M all right, take quiet, I'll hang up. We gotta be quiet, all right, all right, everybody be quiet. Chili outs Sarah put their little fuzzy hoodies on. Oh my god, it's too sick to too much. So I've built that tree for it for him. The other day and we slapped up our ramp. These animals are freaking characters, will tell you what. They scream their gods out if you don't if you leave without
them, they don't let him run around. We kind of had to uh make this pen for him because the neighbors, I mean, all our neighbors are great. I don't even know if they watch this or not, but they're great. But uh, unfortunately had somebody of our neighbors of kick bringing their kids or young children down at the end of her Driveay, just hang at the end of her driveway until finally our animals go up to the driveway and we're not around or whatever. When they leave, these guys will leave
with them, and it's gonna finally. Sarah finally kind of snap the other day because she's inside doing whatever and she looks out the window. She's gotta go hap him out and we'll get the goats and bring them home again. But it was happening every day, so I end up making this secure pen for them. What are you doing? Put you on my jacket and here they are, and they're not too happy that they're not free roaming anymore.
They were running around the yard, no problem, not going anywhere. But any dog gets a hold of them or ring his neck in a second, and then I'd have to live without an aftermath at home. Right now, what do we get? Shout? I charge my battery up. Oh well, we're gonna keep going from the new stack down right now. Just guys, my notes are a little organized, and I find I'm reading a handful for the second time backs and I don't know why. And I gotta go
in there. And Stephen doing a good job, and you appreciate it. Working hard, stay alive and compile as much information as I can to help with your puzzle before I die. Yes, the government lies and all the other ship you're talking about seeing something you said today and an email shared that impacted me a question civilians always forget to ask, what faced with several topics,
including sabbe and skin walkers and top level of security clearance. Even presidents and big mighty power seeking bastards cannot now'ere see what government hides is related to control, power, money, same shit all the time. What I am F and World Economical and World Economic Forum hide and why is the same shit now? To help your puzzle beyond the topic at hand, but completely connected,
ask yourself this, what are the sabbe hiding and why? Take all the subjects where people have been silenced through fear, prison and death since fifteenth of May two thousand and nine by government and powerful entities. Why do people, creatures and entities who have abilities and strengths way beyond what most of our weapons can handle, why do they hide at all? This goes beyond sabby, skin walker's, paranormal, hyperdimensions, UFO and other topics. People mock
and scoff at they have more to hide than our criminal politicians. You have been protected, Steve. You are still protected from skin walkers, paranormal and similar. However, we are not protected from government and wicked people striding arrogantly and using whatever power they can to end freedom. I know you're busy, just wanted an update you. I'm still alive. Several of my people are dead and now my wife is dying. We were forced to leave our home.
Be careful, brother and say hi to David. P for me for us next time, y'all talk. All right, you're gonna eat. Let me again with more emails previous to this. All right, exactly certainly this came from but sounds interesting to me. Somebody knows some things, you guys. The other one new one coming right up here? Little ding dons, Why are you doing that? You've never chewed them my clothing before? Something
off. In Willamette National Forest, Washington, my husband and I went on a camping trip in July twenty one, twenty one, and the Willmett Forest. There's been a long way to trip because I've been asking to go camping here for a little while over a year since I've driven through it many times on my trips to see my family Nevata. However, this trip will turn out to be the first and last time we ever go camping here. I'm very glad we didn't have our children or dog with us during this trip.
We didn't have a set camping spot, but I had called the ranger station ahead to ask where the dispersal camping locations were. I took a note of the special spot, but I thought it would be ideal as it was directly across the highway from sell Creek Falls, which was our main attraction for going. The spot wound up being the only option for us, says, most
spots were already taken. My husband was hesitant about the area as we started up the road, being worried that it wasn't a spot we could camp at, but I had gone specific directions from the ranger and felt confident that this was the spot. The road forked and on one side was what looked like an old, abandoned logging site, and the other was a road that seemed
to go deep into a very thickly forested and hardly traveled dirt road. We took that dirt road up aways and discovered what looked like a very old and overgrown road down by a camping spot. I thought it was perfect. We noticed fairly quickly if the place felt off. It took me a while to figure out why there were no animal sounds, not a single animal to be seen or heard. We also felt like we were being watched. We quickly
decided either of us would be going anywhere without the other. The first night we put a bag of our trash, steak package and other food scraps tied to a tree a safe distance away from our site case and attracted anything. We didn't get a wake asleep that night, we heard a couple of things walking around the site tapping, and I swear something came right next to the
