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Re: Politically Incorrect Thread About Pod People

I think we ARE invisible to a certain extent to a lot of poddies.  Sometimes this is a good thing, as it can protect us from picking up on the pods' dense vibes and harmful vibrations.  Not all pods are toxic, but many are, and it's nice to have the option of invisibility once in a while.

In this past thread I went off onto a tangent and provided some tips on being invisible - more from a point of view about self-protection - so if you want to cultivate being invisible, some of these ideas might help you!

http://forum.noblerealms.org/viewtopic.php?id=2986

Also when somebody ignores the bulk of what you're saying and clings onto one tiny thing that they can relate to - I think maybe sometimes it's because what you're saying is so far outside their realm of understanding that it's just like the "adults talking around children" phenomenon that Marcus mentions above.  It's another language to them. They literally don't hear it because to their ears it sounds like "Blaggle balggle blueggle."  They don't have a mental filing system for the concepts you're trying to convey. So to their ears they might think you're saying "Blaggle glabgle blueglle had to get my car fixed glabbke rlbube frruble going to get lunch now." And they literally only hear the concepts they can relate to.

I find that even if I'm not talking about anything metaphysical, sometimes people just fade out on me and get that vague look in their eyes or talk over me, just like Lyra mentions experiencing at work.

One thing that's funny to me is how when we moved out to the country where I didn't know any of the locals, I was in hermit mode, protecting my energy after years of being vampirized by needy counselling clients. I was very purposefully in "invisible' mode for all of my interactions with locals, which had been really unusual for me, as I can be very social and outgoing normally.

Well, it's five years later now, and I realize that there is a blessed peace about quietly going about your business, stopping at the post office, running errands, without anybody knowing your business --- because then their thoughtforms and judgments about how you live/who you are/what you do for a living aren't being tossed at you all the time.

The Net is really the only place where I'm "outgoing" these days - and at least I can turn the computer off at night, and it doesn't offer unenlightened opinions about the fact that I worked for years as a psychic and now write astrology columns for a living.  When I "come out of the closet" in a casual social setting (which I always do, since I'm not one to lie) I swear people would treat me with greater respect and understanding if I said I was a prostitute.  Sex is something universal, and everybody understands it. But when you mention terminology about the immortality of the human soul, the power of the human mind, or the wisdom of ancient mystical traditions, oy vey!  What a big kettle of worms you open up. smile

What made humanity so wormy, anyway?

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212 Reply by treehugger (edited by treehugger 2006-11-03 11:34:50)

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LM, I like the prostitute part. lol At last yrs neighborhood xmas  cookie exchange I made the big mistake of telling my neighbors mom I saw her deceased husband standing in front of the house. She and her daughter started crying. My husband asked my why I did that, as if iwas doing that on purpose to make them cry!!! I thought it would of been reassuring to them.  So word of advice when you're at a party (with pods)......dont talk about the entities that present themselves, especially if their relatives are in the room!! smile

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Omigod, too funny, Treehugger! smile  I hear ya!

Some years ago I was at a party and met a young woman from Croatia whose dad had died in the past war there.  She was a fierce, strong-willed survivor type, and I immediatelly took to her. Before she mentioned about her dad being dead, I saw a wonderful man in spirit form at her side, watching over her. It was the kind of thing where it's like you're talking with two people, his presence was so strong.  Well, when she mentioned her dad's death in the war I knew it was him, and I was THIS CLOSE to saying something about it. I tried to first talk about other spiritual stuff, hinting around the edges to see if she could handle me talking about it.  But she was pretty materialistic and skeptical and was studying to be a doctor, and I just got a big "NO" about mentioning it.  So sad, because sometimes you just want to be like communications expert Uhura on Star Trek and pass a message on, you know?  And you can't. 

I'm glad I didn't end up making anybody cry!  smile 

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treehugger wrote:

So word of advice when you're at a party (with pods)......dont talk about the entities that present themselves, especially if their relatives are in the room!! smile

haha How true.  Pods are not keen on the paranormal. 

