most of us given the extra moment to think before acting, would be paralyzed with fear. The incident with the 5 bikers beating a man to death, was simply
me acting because I couldn't stand seeing a man beaten to death. They were all so focused on the act that I was all but invisible. In my youth I was a professional
arm wrestler who had beaten 5 worlds champions in Petaluma and I had a natural confidence that made me act in a fool hardy fashion. The truly powerful man doesn't have to have power in order to be powerful. The man in the burning room had the windows implode by the oxygen vacuum created in the room, when I opened the door it gave a huge amount of oxygen for a fire backdraft ( I think that's the term ) my sinus cavities all drained from my head, my hair started to combust and the hair on my arms all burned off and my hair was on the virgin of catching on fire when I simultaneously dived out of the room. Another split second of stupidity on my part that seems to be a part of my past. But something has protected me in all these instances and I have no idea what to call it. The man I lifted up in the tree that was hanging himself, I sat down with on a downed log and as I held his hand to offer him comfort , some joggers came by and gave us both a sneer and a look that said that we must have been gay and how disgusting. When a man tries to take his life it's in our nature to reach out and offer comfort, it's funny how judgmental people can be while being totally ignorant. So, maybe that's why I survived my car wreck.
here is a link to photobucket pics of my wrecked Infiniti
http://s899.photobucket.com/albums/ac19 ... 5%20crash/