Post by freshpaint on Nov 1, 2010 14:45:16 GMT -5
You know the saying, " Ya' aint seen nuthin' yet!" Well, that sort of sums up my ET encounter. ;D
Anybody coming here to read about cool ships, flying through space, and freaky little blue dudes with psychedelic skin is going to be very dissappointed. My encounter came with no visuals, but plenty of punch. So here is my story:
Last Wednesday, October 27, 2010 I was trying to apply Lou’s principle of taking opportunities to make great memories. I picked the kids up from the bus stop and said, “Guys, let’s make some Halloween cookies.” I wanted to do something fun with them, that would make great memories for them and me. We had a great time, the apartment was filled with the vanilla smell of sugar cookies. I made a great early dinner and we had a lovely sit down meal, the three of us. They had cub scouts at 7 pm. So I laid out their cub scout uniforms and told the boys they had some time to play on their computer games before we left for their meeting. I was cleaning up the kitchen, and had the Comcast music channel playing while doing so.
There was just a beautiful ‘Hallmark’ sort of glow about the apartment. I was feeling good about the cookies, the meal, my time with the boys. As I was cleaning in the kitchen, I was sort of doing a mental review about the day, and basking in the glow of my decision to create a beautiful family together time and other attitude adjustiments I had made during the day. The music channel would interrupt my thoughts occasionally. I had placed the cable music channel on the ‘ Singers and Oldies’ station which was playing music from the 1920’s, 30’s and 40’s. Maybe I lived in that time period because all my life I have loved that music.
Occasionally I would wonder, “What is that song?” and stop washing the dishes and look up at the tv which displays the song title, singer, etc. Some of the songs that would make me look up were,” Maybe it’s the Moon,” by Marlene Ver Planck. Another one was Johnny Mathis “ Don’t Get Around Much Anymore.” Another was, “ Swinging on a Star” by Tony Bennett. The one that made me giggle was, “ Thanks for the Boogie Ride, It’s Out of this World” by Gene Krupa. I was thinking, “ All these songs are about what I am thinking about, Lou’s book, Ets, the meaning of life,etc… I guess there are no coincidences, huh?”
About two heartbeats later I felt the room shift, like sort of enlarge. My senses were heightened, and I became very aware. It was if my eyes had a fine film on them that just got removed, although I was never aware of the film in the first place. I had the sensation that my apartment was a box ,which in its physical shape it actually is, but that some extra-dimensional other larger box was being placed over my apartment box. The walls seemed to expand outward and the ceiling seemed to expand upward to fit this larger extra-dimensional space. And then I became aware of being surrounded by beings. There is that scene at the end of the ‘Predator ‘ movie where Danny Glover is in the ET ship and the beings allow themselves to be seen by him. They materialize out of thin air, or simply uncloak themselves so they are allowed to be seen by him. This is exactly the feeling I experienced, although thankfully I couldn’t see them.
It was sort of maddening - I was looking, but it was if my eyesight was a radio signal that wasn’t quite adjusted enough to physically see them, or they were in the range of light that my eyes can’t detect. I just got their presence by the feeling of them. But ‘as sure as the nose on my face’ they were in the room with me. It was like being in an elevator next to someone – you can close your eyes and they are still there. I had ‘people’ in the room with me. They came from all around and surrounded my – or rather they came through my walls of this other dimension into my apartment, which was being supernaturally enlarged somehow.
I got the sensation of 9- 11 beings in the immediate ‘walk-in’ plus others behind them. My brain was given a data dump of information in breathtaking speed- These beings were the ‘suits’, the bosses and they were visiting with the ‘lab engineers/guys in the lab suits.’ There was literally a very diplomatic, formal presence to all of this. I got the sense of a formal introduction of the ‘big cheeses’ to me – and that these were important upper management people and I was very priviledged to be meeting them.
I also got a data dump that they are part of the faction with Milton’s group but that other groups were there to observe that were not necessarily part of this group- and they literally were in other parts of the room standing apart from one another. These factions don’t really like each other, but Milton’s faction is the one pulling the strings and this was their gig here, and whatever was happening in the apartment was their show. IF Milton is a level M on the personnel chart, these guys in the suits from all the factions were a level G and the lab dudes with them are about a level C. The other beings in the background were the worker bees that actually push the paper around and run the ‘lab’- level A and B dudes. By the way, they all felt male.
