From: panks@sdf.lonestar.org   
      
   I wanted to share my story with your audience. I believe it is a   
   fascinating story about my encounters with the spirit world. I have no   
   adequate explanation for them, nor do my parents. I'm not sure what   
   they represent, or if they are hallucinations, but they appear real.   
      
   I am at a loss to explain why I have seen angels, ghosts, UFOs and   
   disincarnated entities for over 7 years now. Such entities have included:   
      
   [a] Allen, my father's father.   
      
   [b] Jeff Moritz, the former Flagstaff Peace Officer.   
      
   [c] Robert Martin, the former DPS Peace Officer.   
      
   [c] Ann, my mother's mother and my grandmother.   
      
   [d] James, my mother's father and my grandfather.   
      
   [e] "Susan", a guardian angel who first visited me in October 1995.   
      
   [f] A Siberian Husky, who first appeared the evening my grandmother   
       past away (in late-July 2002)   
      
   [g] My unborn daughter, who has appeared frequently since October 2000.   
      
   [h] Lindsey Chainhalt, who first appeared to me last month.   
      
   [i] John Candy, the comedian from various movies   
      
   [j] Walter Payton, the NFL athlete from the Chicago Bears   
      
   [k] An untold number of ghosts and other apparitions, usually in   
       graveyards, cemeteries and sometimes during church.   
      
   [l] At least three distinct encounters with angels, two in Flagstaff and   
       one while in Paradise Valley.   
      
   [m] One unknown UFO encounter, August 2000, flying overhead   
       south-southwest at a low altitude, absolutely silent and with no   
       engine noise whatsoever.   
      
   These UFOs flew in formation to form a "triangle", at least seven of them   
   were present and they distinctly resembled flying saucers seen on   
   television shows and other UFO reports worldwide.   
      
   I have also experienced at least two OBEs and one NDE, where I entered   
   into a bright light and was shown flashes of my life while on earth. This   
   transpired while I had briefly fallen asleep, and then I was returned to   
   my body at the top of my head, to which I received a tremendous jolt and   
   gasped for breath. When I finally became oriented again, I felt tense and   
   not relieved at all. I did not discuss this with anyone because I felt I   
   was losing my mind, or part of my mind.   
      
   Additionally, I experienced a vision in a dream-like state in which an   
   angel with a flowing gown brought my unborn daughter to my side, and asked   
   her when she would like to come to Earth. She was unsure, so the angel   
   smiled at me and they reentered the light and then the vision and dream   
   faded away into oblivion.   
      
   In July of 2002, right before my grandmother passed away, I had a strange   
   dream in which a funeral was taking place and I saw a rose-wood coffin in   
   the center of a church. There were many people there, and Nana (my   
   grandmother) was lying in the casket holding a black rose. This was   
   exactly one week prior to when she did pass away, in July 2002.   
      
   As well as the Siberian Husky encounter, I went on a walk the day of her   
   passing and she kept trying to communicate to me during my long walk   
   around Flagstaff. I walked from my apartment complex over to Target, and   
   then around the graveyard near the back of target (I usually prayed at the   
   statue of Jesus and Mary in the back of the graveyard; I believe it is   
   called "Cavalry Cemetery").   
      
   When I prayed there, I asked Nana for help and advice. She said that she   
   "loved me", and asked that I go to the end of a long road, near a bench,   
   and   
   there I would find a gift. I followed her instructions (she sounded very   
   far away, and I could barely understand her), I went to the bench I   
   thought she was telling me about and found a Cabbage Patch doll sitting on   
   the bench. It was a simple Cabbage Patch doll, wearing a yellow outfit and   
   diapers. It must have rained recently, because the bench was still soggy   
   and the doll was as well. I went home and told my friend about   
   this, and we took the doll home. In fact, I still have the doll to   
   this day. I'm not sure why my grandmother led me to this doll, or what   
   significance it has in my life (if any).   
      
   In September of 2003, I also had another dream, in which I was walking   
   through Nana and Hoppo's house looking for them. The entire house was void   
   of people, and as I was looking around, I remember in the dream that I   
   looked up at the grandfather clock in the living room and it struck 9 p.m.   
   As it was sounding the chimes, the phone rang in the dream, and I rushed   
   to pick it up. No one was there, however.   
      
   In a later dream, just before my grandfather, James, passed away,   
   I had yet another dream in which my grandmother tried to call me on the   
   telephone and was attempting to explain something to me, but I couldn't   
   understand her. I still have no idea what she was attempting to   
   communicate, but she appeared more lively than at any point during the   
   past fifteen years.   
      
   I have also experienced several psychic "flashes" of information, all of   
   which have come true to some degree. Before she and I broke up, in March   
   of 2003 (after over two years together), I had a strange psychic flash   
   that I would be sleeping alone in my bed in Flagstaff, that it would be   
   the spring of 2003, and that my friend and I would no longer be friends.   
   This came true. I also had another psychic "flash" 6 months later, in   
   which   
   my friend's father raised a glass in toast to me at some sort of wedding,   
   which (from the flash) appeared to take place in the near future. However,   
   he was toasting me, not anyone else, which led me to infer that from this   
   psychic flash I may be picking up information from an event in the cosmic   
   stream that has yet to occur.   
      
   I don't know what all of these experiences mean, nor do I understand them   
   at all. I don't have adequate explanations for why ghosts, as well as   
   deceased individuals, feel the need to communicate to me on a daily basis.   
   I find it unsettling, to say the least. I feel as though I am a conduit   
   for communication between the living world and the spirit world, and I   
   don't want to be. I don't need to communicate with them, because they   
   are always attempting to communicate with me. I have experienced these   
   things even while on medication for schizophrenia and depression, and   
   they have not disappeared in the least.   
      
   Are my experiences real, or am I hallucinating yet again?   
      
   Sincerely,   
      
   Paul Allen Panks   
   dunric@yahoo.com   
   from Phoenix   
      
      
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