Ok so to start off I'm going to introduce you all to myself, today.
I am an average guy, like to hang out with friends, spend time with my little brother, watch discovery history and national geographic channel when
ever something catches my interest, fairly intelligent got my GED at 18, also a computer degree in highschool. And in my time where I have nothing
better to do talk about my opinion and stories to all of you...
So, just so you know, this story is very irradical and I will be analytical throughout it to propose to you why certain events maintained a complete
disrupt pattern of average events.
So for anyone that views, I'm gonna do a little Yoda-Hoooooo.... =) (inside)
It all started when I came up to Oregon, I decided I no longer wanted to sleep in bushes and struggle for food. Moved in with family. I got in touch
with a old friend, he talked to me a bunch about conspiracy theories which really didn't flag any interest in me at that point. Outside of UFOs, I
didn't believe/know of anything like the Illuminati, NWO, 2012, Philadelphia Experiment etc etc..
Months pass by, and we continue jabbering about the aliens and government crap, good stuff. This is before I knew about ATS. So anyways, it all kind
of started off when I had this dream of a internal combustion engine, completely real and completely mechanically aligned from what I could see, it
was fireing off it's pistons. I saw it in a black room and it was the only thing there. I continue to boust about in my wonders of conspiracies...
and I figure blah, I'm going to take a walk down to the store to get some ciggarettes.
I walk down to the store, some interesting fellas come by, and I talk with them and they are very eccentric shall I say, compared to me I look like an
average dude. They're my age, and we start talking and we're bored so we continue talking, and we find out we all have the same beliefs in
conspiracies and what not. So we're walking somewhere and we hear a owl, we look up into the sky and see it fly southbound. A split second later,
what seemed to occur is another owl in the same direction and area of the sky flies by and makes the same sound, however the first one is nowhere to
be seen and this happened within 1 second of eachother, I'm pretty sure I watched it dissappear and reappear, along with the people I was with.(and
no i was not on any drugs, and was not on any drugs throughout the whole time these events took place.)
So. Moving forward.
I begin practicing meditation, and achieved a nice blissful state from time to time. Then I got involved to the basement level of conspiracies...
So wow here I am literally finding more information than anywhere else before on these conspiracies, which are interesting at least. I read up about
the reptillians, annunaki and I figure to myself DAMN I saw some lady walking down the street a few days back that blinked twice in one blink(best of
Now I'm stuck on the whole Illuminati thing, I can't believe how this whole time I've been blind to the very scumbags that run this planet. And I
decide to myself, for whatever reason, I want to conquer them, which is essentially where I became insane.
I began deep meditations, and beckoning forth the very evil that they are, I essentially wanted to battle all of the sub-dimensional evil their is on
the planet. And, I suspect I had got exactly what I asked for. I had achieved a point where I knew somehow someway they we're aware of my presence,
and it's exactly what I wanted.
I'm going to describe the following events to the best of my ability. I lost alot of memories of that time due to induced stress by the very force I
It all happened in March, 2008
Meddling around on ATS, I go out to have a ciggarette. I look down at the ground and notice it looks like a fire was started, or something of the
sort. I walk over to the area and a very, very clear pentagram was to the best of my ability to explain radiated into the ground, it was yellow where
the grass around it was green. At this point I knew whatever I had done I had called to something that was extremely evil.
After the pentagram, I had been feeling like someone was going to come and talk to me about what was happening, pick me up or something to the extent.
I receive a phonecall from my Dad, I pick it up, Hey whats up, Nothing I heard you we're going to be going somewhere, No , *at this point he begins
speaking in a demonic
tone.*, Who are you leaving with, *i then begin speaking in, lets say, a funny alien voice*A man in a zebra tuxedo(or
something of the sort), then he begins either muttering some kind of demonic chant or mumbleing.
This is one of the most insane experiences of my life, I know I didn't hallucinate it or anything. I'm sitting at my computer, I go online to
myspace, I look at my buddies music profile, listen to one of his new songs and it's a very famous rapper and him rhymeing, along with these water
droplets that we're exact everytime they'd occur. They'd occur if I was just surfing the web, or hear on ATS, boom waterdroplet sound. Very
The one thing I cannot fathom and finale. I'm up early in the morning and I feel that whoever it is that is going to pick me up is going to pick me
up today. I walk out front to have a ciggarette, I hear a horn like one of the ones a pimp mobile, doo do diddly do or whatever. Twice, so I start
walking that way, a older car drives off and I'm like damn... So I walk down to the market get a soda and go back home. I get home, sit around for
awhile, and at about 6:00PM on March 12th 2008, I feel like I need to go take a walk for whatever reason. So I walk down to my old school, which keep
in mind is a continuation school -- Nothing special happens there, ever. So I'm sitting down, stareing, wishing that some great gargoyle would fly
down so I could beat him up somehow, and all the sudden, A bloody limousine is driving my way and I could of swore I heard people calling my name, and
I'm just stareing at it, not doing ANYTHING, and it pulls into Gladiola and parks, there was a UPS van there in the parking lot to for whatever
reason I dont know. So I figure this is nonsense, I walk over to the limousine for whatever reason a guy actually steps out and reaches his hand out
for a shake to me(given my current mental condition, WRONG CHOICE BUBBA)