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I would briefly like to describe the beings that I have come into
contact with. I would like to state
that I had no previous knowledge of alien abduction or alien types when I began
to remember. Some memories returned
to me without hypnosis. My
childhood memories, though, required hypnosis.
The
first types (of aliens) I encountered were very short and dressed in dark blue
robes like medieval monks. They
stood about three feet to three and a half feet tall.
They were the “worker” bees. At
least that was the impression I got. They
had large round owlish eyes that took up most of their faces.
Even though I
describe these guys as the workers they are definitely not “blue collar”, as
the label infers. They were
scientists and doctors.
There were two guards on the ship but I could not make out their faces.
They were shape shifters and they were reptilian.
I have heard many negative things about reptilian types of aliens but I
can say these two were the only two I encountered on the ship.
They were guarding part of the ship where a VIP was staying.
All
were telepathic. When you are with
them you are part of them. It’s
like they’re constantly in a mental embrace.
Humans hug each other for that connection, don’t they?
When you are with these guys you are with the group. The most important part of my memory is that after recalling
these events I went through a grieving process, which was very poignant.
I simply have no words to describe it.
I was abducted and accidentally injured during the process.
On
board the ship, (I believe it was a Mother ship), I was privy to a miraculous
healing, by technology. There
were as many types of robots as there are types of flora and fauna we have on
this planet, it seemed to me! Some,
(of the robots) even flew. I was
also taken care of by one of the blond me who showed me 3-D holographic images
of a galaxy. It was amazing!
I
was also required to read or look at pages of a very large, ancient looking,
medieval grimoire. Its pages were
covered with diagrams, technical drawings and mathematics.
I was seven years old and understood none of it but I was simply required
to look at the pages. I was then taken to the VIP and it was almost like going
to see Santa Claus.
I was
taken through the ship and arrived at “HER” apartment.
When the door opened I saw “HER”.
She had white skin and stood around nine feet tall.
Her eyes were large, black and slanted.
She had no nose and just a slit for a mouth. She was tall with very long limbs, like a stick insect.
She had three fingers, or perhaps two and a thumb.
(I am not certain about the number of fingers.)
The blond man stood just in the doorway and would not approach her, out
of respect. I was hiding behind his
robes, looking nervously at HER. He
ushered me into what appeared to be a laboratory.
I approached HER and as I did, all fear left and a deep affection for HER came
over me. As I approached she raised
her hand in front of her and I rose off the floor and floated to her left where
I landed in a sitting position on a table.
It
would seem that my experience differs widely from many that I have heard.
All I know is that I would not be parted from them any longer than I need
to be. I feel that I am what is
commonly referred to as a “star child”.
That was the first visit, at about seven years of age.
I was
taken from my room again at the age of fifteen, by the same little guys and the
blond looking men. I have been
privy to a vision of what might have been the future and it is not good. I definitely believe that others and I have some kind of task
to perform in the future. I also
believe that there will be extraterrestrial involvement in our future.
I
would like to remain completely anonymous, but if you have any information of
others who have had similar experiences with the little men with round owlish
eyes, then I would like to hear about it. That
is my main reason for divulging my own story.
I have not gone into detail about the technology or robots that were involved in
my abduction as it would be a bit long-winded and this is a pretty long letter.
Yours Truly,
David
My name
is George Mason. I am living now in
Oregon. As you can see (from my
email), I am a traveling salesman. I
have to ask you not to share my personal information with anyone.
I
have had many experiences with this, (abduction), over the years.
It pretty much started when I was about nine or so.
I started having dreams of UFO’s and being in little UFO’s and
meeting other kids. I was always
floating up and all of that. (I am going to leave some things out that I am not
comfortable talking about.)
When I was twelve I saw a UFO up close, near our home in Beaufort, South
Carolina. That year would have been
in 1984. My parents had sent me out
to get something from the car and I came back in some kind of “daze” and I
had been gone for more than an hour.
The next
time I remember something like this happening was in Tucson, Arizona when I was
fourteen. I had it happen twice in
the afternoon. Time just slipped
by. A flash of light and then the
time had just slipped away for two hours. I
found a strange thing in my skin, that I removed with great effort from my
waist. I don’t know what it was
but it wasn’t there the night before. It
was hourglass shaped.
We
moved to Cambridge, Massachusetts where I went to high school for the next four
years. I had these bright white
lights appear from time to time. The
lights would always appear in the middle of the night, in different windows of
our home. I recall one time when I
was about seventeen that it got really bright outside.
So bright, in fact, that I saw a shadow of the tree on the ground.
(I was on the third floor in the back of the two-story house.
The third floor constituted a walkout basement.
The house backed up on 200 acres of forest.)
I thought a tree had fallen. It
was very eerie.
Myself and two other boy scouts were camping in the mountains with our scout
troop. We had seen three lights
about two miles away moving along the same trail we had taken.
We thought they were other campers so we flashed our lights at them.
They flashed back and my friend and I had an uncomfortable feeling.
The lights then blinked out. We
never saw anyone else on that trip, not even during our hike out back to the
cars.
We
then moved to Salt Lake City, Utah. Within
a short week I saw a silver, cigar shaped UFO, traveling just below the
foothills going North and that would have been in August of 1991.
This was not the last time I would see UFO’s. I saw them a few other times.
Usually they were just lights in the night sky over the city about 11:00
p.m. at night.
In
the Fall of 2001, (I reported this to the National UFO Center), my friend and I
saw a black triangle in the Ogden area, moving North.
I would see from time to time bright lights outside my window that
shouldn’t have been there. At
times I thought the neighbors had gotten a security light, but there was no such
light there.
From 2002-2003 I would have more bright-light encounters.
In 2003 I went back on the road as a salesman.
I have seen a lot of UFO’s in several places.
I have even had a fair amount of daylight sightings.
Last Spring I had something happen that made me really think.
I was in Jackpot, Nevada at a customers’ office.
I was parked very close to the building.
I had been researching UFO’s on Alien Dave’s web page and I fell
asleep in the car. The next morning
I woke from a very weird dream. The
dream was very vivid and my arm hurt. I
wanted to look at my arm but something stopped me from doing so.
In
my dream I was on a table in a subterranean place that was narrow but long. I saw lots of others, all in the same position but this was
not a “gray”. This was a lizard
guy wearing a cape. I said
something to him about a tail but I’m hazy about that.
The lizard guy just looked at me and left.
He came back later and did something to my arm, and told me not to worry
because I was getting my shots.
