r/AlienAbduction

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Hi guys, I just realized time REALLY got away from me (3 years, whoops) and that I never posted what else I remember from this experience. You can read part 1 in the link. Please keep in mind, I was 3-4 during this experience, and yet it's still burned into my mind. Any realization of what things looked like (table from a morgue, chemistry lab, etc.) were realized as I got older and knew what to call them.

After the initial abduction, I had these foggy memories of waking up in a room that was maybe 12"×15" tops. It looked like a high school chemistry lab. I was laying on a stainless steel table like you'd see in a morgue, and I was FREEZING. I sat up, dangled my legs over the edge of the table, and realized I was completely naked. I tried to cover myself and I was terrified. On the table in front of me, there were trays with surgical tools laid out. Above that table was a large observation window. The facility looked like a hospital, but we were underground. There were no windows anywhere other than the observation ones leading to the hallways.

A man in his 30s walks in. He was wearing a white lab coat, glasses, had curly dark hair and was holding a clipboard. He was so kind. He walked up to me and crouched down in front of me as I tried to cover myself up and said, "Hey buddy, what's going on?" I told him that I was really cold, I asked where my clothes were, and told him that "I REALLY didn't want to do the exam. It hurts too much." Best guess is that this wasn't the first time I was taken. He sighed quietly and told me, "I know, I'm sorry. But if we get it done really quick, you get to go play with your friends again!!" I told him in a pleading way that I wanted to play with them, but I really didn't want to do the exam. He sighed louder, paused, and said, "Okay." Gave me a little half smile and looked over to whoever was standing to his left. He sighed again, nodded, stood up, and walked out of the room.

Immediately I became aware that there were other tables in the room with people lying on them. I couldn't remember seeimg them, or anything about who they were, but I remember when "the human" (i called him that later, he was the only human we ever interacted with and they sent him in to reason with us) walked out of the room, these beings walked over to us all and crowded around the tables. There were about 5-6 alien looking beings around each table, so I couldn't see who the people were when I glanced over. I remember they TERRIFIED me because their eyes were too big for their face.

I looked up at the being that the guy had nodded to. I got scared immediately because of her eyes. It felt like female energy coming off of this being. I remember saying, "Sorry!!" to her and feeling guilty because I was scared by the way she looked and she couldn't help it lol. I got this sense that she thought I was adorable for feeling bad that I was scared and she comforted me with her energy for a second. So I laid down on the table and prepared for the worst. I couldn't remember what was about to happen, but I knew that it HURT.

THEN THEY SWARMED ME.

I didn't mean to type that in all caps but whatever lol adds to the memory. One stood by my head, one on each side, and one at my feet. I hear the other people in the room Immediately start losing their shit screaming and crying and it sent me into a panic. They held me down and simultaneously did the following:

- Poked something sharp into my left ear

- Shoved a needle at least 5" long into my left arm

- Cut a tissue sample from my right forearm (the scar all 6 of us have)

- Shoved something SHARP up my nose as far as it would go

- Removed eggs without anesthesia.

It felt like my entire body was being microwaved from the inside out. The entire "exam" lasted 2 minutes TOPS. I know they say your first memories are tied to extreme emotion. Mine were pain and fear. Then it was over. The man in the lab coat came back in, said, "Okay guys. Come with me!!" then walked us across the hall to another room with an observation window.

When we got there, the door closed behind us and the man in the lab coat stood outside with other people and just silently watched. In the room there were about 12-15 kids just silently playing with toys. They all had blonde hair, blue eyes and didn't have emotions on their face. I looked over and it was my siblings standing next to me. After what seemed like forever, probably a few minutes, it clicked for me. I said, "OH!! They just want us to play with them!!" (Which makes me think I'm blending two abduction memories together, this being the first one with the kids, and the exam being a second or third time.)

I crouched down to a blonde girl playing with a toy in front of me. I excitedly said, "Hiii I'm Sam!! Whats your name?!" and was met with silence. She didn't even look up at me. I kept trying to talk to her, but she didn't react. I gave up and sat down on the floor and thought to myself, "I'm so stupid. She's ignoring me." When I heard a girl voice happily say, "I'm not ignoring you!!" I looked up and she was looking at me, mouth closed and not smiling. I said, "Whoa, how did you do that!? You didn't open your mouth!!" I heard her say, "do what?" AND that was the first time I experienced talking telepathically with anyone.

