An Interview

An Interview With Paul Schroeder

Alien Abduction Defenses

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

Below are some of his questions:

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

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

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

The truth is down a long hall and somewhere else.

The Reality:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The ‘convenience dream’ clearly illustrates how this works.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

M* Enhancement of Mexican ET Cell Phone Video Frame

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(Scotland cave photo)

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

Fatigue

 

Headaches

Cold patches in the aura

Insomnia

Bad dreams and nightmares

Unexplained aches and pains

Anxiety and fearfulness

Depression

Obsessive/compulsive behavior

Self mutilation

Eating Disorders

Out of character behavior, especially angry outbursts

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

Drug addiction or alcoholism

Suicidal thoughts or actual attempts

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

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

To quote a contemporary;

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

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

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

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

Which is, in your opinion, the best?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Alien Manipulati​on of Chakras/ Kundalini Nerve Centers

A tapping, delicately, on my back. I am sitting up on a table, feeling gentle taps on my back, watching a series of images, myriad tables receding into infinity, like two mirrors facing each other.
 
Farmers milking cows; on each table, a person sits up and is examined by a small, slim, white, intent, fragile, large eyed creature. Their fingers probe lightly, gently, purposely, like playing a piano.

 
They are milking Chakras or Kundalini nerve centers, seven along each person’s spine. Their touches stimulate hidden DNA sequences as well as retrieve and store data and information along the length of the spinal chord, along a library of nerves.

Like ants milking aphids they spend careful time and effort, gently, delicately, fingering each spine in a long sequence of tables, like marionettes playing human harpsichords.
 
These manipulations of spinal nerves initiate secret, as yet unbidden DNA sequences, which dangerously age and disease and trouble the somatic body and mind of an abductee. (After an incident my finger and toe nails had to be trimmed twice every day; early sequences causes acceleration of aging and growth of certain cells.) 

There are horrible psychic and emotional results from activation of these spinal sequences too quickly as well. Inter dimensional leaking occurs; one senses other unworldly creatures and flirts with the beast of madness, itself.
 
Are we being programmed?

 
What is subtly being programmed, stored and retrieved In our spinal chords? We are Manchurian candidates of stellar proportions.
 
Inter dimensional bleeding through into our dimension? Pranks predominate. Objects disappear to return days later in strange places, and there’s always a powerful sense of being watched by large eyes.

 On a Tuesday afternoon in late June, 

I entered the back of the house, passed by enormous four foot wide, four foot tall flower pots, each weighing as much as a man, containing ten foot tall Canna plants, looking tropical in nature and in full bloom.
 
I opened the back door and entered the vestibule into the kitchen; I could not take another step. 

Glancing backwards, over my shoulder, I saw that both enormous pots had been turned over.

 

The wide elephant, ear-like leaves and tall orange-red flower tops now bloomed sideways, sprawled to the ground, in a fraction of a second. 

I became suddenly aware of a very untoward realization. I would likely need entity removal and aura cleaning and protection, as in addition to this poltergeist nonsense,

 I was besieged with elements of telepathic attack: nightly evil nightmares, a sense of pervading anxiety and a confluence of accidents and surgeries.
 
And all these experiences AFTER my sightings of UFOs and recalling some abductions.
 
Presence of mind is our greatest weapon, the ridicule factor, is their best defense. 

Who, in one’s ‘right mind’ can one even discuss these things with? Paper, is indeed, much more patient, than people.

 Why did things get worse?

 In deep despair and confusion, (the plants overturned, overwhelmed me with poltergeist shock that was so sudden and so profound), I stopped and prayed aloud for a spiritual sign.
 
Asks for a sign from God, “God, if there is a spirit world and it is real, and I can ask for protection, send me a sign: God, send me a white bird, up close and personal, in my face, on my window, as a sign.”
 
I put my whole heart and soul and angst into this prayer and minutes later, busy else where, I forgot it, as it promptly receded into the recesses of my mind.