It's funny, but I've had the exact opposite of what you describe here.  We uesd to attend these monthly gatherings for free thinking individuals where the topic of conversation was anything goes - metaphysics and spirtuality, the paranormal, current events and conspiracy, just anything.  It was run by two of the most psychic people I've ever known, REALLY nice people, who did channeling and were also abductees.   But they weren't flakey and crazy, they were really smart and levelheaded.   So anyway, it was a common occurence I guess for people's dead relatives to show up during the gatherings and be standing off to the sides.  Sometimes even piping up and giving their input into subjects.   So one particular night it was like Dead Relative Family Reunion or something...EVERYBODY had a dead relative show up it seems.   Including me.  My grandma was there. She died back in '93, but I hadn't seen her since '91.  So I never got to say goodbye, although she paid me a visit the night she died when I was working.  So anyway, the leader of the group, who's name was also Tom, (not to be confused with Montalk Tom haha)  and Tom's wife both saw my grandma.   And Tom described to ME her mannerisms and her demeanor....things I had forgotten about, since it had been 13 years since I'd seen her.   Time makes you forget the small details.   But he did a SPOT ON imitation of how she was standing and the expression on her face......and noted with furrowed brows that my grandma was a bit....odd.  She was different from all the other dead but eager entities who were anxious to make their presenses known.   Just like in life, my grandma the Scorpio wink was held back.  She kept her distance from the circle, just off by herself, watching.  She contributed to the topic at hand though, something involving her troubled relationship with my mom, details Tom could never have known about, and her regrets on how she handled that whole debacle. 

At the end of this evening everybody in the room was charged up on the energies of what had taken place, of nearly everybody's dead relatives showing up and even participating in the circle.   It was one of the more amazing experiences I've ever had.   smile   Very cool.  It's too bad that we live in a world that isn't as accepting of it all as it ideally should be.....

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In fact this is  another Pod Trait; to totally misunderstand something that has been said and create it into an argument.  This woman was a classic at doing such things.  Everything was always taken personally and every subject had to be about her - it got to the point of being eerie as well as cruel.  One particular sad occasion after one of the Sales Reps. had lost his son to a suicide, she attempted to relate to him as she had just gone through a divorce - in her strange mind the two circumstances were the same sort of thing.  Of course she did this in front of everyone, and you could see how he didn't want to talk about it at all - as far as he was concerned it was a no go area; yet she persisted in the discussion making more and more uncomfertable.  She even went around the office later boasting about this fact telling anybody and everybody.  Dense isn't even the word.  She later wanted to talk to me about how he must have felt when he found his son "splattered" on the floor (her choice of words), she would regularly leave me feeling quite sick.

Hey Marcus, YOU NAILED IT RIGHT ON THE MARK!!!!

It's weird because tonight, I got off work and had a misunderstanding with my pod coworker over coffee! I told him to watch the door (I work as a doorman. Barf.) for 5 minutes so I can go to starbucks and get a cup of coffee. We both do this all the time with each other, whether it's going to the store to get a bottle of water or for a smoke and he totally assumed that I wanted to go home. He then brought my boss into it, bringing up old stories of me being 5 minutes late and blowing it up into something that had nothing to do with the incident. Sometimes I'm late because of the train and I have no control of that and would have the courtesy to call "hey Mike, the 4 train is running local today for some reason, I'll be a few minutes late." But he would come to work 20-25 minutes late without a phone call telling me he's late, but I never said anything because I considered the fact he lives over 80 miles away and traffic happens.  When I mentioned his shtick to my boss, he stood there as if his lateness wasn't important because he's "special". He completely turned the conversation into something else, while I just stood there in slight disbelief, watching this guy completely light the match and burning a bridge. I thought we were in friendly terms, but I guess not and now that leaves a bad taste in my mouth and my boss's mouth, whom I actually like and not pod-ish.

