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 MODERN MYTH OF EVOLUTION : DNA AS ALIEN NANO-TECH

DNA AS ALIEN NANO-TECH : DARWIN COULD NOT IMAGINE ALIENS

by Paul Schroeder

 

God is responsible for the spiritual entities within our bodies, and there’s a harsh truth to face :

aliens are the most likely candidates for the geniuses behind the amazing nano-tech DNA which designs our life form physical bodies; there is no argument required.

The alien silhouette fingerprints, within our DNA, point to evidence that we were not ordained to this planet, by God, but by aliens , a newly revealed history and destiny for us, in this universe.

God, is true enough, but the O.T. Bible as a touchstone of “HIM”, with its myths and tales has no place in this DNA amended raised human consciousness, for cruel and deceptive reptilian aliens masqueraded as God, in ancient times.

The moon, much evidence suggests, was purposefully placed, on this reptilian preserve so as to minimize extremes in what-we-call- Earth’s climate, and seems to have actually been an ancient alien “craft”, now used as a base to ‘harvest’ and ‘trade’ humans, their seed and embryos, throughout the galaxy.

This ‘truth’ ,is down a long hall and somewhere else, far from what one might otherwise surmise..

The full truth is out there, and that is that we are not, nor have we ever been, the top of the food-chain.

These best games-keepers never let we animals within, suspect that Earth is , a preserve.

Biblical ‘dietary laws’ now reveal its owners’ tactics and true purposes, to harvest physically and spiritually, a better tasting and safer to eat harvest of humanity.

There are many very powerful unseen entities

and too often, in this  evasive realm,  E.T.s who appear to the uninitiated as benign ‘goodness’, can be the most dangerous, cunning, and diabolical…

After this horrid alien realization, any informed UFO researcher, must needs then become a vegetarian, for any moral and philosophical traction..

God, when not sabotaged by demonic or alien theft and recycling of life forces, imbues all physical DNA contrived sentient life with sparks of His spirit.

There are, however, many predominant planets whose entire intelligent life forms are spiritual entities,  and no physical DNA is required to house their spirit beings.

Our physical world is, amazingly, an anomaly, by virtue of the sheer numbers of many such non-corporeal worlds, by comparison.

Does human DNA reflect a computer code, of proteins and time-release enzymes, an alien nano-tech, and thus a no longer hidden fingerprint, of our “Creator”?

Scientists have found that our genetic code has all of these key computer code elements.

“The coding regions of DNA,” expostulates Dr. Stephen Meyer, “have exactly the same relevant properties as a computer code or language” (quoted by Strobel, p. 237, The Case for a Creator, 2004)

“Whose mind or what entity could shrink and miniaturize such information and place our DNA’s enormous number of ‘letters’ in their correct sequence as a genetic building block instruction manual?

Could evolution in itself have progressively come up with a nano-tech system like this?

It is difficult to fathom, but the quantum of information in our human DNA is roughly comparably equal to 12 sets of The Encyclopedia Britannica-an amazing 384 volumes worth of detailed data that would fill 48 feet long of required library shelves .”

“Yet in their precise size-only two millionths of a millimeter thick-a teaspoon of DNA, according to molecular biologist Michael Denton, has “all the information needed to build the proteins for all the species of organisms that have ever lived on the earth, and there would still be enough room left for all the information in every book ever written” (Evolution: A Theory in Crisis, 1996, p. 334).

                           Intelligent Design of our Human DNA

As scientists began to unravel and decode the human DNA molecule, they found something amazingly unexpected : a computer programmer’s exquisite ‘language’ composed of some 3 billion genetic letters.

“One of the most extraordinary discoveries of the twentieth century,” says Dr. Stephen Meyer, director of the Center for Science and Culture at the Discovery Institute in Seattle, Wash., “was that DNA actually stores information-the detailed instructions for assembling proteins-in the form of a four-character digital code” (quoted by Lee Strobel, The Case for a Creator, 2004, p. 224).

As George Williams explains it: “The gene is a package of information, not an object. The pattern of base pairs in a DNA molecule specifies the gene.

But the DNA molecule is the medium, it’s not the message”

(quoted by Johnson, p. 70).

  Design from an intelligent source

To any discerning mind, this type of nano-tech high-level information originates only from a technologically advanced intelligent source.

As Lee Strobel explains: “The data at the core of life is not disorganized, it’s not simply orderly like salt crystals, but it’s complex and specific information that can accomplish a bewildering task-the building of biological machines that far outstrip human technological capabilities” (p. 244).

“For example, the precise nature of this genetic language is such that the average error that is not caught turns out to be one error per 10 billion letters.

If an error occurs in one of the most important parts of the code, in the genes, it causes diseases such as sickle-cell anemia. Yet even the best and most apt typist in the world couldn’t come close to making only one mistake per 10 billion letters-far from it.”

Michael Behe, a biochemist and professor at Pennsylvania’s Lehigh University, explains that DNA genetic data is primarily an instruction manual.

He reasons: “Consider a step-by-step list of [genetic] instructions. A mutation is a change in one of the lines of instructions.

So instead of saying, “Take a 1/4-inch nut,” a mutation might say, “Take a 3/8-inch nut.” Or instead of “Place the round peg in the round hole,” we might get “Place the round peg in the square hole” . . .

What a mutation cannot do is change all the instructions in one step-say, [providing instructions] to build a fax machine instead of a radio”.

(Darwin’s Black Box, 1996, p. 41).

We therefore have, in our human genetic code, a complex instruction manual eloquently designed by a more highly intelligent source than even the genius of human beings.

The God agnostic and recently deceased Francis Crick, one of the discoverers of DNA, after decades of work deciphering it, admitted that:

“an honest man, armed with all the knowledge available to us now, could only state that in some sense, the origin of life appears at the moment to be almost a miracle, so many are the conditions which would have had to have been satisfied to get it going” .

(Life Itself, 1981, p. 88, emphasis added).

Dean Kenyon, a biology professor who repudiated his earlier book on Darwinian evolution-because of discoveries of information found in DNA-states:

 “This new realm of molecular genetics (is) where we see the most compelling evidence of design on the Earth” (ibid., p. 221).

As well, one of the world’s most famous atheists, Professor Antony Flew, admitted that he couldn’t explain how DNA was created and developed through evolution.

He now sees the demanding need for an intelligent source to have been involved in the making of our human DNA code.

