The photos published in the video, were provided to Secureteam10 from a source who at this point wishes to remain nameless. What Secureteam10 can disclose, is that she is a woman, and has been a resident of New Orleans for the past 32 years of her life. She is married, and lives on the outskirts of the city of New Orleans. 

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The Bumps of Critters, in the Night: What Alien Abductions Are All About

"All truth passes through three (3) stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident." – Arthur Schopenhauer”

I imagine strongly that I am just dreaming, but I am again awake in another dimension, unsure of what reality is.

Within a blackness, a voice intones, resonant and deeply bass, over and over and over and over:

"What a beautiful child, such a lovely child."

A deep operatic voice intones:

"What a lovely child, such a beautiful child."

Over and over and over, again.

Suddenly, I am on foot, merged into a multi -structured scenario, a facsimile reality, a 3-D holograph.

I am surrounded by people craning their necks in a crowded street scene; just ahead of me, off scene, trumpets blare, snare drums tattoo into a marching rhythm.

I am drawn ahead to a parade.

I move swiftly forward, now purposefully  striding, popcorn strewn sidewalks crunching beneath my feet, cotton candy wafting a cloying sweetness to my nostrils, on the breeze.

Just ahead, the excited blare of trumpets grows louder.

A murmur of crowds, people lined up on both sides of the wide avenue, all expectantly crane their necks and heads above me, taller than I am.

The idea strikes me that I will likely miss this parade, that it will go down the avenue heard, but unobserved  and this worry, propels me forward.

As I push through the towering crowd to a front position I glance down at my hands I am holding little hands, pulling along two children, one in each hand, as I rush forward, expectantly eager,with an added urgency,  that these two children also experience the brassy, colorful thrill and panache of a marching band parade.

In my right hand is the palm of a human child, perhaps five years old, wiry and muscular with blond hair and the bluest eyes, a robust human child.

In my other hand, I grasp a small, non-human withered hand, of an odd child, with large black almond-shaped eyes, and with very long, skinny arms and legs, a sickly, grey tubular creature-child who struggles, but who cannot  keep up.

I sweep this odd child up onto my shoulders to allow it to see the parade ahead and to carry it ; I can feel its joy radiate as a strong psychic wave.

I look again, mildly curious and more critical, the dream fading.

It is handicapped, an ailing entity, sadly listless and oddly lifeless.

A facsimile look alike of the cartoon character, Gumby, as a baby, with long grey arms and legs that seem useless as appendages, a long tubular -shaped Gumby child, listless, and with no vitality.

I stare at it in amazement, more clearly awake, agog and  stunned.

The holograph's scene quickly changes, as does my viewing perspective.

I look down at this same grey -tubular, but now diapered, nonhuman child, as it lays on a bed.

In my head, that same deep resonant bass operatic voice suggests to my mind that I  need to change its diaper.

I was never an eager changer of diapers with my own babies, choosing sometimes to neglectfully leave a fully ripe and pungent baby for their mother to change, who was due home at any moment.

I recoil at the suggestion to nurture and care for it, by changing its dirty diaper..

Both the creature and its toilet needs strongly repulse me, as I  begin to examine it more closely.

I awaken in bed, suddenly aware that the word, "dreams", used to describe abduction's surreal otherworldly ness, confuses real dreams with the foggy memories of actually being in an alternative reality, because the abduction experience is powerfully so dreamlike in nature.

'Dream',  is an impotent word in our language, used when recalling alien abductions, a problem with our language's inability to describe the experience in any other way.

"What a beautiful child!", as a phrase, is universally recalled by many tens of thousands of abductees, the world over, a phrase in an alien scripted scenario, in attempts to have offspring reunited with their somatic abductee parents for some nurturing, as these hybrids seem to be emotionally expiring.

A faraway, primal thought arouses a dawning idea, one that they wanted me to embrace: that ethereal Gumby child is quite possibly of my own blood and my own flesh.

And that's what abductions are all about.

They are in salvage, busy doing what we are doing, creating offspring, all over this planet, changing gene pools, blending two very different species of beings.