vehicle at one point we were sleeping in the vehicle. Anytime I felt it was getting too close, I'd blast my high beams and sound the truck alarm. I was not messing around anytime. Either of us had to go to the bathroom, and we turned on the truck brights to stick together. The next morning, once we felt comfortable enough, we decided to get out and make breakfast. There were no tracks anywhere, only our own, and nothing
touched our trash bag. At this point, I was severely spooked. I couldn't wrap my head around everything that happened that night, but leaving no tracks, and if it was an animal, why wouldn't it go for the trash trash was not up a tree, simply next to it. My husband tried convincing me to leave early so we didn't have another night of that, but I was hardly get time to ourselves and we had been planning this for too
long. We agreed to try one more night. The second day, we left the camp site and explored the other areas to see if we could at least change camp sites, but there was nothing. We at least got away from it for a while to have fun for the day. Towards the end of the day, we got back and decided not be out once it was dark. I should also note that there are still no animals to be seen or heard here. We heard them in other areas, but not at that
site. That night wound up being a ramped up version of the night before, but weirder. We decided to put on a movie on our computer to help distract us hopefully ill asleep. Problem one was our external hard drive had mysteriously disappeared. I knew we brought it, but it was now gone. I went through everything in the truck more than once and was growing more and more frustrated longer I couldn't find it. My husband also attempted to find it,
to no avail. I finally gave up and we played some card games instead. While later I went to put everything away bed and the damn thing suddenly appeared in front of me like it had been there all along. I'm thoroughly convinced something or someone was messing with me. No, it wasn't my husband. He liked sleeping with me. My husband and I both kind of laughed it off. I decided to watch a movie for bed. He quickly
fallen asleep, but I had no such luck. Thoughts of the night before, the hard drive and the lack of animal activity had me spooped too. Spooped the sounds of walking and tapping noise. It seemed to be even closer to the vehicle this night. I didn't want to go outside at all, but one point could not wait any longer. I woke my husband, who started awake. I smell smoked for a second there. Sorry. I woke my husband and startled awake and said he'd had a nightmare. The sun was
trying to take us. We went side anyway, though, and quickly took care of business, the entire time feeling an edge, like we were being watched. Once we're back inside the vehicle, I decided to see if I could see anything when the noises would start. I never could see anything making the noises. At one point I looked up towards the past year window and saw a handprint on the window. I couldn't wipe it off from the inside of the vehicle either. I was severely spooked. They didn't sleep the rest
of the night. When it was the morning, I could hardly bring myself to step outside. I was so shaken. My husband and I agreed to quickly pack up, making sure I'll leave any trash and leave. As we were leaving, I noticed a log slightly up a hill that was completely white, not birch and no. Some fungus can cause this, but it didn't look natural. It looked painted. I'm sure if it if this is nothing
or not, but it seemed odd to me. We were in such a hurry to leave that place we didn't even bother make a coffee, never go going back there again. I'm not sure what was out there watching us and terrifying us, but we felt we were not welcome. A separate occurrence in November was by myself edit home from one of my trips in Nevada with the truck bed full of boxes of items. As I was getting through the mount
hood passed, I needed to stop and relieve myself. I knew I would need to stop for gas very soon, as it was blinking unempty, and I remember there was a gas station a few more miles up. My phone was also at five percent and had no service. I could wait any longer and pulled over next to what looked like a fence in construction area. I simply hopped over the pass through door over to the pass through door, as it was dark and I didn't want to risk getting out so close to the
highway. There's a bit embarrassing and probably everyone's nightmare. As I was relieving myself, I suddenly noticed a large shadow moving towards me and could distinctly hear the gravel crunching from walking getting louder. As it was getting closer, my heart leapt into my rote and I have never pulled my hands up so fast. I launched myself up out of the truck and slam down the lock button and very quickly jumped into the driver's seat, then just as quickly peeled out
of there. I didn't even bother look at and see who or what it was. I was so terrified, I've literally never been more terrified in my life. I was shaking so bad it was hard to drive. About one minute in driving, I heard a bump on the truck. There was no bump on the road. I looked in the rear room mirror. I didn't
see anything in the road or behind me. There's a couple more miss to convince myself I need to pull over and make sure I didn't lose a box, especially a safe, especially for safety of others one on the road. When I did pull over, I waited a minute, checking all my mirrors and deciding how I was going to get out. I know logically whatever I've been at the previous stop couldn't be here now, but I was too terrified
still to really think about that. I decided not to open the door and only roll down the window and use my flashlight to look at the boxes. I could see none of them had escaped, and quickly go back on the road. I still can't help but feel like I had not reacted so quickly or done anything differently, I might not have made it home that night.
