During the week of the UFO activity we observed the craft coming from different directions but all converge in the direction of State Forest and Pine Tree plantations. We did, out of curiosity, drive along the dirt roads winding through the forest but found no evidence that any of the craft had actually landed. But that was to change a day or so after.
It was already dark. Three of us were outside by the car, the best vantage point, free from the tall pines that bordered my property, being able to look up the highway in both directions. While looking up the highway, west towards Ballarat, I suddenly caught sight of a seemingly small red glowing object slowly crossing the highway. It came from near the rear of the house, a paddocked area. It wasn't flying very high, about half the height of the reasonably tall Gum trees on the other side of the highway. The glowing object slowly and carefully was maneuvering between the trees and disappeared into the forest.
My immediate reaction was quick and, after pushing the others into the car, I set off in pursuit of the object. I don't know why but I knew that the object was a probe and that it was returning to the craft that had sent it out. My intention was to out maneuver it, or head it off at the pass, so to speak, and I knew the roads and bush tracks like the back of my own hand. I knew, considering the slow speed of the object, a bit of speed on my part I would most probably intercept it.
Well, I didn't catch sight of that probe again. Instead, I stumbled onto something else. The actual craft itself. And I tell you, my adrenaline was pumping pretty fiercely at that stage. I spotted the craft as I was tearing around a bend sending gravel flying in all directions. It was situated down a small embankment, say 30 yards away. In the darkness i could not make out its shape but naturally it was black and had dim lights leaving several windows. I can't recall now whether they were round or square.
Fearless that I am, after about 30 seconds evaluating the craft, I jumped out of the car to go down and introduce myself. Duhh :-) I asked the other two with me to come down with me, unfortunately, they were petrified and refused to leave the car. Fine, its up to me to take the glory. As I made my way down the slight embankment, as perhaps like a lost species of Homo Erectus would, or Silver Back straight out of Africa, I must have scared the visitors as I suddenly felt a force that froze me to the spot with a very, very strong impression in my head, "Don't come down!" The force freed me and without any further hesitation turned on my heels and clambered back up the embankment, sending a thought force back in their direction, "Well, if that's the way you feel about it." I didn't hang around and drove away, slightly disappointed.
About a week after the UFO Flap ended in my area both Geelong and Melton, about 90 or so Ks away experienced a week long UFO Flap. Unlike mine, theirs was lit up like Christmas trees and made all the major news channels. In Melton, they were even chased by police cars. I could not help but wonder whether what I had been witnessing was a preparation for the show to come. One thing for sure, they were not in the mood to abduct anyone, where I was concerned. Bad luck, they missed the opportunity in abducting a good specimen.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
UFO Flap - Black Triangles
It was just before nightfall. I had left the house and was doing things around the car that was parked outside the main gate to the driveway. I at this time was living in a small town just outside of Daylesford in central Victoria, Australia. Something made me look up into the sky in a northerly direction. I noticed a flying object, about the size of a small conventional plane heading in my direction. I immediately knew this was not a conventional plane, but something weird. The area in which I lived covered no particular flight path and it was rare to see planes flying overhead. Realizing I was onto something unusual here, I retrieved the binoculars from the boot of the car and focused it on the object. I was pretty quick as the object was already practically flying directly overhead. The speed was not fast and its altitude was approximately 50 feet or so above the tree tops, low enough that the binoculars were hardly needed. The object was black and triangular. The object made absolutely no noise what so ever. Once having passed overhead it slightly curved and changed direction, heading toward a pine tree plantation several kilometers away.
Exited about having seen a UFO I called others from within the house to come outside. Gathered around my car we didn’t have to wait long when we spotted another triangular craft approaching slowly from the same direction as did the first. Daylight by now was quickly failing but still light enough to distinguish features. While our eyes were peeled on the approaching craft we were more surprised to observe a second craft approaching low from the west, and then another from the south. All slowly flew in the direction of the pine tree plantation. Neither of the craft made any noise. The evening was deadly silent.
A peculiar thing about this sighting was: my house was located just off from a reasonably busy highway, yet none of the traffic seemed to be aware of the craft overhead. Not a single car pulled over to the side of the road for a better look. Sure, unless you looked up, due to the stillness, you would not have been aware of anything flying overhead. But I would have assumed that at least one person passing in a car would have spotted at least one craft.
