It was weird what I saw while I was teleporting back to my office from China. It was as if am flying in an aeroplane. I saw those things that stirred up ecstatic feelings.
My experience teleporting to China did not look like an experience in abstraction, it seems authentic. However, I could remember after, it was as if I was in an aeroplane. I flew across south-central China. While flying, I looked down and saw many amazing kinds of stuff. I saw what looks like a silver drawstring windingly snaking from the west to east below. I was above everything, seeing what was below, so low as the rivers seemed slow from that height I was, no pilot, my imagination piloting me.
The Yangtze converges with the Hanjiang River. I had an instant fever with the euphoric feelings of seeing such an amazing work of nature. Nature is indeed beautiful. I saw that the River of Hanjiang was on the Jianghan plain, spawning a spreading network of streams and pools around the area.
I could not explain how I was able to know the names of the places and the things I was seeing. However, the entity living inside of me was educating me and I know it was not my thought, because I could distinguish my thought from the thought that was talking to me. It does not look like the product of my imagination at all. A bit of the information about my experiences did not miss. I realize that my scouting eyes became very active and dictate things from miles away from whatever point I was, as it could go the four directions at the same time. Therefore, to the northwest, southwest and northeast of the plain were dozen of rugged mountains and in between were deep valleys.
I have always loved China, because, from my experience with the archaeologists, it is a land of mystery. Being a mystery solver, I think China will be the best place for me to prove my rare abilities.
To the southeast, the views were very alluringly captivating, with rolling landscapes. I saw mighty rivers, lakes, plains, mountains and hilly areas constituting land of splendour and great riches. In the east, west and north, there were higher plains but levelled in the centre and toward the south.
I saw fertile land looking very beautiful, resembling a pigeon with a high-rise head. I think they call it Hubei because I asked the thought in my head and it said, “Hubei”.
I remembered my late dad telling me a story about Hubei when I was younger. He made me fell in love with Hubei. The history of this great land according to my late Dad started before the Shang Dynasty in the 21 – 11th Century B.C. However, the southern indigenous group lived and laboured in that region. In the spring and autumn period, the State of Chu, straddling today’s Hubei and Hunan provinces was the strongest of the kingdom of the south unifying the south during the period of wars. The annihilation of this kingdom by the State of Qin was in 223 B.C. The Dynasty of Qin separates in 221 B.C, which is now the united territories of China with 40 territories.
China is a place of strategic importance and a place of great opportunities. China is creating wonders that the world cannot tame and I am intrigued. I would want to learn more about Hubei because it has many irresistible charming breathe taking sites. I have always loved martial art and martial art is an old Hubei tradition. The truth of what I saw is, China have so many hidden potentials and with what they have, the world will surely turn upside down.
My love for China is so strong. China’s rich spiritual life and high respect for great thinkers like me is a motivating factor why many people want to live in China. I have seen what I advocate evident in China. I realize the environment encourages a free spirit and an easy attitude toward life.
It was all a sunny brilliant day. At about 1:00 pm, my phone rang, and it was a call from the secretary of my office management…
Hi, Mr D…
I answered, “Hi, Arza...”
“How are you doing today?”
“I am doing great, Arza. Thanks for asking. I sure know you are also doing great”.
“Yes, I am,” said Arza, “The MD directed me to inform you that an official car is coming to pick you up from the office today to take you to the venue of the festival in Ajuba. Please, make sure you remain in the office and also ensure that your phone is on so that the driver that is coming to pick you up can reach you on call.”
“All right, Arza, I will do exactly as you have said and ensure that my phone is on. Right now, I am even charging it. Therefore, it will be on”.
“Thanks, for your time Mr D and have a blissful day”, said Arza.
The call went off and I sank back into my seat, expecting a call from the driver officially assigned to come and pick me up.
At about 1: 20 pm, I heard my phone ringing and discovered it was a strange number. I mean it was not a number saved on my phone contact. I allowed the phone to ring and it went off. The number still called back. However, this time around, I picked up the call.
“Hello, can I know who is calling?” I asked the caller.
“I am Muhammed, may I know if I am talking to Mr Divine?” said the caller.
