This was another profound experience; it all started when I saw images that I was in some sort of area that looked like the suburbs; it could have been any suburb but the house and neighborhood looked like some of the ones I saw in Arizona; but it could have also been in Queens in New York City, or even in New Jersey. All I know I was new to the neighborhood and staying at a relative’s house.
I was on the second floor of the house, looking out the window when the storm took place. It was an electrical storm and lightning was striking the open ground destroying everything it hit.
Then all of a sudden, I saw that there were high power lines appearing in the neighborhood. It was a sight to see the power line towers with the powerlines running from tower to tower just appearing one by one as though they were summoned.
Another strange thing happened, I started to see the earth rotate while I stood in place. The neighborhood was rotating as the earth was rotating on its axis. Yet my point of observation remained stationary.
The houses and powerlines all rotated past the house that I was in, with me looking out the upper floor window observing the environment rotating under me.
Then things went back to normal, the earth rotating was not noticeable any more. However, the lightning started to strike the powerlines. When the lightning struck the power lines you could see the high voltage from the falling power lines and lighten mingling, falling down, destroying everything in its path. While the neighborhood’s residents were scrambling to find shelter from the storm.
My aunt got nervous and decided that we should get away from the storm. She told everyone to get in the car.
The car was one of those 1967 classic Cadilac Convertibles. We all jumped in the car and with my aunt she started driving away from the house to get away from the storm.
She was driving throughout the neighborhood; she didn’t leave it. She was just driving from place to place. I was wondering if my aunt knew what she was doing. I asked her does she even have a place to take us too.
She drove around, until she decided to go back to the house. But she didn’t want to take the chance of parking the classic Cadilac convertible in the yard in case the powerline that passed through the yard fall down, hit and destroy the car.
She parked the car on the street a couple of blocks away from the house on the corner of a street where the powerlines were not present.
Everyone in the car got out and walked back to the house. I was the last one to exit the car. When I was walking back to the house, on the block where the car was parked. There were some neighborhood teenagers. They saw that I was new to the neighborhood; and being a new kid in the neighborhood, I was getting the new kid treatment.
The neighborhood teens wanted me to play a game of basketball. But I haven’t played basketball in years. I didn’t want to play, I didn’t want to put up with the aggravation of feeling the soreness that comes with activity that you suddenly start doing after not doing it for a long time.
I declined to join in the basketball game. But as I was walking, one of them threw the basketball while my back was turned to them. But I caught the ball before it hit the small of my back.
But when the basketball touched my hands, it turned into a football. I turned around and tossed the football back to the teens… I didn’t perceive any more interaction with the teens after I tossed back the football..
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