George’s Jesus and Moses Moment on a Mountain Top. Or. My Supernatural Experience with Creatures from a Different Dimension. Yes, This is a True Story ... As God Almighty is My Witness. For The Current and Future Survival of the Human Species. By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr! October 31st, 2018

George’s Jesus and Moses Moment on a Mountain Top.

Or.

My Supernatural Experience with Creatures from a Different Dimension.

Yes, This is a True Story ... As God Almighty is My Witness.

For The Current and Future Survival of the Human Species.

By: Mr. George D. Patnoe., Jr!

October 31st, 2018. / Halloween.

INTRODUCTION:

As my dear readers can guess from my opening title, I am going to be writing about an experience that only a few people on planet earth have ever experienced so I know that there will be readers who will believe my story and there will be readers who will not believe my story. But let it be known from the beginning of this story, every word that I am writing is the truth, as again, God Almighty is my Witness.

And to make a few other truths straight and out in the open so that there is no misunderstanding about my state of mind, I do not take drugs, recreational drugs or medical drugs. I do not have mental delusions of any kind, except for the fact that I am still living as a partly human being. Way too many human mental delusions about God, evil, and life in general on planet earth as a human species. But I have studied so many topics both in and out of the university it would make a normal human brain spin. Also, for this experience to happen to me instead of it happening to other human beings is because I have been being prepared for it since the day I was born in so many ways. But I will touch upon that in a few or more areas in this story.

Another point of interest to my dear readers. You may be wondering why I am actually going to write this supernatural story at all. First of all, one day I am going to ‘die’ or leave planet earth and this is a story of all of my stories that should be written and read for posterity or for future generations to read and ponder for thousands of years. Second, this true story should be a real life lesson for all human beings on planet earth who want to learn from the story because it will give them a different mental outlook or perspective or viewpoint about the possibilities of other dimensions, even while living on planet earth. So it goes! I hope my dear readers actually love reading it because I am taking a big risk here!

Ok, let start off by stating that I am connected to other realms of existence (s) or actually those realms of existence (s) are actually more connected to me because I appear to be a limited human biological body with a human brain. There is more to me than a human biological body and brain, but that is not the point here of this story. And believe me when I state that I do not have all of the answers. I actually have more questions now than answers even if I have more answers about life and death and the supernatural realms than the normal human being.

The Transfiguration of Jesus.

As a boy I was forced to attend churches with huge statues with a human male named Jesus nailed into a wood object. Supposedly he died and he was resurrected back to earth three days later with the same exact human biological body that he died in. Ok, as a boy that brought a lot of questions to my mind. Later in my life I read the Holy Bible’s gospel and there was an event termed the Transfiguration. Just to make this simple for me to write I am going to quote from the world wide web.

“The transfiguration of Jesus is an event reported in the New Testament when Jesus is transfigured and becomes radiant in glory upon a mountain.[1][2] The Synoptic Gospels (Matthew 17:1–8, Mark 9:2–8, Luke 9:28–36) describe it, and the Second Epistle of Peter also refers to it (2 Peter 1:16–18). It has also been hypothesized that the first chapter of the Gospel of John alludes to it (John 1:14).[3]

In these accounts, Jesus and three of his apostles, Peter, James, John, go to a mountain (the Mount of Transfiguration) to pray. On the mountain, Jesus begins to shine with bright rays of light. Then the prophets Moses and Elijah appear next to him and he speaks with them. Jesus is then called "Son" by a voice in the sky, assumed to be God the Father, as in the Baptism of Jesus.[1]” Taken from the world wide web.

Moses and The Ten Commandments and the Burning Bush on top of a mountain.

The common religious Christian stories of Moses on top of the mountains with his two experiences of the burning bush and the ten commandments are well known so I am not going to explain them here. The Burning Bush story is located in Exodus 3 and the Ten Commandments stories are located in the books of Exodus and Deuteronomy. If my dear readers would like to open up a Bible for yourself, you can read all about them or you can Google them to read.

My first request yelling into the night sky after high school.

When I was just out of high school, my parents owned a big house which was located with huge fields behind the houses on that street. Back then the topic of UFOs and other supernatural experiences were not as open as they are today. One dark night I walked in the open field and I yelled out loudly, “Hey. Is there anyone listening to me. Do you have anything to say. I am here listening.” I did it three times, I believe three nights in a row. As I looked up at the night sky, I saw white spots in the sky, but no UFOs or anything else for that matter. But a little silent voice said something like, ‘You are not ready yet. You have to prepare yourself.’ It was not like a real human voice with sound, more like a very strong intuition which was being blasted into my young mind. So ok, I thought to myself. I will wait until I am ready to do it again, whenever that will be in my life. I actually forgot about it for many years until I after my experience on a mountain top as a man who had lived between life and death at least once in my human life.

