I was out for a summer bike ride with my brother and a friend from school. We ended up biking around for hours, having a blast like most teens do in the summer months. I remember it being a very quiet night, there weren't many cars on the road. The sky was clear, it was really warm. We ended up turning onto Lanfranco, which was the usual route to Curtis's house. It's a wide street, very well lit. We would bike side-by-side on the left since there was plenty of room and very little traffic. The last thing I remember was looking over at my brother and smiling...
Next thing I know, I woke up with the worst splitting pain in my head iv'e ever felt. Immediately I began vomiting all over the place and blacked out. I did this a few times until about the 3rd time where I remained conscious. In the room was my Mother and my family doctor. My mother was crying so hard, streams of tears down her face like iv'e never seen before. She was smiling at the same time. I asked what happened and my mother said " You've been in an accident, somebody hit you while you while you where out for a bike ride but your ok!". The look on her face spoke volumes, she thought I wasn't going to make it. I could only imagine what that would be like for a mother, not knowing if her son's going to wake up or not.
Immediately I had this TERRIBLE feeling, I knew something wasn't right...I began to feel my face...the entire left side was covered in bandages...holy shit!!! I ran my hand along to the back of my skull...staples...I blacked out again.
When I woke up sometime later, the first thing I asked my Doctor was what happened. He explained that I'd been hit by a vehicle from behind. The police report stated that I landed about 20 feet from the impact zone. I had landed on the back of my skull, suffering a severe cranial fracture. My head rolled to one side, grinding off most of the left side of my face. I was sobbing as the doctor told me all of this. Then he said to me "I have no rational explanation as to why you are alive. According to the police report and the severity of the impact. You shouldn't of survived the incident. It's a miracle you are alive!" I didn't know what to say, it all just seemed so surreal! It felt like waking up from dream into some other reality, like i had skipped timelines and actually died in another world and woke up in this one...
Wow!!! I was shocked... I asked the Doctor "So how bad is it?", not knowing if I can even walk, if I have severe brian damage. no clue at this point. My Doctor proceeds to tell me that I somehow broke no bones in my body other than a cranial fracture and suffered no detectable brain damage. My face was reconstructed and would heal up nicely with minimal scarring. My family doctor ( Dr. Broom) did both the cranial surgery and facial reconstruction ( he just so happened to be BOTH a brain surgeon and plastic surgeon!!!)
I asked Dr. Broom "How long have I been out?", He fills me in on what happened. I had been out for 5 days, they weren't sure IF and when I was going to wake up again. I'd have to go through some rehabilitation due to the severe blow to the back of head, but I would be fine after that.
Dr. Broom then asks me to stand up for the first time since the accident...I'll NEVER forget that feeling! I stood up and the room spinned so fast, I was probably up for about a second or two and sat back down. i'm sure i was white as a ghost...puked. I had to repeat this process over and over again for the next few weeks. It slowly got better until I could walk "normally" again. Slow, but steady. I just wanted to go home ( I REALLY can't stand hospitals!!!) but they wanted to keep me there for a few weeks and run tests to make sure I didn't have any other problems. during this time my Bro came for his first visit since the event. He told me exactly what happened that night...
It turned out that a drunk driver swerved all the way over from the right lane, into the left lane and clipped my from behind going about 70kms per hr. After he hit me he didn't even slow down, just kept driving as if nothing had happened. The first thing my brother did was think I was dead! I couldn't imagine what he must of went through at this point. Thankfully he acted quickly and ran over to the nearest house and started pounding on the door and yelling for help. Some elderly people answered and he told them to call 911 as there's been an accident. They didn't believe him and refused so he pushed them out of the way and ran into the house and called for an ambulance....wow!!! My bro saved my life!!! My hero!!! If the ambulance wouldn't have gotten there so quickly I would have bled out and died, my head was split open and I had a really serious case of road rash. Curtis on the other hand, was in complete shock and didn't move. He also came and visited me later on and didn't seem right in the head, he kept looping words over and over again.. " I can't believe you got hit by a car!".
A few days after I was released from the hospital, the Police showed up at the doorstep with my bike in their hands. It looked like it had been thrown through a trash compactor! I could BARELY tell it had been a bicycle. I just couldn't believe it all...how did this happen? WHY did this happen???!!! The police told me it was a hit and run, they had paint chips from the vehicle but that was about it. Neither my brother or Curtis saw the licence plate numbers. The local paper ran an article but no witnesses came forward.
Over the next few months I had some interesting experiences to say the least. Sometimes I would get this rushing sound in my head that would get louder and louder to the point that i literally thought I would lose my mind! I'd get powerful jolts in my body, sort of like spasms. I started getting dreams of the event, playing over and over again like a broken record. The moment of impact. I would wake up covered in a cold sweat completely freaking out, like it had just happened again.
