I would like to share an experience I had with you a few months ago, shortly before I lost my computer.
I have told it to many, and they brush off the most important part that i know anyone in this group will take a much bigger meaning to.
I was in the middle of moving out of my ex's house to another apartment. I was supposed to be moving in after my second job that night. I was also supposed to take a co-worker and friend home from work that night. Because my car was so full i stopped by my new place and dropped off just the contents of the passenger seat. After my first job, i proceeded to my second, where the friend i had was being very childish and ignorant. I told her to find another ride.
At the end of my shift at four o'clock in the morning, I started to drive, just to be able to relax and get away-i used to do this frequently. 50 miles away one way was my parents house, i decided to go the other way. an hour of driving in the pitch black Alaskan night went by, and i was calmed, so i pulled over and turned around, heading back towards my new apartment that i did not want to be in. on the way back, there were several times that i blinked too hard, too long and saw (always far enough away for me to avoid) headlights coming around the corner up ahead. when i got into the city limits, i was so relieved. I sighed and shut my eyes for a brief second. When i opened them an exit sign was in front of my face. I swerved the car, seeing some phantom thing to my left, i swerved again, seeing the guardrail, i swerved again-this time too far. i shut my eyes and did nothing but relax. i don't know how or why, i simply knew i would be ok and i just had to wait for the car to stop flying.
after four lanes, a ten meter ditch and a roll in both vertical and horizontal directions, i skidded to a stop on the other side of the highway upside down. my airbag did not deploy. i did not touch the guard rail on the other side. i put my hand above me to my windshield and slowly unbuckled myself. i crawled out the only exit i could-my passenger door that was free of all of my stuff.
when i crawled out, i looked over the guardrail. it was a hill. a very very steep hill that was at least 100 meters tall. my car stopped less than a hand's width away from the already partially broken guard rail.
my injuries:
two pricks on my hand where i laid my hand into the glass to unbuckle myself.
a small cut across my heart from the pendant i was wearing. My baphomet.
the doctor that saw me later had driven past the accident that morning, and asked me how i was alive. i just smiled. she said "someone is watching out for you." i simply replied "i know"
****if you are going to comment do not tell me i shouldnt have been driving so late- i know. do not tell me i was reckless or irresponsible or anything else. believe me, i have done my penance.
i know who was watching out for me, and if you are thankful for them being there, then thank them. i know i spent the next hours afterwards doing so, but i dont believe i ever can enough. i am never thankful enough towards what the Gods do for me, and for others. i simply hope others will take from this only to be thankful for everything that the Gods do for us all..
ave satanas
I have told it to many, and they brush off the most important part that i know anyone in this group will take a much bigger meaning to.
I was in the middle of moving out of my ex's house to another apartment. I was supposed to be moving in after my second job that night. I was also supposed to take a co-worker and friend home from work that night. Because my car was so full i stopped by my new place and dropped off just the contents of the passenger seat. After my first job, i proceeded to my second, where the friend i had was being very childish and ignorant. I told her to find another ride.
At the end of my shift at four o'clock in the morning, I started to drive, just to be able to relax and get away-i used to do this frequently. 50 miles away one way was my parents house, i decided to go the other way. an hour of driving in the pitch black Alaskan night went by, and i was calmed, so i pulled over and turned around, heading back towards my new apartment that i did not want to be in. on the way back, there were several times that i blinked too hard, too long and saw (always far enough away for me to avoid) headlights coming around the corner up ahead. when i got into the city limits, i was so relieved. I sighed and shut my eyes for a brief second. When i opened them an exit sign was in front of my face. I swerved the car, seeing some phantom thing to my left, i swerved again, seeing the guardrail, i swerved again-this time too far. i shut my eyes and did nothing but relax. i don't know how or why, i simply knew i would be ok and i just had to wait for the car to stop flying.
after four lanes, a ten meter ditch and a roll in both vertical and horizontal directions, i skidded to a stop on the other side of the highway upside down. my airbag did not deploy. i did not touch the guard rail on the other side. i put my hand above me to my windshield and slowly unbuckled myself. i crawled out the only exit i could-my passenger door that was free of all of my stuff.
when i crawled out, i looked over the guardrail. it was a hill. a very very steep hill that was at least 100 meters tall. my car stopped less than a hand's width away from the already partially broken guard rail.
my injuries:
two pricks on my hand where i laid my hand into the glass to unbuckle myself.
a small cut across my heart from the pendant i was wearing. My baphomet.
the doctor that saw me later had driven past the accident that morning, and asked me how i was alive. i just smiled. she said "someone is watching out for you." i simply replied "i know"
****if you are going to comment do not tell me i shouldnt have been driving so late- i know. do not tell me i was reckless or irresponsible or anything else. believe me, i have done my penance.
i know who was watching out for me, and if you are thankful for them being there, then thank them. i know i spent the next hours afterwards doing so, but i dont believe i ever can enough. i am never thankful enough towards what the Gods do for me, and for others. i simply hope others will take from this only to be thankful for everything that the Gods do for us all..
ave satanas