Like the woman at your job Marcus, this guy would take every little thing personally and is irrationally sensitive (like a spoiled kid), yet when you talk to him, he's not genuinely listening, of course only if it pertains to his own ass (is that STS?). And he gossips way too much. Yuck. This is sorta off subject, but I was at the door tonight and he suddenly popped into my mind and for some reason I was thinking about his marriage and what kind of state it's in, since he recently married his wife last summer. I then started to think about the incident where he cheated on his wife 2 weeks ago, right in front of me and acted as if it was ok. He gave me this look that sort of creeped me out as if it wasn't him looking at me and I just gave him a look and I think he probably sensed the meaning behind my look, that "what a scumbag" type of look. Since then, he's been acting strange towards me and probably found his reason to "feed" off me tonight with my wanting to get a cup of joe at Starbucks (I should of just waited until my shift was over. Damn full moon.)  It was very strange that he came into my head out of nowhere as I was thinking all these "crazy" things as he walked into the door literally 5 minutes later.

Anyway, thanks for mentioning that Marcus, you beat me to it!:)

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I've experienced this invisibility as well. For example, a few days ago at work I approached someone who had their back turned to me and was talking to someone else. When she turned around, she was startled and said, "I didn't know you were there!" I find this odd because I always sense when someone is approaching me. This happens to me quite a lot. I also experience it when someone brings up idle conversation with me and then just drops it and goes to talk to someone else who approaches. This most likely happens because pod vibes are more prevalent than ours.

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Jethro Tull Ҽ Thick As A Brick

Really don't mind if you sit this one out.
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.

Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.

See there!  A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night.
We'll
make a man of him
put him to trade
teach him
to play Monopoly and
to sing in the rain.

The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water --
as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea.
The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other --
as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.
The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling --
but the master of the house is far away.
The horses stamping -- their warm breath clouding
in the sharp and frosty morning of the day.
And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword.

And the youngest of the family is moving with authority.
Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside.

The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea:
the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need.
The young men of the household have
all gone into service and
are not to be expected for a year.
The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster --
has formed the plan to change the man he seems.
And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword.

And the oldest of the family is moving with authority.
Coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run.

What do you do when
the old man's gone -- do you want to be him?  And
your real self sings the song.
Do you want to free him?
No one to help you get up steam --
and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam.

LATER.
I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways.
My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed.
So come on all you criminals!
I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man --
twenty years too late.
Your bread and water's going cold.
Your hair is too short and neat.
I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me.

You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone -- you meet the stares.
You're unaware that your doings aren't done.
And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be.
But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
your rings upon your fingers and
your downy little sidies and
your silver-buckle shoes.
Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
who lets you bend the rules.

So!
Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super crooks
and show us all the way.
Well!  Make your will and testament. Won't you?
Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.

You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time.
The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line.
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are --
and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars.
And you wonder who to call on.

So!  Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
They're all resting down in Cornwall --
writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual.

LATER.
See there!  A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease.
We'll
take the child from him
put it to the test
teach it
to be a wise man
how to fool the rest.

QUOTE
We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
God is an overwhelming responsibility
we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
cats are on the upgrade
upgrade?  Hipgrave.  Oh, Mac.

LATER
In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
I take my place with the lord of the hills.
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen.
Saying -- how's your granny and
good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win.

The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled
in the seagull's call.
And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun,
and signal for the crack of dawn.
Light the sun.

Do you believe in the day?  Do you?
Believe in the day!  The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun.
Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one.
Do you believe in the day?
The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day,
wise men endorse the poet's sight.
Do you believe in the day?  Do you?  Believe in the day!

Let me tell you the tales of your life of
your love and the cut of the knife
the tireless oppression
the wisdom instilled
the desire to kill or be killed.
Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
toasts his god in the sky.

So come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed
with
the blood of the fools and
the thoughts of the wise and
from the pan under your bed.
Let me make you a present of song as
the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and
the nursery rhyme winds along.

So!  Come all ye young men who are building castles!
Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus.
Mark the precise nature of your fear.
See!  The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
and the hour of judgement draweth near.
Would you be
the fool stood in his suit of armour or
the wiser man who rushes clear.
So!  Come on ye childhood heroes!
Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
your super-crooks and
show us all the way.
Well!  Make your will and testament.
Won't you?  Join your local government.
We'll have Superman for president
let Robin save the day.
So!  Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual.

OF COURSE
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.

