Paranormal Experiments Update: Incredible Out of Body Experience

Here's one for the books ...

I just woke up a couple of hours ago from the most bizarre lucid dream and possible Out of Body Experience. I want to get this written down while it's still fresh in my mind. It was a convoluted mess, although as you will see, I did manage to maintain a certain degree of lucid awareness.

Inasmuch as this incredible dream involved multiple layers of consciousness, I hope you can follow the gist of what I'll be struggling to describe. There were dreams within dreams, OBEs within OBEs, and I'm not going to bother trying to analyze this one to death.

It can speak for itself~

No hypnogogics, quickly passed into sleep.
Dream:
I am lying in bed, feeling thick and muffled. I awaken to find myself moving out of the bed, covers. The room looks very similar to real life bedroom, but the dimension feels distorted, larger or stretched.
I exit my room and head down the hallway. I'm not sure if it was due to the spatial distortion or what, but it feels like I am still muffled, or moving through cotton candy (NOT the moving through water feeling - I felt absolutely no resistance in anyway). Hard to describe, like I am surrounded by a 'baffling of air'.
I proceed through the house and go on back to my cousin's room, to tell him I am out of my body.
He is aware and remarks on my condition.
With that, and still in my home, I explore a little this new condition and feeling. Very, very odd.
I find myself drawn back to my bed, my body is mounded up under the covers.
Then I awaken (though still dreaming) within my dream.
I move out of my dream bed, thinking I am having another out of body.
Then I realize that no, THIS second OBE is not the same as the first. I am still encased in the body, and everything feels really thick.
I can see my upright body in a sort of 360 fashion. I see what reminds me of baffles of stuffing encased around my arms, in a wrap of sorts. My cousin is now with me, in my room, watching my progress. I am showing him this padding that encases me, and explaining the difference between lucid dreaming and the OBE state.
For some reason, I feel a shadowy unease, or fear, creeping over me. I can't define it any better than that, but I want to head it off/avoid something.
With that, I go back to bed, to sleep (am still dreaming all of this).
I get up a THIRD time and this, I understand, is like the first. I'm free again.
If anything, things feel lighter and smoother.
It is then that I seem to go somewhere, to leave the vicinity of my room or else slip back into a genuine dream state where I have very spotty recollection of events that followed:
'Seems like I was talking with someone, dunno.

The frustrating thing is, the last thing on my mind when I went to sleep was anything even remotely paranormal. I was feeling lazy, grounded, and had not even thought about my (sigh) promise to get back on the bandwagon and resume my paranormal experiments.
And yet ... I can't swear to this ... but I almost do remember something happening or whathaveyou shortly before I went to sleep. Maybe I just buzzed through the hypnogogic state?
Interesting as this was to experience (God, it was so bizarre - and I think I've failed to capture the essential feeling in words - sorry), it just opens up more questions without the satisfaction of having answered any, or achieved any basic knowledge.

I do want to add this, my frustration with the above doesn't stem so much from a right-brain inability to describe the above in left-brain terms, as I was fairly lucid throughout most of it. I think it's the memory lapses that bother me, and that I can't liken it or make the proper comparisons to accurately get the out of body bit across to my readers.

I still say, as I've long insisted, if the 'after life' (so to speak) is anything like the above, we are in for a heck of an adjustment period. We may be like infants, having to learn an entirely new set of skills in order to function with any degree of conscious control in the after life plane of existence.

Oh Boy.

Close Encounters

GRAY ALIENS, LIGHT BEINGS AND SPIRIT GUIDES:



While it's very difficult to categorize those mysterious beings who pop up unexpectedly in our dreams, our hypnopompics and the rare moments of waking reality shifts, nearly everyone I've known, when given pause for consideration, admits to having encountered at least one of these entities, to one degree or another, in one fashion or another.



Here are a few interesting close encounters with unknown entities, make of them what you will:



1) Initial conscious viewpoint from deep in space, looking across and down through the distance at what looked like a gigantic space station - shaped like a jack, but only two lengths that crossed, balls or hubs on each of the four ends. In the center where the lines crossed there was a larger central hub, but that was not where we were headed. Found myself inside one of the smaller end hubs, was being briefed or reviewed by a quasi-military type entity. To my right was a moderately sized window/portal out of which I could see the stars in space. This uptake was a preliminary to the important meeting scheduled to follow. Exited the small hub, walked down a long corridor and arrived at another room, slightly larger in scale, where I was to meet with my overseer or commander, of sorts. I sat down at the desk where he awaited me. We had work/plans/a schedule to go over. He asked me many questions, of which I remembered none. There were no windows or portals in this room. His back was to the 'outside', and I faced him across the desk with my back to the door. Both men had a mildly serious, business-like demeanor. I was just there for a routine 'check-in', although I had the feeling I was given as much time and respect as any other ???, even if the meeting was only a routine one. I was expected to give a type of report (on my physical embodiment on planet Earth?). It was part of my duty.

2) On a different planet, though a water world such as Earth. The structure, a large multi-roomed bilevel one, lays at the shore in a natural declivity, in a dip surrounded on one side by medium sized rock and sandy cliffs. I can see the green waters faintly lapping at the swath of shore just outside the glass front of the building I am in. Haven't been here in a while. I'm waiting, along with a handful of other females, two are pregnant (expecting? verb?) the same as myself, the third had recently delivered. I comment that the last time we'd met, she was still pregnant. (did not know any of these women in 'real life', nor was I pregnant in reality - thank God lol). It had certainly been a while. We were all very casual, waiting our appointments/assignments. Finally a tall being, a Gray Alien, came for me. I was given the task of preparing drinks for a group of three (sigh, always three) female Grays. I became upset and apologetic over the excessive amount of 'time' it took me to physically complete this task, time was simply not as I was used to. But the Tall and female Grays took this in stride, to them it was normal, and I wasn't to worry about it. To me, it felt like they had all the time in the world at their disposal. I continued to 'serve' them.

3) I did not like this event, even though at some level I knew it was staged, constructed to convey a message and, at the same time, to manipulate me while gauging my reactions. There were multiple, valid reasons for the image/event I found myself in. I had refused to marry/join/unite with someone. I was being threatened into doing so. There were suddenly hundreds of strangely-eyed cats, all of which seemed feral and insane, and whoever it was that threatened me began destroying these creatures before my eyes. I was terrified he would harm my real beloved pet, so in fear I screamed out that 'yes, I would agree to the union, as long as my pet remained unharmed'.

4) In the company of a Light Being. He is explaining things to me, asking questions. Pointing out objects I believe myself to be viewing and asking me if I understand 'why' I am seeing the forms that I am. I am seeing us in the midst of a field covered in snow, there is a low fence that separates this field from the road. I reply yes, I do understand the meaning behind the imagery. For example, I see snow because the process we must undergo to enter and exit the flesh is 'cold', very cold. It is a basic, scientific transmutation of energy, and as such, creates the sensation/mental translation of cold, snow, ice.