“What I think the DNA material has done is show that intelligence must have been involved in getting these extraordinary diverse elements together,” he said (quoted by Richard Ostling, “Leading Atheist Now Believes in God,” Associated Press report, Dec. 9, 2004).

” I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made . .”

 Written some thousands of years ago, King David’s words about our alien constructed human bodies seems most true.

He wrote: “For You formed my inward parts, You covered me in my mother’s womb.

I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made . . . My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought. . .” (Psalm 139:13-15, ).

Where does all this deposit the theory of evolution?

Michael Denton, an agnostic scientist, concludes:

“Ultimately the Darwinian theory of evolution is no more nor less than the great cosmogenic myth of the twentieth century” (Denton, p. 358).

Thus we are left like a precipitate out of a solution with an astounding Creator nano-tech design that every life-form on Earth carries,” a similar and related genetic code programmned by our extraterrestrial maker and that evolution is hardly what we deduce that it is it .”

This discovery shall shake our roots of humanity and confirm or deny our beliefs, both in our concept of a Creator as well as in our own concept of our destiny.

Within this  paradigm, all forms of life farmed throughout the Universe can be seen as an enormous molecular nanotech creation by a intelligent Creator using amino acid thoughts, expressed mathematically.

Crick, DNA’s discoverer, perhaps, said it best:

“Life did not evolve first on Earth, a highly advanced civilization became threatened so they devised a way to pass on their existence.”

“They genetically-modified their DNA and sent it out from their planet on bacteria or meteorites with the hope that it would collide with another planet. It did, and that’s why we’re here.”

“The DNA molecule is the most efficient information storage system in the entire universe.

The immensity of complex, coded and precisely sequenced information is absolutely staggering. “

“The DNA evidence speaks of intelligent, information-bearing design.

Complex DNA coding would have been necessary for even the hypothetical first ‘so-called’ simple cell(s).

Our DNA was encoded with messages from that other civilization.”

“They programmed the molecules so that when we reached a certain level of

intelligence, we would be able to access their information, and they could therefore

“teach” us about ourselves, and how to progress.

For life to form by chance is mathematically virtually impossible.”

 DNA is, in itself, proof of such, an E.T. nanotech-copyright , allowing a protein sequenced physical body, to be born, to be a container for spiritual essences as well as be prey, for their dinner tables, much as we do with lower lifeforms here on Earth.

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.)

‘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’..

*******

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….”

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.

After abductions, the inter-dimensional ‘door’ left open, invites in the gangster fringe element of the spirit world which affixes ‘attachments’ to seek to ‘clamber aboard’.

Your dreamscape scenarios recalled, is the link to such and can with metaphysics, be removed, to some extent..

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.

POSTSCRIPT:

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.

UFO and ALIEN DISCLOSURE? : A FROG PARABLE

by Paul Schroeder

There are moments, that mark your life.

Moments , when you realize, that nothing will be the same and

that time is divided into two parts : BEFORE this and AFTER this

Such a moment seared into my brain when I saw a flotilla of UFO craft, slowly come in

from different directions, to assemble directly overhead,

round craft bottoms appearing not unlike red balloons, which I initially surmised that they were..

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.. .

Whenever, when ‘taken’, I have been in the same room with Draco Reptilians, I am

overwhelmed with their rage and hatred , which telepathically roil like heat waves from a radiator.

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.”

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.”

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’,

an intentional Draco Reptilian masquerade that deceived Hebrews just as it had fooled every other past civilization, from Sumerian to Inca, from Mayan to Egyptian.

When any technologically far-advanced ancient ET (vindictive, controlling and

proprietary) met a primitive human ancient culture,(dumb as mud) they were

worshiped, as Gods..

The sinister beings,  reptilians, required obedience at the pain of death , provided

ancient Hebrews a contrivance as a weapon and communication device (Ark of the

Covenant), and required that blood be splashed onto all four corners of the sacrificial altar,  more

akin to demonic requirements, than divine ones.

Draco reptilians also required that their Hebrew food-source (like Mayans and Incas)

did not poison reptoids , when their human  babies were eaten (Kosher-

dietary laws).

(Earthfiles.com)

The ‘feathered reptile God’ of the Mayans’ favorite dish was a still- beating- freshly- sacrificed human heart.

With human sacrifice, the “Gods” were always thusly placated.

UFO Craft  send down scrambled molecules of small grey-work-beings , in a Star-Trek’s ‘beam-

transporter light, which reassembles entities in our attics, bedrooms, closets and

backyards to allow abductions to remain stealthy, employing  technology beyond imagination.

ETs have often retorted to rare complaining abductees, that what they farm and

slaughter in physical meals of infant humans and spiritual “harvests” with  stolen souls, ” 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.
.

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

‘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.

.

“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.

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 ocean

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.

(At Budd Hopkins home on the upper West side of NYC, abductees met on weekends to exchange and share and I was there when I heard many echoes of abductees describing seeing human babies being jar-bred, chopped and butchered into edible parts aboard craft, strictly for reptilian diets; small greys bathed in tubs of human endocrines and a soup of body parts(sludge) and absorbed such through their skin.

This is likely the main reason that any ‘disclosure’ may be thwarted because the truth is too horrendous, that we are ‘farmed’ precisely as we ‘farm’ animals.)

Alien DNA

DNA AS ALIEN NANO-TECH : DARWIN COULD NOT IMAGINE ALIENS

by Paul Schroeder

God is responsible for the spiritual entities within our bodies, and there’s a harsh truth to face : aliens are the most likely candidates for the geniuses behind the amazing nanotech DNA which designs our life form physical bodies; there is no argument required.

The alien silhouette fingerprints, within our DNA, point to evidence that we were not ordained to this planet, by God, but by aliens , a newly revealed history and destiny for us, in this universe.

God, is true enough, but the O.T. Bible as a touchstone of “HIM”, with its myths and tales has no place in this DNA amended raised human consciousness, for cruel and deceptive reptilian aliens masqueraded as God, in ancient times.

The moon, much evidence suggests, was purposefully placed, on this reptilian preserve so as to minimize extremes in what-we-call- Earth’s climate, and seems to have actually been an ancient alien “craft”, now used as a base to ‘harvest’ and ‘trade’ humans, their seed and embryos, throughout the galaxy.

This ‘truth’ ,is down a long hall and somewhere else, far from what one might otherwise surmise..

The full truth is out there, and that is that we are not, nor have we ever been, the top of the food-chain.

These best games-keepers never let we animals within, suspect that Earth is , a preserve.