Once I remembered all of this I looked at my arm and I could see a puncture
mark. My arm was sore just as if I
had gotten a shot or an “IV” of some sort.
It made me think of high school. Many
times my friends thought I was “shooting up” because I had lines and marks,
but I didn’t know where I got them.
I
have awakened a few different times in the driver’s seat of my car with no
idea where I was or how I got there. Even
now I still sleep walk and am not sure what I am doing while engaged in that
activity. Now there is a handprint
on my bedroom window and I cannot figure out how it got there.
Now I have moved back to Oregon, my first home.
I have a nightly ritual. I
check to make certain all the doors are locked and make sure that certain other
doors are closed. I can’t sleep
without the lights on. I feel like
I am watched at night. I match many
of the things on the “list” that you have.
(He is referring to the “58 Signs of Abduction” Ed.)
Since I was a kid, I
seem to know thing. I have dreams
of alien attacks and the post-attack world.
Even those things that people call “Shadow People” I have seen those
from time to time, as well. I have
had a couple of encounters. For me,
I just want to understand.
Thanks,
What’s wrong with me? Over the last 3 months, I’ve read and watched everything I
can get my hands on regarding UFO’s. I
have become an avid star watcher. Over
the last few months I have seen more strange lights and objects in the sky
(night and day) than I’ve seen or noticed my entire life! Ten years ago, my son and I saw something the size of a
football field rise up from the tall pine trees behind our property (in the
country). It was at dusk.
There’s a pond at the site – no road leading back
there; no houses; no street lights; no air strips; no barns – just a pond in
the clearing surrounded by trees, pastures, cows, …As it rose, the bright
white lights were cascading through the tall trees.
It was beautiful! When the
object (bright white – appeared oval) got to the top of the trees – it
remained still for about 15 seconds – then it disappeared into the southeast.
The entire time we observed it, there was no sound – completely
silent!!! It made no sound as it
zipped out of sight.
We moved to Columbia (SC) in 1999 to be closer to my
son’s school. We are now clearing
land to build a house back out there in the country, near a small town only 30
minutes from here. I’ve never
been so anxious!!! I want to get
back out there so bad!!! I love
being in the country with the animals and my hands in the dirt.
But I think that there is another reason – I hope they come back.
I am not afraid of “it” or “them” – it’s funny, just recently
I’ve begun to feel absolutely fearless! I
don’t know where that has come from. We
should be laying the foundation in Jan 07 and should be in the house by Jun 07.
In the meantime, I think I’m going crazy. I can’t read enough or watch enough or get enough about
this topic. My son does not talk
about our sighting. My husband
doesn’t believe us – and doesn’t want to hear about any of it.
That’s why I’m writing you. I
don’t have anyone to talk to about this.
Why do I seem to be going ballistic??
Am I alone? Do others
experience this?
Our sighting was more than 300 feet away; however, it
was huge! It was the size of a
football field. My son and I got
home around 5:30 pm. I ran inside
and changed into my running gear. I
was back outside within 5 min. I
usually ran around our circular drive after coming home from work – 20 laps is
1 mile. I always completed my run
in time to cook supper by the time Tom Brokaw came on – which is around 6:30
pm.
After about 2 miles (it was starting to get dark) I
stopped when I saw these (this) bright light behind our house just across the
pasture. The football field sized
– “Thing” was rising from the ground.
Nothing landed after 5:30 because we would have seen it – we were
outside for about 35 min by then. So
I have no idea how long it was back there.
It was rising from the pond that the cows use for drinking water.
As it rose, my son dropped his bike and the dogs stopped playing.
We watched it rise. It
appeared oval or circular – because of the lights all of the way around it at
the bottom. But the whole thing glowed – it was gorgeous!!
As it approached the treetops, I yelled for my son to go inside and get
dad (my husband). He threw his bike
down and ran inside. Of course, my
husband was asleep on the couch and took his time getting up and putting on his
shoes. Meanwhile, I’m still
outside watching. It got to the
treetops and stopped. I froze.
But I was not afraid. I
wondered if they “it” saw me? After
about 15 seconds (which seemed like hours) it zipped away to the south.
Now this location is in the “sticks”.
The nearest country town is 11 miles away.
At that time the nearest house in one direction was bout ½ mile away
(they own the property, i.e. pasture next to us; the pond area where the landing
occurred; etc.) In the other
direction, the nearest house is more than 2 and half miles away.
So when I say we lived in the sticks, well, it’s way out in the
country.
Of course, when my son and husband came outside, it
was gone. I talked about it for
days then gave up. There was no way
to convince my husband. Even though
my son saw it too. My son does not
like to talk about – and it seems as though that’s all I want to talk about.
There was no missing time. I
just couldn’t believe what I was seeing.
Thank God my son saw it too.
I got to thinking about something that happened to me
when I was 10. I woke up with a
quarter inch cut right across my chin. It
was not bleeding. I was not a
sleep-walker nor have I ever fallen out of bed.
When I left home after high school graduation (went
into the USMC), a craft landed in our backyard. My sister was lying on my old bed looking out the window.
She watched this craft coming down from the sky.
She ran to get mom and dad. They
went out into the backyard – it had landed in the garden.
It started hissing – it had colored lights all over it – and they ran
into the house. The next day, they
went out to look at the spot where this thing had landed and found dirt
scattered in a large circle (this was in the garden).
I don’t think they’ve seen anything since – and they moved.
If they’ve seen anything strange since then they have not told me.
After it passed the house, approaching the Columbia
airport, I noticed this large white oval shape directly behind it.
At first I thought, wow that other plane is following way to close!!
Then I realized that I had been watching that plane as it neared my
house, as it passed overhead, and as it passed by headed to the airport.
The sky was blue – no clouds. I
realized that there was no plane following it!!
This thing just popped into his contrail after it passed over my house.
It wasn’t another plane because I was watching it the whole time.
I don’t know if it was a UFO – but where did this thing come from?
How could another plane just pop in behind him – there was nothing else
in the sky!!!
Anyway, see, I can talk and talk about this topic –
which is why I thought that I was going crazy!!! I can’t get enough of this.
Since I retired a few months ago, this is the only “hobby” I have
now/. This is driving me nuts.
Unfortunately, I never have a camera when I need one.
I did buy some film yesterday. I
don’t have nor do I know how to use a video camera.
Asking my son would be like pulling teeth – since this is one topic he
chooses to ignore like it never happened!
Thank you for listening
Mary Ann
My name is Laura.
I have had many experiences, but it wasn’t until four years ago that I
was able to understand where these experiences were coming from.
