Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Monday, September 21, 2009

Thank You



Jim and I both want to share how grateful we are, and touched, by all the loving energy and kind words for his recovery. All the prayers and healing thoughts sent his way have done a lot in terms of raising his spirits (mine as well.) I am just overwhelmed, as is Jim, by the outpouring of positive messages. (I know many of you have been leaving messages on our Facebook pages but the hospital's server doesn't allow FB access. Lesley Gunter has been kind enough to let us know there have been many healing thoughts left there for us.) Thank you, thank you!

He is still in the hospital; hopefully we can go home tomorrow. The heart attack was a biggie; there's a family history of fatal attacks (father, uncle, grandfather) in their late fifties, early sixties. We were very fortunate to have realized something wasn't right and get him to the ER right away. Medical staff have been fantastic.


Both Jim and I are sending our deep gratitude vibrations out to all, and again, thank you!!

image source: Peggy Jentoft

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Send your love and prayers to Regan and James

Just wanted to let people know that Regan's husband James had a heart attack yesterday. From what I understand he should be OK, but really any prayers, healing vibes (whatever type of thing you prefer doing) could only help to speed up his recovery, so please help.

Regan will likely not be updating for a while. I am not sure when the hospital will release him, but even then she will likely be busy caring for him. So send your good vibes to Regan too, she will need them as well.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Marla Peña's Shadow of the Shinigami

Check out the new column by Marla Pena at BoA! Always great to have more Women of/in Esoterica and I loved Marla's first column!
Marla Peña's Shadow of the Shinigami

Thursday, September 17, 2009

THE ABDUCTEE

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Twenty years ago I heard about a very strange family who had been suffering abductions by strange beings for generations. The members of this family that remained living had two sisters who had lived their lives being taken by the same creatures that had taken their father throughout his lifetime.


It took me years to track down this family yet I was never able to get any member of the family to speak to me. The sisters who suffered these abductions were extremely private people and did not ever discuss their situation. The family members around them were either over protective or somewhat embarrassed by this problem and also refused to discuss it. I tried for years to talk with this family but I was always turned down.


Fate intervened and I was sent a email by a brother in this family saying his sister had been reading a few of my articles and decided she might want to talk to me. We exchanged emails for a while until it was decided I would be allowed to visit with the family. The luck of this was that this family lived very close to my own hometown making this visit possible.


The day came and I arrived as planned at the home of the brother who contacted me. I was invited to sit with the family in a large screened porch overlooking a beautiful yard on the north coast of Long Island. The man and two of his sisters seemed to be perfectly normal middle-aged people. I spent the first part of my time with them talking about the articles I have written about paranormal events that occurred on Long Island. We also discussed the reaction that the public has to these subjects. It seems the main reason this family stays hidden and silent is because of the reaction so many have to things they do not understand. This family also fears the media as they are all about ratings and care nothing about the people who they interview. I had to agree with them on that point.


We talked for a while when all of a sudden the one sister turned towards her sister and brother and said, “ She is OK, I am going to talk to her for awhile. I will call you if I need you.” The sister and brother both got up and went into the house leaving me alone with the one sister on the porch.


Looking straight at me without emotion the woman leaned towards me and said

“You never mentioned in any of our emails or calls that you were also a abductee”. You have been taken during your life too. I now understand why you do this.”

I was a bit shocked as I was not sure how she knew that I also had encounters of my own in my lifetime. I figured she had read enough of my material that I had written to pick up the references I have made in the past to those events.


She then said to me something that really startled me. Again she leaned towards me and said” You cannot stop now. There are always going to be difficult people who are jealous or limited and are not able to understand what you’re telling them. I think your ideas of taking a break now are not timed right.” I was rather stunned as those were my very thoughts as I drove to this family’s home that afternoon. I have been extremely busy in many areas of my life and was considering giving this subject matter a rest for while. I did not speak of this to anyone and had only been thinking it for a day or so. The fact she picked up on this immediately was sort of a surprise. I realized then that this woman had abilities and I needed to pay close attention to the time I had with her.


Now sitting alone with her I was able to focus more on just this woman. I was beginning to notice things I did not see when the others where with us. I started to see things about this woman that were clearly different. Her eyes were very large and blue. I noticed whenever the sun would streak into the room and reach her face she would shield her eyes, blink and move away from the direct light. She had very dark circles under her eyes and very pale skin. When she moved away from the sunlight the third time I asked her if the sun bothered her eyes and she replied, “ The sun is blinding to me, I cannot see at all in strong sunlight.” I was sitting in the darkest part of the room and got up so we could trade seats. I could clearly see she was uncomfortable where she was sitting. The sun was low and shinning into the room, which seemed painful for her. When I offered the seat change she jumped up and in seconds we had swamped chairs.


