 I'm not often involved in that serious a situation. Usually my situation is somewhat different. I'm looking into an astrologer's claims, or I'm looking into some sort of a pseudo-scientific thing. Pretty well, obviously, pseudo-scientific thing. But I always have to remember an experience that occurred to me. We all have the easy answer of, well, I guess that's a ghost, or it must be paranormal. It could be poltergeist, and we walk away from it, because we can't or won't look a little further into it. Some years ago, when I lived in New Jersey, well, my house, I must tell you, first of all, is a strange sort of a place. It's sort of a wayside stop for itinerant magicians, conjurers, mountain banks, various characters of ill repute who will come by, identify themselves to me, and there's always a spare bedroom or a sleeping bag available to someone or other. And I often walk in. I feed people there I've never seen before in my life, and pretty soon I get to think that I don't want to see them again. Either because they drink up all my beer and never contribute. I came home after a couple of days away by car. It was very, very tired. And I came in on a weekend. It was a Saturday night, and my foster son, Alexis, was in the kitchen, and he was helping a couple of magicians drink up the beer. And I walked in and I said, guys, I'm very, very tired. I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning. And they said, fine. And I guess they carried on until late at night. I went in, fell asleep, woke up the next morning, came staggering into the kitchen in time to see them eating up more of my groceries in the form of breakfast at this time. Sat down, got a half a cup of coffee into me and straightened up at the table. And Alexis looked at me and my foster son. He said, what's with you? I said, wow, I think last night I might have actually had a classic example of the OOBE. That's the out of body experience. See, when scientists or parapsychologists even are able to express something in two or three words or a word with three or four syllables in it, it immediately becomes scientific. So they call this out of body experience. It's hyphenated and it sounds pretty good. OOBE. It means that you somehow find yourself out of your body and looking down on it or from a distance or whatever. And Alexis looked at me and said, sure, you? And I said, hey, gotta be honest, it appears to me as if I did undergo such an experience. Okay, give us a description. And the two magicians at the table leaned closer over their bacon and eggs and wanted to hear what I had to say. I said, well, I remember waking up in the middle of the night. I remember last night I couldn't get to sleep. I was super tired, but then of course as soon as you hit the mattress, you're staring at the ceiling. It was a television receiver and it had some program or other on it. And it went on and on and on. And I guess I fell asleep. And I remember waking up in the middle of the night and I felt that I was in a position like this, spread eagle against the ceiling of my bedroom. And I'm looking down at this bed, rather large bed, I fresh around a lot at night. And Alice, who was my black cat at that time, of course, was curled up in the middle of the bed so that I had to be way over at one side, and I was. Way over at one side trying not to disturb the cat, of course, you wouldn't dare do that. She's taken the exact center of the bed, curled up in a big black ball, and as I'm up against the ceiling, I notice that the room is lit and sort of a grayish light looked down at the television set. It's, pshh, and there's static all over the screen. You know, the white noise sort of thing and confetti on the screen. But I'm seeing myself in bed, scrunched over at one side, and this big, chartreuse sort of a green bedspread on it with Alice, the black cat in the middle of it, and I noted that as she opened up her eyes, she had green eyes the same color as the bedspread. It almost looked like two holes punched right through her head. It was, and she looked at me, and as cashed due, she went, hm, and went right back to sleep. Now that was a very strong experience, folks. And I could tell you right now at this moment, yes, I really believe, believe, I'm not convinced of it, but I believe from the evidence that's presented to me, I had another body experience that matches the description that we've all heard about so many times. But fortunately for me in a way, I'm not really dead set against having my belief structure disturbed or having new facts come in that will disturb my previous convictions and matters. It doesn't really disturb me that much, but fortunately for you so that I can give you this anecdotal experience, which I think is very powerful, and fortunately for me, I am able to tell you what actually had happened. Alexis looked at me and he said, I got two things to show you. He went to the foot of the stairs and came up with a big transparent laundry bag. He had taken it halfway down. He never took it all the way down to the laundry room. He took it halfway down. That's the way kids do. And he brought it all the way up the stairs. And inside, I noted a bunch of sheets, pillowcases, and the chartreuse bedspread. He said, that's been there since yesterday. Then I don't have the chartreuse bedspread on my bed. I dashed to the door, looked in, and it was just, oh, God. I lost it someplace, thank goodness. It is a terrible hunting scene. I don't know where I got it. Somebody left it. I don't know. The only one that I used when the other one was in the laundry, he had taken that one off, put it in the laundry, and the other one was on there. So I couldn't have seen Alice in the middle of the hunting scene. I would have noticed that. And he said, look out in the patio. I looked outside. He said, Harry here, one of the magicians, is highly allergic to cats. I put her out yesterday, around four in the afternoon. She hasn't been in the house since. And she's not very happy about it at all. I looked out and there she was on the patio and had been out all night. She could not have been in the bedroom, curled up in the middle. It was a dream. An hallucination, if you will. It could not have happened. Physically, I had two very good pieces of evidence that it could not have happened. Now, that's important, folks, in that if I did not have either one or both of those pieces of evidence, I would now have to say to you, to the best of my knowledge, I had an out-of-body experience. But all the other out-of-body experiences we hear of, we have to wonder now. Those folks are not quite as skeptical as I am in most cases. If they don't have some convincing evidence to the contrary, watch to stop them from saying I'm absolutely certain I've had an out-of-body experience because there is no other explanation for it except the possible and rather parsimonious conclusion that they were either dreaming or had some sort of an hallucination, whatever. It might have been a bad pork chop, for all we know. Now, I ask you to consider that carefully and please don't forget it because it is a good example of how even the arch skeptic could possibly have been taken in.