Alternate Realities

ASTRAL TRAVEL AND ALTERNATE WORLDS MAY ABOUND!

Like it or not, the dichotomous brain system of the homosapien is our only interface with other worlds, realities and the inhabitants thereof. Generally speaking, we understand that nature creates higher, more complex lifeforms via a process of division, growth and re-integration. Our brains, however, while seemingly so 'divided', have yet to fully reintegrate according to this process.

Though man as yet is 'incomplete', it is not unreasonable to assume that someday our species will reap the benefits of such reintegration, given that man survives long enough to complete this natural process. Furthermore, it is equally plausible that, while lacking the biological reintegrated brain system in the here and now, it may lay within the near future that our technology will step in with a simulacrum to suit the purpose.

We might also consider that were there to exist humanoids with similar brain systems to our own, some of these theoretical beings may have already successfully completed this stage of the process, and be privy to all manner of thought and action of which we can only speculate at this time. If indeed the universe mathematically teams with life, then reason may also assume that, at least somewhere and somewhen, the above has certainly occurred. Again, either biologically or artificially.


So, from where we currently stand with our present level of knowledge, we refer to paranormal interfaces as astral travel, multi-dimensional, alternate worlds and realities, out of body experiences, 'going within' and all the rest of the commonly held vernacular. And our myths, legends, encounters, dreams, hypnotic trance states, hallucinations, imaginations are literally riddled with these interfaces.

Notes taken from my private journal regarding interfaces:
1998)
Another strange dream. At a gathering of unknown cousins and family members though none of these persons are known to me. Was given to understand that I was in service to this family. Several of these 'cousins' were grouped in front of the fireplace. I was in private conversation with a male cousin with large, piercing dark eyes, when a female cousin interrupted to sarcastically inquire, "do you know where you are?" I was very confused at this point, because I thought myself to be at my aunt's house in Ky, waiting for my dad to return. (my aunt's is the only place I have ever been in the presence of any cousin's, we have a rather small family located out of state)

1999)
Very unusual hypnogogic. I was looking at a living image of a man, face to face, in my mind. At the same time, I was fully aware that he was looking back at me. When I looked into his eyes, there was a shock of recognition, I realized that he was myself, although I could not understand how or why. There were no familiar characteristics shared. Was this my soul? Or a different incarnation of myself? I also felt as if he were more knowledgeable than I was. He knew me better than I knew him.

2000)
Weird experience. Not sure what to make of it. Dreamed I was in the depths of space, there were stars and energies all around me, while my awareness of self was without a body or form, I seemed to be a point of consciousness somewhere out in space. Without knowing how, I 'noticed' an Earth-like planet and wanted to explore. Instantly, I had a body and found myself on the surface of a dry, arid and brightly lit world. I hid behind a rock and 'blanked' out my thoughts to avoid detection. Then, I crept into a house and encountered what were possibly the minds of sleeping inhabitants. They were confused and wary of me. I reassured them with the remark that, "It's okay. I'm from a future dimension".

2000)
As I am coming awake (hypnopompic state), I am aware of two persons standing, unseen, between the side of my bed and where it sits flush against the wall. I hear one of them remark, "She looks so sweet laying there asleep".

2002)
I had been dreaming about a friend's deceased mother. Fully awake, I sat up in bed and reclined my head on my right arm. Suddenly, I felt my arm knocked out from under me and I dropped my head. Within a split second I realized that my physical arm was still in its original position and my head had not fallen. Something or someone had managed to knock my astral body out of my physical one. Who and why?

2003)
After work, I rested in bed for a while, debating whether or not to take a quick nap. Suddenly, I was keenly aware of the presence in the room. It felt like an electric 'thickening' in the air. Then I felt something messing with my hair, and a pressure on my right knee. I stayed mentally and physically very still, and made a great effort to home in on whatever was there. Something was there but made no further effort at contact.

2006)
Last night when I went to bed, as I was getting comfortable and just stretched out flat on my back, I felt myself start to slip out of body and fall through the mattress. In that brief moment, I actually felt the upper part of my body sink through the mattress in almost a suffocating fashion. It felt physically accurate. In that momentary panic, I instinctively 'caught' myself and realigned myself back into the physical body. I wish I had not reacted in panic and been able to stay with the experience.

2006)
In a vivid hypnogogic, a woman was trying to communicate with me and gave me her name - which she pronounced carefully and slowly for my understanding. An image of the spelling also accompanied the name. Akeesha. Ah-Kee-shah.

2007)
I am once again on the hard, sandy surface of an unknown world. It is night, and there are nearby moons or planets large in the sky. The night sky is more brightly lit than Earth's - I think because of these nearby satellites. I know this place very well, but I don't go there often. It's a world not in Earth's solar system. I am walking along under the night sky, the area seems largely deserted and is in the middle of nowhere, yet I know, too, that this planet is practically deserted as a whole, it is more of an outpost now. There are a couple of large, corrugated metal hangers to my left, but they are dark and unoccupied at this time. However, I know I have been in there before, something to do with energy experiments. Ahead of me down this roadway, though not in my field of vision, the land becomes more vegetated, and there is a sharp declivity, like a strip pit, that lays just before the low, brushy woods begin. I know the others are not about at this time, but they can be contacted if I made the effort. There is not sufficient reason to do so, as I am only visiting at this time.

2008)
We are visiting a water world, we have an instructor/guide with us. A traveler. This world is almost entirely made up of water, there are several small landmasses scattered about. Those landmasses or islands are connected by long, narrow bridges which just barely clear the ocean's surface. But these oceans, or seas, do not have any tidal action. The water is a light to medium green, and I have the impression it is not very deep and also that it is nearly universal in depth across the surface of this planet. My group is crossing from one island to the next, and in my concentration to get to the next island mass, as I am not paying close enough attention, I slip off the narrow bridge into the lukewarm water. The water has a different buoyancy than that of earth, it may be more viscous or thicker with plankton, or salt? There are no clouds in the sky, no shadows that cross the surface of the still ocean. I clamber back onto the bridge and my guide is patient but stands with a wry expression on his face. I mildly resent his gentle demeanor of wisdom/experience, and I try to temper my own impatience. We are always in the company of the experienced ones on our 'field trips'.

And those are just a few representations from my own journal. For anyone interested in astral travel and alternate realities, I recommend the following books:
Astral Dynamics by Robert Bruce
Journeys Out of the Body by Robert A. Monroe
Far Journeys by Robert A. Monroe
Ultimate Journey by Robert A. Monroe

Dreams and the Mind After Death

IS REALITY A FOCUS OF CONSCIOUSNESS?



Today my thinking cap has been firmly planted on the borderland between the world of dreams and the world of Reality with a capital R. This is due in part to a rather unusual dream I had in the wee hours of morning, one that I was abruptly awakened out of - hence my recall may have been sharper than what normally entails.