Her arms and legs were covered in areas by large bandages. The areas of her legs and arms that were uncovered were covered with what looked like white scars of different lengths and shapes. She was chubby but ageless. I could not tell if she was 40 –50 or 60. She looked like a middle-aged woman but did not have many wrinkles or the appearance of an older woman. I honestly could not judge her age at all. She had light hair, which was very fine and mid length.


Before I could ask her any questions the woman took control of the conversation. She suggested I take notes as she was not going to be able to talk that long and did not want to repeat herself. I got out my notebook and listened.


She told me the odd activity started about age 6. She recalls strange people being around her and being away from home but was never sure if she was dreaming the events or remembering them. She would have these encounters at all different times. She may be out playing in her yard or in her room playing with her toys. She would wake up in the middle of the night terrified but had no idea at age 6 exactly what was happening to her.


When she complained to her parents they would comfort her and tell her she must have fallen asleep and had a bad dream. This continued until she was 12. At that point she knew something was wrong. She would know when she blacked out and could recall more and more of the details that took place during the times she was taken. She still held on to the idea she may be falling asleep and having these odd dreams as she would always find herself back where she was taken waking or shaking off being in a fog.


By the time she was a teen this woman realized she was different from other kids. She was much smarter then the average kids her age and was developing psychic abilities that were very strong and very frightening to her. She could look at someone she did not know and understand immediately things about them. She would know their names, where they lived, what they were thinking and most of all if they were a good or bad person. She could tell her friends what was going to happen to them weeks before the events occurred. Her differences were separating her from friends and family and she was becoming withdrawn and odder by the day.


The missing time and fogged over encounters continued and the changes in her increased.


About age 25 she could no longer stand to be outside in the sun for very long as the rays of light were becoming blinding and painful to her eyes. She also was beginning to read two or three books a day with lightning speed. Her need to swallow all she could learn was becoming an over powering need she did not understand.

This also was the time she started to feel ill often and have unexplained times of bleeding and pain in her uterus that she could not understand. Sometimes she would not have any normal monthly cycles at all and other times wake up from one of the encounters with terrible pain and extreme bleeding.


She had become a hermit by this time only seeing her family and a handful of friends. The strangeness of her life kept her away from others as she suffered more and more oddities with each passing year.


About age 30 she started to return from her visits with the beings that constantly took her with burns or strange burn like rashes across her arms and legs. They were painful and would last for months at a time.


She was developing a hatred of most food claiming it all tasted awful and had a limited diet that existed of only a few bland items that she could manage to keep down or desire.


About this time she decided to see a doctor about her rashes and belly pain as she was finding it harder and harder to deal with it all. Her doctor sent her to specialists who looked at her rash/ burns. They came up empty to what they thought it was and chalked it up to her making them appear by way of stress. They told her nicely that she was causing the skin to do this with her mind.


After being examined for her problems with her natural cycles she was questioned to how many pregnancies she had. When she told them none they snarled that they could not help her if she would not be honest with them. Feeling defeated she simply listened and said little in response. The doctors insisted she had carried more then one baby. She knew she never had a child.


This woman’s life had been a hell with only her family and a few friends understanding the horror of what was happening to her and the rest of the world was cruel and heartless to her circumstance.


As she aged the visits decreased. Now entering her senior years she was left alone and free from the visits that tortured her through out her entire life.


She can only stand to be out in the day light for a few minutes at a time. She needs to wear very dark sunglasses and drive with tinted windows in her car. She spends most of her time indoors during the day.


She has a quick mind and can recall almost all she has read during her lifetime. She has strong psychic powers that she will only use to help those she knows and cares for. Besides that she keeps what she knows to herself. She suffers from her skin problems, which come and go without reason or explanation. She never married and never had children- that she knows of!