Ok then. So decades slipped away with me studying all of the topics I could get my hands on but not any old topics. I studied the Holy Bible in depth both as a history and metaphysical book, starting with John W. Doorly’s Science of the Bible series. I studied the Christian Science textbook in depth with Max Kappeler’s books on the Science of Christian Science. (Not the religion of Christian Science.) I studied the stock market and economics and finance and astrophysics and the big bang theory of the cosmic creation and I studied the human brain and mind and consciousness, or some neuroscience relating to the human brain. Then there were other topics too, the afterlife, ESP or extrasensory perception and telepathic communication or telepathy. I have studied Einstein’s theories and Quantum Mechanics and Physics for mental fun.

My second request by yelling into the day’s air on top of a mountain.

Then one day I climbed a mountain in the Bay Area, California, United States. I got to tell you my dear readers, the first time climbing that mountain was complete freaking biological hell. I was not king of the mountain. But I hiked to the top of the mountain to view the Bay Area, even if it almost killed me. Not really! It just felt like it at the time. Afterwards, an old man at REI told me to hike it once a week for four months so my human biological would never be the same. So I took his advice and I hiked that mountain once a week for four months and on the 16 week, I climbed it twice within 24 hours. The old man was absolutely correct. My biological body had never been in that kind of shape like it was after climbing a 3000 feet mountain all the way to the top for sixteen weeks. And what a view too! But then I continued to climb it on a steady basis.

Are all of my dear readers still with me? Now for the good stuff.

One day I was all alone on top of the mountain. It was about 75 degrees. No wind. Not hot, just warm enough to take a nice bath in the air. I had food and liquids and clothes to survive for some time before I headed down the mountain. And without one ounce of forethought I yelled again, after decades of yelling my words in the dark night fields in the acres behind my parent’s big white house. I yelled loudly almost the exact same words as those three dark nights when I was still a young man after high school. Except I added a few more words onto my sentence.

“Hey God. Angels. Whatever! Do you have anything to say to me. I am listening.”

I looked at my watch and I waited. I thought to myself, ten minutes, twenty to thirty minutes tops because I was alone, but that could have changed any second because other hikers were always climbing that mountain. I waited and waited and nothing happened. Ok, I told myself. I will try again next week if the weather is good enough for me to climb and if no other human beings are on top of the mountain with me to hear me yell out to God, the angels, or whatever. After all, there were already enough human beings who thought I was a bit crazy so why add onto their mental delusions. I walked down the mountain, but I was not disappointed.

The next or second week it was a repeat of the first week. A long hike up the mountain. Nobody was there so I yelled loudly again into the clear air. “Hey God. Angels. Whatever! Do you have anything to say to me. I am listening.” Again, nothing whatsoever. I walked back down the mountain after a half a hour with the mental thought, ‘I will give them one more week. Three weeks should be good enough for anything to happen to me if it is going to happen at all.

The third week was not even a question if I was going to hike up that mountain. I was going to hike up that mountain and I was going to yell again just to finish my supernatural experiment for the third time. They say that the third time is the charm. And so it was for me on top of the mountain on a very nice perfect summer afternoon. If my dear readers are still reading this story you are probably sitting on the edge of your chairs or seats wondering what happened to me. Anyway I hope you are sitting on the edge of your chairs or seats wondering what happened to me. Now my dear readers, you have to understand something here before I continue with my story.

I was not yelling into the air because I had nothing better to do with my life and with my hike on top of a mountain on a very perfect day. No sirs and ma’ams. You see, whatever it was that I was yelling at when I was yelling on top of the mountain had already been giving me signs that they were watching over me, believe it or not. So in one sense, I was daring any creature from any dimension that was giving me signs that they were watching over me to communicate with me on top of that mountain because I knew that something had been happening to me and preparing me for some time ever since I was a little boy really. But more so in the last few months as a man before I hiked up the mountain top.

You may be ready for the following words, but I hesitate to even write them for you to read.

Ok, here it goes my dear readers. I looked around to make very sure that nobody is there with me on the mountain top with me. I even look down the path to the mountain to make sure nobody is walking up the mountain. I knew that this was going to be my last time yelling my words into the thin blue air and sky which of course I knew was not thin air or even a blue sky. You see, I was yelling into another dimension which I had already mentally become at one with during my years of living and dying on planet earth.

