I Had Been Shown Something In My Mind's Eye

Almost eight years ago, we moved into a neighborhood in Grandy, NC named Walnut Island. My wife became ill and we went to see the good Doctor Owens, the local family practitioner. He recommended that my wife, Peggy, drink 2 gallons of water a day for two weeks, to flush the kidneys and urinary system. During the course of the "water therapy", she began to feel worse and worse. It was as if the water itself was making her sick. It was... I was beginning to feel lethargic myself, and after living there for two years, I noticed my memory didn't seem quite as keen lately. We had two dogs at the time, one would drink our water, the other would simply not drink the water from the well. Later the (much younger) dog that drank well water subsequently died. I still have the older BIG dog, he drinks bottled water like mad! Four years later, my research revealed that the local Vet had so many calls out of the Walnut Island area... "My dog is sick... My dog is sick", that the Vet has a pat answer. It works every time... "STOP GIVING THAT DOG WELL WATER"!

I began to ask our neighbors if they had any health problems, and how was YOUR water? I began to get answers that indicated something was very wrong. Everybody was either sick, their children were sick, or somebody had just died of a strange cancer, or the house was now hooked up to county water and the home was subsequently taken over by new, healthy occupants, or the houses were vacant, occupants untraceable. I tried to account for EVERY HOUSE in the neighborhood. I asked so many neighbors, and all the time getting the same responses, we began to suspect there was something desperately wrong with the water. I began a quest to find out what was going on!

(I am an ex-pharmaceutical representative for Hoechst-Roussel Pharmaceuticals, and have extensive medical knowledge. It was my job to detail Physicians on Claforan, a complicated, but very effective hospital IV Antibiotic, Lasix, a diuretic, and a host of other pharmaceuticals. Admittedly, I am NOT a doctor, none the less, I would like to thank Hoechst-Roussel for their wonderful training and intensive courses of study that they require!)...

I began to document our neighbor's medical conditions. Cancers of the blood and bone marrow, some in the very young, some struck the very old. Sure is lot of internal organ Cancer around here, I thought. I began to wonder if there had been an old gas station around here some place. I thought... If the water here is really making us sick... Most of us were using wells, if there IS contamination of some sort here and it's water related, that I should be able to just walk uphill and possibly find something. The next Sunday, the Elizabeth City Daily Advance, our local paper here, featured me on the front page standing by the old LEADED gasoline pump I found in the woods that day. The "Danger Contains Lead" stickers were still visible on the (at that time) still present gas pumps. I did not know it at the time, but on March 25th 2004, I had rediscovered the remains of the old BU Evans Gas Station, abandoned, now completely overgrown, and closed for years! The discovery and subsequent investigation led me on a seven year long research project, recently completed, with dramatic results!

The next morning, (It was a beautiful day), for some strange reason, I was compelled to pick up a notebook, and pen, and walk in the direction of the old gas station. When I arrived at the site, a peaceful calm came over me. I was staring down at the Earth where the old gas tanks had been, and I began to pray. I asked God to show me what was really here in the ground. Were the old tanks still present? Suddenly, without warning, my vision seemed to change. I will never forget this! It was as if I was looking down a long tunnel, then I became part of the "picture", as if I was actually standing there. I began to see images in the back of my mind. I don't know what happened to my "real" vision, but I began to see a series of images like a filmstrip... Flash, Flash, Flash, like I was in a classroom or something. The pictures were very clear, and in full blown living color, like little short film clips of remote places in the world. Places I have never seen, or been to! Places where I appeared to be standing at that point in time. I saw London, (rather, I was IN LONDON), the brown cobblestone structure of Big Ben was unmistakable. There were people in chaos, running and yelling. I could not tell what they were saying, but I could tell they were very afraid. Then, the "picture" shifted and I was looking DOWN THROUGH THE GROUND at a lake of gasoline underneath the city of London. It had the color and sheen of gas, floating on the top of water, but it was UNDERGROUND. The picture changed, and I saw an Oriental like city. I was standing on a street corner of that city and saw a small blue car with four occupants come smoking around the corner. It was emitting a large plume of thick black smoke. The people inside were oriental in appearance and they were upset. Talking loudly, the female in the rear seat leaned forward and began yelling at the driver. I could see people everywhere. I saw signs. You know, like store fronts have signs over them. I could not read the writing, it looked like Chinese or something. The signs had a lot of red characters on a yellow background. Then, as I glanced down, I could see through the street, and I was looking right down through the pavement, I could see a lake of gasoline. It had the same colors and sheen as I had seen in "London". Then the scene shifted, I saw Paris. I know the Eiffel tower when I see it. I saw a river. It was night time now, lots of lights and the city was spread out before me. People were in chaos. Yelling and running. A lady's hat blew off and she chased it out of sight. Then, I looked down at the sidewalk, and I could see right through the concrete. I was looking at another lake of gasoline. Then the picture changed again. I was in New York. I could recognize some of the buildings. It looked like Manhattan, by Staten Island. People had the same chaotic appearance of running around in a panic, yelling. I could not tell what they were saying. As I looked down... You guessed it, I saw right through the ground into another lake of gasoline. Then, it all stopped, and I was standing there staring at the spot on the ground where the old gas tanks used to be, with the notebook in my hand. I about fainted. I remember saying out loud... "I am so sorry, THANK YOU FATHER... I never knew"!

