Another experience happened when I was a little older, perhaps fourteen or fifteen. I used to have playful wrestling matches with
two other boys. One day we were talking about wrestling, and got on the subject of the world-famous wrestling hold called "the sleeper hold." The hold would knock an opponent out by cutting off blood circulation to the brain.
Anyway, we all wondered what it would be like to be knocked out. FD was
the strongest of the three and the third boy was afraid, so I agreed to
let FD knock me out with a bear-hug.
We went outside and he gave me the strongest bear-hug I've ever experienced. I couldn't breathe and soon became unconscious. It was like waking from a dream; this world was a dream and I awoke to a reality more real and vivid than
this world was. I saw the illusion of this existence on earth dispelled! It faded away and I didn't regret it.
Soon I found myself in the "real" world in a huge city that I already
My memory seemed to return--yes, I had gone to sleep and dreamed of a little place called "earth" and now I was awake. "That was a silly dream," I thought, and I soon forgot all about "earth." I continued my life, just like it was
before I fell asleep. I lived in that fantastic city for years and years--centuries it seemed. I lived there so long that I completely forgot about earth. For hundreds of years I had forgotten earth.
If someone asked me about it, I couldn't remember, since I had left it
so long ago.
Then one day I was walking to the store. Suddenly I became confused, losing my sense of direction, and I felt myself falling. Abruptly I opened my eyes only to see strange leaves, the sky, and FD and the other boy looking at me!
Where was I now? How did I get here? What happened? Then I remembered: hundreds of years ago, I fell asleep and found myself here. This place was called "earth" and was a part of a weird dream. I must have fallen asleep again.
Slowly my earthly memory returned. I asked the boys how long I had been unconscious. They said only a few minutes.
They asked me what happened, and I told them I didn't want to talk about
Wow, that's so cool, right?! Isn't that one of the wildest things you've ever heard? I
know that in my own dreams, I'll sometimes be living in a city that I
know well, but it's nowhere I've been to on Earth, at least in this
lifetime. But it seems totally normal that I'm living there.
Is it possible that we could be living multiple lives at a time on
different planets or planes or existence? Or maybe the lives we live
aren't our own and we can just pop in and out at will. The "we" isn't
our human self. It's the consciousness that moves in and out of the
human body. That explains why we pop out of the body during times of
great trauma and death.
My friend, Blake, shared a similar experience with me, which I asked
him to share with YouTube. I'll post that below. (The "Heather" he's
referring to is me.)
Isn't that interesting? Blake has had a lot of really cool