That was the time that I fell into a terrible emotional place in my life
where I started using drugs. This
lasted for ten months and I had started hearing voices.
Mainly they, (the voices), were trying to get me to stop using.
In fact, hearing things like “This is not the life I chose for you”
and “I don’t want to watch you die” changed my life.
The first time I remember
hearing a voice or voices was coming out of a dream state.
Now those voices are common and familiar.
I have had dreams that were so vivid that they stayed with me throughout
the years. For example when I was
about seven months pregnant with my first son, I had a dream where I was given a
baby to hold, this baby would be born to look exactly like my son looked when he
was born, but suddenly he changed, and I remember seeing he had only one eye,
and his teeth were messed up. Now,
I am thinking there were two babies. One
was human, the other was not. During
this same time I had an incredible nightmare, that there were people in my
house, and I was so afraid when I woke up I left my house for a week, and went
to stay with my mother-in-law. I
recognize those voices today.
When my son was six months
old, (this was twenty one years ago), I awoke with my husbands’ arm wrapped
around my neck, in his sleep, and his arm was cutting off my oxygen supply.
When I was coming to, I saw, and felt one being on top of me, and
another, coming from nowhere saying “she’s chosen” and pushed the other
being off me, as they tumbled to the floor and disappeared.
The term “she’s
chosen” has become a part of everyday life.
Or “she’s eclectic” or “she teaches us” and many other things.
I never dreamed of being in a UFO until after this time.
For a while I was often in one.
I only remember having one bad experience, where I was on an operating
room table, and twelve hands burned into and around my waist.
I do recall a sensation of needles drawing pain out of my ovaries.
(At least that is how I associated it when I had the discomfort of my
cycle.)
Since I stopped using
(drugs) four years ago, my life has made incredible changes.
Changes in my dream state and in my life in general.
I have found more people that have had experiences, although in my family
only three of us have. My
“gifts” increased with the passing of my sister.
I have been treated for posttraumatic stress syndrome.
As it was a very difficult thing to come to terms with. For there are those that will and have abused us humans.
I never gave such things much thought, merely thought they were
fictitious. I have seen many aliens
since then. I have grown
comfortable being watched and being a channel. At least several of them speak through me and it was
important to them I do not trance channel.
When it happened, I was
being particularly beaten up and unable to hear “his” voice as I once did.
I was rocking and crying when his voice came through and my hand started
patting my should. He said:
“It’s O.K. I think we may have found a way” When I awoke I started
speaking in Spanish, or Latin, African, or a couple other Asian dialects.
I haven’t stopped.
That was three years ago. I
have taped some and was able to have some translated, but no one ever takes me
seriously or acts like this is an everyday occurrence.
But I promise you, anyone who knew me before would know that I am not the
same person today. I never spoke of
such things as soul transference or alternate healing methods or many of the
things I find so interesting now.
I lead a very normal life
now. I work and many people do not
know that I hear, although I am not afraid to talk about it.
I choose not to as it does make people uncomfortable, and I often
“know” things about them (people), I should perhaps not.
I am not afraid to be
contacted by you should you wish as I am very interested in learning and
researching.
Considering these beings
saved my life I cannot be angry with them.
There are many around us at all times.
I do not doubt that. Most of
my experiences have been very good. I
have looked at the conspiracy angle, but haven’t found anything of real value.
It seems important that I lead a good life, nothing over the top, as life
is meant to be experienced. There
have been many other dreams as well as visions I have received while in the
stillness of meditating. One of the
first dreams I had before I started hearing voices was where I was warned that I
was in trouble and they were there to get me out of it.
They even explained that it was going to be by telepathic means.
I have signposts my entire
life leading up to that tragic event that reshaped the course of my life.
I have thought I had cameras in my eyes and ears.
I always hear comments about either what I am doing or what I am looking
at. Once I got over the trauma of knowing my whole life has been
watched, and a private thought is never private, I was fine, although it took
about three years.
I look forward to reading
your book, as I just found your website this morning. I am very interested in regression therapy I did one time
attempt it, but I must have been uncomfortable for I did not regress, but my
friend however, did. What I found
of great importance was that earlier that morning, while in the midst of sleep,
and waking, I received a vision. I
was handed an invitation, and the name of the person whose party I was invited
to was Kyleah. Interesting that my
friend was more open to the regression and received images of Kyleah’s life
where I did not. It gave me a
different theory than past lives, and more that we are allowed glimpses into
personal lives. Our minds’ being
screens for others.
I would be interested in
trying however to help uncover the missing pieces of my “travels” for I am
not usually a forgetful person about events.
I have done more traveling astral than I ever have in my life and fell
into spontaneous remote viewing, thankful I was able to look up the information
on the Internet.
As well as fascinating
dreams of people I did not know of prior, many famous, for I was able to find
them by chance. One being Dr.
Andrew Weil, my being told me he was a guru.
I had no idea who he was and about three months later reading a checkout
magazine, I came across his picture and reading “Guru to the stars”, kind of
funny, really.
These abductions I am
interested in. I have not had my
physical environment manipulated at all. Although
I have seen more than one UFO with my naked eye, my memories of the ships come
through dreams and often I am shown galaxies through a window.
I have never seen any pictures of aliens I have seen.
Close but not really looking like the ones I have seen.
You may use my first name
that would be fine. Thank you again
for responding and for offering advice.
Laura
After my sight of this “black
absorbent” color object I’ve seen with two other people, in broad daylight,
years later, something more strange happened just the same as you, (referring to
our sighting/abduction?).
Coming back from Canada a friend and I
suffer of “missing time”, three hours.
He freaked totally out we are not friends anymore but it wasn’t just
because this guy namely numbers gifted couldn’t explain how something like
that escaped to him.
I’ve considered regression but don’t
know of any reliable specialist here in Jersey.
Now that I’ve decided to find more about it, I’m afraid my thing is
also from childhood. My mother just
recently told me something I didn’t remember which scared her a lot when I was
like five years old. I got up of
bed at three in the morning in here(her?) room because I was always afraid for
some reason. I ran to her with eyes
closed, (to her this was another of my nightmares, I suffered of a recurrent
nightmare, with horrible creatures, paralysis, I hate puppets.
I freaked out every time!!) The
light, the white light, don’t you see the light? They are coming for me they are inside, they are approaching.
She hold me thirty-something years later
I’m at this point. It doesn’t
respect cultural perceptions. This
happened in Mexico in a small city. Just
my two cents, let me know what can be done.
Thank you for your quick reply. I’ll do it. It
hasn’t been a bad experience, it was fascinating.