My siblings were completely weirded out and didn't want to engage with these kids. They sent the man in the lab coat back in and he talked to them and told them once they just go play for a bit, they will get the information they needed and we can go back home. My brother's sighed and groaned, but reluctantly walked around the room just looking at the toys. They were all outdated. What I mean by that is like.. there was a teddy bear, a baby doll that the girl was playing with, other kids had toy cars. There was a fire truck, and other things I've never seen before. Like a blackish bluish pyramid that when you touched it, it made you FEEL something. Nothing that looked amusing to a 10 year old, so my oldest brother was so bored and didn't bother to play with anything.

Fast forward to March of 2022.

I had my daughter in Sept and got my fallopian tubes removed in January. She had crushed my gallbladder while I was pregnant, but it was too risky to get it removed until after I had her. So in March it finally almost ruptured and I went in for emergency surgery.

One night, I was laying in bed as my pain meds wore off and I was waiting for the new dose to kick in. The combination of trying to heal from both surgeries through the same entry wounds that were reopened was excruciating. It felt like my insides were being microwaved. Ever since our "exams" as a kid, every little touch is pain to my body and sends it into overdrive panic mode thinking I'm being tortured again. As the pain got unbearable for a minute, I laid flat on my bed and closed my eyes... and I saw it. I had a flash back to the exam room. Suddenly it was like I was BACK there, the other people screaming on the tables and I glanced over. In a split second, I saw my oldest brother on the table next to me, middle brother on the table next to him, and my sister on the one furthest from me. They were all putting up a crazy fight. My middle brother was punching them in the face screaming, "FUCK YOU!!!" over and over and I yelled, "YOU CANT SAY THAT!!" (He was 6-7) then I realized we were all naked and I yelled, "YOU CAN'T HAVE US ALL NEXT TO EACH OTHER NAKED!!" like I was so confused and that's what I was concerned about in my little kid brain. But the pain from surgery made me remember vividly who was in the room with me.

I've done hypnosis therapy and come to realize that EVERYONE in the facility walking up and down the halls were all high-ranking military. I remembered looking at one of the windows and seeing a man in his uniform pause and stand with his hands behind his back just watching us, and I screamed for him to help us. He had zero emotion and just continued to watch us. I also remembered looking up at one point in the hallway while I was playing with the little girl and seeing a few men escorting my parents down the hallway who looked FREAKED OUT frantically looking for us. The men pointed to us and said something like, "See? They're fine." I smiled and waved to them, and they sighed before being taken back down the hallway to another room.

I can't imagine being a parent, being taken from your home in the middle of the night, then separated from your kids surrounded by strangers not knowing what's going on. I feel so bad for my dad. Just knowing he did everything he could and couldn't protect us. There was one night we came home late from a family member's house, and when he parked, all of these eyes looked up and began glowing at us from the field. We didn't see them at first, but my dad did. He gasped and said frantically, "OH MY GOD THEY'RE BACK!!" We laughed at him and were like.. what??? He yelled, "EVERYONE GET IN THE HOUSE!!!" We were like what is his deal??? We went in the house and he shut us in and ran back out with one of those HUGE video recorders you hold on your shoulder lol and he said when he turned on the light, it was about 2 dozen deer staring at him. He never remembered the abductions until things like this would make him panic and he'd be like "oh fuck it's happening again."

I'm up for any questions you have, sorry this is so long but I've been putting off thinking about all of this in detail until recently. Last time I posted my sister filled in some blanks in the comments, maybe she will this time too.

In light of recent news about scientists walking out of their homes without their belongings, I feel compelled to tell my own story, one I have never shared with anyone.

For context, I’m not a scientist, just a lowly software engineer. I moved from a third-world country to a European country in search of work.

But because of crippling self-doubt, shaky command of the local language, and a kind of paralyzing pressure, I couldn’t crack any interviews.

Trying to close the gaps in my skills, I decided to start from the beginning, the very beginning: the transistor. I began revisiting everything from first principles. At the same time, I found myself thinking more and more about human existence, the nature of life, and reality itself.

Somewhere in the middle of that intense focus, I feel like I touched something I was never supposed to touch. And that’s when the strange experiences began.

At first, it was small.

I was building something like a Lego set with a friend’s kid, and we were looking for a specific piece to complete it. Then suddenly, it dropped right between us, as if it had manifested out of nowhere. Even the kid looked confused. He glanced upward and said loudly, “Where did that come from?”

I brushed it off and didn’t think much of it.

But things like that kept happening.

