It's the truth on my life and I'm still a very
healthy man at 74 ..
I want you all to read this .
And I have hospital proof ..
IT HAPPENED ..
WHY I DO NOT FOLLOW A MAN CREATED RELIGION ..
WHY THE VERY BIBLE'S OLD TESTAMENT WAS FOUND
IN THE DEEP SEA SCROLLS ....
WHY CHRIST DIED AT 85 in KASHMIR ..
And had a daughter called Sara from his legal
wife Mary Magdalene ..
The graves are there I've seen them .. And
Sara went later to the south of France ..
Her blood IS the blood line AND the Holy Grail ..
NOW READ THIS ... IT's THE TRUTH ......
I've Never Forgotten
I was in hospital because of an accident
A minor one I thought~
But I needed an operation
To fix a few things of a sort~
When I woke up after it
I lay thinking all the time
Could not believe the kind of things
That were still within my mind~
I asked the doctor when he came
Did all go alright while I was under~
Nothing happened did it doctor
His answer was no was not a single blunder~
Still I worried about what I thought
About the things I seem then to recall~
So early in the morning a sister came around
And gave her a call~
What happened during my operation
I asked her sincerely~
She sat down and turned off her torch
And she began then to tell me~
This is just between us
She said softly but for sure~
We lost you in there for awhile
You died and stopped breathing dont know what for~
We tried and tried to get you back
But you had gone away~
We thought for reasons unknown
We'd lost another on the day~
Well I told her while I was out
I stood in a room of mist~
It echoed and though I felt at ease
It was a place my soul had never kissed~
A person came towards me
And soon a surprise I had~
He looked at me in both joy and sadness
It was the face of my own dad~
In his own way of speaking
He said what in the blazes are you doing here~
It's not your time my son at all
And he held me oh so dear~
No way I wanted to return
I have never felt so grand~
I felt him brush my hair as he used to do
And then he took me by the hand~
You'v got to go back my son
You have so much more to do~
It's not your time to be here yet
you must go back it's true~
And then a voice that came from everywhere
Echoed in this place of misty cloud~
He has to go back right away
It was compassionate but deep and loud~
I saw my dear Dad fading away
And as he did he replied~
I'll be here when you do come for good
Son take all you come across with love and pride~
I woke up in the recovery room
They said I would be fine~
I had all of this within my memory
And it was so clear within my mind~
The sister told me I had been gone
Longer than any she had known in the past~
That they had done all they could for me
Then you started breathing fine and so fast~
Gasping for breath like you were under water
And just came to the top~
The doctor almost she said had a fit
And could not believe his lot~
No body can hold their breath that long
And you had simply died~
For reasons unknown to all that day
She said I myself almost cried~
We checked you over and over again
You were can fine as fine could be~
No way any would have said a thing
But now that you asked me~
I held her hand and she held mine
And said if you had not of asked my man~
No body would have told you at all
What happened in that longest it seems time span~
She sat and asked so many questions
And I needed to talk it's true~
As the place I went for awhile
Ive never ever remember of being to~
But I do know my very own dad
My best mate ever in my time~
And he told me so lovingly
To go back for awhile and Id be fine~
That I had so much more to do
And now I know the reasons why~
After all this time he is still with me
And still it's not my time to die~
But at least Ive seen that other side
And I fear death not at all~
For I know what it feels like after
I recieve my final call~
Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1977
And if any still wish to follow a man made
Religion ....... Break a leg ...
SECONDLY ....................
The truth so help me .. One night late 1980's I think 1989 check ..
I was in bed with my ex .. The temp was in the 30+ and it suddenly froze ..
My mother stoof life size at the foot of my bed .. My ex saw her and
ran out of the room .. My mother before my ex left said Terry as if to
hear the sound of the name as if she was nursing a baby .. And vanished ..
I soon rang my eldest sister and told her .. She said did I know what
bloody time it was .. And when did I see mum .. I looked at my clock
and said 2..25 am .. My sister said well happy birthday .. I'd forgotten ..
She then cried and said Oh My God its Tuesday .. Whats that got to do with
it I asked .. She crying said Terry you were born on a Tuesday at 2..25 am
In 1942 .. Mum had died 9 years earlier ..I have proof of this should any
require same ..
THIS LIFE is a classroom .. We come we learn and we leave ..
Like in any classroom you do this one and then go to the next..
Those that answer any prays are your missed ever so own ..
And when you get there they move on and you do the same for
yours left in the last class .. There is no TIME where they are..
The curriculum for this class is OPPERSITES .. If you never had
one how could you know the other ..Good Bad Left Right Up Down
EVERYTHING IN THIS LIFE HAS ONE + Hell and Heaven ..
Like it says ... UPON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN .. Heaven is
RIGHT HERE but in a totally different dimension ..
They ARE STILL WITH YOU ..And Yest hey answer prays best they can ..
Your Call .. Be the captain of your OWN SOUL or sell it to a religion ..
I OWN MINE .. Always have always did always will ..
I will NOT BE repeating this .. IT'S YOUR CALL ..
When Jesus said and explained SIN he was referring to HEAVEN as
he said he knew it to be compared to HERE AND NOW ..
CONCENTRATE ON THIS CLASS .. Without RELIGION there'd be no as if
SIN or WARS ..And guess what .. ridding the world of the poor / The
handicapped / The over population is almost on your children's
doorstep .. They have long already begun ..
MUCH LOVE TO YOU and YOURS
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