My brain had enough time to say mentally, “ Ohhhhhhhhh…. Ummmm…. Hello there… and greetings.”
Now what was going on, I had no idea. But the most interesting part is I was not afraid. Now I am pretty much a crybaby and fraidy cat. I don’t like horror movies and get easily spooked. But here I was in the most surreal experience in my life, the suburban mom, and I was standing there calm. My brain wasn’t frying and I actually was extending greetings to extraterrestrial visitors. What the f**k!?
In the next moment the apartment again slightly altered itself and I felt like I was now on a stage, with floodlights. The feeling was between a stage and a business meeting podium. There was a shift in the room and there was an announcement in my head, “Let us begin.”
As if on cue, my youngest son runs into the room, crying and upset followed quickly by my older son. They seem to have had not one clue about what has just happened in the apartment, and in fact are not remotely aware of extratrerrestrial beings surroundings us. When they run into the room, it is as if the beings are vaporous, and the literally run right through them.
They were fighting and upset. I will use another movie scene to help recreate the scene unfolding before me in my apartment. Remember the scene in the first ‘Lord of the Rings’ movie when Frodo and his hobbit friends come to the elven kingdom to decide what to do about the ring? And the ring is sitting in the middle of the circle during the meeting and it starts to exert force on the surrounding group, causing the group to erupt into arguments, anger, and dissension? Well that pretty accurately describes what happens next .
My children and I begin to interact and become irritated with each other to the point that I feel my anger rising. I am a very patient person, and only three people in my life can really make me loose control of my anger– my sister and my two children. Even my husband doesn’t get my ire up like my kids. So we are arguing about my sons getting ready for their cubscout meeting, and they are bickering with each other, and being difficult and my anger is rising and rising. I hate this feeling, because I can tell it is going to be hard to control.
Like a volcano ready to blow, the ET presense seems to be very interested in this interaction. And in fact on some level I realize that our emotions are being manipulated for this very effect- dissension and anger. The ‘lab personnel’ seem poised with data monitors, and something like clipboards. All the ETs in the room are quiet and riveted to the three of us arguing, as if we were a play on a stage.
As I am arguing, and the rage is building, somehow something happens in my brain, almost like I remember a long forgotten memory. And there is a realization that I am part of ongoing ET experiments and in fact have been for a long time. This experiment happening right now, in real life, in my apartment is happening for a very specific reason. And that reason is to see how I handle my anger and how something- and I don’t really understand what that ‘thing’ is – how some part of my brain will functions now that I know I am part of ET experiences, and especially since I have that information as a part of Milton’s faction via reading Lou’s books and info.
Then there is the dreadful climax of my anger, and there is a slight ‘snap’ in my head in that back low part of my head where the primal ‘reptilian’ ( yes, spooky huh, it is called ‘reptilian’) part of the brain resides. I loose control of my anger and scream at the kids.
The whole atmosphere shifts. My anger outburst seems to have been the climactic moment that all the attendants have been waiting to see. The tension and feeling of animosity dies as quickly as it came – like some machine generating the feelings in the first place was turned off. My kids are now crying and repentant. I am feeling utter remose and get on my knees and hug first my youngest and then my oldest, telling them apologies.
The ETs are now totally disinterested in us. They are talking amongst themselves. Some sort of data gathering machines are whirring away behind the big cheeses, and the executives are not saying much. The ‘lab personnel’ are busy with some sort of biometric data gathering and they are the discussing stuff busily amongst themselves. I can’t understand what they are saying, but it seems the content was about the data they have gathered from the ‘experiment.’
Two of the data gatherer types sort of disengage from the group and give me a ‘We are done now’ brain message. No ‘farewells,’ no ‘goodbye.’ Just a very formal sort of ‘This session is over’ sort of thing, and they seemed to be in a hurry to get onto their next gig.
And all the ET slid away out of my apartment, and as they go I hear them still discussing stuff that I don’t understand, but I get the sense that this is just one of perhaps many ‘experiments’ that would be conducted this evening.