 

The next day, on route to work, following the same path I always drive, I made a right turn, and high over the street of cars, I saw a cloud of some one hundred gulls, hovering, wheeling, circling overhead, as if attracted by garbage or a dumpster, although none was in evidence.

 As I glanced up at the raucous flock, one white gull swerved to within an inch of my windshield, glossed passed and made eye contact with me. It lasted maybe two seconds.
 
Preoccupied with driving and having totally forgotten my fervent spiritual request from the night before, I drove on, momentarily startled, but dully unaware of it’s significance.

 
After a strenuous day at work I returned home, lit a prayer candle and began to voice again my special request for a sign when I remembered the morning gull.
 
I HAD asked for a white bird on my window, up close and personal.
 
Had I been given that sign the very next morning? I decided to be skeptical but not cynical.

What would be a critical test?

I decided that If I saw any gulls in the area anywhere while in transit on the way to work for the next two weeks, I would know that it was a coincidence or a quirk of fate, not a sign that I asked for.

Repeatedly, in my minds-eye, I was haunted with an odd afterimage, a close up of the birds black beadlike eye. Why was the black eye of that bird, which whizzed passed so fast, so fixed in my mind?
 
For two weeks, each day, I scanned the horizon and landscape for a sign of gulls hovering, as I believed a flock so large would certainly reappear somewhere.
 
I never saw one bird.
 
I decided that I had been given a wonderful sign and it has given me the courage and the confidence to feel protected in this fight against the unseen harassing entities.

Illustration by Matthew Whiting.

THE HAUNTED LORD BALTIMORE RADDISON HOTEL

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

I ran into a paranormal wall.

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

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

“Nope” , “Sorry”, “Unsatisfactory”.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I thought it so sad.

Ghosts almost always say, “Please help me.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Radisson Lord Baltimore Hotel 

Another Account: 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sincerely,

Amy “

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

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

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

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

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

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

Paul Schroeder

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

How To Develop A Paranormal Mind : Twelve

Readings

by Paul Schroeder

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

evidences required to open a mind closed to these possibilities.

Two other amazing books about demonic possession,

past life

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

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

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

investigator.

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

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

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

W.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

subject of human possession by solely Earthbound spirits and is

essential grist for any worthy mind’s mill.

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

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

each incarnation, by Helen Wambach,

splendid reading about her

remarkable findings after her regression of over a thousand patients.

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

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

destiny.”

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

beings by repeated spiritual tampering, causing ‘symptoms’ easily

misdiagnosed and misunderstood as psychological dysfunction by

an uneducated psychoanalytic community.

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

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

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

attachments made by errant alien beings seeking retirement

sanctuary within humans.

Many psychiatrists have now begun to understand these

phenomenon and to incorporate therapy towards this previously

unrealized reality.

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

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

These volumes of knowledge, above mentioned,

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

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

painfully ignorant of influences from unseen, dark entities.

NEW-AGE PSYCHIC SYLVIA BROWNE

Trust New Age Psychic Sylvia Browne ?

I am naturally cynical about ANY new age psychic these days and for a solid, good reason.

Fifteen years ago, on a Thursday night, at bedtime, I was meditating on angels and

protective prayers, right before sleep.

I tried a creative self healing metaphysical technique learned from someone I admired,

Sylvia Browne.

After many abductions I suddenly suffered from enigmatic, diagnosed degenerative spinal

disease of my neck’s seven discs.

Chronic neck and arm pain would be alleviated, psychic Sylvia Brown assured me, if I

followed her directions for creating a “Healing Room” where healing spirits could enter, a

comfortable ornate room within which a spiritual healer could enter to heal you.

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Publisher’s Note. I emailed Paul and asked for clarification as to how this information was given you him. The following is his answer: From a phone counseling session that was singularly pricey; if I recall, it ran several hundred dollars for a forty minute session..

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She had me carefully create a mental construct of such a “room” with a healing table in the

center, which was surrounded by comforts, technology, decor and objects that I might ever crave.

I was assured by her “that healing would be easier if I asked for healing for only one part of

my body” and she told me to ” not be afraid of the healer when I was approached as the healer would be from God.”

