[Ff--150]

While in the Navy in '75, while going to avionics school near Memphis, a shipmate was taking me to Memphis to see my future wife. On a dark, deserted road a reddish-orange light about the size of a baseball zipped past.

Sitting beside me was a linebacker-sized shipmate who flew into my lap in the backseat. To say he was scared witless is an understatement.

My shipmates in front asked what in the *&## was wrong with him, and I squeaked, "That #@%^ light!!!!!!!!!!"

What light??! they asked, baffled. The man in my lap related what light for about an hour, gratefully scrambling out my lap, and loosening that bear-hug so I can write this today.

Years later I told this to my now-deceased neighbor who was in WWII, and worked on the B-29 that bombed Nagasaki, to which he repied, "You know, I've never told anyone myself, but in '44 I was station in Dennison, Texas, and one night the same thing happened to me." He saw an orange light fly by his car on a dark, lonely road himself--while his passenger slept. LOL!

[Quix]

i HAVE 0.0000% DOUBT about the truthfulness of what you're sharing.

Should be interesting to find out in eternity from God's perspective what all was going on with all these 'realities,' dimensions, events, phenomena etc.

And then, to forget all this cr*p and get on with the business of ruling and reigning with Christ over countless galactic clusters and endless ages.

But this bootcamp can sure be interesting at times!

. . . after the manner of the Chinese curse . . .

MAY you live in interesting times. . . .