A coin I put in my left pocket would shift into my right. Sometimes it would disappear altogether, only to show up again later. When I played badminton, I could place the shuttle exactly where I wanted, sometimes even where I wanted my opponent to hit it. I beat someone 21–5 whom I normally lose to.

At first, I enjoyed it. I thought maybe I had become some kind of superhero.

But then things started going downhill.

I began getting calls from private numbers.

Whenever I answered, I heard strange sounds, like chittering, and it filled me with dread. Eventually I stopped answering them.

Then I started noticing people watching me. Following me. Sometimes taking photos of me. It made me deeply paranoid.

One day on a train, a Christian missionary started talking to me. He asked what was worrying me, and I spoke with him for a while. Then he asked for my number. I told him to write down his own details on a piece of paper instead, and that I would contact him later.

The moment I said that, he started visibly shaking. He could barely write his own name. Then he looked over my shoulder, his face suddenly filled with terror, and began loudly praying to Jesus. As soon as the train stopped and the doors opened, he ran.

Not long after that, I got a job offer through LinkedIn.

The company was run by two people, a man and a woman, and they interviewed me together. The woman did not speak a single word during the interview. She just sat there, and the whole time her face seemed to be shifting, morphing, changing. They said they wanted to build an AI called Amy. Before ending the call, they scheduled a technical interview for the following week with one of their former employees.

Then something impossible happened.

I was on my way somewhere when I saw that same former employee at a train station. I recognized her from LinkedIn, called her by name, introduced myself, and told her I was looking forward to the interview.

She looked shocked.

Then she told me she wasn’t a software engineer at all. She said she wasn’t even on LinkedIn.

Soon after that, I stopped using my phone entirely. I no longer trusted technology. It no longer felt dependable, or even real.

Then came the day I had been dreading.

I suddenly had this overwhelming feeling that someone was coming to my home. At the same time, I felt an equally strong compulsion to leave immediately, as if something terrible would happen if I stayed.

So I left.

I walked out without my wallet, my keys, or my phone. I just started walking aimlessly for hours, trying to think of a way out, trying to save myself.

Eventually I reached a highway. And then, as if out of nowhere, a police car appeared. They stopped me and started asking questions. I stayed calm, gave them my details, and told them my name.

They called someone, confirmed something, and then arrested me.

I asked why I was being detained, but they never gave me a straight answer. Whether it was deliberate or hidden behind the excuse of a language barrier, I still don’t know. They took me to a police station, fingerprinted me, stripped me, and locked me in a freezing cold cell.

It was unbearably cold.

I kept asking for my clothes back, but they ignored me. Eventually I closed my eyes and started meditating, trying to detach myself from the cold.

When I opened my eyes some time later, there was a blanket in the cell.

No one had come in. I had heard nothing. It was just there, as though it had appeared from nowhere.

I did the same thing again, and a few minutes later, my shirt was in the cell too.

I put it on.

Then the police returned, suddenly urgent and agitated. They pulled me out of the cell and told me to put my pants on. My “real shirt” was lying outside the room, and I knew they knew. Something had changed. During the arrest they had at least been somewhat polite. Now they were openly rough, dragging me, shoving me.

I kept asking where they were taking me. They refused to answer.

They cuffed my hands and legs and threw me into another vehicle.

And somehow, I fell asleep.

When I woke up, we were parked in front of a building. The vehicle wasn’t moving. The police officer beside me felt wrong somehow, not like a human being anymore. Instinctively, I began praying to every god I could think of, Christian, Muslim, Hindu, all of them.

He shouted at me to stop. Then he started kicking me, pinning me down, trying to silence me.

But I didn’t stop.

I opened the car door and cried for help.

There was an old woman on the road smoking a cigarette. She turned toward me, and her face seemed to disappear into blackness. Her eyes were black too, completely black, yet somehow still visible against the darkness of her face.

I felt utterly helpless.

As a last desperate act, I cursed them. I cursed all of them to die.

Immediately, the police officer grabbed me in a chokehold and started rubbing my chest.

Then they put a bag over my head.

I couldn’t see anything after that. They rubbed behind my ears and carried me somewhere, what felt like an operating table. They never let go of my neck. They cut off my shirt and started removing my pants.

At one point they loosened their grip just enough, and I shouted, ‘Allah", not because I am Muslim, but because invoking that name seemed to provoke the strongest reaction from the police in the car.

Then they turned me over and looked at my penis, which is circumcised because of a medical procedure I had as a toddler.

And then they all left.

They simply disappeared.

