Originally posted by antar
Many of the New Students Program can now request one final 'Look' at their natural parent, however it is still not the norm and generally done while
the DNA Sponsor is sleeping.
That is what happened to us.
One of the more disturbing aspects of our interaction with other (inter-dimensional) beings was realizing that they took our children. I don't think
my spouse will fully acknowledge it has happened, and I know why and understand...but it indeed has.
Sleeping, or in the "spirit" I have met one of my two (or three?) children. I have met the girl more than once or rather she has come to me. Two
solemn looking individuals with a very dour and serious aura of authority accompanied her.
Here I will state the first time I met her, and also realized that she also met MY parents:
It's nighttime. I live in the city but I become aware that I am in the country. West Virginia. I am in a haze, a mental fog, and cannot fully
comprehend what is going on, yet I am standing in the woods near my parents’ home. A strange vehicle which resembled a circular metal-framed
structure (very odd looking thing) lands in front of me.
I stare at the object confused then I hear a voice. "Go inside and tell her it's time to leave." As usual with voices like this there is more than
words (words are the least important thing in communication with other beings), and I get the "feelings" that she will be happy to fly on this
I float inside my parents’ home and there is a little girl I don't recognize. She recognizes me though and runs to me and says "Daddy!" I smile
and pick her up to carry her outside.
"Do not carry her."
One of the serious individuals say to me, and so I put her down thinking that this is their child and they don't want her to be carried as this is an
overly sentimental expression that would indicate that she is a child and helpless. Something they don't want her to think.
I put her down and walk outside to the odd ship and she gets inside and they leave.
I awaken later at home here in the city.
Days later my mother tells me of a strange dream. She tells me she is in her home waiting to meet her grandchild. Although I assumed she meant my
brother, as I don't have any...she says that it was a little girl and it was mine.
I've torn myself up over the things that have happened to me and my spouse over this because of how unfair I feel this is yet what can I do? There
are some that take such things from us here and others that I have met that do not. Not only do they not do this they don't condone it. It doesn't
change the fact that it happened and that it happened to us.
Oddly the second time I remember seeing her she had aged over 6+ years in the span of perhaps one year. It made no sense, yet again I am in a haze,
and there is this girl (12-13 years old) starring at me smiling. I am wondering who she is and why she is starring at me with such love. She says, "I
wish I could be you." Here I am wondering why this girl wants to be me. Why she looks at me as if I am someone important.
Then the guards come and she leaves but as she does she is telling them that I need her.
I really do...and even though I am crying right now...I can only hope they she will be fine and pray that I see her again some day.
I mostly try not to hate those that did this to us, and the others that said they couldn’t do anything about it. I try not to hate the invisible net
I was shown around this world, and the people trying to keep us in it. I try not to hate the government "dream police" that hack into mine and try
to cleverly pull information from me via a perceived telephone call from a relative...they are very sneaky but they know when anyone has contact with
something beyond what our worldly illusion says is real and they want to know what was said and done. I try not to hate the cat-headed beings that put
a universe inside me and told me my death was on the horizon but that they could make me another body, provided I go to the wall and pick a new
"name". I remember the harmless beings out there that ARE actually just visiting earth, but not to see us...but to see the dolphins they are
distantly related to.
Strange things, huh?
Am I crazy?
Where did my normal life I had seven years ago run off to?
I know people will write this off as a personal fantasy. I am not here to say I know the absolute truth of things. All I know is what I believe I saw,
and what I believe it meant.
People have no idea what this world is about and where they really are.
Looking to the stars for "aliens" is a joke that most people aren't in on.
Forget searching space. Forget the concept aliens.
You don't need a ship, you don't need a body, and I have been to Mars.
There is no "life" on Mars.
There is life on Mars.
You won't be able to see it until this illusion breaks down.
It will break down too. Which is why they want us to "war" ourselves away before it happens like we always do, because if you are there when it does
happen you are free. Are you ready to be free? Could you handle creating with your mind from the fabric of the universe itself? Are our jailers the
bad guys? Should we be there unprepared and unaware? Powerful beings without control or the ability to be controlled?
That problem has already happened and does not need to be recreated.
I suppose our sentence is fair from a perspective that is outside of time and space.
That is why only a handful will be there.
I have learned more things than I wish I had.
I have written them down here on numerous occasions yet always delete them. I have scanned in numerous drawings but never host them. I have debated
over and over with myself about this yet I think this will be my last say on this particular subject. I don't think we are all getting anywhere with
this, and since there are so many concepts, ideas and even convoluted intentional lies/misdirection mixed in, there is no way that we can. It has to
be this way because no one will give you the answer easy and it’s the struggle for it that is what counts. Provided you respect the omnipresent
numbers in the "math" that I struggle with still.
I guess I'll just add this one last thing. Here, this is something I was shown. It was drawn on a chalkboard by a "professor" that wanted me to
understand something very important. I animated it in the same fashion as he drew it.
The line is YOUR life. Your perceived linear conceptual life.
Sometimes though...and more importantly, you can go through the circle.