Post by georgek on Jul 1, 2016 5:04:05 GMT 1
1) I think my most memorable one, was when there was no turning back in my beliefs that UFOs exist.
It happened on 11th August 1966.
I recollect reading my first UFO book called:- "UFOs Have Landed' By George Adamski.
My friend and I had also gone to his old school's jumble sale and I bought myself an old wooden bedside lamp with the interlocking brown cotton knitted mains lead.
Not knowing what to do with it......I thought it would look good if I placed it in my mothers zinc washing up bowl which had a silver finish and acted as a good reflector.
This I thought, would make a good light transmitter if I placed it in our garden near the garage door where I could access the mains switch?
We had already formed our group called the Universal Alien Contact Society (U.A.C.S)
Not wishing to look silly.....I decided to make my UFO communication at midnight when everyone was asleep. I was so intrigued with George Adamski that a kind of fascination built up knowing that there was life out there. I remember looking at the dust like formations of millions of stars on this warm August evening as not a single cloud was in sight.
It was then that I decided to flash Morse Code by sending (.._)(._)(_._.(...) which was UACS into the night sky. I must have repeated this signal many times over, as I stood with my head gazed upwards having my camera around my neck and occasionally taking a picture in the blackness that loomed above me, in case there was something watching? Daft as it seemed...I was only 15 yrs of age.
At first, nothing happened and then as I was looking down, the whole sky above me lit up like daylight with a pulsating blue light that fizzed a little..dimmed and then went out. I remember looking at the soil, as my father had dug the day previous as I could see every particle without shadows as if it was the clearest day.
I stood there transfixed with my heart pounding like crazy. There was no turning back and I felt a whole range of feelings that I never felt before. My first reaction was pride as here was I....who had come out to greet my UFO visitors only to cower away like a none believer, with the shame of turning away and cowering like a frightened child!
I stood there and although I wanted to look brave, so that my alien friends would be proud of me, my knees were shaking. Not wanting to look scared, I walked towards the house to show that I was unconcerned and at the same time sought refuge in the safety of my home. For all was safe in there!
As I began walking, an image composed of white light formed on our coal house wall. It was of razor sharp outline and about two feet wide. It shone for a good five seconds before finally going out, as I continued into our kitchen. I looked out the window for a good half hour, hoping to see something and at the same time hoping not to!
I made a note of the image and presented it to our founder member of our group who then took out half a dozen ID cards that he had prepared to match the two images. They were almost identical, apart from my moon shape which had more of a curvature. Although the oblong was identical in both images.
This was the beginning of a long relationship with UFOs and together with my friends we must have shared hundreds of encounters.
2) One of my latest encounters was back in 2013. It was a time when I was using a social network site on ghosts and was intrigued by a reader who kept having recurring dreams of a fireball. So many times that he would wake up with a sweat. Time after time he would write, until one occasion I said that i would ask my spirit guide. I placed a post alerting him of my intentions as I then used my dictation machine for an EVP message (Electronic Voice Phenomena) I had nearly mastered this technique and received clear recordings previously.
It was with sadness that I had to write back, informing him that I had received nothing!
About six months later, I was again using a network site when I stopped typing, noticing that the red diode indicating that my machine was recording, was glowing.
With curiosity, I played back the recording to get the shock of my life. The whole recording including previous recording one after the other, had occupied a good hour of time.
As I listened to the recordings, voices kept asking me to please wait here. More voices intervened as I could hear my voice asking about this catastrophe. It was being played back to me, as voices seemed to answer my request? The voice kept insisting to wait here, as a whirling noise of a great flapping machine entered the scene. Another voice intervened, saying:- "It's coming!"
The frequency then increases as the flapping noise increases as I can hear my own voice saying:- "Wow....I'll be blown!"
There was no memory to any of this...as I cannot remember a thing! One minute I was typing and the next I was looking at my dictation phone.
It was like an hour of my life was cut away and the two ends joined together as if nothing had happened?
If it were not for my dictation machine which had the time and date...I would have never known.
The only other slight thing was dreaming the night afterwards of being in a lab and someone pushing a needle into the back of my head. He kept telling me to remain calm and that it would not hurt...but it did! So he eased off.
That is all.
