by Paul Schroeder
Q-"What's your first recollection of aliens?"
I shall never forget my first alien abduction recollection; I was about six years old or perhaps a little younger.
As a child I saw alien entities rarely described anywhere else in alien related literature.
In my many years of research on this subject I have rarely come across similar descriptions by any other alien abductee or by one who has described someone else's experiences with alien entities.
Two aliens came for a visit with me late one summer night at ten o'clock in the evening and must have stunted my growth by scaring the bejeebers out of me, when I was a very young child.
This happened a short while after both parents had put me safely to bed for sleep; I do remember being wide awake and still up, listening to the night sounds of crickets and katydids chirping loudly on Shore Road, overlooking the Narrows in Bay Ridge.
I do recall that I was wearing my pajamas and already in bed, alone and wide awake in my bedroom.
Two astoundingly diminutive non human creatures hovered outside my fourth story bedroom window, an apartment window which had no fire escape or ledge.
They appeared to be no larger than 8-12 inches long, from alien head to alien toe.
They were almost puppet like, with small wrinkled, wizened, gnome like miniature features on little heads completely encased in what clearly looked like glass see-through diving / space helmets.
(In retrospect, with much after thought, they apparently did not breathe our atmosphere's mostly nitrogen, planetary air mixture.)
There were two of them, bobbing and floating outside of my window, tapping on my window screen!
They were dressed in tiny, snug fitting silver/gray reflecting flight suits of sorts.
I do recall that their tiny helmet encased faces were very ugly and most wrinkled.
I wondered where they lived or had come from, in an attempt to control my raw fear.
They bobbed and hovered, just outside of my 4th story, flimsy ill fitting wooden window screen, tapping on it with little hands!
I did not realize that they were alien creatures, but I knew that they were alive creatures who wanted me to come to them at the window!
Ugly space puppets in glass helmets and flight suits?
I could not believe what my young eyes told me.
There was a tapping at the screen.
It grew strangely silent and all insect sounds suddenly ceased, a sudden quiet that descends when EMFs are emitted from alien presences and technologies, close by; this phenomenon has since been labeled the, "Oz effect".
A large dresser-bureau was between my bed and the window.
I had to lean the front part of my body sideways off of the bed and almost halfway to the floor and twist my head, to see around the bulky piece of furniture so I could peer out, towards my window.
Suddenly, I was aware that in addition to the sudden silence of the multitudinous crickets and katydids outside, I could no longer as well hear television sounds from the living room, where my parents were watching television.
I heard the tapping and was worried and curious; I quickly swung down and around to look.
Two ugly, miniature, dark, puppet like, clear helmet encased, gnome like creatures stared into the window, back at me!
As they bobbed gently up and down in midair, I heard a conversational exchange between them, the sounds of which I have not forgotten for fifty years since.
It was a buzzing sound like hornets in a jar.
I recognized, even then as a very young child, that they were talking to each other, first one, and then the other, back and forth, in a conversation without words, an odd hollow buzzing exchange; it sounded like angry bees in a glass jar.
My eyes opened wide and I shrank back in fear and pulled the blanket over my head.
I recall thinking that I had never before seen anything that resembled these tiny puppet-like creatures, and also realized that nothing quite like this had ever happened to me, before, as the fear grew to almost stop my breath.
My mouth fell wide open in awe and terror.
Fear tingled and crawled across my forehead and down both arms and legs.
Then an idea surfaced and repeated itself:
" It's not possible", I thought and I shook my head, still under the blanket.
I could not at all accept what I was seeing!
On impulse, I drew the blanket away from my head and peered around the corner of the bed, though fear told me that I should not dare to again risk exposing myself or my face, to their view.
Very quickly, this time, I swung down and around to steel myself for another prolonged hard peek.
Abject disbelief forced me to again stare out at that window.
Two pairs of eyes looked back!
There was a tapping on the screen.
I exploded backwards into the bed in panic, and again threw the blanket over my head paralyzed with raw terror.
Electric waves of fear ran across my forehead and down my arms.
I was so filled with fear, that I could scarcely breathe!
I could NOT have imagined it, I thought.
But I knew that I had not and could not bring myself to look again, my fear was so great.
I huddled in the corner of the bed terrified and in agony of a terrible dilemma.
I was too scared to even think about calling out to my parents.
I tried very hard to believe that these creatures hadn't really seen me and if I were very quiet maybe they'd go away..
But, If I didn't look again, I somehow reasoned, I would never know if what I saw was real, and my curiosity burned within almost as strongly as my fear.
I reasoned that if I did look again and they were still there, I would lose my mind to fear.
I peeked again, long and hard, this time..
They hovered, bobbing in air, staring back at me.
In what may have been a child's hysterical reaction to a fearful experience of very high strangeness, or perhaps alien mind control, I recall that I crawled into a corner of my bed and immediately fell quite fast asleep.
I've no notion of what happened, after those moments.
Since that experience, I have learned more about the nature and motives of those tiny beings, gnome-like tiny aliens who are closely associated with reptoid-greys and abductions of humans.
Aliens have always been here and are as native and terrestrial to our planet as are thunderstorms; they are the game wardens of this preserve that we call 'Earth and like good game wardens they do not let the creatures within suspect that it is indeed a preserve.
They are inter dimensional as well as inter galactic and can and do use the same dimension that ghosts and demons do to enter and exit our physical reality.
The lower Earth animal forms seen as reptiles, amphibians, insects, are mirrored and echoed by the higher technological forms which have often been seen aboard craft, forms who have lent their DNA to create this preserve.
We , too, are constructs of their creative meddling.
When people ask them,"Where are you from?"
"Where do you come from?", they are often told,
"We come from within."
That is, after physical abductions, seeking " sanctuary", their possessing energies are deposited, not unlike the lamprey parasites that they are, within the multi layered human psyche/mind.
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 he saw aliens float him out of his body, in his bed, at night.
Then, he knew that they were interested in an essence he never suspected that he 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 people, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have.
These joyriding grays can be sinister, discorporate alien souls ,stuck to your energies, who bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.
