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

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.

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

Muscular, winged, sentient, highly technological, upright standing to seven feet tall, monitor lizards governed large craft; reptilians who looked upon us as we fancied veal violated our World’s airspace every night…

(graphic: Earthfiles.com)

These abductees had even gleaned what reptoids regular diets consisted of..

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; they trespass inter-dimensionally as well and tamper with our energies that extend there.

When these 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 so many abductees had such horrid panic attacks and spinal issues, juvenile reptilian spinal attachments tamper with astral energies and cause somatic injuries..

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

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..

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.

Not unlike demonic activity, reptoids impose nightmares.

You may know my acquired ‘take’ on nightmares: they are imposed for attachment-energy-residence , to actually “dwell’, within the layered human psyche’s core image-nightmare scenario.

Astral snakes and other astral wildlife, including greys seeking ‘sanctuary’, are found dwelling ‘behind’ such imagery, startlingly revealed, under hypnosis or when metaphysics use of swords or blow torches to sever “connection” ‘cords is employed,  and strongly visualized….

 

 When one is within grey and reptilian attentive and manipulative reach and grasp,  all vivid “dreams” must be suddenly suspect, ridden with controlled images and vivid delusions.

 

 

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”?

Channeling encourages the Dark Side to delude and obscure and thus most “channelers” spout verbose gobbledygook, filled with platitudes and fortune-cookie-like prophesy.

 

However, deceit can be exponentially dramatic:

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, to fool me, in those moments, for it did, indeed, completely fool me.

The masquerade of a “figure of LIGHT” deceit, by the Dark Side can be both sublime and a degeneracy, an apex of deceit and diabolical brilliance.

Thus, many are fooled by such ‘figures of light’, because they forget to realize, that Lucifer, means:

“Light-Bearer”.

 

Astral dimensions, not unlike this physical created one, reptilian crib-like  constructs of astral worlds entrap human spirits, deterred from “Heaven”,  brutal, crude and unsettling ‘stage-sets’ wherein human spirits reside and unknowingly await transfers into other physical bodies to continue the E.T. cycle of ethereal ‘milking’ of energy and somatic tissues.

 

 If one is an evolving searchlight for divinity, one can perhaps attempt an equanimity, if one presses the issue .

 

“Aliens” have long been on and involved with this planet, eons BEFORE mankind showed up in  altered simian form,  and cruel tactics required tampering with our DNA to create us, a naked ape crop to harvest, a simian race who knots neckties and who 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.

It re-framed correctly, at least to my mind, what the ulterior motive, purpose was behind many alien/mankind interaction/visitations.

We are a physical (and spiritual crop) to be harvested, as we do with lower Earth animal forms..

The 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 removed from anything remotely, “Holy”..

This  and the designed ‘Ark-of-the-Covenant’ powers to destroy is an initial entrance to understanding the beings involved in God- masquerading..

And I was angered to think how blind UFO sky-watchers and media, focus solely and simply on craft,  as though some alien-Jedi-mind-trick was imposed, and nobody focused on the intent of 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 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)

But Budd Hopkins’ abductees meetings ascertained that older abductees should not worry as our flesh is become too tough, old and tainted with drugs, chemicals and age ; only 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 UFO- creature reputation, gleaned 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 may well be a reptilian preserve matrix of time and illusion, a human-playpen-physical anomaly preserve, when compared to multiple reptilian created synthetic, astral worlds, elegantly designed to ‘house’ trapped human souls.

 

 

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

I  had stupidly (and recklessly) tried an energy experiment with my mind to control a UFO by remote viewing, a mind flexing field exercise to satisfy profound irritation for the copious nosebleeds, and nightmares sustained after abductions from devices inserted into my sinuses and mentally implanted ‘screen-memories’.

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, by contrast, bring this warrior marvelous results.

The unused power of our minds is part of the raw quantum physics of the universe> That energy potential has latent power, both miraculous and awesome, to be 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 cat-like eyes radiated a palpable loathing and rage, which awed me rather than frightened me as I had lost my senses to surprise.

It was winged, ceiling-high and scaled, with webbing between brown claws.

It vanished after less than five 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)

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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>
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(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.)
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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.
 
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 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.
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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)

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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?”

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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.

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

ABDUCTION | Original

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.
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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
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
A Time-Lapse of Earth taken by Elektro-L, The Russian Weather Satellite that Operates in Geostationary Orbit. (io9)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.
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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 .
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.
Opulent stenciled ornament on grand staircase in a elegant Victorian-Era townhouse in Pittsburgh.
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.
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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.
Opulent stenciled ornament on grand staircase in a elegant Victorian-Era townhouse in Pittsburgh.
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 animal husbandry, on “Earth”, is to  wrongly deprive mankind of our spiritual rights, an abject 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.

COUNSELING ALIEN ABDUCTEES

COUNSELING ALIEN ABDUCTEES

By Paul Schroeder

Alien Abducted Correspondences
( A young woman in Dallas who reports vivid, odd dreams and UFO sightings for months, writes me, from Dallas, Texas)
“Dear Paul,

Here’s something… This guy who lives across from me -Bruce- He’s a retired homicide detective from DPD- I’ve known him now for almost 5 years- I tell you this to demonstrate that he is an intelligent, rational person- not someone given to imaginings or flights of fancy.

 

His skin reacts badly to the sun, and having worked at night for so many years, that’s when he’s usually awake. so he goes out late in the evenings and after dark to sit  outside on a bench on the lawn-“

“He called me night before last to ask me if I would join him there that night- there was something he wanted to show me.

Since we frequently go back and forth to each others apts. for lunch, dinner or having a drink or smoke together while watching a movie- I knew he wasn’t inviting me out there for what some may see as “obvious” reasons.”

 

 

“I hadn’t been out there with him before, because as I’ve stated before- I don’t particularly like going outside at night.
Well anyway, he said that he had been noticing an interesting object in the sky off and on lately- last couple of months.
At first he didn’t think anything about it, since we live only ten minutes from Dallas Intercontinental Airport- and see planes going back and forth day and night.

He began to notice a difference in this object, after a few times observing it in the night sky.”

“He said that he began to notice a pattern to it’s appearance- every couple of nights he would see it.

Also the erratic flight pattern it seemed to exhibit.
First of all, it was always way higher up than any of the planes flew- and consequently smaller in appearance- but emitting extremely bright oddly distributed light patterns.

