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Blown Up My experience occurred on May 3rd, 1969 when I was 22 years old (I'm 57 now and am a man). It happened in midmorning on a dirt road about 3 Km. west by northwest of Binh Phuoc, Long An Province, Vietnam. I was the .50 caliber machine gunner on a track (armored personnel carrier) and was sitting in the .50 hatch. My track was the third in line out of a total of four as we traveled down the road at a speed of about 40 mph. Suddenly, there was a tremendous explosion directly underneath my track and I shot out of the .50 hatch like a cork out of a champagne bottle. Except
for about the first quarter of a second during which time I was
utterly confused and can only remember the acrid smell of danger,
I almost instantly knew what was happening because my track had
been blown up before by an antitank mine only three weeks prior
to this although that one was much smaller. The first thing that I noticed was that the rates of rotation of all of the objects surrounding me were dramatically decreasing in an apparent violation of the law of conservation of angular momentum. I found that fascinating because it meant one of three things: either 1) the laws of physics are incorrect (which wasn't very likely), or 2) my mind was accelerating at an incredible rate which made it appear that events outside were slowing down (which was possible, however, I didn't sense or feel rushed in any way--quite the contrary), or 3) time relative to my consciousness was grinding to a halt (hmmm, maybe I'm dead or will be shortly). At
the apex of my trajectory, external time stopped completely and
an inexplicable calm descended. The state of consciousness that
then prevailed was as to the normal waking state as the normal waking
state is to a dream. Whatever It was, It was peaceful, omnipresent
(temporally and spatially), omniscient, and absorbed everything
into an indivisible Whole. I no longer existed as an independent
entity. There was absolutely no doubt about the reality or authenticity of this only an understanding that this is Truth. Subsequently, "I" was allowed to exist again and was given the opportunity to be aware of anything that I wanted to be aware of with the understanding that time was not a factor; indeed, there was "all the time in the world." I proceeded to focus on this or that aspect of my life and concluded that there wasn’t too much to be ashamed of. I could "see" a 360 deg. panorama of the road, the woodlines on either side, and the other three tracks of my platoon (two in front and one behind us). I
turned my attention to the immediate situation and very calmly and
deliberately concluded that I should: 1) stay conscious so as not
to drown in two inches of rice-paddy water, 2) stay loose so as
to break as few bones as possible, and 3) roll away from the track
so that it wouldn’t crush me to death if it tipped over. Only
after my mind had run out of things to decide on and had expressed
the thought "Ready when You are, Sir." Did time start
to rush back in. The transcendental state of consciousness terminated
and I reverted back to the normal waking state. My injuries were relatively minor. I did have some superficial cuts to my head, hands, and legs the worst of which was a gash to my lower-left jaw--there is still a small scar there. Also, I was dazed, my shoulders were sore, and I couldn't hear anything for about a day afterwards. I was dusted off along with 6 other guys to the 3rd Field Hospital in Dong Tam and was treated as an outpatient. They cleaned and dressed my wounds, handed me a small bottle of pain pills and a 5-day, light-duty profile, and pushed me out the door. How did it change my life? Well, for one thing, I know that God is without a doubt. In other words, the conviction is not based upon faith or belief, but upon a direct personally experienced infusion of Grace. Unfortunately, that knowledge is subjective and I can see no way to communicate it to others in an objective manner. Who God reveals Himself to is up to Him and I see no earthly rhyme or reason as to whom He chooses to grant this Gift to in this regard. There is a slight preponderance of people who have had a mystical experience while undergoing a traumatic event over those who are not so engaged, but I wouldn't recommend running around seeking life threatening situations in the hope that God will intervene. The biggest advantage is that one is left with an ability to separate the wheat from the chaff in this life, but sometimes I fail to apply that principle and wind up eating the straw too. Also,
I no longer fear death (pain and suffering yes, but not death itself).
Finally, I don't belong to any particular religion, but I do have
a great deal of respect for those who are on a spiritual path provided
that they are tolerant of other ways of seeking God. "The light of the body is the eye: if therefore thine eye be single, thy whole body shall be full of light" (Matt. 6:22).
Images Below you will witness the markings in Jeff's right hand, validating and recording his experience for all to see. These lines reveal that Jeff not only had an Out of Body Experience (OBE) in his time of need, but, was accompanied by a Guardian Angel. His Out of Body Experience is indicated by a break in the Life line (see A) exactly at age 22 (the time of the trauma). The visit from his Guardian Angel (or Divine Intervention), which is revealed by a line running parallel to the Life line, then touching the Life line at the same spot as his OBE, is also present (see B).
Photo of Jeff 3 days after the experience
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