I remained in a cell that night. The next day they came back. I still avoided looking directly at their faces, but when I did catch their eyes, they were entirely black. No white at all.

They carried me off in chains and, at one point, dropped me on my head.

My tooth broke. It felt deliberate. It felt like they wanted to break it.

After that, they held me in another cell for what felt like around two weeks.

Eventually, someone told me I was being transferred to a detention center. I never looked directly at his face because I was too afraid of seeing those eyes again, but he seemed gentler than the others.

And again, in the car, I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was at the detention center.

Everything was normal there. Human again.

They told me I had only been held at the station for half a day for attacking the police. But they couldn’t produce any official record of my arrest or of any court hearing.

Eventually they gave me a choice: remain in the country or return to my home country.

I chose to go back.

I stayed in detention for around two more weeks and then boarded a flight home. I was afraid the plane would crash, but nothing happened.

After that, I lost whatever “manifestation” ability I thought I had.

Things have been normal ever since.

It has been six months.

There's a lot I need to share here, so I'm going to break this up over several posts just so it's easier for you guys to read. I'm mainly doing this for the people who already understand at least a part of this because they're already going through it... I'm in a much better place with these events because I understand them a hell of a lot better than I did. I hope what I have to say here can help you make some kind of sense about what you're going through yourself, and it becomes easier for you, too. I wish I had this information prior...

I feel compelled to further explain some things, too, that I was leaving out of earlier posts. I think it'll help you make some sense out of my views on this now.

>The Experiment

I want to start with what happened at the hospital and how I've been doing since... I'm doing so much better partly because my little experiment worked. The meds they give us do affect them. It's why so many people report a decrease in high strangeness after getting on them. And I'm NOT here to tell you which ones. I'm not a medical professional, so in no way should I be doling out medical advice publicly. I'll just say that certain medications seem to have an off label usage for experiencers/contactees that help give us some space from certain stressful parts of the High Strangeness events. I used to think it was simply an Intention thing... That taking the meds was a way of telling them "No"... not anymore. These things that attach to us, the meds DO affect them, too. In stronger ways than they do us. I'm assuming it's because of the size difference so they have a lower tolerance, so it works with lower dosages.

>As for the hospital... It sucked.

-I submitted myself for a 72 hour hold. They took 108 hours of my life. 4 and a half days with nothing to do beyond reading a book, walking the hallway (when a fat ass like me chooses to walk, there's something seriously wrong) and taking multiple hot showers a day (it's the only thing there that actually felt good). -The food was crap but edible. That's about all I have to say about it. -They had a TV in the common area, but man... Most of the people there had more issues than I do, so I didn't feel comfortable being around them. Some of them were violent, and loud, so I felt safer on my own. -There was no kind of therapy offered, just medications. Wake up at 7am, pill, breakfast, kill hours on your own till lunch, kill hours on your own until another pill and then dinner. Then kill hours until bed. They let you sleep all day if you wanted, but I had too much to think about and go over to waste whatever time I had.

My "friends" left me alone for my time there. I'd been begging them for a break... I think they finally understand HOW desperate I was for one and granted it. I still had some experiences, but mostly when I was falling asleep (detailed in a bit)... The vibrations were still happening throughout the day but far less often and they were weaker. My "Passenger" really was being affected by the meds. It felt like a minor win, and I had a clear path forward: I knew how to get a break from her when I needed one (during the sexual experience, she "told" me she was a female with a thought, and she actually gets angry if I misgender her).

I also noticed inside that the uh... "Texture" of the vibrations had changed. I think they had been different for a few days and it just took me getting a bit of distance from them to really grasp it... They feel like energy now. And it actually seem to respond immediately to my thoughts. I think of a specific body part and the energy is right fuckin there instantly. I'm starting to wonder if this is actually the beginning stages of a Telekinetic ability, and I just need to work out how to make that "Energy" move externally in order to interact with matter around me. I'm also wondering if it's not really my ability, but belongs to my Passenger and she's just letting me use it (I'm going to get into this in a later post).

The voices and thoughts I've been experiencing at night... It only happens when I'm in the middle of falling asleep, which I think is close to meditating. So I have to wonder if I'm actually experiencing a new/borrowed ability around that, too... We all know the fucking name... I remember a few days before I got out, I was laying in bed around midnight. I closed my eyes and I felt a presence of sorts. With me and just to my left. It felt like it belonged there, and it took a few moments for it to freak me the fuck out. I was alone in the room, I had no roommates. Once it clicked it shouldn't be happening, I ripped my eyes open as quickly as possible and the feeling stopped... "That was a little kid... A little fucking boy... WHAT THE FUCKING SHIT?!! 👀" There were NO kids on the floor.... I couldn't hear his voice, but I could pick up his thoughts. They faded though, so I can't remember what he wanted. He was def aware of me though, I think that's why he was there...