Admittedly, we are all in agreement as to what constitutes waking, hands-on reality. There is an unspoken, general consensus of long standing (a gentleman's agreement, if you will) that any experience not of the objective or externally generated is not really 'Real'. Our philosophers and psychologists allow for a little wiggle room when they use terms such as 'subjectively real' or 'internally generated', to label dreams, delusions, hallucinations or any other state of mind which cannot be validated by events in The Real World.



And you can't blame them; the very nature of our dichotomous brain system does not allow for a 'grey' state - things are either black or white, here nor there, real or imaginary. But I think we need to do a wee bit more wiggling, and take a long, healthy stretch into some of this uncharted territory. Such as dreams in general, and my dream in particular.



In the interest of brevity, the apex of MY morning dream was that of finding myself (with the typical and accepted invisible other or doppelganger present to my left - most of you know what I mean by this)... anyway, finding myself and he/she poised in front of a low, rocky area, through the middle of which ran a frothing, active tributary of water which grew narrower and narrower the further away from us it rushed. It was as if we stood at the mouth of a rocky, watery aperture. There was a wind, so brilliantly alive that we were engulfed in mist and rivulets of damp. Strewn here and there were beautiful homes set amongst the low cliffs, the most attractive of which lay at the furthest end from us, where the water and rock narrowed to a point from which these energies were being emitted.



Everything was so naturally colored, so alive and life-like, complete with detailed sensations of both wind and water buffeting my 'body' - (and mind you, this was not a hyper-reality, where the senses are super heightened, this appeared no different to the senses than waking life). But when I saw this beautiful home situated there at the entrance point, I actually began to cry in my dream. I could feel the gentle tears gather at my eyes to drip down on one check and that is the God's Honest Truth. [while I have had dreams wherein I've ranted, panicked, screamed, yelled, and so forth, I have never had a life-like experience of actual, 'normal' tears. I think this is the first time I've cried in a dream and felt the wet. And no, there were no tears or moisture present on my face when I awoke.]

Now, if one can dream and not know the difference -either upon the moment or later reflection - between Reality or Other, then who is to say what is really Real with a capital R? If for just one moment we shelve the bias of general consensus that demands all Reality must be objective in origin, what else is left us to declare one state more valid than another? If the mind/soul cannot tell the difference, then, to all intent and purpose, is there actually a difference?

Maybe the difference is only a matter of preference or of focus?

There have been many learned individuals who hold that Reality with a capital R, is no more or less than a dominance of whichever brain hemisphere is doing the driving. Seth, aka Jane Roberts, noted more than once that after death the hemispheres switched places (and here we have the mirror effect at work - AGAIN!). According to Seth, after we are 'dead', it is our right brain hemisphere that becomes the dominant partner, while the left (logic, reason, reading and writing) hemisphere become the submissive, silent partner. This makes no small sense when we consider that dreams, ghosts, aliens, and anything else from the land of subjective carries with it a proclivity for metaphor and symbolism (as does the right brain hemisphere).

So, taking this idea a step further, if we deny the 'reality' validity of the dream world, of the subjective state, aren't we also denying half of Reality with a capital R, itself? To do so would be akin to denying all that is experienced as cold (ice, snow, and so forth) and to state with bias that only that which is warm is Reality.


We may have to re-shift our conceptions of what is real and what is not, and perhaps the sooner the better. By the very nature of our prejudice, we may actually be in denial of half of our cosmic existence - no matter how well intended we may be in so doing.


I have to consider if there really is no line of demarcation between in and out, between life and 'death', between subjective and objective. I suspect these may be merely the rather poor divisions set in place by an already divided brain system.

A final thought. If there is no borderland, no actual demarcation or point A vs Point B, then the adage is true that the dead are here with us. Or as the aliens have remarked, "you are always here (with us)". There is only ONE arena, one true reality that encompasses both the subjective and objective. There is only ONE world and it is our less-than-perfect minds that only THINK there is a distinction (and relay this erroneous perception back at us).


Dreams are fascinating, whether one's own or that of others. And if Seth was correct, then we are going to have one mess on our hands when our time comes to die, and we must suddenly confront the other half of the coin that never was a half at all. Can you imagine learning to gauge and react and manipulate within a world that is right brained dominate? Where metaphor and symbolism are the norm, and language/detail are not? What a misadventure that will be! And it lays in wait for all of us.


Is there a way out? Yes...

The Grays and Parallel Time

DO GRAY ALIENS EXIST IN 'SIDE' TIME?

I debated whether or not to publish this puzzling experience. It was of such a bizarre nature that words do not adequately serve to suffice, and if my writing appears labored, please forgive me. I'm really posting this only because of any potential light it may shed on alien encounters and other paranormal events. And if anyone else has experienced something similar, I would be most interested in hearing the particulars.

First off, I wish to clearly establish that I was not on medication of any kind, including alcohol or recreational drugs. Nope, clean as a whistle (I'm rather dull that way lol). Secondly, despite my fascination with the paranormal, metaphysics and other eclectic subjects, I was in my 'right' mind - no psychosis here, although I and extended family members occasionally struggle with mild depression and anxiety from time to time (thank you, serotonin deficiency).

Furthermore, immediately prior to this experience, I had spent the morning and early afternoon enjoying the company of my best friend on a beautiful summer Saturday - rummaging at yard sales and doing lunch. Nothing other worldly on my mind. I was very grounded in the here and now, or so I thought.

Within a few minutes after my friend dropped me off at home (I lived alone at the time) and as I was kicking off my shoes, I entered a bizarre state of mind which I have never experienced before or since (at least as memory serves)...

I suddenly and without warning began remembering dreams. Dreams that were very recent. Dreams that had taken place within the last couple of hours. Except that I had NOT been asleep since the night before! And each dream memory, like beads on a chain, led to further 'memories' and all these dreams seemed to have taken place during my morning, as if they had somehow taken place adjacent to my waking moments - or between those moments.

To say that this was difficult to comprehend and place within any sort of known timeline is an understatement. How was it possible that I had 'dreamt' while being awake? And while I use the term 'dream' to describe these memories (which were quite mundane, rational and linear - akin to the normal beta - waking state of awareness) - the term may not apply.

I hesitate to say this, but it was as if I suddenly had access to another stream of my own consciousness, as if I had been wearing two shirts all the while instead of only one - and did not know it until that moment. And it was all me, there was no 'other' personality or psychological oddity about this. Merely, that in some fashion or another I suddenly had access to memories or dreams that I was unaware had been recorded.

And every time I would think of a 'real' event from my morning ... say, for example, my purchase and consumption of a soda from the gas station, or handing over a couple of dollars to buy a yard sale purse ... every time I would think of something that really happened, there was this concurrent thread of memory running amongst the original. It was very difficult to 'take it all in'. And I had no idea what my consciousness had done or was experiencing now.

