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Well, been pondering long and hard to relate some of my experiences here. I know the Paracast and the forum tends to focus more on hard evidence and that can be an avalanche of sorts when it comes to personal experiences. But I guess I want to show people where 'I'm coming from', why I say certain things. Moving towards middle-age I'm also less worried about ridicule these days. Anyways, here it goes.

When I was 8-9 years old I was sleeping with my brother in one bedroom. This was in the seventies and we were a low middle-class family those days. I recall waking up one night and having the feeling that something was about to happen and that there was a 'presence' of some sort. I got out of bed, looked in the hallway (the door was open) and I saw a figure standing there.
Not a figure as in a person, it was more undefined, like a white shape. Shoulders, body and head were visible but it seemed to be blanketed by some (force) field. Well, that scared the bejesus out of me and I crawled back into bed and closed my eyes firmly.

Laying in bed, and a couple of seconds later, I had the feeling somebody was standing next to it. I still refused to open my eyes and this is where it also gets blurry - memory wise. I vaguely recall a voice saying something but the next moment stayed with me. Before blacking out I recall that something was put in my nose, and that something was injected which I felt entering my skull through my right nostril.

I vividly recall that my mother woke me up in the morning and remarking; 'Oh, you had a nosebleed!'. I got out of bed and there was a stream of dried up blood on the pillow. . .

My brother didn't notice a thing that night. I did speak about it with my family and at school. My mother dismissed it at the time and we didn't speak about it ever since, my sister backed me up a little but later confessed it was only to make me feel good and at school other kids had a horrifying or ridiculing look on their faces when I related the story. Well, needless to say I didn't bring up that episode again for decades.


In retrospect I think it's fair to mention that we did have a book about flying saucers at that particular time in the house, but this was way before the abduction era and besides from the Betty&Barney Hill story it made no mention of the "Greys". (I still have the book.) My brother and I insisted we got that book when my mother joined a book club. (I do wonder how much "colouring" can be done by the recipient of UFO related experiences.)

I also want to stress out that I didn't see a "Grey". Never seen one in my entire life. I did see normal looking people - humans - in my second experience a couple of years later, but lets see how this one goes.
 
Couple of years later, I must have been around 11-12 years old, I had a bedroom all to myself with a double bed (stacked on top of eachother). My mother was dating a guy who had a son who would come over every fortnight or so and I used to hang around with him and he would also stay in that room. However most of the time I was alone there.

Then another strange event occured. This must have been in 1980-81. In the middle of the night I woke up and I noticed someone was standing next to my bed. My view was obsctructed because of the upper bed so I only noticed the lower half of the body.
Next the person bended over, gently grabbed me by the armpits and placed me upright next to the bed. The lights weren't on but in the twillight I saw that it was a normal looking woman and she was smiling at me.

The woman was looking straight at me and then she said something like "do you want to see a space ship?" It was a very clear voice that I heard, but I didn't see her lips move. At that moment I did feel some joy and I was ok with the invite but before I could reply she said "close your eyes." I close my eyes and there was a (white) flash, somewhat similar to lightning

I open my eyes and we were standing in a circular/eliptical room. The walls were mostly dimly lit but in the center of the room was circular light embeded in the floor. The appearance of the room was somewhat metallic but it also had an opague quality. There were 2 other persons there, both male. One person had his back towards me and was working on a panel in the wall which had instruments and lights. And the other person I could see clearly, he was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room next to the light in the floor. His hair was blond which hung to his shoulders.

For the life of me I can't recall certain details. Mostly what was spoken. The woman who was standing next to me said "that is ..... but he is busy working". This time I also got a closer look at the woman, she was a brunette with straight hair over her shoulders wearing a brown outfit. All of the persons were caucasian-looking, and I think (although I'm not sure) that some of them had a tan.

The woman and I walked down a few steps towards the blond man who was still sitting in his chair. I had a conversation with that man but I don't recall most of what was said. It dealt mostly with personal stuff. He said something like "your life is going to be hard" and I do recall another bit which I like to keep to myself for now.

