Aliens, Demons and Insomnia (Page 1 of 3)

Warning!  Long post ahead!  Proceed at your own risk!!   

To hell what people think.  !!   Seriously.  People spend WAY too much time worried about what other people think.  !!

And by the way...hello to you too! 

What a synchronicity................Tonight at Barnes and Noble I was flipping through Budd Hopkins' latest alien book, and in it, there's a sentence that I read out loud to Tom (montalk) about....praying mantises.   And how many abductees have an inexplicable fear / phobia of praying mantises.

Myself included!!   Which is why I read that part out loud. 

I have one memory that I consider to be a real, non-tampered with, non-screen memory, and it involves what of all things but a Mantid being.   The memory is moving, not still-frame.  And I see a mantid head, the triangular wedge head, the big eyes, turning, and looking at me.  That's it.  Because I was so startled upon having this sudden "flash back" pop into my head out of nowhere that I was like AHHH! and pulled out of it.  But I realized it was a memory that was flashing up to the surface.  Very surprising.  I did a pendulum dowsing about this, and asked over and over, in different ways, to get absolute confirmation, and it came out that YES! indeed, I have Mantid encounters in my abductions.  I went through a list of known alien entities, asking which ones, if any, I've had encounters with, and that was definitely one.  The pendulum said that my Mantid memory was a real flashback memory.   Interesting.  So, you're definitely not alone there.  I went on to ask a series of questions about the Mantids, to find out what they were all about, and what came out was that they are highly intelligent, but lack emotions.  They neither like nor dislike me.  They could care less about me.  Their interest is purely intellectually based, no emotional involvement.  And I think, if I remember correctly, they're what you could call "The Big Cheese."  They're high up there in the alien hierarchy.  Shit reports to THEM, not the other way around.     Anyway, for what it's worth.

Yup, have had this too.   The most recent time this happened was in Florida, around April 2003 or so. So, three years ago almost.  Not very recent I guess.    haha   But yeah, for a whole week there was a very negative, demonic presence lurking about.  Without sidetracking onto too many boring details, it was affecting my cat as well, in the living room window.   Dahhh...there's no way to tell this story without sidetracking.  Alright, here goes:  Before that, in late 2002, "something" attacked my cat in the living room window in the middle of the night, which wasn't any surprise, since that window seemed to be a focal point, a portal / entrance if you will.  We woke up to the most HORRIFIC noise I'd ever heard from an animal, she was just going OFF, screaming in terror and pain, and I jumped out of bed, going from a deep sleep to full adrenaline surge within seconds.   VERY stressful, let me tell you.  I stood there, terrified, wringing my hands, jumping around, panicked, going "oh my god, oh my god, oh my god" as she continued doing her thing in the window.  It was just awful.  I knew what was happening - she was being attacked.   I knew I had to get her out of the window - but I was terrified to go near it.  Finally, I lunged for her, putting my arms under the blinds and grabbing her away, making SURE not to look.  I knew there was something on the other side of that window, and I didn't want to see it.   I let the blinds drop back down, without looking.  Afterwards, my cat was exhausted, like all her life force had been drained out of her, and she kept nervously, slowly, like she was in pain, approaching the window, fearfully glancing outside.    To make a long story short, we bailed out right after that, (with the cat, of course!!!)  to go spend the rest of the night elsewhere.  And as we were pulling out of the parking space in front of my apartment, I saw a pitch black crescent shaped....thing....walking in front of the apartment, walking away from where that window was, like it was leaving, or either walking around the perimeter of the building, I don't know.  It was roughly six feet in height, and just this crescent shape.   ??!   Weird!  Shocked the hell out of me to see that, I wasn't expecting that at all.  But we left and spent the night elsewhere. 