Which really explains why I was here in the first place. As I was searching the Internet for abductions and any similarities to my own case.
It happened on 11th August 1966.
I recollect reading my first UFO book called:- "UFOs Have Landed' By George Adamski.
My friend and I had also gone to his old school's jumble sale and I bought myself an old wooden bedside lamp with the interlocking brown cotton knitted mains lead.
Not knowing what to do with it......I thought it would look good if I placed it in my mothers zinc washing up bowl which had a silver finish and acted as a good reflector.
This I thought, would make a good light transmitter if I placed it in our garden near the garage door where I could access the mains switch?
We had already formed our group called the Universal Alien Contact Society (U.A.C.S)
Not wishing to look silly.....I decided to make my UFO communication at midnight when everyone was asleep. I was so intrigued with George Adamski that a kind of fascination built up knowing that there was life out there. I remember looking at the dust like formations of millions of stars on this warm August evening as not a single cloud was in sight.
It was then that I decided to flash Morse Code by sending (.._)(._)(_._.(...) which was UACS into the night sky. I must have repeated this signal many times over, as I stood with my head gazed upwards having my camera around my neck and occasionally taking a picture in the blackness that loomed above me, in case there was something watching? Daft as it seemed...I was only 15 yrs of age.
At first, nothing happened and then as I was looking down, the whole sky above me lit up like daylight with a pulsating blue light that fizzed a little..dimmed and then went out. I remember looking at the soil, as my father had dug the day previous as I could see every particle without shadows as if it was the clearest day.
I stood there transfixed with my heart pounding like crazy. There was no turning back and I felt a whole range of feelings that I never felt before. My first reaction was pride as here was I....who had come out to greet my UFO visitors only to cower away like a none believer, with the shame of turning away and cowering like a frightened child!
I stood there and although I wanted to look brave, so that my alien friends would be proud of me, my knees were shaking. Not wanting to look scared, I walked towards the house to show that I was unconcerned and at the same time sought refuge in the safety of my home. For all was safe in there!
As I began walking, an image composed of white light formed on our coal house wall. It was of razor sharp outline and about two feet wide. It shone for a good five seconds before finally going out, as I continued into our kitchen. I looked out the window for a good half hour, hoping to see something and at the same time hoping not to!
I made a note of the image and presented it to our founder member of our group who then took out half a dozen ID cards that he had prepared to match the two images. They were almost identical, apart from my moon shape which had more of a curvature. Although the oblong was identical in both images.
This was the beginning of a long relationship with UFOs and together with my friends we must have shared hundreds of encounters.
2) One of my latest encounters was back in 2013. It was a time when I was using a social network site on ghosts and was intrigued by a reader who kept having recurring dreams of a fireball. So many times that he would wake up with a sweat. Time after time he would write, until one occasion I said that i would ask my spirit guide. I placed a post alerting him of my intentions as I then used my dictation machine for an EVP message (Electronic Voice Phenomena) I had nearly mastered this technique and received clear recordings previously.
It was with sadness that I had to write back, informing him that I had received nothing!
About six months later, I was again using a network site when I stopped typing, noticing that the red diode indicating that my machine was recording, was glowing.
With curiosity, I played back the recording to get the shock of my life. The whole recording including previous recording one after the other, had occupied a good hour of time.
As I listened to the recordings, voices kept asking me to please wait here. More voices intervened as I could hear my voice asking about this catastrophe. It was being played back to me, as voices seemed to answer my request? The voice kept insisting to wait here, as a whirling noise of a great flapping machine entered the scene. Another voice intervened, saying:- "It's coming!"
The frequency then increases as the flapping noise increases as I can hear my own voice saying:- "Wow....I'll be blown!"
There was no memory to any of this...as I cannot remember a thing! One minute I was typing and the next I was looking at my dictation phone.
It was like an hour of my life was cut away and the two ends joined together as if nothing had happened?
If it were not for my dictation machine which had the time and date...I would have never known.
The only other slight thing was dreaming the night afterwards of being in a lab and someone pushing a needle into the back of my head. He kept telling me to remain calm and that it would not hurt...but it did! So he eased off.
That is all.
Which really explains why I was here in the first place. As I was searching the Internet for abductions and any similarities to my own case.