I remember feeling very joyful at that time. He said I should go back and I kissed him on the cheeck. The woman and I walked up to the same spot where we came from and the same procedure happened. A flash and I was standing in my bedroom. The woman put me in the bed and tucked me in, kissed me on the cheeck.

I was lying in bed feeling very elated, so much that I wanted to get out of bed again. The woman was still standing next to the bed and I only managed to lift my shoulders before I felt my consciousness falling rapidly into sleep.


Later on in life I often wondered if this was a dream or a real event. Nowdays, having read up on so much UFO material, I think it was the latter.
 
Fascinating experience. Quite a few people have reported encounters with tall nordic-looking beings. Did they give any indication who they were or where they were from? Did you notice any features that might have seemed strange or different from humans? Did you notice any writings anywhere while you were aboard the ship? How about any type of gadgets, displays besides what you already described?
 
The story is fascinating. Is has a lot of the key points of the modern abduction phenomenon. But it has a tone that seems to add to the strangeness that is associated, but rarely reported.

I am very curious about your life now?

What are you doing these days? Can you share something about yourself?

I created a questionnaires on this site last year sometime. I am curious about how you are doing - right now.

Here's the link:
https://www.theparacast.com/forum/10-questions-for-experiencers-t2955.html

thanks for sharing, I appreciate it enormously
Mike C!
 
Fascinating experience. Quite a few people have reported encounters with tall nordic-looking beings. Did they give any indication who they were or where they were from?
No. 'They' never made any mention of that. (If you look at other contactee material you often see the same thing. I think that's deliberate.)
Did you notice any features that might have seemed strange or different from humans?
Well, for the most part they looked (and acted) completely human. Healthy and strong. Maybe the strangest thing in my second encounter was the apparent use of telepathy. Although it didn't stun me much at the time, in retrospect it was a bit weird because you just hear a clear voice in your head, yet later on in the encounter they spoke normally, vocally wise.
In 2002 I had another close encounter in broad daylight and in a public place. There and then I did notice a slightly different anatomical feature. (Will get to that encounter in another post.) Their eyes also can be somewhat 'penetrating' when you look them straight in the face.
Did you notice any writings anywhere while you were aboard the ship? How about any type of gadgets, displays besides what you already described?
I didn't notice any writings. The room was also dimly lit. I did see one man with his back towards me working on a section in a wall that did have displays and dials. I recall seeing a pinkish illuminated dial, kinda like a dot with a half circle above it. At the time the woman was standing beside me and quickly guided me away. I didn't exactly get a chance to roam around and pick up items. The whole episode didn't last longer then 5 to 10 minutes.
 
The story is fascinating. Is has a lot of the key points of the modern abduction phenomenon. But it has a tone that seems to add to the strangeness that is associated, but rarely reported.
I am very curious about your life now?
What are you doing these days? Can you share something about yourself?
I created a questionnaires on this site last year sometime. I am curious about how you are doing - right now.
thanks for sharing, I appreciate it enormously
Mike C!
Hi Mike. Thanks for showing an interest. I do want to make myself clear that I don't consider myself an abductee. My first encounter did have some of the hallmarks but that would be the only one I would label 'negative'. And to be honest I'm not too pleased about that experience. Getting tacked like an animal is not my idea of respect. On the other hand I often wonder about the mechanics involved here. Maybe the implant was taken out during my second experience? I don't know. Maybe there are multiple scenarios here.
You seem to connect a lot to the abduction phenomenon and partly that's correct, however the other part you should connect to is the contactee phenomenon. I would categorize them as 2 seperate matters.

How am I doing these days? I think the best word would be; recovering. The last 5 years have been hard - family wise. Lost my stephfather, sister and mother in that order, all from cancer. Maybe that also explains why I'm all piss and vinegar sometimes on the forums. Currently unemployed, and couldn't care less about working for some corporate @$$hole with dollar signs in their eyes.
I'll fill out your questionnaire later but I have to ask, why the psych evaluation Mike? Are you into psychology related to the UFO phenomenon?