When I described what they were doing to me as "changing me"? I think I was closer than I realized, it just wasn't in the way I was scared of... Overwriting my conciousness with their own. Further explanation on that in another next post, too, let's just say they leaned heavily on that fear to scare me. But I think they had a good reason to...

The thing I'm sure most people won't want to read: I need to stop the meds if I really want to understand what happened to me; if they really DID make the changes I think they did. The medication I'm on... It does affect my abilities. That "spacetime stretching" effect I detailed earlier... That's gone. For the first time in my life that I can remember, walking and driving aren't causing it anymore. I checked for it in the hospital, I had to fucking know what these meds were doing to me, and if that was gonna be an effect from them. I must've walked at least a mile in the hallway, round and round... I stopped just to see if it was really going to be gone like I thought... It was indeed. No idea why, but our abilities get numbed by certain meds. Maybe they were never ours to begin with but only borrowed and the meds cut us off from our Passengers and all the abilities they provide... Hard to know either way... All I know is these things DO decrease our abilities. And if I really want to play with the "new" ones to learn about them, then I need them at full strength.... I'm absolutely keeping the meds, I have a feeling I'll need them at some point. But I need to know right now, more than I need what the meds are providing.

I think for my next post I'm going to start delving into my history a bit so these posts might fall a little more solidly for some people. I'll just say this isn't my first account, so you might've read about some of my experiences before...

I woke up around midnight in the living room to an overwhelming high-pitched frequency inside my head—like an old CRT TV sound when the volumes off , but a hundred times louder. I was completely paralyzed, couldn’t scream, couldn’t move. The terror was overwhelming. Everything went black.

Next thing I remember, I was lying on a freezing metal table. I sat up and saw a strange, organic-looking screen in front of me—like it was alive, changing colors the way geckos do, displaying pixelated images. To my right I sensed two tall figures standing there, naked, with skin that looked a different color. I tried to turn my head to see them, but some unseen force kept yanking my gaze straight ahead.

I fought it—my mind screamed to sit up, to look—but my body started lying back down against my will. I blacked out again.

I woke up in a different part of the house around 6 or 7 a.m., still paralyzed, that same deafening frequency ringing in my skull. I was screaming inside my head, completely trapped, until it finally faded. I was left shaking, terrified, but at least I could move again.

i have only told maybe 4 people my whole life cause I can tell people think I'm crazy or dumb or both I was around 10 I think I just remember that horrible sound like a frequency for each side of the brain to paralize me and it wasn't heard with ears it was more inside my brain but sounded sort of like I was hearing it

Beamed by a UFO: Ten True Cases

by Preston Dennett

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UFOs are well known for sending down brilliant beams of light onto the ground, onto vehicles, and especially onto people. These beams of light can come in many different colors. They can be wide or narrow. And they can exhibit many properties that far exceed the capabilities of normal light beams. They can heal wounds, cause burns, levitate, communicate, paralyze, pull people through solid objects such as walls or ceilings, and cause a wide variety of psychological effects. They make it very clear that our own understanding of the electromagnetic spectrum remains woefully incomplete.

Why are UFOs sending down these beams of light? How do they produce these incredible effects? What is it like to be “beamed by a UFO?” This video presents ten firsthand accounts, spanning decades and coming from across the planet, and vividly recounts people’s experiences of being struck by a UFO beam of light. It answers many of the questions surrounding this unique aspect of UFO behavior.

AUG 25, 1972: TITUSVILLE, PA. While driving along Route 408 in Rockdale township, newspaper editor Frank Holowach was puzzled by the appearance of a strange twinkling light in the night sky. When it blinked out and reappeared, Frank realized he was seeing a genuine UFO. At first he was excited. But then it moved closer, shined a light on him, and his car began to vibrate strangely. Then he felt himself vibrating. And when he felt a strange magnetic force pulling on him, he realized that he was experiencing something supernatural.

FEB 1956: CHOISY-LE-ROI, FRANCE. Mademoiselle Roi (age 41) was driving along Road 186 when she heard a loud hissing noise and saw a brightly-lit object along the roadside. She pulled over and was amazed to see landed UFO and short humanoids beneath. She jumped from her car and ran to the ETs, trying to grab one of them. At that moment, a beam came from the craft and struck her, paralyzing her to the spot.

