I am looking for my wife are you her? She is from India, South East Asia, Sri Lanka or Pakistan, some where from there. Here is my life’s story, hope you got a couple of minutes, you should really read this, you will be glad you did I am from Canada but will relocate and give all my life energy my soul, experience and most importantly, Love to you so you can succeed in this world.

I am a single white male, been separated for 2 years and it was a sad but loving separation, me and my ex are still very good friends we respect one another. I thought I would start with the truth than keep it for later like many guys do. If a guy pretends to be something he is not then he will lie to you, I will do everything I can not to put myself in a position where I feel I have to lie, but I will be kind with the truth as well, as best I can, I'm only human. This is going to sound like something out of a movie, please keep an open mind I have a hard time believing this as well.

When I was a kid growing up me and my mother were very poor and she was going to psychics looking for answers and I understand. After the psychic got her into the psychic room or whatever you call, it he came out to the waiting room where I was reading comic books. He was so kind and he began asking me questions about my mother, her boy friends name, his interests, her interests and so on. Then he said to forget that we spoke and not to mention this to my mother. After her session I forgot all about the conversation with him. We left and she kept going back to him. Years later I remembered what he told me, and that was the last I believed in psychics, he stole from my mother, gave her hope, but lies as well. Psychics were nonsense, they were not real.

I developed an interest in science and really got hooked on physics. I was going to become a physicist and everything was great, but the drinking was becoming a problem, so much so that I never accomplished that dream. I got sober and have not had a drink in over 15 years, so I am in good shape when it comes to that, so don't worry. Early in my recovery I was practicing a form of acupuncture for addicts and alcoholics in the South Bronx. While I was there I was under extreme stress, every day in New York's South Bronx I honestly though was my last, I was only there for 2 weeks, but it seemed like 2 years it was terrifying. In Sept 1998 I was visiting the World Trade Center, I remember thinking that it was one of mans great achievements, and then I saw a huge Air Plane, a 747 hit it. I couldn't believe my eyes; I was disgusted with my self for thinking of something so horrific. Then I looked over at the other building and I saw another 747 hit it, I really got mad at my self for thinking such thoughts, but I knew that the buildings weren't going to be there much longer. In the sky in the clouds, I saw some Muslim men sitting in the desert/cave/room and they were planning this destruction. I knew that the buildings were coming down. I stared at the buildings and I remember thinking "get a good look at these buildings, they are coming down". I looked up at the buildings for at least 5 minutes. 3 years later a friend of mine called me when I was sleeping and told me to turn on the news. I was horrified to see an air plane hit the second tower live. I had forgotten about the vision because I could only think of the people dieing in the fire and being crushed in the rubble. It was months till I remembered the vision, guess I had a post-traumatic stress from watching it on television.

A year or so later after I had finished a college IT course; I was pushing shopping carts at Supermarket while I was searching for computer work in a collapsed IT market, and trying to feed 3 of my wife’s teenage kids on little money. There was the stress again that I felt in the South Bronx, it was terrifying. I was sitting on the couch watching Americas Most Wanted with my wife at the time. They were profiling the D.C Snipers in 2002 I believe. They were looking for a white male in a white van. I remember being transported out of my body; I was looking down at a country dirt road in the United States. I saw 2 black men standing beside a big blue car, and there were trees along the side of the road. The sun was nearly set, the moon was out. I saw the 2 men, one younger one older; they would take turns shooting out of the back of their trunk of their big blue mid 80’s car. They knew the police and FBI would be looking at surveillance photos of them, which is why they took turns shooting. The older man had a military back ground and I saw a picture of him from the 70's he looked like the Buckwheat character with his bushy hair, freaked me out. I turned to my wife at the time and told her that they were looking for the wrong guy, that it was not a white guy in a white van but 2 black guys in a big blue mid 80's car, I told her what I saw. She laughed and called me crazy, but the feeling of certainty was overwhelming, but I kept my mouth shut. The next night we were having a nightly drive and on the way home we were listing to the radio, it was getting late and the news came on, they were talking about the D.C. Sniper, they were still looking for a white guy in a white van. I got really serious and told my wife at the time "not to forget, that I was sure it was 2 black guys, one older one younger, and they were shooting from the trunk of their car". I asked her to repeat it to me 3 times so she wouldn't forget. I remember her look of concern of my mental health; I told her I couldn't tell anyone else, they would think I was crazy and that I only trusted her. The next day I believe I went looking for payphones with no cameras close by, I got the 1 800 number for the FBI, I was going to report what I saw and if I was right they could not tie me to this. Well needless to say the 1 800 number only worked from inside the US. I got the international 1 800 number and that did not work from inside North America, I paid out of pocket and got the run around with voice mail, finally I just gave up and realized the FBI's communications was a joke. Later that week, I found it was 2 black guys shooting out of the back of their big blue mid 80’s car trunk. My ex-wife freaked she can verify this. Here is the wiki on it http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beltway_sniper_attacks