This woman is without question the most curious person I ever interviewed. She seems to be the result of some kind of interference. She is not like other humans yet she is. She seems to be tampered with making her more advanced in many ways and weaker in others. Mentally she is far advanced. Physically she struggles with living on earth in her human body. She is an impatient woman who talks quickly and expects those around her to keep up with her speed of thought and speaking. She seems void of humor and simply titled her head looking at me oddly when I attempted to include a joke or two into our quick paced serious conversation. She seemed far more entertained by my attempts to be funny or silly then the humor of what I was saying. Her eyes are large and blue. When she looks at you it is with a straight intense dead on stare right into your own eyes that makes you alert and uncomfortable. I felt like I was being given the most important test of my life by the worlds principle and if I failed I was going to be booted off the earth. I stopped trying to interact and just sat and took furious notes as she told me what she wanted to tell me. She talked and I wrote.


Suddenly she stopped talking as quickly as she had started. I stopped writing and looked at her. She looked deep into my mind and said, “ I am tired now. You can ask me two questions and then we will be done.”


I knew my questions had to be good, as I doubted I would have another chance with this lady. I asked my questions.


I asked her who did she thought had been taking her – her entire life and what did she think they wanted from her?


Without hesitation she replied: “ This may surprise you but I think humans from the past may be who are taking me.” I simply looked at her stupidly as she continued,” I use to think aliens from another planet were the ones taking me but I changed my mind along the way.


I think that somehow someway humans populated this planet or another and suffered a huge catastrophe that wiped most of them out. I think they may be living inside the earth or maybe on the moon or in the moon. I think they are millions of years older then the humans walking and living on this earth now and far advanced. I also think that physically they have weakened or changed to the point they cannot live on the earth as it is now. I think they may be the ones who come and take people like me. I think they are trying to mate with us to return their bodies to those that can live a life on earth. Or they are trying to breed with the humans of today for some reason. I think that what they do changes people like me into something other then how we started out. My body changes and mind skills are a result of these things. Do not get me wrong – they could easily be aliens from other worlds. I just feel that they seem human to me when I can recall small parts of my encounters with them.”


Abruptly she stood up and called out her brother’s name. Her brother immediately returned to the porch where we were sitting and stood next to me. “ I am done talking with Chris – would you be so kind to escort her to her car”


She stood and walked towards the inside of the house. Her brother took my arm as I quickly gathered my notebook and purse. I was just about out the door when I heard her yell out to me from inside the house. “ Do a good job Holly- explain to them that they have no idea of the truth.” At this she laughed for the first and only time. Within seconds I found myself standing next to my car. Her brother bid me farewell- thanked me and walked away. I got into my car and drove home. Driving home I felt flushed and a bit odd. I needed to stop and buy a hot cup of coffee as I felt weak and sleepy. When I arrived home I had to lie down and take a nap.


Later that night I told my family about the encounter and had to admit that this lady was the strangest person I had even met. I knew I had seen the long-term effect of being abducted in this woman’s eyes. I also knew she held the answers to many questions that she felt best kept from mankind at this time. I wanted to know more but had to wait until she was ready to share those things with the rest of us.


Something has been going on with this woman with some kind of other being. I can honestly say that I have no idea who or what they may be. All I do know is that their interference with this woman has created a person who without question is not like the rest of us.


I am going to try to arrange another meeting with this curious woman as I have many questions I did not get to ask her that day. I think she can offer many insights into the world of abduction and alien encounters that are closer to what truly is happening to so many people who are taken around the world.


For now I will try to continue to write that which we do not understand in hopes someday we all will know the truth about so many of these unknown encounters.

Do be careful out there and always be aware of your surroundings!


♥ Copyright © 2008- 2009 Chris Holly all Rights Reserved
Chris Holly’s Paranormal World- http://endlessjrny.blogspot.com/
Email chrishollyufo@yahoo.com

Monday, September 14, 2009

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Sunday, September 13, 2009

From Hidden Experiences: "five owls"

Another poetically moving piece from Mike Clelland's Hidden Experience blog, this one another entry about the appearance of owls. I like this blog because it's very personal, and the author seems connected with nature and signals around him -- listens to them -- as go-betweens and guides from one world of awareness to another. As Mike has written in the "about this blog" section:
Events can be hard to recall. Especially when these memories seem to stretch my psyche in ways that can be distressing. If these memories and events are just tiny clues, what do they point to?

I feel strongly that something is going on. But what that might be, seems beyond my ability to solve
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I think for many of us with experiences of the UFO/paranormal/Fortean kind, these clues, signs, messages, synchronicities . . . act as reminders and guides to these experiences. Often something triggers some nagging feeling or bit of memory or a dream or something that I know has to do with "the other" but not sure why, or how, not just yet. And this absolutely includes UFOs.

