ink quill. Hair, face, robe, all Golden and
flowing as would an electric charge perhaps even a nuclear charge. This was
energy personified. As its form took on a more solid shape, all that was behind
It did as well. It was as if the entire canvas of white, I had come to at the
end of the tunnel, was now alive and I was part of it. Other figures appeared
in front and behind the being and myself. Soon there was activity all about,
above and below, on every side, more beings, each of different brightness,
sizes, and hues. Structures and landscapes sprung from everywhere all in a crystalline
state, all inhabited by these lesser light beings - some winged, most not -
some fully formed, others not - yet even others appeared only as glowing Orbs
of light and color, bouncing as would bubbles in a glass of carbonated water.
I could stand it no longer, every emotion I had ever known was welling up in me
ten fold. Just when I thought to speak, to question, the being spoke to me.
It's voice was as a chorus of voices, not male not female, not loud not soft,
not deep but perfect and all encompassing.
As I looked at the two gigantic, magnificent beings dressed in brilliant capes
just off to It's side, IT said, "That is Michael and Gabriel. Michael has
chosen you as his and Gabriel shall teach you the ways."
I looked past them to another large being, so beautiful but darker in contrast,
as was the sprawling robe it wore. This being had eyes that pleased but pierced
with its gaze, and the light being said, "That is he who has been cast
out. You who I have given choice may go with any of these of your
choosing."
I thought as I had a choice, and Michael had already chosen me then I would
chose him.
He appeared so strong and mighty, as did the others, but in his eyes seemed a
fire that was drawing and captivating to me. Gabriel's eyes were softer and
gave more in an understanding manner and I thought, "Oh, how absolutely
beautiful are these beings."
I then looked to the being before me and Its eyes were full of love and warmth,
authoritative and compelling. He seemed to have approved of my choice. Then
said to me, "You will be my soldier and you will go with Michael for a
while. Gabriel will come to you at times. I will send others to you and your
fruit shall not fall far from the tree in the time of the Gathering."
Just then I saw five Orbs of light. They seemed to be playing, swirling round
and about the being and myself. They had appeared from the outlying landscape
and I noticed they were all the same size and shape but of different hues as
subtle as shades of rose petals, save one which had a bluish hue. Two of the
pinkish ones seemed exactly alike, the other two were yet deeper in shades of
red and orange. Before I could ask, IT spoke and said, "They, like all
here are of you, who are of me, but these will come to you and you will care
for them more. They will fly apart but come together at the time of the
Gathering."
I thought the being might be telling me these were my children but I was only
21 and not only had never been married but had no plans to. I didn't understand
how all this was of me and me of HE.
Then a magnificent crystal serving platter appeared and it shimmered the colors
of many rainbows. In an instant it shattered into thousands of pieces, each
piece brilliant in its own right. Ever so slowly, all the pieces began to
rejoin themselves to once again form the original serving platter. I now knew
what this Being of Light was showing me. We pieces are the platter. I was just
one of those thousands of pieces, as were all those I was seeing here and those
back in the "world."
Now my mind was still trying to ponder the Gathering. As I thought what could
this mean, the being answered, "Here you will see the signs that bring
forth the Gathering,"
With that I saw frames appear like screens on a TV set. When I looked into the
screens, the visions would gather up, pop off in an image, and enter my mind. I
felt as if I was being pushed back with its impact.
They were only glimpses but they were so realistic, as if happening right there
in front of me in the now. I could not turn away.
Then it seemed that I had become a part of each of these visions. There were
scenes of men in uniform killing other men in uniforms. I recognized some of
the insignias and some were from the USA. There were also thousands of them not
in uniforms killing even more thousands not in uniform. It was like looking at
toy figures moving on their own, mowing down other figures, different
countries, different nations, different religions, different weapons, different
decades, but always resulting in hundreds of thousands dead and dying. I wanted
out of there. I could feel the pain these people were suffering.
I asked the being, "Why was this and how long was this to go on?"
The being said, "Man will prey on man until man will pray for man."
The next vision was of floods - many of them spilling across the earth on
different continents in different seasons. I am again walking among it, feeling
the force and taking in the smell of death. Hundreds of lives and acres upon
acres of crops were lost as well as hundreds of stock and wild animals floating
away into the abyss.
Then I was watching volcanoes from around the world erupting, first one then
another. The molten lava burying whole towns and villages and the people and
animals within them. I gazed among the ruins and saw little left of what once
stood there.
The last vision I saw in the screen were of earthquakes destroying sections of
almost every continent. One was a massive one in America - most others were in
Europe and the Orient. Again, thousands are killed. Structures are crumpled.
The landscape leveled. I turned again to the being and he said, "There
will not only be more of what you have seen but there will come a time when it
will all happen at the same time and it will come at the same time of mans'
greatest sins."
I didn't have time to ask, when HE said, "They will turn from ME and claim
themselves like Gods."
With that Michael beckoned me to go with him and I am now part of the Universe.
Novas, suns, planets, all that I looked at from the earth, not so long ago, or
was it?
