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The Morning Star Rising on the First Day

The Morning Star Rising on the First Day

 THE ESP EXPERIENCES

After I entered elementary school, I started to encounter things that could not be explained by the laws of physics. Some call these strange experiences ESP or extrasensory perception. I would dream things that would come true and know things that were to happen before they occurred. I have been publishing a series of my experiences here in an effort to communicate how God repeatably warned me of danger through the years of my life. In today’s story, I travel through space and time to gain prior knowledge to a horrible event that about to happen. This event changed world history and is still a topic that is still examined, researched and analyzed to this day. I happened shortly after I graduated from high school.

A DAY OF TRAGEDY

I was still living at home with my mom and dad at the time and was delivering pizzas at night for income. I did not have a car, so I walked to work every day arriving at about four o’clock in the afternoon and then returned back home again around midnight on weeknights and two in the morning on the weekends. One November night while I was walking home alone, I felt a big emptiness inside. It is difficult for me to explain, but I had a guilty feeling down in my gut. I had experienced these feelings before when I did something very wrong to someone but that was not the case here. This was a much larger emptiness than I had ever felt before, it was as if an enormous injustice had been done.

When I arrived home from work that night I was exhausted so I went straight upstairs to my room and went to bed. It was then that a phenomenal experience began to happen to me. As I was dozing off to sleep, I would awake with a start as I sensed that my legs were floating off the bed and into the air. As I was quite concerned about this feeling I sat straight up in bed and touched my hands to my legs to ensure that, yes, they were still there. Rationalizing that this must have been part of a dream I decided to simply ignore the floating sensation and go back to sleep. So, I bedded down a second time, intent on getting some desperately needed sleep and dozed off again, only to wake with a start a second time sensing that my entire body had been lifted two feet above my bed and was floating there. Once again I sat straight up immediately only to find myself in bed as normal once again. I thought to myself, this is crazy, I am extremely tired, most likely coming down with a cold, the flu or something like that. I once again determined to ignore these weird sensations because I needed the sleep. So, when the sensation of floating up off my bed reoccurred I simply ignored it, hoping that it would go away.

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Floating up from my bed.

The sensations did not go away however and my body not only floated up off my bed, but it passed effortlessly through the ceiling and roof of my house as well. From there my ascent continued rapidly up into the sky and I passed through a cloud layer. Eventually, I stopped traveling straight up and started moving in a direction parallel to the earth. I continued on this course for quite some time and as I traveled through the night sky, I could feel the air getting warmer. This meant to me that I must have been traveling south. Then I started descending, and I saw a city full of lights ahead of me. I continued a gradual descent until I arrived at the side of a tall brick building without any visible windows. In addition, I saw streetlights arrayed in a straight line in front of the building and parallel to the curb. Each streetlight was made of metal and they curled over at the top like the hook at the top of a candy cane.

Then, I noticed a woman standing beneath one of the street lights who had her head was down, and who was sobbing uncontrollably. As I hovered above her I watched her and felt great compassion for her grief.

Woman standing under the street lights.

I started to wonder what had gone so wrong that caused her sadness and I wondered if I might be able to help her in some way. Could she hear me if I spoke I wondered? Then I wondered if I could even speak. I deduced that I had nothing to lose and tried to speak but no sound came out. It was as if there was not enough air to speak. For a moment I contemplated abandoning my effort to speak but committed instead to try to use a louder voice. This time it worked as I said to her, “What is wrong lady?” and then watched for a response. She did not respond but kept sobbing as if she did not hear me. Then, I thought perhaps she will indeed, not be able to hear me. Not giving up I spoke once again increasing the volume, “Why are you crying1?”

To my surprise she answered without looking up, “Why, don’t you know? Don’t you know that today they killed the President?”

At that instant, I don’t know how, but I was instantly transported back to my bed. I was sitting straight up once again but this time I was thoroughly soaked in sweat. My heart was pounding so hard that I thought it might explode and I was breathing like I had just run a four-minute mile. I looked around my room only to find that I was still alone in the dark. I sat there for several minutes waiting for my body to cycle back down to normal. I did not know what to think about what had just happened. The thought of the President being killed seemed a very improbable thing to me. I admired President Kennedy, and I believed that he was doing good things for our country, so I guess that his death was not something that I wanted to accept. Once again, I rationalized that although this out of-body experience seemed very realistic it, nevertheless, must have been a bad dream, so I once again went back to sleep.

When I got up the next morning, I still felt out of sorts even though I had slept in because of the hard night. I found myself at home alone as dad was more than likely working, and mom was probably out shopping. I went to the kitchen for some breakfast prior to starting my walk to work. I somehow felt displaced, like I was somewhere that I was not supposed to be. As I walked to work things just did not seem normal. For one thing, it was an overcast and gloomy day and the typically busy street that I walked along had almost no traffic for some reason. Where were all of the cars and people I wondered? It was an unusually quite walk that morning as there were no birds chirping, no horns blowing, things were eerily quite. I wondered if everything had died. Then I had that empty, hollow feeling inside of me again.