Biblical ‘dietary laws’ now reveal its owners’ tactics and true purposes, to harvest physically and spiritually, a better tasting and safer to eat harvest of humanity.After this horrid alien realization, any informed UFO researcher, must needs then become a vegetarian, for any moral and philosophical traction..

God, when not sabotaged by demonic or alien theft and recycling of life forces, imbues all physical DNA contrived sentient life with sparks of His spirit.

There are, however, many predominant planets whose entire intelligent life forms are spiritual entities,  and no physical DNA is required to house their spirit beings.

Our physical world is, amazingly, an anomaly, by virtue of the sheer numbers of many such non-corporeal worlds, by comparison.

Does human DNA reflect a computer code, of proteins and time-release enzymes, an alien nano-tech, and thus a no longer hidden fingerprint, of our “Creator”?

Scientists have found that our genetic code has all of these key computer code elements.

“The coding regions of DNA,” expostulates Dr. Stephen Meyer, “have exactly the same relevant properties as a computer code or language” (quoted by Strobel, p. 237, The Case for a Creator, 2004)

“Whose mind or what entity could shrink and miniaturize such information and place our DNA’s enormous number of ‘letters’ in their correct sequence as a genetic building block instruction manual?

Could evolution in itself have progressively come up with a nano-tech system like this?

It is difficult to fathom, but the quantum of information in our human DNA is roughly comparably equal to 12 sets of The Encyclopedia Britannica-an amazing 384 volumes worth of detailed data that would fill 48 feet long of required library shelves .”

“Yet in their precise size-only two millionths of a millimeter thick-a teaspoon of DNA, according to molecular biologist Michael Denton, has “all the information needed to build the proteins for all the species of organisms that have ever lived on the earth, and there would still be enough room left for all the information in every book ever written” (Evolution: A Theory in Crisis, 1996, p. 334).

                           Intelligent Design of our Human DNA

As scientists began to unravel and decode the human DNA molecule, they found something amazingly unexpected : a computer programmer’s exquisite ‘language’ composed of some 3 billion genetic letters.

“One of the most extraordinary discoveries of the twentieth century,” says Dr. Stephen Meyer, director of the Center for Science and Culture at the Discovery Institute in Seattle, Wash., “was that DNA actually stores information-the detailed instructions for assembling proteins-in the form of a four-character digital code” (quoted by Lee Strobel, The Case for a Creator, 2004, p. 224).

As George Williams explains it: “The gene is a package of information, not an object. The pattern of base pairs in a DNA molecule specifies the gene.

But the DNA molecule is the medium, it’s not the message”

(quoted by Johnson, p. 70).

  Design from an intelligent source

To any discerning mind, this type of nano-tech high-level information originates only from a technologically advanced intelligent source.

As Lee Strobel explains: “The data at the core of life is not disorganized, it’s not simply orderly like salt crystals, but it’s complex and specific information that can accomplish a bewildering task-the building of biological machines that far outstrip human technological capabilities” (p. 244).

“For example, the precise nature of this genetic language is such that the average error that is not caught turns out to be one error per 10 billion letters.

If an error occurs in one of the most important parts of the code, in the genes, it causes diseases such as sickle-cell anemia. Yet even the best and most apt typist in the world couldn’t come close to making only one mistake per 10 billion letters-far from it.”

Michael Behe, a biochemist and professor at Pennsylvania’s Lehigh University, explains that DNA genetic data is primarily an instruction manual.

He reasons: “Consider a step-by-step list of [genetic] instructions. A mutation is a change in one of the lines of instructions.

So instead of saying, “Take a 1/4-inch nut,” a mutation might say, “Take a 3/8-inch nut.” Or instead of “Place the round peg in the round hole,” we might get “Place the round peg in the square hole” . . .

What a mutation cannot do is change all the instructions in one step-say, [providing instructions] to build a fax machine instead of a radio”.

(Darwin’s Black Box, 1996, p. 41).

We therefore have, in our human genetic code, a complex instruction manual eloquently designed by a more highly intelligent source than even the genius of human beings.

The God agnostic and recently deceased Francis Crick, one of the discoverers of DNA, after decades of work deciphering it, admitted that:

“an honest man, armed with all the knowledge available to us now, could only state that in some sense, the origin of life appears at the moment to be almost a miracle, so many are the conditions which would have had to have been satisfied to get it going” .

(Life Itself, 1981, p. 88, emphasis added).

Dean Kenyon, a biology professor who repudiated his earlier book on Darwinian evolution-because of discoveries of information found in DNA-states:

 “This new realm of molecular genetics (is) where we see the most compelling evidence of design on the Earth” (ibid., p. 221).

As well, one of the world’s most famous atheists, Professor Antony Flew, admitted that he couldn’t explain how DNA was created and developed through evolution.

He now sees the demanding need for an intelligent source to have been involved in the making of our human DNA code.

“What I think the DNA material has done is show that intelligence must have been involved in getting these extraordinary diverse elements together,” he said (quoted by Richard Ostling, “Leading Atheist Now Believes in God,” Associated Press report, Dec. 9, 2004).

” I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made . .”

 Written some thousands of years ago, King David’s words about our alien constructed human bodies seems most true.

He wrote: “For You formed my inward parts, You covered me in my mother’s womb.

I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made . . . My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought. . .” (Psalm 139:13-15, ).

Where does all this deposit the theory of evolution?

Michael Denton, an agnostic scientist, concludes:

“Ultimately the Darwinian theory of evolution is no more nor less than the great cosmogenic myth of the twentieth century” (Denton, p. 358).

Thus we are left like a precipitate out of a solution with an astounding Creator nano-tech design that every life-form on Earth carries,” a similar and related genetic code programmned by our extraterrestrial maker and that evolution is hardly what we deduce that it is it .”

This discovery shall shake our roots of humanity and confirm or deny our beliefs, both in our concept of a Creator as well as in our own concept of our destiny.

Within this  paradigm, all forms of life farmed throughout the Universe can be seen as an enormous molecular nanotech creation by a intelligent Creator using amino acid thoughts, expressed mathematically.

Crick, DNA’s discoverer, perhaps, said it best:

“Life did not evolve first on Earth, a highly advanced civilization became threatened so they devised a way to pass on their existence.”

“They genetically-modified their DNA and sent it out from their planet on bacteria or meteorites with the hope that it would collide with another planet. It did, and that’s why we’re here.”

“The DNA molecule is the most efficient information storage system in the entire universe.