I decided not to take the road at night ever. Again. Something I feel needs mentioning is that I've gone camping many times in my life, grew up on a ranch, learned to shoot young, and I've never been afraid to camp or go or to get out of my vehicle before, and it has since not happened again. Granted I haven't been to those locations since earlier. Either way, I just feel if anyone who has had similar experiences in those areas, I'd like them to know they aren't the only ones, and
we need to get more information put there for everyone's safety. Thank you're taking the time read this. Greatly appreciate you putting more information out there by myself have learned so much watching videos, and we'll be making sure my children are aware of the other dangers out there that we weren't taught growing up, or rather had it laughed about and told us, told it was all fake, made up hippie stuff. Feel to use my name, Ariel Mitchell. Ariel
absolutely appreciate what you sent, and especially with your closing words. It's time. It's the caps out of the bag's been at it for a long time. It's time to teach the kids. You better teach everybody and be honest with them. If anybody to day actually thinks that mainstream media national news channels of any country is honest with us, holy shit. I got an Iceberg. We sell you and it's in Texas right now? You know what I mean. It's so amazing. It's just it's not there's not a question about
whether or not be allied too. It's just amazing to me. There we are. I don't get it. I kind of get it, but just all right. People want power? Okay, you want power? You got power? There you go, you got it. You got millions of dollars. Why do you need more? Why do you need more power? Why did you control people even more? I don't get it. I do yet. It is becoming more and more clear by the day. It's frustrating, right, it's annoying. Anyways, what else do we got? Duke the
goats? All right? Here goes an omen Marcus rid This is fairly as all new in the inbox? Are you guess? Cherokee elder at my own experiences? North Carolina, South Carolina. Your Stephen name is Josh g And I am from and I currently live in mountains of western North Carolina. Twenty
three years old. I've been fishing all across western North Carolina, as well as hiking all over the Blue Ridge Park with my father looking for rare plants as a kid, as well as getting a degree in fish and wildlife management. So I ring up today on the plants and fauna that are here in
the mountains. I've been a long time listener to your channel and truly grateful to find a place with real, true knowledge from the people and not from the scumbags that are lying spreading fury to us on a daily basis through what they call news. That's so thank you, Steve, thank you for share of that. And now one of the reasons that I'm writing to you I'm the people, is to tell my own accounts and experiences as well as some
knowledge that was just passed on me from a Cherokee elder. Let's start with my experiences first, how it became so fascinated by the unknown from an early age. Every Sunday from the time I was born until my grandmother got sick and I had to come live with us before she passed, we'd all go visit her an hour south of us in your Table Rock State Park, South
Carolina, with thirty minutes to sell from Greenville, South Carolina. We'd get there, eat, and then after that I was free to go play and explore this first experience is one of the earliest memories I have to date and still remember. Leo was there yesterday. It had to be more than three to four years old. At the time. I had an old swing set right in the front yard, under the black walnut trees and spitting distance from
the porch of the old white farmhouse. And every day I was there, I would go play on this swing set by myself as either as either my parents and or grandparents side on the porch and watched me. But I remember on this day they stayed inside as well. I sorry as I went outside to go play. As I walked up the front door to go play on the swings, I turned left to walk down the steps. I looked up and froze. They're across the gravel driveway and slowly down the hill of the
tree line. About fifty seventy five yards away. I saw two brown two tan Harry thinks, standing on two feet They're watching me from the tree line. I don't remember a lot of the details of the figure standing there, but I do remember this one was much taller than the other. In the smaller one came up to about the taller ones mid's stomach. I also I remember seeing darker to black coloration to where the face and hands would be, but no fine details. I'm tearing up as I write this, it's still
so vivid. As I noticed the two things look at me, somehow became unfroze after what I felt like minutes but was only seconds, and turned around and I ran inside the house, crying and screaming that there are bears outside. I went straight to my Grandma's arms. She helped me as I cried, and I tried to tell my parents and grandfather what I just saw. They went aside to luck but nothing. The only thing I got response was there's no bears here. I've ever seen one in all my years. I
was told to stop telling a FIP. So from that point on, all I knew was I saw two weird calling bears. But I always knew there wasn't something right about these so called bears, but I didn't know anything else at the time. I've always been I've always been fascinated about save for some reason, and was always drawn to TV shows about them. And then I found your channel three years ago, and that's when everything clicked and I got
that uh moment, or should I say oh? Shit moment. I was listening to a story from one of the true hard working on as people here the stories about someone as a child having something watching them as they played, and they said it was a bear to the parents as well, and how they didn't realize it was something else until they heard a story like there is later in life and it brought them right back to that day it happened, and they started crying without any control, like they were there all over a
