I shambled forward fighting through the thick fog to keep my eyes open and things straight and open the door. A Eugene police officer stood on my porch and the EMS paramedic was at the bottom of the stairs standing in the grass.
"Something is wrong with me. I'm passing out and I can't stop." I stated. "I need to go in; I need help." The paramedics took my vitals and looked at the police officer oh, I saw an almost imperceptible shaking his head from the officer. I couldn't say anything about the overdose which I knew what was happening on some form of narcotic. I know the mentality of the police and they would have taken me to the Johnson unit and charged me with attempted suicide. The fact that I have been beaten almost to death by the Springfield Police Department January 23rd my son's birthday of 2016 left it so the police did not want to help me in any way or form and actually preferred to have me dead. The attack was actually rather perfect, for the police and the EMS paramedic left me there on my stoop and I knew better than to plead. I went inside my home, my very first house, to die. An hour later I found myself upstairs vomiting violently attempting to fight off the overdose of heroin. I figured out that they must have put it in my coffee before I had taken my coffee outside when I smoked a cigarette and left it outside on my porch and came back an hour later to get it. They were watching everything I did from just a few hundred feet away so when the opportunity came to poison me they jumped on it.
I remember at first when I started hearing Ivan and Nancy's voice. At first I thought somehow someone had hacked into my phone and I was hearing voices coming through my phone, but the truth would be ever more disturbing. The truth, in a supernatural event it's sort of like a Deja Vu or a Daydream that you don't remember once it's gone but once you have another one you remember what the last one was about. That is kind of what happened to me, while I lay in bed I became so weak that I couldn't even talk anymore and told Ivan and Nikki that I was going to teach them how to Mind speak. I had run across people with telepathic abilities several times in my life Sherry from the apartments on Monroe 2001 Doug my good buddy a Vietnam Vectren who live down in Florence who had the most predominant ability of telepathy that I had ever seen before. He was a massive receiver. I was staying at Doug's house on his couch and I had visited him many times and observed him mumbling quietly to himself and conversation while smoking cigarettes and lay in bed . That night I was very stressed between lady that I had and the general Madness of a town that did not want to have a black man take one of their white women who was basically the community's whore off the street. As I thought about the Situation's Doug in the same room with me allowed his mumblings and voices to become loud enough for me to hear. As each and every thought came into my mind two voices one his and one kind of like an alter ego inside of him began talking about what I was thinking about. I laid there amazed after an hour and realize that this man was receiving my thoughts and was having conversation about them. Some are called receivers or senders or some can actually look through other people's eyes, but in Lay terms it's called mind speak. The next day I would have a very powerful and short truthful conversation with Doug the Vietnam vet. Doug you're not mentally ill you have a gift. They laddered you you while you were in Vietnam picking up on the term from the movie Jacob's Ladder and change your brain chemistry brother. You are a telepath and a receiver and you are not ill. Doug looks at me and could tell that every word I was saying was from my heart and the deepest truth that I could share with him as a brother. Something happened in those minutes and seconds when you see someone's Soul rise out of the darkness in myr and begin living again it is a thing to see and that is what happened with Doug. I couldn't believe that it was 30 years later 2003 Florence Oregon and no one had told this man the truth or even tried to help him. That is what I do. I'm the one in the dark that bumps back. The Lord Has Told unto me to bring light and love and truth to the darkest places.
As I write this in real time I am in the second event. Sept 13th 2021 and the voices speaking now want me dead like you would not believe for I am exposing a lie that is ruled and taking people's lives apart for so long. The natives had chosen years ago to select people to teach this skill to and it was never to be used for evil as it is now. The first man who showed me that there was control in the situation was a Hells Angel from Arizona that I was locked up with in 2004 a very good brother. I found him in a sort of trance and his lips were moving and I knew he was talking to someone. I stopped and sat next to him and remarked on this very action as I saw it. He was a big man, lean with huge shoulders, about 6' 3" with blue eyes and blond silver hair and not from here at all. We were at the smoke area at CCC Lane adult corrections Center. I was waiting for my ride out to the forest Work Camp and he was just waiting to go home to Arizona. Makes me wonder right now if he's part of the Cave Creek clubhouse where the Dead In 5 Heartbeats movie by Sonny Barger originated from.
" I was talking to my wife as she walks away; she was here for visiting a little while ago."
