An Interview

An Interview With Paul Schroeder

Alien Abduction Defenses

I was very recently interviewed by Hayden Topperwien, an Australian filmmaker, who asked me to act as technical/consulting advisor in background research for his upcoming film about “ Psychiatry vs. Possession.“

Below are some of his questions:

Q: In your view, what is the most misrepresented aspect of this field in cinema/literature? Are there any aspects that you feel would be dangerous for public consumption?

A: The aspect of danger lies in this: Ouija boards are still commercially sold as novelty items and remain unrecognized by the general public (viewing Ouija as “a board game,” like Monopoly or Scrabble) as objects that offer solid invitations (invocations) to dark force entities to approach directly. Television shows with conjuring themes, i.e. Witch Season, Witch Hunter, Charmed, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, Ghost Whisperer, Bewitched, compound the danger as they uniformly suggest to the viewing public that there is no real danger in witchcraft, wizardry and “ghost hunting.” But there is great spiritual and psychological dangers awaiting he unwitting in all of them.

These shows project a fake facade of entertainment and impart a false sense of safety.

The truth is down a long hall and somewhere else.

The Reality:

If you pay attention to the paranormal, it does indeed pay attention to you.

The truth about Dark Force entities is that even when one dabbles in the occult it can fully open to one, and demons drift in to feel that tacit unspoken permission. That occurs and then they feel that they own you.

One’s life and mind suddenly and forever become a nightmarish battleground. These television shows wrongly create a sense of harmless fascination with the Dark Side and a false sense of honest experimentation with the Occult Dark Side because such open doors invite predatory, negative, bullying entities inside., the gangster-fringe element of the spirit world.

Which “Ghost Buster” can one successfully find in the Yellow Pages, at that point?

One can open doors that are not easily closed again. The same inherent danger holds true for UFO sky watch group enthusiasts. A fuller understanding of the nature of the occupants of those craft would quickly cure you of sky watching.

They treat us in the same perfunctory way that we treat chickens. They can read your consciousness from great distances, hone in on it and follow you home…

My experiences of high strangeness became dramatic and even odder after I had a sighting of a flotilla of nine craft that appeared overhead. The great danger of an innocuous sky watch organized to simply watch UFOs is that the occupants can climb down the psychic ladder of your awe.

Later, you remain unaware that you’ve been “Chosen” to become a specimen, to be (parasitically) examined, researched, meddled with, and micro managed under the guise of seemingly otherworldly ‘research’.

Just like the danger inherent in using a Ouija board in a badly infested house, a sky watch is imprudent; to assemble anywhere seeking aliens could easily change your life for the worse.

The subtle life-script changes and negative influences that demons and other negative thought entities impose into our lives go unnoticed by most people, but they are nonetheless there, sinister, menacing and reflect a parasitism of one’s consciousness itself.

Why expose oneself to that risk just for excitement and fun?

I remind people who are UFO night watch enthusiasts that such curiosity is as dangerous as an eager, unguided person playing with a Ouija board in a badly haunted house.

Everyone should be alerted and forewarned that inter-dimensional doors will open that you may not be able to close again and that “what follows you home” afterwards might be more than you were ever prepared to deal with.

After abductions one would not look up again at a clear starry night sky in joy, but with dread.

Q: What do you think would be the most positive outcome of an exploration of this field through film?

A: Darkness cannot thrive and persist where there is much light; to open and forewarn closed or naive minds to the notion that discorporate intelligence can influence them and cause disease and mental illness is to surely fore arm such unsuspecting minds.

God sends some of us into darkest corners to illuminate them for others. Your film should perhaps raise more questions in the audience’s mind than it should supply answers.

Q: Can you describe what takes place in very simple terms, in an event of demonic possession?

If there were any physical manifestations of such an event, what form would they take?

A: One’s thoughts are suddenly not one’s own; facial ticks and muscle and appendage twitches occur as the inhabiting entity tries to assert muscular control to operate the body.

An enabling and warming sense of rage simmers under your surface; lust and sexuality blossom strongly as do cravings for alcohol, drugs, meats, sweets/candy as the negative entity asserts itself under your reactions.

You can feel disconcerted at the internal difference; you feel evilly sated rather than saddened when listening to news stories about lives lost or human suffering.

Very vivid and unsettling nightmares prevail; long lost experiences and long forgotten faces in your life manifest in worst scenario vignettes as the indwelling entity assumes access to all of your memories and your chakras energy points.

Q: In what way does a normal nightmare differ from one which represents a psychic attack?-

A: All nightmares are varying degrees of imposed psychic attacks as you are being negatively ‘milked’ ethereally for energy within raw angst, by an entity who you might have picked up in daily transit not unlike dog poo on your shoe bottoms.

The signature function of the brain during dreaming is to maintain the dream state, to incorporate extraneous outside stimuli into a dream, to ‘lie to you’, to keep you dreaming.

If a fire truck’s siren blares down your block while you are sleeping your brain will incorporate that sound into the dream scenario at hand to keep you asleep and dreaming.

The ‘convenience dream’ clearly illustrates how this works.

One’s bladder may dully pulse as full, but rather than awaken the sleeper, the brain conjures a bathroom scenario instead where you ‘dream’ that you saw the tile floor and even sat down on a toilet. One awakens much later thinking, with a fuller bladder, thinking; ‘I thought that I just WENT to the bathroom?!’

A nightmare, which awakens one, usually in great angst, violates this tacit basic rule of dreaming by awakening you. One’s rude awakening reveals that nightmare scenarios are being telepathically imposed by a parasitic, discorporate entity for its ethereal feasting. A nightmare is very rarely a self-created scenario. In possession, the entity is no longer in daily transit to torture another (phantoms fill the air around us), but has settled in and has chosen you, as a ‘host’.

The nightmares and bad dreams under a state of demonic possession seem realistic in every way compared to the intensity of waking consciousness and appear to be out of body attacks. One feels at every nighttime that one flirts with the beast of madness, itself.

Concurrent with such psychic attacks is poltergeist phenomena; things move within immediate vision, knocks and tapping on the walls and a general heavy unhappy creepy atmosphere envelope the house and its occupants. Pranks predominate.

Objects disappear to return days later in strange places and there’s always a powerful sense of being watched by large eyes.

Q: What kind of person is most vulnerable to this kind of attack? How do they become a target?

A: One who leaves one’s front door open to the street will invite in unwanted miscreants, unknown horrid people who wander in seeking mischief and unwholesomeness; so too does one who uses a Ouija board or thinks that it might be fun to have a ghost around unknowingly invites the opportunistic gangster fringe element of the spirit world in.

One who does not question the source of every negative thought one has, but who ignorantly and wrongly assumes that bizarre, odd and horrid negative thoughts, urges and behaviors are simply one’s own, is especially susceptible.

M* Enhancement of Mexican ET Cell Phone Video Frame

Wolves like demons choose the weakest of the flock; young children are special nighttime targets who crawl into bed with their parents to seek protection from their energies, but there is an inverse rule also: people of strong spiritual light also bring these parasitic entities in like porch lights do bring in moths and then draw bats.

The dark side seeks to extinguish light and they attempt to do this by destroying the light in the person. Thus they will be attracted to people who shine brightly with such light.

A priest, a psychic or psychic healer, or a highly moral public figure in power are much more attractive to destroy than a mere banal person as “the trophy” is more valued.

Q: What is the worst possible outcome of such an event?

A: Murder and or sexual abuse of one’s own children, suicide, mental illness, drug addictions and self destructive habits, jail incarcerations may result.

What kind of mistakes does Western psychology make when dealing with this issue?

A: Western science does not differentiate between spiritual possession and clinical mental illness; a child who hears discorporate voices and sees spirits/ghosts is deemed psychotic not psychic, and thus is wrongly medicated.

Many institutionalized back ward ‘psychotic’ patients are possessed not insane.

Q: What is your view of the origin/nature of these non-physical entities?

(Scotland cave photo)

A: They are inter-dimensional entities, denizens of several parallel spirit worlds. Most people with unwanted energy attachments will have more than one of the following:

Fatigue

 

Headaches

Cold patches in the aura

Insomnia

Bad dreams and nightmares

Unexplained aches and pains

Anxiety and fearfulness

Depression

Obsessive/compulsive behavior

Self mutilation

Eating Disorders

Out of character behavior, especially angry outbursts

Lack of eye contact or a ‘haunted’ look in the eyes

Drug addiction or alcoholism

Suicidal thoughts or actual attempts

Q: Do you think the existence of these phenomena will ever be explored by science, or that it is essentially unreachable by the physical sciences?

A: Science is especially inept in its ability to calibrate the human soul or gauge a demonic possession; it is beyond their measuring capabilities and thus does not exist.

To quote a contemporary;

“A factor that God wants us to realize more completely and fully is that we are not alone in this ocean of air.

Even as vicious sharks and barracuda prowl the water, their demonic counterparts, foul and unclean spiritual raptors and carrion-eaters, demons who attack people, inhabit the ocean of air right along with us.

It is essential to our spiritual well-being to understand Paul’s warning in Ephesians 6:10-12 that our battles are against these creatures, and that demons are fighting tooth-and-toe nail to hang on to what they believe is theirs by first-occupancy rights. “

Q – Do you believe there is any power in archaic protection/exorcism rituals? How do different traditions differ in their approach?

Which is, in your opinion, the best?

A: Exorcism is similar to extracting a nail from one’s tire and tossing it back into traffic where it will be picked up by someone else.

Q – In terms of public education and safety, what do you feel are the most important points to get across regarding this issue?

A: For those dubious or cynical about the’ realities’ discussed, herein, I remind you that it’s never too late to increase your learning, now that you’re aware at least that much knowledge exists outside of your accumulated realm of learning.

It’s sadly more than probable that there are many like you who are totally unaware of the unseen as well as the evil unseen, which makes you and them all the more vulnerable.

Knowledge is power and in this realm ignorance is hardly ever bliss.

The unseen evil world around us is as real as the nose on your face and as equally hard to see, but it exists nonetheless.

THE HAUNTED LORD BALTIMORE RADDISON HOTEL

An elegant refurbished gargoyle-carved-skyscraper- hotel, built in the Roaring Twenties, the downtown Raddison-Lord-Baltimore, in Maryland, is where I was forced to book a four day stay, a ghostly 1920’s restored gem, to attend a wedding of my wife’s niece.

I ran into a paranormal wall.

As soon as I walked up to the monstrous walnut desk, to ‘check-in’ in I felt the undeniable burning touches on both arms, of a spiritual attachment, something strong enough to crash my admittedly feeble defenses.

We were shown to a 18th floor corner room, a lovely small suite, but as soon as the bellboy opened the door, I was repulsed by a reek , near the window, overlooking the building’s sheer corner, a cat urine pungent smell, one of darkness, death and suicide and I announced, to my wife’s astonishment, that the room, was:

“Nope” , “Sorry”, “Unsatisfactory”.

From the frying pan into the fire, we went back down, to the haunted front desk and then back up again, in a haunted elevator, with static electricity that made my hair stand on end, to another much larger, more lovely and well appointed suite , where I sadly had persistent (over days), visions of a very young girl, in a long taffeta pale dress, screaming, with a mouth agape, a frozen- face-mask of horror…

I could not surmount my own dread and disquiet to offer solace or attempt a loving message of healing.