My mind reeled in anticipation and expectation of a spiritual experience.

I was instructed that the time and effort I put into creating it, even into the ornate wood

design of the handles on the central table, would pay off.

The ‘central table was a healing table’ and I was to lay upon it after many active visualizations made the room crystal clear and vivid, mentally.

The idea, she said was

“that if I took time, in fine detail, to build it, a healer will more easily be able to come.”

I focused on love and light and gratefulness and radiated positivism, awaiting angelic help.

The room was warm and replete with ebony and mahogany wood armchairs and paneling

and floors, heavy red curtains draped high windows and  crystal clocks on fireplace mantels and chandeliers festooned the ceiling near a large fireplace.

There were other metaphysical preparations involving washing and imbuing myself with different colors.

One must needs visualize stained glass windows of varied colors to infuse and envelope one, in healing sequence:

GREEN, RED, BLUE and PURPLE

 It was, she said, proven and assured medical-spiritual healing involved metaphysics.

Sadly, however, results were instant, nightmarish and horrid.

I awoke in sleep , to find found myself floating and saw that I was among small medical grey aliens, aboard a craft, in a small, white, medical room.

In the center of a circular room was a larger grey, an alien doctor in whites and by him a grey attending nurse, also in whites, and both were absorbed in reading a chart on a clipboard.

 At first, they seemed that they  were unaware of my presence.

Then he turned, suddenly and without my saying a word he then addressed me and said,

 “Oh,so you want your back healed, do you?!”

He growled in rage and in a flash was on top of me, having traversed the room in quick jumps like a jumping spider.

I relaxed expecting healing but as he lay on top of me he squeezed my spine, very hard, and out of body be began hurting me.

I awoke in bed, at once, now, in my physical body, but in sudden severe pain, hollering.

 I have been crippled with additional herniated discs since then, and M.R.I.s disclose that  ALL of my spinal discs, save one, are apparently herniated and desiccated.

I have been hobbled and though variously ofttimes am able, I have been  largely unable to move without assistance, since that moment.

One’s mind reels to imagine who is in truth and in actuality behind our spiritual blueprints and behind our spiritual ‘curtains’…

POSTSCRIPT:

During one abduction episode,

I have eyeball-to-eyeball seen, and felt, small dark greys , in a wide storage-type room

control (with telepathic broadcast TERROR)  enslaved human children ( all boys about

ten years of age) who ran to fast unload loaded conveyor belts and then fast ran to then

pile retrieved goods up, during one God-awful abduction.

Slavery of children , in   that

observed microcosm , reflects a wider predatory macrocosm interaction, with mankind,

certainly and without a doubt, to my mind.

NIGHTMARES : TELEPATHIC ATTACKS

THE SIGNATURE SYMPTOM OF DEMONIC PSYCHIC / TELEPATHIC ATTACKS :

 NIGHTMARES

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

by Paul Schroeder

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

dreams’ simply doesn’t make the grade.

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

called, ‘sleep’, OBE astral assaults.

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

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

fascinate, keep awake and exhaust unsuspecting young minds.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

immobilized in pain, horror and fully panic struck!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

hardly breathe.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That brought fierce reptoid beings into my very psyche.

POSTSCRIPT:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

by Paul Schroeder

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

<Edited by Robert D. Morningstar>

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Morphosis

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

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

All bodies die, but the soul does not.

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

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

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

These people characteristically fear physical injury more than spiritual injury.

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

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

Are ghosts ‘lost souls’?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Love Heals

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

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

Another essential self-defense rule?

Unlearn fear as fear feeds and empowers bullying negative entities.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Repeat this process until you feel clear.

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

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

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

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

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

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

ALIEN BASES ON THE MOON

by Paul Schroeder

NASA’s and the NSA’s CONSPIRACY

A book review

Alien Bases on the Moon

NASA, as an acronym, stands for, ‘ Never a Straight Answer’.