I can now not remember whether I noticed any writings or symbols. The flap would last for about 3 hours per night, and we observed them for at least a week. We never again saw approaching groups of three, but at least one every twenty minutes or so. During the darkness there were at least four navigation lights, white, blue, red and green flashing on and off, two on the front of each wing. I don’t remember seeing any windows or portholes.
There was one observation that took my interest: one craft slowly approaching suddenly stopped mid air. Hover, if you could call it that. It remained just motionless. The increasing humming sound of an approaching plane soon made me realize why the object became motionless. The object stopped there to watch the plane. Once the small plane had passed the object moved away.
The invitation to a skeptic
This occurred during what was to be the last night of the UFO Flap. During the week we were discussing the appearance of UFO with several townspeople, and one shop keeper, somewhat to our surprise, had also been watching the UFO activity during the several nights. Others that we were talking to were not aware of what was taking place in our night skies.
Somehow we managed to get drawn into conversing the subject with an entire skeptic whose sole belief was that half a pound of bacon makes a damn good soup and his vision didn't go much further than that. Considering the events of the last week we were quite certain to invite him down to witness the activities and, without any doubt, make a firm believer out of him. It was going to be a long and drawn out night with the real possibility of him going home empty handed and us being made to look like fools.
Activity had practically diminished to nothing. Nothing was happening. Close to 1 am, with the night getting nippy, and rather feeling foolish for being out there for hours, we decided to call it a night, with our skeptic friend confirming his disbelief in such nonsense. But then suddenly…it flew ever so silently over our heads. It turned out to be the best sighting yet. This black triangular thing was huge. Much lower than all the previous, and it seemed as though we could practically reach out and touch it. Also, unlike the other smaller craft, this monster was lit up like a Christmas tree with white lights covering its underbelly. Quietly it disappeared out of sight. For several minutes we stood in the silence awestruck.
The skeptic went home that night a believer.
Exited about having seen a UFO I called others from within the house to come outside. Gathered around my car we didn’t have to wait long when we spotted another triangular craft approaching slowly from the same direction as did the first. Daylight by now was quickly failing but still light enough to distinguish features. While our eyes were peeled on the approaching craft we were more surprised to observe a second craft approaching low from the west, and then another from the south. All slowly flew in the direction of the pine tree plantation. Neither of the craft made any noise. The evening was deadly silent.
A peculiar thing about this sighting was: my house was located just off from a reasonably busy highway, yet none of the traffic seemed to be aware of the craft overhead. Not a single car pulled over to the side of the road for a better look. Sure, unless you looked up, due to the stillness, you would not have been aware of anything flying overhead. But I would have assumed that at least one person passing in a car would have spotted at least one craft.
I can now not remember whether I noticed any writings or symbols. The flap would last for about 3 hours per night, and we observed them for at least a week. We never again saw approaching groups of three, but at least one every twenty minutes or so. During the darkness there were at least four navigation lights, white, blue, red and green flashing on and off, two on the front of each wing. I don’t remember seeing any windows or portholes.
There was one observation that took my interest: one craft slowly approaching suddenly stopped mid air. Hover, if you could call it that. It remained just motionless. The increasing humming sound of an approaching plane soon made me realize why the object became motionless. The object stopped there to watch the plane. Once the small plane had passed the object moved away.
The invitation to a skeptic
This occurred during what was to be the last night of the UFO Flap. During the week we were discussing the appearance of UFO with several townspeople, and one shop keeper, somewhat to our surprise, had also been watching the UFO activity during the several nights. Others that we were talking to were not aware of what was taking place in our night skies.
Somehow we managed to get drawn into conversing the subject with an entire skeptic whose sole belief was that half a pound of bacon makes a damn good soup and his vision didn't go much further than that. Considering the events of the last week we were quite certain to invite him down to witness the activities and, without any doubt, make a firm believer out of him. It was going to be a long and drawn out night with the real possibility of him going home empty handed and us being made to look like fools.
Activity had practically diminished to nothing. Nothing was happening. Close to 1 am, with the night getting nippy, and rather feeling foolish for being out there for hours, we decided to call it a night, with our skeptic friend confirming his disbelief in such nonsense. But then suddenly…it flew ever so silently over our heads. It turned out to be the best sighting yet. This black triangular thing was huge. Much lower than all the previous, and it seemed as though we could practically reach out and touch it. Also, unlike the other smaller craft, this monster was lit up like a Christmas tree with white lights covering its underbelly. Quietly it disappeared out of sight. For several minutes we stood in the silence awestruck.
The skeptic went home that night a believer.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
UFO - Spiritual Focus.