That is why I am always urging others in the UFO field to include these reports and types of witnesses and accounts instead of rejecting them as nonsense or irrelevant. It's also why I am so appreciative of those who, like Mike, put themselves out there and so willingly share their experiences. A big part of this, I think, is that we just can't help ourselves but also, we hope that in our sharing of seemingly unrelated, vague, so-called "so what" moments we'll find that someone else knows what we're talking about. I can't speak for Clelland or anyone else of course and maybe I'm presuming much here; but I do see connections with these kinds of things. It's like looking at some types of art or listening to poetry or jazz; an abstraction or symbolism that doesn't, on the surface, "mean" much but yet resonates with the viewer anyway.

Friday, September 11, 2009

I Come From Circus Folk


Really, I do. And in searching for family history on the Internet, I've been contacted by a cousin I've never met, but who has been kind enough to share her stories and research on the Lee/Gladstone family.

The Gladstone Sisters consisted of my grandmother, Louise Gladstone (my father's mother) Hazel, and Florence. They did a dance and acrobatic act, appearing on stage all over the country. Vaudeville, etc. Later, my grandmother married Duke Regine Lee, who was a stunt man and actor in mostly westerns, and an AD to director John Ford. He was also a member of the Tom Mix circus, as was my grandmother, and my father John (Jack) Lee and his older brother Duke. All are deceased now.

On my mother's side, a lot of theater and movie folk from Russia who left Russia (the Ukraine, Russia at the time) due to progroms.

So I always joke that "I come from circus folk" but it's true. Definitely in the blood.

I love this photograph shown here, courtesy of the cousin who was so kind to send it to me. When Jim saw this he just about fainted; he said it was "so your family!" -- it really captures...everything. He said the woman in the hat on the right is me. I'm not sure who the people are in this photograph, like the woman in the hat, or where or when it was taken. I can't wait to find out more.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Ghosts- Time slips and Dimensional Cross-over- My confession to My Own Encounters

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Recently I have been asked why I do not write more about ghosts. My answer is that I do not feel comfortable with these subjects. I have not had the time or knowledge that is needed to give these areas the proper attention I feel they deserve.


I have however had events falling into this category during my own life. Knowing what I saw does not give me the ability to explain what it was I witnessed only the ability to describe or report what I have seen. I also will be honest and say that during my personal experiences with these encounters I felt very uneasy and very frightened. I think my experiences fall in the area of so many possibilities that trying to make sense of it with one explanation is impossible.


The first time I encountered a ghostly event was when I was 15. I was sitting with my best friend in my living room watching television. It was late in the afternoon just before my parents were due home from work. We were watching something funny and we were laughing. I was sitting on the floor my friend was sitting behind me on our couch. Across the room in front of a large window were two large easy chairs with a small table between them.


I was looking at the TV and laughing when I felt my friend behind me jerk and sort of gasp. I turned back towards her to see what she was doing. She was white as a sheet looking towards the chairs by the window.


I glanced over to the window to find my grandfather sitting in one of the chairs. He was smiling and laughing as he looked towards the television. I was both horrified and happy all in one ball. About four months before this happened my grandfather had passed away.


I felt frozen for a moment. As I looked at this odd image of my grandfather he turned towards me and smiled. He was there and instantly he was gone. I jumped up and my friend started to scream over and over “what was that, what was that.” I tried to comfort her but was shaking so hard and was so frightened I could only pull at her shirt as I started to run from the room dragging her yelling behind me. The image I saw was clearly my granddad. He was perfect in every detail right down to his sweater vest and pipe in hand. The only thing that I noticed was that he was in black and white and grays. Not in color like real time life but more like a black and white TV or old movie. Interestingly my friend only saw a white cloud like mist hovering over the chair. She said it lingered until I stood up and then vanished.


I have no idea what we saw sitting in that chair that day. I know we both saw something but I am not sure if our minds saw different things or if my grandfather came to say one last goodbye to me. I would like to think that he did but honestly I am not sure what happened that day in my living room.


The next encounter I experienced happened at a friend’s house that lives here in the same town I do. I wrote a story about her before and the ghost that lives in her house with her and her family.


I am not sure what is taking place in her home. Something constantly walks up and down her staircase in the middle of the house and continues with loud clear footsteps to walk on the second floor. Often you can hear someone banging around in the kitchen as if they are fixing something to eat however upon entering the kitchen all seems silent and in place. Her home also fills with the smell of a pipe being smoked. This I can recognize at once as my granddad smoked a pipe most of his life. I know the smell of pipe tobacco like I know the back of my own hand.


