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On this morning, the second day after Easter, (and this is the day of sending my papers to Family Radio, after I go to Willits to piece together and photocopy them) I awoke out of a dream where I was talking to Family Radio on the cell phone out in the grape vineyard, and my brothers and others were hoeing and tying grapes. Some of the grapes had small silver saucers covering the hoed circle around them, with the plant growing through the center. (The circle ditch was for holding water, and to remove weeds.) I was telling Family Radio over the phone, “Some people say he is the Grinch who stole Christmas, or old stories about werewolves, and that is how those stories were made.” My brother then said “You should not have said that, that is blasphemy.” In the dream then, a song was playing on the radio: “God is Speaking.” Right then I woke up and heard three dull pounding sounds, like a person is hitting a wooden beam downstairs. I look, and there is nobody downstairs.
Later my brother came up to the shed I was now living upstairs in, and I told him about the three pounding noises. He just couldn't accept what I was trying to tell him and tried to say it was this or that. It is always impossible to get people to take me seriously.
Family Radio is the religious radio station I'm trying to convert. They don't believe God is responsible for anything unusual in the world today. They think it's all the work of Satan.
THE ROOM UPSTAIRS
I was living in the room upstairs then. That is where I lived for about a year, after the major encounter. It was a comfortable place to get the story written and start the letter sending project. I wasn't a very good writer then, and the story was hand written with a pen, then shrunk down on a copy machine, and then printed by a small printer up in Willits. That is how I sent out the 12000 letters. Most of the work was folding the letters and finding all the addresses in books at the library. Many letters were sent to religious publications. I had to travel to larger libraries to locate some of the other state's phone books to find the biggest churches' addresses. There are so many churches, it was impossible to reach everyone. Eight hundred letters went to gospel radio stations.
While living in the upper room, I also was still getting to know the spirit more. It has been an on-going process.
CHILDHOOD MEMORIES
The words "Yeah, yeah, you’re good, you’re good" are from them. I used to say "Yeah yeah" all the time when speaking with them. They would pat me on the chest and head and arms and legs and stomach and neck and hands. I can remember that, for that is what came back to me when they first came back on the first night. They unlocked that part in my brain, and that is why I have such a deep love and respect and loyalty.
I can remember one vague vision before it all started, of what were glowing arms reaching down to grab me. I was a baby lying there, and glowing heads were just a vague picture, but I knew it was them, for there was this scene in my mind, and all the love with the arms reaching out.
When you wrap your right arm over the top of your head and tilt your head to your right: this is from them also.
And I realized that the way I wave my hand is to hold it the way I saw the hand in the vision. That is the way we used to say “Good bye.” I actually hold my hand still, when waving "good buy" or saying "Howdy" to people; the same way an Indian holds his hand up in greeting, and says "How." I said "How" when I asked them how they got here.
SECRETS
They must know secrets of the subconscious that we don’t understand, for have you heard that we only use five percent of our brain, and our subconscious is a sleeping giant. I know in my case I have led a life with them and never knew it until now. A lot of the mysteries of myself have come to light, but not all; for I still can’t exactly remember what their faces look like, although I have a feeling one is a lady with a thin face and skinny, for sometimes when I see a certain similar person, there is deep love and sorrow.
Also, sometimes I keep thinking “Am I forgetting something," or "Don’t forget anything.” I am trying slowly to learn more. It takes time.
Often the thought "scratchy scratchy " keeps coming. This might be related to the fact that I am writing everything down, but I would use this idea when slightly upset sometimes. I would say, "I'm feeling scratchy, Jeeze," in a little boy whining way. I have the feeling I have been counseled, and have parts that have broken out of the subconscious. It is odd, because certain repetitive thoughts just come sometimes.
Another thought that came a while later was "cracked." I would speak to them and say "No, I'm not cracked." Other times when feeling upset, I would say "Cracky... I'm feeling cracky." It is just a word that held a certain idea that needed to be constantly worked on, and was a way of speaking with them, because they are always there. Another word was "gak gak." This was a choking type of sound that made me feel good when saying it, and released tension.
THE FLYWHEEL
Had the feeling of a fly wheel while the 91st Psalm is read: Woke up in the middle of the night and on the radio right then was being read the 91st Psalm, and spoke of sitting at God’s table. During that I had a vision of very high speed fly wheels spinning, that were rather thin and spinning so fast that you could just feel it, the force and the vibration and a whine. First there was a horizontal one just screaming, although not actually but more like a humming vibration, and then there was a vertical one, and then another horizontal one, and I could actually see it as a vague glowing orange white-edged thin disk with a axle in a maybe a box, but not really; for I just could feel the intense hum and force of the tremendous speed and could even see the wheel glowing with such speed, and also the axle was visible; and this was happening while wide awake and the 91st Psalm was being read on the radio. (Family Radio) Then I realized that this must be another message from God, for the messages always come in three's. What the meaning of the fly wheels spinning is, we can only wait to find out.
Although I was waiting for a further message, that appears to be the message in full, for there were three different similar fly wheels in one message. This must mean the message is complete: Three equals purpose or Communion.
Three days and three nights Jonah was in the belly of the whale. This might be related to being in a flying saucer. Three days and nights Christ was in the heart of the earth.
GODS MOUNTAIN
There are two other things I would like to tell you on this Easter Sunday, for I truly hope I can get everything out and over with. I did brush my teeth and take a shower last night, for I thought they might pay me a visit, but that did not happen; for in the past I always wanted to be presentable.
Last night I thought of the mountain I spoke of earlier, that the sun and moon rise on, and I had the dream of the little cloud rising up behind and taking off like a saucer with the moon next to it, (but did not take off.) Anyway, that is the largest mountain in the valley, and can be seen from all over the valley. I call it God’s mountain. Well, that mountain totally burned this year for the first time since I’ve lived here since 1962. This happened about four months before the encounter, a little before the grape harvest. They said the cause was a tractor plowing in a field which hit a rock that sparked.
There were three helicopters, three large borade bombers and many trucks, and the fire was spreading toward Potter Valley.
A little later that year, my whole place burned up; only all my junk, trees and everything. Well, it was later after my place was cleaned up that I was going to hike to the top of the mountain. I have hiked that mountain before and had been up most of the small creeks, and found little waterfalls, and had swam in the small pools.
On this one day sometime in late November, I was going to hike to the top of the mountain and never really made it, but instead on the way up went up a unexplored section of creek and found a holy place, it seems, where there was a rock slab laying like a table under the face of a slightly overhanging cliff of a rock.