This continued throughout the remainder of the afternoon, to the point that I deliberately immersed myself in a good book in hopes of distracting my mind and dissipating this second 'dream' thread. For most of the day it was touch and go, easily accessible should I so choose to access.

And while this may come as a surprise only to someone who works the night shift at a cracker factory on the moon, I was naturally fascinated and highly curious as to the entire mechanics of the affair. I am the kind of person who, in the midst of a supposed reptilian takeover, would be wondering how got their scales so shiny and green (sigh). I would be the one to ask St. Peter who made those awesome golden gates?!

Had I in some way, or had conditions been just right, managed to access the memory banks of my subconscious mind? It is now known that our subconscious never shuts off, even when we are awake it is merrily going about its own business and living its own little life (even when our consciousness is anesthetized during surgery, our subconscious is wide awake - rather unhappily I would suppose). So did it occur that for whatever the reason or reasons I was able to access this hidden and silent area of the self/mind?

We are so conditioned to regard the phenomena of time as either past, present or future. But this smacked of a concurrent, or side time running parallel to the present. And if I experienced this state of awareness, then so could anyone else. Perhaps our choppy mental divisions such as id, ego and super-id are only labels for our own poor understanding of how our brains are designed to function. And even though OUR human brain may function in this fashion, this is not to dictate that so must all other brains or minds or constructs of consciousness.

I am reminded of a close encounter experiencer (CEE) who, upon finding himself set kerplunk into the midst of an alien townscape, was informed by the Grays that 'he was always there'. It terrified the poor man. How can we be here and elsewhere and not know this? I have heard it described like gears in a clock - there are worlds within worlds. There are movements within movements.

Where is our consciousness really? What happens when we dream, besides compress and store memory? Who are those people who greet us in dreams and wave at us in hypnogogics and hypnopompics? When a lucid dreamer awakens and knows his state, he may then create and shape at will (I have done this exactly once and it was beyond a doubt one of the most incredible experiences of my life - I cannot recommend dream training and self-hypnosis tapes enough!).

Where is the line of demarcation between here and there, and do we sometimes straddle it? Does our consciousness divide as theorized? Besides forward, back and standing still, might not 'time' travel sideways? Or diagonally? Can the human brain, through accident or decision, experience events in ways most of us would never consider possible? Events are like multi-colored candies crammed in a jar, and our brain is the tool by which we extract them from the jar and experience these candies.

And, if even for a moment, I can straddle a double-line then I must ask if there exists a town upon this double line? Or a race, universe or plane of existence that may house aliens, ghosts, grays and all the rest? Life is truly stranger than fiction...

The Light of God - Part II

THE GOD SECRET

Repeatedly, the Gray Aliens have used, manipulated and controlled light. The greys have also demonstrated their ability to usher man to his rightful home, that of the Divine Light. They have been viewed as akin to angels. Conversely, some aliens have also claimed demonic status - inspiring fear and terror in their captives. I believe this paradox arises from possibly a mirroring effect of our own emotions (e.g. if we think them demons then such they become), or there is a clever teaching mechanism set in place to guide us beyond the human tendency to either fear or worship.

Nonetheless, it seems today that with the wealth of information and entertainment at our disposal, we are continually becoming more and more familiar through exposure to this 'mysterious light' everyone is chattering about. Light, of course, is a frequency as well, and thus there are many references to vibes, vibrations, frequencies and the music of the spheres. Remember, in the beginning was the word!

Even today with all our marvelous human technologies, our gadgets and machines and particle accelerators, our lasers and rocket ships - we still don't know precisely what this Light of God actually is, or where it is, or even how it is. At least most of us don't, though I highly suspect this knowledge exists and is not made available. Personally, I do not think that we as a species are quite evolved enough to storm the gates of Heaven anytime soon (though I believe we will approach that point and physical death will cease to be the sole means of entry). I think it will be 'delayed' until we are ... matured.

I know I would certainly hate to have my own home 'stormed' by a pack of excitable chimpanzees. We as the 'dominant' life form on this planet have put in place safeguards that we may not be so stormed by the lower creatures. We protect our environment (or try to) from those living creatures that are not evolved enough to comfortably share our space with us, be they ants or antelopes.

Continuing on d0wn this hall of alien mirrors, somewhere - in another frequency perhaps - (maybe right in front of us and we don't possess the eyes to see) ... somewhere there lays an area of divine existence or magnificent evolvement in which light/frequency/harmonics is the prime source/tool/basic component. This area, it may be stated with probable accuracy, appears vast and highly populated. Humans, in this self-same area, experience an elasticity of their forms, a reflection of what they think and feel, and often do they ultimately see their own physical (?) form as nothing so much or less than that of an ovoid of light and energy.

And of course, not to negate spiritual values or step on any belief systems - it all boils down to a few very basic common denominators. Somebody, somewhere and somehow - has the ability to use light to their satisfaction and discretion. Heaven, seen in this perspective, might be nothing more or less than an extremely (to us) advanced civilization or empire. And this is not an illogical conclusion, by far!

Think about it. Everything, as far as we can determine, is energy. Slow energy carries greater mass, while faster energetic frequencies have less and less mass until you arrive at the subatomic particles which seem to be neither here nor there until the laser-like focus of our own attention fixes them into a 'frozen' state. I guess a better way of putting this would be to say that the 'density' of an object may be determined by it's rate of vibration.

Now, we today understand that not only our physical form but also our own brains, thoughts and emotions emit small but measurable amounts of energy. Our subconscious mind seems to process at a much faster rate than our waking mind, and that could be why dreams, hypnagogics and mystical states seem to be the breeding ground for most paranormal activities. Anyway, being as how we are all basically 'energy constructs', then I propose that the faster** our frequencies the closer we will approach 'light' or heavenly status. (I can already hear those with a strong religious bent screaming a protest but hear me out, and at least for the moment, be open minded and dispense with any reward or punishment system of soul evolvement. At least for the time being.)

So if frequency plays a part in our access of the so-called heavenly realm(s), it is interesting to note how we, as a civilized species, have been repeatedly admonished to love unconditionally, (I think the 10 Commandments are absolutely perfect guidelines for this process and anything else is redundant) ... we are told to only eat foods of a natural, high vibratory rate, to avoid meat and slaughter, in essence we are chastised to become better controlled, thinking creatures than mere animals (who have their own right to evolve the same as we). And these admonitions all serve to do what? To raise our frequency level above that of the baser animal construct. To fine tune our engines, if you like. So we may run faster.

My line of thinking goes this way: if indeed Heaven and the Light of God are areas of considerably higher frequencies, and also IF such frequencies are more easily perpetrated by those of a lighter soul or being, then it would follow that those who DO inhabit these realms would by necessity and logic be more evolved than we - evolved beyond base animal instinct and response mechanisms. Unconditional love would have to be the answer to ultimate survival. Because the being whose sheer focus was that of serenity, love for all, emotional control and rarity of form (as in rarefied or ethereal) would be the immortal. Heavy, dross, animal mass cannot - according to its own innate limitations - I repeat, cannot access nor survive such a high or fast state of vibration without ultimately coming apart at the seams. It would be like putting a crystal vase inside a paint-shaking-machine.

