Aliens Among Us...A Thread for Personal Experiences

[Tam]

Hello, everyone. I hope you're all doing well.

I was recently watching a video on the thread Voices from the Cosmos. In this video, which I will link to at the end of the post, Angela T. Smith is being interviewed by Regina George about her experiences in remote viewing, and the ET contact established through it.

At one point, Angela mentions that there's a hotel in her city, that she believes is regularly frequented by ETs. She implies that there are many different species that are physically present here on Earth, in society, living clandestinely among us, out in the open.

For many, this information will hardly be a revelation. Countless people, throughout the years, have stated without a shadow of a doubt that there are, in fact, aliens living among us, everywhere, and that we could have all very well interacted with quite a few of them in our days, not even knowing it.

They don't stick to any role, or any place (though there are hot spots): they're just kind of everywhere, same as, say, the way Buddhists are everywhere. Could be your doctor. Your coworker. That homeless dude. A particularly interesting looking person at the park, or the table next to you, or in line at Starbucks. It's all possible, and they're not all here for any one specific reason or role or purpose.

It's a fascinating, if not outright exciting, thing to think about, and I wanted to hear more stories about it. Turns out, there's not that many personal anecdotes out there! At least, not any in one place. Sure, you have the isolated, sparse thread here and there, but that's really it. You'd have to find personal accounts scattered throughout books, podcasts, and videos...which is just a huge amount of work to sift through.

So, I figured, why not start a place for that, here? A sort of compendium of personal experiences that anyone and everyone is welcome to post on. The accounts can be first hand, or second hand. You don't even have to be certain that you knowingly or at least partially-knowingly encountered an ET. A lot of accounts are mysterious and vague, and that's fine.

I know I could read stories of this nature for hours on end, so hopefully, this thread will one day have hours of material.

I only have one experience, and it isn't anything mind-blowing, but I'll post it to get the ball rolling.

As promised, here's the link to the video:

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I'm very excited to see what we've all experienced. Who knows, maybe an ET will even make a post themselves, clandestinely:alien:....

[Tam]

My experience:

When precisely this happened, is hard to say. Certainly within 2 years of this post...probably about one year-ish.

Doesn't really matter.

My story is a short, simple, and possibly even mundane one. But here goes.

My partner and I were at a local gas station's convenience store, grabbing some drinks. I exit the car and walk up to the store right around the same time as another random stranger; a bronze-skinned, older man with shoulder-length salt-and-pepper hair, a hawk nose, and dark glasses. Kind of like Ozzy Osbourne's, but smaller and more squared. The lenses were dark, but not fully opaque. He was a bit shorter than me (I'm 5'7''), wiry in body type and had a slightly odd gait. It was like a jagged swaggery waddle. He was wearing baggy jeans and a similarly baggy long-sleeved shirt. He looked like a totally normal, if slightly unkempt, Hispanic or Native American dude in his 50s. If you were to look at a picture of him, there would be nothing out of the ordinary about him.

But, somehow...there was something off about him. That's the best way to describe it. The energy around him felt more charged, sharper, almost prickly, if that makes sense. People sort of inadvertently cleared the way for him as he passed, while at the same time inadvertently ignoring him. It was very subtle, but distinct.

Regardless, something about this person immediately caught my eye as he was walking past me as I exited the vehicle, and I was right behind him as we entered the store. I remember thinking to myself that there was something very interesting, and slightly off-putting about him, and for some reason, my immediate thought was "not human"(rather, than, say 'creep' or 'celebrity trying to blend in'). I've had the this-person-is-off before, but this specific time was markedly different from others, that ended up being perfectly human rapists, psychopaths, or even pedophiles.

He was just, anomalous, and slightly prickly. Definitely not a happy-woo New Age kind of energy emanating from him.

Anyway, I was, mostly jokingly, asking myself if I'm behind an alien, when as soon as the thought enters my mind, the man suddenly snaps his head around to look directly at me, with an expression that is hard to describe. Something like disgruntled, mildly annoyed surprise. It was a sort of warning look, too, but not necessarily hostile. In any case, he sort of made eye contact with me. I say sort of because his eyes were concealed, so I couldn't make out a detailed image of them, but nevertheless, our eyes did meet briefly, and his gaze was positively piercing. For that brief instant, it was almost like time stopped for a micro-second. It caught me off guard, and actually sort of thrilled me, as it was very unexpected and new.

Anyway, he scuttles into the store entrance, not holding the door open for me (lol). I branch out my own direction as I make my way to the fridges, and as I do so, I'm keenly aware that he's sort of watching/glaring at me. Again, I'm mildly amused, and emitting a kind of "holy sh*t"/"ha, i see you seeing me" energy, which almost seemed to irk him a little, but soon enough, I'm out of his field of vision as I grab my drinks. The boyfriend soon catches up to me (he had been briefly delayed in leaving the car for a reason I don't remember), and he grabs his drink too. We make our way back to the register area at the same time as Odd Dude, and once again, as soon as he sees me, he kind of does that glarey thing again, watching me approach and get into line. He soon joins us, and the whole time, I swear I can feel him just staring at me. At this point, I'm just ignoring it, writing it all off as me overreacting/overthinking things.

We pay for our drinks, leave the store, and as soon as we're back in the car...my boyfriend says (paraphrasing here), "Hey, Tam, is it just me, or was there something weird about that guy in the grey shirt? I swear it's like he's an alien or something."

So..who knows. Maybe it was just a normal dude, who for some reason, didn't like my face. But...I don't know. There was just something about him.

Couldn't begin to tell you who or what he was...if I had to guess, I'd suppose he was Reptilian or something. Just a hunch, you could say.

And that's all!

[Jad]

I had a similar encounter once six or seven years ago. I was walking on a cross walk of a busy intersection in Honolulu and everything seemed to be normal until I spotted a very odd person that made my spidey senses scream NOT HUMAN! You know the feeling when you first spot a cockroach? You feel uneasy but you can’t look away? Lol
He was tall, at least 6’4, and very very very white. He was bald and also very skinny. He had no eyebrows, a very long neck and no Adam’s apple. His face was expressionless, total blank, and he was wearing very bland clothing. I’m not sure if he was aware of me looking at him, but as we were walking in opposite directions he disappeared from my line of sight and I didn’t bother to turn backwards to look at him. I know I can’t prove he was not human, I only felt that his energy was not normal and that he was something else, maybe a clone, who knows?

[sunwings]

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‘I Saw A Transformation I Can’t Explain’

“Let’s just say I was with somebody once, and I saw a transformation I can’t explain.”

Howard asked, “The person transformed into something other than human?”

Corgan responded, “Yes, I saw it.”

“I was totally sober.”

“Imagine you’re doing something, and suddenly you turn around, and there’s somebody else standing there. It’s hard to explain without going into detail, I’d rather not do it.

Corgan said they acknowledged what had happened.

[TomKat]

I was in the parking lot of a Shell gas station, near the street. I start to back up the car and a guy comes whipping around behind me, entering the lot from the street, and I hit him. I'm out of the car inspecting the damage, talking to the guy, a college student, when I notice a guy about 50 feet away, standing by the pumps, staring at me. For some reason, I thought, "he's an alien." He was about 6'2" and thin, with sandy-colored hair. I looked away for a second to talk about the accident, and when I looked back, he was gone. I don't think there was enough time for him to quickly dart behind a building. but he was gone.

[Mark (Star Mariner)]

I've seen a lot, but my experiences are more of the nocturnal kind, rather than day-to-day out on the street. But I do recall one such event, while attending a UFO conference back in '91ish. I remember thinking there are lot of...strange people here. Not just members of the public, and not weirdos per se, just all sorts of new age types milling about. Which wasn't surprising I suppose. But there was something 'else' about them. Of particular note, I lucidly recall, was a girl in a booth in the foyer selling crystals. To this very day, I do believe she was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen on this fair earth. I was utterly transfixed by her. It's rude to stare I know. But oh my God. I never connected with the idea of ETs themselves actually attending UFO lectures, and it was only years later that this notion gave me pause.

[Kotch]

Hi All,

I've had no conscious experience of this type, but Dolan reports a couple of these things (from 3rd parties) in chatting with Alexis Brooks.

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Interestingly, I suspect the Airforce Colonel he refers to is John Alexander.

Kotch

[Valerie Villars]

When my third eye was open, I was having encounters with non human beings constantly. There were a variety of types. For about a year, I could tell who "they" were. Some looked like humans, a tall white, a Nordic, one who was tall, dark and had curly hair.

But regarding Richard Dolan's story about the beautiful people with he gorgeous blue material, I did have two encounters on the same day.

I was sitting in a bar on a beautiful sunshine day. It was sparkling and beautiful and cold and I was treating myself to a Margarita and just really staying in the moment.

A very tall black man, impeccably dressed was sitting next to me. This was a very nice bar and restaurant in the French Quarter. The thing is, this man's clothing was so impeccable it was unreal. So was his bearing. He had on the most gorgeous blue material coat I had ever seen, with a perfect black hat with a short blue feather in it. If I had to describe the material, the closest thing would be cashmere, but of a color and perfection normal people don't have. Not even rich people. I know material. He was just impossibly perfect and he had a different aura about him.

I turned and commented to him what a beautiful day it was. He was very erect, very quiet and I somehow knew he had been deliberately placed there next to me. He said, "I guess that Margarita is making it a good day" and I replied "No, I'm just enjoying the sunshine" indicating it was not the alcohol making me say that. He nodded his head in a regal way.

A while later, a gorgeous blond couple (I really remember the man the most), both very tall and wearing the same type of material and having the same impossibly perfect bearing and perfection including the gorgeous blue material showed up and stood next to me looking quietly amused.

At that point, after almost a year of strange experiences, I was getting tired of non human humans showing up and I quietly finished my drink and left, a bit exasperated because I just didn't know what these people wanted with me.

To this day, I could kick myself for not talking more with them because they were not one of us. It's a very hard thing to describe. They were just too perfect to be human.

[James]

I’ve seen a good few strange looking folks at grocery stores and shopping malls, but I think it’s due to Mother Nature’s taste for keeping things from getting too symmetrical!

There was a very strange couple I remember seeing about ten years ago that I really can’t seem to file away.

I was walking into work from the side parking lot where employees park and suddenly noticed a man and woman right in front of me. They were unreasonably tall, probably about seven foot each, and were dressed immaculately. When I say suddenly, I don’t mean they appeared out of nowhere in front of me, but they were standing in front of me when I didn’t notice them as I was getting out of my car. They are just there, unnaturally so, in a parking lot where you don’t just pop up without closing a car door or getting dropped off.

The man was dressed in perfectly tailored, on-trend clothing and looked as if he walked off a run way. There were no creases or wrinkles on his clothing, and his Chelsea Boots looked like they had never been worn.

He had blonde, curly hair that went just past his shoulders that was perfectly maintained. Having had long hair myself before, and being a total neat freak, it looked like he just left a salon in downtown Los Angeles. Hair that curly and that long rarely ever looks that perfect, especially early in the morning outdoors.

His companion was slightly taller than he was, and she was dressed more formally - a jacket and skirt, but again, perfectly tailored. She also had long blonde hair, but it was straight as opposed to curly. She looked like the top counselor in the legal department of any large corporation, very formal, conservative and upright.

It was hard to tell if they were related or just traveling together. They looked so similar that it was hard to tell.

The man was talking on a cell phone, but as I got closer, I noticed he was moving his mouth as if he were talking but wasn’t actually speaking. As I walked toward the building, they started walking and caught up pace with me - she ended up slightly in front of me, and he remained just behind me, still pretending to talk into his phone - or whatever he was doing.

I was walking toward the back office, and just before it, there is a restroom off the lobby, which she walked into. The man turned left and went elsewhere. About a minute or two later when I was leaving the back office to go back toward the lobby, she proceeded to leave the restroom at the exact time I would be passing in front of it - to again walk directly in front of me.

I stopped just before the lobby by a colleague, and the tall man and woman both met each other at the exact same time in the lobby and continued out the front doors. They never spoke a word to each other but seemed perfectly synchronized.

My colleague was completely bewildered by the tall strangers and asked if I knew them. I was equally confused and told her I was clueless as to who they were. After about thirty seconds, I went into the lobby to see what car they drove here in, but they were not out there getting into any car, nor did any car leave in the next several minutes as I watched. I don’t want to say they vanished, but they didn’t seem to drive a car in or out, and more or less showed up and left without little clue as to how.

They seemed completely alien to everything I know to be human. It was impossible to guess their age because they didn’t have any facial blemishes, and I was able to see the man’s face quite close when I was walking toward the building in the parking lot before they started walking. I would guess they were around 35-40 due to their facial structure, but they had perfect skin, hair, and no wrinkles or grey hair, so it was tricky to estimate this. They were slightly tan in complexion, and perfectly fit. I know I’ve used the word perfect a lot, but they were unnaturally perfect in every way.

This still puzzles me today.

[Valerie Villars]

So, there is that common theme again of uncommon perfection in both being and clothing. No normal human on earth looks like that. We look rumpled and imperfect in some way, whether it's our body or our clothes.

Also, every single type I met was much taller than the average human. Of THAT type.

Then they have others who pose as homeless people or musicians. They look just as rumpled and bedraggled as we do. :)

[James]

So, there is that common theme again of uncommon perfection in both being and clothing. No normal human on earth looks like that. We look rumpled and imperfect in some way, whether it's our body or our clothes.

Also, every single type I met was much taller than the average human. Of THAT type.

Very interesting, Valerie - I hadn’t read your post on this thread until a few minutes ago, and I was surprised by the similarities to the couple I saw.

I really try to keep rational and skeptical about anything extraterrestrial, but I can’t shake the non-human-ness of those two and their eerie perfection.

[Forest Denizen]

So, there is that common theme again of uncommon perfection in both being and clothing. No normal human on earth looks like that. We look rumpled and imperfect in some way, whether it's our body or our clothes.

Also, every single type I met was much taller than the average human. Of THAT type.

Then they have others who pose as homeless people or musicians. They look just as rumpled and bedraggled as we do. :)

That's very interesting, Val. Why do you think they pose as homeless people or musicians? Are they just observing? Or maybe waiting for the right, possibly preordained moment?

[Bill Ryan]

This interesting personal anecdote might count as a 'nearly'. :)

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I was contacted back in 2010 by a longtime Project Camelot supporter, a woman who lived at that time in Belleville, Ontario. I'll call her Jane (not her real name). Jane was a well-educated businesswoman, with her own knowledge of and interest in the UFO phenomenon.