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I'll chime in with another "me too!" anecdote about invisibility when your mind wanders into the realm of the metaphysical... although in my case it wasn't exactly a positive thing, because I was driving.

I have this one music CD that is extremely special to me and very spiritual in nature... well twice in the past few weeks, I've decided to pop in this disc into my car's CD player (it's not the kind of disc I normally listen to in the car, but I got in the mood on these occasions).  It's a lovely CD, and the first time I put it in, my drive home from work was far more pleasant than usual...

...except for the fact that I almost got into at least half a dozen accidents.  I was completely aware and paying attention the whole time; these near-accidents actually had little to do with me doing something wrong, in fact they all nearly happened starting with the exact same cause - somebody pulling out in front of me from a side street and me having to rapidly swerve out of the way to avoid them.  It was like they didn't see me coming; I was going the speed limit (I made very sure of this after the first near-miss) and my car is quite easy to see, but nonetheless cars just kept doing this, turning right off a side street directly into my lane when the coast wasn't even remotely clear, and me having to make a quick adjustment to prevent a serious wreck.  Again, this happened at least half a dozen times, and my commute is only 20 minutes or so.  I remained calm the whole time with the aid of that CD, but once I got out of the car I was just boggling about the whole thing.  I didn't even think that the CD (or my mental state in relation to it) may have had something to do with it...

...until it happened again, on the second commute when I put in the CD.  And once again, I got into several near-wrecks, and again all surrounding a common theme where the other drivers were acting like they couldn't see me... right turns into my lane at close distance, attempted lane changes into my lane when I'm obviously there (and not in their blind spot at all), and so on.  After I got out of the car that second time, I started making the connection.  I'm a good and fairly "normal" driver, and my commutes are normally quite uneventful, so this wasn't exactly a common occurance for me.  To have it happen twice, and both with that CD and a more spiritually-oriented mental state present, made me wonder if somehow that state was making me invisible to some people.

It seems like, based on some of the posts above, that that assessment might not be too far off.

Interesting times indeed...

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Guys, I have to quickly share this one while it's still fresh in my mind  --- put this down in the weird "Was that a verifiable encounter with a true pod person out in the wild?" folder.....

I just got home from a short holiday trip out of state. Yesterday morning our group grabbed bagels and morning coffee at one of those Panera restaurants you see around more and more. If you're unfamiliar, this is a bread place famous for its fresh breads, bagels, and pastries, and you can get tasty sandwiches for lunch and so forth. Sort of a daytime eatery.

So we're there chatting and munching away happily.  We're in our own little bubble of happy energy at a small round table, joking, oblivious to people around us.  After a while I become aware, almost through some sort of peripheral sense (a feeling of something being wrong on the perimeter of my space), that there's something odd going on at this table nearby.  Two women are sitting together. One woman faces out towards me and is seated at a booth. The woman across from her is seated at a regular chair across the table from her, and the two of them appear to be sharing a meal. 

I had been aware of conversation drifting over from that table but hadn't been paying attention.  So I glance over there. The woman in the chair facing away from me is looking down at her food and is happily chatting along at a mile a minute about nothing in particular (I didn't pay attention to the things she was talking about.) 

Her friend, a nondescript 30 or 40something blonde, is sitting facing outwards as her friend talks.

Now, here's the weird part.  If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I would not believe it. But anyway.

The woman facing outwards seems to be staring at me. Her entire body is completely frozen up. Imagine someone with a coffee mug raised up towards her face, elbow to that arm stuck in the air, so the arm and the hand with the mug are frozen in the air.  And the face is completely frozen in a frowning and shocked looking expression, and she is staring outwards....seemingly at me.

And she does not move, blink an eye, or move that arm that she's holding up with the coffee in the mug ONE INCH.....

For FIFTEEEN FREAKIN' MINUTES...which I time out carefully, glancing over there periodically over and over again.

I do a little surreptitious looking around, wondering if the woman is glazed over and hypnotized because there's a TV behind me or something (thinking of Lyra and her story about the colleague who just suddenly was frozen for a bit while she was hypnotized by something she saw on the office TV.)

But no, no TV anywhere.