So whether this rate of lighter and faster and higher states of frequency continue to ascend into infinity, or whether there is a set point, I have no idea. But somebody is there, or right here, and knows what it's all about. In cosmic time, we are a rather young species. It would be the height of idiocy to suppose that there exist no other life form or forms that have been at our point of development and evolved further. Believe me, somebody has already been there and done that.

And if there exists a continuum of light and frequency, going beyond the infrared and the ultra-violet spectrum to who knows what - then imagine, if there is a stopping point or a set point, the magnificence of those who may dwell within! If God is light, what does that tell us. When NDE'ers report that not only are they part of the light, but they are part of God and he them, when they report a veritable ocean of Heavenly light peopled with beings of such brilliance and awe-inspiring wisdom, does that not point to a level of evolvement which we, too, shall obtain? At least within the illusion of time? And if time is truly an illusion of our consciousness interacting with reality, and of our brains assimilating events into a linear order, then WE ARE ALREADY IN THE LIGHT!

We just don't know it yet. We have forgotten who and what we are.

At least, that's what the Gray Aliens keep telling us.

** Aside from considerations of morality and ethics, this is primarily why I became a vegetarian. It does not seem soul-healthy (or even bodily-healthy) to ingest into my system a substance that is heavy, saturated with negative frequencies due to abuse, mistreatment, and the denial of its rightful development. To consume the energetic mass of animal only serves to keep our own beings in an 'animal' state of evolvement. There exists but two soul dictams: Do No Harm and Impose Your Will On None.

The Greys

Recently I watched a television program centered around the theme of alien abduction as conducted by Grey Aliens. While I understood broadcasting time limited the depth and scope of what material stood to be presented, nonetheless I came away frustrated and rather edgy regarding the entire made-for-the-masses documentary - as so much of it was (for those like myself) redundant to the point of nausea and so superficial as to be of little worth, at least as far as I could see.

I suppose I should be satisfied that main-stream programming is finally dipping a cautious toe into these deep and murky waters, but it still sounds like the same drum beat over and over, with the enthusiasts and abductees and sightings coming off as either misinformed, morons or malcontents, with little that is new surfacing in these supposed 'reports'.

Like I said, it honestly leaves me very frustrated, edgy and brittle - like a pot of soup bubbling and pushing up against the heavy lid that keeps the contents contained and under wraps! From what I understand, this feeling of edgy frustration is not unusual to close encounter experiencers (CEEs) - those who have had some interaction with precisely whatever or whoever the grey aliens truly are (be it drones, robots, extraterrestrials, hybrids, dreams, insect intelligence, etc).

I cannot help but remain convinced that if enough people seriously and studiously undertook a minute investigation - including graphing and analyzation of all related data - we as a species could come expotentially closer to an unveiling of what the Grays and alien abduction is truly all about. The problem is that a very basic conundrum exits which, like the Mandelbrot set, opens up similar and closely related avenues which spiral off in every which way and take us further and further away from the original street, until we are so lost in a maze of paranormal and/or psychological dead-ends that we can't make heads or tails of any of it!

And every time you chop off one of the dragon's heads, another one grows to take its place.

Well, alrighty then. Let's go BACK to the original equation which involves, in some fashion or another, the Grays and their nasty little habit of abducting hapless humans (or so it would seem). Some tidbits of interest are the following (alleged) hallmarks of close encounter experiencers:

1) Believe it or not, it has been mentioned that those of Irish or Indian descent are more frequently abducted.

2) Progeny of abductees are themselves more likely to be abducted.

3) Marriages/and or reproduction is 'arranged' by the aliens.

4) When the CEE is not conveniently located out of doors, the preferred substance to 'move or transport or disassemble' him through is glass.

5) Metals such as steel, aluminum, tin, et al may hamper the above transportation if not actually present a barrier to whatever the process is that is taking place. (Some type of Faraday Cage interference?)

6) The extraterrestrials are fascinated or nourished in some way by human emotions (this is also found in numerous cultural mythos throughout history).

7) The Gods needed human worship (attention, energy, focus) to exist.

8) Close encounter experiencers tend to have a dislike, mistrust or outright fear of doctors and medical procedures in general, and will sometimes avoid the above to their own detriment.

9) Other phobic reactions may include claustrophobia or fear of heights.

10) Interestingly enough, it is thought to be extremely rare for an abductee to report alien medical procedures that involve the heart, lungs, nervous system, respiratory system, endocrine system, the digestive system and so forth. Were these abductees fantasizing their abductions, one would logically assume these fantasies would bear some resemblance to the 'normal' medical examinations we are all familar with - which absolutely and routinely include the above systems! Who has gone to the doctor and not had their blood pressure read nor their pulse taken?! The very absence of the above should be a red flag that something real (in some fashion or other) may actually be occuring.

And there is more, so much more that I find myself once again lost in the maze. I will say this, if the alien enigma exists solely in the space between our ears, then we may as well stop reaching for the stars and explore the gray alien universe within - both being vastly unfathomable.

Gray Alien Examination: The Master Grey II

THE MASTER GREY ALIEN II

Close Encounters of the Powerful Kind

This morning I decided I hadn't delved closely enough into the characteristics of the Gray Master with my last post, mainly because it's such a difficult thing to put these anecdotal feelings and impressions into any kind of reasonable material. Impressions are just impressions, but I think they point to something valid and have been mentioned by enough close encounter experiencers (CEEs) to bear further investigation.

But first, before I go any further on the subject, it's important that I post A reminder for those new to my blog or having jumped in to a post or two without having followed my blog from the beginning or read my 'so to speak' mission statement/end goal... so in essence here it is again:

The Gray Alien enigma may or may not be real, objective or subjective, or any combination thereof. By trying to avoid cross roads and tangents, or belief system traps, or media hype and emotional button pushing, I am investigating and examining (to the best of my ability) ONE PARTICULAR LINE OUT OF MULTIPLE POSSIBILITIES WHICH IS: The greys and Gray Aliens ARE real. And with this line of exploration and under the firm conviction that the only way to solve the enigma is by gathering a data base of common denominators from which to assemble a logical overview of what we (as a species) may be dealing with. Furthermore, I intend to post a coherent list of these common denominators and will update it as information and thoughtful analyse presents itself.

Also, as other related subject matter interests me as well, I will post about these matters now and then. I promise you, to the best of my abilities, it'll be an interesting read and I won't go 'stale' on you. There's so much to think about that it's enough to make your frontal cortex tilt!

With that said and done, I want to now push ahead on examining the Master Grey Alien in greater detail.