I had not yet advanced to try to pray FOR spirits, rather than to pray to be left free and unaware of such.

The suffering and panicked image of that young girl filled my mind and brain and would not relent.

After three sleepless nights, some replete with gangster nightmares, I was able to finally checkout and return home, from a horrid weekend, spent in a badly haunted place although the wedding affair , itself, was a joyous respite from morbid and persistent paranormal inklings.

That girl has appeared to others, as an apparition, I later learned,  a weeping young girl in a long cream colored gown has been seen playing and heard crying, by guests and staff, alike.

She broadcasted, onto the screen- template of my mind, the familiar portrait of “THE SCREAM”,

mouth agape, in raw terror, to broadcast her personal angst and horror.

I was more engaged in futile attempts to cast her off me, rather than to attempt a rescue into the light, by calling her beloved relatives to assist her.

My wife, as psychic as a rock, slept well all those nights, peacefully, like a heavy stone dropped into a deep lake.

That image, before my eyes, fully awake, prevailed and was persistent and strong, and she was both frantic and terrified.

I thought it so sad.

Ghosts almost always say, “Please help me.”

Hopefully  I will learn how to avoid being sensitive enough to be up with bad dreams all night when any lost, insistent or sinister spirits are around.

Or, even better, learn how to counsel and cross them over.

I Googled the Hotel’s name and came up with Amy’s book and wrote her and she wrote me back:

“Hi Paul, Thanks for your email. What an experience!

Here is our story about the Radisson Lord Baltimore from our book.

We’d love to use your account in future research and if we write a follow-up book.

Here’s an excerpt from my book about the hotel that you wrote me about:

The Radisson Lord Baltimore Hotel 

Another Account: 

Francesle (Fran) Carter has worked at the Radisson Lord Baltimore for many years. She currently functions in the role of captain, supervising a team of people overseeing the food, beverage, and setup needs of the hotel.

In 1998 Fran was on the 19th floor of the building preparing a small meeting room for future use. She was working at a table facing the wall with an open door to her left. She bent over the table for a few moments, absorbed in her work. Then she looked up and to her left at the doorway. A little girl wearing a long cream colored dress and black shiny shoes ran by the open doorway, bouncing a red ball before her.

Fran immediately ran outside calling after her “Little girl, are you lost?”

The hallway was completely empty. Fran, quite shaken at this point, turned around to go back to the meeting room when she saw two people walking down the hallway toward her.

The first was an older gentleman dressed in formal attire. A woman in a long ballgown accompanied him. Frank asked them if they were looking for their granddaughter because she had just run by.

She turned to point in the direction that the child had passed. When she turned her head back toward the two people, they had just vanished right before her eyes.

Fran was then so frightened that she called a security guard. He stayed there with her until she finished her work, and no more ghostly visitors appeared on the 19th floor that evening.

A few years later a guest at the hotel told Fran that she believed that her room had a ghostly visitor. She was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of a child crying. As she sat up in her bed, she saw a little girl crying and rocking herself back and forth while sitting in the window of her room. As the woman rose to go to the girl, she slowly faded away. The little girl was wearing a long cream colored dress with black shoes.

One evening a few years later, Fran was approached by a co-worker who told her that three people were standing in the dark in the ballroom of the hotel. The hotel’s ballroom is a very large room, which can accommodate 1,250 people seated at banquet tables.

Three arched ceiling length windows dominate the far wall of the room- the side of the room opposite the entrance doorway. When Fran entered the ballroom, she walked across the room in the direction of the windows.

She noticed that there indeed were three people standing there in the darkened, moonlit room. One man stood before the far left window, another stood before the far right window, and a woman stood a few feet behind the two men before the middle window.

They were all looking upward through the windows. Fran noticed that they were standing in what she described as a triangular formation.

Fran passed within 5 feet of the man standing in front of the window on the left. She noticed that he was wearing a dark, possibly blue, sport blazer with metallic buttons that gleamed in the darkness. He had an ascot tied around his throat and appeared quite the dapper gentleman. She thought that his clothing was odd, but at this point didn’t know that her visitors were out of the ordinary. She then asked them if they would like some light and walked by the man in the ascot to turn on the light switch, just a few feet from where he was standing.

Light immediately flooded the room- and the three visitors were gone! As earlier noted, the Lord Baltimore hotel has had its share of guests who were very reluctant to check out. It appears that some of them never did.

Sincerely,

Amy “

Here’s my  original note, to Amy, the manager of the hotel:

“As a newly budding psychic, open to unseen energies, I found myself attending a wedding this past weekend, and I stayed at the Radisson Plaza Lord Baltimore.

I spent two sleepless nights, inundated with nightmares, complaining all the while to my wife, about the constant touches and psychic turmoil of the unseen. I have stayed at many hotels and sensed spirits, all untoward and lost.

But this hotel, still gorgeous in its age, was positively infested. A young girl, weeping, mouths agape in horror, in a very long gown dress, startled me as a persistent image.

My wife wanted no part of any of my startling unpleasant discoveries.

I also felt spirits of ignominious sinister gangster types, which didn’t surprise me in the least: if you’re afraid to cross over, why not haunt a favorite place? What can you tell me about the history of the place that supports those “images” that I had ?  “

Paul Schroeder

HOW TO DEVELOP A PARANORMAL MIND: TWELVE READINGS by Paul Schroeder

How To Develop A Paranormal Mind : Twelve

Readings

by Paul Schroeder

1-A wondrous  book, by Olga Hoyt, titled, “Exorcism”, documents

evidences required to open a mind closed to these possibilities.

Two other amazing books about demonic possession,

past life

2-recollections and clairvoyance worth reading are, “Realms of the

3-Human Consciousness”, and “Beyond the Brain”, by Stan Grof, M.D.,

who has explored human consciousness more extensively than any other researcher and

investigator.

Astonishing books to digest, along the lines of open mind re-education are :

-A startling major piece of work devoted to reincarnation truths, a

1,300 page work of two-volumes that still stand as a definitive research work, by Frederic

W.

4-Meyers, titled, ” Human Personality and its Survival After Physical Death”.

(These oddly, were published posthumously, in 1904, after Meyer’s death in 1901.)

– Demonic entities that possess humans are frighteningly written about in,

5-“Hostage to the Devil”, by Jesuit Malachi Martin, an extraordinary

exploration of five severe cases of demonic possession, a book that

almost made me abandon my own research and writing from raw fear.

6-“Thirty Years Among the Dead”, written in 1924 illuminates the

subject of human possession by solely Earthbound spirits and is

essential grist for any worthy mind’s mill.

More essential nutritious books to digest for developing an open, healthy mind are:

7-“Life Before Life”, about the Planning Stage of our blueprints for

each incarnation, by Helen Wambach,

splendid reading about her

remarkable findings after her regression of over a thousand patients.

8-“Unseen Influences”, by Dick Sutphin, is not only fine reading, but oddly prescriptive; it

states in its introduction:”It is time to reject the unseen influences and direct your own

destiny.”

-Beyond prevailing clinical beliefs, E.T.s can and do affect human

beings by repeated spiritual tampering, causing ‘symptoms’ easily

misdiagnosed and misunderstood as psychological dysfunction by

an uneducated psychoanalytic community.

9-For erudition, digest a wondrous text, titled, “CE-VI: Close

Encounters of the Possession Kind”, by William J. Baldwin, M.D., PH.D. and more essentially,

10-“Encounters”, by psychologist Edith Fiore, PH.D. describes

attachments made by errant alien beings seeking retirement

sanctuary within humans.

Many psychiatrists have now begun to understand these

phenomenon and to incorporate therapy towards this previously

unrealized reality.

11–Two more essential ‘must-reads’ are,”Past Lives Therapy”, by

12-Morris Nertherton and “The Splintered Soul”, by Maryanne Clare.

These volumes of knowledge, above mentioned,

concerning spiritual illnesses of the eternal human mind / soul,  will open any closed

mind although much is currently and largely ignored by clinically trained psychiatrists,

painfully ignorant of influences from unseen, dark entities.

NIGHTMARES : TELEPATHIC ATTACKS

THE SIGNATURE SYMPTOM OF DEMONIC PSYCHIC / TELEPATHIC ATTACKS :

 NIGHTMARES

what happens when a psychic encounters negative-thought-beings?

by Paul Schroeder

When one encounters a demonic, at bedside, one knows that the expression, ‘bad

dreams’ simply doesn’t make the grade.

Reptilian aliens, much like truer demons, can deliver such telepathic attacks, during so-

called, ‘sleep’, OBE astral assaults.

The nightmares are extraordinary in clarity and vividness and cause angst,  comparable to consciousness, realistic in every way.

Demons employ a signature multi colored panoply of dancing animated images that

fascinate, keep awake and exhaust unsuspecting young minds.

These  demonics can be initially dismissed by shouting at them to depart , unlike the

prowess of Draco Reptilian telepathic attacks which are O.B.E.s after one is first brought into their dimension, beyond belief.

They begin even before one’s head hits the pillow, with eyes barely just closed,  before

one starts to dream and these vivid nightmares underline the powerful nature of an unholy one’s psychic, telepathic attack.

Strongest demons can be seen as devils, in their ability to create negative miracles and their ability to step within us.

That morning’s, was typical of the intensity and ferocity that reptilian aliens, much like

demons, bring to the torture of the spirit and mind. My experience, follows, below:

I am drowsing over the bathroom sink, half asleep and yawning, supporting myself with my arms on both sides of the sink, eyes semi-closed, tired,  half asleep and completely naked when something gently brushes my face and loins,  just below the sink and just above  the sink.

I open my puzzled bleary eyes and clearly see an enormous conglomeration of festooned fishhooks surrounding me, suspended, hanging from the ceiling above the sink.

It is a filigree chandelier of thousands of razor sharp, hanging and connected fishhooks that I’ve stumbled into and onto stark naked and half awake.

Pinching sharp connections of fishhooks causing pain into my groin area, into my lips and into the cheeks of my face sharply apprise me, more quickly panicking now, that I’ve walked into a booby trap and I begin to be aware that I am deeply hooked in myriad places.

I force myself to think but panic rises as a gorge in my throat and I want to run from this place but am transfixed, stuck by a horror that I cannot, for now I am attached.

Because I have gently moved, I am more firmly hooked, into my genitals, and now hooks bite and pull through my lip and my cheek, as I steady myself to  weigh the moment, in growing horror.

 To move backwards, now, in shock or in a panic of flight, I realize, is to only deeply gaff myself further, in dozens of places, inextricably and beyond help.

I am attached painfully to fishhooks from my top to bottom, still awakening, sleep clouding my mind and standing at my sink!

As I lift my right arm to gently work out one fishhook that has gently pushed against and

into  a cheek muscle, razor-thin dozens of other fishhooks, fasten against and bite into

my flesh, scaring me badly and driving my barely controlled panic  into a growing sense of desperation, deepening my frantic angst .

 As I fully awaken, more quickly now, there is a gathering sense of heart pounding panic

and helplessness, as the hook in my cheek tears deeply into my mouth and the fishhooks unseen beneath the sink, begin to bite deeper, and more painfully,  into me.

I am a marionette, impaled from face to scrotum and in  a paralyzed, frozen wild frenzy,

immobilized in pain, horror and fully panic struck!