When I arrived at the pizza restaurant where I worked I entered through the back door that led to the kitchen. The owner was there watching the television as I entered. He seemed extremely angry and he shouted at me, “Do you know what those crazy people did today?” I thought to myself, “oh no!” For it dawned on me that I certainly did know and being horror stricken, I shouted back, “They killed the President.” His mood turned quizzical and he asked me how I could know this because it had just been announced on television. I just shook my head and did not answer him. I was thinking that I could never explain what had happened to me the prior night.

I do not know why or how this happened to me. Was there something that I could have done to change things? I don’t think so. Perhaps just telling the story is sufficient. Or, perhaps there is more to this than meets the eye. After all, the woman under the street light said, “They killed the president.” Perhaps the experience I had indicated that a coup took place and that an evil organization was now subverting the will of the people to self rule.

I still wonder what was the value for me to know of the assassination in advance. Perhaps it was another warning of impending danger. There are many people who believe that this event was a major turning point in our country, one in which was necessary to change the nature of our democracy and the direction of our country.

Interestingly, I recent viewed a video entitled “Dark Legacy,” which was about President Kennedy, his policies and actions as President as well as the circumstances of his death. In this movie they demonstrate that time and again Mr. Kennedy took actions for peace. As a part of this demonstration they included a clip of a speech that John F. Kennedy gave to the United Nations in 1961. In it he stated that he would seek a treaty with Russia to ban on long range missiles but ultimately his intention was total disarmament of both Russia and the US as well as the elimination of all weapons and all armies from the world. I recommend that you view this film for yourself. You can find it on netflix.com. If you do not have a subscription you can get a free thirty day trial with no obligation.

The point of this is that a diametrically opposite view of world politics was established from the moment of his death. This is clearly demonstrated in the immediate reversal of Kennedy’s initiative to bring home all of our Viet Nam military personnel by 1965 (see http://www.jfklancer.com/NSAM263.html for a copy of the executive order). Orders for a massive troop build up in Viet Nam were initiated within two days of the presidents assassination. It would appear that the military industrial complex had won.

Kennedy had been successful over in the Cuban missile crises but it appears that the military industrial complex may have eliminated the major obstacle to their war agenda. To get an idea of how badly the Joint Chiefs of Staff wanted war, watch the movie Thirteen Days, which documents the course of events surrounding the Cuban missile crises.

We now know that if Kennedy had given in and approved the militarys recommend course of action that our invasionary force, that would have been required to secure the nuclear warheads, would have fallen victim to tactical nuclear weapons on the beach. So in seeking a peaceful solution, President Kennedy may have adverted a massive defeat of the invasion force and possibly a nuclear exchange with the Russians that would have been a result of the escalation of this incident.

So yes, I would say that we lost a lot with the loss of President Kennedy that day in November 1963.  As for me I still view this experience as a warning of danger from God, even to this current day.

Pray for peace!

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The Day Everything Changed

The Morning Star Rising on the First Day

Something really extraordinary happened to me just after I graduated from high school. At the time, I was still living at home and was delivering pizzas at night for a living. I did not have a car, so I walked to work every afternoon and then walked back in the early morning hours. While walking home one November night I felt a immense emptiness inside. It is difficult to explain, but it was a guilty feeling down in my gut. I had experienced these feelings before but only when I did something dreadfully wrong to someone. That was not the case here. It felt like I had a large emptiness inside of me, one larger than I had ever felt before. I had a sense that an enormous injustice had been done.

I arrived home exhausted that night and went straight upstairs to bed. It all started as I was dozing off to sleep when, I awoke with an impression that my legs were floating off the bed. I was startled by this awareness and so I sat up in bed and then touched my legs to ensure that, yes, they were still there. I rationalized that I must have been dreaming and decided to ignore it and go back to sleep. So I bedded down a second time, very intent on getting some desperately needed sleep.

I dozed off again, only to be woken by the consciousness that my entire body was floating above my bed. I sat up immediately only to find myself in bed as I should have been. I thought this is crazy; there must be some rational explanation to all of this. Let’s see, I’m extremely tired, and probably coming down with a cold or flu. So once again, I decided to ignore these weird sensations and get some badly needed sleep.

I made a third attempt, but this time when the floating sensation started up, I just ignored it, hoping that it would go away. But, it did not go away. My body floated up off my bed and then passed through the roof of the house as well. My ascent continued rapidly into the sky and passed through a cloud layer. Eventually, I stopped traveling straight up and started moving in a direction parallel to the earth. I continued on this course for quite some time. As I traveled through the night sky, I felt the air getting warmer. This meant to me that I must have been traveling south.

