Hi everybody

Hello, my name is Isaac, thought I'd drop in and register an account to see what kind of crowd you guys have here.



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Why thank you, Saved !

I'm interested in all sorts of things lately.

I had an experience that made me think I'm Jesus

GUYL22 said:

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Thank you much, I will be here from time to time, but I also frequent other forums as well.

Just looking to make friends at the minute

It's funny how life turns out sometimes, isn't it ?

Just think, all this time I was convinced god hated me.

Hahahahaha

So, ....I had a remission from cancer back in February.

Brain and lung cancer to be exact.

Happened in one night too

Was sitting in my house, waiting to die, and out of nowhere, something happened to me.

I wrote about it on a blog, but you won't be able to see the link to it for a few more posts.

But that was only the beginning of the story that unfolded.........

So, when it happened ( That night ) I thought I was about to die, but I didn't.

After some very strange things happened, I decided to get online and go to a forum I frequent sometimes ( Godlike productions ) so I could at least try to tell somebody what had happened.

I don't have any family left, and it happened at about 1 or 2 am, so I didn't know who else to tell, except ...anybody, really.

So I got on the forum, and typed up a post talking about what I had just experienced.

Somebody asked me if I had ever heard of the " MJ-12 "

I hadn't.

So I looked it up on Wikipedia.

There was a gentleman named " Detlev Wulf Bronk " listed as one of the members of the Majestic Twelve.

I thought to myself, " This is strange....I have a picture of my great-uncle " Wulf " that my mother had shown me once, told me he was a " very smart man ", and it looks just like this person " Detlev Wulf Bronk " that was in this MJ-12 program . "

But my mother never said anything about the MJ-12.

......strange....very strange.

But it got much stranger then that...

My mother worked in a Catholic Jesuit-funded virology lab that he oversaw when she was pregnant with me. She didn't know who he was.

But they knew who she was.

I was also born at the same facility

7-23-72

Georgetown Medical center

....so after I figured this out, by doing some research on Detlev Bronk, who was an amazing scientist, founder of the field of bio-physics, etc

So, I thought, " Very strange, for me to come close to death....then to learn this....."

It was not something I had known about before.

But really that was just the start of it, for things became far stranger....

Anyhoo....I was born in this Catholic Jesuit Facility, same one mom worked at, oddly enough, at approximately 3:15 in the morning.

Which is odd in itself, because July 22nd is known as " pi approximation day ".

That means I was born at approximately 3:15 in the morning after midnight of pi approximation day.

Pi is the ratio of the diameter to the circumference of a circle, just in case you were wondering.

3.1415926535897932384626433....( Goes to infinity )

So that was a little strange that I had never noticed that before.

At least, you'd think it odd if it happened to you.

A little bible trivia you may have not been aware of, ~the mathematical constant " pi " is encoded in Genesis 1:1 .

But even stranger, was the day and method of my conception, and also who my biological father was.

I was conceived on my mother's birthday, which was Election day, November 2nd, by a rape.

My biological father, who I never met, was from France, and was part of a " secret society " that practiced " black magick " and " Hurt children ", this was the only information I had ever been given about him, aside from learning of a meeting that my grandfather had with his parents, they were diplomats from France. But aside from that, the two families never ever got together again.

Apparently the group was called the Priory of Sion, you may have heard of them.I did not know his name, and growing up, I was hidden from him and the group he was with, this was accomplished byhaving me raised in seclusion, for the most part.

His identity was fiercely protected, not one person, even people that knew my mother in the late 60's/early 70's, had a clue who he was, and she would get very upset if ever asked.

I myself didn't learn these things about him until after my mother had passed.

So, anyway, these are all things that seem to have popped up in the first weeks after my healing.

Initially after it happened, during the first week, I fasted for days, could not sleep for long at all, and ended up passing my cancer out of my body.

The night it happened, some things were revealed to me that I had been oblivious to.

But I'll get to that part of the story soon enough.

I want to tell you about the avatar picture of the white horse, and where it comes from.

I started, out of a nagging curiosity, to research my mother's lineage because it seemed there was something strange going on.

Mind you, I'm a recluse, I work from home, and had just been waiting to die, I had cut almost all contact with everybody, have no kids or family, and very few friends, so I had plenty of time to pour into the effort.

I found that my mother's side of the family came from an area in Lower Saxony, which is called " Niedersachsen ", and the crest of the white horse if from that area.

My last name is " Nieters ", btw.

I seem to recall that a promise was made in Genesis 21:12 that these descendants of Abraham would be called the sons of Isaac.

What's strange about that, is that " sachsen " means " Saxon ", which has various meanings according to who you ask, blade, spear, dagger, etc, but if you dig deeper, it's thought that Saxon's is actually meant to mean " Son's of Isaac ".

And my name is Isaac !

Whoda thunkit, right ?

So then somebody mentioned a birthmark to me, on this forum I go to, and even though I have various moles and spots and such, like we all do, I never really considered myself to have any sort of distinguishable birthmarks, nor have I ever been interested in these things.

But lo and behold, there are these little spots on both sides of my chest, they look like spots of blood, and the group on the left-hand side turned out to be the exact representation of the constellation of Orion the hunter, with Orion's belt located near my left nipple, and the belt points to two spots on the other side of my chest.

