The infinite complacent people went to and broke the earth about their little affairs.

Serene in the assurance of their dominion over this small, thinning fragment of solar driftwood,

which by chance or design, man has inherited out of the dark mystery of time and space.

Well, the first one I didn't know how to classify it, or even really think about it.

I guess it was probably about 13 years old at that time, but it wasn't all growing up.

Well, city on Florida, just a typical suburban neighborhood, nothing exciting about it at all,

really small house.

We were the only family that ever lived in it.

My parents bought it new probably in 1972 or 1973, I think.

So no background history or anything, but to kind of give you a set up my,

they happened at night, my bedroom in that house, I had, I had bunk beds.

They weren't in parallel to one another.

It was kind of like the top one was perpendicular to the bottom one.

So while I was laying on the bottom on my head was underneath the top and my feet would have been out in the open, if that makes sense.

I just all kind of tie in when I get to the description of what happened.

And off my left side, my bed was against the wall and to my left was a window that you faced the backyard of our house.

And in my right underneath the rest of the top portion of the bed, the top bunk.

I wasn't dead.

It's going to go wouldn't have these, but I put some books and stuff and past the foot of my bed.

Was a form of open space and a death.

I don't remember anything up, you know, the day prior.

It was just a normal day and I'm usually at all.

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