UFOS - Science & Technology with Dr. Steven M. Greer, Dr. Thomas Valone, Dr. Robert Wood and the late Dr. Roger Leir, who spent many years removing implants from abductees. I have no idea if the experiencer community has someone who has stepped in to fill this vital role. Held at the National Press Club, Washington D.C. April 29th - May 3rd, 2013
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UFOs - A Global Phenomenon / Part 2 with Roberto Pinotti, Shi-Li Sun, Grant Cameron, Nick Pope and Antonio Huneeus Held at the National Press Club, Washington D.C. April 29th - May 3rd, 2013 This is a little long, but it's been on my mind. This is taking on the alien abduction phenomenon and the way people who say they've experienced that have been treated. It's a longish rant based on a Twitter UFO feed I took part in the other day, one that got me both a little miffed and a lot sad.
Give a thought to what you say or type, before you let the words leave your lips or before you press send on that email, tweet, message, or Facebook post. Your words carry weight...the weight of how someone feels about themselves. Decisions are made to understand, heal, or hurt with words, and the wrong words can do more damage than you can know or even ever be aware of. If you said something bad that caused your (insert beloved family member here) to harm themselves, how would you feel? What if your words prevented them from talking about something that was troubling them? So they kept unbelievable trauma locked away inside them until they couldn't bear it any longer. Why am I going on like this? I'll tell you. During the past few weeks there has been rumors and accusations in the Twitter UFO community over whether or not Travis Walton faked his UFO abduction. Alien abductions and experiencers are a touchy subject at best, and even in the UFO believer circles. I was astonished to discover that there are many UFO believers who don't believe people are taken against their will by non-human intelligences. That's fine. I'm of a more open mind. I don't believe they've been flying around up there and visiting us for the fresh air and water, after all we've been doing to it. And they are sure as hell not just doing it to please us because we think they're pretty. So what do they want? Leaving that aside, I said it is perfectly okay to be 100% nuts and bolts science when it comes to UFOs if you want. I love science, too. You might be leaving out a helluva part of the equation (the why of abductions, given that so many people have reported them and continue to do so). But it's fine. You don't have to believe in alien abductions. Or aliens. Whatever. What I absolutely can not understand is why you would mock or laugh at someone who confesses that they have been abducted, that they have experienced traumatic kidnapping by NHI and have had things done to them. Personally, I don't think, given the stigma still attached to the abduction phenomena that anyone would want to admit to something like that if they didn't truly believe it happened to them. And who is anyone else to say it didn't? I made a tweet to the point of saying that I had been seeing the treatment on Twitter lately of experiencers and I didn't like it. A UFO believer responded with "Well, maybe they should have some proof then?" Can you believe those words were typed by someone who believes in UFOs? What's more, a click on the person's profile indicated they were somewhat liberal. So I responded by saying "It's sort of like 'believe all women.' I guess. Most women and girls (and men and boys too) don't have "proof" when they are raped, or molested, or beaten by significant others, or sexually harassed. Who are you to say they weren't abducted. Were you there?" I believe there were some experiencers on that thread. I felt bad for them, but I'm sure it's nothing they haven't heard before. We have only gotten to the place in our society where we can generally accept that people see UFOs. I suppose accepting something as terrifying as an abduction may take a little more time. In the meantime, does it freaking hurt to not say a word if you personally don't believe it? Do you have to cajole, mock, torment and laugh at people who say they have been made unwilling guinea pigs to non-human intelligences, only to then have most of their memories of it erased? Does it hurt you to be kind to someone? It doesn't. Or it shouldn't anyway. I have heard some people say some strange things, but I don't laugh at anyone's experiences...because I DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY WENT THROUGH. I was not there. Let me ask this: If you don't believe in abductions, but you did see a UFO, when you finally told people about your UFO experience, did anyone laugh at you? I can imagine a few of you might have to think about this, but some of you, probably yes, huh? Doesn't feel good, does it? Why don't you remember that? You are hurting people in the same way. Even if you disbelieve, keep that shit to yourself if you can't be understanding and sympathetic. Be nice or scroll on by. Don't be a dick. Yes, I know I sound like a mommy right now. There's a reason I never had kids. This is it. Other human beings are generally disappointing. Not all of you. Some of you are the sweetest, compassionate, most kind and empathetic people I've had the joy of getting to know over the last couple of months or so. I'm glad to know most of you. One or two percent of you out there need to work on your empathy and compassion. Human evolution is social. And we can only do that by attaining the highest levels of happiness for ourselves, our loved ones, and others around us...every one of us. We are all one people. We are connected. We are One. Please check out my last page on this website, Soul Seeds, for daily inspirational pictures, slideshows, and coming soon, mp4 clips with ambient/binaural beats music when you are feeling down or need a lift. Last Saturday night, Val and I went to spend a few hours at Ft. DeSoto campground barbecuing some burgers and dogs and looking for UFOs, once it got dark for National UFO Night Out (NUNO). It rained to postpone the cook out which calmed the nasty bite-y bugs for a little while so we could cook out with a nice breeze. We saw a clan of trash pandas that were hanging out in the trees above. They came down and Val got a pic of this one while it was trying to do it's bidness. It turned and gave her this look as it was finishing up as if to say "Human, how dare you? We don't bother you when you're out in the wild taking a crap!" No, and to be fair they didn't bother us while we were cooking out. But this will forever be my go-to image when I want to give somebody shit on social media. It's already my Twitter cover. Facebook will be next if they don't ban me for it, since they ban everything these days.