My next UFO experience draws more toward occult perspective and is better understood by those who are reasonably advanced in spiritual matters. This experience occurred some time after my previous experiences. It happened during a time when I was briefly staying at my parent's home. I was in bed, preparing to sleep after I had finished reading a few pages of a book. I lit a cigarette and switched of the lights. It happened while I was peacefully lying there in the dark.
A very loud sound became audible in the room. It was very similar to a vacuum cleaner being switched on. As the sound increased I began to feel the sensation of being sucked up into this vacuum cleaner. Accompanying the sound strong thought impressions entered my mind: "it's only us. We are stationed tens of kilometres above your home." The image of a circular spaceship was displayed in my mind, somewhere way out in space. I was not the slightest bit disturbed or felt uncomfortable with what was happening.
The noise and the sucking sensation was intensely strong. I could practically feel the bed jumping around in the room. I remember the thought coming to me that the activity was bound to wake my parents in the next room. I knew what was going on and what these aliens, or whatever they were, were intending to do: mainly to draw the spirit from the body. And this worried me. I was smoking.
With the alien intention and the predicament of the cigarette I had to forcibly prevent my spirit from leaving the body. I was gripping with one hand onto the bed whilst with the other I was desperately trying to reach the ashtray on the night table. I was well aware that if the spirit leaves the body would succumb to sleep and I may well end up being barbequed. If I managed to survive the fire, then certainly, my mother would execute me with a frying pan. I was still too young to die.
Though the experience probably only went for about 30 seconds, the desperate struggle to reach the ashtray felt more like minutes. Eventually I did manage to drop the cigarette into the ashtray and I resigned myself to just resist and give into the suction.
Everything stopped!
The noise and the suction ceased and the bed assumed its normal still position within the room. Everything was quiet. "Hey, come on!" I quietly called out. I was ready to go. But nothing further happened. Was I disappointed? You bet your life I was. I could even say I was slightly angry. There I lay in the now still bed and quiet room with no place to go. The whole thing took on the atmosphere that nothing peculiar had happened. There were no mental impressions.
Conclusions
A very loud sound became audible in the room. It was very similar to a vacuum cleaner being switched on. As the sound increased I began to feel the sensation of being sucked up into this vacuum cleaner. Accompanying the sound strong thought impressions entered my mind: "it's only us. We are stationed tens of kilometres above your home." The image of a circular spaceship was displayed in my mind, somewhere way out in space. I was not the slightest bit disturbed or felt uncomfortable with what was happening.
The noise and the sucking sensation was intensely strong. I could practically feel the bed jumping around in the room. I remember the thought coming to me that the activity was bound to wake my parents in the next room. I knew what was going on and what these aliens, or whatever they were, were intending to do: mainly to draw the spirit from the body. And this worried me. I was smoking.
With the alien intention and the predicament of the cigarette I had to forcibly prevent my spirit from leaving the body. I was gripping with one hand onto the bed whilst with the other I was desperately trying to reach the ashtray on the night table. I was well aware that if the spirit leaves the body would succumb to sleep and I may well end up being barbequed. If I managed to survive the fire, then certainly, my mother would execute me with a frying pan. I was still too young to die.
Though the experience probably only went for about 30 seconds, the desperate struggle to reach the ashtray felt more like minutes. Eventually I did manage to drop the cigarette into the ashtray and I resigned myself to just resist and give into the suction.
Everything stopped!
The noise and the suction ceased and the bed assumed its normal still position within the room. Everything was quiet. "Hey, come on!" I quietly called out. I was ready to go. But nothing further happened. Was I disappointed? You bet your life I was. I could even say I was slightly angry. There I lay in the now still bed and quiet room with no place to go. The whole thing took on the atmosphere that nothing peculiar had happened. There were no mental impressions.
Conclusions
Communication via telepathy as per 1st experience prompting me to venture outside and look into the sky.
They obviously know me and have been showing me attention / attracting my attention for reasons yet unknown.
They have the ability to draw the spirit out of the body, which was in my case, and probably also have the means to draw up the entire physical body should they wish to do so.
They can probably, even while hovering miles above in space, view into our private lives without us being the slightest bid aware of their observation. This is not disturbing as spirit does that anyway.For those reading this with confusion keep reading the "Interview with the Hermit" where, as it progresses, aspects of the spiritual being will be more thoroughly discussed.I will also link here an internet discussion where I mentioned this experience. As soon as I can retrieve it from the Google archives.
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