A TAPPING … by Paul Schroeder

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.

A tapping, delicately, on my back.

 

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 and 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.

 

(Illustration by Matthew Whiting.)

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.

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, dis-corporate alien souls, stuck to our energies, who bring a new meaning to the concept of a silent invasion.

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UFO and ALIEN DISCLOSURE? : A FROG PARABLE

by Paul Schroeder

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

 

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

Major Gordon Cooper:

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

Donald Slayton:

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

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

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

Robert White:

 

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

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Eugene Cernan:

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

Neil Armstrong:

 

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

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

Scott Carpenter:

 

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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

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

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

But these truths are not self evident to we

 

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‘frogs’, who now dwell in abject ignorance about this mind boggling, greater truth:

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

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

and he died.

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