I was informed once that when undergoing hypnosis... you must first give permission and surrender yourself.
This is key because I was also informed that during alien abduction experiences, giving permission is a big part of it.
And it's not that I don't believe in aliens, it's just that I can't honestly say that I know whether or not there are other lifeforms out there and
that due to personal experience... I sense that people are more likely the culprits, instead of butt probing aliens.
So get this.
I've had close encounters, visions, and near psychic experiences.
But I don't believe in aliens, gods, ghosts or even spirits or souls anymore.
What I DO believe in, are people. I believe in people. But for whatever reason I know this is extremely hard for others to swallow... so I'll try to
make it as easy to digest as possible. Even if I have to spoon feed it to you like the infants you are. So here it goes, take your first taste:
When I told my manager once that a man humped the counter at me, twice... another coworker came forward and warned me that my manager said I must have
imagined it. She didn't believe me.
My managers immediate denial is a perfect example of people refusing to believe in people...
because for whatever reason people would rather choose to believe in gods, devils, ghosts and aliens before they ever believe in the actions of
people... just like my manager would rather believe that I was a little mentally ill and imagined it all instead of actually consider the possibility
that this man humped the counter at me. And you may be like my manager, who for whatever reason might not want to believe that a person is capable of
humping counters... so I must warn you that what I am about to propose here is so much heavier than humping a counter. But I still urge you to
consider the possibilities that I hint at here simply because it won't benefit any of us much longer to deny the truth.
So perhaps... it has everything to do with people and their perversions, rather than aliens interested in your butt.
And for the purpose of trying to plant the seed smoothly, I will only be talking about the second encounter I had which happened almost 6 yrs ago now
when I went to the store to get a pack of cigarettes in the early evening. It was around 5-6 pm. It was still light outside but getting darker. It
was probably early spring.
The convenient store is a left turn off my street onto the main road and a right turn into the parking lot. It's literally a minute down the road.
And as I was waiting for an opening in traffic to make the left turn, I spotted the lights of an aircraft in the sky to my right... it looked
interesting even though it was in the distance, however I wanted smokes more so I made my turn when I could and I left it behind me. I made it to the
store, purchased my smokes, and with one in my mouth on the way out as I waited for an opening in traffic to turn out of the parking lot, I noticed
the aircraft had gotten closer... much closer. This time, it was like nothing I had ever laid eyes on prior and I almost immediately parked my car in
the driveway of the parking lot, mesmerized by the thing, and stepped out to get a clearer unobstructed look.
I worried that if I looked away it would be gone so I did my best to burn the sight into my eyes. What I saw had a flat dark bottom, diamond shaped,
and the sides rose upwards on a slant creating a pyramidal like structure, only imbalanced. The entire design was still slim and elegant looking. It
had lots of lights and odd shaped windows, and it was about the size of my palm in the sky so it seemed massive to me and appeared to be able to house
a fair sized group of people. It was utterly silent and sailing slowly above me... like a real spaceship. Only I really thought it was a military
aircraft... because the way that it looked, it didn't seem to be outside of the realm of possibility of manmade technology.
But then something really odd happened. It suddenly occurred to me that I could be ON that aircraft if I wanted to be... and that's when things get
weird. Because normally when you're looking at an aircraft in the sky you don't think to yourself that you could be beamed up by Scotty on Star
Trek... teleportation is just not part of our reality. Yet. If it will ever be. However, it had literally just become a reality to me somehow...
and my main concern was if I would be safe. If I would be returned unharmed. If I would get hurt.
And so there was some kind of communication between the thing and myself, which I can only describe as an internal telepathic dialogue. After a
moment of some kind of psychic tugging and pulling, I came to the decision that the other party could not deliver an honest answer in regards to my
safety... and suddenly the spaceship felt like death to me. It literally felt like if I got on it I would never... ever return. And the light
hearted open curiosity on my part turned into indescribable fear. At last I felt a burst of hostility come from the thing before it shot up into the
sky and disappeared... without a sound.
The act of being left behind washed me in relief. I cannot explain the weight that seemed to lift from me on that day. It felt as though I had been
set free... and I felt not only lucky to be alive but also slightly more in control of my own life, oddly. Yet the entire thing had shook me deeply,
obviously. And the experience would stick and I would write about it many times... wondering, trying to understand what had happened to me.
As for other witnesses on this particular night? It was rush hour and I remember looking into the passing cars and around in the parking lot, which
was also a gas station, to see if anyone was paying attention. But no one was paying attention... and again I was utterly alone in it. Still,
despite not having anyone else witness this thing with me (and I have a big feeling no one else was supposed to witness it, anyhow), I know that I am
not the only one to have had an experience like this one.
edit on 11-6-2016 by geezlouise because: (no reason given)