These hybrids have been acquired, by these beings, by a difficult, long, secretive hard road.

We are used towards this alien agenda, precisely in the same way as we practice animal husbandry.

Good technology, a million years more advanced than ours, seems like Godlike magic.

It surely did to ancient Hebrews who penned reptilian aliens' controlling commandments.

Chosen people given dietary laws so that they'd taste better, to creatures who farm humans, as a harvest crop, and view us much as we fancy veal.

We never been alone, and have never been the top of the food chain.

By constructing religion, they deluded the whole  world.

Mass abductions, the taking of many people in an area at the same time, involves folding time and space in a manner beyond belief so that no time missed is noticed by abductees.

An abductee can be taken and returned and no time missing is detected.

Time is a quaint variable, like gravity, both of which aliens have exploited in ways that we can only faintly imagine.

When UFO craft suddenly wink out, vanish and then reappear, in the exact same spot, the pilots have actually traveled into time and returned.

As a loose rule, some abductees' soul-personalities have agreed to participate in these abductions at a distant point in time, as a spiritual agreement and these people are often virtual peace offerings between warring alien factions, used as somatic banks to periodically retrieve tissue from people with alien DNA.

Most abductees have rarified alien DNA.

They locate us as children to begin this tampering and it continues regularly, throughout life.

I refuse to acknowledge this agreement, as this particular personality of mine has been purposely made aware of these intrusions and as such, reflect a clear violation of spiritual rights, in their continuing.

I have dragged my feet and refused cooperation.

They change tactics and redouble their efforts.

I have enlisted spiritual help from the same dimension that they use to enter our physical one, and they lend demons into the equation as spite work, muddling the picture.

I tell myself that I will remember, and vague and vivid snippets remain which I can unfurl at leisure, by worrying the edges of the snippet.

What happened just before and just after the recalled snippet of memory will intrude slowly, until a fuller grasp entails.

They are careful to give me vivid screen memories that mask events onboard craft, screen memories dreamlike in nature.

Often, they wrap me in general blackness so that I awake with nosebleeds, scoop marks and exhaustion without vivid remnants to recall.

But the screen memories are so aligned with their negative thoughts that the scenarios reveal that they are imposed, by virtue of their worst scenario plots and their vividness.

They are masters of delusions and can have one dreaming a snug little dream while they march one around their craft for various purposes, and most abductees, the world over, are none the wiser.

I resent and frustrate their entrances, approaches and goals when I resist and their tempers ill befit the advanced technology that they have.

Since they primarily wait until one is in REM sleep, lucid dreaming works well to detect and interact with them and is worth all the trouble it takes to master techniques of lucid dreaming.

It is hard to imagine the human hardships and brutal dilemmas orchestrated by these alien puppet masters; I have been busy severing the overhead marionette cords of their subtle imposed control and therein struggling to find myself.

I program myself to subliminally repeat,"I will no longer participate in these alien endeavors",  to find that in sleep I am shaken forcibly by a dark demonic entity as strong as a bull, who says," You will do as you're TOLD!"

Enforcers and re claimers and punishers, from the gangster fringe element of the spirit world, are patently employed.

  Reptilian alien astral 'worlds' have been set up to 'trap' captured human souls and I have had several overnight 'promissory' visits to these artificial realms where unhappy and dazed people reside.

It resembles ours'.

These are vivid city landscape worlds where darkness and shadows within prevail, and highways and tall buildings exist populated by worried and anxious human souls.

Roads are traversed by fast moving vehicles and all sidewalks are escalator  moving conveyer belts where millions move surrounded by complex building cityscaped facades, but all are fake facades.

Dark interior apartment buildings' lobbies sport mailboxes, and crowds of moving and miserable people, always coupled in pairs, cling to each other trapped in a horrid dream that they cannot awaken from....

It's fear level and its surreal dimension roughly resembles our prison systems..

The entities whom abduct me are small synthetic job-beings, cloaked and unseen, but the entities who assess the testing I've been submitted to are tall, flat like a Gumby character, white like a refrigerator, often hooded and strongly telepathic in nature.