Jane was in the Belleville Starbucks one day, and got talking to another woman drinking coffee there, with whom she struck up a friendly conversation over a period of an hour or more.

The two women were chatting about very regular things... movies, shopping, current affairs, and so on. Jane described the other woman as intelligent, articulate, maybe in her 40s, well-presented, and clearly well-educated.

When Jane asked the other woman about her job, she said she worked at the local Canadian Military base (I cannot remember if it was Army or Air Force). By now, they had established really quite a strong ‘instant friendship’. Jane stressed how they got along exceptionally well, and she liked this other woman very much, a feeling that seemed to be reciprocated.

The other woman then pointed out three men, who were sitting at tables, separately, in the restaurant. She said they were her trainees, and they were ETs who lived at the military base. They were sitting in Starbucks to observe and assimilate normal human behavior. (Surely a perfect place!)

Jane could see them all. She said their heads were slightly large and round, and they had some (but not a lot of) hair. She described them as ‘Charlie Brown’ heads. But they were all within the normal human range, and were normally dressed. No-one around them gave them a second thought. They were each sitting on their own, behaving quietly and normally.

The woman gave Jane her name and e-mail address, and said she would be happy to meet again. Jane did indeed try to contact her, but never heard from her again. She returned to the Starbucks after that many times, but never saw her again, or the three unusual men. I asked Jane if she felt there was any chance that the woman might have been joking, but Jane’s certain judgment was that she was absolutely not.

I was so curious about this that I flew to meet her, and sat in that Starbucks myself for many hours (with my camera in my pocket!). But nothing unusual transpired.

That’s where the story ends. Jane has now canceled all her e-mail addresses I had for her, and is not returning any messages.

[Intranuclear]

This interesting personal anecdote might count as a 'nearly'. :)

~~

I was contacted back in 2010 by a longtime Project Camelot supporter, a woman who lived at that time in Belleville, Ontario. I'll call her Jane (not her real name). Jane was a well-educated businesswoman, with her own knowledge of and interest in the UFO phenomenon.

Jane was in the Belleville Starbucks one day, and got talking to another woman drinking coffee there, with whom she struck up a friendly conversation over a period of an hour or more.

The two women were chatting about very regular things... movies, shopping, current affairs, and so on. Jane described the other woman as intelligent, articulate, maybe in her 40s, well-presented, and clearly well-educated.

When Jane asked the other woman about her job, she said she worked at the local Canadian Military base (I cannot remember if it was Army or Air Force). By now, they had established really quite a strong ‘instant friendship’. Jane stressed how they got along exceptionally well, and she liked this other woman very much, a feeling that seemed to be reciprocated.

The other woman then pointed out three men, who were sitting at tables, separately, in the restaurant. She said they were her trainees, and they were ETs who lived at the military base. They were sitting in Starbucks to observe and assimilate normal human behavior. (Surely a perfect place!)

Jane could see them all. She said their heads were slightly large and round, and they had some (but not a lot of) hair. She described them as ‘Charlie Brown’ heads. But they were all within the normal human range, and were normally dressed. No-one around them gave them a second thought. They were each sitting on their own, behaving quietly and normally.

The woman gave Jane her name and e-mail address, and said she would be happy to meet again. Jane did indeed try to contact her, but never heard from her again. She returned to the Starbucks after that many times, but never saw her again, or the three unusual men. I asked Jane if she felt there was any chance that the woman might have been joking, but Jane’s certain judgment was that she was absolutely not.

I was so curious about this that I flew to meet her, and sat in that Starbucks myself for many hours (with my camera in my pocket!). But nothing unusual transpired.

That’s where the story ends. Jane has now canceled all her e-mail addresses I had for her, and is not returning any messages.

Bill this is fascinating, it seems straight out of David Jacob's "Walking among us". Thank you so much!
I am not surprised that she severed contact, as she may have been pressured to do just that by the trainees' hybrid protector.

[Patient]

I beleive we are able to see a UFO when we are ready to see one. Of course there are sightings where many people see the same thing in the sky at the same time.

But often I wonder if there is a connection that occurs due to an ET being able to know that the time is right for a particular person to finally witness for themselves.

So, the same with these enounters...do you think that a person is somehow selected to be able to see an ET?

In many accounts, a person will say that other people in the area did not seem to notice. It could be that the individual themselves is now in tune and awake enough to experience a sighting, or it could be both.

I was walking a familiar route in my neighborhood at mid day. It was unusually quiet all of a sudden - no car noise, no birds, etc. On the other side of the road coming towards me (as I was beginning to cross the road) there was a very tall male - had to be at leat 8ft tall and maybe even 10ft- except like most people who reach 7ft are very thin, this guy had a perfect large muscular build. He was wearing tight fitting clothes, sort of like some type of spandex. He was a giant.

As soon as I saw him, I had an uncontrollable fight or flight urge overcome me. I quickly turned back to my side of the road and tried to hide - but there was really nothing to hide behind. I found myself trying to make myself crouch down behind a tiny bush or plant that could not hide my feet. It was a very strange sensation. I could barely turn my face up to look at him. Even as he had passed enough to where i was behind him.

He seemed to take no notice of me and continued to walk his path. As he quickly moved away, as his stride was huge, all normal neighborhood sounds returned.

I have been on a path in the woods and come face to face with a large bear. I have been confronted by serious scary people. I have never had the feelings like I experinced when I saw this person.

I feel like this was a test to see how I would react in the presence of "whoever" that was.

I have been around WWE type wrestlers and pro basketball players - this person was unlike any of them. There was a sign attached to a street light pole that I saw him walk by and it was at his head level. I went back there the next day - I am just under 6ft tall and that sign was unreachable by me even trying to jump and touch it. It was at least almost 3 -4 ft above my head.

[Sunny-side-up]

I've noticed two very un-ordinary people.

One was an immaculate guy.
He was about 5 foot 5 inches in height and had perfect skin and shoulder length hair.
He had a very sure and calming face, a face that just emitted warmth and calmness.
I sat opposite him on a tube train, I was young and had no confidence, so I wish I had said hello at-least.
I'm not sure but I think I passed him a few times in the crowded streets.

Now this women looked very unusual, I would call her a Mantis.
I'm 6 foot 2 and she must have been 7 foot or more.
She came down the stairs of a bridge along the Thames where I lived.
She stopped to just her Very skimpy running gear, virtually a thong and a strap for a bra.
As she adjusted herself she looked straight at me, through in to me, no facial smile but I could feel she was smiling.
maybe that was because I might have been staring with my mouth open lol
She wasn't just a tall skinny person, she seemed very different.
All of a sudden she sprang off down the towpath and got up to a fast speed with no effort 0.o
She was another person I wish I had talked to, if only to excuse my ill mannered staring ;)

Both those people where in their own different ways, where very beautiful.

[Valerie Villars]

I have a bunch of chores to do today, including horse stuff, but I have not posted a ton of weird experiences I have had. As a reminder to myself, there was also one, another tall, muscular good looking blond in a Waffle House who said he had just come from Patti Smith but he pronounced it Smyth.

The Nordic told me he was a millwright and a singer. The tall brunette said he was a musician as I saw him play. He had on an impeccable outfit straight out of some medieval troubador picture book. I have never seen an outfit like that in real life. It was VERY expensive and odd looking and he was telepathic.

Then in another odd experience in the Quarter when I was impossibly the only person there (another dimension) there were two musicians who sat in my car and spoke with me on my birthday. One was blond and had all his teeth filed to points and covered with gold. The thing was, the world looked exactly the same, but it was like time was suspended or there was a bell jar effect, with just us three in an always very busy and crowded area of the city, in broad daylight. The blond was incredibly smart and funny and the brunette had a very calm and spiritual air about him.

Almost every one I interacted with told me they were homeless. The ones I spoke with anyway.

The homeless and musician thing may have been a metaphor for something else. These are just notes to remind me of more specifics later.

[Tam]

So, there is that common theme again of uncommon perfection in both being and clothing. No normal human on earth looks like that. We look rumpled and imperfect in some way, whether it's our body or our clothes.

Also, every single type I met was much taller than the average human. Of THAT type.

Then they have others who pose as homeless people or musicians. They look just as rumpled and bedraggled as we do. :)

That's very interesting, Val. Why do you think they pose as homeless people or musicians? Are they just observing? Or maybe waiting for the right, possibly preordained moment?

I have a theory on that.

To me, if you want to get to the core of a person, or a people, you have to put yourself beneath them. If you have something to offer to someone, there's a good chance they're going to deceive you or lie or be generally insincere so that it somehow benefits them. If you ever get to meet a rich person who's not an asshole, they'll tell you this is something that plagues them. There will never be a shortage of gold diggers, brown nosers, and sycophants.

If you put yourself in the position of the "lowest caste" in society, many people will be shallow enough to believe there is nothing to gain by choosing to interact with you. You don't have money, or power, or connections, or even a great body to go to bed with. You're just this dirty, smelly, dead broke bum.

That seems to me, to be the BEST way to see the worst and best humanity has to offer, to hide in plain sight (most people will notice a sale sign before they notice a bum), and to understand how society functions at its core.

So, why not pose as a homeless person? You'd certainly learn a lot.

[Tam]

I was walking a familiar route in my neighborhood at mid day. It was unusually quiet all of a sudden - no car noise, no birds, etc. On the other side of the road coming towards me (as I was beginning to cross the road) there was a very tall male - had to be at leat 8ft tall and maybe even 10ft- except like most people who reach 7ft are very thin, this guy had a perfect large muscular build. He was wearing tight fitting clothes, sort of like some type of spandex. He was a giant.

Ooh, this reminds me of something!

About last week-ish, I was visiting my parents, who live quite close by. Anyway, I was having a conversation in the backyard with my father, who's into this sort of stuff just as much as I am, and he was telling me how he's seen, on a couple of occasions, an odd-looking man who was just taking a walk, as many do, in the safe, suburban neighborhood they live in.

Apparently, the first time he saw him, my father was taking out the trash, when this man he's never seen before (there's a lot of people that you recognize that regularly jog/walk their dogs/take their kids out to play) walked past him...straight down the middle of the street, which was odd, because there's ample sidewalks on both sides to walk around to your heart's content.

Anyway, that was the first peculiar thing about him. The second was that the man was TALL. My father said at least 8 feet tall.

To me, this seemed unlikely. I mean, Yao Ming is one of the tallest people alive, and he's 7'6". That means whoever this dude was could easily have been a full head taller than that. Imagine Yao Ming cuddling up to some dude like in the movies, top of his head meeting the other's chin. That would be wild.

Anyway, I had my doubts that he was really 8 feet tall. But my father insisted, and even showed me how he was so certain. You see, when he first saw him, my father was on the curb, which is easily 5 in/15 cm off the ground. My father is 6'3'', which means that if someone were to measure him standing on the curb from the top of his head down to street level, that would be approximately 6'8'', which is tall as hell.

Apparently, when the man passed by my father, he was TOWERING above that, and remember...he was walking on the street! Basically, my father said that if the man were to stand directly in front of him and face his direction (basically, imagine them having a conversation), he would be UNABLE to reach the top of his head without standing on his very tippy toes...and again, that's with him standing 5'' taller due to the sidewalk!

So yes...with my father's long-limbed reach, that would easily be 8'' at LEAST.

Now, there are people that are that tall that are perfectly human, and suffer from gigantism. But those people always have disproportionate features and bone structure. Or, if nothing else, they're very gangly and skinny looking.

This dude looked perfectly normal, well-proportioned, and fit...he was just tall as hell.

I didn't get a chance to ask what the man looked like, but I'd be curious to find out. My father said that, aside from his gargantuan height, he looked like a normal white man.

Could just be a regular, abnormally tall dude.

Could be an ET.

Evidently, he lives somewhere in the neighborhood.

If I ever see him, I'll strike up a conversation with him. Start with a neighborly "hello", maybe send a telepathic message and see if he reacts.

Wouldn't that be interesting?

[Patient]

I was walking a familiar route in my neighborhood at mid day. It was unusually quiet all of a sudden - no car noise, no birds, etc. On the other side of the road coming towards me (as I was beginning to cross the road) there was a very tall male - had to be at leat 8ft tall and maybe even 10ft- except like most people who reach 7ft are very thin, this guy had a perfect large muscular build. He was wearing tight fitting clothes, sort of like some type of spandex. He was a giant.

Ooh, this reminds me of something!

About last week-ish, I was visiting my parents, who live quite close by. Anyway, I was having a conversation in the backyard with my father, who's into this sort of stuff just as much as I am, and he was telling me how he's seen, on a couple of occasions, an odd-looking man who was just taking a walk, as many do, in the safe, suburban neighborhood they live in.

Apparently, the first time he saw him, my father was taking out the trash, when this man he's never seen before (there's a lot of people that you recognize that regularly jog/walk their dogs/take their kids out to play) walked past him...straight down the middle of the street, which was odd, because there's ample sidewalks on both sides to walk around to your heart's content.

Anyway, that was the first peculiar thing about him. The second was that the man was TALL. My father said at least 8 feet tall.

To me, this seemed unlikely. I mean, Yao Ming is one of the tallest people alive, and he's 7'6". That means whoever this dude was could easily have been a full head taller than that. Imagine Yao Ming cuddling up to some dude like in the movies, top of his head meeting the other's chin. That would be wild.

Anyway, I had my doubts that he was really 8 feet tall. But my father insisted, and even showed me how he was so certain. You see, when he first saw him, my father was on the curb, which is easily 5 in/15 cm off the ground. My father is 6'3'', which means that if someone were to measure him standing on the curb from the top of his head down to street level, that would be approximately 6'8'', which is tall as hell.

Apparently, when the man passed by my father, he was TOWERING above that, and remember...he was walking on the street! Basically, my father said that if the man were to stand directly in front of him and face his direction (basically, imagine them having a conversation), he would be UNABLE to reach the top of his head without standing on his very tippy toes...and again, that's with him standing 5'' taller due to the sidewalk!

So yes...with my father's long-limbed reach, that would easily be 8'' at LEAST.

Now, there are people that are that tall that are perfectly human, and suffer from gigantism. But those people always have disproportionate features and bone structure. Or, if nothing else, they're very gangly and skinny looking.

This dude looked perfectly normal, well-proportioned, and fit...he was just tall as hell.

I didn't get a chance to ask what the man looked like, but I'd be curious to find out. My father said that, aside from his gargantuan height, he looked like a normal white man.

Could just be a regular, abnormally tall dude.

Could be an ET.

Evidently, he lives somewhere in the neighborhood.

If I ever see him, I'll strike up a conversation with him. Start with a neighborly "hello", maybe send a telepathic message and see if he reacts.

