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The Dead Man Who Walked


Most people would call me an old man, though I don't feel that way at all. At 70 most of my life is behind me, leaving me with many memories. I remember my very psychic and spiritual mother, and many of my psychic experiences.

One story comes to mind rather often. I saw a dead man walking a high wire, sometimes called a tightrope. He was a dead man and didn't know it. I want to tell you this story because I want people to know what is possible in the world of psychics.

I was 15 or 16 years old at the time. I attended a live-in boys school in Michigan, in the U.S.A. The boys were given tickets to attend the policemans' field day in Detroit, Michigan, which was held at the Detroit Tigers baseball stadium. A field day is like a large private circus and celebration, with the police doing much of the performing.

We were loaded on a bus for the hundred mile trip to Detroit and travel was uneventful. We made our way to the stadium and found our seats. The field day started with a few formalities and then things got interesting. There were clowns and circus type acts, with a staged police cops and robbers car chase that had lots of shooting (blanks of course).

Then Captain Eddie came out to walk the high wire. He stood at the base of a pole and, as I recall, removed his cape. Then he began to climb. He got to the top and stood on the platform leading to the wire. At that instant I knew he was going to fall. I didn't think it, I knew it. I knew it as sure as the sun sets in the West, or that gravity exists. The feeling that told me he would fall was clear as crystal and terrible.

I told the boy seated to my left that he (Captain Eddie) is going to fall. The boy gave me a funny look. I instantly lowered my head and focused my vision on the tops of my shoes. I did not want to see him die. As soon as I saw my shoe tops clearly I heard multi-thousands of people gasp as one. He had fallen. I never doubted he would.

I looked and saw him laying on the ground, the stretcher bearers running to him. I heard the announcer call out the clowns as the music played. An ambulance came out, the Captain was loaded and taken to the hospital. He was dead.

The boy to my left gave me another, but different, funny look. Someone always gives a funny look when something said becomes instant reality.

I cannot tell you how it works. All I know about being psychic is that knowledge arrives in my mind without being sought. About half the time it comes in dreams.

I knew Captain Eddie was dead before he did.

Verification of this story can be found by searching the internet. Search Captain Eddie Detroit.

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Jubeele (2 stories) (53 posts)
6 years ago (2018-01-26)
MrRiggs, I'm glad to know that you've embraced your gift. I can see it in your honed, inner strength that shines through so clearly. You've brought me comfort in turn with your calm acceptance and that sense of distilled energy.

Thank you for sharing with us.
MrRiggs (2 stories) (10 posts)
6 years ago (2018-01-26)
Strangely, I felt no trauma. Being psychic was our household norm. I knew Captain Eddie would fall. It came as no surprise and there was no shock.

By the time I was age 6 I was so confident in my dream ability that I intentionally used it to recover a hidden toy.

When in grade school, I think the 4th or 5th grade, the semester ended with a party day. Games were played and one of the games had random numbers drawn. I knew the numbers before the teacher drew them. I told the boy in the seat to my left what they would be. He would ask "How are you doing that?" I had then, and have even now, no idea.

I knew when the phone would ring. When I was really rolling I knew who was calling. I cannot tell you how I could do that.

Some things are day to day. Other things are quite powerful and can't be mistaken. I knew that man was going to fall, just as my mother knew a race car driver was going to be killed.

Compiling a list seems pointless. Things just happen and I sometimes know in advance.

What I can't do is turn it on or off. It has a mind of its own. I'm just a bystander that acts as a receiver.

Real psychics tell me I'm psychic. Ordinary psychics tell me I'm psychic. One day walking through a mall in the U.S. A woman approached my wife after I had walked by. She told my wife that she was a psychic, then she told my wife I was a psychic.

Sometimes I get warnings. They may be warnings of impending death. Confirmation comes not long after.

All I really know is that psychic ability is real and that my mother had a whopping big dose. Mine is pretty modest but I'm certain it is real.

HarperD (4 posts)
6 years ago (2018-01-26)
Mr. Riggs - This must have been so difficult for you to go through. That feeling that nothing can be done is one I've had before. I agree with Jubeele that you have a very special gift. It's part of your heritage as much as eye color. I feel for you. I see turning points again when I'm trying to sleep at night. All of the 'if's in the world won't change it. But you also bring people comfort and you send peace with your energy. Thank you for that.

LeBec (2 stories) (5 posts)
6 years ago (2018-01-26)
What an amazing and terrifying experience.

I fully empathise with 16-year-old-you. It is terrible having this knowledge. You don't know how you know so you cannot tell other people and there is nothing you can do to stop the event from happening. It can be such a burden at times.
Jubeele (2 stories) (53 posts)
6 years ago (2018-01-26)
MrRiggs, this experience must have been traumatic for you as a young boy. It is a difficult gift you bear. This dreaded "knowing" and yet helpless to prevent it. Clairvoyant isn't one of my gifts, but rather empathy; so please allow to give you what comfort I can.

I will tell you that yours is a precious gift. It is an integral part of you that has shaped and guided your path in life. This special spark of knowledge which you bring to every situation. Your farseeing brings you awareness of possibilities and prepares you for grim eventualities. It reinforces your spine and forges your character. Which is why you are made of "sterner stuff", like tempered steel and able to perform those difficult duties in service for your country.

Although I am half a world away, I can feel your pain and fears. I hope you're not offended, because I do not mean to intrude. You're also a strong "broadcaster", or is it because we've somewhat chanced on the same frequency?

This has often been said, but it still holds true: there can be no Light without Dark, no day without night, no laughter without tears and no joy without sorrow. It is what it is. You are who you are because of your gifts and what you've chosen to do with them. As long as there's life, there's hope.

You're hardly "old", MrRiggs. I do feel there are many more happily productive years ahead for you...😉

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