To those in the know there is indisputable and overwhelming evidence of Alien visitation to Earth and to our Moon; to those who refuse to know, there will never be enough evidence.

‘Fred Steckling, author of the book, We Discovered Alien Bases on the Moon II, reveals startling details never discussed by scientists or researchers or the mass media.

It is a wondrous and chilling story one has often heard in conspiracy chat rooms, online, a story many reputable sources over the years have reported, sources who have worked for or been linked with NASA.

For safety’s sake, for their personal protection, and other obvious reasons one would always disguise their real names. Their identities are now revealed to some extent in Stickling’s book.

However, the list below, is a small portion of this information, all from three famous NASA people.

They all report the same thing.

Not only are UFOs prevalent in our skies and Alien beings involved in human abductions but these Alien also frequent our Moon in established ‘bases’.

Photographs reveal:

There are buildings on the Moon.

There is mining equipment on the Moon.

Photos, NASA photos, do exist which clearly show evidences of both of these.

Hundreds, more likely thousands of NASA photos have been ‘tampered” with so the public stays in the dark.

NASA’s careful use of airbrushes have continually edited out, removed flying saucers and other UFOs, long before any such photos were released to the public or to the press.

Onboard mission film, taken by astronauts, clearly show UFOs, IFOs, Alien Vehicles and Alien mining camps.

The NSA, an often diabolically secret agency, uniformly screens all photos before their release to the public from NASA.

This book has obtained photos from mission sources who kept private photos, untouched up.

From the very beginnings of our space program everything that NASA has launched has been closely monitored by at least one Alien culture, according to ex NASA officials.

Missile tracking radar for our space missions has often mistakenly ‘locked onto’ a UFO instead of our missile, after such Alien craft wandered in too close for a look.

When that has happened, it has taken NASA time and effort to shift that ‘locking track’ back onto our missiles and away from the close by Alien monitoring craft. This has happened many times.

According to Steckling, NASA knew much about alien’ activity on the Moon long before Armstrong, Aldrin, and Collins ever set foot on it.

Edwin Aldrin, at one point, found evidence that we were NOT THE FIRST to arrive on the moon.

After first seeing and then taking photographs of footprints in the lunar soil, Aldrin then saw the beings that made the footprints:

“Alien Vehicles flew within 50 feet of a U.S. space vehicle for one full Earth orbit and then the AV departed…”

This happened while Aldrin was present.

No astronaut who has seen AVs or ETs is allowed to talk about it, even amongst themselves.

If they do, they surely violate a non disclosure agreement with NSA and with NASA and “may be fined, publicly humiliated, imprisoned, or have all pensions and future salaries taken away.”

One astronaut stated: “ At no time, when the astronauts were in space were they alone: there was a constant surveillance by UFOs. “– Scott Carpenter

Commander Young, Apollo 10, “ Boy, I never saw anything like that, it seems the colors of Alien craft are different on the backside of the Moon; they seem lighter, primarily because of the reflectiveness. They’re shades of white, black and brown.”

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Commander Cernan, Apollo 10 “ The centers of some of the craters appear as if they may be radioactive. They just glow in the very dim light.”

Astronaut Borman, “ It looks like clouds down there.”

NASA’s Dr. John Freeman reported that instruments left on the moon by Apollo 12 and 14 detected lunar water geysers lasting 14 hours. “The moon is still actively quaking and still actively venting gas. Atmosphere and pressure must exist in order to support cloud formations, and gravity to sustain that atmosphere….”.

The book details some twenty other astronaut’s observations of these Alien Moon bases and continues on to discuss how such a secret is so cleverly kept from an essentially non inquiring press and public.

Conspiracies which have seemed outlandish and bizarre congeal into a present day accepted reality within the covers of this book.

While the U.S. has had some documents about aliens and their UFOs released under the Freedom of Information Act (FOIA) many of them have been cryptic and have had sections of them blacked out.

With its policies of secrecy for “reasons of national security”, created from the National Security Act of 1947, the United States government and military have maintained a posture of official denial.

