i watched the bud hopkins link in another thread here and in turn watched a few more including one about a geoligist who shot two greys he describes as 7 foot tall
that statement has caused the ass to drop out of my world, and im now forced to confront something that happened at least a decade ago.
it feels like this story is being dragged out of me bit by bit, and i apoligise for the fractured nature of my posts here, im not comfortable about this, not so much the telling, but more the personal acceptance i might have to face.
ive told about the black helicopter and crazy old fred and his underground bases at the end of our street
but there are 2 more incidents that ive failed to mention
the first involves my wife, soon after we moved into the house i woke in the night alone, i called out to my wife and she answered from the toilet/bathroom. i assumed the usual and rolled over, however she did not return to bed so again i called out asking what she was doing.
she replied "channeling" "channeling"
i sat up and asked her again what was she doing
she became more insistant "channeling, you know people. people channeling"
i got up and went into bathroom, she was sitting on the toilet and kept repeating the above with a blank look on her face.
eventually i shook her and she woke confused as to why we were both in the bathroom in the middle of the night.
she had no idea what channeling meant or that she had used the word.
end of incident
the next one is the one that for years ive been able to write off as a bad dream, and ill give the reasons why it was prob only a dream as far as i was concerned.
i had watched communion on the television that night, and prior to going to bed i stood on the balcony and set off what i called a mind bomb, looking up at the stars, it was a dare , that if they existed they should show themselfs..........be careful what you ask for
that night i dreamt that a 7 foot tall gray was in my bedroom doorway
the fact that i had watched communion, mentally broadcast a dare and then seen a 7 foot tall gray which i had never heard of, i thought they were supposed to be little. caused me to think this "dream" was my overactive imagination
heres how it went
i awoke in the night having heard a noise in the hallway (my hair is standing on end as i type, this is hard)
theres something there, no no no there shouldnt be anyone in the house, this is bad this is wrong, this is danger im being burgled theirs someone in the house
im frozen in bed im wide awake very wide awake and i cant move
my eye flicks to the dark rectangle that is the bedroom doorway, nothing there, they flick away . i cant move
i need to look back at door but dont want to, i do and there in the door is a grey its head is almost touching the frame its not like my model too tall and the arms, mine has elbows, this ones arms were more like tentacles, fluid.
its just there and then the arms begin to make these figure 8 movements and they flex more like snakes than arms, i refer to the robot in lost in space here, its like the arms in that waving around"warning warning"
i distictly and with shame, feeling such animal terror cried out in my mind take my wife but please leave me alone
to this day that betrayal unmans me when i think about it
again like the robot in LIS it moves forward into the room but it doesnt move, its like its on wheels and slides in. it stops and then slides sideways up my side of the bed. my terror peaked and i litterally passed out in fright.
i woke 4 hours later, bright wide awake sharp in fight mode, and i remember, i get up and check the house and go back to bed.
that morning i went to work as the computer manager for a maternity hospital in paddington sydney, and the moment i walked into reception 2 people asked me what was wrong, that i looked white as a sheet.
i fobbed them off suggesting the 1st cup of coffee would see me right and went to my office, later i looked up the local mufon ppl and told my story. i was hoping he would say no such things as 7 foot greys, dont eat cheese before retiring for the night, but instead he was mad keen on hypnotising me. i said i would call back i didnt
im now forced to confront the possibility that 7 foot tall greys might be real, deep down inside i know it wasnt a dream or if it was was unlike any ive ever had. ive never dreamed with that clarity of mind or location , ive never dreamed i was in my bed. but the arms and the height were not typical descriptions and so it cant have been an alien. greys are 3 foot tall not 7
whats the story with them, and does my octupus arms part ring any bells ?
i dont mind telling you im feeling vulnerable and frightened by the thought
at the time i was the computer manager for the royal hospital for women here in sydney, my father was a policeman and i was raised to be truthful , everything ive written is as i recall it, ive made nothing up
if im not a liar then im either deluded or ... it happened
i dont mind being deluded no shame in that happens to ppl all the time, it is my preference that this entire sequence of events be just an overactive mind
thats why i didnt opt for hypnotism, i think i would break me if i was forced to confront this story as fact
the fact that a black helicopter did circle my house 3 times, feels like a nail in a mental coffin, everything else about this need not be real, but that aircraft was real
and the ramifications scare the heck out of me
respect and regards
mike
that statement has caused the ass to drop out of my world, and im now forced to confront something that happened at least a decade ago.