The immensity of complex, coded and precisely sequenced information is absolutely staggering. “

“The DNA evidence speaks of intelligent, information-bearing design.

Complex DNA coding would have been necessary for even the hypothetical first ‘so-called’ simple cell(s).

Our DNA was encoded with messages from that other civilization.”

“They programmed the molecules so that when we reached a certain level of intelligence, we would be able to access their information, and they could therefore “teach” us about ourselves, and how to progress. For life to form by chance is mathematically virtually impossible.”

And The Meek Shall Inherit the Earth

by Paul Schroeder

(AUTHOR’S NOTE:

 Much truth, is certainly buried in much fiction, and this piece speaks to abductees’ personal experiences and the eventual long-term purposes , for our planet, by reptilian E.T.s, a  prediction of their conquest-stance- intent, for every planet in the past, that they have invaded.)

“To consider the earth as the only populated world in infinite space is as absurd as to

assent that, in an entire field sown with millet, only one grain would grow…”

–Metrodorus, Greek sage Fourth Century BC

It had been two full days since the darkness and rain had begun.

On May 11th, 700 people crammed into an auditorium that seated only five hundred.

It began to rain in torrents,

a rain unlike any other rain.

It rained streams, drenching and swelling, a deluge of rain and it rained and it never stopped raining.

It was a rain that turned rivulets into streams and streams into frozen rivers.

It molted the bushes and trees of leaves and it shrank the wet hands of men into the

shriveled claws of apes.

The rain slapped a half lit cigarette from Dr. Paul Schroeder’s hand as he entered the

hall, cupped his hands from the rain to shelter his cigarette lighter.

Dark storm clouds threatened; in the distance thunder rumbled.

Dr. Schroeder

 chain smoked cigarettes, as he paced nervously and gesticulated nervously with his

hands as he spoke.

He stood on the auditorium stage of St. John’s University Avery Hall, behind a lit lectern

with a yellow spotlight surrounding him.

As he spoke, on a large screen behind him flashed pre–programmed 35 mm slides in five second intervals, photos of UFOs and artist’s renderings of myriad alien life forms.

 

In the back of the auditorium, a priest in a dark double breasted suit slipped into the hall during the screen change and sat in the last row,

 twisted in the seat, topped by a  wet, yellow rain hood which hid his blue eyes.

The voice on the microphone was deep and resonant:

“The darkness and rain in America  has made the front page in every nation in the

world. “

“But, here in America, the press did not cover that at 8 o’clock, at the same moment on

the other side of the world,  a rain and gloom descended without hints of clouds

throughout Sri Lanka and all of Zanzibar.”

“UFOs were seen in the skies in both parts of the world just before the rain and the

darkness fell, in America and in Zanzibar.”

“Perhaps the fate of the Earth and the continuation of human life forms hang in the balance.”

“Although unpredictable, all sightings of UFO’s and all abduction experiences have had to too many researchers, a shared purpose:

to change human consciousness and its relationship to the world and to each other and never fully grasped, to replace mankind. “

” I  call it, “The Noah Effect.”

“We, on Earth, have been for millennia like fleas on a dog’s pelt,  convinced that  our

world has been ordained perfectly for our existence; but that theory falls apart when the

dog’s E.T. mistress gets a flea collar.”

“The human genome research  tells us that within ‘junk DNA’, the time intervals for alien

DNA manipulation were respectively 25,000, 15,000, 5,000 and 2,500 years ago.”

“What this means is that the interaction between aliens, UFOs and us is not just a 20 th

century phenomenon, but rather, one of millennia; it turns out that we are somebody’s

experiment.”

“They may very well have farmed us throughout the Universe.”

“There is even evidence that aliens placed our Moon to stabilize Earth’s wobble and

climatic fluctuations.”

He shook his head wistfully;

“Moses and the burning bush,  Ezekiel and Jesus’ ascension, Fatima, Abraham,

the founder of the Mormon Church,  it now appears, all simply encountered creatures known for  abduction

experiences.”

“For the first time in human consciousness and human history we are now studying

something that had been studying us, but our insights and realizations of what is

happening was always vectored off.”

“We are in the proverbial corridor of mirrors with a quicksand floor.”

“When one hears about a string of boxcars on a railroad track that suddenly goes straight

up in the air, a little biplane that moves into fog and comes out a disc, a silent helicopter

which turns into a disc, or oil barrels in Oklahoma that rise vertically straight up, one

realizes that there is something about this phenomenon, at every level, that seems to be disguising itself.”

“And now the rains and the darkness have descended upon the Earth”

In the background the screen showed a being-type that was half reptile and half human;

a smooth lizard-skinned reptilian, eight feet tall with a saurian face.

It had a four-clawed hand with brown webbing between the fingers.

The caption underneath the picture read:

“This reptile type has cat-like eyes with gold-slit pupils.

This being is sinister and deceptive in manner.”

Schroeder’s voice loomed over the crowded auditorium:

” DNA research tells us that all races on Earth today, no matter how diverse, came from a

common ancestor, a single pair of parents who lived 128,000 years ago. ”

Adam and Eve may have been the initial ‘Earthly’ seed, by E.T.s for all of mankind, on this preserve of theirs”

“The Bible also states that God chose Noah, alone, to survive, because he was a righteous man, who

 followed God’s laws. ‘

“That was the only criteria for his and his seed’s survival .

“The blueprints,  architectural directions  to make up each dimension of the ark , appear hardly

a spiritual, divine philosophical guidance, but specific directions to build a worthy seafaring ship.”

“Everyone but Noah’s line vanished in darkness of waters and the very same thing

appears to be poised to happen, again, today. “

“Aliens, through exams of abductees, also now seem to be testing  for the mystery of goodness in

 

human beings.”

” Apparently, the rarity in the race of mankind for the propensity of goodness, is

 perhaps even a mystery to them.”

He looked towards the far end of the auditorium into the darkness .

” Why would a priest deny material wealth and sacrifice his life for helping the poor?”

“Why would a G. I. throw himself on a live grenade, to save a group of men in a trench

 

that he had never met ?”

“GOODNESS”

“This strange darkness, presence of craft everywhere and the flooding rains that will not stop suggest that the human race,  may also in its present form,

 be facing its end.”

1. 

The priest stood and from the back of the auditorium, in a stentorian voice, addressed Dr. Schroeder:

“I disagree; that’s a rather childish, religious view.”

