Surviving A Great White Shark Attack

Surviving A Great White Shark Attack
One of the very many horrible things the cult did was try to kill me in inventive ways. Rita, during our conversation, told me cults were breeding the sharks in Jaws. I told her, time and again, the shark in Jaws was a mechanical shark. (I remember now, I worked on the movie Jaws and turned it into a huge puppet operated by scuba divers since the mechanics didn’t work.)

What I realize now, is that Rita was talking about the Great White Shark. Evidently each Satanic group has its own purpose in bringing about Armageddon. They never did achieve ending the world, but to date each individual cult has never been told to stop their cruel undertakings. So new viruses are released from time to time and the breeding of sharks and boa constrictors continues. Hey, guys, you can stop now – okay!

My Shark Attack –
One day I was drugged and brought to the ocean and pushed overboard and that woke me up. While I was still struggling and gasping for air I heard someone yell, “Shark!” I turned around to see two men leaning on flotation devices that were attached to a huge cage. As soon as I focused on them they lifted up the door to the cage and a gigantic Great White Shark immediately swam furiously toward me. The men yelled, “Swim away – Swim away!” to me.

The following is exactly what I did, and what I think anyone could do, if faced with the same situation. You have to see the shark and it has to be close enough that you can’t get away. I believe that shark was released about 150 feet from me. Everything in me told me to swim. I remembered that dolphins aren’t afraid of sharks, it’s the opposite, sharks are afraid of dolphins. A bottle-nose dolphin can swim as fast or faster than a shark and he will bunt the shark in the nose with enough force to really hurt the shark. A shark’s nose is very vulnerable. I knew I couldn’t possibly swim away fast enough. That shark was coming straight toward me at the speed of a ski-boat pulling a water skier. So I put my body into a ball, my knees to my chest and I used my hands to keep myself afloat. I stayed in that position for two or three seconds while the shark closed the gap between us. I had to wait until the shark was close enough that I could kick it with enough force to stop it.

What happens is, the shark has to be close enough to begin its attack. I think it unhinges its jaw because I heard a definite sound before it began its ascent. It has to get its mouth over you because the shark’s mouth is on its underside. Then there is a whoosh sound as its head comes to the surface of the water. That’s when you can release your legs with all the force in you and kick him, heels first, in the nose. I thought, and you would think, you would probably hit a tooth or its mouth when you’re trying to do that, but you won’t because it’s mouth is set back from the tip of its nose. Also, the shark never varied course, not an inch to one side or the other, that’s a good thing to know, I didn’t know that at the time. I imagine if you wait too long its head would be entirely out of the water and then you might have the chance of sticking your foot in its mouth while trying to kick his nose. Believe me, I sincerely doubt that would ever happen because it’s difficult to wait for an enormous shark to get that close in order to kick it. It’s a bit like that scene in Braveheart when the warriors were waiting for the horses to get close enough to attack the men riding them. If you kick too early you may have to kick again and then you wouldn’t have the same force behind your feet.

I was able to kick him smack between the nostrils with both heels. And I had enough force behind it that I felt my heels go into his nose for several inches before I hit any bone, any part of his skull, but once that happened, blood squirted out of both nostrils and all forward motion of this shark stopped and he appeared to sink. I waited a second or two to see if he would come back after me and I realized that he was gone and only blood remained where the shark had been. So I began to swim back to shore thinking that other sharks might smell the blood and come to that spot.

I’d spent a good deal of time in the ocean my whole life so I knew how to ride waves and follow currents and I made it back with not a scratch on me.

The shark attack incident was recounted to me during The Conversation I had with Rita. She claimed it was all on tape. I’ve always been on satellite surveillance so possibly there’s a satellite video of what happened. Rita told me the men who released the shark were apparently upset with me for hurting him, since they’d raised him from a “pup.” She said they starved him for a week before they released him so they would be sure he’d be hungry enough to eat a human being.

So to recap,

* Face the shark

* Bring your knees to your chest while staying afloat with your hands

* Wait until you hear his jaw open and see his head begin to rise above the water.

