The Interaction of Universal Species

The following personal account is from an AboveTopSecret thread. No revisions have been made:

For those who want to believe, I will offer you a true report, one that you have NEVER heard before, and one that I am of age to tell. I am older now, in my early forties, and like many, the older we get, the less we worry about how society perceives what we say. So before I tell it the way it really is, understand this, I could care less if someone calls this report a whacknut, simply because I don’t care. This is a true report of life events, and will blow some minds, and for those who read it all, a miracle will unfold. A miracle that has always been right underneath your nose.

My earliest recorded memory “through hypnotism” was prior to birth, and when I described the memory to my parents, it was verified, the living room I described as well as the contents within, and the visiting family, it was all real, and it took place when my mother and father first met, before I was conceived. Strange? But definitely true.

My earliest memories of childhood are about 3 years old, had a little girlfriend, blonde, named Allison, we didn’t communicate too well verbally, but, we were neighbours, and we played together. The other memory is my room in the apartment my parents had, and my little sister who was only one at the time. She was just learning to walk and make basic grunts and giggles. I used to go to my room, when I was called by the hum, by what many of you refer to as aliens, not greys, at least not yet, these beings I was communicating with looked more like nothing you have ever seen or had described in alien Hollywood. They were definitely friendly, there was always a “hum”, the humming sound would always let me know they were in there, inside my room waiting for me. There was enough of them to surround my bed, and they communicated to me, not by words as they have no mouth, but by thought, feelings, not a verbal language, but their eyes were like thought windows.

I was always amazed when one of my parents would walk in to the room and they would suddenly vanish from around my bed as the doorknob turned, it at the time, seemed fun and I wanted to do it as well. I did understand these beings, I couldn’t really speak much myself, very basic vocabulary at 3 years old, but I did understand them. I was a child of my parents on Earth, but I did not belong to my parents on Earth. This I understood and I also understood there was a recognition of each other, between myself and the beings, we knew each other, and they were interested in my well being on Earth. The messages I felt from them were more like “babysitters” wanting to keep me entertained, and then, at times, more like I was an “investment”, something they were nurturing. The strongest feelings they communicated were that somehow, I was once with them.

From there, life experience as usual, nothing out of the norm, but I always sensed their presence. One day, when I was 7 or 8 years old, I was playing on the roof of my house, having climbed a large tree to jump on the roof. My parents told me to get down, so I did, literally. I jumped off the roof into the tree and missed the branches and fell head first and blacked out. I heard a hum and a voice of my grandfather yell something out. Next thing I knew I was hanging upside down head first with my hairs on my head sweeping the concrete.

I was caught by an unnatural force, only an inch from head on impact with the concrete patio. My grandfather years later told me although he never yelled out when I was falling, he was thinking those exact words in his head as he heard the falling from the tree and could tell by the speed of the branches cracking, it was not good, and that is when he thought the words I clearly heard. From there, again, nothing unusual occurred until I was 13 years old.

Then, a new chapter, one night, a school night, I picked up a book at 11 PM sharp and started reading the “preface” of the book, and then I decided to put it back up on the shelf my grandfather built. It was now 7 AM, and I had to go to school, 8 hours disappeared within a single minute. This leads up to where I started of my first memory, before the womb, I later used hypnotism to remember what happened during the 8 hours that night that vanished in what seemed to be a few paragraphs.

What happened in those 8 hours, a major light flash came through my window to the West, and suddenly these beings came walking through the wall, around my bed, levitated me with them into a vessel hovering above the house, and I was inside. These beings were of the same origin as the ones I would communicate with when I was 3, and they still meant no harm. They again bonded with me, communicating feelings without speech, again, they have no mouths like we do. Then they introduced me to what many refer to as a grey. This grey was not harmful as well, in fact, the being seemed very bored with what apparently was a job task. I was the task. The being, or grey if you will, was the psychologist, or the one who was communicating a variety of questions to me, analysing and observing my feelings and responses. The grey does not use a mouth to communicate, like the others, the grey communicates thought.

There were no horrible experiments, there has been no horrible interactions. I can’t speak for all, so when I say they seem benevolent, this is only my experience. Others may be telling the truth about some serious horrifying experiences, however, I can not. The importance of the meeting when I was 13, is it left an impression with me somehow, that I was able to communicate thoughts. For two weeks after the event, I was clearly able to interpret people’s thoughts. I challenged people to write things down and put it in their pocket, and I would tell them the answer with precision, They would write the weirdest things and test me, I was able to feel their exact thoughts, for two weeks, and just like that, the ability disappeared, completely.

I have to say now, everything I am writing is the truth, of course, I like anyone have debated my own self, trying to make a more human sense of my events, but, as I am older now, I know the difference between imagination and confirmation. The events were 100% real, and I know this, and could care less about the skeptic who may be jealous because they want to experience proof. Well, I am leading to the proof at the very end.

In my adult life, I have done highly articulate jobs, I have been highly involved in employments and activities that involve government, law, and commerce. I am highly professional, and highly rebel, I don’t agree with what I have learned. I hate the words, “it is better to have loved and lost than to not have loved at all”, and I highly agree with the adage, “ignorance is bliss”. When you know too much, and you have seen too much, and you have been inside the circle, it screws with your perceptions of reality. Or for the most part, the human reality, the experience we have temporarily here on Earth. I would much prefer to go back in time, and know nothing of what I know now, I truly understand what it means when they say the human psyche can only handle so much.

