donderdag 28 maart 2013

Out of this world!


Witness X

Out of this world!


On Saturday 7 april 2007 I witnessed a special event, an event where I actually want to think as little as possible! But for this little book I want to tell this event again because that event also lies at the base of major changes in the life of Rudy. It is also the thread in which he will bring you the whole story and because it is simply the truth.

Easter weekend about 12 h when leaving a department store in ghent (belgium) Rudy was approached by an old woman. The old woman asked if whether he wanted to accept the plant from her, the little plant which they had been given at the cash register on the occasion of the Easter weekend, give to him because they could do nothing with the small plant.

Rudy said, but no that's your little plant place it somewhere in the kitchen and give it some water and enjoy it. (That day everyone got a succulent plant with yellow flowers, kalanchoe called)

Then came she just for Rudy, and they started a bizarre and long story. They talked about a weird world, a pit where they sunken was but not drowned. She was married and had twoo children what they could have saved yet, she had them somewhere between sliders an so they were saved.

She told that all we see every day there actually is not, and rolling pattern as we know it by father, mother, etc. does not exist (she suggested that our world is going on in our minds). She said that she was punished because they had done bad things and that they therefore is here to stay. They had to go to a so-called school there were other children sat but which are not really were, she said she has seen children from substance see appear and they back in dust.

She spoke about "They", they can all forms even trees, the trees could even faces. Rudy looked according to her out as a religious figure, a kind of god with blonde curls.

They also talked about a man who said what is and is not allowed and that that of father, mother, family and thus actually all not really was, that there are actually no band is and that things came out of nowhere.

When she was telling her story we could bring, there's really not much between I stood there listening and knew not what actually happened to us, I even found that they stopped to leave us a little further so they could tell. Somewhere, I think it is a scary story ...

They did have a loud voice but sometimes I also had the impression that the people just saw us and not that woman.

Rudy was just thinking the same as me, we thought first to a severely demented old woman. She said she could do nothing with the plant that they had given us and that we did not need to thank for her there.

When we go out Rudy wished her have a nice day which they directly answered that we went to a better place than they do. I saw her between two parked cars go and it seemed just as if they wanted to put a key in the keyhole to open the door. What then happened before our eyes is the most bizarre to the whole story, they dissolved into the ether without any trace.

In that car, we suddenly see two children of about eleven years, a boy with black hair in the front and a girl with blonde long hair behind in the car, it seemed as if they were playing tag and when we played both children laughed with an almost heavenly came closer and peaceful smile. I have even wondered if they when not one of those two children was?

I can imagine me how that woman there actually looked like and not what they had in contrast with what Rudy still sees every day. It's like that consciously done is that I would remember her, only portions of her story. The story is more important than the person who it came up saying I think!

Rudy told me afterwards that he would have in normal circumstances to those children asked if they had seen that old woman also, but something was stronger than we may think because the only thing we could do is in the car and leave.

(On Saturday 7 april 2007 I was approached by an old woman, what followed is actually a story which has no place in our thinking. The witness who here brings the story to continue to remain anonymous)

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