* When his eyes are water level spring your legs forward to kick him between the nostrils with enough force that you can feel your heels connect with his skull. Remember he’s moving forward at about 30 MPH so that’ll add to the force of your kick. He’ll be close enough to kick when his nose is near or at the surface of the water.

Remember –

The huge majority of sharks aren’t a threat to people. They don’t like us and they stay away. Most Great White Sharks aren’t interested in people. If there are no unusual circumstances they want no part of you. We’re too much trouble to eat and we don’t taste good. But if Rita was right, and from reports so far, she may be right, and there are people breeding these creatures and releasing them in strange waters, then this counter-attack strategy is something you might want to keep in mind.

Remember that sharks have a dorsal fin that remains out of the water much of the time. Dolphins swim in an up-and-down motion because they’re mammals and they have to breathe, and they’re breathing through the blowhole in the tops of their heads. So if you see a dorsal fin that goes in and out of the water with great frequency that’s a dolphin or a porpoise. If it stays on or near the surface of the water and continues for a long time without surfacing, then it’s a shark.

As a kid, when my friends and I used to swim unattended in the ocean, one of us would stay on the jetty and watch for fins. If we saw dolphins or porpoises in the area we knew we could swim safely because no shark would dare cross that barrier. It worked out well for us for many, many years. If we did see a shark we would just stay on the beach. Of course, it’s best to swim where there are people, lifeguards, etc. Part of a lifeguard’s job is to watch for sharks. Remember, too, our ocean beaches are routinely patrolled by helicopters and small planes.