Oh, the UFO night. After we ate, the stars came out and we did see a UFO! Val spotted it. It didn't fly very fast but fast enough. It was kind of flying straight-ish, but there were several off-things about it that made me know it was a UFO instead of a plane.
There are other things that kind of lead me to believe this was no plane. It was just a gut thing. Kind of like I kind of knew I would see the orb. Kind of like the ones I thought weren't UFOs maybe weren't really. No matter how much I longed for that triangle thing I saw wayyyyy up in the sky in the 90s in St. Pete to be a UFO, the fact remains that it was most likely a Stealth bomber...since we're so close to MacDill Air Force Base. It didn't give me the same gut feeling or the same excitement or sense of awe and wonder. Nothing but a gen-u-wine UFO does that for me. I get chills. The hairs on my body stand up. I tingle. I have not filed the case to MUFON or NUFORC (Are they still around? Website has not been updated since May FFS!) yet, along with my summer of 1981 encounter. I'm still getting my stories sorted on paper. But I will definitely make the recent report soon. There's no video as I couldn't get my night scope's video turned on in time and the video that Val took on her phone is kind of short and not focused really well. But we'll have better luck next time. National UFO Night Out has decided to make their events monthly, but we think we're going to wait until it gets to be non-mosquito season...or at least until our bites heal up! We do have a trip planned to go see Bok Tower and Spook Hill, two sites of purported high magnetic energy and in the area of a supposed energy vortex: Lake Wales. We're going in October so we hope it will be cool enough outside to sit and partake of the night skies a bit. Lake Wales is an area that sees a bit of action, so who knows what will happen! This was finally uploaded last week on 7/2/2021, the anniversary of Roswell. I've just been late getting all of the videos uploaded here. I will upload Part 2 here tomorrow. UFOs : Roswell / Part 1 - with Donald R. Schmitt, Stanton Friedman, Lt. Col. Kevin Randle, Col. Jesse Marcel Jr., Jesse Marcel III and Denice Marcel Held at the National Press Club, Washington D.C. April 29th - May 3rd, 2013 Roswell - Part 2 can be seen here: Citizens Hearing on UFO Disclosure: Roswell - Part 2 Associated Phenomena with Peter Davenport of National UFO Reporting Center (NUFORC), Peter Robbins, Gary Heseltine, Linda Moulton Howe. Held at the National Press Club, Washington D.C. April 29th - May 3rd, 2013 The above image is a screen cap of the Google Street View of the Winn Dixie at Tyrone Gardens Shopping Center in St. Petersburg, Florida.
Now we're gonna start talking about some aliens, so if ya'll can't handle, don't read. This isn't a scary story, though. Not to me. I am at a point in my life now, and was kind of then, really, where I don't find aliens scary anymore. Humans scare me more. Just like some stories from the 1990's, this one, and another one I will relate on this website that was told to me by another person in the same location, is very strange. I would go so far as to say highly strange. I will note that I never mentioned my own experiences to the people who told me these stories, until after they'd told me their tales. They'd believed me, of course, and I, believed them. Not out of reciprocity, but because they were the kind of people who did not go around making this kind of shit up. They had good reputations and good jobs. And no one with reputations and jobs on the line talks about this stuff. The price you can pay is too high. I hope those days of fear are coming to an end. Experiencing this shit is scary enough (at first). But if you have to keep it bottled up for unbelievers, you'll go bonkers (see the mashed potatoes dude in Close Encounters of the Third Kind for a reference point...though not all of us go to that extreme..) I'm using a *fake name for my ex-coworker in this story to protect her identity. She was an older lady then, and she may have likely passed on, but she has children and grandchildren, and I do not know if she ever told them this, but I will not harm anyone with it's retelling. In the 1990s, the Florida bank I was working for was going through a lot of changes (ironically they were eventually bought out by the institution that my current company banks with) and I was working for the Purchasing department as a administrative clerk responsible for ordering personal banking supplies and furniture for our offices across the state. Cora*, the administrative assistant, worked directly under our boss. For some strange reason, they had moved us from a downtown St. Petersburg location to a shopping center across town that featured a Winn Dixie grocery store, a Chuck E. Cheese, a hair cutting school, a Big Lots, a pizza/Italian restaurant, and a few other odd little stores on the front side and the back. Tyrone Gardens. Middle class to kinda poor people shop there. The main Catholic cathedral in St. Petersburg is right down the street. The main shopping mall, Tyrone Mall, is not far away. It's surrounded by lower-to-middle income apartments and houses. And one day, my co-worker Cora went to go look around at one of the stores during a break period and came back pale and shaking like wet dog. It's been a long time, so