Wouldn't that be interesting?

That man I saw had to be 8 or 9 ft tall - and yes, he had a build like Captain America - tight waist wide shoulders etc. Not disproportionate at all.

Thank you for posting this.

[sunwings]

Firstly I watched the interview at the start of the thread, a fascinating listen.:happythumbsup:

An Irish gentleman posted a fascinating encounter he had with a man on a bus but has since deleted the video. From memory, he was sitting at the back of the bus when he saw a young man's head shift into a strange shape. The man then turned around to give him a really menacing look. BUT what connects this story to others here, is the way he felt energetically raped afterwards. He goes into detail to described this prickly feeling he could not get rid of, and he was certain that the energy signature was non human.

[Jad]

So, why not pose as a homeless person? You'd certainly learn a lot.

I totally agree with this. What better way to come into this “reality theatre” with an avatar that no one even wants to look at let alone interact with. You can watch and enjoy the show without affecting anyone.

I will share here a small part of a story that happened with me back in 2011-12. It was a very strange period in my life where I had bizarre experiences. During that period, I felt like I didn’t want to play “Jad” anymore and I just wanted to be homeless and free from all the “rules” of society. I was in Honolulu back then which has tons of homeless people, I cut my driving license, left my apartment unlocked, drove my car to a place I never been on the island.. I have no idea how I ended there so I found myself now without my car ( I literally gave it to someone I never met) and I was face to face with a homeless woman which I never met before. She looked at me and smiled as if she knew me and she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. She called Michael and told me that they were waiting for me or something. I honestly don’t know how to describe my mental state back then, the closest I can say it was like walking in a lucid dream. What I really noticed is that there were a lot of people walking by us and not even acknowledging that we were there, it was like we were invisible in plain sight! I remember thinking like wow I’m out of the play! She said something about a restaurant behind us where we can travel like a portal or something, but I didn’t understand her. So she insisted to take me inside, so I went along with her but I still didn’t understand what she wanted so I thought she was hungry, I asked her if she wanted to eat and she said no. I was really trying to understand what was going on, because she kept calling me Michael and I wanted to leave so I can regroup, so I remember giving her $100 bill and she said that she didn’t want my money but I just left it in her hand and left the restaurant.

[Ratszinger]

Firstly I watched the interview at the start of the thread, a fascinating listen.:happythumbsup:

An Irish gentleman posted a fascinating encounter he had with a man on a bus but has since deleted the video. From memory, he was sitting at the back of the bus when he saw a young man's head shift into a strange shape. The man then turned around to give him a really menacing look. BUT what connects this story to others here, is the way he felt energetically raped afterwards. He goes into detail to described this prickly feeling he could not get rid of, and he was certain that the energy signature was non human.

I've had several experiences in the astral over the course of my life that were all quite exciting. I also was missing as a young boy sometime in the early 60s like circa 63-64 on a cold Feb morning. I disappeared at about ten am and was found in an adjacent state wandering on the highway by a man that heard my description over the radio. I barely remember it but he took me back to the police in my home town and they took me to my mom and I was home the same day by 4:20 pm mom said. When my mom asked me how I got across the river to get into Maryland I told her a man took me, that man and me we flew over it and she of course informed me to stop telling tall tales. I never thought much of it until later experiences and memories of being on a ship but the weirdest one I've never really mentioned publicly didn't involve me. It involved patients coming to see me for regular scheduled appointments at the clinic I worked at.

I was in the air force and was working the Oral Surg. clinic which was separate from the main dental clinic and so since the main was down at this time and a new building being finished we were taking all the x-rays for the patients trying to at least make some headway while movers were getting the new building up and running.

I had a general and his family on the books that morning among others but was not planning on taking x-rays that day. Normally the techs do all the full mouth x-rays but they wanted me to do it because it was a 'general' and they were all intimidated by him. So when they arrived everyone was nervous right and all four of them walk in. The wife, the general, the son and daughter. These people from the general himself to the young daughter probably age of 15-16 were just too perfect! The son was getting ready to go to the academy as I recall. Everyone in the building noticed these beautiful people too and people I never saw come into the dental clinic managed to find a way to make up something to get a peak inside of these women because they radiated! They glowed really almost an orange and the women working at the hospital in the mean time were going ape over the men! True Adonis looking perfectly formed men and women these. Radiant doesn't do it justice. Their teeth, all of them perfect! None of them ever had any orthodontics and no cavities, no fillings on any of them! I worked in dental all my life after and never saw that again in any single patient let alone four the same day! Their nails, their eyes this crystal blue, their skin was unbelievable. I remember thinking that the government must be doing genetic experimenting or something because I had no idea such perfectly formed humans existed until that day. Not that I've seen many since.

These women stuck with the men and the men with the women of our hospital for days after they left. What's more I was thinking how pretty the daughter was and she begins to laugh, giggling like she heard my thoughts. I thought nah and went on.
Finally the wife who opted to go last came in. Debutante I guess is the word but these were perfected humans I'm telling you. There was something very alluring almost infectious about the women they affected every man in the place that day.

The guys were all kicking themselves for making me consent to doing the work on them I can tell you that. The mom appeared to be a mind reader because when she came in and I was thinking to myself how if the daughter was older I'd love to ask her out. I was like 18 at the time I think and the wife looks at me and says, "oh we don't allow our daughter to date" and then stops herself saying, 'oh, you didn't say that out loud did you?'
And I'm like no but I was thinking it! I stood back and was looking her over and she says she could tell from my look but I know I wasn't obvious. I said nothing to the rest of them and was only thinking to myself how incredible her daughter was and what excuses we could make to cause them to be there longer but like all good things it ended. We talked about those people for quite a while after that. I never did get the energy the women generated it was really extraordinary and universal with men. A Star Trek TNG episode, "The Perfect Mate" that I watched years later reminded me of these women and what they did to the men that day. Anyway I don't know that extraordinary radiant beauty counts but it did one day in the 80s for a lot of men and women in a small dental clinic in Illinois.

[TomKat]

Angela Smith ("Voices from the Cosmos") says there's a hotel restaurant in Boulder City, Nevada where one can often see human-looking ETs. There are only 3 hotels in that city, but she doesn't name the one.

[Valerie Villars]

So, why not pose as a homeless person? You'd certainly learn a lot.

I totally agree with this. What better way to come into this “reality theatre” with an avatar that no one even wants to look at let alone interact with. You can watch and enjoy the show without affecting anyone.

I will share here a small part of a story that happened with me back in 2011-12. It was a very strange period in my life where I had bizarre experiences. During that period, I felt like I didn’t want to play “Jad” anymore and I just wanted to be homeless and free from all the “rules” of society. I was in Honolulu back then which has tons of homeless people, I cut my driving license, left my apartment unlocked, drove my car to a place I never been on the island.. I have no idea how I ended there so I found myself now without my car ( I literally gave it to someone I never met) and I was face to face with a homeless woman which I never met before. She looked at me and smiled as if she knew me and she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. She called Michael and told me that they were waiting for me or something. I honestly don’t know how to describe my mental state back then, the closest I can say it was like walking in a lucid dream. What I really noticed is that there were a lot of people walking by us and not even acknowledging that we were there, it was like we were invisible in plain sight! I remember thinking like wow I’m out of the play! She said something about a restaurant behind us where we can travel like a portal or something, but I didn’t understand her. So she insisted to take me inside, so I went along with her but I still didn’t understand what she wanted so I thought she was hungry, I asked her if she wanted to eat and she said no. I was really trying to understand what was going on, because she kept calling me Michael and I wanted to leave so I can regroup, so I remember giving her $100 bill and she said that she didn’t want my money but I just left it in her hand and left the restaurant.

Yes Jad. I experienced much the same thing. It doesn't serve us well for continuing to live in THIS world, after you experience that one. It's not very practical. You have to have food, money, etc. to survive here.

[Intranuclear]

Angela Smith ("Voices from the Cosmos") says there's a hotel restaurant in Boulder City, Nevada where one can often see human-looking ETs. There are only 3 hotels in that city, but she doesn't name the one.

Maybe this? https://living-las-vegas.com/2009/04/boulder-dam-hotel-las-vegas/

https://living-las-vegas.com/content/uploads/boulder-dam-hotel-01.jpg
Boulder Dam Hotel

[chancy]

Hello Everyone:
I had a very dear friend that was kind of like a second father to me all my life. We visited each other through out my life and a few years ago now he came to visit me. It was an ordinary visit but something about the visit I still can't understand stood out when he first came to the house. We had such a great visit and as he was getting ready to leave he leaned towards me to shake my hand which was kind of unusual ( not the handshake) but the manner of how he leaned toward me...Just at this moment his eyes went completely and utterly coal black. This lasted for about 3-5 seconds. The next thing I knew the eyes were back to normal. I must admit that I was not scared or anything like that BUT my friend never said a thing but smiled at me and said he had to go.
I am not sure if you can call this and ET experience but I do know that I have never seen anything like it before or again.
Around 2 months later he died suddenly without my knowledge. I was extremely saddened by my friends departure but I knew he was special even before he showed me his true self.
chancy

[Patient]

Angela Smith ("Voices from the Cosmos") says there's a hotel restaurant in Boulder City, Nevada where one can often see human-looking ETs. There are only 3 hotels in that city, but she doesn't name the one.

Maybe this? https://living-las-vegas.com/2009/04/boulder-dam-hotel-las-vegas/

https://living-las-vegas.com/content/uploads/boulder-dam-hotel-01.jpg
Boulder Dam Hotel

I do not recall who it was (someone who claimed to have worked at area 51?), but in an interview they said that the ETs that were working along with the humans liked to go out every once in a while, for a walk diwn the Vegas strip in the middle of the night. They coukd blend in and just enjoy themselves.

So perhaps they like to go out for dinner as well. Why not?

[Patient]

Hello Everyone:
I had a very dear friend that was kind of like a second father to me all my life. We visited each other through out my life and a few years ago now he came to visit me. It was an ordinary visit but something about the visit I still can't understand stood out when he first came to the house. We had such a great visit and as he was getting ready to leave he leaned towards me to shake my hand which was kind of unusual ( not the handshake) but the manner of how he leaned toward me...Just at this moment his eyes went completely and utterly coal black. This lasted for about 3-5 seconds. The next thing I knew the eyes were back to normal. I must admit that I was not scared or anything like that BUT my friend never said a thing but smiled at me and said he had to go.
I am not sure if you can call this and ET experience but I do know that I have never seen anything like it before or again.
Around 2 months later he died suddenly without my knowledge. I was extremely saddened by my friends departure but I knew he was special even before he showed me his true self.
chancy

Sorry for the loss of your friend. If you are ok to elaborate, how else did he feel special?

[yelik]

In 2015 I was in Spain with my family at a restaurant one evening. At the table next to us was an old German guy with a much younger women, something seemed odd to me. Facially she had strong physical features, almost too strong.

Anyway, I was taking a photo of my family when she stood up and offered to take our photo, I said thank you, but could not help notice her totally black eyes which spooked my wife and I out. I had my back to them so I could not really keep looking round at her. Perhaps a black eyed being.



In around 2017, I think, I attended the annual UFO academy event in Watford UK. Kerry Cassidy is involved with organising and hosting these events. I was introduced to Charmaine D'Rosario-Saytch a human reptilian hybrid.

She came across as a genuine, kind and friendly person, but then she bit me (just kidding). When I spoke to her I said you look completely normal to me, she did say that her eyes and facial features do change sometimes. Who knows?

Charmaine D'Rozario Saytch Reptilian Human Hybrid 1/2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=stCNsEdMS48



About 6 months ago I was at Euston Station in London when an extremely tall ( maybe 6’8”) blond, well-dressed couple walked by, They were strutting along at a fair pace talking to themselves as if no one else was around. I thought tall blondes – perhaps.


Whilst I have no doubt ET and human hybrids walk amongst us my experiences are largely circumstantial.

[Sunny-side-up]

Here is a memory that I had virtually forgotten.
As a kid, around 5-7 years old my dad took me to the 'Olympia Boat' show, very crowded and bustling place.

I was walking hand in hand with my dad through the crowd when all of a sudden, I came face to face with a kid (I say kid because he was very small and did not look old).
Now the kid had both hands up being held by two people, being led through the crowd as I was.

We seemed to have paused for a few moments face to face.

I was quite shocked, stunned at the time, you see he had no nose? just two tear shaped holes in a triangular shape ?
I looked into his eyes (think was a male) trying not to stair at the nose holes, think he had quite large round eye's, very glistening.

Then we where both dragged on in opposite directions through the crowd.
This had quite shock me up.

Me and my dad paused on the higher floor level where you could look down on the yachts, in the artificial harbour.

I was looking down one of the tall masts unaware that my dad had grabbed me by my belt.
I had passed out and was falling over the rail, he saved my life, phew.

I had to sit head in between my knees, in the medical area for at least half an hour, feeling very weak and dizzy.

That was a very strange day for me.

[Alekahn2]

During the summer of '79, I had an extraordinary extended encounter (EEE) with a being that has been a potent and enigmatic memory. I was driving from Denver airport back to Santa Fe, New Mexico and had just crossed the Colo state line into the vast expanse of the desert Southwest.

It was daytime, the sky was brilliant blue and you could see for miles. I was driving a very nice sports car at the time (very fast), riding in relative luxury on a deserted stretch of highway. I remember seeing something in the distance off to the right of the interstate and as I got nearer I saw that it was a hitchhiker and I recall saying to myself that I was NOT going to pick this dude up (as I had on many colorful occasions in the recent past)! As I flew past him I got a fleeting glimpse of him and the next thing I know I am (borderline involuntarily) jamming on my brakes hard, coming to a complete stop in the middle of the highway. There were thankfully no other vehicles in sight!

I put my car in reverse and backed slowly to where he was standing and rolled down the passenger window and the 'man' walked up to my car, leaned down on the door frame, looked into me with piercing blue eyes and proclaimed, "I've been waiting for you". So...here was a man, on a deserted major interstate, in the middle of mountainous desert, dressed in white pants with a shiny blue turtleneck top and some sort of running shoes. He had no baggage, nor personal possessions whatsoever with him.
No sunglasses, no wallet (thus no money). Nothing. He got in my car and we were off like a rocket.

I spent three days in downtown Santa Fe with him, as my apartment was nearby. He would not sleep at my place, instead choosing to sleep in the middle of a baseball diamond (for three nights!). By day we roamed and talked and ate. Everywhere we went people were stunned by him, his obvious physical beauty (Nordic), but it was his eyes, his gaze that attracted so much (unwanted) attention. People wanted their picture taken with him and by him on multiple occasions over the brief span of days, especially in the downtown market square and around the cathedral. It was inexplicable and I was entranced by his gentle wisdom, his stature and noble bearing. He was, in short, a magical being travelling across the western US, with nothing but his good will (and the kindness of strangers).