I have wandered unknowingly into this macrame of razor blades – like thin fishhooks,

obviously on purpose, some madman and murderer fiendishly has concocted over my

sink, in my bathroom, just for me to walk into!

The slightest movement brings sharp painful reminders that I am in too many places

stuck fast, and in a growing nightmarish predicament that I realize I cannot solve.

I now begin to feel despair, unable to scream, but only to moan and mutedly, for the

hooks bite even more deeply into my facial muscles, when I open my mouth to scream

out  for help, from my wife, asleep in the other room.

Opening my mouth to yell, I feel the deeper bite of the hook into all the deeper muscles

of my body and face, and I am only able to growl and moan loudly, aware that I won’t

likely be able to reach her ears, with my low moaning for assistance!

I am becoming more entrapped with every movement and I am so full of fear, that I can

hardly breathe.

I am impaled throughout, on a monstrous wind chime of dangling fishhooks, terrified  and completely  trapped, in heart pounding horror,  fully awakened, alert and conscious, now.

My fear level climbs to near hysteria when suddenly, I awaken in a startled reflex, in bed.

It took me weeks of active banishment and many passive tools of metaphysics to

eventually deter this demonic and I have often offered prayer for those it subsequently likely attacked, after it  finally left me.

But I have never forgotten that out of body attack to my astral self, recalled as  a

powerful imposed nightmare; one  flirts with the Beast of tall, winged Reptilian Madness, in such demonic E.T.

encounters , and in this case, psychically attacked as a psychic sensitive, which happened immediately after UFO sightings.

That brought fierce reptoid beings into my very psyche.

POSTSCRIPT:

Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened all this for Paul, a confirmed atheist, UNTIL Paul saw aliens float him out of his body, in his bed, at night.

Then, he knew that they were interested in an essence that he never suspected that he had, a nonphysical soul.

Our spiritual powers that interest and addict inter-dimensionals are the very powers that can be used to thwart further attacks.

They infect auras with attachments to themselves and ride the reincarnation roller coaster with human beings, as a sanctuary, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have.

Souls are garnered, detoured from our natural spiritual evolution in Heaven.

These joyriding grays can be sinister, discorporate alien souls, stuck to our energies, who bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.

Exorcism vs. Spiritual Healing and Entity Detachment (The God-like Powers of the Human Mind)

by Paul Schroeder

  Exorcism vs. Spiritual Healing and Entity Detachment (The God-like Powers of the Human Mind)

<Edited by Robert D. Morningstar>

Meditations, genetic dispositions for psychic sensitivities, Reiki healings, any opening oneself, even intense prayer, not unlike employing one’s mind in using  a OUIJA board, can spiritually be most seriously dangerous.

Opening oneself, one’s ‘third eye’, even with the best intentions, can both attract and also release spiritual dynamics and paranormal occurrences beyond the ken of one’s ability to control it.

For those dubious or cynical about the’ realities’ discussed, herein, I remind you that it’s never too late to increase your learning, now that you’re aware at least that much knowledge exists outside of your accumulated realm of learning.

It’s sadly more than probable that there are many like you who are totally unaware of the unseen, as well as the evil unseen, which makes you and them all the more vulnerable.

 

Knowledge is power and in this realm ignorance is hardly ever bliss.

The unseen evil world around us is as real as the nose on your face and as equally hard to see, but it exists nonetheless.

Ghost-hunters, like those who in rodeos and circuses , watch the abuse of the (spiritual) creatures within, with no notion of rescue for them, under the guise of paid ‘entertainment’, suffer an unrecognized obstacle, to their own spiritual evolution.

Western science does not differentiate between spiritual possession and clinical mental illness; a child who hears discorporate voices and who claims to see spirits/ghosts is deemed psychotic not psychic, and thus is wrongly medicated.

As mental illness permeates our society as the most ubiquitous prevalent disease,  besides diabetes, its epidemiology and causality is largely misunderstood, just as in the example, above.

Is then, mental illness largely a symptom of demonic entities, meddling and infernal, seeking semi-possession?

Many institutionalized back -ward ‘psychotic’ patients are possessed not insane.

Unseen negative-thought beings are an astonishing negation to, ”Seeing, is believing”!

Negative thought entities, from unseen demons, unseen reptilians or hostile ghosts are inter-dimensional entities, denizens of several parallel spirit worlds.

Most people with unwanted  predatory energy attachments will have more than one of the following:

Fatigue
Headaches
Cold patches in the aura
Insomnia
Bad dreams and nightmares
Unexplained aches and pains
Anxiety and fearfulness
Depression
Obsessive/compulsive behavior
Self mutilation
Eating Disorders
Out of character behavior, especially angry outbursts
Lack of eye contact or a ‘haunted’ look in the eyes
Drug addiction or alcoholism
Suicidal thoughts or actual attempts

“Earworms”,  a popular term for a cyclical, obsessive melody or fragment of a song that will not go away or that returns again is a signature symptom of an intrusive entity ‘attachment’.

That revealing  melody is merely the tip of the submerged iceberg of an often highly intelligent devious astral parasite.

When I strongly psychically resisted, my inner imp would send songs whose lyrics reflected an all knowing proprietary demeanor:

”You belong, to me”, an old sixties song and the Beatles’,”Can’t you see that you’re mine, we’ve been together for a long, long time”, a sinister echoed  melody, repeatedly, inwardly, in a retort response…

it is astounding how almost universal this evil psychic symptom is; as we ride horses, we are likewise sought to be ‘ridden’, by brilliant and predatory negative thought entities towards partial possession.

The chief goal and design of the Darkness, is to extinguish Light, in any form and thus those who strive to profess Goodness and Godliness come under severe attack, represented by psychic and emotional manipulations towards ‘wrongness’ and temptations.
It is an awful battle as a global macrocosm, and within each individual, as a microcosm.

They are lampreys and remoras,  predators of consciousness, itself.

Try to dislodge it and it becomes less quiescent; sudden and persistent appetites, addictions, drug use and spontaneous unsolicited strong sexual urges blossom and prevail.

The only sure cure is a difficult one: to strengthen one’s ‘immunity” by a spiritual method.

“Unlearn fear as fear feeds and empowers bullying negative entities. ”

Morphosis

One must self-dwell in a realization that one is NOT just a body with an inner spirit, but instead a spirit having Earthly adventures.

One must embrace the conviction that one’s body does not CONTAIN a soul, but that one IS a soul, temporarily residing in a body.

All bodies die, but the soul does not.

One is not one’s car,or clothing or body; we step out of those and remain ourselves, an undying spirit with creative God-like powers.

Within THAT spiritual realization comes authority and newfound power to repulse the evil that is unseen.

It’s a painful process for most who view themselves as mere victims in their body.

These people characteristically fear physical injury more than spiritual injury.

If one is ‘under telepathic attack’, psychically, with compulsions or nightmares, one can deter this ‘attack’  with a basic training course, a full realization of one’s spiritual existence, which extends astounding powers.

Predatory and opportunistic energies are all around us, as are many earthbound lost souls.

Are ghosts ‘lost souls’?

When ghosts are heard on EVP’s, revealingly, they generally do plead for, ask for our help.

That’s the unforgiving moral sin of ghost-hunters who seek only evidence, but who generally abandon and neglect rescue of these souls.

If one stumbles into a haunted house or if a ghost stumbles into YOUR house, or poltergeists persist after a sighting of UFOs, then there are God-like powers of our minds that we can employ to help them.

Within a fuller spiritual realization comes the ‘voice” to assert control and authority.

Healing is a must for all those who desire to operate in other realms of consciousness.

You must have “Self ” – assert your authority and maintain control.

If you are experiencing negative vibrations, anxiety attacks, bad dreams or just creepy feelings, they are either thought forms, imposed limiting mental concepts, demonic reptilian aliens, contractual psychic bonds or dis incarnate entities (lost souls) ghosts,  in need of healing.

They are bound to the Earth’s vibration or to human abductions because of lower vibration attitudes and emotions.  Some are coercive and desire to manipulate or control.

Sometimes a demon will coast in like a Great White Shark and they like aliens, require much hard work to dislodge.

Love Heals

Casting out entities, be they ETs, spirits, demons, jinns or ghosts)only sends them to another place to torture and trouble another person .
It’s like pulling a nail out of one’s flat tire and then casting the nail out into traffic for someone else to run into.

In all healing, do remember that God is “pure” Love and exists hidden within every cell of your being. It is only the power of Love that heals and lifts, elevates the soul to higher planes.

Another essential self-defense rule?

Unlearn fear as fear feeds and empowers bullying negative entities.

I give you the following steps to clear the negative energy:

First,  hold close that spiritual metamorphosis realization that you are a spiritual being, a tiny fragment of God’s light and love.

1. Close your aura by visualizing a white or gold light around you.
2. Call upon your chosen cultural representative of God, be it Jesus, Buddha, Babaji, Mary, Mohammed, White Eagle or another one of the beautiful Many “Christed” Ones.
3. Tell the entities they are healed and forgiven, lifted and enlightened.(repeat this as often as you feel it is needed.)
4. Tell them that they are filled and surrounded with the Christ light and the Christ love (or the highest consciousness and energy available)
5. Ask that your chosen  representative (I use my personal angels) arrive and take them to their perfect place and highest expression.

I often state that they be taken to the correct color light and to their proper place within that light.

6. Ask that all negative thought forms, and limiting mental concepts be dissolved, and lifted into the light of truth.
7. Ask that all of their psychic bonds be severed, and that they close their auras to all but spirit of the highest vibration.

I ask that all negative karmic, sexual, known and unknown contractual bonds be severed. I augment this with a visualization of a blue flaming sword that severs black cords, in all directions.

Repeat this process until you feel clear.

There may indeed often be more than one healing to accomplish.

Remember that your spoken word is very powerful, and what is spoken, on their level, manifests instantly.

Many enlightened ones use this process before opening their energies and mind to prayers, healings, doing psychic readings of others and  angelic channeling.

Like burning sage to dissipate negative energies, this process creates a clear and safe environment and also lifts the vibrational energy of the one who is doing the healing.

Intent, the inner generator of your mind-soul, is nine-tenths of the spiritual law.

I am still becoming adept in this as a novice, but I recommend that you try to employ this loving ‘expulsion’ as it raises trapped spirit’s vibrational levels and does service to the Other Side.
Moreover, such psychic flexing of unconditional love, illustrates the God-like creative powers of the human mind.

THE SIGNATURE SYMPTOM OF GHOST AND DEMONIC PSYCHIC/TELEPATHIC ATTACKS : NIGHTMARES

THE SIGNATURE SYMPTOM OF DEMONIC PSYCHIC / TELEPATHIC ATTACKS :

 NIGHTMARES

by Paul Schroeder

When one encounters a demonic, at bedside, one knows that the expression, ‘bad dreams’ simply doesn’t make the grade.

Reptilian aliens, much like truer demons, can deliver such telepathic attacks, during so-called, ‘sleep’, OBE astral assaults.

Demons use a kaleidoscope panoply of images, however, unlike reptilians.

This truth, that humankind has always been a spiritual, as well as a tangible harvest, is down a long hall and somewhere else, from pedestrian UFO researchers.