 As he began to regularly watch it, he noticed that it moved in stops and starts and a wide zigzagging pattern of flight- something he’d never seen a regular plane do.”

  “Once, when looking through his binoculars, he noticed a long thin stream of some sort of emission coming from it as it swept around the sky.

About 45 minutes or so after that , he started to feel a slight dizziness and tingling in his limbs and face- then a headache coming on- so he went back inside.

Then he began to remember a couple of other times when this had occurred- he had felt fine- and would observe the UFO type object and later start to feel sick- nausea- headache so forth.

At first he didn’t connect it, when you get our age, you almost expect to have these afflictions come over you-from meds and all- you can usually find something to blame it on-

 

Having been in homicide investigation for over thirty years, Bruce is of a detail, clue oriented mind set- anything which seems strange or unusual, he’ll automatically try to figure out why.
He knows that this type of thing is of interest to me- so he wanted to see what I thought about it.”

“Not having observed this object for a couple of nights, he assumed that true to schedule, it would show up that night.

 

  Well- it did! I saw it and noticed the strange flight pattern he had mentioned- it did seem to be extremely high up in the sky too- but the lights on it were so strong that they were still easily discernible even from that height.

-they seemed to be in a triangular pattern too- not distributed in the same design as the planes…

I suggested that it might be a good idea for us to go back inside before whatever it was dropping had time to reach us– I wasn’t anxious to experience the same symptoms he had experienced before.

We haven’t definitely decided that we’ve seen a real UFO, but who knows…maybe we did- I have a feeling others have seen it too and wondered…

 

I’m sure that it is being tracked by the airport radar- but they won’t make anything

public….”

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Statue of Repto Sapien god from ancient Sumer
On display in The British Museum

“Jack says that they received hundreds of calls at the station from people all the time about strange things they saw in the skies….especially around the airport,they were usually brushed off as another plane or something…. but that this object, upon close observation didn’t resemble another airplane or weather balloon or anything like that, it probably is only noticeable at night, when the lights can be seen.

But his dreams and now mine have become so odd and strange.

 

So maybe not only I have seen a UFO,  seem affected and it does seem to be always nearby
Sincerely yours,

Phyllis”

 

Dear Phyllis,
After the airport closes, perhaps after 1:00 A. M., these things in the sky stand out more.
.

They’re  capable of looking like airplane or just fuselages( beyond belief they are crafty enough to attach motor ‘sounds’ broadcasts, to make it SOUND like an airplane) but their stop and start erratic changes in direction and their sheer high elevation  give them away within a minute or two of observation.

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

Try to stay ‘lucid’ to interact with them in dream-scape.

The danger in studying these things, of looking up, is a jeopardy most profound; they can “feel” your psychic attention, focused, even from that distance.
 They can and do climb down the ladder of your awe and your broadcast  curiosity, down from those extreme heights, right into your laps.

 

That’s how highly psychic they and their technology make them; they’re out ‘fishing’ for awe energy from anyone studying the skies.
Psychic waves of intent which burn with curiosity, reach far out to them and are read.
We are galactic psychic pawns in a telepathic-chess- game against psychic knights and bishops.

UFO Craft send down scrambled molecules of beings, like Star-trek’s ‘beam me up Scotty”, transporter lights, which reassemble in our attics, bedrooms and backyards to allow abductions to be stealthy with a technology beyond imagination.

UFOs from great heights send lights of white and blue tints which precede physical “beam-downs” of critters, from Bigfoot to reptilians to small greys, a technology and tactic that baffle the human mind, today, just as it did to Mayan, Sumerian, Incan and Biblical peoples, who thought and were wrongly ‘told’ outright, that it was surely,”God”..

 

Such people who ‘notice’  these objects also usually have buried dim memory stirrings of being on-board craft, forgotten by alien “suggestion”; he may well have implants within him.
It’s NEVER an ‘accident when one with awe and curiosity sees craft overhead.
It’s choreographed.
His nausea is evidence of that long distance psychic connection; nausea is a sign that they are communicating ( raw suggestion and very high EMF transmissions do cause such nausea) with his unconscious mind, below awareness. 

 Nausea is a reaction to any sinister psychic intrusion, any presence of evil, demonic intent, sensed by one’s soul-unconscious.

Nausea often prevails within  ‘sensitives’ who are paranormal  investigators when they are studying a badly haunted house and come across demonic beings.

Aliens, from that height, make “exchanges” to our unconscious, readily communicate with that part of our minds we are dimly aware of and cannot easily access.

As inter-dimensional creatures who travel in time and who manipulate time, itself,  their psychic prod to  satisfy their own proprietary, omnipresent need to meddle in our lives, and our consciousness.
These are the very same critters who take you when you’re in deep REM and ‘cloak’ all recall of abductions and surgical techniques with vivid scenic realistic-like “dreams”.
Those vivid strange dreams aren’t dreams at all, but are always ‘screen memories’ ; now you can see how successful and sneaky they are in what they do.
Most people marched around a craft will awaken none the wiser.

 

If one person hallucinates aliens, that’s his hallucination, but if millions, worldwide report the same abduction scenario, then, it is reality in every sense of the word’s meaning.
“Dreams”, vivid and troubling, reported by abductees, of alien encounters, are in fact physical and astral kidnapping.

Taken during R.E.M. sleep, by highly  psychic beings, wrapped in a dreamy cocoon of delusion, on a short psychic leash, few humans ever recall  being marched around an alien craft, and awaken in bed, in oblivion.

Time coincidences,  the psychic nudge to gaze at the clock, in a timely moment, according to cutting edge UFO research literature, is tied to alien creatures, who intimately and closely micromanage humans.
Sightings of alien craft, however, commonly occur with impunity.
Abductees rarely recall a thing, but when one does and troubled, seeks for my assistance, it’s rare  to encounter an abduction in progress.
Paul
Dear Paul,
“I saw a UFO
FROM: Diane DATE: Tue, 24 Sep 2017 21:24:02 EDT
Hi.
I just wanted to tell you that I saw a UFO.
I was on line chatting when all of a sudden I had the urge to go outside and look up.
So I did, and there it was. It flew out of the sky.
It stopped and wobbled a bit.
Then it was turning around.
As it was turning around it flashed a bright red flash on its side.”
“Then a car came, and it left.
It just floated by.
It had 3 bright lights on it.
It was amazing.
It also had 2 tail lights.

