I’ve been wondering – is it just me or does it happen to all of us? From the day I was born there have been “things” in my life I can’t explain. I’m not a person to “Label” things, never have been. I’m not a person to “jump to conclusions”, and then insist that my conclusions are the only answers…And I’m not fanatical…but I am scientific in my approach to something supernatural, and I allow for all possibilities, BUT I won’t deny what I have experienced, just because I can’t explain it.
I was born on an island in the Gulf of Alaska – and I was told, just days before my birth, everyone on the island watched for five consecutive days, cigar shaped objects in the night sky. They had appeared night after night right after sunset. The super large objects would release baby cigar shape objects that shot off in every direction of the earth, returning to the mother objects that hovered in the Alaskan sky until their return, just before dawn. This was the buzz of the island for five days … yet no one on the main land reported the sightings. WHY?
I have to wonder, what where these huge cigar shaped objects? And why were they sending out smaller images of themselves to roam the earth? What were they doing? Who were they? And why am I saying “THEY”?
From what I’ve been told – those Islanders who watched the sky in horrified fascination for that week, reported those cigar shaped objects as ships, crafts of some kind that didn’t belong to the earth. But the rest of the world never heard about this until now, some fifty years later...from my big mouth, WHY?
When I was very young I used to “Protect” my sister from the “Stick People” Yap, that’s what she called them. Some kids have green eyed monsters, my sister had stick people. But there was something different about her experience. It wasn’t the normal childhood make-believe monsters. Most children’s fears could be dispelled with a word of courage from their parent … there was no consoling my sister’s fear.
As was the normal family ritual, my dad would tuck us kids into our beds at 8 o’clock every night when we were wee ones and we’d sleep until morning, undisturbed. But every now and then…after our dad had turned out the lights, my sister would whisper to me, “Their coming tonight.” My sister always knew when “they” were coming.
I’d have to get up and check to be sure our bedroom closet door was closed, she said that’s where the stick people came from. Then I’d crawl into her bed and take the position on the outer edge, so she could use me as her shield and hide behind my body, with the wall that her bed was against, at her back. That way the stick people would have to get me first, I believed, never to reach her.
Come morning, I’d wake in my own bed, not knowing how I got there. For years I assumed my father must have found me in her bed and put me back into mine after we’d fallen asleep…. Two years ago, my sister told me what really happened.
Inevitable in the morning after one of these nights, she would report to me with fear filled eyes about the stick people, how they had come for her, and how she hated their wand. And, it never failed…our bedroom closet door would be open.
One day, I asked my sister to draw a picture of these beings, since I never saw them. She drew small thin beings with large heads and big black eyes.
We never told our parents. And I still don’t know why? Except some how we knew they wouldn’t believe us if we told them the stick people were real. When I got older, I happened to have read a report about a sighting of a UFO and the article had a sketch of the beings the person reported seeing. I was shocked to see a similar sketch to my sister’s (so long ago) drawn sketch of the stick people.
I wondered; how was it someone we didn’t know and so many years later, drew the same picture?
At this point I know you’re wondering if I’ve gone off half cocked…I’ve wondered that at times myself, but I appear to be normal. My daily activities are the same as most peoples, except I write books. Yap, I’m told you have to be a bit looney to do that, but other than that most people think I’m normal. Some people even say, I’m intelligent....makes me wonder about their IQ.
I do know one thing - I don’t do strange things in my life like make shrunken heads in my kitchen, or say odd things to random people as I’m walking down the street, nor do I talk to myself – well, then again, I do tend to yell at my computer when it isn’t working right, but I’m told that’s normal.
U.F.O’s….Have any of you seen them? And I’m not talking just lights in the sky – I mean SEEN them up close? Any encounter of the third kind? What is your take on them?
Have you ever noticed the Egyptian’s have space craft drawn on the pyramid walls? Why would they draw that…unless they saw something in the sky?
Have you heard the legend of Native American Indian’s who claim they came from the “Star People”? Or seen their rock pictures with crafts in the sky?
Some say – those that have reported seeing U.F.O.’s are all imagining it – Well, maybe that’s why I’m a writer...an over worked imagination – or is it the desire or the need to report what I know?
But then there are those who say, people who claim to have seen a U.F.O. are saying it to draw attention to themselves – WOW, I can’t imagine that – the kind of attention claimer’s get isn’t what I’d call awesome attention – it’s scorn and ridicule.
Guess that’s why most people don’t claim seeing them – for fear of being made an outcast.
So, that brings to mind another question, for those people who have never admitted or have told anyone about seeing a U.F.O. – how does the attention theory hold up?What good is it to make up a U.F.O. story in their heads – no one else knows their secret story…are they in a form of self delusion? What do they gain by telling themselves a made up story about strange beings – when they know it’s all made up?
Yet, how do we explain the other ones? Not the crazy ones, or the nut jobs but those few brave ones that step up from every walk of life and claim to have seen a U.F.O., from Doctors, high ranking Army personal, waitresses, attorneys, plumbers and policemen. From adults to children. And they all have similar stories, odd isn’t it?
WHY? Why do these people risk speaking out? What drives them to tell what they saw, when they know most everyone will call them crazy?
I really can’t say…except maybe they saw something that is supernatural...something yet to be explained. Or maybe what they’re telling us now about U.F.O’s is kind of like the first adventurers when they came back to England and talked about long necked horses with spots, that could eat from the tops of super tall trees with sticky, long black tongues. I’m sure back then it sounded pretty strange to those who hadn’t see an animal like that – they could have said long necked horses didn’t exist, and they may have even thought the adventurer was just a crazy drunk with a big imagination…that is until he produced a giraffe.
Maybe it isn’t aliens from outer space. Maybe what people are seeing is a parallel reality? Or quanta leap from our own future. Maybe we’re not alone…who knows. I don’t and I really can’t say because I come from a land of people who believe in ghost and talk to Leprechauns…yeah, wee little people…hummm, kind of like the stick people my sister used to see when we were young.
So, what have you seen?
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Sunday, December 7, 2008
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Book Haul  - The last couple days the internet was down (it was terrible. LOL!) but I'm back. This haul is from the last two weeks. Happy Reading! *Review:* Wicked A...
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