“I have lost my faith in such beliefs”

Schroeder inhaled on a cigarette and took the microphone..

“Last month,  psychics who work in the intelligence community.

  uniformly learned that a council of nine from a Galactic Trade Union, representing

some fifty worlds, will not interfere; they were told outright:

“You are a small planet of no particular significance.”

“We can’t look for help anywhere but in ourselves.

Our government policy is a confused mixture of denial and cover-ups which fuel conspiracy theories.”

“In truth, for them, this whole phenomenon is excruciating.”

“It is, after all, the business of government to protect its people.”

“Our government knew all along that if it affirmed and acknowledged that alien beings

from radar-defying craft which defied gravity and space time had long been invading

homes and abducting its citizens,  that it would cause world-wide political and religious

upheavals and  world economic upheavals.”

1. 

“So the secret stayed a secret in the name of national security ,

an oxymoron.”

By bedroom abductions, Earth has been  invaded, up to now,  one person at a time and

The traces of post-abduction are subtle: bad dreams, fast growing hair and fingernails,

there is a detectable luminous phosphorescence on abductee’s skin, detectable with black light.”

“Alien abductees are resistant to pain- killers, like Novocain and may even awaken

during surgery.”

“I’ve noticed that abductees have much higher serotonin levels than other people do;

 higher levels of serotonin may make it easier for alien entities to contact these people.”

“But the unhappy evidence suggests that most people who have entered an alien

 

spaceship will not remember the experience or ever know what has happened to them

 

except in recollections of so-called dreams or under medical hypnosis.”

“But few people can remember or even examine their dreams, dreams lost, as they

struggle into consciousness each morning.”

“Throughout the world,” he said, “abduction is  a frightening experience that

many therapists would rather not acknowledge unless symptoms resulting from the

encounter require them to do so.”

“For most people it’s terrifying nightmares that they barely remember.”

He put his hands in his pockets and fished for another pack of cigarettes.

“My understanding of the alien-phenomenon has grown:

“Small, large-eyed, telepathic creatures, at the behest of Draco reptilian overlords,  are playing at Frankenstein in space suits,

genetically engineering a “new” hybrid creature, the best of both their race and

mankind’s, to replace us, who they feel are the destroyers of this planet.”

He sighed; “Like Neanderthals, who vanished mysteriously, today’s breed of mankind has

been judged and again, the verdict is annihilation.”

He suddenly grew angry.

“Doesn’t it strike you that there is an inherent burning irony?” he said.

“Although these creatures are seeking the complex, extraordinary nature of what

goodness is , they want  to turn the whole world

into a flooded Auschwitz!”

1. 

PART 2

 

In Lynne, Oklahoma, at the Church of Martyrs diocese, Father Daniel Mahoney, a priest,

was sitting in the rectory library.

‘He possessed a fine, beatific quality delicate for all his great size and his enormous eyes,

far-looking blue circles of innocence, especially when seen against the black cloth of a

priest’s habit, were an impressive sight.’

1. 

He was surrounded by copies of daily newspapers, but his attention was captured by a

moldy, historical, manuscript and he read aloud:

“Such strangeness and such mysterious facts, those sudden shadows that fall in broad

 

daylight when there is neither any cloudiness nor an eclipse.

The typical case is one that occurred on December 20, 1484, in Preston, England: toward

noon, the sky became completely black, to the point that animals lay down and went to

sleep.

Twenty minutes later, the sun reappeared. We know of several hundred cases of this

type, without having any explanation for them.”

1. 

“It has been suggested that they are caused by thick clouds of smoke from forest fires, but

generally there has been no sign of forest fires at the time of these incidents, and when

there has been, these smoke clouds have never been observed between the spot where

the fire took place and the place where the phenomenon occurred.

The strangest of these darkening phenomena occurred in London on August 19, 1763.

The most amazing thing about this occurrence was that the shadows seemed to have

been completely impenetrable by lantern or candlelight. If this was a case of smoke so

thick it would have left traces on objects and did not.”

1. 

PART 3

Outside, the rain poured like an overhead river from dark skies; the streets were ponds

and small lakes which crept steadily to cover gardens and sidewalks.

The priest took the subway home and walked upstairs to his fourth floor walk up

apartment.

1. 

In the sink under a dripping, dripping, dripping faucet, were old sardine tins, cans of half

 

eaten food, half- smoked cigar butts and dirty dishes.

He had fallen in the kitchen after heroin ,a solace to mend a faith crisis, to assuage  the despair from a loss of faith..

The room reeked of life lived too long with the windows closed.

He put on the television and sat on the end of the bed, removing his priestly vestments,

mouthing aloud the names like a holy litany:

“cassock, dalmatics, tunic, surplice, maniple, amice, alb, and cincture.”

When he desperately wanted something from God or he was in real trouble, he would

recite the words as his own private prayer.

He lit a remnant of a cigar and put the butt out on the frame of the mattress.

He swung his legs to the floor and stepped barefoot onto a large cockroach.

White- faced, he sat on the bed again and scraped the remnants of the cockroach off of

his foot with a matchbook cover, and grinned with the deeper muscles of his face.

He took a syringe from under his pillow and stuck it in his arm.

He was dreaming the same dream again.

He was walking the crowded cobblestone streets to Golgotha; in the angry crowd that

thronged the crowded streets he saw his parents, their heads shaven, their purple gums

conversing in clicks like bushmen.

\

\

He woke with a start.

A large, potted plant across the room shook violently, incomprehensibly.

He stared and his jaw dropped slowly.

He felt a slight depression on the end of the bed; something feather- light and invisible

had just jumped up, catlike on the blanket.

1. 

The ancient floorboards by his bed creaked, then by his dresser, then by the window.

He was frightened by the sense that there was somebody in the room with him, he

couldn’t see .

He fought the impulse to jump up.

Then despite fear of such intensity that it caused him to shake, he lay down again on the

 

bed to escape his fear.

Overhead above the red bricked four story apartment building, a silver colored football

shaped object hovered.

In the darkness and in the pouring rain, a craft had appeared from nowhere suddenly.

It was mostly gray in color, with a bright purple light on one side and a small blinking

blue light on the other,

double-decked with two rows of lighted windows; the light coming from them was

bluish-white and phosphorescent.

The craft was about fifty feet long and maybe twenty feet thick.

Two vertical side seams in the structure and lines of rivets along the seams were lit up by

the red glow of the underside where reddish vapor was being discharged.