it feels like this story is being dragged out of me bit by bit, and i apoligise for the fractured nature of my posts here, im not comfortable about this, not so much the telling, but more the personal acceptance i might have to face.
ive told about the black helicopter and crazy old fred and his underground bases at the end of our street
but there are 2 more incidents that ive failed to mention
the first involves my wife, soon after we moved into the house i woke in the night alone, i called out to my wife and she answered from the toilet/bathroom. i assumed the usual and rolled over, however she did not return to bed so again i called out asking what she was doing.
she replied "channeling" "channeling"
i sat up and asked her again what was she doing
she became more insistant "channeling, you know people. people channeling"
i got up and went into bathroom, she was sitting on the toilet and kept repeating the above with a blank look on her face.
eventually i shook her and she woke confused as to why we were both in the bathroom in the middle of the night.
she had no idea what channeling meant or that she had used the word.
end of incident
the next one is the one that for years ive been able to write off as a bad dream, and ill give the reasons why it was prob only a dream as far as i was concerned.
i had watched communion on the television that night, and prior to going to bed i stood on the balcony and set off what i called a mind bomb, looking up at the stars, it was a dare , that if they existed they should show themselfs..........be careful what you ask for
that night i dreamt that a 7 foot tall gray was in my bedroom doorway
the fact that i had watched communion, mentally broadcast a dare and then seen a 7 foot tall gray which i had never heard of, i thought they were supposed to be little. caused me to think this "dream" was my overactive imagination
heres how it went
i awoke in the night having heard a noise in the hallway (my hair is standing on end as i type, this is hard)
theres something there, no no no there shouldnt be anyone in the house, this is bad this is wrong, this is danger im being burgled theirs someone in the house
im frozen in bed im wide awake very wide awake and i cant move
my eye flicks to the dark rectangle that is the bedroom doorway, nothing there, they flick away . i cant move
i need to look back at door but dont want to, i do and there in the door is a grey its head is almost touching the frame its not like my model too tall and the arms, mine has elbows, this ones arms were more like tentacles, fluid.
its just there and then the arms begin to make these figure 8 movements and they flex more like snakes than arms, i refer to the robot in lost in space here, its like the arms in that waving around"warning warning"
i distictly and with shame, feeling such animal terror cried out in my mind take my wife but please leave me alone
to this day that betrayal unmans me when i think about it
again like the robot in LIS it moves forward into the room but it doesnt move, its like its on wheels and slides in. it stops and then slides sideways up my side of the bed. my terror peaked and i litterally passed out in fright.
i woke 4 hours later, bright wide awake sharp in fight mode, and i remember, i get up and check the house and go back to bed.
that morning i went to work as the computer manager for a maternity hospital in paddington sydney, and the moment i walked into reception 2 people asked me what was wrong, that i looked white as a sheet.
i fobbed them off suggesting the 1st cup of coffee would see me right and went to my office, later i looked up the local mufon ppl and told my story. i was hoping he would say no such things as 7 foot greys, dont eat cheese before retiring for the night, but instead he was mad keen on hypnotising me. i said i would call back i didnt
im now forced to confront the possibility that 7 foot tall greys might be real, deep down inside i know it wasnt a dream or if it was was unlike any ive ever had. ive never dreamed with that clarity of mind or location , ive never dreamed i was in my bed. but the arms and the height were not typical descriptions and so it cant have been an alien. greys are 3 foot tall not 7
whats the story with them, and does my octupus arms part ring any bells ?
i dont mind telling you im feeling vulnerable and frightened by the thought
at the time i was the computer manager for the royal hospital for women here in sydney, my father was a policeman and i was raised to be truthful , everything ive written is as i recall it, ive made nothing up
if im not a liar then im either deluded or ... it happened
i dont mind being deluded no shame in that happens to ppl all the time, it is my preference that this entire sequence of events be just an overactive mind
thats why i didnt opt for hypnotism, i think i would break me if i was forced to confront this story as fact
the fact that a black helicopter did circle my house 3 times, feels like a nail in a mental coffin, everything else about this need not be real, but that aircraft was real
and the ramifications scare the heck out of me
respect and regards
mike