I thought it was a perfect bed and such a nice arrangement, and laid down on it once, and even put a rock on either side that was like an oil lamp; for there are some rocks that have nice little pockets or natural holes in them, and I put one at the head of the slab and one at the foot. Can you believe the thought of Jesus even came to mind then?
This place is on private property, but I can take a picture for you. I can also take one of the south end parking lot of Lake Mendocino. (The red sea scene setting that was given in a vision the night prior to the visit to Heaven.)
So anyway, I finally find the sacred place, and I told you what happened a few months later. Could it be that the spirits led me there unconsciously?
14 OR MORE YEARS
Another story was that, when reading the apostle Paul, and he kept saying, “You are an apostle,” I just felt he was speaking "directly" to me; and you know how complicated some of the Acts are to comprehend. (Later I found out that Acts was written by the apostle Matthew.) Well, there came a verse that said "14 or more years ago, a person came to you who was of God, but had the devil in him." Well, I thought back and realized that exactly a little over that time, my neighbor and I picked up a guy and a girl dressed in white robes alongside the freeway.
They carried “nothing” with them and would travel like Jesus did, and they were very hungry. The guy was very angry acting and righteous and said “Throw away your leather, brother,” and claimed to not have sex, and no possessions. He made me angry with him because he was hostile and kept saying, “Throw away your leather, brother and turn from your evil ways.” This guy was too much, and I later regarded him as a angel sent by God to test me even before I read Acts.
And while reading Acts, it went on to say, “We have come to you three times now brother, and trust you will not turn away.” And I “knew” that it was talking directly to me, for three times I have fallen in and out of serious relationship with God.
The people in the white robes said “Jesus drives an old green Chevy pickup truck and smokes Bugle roll your own cigarettes, and lives in North Carolina.” I said “No way, I don’t believe that, that’s blasphemy.” He said “Yeah," and he went up to heaven,” and I’m not sure what else, but I think he said he sat at Gods table and possibly even the red sea scene, because I know he said they were all wearing white robes, and there was a group of people in white robes, and I think he said that he was waving a stick. Yes, this is true, and he did say he sat at God’s table. And these people who dress in white robes travel wherever the Lord leads them and whoever takes them in. Sometimes they go hungry, for they carry nothing with them except Bugle cigarettes. I asked, “What about cancer?,” but he didn’t believe that’s what caused it. They tell everyone to kill no animals of any sort, not even a mosquito, have no sex, have no possessions. It was a little hard to put up with this guy, but I learned a lot about myself, even after all these years.
Like the fire: he was a blessing in disguise, or should I say, “a blessing in the skies?” I’m going to find this guy if possible.
SYMBOLS ON RINGS
The day before this dream, I saw a “ring” in a book that was like this.
( Figure 12.) That night, after watching "Sightings"
on TV, and hearing of there being symbols on some UFO parts, and also seeing the ancient
symbol on a ring in a book, I went to sleep. The next morning I had a dream of many
symbols on rings, 
( Figure 13.) and all the
symbols in the dream were on rings, all in a row. The most evident was a five-pointed star
with a dot on each tip of a different color.There was a triangle, and the one of three lines crossing with a loop on the top of the perpendicular line, (like the one I saw in the book the day before.) There were other rings with other designs, and the one of the five-sided star with colored dots on the tips stood out the most. One of the colors was black, and also red, green, yellow, and blue. There was also a square with dots on the corners. Some other designs were a rectangle, a circle, diamond, etc. I also saw rings with designs of two, three, and four lines intersecting, with dots on the tips. I think all the other dots were either gray or white.
GUILT
On May 19th I was asking the spirits for a message, for it has been a long time since receiving one. The next morning I awoke and was feeling very guilty because I said the bible is outdated. Had a waking dream of looking under a house and noticed a cement slab with earth falling away under the slab that was the floor. Realized that if the floor cracked, the whole corner from the roof down would crack.
Realized the need for a perimeter foundation. The thought came in my head: “The Bible is the cornerstone.”
Had another vision of seeing a golden egg the size of an avocado in a shallow hole, while walking alongside the railroad tracks by the river, near the center of the valley. (This was the spot where I found a red arrowhead one time.) Reached down and grabbed the golden egg, and was very covetous of it. Then was looking into a deep square pit maybe six by six and fifteen feet deep. There was a pig that was roasted and strung out on a metal grate down there, and maybe it was just a skin, and there was rushing water under it. I read in one book that a pit represents guilt. (Dreams: God’s Forgotten Language by John A. Sanford. • Note 4.)
Do you think God is creating these waking dreams? I don’t feel that I am capable or smart enough, for there is much thought and symbolism behind this.
SKULL MOUNTAIN
Dear Jerry, (Jerry Ettinger, the night watchman at Family Radio,) I have heard that Redwood Valley is a UFO hot spot that is on record by the U.S. Government as one of many sightings. My ex-boss from the Redwood Valley store has a book he bought at a garage sale that says this. I’ll send you a copy if he can find it. Also, he claims to have seen strange lights twice.
Also, and this is going to be hard to believe: but the large mountain that I said I called "God’s Mountain," where I found a rock slab under a slightly over-hanging cliff that reminded me of a bed and was a special holy place with oil lamps... well, that mountain and the ranch is known as the "Skull Mountain Ranch," and can you believe that it fits the story of "the place of the skull" (Golgotha?)
EVIL EYE
A dream someone and I are cooking coffee in the upstairs room. She and her brother are in the sand. Someone writes a message that is only her brother, because I thought it was her boyfriend. She is getting washed into the river by the rapids. Her brother says over the intercom, "Come and sit with us... get to know us and watch the view by the river." There is a coffin covered with an old sheet, and someone says "She was looking for the holy scriptures but found the coffin. I sit with her and her brother, and she French kisses me a little and I'm sexually in love with her. We walk away and I say "Pepsi is in the lead" to her brother. Then I hear that buzzing noise, and she walked a different direction up a stairs that I missed. I accidentally walk down into a room where I feel I am accosted by an evil person who tickles me under the arm, then grabs me and stares with a evil eye into my face. I see graffiti carved into the wood of the roof beams. I swing back with this person and drive him into the wall of the room next to us. He is staring me in the eyes and won't let go. I am terrified and swing him around and want to fight him and am more angry then afraid. He is still staring, and then I wake up in shock with anger.
FLYING MACHINE
I remember now the dream of the flying machine, when I was younger; maybe around twelve. (This was one of the long lost screen memory dreams that came after the major dream of the purple light with the supernatural buzzing effect.) It landed on our property and came swooping out of the sky. My dad and I went out to look at it in the field down by the small creek, and I think we went for a ride. I remember seeing it traveling across the sky. It was a big convertible white car, like a fifty's Buick or Cadilac, and there was a man in the driver's seat, waiting for me to get in. I might have been sitting in it with him. The car was laying on a slight uphill grade pointing East, which is the direction of the mountain range that was on fire in the other very old screen memory dream.