At first I was trying not to stare because #1) It's uncomfortable when someone sitting near you suddenly appears to be staring at you in this really weird way, not moving, with a weird expression on their face and #2) thoughts were racing through my head like maybe this woman had a physical infirmity and was suffering from a stroke or some sort of facial immobility.

But as I looked closer, the woman is still sitting there with her arm and elbow FROZEN IN POSITION IN THE AIR, in the act of raising the cup to her lips, except the cup never gets there, and the face is completely stuck in place and there is no movement, expression, or sense of this woman being conscious or ALIVE in the eyes.....and she does not change position, move her eyes or face or arm or elbow, for fifteen minutes or so.

Okay, more weirdness.  Her friend seemingly does not notice.  The friend is looking down at her food, chatting happily away about something. Neither one of them is on a cell phone from what I can see.  And the friend is having a one way conversation, with laughter, self-referential comments, and also conversation back and forth with this woman (at least her end of it) and NEVER SEEMS TO NOTICE THAT HER FRIEND IS COMPLETELY FROZEN AND UNRESPONSIVE AND NOT MOVING ANY INCH OF HER BODY FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES.

At this point, I start trying to psychically scan a bit, to try to figure out just WHAT is going on.  Again, I'm thinking, does the friend have one of those rare diseases where the body can just go rigid from time to time or something?  I hadn't notice the two women when they came in, I think they were already there when we sat down, so I didn't have a "before" or "after" to measure things against. I don't know if the woman was "normal" before this, so maybe this IS "normal" for her -  I'm trying to give her the benefit of the doubt and not jump to some complex metaphysical pod people conclusion. (See, I try to be fair! smile

I didnt' get a sense of "ick" off the frozen woman as I would with an energy vampire or negative critter type. The overriding sense was completely mechanical and robotic, a feeling of utter blankness, like this woman was a robot who had just momentary shut down, coffee cup in the air, arm and elbow raised high, and needed to "reboot" or something.  And as I paid attention to the woman with her who was gabbing away, she also seemed a bit "off",' like someone who wasn't "real" but had been programmed, to an outside observer, to seem like  a normal woman having a normal conversation over a meal....with her frozen robotic friend.  (?????)

At this point I lost all interest in my spinach and egg souffle (tasty though it was) and I kept watching.  After I had been studying the two women for about fifteen minutes, the next time I looked over, the "frozen" woman was bent down working on her food, smiling in response to the other woman, moving perfectly normally, and completely NOT staring at me like she had been before.  NOW the two of them seemed to be forming the perfect, stereotypical picture of two women out shopping having a gabfest over coffee and a snack, interacting with each other. 

So now Miss Frozen was COMPLETELY NORMAL!  No rigidity in her body movements, no abnormalities with her facial expressions or facial movement as you see with many stroke victims, no apparent problems moving her arms and hands (she was busy buttering a bagel all of a sudden with both hands, the hands were suddenly a whirlwind of activity.)

I have to say this one was REALLY WEIRD.  And I'm queen of weird, so that's something!

Any medical folks here know of any physical condition where there would be PERIODIC WHOLE BODY RIGIDITY, of the type where a person's arm and hand are frozen in the air holding a coffee cup, and the face is blank and a little frowning or contorted but not in a terrible or exaggerated way, and then suddenly the person springs back to life again?

And does it make sense for the other woman to have been cluelessly continuing her conversation without once noticing her friend's stillness?  I could see if the other woman had an ongoing medical condition and her friend was used to it and regarded it as normal that she might just continuing chatting for as long as it would take for her friend to snap out of it....but wouldn't it make sense for her to gently take the mug of coffee out of her friend's hand while waiting for her friend to come around?  Instead, the woman ignored her frozen friend and the fact that she was dangling this mug of coffee and had her arm up in the air for fifteen whole minutes. 

I'm thinking about how I've behaved around stroke victims, trying to find that balance between not wanting to embarrass them or draw further attention to their infirmity, yet at the same time being hyperaware of how it might be difficult for them to perform certain tasks and I should be nearby to catch them when they fall or drop something or need help putting on a coat, etc. And that person holding a mug with presumably hot coffee in it frozen in mid-air while the person's body seizes up for fifteen minutes is NOT something I would ignore. I would gently grab the mug and set it aside so as to prevent the person from spilling it or hurting herself when she "unfroze."