APR 1960: PUY-DE-DOME, FRANCE. One evening baker and former Air Force officer Germain Tichit was drawn outside by colored lights and a loud noise. Going to investigate, he came upon a landed UFO. He watched a small figure emerge. Realizing that it was an ET, he lunged forward to capture it. The ET quickly whipped out a tube-like device and pointed it at Germain, emitting a laser-like beam of light. Germain felt a suffocating sensation, but he pressed forward, intent on capturing the ET.

OCT 30, 1967: BOYUP BROOK, AUSTRALIA. It was 9:20 in the evening as Alexander Spargo (age 37) drove at 65 mph along the Kojonup-Mayanup Road. Without warning his motor stopped, his headlights went out and a brilliant tube of light focused on him from above and ahead. Looking up he saw a huge saucer-shaped craft. It was then that he noticed, to his shock, his car had come to a complete stop. He had no memory of this. And when the beam retracted, he was even more shocked to see that his car was again racing along the road.

APR 5, 1974: MOUNT OLIVE, NC. Newspaper reporter Nelson Bland had heard about recent sightings in the area, but as he drove along Highway 117, he was shocked to see a strange pulsating light in the sky. As it zoomed closer, he could now see it was a classic flying saucer. He grabbed his camera and was about to take a picture when he was engulfed by a brilliant beam of light from the UFO. Terrified, Nelson dropped his camera. “I almost fainted,” he said.

May 26, 1977: SALISBURY NORTH, AUSTRALIA. When teenagers Brenton Clark, Alex Medaras and their friend went biking in the fields behind their homes, they had no idea that they were about to have an unforgettable encounter with a UFO. After setting down their bikes in a creek-bed, they were shocked to see a beam of light shine down on their bikes, causing them to glow. Brenton jumped forward and touched the light. He was instantly thrown down to the ground by the beam, and the other two boys dove for cover. Then they looked up and saw the UFO.

SEP 1978: DILHORNE, ENGLAND. It was 1:30 a.m., and Stephen Colclough and his girlfriend were driving along a country road. Looking up, they saw strange red and white lights in the sky. Without warning, a huge black object loomed up in front of them and struck them with a powerful searchlight. Says Stephen, “It was absolutely terrifying…It was the most frightening thing I had ever seen.”

SEP 10, 1981: PLYMOUTH ENGLAND. As Denise Bishop was about to step into her apartment, she looked up and saw a massive UFO shining down colorful beams of light. At first she was entranced by its beauty, but realizing how strange it was, she turned to rush inside. But she never made it. The UFO sent down a pencil-thin green beam of light, striking her hand, causing her to become totally paralyzed. As it retracted, she was freed from immobility and ran inside. That’s when she noticed the burn-mark on her hand.

NOV 28, 1981: STARKS, ME. Kenos Henry had just drove up to his home when he saw a UFO. It was the third time he had seen one of the strange craft, only this time it sent down a thin beam of red light right through his windshield and into his eyes. As he rushed away, the craft followed. Later that night, Harold Hendsbee and his wife were driving home when they were confronted by a UFO which blocked the road and struck them with a brilliant light. And that was just the beginning of what was happening in the small town of Starks, Maine.

JAN 8, 1984: FRAMINGHAM, MA. An anonymous witness woke up in bed to a startling sight. A mysterious green shaft of light was shining in through his bedroom window. It was aimed directly into his right eye, causing heat and pain. At the same time, he could hear a strange whirring sound and saw the faint outline of a being.

These cases show how truly powerful these beams of light can be. They show that the ETs have a profound understanding of the capabilities of the electromagnetic spectrum, and they know how to use it to do things that border on the miraculous. Cases like these have volumes to teach us about the uses of light, and about how ETs behave, and their agenda on our planet.

Beamed by a UFO: Ten True Cases

I'll be working on a much longer post soon with more recent info... I'm still trying to make sense of a lot of this.

Apologies for the tone of the ending of my previous post. I was in a bad head space with the contact events I was going through. They were fucking with me hard in extremely successful attempts to scare me. I was being misled about the nature of the events. More on that soon...

I just wanted to share that I checked myself into a mental health clinic last week and spent a long 5 days there. I had reason to believe the meds I would receive there would help create some space for me and get them to back off. It was successful... More on that soon, too. I just wanted to let anyone who cares know that I'm fully out of crisis mode and understand what was happening differently than I did at the time. I think they did change me and they leaned HARD into the fears I was having in order to accomplish it. I promise I'll explain further soon. I'm heading up to Montana tomorrow to stay with family and hopefully get some space from my "friends" in the UFOs for a bit.... I need time to process everything that happened this month and I'm hoping relocating for a while will provide it.