“Earth”, as we call it, is a reptilian preserve and these gamekeepers, never let the creatures within suspect that it is, indeed, a preserve.

The nightmares are extraordinary in clarity and vividness and cause angst,  comparable to consciousness, realistic in every way.

They begin even before one’s head hits the pillow, with eyes barely just closed,  before one starts to dream and these vivid nightmares underline the powerful nature of an unholy one’s psychic, telepathic attack.

Strongest demons can be seen as devils, in their ability to create negative miracles and their ability to easily step within us.

Mothman-Reptilian Draco E.Ts also have astounding telepathic prowess.

As all UFOs are commanded by reptilian-Mothman overlords,  inter-dimensional and intergalactic,  and all quite demon-possessed , my sighting of ten overhead discs one evening, immediately drew it’s highly telepathic attention to my psyche.

It climbed down the ladder of my awe, into my bedroom.

That evenings nightmare attack was typical of the intensity and ferocity that such reptilian E.T. demonics bring to the torture of the spirit and mind.

 

Before deep sleep ever occurred, this vivid and terrifyingly realistic, compared to consciousness , telepathic experience, a dream within a dream occurred:

I am drowsing over the bathroom sink, half asleep and yawning, supporting myself with my arms on both sides of the sink, eyes semi-closed, tired,  half asleep and completely naked when something gently brushes my face and loins,  just below the sink and just above  the sink.

I open my puzzled bleary eyes and clearly see an enormous conglomeration of festooned fishhooks surrounding me, suspended, hanging from the ceiling above the sink.

It is a filigree chandelier of thousands of razor sharp, hanging and connected fishhooks that I’ve stumbled into and onto stark naked and half awake.

Pinching sharp connections of fishhooks causing pain into my groin area, into my lips and into the cheeks of my face sharply apprise me, more quickly panicking now, that I’ve walked into a booby trap and I begin to be aware that I am deeply hooked in myriad places.

I force myself to think but panic rises as a gorge in my throat and I want to run from this place but am transfixed, stuck by a horror that I cannot, for now I am attached.

Because I have gently moved, I am more firmly hooked, into my genitals, and now hooks bite and pull through my lip and my cheek, as I steady myself to  weigh the moment, in growing horror.

 To move backwards, now, in shock or in a panic of flight, I realize, is to only deeply gaff myself further, in dozens of places, inextricably and beyond help.

I am attached painfully to fishhooks from my top to bottom, still awakening, sleep clouding my mind and standing at my sink!

As I lift my right arm to gently work out one fishhook that has gently pushed against and into  a cheek muscle, razor-thin dozens of other fishhooks, fasten against and bite into my flesh, scaring me badly and driving my barely controlled panic  into a growing sense of desperation, deepening my frantic angst .

 As I fully awaken, more quickly now, there is a gathering sense of heart pounding panic and helplessness, as the hook in my cheek tears deeply into my mouth and the fishhooks unseen beneath the sink, begin to bite deeper, and more painfully,  into me.

I am a marionette, impaled from face to scrotum and in  a paralyzed, frozen wild frenzy, immobilized in pain, horror and fully panic struck!

I have wandered unknowingly into this macrame of razorblades – like thin fishhooks, obviously on purpose, some madman and murderer fiendishly has concocted over my sink, in my bathroom, just for me to walk into!

The slightest movement brings sharp painful reminders that I am in too many places stuck fast, and in a growing nightmarish predicament that I realize I cannot solve.

I now begin to feel despair, unable to scream, but only to moan and remain muted, for the hooks bite even more deeply into my facial muscles, when I open my mouth to scream out  for help, from my wife,  who is asleep in the other room.

Opening my mouth to yell, I feel the deeper bite of the hook into all the deeper muscles of my body and face, and I am only able to growl and moan loudly, horrifyingly aware that I won’t likely be able to reach her ears, with my low moaning for assistance!

I am becoming more entrapped with every movement and I am so full of fear, that I can hardly breathe.

I am impaled throughout, on a monstrous wind chime of dangling fishhooks, completely and totally trapped, in heart pounding horror,  fully awakened, alert and conscious, now.

My fear level climbs to near hysteria when suddenly, I awaken in a startled reflex, in bed.

It took me weeks of active banishments and many passive tools of metaphysics to eventually deter this demonic and I have often offered prayer for those it subsequently likely attacked, after it  finally left me.

But I have never forgotten that out of body attack to my astral self, recalled as  a powerful imposed nightmare; one  flirts with the Beast of Madness, in such demonic encounters , and in this case immediately after UFO sightings that brought fierce reptoid beings into my very psyche.

POSTSCRIPT:

Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened all this for Paul, a confirmed atheist, UNTIL Paul saw aliens float him out of his body, in his bed, at night.

Then, he knew that they were interested in an essence that he never suspected that he had, a nonphysical soul.

Our spiritual powers that interest and addict interdimensionals are the very powers that can be used to thwart further attacks.

They infect auras with attachments to themselves and ride the reincarnation roller coaster with human beings, as a sanctuary, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have.

Souls are garnered, detoured from our natural spiritual evolution in Heaven.

These joyriding grays can be sinister, discorporate alien souls, stuck to our energies, who bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.

 

 We must needs choose to be a floodlight on a flatcar which pierces the darkness…

Art courtesy (Earthfiles.com)

AN ALIEN ABDUCTEE TURNS THE TABLES ON AN ABDUCTION

TAKEN : AN ALIEN ABDUCTEE TURNS THE TABLES ON AN ABDUCTION

 by Paul Schroeder

(THE GOSPEL OF ST. MARK 4:22/23 reads…….22 For whatever is hidden is meant to be disclosed, and whatever is concealed is meant to be brought out into the open. 23 If anyone has ears to hear, let them hear.” )

He had been taken from the desert, in Texas, when he was seven years old.

His father, shot-gun in hand, and he had been climbing rocky outbreaks amidst cactus and scrub.

They had hunted coyote there before,

and had used a coyote lure, a blow- into device that produced a sound that resembled a

rabbit’s cry of pain; with their backs to the setting sun to blind the predator’s approach,

they had shot and killed two, that evening.

But soon they had been prey and not predator.

A craft had appeared overhead.

It had appeared from nowhere, instantly.

It was blue like the sky, slowly changing to brown, like the desert floor, then silver as though the color progression change of metal cooling.

Later, when his father had awoken, a shell had been discharged, missing from the chamber, but he had no memory of ever firing the gun.

The seven year old had been swept aloft into an overhead craft and examined by small,

dark, large-eyed, hairless beings with large pear-shaped heads extended in the back.
They had a thin torso, long arms with three long fingers, spindly legs, no ears and mere slits for mouth.

The large black eyes strangely had compelling power.

“You will not remember!”

But he had remembered..

He had felt pain unlike any ever imagined and he screamed

The large black-wet eyes had stared at him endlessly, extensively, close up to his head.

“This will not hurt.”, they had said.

But agony had suffused lines and channels throughout his body.

Terror, rage and pain had overcome him.

The creatures had been puzzled by his pain, saying,” You will not remember.”

When he was returned to the desert floor, some forty minutes later, his father  looked switched off, eyes glazed; saliva dribbled from the right corner of his mouth.

It was his sobbing, he had then believed that had awoken his father.

His father had told him that he had imagined and dreamed it.

“The Texas sun can give you heat stroke, make you see things”, he had said, holding the

shaking boy close and placing a hand over his son’s forehead.

” Let’s find some shade.”

They had walked to the shade of hemlock and mesquite at the foot of rock outgrowth and

had eaten bologna sandwiches with yellow mustard and had washed it down with canteen water.

During this, the child had held his father’s hand and  had not let go; while his father had

chewed slowly watching his son in puzzlement, the child had stared upwards in fear.

When he was seventeen,  an abduction’s violence became mutual, one night  :

One night, a creepy psychic feeling had prevailed, and suddenly now aware of them, and

their approach, he had pretended to be asleep, had gone into deep, regular breathing,

and had visualized a dream he would like to be in, but instead, he had waited.

‘The wallpaper on three walls had distorted and bulged and animal-like small snouts and

pear-shaped grey heads, on small creatures had waggled in rapid fashion, back and forth.

They had seemed to melt out of his bedroom walls, had stood coldly  to surround him

and his bed, one close by his side, two at the foot-board, and another by the doorway.

He had jumped up and had grabbed the closest one to him around the neck, had clutched

the feather-like being’s back to his own chest, pinioning him.

The creature had frantically struggled to hit him with a small hand-held rod-like device,

but the pillows had

prevented the creature from reaching the teenager’s body with it.

In panic, the lightweight creature had squirmed and had thrashed in the boy’s tightening

grip.

The others had in quick moves, like jumping spiders, scattered from the tight circle.

He had tightened his grip and had squeezed hard until

something brittle had snapped in the creature’s neck.

Suddenly the scene had changed:

He saw his whole family, brother, mother and

father surgically eviscerated, but alive and in tears.

On a black floor under hospital lights, had been lungs, intestines, strewn amidst their

gore,  and as they laid there amidst their organs, they pleaded, with their eyes ,for him to save them.

The image was so real that it  successfully worked to confuse, startle and

distract him.

He had been convinced that real harm had come to his family and he had quickly

loosened his grip.

His parents  had writhed in agony, butchered horribly in front of his eyes.

There had been a dank, musty smell that had then permeated the bedroom.

The creature in his arms, in self protection, in desperate panic to free itself,  had flashed

the imagery into his mind, but he was sure he had killed one of them.

They never came for him physically, after that night; they would tease away, vibrate out his astral energies, from his body, leaving his body

chop-meat left behind in bed, but all his predilections and nuances of personality, would be preserved intact.

He’d awaken with vivid screen memory “bad dreams”, feeling  more bereft,

unable, in out of body abductions, to strike  back at his tormentors.

The concept of, “sleep” and “dreams” have forever been altered.

To  live unburdened by an insatiable curiosity to comprehend the

mysteries of the motives and tactics of E.T. pilots of UFOs in our universe, is, in itself,  an

amazing thing.

Molecular engineering, at the hands of E.T.s, in ‘nano-tech’, is exemplified by the physical

forms created by their designed- D.N.A. molecule, a creation of  an air-breathing protein / enzyme animal form

of life, in a complex  nanotech  programming- of- amino-acid- building blocks.

This E.T. ‘patent’ allows them to act with impunity towards ALL such life-forms.

‘Mankind has been punctuated by personalities who refused to be bound

by the grand illusion of space and time, seekers who penetrated the limitations of space

and form.’  one abductee wrote.

‘Knowing that the aliens reside in a different reality explains why this whole UFO

phenomenon is so slippery; we exist within a matrix of other realities all merging in one spot:

the human soul/ mind.

‘Their world coexists with our own intimately intertwined and separated by the thinnest veil- our arrogant assumption that we are the sole proprietors of the only reality.’

Many researchers have gleaned

that we are stuck in a preserve, a reptilian imposed matrix, a time-space-tethered- play-

pen, on this preserve , that we call, “Earth”.

One must  think of our world,  wrapped in a dream, for after a nightmare, one awakens to think:

“It was only just a dream.”

And the world, is very much like that.