SOOO....getting back to the main point......there was one week in 2003 where there was a very scary, dark presence lurking about.  Twice within that week my cat was up in "THAT WINDOW" and began her "I'm getting attacked!" yowling again.   I recognized immediately what was happening though by this point and grabbed her right away, putting a stop to it and closing the blinds.   The "presence" was still there though, and out of curiosity I lay down on my bed and closed my eyelids to "see" what was going on.   What I saw when I looked with my sixth sense was pitch black patches.  Normally your eyelids are a pink orange color when you close your eyes....what I saw was pink orange, marred with these patches of pitch black colored whatever.   "ahhh....so that's what it is...."  The next night, my cat did it again....began her "I'm getting attacked!" routine, so I had to make sure to keep the blinds closed and the window locked off to my cat.   I don't remember what, if anything I did to combat the presence, but at any rate it went away after a week.   Weird.   Just one night, it was gone.  No more oppressive, "scary" evil feel to the apartment.  It had lifted.

Another time back in 2000, when I was living in that paranormal apartment from hell I'm always writing about, I experienced another similar feeling - I was overcome with the most terrifying feeling of just absolute terror one night while laying in bed....it sounds so melodramatic and exaggerated, but that's what it was.  Exactly as you described.  Just total terror....probably the most scary feeling I've ever felt.  Just to that level, so strange.   Yet there was nothing happening in the room.  For once.  Oddly enough.   It was like when there's going to be a tornado and the air gets dead calm and the birds stop chirping.  It felt like that.  Meanwhile, my cat kept yelping from where she was sleeping on the floor, running out of the room.   Something was definitely "around" and was even going after my poor kitty.   So to confirm for you, yes, definitely, when we feel these feelings, it means something.   Surprisingly, nothing ended up happening that night though.   But something was there, lurking about.

I just had to comment on this.   Back in Florida, I used to belong to a message board forum that was conspiracy based, with a Catholic bent.  I'm not a Catholic, but I enjoyed the conspiracy / current events / social issues aspect of everything that was covered, and so became an avid participant.  Unfortunately, some MEGA paranormal "woo woo" things began happening to me due to my involvement with it.  Stuff that connected up to other members.....or was even caused by them, you could say.   So sure, Catholics definitely are open to such things....but it's in my belief that because of this, and where their mindset is at, they attract some heavy duty negative stuff in as a result.   I walked away from it after one paranormal thing too far happened.   I've seen some things in my time, paranormal wise, and so because of that I recognized that "Houston, we have a problem here!!!"   Seriously.  It was out of control.   There was one dude on there who was bad news, and it was coming out, slowly but surely, and there was an incident that connected up to him -  This one morning, a "neg" did a "cross over" in my apartment in Florida, blowing through.  All black, entered into this realm with the characteristic "crinkling cellophane plastic" noise, then darted through my living room, snatching my energy as it ran past, and disappeared into the wall.  Afterwards, I crashed out, completely wiped out and exhausted, and later when I got up, I hopped online and had a PM from this message board dude, the bad news dude, telling me that he'd just experienced some kind of negative entity attack or something in his house there in NY.   Coincidence?  I don't think so.  Another night after being online with that forum, I was standing in my kitchen and was suddenly "constricted."  I doubled over, unable to breathe or speak, and in retrospect I think my heart was affected as well, it was the most bizarre feeling.  It's hard to describe.  Just imagine someone is squeezing the life out of you, that's what it was like.   And I thought "i'm going to die right now...." bending over.  Tom was right there about fifteen feet away from me and didn't even realize this was happening, because I couldn't speak at all.  Finally "it" lifted, and I ran off to the bathroom to recover, gasping for breath. It took me about ten minutes to get my bearings back and for my breathing to regulate.  Coincidence that it happened right after being online with that forum for a long time that night?  I don't think so.  Another time the web master of that site, nicknamed "Webbie", mailed me some books about demonic possession - Father Malachai Martin, and some others.   The books had arrived and were sitting outside in a box, unbeknownst to me.  We were inside, lying around kicking back.  And meanwhile, a bird showed up and was making a scene at the apartment window, trying to see in, trying to get my attention, jumping around and flapping its wings.     White, long neck and beaks, webbed feet.  This *webbed* footed bird was standing on top of prickly bushes that had sharp branches jutting up out of it at all angles. It was physically impossible for this webbed footed bird to be standing on those bushes.  We were like, "What the......!?!" and ran outside to go look.  As we got outside, the bird jumped onto my car hood, of all things, eying us both up.  I could hear the sound of the webbed feet on my car hood as it walked about, never taking its eyes off us.   When I tried to get a shot of it with my camera, it suddenly took off into the sun, so, you can't really see it on the developed picture.  So then we found the package of books leaning up against the front door area, all these books about demonic possession an exorcisms.  And I started pouring through them, fascinated.  And that started some more trouble.  Began experiencing really weird, negative dreams, featuring neg entities and stuff.   I had to stop reading the books.  It was literally "bringing stuff in."   It's a bad, bad mindset to get into.   