The apartment goes back to normal. The heightend sensory/ paranormal feeling dissipates from me, I am left to get the kids ready for cub scouts.
Anybody coming here to read about cool ships, flying through space, and freaky little blue dudes with psychedelic skin is going to be very dissappointed. My encounter came with no visuals, but plenty of punch. So here is my story:
Last Wednesday, October 27, 2010 I was trying to apply Lou’s principle of taking opportunities to make great memories. I picked the kids up from the bus stop and said, “Guys, let’s make some Halloween cookies.” I wanted to do something fun with them, that would make great memories for them and me. We had a great time, the apartment was filled with the vanilla smell of sugar cookies. I made a great early dinner and we had a lovely sit down meal, the three of us. They had cub scouts at 7 pm. So I laid out their cub scout uniforms and told the boys they had some time to play on their computer games before we left for their meeting. I was cleaning up the kitchen, and had the Comcast music channel playing while doing so.
There was just a beautiful ‘Hallmark’ sort of glow about the apartment. I was feeling good about the cookies, the meal, my time with the boys. As I was cleaning in the kitchen, I was sort of doing a mental review about the day, and basking in the glow of my decision to create a beautiful family together time and other attitude adjustiments I had made during the day. The music channel would interrupt my thoughts occasionally. I had placed the cable music channel on the ‘ Singers and Oldies’ station which was playing music from the 1920’s, 30’s and 40’s. Maybe I lived in that time period because all my life I have loved that music.
Occasionally I would wonder, “What is that song?” and stop washing the dishes and look up at the tv which displays the song title, singer, etc. Some of the songs that would make me look up were,” Maybe it’s the Moon,” by Marlene Ver Planck. Another one was Johnny Mathis “ Don’t Get Around Much Anymore.” Another was, “ Swinging on a Star” by Tony Bennett. The one that made me giggle was, “ Thanks for the Boogie Ride, It’s Out of this World” by Gene Krupa. I was thinking, “ All these songs are about what I am thinking about, Lou’s book, Ets, the meaning of life,etc… I guess there are no coincidences, huh?”
About two heartbeats later I felt the room shift, like sort of enlarge. My senses were heightened, and I became very aware. It was if my eyes had a fine film on them that just got removed, although I was never aware of the film in the first place. I had the sensation that my apartment was a box ,which in its physical shape it actually is, but that some extra-dimensional other larger box was being placed over my apartment box. The walls seemed to expand outward and the ceiling seemed to expand upward to fit this larger extra-dimensional space. And then I became aware of being surrounded by beings. There is that scene at the end of the ‘Predator ‘ movie where Danny Glover is in the ET ship and the beings allow themselves to be seen by him. They materialize out of thin air, or simply uncloak themselves so they are allowed to be seen by him. This is exactly the feeling I experienced, although thankfully I couldn’t see them.
It was sort of maddening - I was looking, but it was if my eyesight was a radio signal that wasn’t quite adjusted enough to physically see them, or they were in the range of light that my eyes can’t detect. I just got their presence by the feeling of them. But ‘as sure as the nose on my face’ they were in the room with me. It was like being in an elevator next to someone – you can close your eyes and they are still there. I had ‘people’ in the room with me. They came from all around and surrounded my – or rather they came through my walls of this other dimension into my apartment, which was being supernaturally enlarged somehow.
I got the sensation of 9- 11 beings in the immediate ‘walk-in’ plus others behind them. My brain was given a data dump of information in breathtaking speed- These beings were the ‘suits’, the bosses and they were visiting with the ‘lab engineers/guys in the lab suits.’ There was literally a very diplomatic, formal presence to all of this. I got the sense of a formal introduction of the ‘big cheeses’ to me – and that these were important upper management people and I was very priviledged to be meeting them.
I also got a data dump that they are part of the faction with Milton’s group but that other groups were there to observe that were not necessarily part of this group- and they literally were in other parts of the room standing apart from one another. These factions don’t really like each other, but Milton’s faction is the one pulling the strings and this was their gig here, and whatever was happening in the apartment was their show. IF Milton is a level M on the personnel chart, these guys in the suits from all the factions were a level G and the lab dudes with them are about a level C. The other beings in the background were the worker bees that actually push the paper around and run the ‘lab’- level A and B dudes. By the way, they all felt male.
