Soul Travel?

If you have been brainwashed into believing you and your body are the same thing then you are therefore trapped in your body like a prison (at least in your mind). If, however, you understand that the soul and body though they work together are not going to be permanently together and that the soul and the body are sort of like a married couple that work together you are sort of ahead of the game.

For a long time now I have believed that didactic materialism is a way to enslave mankind and to make people basically biological robots that slave in factories until they die and that's all.

So, believing you have a soul that is married to your body but that can also travel is a very amazing thing, especially if you have experienced in your life things similar to what I have.

The first indication that you might be capable of being a soul traveler is when you fly in your dreams or you have angel wings on that you flap as you fly through your dreams. This is one indication that you are the type of person that can eventually soul travel if you wish to.

As a child (after meeting Arcangel Michael and his band of protecting angels when I was 2 years old I wanted to be like them so by age 5 I started praying to be able to consciously soul  travel like they do all the time.

During my teenage years the flying dreams of all kinds increased exponentially until one day I had a dream of flying through the sky dressed like a Greek God flying head first along and something wasn't right on earth below so I shot out lightning bolts from my hand like this was a normal thing to do sort of like I was Thor or something only I was dressed like the ancient Greeks all in blue. But the blue was the same color as Archangel Michael wore in that his armor was blue with jewels of blue at his heart and wrists and elbows on his armor that he wore from feet to wrists but with hands bare and head bare with long hair without a beard. I remember his hair being blonde and having blue eyes when I was 2 also. The other archangels had different colored armor each with different colored hair and eyes also when they appeared to me to save my life from whooping cough then. But, I was 2 years old then so their faces became less visible to me as I grew up but I could often see their their forms and I always could see the blue outline of Archangel Michael as I was growing up. And often they would communicated with me by colored flashes of light especially blue if Archangel Michael was trying to warn me of some impending danger and that I should be on my guard in life.

The most extreme version of this that I can remember right now was when I was 29 years old and working as a Landscaping Contractor in La Jolla. We were bouldering which meant my partner and I were placing huge boulders from a quarry into a home front area of a home on the cliffs there in La Jolla. So, Archangel Michael was sitting on one of the huge boulders we harvested from the quarry in my friend's dump truck on the freeway back to La Jolla as I drove behind the dump truck in my 1976 Blue Toyota SR5 longbed at that time that I owned. I also had a 6 pack cab over camper so I could work at jobs far away from my home in the San Diego Area then too when I wanted to put it on the truck for that purpose. So, the camper had side jacks for doing this.

I asked Archangel Michael what he was doing there sitting on a boulder in the back of my friend's dump truck? He didn't say, but I realized something wasn't right with that boulder. So, as we started to place it I noted that the men were scared of this boulder like something was wrong. My friend had welded a hydraulic arm to lift it and place it out of his dump truck on the side of the dump truck but I could see the men afraid like something was wrong about all this. So, no one would go under the boulder to pull out the last supports when we placed it. I could move very very fast then in short spurts because I have always had excellent reflexes. So, I thought about it and psyched up to pull the support out which was the last one. As I did this very very quickly as I was rising up the hydraulic hoist broke and fell off the dump truck in pieces. Luckily no one was injured when it failed either. And since it barely missed me I told my friend that that was the last boulder I would ever place. Archangel Michael had let me know I needed to stay alive long into the future for God's purposes.

So, I lived another day from then (around 1978) to the present.

At the time I didn't want the men who were scared to die and since I was one of the contractors it should be me to take the risk. So, I saved not only the other men's lives there that day I saved my own.

Several years before this incident around 1970 I was in college in San Diego County and went out to near Yucca Valley past Palm Springs area up to Yucca Mesa above Yucca Valley where my father's best friend had built a cabin on two 1/2 acres of land that he sometimes flew out in his 1949 Stinson  to and landed at Yucca Valley Airport from his business in San Gabriel in the Los Angeles area and then hired a taxi to take him up to his property. It was his weekend getaway to get away from all the smog and business then in Los Angeles.

So, I went there and I was alone there because I had been invited like my father to go and stay there anytime I wanted to. So, since I had a cold or flu I thought the desert air would "Dry me out" and end my illness quicker. So I could return on Sunday to Rancho Bernardo where I lived then and return to college well and refreshed from a getaway alone to the desert.

However, something different happened. Instead when I arrived (I believe this was a Saturday night) I went to bed early and thought I woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom to relieve myself. However, when I got to the bathroom my arm went through the wall instead of turning on the light switch. When I look back now I something think "Why was I able to walk along the floor but my arm went through the wall when I wanted to turn on the light?" I don't have a satisfactory explanation for this question except walking around is what we do all our lives so maybe this is a part of it?

So, for a moment when my arm went through the wall I panicked. I can still remember how horrified I was to be out of my body. I thought I had either died or was going to die. So, finding my body became paramount for me. So, I walked into where my body was sleeping and saw it sleeping there and then I had read somewhere that you lay back down into your body so your soul and body merge once again.

But, once I had done this my body was shaking in the shock I felt in having this experience all alone from anyone I knew for over 100 miles at least. It was between 2:30 and 4:00 am Sunday morning and so I didn't want to be alone so I drove the 100 miles or so back to Rancho Bernardo right then.

I asked God for a better experience than this because this one had almost killed me I felt at the time.

I said, "Please God give me a good experience because this one literally scared the living hell out of me!"

God Granted my prayer. A month or so later I woke up and sat up out of my body and another part of me also dressed in my pajamas like the other two of me walked into my room and laid down into me and we laid down into my body. However, this angelic part of me that laid down into me (wearing the same pajamas as the other two of me) somehow I understood it all now. This was my soul (the part I was sitting up out of my body) and (the part walking into my room wearing pajamas with an angelic look on it's face.

I said, "Thank You God!" because God had just showed me I had an immortal soul that was married to my body as long as it would be alive and yet I knew that day my soul was immortal. I'm witnessing this to you too. You have an immortal soul too whether you understand that yet or not.

When I was watching previews for the movie "Doctor Strange" they seem to go into some of this sort of thing too.

Only a lot of it isn't made up. I'm sharing what is real.

So, more than ever I realized after this that didactic materialism is Only a way to enslave people and nothing else by governments worldwide.

I would call this an extreme paradigm shift in my life.

There is a saying: "I'll believe it when I see it!"

Well I saw it for myself. It is a lot like traveling to another country and learning what you thought was real wasn't and something else entirely is real there. This happens to people all the time as they travel the world. It is called "Culture Shock". Well, God just showed me "Heaven and soul" Culture Shock but it was wonderful in the long run because no one can lie to me anymore. Because I already know first hand what is actually real.