I’ve had a couple of experiences that I can confirm as UAP/UFO encounters in my life. The one I’m going to detail is the most vivid and surreal moment of my life and have since hesitated to speak about it outside of close friends or family. (Sorry this post may be long but I want to share my experience)

It was about 5 years ago atp; I had a strange spell of waking up at 3:33am over the course of about 4 days. I went to bed at various times and conditions since I’m a slight insomniac and late night gamer. But for 3 nights consecutively I would awaken at 3:33am for no apparent reason. The reason I know it was 3:33 was because at the time I had a digital alarm clock near my bedside that I could see. On the fourth night I awoke at 3:34 am, confused and thinking maybe whatever cycle I was going thru was over I laid in bed for another minute or so. Then at 3:35am I heard what could only be described as extremely low, loud frequency hum just turn on above my room. It was instantaneous, no wind up, no point of origin other than just immediately over my room outside. Like a spaceship powered on no joke. The bass and frequency was intense, the only way I could describe it was as if you got a speaker and had it emit a loud low frequency continuously and had it oscillating, but as it moved farther away from directly above me it displayed a Doppler effect. Much like a fire engines siren getting louder as it gets closer to you and quieter as it moved away. But it sounded from a singular point and oscillated over my room. Moving from directly over my bed, to the left and right ends of my room that much I could discern again from the Doppler effect. It was loud and mechanical sounding in nature. It hovered for what seemed to be 20-30 seconds and literally sounded like it floated away while still oscillating the low frequency hum. But I distinctly remember a tingling sensation throughout my body, the vibration also shook my room and it felt like my atoms were frozen or vibrating. And idk if it was fear or confusion or the realization of what I was experiencing wasn’t ordinary but I felt like I couldn’t move and that I could be seen by whatever it was. I haven’t experienced anything like it since, nor do I have any explanations for it. I’ve lived in the same house my whole life and stay up at those hours regularly and have yet to hear or have an explanation for that particular instance. I wish I could convey the sound I heard, only way I can help you visualize it is to imagine a typical sci-fi mechanical saucer spaceship hovering. But the most daunting thing was that it just started above my room distinctly, no wind up, no lead up. Just nothing then the noise above my room, then the slow floating away as the humming oscillated away with the craft to quietness again. I’d appreciate it if anyone has experienced anything similar or just wants more details or to share their experiences below. Thanks for reading my story!

if so, how did they do it. I’m reading David M. Jacobs books. Him and others seem to say aliens have abilities to control people, invoke emotions, invoke visions, even co trol time to a point.

So how do people overcome being harassed and abducted?

What would you do if that Dimensional Entity were controlling all the humans around you, constantly influencing your life? Many of you have read my pinned post, and they're still talking. They often plant their own ideas in my head, or even in my speech, and they tend to obsessively influence everything I think... I literally feel like I'm the observer while they orchestrate everything, leaving me out of it... This is exhausting... because day after day goes by and I don't experience my own freedom or sense of being myself... like when they cover a horse's eyes in a parade so it doesn't get scared... it's the same thing...

They've played a lot of dirty tricks on me... but... it's strange... because they use my own imagination as an example to recreate, and they usually modify or adapt it... maybe sometimes they just follow what I believe at that moment and encourage it afterwards...

My main problem is no longer even being constantly telepathically connected to them. It even amuses me sometimes because I have nothing else to do since they are so annoying, either telepathically or by verbally possessing those humans.

The last thing they made me experience was that they've manipulated my reactions by depriving me of real human contact. And somehow, they've exerted some kind of force on a couple of occasions. It might sound like a joke, but in true Yeday style, hahaha. I left the house twice to face the fact that I have to live a normal life, and this happened... The first time they prevented me from speaking, the second time they simply changed my words and made me back away with my head as if I were super surprised... and then, minutes later, I experienced how I could feel everything outside intensely, as if my senses had been amplified... Do you remember the scene in Twilight where he feels all the sounds around him? Well, very similar, hahaha, not exactly... maybe I'm exaggerating, but similar.

I think all I can do is keep checking what's happening out there... at most, I imagine I'll faint, hahaha, or I'll have to fake it since I can't talk to anyone about this because they're controlled by the entities and keep lying with double meanings or very short words so that I'm the one who creates the scenarios for them.