Thanks.
 
Welcome and thanks for sharing. About this:

she said something like "do you want to see a space ship?" [...] I open my eyes and we were standing in a circular/eliptical room.

Did you feel like you and the others were actually on a space craft?

In other words, how literally do you interpret this memory?
 
Wow definitely fascinating stories! I'd like to hear more! Did you remember any smells? Did your weight feel the same? (any change in your sense of gravity or the weight of the air or anything?). Any difference in breathing the air? (felt heavier or lighter to breathe?). Did everyone there feel friendly? Any 'windows'? Please share more about the wall the guy was working on and any other dials and instrumentation, etc. :)

Bixyboo
 
Welcome and thanks for sharing. About this:
Did you feel like you and the others were actually on a space craft?
In other words, how literally do you interpret this memory?
I don't know if I was actually on a space craft. I didn't enter one from the outside like you'd hear in other stories, it was more like - 'poof' and I was in another place. The room itself would lend itself to the inside of a space craft, but on the other hand I didn't look through a porthole (or something of that nature) and see outerspace or high altitude.

How literally do I interpret this memory? Good question. I've contemplated about that for years, decades, and after much soul searching I think it was real. My brain tells me it was real. It doesn't have the feel of being a dream. I know in my gut something happened that night. I've had other ocassions as a kid where I would fall asleep and being woke up by another family member and being put to bed properly. That has a totally different 'feel'.

Thanks for that question. After all this time I'm still trying to put those experiences into proper perspective so I don't mind some challenging questions. In an awkward way that also helps.

I also want to avoid using my imagination to fill in the gaps. So if I sound abrupt at times, that's more a sign of lack of clearity (on my part) then a refusal to answer your questions fully.
 
Wow definitely fascinating stories! I'd like to hear more! Did you remember any smells? Did your weight feel the same? (any change in your sense of gravity or the weight of the air or anything?). Any difference in breathing the air? (felt heavier or lighter to breathe?). Did everyone there feel friendly? Any 'windows'? Please share more about the wall the guy was working on and any other dials and instrumentation, etc. :)
Bixyboo
Hi Bixyboo. Lots of questions. I'm going to be short where I don't have much information to share, ok?
Smells? No, nothing out of the ordinary. Weight? Felt the same. Gravity? Felt the same. Breathing? Felt the same.
Did everyone felt friendly? Yes. It had a very positive feel. As a kid I suppose you feel much more jubilation, not knowing how the world actually works, but despite that it had a very uplifting feel to it. When I got out of bed the next morning I also felt like a million bucks.
Windows? No, not that I recall. The circular light in the floor is what mostly stuck with me.
The guy working the instruments on the wall? Strange, I would have expected more questions regarding the Nordic looking guy. Anyway, I saw that person for a brief moment and I saw his backside. I want to be careful not to augment that memory with my imagination, ok? Tall guy, dark coloured hair. He was working some instruments but his body obscured much of that. I do recall seeing some lit panels and gages but I didn't got a close up view. The woman who was standing beside me also quickly escorted me away.

Shoot, this is turning into a theraputic session for me.
 
I think I should also mention, in all fairness, that I had read some contactee material as a kid when my brother and I demanded that type of book from my mom when she joined a bookclub. The first half of the book was about the (visible) Universe and theories (like the Big Bang) associated with it. The second half of the book dealt with the UFO phenomenon and it's wide range of reports. The stories of George Adamski and Howard Menger were mentioned on a couple of pages, but so was the Hill abduction story, von Daniken, MiB, Kenneth Arnold, Mantell, Hynek, Blue Book and so on.