So after all that, the point that I'm trying to make is yes, Catholics are "open" to this stuff......but they also bring in unnecessary problems as a result.  They draw stuff in, because of their FRV.  Their mindset is so focused on demons and possessions and evil and "the end of the world" and the seven years of tribulation and the Rapture and hell and purgatory and sinning and all the Blessed Virgin Mary doomsday warnings and prophesies, that they draw stuff in like a MAGNET.  And they have some really negative people masquerading as "good Catholics" who are out there in the world, creating a lot of mayhem and spreading negativity.  My involvement in that Catholic conspiracy forum created an inadvertent link to some of these negs.  It was quite the eye opening learning lesson though.
 

Please........................stop saying stuff like this.   !!!  Honestly.   You have to stop worrying what other people will think.  You know what you felt, saw and experienced.   Don't make apologies for it, don't walk on eggshells, don't get sheepish and hang your head, don't put yourself down or get involved in that self-depreciation thing.   And maybe some will laugh, although here, on this forum, I honestly doubt it.  But even if they did.....who gives a rat's ass!!!     Let 'em laugh.  It doesn't change the fact that you still know what you experienced.   Seriously!   

Alright, enough of the long winded post.  I haven't written this much on NR in ages!  Hope this helped in some way, so you know it's not just you, and you're not imagining things.......

Heh,

I know exactly what you're talking about. My "friends" like to play all sorts of games with me at night. My place is also supposedly haunted, and I've seen spectral images, pinpoints of light flashing across the room, all manner of sub-audio/telepathic suggestions and insinuations, but the one constant thing is that they do this to feed off of your fear, so if you stop feeding them, they have no reason to stay. I even amuse myself sometimes by throwing them into logic blinds or if I'm tired and need some sleep, I introduce them to my cat... 

As for all manner of stray thoughts that don't seem to belong to me, I always assume that if something is watching/monitoring me for any reason, then they must be really bored, and if it could have affected me in any real way, it would have already.

Well, as a person who does not eat animals, I'm not going to really argue with you on that.

Reptilians support vegetarianism; it improves the taste and quality of their food supply 

Back when I was a toddler growing up in Germany, there were enough supernatural and alien activities happening in the apartment that I slept with the lights on, my back to the wall, and tape player perpetually looping an audiobook of children's stories. It would take me until two in the morning to fall asleep before getting up at eight for kindergarten. When I was three, I was watching TV when I felt something staring at me from behind the couch which was facing the dining room. I turned around and saw a seven foot tall shadow being with glowing eyes towering above me. Dove beneath the blanket and screamed my lungs out... I don't know if that was a reptilian or demon, but it was real. Sleep for me became synonymous with fear.

I went through something similar in junior high after reading up on alien abduction research... nothing like waking up at that time of night when the majority of abductions happen and being too scared to close my eyes lest something sneak up on me. Once I woke up to a loud rumbling sound, light coming through the window, and the whole house shaking...was the street sweeper truck passing by, but my heart skipped a few beats. If it had been an actual abduction, I wouldn't have remembered a thing. Only some post-traumatic stress syndromes left over...

Now I just take my melatonin, put on the voice activated tape recorder, nonchalantly clip myself to the bed if necessary, and sleep easy. Every once in a while I may wake up with a sudden anxiety about aliens hanging around, but unless I have other signs suggesting something just happened or is about to happen, I let it go. Obsessively fearing them does draw them in, while having a nonplussed "f*ck off" attitude makes one neutral. Actively intending that they stay away and requesting spiritual protection seems to ward them off a little.

When I was around 16 I started reading a couple of UFO abduction books and began finding it impossible to get to sleep.  I was constantly imagining beings coming through my door.  I figured it was just the books scaring me, so I stopped reading anything on that subject for a long time.   In more recent years I've realized that reaction was due to something which was more tangible than just scary books. 