About Grace Gardener

THE NSA AND THE MOOCS WON'T LET ANYONE GET THROUGH TO ME. THEY MAY EVEN HURT YOU IF YOU TRY. See the pages in the tabs of this blog, Grace Gardener, and, A Little About Lynn Mickelsen. If you know me and I don't get back to you, then the email was intercepted. Never talk to anyone claiming to be me without asking questions to be sure. All site posts beginning 4/1/16 will be on I’m not doing this for attention. I have 107 broken bones, zero disks in my back, and I’m exhausted. I need to get through to the people who knew me for credibility: but the NSA blocks my every move. I have to have the same acknowledgement and respect for my judgement I had while I was a ghost director in Hollywood and when I was CEO of the Rand Corp. Rand has been able to keep my work anonymous and credited to other people so they can collect my pay and residuals. They figured as long as they’re erasing my memory, and taking credit for my inventions, music, acting and directing; they may as well keep the money I earned. Also, the money would be proof that I did the work, so they’ve kept me poor all of my life. The reason the conspirators made plans in front of me was because they were assured I would “Never Remember” them, their visit and the things they planned. They talked in a kind of code that I have since figured out. I would have turned them in after the meeting had I been allowed to remember. I have to operate the way I do to keep away from my captors. GRR taught me most of the tactics I use. (Now he won’t help because his memory of me is implanted.) I know it angers some corrupt NSA Officers, but it’s a fact that I was a prisoner and slave at the Rand Corporation, and the NSA helped and still helps to keep me that way. I have to make evasive maneuvers to keep me, my daughters, this country and the world safe. Meanwhile I have no where to turn. I still feel like a candle in the wind. My name was Lynn Mickelsen while I was a prisoner in a blue house and slave of a “club” based in northern New Jersey. If you know me PLEASE DON'T TRY TO CONTACT ME THROUGH THE RAND CORPORATION OR ANY OF MY FORMER EMPLOYERS OR ANY CONTACT FROM MORE THAN 9 YEARS AGO. People who tried doing this are being killed. Some people know the cult know it with a name similar to The Builder Berg Society or the Skull and Dagger Society. There's a HUGE bounty on my head that the cult I escaped from has no intention of paying. The plan is to have me killed and then to kill the person trying to collect the bounty. I thought up the plan and the amount because I thought it was going to be the plot in a movie. I told the people who wanted the plan, "This is one movie no one will want to see." In short, anyone who kills me will be killed within 24 hours and will never see a dime. Now I'm RVing but I’m still a prisoner in that I can't get in touch with anyone, and no one can get in touch with me, except in person. I found out about the other life I’d been living during a grueling five-hour conversation I detail in my Book, ‘the Conversation’ The reason I knew nothing about my own life was because I suffered selective amnesia - induced by the cult that owned me - with drugs, torture and electricity. 'The Conversation' is available in paperback at The ebook is free. I worked nights and weekends naming products, bands and internet services, or anything else the "club" wanted me to do. I would wake up in the morning and remember nothing about the work and meetings, and I never received ANY money. I could only remember my 9 - 5 job at a bank. I’ve written the eBook, ‘Garden of the Light,’ as a lighter, inspirational compliment to the eBooks – ‘the Conversation,’ and, 'the Truth about Lynn Mickelsen’ which are intended to shed new, totally different light on the current world situation and change the world for the better. Apocalypse is a Greek word meaning, ‘the Revealing of Ancient Knowledge.’ I consider the book, ‘the Conversation,’ as Apocalypse because it reveals the ancient knowledge. We'll have World Peace once we abolish child abuse. My view of Apocalypse has no battle, no war, no army. I believe the knowledge in ‘the Conversation’ is enough to save the world. The blog lists just some of the accomplishments I achieved as a slave, to let everyone I've helped over the past sixty years, who I am. I will finally claim my life! If you’re a George Lucas fan you may remember some of these strange stories that involve him. I met George on the set of American Graffiti; we got engaged when the movie wrapped. I was taken away and George was told I was dead. Five years later I was hired to figure out how to make Luke Skywalker’s farm vehicle fly. The people who handled me (owned me) forgot that I had worked for this director once before on American Graffiti and they told him I was dead. I arrived and solved Lucas’s problem for him and he tearfully remembered me and told me what had happened five years before. I stayed on the set of Star Wars long enough to name the Star Wars characters and solve another animatronics problem with Chewy’s costume. I was told it was time to leave and started to follow my jailers the way I had been programmed to, when George asked, “When will I see you again?” I began to say, “Oh, you’ll see me again,” but I realized I wasn’t certain of that because once before, when we got engaged, I never saw him again. So I turned around and started walking back toward Lucas and I asked, “How about now? Can I stay with you now? Because I don’t know when I’ll be able to see you again.” George thought a second and agreed that I should stay. As I was walking back to him I saw his expression change and looked over my shoulder to see the man I had been following holding a gun on me. I kept walking because now I was sure that the story Lucas had told me about what happened five years ago, was going to happen again and I couldn’t allow that. Someone had obviously been playing with my life, and I couldn’t have that, so I kept walking toward Lucas and away from the man with the gun. Lucas’s expression changed again, this time his face was filled with fear and horror. I turned around and now there were three men holding guns on George Lucas. There was only about 20 feet of desert between us but I had to go with them in order to save Lucas’s life. So, if you’re a fan of George Lucas you may remember someone being stolen off the Star Wars set at gunpoint. That was me. Years later I was abducted and stolen from the Academy Awards. You may remember that incident - that was me. Years later I was abducted and stolen from the Elton John’s post Oscar Party that benefits his AIDs foundation. You may remember that incident - that was me. Years later Harrison Ford and George Lucas devised a plan to steal me off of the set of The Fugitive. This time I was shot with a coma drug. They used a hypodermic needle that went through my coat and slacks and into my thigh. Two bogus ambulance men came in a stolen ambulance and took me away. The only other time I saw George face to face was during the making of Howard the Duck. George Lucas and Steven Spielberg made that ridiculous movie to try to rescue me again, in case you were wondering why they made that movie. I was supposed to see Lucas again on a set of Indiana Jones but this time it was George who was drugged and abducted. This makes 8 times George Lucas tried to rescue me. I’ve spoken with Lucas on the phone only a few times over the past 40 years, and those phone calls and the conversations we had while shooting American Graffiti, are what makes up Yoda’s philosophies and Star Wars 7 – the Force Awakens. The reason the people who owned me don’t allow George and I to get together is because they don’t want World Peace. War makes them rich. The greed of a handful of people keep the word in the turmoil it’s in. The people in the entertainment industry know me as the woman with no memory and no name. If you want to know more about me, check out my blog; or read my free ebooks the Truth about Lynn Mickelsen, and, the Conversation. I‘m still trying to walk those 20 feet.
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