i love bowie.  i see him all the time.

anyway i was out and about trying to get to my records, but i couldnt get there so i said "okay does anyone need my help" and the wind (which i was riding) pushed me over to an embankment where a truck was turned over on the steep weed covered edge of the road.  i went over to the truck and there was a guy under it, stuck.  i tried to get him to talk to me, and he wasnt making any sense because he was probably in shock.  i noticed one eye had damaged pupil, looked like bowies damaged pupil, so i asked him if his eye had always been like that.  he said it had.  so i told him maybe he should sing china girl or lets dance.  and he started singing lets dance! so i did the instrumental part to accompany him.  after singing the song he was back to his senses, and he told me his name.  i was able to pull his body out from under the truck, and it was in pieces, so i put it back together.  then i asked him where he wanted to go, told him we could go anywhere in time or space.  i suggested he might want to check on a loved one.  and he said he wanted to see his two kids.  so i started crying because i was sorry he died.  i told him we would go up, and look at the map, and go to where his kids are.  (if i have to get around the globe i use it like a map and go up really high then dive down to the destination.)  so he lived in western texas.  we kept needing a wider map.  because texas is big.
i wasnt sure if i could carry him through the air so i tried to teach him how to fly.  i showed him how to catch the wind in his arms and float up, but when he tried he fell into the water with a splash.  it was funny.   i laughed and went and got him and it turns out not to be hard to bring him up into the air.  
anyway we arrived at a sort of waiting area, where all the maps are kept, and people started to arrive and talk to him.  he knew the men.  i figured maybe now that i was done i could go to my  records, and asked the men "have you got him from here?" and he said yes.  
then i hugged him and left.  the guy from under the truck name is timothy, and his wife name gail.  (i didnt hug tim i hugged one of the men.  he had a beige suit on.)
the funny thing is i had to talk tim out of the delirium and bring him back to his senses and it was the song that did it.  because i had long conversation with him beforehand, but he didnt start making coherence until we sang lets dance.  then after that i talked for a while to him about different things, and eventually told him that unfortunately his truck had gone off the road.  so he was in the afterlife.  
i kept thinking i might lose my focus and fall out but i didnt.  

and oh yeah- i had done several other trips beforehand, and upon returning thought 'oh no, i forgot to go to the records.'  so i wanted to go back in but thought i might be too awake, so i used the 'brain awake- body asleep' and that worked on the second time i said 'asleep.'

after i woke up i barely believed it all happened.  but of course its more real than reality, so...

the point is, bowie's music really does wake the dead!  that guy is AWESOME!  and he is a frequent flyer in other realms.  i see him all the time.



does anyone else have wind lift them up as a means of transportation?  the wind always comes when i put my arms out.  

Thanks for sharing Greenwater!
Yes, music makes you get together, get focused (well the songs you mentioned is his "cool" period, my favorite is "Space Oddity"- something totally different).
I sometimes feel a cool breeze in my body when changing consciousness states, but when I'm flying I don't, only if I really hard imagine to feel it, normally I just "move". But I very much like wind, and the wind's hiss in the trees, it's a kind of signal for me for the greater-than-the-physical. I too dive in a sort of map or seen from high above landscape often, yeah, first high up, overviewing, then down again.

Spooky