Nowadays I sleep fairly well, though way too much; for some reason my body needs a tremendous amount of sleep.    I rarely ever remember any dreams.   I know I'm having them because every once in awhile I'll catch a faint glimpse from one as I awaken, but then it's gone.

I think it's because on Earth there are different KINDS of souls, some of whom are prone to these experiences for quite specific reasons.  The problem is that we incarnate in the same human body that all these other sorts of beings do too, and so we can't tell the difference with our eyes about who's really who.   Once you develop a certain level of spiritual sight, though, you begin be able to "just tell" who your own kind are versus everyone else.   I'd suggest that's why this forum we're talking on seems to be comprised mostly of legitimate abductees / experiencers / clairvoyants / healers, etc with a minimum amount of extraneous noise.  There's some kind of spiritual magnetism that draws everyone of like nature together in a place like this.  It's not just a bunch of random nutcases who thought  this might be an interesting website where they could while away a few hours online.  No, those kinds for the most part populate the other countless UFO and paranormal forums.   

So, why is this one different?  It's open and accessible to the public like all the rest, but has a totally different vibration to it.  Why?  It's because there is a legitimate spiritual dynamic at play that we may not totally understand or be able to perceive with the regular five senses, but it is obviously something real in another dimension, density, or whatever "it" is.   I think this idea that these specific types of souls have this added spiritual perception would account for why, even as kids, many members of this forum were already noticing a lot of "woo-woo" stuff going on.

EDIT: Notice the time of my post.  It was not intentional.  The feeling which strikes me when I see that is that is it implies moving 2 ("to" referring to destination) 12:12.  I think that's extremely interesting, since JUST THIS MORNING PleiadianHealer posted his Anthony Robbins affirmation and it showed up at 11:11:01.   Interestingly enough, he and I both have the same initials (J.P.) and live in Los Angeles.   Woo-woo, indeed.

Do any of you guys ever pick up really, really bad vibes from places or objects for no apparent reason? It seems that the older something is, the more negative vibes I'm likely to pick up. I don't like the idea of owning antiques for this reason unless it's a family heirloom because then I know who had it. If I was engaged and was given an antique ring I'd be really dismayed and have to find a way of telling him to take it back without ripping his chest open and crushing his heart. There's no way I'd ever wear one.

I remember when I was around 10 years old (1970) we used to watch horror (black & white) movies from the forties & fifties.  Basically, movies about Dracula, The Werewolf, Frankenstein, The Mummy and others.  I would go to bed and lay motionless for hours, petrified.  My heart would be beating so fast that I could practically hear it.  I could not move or talk and my throat got so dry I could barely swallow.  I was so afraid Count Dracula would turn into smoke, come through the window and get me.   As I got older I attributed my behaviour to the fact I was an impressionable kid who just happen to watch a horror flick. 

Last year (1st three weeks of November) I was doing a project for one of my clients in Dover, Ohio.  When I made the hotel reservations all standard rooms were taken so they offer me the suite for the same price.  It did not take me long to say "Heck yea!" and off I went.  When I get there I found out the suites were across the street from the main building, there were only four suites and I was the only person in the building.  Weird.  As I walked in the building I noticed two very large bathrooms (one on each side of the hall) right next to my suite.  Weird.  I sensed something or somebody was in the man's bathroom and I swear to God I got the goose puns.  It felt completely evil.  But being Latino I cannot accept to be scared (yeah right!) I walked straight into the bathroom and open all the doors.  Nothing!  I go back to the hallway and start heading to my room when I felt that evil energy just flashed out of the bathroom.  I went ahead and got in my room but could not stop having the sensation somebody or something was watching me.  It drove me crazy!  Everyday I would come in from work and it would be there, in the bathroom.  Every night I felt that negative force in my room just watching.  I lost a lot of sleep and was losing concentration at work.  By the end of the three weeks I was wore out, drained.  When I got to my house in Alabama I slept for 12 straight hours.  That experience made me a believer and got me thinking about the days when I was 10 years old.

Regards,

Lee