My brain had enough time to say mentally, “ Ohhhhhhhhh…. Ummmm…. Hello there… and greetings.”
Now what was going on, I had no idea. But the most interesting part is I was not afraid. Now I am pretty much a crybaby and fraidy cat. I don’t like horror movies and get easily spooked. But here I was in the most surreal experience in my life, the suburban mom, and I was standing there calm. My brain wasn’t frying and I actually was extending greetings to extraterrestrial visitors. What the f**k!?
In the next moment the apartment again slightly altered itself and I felt like I was now on a stage, with floodlights. The feeling was between a stage and a business meeting podium. There was a shift in the room and there was an announcement in my head, “Let us begin.”
As if on cue, my youngest son runs into the room, crying and upset followed quickly by my older son. They seem to have had not one clue about what has just happened in the apartment, and in fact are not remotely aware of extratrerrestrial beings surroundings us. When they run into the room, it is as if the beings are vaporous, and the literally run right through them.
They were fighting and upset. I will use another movie scene to help recreate the scene unfolding before me in my apartment. Remember the scene in the first ‘Lord of the Rings’ movie when Frodo and his hobbit friends come to the elven kingdom to decide what to do about the ring? And the ring is sitting in the middle of the circle during the meeting and it starts to exert force on the surrounding group, causing the group to erupt into arguments, anger, and dissension? Well that pretty accurately describes what happens next .
My children and I begin to interact and become irritated with each other to the point that I feel my anger rising. I am a very patient person, and only three people in my life can really make me loose control of my anger– my sister and my two children. Even my husband doesn’t get my ire up like my kids. So we are arguing about my sons getting ready for their cubscout meeting, and they are bickering with each other, and being difficult and my anger is rising and rising. I hate this feeling, because I can tell it is going to be hard to control.
Like a volcano ready to blow, the ET presense seems to be very interested in this interaction. And in fact on some level I realize that our emotions are being manipulated for this very effect- dissension and anger. The ‘lab personnel’ seem poised with data monitors, and something like clipboards. All the ETs in the room are quiet and riveted to the three of us arguing, as if we were a play on a stage.
As I am arguing, and the rage is building, somehow something happens in my brain, almost like I remember a long forgotten memory. And there is a realization that I am part of ongoing ET experiments and in fact have been for a long time. This experiment happening right now, in real life, in my apartment is happening for a very specific reason. And that reason is to see how I handle my anger and how something- and I don’t really understand what that ‘thing’ is – how some part of my brain will functions now that I know I am part of ET experiences, and especially since I have that information as a part of Milton’s faction via reading Lou’s books and info.
Then there is the dreadful climax of my anger, and there is a slight ‘snap’ in my head in that back low part of my head where the primal ‘reptilian’ ( yes, spooky huh, it is called ‘reptilian’) part of the brain resides. I loose control of my anger and scream at the kids.
The whole atmosphere shifts. My anger outburst seems to have been the climactic moment that all the attendants have been waiting to see. The tension and feeling of animosity dies as quickly as it came – like some machine generating the feelings in the first place was turned off. My kids are now crying and repentant. I am feeling utter remose and get on my knees and hug first my youngest and then my oldest, telling them apologies.
The ETs are now totally disinterested in us. They are talking amongst themselves. Some sort of data gathering machines are whirring away behind the big cheeses, and the executives are not saying much. The ‘lab personnel’ are busy with some sort of biometric data gathering and they are the discussing stuff busily amongst themselves. I can’t understand what they are saying, but it seems the content was about the data they have gathered from the ‘experiment.’
Two of the data gatherer types sort of disengage from the group and give me a ‘We are done now’ brain message. No ‘farewells,’ no ‘goodbye.’ Just a very formal sort of ‘This session is over’ sort of thing, and they seemed to be in a hurry to get onto their next gig.
And all the ET slid away out of my apartment, and as they go I hear them still discussing stuff that I don’t understand, but I get the sense that this is just one of perhaps many ‘experiments’ that would be conducted this evening.
The apartment goes back to normal. The heightend sensory/ paranormal feeling dissipates from me, I am left to get the kids ready for cub scouts.