Difficult yes when a child then you forget then for some strange reason
comes back around forty years of age.
This black manta spooned (??) for me and
only when I was underneath it almost. Every
3 seconds or so until I started to follow it from the artificial lake of the
James J. Braddock park up to my parking lot in the back of the building.
My dog didn’t reacted and it was a beautiful blond Afghan dog able to
see at tremendous distance. My friend at the time was still looking for a camera but also
yelling asking what that was, afraid.
The other witness was a middle age white
male also with a dog I believe a Golden Retriever who got tangle with mine and
then asked if it was a radio controlled apparatus.
I said:
“No, but I would like to have one of those.”
He nervously laugh but walked away quickly.
I followed to the fence crossing the
boulevard East without even looking at the traffic.
The flight was silent and majestic solid in his straight path despite the
wind moving the trees the spins where like the ones of robotic machinery quick
absolutely precise just unbelievable.
I calculate after the crossing of the
Hudson that it was heading towards the Spanish Harlem and from there to Long
Island. No lights just huge and
silent.
I suspect that the people three hunters in
Idaho saw this same object as well as a woman hiking in Rockland County. I can’t find the article at Rense’s.com but it was in
2000 around August at 6:00 or 7:00 p.m.
I’ve contrary to what I perceived and
just recently investigating I realize that his area has a lot of sightings from
the past, sadly I wasn’t able to get enough attention about my sighting and in
the lights of what happened on 9/11 I decided to keep quiet, out of respect, who
would believe me anyway??
I recently caught an “invisible”UFO in
my camera I just knew that something was out there.
(Ed. He means that he
didn’t see it with his eye but it appeared on the developed pictures.)
That’s why I interviewed Sue and John
Mann from Pine Bush, he suffers of anxiety when “they” are around.
After the phone conversation, my phone rang, elevator music heard and
couldn’t reset it no matter what I did, only after ten or twenty minutes.
I haven’t met the Mann’s but they invited me to go.
Now John told me that this is a common
occurrence but he also mentioned that some people from very far away going to
their monthly meetings, knew each other from before, a man remembered them in
memories of a dreamlike state, so want to meet me.
I know now it sounds too crazy, but I thing I saw something in Pine Bush
in just my second visit I will share later on as a thank you for your attention.
Just because you have been going to the same not easy to tell histories.
Yes you can share the story, make the right
grammatical corrections because I wrote it in one shot, you might want to add
that we look for people with a camera but no one had it despite the fact of
people walking, jogging and fishing at the time.
That the spins (?) started at the border of the artificial lake and end
where the park joints the boulevard East.
Just another detail, reading in your
website I realize that a few of the symptoms that you described are in me. (From
this point on I believe he is relating to the “Signs of Possible Abduction”
found on this site. Ed.)
Rings in the ear – hate
to think that a doctor will consider something related to some type of
psychosis.
“Feeling” of the people
way before they are at sight distance. I
can find parking even in the most crowded situation before people even show up
say in Paramus Mall. My wife just
can (can’t?) absorb that no matter how many times I do it.
Going to places at an impulse. Yes, I read weird and went for a “gravity road” location.
(?) What is funny is the area’s
location, was mistaken, my wife freaked out when by “feeling” of
“heaviness” I found the right spot 4 miles away and let go in neutral, going
up hill backwards, I even filmed the event.
(I think he meant the car went up the hill backwards.)
SENSING YOU HAVE A
MISSION IN LIFE. Is
disturbing my life in a way that is obsessive the way I pursue alternative
solutions for health and energy production.
I’ve found how to avoid the “sticky point” in the magnets, is my
absolute delight. I’m actively
searching for a suitable way of applying such discovery.
I have always been creative but now got more “loose” and I’m trying
to pursue mechanical engineering and 3-D animation.
Can’t stand the regular world anymore.
Déjà vu, used to get
paralyzed in fear when a child, once a fire in front of my house, the other was
one of the Apollo missions during a friends birthday party three years old only.
I’ve seen already those things somehow and terrified me not knowing
why. Aunt and Grandma had to shake
me up strongly to make me “come back” and many other unexplained events.
God is so amazing. Yes, I do
have a memory of a place where everything was good.
When I was a little boy.
ELECTRONIC MALFUNCTION.
I DON’T LIKE TO WEAR WATCHES
NOR JEWELRY. Watches get the wrong
time after days or weeks. Ever
since I can remember, no matter if its’ a gift, is just down in my drawer.
BEHIND YOUR EYE
(implants). Left
eye, migraines just from a couple of years once in a while, but they disable me,
after the episode of missing time. Funny,
I don’t need to use glasses for astigmatism though!
No more glasses. The
computer used to irritate me just after a couple of hours in fact that’s why
my monitor is 19”. You are so
right on the money!!
COMPULSIVE/ADDICTIVE.
I don’t drink, don’t smoke
nor my two sides of the family. Just
my Father used to smoke but beat it. I
had my episodes in teenage years, no more, never drugs, no medication for the
brain or people with mental problems in my family.
But yes I have problems controlling compulsive addictive behavior – big
time.
URGE TO TAKE VITAMINS.
Yes, despite the fact that
I’ve been always athletic and with great stamina and resistance, nothing to do
with aging. Just consciousness’.
RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS.
Just fear to commitment. Yes, thinking all the time that I don’t know what the Hell
but I have to do something big first.
REMAIN VIGILANT.
Always reminding my future
wife about security outside.
NO RECALL.
Of that time coming back from
Canada. My friend don’t believe
on this thing. He freaked out he
knew we missed time four people just laughed at us in the resting area around
Rochelle, New York. The highway was
straight but with woods, it should’ve taken us only an hour.
My friend grew wary of me, that much I can tell you.
Also suffer from compulsion
to study quantum physics and experience synchronistic happenings.
EXPERIENCE BEING OUT OF
BODY (OBE). Six
years old “something” called me outside of my house in the middle of the
variety of fruit trees and hughe state where we used to live in Veracruz State.
Something from above, terrible anxiety invaded me in the middle of the
trees in broad daylight. I found
myself running, seeing myself from the top of my head!!
It was so absolutely terrifying!! Thankfully
my Mother was in the kitchen she never knew what “scared” me but my heart
was about to explode out of unknown fear. This
happened many times during my life when a little kid.
Last time I felt this anxiety months ago I caught an “invisible” UFO
in my camera I attached it for your opinion.
This thing was very fast. It
was taken in outburst of 4 pics each one in less than a second meaning one
frame. If you can’t see them
download for free: Adobe Photoshop
Album Starter 3.0
I’m sorry, I share this
with you because I think you are somebody who finally understands, and I’m
glad to do so.