"I would never think of saying no"

"He saw my soul"

"To disobey was somehow unthinkable"

"I was there to serve, that was my purpose"

"He had full authority over my very existence, and I knew it"

"I can't say he was cruel, but I feared he could be"

"The only thing I wanted was to serve and obey him, and bond with him in some way I can't define"

"Marriage came to mind, but not as we think of it. A union of some kind"

"He had selected me, not vice versa"

"I was put in his charge, or he had chosen me as his charge"

"I felt like he was a scientist or something, and I was part of his experiments"

"The small greys irked me, but he was the one really mattered"

"I was part of his project"

"He had a 'mate' of his own kind, and she resented his involvement with me and looked down at me, arrogantly, like I wasn't worthy of her jealousy"

"He called the shots, that much was clear"

"Everyone obeyed him. I was supposed to, too"

"Their society is similar, but different. Don't make the mistake of thinking they don't have emotions like ours. They kinda do. But they control their emotions differently, or don't let their emotions dictate their actions, like humans sometimes do. There is a difference there. They think they're better than us"

"Most of the big ones are kind and compassionate, but in a remote way. Like gentle and reserved doctors, you know... they don't get too involved but care. He cares too, but he's like the head of research or something"

"I was expected to obey. They knew it and I knew it"

And here's my own summation based upon personal observance ...

At least in this instance, we are dealing with a society or group of individuals with a definite hierarchy firmly in place. They are, I believe, part of a much larger society, but - just as when we go to the hospital we are dealing with a society within a society, this is much the same thing. We have no idea regarding other aspects, social or otherwise, of their life outside this function. So there is a pecking order and the Master is head of whatever department we are experiencing. He leads the team. He makes the decisions, although perhaps under advisement from other beings outside our ken.

AND I DON'T THINK HE IS A GRAY ALIEN AT ALL.

(did that throw you?)

I think his presence has been confused with other tall greys and helpers, but if we minutely examine certain points, and images, and memories, it appears he may be of a race quite similar to humans. I don't think the 'head' of surgery, or the 'director' of the 'hospital' is of the same species as those others.

No, the Master Grey strikes me as what we could loosely term 'superhuman' or some such moniker. He seems too human to be otherwise. But very cold, somewhat arrogant and unspeakably in control.

Is he a future homosapiens? Has life like our own progressed elsewhere and he is of there? Is he from our past?

In an odd, lucid dream experience, I got a good look at his mate. She was beautiful and quite disdainful of my presence, painfully and humiliatingly so. I felt like something so far beneath her that I was embarrassed by my own creaturehood. Her face, as an aesthetic touch, was beautifully accented with what I felt to be artificial though skillfully wrought stylized black lines - similar to tattoos I suppose - which looked both alien and appealing at the same time. Imagine if the Egyptians had stylized their facial structure instead of stopping at kohl around the eyes. Her brow, forehead and cheeks bore these beautiful markings. Her hair was dark, as was his own. Their skin was neither fair nor tanned, nor olive or honey, it was a different hue though very similar to European skin tones.

So who and what is this Master Grey alien? Is he a despot? Is he a mad scientist? Head of the department of human resources (for some reason that struck me as ironcially hysterical lol), or a figment of the human mind perhaps representing our own higher soul or id? Is he a mysterious guide or teacher? Does he work with grays or above them? Is he really an alien at all? Is he fun to be with outside of work and would you want your daughter to marry him? (seriously, I crack me up!)

Sigh. I don't have the answer but further insight from readers would be most appreciated. One thing I do believe with good reason is that if anybody knows what is going on, this fellow does. And he's not talking. Is anyone?

Gray Alien Examination: The Master Grey

THE GREY MASTER

Close Encounters with the Demigods?

This is one alien you don't want to mess with. Close encounter experiencers (CEEs) report a near uniform consensus in regarding this being as THE one in charge - the Master - the Overseer - the Boss, and so much more besides. There is a certain flavor difficult to pin down, but the Alien or Gray Master seems to be an overwhelmingly powerful personality and can generate a response in his charges (the word is appropriate, I fear) ranging from outright terror to a love obsession verging on the Stockholm Syndrome. There remains no room for doubt that whatever or whoever this persona is, he is all-powerful and holds the CEEs very existence in the palm of his hand.

This same power has also lended the Master a mystique or allure that, too, is difficult to rationalize. There is the sense of being in the presence of one who is to man, as man is to animal. There exists a gulf, so to speak, which we have yet to cross as a species. The CEE is aware of this, as is the Master. I am not so certain that the gulf is even breachable, at least in our present state. Furthermore, as the CEE senses the above, he also is made aware of his lack, his subordinate position and this may be painfully humiliating to the abductee. The astute and compassionate human, should he care to look, will also note the same response in the lower animal kingdom to his own superior qualities. There is an ad-hoc mixture of fear, need and shameful awareness of inadequacy that is heart wrenching to witness. Is this, then, how a stray dog may feel when confronted with the towering 2-legged stranger?

Be it as it may, there is an undeniable flavor of species' arrogance from the Master. It is fully aware of its position, and the human response to same. But I do not think the Greys or the Master are 100% empathetic with the human response. I don't think they can be. Contrary to science fiction, ESP and empathy are not quite the same thing. If we are truly dealing with non-human contact, then though the grays and/or the master may see into our souls and grasp the gist of what we think and feel, they do not and cannot precisely share the same complete understanding of what these emotions mean to us as humans.

No, standing outside the human species creates a wall for them to climb; there is a barrier to complete and absolute species comprehension that they must find a way around. I think that is part of the alien 'contact' enigma, and I also think they have found a way around it.

The solution to the problem is glaringly simple, and the very simplicity and accuracy of what I am about to propose lends a certain credibility to the alien enigma as it stands. For if one needs or chooses or is driven to work with a tree, to understand a tree, to avoid misunderstandings with a tree, to interact and exchange and learn from a tree, one cannot do this from the outside in. Accuracy and full knowledge can only be gained by BECOMING the tree, by entering into the experience of being a tree. We see similar dilemma in our own investigation of naturalized species research - we hide cameras and recorders beyond the range of animal detection so we can best understand their behavior when not influenced by a human presence.

I suspect, far beyond the eye scan and routine check ups taking place in some spaceship on the other side of the moon, or the other side of our imaginations, that there is an actual extra-species research taking place within our own minds. To fully learn from us, for whatever purpose, the aliens and the like, must get inside of us. There must be a union, a joining, a marriage of minds for this to occur.

And I also suspect that, at least in part, this is taking place on a much larger scale than we can possibly credit.

And before we fall head first into another ego-trap, this must not imply that we are nearly as special and unique as we have been comforted with or led to believe. I highly and sarcastically do not believe for one minute that humans are nearly so fascinating to others as we hold ourselves to be. Let's not be any more gullible than necessary. We are only as fascinating and desirable and important to another species as their NEED dictates. This is inescapable logic. This is an inescapable equation.