I remember the dream of the mountain on fire in the East, and there were huge patches of fire and smoke. (This dream was in my early teens or earlier.)
I remember the dream of driving a motorcycle on the mountain through the woods on roads and paths, and then down to the secret lake, the freeway and house.
There was the dream of the railroad cars that I was riding on, and I was on them where the engines meet. I might have been trying to climb up to get in the door, and ride inside with the engineer. The whole train was vibrating from the diesel engines, and it was warm in the cab. I had this feeling.
All these dreams came back in a flood of memory, right after the very shocking dream of the bright purple light that got me, and I woke up buzzing. I started recalling them all at once, while getting ready to eat breakfast that same morning.
There were later a few other just recent train related dreams. One was of hanging on to a flat car swinging on the side from one to another as the train approached the bridge over the river and center of the valley. The movement and power of the train could be felt, as the ground passed by, and there was an adrenaline rush. The other dream was of me crossing the tracks on the road, and I saw a cat to my right, and then saw the trains moving searchlight suddenly in the dark, casting a beam in wide moving circles blinding and shocking me as it came from the left off the grade. Then I saw that it was the tall boss man on his backhoe driving down the tracks. He is the same tall Father figure that was sitting at God's table with me. He even drives a backhoe in real life. (Recall that I had "three" Father figures in my walk with God in Heaven.)
THE BUDDHA BOY IN A BOX
Most of the early dreams weren't dated, because I didn't have it together then, and hadn't really planned on writing a book at first, but had it in the back of my mind. I wasn't a writer, and started off taking notes just the way it happened. I was still adjusting to the what was happening, but most of the early dreams are pretty much in order though.
Although I forgot the first part of this dream, I think there was a girl and a chair and a small glowing red stone in the darkness being moved or something, and it was to her right. Then there was the clear image at the end of the Buddha boy in the box, with the small mound like mountain above the box. This was one of the very first dreams that set me on the road to tell others.
( Figure 13A.) The mound
above the door of an early Spanish style mission looked the same. There was also a bright
red small garnet stone on his right, in the box now, and the background was black all
about. (When I was a kid, my parents called me "Buddha," because I had a pot
belly. My dad also had a lot of red garnets and green peridots he had found in Arizona and
New Mexico while being a doctor on the Navaho reservation.) This Buddha boy dream image
was one of the first significant dreams in making me realize they were starting to speak
again. It was a little after this, when the visions of the right angle frames, and many
other important visions and speaking started happening, and I realized they wanted me to
tell the churches. For about a month after the major encounter, everything died down, and
then they came back againASSORTED DREAMS
There was a dream I was flying over the lake.
Another dream of being under water in the lake and breathing and not afraid.
There have been two occasions about a month and a half later, where it seems I had very sexual dreams, and this might of been the night I got the small cut on my finger. I had to think back when I discovered the small scar, and think it happened then.
An image of me standing at the garden gate, and gazing down the path toward the little square house with the door, window, and chimney. There is a warm glow inside the window and hedges and borders of stones around the house. There was a straight path, a curve above the white gate, and a latch on the gate.
TRUE BELIEVERS
Read Ezekiel 9: 4 , and the day is Feb. 4 or 5, 1993.
In a dream last night, two guys were talking about Jesus, and his friends stood by his side. One, I think said "David," was his close companion whom Jesus had much respect for. Maybe John also. I said "Oh really, I haven't got that far in the Bible," and didn't realize that yet. One of the guys said something about unbelievers, and I became suspicious they were talking about me, and said "Oh yea, well I went on a flying saucer and walked in a temple with him. One guy said "I believe it," for they were true believers, and kept on talking, and I couldn't get a word in. Woke up this morning and realized it was a dream.
FAVORITE SONGS
Some songs that really fit the situation then were: "He hideth my soul in the cleft of the rock, that shadows a dry thirsty man... He carries me there in the depths of his love and covers me there with his hand."
Why have you chosen me? I am led to know, that a God like you should love me so..
Lord let me be what you want me to be, your word I will try to obey, my life I now give, for you I shall live, and walk by your side all the way." These songs and others were the ones that played during the nights of the encounter, and sometimes now. (I don't hear these songs anymore.) They used to pipe the music in, if you can believe that.
THE "BEEP"
Once in the middle of Oakland coming back from a wine delivery trip, was a "beep" when I was upset and lost, and that really calmed me. After that I met a black man who helped me find my way out by guiding me to the right road. I gave him a bottle of wine, and really felt a brotherly love when we parted.
There was a person in Willits I gave a dollar to, and soon after heard the "beep," and felt a brotherly love for my fellow man. Right before the beep, I was untrusting and not giving a un-judgmental self.
Another time I heard the beep was when listening to the radio, and Brother Camping said "He will come without warning, and the day of the Lord's judgment will be like a thief in the night." A "beep" in the left ear was heard right after that.
Another time was a beep while driving down the Willits grade near "The Church of the Golden Rule" turn off, by the "Hart Arrow Ranch." I was thinking then about the dwarf's head I had one vague vision of, and was thinking of Whitley Strieber's book "Communion." I thought "Is that really you guys?", and then heard the beep.
It is a high pitch ringing, almost like a tuning fork, that can be heard even over the motorcycles engine and rushing wind, and seemed to come from within my head and on the right side, but is usually heard on the left. It sort of starts up and goes for about three seconds and then fades. It has gone longer when first hearing it, for sometimes at night my ears would be constantly ringing in a buzzing while I lay in bed. This would sometimes happen when I would start asking questions, and forcing answers, and all I would hear was just a constant ringing in the center of my head. This was different from the beep, but was almost too loud, and I was worried this wouldn't go away. This happened a few times when starting to go to sleep, right around the time I was learning about how they speak with the beep. This doesn't happen anymore. Now I don't try to force questions and answers, and use, or become dependent on this beep, but let it come only when it will, and catch me off guard.
It is "his will" that will be done. When the time and circumstances are right, the message will come. When a beep is heard, you have to reflect back on what was "just" being thought. It can calm you from a difficult situation, or can give a deep truth. As is seen later, it can be related to a "setting just seen," or something that was "just" on the TV or radio. It can also be a thought "just" thought.
When the beep first started happening, at odd times, I didn't realized it was a way of speaking. I missed a lot of riddles back then, because I didn't reflect on what had just happened, preceding the beep.