Until this moment in my life, I have never had or seen any kind of "visions". I had never "heard the voice of God", I had never been "contacted" in this way before. I realized that I had been SHOWN something. I thought perhaps it was the future, and did not understand. It was two days later that it came to me, in a shocking revelation, I HAD SEEN A VISION OF THE PAST. It was done in such a manner that I was unable to tell if this was my own imagination, or I had actually seen these places "in my mind's eye". The conclusion of what I saw that day was obvious. We were living above great lakes, oceans and rivers of gasoline. Beneath our feet exist great pools of gasoline, underneath every major city in the world... And it meant something. I just didn't know what.

I was so shocked that I went to a neighbors house and told them what happened. I was totally wrecked, mentally. I was crying, I mean snot and slobber, totally upset, and shaking uncontrollably, and I am sure I appeared to be totally incoherent. I was a tee total mess! Our neighbors probably didn't make much sense of my babbling and crying, but I could not help it. I FELT SUCH GREAT SORROW FOR THE WORLD. I cried and cried. They knew something had happened to me. We prayed.

Looking back on this, I cannot say if I really saw all this or if it was a figment of my own mind, but I know it was a very un-nerving event in my life. I have not since, had any other "visions", but I have determined that the vision was CORRECT. Technically correct in every detail. Since that time, I have determined that we ARE in fact living on top of oceans, lakes, and rivers of gasoline, it is causing diabetes, type 1 and 2, autism, alzheimer's, parkinson's specific internal organ cancers, and a specific brain cancer in children.

These are scientifically provable facts that I know must be shocking to the reader, and you must have doubts. After completing seven years of studying the populations living around gasoline spills... I know all too well the effects of drinking gasoline tainted water, over time. I also know that trace quantities of gasoline may now be found in ALL drinking water... All around the world. In recent years, I have written several scientific papers on the subject, and called on physicians and doctors all over North Carolina and Virginia with this research. I HAVE SEEN THESE DOCTORS, ONCOLOGISTS, INTERNAL MEDICINE FELLOWS, ETC. TURN WHITE AS A SHEET FROM READING THIS RESEARCH. I know you won't believe this but I swear it is actual, and true. Please reference the (now famous) research paper I wrote in a response to the "visions". I was STRONGLY COMPELLED to write about my experience. Since that time, I have been in the FRONT PAGE HEADLINES of the local newspaper SIX TIMES with this research. Now, I am presenting it to you. I have never admitted this to anyone except my neighbors where I cried so hard that day. I am so sorry, I just HAD to tell someone. I do not really expect you to believe it, but I would like for you to see the research that came from all this. Please go to:

http://home.earthlink.net/~diabetestype1/

Scroll down to read the paper. If you would be so kind as to send me a real eMail address, I will send you a printable, updated version in notepad. I would also be willing to send the "slide show" of photographs I have developed. As stated, I have watched doctors all over two states have obvious physical reactions from reading this research when they realize... That I am right! Read it and you will know the truth when you do! I feel so depressed and cry a lot now. I am getting less and less functional with each passing day. Nobody believes me, or cares. My research has been suppressed by the government, my house broken into, my records stolen, my computers torn up. Maps ripped off the walls, My web site hacked, It seems nobody will listen to me! Except the doctors. They all know I am right! Where do I go now? I feel totally helpless, powerless to effect any kind of change. The world needs to know about the gasoline and what diseases it is causing in our population... But I cannot for the life of me figure how to get the message out. PEOPLE MUST KNOW!

Yours and His, George Michael Richardson