Yellowish vapor oozed from one of the ends and the craft settled behind a large

sycamore tree.

At that moment, the television program in the next room was completely washed out in

static.

A beeping noise.

He rose into a waiting craft as he watched his body below, recede from view.

A wild torrent of precipitation.

Continuous waves of rain that screamed, boiled and whispered.

Then the green oceans covered the Earth.

The first wave that hit cut coastal cities off from a world that had bubbled in the direct

pour of moonlight, stiff waves, then a mountainous whistling skyscraper of a wave,

brutal, and then a row of like mountainous waves.

1. 

Sky – touched brine tsunamis of oceans, valleys of seas, cascading waves and roiling

heights, lowered a scrim over the harsh world and erased all land traces.

A planet of waves a thousand feet tall, rolled in on all the battered coasts of the world

 

and drowned all traces of land.

Mountains of green thunder towered onto and consumed Earth and every living thing

 

that could breathe air.

Deluged months of torrential oceans and then calmer years of heavy rain, continuous

 

waves of rain that  boiled and whispered.

A century of wild torrent, precipitation’s white fountains stiff waves, and then

 dry land emerged.

 

Flotillas of oval craft descended from the heavens, laden with seed, corms and fruit trees

and a newer crop :

a race of silent, hairless, thin beings walked upon the planet in quiet contemplation.

And on a Spring day in early April, the clouds cleared and rainbows were born :

 

The meek, had inherited the Earth.

ALIEN-ABDUCTION MIND-CONTROL

ALIEN MIND CONTROL DURING ABDUCTIONS

By Paul Schroeder

(Copyright 2014, Paul Schroeder – All Rights Reserved)

<Edited by Robert D. Morniingstar>

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Author’s note:

I am “he” …

And this recollection is genuine.

However, I chose the pronoun, “he”, to make this vividly recalled abduction, more easily acceptable to the uninitiated reader.

With mind-control in place, and all questions vectored off before they can be spoken aloud, communication from alien-to-person prevails, with no equanimity possible  towards “conversation”..

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 .
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 an almost religious awe, which courses through his brain,  to thrill him, a tsunami of reverent awe for the dazzling wood patterns, and for the unknown artist-architect, overwhelms and distracts him, a gifted 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 viewed outside the craft’s window.

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, .. ‘dreams’…

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.

*******

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,” forGod is real, but He’s to be found down a long hall, and somewhere else.

ALIEN ABDUCTEES AND REINCARNATION

REINCARNATION AND ALIEN ABDUCTEES

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.” )

Many tens of thousands of alien abductees the world over awaken in bed exhausted, to experience copious nosebleeds, yellow stains on their pillows, scars and scoop marks on their skin, subcutaneous implants and fearful, vivid recall of large eyed bug- like nonhuman entities, eyeball to eyeball, who are nighttime bedroom intruders and who pilot UFOs.

Click here to enlarge top photo.

 

What could be worse?

Well, some lone, isolated people simply do not return after alien abductions.

 

Small ‘work-horse’ greys ( ‘synthetic-job-beings’) bathe in solutions of human cellular sludge, to imbibe nutrition ; whoever told us that we humans were at the top of the food-chain, was more than just disingenuous…

If the alternate truth weren’t so very scary, one might say that there are NO things worse, than being murdered, by the hands of elusive, malicious reptilian-grey alien creatures.

What is worse than death at their hands,

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THE DEVIL’S WORK

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 is birth, again, at the hands of these creatures.

A very different endgame is unnaturally inherent after an alien abductee’s death

People, after physical death, go on to that other dimension that we all come from and go to, a dimension that we call, ” Heaven ” and

as spirits, we see Earth as a ‘school’ where we briefly reside, repeatedly, in a succession of many lifetimes in a physical body, to learn ” lessons ” that refine and hone our spirits.

But, as if lifetime abductions by aliens weren’t enough, imagine many series of lifetimes, husbanded by  reptilian-greys, which interfered with our soul’s transit.

They , not unlike demons, collect and garner souls and then later transfer the raw energy into soulless bodies that they’ve created, bypassing  God and our – natural recycling, within the planning of HEAVEN, _EARTH, _HEAVEN, _EARTH for our soul’s designed evolution.

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

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.

ETs and varied demonics specialize in such nighttime untoward imagery imposed

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..

When one is later temporarily ‘freed’ from their omnipresent proprietary meddling, one’s foggy and half-remembered normal other “dreams” settle back in.

Their constructs of astral worlds to entrap human spirits, deterred from “Heaven”, are brutal 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 .

Then, there is no intermediary Heaven for such souls, no reunion of kindred spirits, no blueprint of lessons drawn up by the soul, itself and approved by the Council of Elders, all under God’s aegis.

 

Imagine one’s struggle to awaken spiritually again, in another body with imposed amnesia again, but this time after time, no Heaven between lifetimes.

 

When greys say; “WE HAVE THE RIGHT”, in a response to abduction related complaints, it’s because they’ve invested so very much time in us; that’s exactly why they know so much about our previous lifetimes.

Creepy critters, mean-spirited and with a cop’s scum-bag sense of entitlement, prevail..

They are more interested in our spiritual essences ,than we are even aware of our spiritual essences.

(Mind-numbing religious posturing perfectly imitated by a toddler)

They can and do implant their own electromagnetic alien energies within humans, as ‘puppeteers, merge their soul energy with ours.

 ‘Where do you COME from?” asked by many abductees is blithely answered with, ‘We come from within”, with spiritual “walk-ins”,

 alien-reptilian energies implanted in aural energies and along  spinal columns, and this they refer to, as using humans as mere “containers.”

 

An arrogant proprietary timbre, that we ‘belong’ to them, that we are someone else’s very valuable property, prevails.

Ancient astronaut theories advance the revealing idea that all Old Testament “encounters” with a ‘vengeful divinity were sinister, masquerading reptilian aliens, authors of our physical beings, in craft above (“Heavens”)long held to see mankind as we view veal, and thus the kosher laws, were designed precisely as we feed Omaha cattle grain, for the ‘marbling’.

The Ark was an advanced technological weapon-communication contrivance, that our real God would never have needed or designed..

The true all-loving God is imbued within us and everything around us to be too easily discerned, and down a long hall and somewhere else other than the demanding, vengeful entity that helmeted the world’s idea of God, and whose craft violate our skies and whose technology even after 5,000 years, is still seemingly magical.

From Abraham, to Ezekiel, to Moses, these beings pretended to be G-d and they were and we still are, the Children of Israel, because children believe without question, what they’re told..