Time passes and things happen, my relationship with my wife ends, we where still together because of lack of money, talk about stress. I am sitting on the couch and I see my wife, but this is another wife, she is from India, she is afraid because we are being sued, she is a Doctor. I see a cottage it is still being worked on by a lake or large pond, it is autumn, the sun is setting and there is a tire swing from a tree, it is for our children, I know we have children but there not in the vision as me and this future wife are talking about important grown up matters that would only frighten the kids. She is beautiful; she has long, curly black hair. I hear her voice more in this vision than I actually see her, she has a beautiful voice. I tell her not to worry that everything is going to be ok. The vision ends. It was “peace”, there was “Hope”. Then I lay on the couch all happy and relaxed, suddenly I see a vision from one of the security cameras at work. There was a huge explosion; the windows in the first level show room blew in. I thought a van had exploded out side, I floated out side the window, it was early morning, I could not see well so I made the sun rise so I could see, it was now 6-7 in the morning. I saw Yorkdale shopping mall; all the North West windows in the mall were blown in. I looked at the 401, I saw the cars and vans sway from the blast, I looked to the North West and saw a huge orange mushroom cloud, I thought it was terrorists, but in my gut I knew it was not. I knew this was going to happen, certain beyond anything. The next day I went to work and was looking for the angle from the security camera, I was on the 2'nd level looking down at the windows, I couldn't get a good view so I went over to the glass on the second level to look for the camera. Then the glass in the big window blew in, all the hair on my arms stood up, it was another vision, the glass was fine. I had to tell the president of the company, but I had to come up with a story so he would not think I was nuts. The store was broken into a month before, I told him about a blast proof coating that you can put on glass to prevent people from breaking in, and I told him that we used it at my last job, which was in computer security, in a building fortified like a bank. He went for it, several months later the Propane Depot in Toronto blew up, the security camera at work captured the blast, and we were 1 block out side the evacuation zone. it made international news, BBC, CNN, etc.. Here is a video of the blast http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=__1Ym_F94CE&feature=related

There are many more visions, but these are the ones I can verify from witnesses.

I am at my hypnotherapist because of the separation; it was so painful for both me and my ex-wife. He is a good man and has been doing hypnotherapy for 40 years and he does not respect psychics, but because I am so grounded he kept an open mind when I told him my experiences. He feels that we do not understand everything there is in the universe, but he also knows that psychics can be frauds. He told me to relax and see a positive future. In my hypnosis this is what I saw.

I am in a canoe with my 2 children, the old one I think is a girl, but I am not sure, he or she is around 7-9 and is studying the ripples in the water from his/her fishing line, this is part of our physics lesson for the week. The kids I believe are home schooled, I believe I teach them. The young one is a boy around 4 years old and he is mad that he can't catch fish because there is no bait on his hook. I hear his thoughts, "This is gay I can't catch any fish, but mom and dad are happy I love and respect them, I will be quiet, I will be good, hay cool look at the fish". We both see a fish in the water, I feel at peace. I see the kid’s hair, it is fair and curly orange, they are wearing bright yellow life vests and they have orange skin. I remember thinking I hope there is nothing wrong with their livers cause of the skin. Then I realize the color of their skin is because my wife is from India, she is standing at the dock smiling at us, she loves me and the kids, and she is much younger than me. In this vision of her, her hair is straight long and black. She is so smart and so kind, I love her so much, we don't have to talk, our minds are one. In the vision my heart starts hurting, and then I see my wife wearing blue scrubs. She’s a cardiologist and she is teaching. She's in a classroom / lab growing a heart out of a test tube thing. She is going to fix the pain in my heart. I am back in the canoe and I look into the water as I plunge the Hudson’s Bay colored Paddle into the water; the waves give a rippled reflection, don't ask me why I plunged the paddle in the water before I looked at my reflection in the vision. I as best I can see, I see a man wearing glasses and a hat. I have gray thick hair on the sides, my nose is straight, and my teeth are perfect, I am healthy, spiritual, kind of like I am now but only much wiser, thanks to my wife , she is an amazing woman. I sense we are successful, I don’t know at what. More likely than not it’s her career in medicine, but perhaps I am a famous psychic or writer. I saw this vision last year on my birthday, this was the best birthday present anyone ever gave me.

I can't control the visions, “yet”, I only just started believing in them a few years ago and they only come when I am stressed out beyond the max.

