I was fine. After the last stage, I stood in a dark fog. I was in nothing”. Sela Ward is often quoted as being for or against this. I was fine. It is quite dark, I can’t see anything,”I said. Look around, if you see a door”, said Theresa. My eyes searched one of the outlines Door, after a beam or something.
Yes, I can see the outline of a door.”please go through. “” Then you come into a garden. “I’m in the garden”, I said. You can look around you here alone, until you want to go further. What do you see?”is the garden beautiful.” describe what you see.”I see a pond, where my dog jumps around. The water splashes from a stream. I see huge colorful flower bushes and beautiful strange plants.
One of these shrubs have flowers such as daffodils, just much bigger and you smell so insanely good. I see a meadow with small daisies and violets and other small flowers, I don’t know. “It’s quite quiet.” what are you doing now?”I lie in the grass and in the water raging.”Do you see a way or a door?”, watch my dog, Theresa asked.” I looked around me. Everything is green and beautiful and far.”Yes – there, I see a way.” go along the way, if you ready are.” Slowly I looked at still very carefully this enchanting garden, then I made me curious on the way. I’m now on the way.” I ran barefoot and my toes drilled in dry warm sand. It was an indescribable feeling. I ran though, felt but weightless. Right and left of the way was a grain field. The grain was almost as high as I. Left behind the box, was to see a forest. So I went further in this way, until he is picked. The trail forks now”, I said. “Theresa replied: you can choose which way you want to go.” The right had a different floor.
The Earth looked very dark and damp. Even the weather seemed on the right track to be worse. The left, however, seemed just as friendly, warm and soft to continue. “I chose the left and said: I want the left”, and went on. So I continued curiously always and enjoyed this crazy feeling of weightless”, the Sun and lightness.
Suddenly I was standing in a dark forest, and I was back in the Nothing”. “Theresa asked me: do you see anything?” I had the feeling, not able to be, to answer back and think many minutes have given no answer to her. Instead I fell like in a vortex of air. “I turned upside down and saw only jumbled images, moving around me, then I heard a sudden loud bangs and said: I hear loud bangs, – Schusse-, I think.” There was however no matter. It went bad not really good, but also not. Just everything was incredibly indifferent to me. There was silence after the shooting again. And long time nothing happened.
Theresa asked several times if I am missing something. I wasn’t however able to answer back. After so probably a few minutes had passed, I was in a meadow, lush and green, without flowers it was autumn. I lay on her back with bent legs and my hands were boring in the warm juicy grass. I could smell the Earth and the grass and looked into the blue sky. “Theresa again asked: do you see anything?” I’m on a meadow in a Valley and see many hills around me. On the hills surrounding forests are.” “She asked: are you a man or a woman?” I stood up and looked down at me and couldn’t believe my eyes. What I saw there frightened me terribly. I was a man, very thin and long. And a horribly dirty wore dark pants and a jacket as dirty. My eyes slid over my hairy thin long fingers and I thought she was directly under my eyes to make sure I really see them. I had huge male hands, which were dark hairs on the back of the hand. Then I looked at my face with her hands and felt a full beard. I had black slightly longer hair and a full beard. I have received the evidence, and in this return more information much much about my life, back when Richard. I have written more in the book “The meadow to the afterlife”, available at: the unconscious of the people offers untapped knowledge! One A grandiose experience with a very positive impact on my life in General was to make repatriation.
Over 200 stories and novels span all popular genres such as detective, Western, adventure, fantasy, science fiction and romance novels about 200 stories and novels span all popular genres such as detective, Western, adventure, fantasy, science fiction and what is generally overlooked romance novels”, L. Ron Hubbard once remarked, is the fact that my writing financed research.” And although he is better known for what finally came out this research about the human mind, his novels and stories but never forgotten. “After he had published between 1929 and 1941 full 15 million words, the name L. Ron Hubbard during the 1930s was literally a synonym for popular fiction or how it the friend and Frederik Pohl colleague of the writer expressed: in the moment in which appeared Ron’s stories on the newsstand, they were part of the cultural heritage of each fans.” More than 200 stories and novels span all popular genres: Detective, Western, adventure, fantasy, science fiction and romance novels. This cultural heritage was indeed rich. Learn more at this site: Margaret Loesser Robinson.
L. Ron Hubbard’s primary market was reasonably during this years pulps (entertainment literature). These pulps which are named after the pulpwood, on which they were printed, were the most popular literary publications of the time. Actually their influence with about 30 million regular readers was quite unique, a quarter of the American population until television came. But when the pulps in the first place were a popular instrument, they were not without literary value. Among other things, writers began their careers in magazines such as Argosy, astounding science fiction, Black Mask, and five novels monthly. Among them were people like Raymond Chandler, Dashiell Hammett, Edgar Rice Burroughs and Robert Heinlein, which became well-known writers..
