I had climbed Mount Shasta in August of 1970 and I had experienced "The Burning Bush" about 1000 feet elevation above Horse Camp then at about 3:30 AM because I had gotten up at 2:30 AM to climb shasta and told my fellow climbers that I was cold because I hadn't brought a warm enough Sleeping bag because I didn't believe it would go to freezing or below when it had been over 100 in Mt. Shasta city during the previous day. However, I was wrong and now I was cold so in order to keep warm I decided to start climbing mt. Shasta from Horse Camp at around 2:30AM. I told the three guys I was leaving early and they likely would catch up with me by about dawn that day. I was 22 years old then. We climbed on a Monday early in the morning and the previous day Sunday we had all been at the "I AM" Come Pageant of the LIfe of Christ that Sunday the day before.
So, for me at least this was a spiritual quest climbing this mountain after that wonderful experience of witnessing (with Angels) the Life of Christ at the Amphitheater in Mt. Shasta which usually takes place every August in Mt. Shasta.
So, when I saw the burning Bush on the Mountain (I pretty much understand that what I saw likely was the same kind of Mountain energy thing that God showed to Moses when he gave him the Ten Commandments.
So, when I saw this "Burning Bush" I knew it was something otherworldly and I was drawn to it like a moth to a flame. In some ways this is literally true.
When I got nearer to it it telepathically said to me: "I'm not here for you."
In other words it was telling me that it didn't appear there to talk to me. So, I just contemplated how amazing this experience was.
Finally it said to me: "If you don't leave now you will be damaged by this experience."
So, I obediently walked on up the mountain with tears in my eyes from having a Mystical Experience unlike anything I had ever experienced. Climbing the mountain became less important to me so I didn't walk as fast as I had before because tears were coursing down my face from "Seeing God" on Mt. Shasta.
One by one the guys I was climbing the mountain with passed me because I was in "Another World" after this "Burning Bush" experience. However, after they all passed me I eventually summitted by myself. I met one friend who had gone to sleep at 13,000 feet because he was tired. I woke him up and told him: "It's too cold to be sleeping here you need to go down." And he did.
Then I summitted the mountain alone at around 4 pm. I was in another world from my experience the night before with the "Burning Bush" but summitting seemed to be a part of this mystical experience. So I did.
Then I slid down on greenhouse plastic I brought from this purpose from about 12,000 feet elevation in the snow because there was enough snow to do this that August. So, by sundown I had reached Horse Camp once again from sliding very fast in the snow down the mountain and using my ice axe as a brake. However, I had to remove my crampons (spikes on my boots) because leaving these on likely would have been fatal for a variety of reasons sliding down the mountain on plastic.
However, the next December one of the people I climbed Mt. Shasta with and another friend and I decided to spend part of Christmas Vacation at Horse Camp Sierra Club Emergency Climber's lodge.
However, we made some bad mistakes because we were young and foolish the way college age boys can sometimes be.
We got caught in a Night time White out blizzard and couldn't navigate where we were because we could no longer see our hands in front of our faces in this Blizzard white out.
The main reason we survived this at all is that one of us had taken a snow survival course at Sacramento State University where he went and he showed us how to build a snow cave so we might survive this experience which we did by digging it with our snow shoes.
As we entered this snow cave (which for me was like burying myself in the snow possibly never to return to this world) I saw the Golden City with it's Washington Monument looking edifice with Golden domes too attached to the top of Mt. Shasta with what looked like a solid gold wire or chain. I realized as I got into this snow cave that if I didn't survive the night this is where I was supposed to project my soul to as a heaven realm.
This was my first real experience with "The Golden City Heaven Realm".
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