posted on Jul, 18 2013 @ 07:00 PM
My first ever "experience" was in 1998, when I was 12 years old. It was the end of the school day, around 2:55 PM, and I was anxious for the bell to
ring to go home. I sat at my desk, staring at the clock with very intense focus. Watching the seconds hand go from one number to another, closing in
on 3:00 PM. The classroom was always extremely quiet due to our very strict, mean teacher so nothing else was in my attention span other than the
clock hitting 3:00 PM. After a few minutes of intense staring, someone from behind tapped me on my shoulder to hand me a homework assignment. It
startled me as I was in such a meditative state anxiously awaiting to go home. Right when he touched my shoulder, I let out a gasp, and the clock fell
off the wall! I was so shocked. I knew that I was the reason it fell off the wall.
Fast forward 10 years later. I have always tried to "communicate" with God. Always trying to prove His existence. Something to show me He is real. I
went through very tough periods from 2005-2010 with health problems and would always simply ask "Why are you doing this to me?" After years of
trying to get close, I finally said "f#ck it, f#ck you then." The same night I went to bed, as soon as I began to drift off to sleep, I heard
ear-deafening screams all around me. They were so loud and horrible. I have never felt so much pain and agony in all my life. It lasted maybe 2-3
seconds, and as I jumped out of bed, all the electricity in the house went off, then turned back on. I heard the microwave "beep" back on, and had
to fix all the clocks in the house afterward. After that, I knew He was real and never blasphemed again.
Last year, I was doing careless things to my body. I had really given up on life. I was taking benedryl all the time to sleep my life away. I took a
bit too much one day and felt a huge strain on my heart. After a few minutes of laying down, a huge jolt went through my body and straight to my
heart. Instantly my heart was beating uncontrollably. I knew I was in cardiac arrest. I've had panic attacks before. This was not one. I felt energy
radiating all throughout my body. The dog I was babysitting was looking at me with this worried look, like he knew I was in trouble. I was alone in
the house and didn't want to go to a hospital because I didn't want to get into any legal trouble. I began pacing around the house convincing myself
"mind over matter, mind over matter." Every time I would get near any electrical appliance, it would begin to malfunction. Mainly the TV screen and
computer. Every time I'd go near one, it would begin "staticing." The closer I'd be to the electronic during this episode, the more the static
would appear on the screen.
Clearly I survived. Ever since then, I've felt a huge magnetism throughout my body. Whenever I touch something, I feel a magnetic attachment to it.
A lot of strange things have happened since I got this "electricity" in my body. I bought two goldfish one day. I accidentally overfed them and woke
up the next morning with one of them floating at the top of the bowl. I care about any form of life, so I grabbed the dead fish in my hands and said a
prayer as I put it in the toilet bowl. To my surprise, as I was just about to flush it, the fish was alive, swimming around like nothing had
happened!! I was amazed.
Another thing I witnessed was when I went to Austin last year after these events. I was determined to turn my life around and do good after feeling
like I had a "second lease" on life. I began carrying packaged food in my car to hand out to the homeless people at the red light stops. I did this
for days, advancing my charity. Major synchronicity began to happen as I felt happier and happier doing good deeds. For instance, I got an e-mail
alert on my phone about Britney Spears, and exactly at the same time I check my phone, Britney Spears' Baby One More Time came on the grocery
store's radio system. I bought a Greece shirt after becoming fascinated with Ancient Greece, and the first day I wear it out, I see a Greek family
wearing Greek Pride shirts at the Starbucks I went to.
The biggest "miracle" I've experienced was when I gave a homeless man $20, and he told me "that was exactly how much I needed for a bus ticket to
go see my family. You're an angel aren't you?" As I was driving away, there were thousands of white feathers falling from the sky on my way back to
You can call me a believer.