Behind them all, is a controlling reptilian,  with a dark force entity occupied within it.

During abductions, the human brain is somehow detached from the front of the brain, where one's shoe can hang before one's eyes but one cant discern just precisely what it is.

The perspective was waking to find that I was asleep, wrapped in delusional thoughts and scenes.

I later discovered that these entities always just outside of sight, kept me and a host of others during a mass abduction, on short, psychic, surreal leashes of control while manipulating us around the craft for various purposes.

Each abductee was cocooned in a surreal, snug, little delusional 'dream'.

The psychic nature of these entities is most uncannily canny and most people who experience an abduction will not ever recall being inside an alien craft or will dismiss any vivid flashbacks as mere dreams.

Where do we as a race figure into this?

 We have been sold and farmed all over the universe and we are clearly seen as somebody else's valuable property.

I and many others are most reluctant to assume any role of loving parenthood with these odd newest of created  sentient species.

Although those creatures who abduct humans are many of the "things that go 'bump', that we hear in the night, who will assuage, nurture and mend the rejected, the broken hearts of these new and youngest hybrid children, hearts which now also bump in the night?

BIO:

Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened all this for me, a confirmed atheist, UNTIL I saw aliens float me out of my body, in my bed, at night.

 Then, I knew  that they were interested in an essence I never suspected that I had; a soul.

Our spiritual powers that interest and addict interdimensionals are the very powers that can be used to thwart further attacks.

They infect auras with attachments to themselves and ride the reincarnation roller coaster with human beings, as a sanctuary, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have.

Souls are garnered, detoured from our natural spiritual evolution in Heaven.

These joyriding grays can be sinister, discorporate alien souls, stuck to our energies, who bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.

Ontological shock is the sound barrier; should mankind ever grasp the truth about our history,  the Bible as the living word of God shall implode, because of the masquerade of reptilians who posed as Israel's God, and the realization of the misinformation within, that we were ordained, by God, for this resident planet.

That's the essential ontological shock, the shock that the "image we were created in", was alien, and hardly, by any standards, divine.

This revelation would make people's heads explode.

Are You An Alien Abductee?

Alien Abductee Assessment Checklist Questions

Before you deny alien abductions abjectly or even suspect that you are experiencing them, this checklist is engineered to assist in determining if regressive hypnosis or more investigation may be required.

If you can strongly and unequivocally say,"Yes!" to ten or more questions, you may well be one of millions worldwide who has had experiences of high strangeness with alien entities.

(for men) Are there lumps or is there a small, hard 'cyst' within the skin of your scrotum/testicles?

(for women)Did you ever suspect that you might be pregnant and learned that you were not?

Did you ever miss a period and were confused about why?

Do you have feminine problems like painful periods?

(for both men and women):

Did you ever awaken with sore genitals?

Did you ever have a diagnosis of low blood pressure, heart rate or body temperature?

Have you ever awakened with soreness, bruises or scratches on your body?

Did you ever on more than one occasion experience a high tone ringing in your ears?

Have you experienced sinus difficulties?

Is your hearing faculty extraordinarily good?

Have you ever had nosebleeds in the morning or later in the day for no reason whatsoever?

Do you awaken more tired than you were going to bed?

Do you awaken during the night with being startled / have nightmares that linger in your memory longer than usual dreams?

Any headaches/pains behind just one eye?

Do particular lights/smells/sounds affect you with a hypersensitivity?

Have you memories/dreams of odd beings?

Have you ever noticed black cars, black helicopters or men in black suits?

Did you ever spot a UFO or seen lights in the sky making unusual maneuvers?

Did you suddenly ever smell rotting odors or the smell of burning wire for no good reason and with no source discernible?

Did you ever see what looked like odd swirling fog or mists indoors?

Have electrical or electronic equipment/ appliances, light bulbs, wrist watches acted peculiarly around you?

Have you always secretly believed that you were truly most "different" than other people?

