ALIENS? All at once, three small blue - grey entities stood at the door inside watching me.
The leader intruded into my psyche or mind, usurping, taking control and causing anxiety, the soul's natural intuitive approach signal to an intrusion, a nervousness that I now recognized.
I ordered them out, using the name of Christ, putting the guitar down, shutting off the stereo and amp and mentally ordered them; "Out!! Out!! Out !! Out!! "
I was swept with their raw surprise; two left, evaporated; one, amazed and reluctant, lingered.
I reached into my spiritual self and defensively recited the Lord's prayer and struggled inwardly to resist, ordering him out even as I strongly felt that he hesitated, repeatedly.
It took five long minutes, minutes that seemed longer than mere minutes before the anxiety, that is the mental intrusion ended and I felt alone.
But I wasn't.
I went into the kitchen to boil water for tea, left the room and turned my back, my mind, away from the feelings in the living room when a word in my mind, emblazoned, loomed in letters large and capital. "BEREAVEMENT".
With my eyes open the words hung in space as an afterimage.
Were they sad that I had resisted?
Tough, I thought.
Would they make me grieve in nightmares, cry heartbreaking tears?
What did it mean? Bad dreams?
In four days I was on a plane booked at a hotel to attend my father - in - law's funeral in Florida.
Both the airfare and hotel rates were listed as "BEREAVEMENT" rates on both receipts.
So, it seems that as well as being invisible they can see into the future and tell us, warn us of it, as it suits them.
But it seemed as if it were a slap, a rebuke to have been so told, flippantly shown that illuminated neon sign of "BEREAVEMENT", in such a cryptic, stilted and intrusively off-handed way.
The sight of that glowing psychic word was as much a response to my rejection of them as it was almost mean-spirited information.
And most importantly it, the word 'BEREAVEMENT" strongly confirmed, clearly that sudden or slow creeping anxiety IS a symptom that intuitively alerts me that psychic intrusion, mental interference is happening.
If the word hadn't appeared, even though thin blue beings had appeared in my mind's-eye, I would not have been sure that a wave of free-floating anxiety most certainly means that they're already HERE and INSIDE!
I was never really sure before.
The word "BEREAVEMENT" confirmed to me that I was right and underlined the difficulty non-psychic people have, who wrestle with panic attacks, completely uninformed, left to suffer in the dark.
What clinician wouldn't throw pills at the symptom?
If I can fight them in the first initial stages then perhaps I can resist more completely. But how can you fight something that you can't see?
They change tactics, redouble their efforts and make one pay heavily for resistance.
They're addicted to abduction and also have access to demonic creatures, who do their bidding. Fight? Resist?
My analogy is one of cows grazing in a world - wide pasture.
They are simply cows who eat grass under God's blue sky and don't acknowledge or analyze too much because they're only cows.
But they love life and God and His skies and His grasses.
Occasionally, something odd, bizarre, an experience of high strangeness occurs; the farmer comes and milks the cows.
Most cows pay no attention as they are just cows who eat grass and the experience happens when they are asleep or dully unaware.
The few (smart) cows who do resent the episodic intrusion, who are aware of the subtle meddling, kick over the pail and spill the milk.
They may even threaten the farmer himself.
For these cows, the farmer does not return; instead, he sends in the 'butcher', for these cows.
The 'butcher' is an evil, punishing entity, demonic and also interdimensional who "MEDVED", "comes in the night", to give illnesses, infections, pains, organ disease, death, herniated discs.
Moreover, sudden contrived bad luck looms everywhere, in bidding retribution for the abducting, but now thwarted entities, who resent resistance in any form.
I often wonder, when at air terminals, awash in crowds, or at a ballgame surrounded by many tens of thousands, how many seemingly unaware human bovines are being "milked" by interdimensionals; and I also wonder how many unsuspecting people are truly troubled and aware as I am, of these negative-thought nighttime 'visitors'?
How many people, thronged in diverse pursuits know?
How many may merely suspect?
The accumulated, slowly built subtle evidence suddenly looms as obvious as a trout in the milk.
But would cows recognize a trout in the milk?
No, most would go on to chew grass under God's blue skies and deny the subtle spiritual interference as a 'bad dream' or their imagination.
There is electrical interference with the T.V., bands of static and white noise every few seconds on all the channels, like someone is broadcasting nearby, on all frequencies!
Ticks and knocks are heard in the walls; laying in bed in the darkness, I hear a patter of soft but clear footfalls in the attic and on the roof, more paddling.
The floorboards red and termite- ridden creak and pop as unseen entities walk by my footboard as I toss anxiously; I try hard to ignore the sounds, asking myself; "How can they just walk unseen through walls and doors yet still have enough seeming weight, enough specific gravity to make the floor creak?!"