I hope you and your
family are doing well this days. I
think you are in New Zealand? You
are so lucky such beautiful country.
I’m going for the
casinos in the area this weekend, guess what, yes, I hit more by intuition, than
normal.
Juan
“I was abducted by lil aliens and there was a doctor that looked like an insect.”
(Editor’s note:
Here once again, some of this had to be transcribed with modifications
for punctuation, spelling, etc. Any
words in parentheses are mine and when I do not understand there is a question
mark.)
My name is Sunflower,
I will start by explaining my experience
with aliens. On the September,
twenty, 1993 or 1994, some of my friends and I decided that we were going to
Yosemite, (a Federal park in the state of California).
We were at the Merced River and everyone fell asleep at the same time.
When we woke up it was the same time that we had fallen asleep.
It felt like time had stood still because everyone agreed that we had
been asleep for a long time. Some
of us fell asleep sitting up. My
friend Danny plays guitar and fell asleep sitting up playing his guitar and the
rest of us fell asleep sitting up. (They
must have all fallen asleep sitting up – however many there were on this
trip.)
I awakened to a bird
chirping and the sound of water, which was the river, of course, but the birds
that should have been asleep were going off chirping and I looked up to see a
big round glowing light. The light
was ¼ ways (1/4 of a mile?) down the pine trees and looked like a full moon.
The full moon, however, was somewhere else in the sky plus the glowing
ball was so big and down too low, (a low-level height?), to be the moon, or any
street light of that nature.
We all woke up and thought
it was the morning feeling that we slept all night we thought it was 4:00 a.m.
in the morning. When we went to
sleep it was 10:00 p.m. Danny asked
me to see what time it was and I told him it was 10:00 p.m. and he said
there’s no way that could be. Everyone
jumped up and said they knew time had stood still and something has definitely
happened to make time stand still! My
friend Darrell said:
“I’m Catholic and I don’t believe in stuff like this but
something has happened and time has stood still for a long time.
I’m getting the F… out of here!!”
We all jumped in
Darrell’s’ 4 X 4 and sped out of the area.
Then we all felt like we had been drugged and nobody had drunk or did any
drugs, plus I had my daughters with me and know for a fact that I would never
drink and party with my kids.
My friends were sober as we
continued to drive out of Yosemite. Darrell,
the driver, said he could not drive, (anymore?), so we pulled over at Yosemite
Falls. Darrell was very emotional
and we sat there then with my daughter. My daughter said she had seen this glowing white being
staring at the truck we were all in and pointed her little finger at it.
I kind of saw something, but it vanished.
Three months later I was
awakened every night for a couple weeks at 3:15 a.m. each morning.
These beings were coming in my room no matter what time I fell asleep
they would come at the same time. Earlier
they would flash lights in my room. (Prior
to the 3:15 visit each time?) I
looked outside my bedroom window and with a flashlight would strobe them back
and forth and I looked in the sky and saw like six golf-ball sized objects
flowing in sequence in order to make different patterns in the sky.
Some were blue, purple,
green, red and white. Then this
glitter stuff would fall from my ceiling and all of a sudden these little
gray-white beings would be in my bedroom. I
would barque (bargain?) with them to leave me alone.
I even quoted verses from the Bible rebuking them.
The one alien I had a relationship with would telepathically know my name
and as I prayed he mentally told me that my prayers won’t work to rebuke him
because they are pure like Angels in the Bible.
My prayers didn’t work. I
asked them what do you want me to do and they told me that I had to learn to
face my fears and told me it would be all right, just relax.
I felt the cold air under
me and felt their little hands all over me.
They felt really clean and I felt like I was being levitated out of my
bed and out of my bedroom the time I felt anxiety the one I call Martin (the
leader/doctor of the group?) it’s like he knew and cared.
He kept reassuring me it would be all right.
Then the next thing I
remember is being in a dark place that was very cool and smelled like carbon
paper, real clean and there was a light over me as I was on some kind of table.
The little gray-white beings were all around me and I felt scared again.
The one I call Martin was there right by me to comfort me in my
experience. I felt something go in
my feet stinging a little bit but not severe pain, as I was lying on the table.
I looked back and I could see a hallway that curved like a half-circle
and I saw this different being walking towards me and the other little beings
that were only the size of a three-year-old (child).
He (the being) had almond shaped eyes.
This being was scary because he looked like a Praying Mantis.
He was milky-white and you could see through his flesh (because it was)
almost Albino. His eyes were
different than the grays, they were little beady eyes with layers of skin around
them. He (the Mantis), looked like
he could never be in the sun.
To go on with my experience
the tall insect looking being also wore a long white coat that is similar to a
doctors’ coat. He was really tall
and skinny and had a big head. The
most I can describe him is just a Praying Mantis insect.
He walked over to the table where I was lying and at the head of me I
could feel his breath on my hair and I felt like I was going to have a heart
attack. He was doing something with
my head. I don’t know what he was
doing. The little alien I had a
relationship with (Martin?), knew I was feeling like I was going to have a heart
attack so he again comforted me by saying that it will be all right that he
won’t hurt you, he’s ancient, he knows everything, he’s the Doctor, he was
talking about the insect tall Praying Mantis alien. He had long fingers; it looked like only three of them.
(On each hand?)
He reached into my side, by
my ovaries. It kind of tickled and
hurt but not a lot and it felt like something about the size of an egg or blood
clot came out of my side. The
Doctor alien gently handed over my blood clot thing to a little gray-white alien
and I don’t know where they took it but I can guess!
The next thing I remember
is waking up feeling weak and tired. I
knew it wasn’t a dream and that night Martin the little gray alien I had
relations with told me he would be missing me and told me ten years.
(In ten years he would see her again?)
Ten years have passed and
on the tenth year I was lying on my Mother’s couch and I had a vision of this
being that was staring at me. The
being had petite features, blond, real thin hair and a blue spacesuit on.
The being looked sad and lonely and I felt emotional.
All of a sudden I remembered what the alien I called Martin had told me
ten years before and I counted the years and it was ten years.
I wasn’t even thinking about the experience before that so I realized
that was my hybrid son or daughter. It
all made sense. They are breeding
us and that’s why they wouldn’t leave me alone.
To conclude, after they
took the blood clot out or the hybrid fetus, they never came in my room again.
In 1986 I had a dream of
the end of the world. I was dressed
in white-like karate robes of white with other people in a desert.