Author’s note:

I , during one onboard experience,  wandered away from a room into another room and eyeball-to-

eyeball saw a small dark grey , in the back of a wide storage-type room, arms folded and scowling,

telepathically control, (using  a TSUNAMI  of psychically- broadcast TERROR, that I, too, could

suddenly also feel)  a group of enslaved human children , all boys, about ten years of age,  who in

mortal FEAR, ran to fast unload conveyor belts laden with goods, and then ran to place these on the floor in designated piles.

Slavery of children , in  that moment of clarity, was an observed microcosm , which reflects a wider predatory macrocosm  with mankind, certainly, and without a doubt, to my mind.

Hard facts and empirical scientific evidence, may assist in collecting evidence in

superficial UFO craft sightings, but such an approach fails to reveal humankind’s

continued interactions with non-human intelligence behind the steering wheels of UFOs

and behind our spiritual curtains.

Researchers in this UFO field seeking only facts, seem stodgy and backward, ill equipped

to understand an alien hall of mirrors with a quicksand floor..

“Seeking real proofs”, when only subtle evidences glare, is a valueless endeavor, a

worthless forensic insistence, for concrete evidence, in a realm of

abductees personal narrative experiences, an insistence

which counter-intuitively inhibits, rather than illuminates, this elusive subject.

POSTSCRIPT:

:

Rather than a fear-based approach to Dark Force Entity safety and caution, I prescribe a required spiritual “shift”  towards the equally unseen goodness of the spirit world, and away from fear.

Unlearning fear is a step by step acceptance and assertion, of one’s spiritual ‘self’, a distance far and away from fearful  defenses mustered by one’s material physical self.

One’s longitudinal approach to any self-defense must be a spiritual one, and not a physical one.

For defenses to flare, one must  recognize that one is not a person having troubled spiritual problems, but instead an eternal soul having troubling human experiences.

From the stance of self-recognition as an eternal spirit, one can then insist on “one’s own space’ as spiritual fruition.

God, is real, but He has always been, down a long hall, and somewhere else..

BIO:

Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened all this for Paul, a confirmed atheist, UNTIL Paul saw aliens float him out of his body, in his bed, at night.

Then, he knew that they were interested in an essence that he never suspected that he had: a nonphysical soul.

Our spiritual powers that interest and addict inter-dimensionals are the very powers that can be used to thwart further attacks.

They infect auras with attachments to themselves and ride the reincarnation roller coaster with human beings, as a sanctuary, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have.

Souls are garnered, detoured from our natural spiritual evolution in Heaven.

These joyriding grays can be sinister, dis-corporate alien souls, stuck to our energies,

which brings a new meaning, to the concept of a silent invasion.

“THE ALIEN HUNTER”, by Derrel Sims : A REVIEW, by Paul Schroeder

(Derrel Sims was creative and stalwart to think to employ hypnotized abductees as his

‘ears’ and ‘eyes’, to gather ‘intelligence’ aboard UFO craft, and  to challenge/ interact with workhorse

small greys during those abductees’ abductions.

He gleaned and shared with the world how brilliant and how diabolical these telepathic

critters were able, to detect HIM, behind the abductees’ ‘curtains’.

They programmed those abductees to relate a message back , to ‘threaten’ him AND his son, with

“future abductions”

Although they hunt us and we don’t hunt them, Derrel Sims comes gun-sight closer, than anyone else.)

“ALIEN HUNTER”,

by Derrel Sims:

                                              a Review by Paul Schroeder

(THE GOSPEL OF ST. MARK 4:22/23 reads…….22 For whatever is hidden is meant to be

disclosed, and whatever is concealed is meant to be brought out into the open. 23

If

anyone has ears to hear, let them hear.”)

I have realized that I have had on-going interactions with non-human UFO beings since I was a young child,

and after forty years of experiences and much research I have gleaned that

there are only two predominate alien categories visiting us, essentially : those brilliantly

malevolent, and those who won’t get involved.

Sanguine and Pollyanna thinking is puerile thinking, at best, concerning true alien

motives and tactics..

All ETs are equally inter-dimensional AS WELL AS inter-galactic and

many of these quite sinister and proprietary beings seek to infuse their dis-corporate

energies into the human multilayered psyche, and not unlike demonics, become joy-riding

lamprey parasites of consciousness, itself.

The full alien truth, is down a long hall, and somewhere else.

When I was in my thirties, I was distressed and frantic about my dramatic sightings of a flotilla of overhead UFOs, and later even more

confused and alarmed by accompanying, concurrent paranormal experiences, and then I

by fortuitous chance, stumbled upon Derrel Sims.

Well known, as an “Alien Hunter”, Derrel seemed omnipresent throughout the World

Wide Web of the Internet and was very busily engaged in helping other alien abductees.

Nonetheless, I often held on for over an hour, sure that he was too tired after debriefing abductees  from their abductions.

E.T. sessions to

return my calls.

There was my life before, and then there was my life after, an astonishing paranormal event.

A virtual flotilla of round craft had  slowly assembled overhead and afterwards, I had

suffered repeated nightmare- like “dreams”, vivid recollections of aliens and of

abductions.

I had sat, eyeball to eyeball with a telepathic being, an off white Gumby creature with

long arms and legs who had flashed a tidal wave of LOVE, at me, at one point, after

“exams” that had consisted of inserting me into varied ‘scenarios’,to gauge and assess my reactions.

All of the non human being sitting at a table was visible to me, except for his eyes, over

which hung a clouded and an obscured blur, his will for me not to see his eyes.

I still wonder why his eyes were purposefully blocked, too blurred for me to observe .

Derrel  Sims, was very familiar with nighttime, bedroom intruders and I related my

dreamlike recollections to him.

He assured me that post abduction micromanaging (See Eve Lorgen’s, “The Alien Love

Bite”) in abductees’ lives was quite common and he told me about mistakes aliens made

in returning abductees into their clothing and errors in erasing memory…

Many abductees report that during their abductions on board craft, they instead often

see a different and frightening alien race,

 taller scaled reptilian beings who radiate rage and hatred,  and who clearly appear to be overlords of the

many alien races who frequent the crossroads of Earth for salvage, and to abduct

humans.

 Reptilian beings are in command of the grey aliens who pilot UFOs.

Draco reptilians, are the best of games-keepers, who never let the creatures on their

preserve suspect that “Earth”, is, indeed , a preserve..

Muscular, winged, sentient, highly technological, upright standing to seven or eight feet

tall, scaled reptilian beings, with webbing between their claws, who have yellow/red cat-like eyes, and who stand upright have

telepathic prowess, most  uncannily canny , and they can control one’s human will and one’s mind.

These saurian Mothmen, alien reptilians look upon us, as we fancy veal, which explains

their alien- (Old Testament )’God-ordered’ Kosher dietary laws; if they strictly control what

human animals ate,( as we do with beef and snails fed strictly on corn)  humans could

become more desirably edible.

We have always been caged on this planet and on others for their slaves and for their consumption.

At Bud Hopkins’ house, during Saturday evening meetings, I learned that abductees had gleaned what reptoids regular diets consisted of:  infant human beings..

It was a chilling story I was to hear

repeatedly, echoed elsewhere, throughout the UFO and abductee community, not unlike one Rod Serling’s,

“Twilight Zone” episode,”To Serve Man”, where our importance as a race in the Universe,

to  aliens’ eyes, is that of a delectable condiment.

It re framed correctly, the true

modus operandi, behind this particular alien type in its ancient and continuing

interaction/visitations with mankind,  that

we were NEVER the ‘top of the food chain’.

Terrified, I told Derrel about my vivid nightmares about ETs.

Derrel assured me, unhappy evidence suggested , that most people who entered an alien

spaceship would not remember it, or even know what had happened to them, except in

recalled ‘dreams’, or under medical hypnosis .

Few people could hope to carefully examine their dreams,

lost as they struggled into consciousness, each morning.

When I had called Derrel, in Houston Texas,I  related that I

had seen, eyeball-to-eyeball, alien entities up-close,  and had recalled being on-board an alien craft, with a larger group

of ‘sleeping’ people, had also recalled stunning views of space, a white Moon and clouded Earth, close up, amidst stars, from the craft’s window.

Later on, I told him, unseen poltergeist activity, a paranormal chaos erupted (from unseen, visibly ‘cloaked’ small grays) who had climbed down the ladder of my awe into my bedroom, in my house.

I had  wildly experienced being vibrated out of my body, in my bed; while my whole body

had electrically tingled, I had seen TWO of my bodies,  an astral one slowly rising out of my physical  ‘body’, while

 on my bed, face up.

Derrel told me that I had likely observed the

ending,  the return of my astral essence, rather than having the beginning, of my

spiritual kidnapping.

While on-board an alien craft, I had been subjected to a series of worst

scenario, vivid nightmarish like ‘scenes’, as though I were the main character, in those many staged scenarios,

 telepathically imposed, as enveloping 3-D holographs.

Each scenario

 edged towards a test or type of “exam”.

Within each dream-state scenario, I had been tested, measured, assessed, and recorded,

my emotional and cognitive psychological reactions,  noted, to the staged situations before me.

(Earthfiles.com with permission)

The back of my brain seemed detached from the front, such that if my shoe hung before

my eyes, I could strain to perceive, but could not quite discern just what precisely it was.

I thought that I had begun to lose my mind to fear, in the full realization of all these

bizarre recalled experiences and told him so.

He had unblocked my fears,  directly describing the abducting alien entities that I had

seen:

“tall, white like a refrigerator, flat like a Gumby character, highly telepathic and controlling  in aspect.”

I also recalled the presences of smaller, very dark greys,  most sinister and

they had amazing telepathic powers.

 Diminutive and mean spirited , they could both read and control my mind.

Resisting their mind control, a paralyzing tsunami of extreme fear, was like running

down an up escalator, swimming against the current of a white water rapid.

Derrel had assured me that I was not alone; though these beings characteristically micro

managed many people’s lives, throughout, I could, he said, now put a stop to it all.

When I asked him about what motives, purposes these entities had, in such encounters,

he gave me a metaphor of ‘farmers milking cows’ .

To him, this metaphor distilled the precise relationship between alien entities and all of

the human beings, who they abducted.

He went on to tell me, in subsequent conversations, that he’d learned that traces of post-

abduction were as subtle as fast growing hair and fingernails, as dramatic as a detectable

luminous phosphorescence,” alien touches”, revealed under black light, on alien abductee’s skin.

He had noticed, he also told me, that alien abductees had higher serotonin levels than

other people; these people were resistant to pain killers, like Novocain, and could even awaken during surgery.

This higher level of serotonin, he then said, may perhaps make it easier for aliens to ‘contact’ these people.

He was fearless, seeking creative resistances to abductions and pointedly asked me,

“Why not turn the tables on these aliens and abduct one of them?!”

He assured me that aliens often made lots of mistakes and were clearly sloppy in many

of the abductions, because people awoke only to be alerted to and able to recall these episodes rather than forget them.

He was active in establishing hypnotic-induction-tools-resistance to  abductions, within victims minds.

He told me that he had even played a dangerous game of “Manchurian Candidate” with

these abducting alien entities, using those abductees, under his tools of hypnotherapy, to

plant ‘spies’ within their midst, aboard their craft, using those abductees as his ears and eyes.

He told me about an experience he had, when he had tried a unique anti-mind-control experiment .

.