Two nights later I had a dream that I was abducted.”

 

Please write me back and tell me what you think.
Thanks,
Diane”
And from a recent email :
Q- “Can you assist with psychic contact with aliens? I have an issue.”

A-what precise “issue” with ETs is psychically problematic? I may be able to be helpful.

Q-“Are you telepathic or still in contact with aliens before I get to the issue?

A-Yes and no; although I have ofttimes much prowess, psychically, I have never had a meaningful conversation or an interaction that could remotely be construed as ” still in contact “, because it is always one-sided, manipulative, and controlling in their presences.

 

There’s only one or two people, abductees, I have met in my life who could with equanimity, stand fully in their presences, for interactions one might call “in contact with”.

I have regular and recent abduction experiences, however.
“The issue”, with communicating with them, could perhaps still be handled between you and them, directly , if you program your request to them aloud, all day long, every few minutes, during the daytime, so that at nighttime, when you’re taken in REM sleep, it will then filter into your unconscious mind and be triggered when in their presences.
 I have often tried this with different questions and  complaints about human mistreatment but have been quickly, darkly and anxiously been ‘told’  that no conversations about these things is remotely allowed.
One’s ET expectations, like mine, may well indeed exceed one’s ET grasp.
Since I speak and counsel often, those painfully inundated with demonic and unwanted E.T. harassment, who suffer deeply, with Hell’s portals which withers their bodies and weakens their mental health’s mind’s-resolve, I always agog wonder about Pollyanna, sanguine statements of  discernment :
“think how magical we are as humans and how we deal with and surpass anything negative that we experience.
That we naturally adhere to the laws of the universe when things happen to us which, by the way, are always positive and for our highest good”.\
There must, in addition, be SOME salvage recognition of those ravaged by horrid spiritual forces beyond their abilities to ‘tweak’ such into anything, resembling “goodness”, though it may well yet indeed be there, cleverly hidden from all view..
AFTERWORD:

An overview word, about safety, to abductees who rage and strongly resist nighttime bedroom intruders and abductions:

“Loosh”, is an ergot expression for a quantum of raw energy that each of us is ‘milked’ for, by aliens, like ants do to aphids , and sexual energy is a feast for them, which they manipulate to endanger the human host to their depravity.

The cows who refuse to be ‘milked’ are not seen by ‘farmers’, anymore but instead the ‘butchers’ are sent in.

The best thing to do is to focus on living healthy and well, and use ONLY passive methods (garlic/sulfur/meditation/tea-tree oil sprayed onto one, to thwart their efforts.

When one pulls the tail, of an rabid alien tiger, it does not run off, but in rage turns to face you.

UFO and ALIEN DISCLOSURE? : A FROG PARABLE

by Paul Schroeder

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…

Since then,

I often ask people who want proof of ETs, to look hard into their mirror, because what’s looking back at them, is no more amazing and astonishing a creature creation, than an alien, itself.. .

Scientists and researchers in SETI and NASA, for more than sixty years, have seemingly ignored tens of thousands of reports of alien encounters by abductees, the world over, and patently ignored the evidence of UFO photographs taken by aircraft gun cameras from many nations, even though

 

 NASA’s space astronauts have been quoted saying that they know for sure that we are being visited:

Major Gordon Cooper:

“I believe that these extra-terrestrial vehicles and their crews are visiting this planet from other planets..
. Most astronauts were reluctant to discuss UFOs.”
“I did have occasion in 1951 to have two days of observation of many flights of them, of different sizes, flying in fighter formation, generally from east to west over Europe.”

Donald Slayton:

“I was testing a P-51 fighter in Minneapolis when I spotted this object.

 

I was at about 10,000 feet on a nice, bright, sunny afternoon. I thought the object was a kite, then I realized that no kite is gonna fly that high.
” As I got closer it looked like a weather balloon, grey and about three feet in diameter.
But as soon as I got behind the darn thing it didn’t look like a balloon anymore.
It looked like a saucer, a disk.
About the same time, I realized that it was suddenly going away from me – and there I was, running at about 300 miles per hour.

I tracked it for a little way, and then all of a sudden the damn thing just took off. It pulled about a 45 degree climbing turn and accelerated and just flat disappeared.”

Robert White:

 

“I have no idea what it could be.
It was grayish in color and about thirty to forty feet away.”
Then according to a Time Magazine article, Major White exclaimed over the radio:
“There ARE things out there! There absolutely is!”
Joseph A. Walker:
He had filmed five or six UFOs during his record breaking fifty-mile-high flight in April, 1962.
It was the second time he had filmed UFOs in flight.
During a lecture at the Second National Conference on the Peaceful Uses of Space Research in Seattle, Washington he said:
“I don’t feel like speculating about them.

All I know is what appeared on the film which was developed after the flight.”

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Eugene Cernan:

 In a Los Angeles Times article in 1973 he said, about UFOs:
“…I’ve been asked (about UFOs) and I’ve said publicly I thought they (UFOs) were somebody else, some other civilization

Neil Armstrong:

 

According to the NASA Astronaut Neil Armstrong, “the Aliens have a base on the Moon and told us in no uncertain terms to get off and stay off the Moon.”

unidentified-flying-object-stuff: “ the human soul could really be what the abduction phenomenon is all about ”

Scott Carpenter:

 

“At no time, when the astronauts were in space were they alone: there was a constant surveillance by UFOs.”

Religious fundamentalism will never accept that God, who creates sentient life, and Universes, does not ever, remotely inspire or  write books.

The Jewish Book of Fairy-tales mislead and helmeted the world in its accurate portrayal of “God”, as a vengeful, vindictive , quite mean-spirited ‘God’.

This was an intentional  masquerade that deceived Hebrews as it has fooled every other past civilization.

The sinister beings, likely reptilians, required obedience at the pain of death , provided a contrivance as a weapon and communication device (Ark of the Covenant), and that blood be splashed onto all four corners of the sacrificial altar,  more akin to demonic requirements, than divine.

 

 

They required that their Hebrew food-source did not poison them, when eaten (Kosher-

dietary laws).

 

UFO Craft uniformly send down scrambled molecules of beings, like Star-Trek’s ‘beam me up Scotty”, transporter lights, which reassemble in our attics, bedrooms and backyards to allow abductions to be stealthy with a technology beyond imagination,

that baffles the human mind, today, just as it did to Mayan and Biblical peoples who thought and wrongly were ‘told’, that it was surely,”God”..