I have seen UFOs as they are referred to, the ones like “Close Encounters of the Third Kind”, the Triangular one, the ones that are like massive orbs that split apart. I have seen them up damn close, too close for comfort. I have also seen them from long distances, and the only way to explain this is like panning for gold. People that don’t have experience with gold are not sure of what to look for, but those who have seen it, can identify it quick.

My children have experienced them, and one night, they pointed them out to me, in fact, the triangular one was hovering above our house, close enough to throw a baseball at and hit the bottom, but now, they dismiss it, because the human psyche. Keep in mind, the children I refer to, the one who pointed the triangular vessel out, that it was right above our home, she was 16 years old, more than old and mature enough to clearly make a decision of what she was identifying metres above our rooftop.

What follows, was the obvious confirmation, the one that (rhymes with “ducked”) me up completely. The confirmation of purpose. It had been over 25 years since their last communication with me, that I can consciously remember anyways. I was woke up and this time, it was a being I never encountered before, and I will not describe the being, simply because the human imagination will not perceive the description, best way to summarize it. I could try and describe the features of the beings I communicated with when I was three, but not this one, would be moot at best to try and explain. However, no verbal communication, seems that all communication is by thought transference. Only way to explain it, when you feel shocked and your whole body tightens up, it is a feeling, it is definite and real, and it is the same as communicating with these beings. It is definite and real, however, it is feelings for the most part, but this last being, actually thought in the English language, spoke thoughts to me in clear and indisputable English.

Confirmation! Most people want this, most people want direct communication that they can consciously remember, most people want to travel the stars or see a grand miracle, I encourage those who do, think again. The human psyche is a bio-design, it is fragile in nature and can only handle so much “non human reality” or “depression”, before it collapses into post traumatic stress disorder. All humans are built of the same design, and all are fragile, you really don’t benefit as a human being to deal directly with out of world experiences that defy human logic. So understand now, this report is not exciting, but it is true, in every letter, it is fact that I know without doubt, and without needing to believe, it is true, and it is ominous in nature, not to the world, but to the human mind. It has literally nearly destroyed me in every cell of my body, so leave the supernatural to Hollywood and you are better off, because when it enters your life, it (rhymes with “ducks”) you up.

What I have not mentioned as of yet in this report, is what exactly has been communicated to me since I was three, and for good reason, I have left this all out. I have left out both the general feelings of communication and the specific words spoken. What I will tell you, is what most of you know, they are real, and they are a part of Earth as much as we are. I could tell you specifics, however, I have learned the hard way, even if they do drop down in front of you and talk to you directly, your mind will cause you to ask hard questions, “did you have an illusion?”, “was this a set up by a government agency?”, “were you dreaming?”, the physical mind designed and nurtured on Earth seeks Earthly explanation, as per the limitations of the physical design. No proof will ever be proof enough! This is why it is important not to mention what was said, simply because, you will question this report alone. I do not question writing this report, I know this report is as real now as my meeting with a friend for coffee, as my meeting with these beings were just as real in every way. I don’t believe, I know.

For today, this population will seek magic and miracles, and for tomorrow, this population will continue to seek to explain the unexplained. Since the beginning of recorded time, all cultures have tried to connect with higher beings and looked for supernatural explanation. This is, was and always will be an inherent element of the physical design and psyche of the human being. I can only surmise why government departments will not disclose truth, but I can assure you it is definite, they will not because they know society will freak. You have to experience something to truly understand it, and the guys in government who have, they are right, keeping a lid on this is the best interest of national security.

There is a reason why the human population expanded to billions over a few hundred years and why science, medicine and technology advanced beyond imagination over the last few hundred years as well. There is a higher agenda, and there is a human agenda, and the fact is, the agenda is no different than your own, no different than your neighbour or co-workers agenda, the agenda is self achievement and social betterment for their own.

I will leave it at this, the being I communicated with last defies the beings that preceded since I was three, and this final being, would be likened to an advanced being to the beings us humans would call advanced. Call them what you will, ET’s, greys, what have you, but the beings that are entering Earth constantly in secrecy are primitive in knowledge compared to this final being I communicated with. The universe does not need to unfold, it already has; and you don’t need to understand it because you are already a part of it. The battle between good and evil doesn’t stop on your street or workplace, it does not stop between countries, it does not stop between human kind and the races visiting and positioning for dominance, the battle exists throughout the universe.

The problems of Earth never have been, are not and never will be isolated and unique, if you knew what I know now, the vast majority would mentally break down to the point of psychosis. There is a balance between good and evil, and not in the traditional or religious sense as taught here, but this balance, or a “force” as Yoda would put in Star Wars (for the fans of the movie lol), this balance really does exist. Anyways, these events are true and I am of age to be comfortable to talk about it, without fearing the peer pressure of an ignoramus trying to ridicule. Out of respect, I left out the details that would (rhymes with “duck”) you up, because there really is an end to this report, and an end that is inescapable for every living human on Earth right now. For the environment lovers, and the climate change activists, the good news is, do not fear for the Earth, it will always be here and it will never be destroyed.

What I can tell you all, anyone who reads this report, is to read this paragraph carefully.

You are an illusion of cellular form, an extension of the nutrients of the Earth, your bodies are mere mannequins under the control of a consciousness, one that formed the mannequin from mere nothingness. The mannequin or human body, the mind that interprets what is being read right now, was created from a single invisible cell, and it is controlled by this invisible presence called a spirit right now.

You still want to witness something supernatural or a miracle? Go find a mirror, your looking at one.

NOTE: this account has received a fair amount of response on the thread. It's an anecdote that offers many similarities to other personal experiences but also adds some interesting commentary as to how humans perceive these extraterrestrials species and if we could actually adapt to change (or, possibly, the truth)...Lon

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