“Yes, you are talking to me.”, was my response to the caller, who has identified himself as Muhammed.
“Sir, I am your official driver assigned to pick you up. I park in front of the Administrative block of your office”.
(I could not explain why I am now under duress…I am beginning to have a sensation that something is about to happen).
All right! I will be with you in a moment. Thank you very much, Muhammed.”
Immediately, the call ended. I hastily picked up my laptop, pack it up into my backpack, and shut down my Apple iMac system and finally, switched off the electricity from the switch where I plugged my Apple iMac System, turned off all the lights and air conditions. I was now rushing, and somehow felt an unusual force pushing me.
I walked out of my office, locked my door and headed toward the staircase. While I was climbing down the staircase, I slipped off and fell, rolling from the staircase down. It was a fatal accident and there was no one to help me. I rolled off from the 10th step down to the initial step on the floor and crashed with my right wrist hurt. I was in pain and could not move any part of my body. I could not tell why I cannot move any part of my body. The impact of my body on the ground was tsunamic. The only thing I realized after I finally passed out was that my mind was actively working. My body was now shutting down and I was helpless on the ground, wishing God would send me an angel swiftly.
A few minutes later, my phone started ringing in my pocket and I tried moving my hand to pick it, but could not move it. Every part of my body was motionless. My phone still rang two more times and went dead. Three minutes after, I felt some people lifting me like a log of wood. I was hearing different voices. I heard one of the voices said, “Ah! What happened to him?” and the other voice responded, “I cannot explain oh! I am his official driver sent to pick him up. Since I spoke with him on phone for a few minutes and he told me he would be with me in a moment and I realized he was not coming. I decided to call his line again and realize he was not picking up his call. For that reason, I asked you to direct me to his office, which you did. Immediately, I entered the entrance of the Administrative block, I saw someone lying flat on the ground with his head facing the ground in a pool of blood, that was when I screamed and you came rushed in. When you saw him and called his name, I now realized, he is the person the management ask me to pick up.
The second voice said, “Please, let’s rush him to the hospital, he is bleeding seriously and may lose too much blood. Look at; his wrist is also bent as if he had a fracture.”
I was hearing all these conversations in my head from a distance. Nevertheless, I could not respond because I was in pain. Even when I tried to, it was impossible for me. I was now groaning because of the excruciating pains. I felt more pain even when they were trying to lift me from the ground.
I now discovered that the second voice speaking was the driver, Muhammed, but I could not still place who the first voice was.
When they dropped me inside the car, I heard the driver talking on the phone. Initially, I could not tell whom he was talking speaking with, however, my mind was active figure out who the person is.
(Muhammed on phone call…)
“Hello sir, it is Muhammed…”
(Voice from the other side of the call, not clear to easily figure out who was talking)
“Yes sir! However, sir, we are having a situation with him, sir. It was as if he fell from the staircase.”
(………………………………………………………………………..)
“Yes sir, right now as I am talking to you, he cannot even move or talk. I just want to inform you to get your approval before I rush him to the hospital. Any further delay would cause serious damage because he is seriously bleeding from his head. Also, from the look of things, he sustained a very deep cut on his sternum. Sorry sir, I mean cranium that is his skull, not sternum.”
(…………………………………………………………………………)
“For now, he is not talking, so you cannot talk to him. The injuries are fatal and from what I have seen here. I think he has a simple fracture and dislocated wrist because his wrist is completely bent, I even try to straighten it, to avoid blood clotting.”
“Yes sir,”
“Yes sir, I will do as you have instructed sir.”
“Yes, he is breathing, but not talking.”
I could hear all the conversations of the driver with the person on the other side of the call. Nevertheless, I could not hear the person speaking from the other side of the phone. I could infer that he was talking to my MD and answering his questions. While he was still talking, I noticed the conversation went dead.
About 30 seconds, he was up on the call again…
“Sorry sir, I exhausted my call credit, I had to borrow from the network provider to call you back again.”
“All right sir, I will do exactly as you have instructed me. Thank you, sir.”
Immediately, he stopped talking on the phone, I heard the ignition of the car start. I felt the car moving. However, I did not know the direction the car was heading, because my eyes were still closed and the pains were excruciating.