Furthermore, it is neither a good thing nor a bad. It is a state of affairs of which most of us are largely in the dark pertaining to such. We can bemoan or embrace our supposed Space Brothers until the sun goes dim and is a smoking chunk of charcoal frozen in time, but it is as it is. We must accept that and try to understand what now confronts us. And no book, no blog, no media king nor professional skeptic can give us this understanding. Ultimately, we must each of us earn this understanding. That is what makes the Gray Alien enigma so complex and frustrating - it appears to be neither objective nor subjective, but rather an intriguing mixture of the two. That is the challenge before us, to walk that narrow path without falling to either wayside.

So what or whom exactly is the Master Gray? Or the Master Light Being? Who exactly is this despot or demigod that holds our welfare in his hand? Or perhaps our mind within his own? What is fact and what is fiction and how to discern the difference therein? Again, I suggest one look to his dreams, read the metaphors, and keep a dream diary to enhance comprehension. Meditate if you choose, use crystals if you like, or candles, or self-hypnotic tapes. Read, read, read. Above all, avoid a belief system trap, avoid delusions of self-grandeur, avoid the I-Am-A-Chosen-One nonsense, and keep a sane and rational objectivity at all times. Remember that this phenomena is both objective and subjective. Don't go off the deep end and keep grounded in daily life. Have fun with it, get over the angst, and give thanks that the world is a larger place than you ever imagined. And that you have a place in it.

Greys, Reptilians and the Glass UFO

REPTILIANS AND THE GLASS (Crystal ?) BOX

Another aspect of the Gray Alien phenomenon must, by its very nature, touch upon the enigma of those beings termed The Reptilians. Do they share a similar agenda with other extraterrestrials? Or an uneasy alliance? How often are the greys, reptilians and other humanoids seen engaging in teamwork? Beyond hype and BS, what are the close encounter experiencers (CEEs) reporting?

Have you seen or dreamt the Crystal Box?

Reptilian Experience 1:

Desiring psychic ability, the dreamer faces himself in a large glass mirror. His reflected image is the true* mirror reversal (there is an important difference - what was dark becomes light, what was left becomes right, etc.). The CEE dreamer then passes into a very large and empty room, featureless, to note that a large and transparent box has formed in the center of the room. Almost instantly, a reptilian humanoid type creature (the CEE is reminded of an immense gecko) forms within the box and mysteriously passes through what looks like glass. The CEE is confronted with a 7 ft tall Reptilian and sees a spot of human blood on the creature. The CEE is given to understand via telepathic 'knowing' that their 'alliance' (he and the creature) could have been a dangerous, frightful one and things could have gone badly, but that is not the case in this particular alliance. The alien Reptilian takes his place on the right side of the CEE and together they exit the room. Throughout the event, the CEE is calm and accepting of the events. He exhibits a greater level of comprehension than what is available to his waking ego.

Reptilian Experience 2:

The close encounter experiencer sees herself from both inner and outer vantage points, and is in her 'waking ego personification'. With great fear, the CEE sees a transparent, glass box form in the air above her living room. The glass box moves about trying to enclose her, as if she is a mouse to be captured. When so captured by the box, the CEE experiences a distinctly abrupt change in her sense of identity. She is no longer the ego/personality of mere moments ago, nor is she female, as if she is now something that could almost be termed male or adrogynous. She is no longer quite human.

The crystal box vanishes, and now the CEE sees objects in her room differently. The coffee table is composed of hundreds of points of light. Everything about her is no more or less than a matrix of light, coalesced into form. The living room wall vanishes and she exits the house, purposefully walking to the Point of Contact - a meeting place atop a hill upon which dozens of others like herself are filing in to the recently arrived UFO.

Reptilian Experience 3:

Preparatory to sleep, a CEE sits alone in his room one night, thinking and smoking a final cigarette before turning off the light. The CEE is suddenly stunned to observe a glassy image (reminiscent of Predator) moving across the top of his closed window curtains, with the curtains visibly distorted behind the image (the general size and shape of an enlarged head) - as though something tall and nearly unseen were passing through the area. There is no logical explanation for this - the image was not a disturbance or film in his eye, the door to the room was shut thus the image did not originate from outside the room, and finally the sole window to his room was only a couple of yards from the SOLID BRICK WALL of his neighbor's home. Outside all was dark and still, both homes were a respectable distance from the quiet street. The layout of the room did not allow for any reflections or lights, etc to be seen from the neighborhood street. Finally, the image seen was on the inside of the room, not emanating from an unknown outside source.

Dreams and such involving the dreamer being transported by Greys, gray aliens, reptilians and such via an object which reminds one of a glass or crystal elevator.

What can we make of these dreams and experiences? Are they purely subjective, or are they our mind's attempt to make a known out of an unknown? Are the ET's using some type of transparent energy field to move about? And why the box image? If nothing else can be said, the shape itself seems to be fairly consistent, so there is one common denominator at least.

Does the crystal box truly exist? As I've said over and over to the point of redundancy (forgive me lol).... any real, any factual evidence (if such can be gathered) pertaining to the Gray Alien or Reptilian enigma (light beings, UFOs, space brothers, sigh...) can ONLY be gained via the Common Denominator. Nothing should be tossed out, mind you, but that is what we are looking for. No matter the clothing or imagery in which close encounters or abductions or little grey men are couched, certain points remain the same and THESE are the sign posts to knowledge. With that said, it's time for me to crack my books. I've been writing so much lately I've ignored my personal study program. Gotta use those hypnosis tapes, catch up my dream journal and stand lonely in the night of the mind, waiting - always waiting, to see what shows up. How fabulous is that?!

The Greys in Lucid Dreams and Visions

Gray Alien Dream Visions

The Greys and other alien beings in lucid dreams and hypnogogic or hynopompic visions:

Hypnogogic is a term given to define the brain state we experience just prior to sleep; hypnopompic is the state preceeding awakening. Hallucinations, odors, sounds, visuals and such are common during either state. *

(For those interested in understanding how the mind functions during sleep, how to induce lucid dreams, how to prolong hypnogogic states and how to achieve a higher state of consciousness, there are many wonderful dream books right at hand. Also recommended are self hypnosis tapes which will greatly facilitate the desired state of right/left brain unification.)

As previously mentioned, I am slow to fall asleep. This seems to aid the hypnogogic process as I'm better able to catch it while it's occuring. And since I'm more consciously aware than is typical, I can play with the state, prolonging it or re-entering it for as long as I can, at least until normal sleep takes over. Many famous, intelligent and creative geniuses (such as Einstein) have long recognized the value of the hypnogogic state and sought by various means to catch its messages before sleep could overtake them.

The general consensus is that these are subjective (sigh, isn't everything?!) hallucinations arising from the viewer's own brain. However, that is only an opinion because the human brain may function arguably as both receiver and transmitter.

