posted on Mar, 11 2005 @ 09:14 PM
When I was 4 years old, I got deathly ill, flatlined, almost died. During that time, I rose to the clouds and sat with a white haired bearded man,
which I assumed was God. He offered to show me anything I wanted, and me not thinking of anything, we cruised down to earth and I watched myself
being born, umbelical cord cut, etc. (I still don't think I've seen that in real life thank goodness but it seemed to be correct.) I had an
amazing understanding of what was happening, especially at that age, it was if I instantly understood everything around me.
So anyway, after a while, we went back up to the clouds, and he asked me if I wanted to go back. I told him no, because I was scared. He said it
would be ok, and it would make my mom happy if I went back. But I told him I was afraid, because I knew I would do bad things when I was older, and I
wanted to be only good. He looked a little sad, and said I would also do good things. So I agreed, and then woke up, with no idea that I had almost
I dunno, you can take it for what you want it to. I don't think I was socially advanced enough at that age for it to have been a dream, especially
in the immaculate detail that I had it (its the only graphic detail I can think of before around age 10). I got a full detailed zoom from space all
the way down to the hospital I was born in, all this before star wars came out so its not like I saw it on TV.