We traveled toward the beginning of it all, the inner portions of the universe.
Kazillions of planets around kazillions of suns. The closer to the center we
approached the more concentrated the number of galaxies. It is like the plate
you saw, the largest part. After it shattered, it was at the center. Those
parts that shattered first were sent the farthest from the center. So is
everything in the universe. All is but a circle within a circle wrapped in a
circle. Each level, each dimension is but a layer of the original which is
without end.
I watched as millions of Orbs systematically entered the many planets before
me. They appeared as bees flitting from flower to flower, pollinating each, one
after another. Michael took me closer and I could now see that so many of these
planets had life on them. The Orbs were joining with the creatures of these
planets. Not every creature was the same on every planet but they all had some
commonalities, a head, a body, extremities and the light beings would animate
them for a time.
We headed away from the center now and Michael said that Gabriel would have
more to explain to me and that he, Michael, wanted me to know that he was
pleased with the many times he had called on me to do his bidding and that I
performed my duties well. His parting words were "You will never again be
made to forget"!
I was journeying back to where I knew earth would be and watched as comets and
asteroids casually passed by me or I passed them. The colors of the gaseous
cloud formations were striking. I started looking at these infant galaxies as
one would cloud formations back on earth, imagining what shape they were taking
on. This one a boat. This a bird with wings. This a scarf floating in the
breeze. I recognized what was the constellation ORION and I knew I was getting
close to my destination.
While drifting through ORION, I noticed two blazing celestial bodies racing
parallel to its center, looking as twin arrows exiting from an archers bow and
headed straight for the "Blue Marble" of home. Immediately, a vision
of millions of people crying because of the devastation of portions of New York
City came to me. I became aware of a strange feeling I had not known
previously, and I thought that might be because this was the city I had grown
up in. I saw a huge earthquake, a magnitude of 8.6 in someplace named EUREKA. A
ham operator or radio announcer was directing thousands of people migrating
from areas of frequent disasters to places of safety. A space station appeared
to be falling from the heavens because of an internal explosion. Missiles were
being simultaneously fired into space from several nations. I thought the light
being had shown me all there was to see but these were different, stronger and
there was no pre-screening as before. Gabriel appeared beside me, I thought
because I had felt shaky, but it was to explain the now sprawling galactic view
of my galaxy.
The sun was expanding and spewing off huge ecto-plasma balls, more then it has
ever done in its past, and in the very direction the planets would orbit
through. I could not take my eyes from the earth and as I watched what effect
these eruptions would have on the earth.
A large mass passed me, larger then any of the planets known to me, and as it
passes, I see the earth wobble wildly as would a top toward the end of its
spin. The rotation stopped and slowly started again but it was tilted now and I
was drawn in closer like the zoom of a lens.
The ash clouds that had engulfed the earth thinned, and like a tack welded piece
of metal being dismantled, I could see the ocean bodies starting to rise -
first the Pacific along the "Ring of Fire", then the others,
synchronistical.
As the waters shifted upon the landmasses, the landmasses started to sink under
the waters added pressure upon it. When the pressures equaled out, to the spin
of the changing axis, the earth no longer looked as it did moments before. It
was newer, cleaner, more beautiful with darker greens and lighter blues. Some
of the new landmasses looked similar to a few of the other planets I had
recently visited with Michael.
People were upon this earth and appeared happier and more content although
seemingly living like the native populations of old.
Cities, built by the Ancient Ones, that were buried beneath the oceans, were
now being populated by the surviving people in this new world. I saw tribes
joining tribes and small nations forming, but it was what I didn't see that
made my heart burst. There were no more wars. True peace and happiness had
finally befallen on humankind.
Gabriel now tells me that this is his message that I must take back, to let
others know that there is little to fear, for the earth will go on forever as
did all the planets I had visited. I am to tell the world to look to ORION and
they will know when the new world will come upon them.
I ask him, "What of the others there on earth during the change?"
Gabriel tells me that all will be lifted. Some will be lifted higher then
others and no longer enjoy the physical realm, while some will be left on the
earth to replenish and rebuild the physical. They too will be of a higher
elevation then any that are living there now!
I was now before the light being of gold again. Those five orbs were still
darting about. I wanted to stay and explore this realm with all the other light
beings but I was told I could not.
I was brought here to go back to tell the others who would be coming after me,
that if they would spread the love they brought with them to the physical
world, they would know their Creator eagerly awaits them.
The being told me that should I ever have questions of the heart or mind, he
will answer them if I only look within myself, for that is where he will dwell.
From this time forward I need only think it to be so, and it will be so, for I
would forever know the truth.
I was told there was much work left undone and that he had set a road of rocks
before me that I must sweep away for passage. Many will be set before me that I
may help in my presence, and more I will not. But I must not set aside wrongly,
for a soul should not be lost within my heart.
I asked how I would know and before I received an answer I was being whisked
away through that darkened tunnel like a dust bunny in a vacuum, with about as
much control as a runaway freight train.
A loving voice was telling me I must go back today.
The nurse was wiping off my head.
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