TWO DOVES
When at the motel in Milpitas, while delivering wine, I wondered if it were possible for the spirits to track me. I wanted to stay there, and was afraid of being too near the city. The next morning when I walked out of the motel room, there were two doves on the roof right above my room. I said "Coo coo" to them, and had the feeling that the spirit sent them there, and couldn't believe this was just a coincidence. This has happened at least two or three times at my house when the spirit was doing major miracles. I knew it was the work of the spirit because they were right above my room. I threw some broken cookie on the ground for them, and one flew away, but the other seemed content to remain, even after I left. I don't know where they lived, but it is obvious they are free to go where they will. (The day was April 30, 1993)
THE WAND
One day after getting back from wine delivery toward the east this time, I had a very bad headache and thought it was carbon monoxide poisoning, but had it for two days and didn't think it was going away. That evening I said "Spirits, you can come to me tonight if you want to, even though I am so tired and have a headache, for I will always want you to come back." That morning, I awoke with a terrible headache, and was thinking "Oh Jeeze, I wish this headache would go away," and right after that, there was a "clash" sound and a blue light in my right eye, (while eyes closed) that kind of just flashed on the one side of the eye. It was like someone took a wand and waved it across my head, and right after that the headache just began melting, and a really good feeling when the pain subsided. The pain was not totally gone, and came back a little after that, but it was a drastic change. It was them, and I'm so amazed. There have been a few times before when I've heard a small "bang or clang" that is dull sounding, but not in connection with the pain relief .
THE COOK
One time there was a "ping" sound in my head, like somebody hitting a "triangle" instrument to get people's attention. (Similar to the triangle the cook "clangs" with a iron rod, to call the cow hands to the chuck wagon.) Right after this, the song "The leader of the band" began playing on the radio. This is a religious song telling how God is the conductor, and I'm just a instrument of the leader of the band.
There was another time when working at the gas station and I was just standing by the gas pumps one sunny day, close to noon waiting for a customer, when a part of my skin felt really warm, like a heat lamp or light bulb was warming a certain small, maybe four inch area on my right arm. I didn't think much of it at the time, and thought it odd. This was a few years before the major encounter. Then just recently felt that same heat lamp again and then recalled the first time.
The other "bang" sound in my head that I talked of earlier, also happened while standing waiting for a customer, and was maybe a few weeks or month earlier then the first heat lamp feeling. I also heard that "bang" one other time recently, in the evening before dinner. It was then that I recalled the other bang or clash a few years earlier, (before I knew what was coming down.) They had me on their list, and had stopped in like a gas customer, and left the messages I would recall a few years later. I have also heard on TV, of people having this warm feeling on part of their body when spirits are near. This was on the show "Sightings," where ghost writing appeared on film, and was written in Latin.
DIRTY LITTLE RAT
They made me quit smoking, for they warned me three times.
Once I saw what looked like a little black thing out of the leading edge of the corner of my eye, running into the corner behind the wood stove, and then the thought came: "Dirty little rat," and I felt so guilty. I had just hidden a joint. This was when I was first realizing that they could see everything I did. It took a while to get used to the fact that it was actually true: that they were always there trying to help me. Later once, while driving my motorcycle, I smelled smoke and thought "What's burning"? Then the thought came into my head: "You're smoking again," and I knew it was them. I was speeding down a hill doing seventy when this happened, and on the return trip the next day, when thinking about that, I heard a "beep" in the ear at exactly the same spot, while going the other way back up the hill in the opposite lane. I was still so amazed that it was true that they could speak to me away from home. This was just so amazing at the time. It was beyond anything I had ever imagined; it is as though I have a guide that watches over me.
There was another time when I saw the dirty little rat. It again appeared to be a little black thing out of the corner of the eye, zipping behind the stove, and was seen after I had smoked pot and was feeling guilty because I had lied about quitting. This happened in the new room I was now staying in. The first time it was seen was when visiting my old trailer.
Trying to tell people of these things was not easy. They didn't really believe, and I soon didn't even bother. It was my personal secret, and still is to most people. Either they believe it or they don't.
Once again I had a waking dream of smoking, and right then a song was on the radio that said something like "You will obey God," and you know I will, for I have had three warnings.
INSANE
How miracles can cure and heal the insane and those in need of a spiritual awakening: By facing death they are cured by realizing they are a killer, because there is so much repressed anger. They are cured thinking they are supposed to be a prophet and tell the world of their visions; they are cured of feelings of worthlessness. The paranoid behavior is nullified because after this (alien abduction) what is there to be paranoid about? If they thought they were odd before, now they know they are only normal, because two odds make a right, because they cancel each other out... Right?; although this is a case of where God was in control, and has finally set the prisoners free, and I could have been playing a role for him. It seemed this way, though I am very imperfect and sinful.
Could it be that many of the people that have encounters, have them because of the type of person they are? Are some chosen to be helped, to save them from insanity or self destruction; or when they call out to be saved and have faith? With others it may be chance or for other reasons, like maybe because they are very stable and sane, or innocent. It seems that they knew me like a open book, almost as if I were on their computer, or they jumped out of my unconscious, because they knew every corner of my mind... even things I hadn't thought of in years, and could become, or were the motion behind my dreams. They were part of my unconscious and had the ability to be in or out of my conscious. For when I was awake, I knew he was there conversing with me. At times there was such a strong sense of his presence, as if he were boring a beam of mental thought into my brain, and there was a vibrating fear, and I was helpless and in awe of his power, for it was very impressive, and I love and respect him so much. It scared me to the point of facing the greatest fear "that was him," and then I felt safe.
PURPLE ALIENS HEAD
It appears they are doing genetic engineering and creating hybrids, according to everything I've read and heard. Also the fact that skin samples are taken to get genetic readings since childhood. Now it appears that in the "walk with God," where we siphon water into the rows behind the church where I was replanted in Christ to grow again, is actually where a New Jerusalem is being started, as spoken of in the Bible. Where it says "The sons of God came unto the daughters of men, and vice versa, and bore children of renown," is still happening, as spoken of in Genesis and Revelations.
The reason I finally realized this was because of a vision (during the day) while sitting on the North shore of lake Mendocino, looking south toward the opposite shore parking lot, (that I had the early encounter vision of; and then saw the full reservoir with my brother, (two days later) on the day of the big flood, (Jan. 22) that later connected with the red sea dream of the night before.) "Phew..." anyway, while waiting for my friends to arrive and take me on a sailboat ride on a catamaran... I sat there about an hour and almost fell asleep staring out over the water. I was in a trance state, and once said "I've been tricked, Jeeze," because nobody arrived. A little after that, a gust of wind came up and blew a catamaran over, that was parked on the shore, and the mast almost hit a lady with a baby. Her husband came over and seemed upset, and made sure they were okay. Then the owner of the boat came over and took the sail down and lifted the boat back up.