Then one night I had THE dream. It was one of those dreams that you just know is something more. This time I saw the accident from a birds eye perspective. I was out of my body. I could see myself, Curtis and my brother biking. I saw the car approach, the impact...everything. This time i felt so calm, I felt as though I was being embraced by some invisible force or being...in that moment I knew that it all happened for a reason. I recalled the moment when I died. There weren't any bright lights, no tunnels. In fact there was no "end" . I was simply looking at my body and it all seemed so normal. There was nothing missing. I knew that I knew. Death isn't real. Nothing can end because we are not our bodies, it's just a meat suit. Life is life and it always will be. A voice spoke to me, it was strangely familiar and soothing but powerful. It told me that this was not by chance, that the reason this whole "accident" happened was because of certain forces attempting to end my life. It showed me how these forces influenced the person to swerve and hit me, it told me that there is a very important reason that i'm still alive and that i would discover that reason. It told me that this world isn't what i thought it was, that there are forces here that act as controls. When certain individuals threaten that control system, they become targeted. I was one of those threats. I asked it how this was possible??? I didn't see how a 14 year old teenager just doing his thing could be any kind of a threat! It told me that there are beings that do not perceive "time" as we do and are not bound by it. They can see things as potentials and target those that have a potential to disrupt their "food supply". There is a construct, a Matrix that is a copy of the "real" world. Most people are unaware that they are in fact, batteries for it. It's everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
My life has never been the same since. I woke up from that "dream" with a completely different viewpoint of reality. Ever since then Iv'e felt like this world is some kind of construct, a dream within a dream. I sense certain entities, I see them in people. There where times when these beings would even show themselves to me in my bedroom when I was alone. These beings looked like reptilian humanoids, their energy signature cold, calculated, empty. no emotions. Pure logic. When they would reveal themselves the same thing would always occur. i called it "deadlocking". They would shoot what looked like a red laser beam out from their 3rd eye region towards me and make some sort of connection with my 3rd eye and a battle of wills would occur. I would always "win", but it was extremely painful and sometimes would be drained for days after a single encounter. As I grew older it would happen less and less. Sometimes I would see white flashes in my room, like a camera flash but 100 times greater. Sometimes i would wake up levitating off my bed, or at least it felt that way. I also began having very powerful out of body experiences. sometimes leaving the planet , encountering other realities and timelines. I studied as much as i could over the years about all of what i'd been experiencing. It turns out there's a lot more to it and i'm not alone in having such experiences, there's people all over the world that have reporting strikingly similar encounters. It's strange...it seemed the more I would study and learn about it, the more I could sense these entities around me, influencing other people as well who were unaware. Sometimes complete strangers, sometimes family or friends. It always felt like "it" was watching me and I knew I was watching "it."
These non-local beings feed of our lower emotional states and inject negative thoughts into our minds in order to get the desired reaction. The most revealing book I started to read has really shed light on my experiences. It's called "Dispelling wetiko". It discusses a "psycho spiritual parasite" that has been known by native tribes around the globe for thousands of years. It's very well written and explains so much about why human beings can be so violent and out of control.
"There is a contagious psychospiritual disease of the soul, a parasite of the mind, that is currently being acted out en masse on the world stage via a collective psychosis of titanic proportions. This mind-virus─which Native Americans have called “wetiko”─covertly operates through the unconscious blind spots in the human psyche, rendering people oblivious to their own madness and compelling them to act against their own best interests. An inner cancer of the soul, wetiko flavors and manages our perceptions by stealth and subterfuge so as to act itself out through us while simultaneously hiding itself from being seen. Not constrained by the conventional laws of third-dimensional space and time, this ‘bug’ in the system deceives us by working with the intrinsic projective tendencies of our mind so as to appear external to and other than ourselves, utilizing the seemingly outside world as the canvas for its full-bodied revelation of itself. Wetiko nonlocally in-forms, gives shape to and configures events in the world so as to synchronistically express itself, which is to say that just like in a dream, events in the outer world are symbolically reflecting a condition deep within the psyche of humanity. Drawing on insights from Jungian psychology, shamanism, alchemy, spiritual wisdom traditions, and personal experience, author Paul Levy shows us that hidden within the venom of wetiko is a revelation as well as its own antidote, which once recognized can help us wake up and bring sanity back to our society. How wetiko manifests─will it destroy our species, or will it catalyze a deeper process of global awakening?─depends upon recognizing what it is revealing to us about ourselves."
I had a strange synchronicity occur a few years ago when i was visiting a close friend in Kelowna. We decided to go for a walk and started into some deep conversation. We were talking about the meaning of life and I mentioned how the accident really woke me up to so much more. he asked where it happened and I had the strangest feeling...i stopped dead in my tracks and looked around and I was literally standing in the exact spot I was hit!!! We both laughed , he couldn't believe it either.
When i look back on it now, I'm so grateful that I was hit by that car. Even though the person was never caught and held responsible I don't hold any resentment or anger. There is no blame in something that I feel was meant to happen for reasons I'm still discovering. I actually found out from a friend of mine just recently that there's actually a government program for such accidents that i could have claimed and probably received hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation. However, it's been so long since the event that i can no longer claim it. Oh well! It changed my life in such a way, i feel like it woke me up from some dream that wasn't real into something so much more!
Through all of it iv'e learned what's most important in my life, LOVE. It's so much more than just a feeling, it is LIFE itself.
-- Barry Long
How can I ever put a price on such a thing? I'm just happy to be alive, I have an amazing 3 year old boy and the most wonderful partner in the world @nikkicole ! I feel so blessed and full of love!!!
Thank you so much for reading my story! Iv'e never wrote about it so this was a nice challenge for me. I'll be honest, there were some tears more than once while writing this. It brought up some powerful emotions for me and it feels good to process it.
I would like to say a BIG thanks to @jerrybanfield for running the Supernatural writing contest, love all your work!!!
Until next time #steemit community!!!
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