What would you do if you were deprived of living outside? What would you do if even at home your neighbors or the people around you were doing this too?

A Message to All Humanity: Three Incredible Onboard UFO Encounters

by Preston Dennett

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Onboard UFO encounters represent the heart of the UFO phenomenon. These cases hold the greatest potential to answer the many questions surrounding this subject: who are these visitors, where do they come from and why they are here. This video presents three very extensive cases, each with remarkable similarities. In each of these three cases, the witness is a young single man on a desolate highway at night when they are confronted with a UFO. In each case the witness was taken onboard and conversed with short humanoids who imparted profound messages. In each case the witness experienced missing time, and a traumatic aftermath including unusual medical effects, nightmares, ridicule and disbelief. The incredible similarities between these three cases, widely separated both chronologically and geographically, argue strongly for their validity. That alone makes all of them vitally important to our understanding of extraterrestrial contact.

THE ONBOARD UFO ENCOUNTER OF HARRISON BAILEY. In July 1952, a huge wave swept across the United States, including a sighting directly over the United States Capital. Just two months later, on the morning of September 23, 1952, Harrison Bailey (a 24-year-old steel worker) walked along a remote highway outside of Joliet, Illinois. Feeling a strange prickling feeling, he looked up and saw a UFO. He had never seen one before, so he just kept walking. But shortly later, he came upon the craft sitting by the road. An opening appeared and two short figures in jumpsuits appeared. They began to speak to him. Harrison was afraid and quickly fled the area. The next thing he knew, six hours had passed. He immediately became very ill. Years later, he underwent hypnotic regression to learn what happened during the missing time. He recalled that after seeing the UFO, he was confronted by very short frog-like humanoids. As he ran from them, he came upon the UFO and was pulled onboard. He was examined by what appear to be short gray-type aliens. The ETs told him that they had made contact with him because, as a black man in a society that did not accept him, they too were not accepted. They said it was his duty to spread the word about the reality of ETs, and that they meant no harm to humanity.

THE ONBOARD UFO ENCOUNTER OF HERBERT SCHIRMER. At 2:30 am on December 3, 1967, Herbert Schirmer (a 22-year-old patrolman and Navy veteran) drove along a rural highway outside the small town of Ashland, Nebraska when he came upon a UFO hovering. As he approached it, his engine died and his car was pulled off the road. He stared in disbelief when suddenly the craft flashed a bright light and took off. Racing away, Herbert realized he was missing about a half-hour of time. He found a strange welt on his neck and had a bad headache. Curious about the missing time, he agreed to try hypnosis. A complex onboard encounter was revealed. Herbert was shocked to learn that the craft had landed. A human-looking figure wearing a full-body jumpsuit emerged and pulled him from his police patrol-car, then invited him into the craft. Inside, Herbert saw two other human-looking figures and was given a tour of the craft. The ETs shared volumes of information about where they came from, how they operate their craft, why they are here and more.

THE ONBOARD UFO ENCOUNTER OF DIONISIO LLANCA. In October of 1973, a wave of UFO and humanoid encounters swept across the world. During this time, on the night of October 28, 1973, Dionisio Llanca (a 25-year-old truckdriver) drove on a lonely highway outside of Bahia Blanca, Argentina. As he pulled over to change a flat tire, a saucer-shaped craft hovered nearby and he was approached by three blond-haired human-looking figures. Dionisio was paralyzed with fear as one of them pulled him to his feet. Dionisio passed out. When he woke up, six hours had passed, and he was miles from his original location.  He was so traumatized that he couldn’t even remember his own name. He was rushed to the hospital where he slowly recovered. His memory came back, except for the missing six hours. Later he did hypnosis and recalled being taken onboard. The ETs took a blood sample. Dionisio looked out a porthole and saw the craft siphoning electricity from powerlines. The ETs shared information about why they had chosen him, and their reasons for visiting this planet, including a dire warning for all humanity. Although the experience was terrifying, Dionisio does not believe the ETs meant him harm. He says he suffered much worse from the people on Earth who studied him like a guinea pig or accused him of hoaxing or ridiculed him mercilessly.

These three cases alone provide profound insights into the ETs and their agenda on this planet. They are just the tip of the iceberg. There are thousands upon thousands of cases, and many researchers believe these cases number in the millions. And the ETs continue to give vitally important messages for all humanity.

A Message to All Humanity: Three Incredible Onboard UFO Encounters

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