Are you oddly, unusually telepathic/psychic at times?

Are you extremely licentious /lascivious/sexual?

Have you ever gained or lost time?(such as arriving much sooner or much later while driving somewhere)

Have you ever felt that you must suddenly lay down for a nap feeling dazed or drugged for no reason?

Have you ever experienced what you thought was an out of body experience?

Have you ever felt eyes on you or sensed an unseen presence nearby?

Do your pets react to unseen presences?

Have you ever awakened as if no time had elapsed between going to bed and awakening, with no recalled dreams ?

Have relationships/sex been predominantly discomforting and problematic?

Have you studied the nighttime sky and stars with an over fascination and undue anxiety?

Have you awoken to find random possessions/clothing not where you left them?

Were you ever very insistent about not having children?

Is there a feeling that you know something you should not talk about or even think about?

Have you ever felt that you were being watched by unseen eyes during sex ?

Have you ever 'dreamed' of aliens/UFOs?

Do you have difficulties sleeping/unusual sleep patterns?

Are you or have you ever been frightened of closets such that the closet door must be firmly closed before you can close your eyes to go to sleep?

(“I've been convinced for a long time that the flying saucers are interplanetary. We are being watched by beings from outer space." ---Albert M. Chop, deputy public relations director, NASA, True Magazine , Jan. 1965. ”)

 Have you moved many times/changed your place of residence often?

Are you very phobic of injections and dentists/ medical procedures?

Do you often feel that 'elevator feeling syndrome' (of eyes behind you)/ being watched?

Do you go to bed with the light/ radio/ television on or does your bed HAVE to be up against a wall for a feeling of 'safety'?

Are you much more open minded than most people?

Are there gaping memory gaps around childhood/puberty years of your life?

Have you experimented with altered states of consciousness?

Do you think of plants and animals as just as important as human beings?

Have you had vivid dreams of flying?

Have you dreamed of being chased or of rescues?

Have you dreamed that you were in a classroom /taking odd exams?

Have you dreamed of crowded rides on buses/trains or dreamed you were travelling on a bicycle?

Have you dreamed of catastrophic wars/tidal waves/ mass evacuations?

Have you dreamed about odd or unusual small children ?

Have you dreamed/had nightmares about large bugs or large insects?

Have you ever dreamed of seeing / being aware while being underwater/or breathing underwater?

Have you ever dreamed that you were being surgically worked on?

Are you virtually immune/highly resistant to drugs like Novocain, requiring dentists to give up on you sometimes?

Do you have an exaggerated startle reflex?

Rather than blatant landings of alien craft on your front lawn (or the White House's front lawn), the alien human abduction experience is subtle and ineffable, interdimensional and elusive and predominates when we are asleep in R.E.M.s.

 The images recalled as 'dreams' are, in truth, alien- imposed  scenarios, 'tests' that are so uniform from one abductee to the next they that seem as almost stock footage in that so many similarities abound.

The residual post trauma of abductions resolves into a disease syndrome, containing many of the above emergent symptoms as clear indicators.

Director of CIA, Admiral R.H. Hillenkoetter: "It is time for the truth to be brought out in open Congressional hearings. Behind the scenes, high-ranking Air Force officers are soberly concerned about UFOs. But through official secrecy and ridicule, citizens are led to believe the unknown flying objects are nonsense. To hide the facts, the Air Force has silenced its personnel." p. 58, quoted from New York Times, February 28, 1960, p. L30

Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened all this for Paul, a confirmed atheist, UNTIL Paul saw aliens float him out of his body, in his bed, at night. 

Then, he knew that they were interested in an essence that he never suspected that he had, a nonphysical soul. 

Our spiritual powers that interest and addict interdimensionals are the very powers that can be used to thwart further attacks. 

They infect auras with attachments to themselves and ride the reincarnation roller coaster with human beings, as a sanctuary, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have. 

Souls are garnered, detoured from our natural spiritual evolution in Heaven. 

These joyriding grays can be sinister, discorporate alien souls, stuck to our energies, who bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.