I should have died long ago if it weren’t for sudden, interventions out of the blue.
* Once I was shouted at by an disembodied voice in my car. I was alone in the car. The voice shouted “Watch out!”. I hit the brakes. If I hadn’t done it, I’d have crashed into a car that abruptly swerved to my lane.
* I once drowned in a whirlpool after swimming through a power plant (I did weird stuff when I was young). Blackout. I woke up half a day later, many miles away from the place I drowned with no memory of how I had gotten there or why I survived.
* I once drowned and died in a lake. Nobody came to get me. I don’t know why I survived.
* On a bridge I slipped on ice and toppled over the railing. I knew my life was over because I would fall unto the concrete far below. Suddenly everything got sped up in reverse, as if someone was re-winding the movie of my life and it was as if I had merely hit my head against the railing, not fallen over it. This was the strangest sensation- life as a mere movie that can be rewound and re-done. Is it any surprise I believe anything is possible?
There were more events, I describe them in my books.
I’ve developed positive-paranoia. I feel like in the Truman show. But not in a negative sense of evil Beings imprisoning me in a simulation. It’s paranoia, but positive – like I’m being observed and watched over by Benevolence.
I thank my invisible Benefactor for saving my life so many times.