Just how is this demonic possessive-like alien magic accomplished?

 

In this case, I awaken to find myself placed, bolted and strapped into a large heavy padded metal chair in a round dimly lit room about 20 ft wide.

The small round room contains four such chairs in a circle with large van de Graaff Generator looking poles with round heads, about ten feet high and two feet thick, all standing tall between the chairs.

I can see across the room.

 

A huge hulking form of a man wearing a dark suit, sits opposite dead or me looking switched off. He hunches into another heavily padded metal chair and faces me.

 

Spectacular displays of what looks like white firework sparkler-like sparks fly straight up from these poles, high into the air ;

These sparks are quickly circled, cycled into a growing faster larger circle of white sparks above both of our heads, anticlockwise into  growing circle of more solid dazzling lights.

Parts of our soul energies are merged.

Then the sparkling circle of rotating lights is siphoned off into another hulking machine just beyond my sight.

Our energies have been stolen; parts of our souls have been stored for creating another soul into an alien created body form.

And worse, implanted alien energies, immature reptilians, feast from our energies.

A ghost, after all, is an electromagnetic fog of memory and personality.

This spiritual theft alien agenda gives new meaning to the concept of “a silent invasion”.

When humans see UFO craft in the skies above our cities they dully forget to evaluate the true purposes of the pilots within but focus instead on the craft itself as though some devious alien mind control were at play.

They could squash us like bugs but prefer to be elusive such that we are in a proverbial hall of mirrors with a quicksand floor when it comes to any clearer understanding of their motives for incessant abductions.

What we do know is that we are mere sheep for shearing, to them; we are used by them in the same way that remora and lamprey use prey, as parasitic denizens of the oceans.

It is the Devil’s work.

 

Afterward:

 

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

​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 bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.

THE NOONDAY DEVILS : UNDERSTANDING the ANXIETY ATTACKS

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.”)

Psychics well know that along with psychic gifts,  sometimes come awful penalties.

Part of the alarming nature of the unknown is its mysterious link to the known; I awaken

each night to a lewd exhibition of the merging.

I open my eyes and turn to see the digital alarm clock, sitting on the lamp table next to

my bed and see: 12:12, and 1:11 am, 2:22 am and 3:33 am and 4:44 am.

This distresses me so badly, upon awakening, that I cannot think; a wave of panic that

SOMETHING is awakening me, with alacrity, strikes me, as the calculated odds of

awakening each night precisely at those specific times is, without question,

astronomically impossible.

The message intended seems designed to throw me off balance, to keep me wrapped in

fearful confusion; it lets me know that I am being toyed with but yields no greater

insight.

It has taught me that when I sleep I wander amongst adept monsters and psychic beastly

company.

When I experienced panic attacks(long before I suspected I was a “sensitive” and that

free-floating-panic the soul’s reaction, to ‘intrusion’ psychically) smoking pot always

made the anxiety blossom and flower worse.

Sometimes after abductions, the inter dimensional door, left open, invites the gangster

fringe element of the spirit world, worse, sometimes, demons are thrown into the

equation as spite work, for attempts at thwarting abductions.

UFO craft send down scrambled molecules of beings, transporter lights, which

reassemble in  attics, bedrooms and backyards to allow abductions to be stealthy with a

technology beyond imagination,

physical “beam-downs” of critters, from Bigfoot to reptilians to small greys, a technology-  tactic that baffled the human minds,  of Mayan , Sumerian, Aztec and Biblical peoples who  were outright wrongly ‘told’, that it was surely, “God”..

At eight o’clock in December, it began for me.

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…

(Some of the most disguised UFOs appear as ‘airplanes’ that have false engine sounds attached to dissuade any notice, but they move in jumps and starts and reverse flight,  decoys that resemble conventional aircraft, an easy way to violate airspace’s without detection.

But abductees can sense an extreme ‘creepiness’, whenever small greys are local, nearby and soon-to-be around one..)

As my spirituality increases, it appears that I am become more of an increasing beacon, a porch light, for psychic moths and then bats, Dark Force entities.

Amazingly, NOT all of those negative energies afoot, earthbound, are human!

Some are reptilians.

One of my growing psychic sensitivities, an allergy of

sorts, is that as an early warning system, my skin burns locally with a painful ‘buzzing’,

when a negative thought entity intrudes upon my energies and starts a ‘connection.’

In such a moment, if sprayed holy water from a plant misting bottle fails to end the pain,

I seek a sometimes successful ethereal cleansing technique,  of using running

shower water to visualize a ‘wash’, of dark energy down the drain.

EMF connections are associated with the feeling of a ‘buzzing’, a pinch- painful ‘touch’ of  many predatory, stubborn,

unseen  ‘hungry’ entities.

One particular unseen inter-dimensional entity awed and baffled me when, rather than vanish, it used the

shower water’s energy to partially materialize, for a full moment or two to study me, an

energy lunch which actually resisted, and refused to be nibbled at.

It had suddenly drained energy from me, had burned my skin where connections

touched, and had buzzed me within, psychically; sudden, unprovoked sexual urges and

odd, negative ideation had surfaced.

These are two of the signature symptoms of all negative thought entities.

To my horror and disbelief, right next to me, under the shower’s waters, a creature had semi-materialized.

It had stared me right in the eye, had blinked and had looked again.

It stood under five feet upright, with catlike slit eyes, and had closely resembled a scaled

monitor lizard, in aspect and facial structure.

The reptilian had viewed me with its head tilted, cocked sideways, birdlike; it had

piercingly studied me with an alert intelligence that had radiated a proprietary curiosity.

After a few seconds, the creature had vanished.

Still under the shower’s waters, I had remained frozen, in sheer amazement and could

not believe my eyes; I had seen a creature that I had never imagined existed, similar in

construct to the raptor creatures, in Steven Spielberg’s film, “Jurassic Park”.

A youthful Draco reptilian E.T predator.

It had a proprietary and sinister demeanor and

like  cinema raptors, this short, upright standing reptile had an expression that

mirrored intense saurian intellect, a precise cross between a conscious man and a

physical reptile.

I had been horrified to glimpse a momentary semi- materialized, inquisitive, immature

reptilian ‘alien’, because it had long had a reputation in UFO literature and research, as

an inter dimensional bottom feeder, a sinister common parasite of human consciousness

and a clear overlord of all other alien entities, who often pilot UFO craft.