ETs have often retorted to rare complaining abductees, that what they farm and slaughter in physical and spiritual “harvests” with people, is the same as “what you do to lower animals forms on Earth”.

 

One must needs become a vegetarian, to have any argument traction with ETs, about this debacle of horror.

Our All-Loving -God is down a long hall and somewhere else , a realization vectored away, by the Old Testament’s  accurate accounts of alien interference and domination.

I have a precautionary frog story, for NASA and SETI,

and even worse, for the untold many hundreds of millions of world citizens who they have either knowingly duped,
a story that teaches the dangers of having cultivated a closed unimaginative mind.
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Contrary to what SETI or NASA both state about not discovering the presence of aliens, Earth is and has long been a major crossroads for many species of alien races,
 a myriad variety of alien entities seen, but predominantly unseen and elusive, who frequent this planet.

But these truths are not self evident to we

 

late last year I made this big ol’ frog print for one of my classes! it was really fun, especially since we had to make it so big. The full-size print I have on my wall is 22x14 and it’s only slightly smaller than my cork board that’s under...
‘frogs’, who now dwell in abject ignorance about this mind boggling, greater truth:

Twice upon a time (maybe, even thrice upon a time), a frog who lived by the side of a vast blue-green ocean visited his distant frog cousin who lived very far away in a deep, small well in a very dark, small well.

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“Isn’t my world amazing ?
Isn’t it wonderful and complex and totally beautiful?!”, said the cousin frog who lived in the cave in the dark deep well.
And the relative frog who lived by the side of a vast blue-green ocean said;”One day, my cousin, you must come and visit with me and see where I live and visit my home.
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So it came to pass, that his cousin, one day, packed his suitcase and left his small well in the dark cave and traveled far to visit his cousin frog who lived by the wave-driven blue-green oceanImage result for tumblr gifs of frogs
And when the cousin from the small cave got there, he saw his frog cousin’s house on the beach and he viewed the unlimited expanse and spectacular majesty of the shore and the blue-green ocean,
and his head exploded

and he died.

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IN THE BATTLE OF THE SEXES, CAMOUFLAGE PREVAILS

IN THE BATTLE OF THE SEXES, CAMOUFLAGE PREVAILS

 by Paul Schroeder

“Sex is not the answer.
Sex is the question.
The answer, is ‘YES’!”
(Woody Allen)

Since sex is less than five or ten percent of a marriage, those who marry just for sex, find imposing reasons later on in the relationship, to not confine sex, within the parameters of their marriage, but remain as faithful, as their options and opportunities.

 

After all, man DOES need woman for the artistry and complexity of friendship, for filial fun, cute socializing, profound partnering, and deep soul intimacy, but they may not ALL BE with the SAME woman.

Women wander sexually, as well, as statistics reveal, that every other wife strays to another’s arms, for love making.

 

I often thought that women had it better than men and that if I were a woman, without any love, I’d be down at the docks,  no underwear, waiting for the fleet to come in, with my skirt pulled over my head.

But, today, much older and jaded, I’m a cheap date, for myself, and even after sexy-self-love, I don’t even take myself out to dinner or to a movie..

More and more women today, say aloud, that they “don’t need any man, anymore, even for sex, but that they DO need men , sometimes, but then, ONLY, to lift and move, heavy things around…

 

There surely HAS to be some more dignified way of expressing desire and passionate love for another human being, because the human body is a sad marvel, with its waste disposal plant, immediately adjoining its amusement park area.

Sex, is forever something that parents are loathe to discuss with their children; when I was a child of seven, they mentioned the fearful danger of sex, saying, “not to play around with sex, because it was,”playing with fire.”

 

At seven years old, I recall thinking:

 

“Well, I HAVE a hose…

But one who marries, just for sex, is buying a 747 jet, just for the little bag of peanuts.

Surely, there’s other ways to get peanuts, if that’s all that you really want.

 

Yes, men are more shallow than one would imagine, and will as soon marry for sumptuous breasts, than for love, an idea so repulsive and childish, that it takes much head shaking, to comprehend,  because spiritual
love is appreciating, sharing, empathy and giving, quite bereft of the pangs of lust.
Yet, for all men’s fascination with women’s breasts, should men themselves,  overweight  develop breasts, they  do chafe ingloriously, upset about those unmanly acquisitions.
                                                 

Men are more juvenile in primitive sexual drives and emotional makeup, and women are indeed, far better human beings, providential, sensitive, charitable, strong and beautiful.

 

This DNA primate difference can be demonstrated.

 

At a very young age, place a group of five-year-old girls, in a room together, and they will sit, talk and relate to each other with civil chatter, sharing, and often with surprising wisdom.
 But, place a group of five-year-old boys in a room together,  and soon they will roll all over the floor, like shaved gorillas, lost in individual and mutual combative power fantasies.

Our lingering social notion  that men are more important, more apt and more likely to be leaders, is still a hard social prejudice to quell.
But, in emotional and spiritual essence, marked hormonal differences loom: women generally speaking, need love, and are willing to give sex to achieve love, but men want sex, and are willing to give love, to achieve sex.

Equality, in mutual passion, is easier to demonstrate:

 

When a cop on the beat encounters a young couple making love in the tall grass, in a park, he does NOT tap their shoes with his nightstick to angrily demand:

 

” All right, now, WHO’S in charge, here ?!”

Progress will eventually turn HIStory, into HERstory.

 

Women remain naive and not the least bit aware of men’s glandular functioning concepts towards all women.

 

At a party or wedding,

men view a woman’s public, licentious exaggerated undulations in dance as her being naked,  and sexual fantasies unfurl

deep within men’s psyches.

 

Dance becomes sex in visualized fantasies of private encounters with these licentious, and actively lithe women on the dance floor.

For women,  few rarely grasp that their public dancing, is clearly nothing but public, overt, symbolic sex.

Most cultures associate ” beauty”, with a simple more precise symmetry, of the face, where perfection is a mirror image of both sides of the face.

We equate physical beauty with inner goodness, which has allowed nice-featured  and handsome psychopaths like Ted Bundy and Jefferey Dalmer to serial (successful) murder so many duped women and duped so many gay men .

