posted on Oct, 25 2011 @ 09:28 AM
Here is a little something about me:
My story is as follows:
I was brought up through the Church as a Protestant. I was always intrigued by the Bible stories. However, unknown to my mom, I had visions of being
in some military and eventually I killed myself with a pistol shot in the mouth. I would get a bright blast of red and pain and then I would wake up.
Over the years, I would have that vision less and less and now I don't have it at all.
So I found out later that I could have had a glimpse of my last life. Naturally, I assumed someone has to be wrong whether it's the Church or the
reincarnation beliefs in people. I read all kinds of books that would support some of the stories in the Bible and some that supported reincarnation.
Also, by my teens I would have dreams that would later happen in real life, like a de ja vu type of experience. I would even try to change the words
that I know I would say but no luck. I had to say and do what I saw earlier. I still have this happen occasionally. I was still stumped about is GOD
real and such.
Later once I got into the military one night I saw a demon. Let me explain. I would get up early, around 4am, and study for any tests that I would
take that day. My routine would be to get up, put on my clothes, study, and lay in bed for a few minutes until my roommates would get up. I had 3
roommates. The room was sectioned off like a pie with a bathroom in the middle. While I was laying there, I felt someone was in the room. So I kept my
breathing the same and started to scan the room with my eyes. I looked over my shoulder and there was the skull of some demon looking at me. It was a
bony skull with white hair and red blazing eyes. It kind of laughed at me while some un-felt wind blew it's hair around.
I was instantly terrified and frozen. I tried to scream for my roommates and barely a whimper would come out. Then, all of a sudden a voice in my head
said to say the Lord's prayer. So I prayed and slowly the demon's head began to dissolve away to nothingness. After it was gone, I gained control of
my body again and woke my roommates up and told them what happened. They didn't believe me of course. But when I mentioned what happened to me to my
girl friend at the time, (she was a soldier also staying in another section of the building) she said that at around the same time some unknown force
held her to the bed which freaked her out. Later, we found out that someone had committed suicide in my room.
So now I am in my early 20s and had that experience and wanted to know more about the occult.
In my 20s I started messing with the Ouija board big time. I was kind of obsessed with it. It started when my friends and I in the military decided to
play it at work. The spirit in the board was telling things about a loved one that died from someone that was not playing. The others had no clue what
was going on until I saw the girl in the corner of my eye crying. I said why are you crying. She said that her sister Victoria is the one the board is
talking about. That freaked us all out. Later I played with others asking what was happening on the other side.
I came to the conclusion that the spirits I talked to were in hell. They were bound to only say say much about it. Supposedly at the time one of the
spirits I talked with a lot said I was cursed by the devil because I asked to many questions. Around this time I started to see a demonic tall dark
figure that exuded evil at the foot of my bed at night. It was like I was near a sleep state then I would feel the evil and arouse and I would see him
at my foot of the bed. I would say the Lord's prayer and then it would disappear.
I saw him around 5-7 times and realized that the board had to go and I got rid of that. In my 20s and 30s, I would get premonitions and I would see
them come true and sometimes I would try to change what I would do or say but to no avail.
I could go on and on about how I was almost shot, but I disarmed the gunman standing 10-12 feet away and I moved at an incredible speed to do it. GOD
has worked overtime to keep me alive.
Now in my forties, 46, I have a son, 8 months old. When my wife was 4 months pregnant, GOD or Jesus whispered to me that I will have a son and that I
need to protect him. At this point I did not give my life to him. But He never gave up on me. He directed me to 911 sites which gave me the insight to
not trust the government. Then to these sights.
After my son is born, I had a vision of something hitting the planet and I saw a big white mushroom cloud. Later when I was confused and bewildered I
asked Him about where do I go to protect my son if this happens, then he showed me a place near my house.
When I felt Him that night, it was so wonderful HIS presence. It was so wonderful that even my son felt HIM and made a long sigh. That was the time
when I gave myself over to HIS will. I always searched for proof and He gave it to me by being there with me. He also showed my many meteors hitting
the earth also. So like many people say just talk to Him and He will answer you.