A little after that I was calm and still looking over there, and then looked back to the lake, and there was a dark and light purple flowing in my vision out of my right trailing eye. A small narrow window had opened on the edge of the eye, and a psychedelic oil or paint was flowing in a mixing whirlpool. Two colors of dark and light purple mixed in spinning turbulent lines, and slowly formed into a medium tone purple alien's face from the top down, until right below the eyes, that were looking right into mine with unblinking compassion. It had small narrow set purple human eyes, exactly like mine, and a large bald bulging cranium like an alien. The nose or mouth weren't seen. I had a flash of anger and wanted to strike out at it once out of slight fear. It lasted five or more seconds, and then faded away. I wasn't too amazed for some reason at that time, and later when my friends came to take me on the boat ride, I didn't mention it. At first I thought it was my hybrid child, because of the circumstances.
Looking out over water represents people and nations, as spoken of in the Bible, and also the story of the city floating on the red sea could mean a future age of floating cities. There is a verse in the Bible that says "God's elect and their seed shall be part of the new Jerusalem." The two shades of purple could represent blood and passion. The fact that I said "I've been tricked, Jeeze," the wind, and the incident of the baby everyone worried about, might also be related.
MANY CHRIST'S
They would answer my thoughts with a song on the radio during the early evenings. When this happened, I would be going through a thought in my head, and then right at the conclusion... a song would burst out of the radio that exactly answered the thought. This happened so many times and I was elated and would cry when they sang those songs about Jesus. Songs kept playing, like "He is risen," and I felt overwhelmed with love; and songs about the lamb, and I would cry in self pity. They induced the emotion to fit the song. I would feel uncomfortable, for it didn't seem this could be true, and they just kept rubbing it in, and I felt guilty and unworthy, and couldn't believe this was happening to me only.
That is why I thought they must be doing this to people all throughout California, maybe one in each community; for I heard then on the radio that there are hundreds of people in LA. claiming to be Christ. I assumed that during that storm, they were setting free all these people who were going to help me get this message out, for you know I need backup. Who would believe one person?
There were other songs like "Unfailing kindness" about God protecting his anointed from enemies. I used to cry when I heard that song, for I truly knew I must be one.
The song that says "The way you loved me" used to make me cry sometimes. That is a part of my life I will never forget. You guys used to play more music then that was contemporary. The songs you played around Jan. 20-22, and after that are songs that will forever be in my heart, for they are the ones I came to know Jeeze by.
Some of the songs were: "The lord is my strength and my song, and he has become my salvation."
"You said you'd come and share all my sorrows, you said you'd come and share my tomorrows."
"You are, you are, the light unto my feet. You are, you are the bright morning star."
"We will glorify the king of kings, we will glorify the lamb, who is the great high hand."
"I know who my head believeth, and am persuaded that he is able."
"Peace, peace, beautiful peace, coming down from the father above."
"Doesn't anybody love him, doesn't anybody see, doesn't anybody love him the way you loved me." Sometimes I thought it meant how much I loved the spirit, and other times thought it meant the way the spirit loved me.
"Hallelujah what a savior, hallelujah what a lord. Praising, loving, giving."
"In the sweet by and by, we shall meet at that beautiful shore."
"I love to tell the story of Jesus and his love."
"Oh come angel band, come all around me stand. Oh bear me away on your snowy wings , to my immortal home." (This is a old bluegrass song, and not one from the radio.)
"Jesus said, come to the water, stand by my side, I know you are thirsty, you won't be denied."
"Worthy is the lamb that was slain."
"He walks with me and he talks with me, and he tells me I am his own."
"Morning has broken." (This is the song written by Cat Steven's)
"Bring down the chariots boys and let me ride, Rock me lord, rock me lord, slow and easy, I've got a home on the other side. (This is also a old bluegrass song.)
I will never forget how you helped me. I remember once the announcer said, "I think the Holy Spirit is changing our program, for something in the computer messed up." If you think back, there were some odd things happening then.
I didn't realize it at the time, but the radio station wasn't Family Radio like the dial was on, because all the songs were contemporary and there was never station identification, or the regular open forum or Bible study. This was happening some later also... and once I heard the voice of a man that was drowned out with a buzzing static that went slowly from a very low tone to higher and then slowly back down. I could hardly make out what was said as he talked to another person in a conversation... but heard once: "It is just like we're on the other side of the wall." Another time I heard: "It is like your connected by a umbilical cord." There was spacey music when that certain program first came on. Later the real good Christian songs still played, but I don't recall station identification. As was realized much later... it turns out this was all piped in from the other side. My radio was doing strange things on the first nights they came, and sometimes it wasn't working.
THE CRASH
Had a dream last night of being in the lake on our place, and trying to fix the large suction pipe from the pump, wading in the water trying not to let air in the pipe because it would lose the siphon, when up in the sky there was a helicopter doing flips. I thought at first the person was showing off, and then it started tumbling down and crashed right in the field in front of my brother's house, with a burst of flame. There was extreme panic and I ran over, and some other people were there. Someone said, "He's dead," for I knew he must be, and it was a terrible feeling. Then all of a sudden the person sits up in a daze and slowly tries to get out, and everybody is shocked, and someone tries to shake his hand. The helicopter was a odd vehicle like a bent car's body with sheets of metal for the propeller. (This dream was a month of more after the encounter)
HOLD ME
This dream happened the next night after the shocking dream of the light that got me, and I awoke immobilized and vibrating. (This was told earlier)
I was trying to choke someone who was my brother, and then kind of felt guilty... but I was also the one who was being choked, and there was the thought, "Jeeze doesn't like this." I made the person feel guilty, and he guiltily looked up as if looking up at a father who is angry, and then he sheepishly walked to the side... that we made him shrink and kind of just disappear to nothing. Then all of a sudden there was extreme fear, as I was looking down and saw one person having a headlock on another, who was somewhere beneath him. I could see them shaking with force, and there was extreme fear and panic, for I said "He's going to kill him!" When this happened, there was a mild (medium) case of the buzzing floating feeling, like when the light got me; then the feeling that the spirit was "right there" with me, and the brightness behind my eyes around the edges changed, and I "knew" that the spirit was right there in the room, and was helping me overcome any leftover fear from the other dream of the light. When I felt his presence, I thought, "Oh the guy probably won't hurt him, and had the buzzing again, but only slightly, and I overcame a great fear finally. This was on April 3.
