posted on Feb, 18 2011 @ 06:39 PM
Here is 100% proof atleast to myself that obe is somthing real...
When I was around 16 I began to realize when I was in a dream,whats more that I could control any and all aspects of myself at will...What puzzled
me was how those I met along the way could not be manipulated in the same fashion... It Would be well over a decade before I would ever hear the
term "high lucidity"...
After sometime having been doing this,one of my favorite things to do was to take flight... I loved to leave the atmosphere... The first time I
did this I was scared abit by what I saw... There was so much more going on and to be seen then in any picture I had ever seen of space...
Anyway I also liked to look down at the earth from on high several times I would see buildings bathed in a white light... I had always been wanting
to go to it but tis time felt I had to...Reaching the ground I came into contact with with a group of kids ages varied from 5 to 18.... 12 of us in
total what was odd here was the man in a black suit on each side of him were soldiers in full body armor flight helmets big black visors leaving only
thier mouth and chins exposed... Once again manys years before I would see such things while awake...
The man in the middle callled out to the group of the group of 11 others to fall in we would be leaving soon... I had been far more intrested in the
soldiers and the one in the middle I remeber wanting to see behind his black glasses,and how at one point upon reaching toward one of the soldiers
guns which looked way kool to me,how his sudden laugter stopped me from doing so,and him telling me how I had no need for a gun whatsoever ... The
soldier very straight faced cracked a smile though that made me feel better...
The man in black suit turned to the soldier on his right hand side and informed him it was time... without pause the soldier lifted his hand to the
left side of his helmet and rang out... We are go for Oracle extraction... Me standing there thinking to myself,'what the hell is this guy talking
about?' In mere seconds even before first visual of the incoming chopper, I became aware of a strange humming buzz in my head... whrrrrr whrrrrr
whrrrrr... the way the air pressure dropped suddenly felt quite cool... And the hair on my arms standing on end it was like the air itself had become
electrified...My flesh now felt moist aswell...The chopper was now down about 35 feet away in this rather large parkinglot for the building to the
right of it in a city unknown to me...Once again a sight unknown to me this choppers body looked more like a giant insect then a helicopter... I could
not see the blades there was a giant ring around where the blades would be that seemed to be attached to nothing...And it souded very quiet more like
a helicopter far in the distance... You could feel it better and hear the air moving more if that makes any sense...
The soldier on the left side of the man while I was taking this in had been speaking quietly in the same fashion as the other had,but didnt catch
what he was saying,anyway it was then that he told us to go ahead and get in and that there was a spot for each of us... heads low move quickly he
said we all did just as he said this fact still amazes me...
Once inside there was indeed a spot for all 6 each side facing forward 2 each side of the large open doors and 1 facing us alittle further back
between the 2 behind the pilots...The 2 soldiers spun thier seas sideways flipped up an arm from under the seats extended a piece up from that snapped
thier guns iinto place,then each pulled down a screen and turned it on...it was outside but in perfect color and daylight yet it was fully dark
besides street lights and the odd light from homes...
It was then the smallest youngest of us snotty nose and all spoke... He asked what do you call this? His voice told me he was not the least bit
afraid, which is what I was wondering as he did... Then the man in the middle replies what shall we call this? I blurtted out suddenly without thought
Mantis...both soldiers began to smile thier big grins...The man in the middle then said you are 100% deadon...thats all of this for now as Ihave gone
far beyond my intended content of my original claim at the start of this post...much more to this event and many more meetings over the years with
these same individuals to be certain...
Anyway like I was saying I liked to fly when I would find myself leaving my body looking down on myself lying in bed...I would always do this and
look around at items here and there just as they were before I decided to goto sleep and so rememberd... This night I thought I would ride my bike
instead of fly and go visit a friend named Kent...So I do I get to his house no need to knock as I am fully welcome,I enter greet his mother and
father and proceed downstairs to Kents room... I knocked to which he answers with a shaky voice tha he wants to be left alone...Its me I tell him and
ask whats wrong? this is my very good friend the sound of his voice tells me he is greatly troubled...He lets me in I sit down in one of the chairs
in his room and he in the other... He begins to reveal to me though streams of tears and anguish how his girlfriend had cheated on him...He went on
further the details i will not speak of here and explained why he simply could not deal with it and had decided he would be taking his own life this
I stay with my friend several hous talking sense to him these words I will not utter here either but I stay untill I see the desired change come
over him to know he would be safe if I left..When on my way out I said Id see him at school the next day...I ride my bike home as I pass under each
street light along the way they turn off as I do... after a few in a row, im kind of freaked out..When I reach home i simply leave my bike at my
front steps instead of bringing inside as I always did otherwise...
I look at my bike in the morning on my way out to catch the bus its inside my house right where I always keep it...I get to school as I step off
the bus Kent is there waiting...
He pulls me to the side and thanks me, explains how he would have done it and was just about ready when I showed up last night... it all plays back
in my mind I remember my bike in the morning im freaked out right about then ...I tell him how I went to his house during a dream
and somehow our dreams merged...He laughs at me smacks me on the shoulder...He says how he will never forget it... Im left standing there thinking
about my bike...
every word of it