It was a clear night’s sky. That
night golf-ball colored objects was in the sky.
Six of them were in the sky. Three
of them circled a jet on one side and three of them on the other side.
They shot at the jet and it exploded with debris falling all over the
desert and a big earthquake shook the one road that I could see.
There was a mountain range in the distance.
All of a sudden I saw the biggest ship.
(Spaceship?) Like three
stories high and as wide as the mountain range the spaceship looked like a
horseshoe crab and a voice said the Mother and I woke up.
(The “mother” craft?)
It was a really deep dream
that was a dream but the other experience was not a dream.
The aliens were real. I will
not tell my real name because I feel scared if I do that I will be hurt.
Thanks for your patience for I am not very good writer but it really
helped me to tell someone just hope you believe. Please write me back. Sunflower
(I wrote her back the same
evening and told her that although I am familiar with the grays I have had no
experience with insectoids. I have
spoken to many folks who have described the “praying mantis” appearance of
the tall insect type. It was
surprising to me that she said the grays were working with the insect.
In many cases, these are separate experiences or races of beings, if that
is the correct application of words. She
wrote back to me the next day and her story continues…)
Hi, my name is Sunflower.
I’ll use my Indian name. I
have had encounters (she used one of my words I mentioned in the reply to
her), with the insect that looks like a Praying Mantis.
In my heart I know that I have an alien hybrid son that while on the ship
they took something like a gold-ball in size or a large blood clot from my side.
That being that looked like an insect handed it to the little gray-white
aliens and I believe it was a fetus, so that would mean I have a hybrid child
somewhere out there.
I have read stories about
abductions that (people?), don’t like the aliens. I miss them and wonder about them all the time.
That might sound strange but that’s the way I feel about the whole
thing. Sometimes I get mixed
feelings about them. I just forget
for a while but I can’t completely block them out.
I feel somehow connected to them.
So your name is dare Sims?
I know some Sims in Clovis and one of their names is Deere Sims, small
world in which we live. (I have no
idea who or what this paragraph is referring.)
The insect being was called
the Doctor; they say he’s ancient and that he knows everything.
He was so white and his skin was kind of transparent, like milky white it
seems he’s never seen daylight a day in his life or maybe just born to travel.
I really appreciate your
site and glad that I can talk to someone about these experiences without getting
ridiculed and laughed at. Sometimes
I just want to talk about it to kind of get things off my chest.
Sometimes I think that the whole meaning to the whole experience is to
breed a new race of species and to have something to do with the end of the
planet if we don’t change our ways. The
little grays would always tell me to face my fears.
I had a dream once that I was dressed in white robe with blood splattered
on the front of the outfit. It was
more like a karate outfit and I was barefooted running as fast as I could to
escape war or some kind of tragedy. Then
a great earthquake split the earth wide open and I was on this long stretch of
highway in the middle of nowhere and there was a blonde man with me, also
dressed in white robe and he was carrying a child.
We were running so fast that the skin on my feet was peeling off.
Then we looked up and there was a jet flying from the direction we were
running from. It was a clear night
you could see all the stars very well. All
of a sudden there were six golf-ball colored objects out in the other direction
rushing toward the jet as if they were going to shoot at them.
Well, three gold-ball colored objects went around one side of the jet and
three golf-ball colored on the other side of the jet and they al had a different
color some blue, purple, green, white, red, yellow they all in order shot the
jet down into the desert the debris falling everywhere in the desert.
Then there was a rumbling shaking of the earth and more and more of the
landscape was separating from the big earthquake and we were terrified.
For as far as the eye could see from the edge of the mountain range to
(another?) mountain range there was this enormous three-stories high spaceship
with bright lights on it everywhere, almost like the one on close encounters of
the third kind (the movie). It was
bigger though and shaped differently. It
traveled ahead of us
I heard a voice from up
above saying: “It is the Mother
Ship.” The mother ship looked
like a horseshoe crab. I wrote in
more detail about my true abduction experience on a different website.
This was for real, not a dream.
If there is anyone out
there who would like to share please do. I
like researching aliens and I am a good listener and friend.
Some people don’t understand what it means to me to learn more about my
experience. I once consulted a
psychic legit from my local area and went all prepared with witness and tape
recorder and had prior permission from psychic.
She is creditable through the FBI for finding missing persons for crime
scenes and also does regressions, hypnotic and readings.
She would not read me. It
really disappointed me and my friend witness that mind boggles me also.
(I would guess she means that the psychic would not give her a reading.)
I will be looking forward
for you to share your input or just chat or tell me your stories.
Also I would like to add about my weird x-rays of my foot they were
little balls the doctor never said anything more about them.
(Growing on her feet?)
My leg went numb sometimes and my feet would swell so I went
to the doctors and we never found out what was wrong with my feet.
I know this Medicine Man who runs sweats (a sweat lodge?) on his land.
He is a healer and good friend. I
told him about my leg and foot and that no doctor could figure out what was
wrong with me.
He told me to come to him
in seven days to the sweat lodge and he will have a healing sweat like a kiva
sweat (?) that healed me. I gave my
blessings to the sweat and Medicine Man with a tobacco offering and felt renewed
and like a whole different person. (I
am assuming he cured her foot problems?)
My daughter, Sunshine, has
weird triangular object in her ear I haven’t yet checked it out with a doctor
but I plan to real soon. I will let
you know the results at a later time if interested.
My mothers’ side of the
family is from Roswell, New Mexico (U.S.A.) and knows or are related to the
Po-corns that supposedly live on the ranch where the UFO crashed in 1947.
(That was the Max Brazell ranch in 1947.)
I brought that up because I don’t believe in coincidences.
I believe there is a reason for everything even if I can’t put things
together. I believe in journeys or
paths. Thanks for your time if
you’ve read this please excuse my spelling or punctuation. Have a nice day Happy New Year hope you are staying warm.
Write back, signing off for now.
Sunflower
P.S.
Do you like your alien?
Similar to the
Hopkinsville, Ky alien encounter was like when my little
brother, my two nieces, and two nephews was pulling a small wagon with a
battery operated radio around a bend in a gravel road near our home.
They were all in ages from around 12 to 4 years old. When they neared
the bend my neice's attention was gathered to a large gum tree amid
others in the corner of the road where she admitted that several small
creatures and doberman pincher dogs were arranged in a line on the limb
of the large tree. They immediately sprang from the tree and according
to her they "floated" down onto the road. One went onto her back as
she
turned to run back home. The other children ran screaming home ahead of
her and my little brother whom four of the creatures had him pinned to
the gravel road on top of him. She looked around to see what the
creature looked like and told that it had a frog like face with pot
holes and large black curved eyes. She said the hands had long dog-like
black nails on the fingers and that the creature was hot to the feel and
smelt like some sort of seaweed. She left my brother as she slung the
creature off her back fleeing home. Once home they were estatic and
could not speak but finally revealed that my little brother was left in
the road with the creatures on him.