I tried many times to sit and have a peaceful visit in this friend’s house but find I clearly become an extreme coward around ghostly events. The last time I visited with my friend was about seven weeks ago. She asked me over to see her new sun-room.


We were having a lovely visit sitting in her new sun-room built off of her kitchen until I heard what sounded like someone opening and closing her kitchen cabinets. My friend was ignoring or not noticing the sounds coming from her kitchen. I knew we were supposed to be alone in the house so I asked her who was in the kitchen. She told me we were the only ones in the house. We sat and listened for a moment or two when clearly we could hear someone or something banging around in the kitchen right next to where we were sitting. I also could detect the slight aroma of a burning pipe. I asked my friend if she could smell the pipe and she nodded that she could. We sat listening for a few seconds more when all of a sudden we heard clear loud heavy footsteps running up the staircase in the front hall area. My friend got up and walked through the kitchen to her staircase. She turned around and yelled to me” Nope, no one is here, it is just the ghost.” That was enough for me. I jumped to my feet, blasted through the new side entrance to the side yard from the new sun-room and took off like a rocket for my car. The fact that I am a coward is obvious. The reasons this type of encounter terrifies me is beyond my own reasoning. I find this ongoing activity in my friend’s house a bit too much for me to deal with.


I talked about this house and its on going haunting, sounds and smells with a ghost hunter recently. The hunters thoughts were that this may be a repeating time slip or locked energy where the actions of this man were just caught some how in time and replay over and over. Similar to the Roman soldiers that are seen walking along that famous old Roman road. It is simply an energy type event replaying over and over like a video stuck rewinding and replaying again and again. The ghost hunter did not think communication would be possible with this haunting or that it is more then a stuck replay of past actions. That makes me feel a bit better about this house but I do not think I will be spending a great deal of time investigating what is going on in it.

There is one other event that happened in my life that stands out that I clearly feel was a cross over in time.


It happened about nine years ago in the early summer of 2000. I had taken my mother for a ride out on the north shore of Long Island to wine country. We were going to spend the day visiting wineries and farm stands. We had plans for a lovely lunch in Sag Harbor and a slow ride home along the country roads. It was a beautiful day. We were having a wonderful time. I had borrowed my son’s car for the drive, which was a new very red corvette convertible. We were having a great outing on a great day.

I came to an intersection along the country road on our way home. It was about 3:30 in the afternoon. We were sitting at a four way stop sign where I needed to make a right hand turn to continue on my journey home.


As we sat at the stop sign we could see a car coming down the slight hill towards this four way stop. I decided to sit and wait until it passed before turning onto the road. I was not in a hurry – no one else was on the road so we waited at the stop sign as the car approached. My mother remarked that the car looked like a brand new 1950’s Chevy coming our way. I looked towards the car and could see a beautiful white car from the 50’s with blue trim along the side coming towards us. I blinked my eyes, as the car seemed to be almost floating towards us rather then driving. I locked my eyes on the car fascinated by the sight of this perfect car from the past coming towards us.


As the car neared it slowed. It never stopped or seemed to notice the four-way stop intersection. My mouth dropped as the car slowly moved across the front of our car. Inside this perfect car of years past sat a young woman close to the young man next to her. I do not recall seeing anyone do that now a days but remember before bucket seats and seat belts sitting close to your date while driving the big bench seat cars of 50 plus years ago. This young woman was sitting right next to the young man driving exactly in this fashion. She had a tight ponytail with a scarf tied around it like my sisters did in the late 1950’s. She wore a tight soft sweater. The young man had slicked back thick black hair with a piece hanging into his eyes, a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up with a pack of cigarettes stuck in the rolled sleeve of his shirt. The car was pristine with large white wall tires and dice hanging from the rear view window. My mother said, “ Are you seeing this too?” I could only nod my head yes.

As this couple passed us I realized I could not hear a thing. I did not hear his motor or for that matter anything at all. The car sort of floated past and continued on up the slight hill ahead of it and into a curve in the road.


As the couple in this car from the 1950’s passed by they both turned and looked right at my mother and I sitting in our car. I will never forget the horror struck expressions on their faces as they glided past us. The couple was looking at us with the same shock and amazement we were looking at them!


