Originally posted by exo.psych
Please forgive me for not having read part 1 of this thread series. But why, apart from these tests, do you have reason to believe you are an alien to
Ya know ... I'm not sure I've ever related that part of my story ... sorry y'all.
In the fair weather months of 1952 a UFO came to visit the rural area of the central California coast where I and my "human mother" lived. Her
parents owened a farm of about 120 acres. The craft was observed over one of the "back 40" parcels, hovering just above the tree tops. I was said
that a "door" could be seen. This craft was there for several days. On one of those days I appearently wandered off and was missing for the greater
part of the day. My human grand-parents, along with uncles, aunts, cousins, basicall the whole family started a search of the country side which
lasted for some hours, but was to little avail. Near the end of the day, I came walking back as if nothing had happened.
From that day forward though, my life evolved in a rather different direction than it probably should have. I began to have thoughts that these people
that I lived with were not my "real" family, and that they must have my real parents captive and hidden somewhere. I looked for that place, under
the house, and other places, but, never found it.
I finished regular school and attended a year of college, then joined the military, and it seems was on track to lead a productive, but rather mundane
life. After the military I returned to school and earned my degrees in Electrical Engineering and Computer Science. I moved to Silicon Valley and
started my career in the computer industry.
The old thoughts that I was from somewhere else, and not who I was told I was had never quite gone away, and with my new and greater resources I
though perhaps I could find some resolution to those issues, though at the time they were not significant.
I found a psychologist in San Jose that seemed like he could help. Thats when everything started to change. After some weeks we had come to the
conclusion that the missing day in 1952 was spend aboard the UFO, and that I was told some things rather extraordinary. This scared me and I stopped
seeing him. I bounced around from one "shrink" to another trying to find answers for a while. Most of the "professionals" I had seen didn't know
how to deal with what I had to say, so they proscribed a variety of drugs that only made it so that I couldn't feel or care about anything ... I
hated it and eventually gave up on the "shrinks" and their drugs.
Some how in all of this I managed to maintain my technology career and was involved in a few important projects (the first PC clone, first fully
automated auto factory, the very early Internet [known then as DARPANET], and some others), I was very lucky.
Also during all this I became involved with the Occult, studied the writings of Crowley, got into meditation and the whole mind/body/spirit thing, as
well as martial arts. All in all it was quite a ride.
In the early 1990's I moved to North-Eastern Washington state and had a bit of forest. I built a cabin and lived there with my Wolf Pack. During this
time my real mother traveled to earth from Andromeda. When she arrived in about 92(?) I was taken aboard her starship and told many things. Most of
what she told me comfirmed what I had suspected for much of my life.
Up to this time, periodoc abductions were a normal part of life for me. Various alien type and some humans would "borrow" me for a night, usually
several times a month. When mother got here it all stopped.
Now, in 2010 I'm trying to prove to the people of earth that I am who I am, and that they truly are not alone. Unfortunately, I get little off world
support in this.
And, yes, I left some parts out ... all in good time.