 

Men are suckers for a pretty (merely perfectly symmetrical) face and will sacrifice marriage, family and children for a dalliance with one..

 

 

Perhaps this makeup makes it still a man’s world, because it’s much easier, in society, to BE a man:

Each solitary, individual feature on your face always stays its birth shade and original color.

 

Methinks, that If men wore makeup, most would be disconcertingly prettier than many women.

 

If a man chooses, he might, perhaps, consider a cosmetic shave, but ONLY to some parts of his face and neck.

You can always wear shorts despite how awful your legs do look.

 

Your last name, regardless of marital -legal battles, stays put.

 

People do not ever stare at your breasts and your nipples when you’re happily chatting with them.

 

You are genetically and socially blind to any but the biggest wrinkles in your clothing.

Calorie intake and belly size are never a crucial consideration.

 

You always have the consummate and total freedom of choice about the growing of a mustache.

 

You don’t have to remove all of your clothes just to pee.

 

You can wake up just as attractive as you were when you went to bed, rather than have your beauty somehow deteriorate, during the night.

 

You can more easily, socially, defend your space, with knee-jerk displays of violence.

Woman, as the pretty sex, is a relatively new idea:

 

Pirates who wore the perfumes, jewelry, silks and frills echoed this olden concept of male beauty; a classical nude in statue, was almost ALWAYS male, historically, in ancient Greece and Rome.
This classic maleness model of beauty oddly reversed itself in the eighteenth century and women became the “pretty sex”, instead.

Throughout the animal world, whether it flies or swims, the male is STILL the colorful sex, the female, the drab one.

 

But since the eighteenth century, sexual and cultural reversals have oddly persisted in human affairs, and women instead have become the pretty sex.

But “pretty” means, slim and skinny, as fashion dictates.

 

Today, women who carry a few extra pounds, live longer than the men, who mention it…

Straight men, do not adorn themselves towards being highly polished- exceptions exist for politicians, actors, sports-stars, head gangsters, and police detectives, for within these men, narcissism, a sinful sense of entitlement, and monumental ego all loom.

 

In those egomaniac ‘types’ , highly-polished, self-preening is always accompanied by bullying others.
But the question remains, for the sake of guile and deceit: how curried and airbrushed is too curried and airbrushed?
The first thing I look at, when I see a polished, curried woman, is her eyebrows; if they’re natural, it’s a blast of honest sexuality that curls my toes.
If they’ve been removed and severe Groucho-Klingon brows, of crayola, at odd sharp angles, or worse,  tattooed on, I experience an anxious ‘turn off’, a social warning of duplicity, and all of my ‘antenna’ are up, and waving..
 Women’s eyebrow severity alerts me to that woman’s emotional instability , and the more Klingon-Groucho severe her eyebrows are, correctly predicts more craziness.
Women with long lustrous hair have always been sought as mates, because hair grows slowly and vividly reflects one’s general health, so mating was preferred with shiny, long-haired lasses, who were lax with lasciviousness …
But the rub, is that many women who look like floss, patina and veneer, are mostly shallow types who a man has to pay, for an intelligent conversation, because
 they have long cared ONLY about their outsides, and not ever about, their ‘insides’.

‘Beauty’ television commercials and ‘beauty’ magazine ads feature graphics of highly curried women, extolling Western society’s virtues of vacuous, narcissistic women, who gaze back at us, made over into a man’s surreal vision of what ‘beauty’ should look like..

 

In Maine, at a lobster restaurant, I went to the register to pay and behind the counter, opening the register, was a tall, strikingly handsome, buxom woman, in a formal ballgown who sported a large handlebar mustache.

 

Her startling visage has stayed with me, for many years, resplendent and role indigestible..
It’s a cultural facade and mirage of the sadly discarded true value of beauty, which always comes from within.
 A man in our culture says,”You’re beautiful”, before he says, “I love you”, and thus a woman is wrongly taught , that if beauty fades, then love must also fade.
Again, most cultures associate ” beauty”, with a simple more precise symmetry, of the face, where perfection is a mirror image of both sides of the face.
Poorly informed, desperately seeking love, she runs scared to the beauty parlor, nail salon, hair stylist, cosmetic facial and breast implant surgeons, willing to suffer to maintain an airbrushed, curried, artificial “beauty” , so that “love” will not also vanish.

Men perpetrate this hoax until they themselves believe it.

 

In truth, a woman is as sexy in bed as that woman was interesting, before bed, and interesting, after bed.

(“No man ever reached up a woman’s skirt, looking for her library card”)

Joan Rivers

 

But, for many non-self-respecting men, it’s all  just  about  a woman’s exterior patina, and veneer towards sex.

 

Men admit that they LOVE women who look hot and who act hot;  homespun, often unwilling women, by comparison, are like radiators, men have to keep touching, to see if the heat’s coming up.

Yes, men are more shallow than one would imagine, more vain than women and more duplicitous in satisfying their overwhelming hormonal drives.

Women thus feel that loss of beauty means loss of love, and then rush off to plastic surgeons, for tits and ass augmentation, nose jobs and liposuction, mascara and eyeliner alert, to avoid NOT being a love object..

REAL beauty emanates ONLY from within, something not taught in our culture, where women spend very much time on their outsides and little or no time spent, on their ‘insides’…

 

Women at an early age learn what dizzying effects their bodies have on men, and men’s sex drive,  and use THAT against them ; women culturally have been taught guile and deceit from a tender age, to ‘trap a man’, by using their physical, sexual allure:

 

They shave armpits,

 

shave legs and mustaches,

 

dye their hair,

 

use eye-liner,

 

mascara and false eyelashes,

face makeup,

 

(“Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy”)

 

 foundation-makeup,

 

earrings,

 

tints of rouge blush,

 

sport uplift brassieres,

 

apply perfumes,

 

apply lipstick,

go for Botox or plastic surgery to erase facial wrinkles,

 

 install Hershey-kiss silicone fake breasts,

 

wear high heels,

 

designer fingernails,

 

contact lenses,

 

  paint fingers and toes.
They put on things, to make them look bigger, and things that make them look smaller, but

then, they meet a man,

and  they want, …

“HONESTY!!”

Man, refuses to accept that makeup glamour fools the eye and deludes the heart, until he first awakens after the wedding, to see his bride without any makeup, and in shock thinks, “WHO is THAT?!”