They floated past us and started up the slight hill and curve ahead of them. I decided at once to not make my right hand turn towards home but to turn left and follow this odd car and couple as they were just so unusual. I turned onto the road to follow them just as the tail end of their car was disappearing around the curved bend in the road ahead. As I sped up to keep up with them my mother poked at my arm and said; “Do you see it- their car is about a foot off the ground. Look- their tires they are not touching the road.” I got a good look at the cars rear end as it turned away from view and my mother was right. The car was not making contact with the blacktop-paved road.


I tried to catch up driving quickly along the road just behind them and started into the same bend in the road they had just made in front of me. I came around the curve and back onto the straight road ahead. The car was nowhere in sight. I hit the gas to try to catch up the distance but it was clear that the car was nowhere in front of me on the straight road. I decided to turn back and search for a road or driveway. My mother and I drove up and down the patch of road where we lost sight of them but there was nothing to be found but the road we were on and wooded country side along both sides of the road.


We returned to where we were when we first saw this couple and continued on our regular course home. As we were driving back to our town my mother remarked on how startled the couple looked at the sight of us being at the stop sign. My mother looked at me and said, “ Well if they were from the 50’s the sight of this car of yours and you with that wild hair must have frightened the hell out of them” I had to laugh, as my mother was right. I would think if you were living during the 1950’s and saw a bright red convertible modern day corvette with a red haired woman driving with wild curly hair sticking out all over from her Afro type hairdo, small narrow rectangle metal frame sunglasses and brightly colored tie dye tee shirt on -you may take a second look. The couple looked at me just that way- it was a what the heck are you look if I ever saw one!


I have no idea what happened that day. I do not know why that car did not touch the ground or make any sound. I have no idea who those people were or if they really were able to see me as I was seeing them. From the look on their faces they seemed as shocked as I was during our brief encounter as we crossed paths.


I never will forget that couple and think of it often as a day time slipped a notch and my mom and I were simply at the right place at the right time to visit with the 50’s once again.


I have no explanations for any of the events I have written about today. I do know that people all over the world share similar events. I am sure one day we will be able to understand many of these encounters as we evolve and learn more of the science and nature that is involved when we do experience these things. For now I think like so many things we do not yet understand in the world of the paranormal that these events are simply those of the unknown.


♥ Copyright © 2008- 2009 Chris Holly all Rights Reserved
Chris Holly’s Paranormal World- http://endlessjrny.blogspot.com/
Email chrishollyufo@yahoo.com

Pointless Blog Quiz for the Day

Usually I find Lesley Gunter and I get the same results with these; not this time. She had "I Want to Hold Your Hand" (on her The Debris Field blog) this is mine:




You Are "Across the Universe"



You are spiritual, deep, and at peace. You try to keep life in perspective.

You can't help but realize how small you are in the universe. You're just thankful you exist.



You tend to be a stream of consciousness thinker. You just let your thoughts flow, even when they don't make sense initially.

You trust your intuition to guide you. You know that whatever is in your heart is right and true.




Tuesday, September 1, 2009

HOW THE WORLD HANDLES THE UNKNOWN

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How does the world handle the unknown? That is easy to answer. The world handles it with laughter, scary fun, make believe and of course by handing it all to Hollywood so they can make movies of all that unknown stuff that frightens us so it can simply be tossed off as fantasy.


We seem to have a severe fear of dealing with subjects we do not understand with such a fierce refusal to accept or understand that which we can not explain that we insist on keeping it a joke, a entertainment, something that makes us yell with fun filled silliness. We want movies and scary books and even want to walk around imitating Vampires, as that is what Hollywood, HBO as well as many other media companies have trained us to do.


I am not sure who drives this system of dealing with the unknown however agree it must have roots in government, world control or maybe even the aliens. Like all things we do not understand our method of handling the subject of UFO sightings, alien encounters plus many other unknown areas seems always to end up in fantasy-land and the hands of movie-makers. I enjoy a great flick like everyone else but hey- could we maybe once have the issue of visiting beings seen all over the world in odd crafts looked at seriously by our scientists and government agencies without the commercials and popcorn?


Concerning the world of the paranormal humans seem to be trained like dogs and cats to jump around and laugh at the mention of things they do not understand. The only thing missing is the cookie treat when we react, as our training requires! It seems with ease mankind can be dragged around by the nose and told what to think and what not to think and what we should find funny. What ever fantasy cable TV or Hollywood shows us we confuse it with fact, or think of fact as fantasy or simply do not care. We have given up reason for instant entertainment.


