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I have decided to start a new catagory, and post some of the letters I get from the readers of my site/blog. These letters were not anonymous when sent to me, but they shall remain anonymous when posted in my blog. This is because some of the writers are scientists with important positions, and a lot of other scientists have yet to learn the truth about near death experiences.
Near death experiences are backed up by real, solid research, and are exactly what they seem to be, real spiritual experiences. Unfortunately, science still teaches only a material universe ignoring all the evidence to the contrary. I believe this research on near death experiences, out of body experiences, and other related research will eventually overcome this materialistic nature of science, and science will finally come to recognize the spiritual nature of mankind.
If you would like to send me a letter about your feelings on this subject, please do so by going to the contact page.
Each letter will be a separate post, numbered for convenience.
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When I was 13 years old, I was run over and suffered severe internal injuries with a severed right leg and was in a coma for 5 days.
I experienced the afterlife with the light at the end of the tunnel. Since that day I have truly believed in the afterlife and I am not afraid of dying at my present age of 48 years.
I hope this brings comfort to those people who have lost their loved ones to know death is not the end.
John
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Fort Gibson, originally built on this site in 1824.
I went to Ft. Gibson with my family this weekend for an outing. This is the site of an old fort built in 1824. I was unaware there was a National Cemetery there also.
When I was just a kid my parents and I visited this fort. My Dad donated a rifle to the museum, that was 60 years ago. My Dad called the rifle a needle gun, it was very long, longer than I was tall. For years I have wondered if that rifle was still there. So we went to have fun, and learn. I think I found the gun in a case in the museum, it is so tall it almost reaches the top of the display.
The trip was great fun, and I saw more than I thought I would. This is a great place to spend a day looking at the old fort, museum, old buildings, and the National Cemetery.
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This poem is a great confidence builder. It spurs you on in the midst of life’s battles. So I want to share it with you.
“Invictus” is a short poem by the English poet William Ernest Henley (1849–1903). It was written in 1875 and first published in 1888
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
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