This flies in the face of volumes of Alien UFO testimony and Alien UFO research and the general public has been criminally deceived.

The following testimonies are direct quotes from these very International and American fearless heroes who have personally encountered alien craft while on missions:

Cosmonaut Victor Afanasyev

“It followed us during half of our orbit. We observed it on the light side, and when we entered the shadow side, it disappeared completely. It was an engineered structure, made from some type of metal, approximately 40 meters long with inner hulls.

The object was narrow here and wider here, and inside there were openings. Some places had projections like small wings. The object stayed very close to us. We photographed it, and our photos showed it to be 23 to 28 meters away.”

Cosmonaut Afanasyev commented on sightings of an alien UFO sighting that occurred while traveling to the Solyut 6 space station, April of 1979.

Buzz Aldrin

NASA: What’s there?

Apollo11: These “Babies” are huge, Sir! Enormous! OH MY GOD! You wouldn’t believe it! I’m telling you there are other spacecraft out there, Lined up on the far side of the crater edge! They’re on the Moon watching us!

Radio broadcast from Apollo 11 on the Moon on July 21, 1969

“Now, obviously, the three of us were not going to blurt out, ‘Hey Houston we got something moving along side of us and we don’t know what it is,’ said Aldrin.

“We weren’t about to do that, cause we know that those transmissions would be heard by all sorts of people and who knows what somebody would have demanded that we turn back because of Aliens or whatever the reason is, so we didn’t do that but we did decide we’d just cautiously ask Houston where, how far away was the S-IVB?

And a few moments we decided that after a while of watching alien craft it was time to go to sleep and not to talk about it anymore until we came back and underwent debriefing.”

Astronaut Aldrin who commented right after the Apollo 11 flight.

Neil Armstrong

Excerpt made from a statement in October 1999.

“It was incredible, of course we had always known there was a possibility, the fact is, we were warned off by the Aliens!!. There was never any question then of a space station or a moon city. I can’t go into details, except to say that their ships were far superior to ours both in size and technology – Boy, were they big!…and menacing! No, there is no question of a space station! “ ‘

This is a book for crass debunkers to purchase and read as the photos alone open the door in closed minds, just a crack, enough to prevent that door from being ripped off its hinges later on.

If only closed minds came with closed mouths……

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

THE SIGNATURE SYMPTOM OF DEMONIC PSYCHIC / TELEPATHIC ATTACKS :

 NIGHTMARES

by Paul Schroeder

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

POSTSCRIPT:

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

Art courtesy (Earthfiles.com)

AN ALIEN ABDUCTEE TURNS THE TABLES ON AN ABDUCTION

TAKEN : AN ALIEN ABDUCTEE TURNS THE TABLES ON AN ABDUCTION

 by Paul Schroeder

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

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

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

They had hunted coyote there before,

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

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

they had shot and killed two, that evening.

But soon they had been prey and not predator.

A craft had appeared overhead.

It had appeared from nowhere, instantly.

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

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

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

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

The large black eyes strangely had compelling power.

“You will not remember!”

But he had remembered..

He had felt pain unlike any ever imagined and he screamed

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

“This will not hurt.”, they had said.

But agony had suffused lines and channels throughout his body.

Terror, rage and pain had overcome him.

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

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

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

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

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

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

” Let’s find some shade.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

but the pillows had

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

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

grip.

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

He had tightened his grip and had squeezed hard until

something brittle had snapped in the creature’s neck.

Suddenly the scene had changed:

He saw his whole family, brother, mother and

father surgically eviscerated, but alive and in tears.

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

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

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

distract him.

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

loosened his grip.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To  live unburdened by an insatiable curiosity to comprehend the

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

amazing thing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

and form.’  one abductee wrote.

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

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

the human soul/ mind.

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

Many researchers have gleaned

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

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

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

“It was only just a dream.”

And the world, is very much like that.

Author’s note:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and behind our spiritual curtains.

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

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

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

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

abductees personal narrative experiences, an insistence

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

POSTSCRIPT:

:

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

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

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

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

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

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

BIO:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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