" I could tell that you were in communication with someone." I replied.
He looked deep into my eyes, That is the third time you have given me chills Thor." " Who are you?"
I smiled back. " I am here to change everything." I replied.
He leaned back and entered his communication trance and I heard "John." Audibly in my ear. I jumped.
I looked at him in shock. "That was your voice." I blurted out.
As I laid in bed I was verbally talking but as I said my energy had wane so far that I couldn't even move my mouth anymore to speak and such I began speaking without saying anything and that is called mind speak. It is not just general thoughts, but is like having conversation just like a person was right there. Most thoughts are not consolidated into words, this is part of the truth of how it is done, and also the trap that can make a event last longer.
This is the story I told them." I want to tell you about John Brown's cave and cache of weapons and other items that John Brown the abolitionist had hidden in Harpers Ferry and how I found the secret cave in 1986 during the summer in August when it had been so dry that a hidden chamber on an upper route through John Brown's cave. It was deep in the cave I found a small upside down V of granite forming a small opening just large enough for a human to go through and a puddle of water at the end of a very long tunnel pushed through the mud creating an opening. This was a mud cave not a granite cave and it was created by the water flow that moved under the town twisting and turning driving the mud out directly under the cemetery on top of the hill overlooking Harpers Ferry. The cave system at its lowest point held a small underground stream that still flowed. If you stand at the train bridge where the Ohio River and Shenandoah met. Look to your right up to Shenandoah you can follow the train tracks until it comes to a bluff made of old southern red tan mud and behind a couple of boards lay the opening to John Brown's cave. As a young boy I had always loved the stories of John Brown the abolitionist and if one were to read the words of Henry David Thoreau in his essay "Plea for John Brown." You also may find the Great and Powerful stature of a man who is sent he felt to do the right thing by God's hand and free the slaves of the Southern States. As I was saying I found this very small Channel and back upper left quadrant of John Brown's cave that dove down to a very low level and had a small pool of water. I was with an Outward Bound group and we were all using the gas headlamps so I couldn't go through the water without extinguishing my light. I called what I had found back up the line and one of the professional spelunkers with a flashlight head light came down and quickly do through the V and I watched his feet disappear and I followed him next and soon all the other students and staff of The Rock would follow us into this small opening. On the other side of the opening it quickly turned into a tall Channel with mud on either side in the further we got in the deeper the mud was on each side two to three feet thick in a V formation with us at the bottom and about 4 or 5 ft high. You could tell that the water had finally punched through after God knows how many years maybe over 100 and revealed the cavern that we were now walking into. The professional spelunkers were beside themselves in the fact that I had found a cavern that nobody had mapped ever. They tried to shine their flashlights to the ceiling but could not see it only for the granite seem to press together in the top and still the light only touched the tip of them as their tops for lost in the darkness and Gloom of the cavern. I began jumping up and down yelling "Do you know where we are?" Not able to control my excitement. It seems I was the only one of the group who knew the legend of John Brown's cave in the fact that they had never found it and it was a cash full of weapons and money. I knew if we pressed it up into the main part of the cave at one end of the other if one were to dig down you would find guns and silver and gold and other things from over a hundred years ago when John Brown took his secret cave to his grave as they hung him by the neck in front of the fire station not a quarter of a mile from where we were Underground.
"This is John Brown's hidden cave!" The awe of the moment and where we were the evidence of the mud that was feet stick like nowhere else in the cave as if this place had been sealed like a great tomb by the floods in muds and in that all also came fear and the professional spelunkers in the staff turned the class around and we left.
That is the story that I told Ivan and Nancy as I begin a mind speak that would turn into one of the most terrifying ordeals of my life for it would last from November of 2016 until somewhere during the summer of 2017. My doctor Julie and her assistant Josie who are steadfast during this time. And would not just push me off into Mental Illness but listen to my words in my truth and they are the ones who have notes on the event as it continued. Writings from. The Eye of Thor.
I am telling you this now because I am in the second event brought on by the fact that these doors have been opened in my mind since I was poisoned with Heroin. Right now it is being used in an evil way and I have been under attack physically and psychologically and spiritually by these people but now they have no strength over me for I walk with God Sai Baba is my teacher and you will not know until you see the Lord to Shirdi where you shall now be and I'm speaking to those were listening cuz they have to.
