"I Talk To Dead People"

There is another guy in the news on ABC, who claims to have had an out of body experiance and went to heaven.  There he rode accross the sky on a giant butterfly, and later met his dead sister, whom he would not see a photograph of for years, but seeing her photograph clinched for him.  He said we all need to know that heaven is a place of enveloping, unconditional Love.  "So don't worry about what you've done.  Don't you worry, about the way it's gone".  "Well, Alright!" to quote a Blind Faith song I've been hearing a lot of on I Heart Radio these days.  He said upon his awakening that there isn't the slightest bit of doubt in his mind.  That he now sees the word with a crystal clarity never seen before.  He wrote down all he could remember in twenty thousand - - Count them - - words.  Maybe he'll put out a book.  Then I'll buy it.  Meanwhile the one time I thought I was in Hell - - - I told you about it.  I was at some church bazaar or carnival with booths and such and it was noisy and there were a lot of people around, and I was wandering about.  And suddenloy the thought hit me in this dream as if a bolt from the blue, "Good God, I'm in Hell".  It wasn't my immediate surroundings- - but this inner sick feeling in my soul that I had "gone too far" and sinned away my day of Grace.  All of the people I had ever known in my life and the places I had been and seen, I would never know again.  In the previous blog I noted that dream I'd had the first weekend of 1992 when we had that rare anular eclipse of the sun that was almost obscured by clouds.  I met someone in that dream who when I met her she acted as if she knew me well.  And I had this "Deja Vu" feeling I SHOULD know her, but I'd blacked out the recent past.  It was the dream I sensed something horrible had just happened, and maybe I had caused it, but nobody was telling me.  I had the feeling it was mid to late April.  This would be Denise Brown of OJ Simpson fame.  The only difference is "People look heavier in front of a television camera".  Other than that it was a dead ringer.  But I've met other dead people.  Of course there is Jim Cooper who formerly was Elvis Presley and thus a "walk in".  As such I feel as though I am in that rare inner circle of friends shared only by such as wife Pricilla, and Red West, and Scotty Moore.   But also there is another "Dead Person" I met in the flesh - - from a Stephen King novel.  He's an obscure character that dies in the second chapter of the book or something.  I dare say I have written more about this character than Stephen King himself has.  Then we have John Lennon's experiance of meeting his Sister and writing the song "Hey, you've got to hide your love away".  Then we come to Kathy, Nicholas' mother.  No she isn't dead.  But if a certain suspicion of adultry is true, she could be my half sister related by blood to our father, initials W M.  I've had the feeling that my Mom "greased the skids" to get to meet and know her, but then four years later decided "OK that's enough" and fixed it so she'd be out of my life.  But I can't prove this.  Then we come to a character, and by no means a prominent one, in another book that is in the Fiction section of some libraries.  That is of course "Denise DeLovely".  There are no photographs of her in the book above about age four, and yet I know her face as an adult as clear as a bell because I have met her in numerous "appearences" to me in the flesh, generally in 1987 and 1988, with at least as much credibility as Jesus' Desciples did.  Personally I believe I know and understand her psyche better than her own mother does, who has lived a life almost as secretive as mine, so to speak. I just told you, and I've told you many times I have neither had a revelation of God nor of Heaven, and I was even in a virtual coma for two and a half days - - as if to prove the point.  So I don't know.  They say peoples' brains are wired differently.  I thought I heard them say this guy's brain was examined with a cat scan or something and they have "proved that such detailed images could not be possibly be manufactured by his brain at the time".  And the man who had the revelation himself stated "I know now that the human psyche or soul, is not dependant on any biological brain to sustain it".  I have generally believed this.  But like a lot of things I have believed, I can't prove it.