Can such preoccupation with sexual camouflage avoid extra-marital diversion , and allow longevity and truthfulness towards a meaningful marriage?

 

Many couples who have lasted together forever, don’t have to work hard,  to get along  in marriage’.

 

When George Burns and Gracie Allen were asked how they remained so in love after sixty years, he said:

 

‘Marriage is a business.
When you work too hard to make the business of marriage work, you get tired, and when you’re tired , you get annoyed, and when you’re annoyed,  arguments start, and when arguments start…then, you’re OUT of business’ .

I remember once being stopped and asked at Disneyland by a graying and aged couple, to “photograph them”, for it was none other than their “fiftieth anniversary”.

 

I saw the way he held her hand and how they hugged and kissed as I struggled to find and frame the picture.

I wondered what wisdom and marital advice they might share, for too many, marriages end sadly in divorce.

 

These too many short-term marriages, for too many men, seemed to me,  just like a tornado:

 

in the beginning, there’s a lot of sucking and blowing , and later on … you lose the house.

 

Whatever happened to the romantic woman and to the romantic man who said that they could not live without each other?

 

He went East, and she went West… and they both lived.

My wife went over to speak with his wife to comment on how sweet they looked together, but when

I returned the camera as he made his way  over to me,  I asked him the $500,000 lulu question:

 

“What’s the secret to being married, so successfully, for so long?”

 

He looked confidential and wise and peeked to see if his wife was engaged in conversation before he spoke:

 

“You gotta cheat”, he whispered.

Men are like linoleum floors. Lay ’em right and you can walk all over them for thirty years. ~ Betsy Salkind

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As an abductee for my whole life, I have stumbled through unknowing, to suspicion,  and then resistance, and counsel to  offer rare insights and advice to detect and thwart alien soul and body tampering.
Published widely and recognized as an eloquent note in the chorus of barbaric yawps concerning experts who’ve never seen or confronted these myriad entities, personally for 45 years, I write, do radio interviews and assist filmmakers with background research.
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At night, your astral body travels to realms from angelic to demonic,  spirit worlds of myriad vibrational levels and the pictures that you see on the backs of your eyelids, while you R.E.M., are not dreams but visits, souvenirs of a greater reality.
Like  goldfish who never suspect a greater world beyond the pond’s surface, the limited awareness of humankind floats beneath the surface of a greater reality, groping, mouths agape in fish ignorance.
Aliens hybridize, and  invade astrally to abduct, monitor, and possess, to entangle their energies with ours to ride the reincarnation roller coaster of our auras giving a new meaning to a silent invasion.
Earth is under invasion, one person at a time and we are all alone, together.
 
These are my experiences, echoed  my articles:
I  felt electric vibrations throughout my whole body while in bed and saw my body then separate and float out of my body, in astral abductions of my spiritual essence, which retained all of my predilections and discrimination, all the while leaving my chop-meat-DNA- contrived- body, bereft of spirit, behind, in bed.
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At first glance, I believed that I had died!
Out of body, I had conveyor belt travels, vivid OBE sublime and terrifying experiences, at the hands of aliens, directly tied to my previously monitored thoughts, more proof of
that alien-proprietary- monitored-consciousness, suffered by abductees.

 

I have seen different subspecies of alien entities since I was a young child living on Shore Road in Brooklyn until my later years as a resident of Long Island, and I am convinced that many others have also struggled to assess and grasp similar indigestible  alien experiences which challenge everything we’ve ever been taught.alien gif GIF
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.
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TELEPATHIC ALIEN ABDUCTEES

 

 

TELEPATHIC ALIEN ABDUCTEES

by Paul Schroeder

 

I force myself to not ‘look up’, anymore, after the ensemble overhead sighting of nine craft, I witnessed on December 1st and after the concurrent poltergeist and telepathic disturbances and ‘nightmares’ that those ‘unseen’ critters astonishingly ‘pulled’ afterwards. .

They seemed to climb down the psychic ladder of my awe, into my house and life.

Poltergeist-like manifestations and severe telepathic attacks prevailed and intermittently, persist to date.

 

The focus on UFOs, the mere craft-Cadillac-vehicles, without mention of the occupant-pilots, or mention of E.T. pilots’ tactics and motives within that ‘sighting’, seems an E.T. clever Jedi-mind-trick, and after reading endless such “sightings” reports, makes me wonder, if there’s even intelligent life, on Earth..

Craft, however, are in themselves, astonishing inventions.

 

UFO skins are more ‘alive’ in a bizarre combination of cellular-and-mechanics, and outer craft ‘skin’ reacts, morphs, changes colors, and appear as flexibly ‘intelligent’ and as sensitive as living colloidal tissue, far from the mechanical “pivot points” one might discern.

This is still , even within the field of seeming UFO experts, beyond human comprehension

 

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..

Try to stay ‘lucid’ to interact with them in dreamscape.

The danger in studying these things, of looking up, is a jeopardy most profound; they can “feel” your psychic attention, focused, even from that distance.
 They can and do climb down the ladder of your awe and your broadcast  curiosity, down from those extreme heights, right into your laps.

 

That’s how highly psychic they and their technology make them; they’re out ‘fishing’ for awe energy from anyone studying the skies.
Psychic waves of intent which burn with curiosity, reach far out to them and are read.

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We are galactic psychic pawns in a telepathic-chess- game against psychic knights and bishops…
Such people who ‘notice’  these objects also usually have buried dim memory stirrings of being on-board craft, forgotten by alien “suggestion”; one may  have implants within one.
It’s NEVER an ‘accident ,when one with awe and curiosity, sees craft overhead.
It’s choreographed.

There have been ‘positive’  personal  consciousness offshoots :

an ontological shift unfurling God, far from ‘the-UFO- five-books-of-Moses,” and “New Testament”

an exploration of “dreams-that-weren’t-dreams”,

an awakening of spiritual essences E.T.s are addicted to,

adeptness with hypnosis and metaphysics ‘tools’,

and a comparable recognition of the never suspected unseen goodness, also afoot..

without these UFO/E.T. bizarre experiences and their awful suffering, no wind-attempting butterfly, but only an Earthbound-stolid caterpillar spirit , would have endured…

if you simply assure yourself, totally convinced, that you WILL remember, you will begin to recall odd “dream” snippets that for no logical reason, linger, upon awakening.