So I guess there could be an argument for dreaming up the experience, or colouring in the experience with imagination - having a preference. Still, I doubt this was the case. I could have also dreamed up some chocolate Martians that took me to Candy land where there would be an eat-all-you-want buffet. It's pretty complicated, but maybe you just see what you see.
 
I want to relate a third close encounter I had in 2002, which was in a public place and probably the best (clear) sighting I had thus far. First I want to share some background information which lead up to that encounter.

As a teen I stayed pretty much interested in the topic of UFOs and when visiting the library for a school project I would often lend a book about UFOs as well. I read pretty much everything they had on that subject. Blue Book, Vallee, you name it. But growing up, other matters such as friends, going out, women, became far more important. For the longest time my interest in UFOs was on the backburner, but from my late teens on I did have 6 or so UFO sightings so the interest didn't disappear completely.

About ten years ago I got my own iMac 233Mhz and a friend loaned me his internet subscription as a birthday gift. So basically I was using the ISP registered to his name and he did mention not to get into trouble because it would lead back to him.

Well, with the internet and everything that's available my interest in UFOs sparked up again. I also discovered the forums and after some hesitation I started posting on some.
Around that time I found Billy Meier's homepage. Right. . . Anyway, I had a new found interest in the subject so I started reading up on his material and it was still a while before I made posts on the FIGU forum. When I did, it didn't take long to bump into one charming fellow, by the name of Michael Horn. . .

I had discovered that Herr Meier had said that many (if not all) of the contactees (such as George Adamski and Howard Menger) were frauds. I thought that was weird because I had read up on those accounts (Tim Good's book - Alien Base) and there was some supporting testimony, and don't forget that I had my own experiences so I already had an impression that a portion of those accounts could have been genuine.)

Well, it didn't take much time before a long and major head-butting session between me and Mr Horn erupted on the forum. What a piece of work. To continue with the story, Horn 'advised' me to pose a question to Billy Meier himself for some definitive answers. He has his own Q&A section on that forum so I asked him why he labeled people such as Adamski as total frauds why there was some support with eyewitness testimonies.

The reply was something like this; 'Adamski used hypnosis on his friends which lead them to seeing things that weren't there'. Well, that was utter B.S. in my book of course. I don't have so much a problem when people point out inaccurate claims made by Adamski, but don't add pure b.s. to the mix yourself.


This was in September, 2002. On a sunday afternoon I made a subsequent post on the FIGU forum and an hour later I decided to get some take-away Chinese food for dinner. I hopped on my bicycle and peddled over to the Chinese restaurant.
When I got there I locked my bicycle and while doing that I noticed a woman looking straight at me from behind the restaurant window.
Being a man and totally oblivious I thought it was nice I was being looked over by an attractive woman. Next I walk through the door and there was a cue of people waiting to place their orders. I get in cue and I forget to mention that a man also came in at the same time as I did and was standing behind me.

The woman who made eyecontact was sitting on a bench and she was accompanied by two other women who sat beside her and they were chatting. I thought I would 'check' her out because of the previous eyecontact. While I was looking I noticed some peculiar things. She had short dark hair, cropped and a bit backwards. She had the most unusual skin color. A bit like the people from India but not quite, almost a 'bronze' tan. The other thing that stuck out where her blue/grey eyes but the most unusual thing was her higher forehead which seemed to bulge out a bit just under the hairline.

Well, at that moment I could feel something brewing in the back of my mind and I just knew in my gutt she was out of the ordinary. She reminded me of the "Venusians" described so often in the accounts of the early contactees.
Flabbergasted and half panicking I was wondering what to do. The Chinese lady behind the counter yelled out a number and the 3 ladies replied; "already?" (It meant that their dinner order was ready.) While they said that I noticed a sing-songy accent. They spoke in my native language, Dutch, but it had no regional dialect that I recognized.

The 3 ladies got up, walked up to the counter and picked up their meal. I'm still standing in the cue and they are walking my way. Being a bit of a shy person (and a dumbass) I decided to pretend that I hadn't noticed a thing and I looked straight in front of me.
The ladies walk towards me and when that peculiar woman was right beside me she looked me in the face and smiled. . .

