Memories and dreams of Humankind
What is this world all about, why are some so free as others so fearful, what makes some so brave and othes not. I believe in God and his LIGHT on us, I believe in aliens and their mental telepathy communication. I believe they mean NO harm. We are Just afraid, We are waiting to see what will happen. God is Watching us, we had better be ready.
Angela
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It was around December of 1993, I was four at the time and the mall in my town was packed. My mother, doing some last minute shopping suddenly found a bin. Not just any bin. But a bin filled with movies. Christmas movies! And they were priced at a dollar each. Well, my mother just couldn’t resist. She blindly grabbed a couple and bought them. It was a snowy night. The fire was lit and the Christmas tree was by the window. The pile of videos my mom had just bought were at the table. My sister and me picked a movie that looked appealing, it was called SANTA CLAUS.
So mother popped it in. It wasn’t until it started playing that I noticed what looked like Satan in the background of the video jacket. What our family (except my father, who hated children’s films) saw was indeed shocking. The movie’s condition was terrible, like some strange 8mm film that had been hidden in a damp cellar. I remember it being the first dubbed movie I had ever seen, and to this day, the worst. I remember how frightening and un- jolly the Santa Claus was. I didn’t understand why there were so many kids in his workshop, I always thought they were elves. And why wasn’t he at the North Pole? I mean, floating castles? Come on! I remember how the little red devil man scared shit out of me and over time, became a frequent visitor of my nightmares! But the one scene I can most clearly remember is the scene where Santa brings this little boy into a weird laboratory with a glass window, and this little boy wishes for parents. Then these awful foil boxes appear and this man and woman rise up in a zombie-like fashion. It scared the crap out of me and still thinking about it gives me chills. I remember being shocked at how religious the movie was. From an impressionable child who’d been watching Disney Films and THE WIZARD OF OZ in an obsessive state had never heard the word “Jesus”, “Hell”, or “Satan” in a film made for children. And the brief images of hell in the movie etched a Catholic idea of it in my head for years until my ideas on religion eventually changed. Till I was at least 6, I had seen the film at least 3 times and each time watching it in complete and utter terror.
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Read from the beginning or visit my dedicated blog
Chapter 3. The Room Designed for Human Use
I had no idea what to expect when we walked into the room, but I made a mental note to try and remember everything in detail, so that a proper record could be made later. For this reason, the best thing is to describe the room as factually as possible, so that the description can be of maximum use to science. The “room” was really a series of rooms, in other words, like a small flat on earth. The living room was about 12 feet by 14 feet and the floor was covered with brown acrylic wall-to-wall carpet. There was a pattern on the carpet that created a kind of swirly effect using mainly several shades of brown, but also some black, orange and flecks of grey. The walls of the room were covered with woodchip wallpaper painted cream. The main feature of the room was a three-piece suite. This was covered with brown cotton material laced with thin cream-coloured lines (the lines seemed to have tiny bumps on them). The sofa, a three-seater, was sitting against the centre of the wall, opposite where we now stood. In front of the sofa was a small coffee table with a brown formica top and slightly splayed legs. The legs had little round gold feet. A picture in a greyish-cream frame was hanging on the wall above the sofa. It was the well-known painting, “The Spanish Lady”. A large display cabinet and a bookshelf took up much of wall to our left. In the corner to my left, at an angle of approximately 45 degrees to the sofa, was a television placed on top of a small cabinet. The cabinet contained a video player. Beside the video cabinet was a small brown imitation wood table with a cream plastic telephone on top. The main feature of the wall to my right was a stone-effect fireplace within which was placed a “Magicoal” electric fire. The fire was turned on (but not the bars) and the little mechanical flames danced up and down. I sensed the Grey was watching me, looking for signs that would show my reaction to the room. I thought it best not to say too much, either for or against. “Very nice” was all I said. Continue reading ‘Alien Abduction: A Scientific Account (continued)’
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Chapter 1.The beginning
I’ve decided that the time has come to speak out and tell everything that happened to me all those years ago. The full account of this story you can find in my dedicated blog here. I’ll be publishing my story in stages and I’ve also got some drawings to add when I work out how to do that.
I hope the story is entertaining, but my main aim is to make a contribution to science. For several years now I have seen papers being written and lectures being given that deal with the subject I am going to write about. At first I kept quiet about all the mistakes I could see being made, but now the time has come to speak out. However, I don’t want to say that everybody else is completely wrong. I hope in this blog that as well as pointing out mistakes I can help to confirm ideas that are right.
My subject is alien abduction. Many distinguished scientists and writers have written about this in recent years, and I believe I can also make a major contribution. Why I think this is simply because I write from extensive personal experience. But although my blog is mainly a work of science (as it deals with scientific fact), I am convinced that the best way to pass on my knowledge is by telling the story in a straightforward and honest way.
But enough in the way of introduction. Best to get on with my true account of events that took place beginning in January 1987. Continue reading ‘Alien Abduction: A Scientific Account’
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