I was 2. Whooping Cough. The Archangels came to me to save my life. This moment allowed me to survive my life. Because the Archangels came I realized I wanted to still be alive. So, my first question then was: "How can I be with the Archangels?" This led to learning eventually to soul travel with the Archangels by age 20 or 21 years of age.
Next, because I almost died of whooping cough I asked: "Why are so many people dying at such a young age?" This question helped me survive to adulthood. So, having whooping cough which almost killed me made me start asking the questions that actually have kept me alive now to age 77.
As a 2 to 12 year old I found most children silly. I wasn't silly because I had almost died and I knew this quite well always. Then when I was age 10 I had a newspaper route and I had to give it up because I was starting to have night time seizures from a concussion. However, the boy I was to give my route to to teach him who my customers were was 11 years old and his name was Mike. However, he lived on the other side of town than I did, too far away to be friends then.
However, then my parents moved to another location so I wouldn't have to go to a junior High School with a Gang called then "The Khaki Boys" who wore white t-shirts and wore always khaki pants and black boots with a switchblade knife in them hidden to cut people who pissed them off.
So, I went to a more upper class junior high school. Well, Mike was there and he recognized me from the newspaper route and we became friends then because we attended the same Junior High school at this point. We also attended College together and he liked buying and working on cars. So, in 1964 I turned 16 years old and this was when the Beatles came to the U.S. and we were working on the transmission of his 1953 Mercury car at that time.
Mike had survived Polio and wore leg braces until he was 6 years old and his father had rejected him because he had polio so his mother left his father and moved from Ohio to California to get away from his father because of this.
However, what Mike and I had in common was that we both had survived something really awful in our lives and it made us both much more serious than most other children who seemed silly to us in comparison to ourselves.
My main question was: "Why are all these children and adults dying so young?"
As I began to unravel this problem I began to solve my personal problem of Survival here on earth.
The answer to all these people dying was simple. They were abused to death or they worked themselves to death most before they were 30 years old or they had illnesses that couldn't be treated yet in the 1950s or they belonged to a religion that didn't believe in Doctors. My parents were sort of in a religion like this so I watched many people under 30 and over 30 die.
Watching people I loved and knew die so much changed me a lot. I thought to myself: "Why are all these people dying when they could just go to a doctor and maybe be okay?"
So, asking questions like this allowed me so far to live to 77 years of age.
Without asking all these questions I would have been dead by 5 years of age.
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