game. Well, exact same thing happened to me, And when it all clicked, I started crying uncontrollably and was brought right back to that day, and I knew at that point I'd seen no bear. There are two small populations of black bear in the state of South Carolina, one on the coastal plains near Charleston and the other in the upstate of the state, near where my experiences have happened. But I know this was no bear. Very rarely are they even seen around here, and even rarer are they a tan to
brown in color. Another experience I've had is there is another experience I've had there is I heard a tree falling behind my grandparents hounds one house one day on the edge of the field. We went to go chock it out. There in the field, a fully healthy green tree just pushed over, no wind, nothing. I chalked that up to a bear too, until my
oh ship a moment years later. I've had weird things like being watched there many times, as well as finding a tree with a huge patch of bark missing, like has been peeled off strip by strip about eight feet up along an old logging road, about eight feet up a tree along an old logging road. So this is a few of my experiences on this property, and I have a few more in other places, but that's for a later date. I finally took your advice and went to talk to Cherokee elder that I
know and I've grown up the street from. He's a former he has a former Army Special Forces at has seen enough things for a thousand lifetime. Steve, this man is a true American hero on badass. I went to talk to him and ask a few questions. Man. Come to find out he's also a median and can see spirits and has seen actual open portals as well. He seems to understand them more than what he leads on. Now onto what he told me. He told me a few stories that were real eye
opening about us, about us as a people and our true power. This was his first his own account and experience. A few years back, his sister was sick in the hospital, bad sick. He said. She was mowing his grass one day with the pushmore and he just stopped. He said he knew he had to go see his sister somehow. Oh sorry, He said, he was mowing his grass one day with the pushmore and he just stopped. He said he knew he had to go see his sister somehow,
so he went to clean up and go to hospital and see her. When he got there to see her, she lifted a finger to tell him come closer, and this is what she said to him. I don't I don't think he would hear me calling you over the sound of the lawnmower. Steve, My mouth felt wide open as he told me that. I couldn't believe. But at the same time, I do believe him and every word he spoke to me today. After that story, I asked him what he knows
about mind speak. When I said that, he kind of chuckled and smiled and smiled, And then I told him that I heard from the people. The tribes used to have full meetings that lasted days without seeing a word. And then he said, yes, I've seen it. He told me when he was young, the elders would meet around the fire and sat there all night without seeing a word until dawn. Just an acknowledgement here and there. He said. At the time, he didn't know why why was going on,
but he knew it was something he didn't want to interrupt. Crazy. I know, that's not the craziest thing he told me today. The last story told me was about a young girl about forty five years old that went missing years ago when he was a young teenager. She'd fallen in the river on the reservation and was swept away. After news of this, every fit man on the reservation went to go up river to start a search. Working down with no luck, someone said to get too elder tribal men. They
know. One was a World War One vet missing both legs, and there was brought in a wheelchair down to the river. The other amble down with the help of a walking stick to the river to help the search. Both elders met up. They started talking and one of the elders said to the other, I bet I could find her before you do, and the other
said you're on and began the search again. The one elder with the stick walked down to the water, skoop some up, then wipe the water cross his forehead and then tasted it. He then said, I believe she is somewhere up river. The elder and the wheelchairs said yes, I agree, So they went up the river to continue the search. They came to another area upstream, and the man with the stick did the same thing, took some water, rubbed on his head and tasted it, and then said,
I believe she is a little down. We went too far up. The elder in the wheelchair agreed again. As they went down a little ways, they stopped again in the stretch of the river vets some large boulders. At one large one, the one elder with the stick to the same thing with the water again and this time said here, and the other elder agreed again. I searched under and around all the rocks with no luck. Then the man in the wheelchairs said, bring me some water. I bet I can
find her. So the elder with the stick dipped his rag and the water had it to the elder in the wheelchair. He took the rag and started playing with it, rubbing it around and then rubbing it on parts of his body. But he did all this in a stage or sequence of four, then said she's under the larger rock. They checked there and with no luck, found nothing. The two elders sat there pondering, ended up saying anything. The one in the wheelchair grabbed the others blocking stick and threw it up
stream in the river. Then said, the stick will go to the rock she's under. The stick floated down stream and hit the longer rock first, So one of the young men checked again. Still nothing. The elder in the wheelchair said, use that stick and check a game, and sure enough the young man went back down, came up and said something is under there, and at least they found her body. Now, how on earth the two travel eldermen find a missing girl under a rock in a river by just
doing something with the water. How did those men have a travel meeting without saying one single word? And how do my neighbor know his sister was calling him from the hospital, And how does she know he was mowing his yard
when she cried out to him? Well, I honestly have no clue yet, But all this means we still have the power and capability to do things that we thought we lost touch too, and I truly believe we all have some of it, if not all, of these capabilities, but have lost over the years of technology and government suppressing our true power and capabilities as humans.