We sit for hours in front of the boob tube willing to absorb whatever is tossed at us without thought or care. What ever that boob tube spits out we believe and follow. We do as we are trained and commanded to do and view the world right or wrong as the controlling forces wish us to and never seem to ask a question or look for more.

Understanding how this works one has to wonder who really is deciding what we see and learn and what we are not being told. I would think that the reality of truth about most things on this planet and in our universe are at best only partly told to the humans that populate this earth. I think that most of what is real and fact is hidden and kept at arms length from the masses for reasons we may never understand. I just cannot help wonder why we as a species have been so easily controlled and are so willingly kept in the dark.


For a while it seemed the world of UFO sightings and Alien interactions with mankind was going to make some headway. It seemed as if lots of new and interesting things were being written about and observed. Many credible people were starting to come forward with solid sightings and encounters. It seemed to be heading to a place where this subject matter could be discussed with logic and considered with a science eye. Finally it seemed we were heading towards an awareness that the paranormal was just science we did not yet understand.


I began to sense a change. I was not sure why. It may have been the economy and strain of the world’s condition. I could not pin point the exact reasons but I started to notice a decline in the forward movement of the world of the paranormal.

I noticed that the gusto of reaching for answers to the questions of the unknown seemed to diminish. Maybe it is the recessionary times we are dealing with that has reversed our interests in subjects of the unknown to those more pressing in the world.

I noticed less activity on the Internet in paranormal areas that previously were popular and busy. I noticed sites closing and those who were involved in the paranormal missing from the paranormal scene. I watched and realized that like all things in the universe this subject seemed to be entering another cycle and this time is was moving backwards instead of ahead.


I worked for years to bring forward reports of UFO’s, visiting aliens, abductions, as well as other unknown areas that remain unexplained, into the light. I tried hard to make this an area we could begin to understand and realize as real and happening to many on this earth. It was time we removed our minds from the control of those who would like to continue on keeping us all ignorant about the unknown. It is clear we need to move away from being trained NOT to think about these subjects. It is time we stop believing, laugh or follow what we are told concerning them. For awhile it seemed we were moving closer to wanting to know more about who we are, who visits us and what our role in the universe may be.



Talking to many who have had real sightings and real encounters with beings that were not human has been a remarkable experience. Writing about it has been my attempt to drag the human race out of the their brain dead Dark Age thinking concerning these matters and into the realization they need to educate them selves to what is going on around them.


As I dug deeper into the world of the unknown I knew it was only time before many people out there would also encounter things they did not understand and were completely ill equipped to deal with. The only tools any of us have are the knowledge we obtain and our ability to use that knowledge. Mankind has had the knowledge needed for them to handle the world of the paranormal taken from them and controlled by way of mass ignorance or media brain washing. We as a species have willingly walked our selves off the cliff by refusing to demand education on matters of the unknown by sitting in fogged stupors laughing and drooling over the next big scary movie to come by.


We were on the edge of understanding the world of UFO sightings, alien encounters with visiting beings plus many other experiences we do not understand. We were beginning to move ahead and then- it turned around.


I noticed the Internet chat rooms that once were full of paranormal rooms with bright conversation end abruptly about 6 months ago. Many rooms simply no longer exist. The bright people who once held interesting conversations disappeared. Some say it was due to the difficulty of dealing with so many disrupting vulgar chatters. People now have less time as they deal with the obligations of our times. Others told me that the fakes and frauds of lonely silly people making up fake stories started to sour things for those with real encounters. I think it was a combination of it all.


Things seemed to be slowing down and people seemed to be doing other things, all which is understandable during these strained economic times. I would have thought little of it and would have figured we would once again find our footing with the unknown once times stabilize across the world. I would have let it go at that until one big wrench after the other got thrown into the game. Again – the media started to force feed us entertaining movies that take the subjects of the unknown and place them firmly into a place where we can all keep them pushed aside and locked into the world of make believe fantasy. A convenient way to defuse any real need to know about these subjects and package them into comic book level sci- fi fantasy. It is a good way to remove it from the publics mind as anything serious or real. Simply throw a bunch of scary movies at them and it all neatly gets classed as a tickle and a giggle.


It was just too convenient in my minds eye. It was just too coincidental. All of a sudden we are once again flooded with new movies, TV shows and entertainment making all that we struggled so hard to bring into a modern light of understanding smack back into the world of fantasy fun viewing pleasure. What a perfect way to take the seriousness out of the unknown. Simply show them a movie and the world immediately turns that subject into a fun good show and continue on their way of continued brain freeze and ignorance about the very things they need to be educated about.


