Terry sez: > Absolutely one of the best descriptions of sudden self-actualization I > have ever read. I, too, experienced something similar at about 19 yrs > old.
Actually, Terry, I have a confession to make. I must recount the true-story of a deeply buried memory. You be the judge! ;-) --------------------------------------------------- "STEVE'S NEAR-ABDUCTION EXPERIENCE" I must have been around six years old at the time. I was living in Taipei, Taiwan, attending 2nd grade at a Roman Catholic school. I recall each day as the buss took me into the school grounds it felt like I was entering "the compound". It was a place where penguins patrolled with absolute impunity. One eerie pre-dawn morning I woke startled. Something was not right! In front of me was a misty glowing undefined column of "something" hovering about a foot or two above my bed. It was Jesus! Had to be Jesus! I also knew that I didn't want Jesus hovering above my bed in the wee hours of a pre-dawn morning, so uninvited. I remember bolting upright and taking a solid swing through the ghostly column. I remember mentally shouting "GO AWAY!" It did. Vanished in a shrug. Never to be seen again. I recall enduring several bouts of dread and guilt for days afterward, realizing I had told Jesus to go away. However, with each subsequent day, combined with the fact I had yet to be cast into an eternal pit of fire and damnation, I guess I decided it was best to simply bury the memory within a dark fissure of my subconscious. Fast forward many decades later, I recall asking a psychic-channeler, a modern day shaman, about my childhood experience. She replied, matter of fact, "You told [us] to go away. [We] did." These days, I sometimes catch myself wishing that the misty column would come back some early morning in the pre-dawn hours and visit me again. Honest! I'm all better now! I won't take a swing at you! Not this time! But then it would be just like me to wake up in yet another semi-conscious stupor and take a swing at that damn alien. No fracking way I'm goina allow myself to be probed! Regards, Steven Vincent Johnson www.OrionWorks.com www.zazzle.com/orionworks