“Hey God. Angels. Whatever! Do you have anything to say to me? I am listening.”

Again, I am really hesitating to write what happens next for you to read. You see, I was always going to write this story before I really exit planet earth for good, if that is the case. But to actually write them so the story is there to read on the world wide web is a bit of a scary thing to do even for me. I do not fear mere human mortals. That is not the case. But I know that many human beings as people are wondering if there is more to life than what they see on planet earth. The human race and species needs to know my story to learn from it if that is possible.

It did not take long for the action to begin, I can tell you that right off from the start. Within minutes I see a thirty year old male riding a mountain bike straight towards me with his eyes focused on me like eagles eyes. He was moving so quickly that I was a bit taken back by his speed. He wanted to say something to me but I started the conversation by explaining to him my new online lecture or essay about the afterlife. What a jerk I was to not listen sooner. I am trying to talk to him like he was a human being but he was not a human being. He only looked like a human being. I looked at his skin and it was wrong. Completely wrong! It looked like skin from far away but up close it was not normal human skin at all. I am not even going to try to describe it. You just have to trust me. In any case, I was not going to ask him about his skin because what was I going to say to the creature. “Hey dude, you skin is looking, well, not really human, you know, so what in the heck are you in reality?” No, not proper etiquette were the words coming to my mind like from him. So no, I did not ask a creature about his skin.

When I was finished he said to me, “Hey I have to go back to work. But before I do, do you want to hear a joke?” I said yes, but I am thinking, sure, you are going back to work. Sure I want to hear the joke. So he says to me, “There is a guy in the afterlife. He is walking around for a while before he meets a female in the afterlife. The guy in the afterlife asks the lady, 'Hey am I dead and where am I?'

The lady says, 'You are dead and you are in the afterlife. I am your case worker." as she looks at her clipboard. She asks the guy in the afterlife if there is anything he needs and he says no, not yet. So he starts to walk around in the afterlife and he sees a very big brick wall with a hole in the very big brick wall. He looks into the hole in the very big brick wall and he sees human bodies being tortured and he sees fire and brimstone and devil like creatures with tails and very long spears and tools hurting and torturing human beings. The guy in the afterlife who is looking in the hole in the very big brick wall hears endless sounds of pain and suffering and very loud screaming and yelling from the humans on the other side of the hole in the very big brick wall that was separating him from the other human beings who were suffering with no way out of the hell they were in. He walks away and he is very happy that he is not them.

So the guy in the afterlife starts to walk for some time before he sees the female caseworker again. She is a very friendly caseworker so she asks the rookie in the afterlife ‘How are you doing?’ He replies to the female caseworker, “I was walking by a very big brick wall and I looked through a hole in the brick wall and I saw fire and brimstone and creatures holding long spears and other tools torturing humans who were screaming and yelling in the pit of hell fire that surrounded them all.”

The female caseworker in the afterlife looks at the rookie in the afterlife and she replies to him, “Oh, do not worry about them. They are Christians and that is what they all wanted.”

The guy says, “Oh!” And they walk away from each other.

Now I am looking at the creature before me with a million questions that I could not nor would I ask him since he was going to ride away at any moment. He just looks at me with a facial expression like did I hear what he just said to me. I was thinking to myself, ‘That is not really a joke. That was like a serious thing you just stated which would be good for a religious or metaphysical class anywhere in the world. He says, ‘I have to go now.’ And I am really mentally disturbed because if a creature traveled from another dimension to talk to me I would hope that he would have more to say to me than what he just stated to me even if it was an interesting concept, that Christians get to spend time or even eternity in hell because that is what they wanted when they were living as human beings on planet earth before they died. Or because that is what they believed they would get in their afterlives because of their religious beliefs.

Ok, the guy with the very strange non-human skin rides away from me. Not ten seconds goes by when I hear the words behind me, “Oh sir. Can you help me?” I was stilling caught up thinking about what the guy on the bike just stated to me when I hear a lady’s voice behind me again. “Oh sir. Can you help me?” I turn around and I see a petite Asian female looking at me. She says again, “Oh sir. Can you help me?” I reply, “Are you talking to me?” like a jerk as I looked around for another sir on top of a mountain. I look around on top of the mountain and of course she is talking to me because I am the only other person on the mountain besides the twenty something female.

