| 3.7-1 Mind Set - Something's Going On |
As one may have seen up to this point, a revolution has taken place in my own
mind. Seeds that must have been sown in my mind a long time ago have been
growing and growing and have finally come to fruition. Problems I must have
been thinking of are suddenly being solved.
Not only that but the great confuser himself is now declared dead. A great feat
indeed. And to think this all occurred in the small town of Buena Vista, Puerto
Rico. On that day it truly was Buena Vista. On that day it truly lived up to its
name. On that day I had the best view of the world one could ever hope to have.
I finally saw through Satan's deception. I finally saw a way out. I was now the
happiest, most peaceful person on earth, for I knew Satan was finally being
outcast.
Furthermore, a strange spinning sensation had begun inside my head ever since
I awoke screaming the acclamation. The spinning felt like a ring of electricity
running around the perimeter of my brain. It wasn't dizziness. It was just a ring of
electricity about my head with a one-second revolution time. It brought the most
loving feeling I have ever had as well as total trust, total belief, total peace, and
no fear.
From this point on the remainder of my story becomes unbelievable, at times
even to myself. But even if I am the only one who believes all of the events and
coincidences I am about to relate to you, I am the one who witnessed them all, I
am the one and the only one who must carry the belief. It only brings to mind the
adage that until you walk in someone else's shoes you really cannot judge them
because you really will never know "their story". You will only know your own
story and I will only know mine.
At times I was choosing never to write about any of the occurrences. At times I
wanted to write everything. For months I kept swinging between the two choices
and I finally settled on one choice; I will write only to tell the story. I feel I do not
have the right to keep the story to myself no matter how I personally feel about it.
So, I write for the sake of the story and for the sake of the request.
I must say that I know where I was, I know who I was with, I know who I was, and I
know what was taking place. I also know that what happened to me could have
happen to any of you. And, as I said earlier, what happened is only for me to
decide and others to ponder because it was in my shoes (or bare feet or some
borrowed slippers as the case may be) that the events unfolded.
Mind you that the words I use won't be the exact words of all conversations which
took place, for a bundle of English, Spanish, and German words came forth out
of my head and across my lips and an abundance of words, English, Spanish,
and German, came into my ears. But, I do remember the basic gist of all of the
conversations and I remember well, all of the actions that unfolded. The timing
of the major events are also well placed but the timing of some of the minor
events may well have come before or after the time I attribute to them. The story
however is very much unadulterated. Keep in mind though that I am human and
humans are not perfect, so I didn't record everything perfectly. Keep this in mind
as well: I have not fictionalized any of the story for the sake of telling a story. All
that I will relate to you is truth.
Now, back to the van and my journey south to San Juan, Puerto Rico from
Humacao. Or is that Puerto Rico, San Juan; I'm just a bit confused. But off to the
concert I must go.
World Turned Upside Down