I begin to pray trying to mentally resist, calmly now, over and over telling them to go: "Be gone, unclean, evil spirits.
Leave me alone; the power of Christ, himself, the Blood of the Martyrs and God, himself, orders you to leave."
-over and over - I close my eyes, aware that anger, fear, all negative emotions, are food to them. My repulse must be totally positive.
I try to think of them as marauding intrusive raccoons who stumble, motives unclear, into a trespass situation.
There are some who say that the entities forfeit their rights to not being attacked physically when they intrude, but they never materialize even when I know that they're PRESENT; physically, I cannot see them.
Sometimes a quick moving shadow or a flash of lights occurs in the room, as though traffic could reverberate lights into a room with the blinds shut.
They can either "cloak" the area of their presence or because they are at a higher intelligence and vibrational level of reality (not higher morals) they are simply invisible.
But they're THERE.
I just keep my eyes closed tightly and that perhaps explains the general blackness surrounding vivid abduction memories, dreamlike in quality.
"SLEEP!" "SLEEP!"
A hooded grey stands tall, by the bed: "GO BACK TO SLEEP - DO NOT AWAKEN" forces my mind to resume dreaming. I am in blackness.
When I awaken, bereft of memories and tired, I swing my legs over the bedside to reach the floor and open my eyes.
A voice in my head, not my own, but much like my own says:
"Time to activate"
That stops me cold as I rise. "Time to activate"?!
That's hardly my jargon, my word-salad, my own choice of words to describe starting another day!
"Time to activate" chills me as, (forgive me) EGO - ALIEN to my thought processes.
Here again, I'm left to wander, to wonder; What does it mean?
I wonder if an alien "walk - in" has occurred into my mind's psyche, an alien interloper - possessing - entity.
I refuse the thought; I don't feel any differently.
But that sentence is so strange that it haunts me days, later.
"Time to activate"
Am I being monitored? Controlled? It surely feels like "Time to activate"
could be their alien,stilted jargon relating to the stoppage of oversleep pattern into consciousness.
Or is it replete with psychic or bodily conscious monitoring?
"Time to activate"
Activate what?!
What does it mean?!
I feel as though my inviolate rights, rights over my body and spirit have been repeatedly violated.
Just before going to bed I hear footfalls creaking the floorboards by the closet door.
Closets are used as portals.
I close my eyes and mentally recite the Lord's prayer.
A vivid vision of a naked woman is flashed into my mind; she is heavy - set, voluptuous.
As I examine it, eyes closed, I begin to realize that the image is imposed onto me for mental intrusion and to relax me, distract me towards sleep.
I reject the image and try to see and visually project back to them, Jesus' peaceful face and the 'Sacred Heart' of love that God has for mankind.
As though in answer, a white macabre mask of "Scream", the phantom mask mouth agape, eyes grimacing looms into my mind.
I recognize that it too has been imposed, forced onto my mind to possibly scare me or at least to answer my thoughts.
Astonished but resolute, I turn over in bed, eyes closed and I reject with pity and with contempt the image's attempt to startle me; I hold a scornful, condescending, judgmental disapproval of the entities' efforts and
I drift into sleep confidently holding those thoughts against the entities while I trust to God, Christ and my spirit guides and angels to protect me while I sleep.
""St. Michael, Archangel of all angels, who defended God in Heaven against the Devil, I humbly call upon you now to defend me in battle against the wiles and snares of the Devil, whom I rebuke, and with God's help, send him back to Hell, along with dark spirits, who walk the Earth, seeking to destroy men's souls.
Amen."
""God, although I am not worthy, send me a guardian angel to protect me from evil; I ask God to surround me, wrap me, in a bubble of divine grace and light to protect my soul and body from being tampered with. "
""I ask that this white light of God's Grace and protection come into my soul to cleanse and purify it.
I I send out all my negativity through this white light, like so much dark smoke hurting no one.
And I ask that God protects me in this white light all day and especially when I sleep at night.
Please God, protect me this day and every night.
Amen."
"St. Lucy, patron saint of blindness, give me vision to sense the invisible, to see into the darkness, to raise both my arms in defense against the darkness and to have the light, divine light, protect me against inter dimensional invisible beings who mean me ill."
I drift off, into an uneasy sleep. . If you BELIEVE strongly that you are protected, somehow, they'll leave you alone.
Why?
Presence of mind is our greatest weapon; the ridicule factor, is their best 'defense'.
Who, in one's 'right mind' can one even discuss these things with?
Paper is, indeed, much more patient than people.
EPILOGUE:
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
BIO:
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.