He had taken pre-selected long time abductees, had put them all in a light trance and in a

light state of altered consciousness, had put in a post hypnotic suggestion, buried in

amnesia, with a target trigger.

They would all pass the initial alien mind scan; they could not reveal what they themselves did not know.

All were programmed to release an accusatory finger- pointing indictment, at the aliens,

and then that would break the short psychic leash.

When they were within twenty inches of their captors, always just out of sight, a statement would be released and triggered.

They would come out of their mind controlled fugue and they would ask,

“Now, just why are you doing these terrible things to perfectly innocent people!?”

Within five days, he had said, all abductees reported further encounters with small

bedroom, nighttime intruders, and  all of the ‘results”,  were in.

In each case, in the delivery of that sentence, the trance had indeed been broken and

then each abductee could clearly see that they had faced a small, dark, large-eyed creature.

One woman member had said that for the first time in over thirty years of her

abductions, the alien had suddenly become enraged and livid, violently angry, something she had never seen before.

The response from all abductees, had been identical, had been instantly chilling in its

implied vindictiveness:

“Now, you can tell Derrel, that we’re going to come for him… AND his son!” ..

I had shivered in primal fear,  to hear him relate their omniscient vicious vendetta

threat ; I thought him

 the bravest person in this field, that I had ever stumbled across, in my long journey to integrate my

experiences of vivid dreams about these same non -human entities.

 Derrel had said about his hypnotherapy ‘craft’ of revealing truths, from abductees, that in his work recovering memories, “no hypnotic disassociated techniques were used, because

that hypnotic tool had been stubbornly discredited as a method of re-experiencing,

because phobias are clinically erased, remotely, freeing both the therapist and the

patient to amend and change what was seen on the mind’s remote projection screen: freeze it, slow it down, and slowly extinguish that phobia.

Since that “screen viewing” is, in itself, repeatedly altered, it was felt by other specialists

that that abduction recall technique was a flawed one.”

One must  read this extraordinary book,   about the motives, tactics and purposes of the lamprey-like pilots behind the steering wheels of UFOs.

To my mind, for anyone to live unburdened by an insatiable curiosity to comprehend the

mysteries of the motives and tactics of the pilots of UFOs, in our universe, is in itself,

quite an amazing thing.

Knowing that the aliens reside in a different reality explains why this whole UFO phenomenon is so slippery; we exist within a matrix of other realities all merging in one spot: the mind.’

Aliens and their craft exist.

My expanded consciousness and psychic abilities are mere outcome of my lifetime of contacts with them and Derrel has been a lighthouse beacon, in a dark storm-tossed alien universe.

.

Nightmares may be screen memories to muddle recollection aboard craft or insertion of

 

core images as trauma, to make connections to your mind.

My acquired insights sustain that ALL nightmares are varied degrees of telepathic

 

attacks used by and delivered from a varied collection of negative-thought-entities who

 

strive to ‘reside’ within such “core-images”, and at least, make ethereal connections from

us to them by imposing traumatic, horrid imagery.

Post-abductions “nightmares” especially fall within this realm.

It is not insightful, to analyze such imagery nor is it wise to assume that it’s innocuous.

One must attempt to not retain such imagery, but to sever and slash at it’s recollection,

using tools of metaphysics, from swords to blow-torches, visualized removing connections.

Source helps those, who help themselves..

AUTHOR’S POSTSCRIPT:

Hard facts and empirical scientific evidence, may assist in collecting evidence in superficial UFO craft sightings, but such an approach fails to reveal humankind’s continued interactions with non-human intelligence behind the steering wheels of UFOs and our spiritual curtains.

Researchers in this UFO field seeking only facts, seem stodgy and backward, ill equipped to understand an alien hall of mirrors with a quicksand floor..

“Seeking real proofs”, when only subtle evidences glare, is a valueless endeavor, a worthless forensic insistence, for concrete evidence, in a realm of

abductees personal narrative experiences, an insistence

which counter-intuitively inhibits, rather than illuminates , this elusive subject.

EPILOGUE:

Director of CIA, Admiral R.H. Hillenkoetter: “It is time for the truth to be brought out in open Congressional hearings. Behind the scenes, high-ranking Air Force officers are soberly concerned about UFOs. But through official secrecy and ridicule, citizens are led to believe the unknown flying objects are nonsense. To hide the facts, the Air Force has silenced its personnel.” p. 58, quoted from New York Times, February 28, 1960, p. L30

“I’m not at liberty to discuss the governments knowledge of extraterrestrial UFO’s at this time. I am still personally being briefed on the subject!”

–President Richard M. Nixon

“I think about how quickly our differences worldwide would vanish if we were facing an alien threat from outside this world. And I ask you, does not this threat alread exsist?”

–President Ronald Reagan UN address

“The US Air-force assures me that UFO’s pose no threat to National Security..”

–President John F Kennedy

“I strongly recommend that there be a committee investigation of the UFO phenomena. I think we owe it to the people to establish credibility regarding UFOs and to produce the greatest possible enlightenment on this subject”

–President Gerald Ford (1966)

“Extraterrestrial contact is a real phenomenon. The Vatican is receiving much information about extraterrestrials and their contacts with humans from its Nuncios (embassies) in various countries, such as Mexico, Chile and Venezuela.”

— Monsignor Corrado Balducci As stated 5 different times on Italian TV** (Vatican theologian insider close to the Pope,Monsignor Balducci said that he is on a Vatican commission looking into extraterrestrial encounters, and how to cope with the emerging general realization of extraterrestrial contact.)

“Given the millions of billions of Earth-like planets, life elsewhere in the Universe without a doubt, does exist. In the vastness of the Universe we are not alone.”

–Albert Einstein

“The evidence points to the fact that Roswell was a real incident and that indeed an alien craft did crash, and that material was recovered from that site. We all know that UFOs are real.All we need to ask is where do they come from, and what do they want?”

–Capt. Edgar Mitchell Apollo 14 Astronaut

“In my mind, there is no question that they’re out there. My Career is well established. My texts books are required reading in all the major capitals on planet earth. If you want to become a physicist to learn about the unified field theory-you read my books. Therefore, I’m in a position to say: Yes- Most likely they’re out their, perhaps even visited, perhaps on our moon. – ABC News Quote —

— Professor Dr. Michio Kaku

“We must insist upon full access to disks recovered. For instance, in the La case the Army grabbed it and would not let us have it for cursory examination.”

–J Edgar Hoover

I feel that the Air Force has not been giving out all the available information on the Unidentified Flying Objects. You cannot disregard so many unimpeachable sources.”

— John W. McCormack, Speaker of the House of Representatives of the United States. January (1965)

“UFO sightings are now so common, the military doesn’t have time to worry about them – so they screen them out. The major defense systems have UFO filters built into them, and when a UFO appears, they simply ignore it.”

–Lee Katchen (former atmospheric physicist with NASA)

“Let there be no doubt. Alien technology harvested from the infamous saucer crash in Roswell, N.Mex., in July 1947 led directly to the development of the integrated circuit chip, laser and fiber optic technologies, Particle beams, Electromagnetic propulsion systems, Depleted uranium projectiles, Stealth capabilities, and many others! How do I know? I was in charge! (A matter of public record)I think the kids on this planet are wise to the truth, and I think we ought to give it to them. I think they deserve it.’

–Colonel Philip Corso

(Army Intelligence officer, former head of the Foreign Technology at the U.S. Army’s Research and Development department at the Pentagon.

Four years director of intelligence on President Eisenhower’s White House National Security Staff)

Paul Schroeder’s bio:

Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened all this for Paul, a confirmed atheist, UNTIL Paul saw aliens float him out of his body, in his bed, at night.

Then, he knew that they were interested in an essence that he never suspected that he had, a nonphysical soul.

Our spiritual powers that interest and addict inter-dimensionals are the very powers that can be used to thwart further attacks.

They infect auras with attachments to themselves and ride the reincarnation roller coaster with human beings, as a sanctuary, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have.

Souls are garnered, detoured from our natural spiritual evolution in Heaven.

Earth may well be a reptilian preserve matrix of time and illusion, a human-playpen-physical anomaly preserve,  compared to  multiple reptilian created synthetic, astral worlds, elegantly designed to ‘house’ trapped human souls.

I have seen such astral prison realms, from within, during OBEs and astral abductions, and it is not dissimilar to this ‘reality’, which if you pay strict attention, also sometimes ‘pixilates’..

These joyriding grays can be sinister, discorporate alien souls, stuck to our energies, who bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.

Remote Viewing Defense Against Reptilian Aliens, Overlords of Human-Abducting Aliens

 By  Paul Schroeder

(THE GOSPEL OF ST. MARK 4:22/23 reads…….22 For whatever is hidden is meant to be disclosed, and whatever is concealed is meant to be brought out into the open. 23 If anyone has ears to hear, let them hear.”)

I used to firmly believe that we as predators, were at the very top of the food chain.

Then, others like me, who also claimed to be abductees, some of who I met through Budd

Hopkins and his weekend house get- together many years ago, told me horror stories about some abductions.

They had seen on-board craft, a Moth-man alien race, an ‘in-charge’ being who radiated demonic rage and hatred,

a satanic, diabolical alien being , overlord of many alien races who abduct humans and who pilot UFOS.

Muscular, winged, sentient, highly technological, upright standing to seven feet tall,

reptilians who looked upon us as we fancied veal, who with technology violated our World’s airspace every night…

(graphic: Earthfiles.com)

These abductees had  gleaned what reptoids regular human diets consisted of : infants.

Just as bad or even worse there was a spiritual/supernatural element, an ethereal

placement of young reptilians along human abductees spinal chords for aural feasting.

Draco reptilians trespass inter-dimensionally as well and tamper with our energies that extend into those other dimensions.

When these or any other inter-dimensional cloaked unseen creatures violate and intrude within our

aural/psychic energies, free-floating waves of anxiety blossom, the human soul’s natural

reaction to intrusion; ask any psychic medium.

That explained why  many abductees have such horrid panic attacks and horrid spinal issues, because

juvenile reptilians make spinal attachments, to tamper with astral energies which often causes somatic injuries..

ETs specialize in delivering telepathic vivid imagery into the mind’s ‘eye’ like

vivid nightmares, screen memories to muddle recollection aboard craft or more likely insertion of

core images as trauma, to make connections to the human mind.

My acquired insights sustain that ALL nightmares are varied degrees of telepathic

attacks used by and delivered from a varied collection of negative-thought-entities who

strive to ‘reside’ within such “core-images”, and at least, make ethereal connections from

us to them by imposing traumatic, horrid imagery.

Post-abductions “nightmares” especially fall within this realm.

It is not insightful, to analyze such imagery nor is it wise to assume that it’s innocuous.

One must attempt to not retain such imagery, but to sever and slash at it’s recollection,

using tools of metaphysics, from swords to blow-torches, visualized removing connections.

Source helps those, who help themselves..

I saw a flotilla of craft, slowly come in from different directions, to assemble overhead,

round craft bottoms appearing not unlike red balloons.

They floated into a formation of sorts, overhead, until there were a dozen, and then all

bottoms’ red color turned to violet and they darted off overhead together, all in the same direction, like fast minnows in a pond.

