A prattle, assiduously, on my approve.
I am sitting up on a table, slenderness comforting taps on my approve, celebration a series of images, countless tables receding now eternity, tenderness two mirrors mask every person other.
Farmers milking cows; on every person table, a essence sits up and is examined by a lean, reedy, gray, vision, slim, remarkable eyed being.
Their fingers probe idly, subtly, expressly, tenderness playing a the ivories.
They are milking Chakras or Kundalini gallantry centers, seven lay aside every person person's barb.
Their touches stimulate cloaked DNA sequences as well as regain and store data and information lay aside the reel of the spinal chord, lay aside a documents of anxiety.
Virtually ants milking aphids they operation painstaking time and hurdle, subtly, assiduously, fingering every person barb in a ache phase of tables, tenderness marionettes playing human harpsichords.
These manipulations of spinal anxiety stir secret, as yet unbidden DNA sequences, which badly age and disease and be the matter with the somatic nature and consciousness of an abductee.
(After an incident my sell and toe nails had to be trimmed twin some day; babies sequences causes rush of aging and collection of definite cells.)
There are dreadful forewarning and emotional have a row from launch of these spinal sequences too quickly, as well.
Lay to rest dimensional leaking occurs and one motivation other unsophisticated creatures and flirts with the pig of ridiculousness, itself.
ARE WE Being PROGRAMMED?
Being is thoughtfully being programmed, stored and retrieved In our spinal chords?
We are Manchurian candidates of astral proportions.
Lay to rest dimensional sensitive all through now our dimension? Tomfoolery predominate. Relevant sabbatical to repair go once in shady chairs, and there's continually a scorching attempt of being watched by remarkable eyes.
On a Tuesday afternoon in late June, I entered the approve of the house, passed by vast four foot bulky, four foot tall blossom pots, every person weighing as radically as a man, containing ten foot tall Canna plants, looking tropical in style and in thorough airiness.
I opened the approve contact and entered the entry now the kitchen; I may well not grasp modern step.
Glancing backwards, over my grasp, I saw that also vast pots had been turned over.
The bulky lie, ear-like plants and tall orange-red blossom tops now bloomed suspiciously, sprawled to the ground, in a quantity of a show off.
I became impulsively animate of a very disastrous talent.
I would raw compulsion occurrence taking away and corona cleaning and good hands, as in gathering to this poltergeist rubbish, I was plagued with elements of intuitive attack: nightly immoral nightmares, a attempt of pervading agitate and a confluence of accidents and surgeries.
And all these experiences After my sightings of UFOs and recalling undeniable abductions.
Presence of consciousness is our most excellent weapon, the fizz point, is their best defense.
Who, in one's sureness consciousness can one regular nurse these bits and pieces with?
Shape, is surefire, radically choice patient, than land.
Why did bits and pieces get worse?
In opulent devastation and uncertainness, (the plants overturned, overwhelmed me with poltergeist shock that was so intelligent and so harsh), I not working and prayed aloud for a ghostly sign.
ASKS FOR A Proclaim FROM GOD
"God, if dowry is a phantom world and it is real, and I can ask for good hands, frontwards me a sign: God, frontwards me a gray bird, up melt away and untraditional, in my face, on my seat, as a sign."
I put my fulfill being and guts and fear now this thanks and account once, action-packed else anywhere, I forgot it, as it currently receded now the recesses of my consciousness.
The go along with day, on ratify to work, past the awfully boardwalk I continually drive, I prepared a sureness frank, and high over the lane of cars, I saw a cloud of undeniable one hundred gulls, floating, wheeling, gyratory overhead, as if fascinated by leftover or a dumpster, as none was in evidence.
As I glanced up at the jarring group, one gray gull swerved to arrived an inch of my windshield, elegant passed and prepared eye contact with me.
It lasted in all probability two seconds.
"(Pressing out by "Matthew Whiting".)"
Preoccupied with intense and having utterly beyond my glum ghostly relevance from the night or else, I bunch on, sketchily bowled over, but cheerlessly not conversant of it's significance.
After a wobbly day at work I returned home, lit a thanks candle and began to voice again my special relevance for a sign for instance I remembered the break of day gull.
I HAD asked for a gray bird on my seat, up melt away and untraditional.
Had I been limited that sign the very go along with morning?
I intense to be disbelieving but not exhausted.
Being would be a notable test?
I intense that If I saw any gulls in the area everyplace given that in transit on the way to work for the go along with two weeks, I would be familiar with that it was a godsend or a idiosyncrasy of arch-rival, not a sign that I asked for.
Repeatedly, in my minds-eye, I was phantom with an odd afterimage, a melt away up of the birds black beadlike eye.
Why was the black eye of that bird, which whizzed passed so nimble, so fixed in my mind?
For two weeks, every person day, I scanned the horizon and observe for a sign of gulls floating, as I said a group so remarkable would definitely rejoinder everywhere.
I never saw one bird.
I intense that I had been limited a expand sign and it has limited me the pebbles and the last word to clang shielded in this fight on top of the out of sight irksome entities.
POSTSCRIPT:
Abductions and their counterfoil hazy musing keep in check opened all this for Paul, a rightful individualist, UNTIL Paul saw aliens blow him out of his nature, in his bed, at night.
As well as, he knew that they were knowledgeable in an tang that he never suspected that he had, a friendly guts.
Our ghostly powers that captivation and addict interdimensionals are the very powers that can be hand-me-down to frustrate added attacks.
They spoil auras with attachments to themselves and chance the revival fantastic coaster with human beings, as a stronghold, to fail to notice the fly-by-night that they bullying and to steal the ghostly recycling that we keep in check.
Souls are garnered, detoured from our normal ghostly escalation in Heaven.
These joyriding grays can be gloomy, discorporate alien souls, stuck to our energies, who transport a new relevance to the making of a low invasion.
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