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During my stay at High Wycombe I had a near death experience. After falling out of pram into a cold water stream, a type of canal type concrete bank, I somehow dog paddled to the bank, it was a freezing cold Octobers winters day, by the time Mother got me home we were both shocked and nervous. Some weeks later I got congestion on the lungs, pleurisy and pneumonia.
One Friday night in November 1942 I was pronounced dead by a Dr Thomson and Young, a Post Mortem was to be held, my mother said 'you cannot do this till Sunday it is our Sabbath', this was to have saved my Life. I was put into a morgue and on Sunday just before my Post Mortem I awoke and to the consternation of the man saying prayers.
During this stay in the morgue I remember clearly to this day, it is etched into my memory. I went out into the Universe, not a tunnel or such like, I saw stars and other lights, one light was so bright it burned into me, I had not physical eyes, I was a mind, a consciousness. I knew who ever I was, that if I went into that light I would not return.
Then out of space came a figure, just the head and shoulders, like a bust one sees on plinths, and the man had a round face with a black beard and a colored round hat with oblong colors kind of surrounding the brim, very much like an eastern Mediterranean head wear. He said ' My name is Joseph and you must go back, he intimated to me to look down' I did not know what down meant,so my awareness looked down as it were. I saw a green and white and blue ball about the size of a tennis ball, and I did not want to go to it. Eventually I did and as I went hurtling towards it I crashed as it were and was back in the cold box and banging to get out. Half and hour before my Post Mortem.
Several things of note, I was one of twin, the other did not survive birth. The Americans came to Booker an old airfield and a lot of work was done to the place to accommodate the large super fortress's airplane, billets had not been built and villagers were asked to take air crew in. We had a pilot named Joe, when he saw how emaciated and thin I was he asked if he could teach me ju jutsu, my parents put mattresses in the large garage and the children were invited to join us. Two pajama suits were sown together to make the ju jutsu gi (costume). ju jutsu was totally different today's version. We were taught za zen and many of us OBE (out of body experiences). Joe's father had been in the American Merchant Navy and stayed often in Tokyo and Kyoto and leaned Ju Justu there.
There was only radio and that came on at 18.45 and of course no books on esoteric subjects and my parents would not have allowed it anyway. I kept on about my experience and parents said it was a dream. Now for all those scientists who say it is a memory in the brain to help one cope with death then where did my memories come from?
When NASA started the early docking series in space and I saw partial pictures of the Earth I realized this is what I had seen.
Doctors Thomson and Young recommend I ate hight fat foods, bacon, pork , ham and beef of course all food was organic and we managed to get raw milk and scraps from the local farms although there was rationing , she said ' we are Jewish we cannot eat this it is not kosher' The doctors said until I get healthier I should do so. my parents got dispensation from the Reverend Freed (no relative). It is interesting we are now being told that low carb and limited fat was good, margarine and not butter and now its coming back to low carb, moderate protein and high healthy fats. What goes around comes around.
Incidental my Hebrew name is Yosef Ben Moisha Mordehcai Joseph the son of Maurice Mordecai. So who was Joseph in the NDE.
I was telepathic until the age of nine and often said 'why is that adults think one thing and say another' I also see auras and used to do readings, I still see auras----no big deal.
SHACK
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