Now the real question I'll leave you all with this, how do we get back in touch with our true selves and relearn these capabilities such as our sixth sense. I've been feeling I'm on the right tail here and we'll be having another talk with the Cherokee elder down the street again here soon, as well as another tribal otter I know, and if and when I find out more, I will be in touch. Thanks against you, probably you do nothing but best bushes of blessing upon you and your loved ones. Josh g
Western North Carolina. Josh, He's one of those emails where I go, thank God, you know, thank God for emails like that, people like you, and especially the Cherokee Elder. If I could, I would, I would. I put my name on a list to see if I could sit down with that man for about a week straight and extract everything he knew. No, no, really, seriously, now you're lapdog jop goat that kind of conclusion quite a while ago, that we've all had our true abilities
wiped out of us. For certain you look at what happens to people that don't comply, right, and you look at the first name people they didn't comply, it didn't conform. Look what happened the majority of the First Nations, people that don't right, and the powers that be, the government annihilates
you and sam is a community suppresses them, kicks into the curve. Sure, if it wasn't for back in the day, if it wasn't for the the true good people on the earth, they probably would have just shot every one of the indigenous people in many continents and just be right, just eradicated them like they already tried. Right, let's get a little off topic. I'm quite certain that people who possibly are absolutely truly more spiritual possibly have a
target on their on their heads from the current powers that beat. That's what I think. But anyway, I am absolutely interested in what we possibly were born and knowledge skills were possibly born with, and I would absolutely love to hear more about it myself. So please keep us in the loop. Please spend some more time with those gentlemen and extract whatever knowledge you can from them and share it with the good people. Okays, ghilt's trying to make a
bet on me. What do you want? They're like true children, they don't know what they want. Get out of here. This phone's almost dead. I'm gonna keep going. I hope these guys aren't too much of a crazy distraction. While I'm reading these, they're pretty entertaining. New Orleans. All right, here we go. Well, this might be right on track. I don't know what this is about, but the title is what we
What have we lost? Sonio? Sometimes emails line up with each other and topic knowledge delivery isn't see you looks first, say appreciate you and applied your efforts. I really dig your no bullshit attitude you're willing us to listen, absorb, and your dive drive to do it all. I get it, man, feel the same way. I emailed you an experience. I had a wild back, but it didn't make the cut, and that's okay. I don't let that shit bother me. I just haven't got to it.
There's no cut where I go. Sorry, you have asked a few times for those who have the wherewithal to dig in a matter, to share what we know about who we are and what capabilities we have lost. See what are the random chances of this? Next email is on this topic not to well, just true. It's very difficult to relate all that one has acquired in knowledge and experience in an email, but I'll start with this one.
See how it goes? All right, I'm ready with over four thousand recognized religions in the world, there's no shortage of teachings on the origins of men and description of the abilities that we no longer seem to possess. However, many years now I've been on a quest to figure that out. I don't claim to all the answers, and in fact it's when I teach or speak I don't ever expect anyone to blindly believe me. I just ask the people to listen, contemplate, and go search it out for themselves. That is
what I've done over the last thirty years, and it's doing so. I've come to the understanding that the more I learned, the more I realize I have much more to learn. One thing I have discovered along the way, is that we do possess enormous potential. That is the keyword potential, and that is the keyword potential. Steve, take any of the mighty trees of the forest and hold the seed up the same in your hand, and just look at it within the sea. It is all the potential needed to become
the mighty ochre, beach or sequoia. It is only when that seed is pressed into the earth and the conditions are right, that it will sprout, take root, and have the chance to fulfill all of this potential. That is what I and many many others are searching out for humankind and doing our best to share. I've done since I was a young boy that who I see when I look in the mirror is not who I am. I understood back then that there are untapped capabilities that lie dormant within us. We simply
have not been taught how to access and nurture those abilities. Without trying to convince anyone of anything, I share with the people the experiences that I have had, in hopes it will cause some to be intrigued to seek. Each one must walk their own path, have his or her own experiences. Those after all, are the best teachers better than any amount of preaching or teaching that you can listen to a person cans to your minds about something, but
until someone has an experience, it's just a supposition or idea. However, when you walk through something for yourself, it becomes real to you and no one can convince you. Differently, my wife puts it this way. You can talk someone out of an idea, but you'll never talk someone out of an experience where it's truth. My very first experience. I grew up on a forty acre farm with two brothers and three sisters, myself being the youngest.
I spend most of my time outdoors, barefoot in the pastors or woods. Typically while outside playing, I would be so engrossed in what I was doing I wouldn't even stop to pee. I recall one particular time, after resisting the urge far too long, I felt like my pants. I ran into the house to use the bathroom. As was washing my hands, I glanced up and saw myself in the mirror. As I did, I instantly felt a presence. I can't explain the feeling. I just felt the presence
of something. I heard a very clear and almost audible voice speak to me. It asked me a question, who are you? I remember responding at a loud time. Greg now said to me, if I took away your name, who are you? I stood there for a few seconds, contemplating the question. I understood somehow that the voice was asking this of me, not for its sake, but rather for mine. I was eight years old,
I understanding at this young aide was being challenged. I remained standing there, thinking somehow there was this deep knowing, deep within my heart that told me I was part and parcel of something much bigger, much more grand than this little person standing before me in the mirror. That day, the idea that I am eternal was sparkled within me, and that Emberg has burned there.