Let me make it clear that all this dream happened while awake! Even the buzzing and the spirit were "right there..." for I remember the feeling of his presence from the very first time when it came to me, and I was terrified. I am now very much at ease.
After that, I said "Hold me Jeeze," and was afraid and tense. Right then I imagined arms around me from the side, from behind, over my shoulders, and around me. Then my whole body just relaxed and fell limp, and it was such a peaceful calm feeling. My head just fell back and all tightness was gone completely.
TULIPS
This next scene happened earlier in the evening before you at Family Radio spoke of manna that night on "Night Watch" with Jerry Ettinger. I had just wrote you the last letter you have now.
This all started earlier that evening, when reading Ruth Montgomery's book about Walk-in's, called "Threshold To Tomorrow." (• Note 5.) I thought maybe my spirit was left or gone, and a new spirit was in me. I started crying heavily and asking Jeeze where my old spirit was, because I wanted to be with him. (Jesus) That is when I had this dream-like vision in my head while I was awake and crying for him.
I was wrapped up in a spiral, wrapped the way you wrap flowers, and was floating in front of Jesus in a garden where everything was fuzzy green. He was sitting on a bench at the back of the garden. At first I was being held by him, and was trying to hold my arms around his neck. I was crying much and kept saying "I don't want to go, why did you go?" Then I could see myself floating toward him feet first down a path at first a little ways. Then I was in front of him floating and wrapped like a bundle of flowers in a spiral wrap, and he was patting my forehead and saying "I love you, I love you," maybe; I had that feeling, like being baptized, and maybe I had a mark on my forehead. I was a little baby, and was his baby, and was with him, and he made me get over the feeling of being left, because I was there with him. What was shocking was that right then I had an image of sitting on Jeeze's lap, and was being sodomized. It was so sick that I at first didn't even want to write about this part. I knew it was just thrown in to help me overcome the fear of homophobia that goes along with the visitation phenomenon. I used to have a very good friend who tried to talk me into sex so many times, and I had been so exposed to the homosexual way of life, but never felt it attractive. When the aliens came, I started thinking everyone was gay, and they were all lying and doing it in secret. Maybe some were, but not as many as I suspected I hope. I had major homophobia.
Later in the middle of the night, I woke up and heard Jerry Ettinger talk about manna on the radio, and wrote about it, for I tried to keep important notes. Then I couldn't go to sleep, and said "The spirits are playing," and then it happened: I had that wonderful spiral feeling, being wrapped up and twisting like a bundle of flowers; tulips I think, because the next morning I saw the tulips blooming out the window by the road, and realized that I was like a bunch of tulips. (This was when living in the upper room.)
MU
After reading the book "The Lost Continent of MU," by James Churchward, (• Note 6.) I've discovered much ancient symbolism given to man from God throughout ancient history, and all ancient cultures have similar ideas. One idea is that ancient temples had no roofs on them, just like the temple in my walk with God story. The ancients wanted the sun to shine in, because they worshipped the sun. The right angle is also one of God's basic symbols, and is used in all old civilizations, in expressing art and religion. Also seen is the idea of a pillar as being a symbol of strength in temples, and the cane or staff is maybe a symbol of "to rule." The good shepherd's cane was a protecting sign. Harvesting the grain could have been by beating with a cane also. These and many other ideas go way back to the beginning of early civilizations, and are a common thread, and given from God to man through visions, dreams, or whatever. The number three being a sacred number of communion, the duality of two, the number four etc. It's all as old as the hills, including the idea of a mountain being sacred, and of course the moon and sun.
You've got Mother Earth, and the sun's rays shooting like arrows and hatching cosmic eggs from Mother Earth. The idea of the winged son, and also the serpent and eagle being the two extremes of the upper and lower creatures: the underworld and heaven, is seen. The basic elements like earth, fire, water, and air are fit into myths. All the old simple basic wisdom is revealed through stories a child can understand, but can be very complex. I later realized that the big waters of the ocean is God's vast world.
One has to open the spiritual eyes. The idea of the rising sun being the opening eye of the Egyptian God "Horus" is an idea I only recently caught on to (in Oct. 95.) When the eye opens as the sun first rises on the horizon in the East, the world lights up. Notice the word "Horus" in horizon. When the sun sinks in the West, it goes down like an eye closing, and it becomes dark. That is so amazing, and I never saw the meaning of that before. There must be other hidden simple secrets out there.
The bible has much hidden symbolism. The one about the large mass of water, standing for many nations and people or languages, was difficult for me to see at first.
Knowing that the full mystery of God is a secret we can only chip away at, it is best to take all factors into consideration and not jump to conclusions, or be misled by well meaning or misguided others who think they have all the answers. The bible says there are mysterys withheld. Adam and Eve fell from grace in the garden of Eden because they ate from the tree of knowledge. They weren't to know all the secrets, and the serpent tricked them, the serpent people. Anyway... times are changing.
I always keep a open mind, but know that the force of God is a supernatural force that is beyond anything from this world, as I see it. It is a whole new dimension of reality.
There are a few closed minded paranoids who use the bible, but I escaped Jones town because of an attitude of rebelliousness that has been my savior. Jim Jones had a church in our town here at one time, and he was a false prophet. Trust your own intuition. Don't follow leaders watch the parking meters (means times running out.) Beware, for Satan is like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour. Don't even trust me, but I tell you the truth, so help me God. This all really happened, and I'm not crazy... honest! Some people have said that I must doubt my belief, because I am so intent on trying to make people believe, and this shows that I doubt myself. I tell them that if they would only act like they believe, I wouldn't have to beat my brains out trying to make them believe. They say to prove it, "Why can't I see it; why don't the aliens come to me?" I said that maybe it's because they don't know you, and you wouldn't trust them."
ARROWHEADS
The night before, I was having some doubts about really being the person they were having me play the role of. (June 17, 1993)
Had a dream of standing out on a rock amid trees or brush and gazing out into the night sky. Saw two or three arrowheads (I have some metal spear points I was looking at the day before) that were traveling through the sky at fantastic speeds, and were glowing red on the edges. Then as they first passed, I was going under their spell, where your whole body just starts to melt, or a floating feeling that is before you start to buzz. I was elated and knew it was them, and they were coming to get me. Then I overcame that feeling and was talking to my brother saying "It's them," for he had a different view and didn't know what I knew. Then I saw one arrow point break into three and go shooting off in separate fragments. Then while looking South this time, I barely saw one shooting straight out in front of me at eye level, and realized that it had actually passed right by my head from behind. I was amazed, and knew they did that just for me.