my memory, like other memories, is not solid, but I think I remember all the important details. This is what happened to Cora: It might have been the holidays and that's why she wanted to go over to Big Lots or one of those other little stores to look at stuff. Part of me likes the idea of aliens Christmas shopping, but I don't think that's what would motivate them. I think people, and generally crowds of people, might motivate them, if they have a message to get across, and in the 90s it seemed like some of them did (see Phoenix Lights and Ariel School in Zimbabwe for reference). I don't know if this happened to more people than Cora (I've searched MUFON for alien encounters in Florida in the 90s, and didn't find anything) but if it did, I would not have been surprised. Especially if it was around the holidays. I remember it being more crowded than usual, and that shopping center did not usually get crowded during the day. So, I'm thinking it was at least after Thanksgiving. It was warm, though. But hell, this is Florida. We sometimes don't get a cold snap until December. We had finished lunch and we talked about going over to one of the stores to look around because we were having a slow period, and the boss was at a meeting at the corporate headquarters a couple miles away. We couldn't go at the same time, so I said she could go first. So she did. And like I said, came back utterly shocked and pale. What she claimed she saw was even paler. She said she was on the sidewalk, walking past Big Lots toward some new little trinket dollar store (it wasn't in the shopping center for long) when she noticed the two people on the walk coming toward her. They were tall...very tall. And so white. She said they were whiter than copy paper it seemed to her, that that's whiter than most Caucasian people. Caucasian people aren't really white, we're sort of a creamy or splotchy pink or beige, depending on our skin condition and whether we've tanned. Cora said to me "M..The way they looked at me...their eyes were so unnatural...dark!" I asked her if they had whites to their eyes, or if they were entirely dark, like black, but she could not tell. And that wasn't the worst. "You won't believe me," she said. "But...They spoke to me... IN MY HEAD." If she'd told anyone but me, she might have been disbelieved. And laughed at. And mocked. But after my own UAP sighting and hearing stories about some aliens who could speak using telepathy, I did not doubt her. I asked her what they said to her. She said it was something along the lines of "We are here now and you'll have to get used to us." This is not exact...but an approximation. She was too scared to recall it word for word. She would not stop shaking. "I'm so afraid. I've never had anything like that happen before in my life!" she said. Words so familiar to me. Words I've said and heard before. But at that moment, I wasn't afraid at all. I was excited! I told her about my experience seeing a UFO (I didn't tell her everything) and that I had heard of others who had seen UFOs and ETs (now they call them NHI, non-human intelligence, because, well some may actually come from here...more on that later). I calmed her down and told her I wanted to go out and try to find them and see if I could get them to talk to me. She was scared for me, but I was determined. I went out and walked up and down that sidewalk...all around the shopping mall and behind it. I even went into a few of the stores, but my mind was preoccupied with tall extremely paint-white humanoids with dark eyes (I did not know about Tall Whites—a supposed race of aliens, or alien/human hybrids—at that time). I would start researching these things a bit later. As far as I could recall then, the show The X-Files had only featured the Greys. I probably walked around longer than I should have because by the time I got back, our boss had returned from his meeting at corporate. He wasn't mad, though. Cora had broken down and told him...and it turns out my boss believed in UAPs and ETs but he swore he had no stories of his own. Our stock room manager was up in the office with us at this point, and he told us about his own weird experience, not with a UAP or aliens, but with a weird, scary drive home in the middle of the night on a well-known highway in our state, and how he may be the only person who thinks there's more to it than just being haunted. But I'll save his story for Part 2 for another day. As for Cora's tale...there is supposed to be such a thing as a race of aliens called Tall Whites. I don't know if they are for real or not. Snowden's leaks supposedly said they helped Hitler, which has gotta be total bullshit. But who knows? If you believe some people out there (and I don't) there should be around eighty-some different races of extra-and-ultra terrestrials visiting (at last count). And probably not all of them are nice. Still, like I said, humans worry me more than aliens these days. I lost touch with Cora after my husband passed away and I left the company and moved around a bit, trying to get the pieces of myself back together...a hard job. I've searched the internet for her but haven't had any luck. The same with my other former co-worker, whose story I will tell in Part 2 of Stories from Others. Thanks for reading. Stay weird. |
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