Here's the bottom line.
I saw something the night I prayed.
I saw a column of light in my neighbors yard by the tree. It was unlike anything I've ever seen.
I awoke in the night feeling like my body was heavy and hard to move. I heard a humming sound that i felt in my body.
I pulled the curtain on my window and saw something amazing.
It reminded me of a spotlight on a helicopter. A tubular column of light. It turned into an orb and began moving like someone holding a flashlight above the porch. The light came down around the awning and blinded me. That's when I dropped to the ground and covered my head. I figured if it was a person they would knock. I awoke on my back on my bed with my arms crossed over my chest like picrel with my legs and feet together hanging off the end of my bed.
Later that day,
Deadhorse Alaska
Roswell #2
Either those things came because I prayed, or someone ran a very elaborate cover up.
Either way. No one has bothered to interview me. I've been having ideas for inventions that I didn't have before. My mind is able to understand concepts that are completely beyond anything I was capable of before.
It's ironic. I asked God for a sign. I said
God..I'm 33, I have nothing to live for.
Christ was lost at 33. I have nothing to live for.
If Christ had unfinished work, who is to do the work?
If no one else will do it, send me.
Let me be your muse.
Guide my hands.
That night I broke apart a large chunk of biotite with embedded muscovite (and gold if my hypothesis is correct) leading up to the prayer.
A lot lead up to that point but let's just say. My heart was in the right place.
Not my problem if you don't believe me.
I'm the one with the brain.