There are so many things that occured over those days full of synchronicity and magic. The third day he wanted to go to a new age bookstore, where he "knew" that he was supposed to see someone he hadn't seen for years. Sure enough, upon entering the bookstore he embraced another man (who was by chance visiting from Cali) and they exuberantly talked for an hour. He gave me a small black book, which I still have to this day, entitled, "The Impersonal Life", an anonymously written book.

On the morning of the fourth day, after an incredible breakfast in the plaza, he abruptly announced that it was time for him to be leaving. Against my protestations, he wanted me to take him to an exit on the interstate and drop him off. I would have driven him anywhere at that particular moment. But take him to an exit I did. We talked for the last moments, he blessed me and told me to continue on my journey with abundant heart. We embraced for the only time during those days. There was something different about the way he felt, the way he powerfully hugged me, in a totally non-sexual way. It was electric in a sense.

He exited the car and gazed at me for the last time. No words. Before he had even closed the car door, an 18 wheeler truck locked his brakes on the highway and pulled over to the side of the road. The one known as "Rand", casually walked up to the truck, climbed up into the cab and they were off! I sat dumbfounded on the side of that highway for a time, in wonderment and awe at it all.

I have often wondered who this being was. In the form of a man yes. But with the bearing of royalty almost. Who moved through the world without money (and didn't ask for any!), or things. And it all happened seamlessly, effortlessly. As if he indeed was "waiting" for me.

Thanks for all your wonderful life stories here Avalonians! :cat:

[Valerie Villars]

Just curiously Alekahn, do you have any photos of this being?

[Intranuclear]

During the summer of '79, I had an extraordinary extended encounter (EEE) with a being that has been a potent and enigmatic memory. I was driving from Denver airport back to Santa Fe, New Mexico and had just crossed the Colo state line into the vast expanse of the desert Southwest.

It was daytime, the sky was brilliant blue and you could see for miles. I was driving a very nice sports car at the time (very fast), riding in relative luxury on a deserted stretch of highway. I remember seeing something in the distance off to the right of the interstate and as I got nearer I saw that it was a hitchhiker and I recall saying to myself that I was NOT going to pick this dude up (as I had on many colorful occasions in the recent past)! As I flew past him I got a fleeting glimpse of him and the next thing I know I am (borderline involuntarily) jamming on my brakes hard, coming to a complete stop in the middle of the highway. There were thankfully no other vehicles in sight!

I put my car in reverse and backed slowly to where he was standing and rolled down the passenger window and the 'man' walked up to my car, leaned down on the door frame, looked into me with piercing blue eyes and proclaimed, "I've been waiting for you". So...here was a man, on a deserted major interstate, in the middle of mountainous desert, dressed in white pants with a shiny blue turtleneck top and some sort of running shoes. He had no baggage, nor personal possessions whatsoever with him.
No sunglasses, no wallet (thus no money). Nothing. He got it my car and we were off like a rocket.

I spent three days in dowtown Santa Fe with him, as my apartment was nearby. He would not sleep at my place, instead choosing to sleep in the middle of a baseball diamond (for three nights!). By day we roamed and talked and ate. Everywhere we went people were stunned by him, his obvious physical beauty (Nordic), but it was his eyes, his gaze that attracted so much (unwanted) attention. People wanted their picture taken with him and by him on multiple occasions over the brief span of days, especially in the dowtown market square and around the cathedral. It was inexplicable and I was entranced by his gentle wisdom, his stature and noble bearing. He was, in short, a magical being travelling across the western US, with nothing but his good will (and the kindness of strangers).

There are so many things that occured over those days full of synchronicity and magic. The third day he wanted to go to a new age bookstore, where he "knew" that he was supposed to see someone he hadn't seen for years. Sure enough, upon entering the bookstore he embraced another man (who was by chance visiting from Cali) and they exuberantly talked for an hour. He bought me a small black book, which I still have to this day, entitled, "The Impersonal Life", an anonymously written book.

On the morning of the fourth day, after an incredible breakfast in the plaza, he abruptly announced that it was time for him to be leaving. Against my protestations, he wanted me to take him to an exit on the interstate and drop him off. I would have driven him anywhere at that particular moment. But take him to an exit I did. We talked for the last moments, he blessed me and told me to continue on my journey with abundant heart. We embraced for the only time during those days. There was something different about the way he felt, the way he powerfully hugged me, in a totally non-sexual way. It was electric in a sense.

He exited the car and gazed at me for the last time. No words. Before he had even closed the car door, an 18 wheeler truck locked his brakes on the highway and pulled over to the side of the road. The one known as "Rand", casually walked up to the truck, climbed up into the cab and they were off! I sat dumbfounded on the side of that highway for a time, in wonderment and awe at it all.

I have often wondered who this being was. In the form of a man yes. But with the bearing of royalty almost. Who moved through the world without money (and didn't ask for any!), or things. And it all happened seamlessly, effortlessly. As if he indeed was "waiting" for me.

Thanks for all your wonderful life stories here Avalonians! :cat:

Your story is fascinating.
Did you not ask him any questions in all that time?
Were you effectively hypnotized and simply accepted his presence?
I can't imagine that he provided no information or perhaps you are unwilling to share maybe because it was very personal.

[ashva]

Ratszinger:


Your story is remarkably similar to a report in Timothy Good's latest book "Earth : An Alien Enterprise".

There an anonymous former military medic reports taking a back scan of an officer he described as the epitome of the Aryan master race ideal. What was remarkable though, was his back. All human backs are riddled with imperfections and asymmetries. Not this officer's. It was perfect, with any deformations.

Alekahn 2 : tell us more.

[Sunny-side-up]

Hi Alekahn2 , that's a very interesting story/experience, thx.

Is this the book?
Joseph Benner´s Book "The Impersonal Life"

It was published anonymously until his death, then his wife published it in his name (explained in this vid)
Wayne Dyer on Joseph Benner´s Book "The Impersonal Life"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HLjQXz0ODXo

https://www.google.com/search?q=The+Impersonal+Life&rlz=1C1CHBF_en-gbGB840GB840&oq=The+Impersonal+Life&aqs=chrome..69i57.2864j0j8&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8

If not this one looks like one to read as well ;)

Alan

[Kotch]

Angela Smith ("Voices from the Cosmos") says there's a hotel restaurant in Boulder City, Nevada where one can often see human-looking ETs. There are only 3 hotels in that city, but she doesn't name the one.

Maybe this? https://living-las-vegas.com/2009/04/boulder-dam-hotel-las-vegas/

https://living-las-vegas.com/content/uploads/boulder-dam-hotel-01.jpg
Boulder Dam Hotel

I do not recall who it was (someone who claimed to have worked at area 51?), but in an interview they said that the ETs that were working along with the humans liked to go out every once in a while, for a walk diwn the Vegas strip in the middle of the night. They coukd blend in and just enjoy themselves.

So perhaps they like to go out for dinner as well. Why not?

Pretty sure that was Charles Hall (he of the time in the desert with the Tall Whites).

[Ratszinger]

Ratszinger:


Your story is remarkably similar to a report in Timothy Good's latest book "Earth : An Alien Enterprise".

There an anonymous former military medic reports taking a back scan of an officer he described as the epitome of the Aryan master race ideal. What was remarkable though, was his back. All human backs are riddled with imperfections and asymmetries. Not this officer's. It was perfect, with any deformations.

Alekahn 2 : tell us more.

New book? Isn't he the one that wrote that famous one now, "Above Top Secret?" If so I really liked that one and his writing style which I recall being able to read very easily. I still have that book so I'll have to dig it out now to be sure and I usually dump them after reading so glad I do. Thanks I'll look for the new one on my Kindle if he is the one I'm thinking of. I never heard of another similar experience. So, double thanks!

[Ratszinger]

During the summer of '79, I had an extraordinary extended encounter (EEE) with a being that has been a potent and enigmatic memory. I was driving from Denver airport back to Santa Fe, New Mexico and had just crossed the Colo state line into the vast expanse of the desert Southwest.

It was daytime, the sky was brilliant blue and you could see for miles. I was driving a very nice sports car at the time (very fast), riding in relative luxury on a deserted stretch of highway. I remember seeing something in the distance off to the right of the interstate and as I got nearer I saw that it was a hitchhiker and I recall saying to myself that I was NOT going to pick this dude up (as I had on many colorful occasions in the recent past)! As I flew past him I got a fleeting glimpse of him and the next thing I know I am (borderline involuntarily) jamming on my brakes hard, coming to a complete stop in the middle of the highway. There were thankfully no other vehicles in sight!

I put my car in reverse and backed slowly to where he was standing and rolled down the passenger window and the 'man' walked up to my car, leaned down on the door frame, looked into me with piercing blue eyes and proclaimed, "I've been waiting for you". So...here was a man, on a deserted major interstate, in the middle of mountainous desert, dressed in white pants with a shiny blue turtleneck top and some sort of running shoes. He had no baggage, nor personal possessions whatsoever with him.
No sunglasses, no wallet (thus no money). Nothing. He got it my car and we were off like a rocket.

I spent three days in dowtown Santa Fe with him, as my apartment was nearby. He would not sleep at my place, instead choosing to sleep in the middle of a baseball diamond (for three nights!). By day we roamed and talked and ate. Everywhere we went people were stunned by him, his obvious physical beauty (Nordic), but it was his eyes, his gaze that attracted so much (unwanted) attention. People wanted their picture taken with him and by him on multiple occasions over the brief span of days, especially in the dowtown market square and around the cathedral. It was inexplicable and I was entranced by his gentle wisdom, his stature and noble bearing. He was, in short, a magical being travelling across the western US, with nothing but his good will (and the kindness of strangers).

There are so many things that occured over those days full of synchronicity and magic. The third day he wanted to go to a new age bookstore, where he "knew" that he was supposed to see someone he hadn't seen for years. Sure enough, upon entering the bookstore he embraced another man (who was by chance visiting from Cali) and they exuberantly talked for an hour. He bought me a small black book, which I still have to this day, entitled, "The Impersonal Life", an anonymously written book.

On the morning of the fourth day, after an incredible breakfast in the plaza, he abruptly announced that it was time for him to be leaving. Against my protestations, he wanted me to take him to an exit on the interstate and drop him off. I would have driven him anywhere at that particular moment. But take him to an exit I did. We talked for the last moments, he blessed me and told me to continue on my journey with abundant heart. We embraced for the only time during those days. There was something different about the way he felt, the way he powerfully hugged me, in a totally non-sexual way. It was electric in a sense.

He exited the car and gazed at me for the last time. No words. Before he had even closed the car door, an 18 wheeler truck locked his brakes on the highway and pulled over to the side of the road. The one known as "Rand", casually walked up to the truck, climbed up into the cab and they were off! I sat dumbfounded on the side of that highway for a time, in wonderment and awe at it all.

I have often wondered who this being was. In the form of a man yes. But with the bearing of royalty almost. Who moved through the world without money (and didn't ask for any!), or things. And it all happened seamlessly, effortlessly. As if he indeed was "waiting" for me.

Thanks for all your wonderful life stories here Avalonians! :cat:

Thanks for this. I was reminded of coming back from Memphis in my x Swiss Army Pinzgauer after building my father-in-law's farm house and I was on my way home. I had just crossed the bridge over the Mississippi River and had entered AR when traffic literally came to a halt in all lanes. I could not see the problem ahead but was at a crawl for some time just stop and go. The one single time I've ever picked up a hitch hiker was so reminiscent of your experience I was stunned for a sec.

I too felt as if I was like singled out and stopped by the guy who told me his name was "David" yet I could not tell you what we talked about even though the trip took extra long because the Pinz goes tops 60 mph and not so well so usually less. When he told me where to drop him off it was on the interstate by an exit and as he was getting out get this, he gives me this sling shot, the old style like David and Goliath where you swing a rock and let it fly! I'd never even really held one and he said it was all he had so he gives me this as thanks and I believe I still have it somewhere. Anyway, I never pick up hitchhikers so when I found myself waving this guy into my Pinz I was like just an observer seeing this guy call another in as if I was not even able to affect the sphere of my own limited environment any longer. Very strange and I'd completely spaced it like to where I never thought about it again for some reason. Isn't that odd!? How do such profound experiences like this managed to get tucked away like that? It's like dream where you forget it but later you smell something, or something happens and suddenly there it is all back in your conscious mind! It's rather disconcerting that another entity can take over that kind of neuronal control of another though but I suppose if a bear were about to attack you it would be very handy to just take him over and put him down for a nap while you walk away!

[Valerie Villars]

It seems to me that they are in control of when and how we meet them and we are at their mercy, so to speak. It's a very inexplicable thing. Almost like they are just there to set off an alarm and keep us moving on some path; remind us of something. It's so hard to describe the phenomenon.

You know, the old adage of entertaining angels. They seem to know us, but we don't know them. They seem to have a great interest in furthering some agenda that personally involves us. Our own personal e.t.'s?

The ones I met seem to have an agenda of helping me to remember who I was, to break free spiritually and to open up my eyes. To get me over a hump in my evolution. To test, to try, to make one think and ultimately to raise consciousness or enable me to raise my own. They just have a really strange way of doing what they do.

But, not the greys. I've never seen one and don't care to. The ones I met were vastly superior in their spiritual being, energy and intelligence. The ones I met were kind.

But there are parts of it where it seems they have to be cruel to be kind, by being confusing and scrambling our brains, in order to actually make something useful of them. Like we have been hypnotized our whole lives and they are there to wake us up and assist in the process. But, they don't give us the answers.

That was the general impression I got.

[AutumnW]

Fascinating thread. Thanks everybody!:flower:

[Justplain]

My ET encounter may have had an astral interface. The ETs had been leaving triangular scars, several mm long, on my legs. My left leg was feeling sharp pain one morning. The next night I awoke to a sharp pain in that leg, to see a bluish grey leaning over my leg. It squealed when it saw my awakedness, and I then passed out.

Since that time, which let's say was a year and a half ago, I woke up one morning to find a grease streak across the top of my right foot, like having been dragged over a greasy doorway. The grease stain was also in my bed sheets.

So there you have evidence of an alien abduction and a milab.

Then, earlier this week, I was watching the night sky by a large lake and a weird light that had been hanging around at a distance flew by, with no sound, at a decent clip. It looked triangular to me but another witness said it was rectangular. I remember two sets of dual lights in the rear and one light at the front.