Then I started descending, and I saw a city full of lights ahead of me. I continued my gradual descent until I arrived at the side of a tall brick building. It had no windows that I could see from my perspective. In addition, I saw streetlights arrayed in a straight line in front of the building and parallel to the curb. Each streetlight was made of metal and curled over at the top. They were similar in shape to a candy cane.

Next, I saw a woman standing beneath one of the street lights. Her head was down, and she was sobbing uncontrollably. As I hovered above her I watched her and I felt a great compassion for this grieving person. I started to wonder what why she was crying and if I might be able to help her in some way. I also wondered if she would hear me if I spoke. Then for some reason, I wondered if I had the ability to speak. I finally decided that I had nothing to lose and gave it a try but nothing came out. It was as if there was not enough air. I contemplated abandoning my effort to speak but decided instead to try in a louder voice. I said to her, “What is wrong lady?” and watched. She did not respond but kept sobbing as though she did not hear me. Then, I thought perhaps I was right; she will not be able to hear me. I tried again anyway, this time speaking in an even louder voice, “Why are you crying?”

To my surprise she answered without looking up, “Why, don’t you know? Don’t you know that today they killed the president?” At that instant, I was transported back to my bed. I was sitting straight up and was thoroughly soaked in sweat. My heart was pounding so hard that I thought it might explode. I was breathing like I had just run a four-minute mile. I looked around my room only to find that I was alone in the dark. I sat there for several minutes waiting for my body to wind back down to normal.

I did not know what to think about this encounter. The thought of the president being killed seemed to me a very improbable thing. I admired President Kennedy, and I believed that he was doing good things for our country. So, I guess that this was something that I did not want to accept. Once again, I rationalized that although this out of body experience seemed very realistic it, nevertheless, must have been a bad dream and so, I went back to sleep.

When I got up the next morning, I still felt weird. I found myself at home alone. Dad was more than likely working, and mom was probably out shopping. I went to the kitchen for some food and eventually, I started my walk to work. But I felt displaced, like I was somewhere I was not supposed to be. Things just did not seem normal. For one thing, it was an overcast and gloomy day. In addition, the typically busy street I walked along had very little traffic. Where were all of the cars and people? Additionally, there were no sounds along the way; no birds chirping, no horns sounding, no wind blowing. There was nothing. I wondered if everything had died. Then I experienced that empty, hollow feeling inside of me again.

When I arrived at the pizza place I entered through the back door that led to the kitchen. The owner was there watching television as I entered the room. He seemed extremely angry as he shouted at me, “Do you know what those crazy people did today?” I thought to myself, oh no! It dawned on me that I certainly did know. Being horror stricken, I muttered, “They killed the president.” His mood turned quizzical and He asked me how I could have known this as it had just been announced on television. I just shook my head and did not answer him. I was sure that I could not adequately explain how I knew.

I do not know why or how this happened to me. Was there something that I could have done to change things? I don’t think so. Perhaps just telling the story is sufficient. Or, perhaps there is more to this than meets the eye. After all, the woman under the street light said, “They killed the president.”

To this day I believe that the American people have been deceived by our government about many things that went on during this time.

This incident was different that the others I communicated in this blog in that the others seemed to be a warning to me of impending danger and in this case the danger would seem to be better directed toward JFK. But perhaps there was a message there for all of us. Perhaps this experience is another warning of an attack of the forces of evil in our government. Perhaps the assignation of JFK was just the first of many actions to take control of our government.

One thing is for sure is dramatic changes to our national direction transpired in a very short time after JFK was gone. The Viet Nam war was initiated based on a false report of our ships being attacked by the North Vietnamese in the Gulf of Tonkin. Our country was thrust into war almost immediately and Fifty Six thousand of my generation died.

JFK’s orders to break up the CIA were revoked and since that time the CIA has grown in strength, assassinating government leaders and causing trouble almost everywhere. Arming people and providing them training in warfare, they have successfully created enemies of the United States on several occasions. Ever hear of the Viet Cong or Al Qeada? Yep, the CIA created both organizations. The CIA is an organization that has to create tensions; otherwise they go out of business.

The Federal Reserve banks won back the ability to pint money out of thin air and loan it to our government. This was different from the Kennedy policy, which was to print money as treasury notes back by silver, rather than by the Federal Reserve, backed by debit.

So the big winners were the military industrial complex, the CIA and the big banks, just to name a few. I now believe that this evil has spread through out our government and across the world. I recommendation is this, take action America. Save your democracy and freedoms while you still can.

In the meantime, if you would like to catch up on the prior postings of this series please use the following links:

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