Originally posted by Paul_Richard
With that overview, it has been given to me through mystical means (i.e., from discarnate Saints) that there may be a large intervention from them in
the not-too-distant future
1979, a short, green coveralls-dressed middle-aged Wisconsin dirt farmer shook my hand, and it was like my arm was suddenly being microwaved. He
smiled, and said you can't get what I have by studying all the books there are: it had to be given by somebody who already has it: the Space
I didn't believe his aliens story ("they're everywhere:" points to the streets), until then.
He said there'd be a mass landing by et's, as necessity, when "the mongolians" overran america, which would already be in a war fighting invading
Russians (and barely surviving that). He said the usa wouldn't survive without their help.
I assure you, he wasn't kidding. They have AI which obviously enables them to 'see' future time-sequence potentials. So, it looks closer to a
probability these days. He related that they took him up in his astral to their ships 3-5 times per week. They visited me that evening. Wild.
Awhile back I received a HS (SoulSelf) geometric energetic communication through the crown, that the greys on the Moon were indeed farming humanity. I
was told what they planned, what they were really doing, and I'm not going to make a fool of unknowers by revealing that here.
There are no friendly ets. This is a Predatorial universe, 1st-thru-4th [cusp]
5th Dimensions. They will only follow orders as far as any help
goes, not being intervention minded. The ufo contactee told me specifically, get on a ship if you get a chance (run for it, he said). Stay away from
Makes sense. The greys are not your friends: you have no et friends in the 4th dimension: They have their agendas, which are theirs, not 'baby-sit'
humanity because we luv 'em. That's idiocy, because that's the way it is. It's competitive, and humanity is big-time under-dog: dog-men: Food:
Product. Sure, they have some 'pets,' like some on this thread, but I'm working for a lady who's having her dog put down tomorrow, because someone
threw chemicals in his face, blinded him, and his legs have just gone (robbed her). So much for pets, right?
I'd say wake up, but these fools love their sleep.
Humanity had best plan to kick some ass if they want their rights, for pets ain't the place to be: "Pretty piggy! We won the 4-H Blue Ribbon!"
Greys are not your friends. Neither are any other ets in the 4th: they are serving self
: their self.
Now you know the scenario.
[edit on 20-2-2009 by SS,Naga]