Some of these ETs don't have our best interests at heart. Some likely do. And we likely wouldn't understand what they would think is for our own good, as well.

[Alekahn2]

Hi Alekahn2 , that's a very interesting story/experience, thx.

Is this the book?
Joseph Benner´s Book "The Impersonal Life"

Good day Sunny-side-up. Yes, I do believe that IS the book! I studied that book intensely for some years. Thanks so much for the video. I will dig through my boxes of books in storage to find it.

To respond briefly to a few other posts:
Valerie Villars ~ I did indeed have one small photo of him for many years. It was taken in a canyon whilst he was sitting cross-legged deep in meditation. He was intonating/chanting in the pic it seemed. Alas, the photo has been lost over the decades.

Intranuclear ~ At the time this event occured I was 19 (just about to turn 20) , and was on the inquisitive path of a searcher/seeker. Yes, I'm certain I did ask many questions of this mystical man, but have frustratingly little recollection of exact conversations. I wouldn't say that I was effectively hypnotized by him in any classic sense, but he did have my full attention.

In retrospect, I view this encounter as one point on an arc of several strange happenings and meetings during my time in the wild West, but qualitatively those few days were surreal and extraordinary by all accounts. It may have been an intervention of sorts I suspect. Perhaps pre-ordained in some fashion. A mystery it shall remain.

[TomKat]

Hello Everyone:
I had a very dear friend that was kind of like a second father to me all my life. We visited each other through out my life and a few years ago now he came to visit me. It was an ordinary visit but something about the visit I still can't understand stood out when he first came to the house. We had such a great visit and as he was getting ready to leave he leaned towards me to shake my hand which was kind of unusual ( not the handshake) but the manner of how he leaned toward me...Just at this moment his eyes went completely and utterly coal black. This lasted for about 3-5 seconds. The next thing I knew the eyes were back to normal. I must admit that I was not scared or anything like that BUT my friend never said a thing but smiled at me and said he had to go.
I am not sure if you can call this and ET experience but I do know that I have never seen anything like it before or again.
Around 2 months later he died suddenly without my knowledge. I was extremely saddened by my friends departure but I knew he was special even before he showed me his true self.
chancy

The eyes temporarily going coal black is unusual but not unheard of. It means the person is possessed. Leaning into you was probably not his own action but the action of the possessing entity.

[ashva]

Valerie Villars:

I am sure you have done so elsewhere, but if you can, could you provide some (summary) accounts of your contacts with aliens.

You make arresting mention of these. I cannot help but want to hear more!

[Valerie Villars]

Ashva, I had so many weird experiences, one after the other, that I have never posted "summary" accounts anywhere. It took me years just to wrap my head around the fact that those things actually happened to me.

I'll try to maybe start at the beginning, with the stories told as they happened, little by little. Probably not today.

Thanks for asking.

[Forest Denizen]

Ashva, I had so many weird experiences, one after the other, that I have never posted "summary" accounts anywhere. It took me years just to wrap my head around the fact that those things actually happened to me.

I'll try to maybe start at the beginning, with the stories told as they happened, little by little. Probably not today.

Thanks for asking.

This is an excellent thread! But I feel an obligation to point out that this is in an area of Avalon that is not members only. If anyone is at all sensitive about posting their experience(s) here, they may want to start their own thread or post somewhere in this members only area: http://projectavalon.net/forum4/forumdisplay.php?33-Contactees

I truly do not want to interfere here but I thought I should point this out in the event that anyone is unaware of the privacy, or lack thereof, of this thread.

Love to all

And now.. :focus:

[ashva]

From: https://www.unknowncountry.com/insight/i-met-the-master-of-the-key/

As part of our ongoing series of new Communion Letters, “Jeremy” talks about his own meeting with the Master of the Key.

He writes: I had an experience with my girlfriend during the summer of 1997 that she remembers as a dream and I remember as something a little more like a visitor experience, though not a bad one. I think it may have been similar to your Key experience. She remembers waking up and seeing me sitting on the couch, talking to a man. She doesnt remember much else, except that she saw him levitate two books off my bookshelf and float them to him, and some stuff he said about not letting money change me.

I remember a good bit more, although nowhere near all of it. The first thing I remember, actually, is being aware that I was sitting naked on my couch talking to a man, who I seemed to know very well, though I dont know how I knew him. I suddenly began to realize, I think, that this wasnt a dream and I was totally naked (I used to sleep this way). I remember him immediately handing me one of my pillows from my couch so I could cover myself, and I did.

He then began asking about whether I believed in aliens, and I said Yes, absolutely and I talked on about how obvious it all was and how there was obviously a serious cover-up going on, etc. I also remember my responses seemed to please him, because his eyes glimmered, like he was proud of me. I dont remember what he was wearing, other than his shoes seemed cool to me. He may have been wearing dark slacks.

Anyway, he then immediately asked me what I thought of Atlantis, and I said, I think its a bunch of crap. At the time, I didnt believe in Atlantis or past advanced civilizations, though I very much do now. Anyway, I remember the look in his eyes again, and he looked every-so-slightly disappointed. I then said, after reading his expression, that I could be wrong. He didnt respond to this, though, and he immediately asked me another question, which I dont remember.

In fact, I only remember bits and pieces after this, and they may be out of order. I remember him telling me that the world was about to end, and me getting this dark, sinking feeling in my stomach. I asked him how and he told me it was the environment. I then remember whining and saying that people were changing and recycling more etc. and he only said, gently, that its not enough. I remember crying at this point, really sobbing. And he told me that we could do something to change it, but it was up to us and we may not make it.

We also spoke about my life and my future some and I only remember a few details, and most of these were personal, so I wont mention them here, what little I remember. During this conversation, at some point, I also remember him telling me that we needed to follow the signposts. I know he told you this, also, which shocked me when I first read your book back in 2001. At that point, I wasnt ready to admit that I may have had a similar experience, so I didn’t tell anyone, and my girlfriend to this day doesnt even know about your book The Key, or take the experience too seriously.

There were other little snippets that I remember, again of a more personal nature, about my girlfriend and me, etc. I wont go into detail about these either, but I will say that at some point a dark-haired lady appeared to turn over my girlfriend, because she was snoring (and I was worried that she might be choking). I remember the man looking at my worried expression and smiling, and saying, Shes fine, shes just snoring. When she continued snoring he then said, Shell take care of her. And I immediately realized that there was a dark-haired woman stepping around my futon and flipping my girlfriend on her side, gently, by her arm. I dont know how she got in the room. It wasnt through the door, Im almost positive. Both of these people were human, by the way, though I didnt see the ladys face.

I remember toward the end of it all, I was climbing back into my futon, and I kept asking worried questions about everything he had told me, and he said, Go to sleep, Jeremy. He then said something about the importance of belief, which spawned a brief conversation about beliefs manifesting reality, which I had been reading about at the time. It was then that he floated two books off my bookshelf and flipped through them, saying something about the teachings in these books being true. I am almost 100% positive they were my two Seth books, The Nature of Personal Reality and Seth Speaks.

I also forgot to mention that at some point we talked about you, Whitley, although I dont remember the details. I only remember that he said you were a very brave man. I remember asking, You know Whitley Strieber And he said Of course. And I remember feeling, for a second or two, star-struck by this man…and then he said something that doused my hero-worship immediately, though I dont remember what it was.

At the end, when I was lying in bed and he was telling me to go to sleep, I remember asking him if I would remember any of this, and he said, Youll remember meaning that I would remember it all eventually. I remember having an unsettling feeling of going to sleep, knowing that the person I was at that moment and all of my memories from that night would be clouded in a dream-like fog. Going to sleep sort of felt like dying for that reason, and I remember going to sleep telling myself, I wont forget, I wont forget, I wont forget. When I woke up the next morning, and I only remembered a few bits and pieces. This is why I was shocked when my girlfriend began talking about her dream about the man floating the books, etc.

There are many other little snippets that Ive left out, because Im not 100% sure I didnt imagine them after reading your book The Key. I do vaguely remember being handed something in one of my drinking glasses and joking that it looked like bull sperm. I may even remember drinking it and that it tasted awful and organic, in a living sense, like bull sperm would probably taste. I also vaguely remember that his shoes may have been slip-on shoes, similar to Birkenstock-type shoes, though dark and a little different. I may have imagined this as well, however, because I read on your website about the lady from La Jolla who picked up the hitchhiker, and she said he was wearing slip-on shoes.

There are also vague disjointed memories of driving in my car with him, and he was driving, though this could have been a dream. There is another snippet of standing next to my parked car and seeing UFOs in the night sky. I remember asking, Why cant anyone else see these and someone told me that we were on a level just above normal earth consciousness, or something like that.

There was another snippet where I remember something being done to my tooth. This is very vague, but interestingly, my girlfriend and I both noticed very small and sharp chips taken from our bottom teeth on the same morning. The memory of the man making a guttural noise containing lateral information is equally vague, and I dont know why I remembered you mentioning it.

An interesting note: the man, whoever he was, implied that my girlfriend and I would be together at some point in the future. We actually broke up in 1999 and I lost touch with her when she went back to Europe. Anyway, she called me last year and we began talking again, and just this past September until two weeks ago, she came over and stayed with me, and we got back together.

We talked about this experience some while she was here, and like I said, she remembers only a few things, like the floating books, and she remembers it all as a dream. She knows I have an interest in such things though, and that Ive had unexplained experiences my whole life. My family members and friends also know about my strange experiences, and some have had their own experiences. My sister had her foot grabbed the other night, twice, which spawned a conversation about this.

I have had a few strange experiences of cars following me, that sort of thing, over the years, and I know that its related to my interest in aliens, etc. I have even had a few subtle threats. I also believe, however, that there is good out there, even within the government, and that many are beginning to realize the importance of honesty.

[ashva]

Also:

A listener named Dianne writes, "In 1972, I had one of the most vivid "dreams " (it may have been an out of body experience) of my life. I went to an old house that seem to be in Russia. The part that I remember is that an old woman told me that there were some books in the attic that had information from the library of Alexandria that held ancient, forgotten wisdom that could set us free.

"One of the books that intrigued me the most was called ‘The Key.’ It had a maroon cover with goldwork on it. When I opened it, I saw ‘pictures’ instead of words. They showed me scenes of what we could do with our bodies and how to ‘radiate’ God through them. I never could remember enough to make good use of the information, but I’ve never forgotten that experience and those books. When I got your notice today [about The Key] it gave me a chill, and I sense it may contain some of that information."

The process of "radiating God" through oneself is one of the most important themes communicated by the Master of the Key, which is what I call the man with whom I had the incredible conversation in 1998 that led to the text I have published.

David Wadsworth writes, "I have just finished reading the article [in UFO Magazine] ‘Whitley Strieber and the Toronto Experience’ by Sean Casteel. I found it to be a wonderful and fascinating read, as I live in Toronto, Ontario and have had a small number of sightings myself.
"I believe in the possibility of something existing below the city here, but let me explain from the beginning. My father brought home a clipping from a local newspaper in 1979. I was six at the time, but I remember it clearly. It said that a man had lost a neighbor’s kitten while he was taking care of it. He went in search of the kitten, I presume in the evening, since he had a flashlight with him. He somehow entered a network of tunnels or caves (I can’t remember which), through a hole in a building off Parliament Street in Toronto. While walking through the area, he rounded a corner and shined his flashlight on something that resembled a monkey. The creature stood about three feet tall and had red eyes. The man claimed the creature spoke to him and said, ‘Get out.’ Of course, he ran. I don’t know why I feel this man’s story was creditable, but it has stuck with me all these years.
"The newspaper article had a sketch of what the man had seen that still lingers in my mind. My father never kept the article so I have spent hours at the Toronto library in search of it, to no avail…yet.
"This all brings me to a question—I am wondering if the hotel you stayed at in Toronto was anywhere near where this incident occurred."
I stayed in the Delta Chelsea Hotel in downtown Toronto, in room 2454. The hotel is not near Parliament Street, where the incident recounted above took place.

Our webmaster, Louis Steiner, adds this to the story above: "I very clearly remember the article in the newspaper about the creature underground in Toronto, and have related that story to others over the years, inciting one level of skepticism or another. It was in the weekend edition of a major daily though – it was in the Toronto Sunday Sun, if that man is interested in the source. It was the only paper my father read and had delivered, and I remember it quite clearly. I also believe the man didn’t enter a network of caves, but that he looked down an open sewer in the side of the curb. This is 21 years ago and I may have the details wrong – I was 15 at the time – but I’m almost certain that’s how it went. The story scared the hell out of me."
Jarrianne Sexton of San Diego writes, "I too was visited by a brilliant man, on Mother’s Day in 1988. I was extremely emotionally stressed at the time. I took a drive to Mt. Solidad in La Jolla and later to Las Jolla Cove. I sat on the edge of a high cliff, wondering if life was worth it, then walked back to my car and drove down La Jolla Blvd. There out of nowhere a man in a suit, carrying a briefcase, standing on the side of the street, held out his arm and pointed to me. The traffic was thick and I passed him by. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw him looking right at me from the road, so I stopped and he walked quickly up to me and asked, ‘May I join you?’

"I had never picked up a hitchhiker in my life before. I said, ‘If you want to.’ This person’s name was Daniel. He was well dressed, n a dark, pin-striped suit, white shirt with an open collar, and wearing black, open heeled shoes. He asked me if I’d gone to church that morning. I told him I was at Mt. Solidad, where there is a big cross on top of the mountain. I took him there, and on the way he asked if I would stop at a store. He went in and came out with grape juice and raisins. He asked me what my name was and when I told him, he asked me to repeat it several times, then said, ‘Don’t ever forget who you are.’
"I spent six hours with this man, and here are a few of the things he showed me. He could levitate, and spun in a circle about 3 feet off the ground. He could turn street lamps on. He could make the ocean waves rise 3 to 4 feet higher. He could calm a barking half wolf/half watchdog and make him heel and pet him. In his briefcase he carried a necklace and earring and told me that if I wore them, I could read people’s thoughts. I didn’t want to wear them.
"We talked about earth problems. He had many answers, but said people won’t do the right things to make the best of life and he didn’t understand why. He told me many things, but after reading that you wrote a book about a visitor, I wanted to let you know about mine, before I read your book.
"By the way, he was thin, about 5’9’’ tall, blond, blue-eyed, with a pasty white face and no tan. When we parted, he asked if I would take him to a hotel. The last time I saw him he was walking into the lobby. This was about nine o’clock at night.