DOVE
Then later that night, had a dream of being in a house or mansion, and there was a cane or staff of some sort by the staircase. I looked up toward the handle, and it was a brass finger pointing straight up as if pointing toward heaven. Then it was as if somebody took a small bird's body and ruffled the feathers in my face on either side of my cheeks. It was only a body with no head, and it did feel very nice like a duster wand. I could feel the body also, like my cat's head when I pet or rub heads. I thought about that and it reminded me of a hollow cardboard picture back of a dove, that lets light shine through a thin paper picture of Jesus, that I made. (The dove image glows through, when lighted from the back.) The dove is pointed toward heaven at 45 degrees, (same as the stairs.) This could be symbolic. The bird's body reminded me of a rooster that was killed at a friends. I also was thinking about a brass handled cane I wanted to make. Could this represent a dove sacrificed and headed toward heaven?
A QUIET WHOOSHING
In the night of Aug. 27,1993 at 1:45 , awoke from a dream, where I was sitting on a bench with some people in a field. There was a dot of light like a small flashlight beam that was moving towards me from behind, when I looked around and saw it. Then all of a sudden my whole body just melted and started swirling like a whirlwind, but my body became totally limp, with head dangling back and everything just whooshing and spinning. I could actually feel the vortex. When this first happened, there were a few people around me in the dream, and I felt stupid because this happened right in front of them, and I thought my head would hit them the way it was spinning like a rag doll with no control.
And then get this: I am now awake totally, and can hear the radio playing, and know right then that it's them, and they are taking me... for I'm still in this whooshing spin where you can't feel anything (different from the buzzing vibrating feeling or slow spiral) really except a total relaxed limp swirl effect, and I said, "I love you guys, I love you," and I knew they were taking me right then in my room.
I had one flash of fear, but not really that much. When I heard the radio playing, I was disappointed to realize I was lying in bed, but could not feel it... but only this spinning effect; a quiet whooshing, fast spinning around and around. Your body is part of it, and was about as fast as a dryer at the Laundromat, and the centrifugal force was felt and your head is thrown back. What was amazing was that I felt like I was upright, and being pulled upward, while awake and hearing the radio playing. Then a little later when it stopped, I could feel the bed again. The major swirling lasted maybe ten seconds while being awake, and ten more when in the dream at first.
Right then after everything went back to normal... a song breaks out on the KCDS radio station from the beginning: "The life that I have given you no one can take away, and is stronger then the world you've seen or heard; The everlasting father has made a covenant with you, and he will never let go of your hand. The life that I have given you no one can take a way, I've sealed it with my spirit blood and word. So don't you fail to show them all the love I have for you, and I'll be with you everywhere in everything you say and do. And no matter what may happen child, I'll never let go of your hand." (The time was 1:45 am. Call KCDS and check their program, for I looked at the clock right then.)
The line "So don't you fail to show them all the love I have for you," I will try to live up to.
Also, I watched the Joan Rivers show on TV the day before all this happened, and she had a case where four men were abducted by a UFO while in a canoe fishing in upstate New York, (The Alagash Four) and they said a large light beam from a bright glowing light in the sky followed their canoe and then took them when it hit. They didn't recall this until seven years later; their memory was held in limbo.
Also, after I felt this, and the song was playing on the radio... there was squeaking very loud in my room on the floor by the sink area, and I said, "Hi Jeeze, I'm glad you came back, and don't leave." The squeaking was very loud for awhile, and I talked to it, and said "Please don't let me think bad thoughts like fighting..." for I knew they could know every thought.
Then I said, "Oh Jeeze, I'm so glad you came back again," and the squeaking was really loud off and on, just like the very first time they came. I really knew they were there, and even took a glance over by the sink and out the window, but nothing was there. They can be invisible obviously.
Then there were conflicting feelings like "Don't waste your time," and I felt they had more important things to do or something. Then I was afraid of wanting to strike out, and said, "No no, that's not fair, I love you guys," because I felt guilty. Then I imagined a warrior standing over me with a spear held pointing up in his hand. Then it was like I was being put to the point of the spear while groveling on the ground on my back. I said "Yea, that's better," for now I didn't feel guilty. I was in the process of reading Prescott's book The Conquest of Peru, (• Note 7.) before this, and it really seemed to fit the situation.
All this just seemed to become imagination in my mind's eye while conversing with Jeeze, and left me feeling very calm and relaxed. There was a little more squeaking, but soon Jeeze left. I checked the time, and it was 1:58-AM. It all happened in ten minutes.
FEELING A RAGE
(This happened the next night, after the spinning dream yesterday on Aug. 27:)
Awoke from a dream with extremely angry rage and anger. In the dream, was trying to start an old hand crank bulldozer, and my Mom and sister and sister in law were there, and they started singing some song. I said "Please stop singing," and they just laughed, and kept singing. Then my sister said "Give me a hug," and they were all laughing at me, and I was in a rage. Then we were walking away, and I was so mad that I was hitting my Mom on the back and chest. Right then I awoke really angry and still feeling this rage. Then I heard loud squeaking in the room again, by the sink area, just like the night before, and I knew Jeeze was there again, because only he can make me have a dream like that.
Had one other dream like this, where I was stoning my sister. This also happened on the first night I ever met Jeeze. They turned me into a killer the first time I met them. This could be related to when they came to me as a child, and I was going through some trauma with my mother. It ties into when I met them, or when I was fighting them. To face the anger is to recognize where that feeling comes from, and so cast it off. I don't blame anybody. It starts with recognizing your own faults.
So anyway, here I am awakened with this rage feeling, and the squeaking is real loud again. I feel shocked and say "Oh Jeeze, this is terrible." What is Jeeze trying to teach me? The fear must be tied in with this anger. In realizing I am a killer, I have been cured of guilt and paranoia; the repressed anger is brought to the surface. Guilt and anger must go hand in hand.
A FRESH START
Had a dream once where I saw a bunch of people picking garbage up on the side of the freeway in the snow. They all had orange suits on, and everything else was totally white. This could represent my on-going effort to quit smoking and drinking with the help of God and his angels. White must stand for purity or virgin ground, and obviously the garbage is still present, because they are picking it up, even though it must be hidden in the snow. It is true... because after that dream I was having trouble with smoking again. I can remember in that dream, a man who had climbed up an overpass hill, and he was kneeling down in he snow and looking it me. That was the end.
This reminds me of the dream of digging a bunch of old white t-shirts out of an old rotten pile of wood like a dresser that was fallen apart, and was a rat's nest. I was afraid the rat would bite me. This was in the ruins of a log cabin that was nothing but a rotten floor. I was throwing the t-shirts out on the floor, and there was a big yellow stain on one, like rat's piss. The white was stained.