I thought I was going nuts with these visions till my someone who cared for me told me about this, http://www.thespiritmolecule.com/ then view the "Movie Trailer". Apparently we all have visions of some type when DMT is produced naturally by the human body, usually when we are under stress, which is when I had the visions.

Hay do you want me to help you go through medical school??? I am not kidding, let's chat, what you say. I just turned 42, 5’8”, slim build, and people have said I am attractive but beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I am mature but very young in heart, I am 420 friendly medicinally, not a druggie, and as you have read I do not drink. I love people, camping, nature, the zoo especially, animals, museums, music, I am hooked on physics, psychology and philosophy. I am spiritual but not religious, if your religious or spiritual I find that very cool. I like talking face to face as opposed to phones, but I understand your concern about safety, we can email till you feel a little bit more comfortable to chat via phone or a coffee. You’re in control

I had another vision where I am following the wife in a market place in India. I look down at a 45 degree angle about 100 feet away, I am wearing a hat and purposely walking slowly holding the kids hands, and they are such cool kids, she is in a hurry and I am laughing at my self as she is so cute in her huffy walk... : )

I feel my future wife works at Cambridge University in the UK, because the Autumn was different from Canada and in the UK they have White Willow trees, in the vision in the canoe with my children there was a white willow tree, but India has White Willow trees as well.

Here is the extended part of the vision with my wife and kids from the hypnotherapist session above. It was last year I had this vision Nov 18 2008, on December 16 2008 I was meeting my father in downtown Toronto it was cold and as I was walking into a coffee shop to pick up a coffee, I saw a tiny Muslim woman running for the door. I opened the door for her and allowed her to take my place in line as she was cold and seemed stressed. She asked me for the time and there was a unbelievable "spark" between us, it was like I knew her. I asked her why she needed to know the time? She told me that she was working co-op at the hospital and was studying medicine, she wanted to be a cardiologist but she wanted to teach, unfortunately she said she had to leave Canada and continue her university in the UK.....ok this freaked me out. I told her about my vision, we went to a movie, we clicked, it seemed I could "feel" her "feelings", (I have empathy but this was much more), I never told her that. But the visions frightened her and the fact I had quit smoking didn't help, it's been a year she's going to get married, it wasn't her but she was an angel and saved my life. Some people we never forget, it's all good

Anyhow if you haven't met Mr Right please reply to this ad, I would love to chat with you.

Kevin

That is toooooooooo long to read!! I am white and from kent, england and couldnt give a toss to be honest! Maybe when i am sober i will read purely for a laugh"!

I'm with missjb and gj, that was the most boring post i have ever read, and i only got a couple of paragraphs in. Do yourself a favour, edit that post, take out 99% of everything that you said, and get to know people in the normal way. You sound like a whiny wimp.
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I got in touch with my feminine side. She emailed me back saying if I ever contacted her again she'd call the police.

Luckily I didnt need to read past the first sentence Is a bit longish.

Get fooking all sorts in here lately
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Oh, Goody!
Can I have some of the large, circular aniseed ones with the sugar.
Cos they don't have any liquorice atall, atall.
But only the blue ones, mind, cos the pink ones are for girls!
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This is fascinating. It's so fascinating that I'm sort of speechless. I actually went through half of the thing. LOL

Now, here are the conclusions:

* Whether it's real or not, your story belongs in "stories".

* No woman you've seen in a vision, in that 1% chance she's on this site and particularly on this forum, is going to read through all your experiences to find out she's the one. Although, if you're meant to be, she'll probably know without reading it. LOL

* It would be good to add a picture - as most visions are well, visual -

And, yeah, well... That's about it. NEXT !

Well I got further than most of you, I got to the 4 year old (poor) kid with an asian mum; that idiot, who waffles on fo way too long, for a father and curly orange hair!
At that point i felt like watching the muffets on channel 5, for the same level of common sense however more humour!

Handsel stop him now, I like your long posts, they at least make me smile,
He is trying to steal your crown!!!
chuckling to myself at the diversity of idiots.

In the op, this one sentence struck me:
'Psychics were nonsense, they were not real.'

Now I'm confused... He's a psychic, he's not real!

My God! You've all been replying to a frigment of this un-real avatar's imagination!
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Still cant be bothered....

Dont blame ya for not reading it miss jb, maybe if I had read the first few lines properly I could have saved my eyes!

Handsel, honey do not worry whether he is real or not, its a fruitless experiement, your talents would be better spent anywhere else,

Oh the other side if his 'wife' does read this on here and our comments, I feel his chances have been slashed sincerly.

Even if I was 'made' for him, having read what everyone else put, I wouldnt respond,