After that amazing sighting, poltergeist nonsense began to occur in my house .
And from then on, I looked up at the night skies only with apprehension…

Things moved within immediate eyesight, knocks on the walls and pings on light

fixtures, small fast footsteps overhead in the attic, and very strong feelings of being

watched and nightmares.

Many nights, fantastic vivid nightmares of encounters with non-human beings ensued,

beings very tall, white like a refrigerator, flat like a Gumby cartoon character, and who

spoke to me with mind-to-mind-communication..

I was in severe ontological shock…

I shared this with Budd Hopkin’s group.

But no one know that I was to employ the psychic energy of a psychic medium in this fool hearty endeavor

They said my microcosmic experience was macroscopic in its universality around the globe with many others,  who were also agog.

Imagine a whole city-scape,  with most people walking around with an affixed juvenile

reptilian attached upside-down to their spines, and all with implanted forgotten

nighttime images; it lends a new meaning to a silent invasion.

It was a chilling story I was to hear repeatedly echoed,

demonic activity,  but instead from unseen reptoids  who imposed nightmares.

Nightmares are imposed for attachment-

energy-residence , to ethereally “dwell’, within the layered human psyche, as a core image-nightmare scenario.

Turn over each image and sever the connections that rope-like, appear to connect to one.

Astral snakes and other astral wildlife, including greys and juvenile reptoids seeking ‘sanctuary’, are sometimes found, visualized

dwelling ‘behind’ such imagery,  when

metaphysics use of swords or blow torches to sever “connection” ‘cords is employed,  and

visualized….

This helps..

 When one is within grey and reptilian attentive and manipulative reach and grasp,  all

vivid “dreams” must be suddenly suspect..

When one is later temporarily ‘freed’ from their omnipresent proprietary meddling,

one’s foggy and half-remembered normal other “dreams” settle back in.

To what extent will Darkness delude those seeking “LIGHT”?

I was fooled by a “Christ-Light-figure” experience that radiated bless, and I believed that I

had a celestial and divine experience , only to later learn, from psychic mediums, that

reptilian alien dark ones had released a quantum of my OWN within- spiritual bliss.

Reptilian created astral dimensions, are set up to  ‘trap’ spiritual energies, reptilian  crude

astral worlds used to entrap human spirits,  purposefully deterred from “Heaven”,  

unsettling ‘stage-sets’  dimensions, wherein human spirits reside and unknowingly await

transfers into other physical bodies to continue the E.T. cycle of ethereal ‘milking’ of  spiritual energy.

“Aliens” have long been on and involved with this animal-preserve- planet, eons BEFORE mankind showed

tampering with our DNA to create

a naked-highly-edible ape crop to harvest, a simian race who knots neckties and rides public conveyances.

After a lifetime of abductions and research I have gotten this hard fact from abductees

who have actually had their questions answered by their abductors.

This re-framed correctly,  what the ulterior motive, purpose was behind

The E.T. -given basic religious Biblical insistence that “sacrificial blood be spilled onto all four

corners of the altar” is more a reptilian portal demonic summoning technique, far darker and far

removed from anything remotely, “Holy”..

And the E.T. designed ‘Ark-of-the-Covenant’s power to destroy, is another God- masquerading..

Blind UFO sky-watchers and media, focus solely and

on craft,  as though some alien-Jedi-mind-trick imposed, denies any focus , instead, on the intent of  the alien occupants, within.

It puts one in mind of a Twilight Zone episode called,”To Serve Man”, which neatly

summed up man’s importance in the galaxy, as a mere E.T. table- condiment.

(Director of CIA, Admiral R.H. Hillenkoetter:

“It is time for the truth to be brought out in open Congressional hearings. Behind the scenes, high-ranking Air Force officers are soberly concerned about UFOs.

But through official secrecy and ridicule, citizens are led to believe the unknown flying objects are nonsense. To hide the facts, the Air Force has silenced its personnel.” p. 58, quoted from New York Times, February 28, 1960, p. L30)

Our very young become simian veal, for reptilian palates.

It makes one want to change, to make an apparent moral decision and assume a

vegetarian diet and not ever atavistically revert;

but we too have mouths intended by evolution, equipped with meat tearing incisors…..

Who Could Ever Imagine Such Creatures ?

My abduction recalls were of different entities, also  masters of illusions, ones who

tested me in mind-imposed scenarios, of moral dilemmas and survival values choices.

They calibrated souls and assessed minds with  uncanny, telepathic images projected onto the mind’s visual screen (i.e. the optic lobe).

They were tall, white like a refrigerator, flat like a Gumby cartoon character and often,  politely spoke mind to mind.

Years later, I saw a three foot tall juvenile reptilian entity,  during a shower, under the spray,  close up.

I saw it  partially appear and then slowly vanish, like an elf, and it cocked its head at me sideways, birdlike.

I was at once both horrified and in awe, frighteningly aware of their parasitic, bottom-

feeder unseen creature reputation,  from other abductees.

The adults were winged Mothmen, cat-like eyes, scaled and ceiling tall, all quite

demonically possessed, and I wanted nothing, whatsoever, to  imagine about them.

It was surmised by some in the UFO field, at Budd Hopkin’s  abductee-house-meetings

that Earth is a reptilian preserve matrix of time and illusion, a human-

playpen-physical anomaly preserve, compared to reptilian lushly-created

astral worlds, elegantly designed to ‘house’ trapped human souls.

I  stupidly (and recklessly) tried an energy experiment with my mind to try to control a

UFO by remote viewing, a mind flexing field exercise to satisfy  my chronic and profound irritation for

the copious nosebleeds, and nightmares sustained after abductions.

By virtue of the unexpected result, the semi- transparent appearance of a saurian

monstrously tall reptilian in the center of my living room who radiated a loathsome

palpable rage and hatred, shortly after I tried using this psychic technique, I determined

that I would never alone try this mental exercise tool , again.

However, a skilled ensemble- TEAM, might bring  warrior- marvelous -results, because

the unused untapped power of our  human minds is part of the  quantum physics of the universe,

an energy potential with latent power, seen in this power flexing exercise.

The fact, that it brought almost immediate retaliation against me, underlines its potential efficacy.

Will You Attempt To Be as Foolhardy as I?

With  eyes closed, I did visualize an alien craft, a disc-shaped or cigar-shaped large UFO,

and ‘saw’ it perched, then flying above our planet high within our skies, many miles overhead.

I visualized all quadrants of a very large craft, filled with overlord

reptilians and subservient greys, all busy at machinery.

I studied the tiers and levels of it in full detail for a full half minute.

Then, I visualized that a force from my mind sharply hit the ship and jarred the craft

violently, tossed into another section of space, like a football, end over end.

Clearly, I saw it hurled across a short distance in space, at a tilted pitched angle and

visualized all entities on-board now suddenly very startled and frightened.

Imagination, is a word that should be eliminated from our language.

I augmented this visualization and used a quick head tilt to accentuate the strong mental suggestion of the craft’s jump.

I  totally forgot about this experimental exercise within an  hour.

But then between me on the couch and my television set, a creature from a nightmare

appeared and changed my life.
There are moments that define one’s life, moments that one says, ‘this was before that’, ‘this was after that’.

A Mothman-like reptilian, a winged scaled saurian being, ceiling-high, semi- materialized.

Without moving I was suddenly warmed; hatred surrounded me with menace as though I were near a hot radiator.

Its scaled cat-like eyes radiated a palpable loathing and rage, which awed me rather than

frightened me as I had lost my senses to surprise.

Winged, ceiling-high and scaled, with webbing between brown claws,

It vanished after fewer than than ten seconds .

Later, days and weeks later in my life, that saurian vendetta surely and without question

manifested a series of horrid and painful accidents which seemed later to underline the

smoldering, tangible hatred and rage that it had radiated towards me.

In retrospect, those agonies and sudden misfortunes were not worth the risk of what was after all a very foolhardy experiment.

But I couldn’t help but wonder how merely one single human mind could be such a

powerful weapon/tool, to control alien craft, that do indeed respond to powerful

telepathic messages.

And I later also couldn’t help but wonder what more a highly skilled group of focused

minds, an orchestra of minds in unison, might also be able to accomplish.

We are not, as mindless and as helpless against these vile creatures and their miracle

machines, as everyone has thought …

Editor’s Note:

Illustrations of reptilian aliens courtesy of

Linda Moulton Howe’s

http://www.Earthfiles.com 

(with permission)

(Author’s Footnote:

This being ‘taken’, is continued from one lifetime to another a sort of ownership proprietary attitude that they take towards us all. Extremely vivid “dreams” are imparted to one’s mind during sleep to make connections to them and the best way to detach is to recall the vivid dream, turn it over in your mind and with a sword, cut connections from you to them; it’s involved metaphysics that works after a fashion.)

ALIEN ABDUCTION TELEPATHIC MIND-CONTROL

ALIEN MIND CONTROL DURING ABDUCTIONS

By Paul Schroeder

(Copyright 2018, Paul Schroeder – All Rights Reserved)

<Edited by Robert D. Morningstar>

*******

(Author’s note:

I am “he” …

And this recollection is genuine.

However, I chose the pronoun, “he”, and the nouns,”The Father” and “the priest”,to make this vividly recalled abduction, more easily acceptable to the uninitiated reader.)

‘Relaxation techniques, slowly bought him to an altered state; under hypnosis, a series of subconscious motor reflexes, a twitch of a different finger cemented a conversation with the body, not the mind.

 

 The thumb, indicated “Yes”, the middle finger, “No”, the pinky, “I (can’t) won’t answer”.

 This technique would confront repressed fear, avoidance, or directives to forget, and allow direct conversation with the unconscious.

By hypnotic suggestion, the body would answer, meaningfully, even if one fell asleep.

This technique sought to bypass speech, itself, should impasses present themselves.’

‘Doctor : “Let’s begin; can we talk about his bad dreams?”

Priest: (film shows quick flash of thumb;) “Yes”…

 

Doctor: “Go back to the day the two puppets floated outside the window, and, below consciousness, recall what happened, that afternoon.

 

Show me that you begin by moving the “yes” finger, and the end of that recall by moving the “no” finger.”

Priest: (film shows “yes” and “no” twitches)

Doctor: “Good; started and ended. Is there any unconscious, additional information, the father has not remembered concerning that afternoon?”

Priest: (finger twitches quickly with the “yes” thumb movement)

Doctor: “What happened?

 See it remotely, as if you’re in a projector booth, watching yourself, on a screen; what happened?”

Priest: (increasing stress) “I don’t want to answer digit”, pinky, signal.

Doctor: “No? You don’t want to tell me? Fine, can you talk to me orally, tell me what you’re feeling?”

Priest: (more negative finger) Movements with agonized breath.

Doctor: “You refer to this as October, 2017.

 Whatever happened was long ago.

 You’re safe and in control; are you reluctant to talk about it because it’s too upsetting?”

Priest: Film records positive finger movement

Doctor: “Freeze the scene and see part in full frame; like a snapshot?

 Is it okay?”

Priest: Film shows a “yes” twitch.’

Doctor: “A still slide projected on a faraway screen; you’re up in the projection booth watching the father in the theater.”

‘Priest: “As I was looking through the window, the eyes looked back.

 Staring back.

 The eyes are not normal.”

Doctor: “Look closer; what else do you notice?”