The simple trick is to play that snippet over, and over, like a tape machine until suddenly, what happened just before or just after , surfaces. In this way, using conscious effort, one can unfurl a larger segment to see through the disguise.

One can self-hypnotize suggestions to oneself to overcome the blockages.

I have spontaneously recalled my episodes without any regressive hypnosis inductions..

How to stop, amend and blunt these kidnappings is what is truly more tantamount than resolving deeper meanings..

 

 

Spending a lifetime, recalled in snippets, with highly psychic, abducting entities, has made my intuitive prowess mushroom.
Hazards exist and one can flirt with the beast of madness, when inter-dimensional bleed-throughs become too commonplace.
I went to a presumed psychic who turned out to be a fake, and who did a cold reading, with almost nothing apropos, from him.
  I ended up by reading him, telling him that a red haired woman (who turned out to be his mother) who was sitting next to him, was unhappy about what he was doing!
He confirmed, with a photo, that his mom, a bright auburn like Lucille Ball, had passed that year, and rattled, he agreed to refund my $300.
After abductions, the inter-dimensional door, left open, usually also invites in the gangster fringe element of the spirit world.

Like an allergy sufferer, psychics have a hyper sensitivity, to the unseen.

A cautionary tale, for sensitives, is that
watching  television, in itself, (like driving, or playing a musical instrument) puts one, unknowingly, into a light trance  more commonly achievable by hypnosis.

 

Such trance ‘states’ of mind unknowingly magnify the mind’s power of a sensitive, to receive and transmit and one’s mind
acts as a light-house beacon which can easily bring in dark spirits, who like sharks, coast in.

Sensitives need this trouble, like a submarine needs screen doors.

Are those who have a developing ‘Third-Eye’ cursed or blessed and
what if it stems from experiences with non-humans?
One technique that I use, is to internally tell myself that I wish to be “open”, and then I  relax, as I await an insight or mind’s eye picture, poised to receive, like a fat catcher behind home plate.
This worked well, and it oddly also helped me, at times, to deliver an English college lesson, during a long career, when I misused this gift.
A classroom teacher’s predilection to amaze students, is always an opportunity to make them pay more attention.
On a  platform -raised-stage, in a lecture hall, gesticulating World, American and English literature, to a student audience below.
I would halt the lesson, when I saw that I was boring them, by interjecting a random ‘read’ of a pupil who was markedly off day-dreaming, eyes out of the window, brain in the hall, a pupil in a deep literature coma.
As an attention getting device or a means of embarrassment,  I would from left field give him an odd  personal detail of his private family life, a detail known only to him.
It could be as simple as mentioning that he left both a trumpet and a girlie magazine behind, on his unmade bed.
His eyes would be wide open pools of attention, for the rest of the week.
But garnering a reputation, for uncanny mind feats, seemed to backfire.
Just outside an English Literature classroom, I was stopped in transit in a busy college hallway, by an unknown female college student, who grabbed my arm and blocked my path, to class, and  said:
“Read me; I want you to read me!”
Startled and affronted, I wondered how the student grapevine knew that I would do such things, and I became worried about my  job security if Administration also were  aware, like this rude student.
I shook my head, disapprovingly, and dismissively and told her,
“Forget it!”
But she physically half-pushed me against a wall, and I felt an almost affectionate female assault.
She insisted again.
“Read me; I want you to read me!”
I relaxed completely, annoyed, in resignation, and was suddenly flooded with the shoreline image of a vast body of  lake water, a shore surrounded by water, and I was adrift far from shore.
This strong image was  accompanied by a vague feeling of dread stronger than my indignation.
I quickly asked her,”Why am I seeing water?”, to which she shrugged.
I asked her again.
“I’m seeing water, what does that mean, to you?”
She shrugged, again.
“I have no idea, what it means, but you perhaps do”, I prodded.
“Why, water?”
“I don’t know” , she said, again.
“Oh,” she said, “I’m on the swimming team.”
I  quickly told her,”promise me that you’ll never swim in a lake, it’s far too dangerous to take that chance, in that you might drown,  but also promise me, now you’ll tell  absolutely no one, about this conversation.”

She smiled and nodded, and I, late for class,  somewhat dismayed, hurried elsewhere, feeling  that I had been taken advantage of.

 

 

A relaxed mental and physical state allows imposed images to float into mind,  accompanied by an open expectation, that I WILL receive.

 A real problem, exists in trying to decipher precisely just what that image, or series of images, might  mean.
It is a psychic muscle that all of us have, a muscle largely unflexed and flabby, culturally under developed.
 Revealingly, for the many alien abductees who report such similar intuition experiences, the double edged sword of the abduction experience, cuts both ways .
Instead of elevated and angelic presences, in these spiritual experiences, predominantly untoward and impish intelligences, prevail.
Not yet able to ground myself, I often find at dusk and nighttime that I’m inundated by unseen gate-crashers, my energies jumped upon by negative- thought- beings of many ilks, and worse,
juvenile reptilians, who like unerring persistent yellow-jacket-wasps, at a can of cola on a picnic table, worried and buzzed me with pinching and painful connections sought.
As a sensitive, I face the conundrum that hungry spirits who taunt and horrify, who require that energy,  must at all costs be ‘ignored’,  since my energy goes where my attention goes,  but it is as hard as walking in high heels, to force myself to focus, elsewhere, more wholesome..
After a stunningly unpleasant  inter-dimensional  alien reptilian ‘encounter’, I was  aware of their unseen inter dimensional existence and diabolical brilliance.
  Afterwards, I was loathe to ‘ask’ within, again, psychically, wary and unwilling  to ‘receive’ ANY internal daydream-like images.
Reptilians’ persistent searing psychic attacks were THAT insidious.
These winged and mean-spirited creatures have uncanny psychic prowess.
Small dark greys as well,  quite sinister, are equipped with powerful mind-control abilities.
The more I experience “seeing” shape-shifting, involving small grey aliens, during rare moments of clarity within abductions, the more I am convinced that it’s not  shape-shifting, but instead telepathic control of our minds.
These beings telepathy is so strong  that they can  force us to perceive/ see what they choose, powerfully projected into our mind’s-eye.
I have grappled with why one would suffer such psychic-telepathic attacks, through broadcast negative thoughts, when awake, and in nightmares, when sleep, and I think in my case, forced beyond any willingness to write, that Heaven sends people into the darkest corners, to illuminate them, for others..
The spiritual/paranormal aspect in alien-human interactions, prevails:
UFO observations, though non-religious by nature, DO encompass a similarity to the “spiritual” or semi-religious  paranormal dimension, in many tangential ways.
Part of the phenomenon  involves astral abductions; one’s body is left behind in a car, or in bed, and one’s spiritual essences are extracted, ‘vibrated’ out of one’s body..
One reports seeing one’s body receding below, as one is ascending into, an overhead craft..
One’s astral essences do maintain all of one’s personality traits and idiosyncratic fine judgmental qualities.
This astral theft, temporarily, of our spiritual essence, is mirrored and echoed again after abductees’ physical death when their spirits are garnered to be recycled, bypassing Heaven , angels and spirit helpers, an abduction again, of diabolical proportions.
And there ARE strong similarities, also, between the predatory spiritual treatment of abductees by aliens, and the too easily dismissed ancient notions of demonic possession, because demons and aliens both, are predators, of our spirits and of  consciousness, itself.
For years, at meetings at Bud Hopkins house in New York City, we abductees, over the years, gleaned that ‘ we are a harvest’, a  condiment in the Universe, an echo of Rod Serling’s Twilight Zone episode, “To Serve Man”, because abductees know that UFOs reveal a reptilian god, who fancies diets of human flesh.
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 lower animal forms seen on Earth, as reptiles, amphibians, insects, felines, are echoed and mirrored by the higher technological alien types seen aboard craft by abductees, aliens who lent their DNA to this preserve eons ago, and even as a reptoid craft, engineered
 our moon’s careful placement.