Their total impunity stems from their

molecular engineering,  in ‘nano-tech’,  exemplified by many of 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.

These beings perceive such creations of life merely as, “containers”, to supplant themselves within  such varied contrived minds and bodies.(Earthfiles.com)

Post abduction, alien abductee depredation, is done through implant energy drains and

by inserting alien energy astral attachments, within the layered human psyche, towards

a goal of partial or total, eventual possession.

After initial physical human abductions, reptilian/grey possessing energies are

subsequently deposited, not unlike the lamprey parasites that they are, within the

multi layered human psyche/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..

Aliens and their predatory relationships with mankind have always been here and

hollow Earth reptilians are as native and terrestrial to our planet as are thunderstorms;

they are the game wardens of this preserve that we call, ‘Earth, and like good game

wardens, they do not let the creatures within, suspect that it is, indeed, a preserve.

Reptilians, as evidenced by the shower incident, are inter dimensional, as well as inter

galactic and

use the same dimension that ghosts and demons use to enter and exit our

reality.

The lower Earth animal forms seen as reptiles, amphibians, insects, mantids are mirrored and

echoed by the higher technological forms which have been seen aboard craft who have lent their DNA to create this preserve.

We , too, are constructs of their creative meddling.

When people ask them,” Where are you from?” Where do you come from?”, they are

often oddly  told:

“We come from within”,

as ‘alien’ energies, planted deep within the multi layered human psyche/mind.

Evil’s definition of predatory, sinister and self-justifying is more than satisfied with these

overlord reptilian entities.

Imagine a city-scape of people, all of who have juvenile saurian parasites ethereally

attached to their spinal columns.

It lends a new meaning of present horror to the concept of a silent invasion.

These bizarre reptilian beings, highly technological, dimensional and intergalactic, use us much as we ride horses.

Unlike the hesitant touch of a lost negative earthbound human spirit, this unseen

reptilian had prevailed with sharpest painful burning, a  stronger negative entity, I

surmised, and  more persistent than anything, unseen, I had previously

psychically encountered.

Worse, it now seemed stuck like chewing gum, on the bottom of my psychic ‘shoe’.

Morning and night, this persistent horrid entity feasted on my energies like an unerring,

stubborn yellow jacket wasp, fancying me like a can of cola at a picnic with the same

insect stubbornness. .

Imposed nightmares were vivid and dazzling in the extreme.

I had taken that shower out of sheer desperation, and had glimpsed something most

certainly NOT human which had radiated a brilliance of intellect.

(most commonly seen round UFOs, are for human abductions and most pilot predators within are governed by  reptilians.)

I am  sure that my reptoid microcosm experience, one of anxiety, depredation and Dark Force

energy, reflects the greater historical human macrocosm, globally, by such unseen reptilian entities…

I  learned from these encounters, that anxiety, is the soul’s natural

reaction to psychic intrusion; sudden or slowly building free floating anxiety means that

something, an entity unseen, prying and opportunistic, has just entered your energies to peek within.

That took me a long time to deduce, wrestling with horrid anxiety.

Imagine the global implications of such a therapeutic insight, an abject relief to sufferers

of anxiety attacks,  a truth, down a long hall and somewhere else.

This assertion can be tested, simply:

One who experiences anxiety, a panic attack onset, can “order it, away!”, like a fly at

one’s mustache, “in the name of God”; the anxiety will abate immediately and then re-

surge again as the entity responds initially and withdraws and then floats in again.

As its nature is usually sinister, stubborn, and predatory, anxiety levels will climb again.

Repeat the procedure, but now,

with stronger insistence and with more anger.

Anxiety will abate, for a longer time, immediately.

Again, a wave of free floating anxiety will reestablish a foothold, anew, as demonic or

grey- reptilian,  or sinister Earthbound spirits intrude, approach within your energies, again.

Panic Attacks are psychic/telepathic intrusions, astral

hitchhiking, by mean-spirited ghosts, a reptilian or a variety of demoniac energies.

Like yellow jacket wasps at a picnic can of cola, this reptilian entity was unerring,

persistent and sinister; the anxiety and wild vivid “dreams” were mere symptoms, not

the disease, itself, which was reptilian telepathic intrusion and attack.

Knowledge is power, towards attaining spiritual independence.

This budding psychic’s encounter with a juvenile reptilian, when compared to an

encounter with an earthbound ghost, was like the difference between lightning, and a

lightning bug.

(POSTSCRIPT) :

No Fish Story, This

I awoke slowly, during the night, underwater; it was an experience that seemed so real, in sensory totality, that rather than a vivid dream, it must have been yet another nighttime OBE.

 These entities seemingly specialize in astral abductions. One’s car is stopped on a lonely road and one ascends into an overhead waiting craft as one watches one’s body in the car below recede from view…

I seemed to doze and float and breathe normally while immersed under a shallow pool  ten feet deep or under a narrow inlet. 

As I floated I slowly became dimly aware that ten or fifteen gray torpedo shapes which had  hovered nearby, now swam closer to me,  nearer than twenty or more feet away.

As I struggled to partially come to my still dull senses, they approached close by with discernible curiosity and I observed that a large school of inquisitive porpoises had come very close, now, within five feet, for a much better look at a half awake me.

At the very same instant that my mind made an attempt to seize upon my predicament, at that very moment, they started, startled away, en masse, as though they were suddenly privy to my mind, and all vanished into the water’s gloom.

 

Later, upon awakening in bed, I suddenly recalled a line, a sentence that I had very often repeated in my writings;

 

“In the spiritual hours between two and six o’clock, I have stumbled across many negative thought entities, who were also nighttime bedroom intruders; as for these energies and entities, I have sadly, met predominately sharks and never the porpoises..”

This experience not only underlined their meddling psychic omnipresence but a presumption on my part that this OBE was arranged at the hands of an alien creature with a literal sense of, or a rarified sense of humor…

 BIO:

Abductions and their remnant elusive memories have opened all this for Paul, a confirmed atheist, until he saw aliens float him out of his body, in his bed, at night. Then, he knew that they were interested in an essence he never suspected that he had; a 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 people, to avoid the death that they fear and to steal the spiritual recycling that we have.

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

““For we are fighting with people not made of flesh and blood, but against persons without bodies—evil rulers of the unseen world, those mighty satanic beings and great evil princes of darkness who rule this world, and against huge numbers of wicked spirits in high places.

Put on all God’s armor so that you will be able to stand safe.” Ephesians 6.