The Sick Horror at The Lost and Found
Christians that had passed us
on the path. They were far in the distance on the other side of the
volcano’s crater. They were holding hands and must have been
singing very loudly for us to have heard the music from where we
were.
    Pablo’s brother pointed at them and
muttered something to Pablo. Pablo translated. Those people belong
to their own church… the local Panamanians believe they came to
escape something in the US … taxes, the law… they believe that the
Earth’s days are numbered and that God will return with a great
flood on a full moon in 2009. Every full moon they come here,
waiting for God to destroy the sinners below. And every full moon,
Pablo’s brother says, they return from the volcano disappointed
that the earth has not been destroyed.
    We retreated to our bunker. Rain
started pouring heavily now, eliminating all TV reception, so we
played Texas Holdem’ with coffee stir straws and finished off the
rest of the rum. I managed to grab a top bunk and I wandered out to
take a leak. The rain had stopped and I felt dawn coming. Instead
of crawling over the bodies and copper wire in the bunker I stayed
outside, shivering. The fog cleared. I have no words to describe
what I saw at sunrise.
    But after seeing this I believed that
Pablo’s brother probably had it wrong. I don’t think they were
waiting for the flood -- they came here to be closer to
God.

The Power of Your
Dreams
    By Dr. Mike
Anderson
    You are thirty something
years old. At ten in the evening, for some unexplained reason, your
old middle school friend pops into your head. You wonder what they
have been up to and you feel the urge to look them up in the
phonebook. You find them. You feel kind of reckless… what the hell,
you call them. You pick up the phone. There is no dial tone. Hello?
Hello… Oh, someone is on the line. You picked up the phone just as
someone dialed you. Who is calling?
!!! It is your old middle school friend
calling you!
    If you were to say this is one in
million I would agree with you. If you were to say that this is a
kind of psychic connection I would also agree with you. But you
cannot say this was a supernatural event. It is really quite
natural.
    Getting struck by lighting is unlikely
but natural. Winning the lottery is unlikely but natural. It is
human nature to ignore all of the daily uneventful situations. You
don’t talk about all the days you walked home and didn’t get struck
by lightning. You don’t read so much about all the UFO sightings
that are explained. We focus only on what cannot be explained and
then fixate on it.
    Let me give you more details for the
above scenario.
    Imagine again that you are that thirty
something. The city you are in has a population of about one
hundred thousand. Enough, say, for about fifteen radio stations.
You are in your thirties, about the time in your life when you
reminisce about the eighties and about the time eighties retro
radio stations come about. Now that morning you were driving to
work, busy concentrating on traffic, when one of yours and your old
friend’s favorite song was played. It triggered something in your
unconscious, a memory of your friend, but being busy it was filed
away in some recess of the brain. Like so many others, you spent
your day at work, battled traffic home, had dinner and watched CSI
at prime time, and then when you switched off the TV, you had time
to let your unconscious drift to your conscious. Without knowing
that the song on the eighties station had triggered a memory, you
thought it was some supernatural vibration that drew you to call
your friend.
    Still it is one in a million. But
there are millions of people and millions of chances. We forget the
explained and focus on what seems unexplainable.
    I don’t mean to belittle this
experience. Far from that -- I wish to marvel at the power our
unconscious has in our lives. My only point is that to dismiss this
only as supernatural is a disservice to yourself and the wonder

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