 Earth is a ‘created’ shining jewel of life , comparatively, among  untold countless dead worlds.

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 breathing protein forms of life by nanotech sequenced-storage and programming- amino-acid- building blocks.

This E.T. ‘patent’, allows them to act with impunity.

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

UFO researchers in this field who seek only facts are stodgy and backwards, ill equipped to understand an environment of an elusive alien hall of mirrors, with a quicksand floor..
“Proofs”, must sit in the corner, like a well trained German Alsatian canine, for required “proof”, disdains and impugns abductees, who struggle to put their ineffable and genuine alien experiences of high strangeness, into words.
Seeking only proofs, counter-intuitively inhibits, rather than illuminates this elusive subject.
The public is blind to this alien agenda and thus
 abject ridicule is what alien abductees face .
We, too, are contrived products of their creative animal  ‘husbandry’,
simians who knot ties and who ride public conveyances.
But, we are also simians who will, by our nature, not believe in anything that we have not directly experienced, ourselves.
 A stench of ignorance, towards UFOs and their alien pilots’ tactics and purposes,  prevails.
Churchill said that “mankind, was innately and “essentially, ineducable”..
 Psychic and telepathic powers of abductees, are an odd human precipitate, in an alien solution, one which resists “hard facts and evidences”.
(mind control dreamlike delusions imposed during abductions)
As a budding psychic, uncanny, and bizarre  ‘visuals’ often occur:
At a recent dinner, when a friend mentioned her beloved, long deceased brother, a man’s face slowly emerged from the right side of HER face!
It was like double-vision; they were identical, but he was a young man.
I was shocked, that he had not moved on, but had chosen instead, to jump aboard her energies and
I stared at her, fish-eyed.
I simply said,”You and he had one face, the exact, same face.”
She said, “yes; they  looked like identical twins.”
My wife put down her fork and said,
“There he goes, again, saying  things he could not possibly know,  and where does he GET those things from ?!”
I did not explain, what I had seen, horrified that he was, in truth, fully aboard her energies, rather than having ‘crossed over’.
Many abductees, experience  mind ‘receptivity’, to  inter- dimensional ‘bleed-through’.
I can tell when work-horse- synthetic -beings, small greys are close by, but unseen;  an intense feeling of the  ‘elevator experience’, of eyes, on the back of my neck’, combined with a creepy feeling.
They generate a strong  psychic ‘creepy’ feeling.
Who actually micromanages us, and our intuitions, behind our psychic curtains?
After encountering stunningly horrid reptilians, I have my own suspicions.
Dark ones, like gargoyles perched on one’s roof, can see down the ‘road’, far enough to supply near- future happenings, but they are NOT the elevated angelic souls, the ascended ones of LIGHT, that you’d hoped they’d be .
Inter- dimensional  demons and reptilians cruise in like sharks, to cause extreme  psychic distress, panic attacks, nightmares, and poltergeist manifestations, the beast of madness, itself.
Imagine the horror experienced by people suffering panic attacks only to be medicated by physicians who could not remotely have a clue.
The soul’s natural reaction to strong intrusion, psychically, is one of free-floating anxiety.
 I write often, about my psychic ‘rabbit-hole’,
having gone so far down that hole, that I fear I don’t have enough breadcrumbs, to find my way, back home.
 Alien abductions, notwithstanding, acquired psychic prowess is nonetheless  a spiritual gift, a muscle to be  exercised and flexed, until Heaven, ready to use us for some higher good, steps in to make sense of it all, for us.

Psychic hypersensitivity can best defend against such alien predators of consciousness, by visualizing an electric purple light aura around one in every direction; this hue is most effective, as

simple metaphysics, fighting fire with fire.

The more time spent visualizing this protective light, the more effective it becomes.

 

“Seeing” electric-violet ‘around one’ also successfully repels stronger types of demons who cannot endure such purple visualized high frequencies, for long.
With practice, this visualized technique wins out in any short-lived pitched battle against UFO beings diabolically brilliant, insistent and predatory.
Abductees know fully well, that Earth is under invasion, one person at a time, and that we are all alone, together…..

We must  keep to the narrow path of a higher moral higher ground to instruct them of their wrongdoings.

 

One must endeavor in goodness and moral ingenuity, to prevail against them, having first won God’s assistance and Heaven’s intervention.

After all, we are much closer to God, than they are.

 

 

Author’s Postscript:
Rather than a fear-based approach to Dark Force Entity safety and caution, I proscribe a required spiritual “shift” , one 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 alien/demonic spiritual problems, but instead an eternal spiritual 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 imbued within us as a spark and within everything all around us, to be too easily discerned, and that spark has “rights”.

 

Avoid  church-based or organized religions  and put the Bible on the same shelf, as the Tooth Fairy for

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

 

(child imitating brain-washing pulpit body-language)