The local police was called and when he arrived he spotted the creatures
and shot at them which was to no avail as the bullets did not harm them.
The policeman's name was Arthur Gunnells from Kenton, Tennessee. Years
later I read the story about the Hopkinsville case and it was the same
description as the children revealed to me and others. The only one that
will speak now about the ordeal will be my neice whom is very reluctant
but will declare what she experienced. I asked my little brother and he
became violent and angry and said the only one that gained from that was
him. He benefited from the experience for some reason. I stay away from
him now as I cannot seem to be able to trust him anymore because of the
knowledge of what he refuses to reveal to me. I think he has the secret
of that day and knows more than anyone else since he was left alone with
the four creatures holding him down. I do not know what they conveyed
unto him but there was something they wanted to do to him. I hope this
may shed some light onto odd happenings in the state of Tennessee and
Kentucky.
Thank you, Floyd
Here is my story as best as
I can recall. My memories start from
the age of 10 onward. I believe I
have been ‘experiencing’ all of my life, off and on.
Here it is:
My first memories start at
approximately the age of 10 years. I
recall a dreamlike state where I was literally floating out of my bedroom
window. There was a brilliant white,
fluorescent light…the light was so very bright that I had to keep my eyes
averted downward. As I was looking
down, I noticed that my feet were lifted off the ground!
I was terrified of falling and as I recall, I stated so to ‘someone’
I sensed was hovering just behind my right shoulder.
I didn’t see anyone there, but I heard a voice, a female voice, gently
tell me that ‘they’ wouldn’t let me fall.
I have no recollection as to what may have happened after this, though I
do have several memories of out-of-body (OBE) experiences in which I was
floating over my neighborhood. I had
no fear of these OBE experiences; in fact, I looked forward to them.
I also recall, very
vividly, many multiple-colored balls of light, which would come into my bedroom
at nighttime. This, too, was when I
was approximately 10 years of age. As
I recall, these balls of light were green, red, blue and yellow.
There would be a line of lights to my right and a line of lights to my
left. They would come at me and just
before they would seem to hit my face, they would swirl up and around, and dance
all around my room…then start the entire process all over again.
I had no fear of these lights, either.
I do not recall how they entered my room, nor do I recall how they exited
my room. But I can recall being
happy when they came to me.
I also recall moments of
missing time, which were very frightening. I
had dream-like sequences of riding my bike.
I used to ride my bike by myself quite often.
On several occasions, I recall riding my bike through a walk-path in our
backyard woods area and then, suddenly, find myself going the opposite
direction, or at least a different direction from when I had originally started.
I would also find myself missing time.
For example, I would be riding my bike late afternoon and suddenly find
myself going another direction and it would be close to twilight.
I also recall awakening on
at least one occasion with my head down toward the foot of my bed.
I was normally a very light sleeper and would normally fall asleep in one
position and awaken in that same position. I
was not prone to tossing and turning at night, so finding myself in this
position was highly unusual. I also
recall awakening with slight bloodstains on my pillow.
I never had nosebleeds as a child, nor have I ever experienced nosebleeds
as an adult. Why I found bloodstains
on my pillow remains a mystery.
I had so many of these
unsettling episodes that I started experiencing panic attacks at night, again
when I was 10 years old. I would
awaken with my heartbeat racing and I would run out to our living room to stay
with my father until I could calm down. By
the time I was 16 years of age, I found myself in the hospital, as I was
experiencing severe stomachaches, but nothing was found to be wrong with me,
physically.
I had gone from a happy
child…I carried high grades in school and had many friends…to becoming a
frightened, anxiety filled and traumatized child.
Everyone in my family recalls that I changed when I was 10.
After college and when I moved away from my home state, things seemed to
get better. I don’t recall any
‘high strangeness’ events from around my mid-20’s to around my early
30’s, but I still experienced the every now and then odd, paranormal type
situation. For instance, I can
recall putting my make-up on one morning and feeling what I thought was my cat
brushing up against my leg. I said
hello to my cat, looked down, and he wasn’t there.
I found him just down the hallway sound asleep on my bed.
I realized then, that feeling I had which brushed up against my leg was
NOT my cat. It was a little
unsettling.
I also recall, during the
night, something jumping up on my bed. It
actually felt like a small animal and I thought that, once again, it was simply
my Persian cat. It wasn’t, as I
found him on my pillow, sound asleep, curled around my head.
The odd thing is, I don’t recall these experiences as being anything to
fear…they were just ‘different’.
I met my husband in
Right around this same
point in time during my pregnancy, more odd things started occurring.
One night, at around 1:00 a.m., I heard my husband arrive at home.
He’d been working late that night.
I heard his key in the door, I heard him step inside and heard him say
hello to our cats. I heard him walk
into our kitchen area and was waiting for him to come into our bedroom.
When he didn’t come into our bedroom, I got up to go look for him.
HE WASN’T THERE. Every time
I remember this, I still shake my head in amazement.
On yet another occasion,
when I was sleeping, I heard a (and this sounds a little nuts, but it’s true,
so help me)…I heard a leprechaun telling me that he knew where my rings were
that had been missing for several years. He
was insistent that I get up immediately and told me exactly where I would find
my rings.
I lost these rings several
years prior to this. I had placed
these two rings on my kitchen table and when I went to retrieve them, they were
gone. I had thought that perhaps my
cat had done something with them, but obviously, that wasn’t the case.
At any rate, I dearly missed these rings, as one in particular had great
sentimental attachment for me. My
father had given it to me for my 16th birthday…it was made out of a
So…I got up and went to
my jewelry box and pulled out the then broken compartment in my jewelry box
where my rings were usually kept. There,
tucked into the back of this pullout piece, were my two rings, exactly where
this leprechaun had told me they would be.
I’ve since had several
odd circumstances happen to me, but the one last, most amazing thing, happened
to me just three years ago. My
husband and I had a home at that time that we dearly loved.
We had an Olympic size swimming pool in our backyard and a gazebo.
It was the home of our dreams and I dearly loved it.