How convenient that just when we were making our way to understanding what the crafts may be that are seen all over the world by people each and every day, how convenient that when these sightings seem to be everywhere so are the trailers for the new Alien movie’ District Nine,’ among many others.


I noticed that vampires are everywhere with at least four movies and shows on the subject showing this summer. I looked at the new movies releasing to find Planet 51, Alien Attic, 2012, 9- a cartoon end of the world flick (how better to take the real fear out of a subject- simply cartoon it) not to mention a list of others coming this fall that take the serious subject of who and what and why we are being visited on earth and turning it all into great science fiction fantasy films.


How cleaver and easy it is to control the masses concerning these subjects. All that is needed is to feed our gluttonous need for constant mind numbing entertainment by turning the serious into fantasy. It relieves the need to explain these subjects as true events and continues the road of brain washing by continuing our path of Dark Age thinking. All that needs to be done is to take subjects that frighten humans and make them fun filled flicks!


I wish this were not true however if this was not the case we would stop the dumbing down of our logic by not accepting what is thrown at us about subjects that are without question. We know that sightings and strange encounters with non human beings are going on all around us and increasing in number. The question is why we are so blasé about it


I wonder why those in control do not simply have Hollywood or HBO make a great comedy about the economy or health care? They use it to control the subjects of the unknown, why not all serious matters? Make us yell in entertaining glee or laugh and it all goes away!


I guess it is far easier to slide back to the old comfort of not having to think about these things keeping them fun and fantasy. I must say I find this reaction at this point in time some of the strangest actions of mankind. It seems to be our way to take ten steps ahead and then five back.


As a society we are at the point where we do understand that the universe is a huge mystery that the best and brightest are yet to comprehend. Ask any scientist exactly what a black hole is, what is at its end, or why every galaxy seems to have them in their centers and they will tell you they do not know. They know they exist but are not really sure past that point. They understand a great deal and understand they also have a great deal yet to learn. The answers to so many things are in our future, which seems far away at times we back track instead of forging ahead.


The same thinking surrounds the subjects of UFO’s and the beings that visit us who are not human. It is hard to continue on this ridiculous road of denial concerning these issues yet we constantly slide back to a start point where comfort and fear seems to over ride logic and progress.


As long as we step over these subjects, allow them to be constantly used as a base for fantasy and fiction without any regard to truth or reality we will stay forever locked in the unknown.


As long as silly lonely people with too much time on their hands continue to use this subject matter as a road for attention- we will stay locked in the unknown. Until we stop trying to use this as silly entertainment only- we will stay locked in fantasy movie land and ignorant of that which we do not know. The paranormal is science we are yet to understand. It is not anything more or less. The only thing holding us back from the rest of the universe is our mind numbing attitudes concerning these unknown facts that we seem simply terrified to face or understand.


Of course there are reasons we are pushed into brain washed thinking of the paranormal as movie bait and horror show batter. I am sure it is far easier to keep mankind in the dark concerning these subjects. I am also aware of the fact that it may be our visitors who request that we stay unaware and in the dark concerning their actions and presence. Lets face it, it is far easier to abduct, use, abuse and then dump a human if no one believes it truly happens. It is getting to the point that so many people in this world have seen our visitors or had to deal first hand with them that the charade of deceit will only be able to hold for so long.


The bottom line here is as long as we let subjects that may one day be life or death events continue as entertainment fantasy, the harder life will be for mankind ahead.

Aliens exist. UFO’s are seen all over the world. 2011- 2015 may be a rough time on this planet. Isn’t it pathetic we refuse to face or educate our selves, refuse to want to have the knowledge we may need concerning these subjects and instead want to sit with the convenient coincidence of all these subjects watered down into a great new movie we can quickly forget? I find this sad and frightening for us all.


Are we really so easily lied to and controlled? Remember when you yawn your way past those who try to explain to you that the subjects of the unknown are real and coming – consider with care- if you really want to continue treating it all like this weeks new comic strip. It may be a decision that will truly have you laugh to death one day!


I will continue to try to reach the world with logic that the unknown is here and you may indeed be the next to come face to face with the unknown eyes of a non human creature on a lonely dark road. Gee if you make it through your encounter alive maybe they can make a great fun filled movie about your terrifying ordeal!


Be careful out there even after seeing the next great mega hit sci fi flick- who knows what really will be waiting for you in the dark night of that huge parking field!


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