Ever since, this thought has been a guide for me over the fifty years, and over that time I've had a number of experiences that looking back, we're calling me to a deeper understanding of our place than the universe, and what this life we live is really about. In more recent years, I began having a very vivid dreams, and after the first one I began journaling them. I'd been going through difficult times in my life and was questioning
everything. I figured I'd had two choices, drowned my sorrows and booze and shallow relationships or dig my heels in keep my footing and look closer. What was happening to me? Why I chose to dig and look closer. That decision kicked off a decade of internal searching and studying everything I could about us and myself. As I worked through much of my own personal pain, I
began to uncover hidden truths. Steve, we do possess hidden abilities. I can't really say whether they have been lost through lack of use and are intentionally suppressed, but one thing is for sure. That is we have been dumbed down. Made us live in a world that is saturated with services, devices and machines to do almost everything for us that make our lives so easy. Most of our survival skills and senses or innate abilities have been dulled. Abilities
that some held generations ago have disappeared and almost completely. But they're always There's always a rendant of people who carry these abilities with them that pass them on to those who are willing and able to carry them. I'm going to share with you a very personal story involving myself, my youngest son, and my pops. One of, if not the most powerful experience I've ever had. There's proof to me that we have within us the power to change circumstances.
Is a summer two thousand and five, on a warm and breezy afternoon, my two sons, Tailor and Matthew, who are six and twelve at the time, were with me out on my parents' farm. Matthew was with his grandma while I was working on my girlfriend's carl Nabarn. Taylor, my six year old, was hanging out was rappo. They decided to take one of the tractor to do some clean up around the yard. They were done with that, Taylor told his grandpa that he wanted to drive the tractor by himself.
He sat with his grandpa, nervous at times, steering and running all the controls. So Pop's agreed and the machine turned off, told him to climb up in the driver's seat. Because my son was so small, he couldn't sit on the seat hold the clutch in. He had to stand up and put all his weight on it to hold it down. With him standing on the clutch and in a moment of poor judgment. My father stepped in front of the rear wheel, reached up and started the machine as soon as
the edge of fired, and my voice sat down. When he did, the clutch popped and the machine lurched forward. The rear wheel strick and my father knocked him on his back under the right side of the machine. He tried to squirm his body towards the center, but the rear wheel had started his climb up his left leg. He twisted up the waist as the wheel
passed over his hip. It's just far enough so as it crawled up his tore us over his left side, his shoulder that the inside of the wheel scrapped the left side of his face and pulling his glasses off, running him over. At some point he let out a blood curdling scream that I heard from the barn. I scrambled up from under of the car I was working on writting to see what had happened. As around the corner of the building, I was met by my son running toward the barn, the tractor with
no driver right behind him. I scooped him up and tossed him aside, jumped on the moving machine shut it off. I turned saw my father rithing around on the ground trying to get up. I only in an instant, was by his side, asking him to lay still and just breathe. He seemed to be hyperventilating. He's able to tell me the tractor had run up his entire left side and he couldn't breathe. In my mind, I thought I was gonna watch my father die right in front of me. At that
moment, everything stood still. I recall looking up to where my son had gone and noticed nothing was moving. Cottonwood seeds falling from the trees were spended animation. I heard no birds, there was no wind, no sound at all. I saw my boy was standing by the barn motionless. I looked back down, told my pops that lay still, and I was going to pray for him. As we began to pray, a sound came from deep within my being. Now well it came out of me. Was a language
that later my father described as heavily. As I spoke, I placed my hands on different parts of his body and watched as a blue energy came out of my hands when in his body. Whether I imagine the blue light or it actually happened, I can't tell. You. The utterances lasted for maybe a minute or two, maybe less, I'm not sure, but when I stopped, my father lay there in a completely different state. He was calm, not hyperventilating, and breathing normally. When I looked up again, everything
was back to normal. I called my boy to come to my side and told him to run and get his grandma. Pops rushed to the hospital, where they performed a CT scan of his entire body. Found nothing broken, no damage whatsoever. Holy shit, Steve, he had been run over by a thirty nine hundred pound machine hours before, and when it was all said and done, he walked out of that hospital that day. In my life,
I'll never forget, I guess not. From that time, I continued my search and eventually came across a small set of books written over one hundred years ago. The author's bared T spalded Mom's home. The Gilts are gonna, let you know what, back in a minute. These guys are going to shut up. It is the written account of eleven practical and scientifically trained men who sat on a journey, journey with one objective to find the great
spiritual teachers the far East that witnessed their and witnessed their uncommon abilities. In this series called the Teachings of the Masters of the Far East, the many accounts the miraculous events witness by these men firsthand. In one written account, a guru in one country entered into a state of meditation and communicated with one