The yellow stain means the sin in my life. These t-shirts were the real long nightgown type, like a robe. This also reminds me of the book about Swedenborg's dreams, (• Note 8.) where he one time had shoes on with white glowing soles. This must mean you're walking on pure holy ground, or something like that.
PHOBOS II
Also, I'm sure everyone knows who really shot President Kennedy, and what really happened to the Mars explorer space ship, and Phobos II. There is a lot that the government won't tell the public, and will even try to deceive them about; it's a sinful world. Also, it's a fact that the astronauts who went to the moon saw strange lights in craters up there, and even while traveling in space. It was all covered up. There is a whole lot that is covered up from the public, but I for one will do my best to tell the world what others won't... and something that's this important needs to be told. Everyone knows you can't believe everything you hear, and only half of what you don't.
RED COAT
A dream of grabbing my red coat off the pile of papers, so I could give a friend a copy of the story. When I grabbed the coat, it snapped like static electricity, and my body could feel the charge and the coat was flashing red with light going through it. It was floating like static, and then my body was floating and spinning around the room while I held the coat. My feet were near the TV once, and I thought it might blow up. Then awoke, and was just floating in bed like being levitated. It just felt this way, but I was still in bed. They can do this; it means "you are rising." Then I heard a thump noise in the wall somewhere; I knew it was them A few other times that night I awoke and was floating. What was funny, was that earlier that evening, I had locked the door out of fear someone might come in and hurt me. I was care-taking a friend's house at the time.
TURBULENT WATER
Once in a dream, I was pulling seaweed, and there was turbulent water passing by, but I was in a calm section underwater, and the fast water would carry the weeds away. (The setting of the scene was at the fork in the river, where the smaller creek that passes up my way, meets the larger one, at a right angle.) Then I was breathing underwater and was amazed. I pulled water grass to the turbulent area, and then was pulled down with it, and panicked and was fighting for my life to breathe and swim.
Then all of a sudden I was pulled from the dark swift bottom and rose toward the light, and my body was floating in that wonderful feeling and I awoke on my back in bed floating again. This melting type medium intensity buzzing floating is different from the heavy vibrating type of buzzing, when the light got me in the abduction dream. That felt like pin pricks all over, and this is a humming, body falling limp wonderful feeling.
BAWOOSH
Another time one morning, awoke out of a vague dream and was saying "I want to feel that feeling again," and then "bawoosh," my whole abdomen felt like jello vibrating, and I became sexually excited, and awoke with this feeling like a band across in my solar plexus area that was buzzing. Actually my whole midsection was buzzing, just like a old belt vibrator exercise machine. I think this is how they prepare you for sperm extraction. You have no control obviously, when they put their spell on you.
They were just letting me relive a section of the process, to perhaps dispel any fears or to just let me know what is happening. Sometimes I would often wonder if I was having sex with real women, and couldn't remember.
Obviously they can come to you in your dreams, and you awake with a supernatural feeling; either floating, buzzing, or both together, or the localized or concentrated area buzzing. All can be in three or more different frequencies. As to how they do this, it could be from some kind of waves or particles coming through from the other parallel dimension. I have read a article explaining that a lot of people who are "one of theirs," wake up with that buzzing or floating feeling. This shows that they can always find you no matter where you go.
VIRGIN BIRTH
Also, I've met a women in Willits who is one of theirs. She has had three babies grown in her and taken at seven months, and a small crop circle was left in the backyard the next morning. She also has a daughter here on earth. She said you wake up feeling like you've been on an acid trip and really spaced out. She had a flashback of a "Gray" standing over her head. The Grays are the ones with the big eyes like the black opaque stone onyx, and are the wrap around big cat's-eye shape. There was also a humanoid standing at her side who had very white skin, to the point of seeing blue veins, as if no pigment in the skin. Then when the Gray left, there was a "shuuucck"-like noise, or a "whoosh"- real fast it was gone. Before that she was arguing with them and really angry, because they were taking the baby, but it was vague. She doesn't remember everything. They came every Valentine's Day for a few years. She would loose her period seven months before that, and could even feel a baby kicking inside. She had slept with no man.
After they (aliens) came in the morning, she was paralyzed for a half hour, and heard a deep vibrating sound in the whole house, like a washing machine can do in the spin cycle, if the load is off balance. Finally she was able to get up, and she looked and saw the small crop circle in the back yard. She had been very angry at the aliens, but is getting over it. Obviously she didn't have exactly the same relationship with them, that I had.
Jacquez Vallee, the UFO expert, even showed up at our last meeting, and had the house staked out that night, on the eve of Valentine's Day, but they (the aliens) didn't show up then. He even had a microwave detector, or some kind of frequency measuring device, that a fellow contactee had, who also waited for them. At a little past one in the morning, the gauge went up to two on a scale of ten or something. That was all that happened.
Our contactee group has since disbanded because most of the members want to put it all behind them, and don't even care. I haven't heard much about further visits from other members, but there is some that I will tell later. What was amazing, was that I had a hard time believing other people's stories in our group. They probably felt the same way about me. We have had only a few UFO meetings, and exchanged information. It was a support group that didn't last. There are two other people who claim to have seen UFO's. Another person has been spoken to by telepathy, and wrote a book on the Egyptian Extraterrestrial king. (• Note 8.) It is self published.
When they (aliens) visit you it is very different from what one might expect, because they blend in with your dreams, and can make you forget, and remember things later, or even forget for a long time. They make it easy for you to slowly adjust, because it can be traumatic. One of the biggest problems a contactee has to face is the fact that nobody will believe them.
You can become a recluse and paranoid, as in my case, especially if you are one of theirs and don't know it yet, because there are many buried traumatic things in the subconscious. Now that I know the truth about the past, I can study myself and realize why I was so paranoid and angry. I had a tough childhood also; that's what my Mom always said. They heal you when they make themselves known.
All you paranoid angry people out there might be one of theirs also, so cheer up.
It is a growing process. You can't appreciate the good unless you suffer bad; real bad like Jesus did. He had to die at the hands of a world that was looking for a scapegoat. The "scapegoat" was a goat in the old testament days that was covered with blood and sent out into the desert to die. The blood was all the sins of the people. But look at the new life afterwards; it's all worth it.
THREE POINTED CROWN
There was a dream of a three sided crown oil lamp. It was in the vineyard at the end of the row, where it was put after plowing. It was shaped like a three sided pyramid, and on the top was a triangle shaped hole, sitting offset from the pyramid's sides, which gave it three little points of a crown effect.
( Figure 14.)