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"Human beings are under the control of a strange force that bends them in absurd ways, forcing them to play a role in a bizarre game of deception." ~ Jacques Vallee

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Donovan Concert: A Shared Experience — Maybe?

 

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In 2011, I wrote the following piece for my Trickster’s Realm column at Tim Binnall’s site (Binnall of America.)  Donovan in Concert at the Hollywood Bowl . . . Maybe.  

The other day — I don’t remember what it was that had me bring it up — but I mentioned this column to my spouse, Jim. Jim told me he didn’t know about the article: “You never mentioned that,” he said. (We usually read each other our stuff.) I was surprised, but anyway, he read the item. Afterwards he said: “That is very strange.” Pause. “Weirder still, I was at that concert.”

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Married over forty years, and I never knew that!

Another weird synchronicity, possibly, remotely, related to UFO type events. Jim and I had discovered years ago that we share many anomalous events, going back to childhood. All of them connected, in some way, to UFOs.

Found Journal: Memories, Voices, …

More from my found UFO notes from decades ago . I had forgotten so much of these experiences. Is “forgotten” the right word? How can a person forget these types of things? Maybe suppressed might be a better word. Below are two journal entries. Slightly edited for clarity, names have been changed, etc.

April 1991/Eugene, Oregon

Meditating the night before I met with Diane and George. I had an abrupt “waking dream” (I call them “mind post cards now) — I am awake, but having a vision, transported somewhere. I’m about ten years old in the dining room of my childhood home in Los Angeles. I see a man, in gray,  squatting on the floor. He’s busy doing something, and there are about four or five steel boxes about the size of bread boxes near him. They have lights on them, some of them are flashing; yellow, green, blue, red. This man is small with blondish- red hair and he’s human — almost. He seems three quarters human and one quarter something else. He suddenly looks  at me, and I get such a hit of hostility and anger from him! It’s obvious I am not supposed to be here, not supposed to see him. I get the sense in a few moments he’ll be gone; I just happened upon him early, too soon. I’m a little scared and well aware of his feeling I shouldn’t be here, but I’m also angry at him! This is my house! My dining room! I “wake-up” snap out of it is more accurate, for I wasn’t alsleep — as if someone’s turned the switch off and the “movie” is gone. I feel very uncomfortable.

May 1991/Eugene, Oregon

First UFO Study and Support Group at the library. Put up three flyers, about twelve people showed up. Good meeting — our agenda is to not have one. Research, study, compare notes. A couple showed up with their daughter who was about eleven. The daugher had heard voices all her life, and is in counseling. Diana and George (not their real names) really felt for her and felt as if we’ve seen her, or know her, somehow. The mothter seemed receptive — knew a little about stones and crystals. Diane upfront about her Wiccan, pagan path. No one batted an eye. I was slightly open regarding that.

The mother now tells me she feels Diane is “bringing demons” to her, into her house, because of her “witchcraft.” Discouraging. Odd, too, because she was very open and told me she’s glad we had the meeting and wants to meet again, but not if the meeting takes place at Diane’s.

One man who attended told a story of seeing a creature/visitor/intruder/alien/forgein other with witnesses. This creature was standing on the sidewalk, daytime. A definite negative presence. While he and the people he was with saw the creature, those passing by did not.

The next night, as I was leaving work, opening my car door, I heard a voice inside/outside my head. (to my left, by my left) (note: when I do encounter spirit voices it is always on my left) and I told myself it was just the sound of the car door opening. Two “words” came through. I don’t remember what they were.

Last night, I heard voices again. And an odd thing: eyes closed, suddenlty shapes taking a life of their own and forming into the black eyes, and I felt a presence (to my left.) I opened my eyes suddently, did not see anything, but really felt “it” — before opening my eyes I said “I don’t want you here!” and it left. On my way to the meeting at Diane’s when the phone rang — no one there. Diane saw a UFO the next morning. That night her oldest son had an emergency regarding his hand, he also gets frequent nose bleeds. (note: why I wrote that last sentecne at the time I don’t know, must have felt it was related.)

What’s interesting about these experiences is that they happened after my orange orb sighting. Eugene and surrounding areas were full of UFO sighitngs; many friends, “believers” and non-believers,  were seeing things. Local media reported on these sighitngs. I was having an incredible amount of synchronicities, precognitive episodes, my own sightings, “visions” during meditation and out of body experiences.

It seems the sighting of the orb opened up something within me that has been there all along.

Ancient Aliens: Mystery at Rudloe Manor

Little update: After posting this, saw on Facebook from friend and UFO scholar Scott Santa, that Ancient Aliens didn’t discover this — the existence of Rudloe Manor has been known for a long time. Timothy Good, author of Above Top Secret, addressed this years ago. A book that I’ve read, of course, but many years ago, and clearly, forgot all about it.  Still, it was a good episode for those who have not read Good’s book, or, who simply suffer from occasional bouts of senior-moment brain.

Last night’s episode of Ancient Aliens:The Mystery of Rudloe Manor was pretty good. Nice to see an Ancient Aliens where there wasn’t a rehashing of the already rehashed ‘aliens from millions of years ago had seeded us’ … not that I don’t believe that, I do, (yes, I do) (in part) but enough already.

Refreshing and surprising. I hadn’t known of the underground chambers in Wiltshire, England at Rudloe Manor. From the Ancient Aliens site, a bit from the blurb:

In the southwest corner of the Wiltshire, England countryside lies the mysterious structure known as Rudloe Manor. On the surface, it appears to be nothing more than a quaint English manor house, but researchers have argued for years that it has been the epicenter of British research into UFOs since World War II. British Ministry of Defence (MOD) insiders claim that an astounding 2.2 million square feet of vast caverns divided into many smaller chambers lie buried underneath Rudloe Manor (Ancient Aliens)

Watching the program last night, it seemed to me a safe theory to suggest that crop circles are the work of some shadowy black ops faction. Not aliens, not earth fairies, not Doug and Dave. Not even mating hedgehogs. Many disagree with me on this including many a UFO researcher I respect. But I am still convinced that some governments — certainly including our own — have been manipulating technologies and energies of non-human origin for their own agendas.

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