Which is funny, because in the night sky,Orion's belt points to Sirius A and B, which just also happens to be on my chest.

If you drew a line through Sirius A and B on my chest, and a line through Orion's belt on the other side, the two lines intersect over my heart.

Even funnier, is that I never noticed this !

Alnitak, Alnilam and Mintaka are the three stars, they are refereed to as the 3 wise men in the bible, [FONT=Verdana, Sans-Serif]point directly to Osiris's star in the east, Sirius (Sothis), signification of the birth of Christ.[/FONT]

I think they're mentioned in Job 38:31-33, "Can you bind the beautiful Pleiades? Can you loose the cords of Orion ? "

I started to wonder , " Could it have anything to do with my great-uncle in the MJ-12 , and my mother's and father's bloodlines "? "

I remembered the one thing my father ever sent to my mother, was a postcard from France, it said " Hello, goodbye " in French, and had two stamps.

One of a stag, and one of three Fleur de Lis.

I found that very interesting, because the symbol of the stag has rich meaning in respect to Christianity and it's history, but also because, oddly enough, the drink Jaegermeister comes from Lower Saxony as well, and the word means " Master of the hunt ", or " Hunt master ".

Maybe just a coincidence I have Orion the hunter on my chest.

The Fleur de Lis has rich history too, but if you want to learn about the stag and the Fleur de Lis, Wikipedia is a good place to start, unfortunately I can't post links to any sources, or any of the photos I have to share with you.

Anyway,....I was still in awe at my cancer going away, and was also quite skeptical and confused about these things I was finding out.

But things just got stranger from there, much stranger.

Thanks for the welcome , Jess

I have more to share, things were just starting to get interesting.

This started back in February, btw.

Mind you, I was never the type to consider myself religious, but was a student of many philosophies and wise people, Jesus, Buddha, etc, you get the picture.

Been to Lutheran schools, Episcopalian schools, Catholic schools, etc, mainly for being a hellion when I was a kid.

Didn't come from a religious background, but mom was well aware of Jesus and his teachings, she even gave me a copy of the Gospel of the Essenes when I was a kid.

I've even walked everywhere my entire life, sometimes even wearing the sandals I was raised in. Never had a car or a driver's license.

I tasted wealth and poverty, and chose to live a life of poverty and asceticism, because the intrinsic value in life comes from the lessons we derive from our experiences, and a poor life is indeed rich with experience and lessons.

But anyway, ... in the course of preparing for my death, which happened over a few years time as I became aware of my illness, I did ask Jesus and god to come into my life, purely out of the sheer sadness and anger I had inside.

It was out of desperation, like many. I felt like the biggest piece of garbage on the planet for a long time, and people will treat you according to how you treat yourself, unfortunately, so the problem becomes a vicious cycle in my life.

Nothing happened for me, or so at least I thought, like many of us do when we overlook god's work in our lives.

But something I did a lot while I was waiting to die, was soul-searching, because even though I can't say for sure what happens when we pass, I know that this life is illusory in nature, at best.

I felt I was to work on forgiving the people who I held long-standing resentments against, because I didn't want to die with those attachments, and also to work to forgive myself, because many of us loath ourselves, and we project this into the world around us instead of dealing with it.

It becomes our living hell, and we see our enemies everywhere we turn.

I didn't want to die like that.

It took a while because these things become so deeply ingrained in us they are hard to see, and much harder to change.

So, the point I'm making here, is that I rectified all these horrible things, not only through god's help, but through the sheer want of it.

I knew I was still going to die, as I never sought medical treatment, even one time, but I was going to die a happy man, for either I found god, or god found me, but somehow we found each other.

I was living with an old friend, renting a room, and without warning, in December, he moved out and left the house to me.

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But he left certain things in the house before he left, and although they made no sense to me at the time, after my healing they stood out like a sore thumb.

I'll tell you about them in the next post, along with some of the things that happened to me when I first ventured from my house after my healing, which was about 2 or so weeks.

( This all was previous to February of this year )

Anyway, I'm trying to think of what to tell you about next....*thinks to self*...I know it all sounds very odd, but put yourself in my ...sandals.

Ahh, ok, ....so, taking into consideration these strange things I was learning about myself and my family, I was a little shook up, because it was seemingly pointing to something that made no sense.

There seemed to be a theme that was popping up.

I hadn't left my house, because I was starting to get a little frightened after some anonymous people on these two forums I go to, started telling me things about my family that only I could have known.

Highly personal stuff, but they also knew where I live, they even knew about things I have in my house pertaining to my father, which nobody knows about.

They had my attention, that's for sure.

There's no way they could have known these things, because I am a nobody and a nothing, I hardly even exist in the " system ".

I was just another forgotten piece of human detritus that fell through the cracks of society.

Or so I thought, ....like many of us do.

But they told me, among other things, to be hot/cold,...and when I asked what I am supposed to be doing, they told me " Sharpening my sword ".

I hope you guys don't mind me telling you my story, I just need some friends.

Let me think for a while to compose my next post.

Thank you for the warm welcome, Ruth D