You know?

Anyway, consider this an official update to the pod people thread.  A potentially live "out in the wild" real, honest to goodness, glitch in the Matrix, honey I need to reboot the robot, type of encounter!

LipstickMystic aka Jennifer

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There was a recent episode in the second Doctor Who series being shown here in the US on the Sci Fi channel in which all of the people in England had gotten used to wearing these metal "ear bud" things.  From time to time, everybody would stop what they were doing, frozen in place, and things like the "joke of the day" would be downloaded from some computer directly to their earpieces, and everybody would laugh in unision, and then they would continue about their business.  Later on it turned out that the ear buds were, of course, being used to mind control people, and then groups of them would be herded into this huge abattoir type of place where the people's human aspects would be eliminated and they would be encased in metal and transform into these walking, metallic, robotic "Cyber Men."

When I saw this woman, all I could think of was that eerie moment on the show where all of the pedestrians walking to work or hanging out on the sidewalks just all FROZE in unision to receive the download from their ear buds.....and after the download, they resumed movement and business as usual.

Oy!  I think I saw a Cyber Woman!

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Re: Politically Incorrect Thread About Pod People

Hi Jennifer!  Here's my take on what happened, because I periodically have similar things occur.  The woman may have either been a pod person, or an ensouled person who was asleep.  Upon seeing you, she detected an energy that she hadn't seen before but she recognized dimly.  She was frozen in place because she didn't know what to do with that.  Imagine seeing something you almost can't believe, and how you might freeze in place for a moment.   Of course, if she could even see or recognize that energy she was probably an ensouled, asleep person.

She could also have come up against programming at that time.  That would make sense of her extremely long "pause" feature.  I can't decide whether this indicates pod or ensouled/ asleep person.

Another possibility is that she's psychically aware, or is fighting it, and she could actually see that bubble of energy at your table.  Again, freezing and staring may be normal in this situation.  But whatever happened, it seems her friend didn't notice it.  Totally pod.

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On the topic of "pod people", I was coming home from work last night when I saw an old friend.  He came up to me and we had the common "small talk", and then he wanted to surprise me, and thus said, "Hey, check this out... BAM" and pulled out a cell phone!  It was funny because I didn't react.  I calmly just stood there is awe and then finally said, "You should be careful about the waves it gives off" in which he replied, "Yeah, I heard it can mess up my iPod."  Hehe. lol

On a side note.  I've been noticing a lot more people with cell phones these days, mostly talking on the bus.  Although the age range is more near the younger technological generation.

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With regards to Lipstick Mystic's post - That's one of the freakiest stories I've ever heard, hands down.  And no I don't think it was a medical condition, nor do I think it was the explanations that Lono offered up.  No offense to Lono, not trying to pick on you, it's just that based on what LM described, I don't think the explanations offered really fit.  You have to factor in what the other woman was doing.  She was yammering away nonstop, never once looking up from her food.  That in itself is weird.  Combine that with her companion who's literally, frozen in place.......for fifteen minutes (!!!!!!) and then how she unfroze and began acting completely normal like the entire thing never happened, and Houston, we have a problem here.   It truly sounds like a robot on pause mode, with an equally robotic companion who was yammering away nonstop, programmed to act like a "normal" person.

Call me crazy, call me paranoid, but I truly believe that a good chunk of the population around us are not real people.  And I'm left wishing that this sort of thing would happen to me, because I'm at a point now in life where I'd get right up and wander on over to Frozen Woman and be all, "HI!!!!!!  HOW YA DOIN!!!!!!  HI!!!!!!!!!!" to see what happens.  Take out my camera, take a pic.   Which is probably why this sort of thing doesn't happen to me.  wink  I'd be blowing the lid off the entire operation left and right.  big_smile  haha  It's too bad too.  It would be so much fun.

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Re: Politically Incorrect Thread About Pod People

Hi thanks for sharing.