in another country, speaking to him and asking him to come. The account goes on to say that when the second guru received the word, he entered a state of meditation, raising the frequency or vibration of his physical body to the point where it disappeared, transmuting time and space. He appeared on the side of the one who called him. He had in a few hours translated himself from one country to another. The same people demonstrated the ability to bring
someone who had departed back to life. It's an excellent read for anyone who is seeking the truth about us and what we're capable of. Here's a link to a digital copy of the series. Hopefully I remembered to put that link in the script from below. This version is a little tough to read on a phone, but great on a tablet or computer. We've known scientifically at some time now that all matter is made up of energy. The frequency at
which something vibrates can change how someone feels or even how it appears. Considering the account to the Guru changing his physical state, I would like to present this hypothesis and concerning the Sabbath. Could it be that they control the state of their being and raise the or lower their frequency, allowing them to be
translated from one place to another without with absolute ease. I've heard you tell through your emails that some in the scientific community have claimed that the hair on the bodies these beings can act as sort of a cloaking device to hide themselves from people. What if what actually happens is they raise their vibration at will through their frequency. It is not visible to the human eye. It's been told by Jesus, told that Jesus could entry room a thought, anyone's seeing
him come through any door. He appeared blocking alongside to his disciples on the road too. Emay Us. There are many stories I could share with you and your eye whos about the life of this beautiful being the Savior's world. But just a couple of points that I want to make today. Number one, that we all have the same potential as Jesus, and Romans eight, verse twenty nine, as says, because whom he did for no God knows all men. He also did for a point conformed to the image of his
son, that he Jesus might be firstborn among many brethren. That's us if we choose he Jesus was not a Christian. He was not attached to all the dogma of religion then, and it is not today, and either should we. He was one that understood that way, the way, and showed it. That's why I left the organization church system in favor of learning and demonstrating the way action, power and authority teaches far better than words. The reason that we are not capable of doing the same is because we live in
a world of sensory overload. His congratification with no effort at all. We are bombarded by information at every turn, whether it's a constant barrage of advertisement while certain the Internet, or simply going up to dinner. Going to many eating establishments or sports bars, and you'll often find twenty televisions all broadcasting something
different, county one establishment, almost fifty TVs. It's crazy again, sensory overload, keeping the mind occupied, slash entertained, Oftentimes when people come to our home for help or for counseling, we will give them homework that we ask them to do actually means quieting their mind and becoming still almost without the fault, almost without fail. The primary question is how do I shut my
brain off? It's nearly impossible to deal that your brain has been conditioned to always be receiving some kind of input from outside stimuli is always the same. It takes work, commitment, willingness to forego turning on the TV or serve from the web, and Lewis spending time turning within to summarize Steve, Each and every one of us is built within us the ability to amaze it, to do amazing and miraculous things, believe it or not knowing what he did,
what is recorded about his demonstrations. Jesus would go on to say in John fourteen twelve, saying to you, he that believeth on me, the works that I do, shall he do also? And greater works than these shall we do. My second final point is we are not bound to this three dimensional realm, and the true essence of our being is light and energy, divine life living in us, in us, as us let that sink in, Steve Holpe, this begins to shut some light on the subject for
you and others. Please note that there are many of us that have you back again. Peace to you, Sarah and the kids. Take care of those big, beautiful sacred dogs. Nemo, Greg nemot Nemo check Coopersville, Michigan. Correct facts for that man, Appreciate it, and there's a lot in there to soak in, and a lot people should pay attention too,
as far as I'm concerned, Big time keep emailing in all right. We need all the needs, all the knowledge we can get from the people right now, especially I gotta go. I gotta go real quick, and I'll be back hi real one more. Oh, horses are right now gold throughout Sarah's back, so it'll be a little more easier to focus here. Two Experiences slash Encounters is the title's next one. Apologies for sending to the wrong email address. I checked multiple videos and the bio for an email to send
stories, but didn't see one. I guess I should probably put that in there. Huh, So I checked your website, send it to that email. I just heard the email to send to at the end of one of your videos sending to the correct email now hopefully all right. Sorry, I'll try to straighten out out and make it easier for people. I Steven if
Sarah, I just recently found your channel immediately subscribed. Thank you for hosting A channel allows people to share their experiences, regardless of the backlash year received for doing so, and it was hard, but trying to let them get to you. It's exactly what they want. I have two experiences. First one took place in Germany when I was eight. My dad was in the
air of forest and was stationed there for a couple of years. We don't live on the base the first year, but instead out in the country in a farmhouse surrounded by acres of fields and forests. My favorite animal from the time I can remember was horses. Never had dolls or barbies, only those plastic horses in every color and breathe. There was straight across the highway from her house was a hill with acres of pasture where people would board the horses.