[Jackson]

My encounter happened several years ago. I was home one evening when 2 young Mormon missionaries came to the door. I greeted them and said would you like to come in. (I often talk to Mormon missionaries because of my past history with the Mormon church). I Took them upstairs to my art studio and asked them to sit on the love seat while I sat across from them. My first clue that something was amiss was their clothes. Usually they are very well dressed young men, clean clothes and clean shoes. These two had very unkempt clothing and dirty shoes. Oh well I thought, maybe they have been out in the area and had not had a chance to change. I tried to engage them in conversation about the church but they seemed not to care about that...they didn't say anything. after about 5 minutes they got up and walked down the stairs of the shop as I followed them towards the door. They opened the door and exited turning directly left as I turned to close the door. I turned around and they were gone. Simply vanished. I ran out into the street looking both directions...nothing. There is no way they could get away that fast as I was no more than 3 seconds behind them as they went out the door. I never saw those two again...however I have seen many more since then....normal missionaries of the human type. Aliens or MIB? I am puzzled for sure.

[Ron Mauer Sr]

5 ET dreams and 1 ET meditation from years ago.

In a dream, a black, very upset biped Reptilian appeared in my face. He was larger and more powerful than I. He held a knife in front of his chest and dared me to push it in. I felt no fear. I did not push it in. Simon Parkes told me it was an initiation that I failed and the other reptilians made fun of me.

I had a dream. Before falling asleep, I asked to see a multi-dimensional self. As I floated towards an open window there was a reptilian approaching from the other side. In the plane of the open window, we touched forefingers. I still have my finger so it may have been a friendly reptilian.

My wife and I had a shared experience while meditating next to a stream that flowed through the pasture of our farm. After the meditation we shared our personal experience. I saw 5 ETs in front of us, curiously observing us during our meditation. They were covered with brown hair. More slender and slightly smaller than the average human. My wife, feeling uneasy, saw 3 and used an identical description.

In my dream there was a UFO hovering over my house. I witnessed some part of me say to the occupants "If you kill me or hurt me, when I am stronger, I will track you down." I had no doubt that the statement was a capable promise.

In another dream I was flying my magic carpet in outer space looking for ETs. I found a small craft and waved to the occupant(s) inside trying to get their attention. I was ignored.

While exploring somewhere in outer space during a dream I found a room with a door. Being very curious, I opened the door and went inside. Immediately I heard a loud buzzing sound and the door locked behind me. Robots or small greys surrounded me. It was a trap. I called friendly ETs for help but none came. When I called upon my personal power, I was immediately set free. Might be a lesson here.

[mokosh]

Let me also write down my dreams.

A couple of years ago I dreamt a lot of older beings were reading to me from a very thick, old book. In my dream I understand the language but never heard it in real life. This was going on for some weeks and the last meeting I had to sign the book and the elders told me I was ready.

Fast forward a few days later I dreamt a mantis being came in my sleepingroom, he (?) was wearing a cloth over his head so I would not be frightened by his looks. He stood there a while looking at me and told other beings which I could not see, "No, we can not use her"

Then they all left and I woke up, knowing for sure it had to do with my signature in the book.

Suffice to say I am still puzzeled about the dreams.

[Craig]

Please don't let this thread die, I am thoroughly enjoying it, I have never come close to experiencing anything like this at all and am living vicariously through the posts.

[Ron Mauer Sr]

I suspect that it is common that many here are ETs in other realities who have come to play in this reality.


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I am still waiting for one or more stargates (http://ronmauer.net/blog/?page_id=7153) to open and see what happens.
I've never seen a UFO or ET (except in my dreams), yet I know they exist.
UK psychic Carol Clarke located the stargates on an aerial picture and said contact was imminent. She said contact was something I had asked for (I do not remember asking). For me that was an interesting prediction. Only time will tell if her intuition was correct.

[Alecs]

I can recall several experiences of interactions that, intuitively, I would say were with those having interdimensional abilities.

The most obvious was during a yoga class when I felt someone gently grasping my lower arms, helping me hold them up. (The exercise involved keeping your arms in a 'V' for an extended period while doing breathing exercises.) After the class was over, I sat next to the instructor, patiently waiting for her conversation with another yoga student to complete. I of course wanted to ask her who it was. But, it seemed it was not the time for me to ask the question, and so I left for the evening. During one class, perhaps the same one, she briefly asked a question to someone in the room that I couldn't visualize. And, by her response, did get an unheard answer. None of the twelve or so students seemed to acknowledge it, or, perhaps simply didn't find it odd.

Around the same period of years, when I was first learning of 'aliens' and interdimensionals through PA (PC), I looked up at the evening sky while walking toward my home and said 'hello'. Within a few seconds, a meteor-type light briefly streamed through the sky exactly whre I was looking. A similar event occurred when I was listening to music in my bedroom. I wasn't at all in a good mood, more melancholy while shedding a few tears. For some reason, I turned to look toward the window and saw a meteor-type light right were I was gazing in the night sky. This one made a brief... smile face. (Cheer up.) Which reminds me of an earlier point when I awoke from sleep in the middle of the night, looked right out the window to see a fire ball streak. LOL, I just went right back to sleep.

During my college years, I was attending an evening architecture history class that was unusually packed with several people standing in the back of the rectangular classroom. I recall turning my heard toward the back of the room during the lecture where I noticed two individuals, a male and female standing in the corner. What caught my attention was their appearance... very attractive, perfect-looking if you can imagine, and not seeming to belong. When I turned around again during break, they were gone.

Some of these experiences are recognized in hindsight, and could be totally of my imagination if I didn't believein my intuition. Words aren't spoken. Around 19 years old, I had an 'interaction' with someone who seemed to come into a dark lit room from nowhere, and walked away into nowhere.

Only a couple of my experiences have been negative, not at all to the extent so many others have experienced. One was of being that briefly interacted with my cat in the living room. I was about 15 feet from my cat who was simply sitting, when he began flinching several times as if he was being energetically attacked. He turned his head toward me and behaved as if frightened at seeing me, almost ready to run. My intuition was that there was a being in my vicinity. In that same room, at a different time, I recall a distinct small of musk or sulfer. I was at my desk, and decided to check the apartment hallway, then the balcony, and other rooms. There was no obvious source; the smell seemed to be right where I was. No explanation for that one.

[amor]

After reading all the above, I am unable to respond to each person with my individual comment about the experience because of my lack of memory; however, the perfectly proportioned giants may be from our Inner Earth as they fit the description of the people of that area. The oft comment about sudden silence of the surrounding environment indicates perhaps an overhead UFO using a frequency which nullifies environmental surrounding sounds and identifies the unusual person as Alien to our society with UFO wings nearby.

To Valarie Villars and others who spotted the couple who looked like perfect specimens of an advanced space-faring society with gifts to match, you have in common your membership in Avalon. Since time travel is no challenge to these folks, I would say you are being watched or guided for some reason. Remember your experience of looking down on a destroyed Earth from a space platform? Do you think that they just choose anyone for that privilege? Your time line may be thoroughly investigated before choosing you. To Bill regarding his experience with the female interviewer who eventually could not be contacted, perhaps She was really interviewing You, unknown to you.

[amor]

I recall an experience I had some time in the 1980's while awaiting a table at a local restaurant and sitting in the waiting area opposite a woman who looked quite ordinary and human but whose Son(?) definitely was not! Although his eyes were around the size of ours, something very pronounced was obviously ALIEN and it was not a deformity. I concluded, quietly, that he was an Alien Hybrid of the lady and an Alien. I did not wish to make the poor child uncomfortable and so I did not stare. Now that I think of it, the child would have been telepathic, most likely, and used to uncomfortable stares.

So many things have happened to me in my life that do not conform to what we are made to feel is the usual, that I am beginning to believe that there is someone or something looking over my shoulder and guiding me through the unusual safely.

[Victoria]

In many accounts, a person will say that other people in the area did not seem to notice. It could be that the individual themselves is now in tune and awake enough to experience a sighting, or it could be both.

Thank you for this thread! It's fascinating and fun to read everyone's experiences...I'm so happy to find a place to discuss and consider this sort of thing. :-)
In my experience, beings and other consciousness can literally be around us, who we might never recognize unless they choose to share with us, intrigue us... or tantalize our intellect for just a moment. It's a mental connection like an antenna honing in to a signal so yes, I think truly being open to the possibility opens a person to the experience. I think they can literally be in front of us, and never suspected as anything unusual, except for that spider sense of intuition we sometimes feel...or the occasional mechanical quirks and awkwardly non-human motions that can seem off-putting. I suspect that the appearance and nature of this reality can be easily manipulated, as can people's perception, such that time and substance may seem altered to select individuals...which makes me question to what degree our consciousness exists interdimensionally. If we are not fully present here, then can anything appear in any way at any point? and thus, the people or beings who are aware of this can (appear to) control us, our thoughts and matter? I know it's been covered in dozens of movies, books and the importance of the observer in quantum physics, but it's wildly bending to apply or question first-hand in every day life.

There are quite a few immediately recalled instances in which I have seen something which others either could not, or refused to, acknowledge.
One very simple occurrence was two years ago, when my fiance's family came to visit. We went out for a night sky viewing with a gentleman who takes groups into the desert to look at stars.
The group was arranged in a semi-circle around the man hosting us. It was fairly late at night during September, so despite being dressed warmly, after sitting still over the course of hours, we were shivering and cold. Sometime between 10:00 and 11:00, a bright yellow-white light from the western horizon appeared and grew in size and intensity until I could feel the warmth on my face. It felt amazing and comforting like the glow of a fire. The light was brilliant and pulsating, as attention grabbing as a firework bursting in slow motion, and about roughly the size of a 1/2 moon rising which grew to nearly that of a full moon. It came directly toward us from my vantage, was dead center to the west of the group, at 50* off the horizon where it paused. Even though I was in awe, it took a few moments to assemble my thoughts and look around at the other people for their reaction. While I was frustrated with myself for not assessing it faster, my slow response was almost as though I was sleepily waiting for the man speaking to reference what we were seeing. I wondered if other people were waiting for the same reason. To my surprise, our host kept talking like nothing was unusual and not a single other person had noticed the light, which was still there in wavering intensity. Not wanting to interrupt the group, I fidgeted around just enough to catch my partner's attention, who sitting across the circle of people, looked up, jaw open with wide eyes. The light lasted 1-2 minutes. We anxiously glanced at each other several times and around at people's faces as the brightness finally faded out. It became smaller and smaller, as though it had retreated quickly backwards until it was a tiny speck in the sky and then gone. Still no word from the man speaking or anyone else in the group. Bewildered, I finally interrupted and asked if what we had just seen might be an iridium flare..and was promptly told it was not yet time for the for the satellite to be visible. Our speaker offered that it might have been a passing plane. Not a single other person, including my partner's family, had been aware of it. We were all looking up at the sky. I have struggled with how something like that could happen. How could we be surrounded by other people, all focused on one particular area, who were specifically there to see something exciting in the darkness above us, yet who did not see or feel anything that my fiance and I did.

In another instance, roughly three years ago, I was driving on a sweltering summer day when I saw what I can only guess was either a fully tattooed and modified man about to succumb to heat stroke or an actual reptilian being on the side of a very busy road in New Mexico. I was with my fiance then, too. We were pulling out of a shopping center at about 2:00 in the afternoon. It was 101* out. The car was so hot that I could barely hold on to the steering wheel, and we were hurriedly trying to tuck our shopping bags underneath us so we could sit on the seats without being burned. It was a high energy moment and we were in a rush to return home. As we came to the intersection and exited the parking lot, I had an overwhelming feeling of someone watching me. I looked up and what I saw first was a set of piercing yellow eyes looking, somehow, directly into mine- past the traffic and through the windshield. It was a split second of direct and weighted eye contact. I was stunned. Yellow eyes! And before I could articulate anything, our line of cars began to turn out into the road. Across the intersection was a short(-ish) very broad statured man with dark fatigues on, in large military type boots, big gloves and what looked like two layers of heavy coats and a hoodie. His face was dark black ...scaled with a muted sheen. I could see the contrast between the rims of his eyes and the rest of his face as we drove by. I didn't make out any other features as we passed him except his electric yellow eyes staring directly. As we turned, and I felt uneasy realizing how strange it was, I quickly pointed him out to my partner, who immediately questioned why anyone would be wearing "heavy winter clothes on a day like this." He had not been looking in that direction and had not seen his face or eyes, just that the man was fully garbed in very thick material...thicker than fatigues...almost like a snowsuit. It was so out of place and strange, that even supposing he was just a drugged out teenager with a completely tattooed face and no concept of the heat did not seem to fit. Any common person would be passing out. The air was hot just to breathe, let alone to stand in, fully cloaked under the midday sun. He didn't fit the surroundings. His stare was intense and he was standing at attention, facing us on the edge of the curb. Nobody else in the bumper to bumper traffic or on the sidewalk seemed to notice him. This has perplexed me ever since. It was the strange feeling of that situation that was so off setting more than the actual scenario...as well as the dreams I had that night. Just a gut sensation that he was not human and the fact he was looking directly at me or into me. I was also completely aggravated by the question of how I could see his eyes so clearly, like they were magnified, from across the intersection. So I have to wonder if things like that are seen with our minds and not our eyes, hence why nobody else seems to notice. (?) Would that mean we are imagining or are we truly seeing? Where is the line between hallucination, sanity and creating or manifesting things? I'm sometimes concerned that we humans are entirely too easily manipulated, infiltrated and highly suggestive to know for certain what is really in front of us.

[Bill Ryan]

Where is the line between hallucination, sanity and creating or manifesting things? I'm sometimes concerned that we humans are entirely too easily manipulated, infiltrated and highly suggestive to know for certain what is really in front of us.Great post, most most interesting, thank you, and welcome to the forum! :sun:

Yes, there have been a number of well-reported UFO encounters when one person saw something highly strange, very clearly and vividly, while others nearby didn't seem to have seen or noticed a thing.

And there's a kind of parallel with reported abductions or close encounters, when one person had an alarming experience with an ET in their bedroom, for instance — while their partner just turned over, went back to sleep, and had no recall in the morning that anything had happened at all.

My own personal guess is that there's an element of ET mind control operating ("Nothing to see here, just move on!"), but it's not 100% effective: meaning, maybe many people are influenced by it, but some are not.

[Fredenit]

Thank you, Patient. For the understanding you have, regarding how it may be possible that we can visually see the Alien Being, while others all around us are unaware of the same phenomenon. This is not just associated with Alien recognition or realisation.