They walked out the door and I'm staring at them when they walk out on the street and out of sight. Still flabbergasted I place my order when it was my turn and I sat on the bench. I started reading a newspaper and was checking out the people in the place to see if there were any other "weird" folks.
Two people walk in, a man and a woman. They looked casual but there was something unusual about them, behaviour wise. The moment they stepped through the door they both focused straight away on me. These folks also had blue/grey eyes and quite a penetrating stare.

They walk up to the counter to place their order and at the same time my number gets called up. I walk up to the counter where they were standing and again they were looking at me, almost if they were scooping me out. That was a bit of an uncomfortable moment. I pick up my meal and walked out, hopped on my bicycle and rode home.

At home I was still startled. I didn't expect the 'phenomenon' would come so close.


So you see, I've had my own experiences. My experiences are somewhat similar to what some of the (early) contactees spoke about. I recognize a lot of the mechanics involved here. That's why I defend people like Adamski and Menger to some extent, but not all the way. I think it's quite possible that they had genuine experiences but took some liberties with the truth when they entered the limelight.

I still left out some stuff in my accounts here, but from my perspective, I can safely say; 'They are here.'
 
All disturbing and fascinating, Terrax.

When you heard the voices in your head, how did they sound? Did any sound at all like your voice? Curious.
 
All disturbing and fascinating, Terrax.
When you heard the voices in your head, how did they sound? Did any sound at all like your voice? Curious.
Voices as in plural? No, none of that. In my first experience I didn't see anyone distinct but (when I heard a voice and I'm not sure about it after all these years) it had more the quality of a feminine tone. Second experience like-wise, so no - it didn't sound like my own voice.
 
Moving towards middle-age I'm also less worried about ridicule these days. Anyways, here it goes.

When I was 8-9 years old I was sleeping with my brother in one bedroom. This was in the seventies and we were a low middle-class family those days. I recall waking up one night and having the feeling that something was about to happen and that there was a 'presence' of some sort. I got out of bed, looked in the hallway (the door was open) and I saw a figure standing there.

Interesting posts, and there is something familar in them - that prompts me to make some response - and develop some inquisitiveness.

On the first - you said you have a brother - when you was 8-9, how old was he?

Second, I make the assumption here you are in separate single beds (This was pre- 1980's - we had a more innocent society, I suppose).

Third - What was the colour of the room you was in, and how large was it?

Did you wake in sweats during the experience, did you wake at the bottom of the bed - in an uncomfortable position.

Do you suffer now (or in the past) from Bruxism? and/or Periodic limb movements during sleep?

Also, did you feel tensions existing in the house with relationships and temperaments of the family members?

I hope I haven't been too abrupt (and impolite) by asking these questions-
and they haven't been designed to invalidate your experiences - it's more to make comparisons than to make assertions.

If you get my drift.
 
On the first - you said you have a brother - when you was 8-9, how old was he?
5 years older then me.
Second, I make the assumption here you are in separate single beds (This was pre- 1980's - we had a more innocent society, I suppose).
Yes, we had single beds. Spaced a meter apart or so.
Third - What was the colour of the room you was in, and how large was it?
Phew, I don't recall exactly at the moment what colour it was, it has been some 30+ years. I think it was yellow wallpaper on one side, white at the other. We did shuffle with the bedrooms and often it would be redecorated. Bright colours were also fashionable at the time.
The room itself was 3.5 by 3.5 meters, estimated.
Did you wake in sweats during the experience, did you wake at the bottom of the bed - in an uncomfortable position.
No, I didn't wake up in a sweat. I also woke up in a normal position, on my back - head on the pillow.
Do you suffer now (or in the past) from Bruxism? and/or Periodic limb movements during sleep?
No Bruxism (grinding of teeth). I used to "thumb" (also in bed) a lot around that time so I guess the two would have been incompatible. Also no periodic limb movements at that time. I did have some of that after 2004 when I had a pinched nerve in my lower back, and while laying in bed often I had the tendency to stretch out my right leg but that was strictly caused by the injury. Over time that also disappeared.
Also, did you feel tensions existing in the house with relationships and temperaments of the family members?
Nothing out of the ordinary I would say. Of course there were some "fights" between us kids but nothing extreme. Even after my fathers passing in 1974 we stayed close.
I hope I haven't been too abrupt (and impolite) by asking these questions-
and they haven't been designed to invalidate your experiences - it's more to make comparisons than to make assertions. If you get my drift.
Yes, I think I catch your drift.
 