Nonetheless, once you experience something profound or otherwordly in the hynogogic state, it can be one of the most fascinating and puzzling events you may ever have. I've personally known several honest individuals who've sworn they met the Gray Aliens face to face, and received communications, in this particular state. I've had a few doozys myself!

My most recent hypnogogic experience, just a few nights ago, was so incredible that, the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to share it with others. If I'm slow or redundant in the telling, forgive me please :) It's late, I'm tired but I want to get this as precisely across to the reader as I'm able. So okay then ...

Resting in bed, thinking about things, mulling over the day and ideas. When, like a round circle cut out of the black screen in my mind's view, there appears a close-up of a man (dark haired, short dark beard, large round eyes, early 40's) who is glancing around as if looking for something, when suddenly he becomes aware of me watching him, and stares straight into my eyes. Very vivid and lifelike, not static like a photograph.

Mind you, I'm still quite awake and find myself jerked (like my mind 'blinked') out of the vision. Curious as all get-out, I relax, shut my eyes, rest my mind or try to, and wait to see if anything else appears.

BINGO! Almost immediately, my mind's field of vision opens up and I see what looks like a slice of busy village life -people, animals and low buildings in the background (all alive and in motion as if going about their daily doings). The grass is lush and green, as in early summer, and there seems to be a dirt path or road bisecting the area.

In the foreground, closer to me and visible from head to foot - is the same man who is now watching me. He is garbed in what looks like a long, flowing caftan or robe that has vertical velvet panels in different colors... I recall seeing a muted golden shade and also purple. Before he actually speaks, I get a telepathic metaphoric message that seems to spell out: ring bell for text. Then, (this was so neat!) ... with a flourish and gentle swirl of his robes, he turns to fully face me, gives a gentlemanly half bow and says with a friendly smile, "My name is Akeetah (phoenetic), I am at your service" !!!!

And that was that. Unfortunately, I was awake enough that I was shocked (again, as if my mind 'blinked') and I lost the 'connection'. But, while he didn't appear as a grey or Gray Alien or reptilian or anything that appeared extraterrestrial, I still wonder a lot about the vision.

Was my vision merely subjective or was it real? Well, I have to admit it seemed as real as real can be. And if it wasn't 'real', then how do I know for certain that what I experience in my daily, waking life is truly 'real'?

And of course, I've got to analyze everything interesting to death :)

Was I briefly connected to another mind (maybe in his subconscious state?) If he was real, then what time period are we speaking of, since what area I did see didn't appear to be modern, assuming it was a place of this Earth? If not Earth, well...

Then I'm back to square one again, wondering who and what is really 'out there'?! Or side-there. Or mobius strip there :)

Lucid dreams and hypnogic visions can be astounding, and greatly expand one's notion of reality. Anyone seriously interested in exploring the Greys, Esp, Dream control and how our minds may be connected to other minds may definitely wish to seek out further learning along the specific line of lucid dreaming. Do the aliens walk among us? Or inside us?

The Greys who Glow?! And the Famous Zombie Word Alert

The Gray Alien Examination
My Own Close Encounter

Greys who glow?!
While I'm writing on a personal level for the time being, (don't think I've abandoned serious research - I've got a lot of material to digest and attempt to make some sense of!) ... I'd like to tell you about my first truely conscious Close Encounter experience which was (and has been) upsetting and difficult to properly niche in my world view.

The Close Encounter happened this way:
At the time, due to back and muscle pain, I had become accustomed to sleeping alone in the downstairs bedroom of our split-level home. I was and always have been a very light sleeper, being slow to fall asleep and quick to awake. I suppose medication would have helped the pain, but many meds bother my stomach so I just winged it and stood the discomfort as best I could (I'm only mentioning the medication thing so the reader will be aware that no drugs, alcohol, etc were involved - I'm very boring that way LOL).

With the curtains closed and no night light in use, with door closed, the room was very dark. After having been asleep perhaps 3 hours, I awoke in the middle of the night ... (I mean FULLY awake, no lucid or false awakening as I've experienced those and know full well the difference) ... suddenly and completely I was fully awake, opened my eyes and saw floating or swimming or stretched out roughly 6" above my prone body, a Gray Alien whose tremendous eyes were staring straight into my own! Let me clarify, the grey seemed to have been moving up and across my body (from foot to head) and was positioned a little above my waist level when I awoke and 'caught' it, so its eyes were both above and below my own. It was as if I had unexpectedly awoke and 'caught' the alien in the act (what act?).

One of its disturbingly thin thin arms and hand was stretched out and reaching upwards toward my shoulder area. But, I only had a mere second or two to look into those incredible eyes before I did the most unbelievable thing - which was to simply turn my head to the right on my pillow and go back to sleep.

Hours later when I awoke that morning, I didn't immediately remember the incident until I turned to straighten out my sheets and pillow, which brought the memory of the night's event fully into my conscious awareness. And, while you would assume that the Gray Alien's eyes would have been the most unsettling and best remembered feature of the Close Encounter, it wasn't. What virtually traumatized me was the impossibly thin, spidery arm that had reached out towards me. To this day (ten years hence) when re-telling or remembering the creature, I make this crazy gesture of sliding my left hand down and over my right arm and extending it further, to somehow impress or vent the disturbance that arm invoked in me! Now, a dream does not invoke a post-traumatic response and that is precisely what my gesture is indicative of.

Something puzzling, in the brief moments I viewed the grey, I noticed a few things that stayed with me. One, the head was iconic and YET, it was not smooth and shaped exactly as one sees depicted in common renditions. The head was more wrinkled, or roughly fashioned (and I would have been seeing the top-forehead area), lumpier maybe, than what I previously would have guessed. Two, the grey had a glow, like a bioluminescence of a weird greenish inner light, so it was quite noticeable in the darkened bedroom. A few years ago I tripped across information in a neurological article mentioning how part of the human brain ** , under certain conditions, was able to view low-range luminescence.

Okay, so what do I think? Was it real? Logically thinking - who knows. Emotionally thinking - absolutely. Did it impress me, or make a difference in my life? You bet. Something we know next to nothing about is part of our physical world and I am driven to understand it.

Furthermore, I want to add my additional impressions, although I don't know why exactly I should have these thoughts. But. I felt that the grey had entered my room via the large windows at the wall near the foot of my bed, almost as if I can visualize it climbing in. I felt that the grey had stilled itself, that it did not expect me to awake and 'catch it'. I felt that the grey then deliberately and purposefully sent me immediately back to 'sleep'.

And I felt like the eyes linked to a mind so unique, so beyond what we think of as human awareness, as to be in a category all of its own.

Was this a lucid dream or alien contact? Had I been abducted by a Grey? All I can say for certain is that I had been occasionally experimenting with self hypnosis and other mind expanding techniques. But never ever did I expect to wake up to see an alien hovering over body!

* Zombie Word Alert: Next to pizza, human brains are the favorite food of most self-professed zombies. The ultimate culinary delight, being of course, human brain pizza - easy on the onions. Thin crust only.