There would be anywhere from five fifteen horses out there at a time, and this was where I spent my days. My mother would constantly freak out in panic because she would look out the window and see me either sitting or laying on these horses backs while they were laying down. I knew these horses would never hurt me, and the horses knew that I would never hurt them because I love them. I loved all animals. Behind her house was one hundreds of acres, some open fields, some forested. I was not a
tipical eight year old little girl. I was an explorer, so during the times when the horses were not across the street, I would venture in the wilderness, cell back, spending hours and even the entire day alone. I would exploring. I never had any fear out there alone. At one time, there was a rumor going around that alone wolf was killing livestock in the area. Despite my mother's wishes, this did not keep me from doing my
daily explorations. A wolf was an animal. I loved all animals. One day, I was heading back home after spending most of the day I was exploring. I was walking back through an open field, not a care in the world. To the right of me was a large forested area that had explored many times before. I was still aways from home and when I had an uneasy feeling come over me, like I was being watched, compelling me to look into the forest. I turned to my right and in the forest
were two huge, red glowing eyes staring back at me. I was frozen, standing there alone, still far from home. I don't know if I lost time or not. I would not have a watch on nor even knew what time it was, other than it was late in the day but still light out. At some point, it was like I all of a sudden snapped out of it and locked my eyes from it, and ran as fast as I could home without ever looking back. Now at the time, being eight years old and the rumors of a lone wolf in the area, I
believed it was a wolf. As an adult, going back to that experience and thinking logically that a wolf's eyes did not glow red. Plus the eyes were not low, they were very high up, almost mid forest. I'm not sure what I encounter, but it was not a wolf, at least not a tip of the wolf. There was no light for eyeshine, as it was cloudy day, and I've never seen any animals eyes glow red in a light only bright way. I've never told anyone about this experience because I
knew I wouldn't be allowed to go out exploring anymore. I've been Washington State now. My husband is an avid hunter and works in the woods. I accompany him often. I've seen many wild animals throw out our times in the mountains. I've never seen red glowing eyes once since that day. My second story takes place back in the States. In Texas. My grandparents had a bath house that I would stay at with them quite opten. One day, when I was about eleven years old, I was off venturing by the little
beach area nearby. I was on my way back to the house went out of the field to my right. I saw a huge black cat walk out about twenty thirty feet in front of me. My first thought was, that's a black panther. I stood there and watched it walk away until it disappeared vanished. I was completely fascinated. I told my family what I had seen, but was met with disappointment as it all told me that I had just seen a big dog. I've been an animal enthusiast as a young child.
I know and knew then the difference between a cat and a dog. This was a sleek coated, pure black, huge cat. Its tail is out of a cat's not a dog. Its face, when looked back at me, was that out of a cat, not a dog. Its ears were short and more rounded as a cat's, not long and tall as a dog's. Its walk was that of a cat's not a dog. Regardless no one believing me, I know what I saw that day. I know people have
seen the same. You're all good. The powers that shouldn't be have been profiting off our ignorance for way too long, keeping us in the dark and using fear to strip us of our freedom, as well as control us, playing God so to speak, keeping us in prison mentally in a prison with
no walls. We have being and still are being lied to about His story and much more, including our existence on this planet, as well as the existence of other highly intelligent beings, which I believe are interdimensional and explains why and how they can just vanish without a trace. I've known since I was a child that this is not what this world is supposed to be like. I've always known that I was here for a reason, for a time,
and that time is now one of my gifts. You want to call it, that is psychic abilities, I prefer to call it in knowing, but it doesn't work like they show us in movies, at least not for me, as I have no control over it. It's my belief that we're going through a time, a cycle that has happened many times throughout his story. When these dimensions merge, I think we're only just beginning to see things much more to come in the near future that will shock many, causing many hearts
to fail them. Stay strong, to be a virgulants, Stay safe, everyone, no fear, peace and loved all. Sarah sees kind of a topic. You can share this part if you like. Up to you, I'd add a link or two. I'd add a link to two videos on my channel. One of a cigar shaped odd jack parked by the moon that I caught myself and personally solid my own eyes before I started recording. The second one was taken by my husband when he was at work one day.
The bright orb that disappeared was witnessed by him and a co worker. Thank you again to take care of Steve. Okay, there's two links here. Like I said, I rarely get to because what I gotta do here I gotta I might be able to do this. I might be able to do this. It's just difficult because once I leave here, go in, pull the sp card out, slamming the computer. It's the notes, the notes transferred to verbally onto the computer, right, so not that the links.
And then I got a hook up my phone. Anyways, we'll see if I can pull it off. I don't think you said the name of your channel, did you. I'll think you do. All right, we'll figure it out anyway. If I gotta be go on, this phone's redlining it. Now, what was I gonna say? Shit, that's gonna tell you get something? All right? We were looking into I forget the name of the video. We're watching a video on Netflix last night about fasting, and
holy shit, is there a pile of information on fasting. This one helpful tip I can offer up to everybody right now, if you want to look into fasting, there is a fact there. I can't. I mean, it's still pretty sick yesterday a lot of staying half sleep watching the Shara Sarah really watched most of it. There's a fact there. But what fasting does
and how it eliminates the cells and embody that hosts cancer. It's a proven fact that fasting can eliminate up to seventy percent of the cancer cells that may possibly be within us. So check it out, you guys. All right, we're gonna do it were we started. We're gonna start practicing fasting and it has proven to be a very very helpful food for human beings. And the doctor also said why it isn't being promoted, it's because it doesn't make hospitals money. Go figure, I'll be back.