So I walk over to Asian female and I looked at her skin which could not help but be noticed because it was the same skin as the skin on the other creature with the non-human skin. I am thinking over and over again for a couple of minutes, ‘Do not ask about the skin. Do not ask about her skin. Do not do it!’ ‘How can I help you?’ I ask her. She looks down at her feet and she says to me, 'My feet are a bit sore. Is there anything that you can do for me?’ I look at her feet and she was wearing the next step up from flip flops. Google flip flops if you have to know. They were not sneakers in any sense of the word. They were canvas semi-shoes with a thin rubber sole.

I see that her shoe laces are both untied. I ask her, ‘Did you actually walk up this mountain from the parking lot at the bottom?’ She says yes, and now I know that she is a lying creature from a different dimension because her canvas semi-shoes looked brand new without a speck of dirt or dust on them. Not to mention that I was wearing hiking boots which were covered with dust and I know for a fact that you can bet that her feet were sore after climbing the fire roads with rocks big and small that would have destroyed her brand new canvas semi-shoes. I almost laughed at her, but I thought the better of it not to laugh at this supernatural creature and event on top of a mountain. Who knows what would have happened to me if I got some creature from a different dimension mad at me. I guess she could have climbed that mountain with those things on her feet, but I did not believe one word of it. It was like a big joke!

I bent down and tied both of her canvas semi-shoe’s untied laces just shaking my head in disbelief that this female actually walked up that mountain in those ‘things.’ As I was tying her canvas semi-shoes I stopped shacking my head because there it was again, all previous events had been leading up to this moment. Her canvas semi-shoes were being tied by me, just like the tied shoes on the cover of the book, ‘The Trouble with Physics. The Rise of String Theory, the Fall of a Science, and What Comes Next. By: Lee Smolin. Look at the book cover on Google. I was actually reading the book at the exact same day I was hiking up that mountain. What is the probability of that happening at the exact same time? My dear readers! OK, now I am a little spooked now! I had been slowly reading that book for a couple of weeks, half way finished when I am now tying shoe laces on top of a mountain. Hum!

Is there more you may be asking yourself. Just you hang on now! I stand up and I ask the lady just for fun, ‘So where are you from?’ ‘I am from Vietnam.’ she says. Ok, I believe that was possible if you were a real human once. Or if you are making it up for me. Makes no difference for me at this moment. I am looking at her and I realize she has no water either. It was like she just floated onto the mountan top to look like a human being in non-human skin for me.

I ask her another question. “What do you do for a living.”

She replies, “Oh, I am a caseworker.’

Speechless! For a few moments I tell you my dear readers. I ask her. ‘You are a caseworker?’ I was so much in shock that I did not dare ask her a caseworker for what because I thought she was going to tell me that she was a caseworker for people who were in the afterlife, which she might mean me in some way or fashion. Like maybe I was actually living in the afterlife here on earth even though I had basically died once only to return a different person. I have actually almost died so many times while living on planet earth that I just got used to almost dying both before and after the big one when I was in a coma and in between worlds for days up to a week until I snapped out of the coma state. Also, I did not really need anything from her at the time if she really was a caseworker for me. I could not think of anything I needed even if she was a supernatural afterlife caseworker for me in the here and now on planet earth. HUM! More Money? LMAO! Every human being needs more money. It never stops, does it?

I started to walk away from her for about six or eight steps, towards my backpack. I turn around to take a look at the caseworker. Guess what happened to her my dear readers? GONE! DISAPPEARED! VANISHED INTO THIN AIR. I am looking into a space where there once stood a young female from ‘Vietnam’ now stood nobody at all. I quickly move my legs to return to see where she had gone somewhere really fast. But nothing! I quickly looked in between some rocks next to a cliff side of the mountain. Nobody.  I walked over there. Nothing. I quickly looked down the grassy side of the mountain where rattlesnakes live in abundance. Not a soul anywhere. Nobody ever walked down through that tall grass with rattlesnakes. Then I especially looked quickly down the main rocky path that most people walk on or hike on to get to the to top or the bottom of mountain, to the parking lot. Nothing! No human being in sight anywhere. GONE.

I looked at my watch or timepiece and I waited for her to reappear as I stared down all sides that were possible to walk down and I waited for her to reappear from behind some rock like that was ever going to happen. I waited for ten minutes. Nothing. I waited for twenty minutes. Nothing. I waited for about a half a hour before I even walked back to pick up my backpack and head down the mountain. Nothing. My dear readers, she had disappeared into thin air or not so thin air.

And that my dear readers is the God’s honest truth!

So be very careful what you ask for! You may be in for a big supernatural surprise! Surprises!

Happy Halloween. I hope you enjoyed this true adventure of mine. PS. Not the only one!