Articles on Reptilians and MILABS (Page 2 of 3)

Lyra,

HA! I have a flash light in every room, including under the bathroom and kitchen sinks!  Power goes out in FL quite often, as you know. 

I meant to add this ironic note to my above post about the door shutting and light turning off--the book I was reading at the time was Dean Koontz's Fear Nothing.

Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
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Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we might as well dance.
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If you spin around on your chair really fast, things around here will make a lot more sense.

Okay, in all seriousness I thought I'd add this little tidbit since it was something weird that happened to me when I first moved into my current apartment (my last posts reminded me of it) and it still remains an unsolved, very odd occurrance:

One night I had a "dream", and I put that in quotes because it was like it really happened, but in this "dream" I was laying in bed, like normal, awake in the dark, when a super bright blue white light suddenly began pouring into the window and the blinds and the window glass blew out.  (blew in, I should say.)   Pieces of glass were all over the floor, the light was pouring into the room, and there was this roaring wind noise from whatever was the light source outside.   

I jumped up, grabbed my cat to protect her, and just stood there, dumbfounded in the middle of the room with the wind roaring, and the light pouring in through the gaping window.   

Next thing I knew, I was waking up on my own, at 7 a.m. on the nose.  My waking was sudden, and I pushed myself up in the bed (I was lying on my stomache) and even gasped.    I immediately whipped my head towards the window and the floor under it, FULLY expecting to see the window smashed in, and all this destruction.

Nothing.  The window and blinds were intact, and the sun was out, and the morning was calm.

I was truly shocked.  As far as I was concerned, it had happened.   My memories went from the window incident, to waking up, with no in between.  No other "dreams", no memories, no intermittent waking, nothing.   One moment the blue white light was outside the window, the next thing I know, it's morning.   My cat was calm as well.   I was just so stunned, I didn't know what to make of the fact I had no damage in my apartment from this. 

The only reason I mention it is because I've never heard of something like this before.   I've also never had any "dreams" like this before, nothing even remotely like this.    I have NO idea what this was.   If it was an abduction, why do I have a memory of destruction, yet, the apartment was fine when I woke??   What in the hell was that light and wind noise?  I've just NEVER heard of something like this.  If anybody has any feedback, I'd be interested, and it would be much appreciated.

Um................thanks manyeagles...................I think.................!   haha 

I don't know, it's easier said than done.   Without sounding like I like them, cause I definately don't, let's just say "they" definately command respect.   They don't look nor act like bumbling idiots by any means; and, they definately do have "abilities."    When I was typing up my two encounters with them in pubic in my previous post I originally included my observations about them, which I ended up deleting so it wouldn't be any longer than it already was.    But, I'll mention it here briefly -  Like I said, they don't come across as bumbling, they have an aura that commands respect - in fact, they come across like bad ass mobsters you could say, and they have abilities which stem from their occultic / mind control / whatever you want to call it knowledge.   The C's once told Laura that they were also communicating with those that were in the Illuminati / Brotherhood / Secret Societies / etc. because as 6th density STO, they are obligated to speak to whoever calls on them.   Laura wanted to know how much knowledge "they" have in comparison to her.   The C's put Laura at 2%, as of that very moment, while "they" were at 98%.     

Let THAT one soak in for a bit................!      That's a lotta knowledge.   And when you're negatively polarized, and involved in government black ops, and occultic hyperdimensional who knows what, that means a lot of Power I guess.   Not something to be trifled with.      On the flip side, it's the "Grays" that others here have encountered which are to be trifled with.   I like Auendove's attitude towards them when they tried to scare her with slamming her door and flipping off her lights.   Grays are the idiotic organic robotoid drone clones that just follow commands and rely on our fear and ignorance, as well as parlor tricks and some ESP, to keep humans in command. 

I'd love to see a Gray WITHOUT it's ESP go up against a 6' something human who's pissed off.      Not much of a match THERE, is it??

Hmmm... seems the kitchen is out of order, the apt. management has the water shut off for an hour.

I used to have these "dreams" in the mid-90's where I would be taken up levels (kinda like hypnotism, huh?), it was often stairways.  When I arrived at the top I was interacting with what I thought were benevolent beings, because they were just so darn helpful.  The last one of these "dreams" I had I was lead into an attic area, I was being given a computer so I could write (didn't have one at the time), and then went into a dressing room where I was being shown all these new clothes, shoes, jewelry, blah, blah, blah.  Well I was just so excited, I went to the clothes and one of the fabrics was so interesting I took it into my hand and was rubbing it in between my fingers to feel the cloth... when I stopped touching it I noticed that the fabric had "erased" where I had touched it and what was then revealed was lizard skin!  You want to talk about someone waking up fast and gasping! <BLEEP> to the nth degree!

It was then that I started training myself to be lucid during dreaming or "dreaming" so I could discern who in the heck I was dealing with. 

When you're dreaming lyra are you able to realize you're dreaming, or are you just in the dream?  When you realize you're dreaming while doing so you can become an active participant rather than a passive one. You can say, "Hey! This isn't right!" and force yourself awake, or you can analyze what's going on around you and learn something.  I have used the technique of congering up a car and driving away from the dream, and I then wake up.  Now I m not suggesting this is a simple thing to do, but it's well worth the effort to try... I think in this case practice does make perfect.  And just so you know, I'd always be running like a wild woman for my congered up car.

This was a wicked dream I had in the early 80's--I dreamt that I had gotten shot in the head and woke up gasping, and then went on about my day... but ya know what?  I was still asleep and woke up the next morning.  That whole going on with my day I thought I was doing was still part of the dream.

Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
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Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we might as well dance.
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If you spin around on your chair really fast, things around here will make a lot more sense.

Does anyone have a copy of Milabs: Military Mind Control and Alien Abduction by Helmut Lammer?  It's now out of print and used copies are going for exorbitant prices.

I have been registered on this forum virtually from the get go, coming over with some of you from Tom's old yahoo group, but unfortunately really haven't had much of an opportunity until recently to do much participating.

Like so many of you I appear to have been 'awakening' out of a deep slumber, unfortunately in my instance accompanied with some gawdaful gut-wrenchingly painful rebalancings and readjustments.

I guess, for some of us, probably the thicker-headed ones, it takes the mallet-to-the-skull approach to get any kind of reaction, so mired had we become in the muck-a-muck of life, and entangled in the mesh of relationships which in retrospect kept us down, drained and constantly off-kilter.

In any event, I'll probably get into some of this in the proper forum.

What I'd really like to ask of Lyra specifically here is what her take is on the quickening of the reflexes is about. Or anyone who has any info on that score.

I can totally relate to what both Lyra and Auendove write about when they discuss their respective experiences with 'spooks' in the closet, 'spooks' on the street, night terrors. Boy! Do I have some tales to tell, going all the way back to childhood. At least to early adolescence. I don't have too many memories before that.

You are absolutely right on about the fear bit. God, I suffered periodically for going on 20 years from raw paralytic terror during the night. Until one day I simply decided, and it really is a deep inner decision, that's it I'm going to do something about this! That decision did it all. Progressively, over a period of a few years, if something came up that triggered the onset of that fear, I would go right into it.
Face it square.

Like walking out and about during a full moon at two in the morning out in the country, alone. Stuff like that. It may not seem like much, but for anyone who has experieced intense fear states, they were pretty significant moves at the time.

So much of it, for me at least, involved going from fear-based living to a life based on simple trust.

Anyway, it didn't really mean to get into any of this right now.

Just curious to know what those speeded up relexes are about. Because, boyz o boyz, I do know what you are talking about when you say you are they are fast. Like lightning.

Thanks lots,

Jeff