For a while now I've been trying to understand the 'friction' that contactee stories apparently cause with some researchers and those folks interested in the paranormal and UFOs. My question is;

What's the big problem with seeing a UFO and/or a human-looking ET?
Why the apprehension?

I realise that 'contactees' in the past have made matters more difficult by embellishing or outright lying. Some definitely tried to con everybody and earn a paycheck in the process. Some even were psychopaths, not much different then Jim Jones. There are and were the cult-like figures with their "Alien spiritual philosofy. But let me ask you an honest question; 'can those same type of folks be found in other areas besides UFOs and the paranormal?' Can you trust a politician in always telling you the truth?

Another point I want to make here is that when you really delve into the contactee stories you'll find that most of them are surprisingly brief with not much information shared. The ones you probably know about are from those persons who chose to step into the public arena, but there are many more people who didn't. Those stories have a much better chance of being accurate since the person didn't seek the limelight and often just related their stories with no gain whatsoever.

I've also noticed that UFO researchers from 'the Ufological middle' or school of 'serious ufology', are rather quick to dismiss the entire contactee phenomenon. I'm not saying that all of them do, but there are those researchers who accept that UFO are here, that there is some evidence to justify them, but then they grind to a halt when the Extra Terrestrial Hypothesis looms around the corner and start dismissing those people that step further then they do. I don't think that's very objective and openminded.

I suppose everything has a purpose and that the world of Ufology aint that different from our every day lives. We all pick our friends in school, choose what church to go to, and choose our political leaders. We all start making preferences and act towards how we think the world should be. Whether you realise it or not, you choose your reality. And UFOs seem to mess with that, don't they?
 
My biggest problem with stories from many "contactees" is that much of what I hear can be associated with sleep disorders. Anytime I hear someone say "I couldn't move and I felt a presence holding me down," I tend to get annoyed because I've experienced that and I know it wasn't aliens or anything paranormal since my wife was there to see it happen the last few times. I guess the things I have experienced have made me more of a skeptic than believer.
However, I am only referring to that, because that's what I know. For those that have experienced strange things with other people while awake (and are not out-right liars, or have mental health issues), well that's something that can't be explained just yet.
 
My biggest problem with stories from many "contactees" is that much of what I hear can be associated with sleep disorders. Anytime I hear someone say "I couldn't move and I felt a presence holding me down," I tend to get annoyed because I've experienced that and I know it wasn't aliens or anything paranormal since my wife was there to see it happen the last few times. I guess the things I have experienced have made me more of a skeptic than believer.
However, I am only referring to that, because that's what I know. For those that have experienced strange things with other people while awake (and are not out-right liars, or have mental health issues), well that's something that can't be explained just yet.
Thanks for your honest reply 'A of I'. Me personally, I wouldn't label my experiences as sleep disorders. I've had some sleepless nights or altered states of consciousness (for example) due to preparing for a school exam or knowing that a loved one would soon pass away. For me, it's not the same thing. I guess that's hard to relate to someone, and that's why I don't blame you for being skeptical.

Like I mentioned in my previous posts, I did embark on a lot of soul-searching and if my own personal doubts had the upper hand, I wouldn't mention my experiences here at all. It just has a different 'feel' to it then sleep disorders.
 
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