In Special Powers and the Nine Rings, author Mike J. Rockeyfeller talks about the clues left behind as each of the people from his life meet their fate. From an early age, Rockeyfeller was suspicious of his relatives as they discounted his right to property over the years. His Uncle Gee just took his father's land, car, and truck as his own when he died, never considering his nephew's right to his own father's property. Rockeyfeller lives his life by accepting his intuition and recognizing that events do not happen by chance. There is no specific time to relax ones senesces and ignore intuition. He recounts the instances where his intuition is borne out in the events that take place, from a friend accidently shooting himself with twenty-three hours of his birthday to the death of his selfish Uncle Gee in a train crash. Destiny has its own plan, and once it's in place, there is no going back. There are dates that have special meaning in each person's life. You can uncover the dates that have significance in your life and relate them to all that is meaningful to you. Claim the good karma for yourself.

Special Powers And the Nine Rings

By MIKE J. ROCKEYFELLER

iUniverse, Inc.

Copyright © 2012 Mike J. Rockeyfeller
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4759-1252-4

Contents

Chapter 1: Near Death Experience, Twice before Twenty...............................................1Chapter 2: Family Homesteads, Including My Own......................................................3Chapter 3: Starting My Career in the Oilfield, and the Drilling Rigs................................6Chapter 4: First Plane Crash, in Alberta's Peace....................................................12Chapter 5: Uncle Gee Killed in Train Crash, and a Driller Killed on Rig 13..........................18Chapter 6: Oilfield Training in Texas, before Flying to Columbia, South America.....................24Chapter 7: Enemy Workers Killed in Separate Crashes.................................................33Chapter 8: Damaged Reputation and Fabricated Gossip.................................................42Chapter 9: The Start of Good Things; Meeting the Premier of British Columbia........................50Chapter 10: Problems with the Complainer City in British Columbia...................................55Chapter 11: Law Enforcement Officer Burns in His Car................................................62Chapter 12: A Near Miss Collision with a Tractor Trailer............................................67Chapter 13: Coincidence about Fours, and Four Law Enforcement Officers Shot.........................76Chapter 14: Unusual Events, Strange but True........................................................83Chapter 15: Civic Politics and Prosperity for the City..............................................92Chapter 16: Visit by the US Ambassador..............................................................108Chapter 17: Recap; Many Deaths Near the Complainer City.............................................112Chapter 18: Bad Karma Agnew.........................................................................123Chapter 19: Summary and Definitions.................................................................129Chapter 20 Records of Employment and Venture Development Dates......................................139Chapter 21: Premonitions and Dreams.................................................................143Chapter 22: Previous Bizarre Events on the Calendar's Love Day......................................150Chapter 23: View from Above.........................................................................158Chapter 24: Stakeholders Meeting, and My Special Date: 09/09/09.....................................163

Chapter One

Near Death Experience, Twice Before Twenty

I grew up in the country, surrounded by oilfield prosperity and industry. Mother taught school while Father and his crew built sites and roads for the oil and gas companies in remote locations. Summer holidays at Father's oilfield work sites were an adventure and helped shape my future in exploration and construction. At that time I enjoyed flying out to oil field locations in a chopper at age 10 with Dad, learning everything about the industry that I would have to start at an early age when he passed away just four years later. I knew that the oilfield was high risk and dangerous, but the lure of big money drew me in. Although I developed a fear of the industry that I had chosen, I refused to leave it because I believed the force that was with me would protect me. To this day I still maintain that the intuitions, warnings, and outstanding and bizarre events that happened could not be dismissed because of nature and could only be a divine force. Observing the warnings when they appeared would only strengthen my belief in the divine force while I watched skeptics perish. I also believe that I have encountered a strong spiritual presence and intuition, partly due to the near-death experiences that I had. The first was when I was about 10 years old, when I was stung twice on the neck by honey bees and almost died. The second was in 1977, when I was working drilling rigs and a drill pipe fell on me across my back, head, and neck, nearly killing me. The third was in the fall of 2003 and ended my career on the drilling rigs due to injuries I received when I was attacked. Since then I have had this compelling urge to always keep certain items with me that were from the spot where I was attacked, and I also bring them along with me whenever I travel. Unusual and strange events have occurred following these traumatic ordeals.

When I was age 10, one hot summer day in July I rode my bicycle on the farm and ventured out near the bee hive compound where we raised tame bees for organic honey. I must have appeared threatening to some of them because two of the bees stung me on the back of the neck. I had an allergic reaction, and within minutes my neck started to swell and my breathing was restricted as I tried to rush to my home town and to the hospital, which was about 20 miles away. En route to obtaining medical attention, I experienced more difficulty while my skin broke out in a rash. My entire body swelled, as well as my neck, and I developed an itch and couldn't stop scratching myself. Near the stop sign at the intersection one mile from town, where the town cemetery was located, I lost my breath and was starting to lose most of my senses. My vision started to turn to black, and I vaguely remember someone putting me in a vehicle. I lost consciousness and slid down flat on the seat of the truck while continuing to gasp for air. As I fought for my life, I slowly started to recognize my surroundings as we arrived at the hospital, where I received anti-venom medication for the bee stings. The timing of seeing that graveyard couldn't have been worse to scare a suffering 10-year-old kid! I fully recovered minutes after the medication, and I was happy to be alive.

Chapter Two

Family Homesteads, Including My Own

Our parents, uncles, and aunts all applied on homesteads in the peaceful country of Alberta, developing their land into a mixed farming operation with more than two hundred head of cattle and grain farming, spread out on 24 quarter-sections of land. Our neighbors in the area also grew grain and raised cattle. One day, four hundred fifty of their cattle escaped our neighbor's compound and trampled my parents' grain field, destroying it for the season. These neighbors felt terrible about what had happened and tried to compensate us for the loss; however, they did not feel that their compensation was fair because they would occasionally raise the topic years later. It was probably best to put that issue to rest, because homesteaders were poor in those days, so that matter was excused.

Many years later, when they were unable to care for their large herd of cattle, they sold them and were required to surrender their grassing lease, which would later be converted into another homestead program, Farm Development Lease and Farm Development Sale (FDL and FDS). I received a bulletin in the mail informing me of the development program that would increase my ranch size considerably if I was the winner in the bid for that prime land. I would also receive it for 10 percent of market value. This would turn out to be my best kept secret until I finally received the land development agreement as the winner, beating out all of my other bidding competitors.

I then rented a new D6 Caterpillar dozer and operated it for a whole month, until I had a large field fit for cultivation. The title took much effort over the next few years. During this time the economy crashed, and so did my credit rating, along with...