One evening as I was
staring out of our sunroom looking out over our backyard, I saw THE most amazing
sight. Hovering just a few thousand
feet over our gazebo were these strange, smallish, black triangular shaped
somethings..crafts/planes. I
couldn’t figure it out. I turned
away and then looked again. They
were still there. There were blue,
red and white flashing lights on the rear ends of each.
They were facing the same direction as I was viewing them, so I didn’t
see their undersides. They were in a
“V” formation…and they were absolutely amazing to look at.
They were all the same size, there was one in front, two in the middle
and three heading up the rear.
I ran to get my husband to
take a look at these things with me. I
pulled him onto our sunroom porch. He
took one look at these things, panicked, grabbed my shoulder sleeve and pulled
me back inside. I pulled myself away
from him and said that I wanted to continue viewing these things.
My husband became a little irritated with me and stated he wanted nothing
to do with these things…he clearly realized there was something very peculiar
about what was presenting itself in our backyard and wanted absolutely nothing
to do with it.
I estimate I was only on
our porch watching these things for about 1 or 2 minutes.
During that time, I recall one of these ‘craft’ fading in and out
(one of the three in the flank position), and then, amazingly, I witnessed the
lower right-hand craft slowly maneuver itself out and around to the middle of
the formation and then, they took off. Just
like that…just took off…not straight up…straight-ahead.
As I walked back into our home, with my jaw still dragging the ground, I
suddenly became aware of how strange I felt.
Our lighting in the house was entirely different than the way I’d left
it. Something just didn’t feel
right.
I went back to look for my
husband. I found him sprawled out on
our bed, reading. That was a little
strange, because normally, he didn’t sprawl out on the bed and read.
He would usually sit propped up in bed, or he’d just read somewhere
else. At any rate, I asked him how
he got into the bedroom so quickly, as I’d just left him just a minute or two
ago. He looked at me and stated
he’d been there for quite awhile, reading.
I backed out of our bedroom
and realized that I was experiencing an oddly familiar feeling and I didn’t
like it. But at this time, I had
absolutely no idea what had just happened to me.
Later that night, after
I’d fallen asleep, I had a very unsettling dream.
In my dream, I was oddly out of sorts…it was as if I were in some sort
of altered state. I can remember my
head tossing back and forth as I was listening to a female voice, telling me
that we needed to sell our home.
My husband and I were going
through a rather difficult time at this point. My
husband’s law firm had to lay off several of its’ top partners, due to
financial difficulties and unfortunately, my husband was one of them.
We were confronted with the reality of having to sell our lovely home but
decided to hold off selling it with the hope that my husband would soon find
another position soon afterwards. My
husband also knew how much I dearly loved that home, so when I told him about
this dream I had the next morning and told him I felt we should see right then,
he was taken aback. He had wanted to
wait a few months and didn’t want to sell then.
But I had a funny feeling
about that dream and the next day, I called a well-known real estate broker in
this area and had our home on the market pronto.
We had 11 offers on our home the first week it was on the market.
We accepted an offer and commenced with the inspection process.
Unbelievably, we found we had toxic black mold in our master bathroom.
The mold was spreading rapidly, but it hadn’t at that point spread out
through to the walls, nor could we smell anything at that point.
But we were already starting to experience minor health side affects, as
were out two dogs. We were told we
needed to leave our home ASAP. The
next several months, our home looked like a scene right out of “ET – The
Extraterrestrial”. The contractors
could only enter our home with what looked like spacesuits; our home had the
plastic tenting all over it, just as in the movie.
What the contractors found
was the type mold that can kill you and your pets…it was highly toxic.
Given that my husband’s career was in flux at the time and given our
insurance carrier does not cover toxic mold, it is quite conceivable we would
have been left with a catastrophic financial mess had we not sold our home when
we did. We were able to use the
proceeds from the sale to cover the damage and the re-build of our bathroom.
We also shudder with the knowledge as to what may have happened to us
health wise. Our real estate broker
couldn’t get over the fact that I had the dream and kept asking me, as he
would shake his head, if I realized what a dire situation we could have found
ourselves in, had I not followed the advice I had been given in this dream.
I am still left utterly
amazed and sometimes, a little frightened, with what I have experienced.
But I can tell you that I am sound emotionally and mentally.
We are a typical suburban/yuppie family; one child, two dogs, one cat,
lovely home, nice life…with one exception.
I seem to have been an ‘experiencer’ all of my life, off and on, and
now we are discovering that our son, too, is an experiencer.
I have decided that it is best to be as straightforward with our son as
is possible and tell him the truth as best I know it, as to what he may be
experiencing. Thus far, he has
handled all of this extremely well. He
is an Honor Roll student, has many friends, and seems to be none the worse for
wear. He states he does not remember
his dreams, but we both have had our fair share of some unusual UFO sightings
and paranormal experiences together. We
are both also highly intuitive and somewhat psychic.
We have become fairly used
to strange footsteps during the day and night in our home, (and other odds and
ends), of strange occurrences. We
also love our UFO sightings together. We
also seem to be, for whatever reason, attached in friendships with people who
also seem to be experiencers.
We use humor whenever
possible when dealing with, and talking about, our experiences.
It really does help to keep some humor involved with some of this, or you
really could go crazy with it all. Most
of the things we have experienced are not something in our reality paradigm.
I have since found that most likely, one and/or both of my parents were
most likely experiencers as well. I
understand this tends to be a trans-generational issue.
So…that’s it. As I’ve stated, there’s a bit more to my story, but the above is the gist of it…at least, as far as I can recall. I will be working with a therapist who works with people who have experienced paranormal phenomenon. I will be undergoing hypno-regressions to help me recover some of my lost memories. I would very much like to know who it is who decided to appear to me three years ago and I would like to remember those strange events during my childhood with more clarity. Hopefully, I will find some answers.
Regards,
Kathy
How does one tell a story of the mundane?
Where nothing happened except that the observer’s point of view, about
the reality of “the unexplained”, changed?
One night I saw a light, where no light could be, and that was a point of
change for me. I wasn’t abducted,
I didn’t see a “craft”, there was no encounter or even movement, nothing
really happened, except within myself.
The light was at least a mile from our position, to the East of us, and
about two-thirds of the ways up the mountain.
It was so bright that it lit up the yard like someone had turned on car
headlamps ten feet away! Even as
bright as it was, it was also plain to tell that the light was coming from a
portion of that mountain that is VERY rough and where I know there to be a
“rockslide” that makes it all but impossible to even reach on foot.
I am a very rational person, not given to flights of fancy, and my wife
saw exactly what I saw. We were not
on drugs, or even medication, and we are both people with reputations in our
circle for being straightforward. (This
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