It is sad to say, that in todays age of self indulgence and its distractions, that take us away from our awareness of the thread of our life, keeping us in the mind and all that its imaginations demand and require us to respond to like the games they play on their PC or Xbox or the popular gossip that will require we are up to date with, in order to be accepted in the societies we live within. Go to any place where people are busy, looking after themselves, like a supermarket, you will see their glazed facial expression, indicative of being away from their reality and enveloped in the depths of their mind. In this state, people are so far away from their true reality, they are living in the mind and responding to the mind, taking care of the current shopping list.

If you look at human life, across the broad spectrum of the minds involvement, it is no surprise then, that this is where they are 90% of their time. Even when driving their cars, people have a laps in their mental involvement, they realise they have traveled three or four miles and cannot account for the journey. Our awareness is vital for our safety yet for many of Humanity they have little or no control of it.

Now, with regard to the Alien presence in our world, and there are many, that have not yet given the Human Race the curtsy of announcing themselves or telling us why they have come to our world. Do you not have concerns about this? Lets take a look, at the behaviour given by these Aliens. They come to our world under the cloak of secrecy, observing and making assessments about the Human Race. They abduct people for a purpose not disclosed, well not by them I must add. They do experiments and genetic manipulation to the Human Gene structure, and do not say a word about what they are doing or are involved with. Do you not have concerns about this?

Now, If you have come across the work of David Jacobs, a Human Mind Regressionist, an Expert and Scientist in his field, who has released several books on the subject, like "The Threat" and "They Walk Amongst Us." Then there is Mary Rodwell, a Councillor in the subject of Abduction. This lady has misconceptions that their are
New Humans being born to the world, in her book "The New Human." But the lady is in grave error with her assumptions here, for what is happening, is not that they are New Humans, they are Hybrids with an Alien agenda. They resemble the Human Being, but have the Alien mentality. They are are the fruits of the Alien Abductions upon our would, and this has very serious implications for the Human Family, in the fact they are here in our world to remove the Sovereignty of our world from Humanity for the Aliens to take as their own.

This is why the Aliens have come to our world. This is why they have been secretive, and why they have taken people against their will. This is not done for the benefit of of the person or Humanity! It is done in secret with slyness, craftiness and deceit. This is not the act of friendship, it is a malevolent manoeuvre against the Human Family, it is the act of the thief in the night, or an assassin to do their treacherous deed! To understand this, you need to have your awareness in operation. But Humanity are stumbling about like a drunkard. They need to awaken and respond.

There is so much more to this, but I will keep discreet at this time. I will say one more thing, we not only live in a Physical Environment, we also live in a in a Mental Environment, and this Humanity know nothing.

[Victoria]

Hello Everyone:
I had a very dear friend that was kind of like a second father to me all my life. We visited each other through out my life and a few years ago now he came to visit me. It was an ordinary visit but something about the visit I still can't understand stood out when he first came to the house. We had such a great visit and as he was getting ready to leave he leaned towards me to shake my hand which was kind of unusual ( not the handshake) but the manner of how he leaned toward me...Just at this moment his eyes went completely and utterly coal black. This lasted for about 3-5 seconds. The next thing I knew the eyes were back to normal. I must admit that I was not scared or anything like that BUT my friend never said a thing but smiled at me and said he had to go.
I am not sure if you can call this and ET experience but I do know that I have never seen anything like it before or again.
Around 2 months later he died suddenly without my knowledge. I was extremely saddened by my friends departure but I knew he was special even before he showed me his true self.
chancy

The eyes temporarily going coal black is unusual but not unheard of. It means the person is possessed. Leaning into you was probably not his own action but the action of the possessing entity.

Thanks everyone... I am learning so much in this post. I just wanted to say that eyes going black being a possession characteristic is very interesting for me...I have someone in my family who for all purposes is either possessed or what I have heard people speak about as a "walk-in." (Though, her eyes are hollow and empty- they changed color and look like an elderly man's eyes now...not the eyes we all grew up knowing.)

I've often wondered if certain illnesses, substances and negative emotions can make us more vulnerable to negative entities and possession. I had a client come in shortly after his mother died last year. Handsome, military (not certain what branch), 30-ish, red-haired and fair skin. He was wearing sunglasses when he walked in, but as I helped him, he took them off and to my surprise (shock, momentary terror) his eyes were completely black. In the light, they had a dark mahogany brown to them and the rims of his eyes were unusually peachy-pink. The pink and rich black-brown against the pale skin and his dark red hair was such a beautifully odd combination. I wanted to look more, but I did not want to stare. I did not want him to know that I felt awkward or think anything was wrong. It did feel for a moment like I was looking at something other. I politely finished helping him...and started finding reasons and possible explanations. ie: contacts... but this was in July and he didn't seem the whimsical type to wear them. Weeks later, I found out that his mother had just passed away. So maybe he was in the midst of deep darkness and that is how it manifests physically...(?)

[Cara]

...I've often wondered if certain illnesses, substances and negative emotions can make us more vulnerable to negative entities and possession. I had a client come in shortly after his mother died last year. Handsome, military (not certain what branch), 30-ish, red-haired and fair skin. He was wearing sunglasses when he walked in, but as I helped him, he took them off and to my surprise (shock, momentary terror) his eyes were completely black. In the light, they had a dark mahogany brown to them and the rims of his eyes were unusually peachy-pink. The pink and rich black-brown against the pale skin and his dark red hair was such a beautifully odd combination. I wanted to look more, but I did not want to stare. I did not want him to know that I felt awkward or think anything was wrong. It did feel for a moment like I was looking at something other. I politely finished helping him...and started finding reasons and possible explanations. ie: contacts... but this was in July and he didn't seem the whimsical type to wear them. Weeks later, I found out that his mother had just passed away. So maybe he was in the midst of deep darkness and that is how it manifests physically...(?)

This is an interesting question. I have read only briefly about possession and it does seem to be a part of most stories that the person involved “invites” help when they are at a low point. Often it seems the “invitation” is something like:
“I’ll do anything if I can only pass this test / get this deal / get through this.”

I recently read a story from Malachi Martin’s book on possession. Really shocking to read. What was interesting was the telling of what the “hooks” were for someone to become possessed.

The book is here on the Internet Archive:
https://archive.org/details/HostageToTheDevil/page/n24

[Victoria]

Thank you, Cara!

[Ratszinger]

...I've often wondered if certain illnesses, substances and negative emotions can make us more vulnerable to negative entities and possession. I had a client come in shortly after his mother died last year. Handsome, military (not certain what branch), 30-ish, red-haired and fair skin. He was wearing sunglasses when he walked in, but as I helped him, he took them off and to my surprise (shock, momentary terror) his eyes were completely black. In the light, they had a dark mahogany brown to them and the rims of his eyes were unusually peachy-pink. The pink and rich black-brown against the pale skin and his dark red hair was such a beautifully odd combination. I wanted to look more, but I did not want to stare. I did not want him to know that I felt awkward or think anything was wrong. It did feel for a moment like I was looking at something other. I politely finished helping him...and started finding reasons and possible explanations. ie: contacts... but this was in July and he didn't seem the whimsical type to wear them. Weeks later, I found out that his mother had just passed away. So maybe he was in the midst of deep darkness and that is how it manifests physically...(?)

This is an interesting question. I have read only briefly about possession and it does seem to be a part of most stories that the person involved “invites” help when they are at a low point. Often it seems the “invitation” is something like:
“I’ll do anything if I can only pass this test / get this deal / get through this.”

I recently read a story from Malachi Martin’s book on possession. Really shocking to read. What was interesting was the telling of what the “hooks” were for someone to become possessed.

The book is here on the Internet Archive:
https://archive.org/details/HostageToTheDevil/page/n24

I believe it has some to do with environment also. Perhaps chemistry as well or something akin to it perhaps. We all have a field of energy, a frequency and some people are more lined up with certain energies that develop such as stone circles, crop circles and more, sometimes even bare land. There are known rocks for example that are conducive to astral travel.
Dolmans offer up much the same for some and some people are affected while others say it's quackery. Many many people report being possessed after being at grave sites for another example of how environment can contribute I think.

[Mark (Star Mariner)]

I was repeatedly abducted for a period of about 10 years, from the late 80s to late 90s before it stopped. I would say 'Spirit' put a stop to it after an appeal to my higher self, and was facilitated by a medium friend, whose timely intervention saved me from actually cracking up. It wasn't that the experiences were negative, I just couldn't handle them. Towards the end, I was living in two worlds, theirs and ours, and they were not compatible.

I've talked about a few of those many crazy experiences in other places. Not this one I don't think, but I thought it worth sharing as it's vaguely relevant to this fascinating thread. For a short time, during this event when I was about 25, I had some communication and meaningful interaction with one of these beings who visited me frequently, and which I actually clearly remember, possibly because it occurred on my turf, in my bedroom in fact. It sticks with me very strongly to this day.

I don't remember the abduction event that preceded it, beyond the initial paralysis in bed, at which I knew what was going to happen and was powerless to prevent, so just gave in. I recall nothing else until it was over – until I returned. When this happened.

I "re-appeared" in my bedroom. It's a strange sensation I can't adequately describe. It was like I just zapped in, from being somewhere else a moment before, but I don't remember where. I sat down on the bed, kind of tired, and also a little sad. I was still wearing bed clothes, a pair of boxer shorts and a T-shirt. It was still dark outside, but dawn was near.

Beside me stood one of 'them'. He had brought me back. I was familiar with him on a deep level, involving a sort of kinship I cannot explain. He was small and thin-limbed, with an oversized head with a greyish/blue skin colour. I don't recall his clothing. His eyes were large and black and wrapped around the side of his head, almost bug-like. They were very soulful when I looked into them.

I was living in two worlds during this period. In their world, I wasn't my normal self. Usually, I felt completely unperturbed in their presence and in their reality. There was no fear, none whatsoever. It was like the trappings of the psyche didn't accompany me on these experiences. It was like my 'earth' consciousness had faded away like a dream. Perhaps it was blocked somehow, with all the clogged up (fear-laden) filters of normal human perception being left behind. I had pure awareness, without the emotion. That wasn't always the case, however. On more than one occasion the fullness of consciousness did get carried over and was present, I don't know if by mistake or whatever. All I remember of those encounters (usually lying on a table, before passing out or being subdued) was me screaming.

But that's the frailty of the psyche...which kicked in again when I woke up, and I had to carry that round every day. Fear, shock, disbelief was all I knew (in my waking life). Trying to integrate the two realities and two 'mes', while trying to be normal and make a living etc,. were impossible.

Anyway, so I there I was, sitting in my boxers on the bed, back from another 'visit', wherever that was and whatever it involved. I do have conscious memories of a good several encounters/abductions/excursions for what of better words, but not this one. But my quality of consciousness here in my bedroom was still with 'them', my psyche still asleep. So no fear. I looked at the being, who had accompanied me back, and I remember feeling sad he was going back to where he belonged and I was staying here. There was almost a sense of "do I have to stay here?"

Before he left however, I wanted to show him something. Either I opened the curtains or he did, I don't recall. I proceeded to show him the view from my bedroom window: the trees, the rooftops, a row of streetlights. "That's my view," I told him. "That's what I see every day." I recall very clearly, lucidly, him being very interested in that view, of seeing what it was like to be at ground level, in my world, on mundane earth. He didn't say anything, I received his impressions telepathically. There was a hint of wistfulness, almost envy in him too - I detected that. It was communicated from him in just emotions that I was very lucky to be here having these earthly experiences, because, at some level, I felt one of the reasons behind the abductions was to convey to them what those experiences were like. And they seemed to understand very little about them. The night glow, possibly from the nearby streetlights, was shining on his long, deep forehead. I can still picture, as vividly as if it was yesterday, the faint stippled texture of his skin illuminated by that glow.

Then something truly weird happened, and when I think of it today I feel like brushing it off as a dream, but it wasn't. This was all as real and physical as me typing this out right now. I became suddenly aware, bizarrely, of a tiger, just 'out there' beyond my window, and looking in at me. I can't rationalise that. But that's what was there. A tiger. I don't know if it was standing, sitting, or floating in mid air or what. It was just there. Possibly that's a screen-memory. In the years since, I've learned screen-memories are a real thing, and multiple abductees have reported similar.

Then I became aware of something else, in the sky. I can't recall if the tiger became it or whether it accompanied the tiger, or overlaid it or replaced it, but in the sky a vast, moving mass appeared. I can only call it a mothership.

I'm pretty sure no one else would've seen it though, even if they were around that early in the morning and happened to look in the sky. This was a common occurrence, even during my waking hours, of seeing UFOs that no one else could see, as if I had slipped into a private little pocket of reality or dimension, just as arborealis described earlier.

The being was watching the ship too. It came from right to left, silently, like a ghost, almost filling the entire sky. I swear it had to be a mile long. It was starkly visible and plain to see beneath the cloudbase, approximately a mile from the house at maybe a few thousand meters altitude. I only felt amazement of this sighting the next day, after waking, when my normal consciousness kicked in. At the time it was like watching just a plane crossing the sky. A weirdly ordinary event. The craft was generally oblong, and sort of squared off at the front. I didn't see the whole thing as it was wider/longer than the patch of sky it occupied (that was visible to me).

That was it, just another night. And the experience ended. I hugged the being (which I had to bend down to do) and shook his thin (I think 3-fingered) hand. I got into bed, went to sleep, and that was that.

[Forest Denizen]

I was repeatedly abducted for a period of about 10 years, from the late 80s to late 90s before it stopped. I would say 'Spirit' put a stop to it after an appeal to my higher self, and was facilitated by a medium friend, whose timely intervention saved me from actually cracking up. It wasn't that the experiences were negative, I just couldn't handle them. Towards the end, I was living in two worlds, theirs and ours, and they were not compatible... ...That was it, just another night. And the experience ended. I hugged the being (which I had to bend down to do) and shook his thin (I think 3-fingered) hand. I got into bed, went to sleep, and that was that.

Star Mariner, what a wonderful post!! Thank you so much for sharing this experience here. You capture the profound nature of your experience so beautifully.. :flower:

I seem to remember Barney Hill, during one of his regression sessions, recalling the spaceship (I think that may be what he called it back then) above him morphing into a Cheshire Cat sort of image.. Maybe I'm confusing his recollections. Anyway, fascinating..

[Mark (Star Mariner)]

I seem to remember Barney Hill, during one of his regression sessions, recalling the spaceship (I think that may be what he called it back then) above him morphing into a Cheshire Cat sort of image.. Maybe I'm confusing his recollections. Anyway, fascinating..

