Undeniable UFO Documentary
Thomas Jefferson, an otherwise brilliant man, refused to believe in the reality of meteorites reported fallen, as he deeply believed that no rock could 'float in the air only to later fall", so 'inferiority' in 'intellect' is not an issue with those who cannot accept ghosts, demons or aliens' existence from others' reports; they, like
Jefferson, are hamstrung and crippled by beliefs, contrary to any truth about the unseen world all around us, using a logic based on insufficient data of the true nature of reality..
Alien and UFO debunkers clearly join UFO groups to closely monitor those who claim to be alien abductees and to plant seeds of ridicule.
From their abject denials, to their deliberate planting of Pollyanna disinformation, about alien creatures and their sinister motives, it can initially and wrongly make one wonder, whether there is intelligent life, on Earth.
Some debunkers, however, seem not to be purposeful, governmental planted cynics.
When someone like THAT surfaces, one must feel sorry for them because they are so very poorly informed, and one must tell them that there is no longer room for such ignorance, (ignoring evidence) in this endeavor, given the mountains of evidential details available.
But, a true debunker, is one who purposefully attempts to muddy the UFO fountain, such that none may drink.
As an abductee for my whole life, I have stumbled through unknowing, to suspicion, and then resistance, and counsel to offer rare insights and advice to detect and thwart alien soul and body tampering.
Published widely and recognized as an eloquent note in the chorus of barbaric yawps concerning experts who've never seen or confronted these myriad entities, personally for 45 years, I write, do radio interviews and assist filmmakers with background research.
At night, your astral body travels to realms from angelic to demonic, spirit worlds of myriad vibrational levels and the pictures that you see on the backs of your eyelids, while you R.E.M., are not dreams but visits, souvenirs of a greater reality.
Like goldfish who never suspect a greater world beyond the pond's surface, the limited awareness of humankind floats beneath the surface of a greater reality, groping, mouths agape in fish ignorance.
Aliens hybridize, and invade astrally to abduct, monitor, and possess, to entangle their energies with ours to ride the reincarnation roller coaster of our auras giving a new meaning to a silent invasion.
Once on a mother-ship so huge, that one could ride a bicycle for ten minutes, from one end to the other, on an elongated passageway, between those far ends, I encountered, and walked by several human uniformed military personnel, who seemed shocked and disoriented, seemingly wrestling with abject confusion.
On board, were many rooms filled to bursting with root stock corms and bulb rhizomes, and I was overcome with delight as I adore gardening.
I scurried to bring a requested drink of water for an alien grey, one who showed off his expertise in controlling me, as I am usually difficult to manipulate within craft, because I often awaken with lucidity in the midst of alien imposed trances and stupors .
One is kept cocooned, on a short psychic leash of imposed delusional scenarios, and yet I become lucid and fully conscious, at some times.
As an abductee, whenever I have been in the presence of tall reptilians, rage and hatred is palpable, from them; according to several psychics, who never met each other, I am a reincarnated Pleiades officer who was on a rescue mission to save Earth children from reptilian slavery and in the process, I and my crew were captured and hanged.
Most fascinating, without them ever seeing me, I have a noose-like scar from surgery on my neck, to remove discs that crushed my spinal cord , this lifetime, a vestigial remnant of reptilian vendetta exacted in this lifetime.
Earth is under invasion, one person at a time, and we are all alone, together.
Some of my experiences, are echoed within a link, at the end of this page, which will bring you more of my journal entries.
I had felt electric vibrations throughout my whole body while in bed and had seen my astral body separate and float out of my physical body, in astral abductions of my spiritual essence, which retained all of my predilections and discriminations, while leaving my chop-meat-DNA- contrived- body, bereft of spirit, behind, in bed.
At first glance, I believed that I had died!
Out of body, I had conveyor belt travels, vivid OBE sublime and terrifying experiences, at the hands of aliens, directly tied to my previously monitored thoughts, more proof of that alien-proprietary- monitored-consciousness, suffered by abductees.
I am a fifty year old happily married father of two extraordinary teens.
I am one who writes, landscapes, crafts his own ales, hunts mushrooms, breeds native giant silk moths, plays bass and drums and teaches.
My wife and I have been friends and lovers for over twenty years, and she supports my hobbies and writing with a skeptical and cautious approach which has helped to keep me centered.
I have seen different subspecies of alien entities since I was a young child living on Shore Road in Brooklyn until my later years as a resident of Long Island, and I am convinced that many others have also struggled to assess and grasp similar indigestible alien experiences which challenge everything we've ever been taught.
We were told by experts like Carl Sagan, who recently passed, that Earth is too far out in the 'boonies' of our galaxy to merit attention by E.T.s, but he was dead wrong, long before he was dead .
Earth is, and always has been, a crossroads for many highly technological lifeforms.
The mean-spirited ones, now doing salvage, are the vestigial remnants of a union that donated their DNA to set up this rare jewel of a preserve.
Good gamekeepers never let the animals within suspect that it is, indeed, a preserve.
THAT'S why, our planet looms as a seemingly rare botanical and animal jewel, in the context of so many other barren worlds, that we can discern in the Universe.
We, rather than having been divinely ordained for Earth, have been placed, and farmed throughout the galaxy, seen as someone else's property..
When alien abductees get too close to finding or reaching any truths about aliens and their total involvement in their personal lives, they are universally diverted to and distracted with ghosts, haunting and demonics, as a ruse and a ploy, which generally works amazingly well, as both a distraction and a diversion.
Alien gangster-types, reptilians and small dark greys, relish any chance to imposter as ghosts and poltergeists and since they enter and exit our reality, from the same dimension portals that ghosts and demons use, they do delight in muddling the picture.
After craft sightings, suddenly, there were knocks on walls, pings on overhead lamps, heavy planted pots moving, sounds of animals running across the floor; I have shut all the lights to wander my rooms, in pitch blackness, with awe, to reach out mentally to these UFO offenders.
I have unlearned fear and horror.
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 more interested in an essence, that I never suspected I had: a soul.
http://soulofwit.com/PaulSchroeder
| Paul Schroeder | 22 octobre |
Alien and UFO debunkers clearly join UFO groups to closely monitor those who claim to be alien abductees and to plant seeds of ridicule.
From their abject denials, to their deliberate planting of Pollyanna disinformation, about alien creatures and their sinister motives, it can initially and wrongly make one wonder, whether there is intelligent life, on Earth.
Some debunkers, however, seem not to be purposeful, governmental planted cynics.
When someone like THAT surfaces, one must feel sorry for them because they are so very poorly informed, and one must tell them that there is no longer room for such ignorance, (ignoring evidence) in this endeavor, given the mountains of evidential details available.
But, a true debunker, is one who purposefully attempts to muddy the UFO fountain, such that none may drink.
and thinking back on the event things began to fall into place.
