reply to post by interestedalways
Yes, I am afraid. I have been racking my brain to find logic in all that transpired at 584 Harper Valley. Initially, I felt like Annette Benning in
the movie, Dreams. I spoke only to Mark. I believed I was short circuiting and what I saw had to be delusional; however, these delusions continued.
There were three distinct phases. The holographic imaging began in the first phase.
For the sake of simplicity, there appeared to be ships that were not of this world. Like a gathering of some sort. One ship I called “man of
war.” The object appeared translucent but the outline could be seen and there were three faint lights I believed to be the front of this object.
These “man of war” objects reminded me of jelly fish. This particular object would become quite bright occasionally. This object was cone
shaped, however, not as elongated at an ice cream cone.
Mark became obsessed. I was obsessed. I wanted to understand what was happening. At this point I was beginning to believe we were going to be
invaded. Mark did not share my belief.
Over the course of time, Mark noticed a star formation that was present only during those nights we observed the gatherings. This star formation was
also in cone shaped with three stars in front and one star behind more like an ice cream cone.
He came to the conclusion it had to be holographic imagery. Why there? Why were we the only ones who seemed to notice?
One evening we were on the back deck and noticed fire flies that seemed like there were tiny strobe lights. We commented on this phenomenon and the
next evening there were normal.
Yet one evening we observed an orb whose lights seemed to be considerably dimmed spiraling to earth in an erratic path and disappeared from sight.
There were three huge globes connected somehow. A noticeable but low frequency hum accompanied these objects which rose from ground level, slowly,
and eventually appeared as small bright stars or orbs once cleared from the tree tops.
I felt like a test subject. Ha! Ha! Ha! I also felt as though someone was watching and listening to everything Mark and I discussed.