Priest: “The face doesn’t have any teeth, it’s not a normal face. It’s gone, now.”

Doctor: “Feel the relief that the face is gone. Now I have a question for your unconscious to answer by finger movement.

Has any harm been done to the father during the faces’ presence?”

Priest: (records a quick “no” answer)

Doctor: “Now what happened, later, that night, when you felt, sensed something by your bed?

Was there anything done to the father, physically during that time?”

Priest: Head is shaking “no” and the finger movement is saying “yes”, softly; “They took my clothes”, sadly “They took my priestly vestments”.

Doctor: “Who did?”

 

Priest: Very agitated, legs twitching, shoulders twitching. His head shook on a negative reaction.

Doctor: “Is the “no” for then, or now? You keep shaking your head “no”.

 

Priest: “For now”.

Doctor: “You don’t want to talk about it?”

Priest: “No”.

Doctor: “Do you want to remember it when you come out of trance?”

Priest: “No”.

‘Doctor: “Do you want to remember it some other day?”

Priest: “No”.

Doctor: “Below consciousness, I want to ask your hand some questions. ”

“Hand, in the course of that encounter, did the father leave the house?”

Priest: Thumb, positive finger response, “yes”.

Doctor: “Was he removed from the house?”

 

Priest: (another “yes” response)’

‘Doctor: “Would it be all right for him to remember the things that happened?”

 

Priest: (an animated “no” response)

Doctor: “Without him reliving the experiences, would it be all right for him to remember what he saw?”

Priest: The little finger jumps repeatedly with “I don’t want to answer” response.’

 

(Slowly, aloud) “I want to see what happened.”

Doctor: “Repeat that, please, say it again”.

Priest: “I want to see what happened”.

 

Doctor: “To avoid reliving; you do not have to relive the experience, speak of the priest as “He”, it is not you, but a picture”.

ABDUCTION RECOLLECTION:

‘He’ is flying high over a lush green tree landscape, over rolling tree lined hills and

though he knows that it must be night, within the tractor light-beam, under a moving

craft,  the fields and countryside below are lit up as though it were day, but he knows it’s

night, because he is told that he is dreaming.

 He is flying, floating above a tree landscape.

For a few brief seconds, until he is drawn into the craft, he sees the green granular

nature of the trees below, and feels the  visual exhilaration of flying, but rather than fear,

he is filled with a combined sense of peace and joyous happiness.

He marvels at the texture and color of his neighborhood, and his movement above it.

He is dreaming, but he is awake.

The smaller craft lands near a much larger ship, hiding in plain sight, in a field.

A long ramp extends from and to the ship.

He is told by a small, dark, grey alien, always just out of sight, that he is to wait on line,

for a tour of a country estate.

People stand on the ramp and slowly move forward

He is numb and is  surreal vividly dreaming,  but he feels that he is awake.

He  moves forward, people in front of him and in back of him,   on a narrow path

surrounded by a false screen memory of a flat, uni–dimensional static scene,

a photograph of an English garden.

It is hot and humid with the rank smell of soil.

People clutch what looks like brochures and move slowly in a single line, towards the

country estate, bored, and only mildly interested.

He approaches the door of the large alien craft.

A ticket taker sits at the entrance way, on a stool behind a lectern, observing the entering

crowd, a doorway official seen as a slim teenager.

He thinks it odd, that such a young caretaker should seemingly be in charge, and as he

lifts his eyes to meet the teen’s gaze,  the young boy turns into a kindly old man.

“It’s mind control, not shape-shifting”, he is told, by a sonorous tour-guide’s voice, in

answer to his unasked thought.

Everyone is awake and dreaming.

Inside is a waiting room, dirty, dull and round, a white room with no adornments and a

black floor.

He awakens, dreaming and feels that the room is in flight.

It is a dream within a dream.

Awake again, briefly, he is dreaming while standing upright, walking in his

sleep, climbing  a steep metal stairway ladder path-bridge, that leads to a very large

room at the top of the stairs.

Someone in front of him dreams, and wakes up dreaming.

He looks to his right, as he climbs, to see  an enormous domed -curved window which

makes up the staircase’s whole upper wall of the alien craft, and as he climbs, feeling

very numb, he pauses, and stops the line of mass abducted people.

He looks out of the window and sees the Earth and the Moon, opposite each other,

hanging in the blackness of space.

  He places his arms on the curved railing where the staircase meets the bottom of the

window and cups his chin in his hands, to understand the raw beauty of what he sees:

Outside is blackness…

The Earth, in the far right portion of the glass window, hangs suspended in a black

nothingness, a planet swimming in blue-white haze, with a large red area, perhaps, the

desert of North Africa, or the Arabian peninsula.
Silver and bright, the Moon, far to the left

portion of the glass, also hangs suspended in a black nothingness..

Far away, violet splashes of nebulae, and points of red pinpoint starlight, intersperse

with millions of white stars.

Chin in his hands, he leans over and says in a wistful, admiring tone,

“These people who live at THIS estate have some view; what a view!”

The small, dark, grey alien tour guide became startled and all at once,  the window’s 3-D

space scene, becomes  a painted uni-dimensional flat portrait,  of an English garden

landscape.

Chin in hands, still looking out of the window, but now at the expanse of poster-like

green lawn, of a garden landscape, he dully repeats,

“They DO have a nice view!”

The tour guide, startled to hear him repeat this praise, seemingly unaware that the scene

of the garden had already worked to distract him,  knee-jerk- reflex -overreacted; he is

slammed with a mind control jolt.

The alien creature tightens and magnifies its short psychic leash of control to throw him

into a vivid emotional ecstasy, and he feels compelled to look down at his feet, and away

from the window’s view.

The simple metallic ladder- path underfoot, transforms into carved inlaid wood

one, delicately patterned and dazzlingly ornate, an inlaid ebony and maple wood design,

cryptic and deeply beautiful in motif and complexity.

He is forced to kneel to examine it, his eyes now fully away from the stars, Earth and

moon, seen outside the enormous, curved window .

Butterflies magically appear on festooned woodwork.
Powerful awe,

love, and wood -admiration, a godlike reverence of wood, flashes through his mind at the

mirage of the intricate wood designed staircase, suspended in air.

Complex, gorgeous and lushly constructed, a staircase in multicolored woods,  forces a

religious awe, which courses through his brain to thrill him, a tsunami of reverent awe,

for the dazzling wood patterns,  the unknown artist-architect, overwhelms and distracts

him, a gifted  psychic tug attempt to get him to forget what he has seen outside of the

craft’s window.

The sleeping line of climbing people is now fully stopped by his fawning and repeated

examinations, of the simple metal staircase, as he repeatedly retraces his steps to

examine it, in a rapture.

.

The tour guide, just out of sight, presumes that the delusion is strong enough to have

worked and he hears a resonant, deep, paternal, impatient voice, now within his

head, “Just keep going; it will be there, for you to see, when you get back.”

“But, things change so quickly, in dreams”,  he thinks, “and this gorgeous wood stairway, will likely not be there, when I return.”

He lingers, enthralled.

The alien ‘ guide’,  who tethers him and all the others, within a snug cocoon of illusions,

had deftly made a simple, metal staircase, the un-rightful recipient of that stolen awe, of

the magnificent scene he had viewed outside the craft’s window of red and white stars

and the dazzling orbs of Earth and moon, floating in blackness..

But when he awakens, he DOES remember the staircase and  his monumental awe of the

spectacular space scene, outside the curved window, of the alien craft:

“Astounding creatures, uncanny, psychic, mind-bending, short- leash-controls…”

He  dully thinks, when he awakens exhausted, with a dull headache and a copious nose

bleed, more tired getting up, than he had been, going to bed.

 And ‘dreams’, in a gnawing realization, could no longer ever again, be trusted  to merely

be only.. ‘dreams’.

POSTSCRIPT:

Nightmares may be screen memories to muddle recollection aboard craft or insertion of core images as trauma, to make connections to your mind.

ETs specialize in  vivid delivery of such surreal dream-scape visuals.

My acquired insights sustain that ALL nightmares are varied degrees of telepathic attacks used by and delivered from a varied collection of negative-thought-entities who strive to ‘reside’ within such “core-images”, and at least, make ethereal connections from us to them by imposing traumatic, horrid imagery.

Post-abductions “nightmares” especially fall within this realm.

It is not insightful, to analyze such imagery nor is it wise to assume that it’s innocuous.

One must attempt to not retain such imagery, but to sever and slash at it’s recollection, using tools of metaphysics, from swords to blow-torches, visualized removing connections.

Source helps those, who help themselves..

However, the silent invasion, of humankind one abductee at a time,

to be possessed , as well as farmed throughout the Multiverse by sinister and controlling E.T.s , as we do with lower animal husbandry, on “Earth”, is to  wrongly deprive mankind of our spiritual rights, a denial of being accepted with equanimity, as a sentient race of beings.

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.

I saw a flotilla of craft, slowly come in from different directions, to assemble overhead, round craft bottoms appearing not unlike red balloons.

They floated into a formation of sorts, overhead, until there were a dozen, and then all bottoms’ red color turned to violet and they darted off overhead together, all in the same direction, like fast minnows in a pond.

After that amazing sighting, poltergeist nonsense began to occur in my house .
And from then on, I looked up at the night skies only with apprehension…

Things moved within immediate eyesight, knocks on the walls and pings on light fixtures, small fast footsteps overhead in the attic, and very strong feelings of being watched and nightmares.

Many nights, fantastic vivid nightmares of encounters with non-human beings ensued, beings very tall, white like a refrigerator, flat like a Gumby cartoon character, and who spoke to me with mind-to-mind-communication..

I was in severe ontological shock…

I have discovered that this ‘reality’ may well be a reptilian preserve matrix of time and illusion, a human-playpen-physical anomaly,  compared to multiple reptilian created synthetic, astral worlds, elegantly designed to ‘house’ trapped human souls.

Can one ‘engage’?

 

 

If  you ask: ” Who was I in my last lifetime?”, you will get a memorable vivid roller-coaster ride dream-scape answer, but one that might also be a deception; one must remain skeptical of such tampering entities,

entities who radiate omniscience, and proprietary demeanor.

I was psychically throttled in the womb, with my own queries, questions about their purposes and overall intent, cut off from asking, before I could frame the rehearsed queries.

And I sensed an air of strong anxiety from them, that such things, NOT be ‘discussed’..
I have always surmised that they wouldn’t be so very secretive, if they were up to anything remotely ‘good’..

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Postscript

Rather than a fear-based approach to Dark Force Entity safety and caution, I prescribe a required spiritual “shift”  towards the equally unseen goodness of the spirit world, and away from fear.

Unlearning fear is a step-by-step acceptance and assertion, of one’s spiritual ‘Self’, a distance far and away from fearful  defenses mustered by one’s material physical self.

One’s longitudinal approach to any self-defense must be a spiritual one, and not a physical one.

For defenses to flare, one must  recognize that one is not a person having troubled spiritual problems, but instead an eternal soul having troubling human experiences.

From the stance of self-recognition as an eternal spirit, one can then insist on “one’s own space’ as spiritual fruition.

Avoid  church-based or organized religions and put the Bible on the same shelf as “The Tooth Fairy,” for God is real, but He’s to be found down a long hall, and somewhere else.