LipstickMystic wrote:

The woman facing outwards seems to be staring at me. Her entire body is completely frozen up. Imagine someone with a coffee mug raised up towards her face, elbow to that arm stuck in the air, so the arm and the hand with the mug are frozen in the air.  And the face is completely frozen in a frowning and shocked looking expression, and she is staring outwards....seemingly at me.

And she does not move, blink an eye, or move that arm that she's holding up with the coffee in the mug ONE INCH.....

For FIFTEEEN FREAKIN' MINUTES...which I time out carefully, glancing over there periodically over and over again.

There is a particular disbelieving response wherein one might think you were simply being 'self-centered' or 'reading to far' - that the woman wasn't staring at you and the whole situation was your misunderstanding. I like to make a personal attempt to balance such 'knee-jerk' responses with the proportionate level of 'woo-woo' indulgence.

Because I've always wondered and even muse about the depths of control over 'humans' here and whether humanity is literally mere puppets for a higher power who can and does control the minds and bodily functions of any individual. Unused human brain portions and 'junk' DNA come to mind in argument of the potential for said puppetry. Could humanity be genetically altered to allow the human body to function as a literal 'soul-window' _from_ an extradimensional space to this physical plane? It is said that those in 4D see us as if looking through a window. What if those 'windows' were the literal eyes of humanity themselves?

There are certainly some who would propose that, if we are living in a matrix, then there are some who can and do travel into any living human body at will . . .

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LipstickMystic wrote:

But as I looked closer, the woman is still sitting there with her arm and elbow FROZEN IN POSITION IN THE AIR, in the act of raising the cup to her lips, except the cup never gets there, and the face is completely stuck in place and there is no movement, expression, or sense of this woman being conscious or ALIVE in the eyes.....and she does not change position, move her eyes or face or arm or elbow, for fifteen minutes or so.

Do you think she may have been on drugs? I'm thinking being on drugs could potentially make a person do this. Maybe her eleventeenth valium just kicked in?

LipstickMystic wrote:

Okay, more weirdness.  Her friend seemingly does not notice.  The friend is looking down at her food, chatting happily away about something. Neither one of them is on a cell phone from what I can see.  And the friend is having a one way conversation, with laughter, self-referential comments, and also conversation back and forth with this woman (at least her end of it) and NEVER SEEMS TO NOTICE THAT HER FRIEND IS COMPLETELY FROZEN AND UNRESPONSIVE AND NOT MOVING ANY INCH OF HER BODY FOR FIFTEEN MINUTES.

Are you sure she wasn't on a phone? Sometimes those earbuds can be small with a wire kinda like some matrix agent but you can't see it.

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I need to reboot the robot, type of encounter!

I've had this happen to me before. I was on drugs (cocaine) and probably took a pill like valium or something though I don't recall. I was also awake for more than one day. I had some confusion because I thought my friend had taken something or I had lost it. When I left the apartment to go home I got in my car and then froze and just sat there for about 15 - 25 minutes. It felt kinda like I was 'detatched' or 'turned off' thou I knew I _could_ move because I kept thinking about it, I was also thinking about how I wasn't moving and felt kinda stuck like I had lost time or had forgotten where I was or how I got there for a moment. The seemed to make me perplexed that I had somehow lost time or lost control. I'm pretty sure I sat in my car frozen like that for about 20 minutes. It was pretty weird.

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Re: Politically Incorrect Thread About Pod People

Lyra that is a hilarious visual.  I don't know if I'd have the gall to take any pics wink but for sure I think I'm at the point where I'd walk up and ask "are you okay...?" turning to her podmate, "is she okay....?  She's not moving!!!!"  lol, good times that would be...

Seriously, sounds like a reboot of some kind.  Maybe they're still runing windows (win-doze). smile  I think the podmate would logically have programming which included explicit instructions to minimize causing any "scene", or even anybody to notice anything, in the event of a fellow pod-freeze. 

I think maybe my dream is right, and 80% of the population in fact are alien/pod/op/holographic/2d/robotic/soulless/reptilian/grey/meat popsicles/puppetry/plant life.  Haha, those last oneS I added just for good measure. lol

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