Thanks Ken! Yes, the Cheshire cat. Reading that gave me goose bumps, I'd totally forgotten that. It gives me even more validation. What's more, I'd also totally, and strangely, forgotten about the tiger, until I dug up my old experiences journal (- I logged each and every one, every encounter and sighting, with sketches too, in a notebook, but I hadn't gotten it out in years) which I took a look at just as a matter of interest before making that post.

I didn't think I needed any of those old writings, as I remember everything in perfect detail, including this encounter, like etched in stone. Then I read the passage about the tiger. I had not recalled it at all, only looking out the window at that point and seeing the mothership. But there was also a tiger out the window. What it means I have no clue. I don't even remember writing about the tiger. And I cannot really picture it now.

[Heise]

Location. San Francisco, California
Date: July 30 2013 Time: night

The witness, Eduardo, belonged to the 24 hour Fitness health club and mainly used the hot tub
in order to treat long standing injuries to leg and back. Recently the hot tub at the Santa
Barbara location was closed due to renovations. Needing to use a hot tub badly Eduardo visited
his parents in San Francisco and looked up and went to what he thought was the location of a
24hr Fitness in town. When he got there, without noticing anything out of the ordinary he
simply opened the door of the location and walked inside. However, after entering he was
struck by the fact that the building seemed completely empty and only a few lights were on.
Believing he had made a mistake he turned around and attempted to open the door he had just
come through only to find it locked. A bit disconcerted he walked towards a light that was on
across the room and called out several times. Suddenly out of nowhere there were two beings
standing near him. He described them as tall, extremely thin, bone white and with inhumanly
large eyes. He indicated how large the eyes were by holding up a circled thumb and forefinger
to indicate how much larger than normal they were. He described them as looking like “dead
people”. The both wore institutional green coveralls with a breast patch that read
“engineering”. He remarked that the coveralls seemed extremely old. They were not terribly
polite and told him he was not supposed to be in the building. They led him to another door in
the building, not the one he had entered through, and unceremoniously saw him through it. He
emerged into an alley that seemed to have an unusually high number of homeless people in it.
He described himself as quite frightened by the whole experience, and to others that know him
he seemed sincerely upset by the experience.

[Heise]

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[petra]

...I've often wondered if certain illnesses, substances and negative emotions can make us more vulnerable to negative entities and possession. I had a client come in shortly after his mother died last year. Handsome, military (not certain what branch), 30-ish, red-haired and fair skin. He was wearing sunglasses when he walked in, but as I helped him, he took them off and to my surprise (shock, momentary terror) his eyes were completely black. In the light, they had a dark mahogany brown to them and the rims of his eyes were unusually peachy-pink. The pink and rich black-brown against the pale skin and his dark red hair was such a beautifully odd combination. I wanted to look more, but I did not want to stare. I did not want him to know that I felt awkward or think anything was wrong. It did feel for a moment like I was looking at something other. I politely finished helping him...and started finding reasons and possible explanations. ie: contacts... but this was in July and he didn't seem the whimsical type to wear them. Weeks later, I found out that his mother had just passed away. So maybe he was in the midst of deep darkness and that is how it manifests physically...(?)

This is an interesting question. I have read only briefly about possession and it does seem to be a part of most stories that the person involved “invites” help when they are at a low point. Often it seems the “invitation” is something like:
“I’ll do anything if I can only pass this test / get this deal / get through this.”

As for the "do anything", I kind of feel as if I'd "do anything" to "banish the evil". I know it sounds dumb, and I think it has something to do with "self-sacrifice".
I have two reasons, 1) Small price to pay (the price is my soul I guess), and 2) Feels like I'd be "stupid not to"...




I seem to remember Barney Hill, during one of his regression sessions, recalling the spaceship (I think that may be what he called it back then) above him morphing into a Cheshire Cat sort of image.. Maybe I'm confusing his recollections. Anyway, fascinating..

Thanks Ken! Yes, the Cheshire cat. Reading that gave me goose bumps, I'd totally forgotten that. It gives me even more validation. What's more, I'd also totally, and strangely, forgotten about the tiger, until I dug up my old experiences journal (- I logged each and every one, every encounter and sighting, with sketches too, in a notebook, but I hadn't gotten it out in years) which I took a look at just as a matter of interest before making that post.


That Cheshire Cat kind of grin.... I imagine it looks a lot like "Evil Grin". I got "evil-grinned" twice in my dreams which I recall vividly, and another few times while I was talking to friends/family (might have hallucinated it, don't know). The ones while I was awake felt like I was catching a baseball with my stomach, and I recall thinking stuff was "getting into me" (like some kind of possession) or maybe going through me (like some kind of gate).



Then something truly weird happened, and when I think of it today I feel like brushing it off as a dream, but it wasn't. This was all as real and physical as me typing this out right now. I became suddenly aware, bizarrely, of a tiger, just 'out there' beyond my window, and looking in at me. I can't rationalise that. But that's what was there. A tiger. I don't know if it was standing, sitting, or floating in mid air or what. It was just there. Possibly that's a screen-memory. In the years since, I've learned screen-memories are a real thing, and multiple abductees have reported similar.


I think screen memories are real too and I recall a pretty vivid one with a tiger from my childhood.
In the dream there were two tunnels, and I'd need to pick one. It was a recurring dream.
Every time I had the dream and chose a tunnel, a tiger would jump out and eat me. I began to think there was probably a tiger in both tunnels.
Those dreams stopped eventually, and I haven't a clue what might have caused them to stop.

[noxon medem]

I sometimes feel like an alien in my own life ...
- does that count ?
:- )

and be well, all .

[TomKat]

Hello Everyone:
I had a very dear friend that was kind of like a second father to me all my life. We visited each other through out my life and a few years ago now he came to visit me. It was an ordinary visit but something about the visit I still can't understand stood out when he first came to the house. We had such a great visit and as he was getting ready to leave he leaned towards me to shake my hand which was kind of unusual ( not the handshake) but the manner of how he leaned toward me...Just at this moment his eyes went completely and utterly coal black. This lasted for about 3-5 seconds. The next thing I knew the eyes were back to normal. I must admit that I was not scared or anything like that BUT my friend never said a thing but smiled at me and said he had to go.
I am not sure if you can call this and ET experience but I do know that I have never seen anything like it before or again.
Around 2 months later he died suddenly without my knowledge. I was extremely saddened by my friends departure but I knew he was special even before he showed me his true self.
chancy

The eyes temporarily going coal black is unusual but not unheard of. It means the person is possessed. Leaning into you was probably not his own action but the action of the possessing entity.

Thanks everyone... I am learning so much in this post. I just wanted to say that eyes going black being a possession characteristic is very interesting for me...I have someone in my family who for all purposes is either possessed or what I have heard people speak about as a "walk-in." (Though, her eyes are hollow and empty- they changed color and look like an elderly man's eyes now...not the eyes we all grew up knowing.)

I've often wondered if certain illnesses, substances and negative emotions can make us more vulnerable to negative entities and possession. I had a client come in shortly after his mother died last year. Handsome, military (not certain what branch), 30-ish, red-haired and fair skin. He was wearing sunglasses when he walked in, but as I helped him, he took them off and to my surprise (shock, momentary terror) his eyes were completely black. In the light, they had a dark mahogany brown to them and the rims of his eyes were unusually peachy-pink. The pink and rich black-brown against the pale skin and his dark red hair was such a beautifully odd combination. I wanted to look more, but I did not want to stare. I did not want him to know that I felt awkward or think anything was wrong. It did feel for a moment like I was looking at something other. I politely finished helping him...and started finding reasons and possible explanations. ie: contacts... but this was in July and he didn't seem the whimsical type to wear them. Weeks later, I found out that his mother had just passed away. So maybe he was in the midst of deep darkness and that is how it manifests physically...(?)

He sure sounds possessed! Marijuana predisposes one to possession, but not as effectively as meth. Extreme inebriation is also dangerous.

[Richter]

Missing Time

In the summer of 1979 I hitchhiked 1500 km, from Amsterdam to Rosas, a small, but very popular holiday village near Barcelona. Just like the year before, I reached my destination in less than 24 hours. To my disappointment, the person I came for, - a beautiful Spanish girl – wasn’t there. The good news was that I met a couple of guys, who were also there the year before. They invited me to stay in their apartment for 2 or 3 days, to find out whether or not my Spanish rose was able to come over & see me. (She lived with her parents in Barcelona.) Of course I gladly accepted their invitation.

After a short nap, a dip in the pool & a good meal, it was party time. That night I ended up in ‘Le Rachdingue’, my favorite after-hour spot. The bizarre interior of the club, an old castle-like mansion, situated on a steep hill, in the middle of nowhere between Rosas & Fiqueres, was a design by the famous Spanish artist Salvador Dali. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salvador_Dal%C3%AD

I’d been invited to Dali’s house in Cadaques, a year earlier, where I was told by his wife Gala, that she sensed I had special skills & would lead a beautiful life as long as I would follow the voice of my heart & intuition.

Back to Le Rachdinque.

Somewhere around 06:00 it was closing time. I had managed to arrange a ride to Rosas, from a guy on an off-road 250 cc Kawasaki. A voice in the back of my head warned me to first walk down the hill, before I was gonna put myself on the backseat of that bike.
I should have listened, because we were only halfway the steep road down, when he lost control over his Kawasaki and fell over, dragging me with him, resulting in a very badly bruised knee.

When I woke up the next day the pain in my knee was killing me and I could hardly walk. I was brought to a local medic, who told me it would probably take at least 4-5 weeks before my knee was cured. I said I had planned to go to Ibiza the next day and despite my injury I had already decided to see this plan through. My doctor shook his head and wrote something on a pice of paper. It was the name of a colleague on Ibiza he used to study with. Also he told me was going to Barcelona tomorrow morning and he offered me a lift.

And so it happened that somewhere around 10:00 in the morning I was dropped off at the Barcelona boat station, where I was gonna wait for my ferry that was leaving at 18:30. I was completely alone until after half an hour a couple of guys arrived who started to show off their martial art skills in front of me. They were really good and although I have a black belt in karate I would have a hard time beating them. I then realized I was more or less crippled and wasn’t even able to run away. The next moment the two Latinos stopped their show and sat beside me. That was the last thing I remember.

The next thing I remember was me getting up of a chair on the ferry to Ibiza. I walked to the bar, ordered a can of lager, and went back to my seat. When I was halfway I suddenly realized that the pain in my knee was completely gone and that I had no idea how I got on the ferry. Confused I walked outside to the railing and stared over the ocean.
“So how is your knee?” a voice behind me said.
I looked over my shoulder and saw a young, good looking woman.
“Fine,” I said, “completely healed.”
“Good,” she said, “have fun on Ibiza and don’t ever try to find out what has happened to you.”
She walked away and sort of disappeared in a haze.

When I was on Ibiza I immediately went to see the doctor’s colleague there and asked him to call up his friend. He did and I told him what had happened. His reaction surprised me.
“Wow, you met the space people,” he laughed.

Well, at least I knew I hadn’t lost my mind.

[Hermoor]

The first time I saw a UFO was in the early 1990s. It was a summer weekend. Late one evening most of us finished a shift at work together, met a couple of other friends and drove to Loch Lomond. We wanted to be close to nature, a change from partying in Glasgow city centre. The idea was simply to sit out under the stars for a few hours and catch up on the week's events.

It was a still night. Calm and peaceful with a clear night sky. My flatmate and I were sitting together on the fringes of the main group and our conversation wandered off in a different direction to theirs. At the time I had been studying astral navigation for several months.

"So show me then. About this astral navigation you've been studying. Imagine I'm a viking. I've just left my home fjord in a longship and I want to sail to America. What stars do I navigate by?"

I looked up in to the night sky and started to orientate myself with its surroundings in order to offer an answer. For reasons unknown I found my eyes drawn to a star I wasn't familiar with. My flatmate followed my gaze with his in anticipation of an answer to his question.

Having focussed on the unfamiliar star for a couple of seconds I was about to dismiss it and move on. However, at that very moment, it moved. It moved impossibly fast. In a straight line. For a split second. It covered a relatively huge distance across the sky and then stopped just as instantaneously as it had started.

By this time my mouth was agape, my brow furrowed and my eyes absolutely fixated on this most peculiar sight in the night sky. What on earth was going on up there, I asked myself? It appeared to be a single point of white light at great altitude. One or two seconds later it moved again, this time in roughly a zig-zag kind of direction. Once more its speed was impossibly fast. Nothing I knew of could accelerate, turn as rapidly as it did, decelerate and stop like that. It then zig-zagged for a second time. This time was longer, perhaps 3-5 seconds of motion. It travelled across about a third of the night sky before stopping again. It never made the slightest sound.

Following a brief pause of 1-2 seconds it then travelled at unfathomable speed in a straight direction again. A couple of seconds in to this new movement it simply vanished in to thin air. It disappeared from view and we didn't see it again. Overall I guess I'd spent about 20 seconds observing it. There followed a pregnant pause as my flatmate and I tried to gather our wits and find our tongues again. I spoke first.

"I can't believe I just saw that. Did you see that?"
"I saw it. What was it?"
"I don't know what it was. What do you think it was?"
"I don't know. It freaked me out. I'd never seen anything like that before."
"Did you see how fast it moved and how far it travelled? That's impossible, isn't it?"
"It can't be impossible. We just saw it with our own eyes."

Thereafter we decided on a pragmatic approach. We drew up a mental checklist of everything we could think of that was ever known to move in the night sky. One by one we ticked everything off the list until we were left with a big fat zero and an even bigger question mark.

Civilian aircraft? Nope. Far too slow. Can't turn like that.
Military aircraft? Nope. Still far too slow. Can't turn like that.
Helicopter? No. Absolutely not.
Weather ballon? Hot air balloon? Satellite? Bright light being shone from a light source on the ground? Bird? Missile? Meteor? Comet? Asteroid? Rocket? Signalling flare? A kite? Santa Effing Claus? Get out of here....

We saw a UFO.

Eventually our other friends sensed our agitated demeanour and their conversation petered out as they asked us what was up?

"We saw a UFO. We're freaked out. We're trying to figure out what it was. But we can't. It defies everything we ever thought we knew. We saw a UFO."

To their credit they took it well and got interested in what we had to relate. They knew us too well. They knew we were serious and not fooling around.

Thank goodness I saw it with my flatmate. Seeing it alone would have kinda sucked because none of the others would have probably believed me.

So UFOs really do exist then, I thought.

Cool. That just opened up a whole new bag of fun and learning in my universe.

I've seen similar since. And one big strange orangey kind of light which left me utterly flabbergasted. And no, it wasn't the sun in the middle of the night! :sherlock: