“WAS THIS A HOLOGRAM TEST”??

Somehow you are above it all, thinking you are experiencing an out of body experience, as you seem to float and maneuver yourself while looking down at the particular situation below. Unbelievable you think at what you are witnessing. Or again perhaps you are in the situation experiencing and reacting to a devastating situation. In either case all of your senses are on ALERT. Asking yourself at the moment “How did I get myself into this”? “I went to bed and fell asleep didn’t I”? “I know I did”! Unknown to the abductee he/she had been abducted and perhaps kept asleep until he/she found himself/herself within a realistic situation that the alien extraterrestrials devised as a hologram test for this particular abductee. The abductee finds the situation so realistic and begins to react to the situation. The abudctee feels afterwards that the particular situations that are given as a warning of things to come to change to our earth as our earth goes through the many processes of becoming a “mature earth”. Unknown environmental changes to this maturing earth are known by the higher intelligence of alien extraterrestrial beings.

As an example you find yourself floating above the eastern coastline. You are given instructions that are heard in your head to view the landscape below. You are so mystified at this process but automatically it seems, you follow the orders given to you. Seemingly, there is no time given to think how you can be flying, floating, or even experiencing an out of body affect to what you are able to do at this time and to view the many coast lines on the eastern side of the United States. It is just impossible, but here you are viewing large waves washing away the coastlines and the water going into populated areas causing devastating floods, that eventually tear down buildings, homes, anything in its path. Right now the thought of Katrina came to mind, because many of my friends and clients in this phenomenon were shown this devastation that did occur.

Another specific test is perhaps when you “wake up” in the mist of the hologram test on some beach on the eastern coastline experiencing large waves that washed away the beach, the piers, and the normalcy is gone. For instance you find yourself in New York City or even Florida under these conditions of a horrific flood. Your instant reaction is to run and run quickly as the other people all around you are doing. These people are actually running for their lives as they run quickly into the city. You are able to feel the cold rushing water around your body and the water is rising quicker than you can run to find safety. Eventually finding yourself in the bowels of the city. You quickly spot a higher elevation and swim to it thinking you will be safe. All of a sudden you are distracted by the loud thunderous sound of crashing noises of a huge wave coming towards you, your heart beating so fast you think you are going to die. You find an unusual place of safety. Your reactions set in as you begin to grab at people all around you to bring them up to safety. Overlooking where you are, you see helpless people, being washed away by the depths of this flood that came from the ocean.
At a quick glance large buildings are toppling down on one another, vehicles being turned over and buried by the waters and carried away as toys. In unison, the people you rescued, they are pulling up other people to safety.

Is it possible the alien extraterrestrials are using this hologram test to warn us what can and may happen with global warming?? Think about it. Many of my clients and abductee friends have been put through a scenario such as this. Waking up in our own beds the next morning and trying to make sense of the horrific “dream” we had experienced that previous evening. Wondering why we feel so tired and feeling not our selves mentally or physically. Waking up and immediately searching the media for news of a disastrous flood on the eastern coastline. We find the day hard to get through physically and emotionally. All abductees will shed many tears during the day because of the lack of understanding what transpired during the night still not realizing we had experienced a hologram test, and trying to piece together the experience and hold onto the knowledge that had been given to us on the previous evening.

The realistic part of these types of hologram tests makes you feel that the reality of life as a human here on our planet is a wonderful gift, and we need to protect and honor this gift of life.

HOLOGRAMS

The meaning of a Hologram is: A three-dimensional image of an object produced by recording on a photographic plate or film the patterns of interference formed by a split laser beam and the illuminating the pattern with usu. coherent light.

This is Webster’s College Dictionary’s description of a Hologram. The far advanced technology of a Hologram used by the alien extraterrestrials is far more advanced. I have experienced three to four alien holograms during abductions. Many of my alien abductee clients and abductee friends have experienced many given alien/military holograms. I believe this given advanced technology has been given to certain powers within our military and governments. These Hologram tests are giving for their knowledge of study of the humanness of a human and also to give forwarding information in detail to the abductee as a warning of events to come forth here on our earth.

I will describe my experiences in the following:

“Waking up” either onboard a alien craft (normally one of the larger craft’s) or perhaps somewhere in an unknown area of an underground base having either one of the Grey’s or a man dressed in military wear who is helping me up from a lying down position. I am immediately given instructions on a “test” to be administered to me. I’m walked to a certain dark room and I think being rendered once again into a sleep mode. Waking up from this “sleep mode” in a confused stupor I am shocked to find myself thinking something terribly has gone wrong. I look upwards towards a darken grayish seemingly day time asking myself why is it so grey looking, and trying to reason where I am and how did I get here wherever here is at? I realize that this grayish fog is not fog but appears to be dust that is all around me. I hear people screaming, moaning and crying then reality seems to kick in as I find myself lying on the ground. I begin to cough hard as I am breathing this dust into my lungs. Looking at my clothed body which is covered in this grayish dust, I rub my face and find my face is covered with this dust. With all of the human screams I hear explosions all around me. I know my body is intact so I can escape this awful dream I think I am in. I quickly sat up to survey this awful dream. The different odors that I smelled in the air were sickening. Still very confused I stood up and to my dismay overlooking my intense environment a voice within my head told me that this town was attacked by a new type of nuclear bomb. I saw tall buildings crumbling down to the ground, other building structures half standing, explosions of fire everywhere. At my feet are lying Asian people who were seriously hurt, and or badly burned. I instantly felt the need to get these people out of harm’s way and try somehow to save their lives. I had no plan but I began searching for the people who were crying, moaning, or screaming. I saw death everywhere. Children, men, and women, I saw lying seemingly on top of one another. Their bodies blistered from an intense source of heat. I did not have time then to ask “why is my body not blistered from this heat”? “Why am I alive”? My reactions to this situation quickly took over as I began lifting up one person at a time and quickly found shelter against a tall crumbled wall of a building. As I lifted many humans their skin just fell from their body, or their blood just poured out from the deep injuries. I lined up many injured and burnt people, laying each one next to the other. I knew I had to do something quickly to stop the flowing of their blood or the process of their burnt skin. I surveyed the area and I found boxes of a medical plastic wrap and bottles that held substances of iodine, alcohol, (gee, this building must have been a pharmacy)! Seemingly medical supplies were made available to me. This plastic wrap was not just the normal Saran Kitchen Wrap. Quickly, I began pouring bottles of liquid solutions (when I opened the bottles I smelled the solutions and to me it felt right to use these solutions) over the burnt people and wrapping their bodies in this plastic. I used this plastic wrap to cover up extensive bleeding injuries as well. I first pulled shrapnel out of the various places of injury and tightly wrap this plastic around the area of injury. I was told telepathically that help was on the way, and what I was doing was good and what was expected of me.

I woke up lying in my own bed the next morning, with many disgusting smells around me, so very tired as if I had not slept but worked very hard. I laid in bed just trying to put together in my mind, (my brain) of what occurred during the night. My day was long and to help me understand what occurred is when I contacted my human sources to help bring me back to full normalcy and with an understanding. Remembering and the knowing of what I was told before and after this “test” that this event could and the possibility is high that this could happen in the future, in an Asian or on America soil, and because of my training, I will be able to help as I did in this hologram affect. Still at present time, with all of my senses I remember. I remember the reality of this “test” because of using all of my senses to smell, taste, see, touch, and experience.

Lets talk Alien Types , Is it all True ? part 4

It has been said there are 125 to 200 alien being types on earth presently or in the recent past. This is a wonderful group of hardy souls and some without. Let’s start with the Greys — three types: 1.) The small guys with big heads and big eyes are (Rigelians). They don’t care much for us in a human way, but survive on our secretions; 2.) The Zetas are about the same as Type 1. Face and fingers are different and a little smarter and a more passive group. Do not need our juices (so a little friendlier you may say); 3.) The Clones of Type 1 and Type 2- their servant race.

Next the Nordics – the beautiful beings – mostly blonde hair, blue eyes (a reflection on a preconceived human beauty trait) The Nordics are in a non-interference mode when we need help, except maybe if the Greys suck too many of us dry.

Nordic clones (gray shade in the skin) are toys created by Greys Type 1 to do their bidding– workers.
Tall Race – seven to eight feet (have a great inter- galactic basketball teamJ) buddies with the Nordics.

MIBs (not Will Smith and Tommy Lee Jones), but a kind of a FBI of the Cosmos, very pale skin, ask questions to intimidate UFO witnesses, love large black cars and sunglasses (sensitive vertical pupils). I have had clients who loved to throw verbal curve balls to confuse them, typically they leave the scene, shaking their heads- they are programmed for a set of responses and seemed to have a beehive matrix for a brain.

Inter-dimensional types – they come in a variety of shapes and sizes, basically of a peace loving nature, but always a little scary to look at.

Hairy Dwarfs — bit of an orange skin color – reddish hair, very thin and short, neutral group, a little curious nature – with a trickster side.

Short Humanoids— 1 and 1/2 feet tall to 2 ft. tall — blue skin — love to vacation on the Mexican-side of the border.

Those are a few of the characters that are hanging out with us; many of them love the underground world.

One last thought, most of these groups have been hanging here before man existed — so who is truly the Alien?

MWiz.

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Look closely anyone you recognize ?

DESTINATION UNKNOWN: con.t

Hello once again, and welcome into my extraordinary world! Last week I asked my audience for input into perhaps a description of an alien craft they may have seen or even been on. I am sorry to report I received no responses. But don’t let that keep you from responding, I’d still love to hear from you so don’t be shy with your information!

Digging into my bag of given knowledge. Information coming from either myself or friends within this UFO community who have spoken of other “areas” or “rooms” within a craft in which they have been taken to during their abductions. I’ve been told about a large room that had tall round glass containers. Within these containers is a type of liquid, and in these containers were humans evidently “abductees”. The question is what type of test is this given by the extraterrestrials or what exactly is the reasoning behind this? Abductees who have found themselves within these containers report they were able to breathe within the liquid that filled up the open space in these containers. I don’t know what the reason why humans were put into this type of situation.

Again, I don’t know how true this experience is but this is “the abductee’s story, of his/her experience in another large room located on an alien craft. Another abductee was taken to another large room that held large open tanks and these tanks held body parts of humans and alien extraterrestrials that apparently were being “cooked”. What is the reasoning of this and if in fact its purpose? I guess the strangeness of this report is just as strange as my experience of being taken to this large medical laboratory that on one side of the wall held what I described as large fish tanks that did in fact hold body parts of humans and alien extraterrestrials, including small baby hybrids in a liquid. I was shown and taught that with “their” advanced knowledge they could grow not only human body parts to “repair” and make “new”, workable parts of the human body or alien extraterrestrial body.

This procedure was shown to me after viewing these fish tanks that held human or extraterrestrial body parts. I was able to have an encounter with a human man who is an alien abductee and was involved in an accident here on earth and thought to have died in this accident and who was “rescued” at the time by his alien extraterrestrials thus “life given” back to him via through their much more advanced medical intellect using this man’s own DNA to grow new body parts that had been destroyed in this accident. (I’m sorry to have been so graphic in the previous paragraphs).

Many of these ships hold many laboratories, medical or otherwise as well as many teaching rooms where young human children are taken to be begin their long years of being taught extraterrestrial technologies of science or medicine. I had been taken to one of these teaching rooms as well but as an adult, yes, to be taught in some areas of bio/medical research.

Viewing some of the children and how they were being taught. I saw no black boards, but whatever the human child was being taught on that particular night, the instructors (teachers) whom I noticed were Nordics, would use these visual hologram types of presentations. It is hard to explain to you the audience, exactly what I saw and the manner in how it was being taught through the learning experience they had the child go through, then using “technical” equations somehow was presented in front of a child automatically like in a written “neon lights” affect that was presented in front of the child. That is not the way I was taught though in the research aspect of it. Yes, I and many of my clients and friends “abductees” have been “taught” through various aspects on many different topics using their capability of holograms, which they put the human subject right into the area that they want the adult to learn. This process of using holograms is very affective. Later on I will discuss holograms.

DESTINATION UNKNOWN: con’t

Sitting across from me in a hypnotic state is my client who is in the darken room with lit candles glowing. I listen intently to my client’s words as it is described by the client who is reliving “driving down a dark road”. “Just trying to get home” the client said, on a cold wet winter evening. A red truck quickly passes the client’s car at a great amount of speed. All of a sudden a bright white light appears from out of nowhere upon the client’s vehicle, lighting up the area as if it were somehow day time, directly in front of his/her vehicle is a large object that shines a bright light onto its subject. “It’s going to hit my car”!! Yells the client! The car swerves and control is lost, the car ending up in a ditch. The client is rendered unconscious.

Minutes later the client experiences a “waking up to the visual fact” of the abduction experience. “I feel very groggy”. “I must be in a hospital”, states the client. “Oh! My God”, “I am still in my car”! “No! No”! “Don’t let it be”!

The car door opens and the client is floated out of the car by an alien extraterrestrial. Wide awake now, this intelligent human being who was taken out of sequence of normal life is surveying the environment which the client finds himself/herself in. “There’s the red truck that past me up”, the client exclaims loudly! “Oh no”, I’m onboard their ship. “There’s more than one of them”! (The alien beings are described here). The client feeling as if his body is just going to fall onto the silver floor as he is watching the alien extraterrestrials remove a lifeless looking man from the red truck that is “parked” not far away from my client’s vehicle and as he watches the extraterrestrials take the listless man off to somewhere else, “just out through the sliding opened door” the client states. The client is in a stupor quickly wondering how he and his car along with the driver of the red truck were transported into a room such as this, yes, knowing he is onboard an alien craft. The client is quickly taken a hold of by his arms by the two beings and somewhat “dragged” out of this room into a curved hallway and either walked or floated to a distance into another room that held a large round silver colored device that was partitioned by two feet high metal walls between flat surfaces that held other human beings that were lying on this large round metal device.

Another description of the inside of an alien extraterrestrial craft. Different sizes and shapes mostly unseen to the human eye, daytime or night-time by the general populace of our world. Many daily sightings unmistakably do occur every day and night. Recorded by humans who have a camera in hand and who are willing to turn over the proof of the pictures. Many of these “crafts” can be viewed as reputable researchers into this phenomenon have put up many various pictures of different crafts via the internet.

I myself have been on small to very large alien ships. Memory once again brings me to a small craft. Upon waking up in a “small room” I was walked to a not far away distant by my Friendly Grey Raytheon, to the control room of one small craft. The door slid upwards into the control room where there were three other Greys’ at the control panel. How did I know it was a small round craft? There were port windows circling the round room in which I was in. I asked to look through the windows which I did, and I could see outside of the craft because there were lights located on the outside of the craft, the roundness of this craft appeared to be a small shuttle craft.

The curved control panel where three of the Grey’s sat monitoring the course of the ship by placing their hands onto a small curved panel that held outlines of their hands as the Grey’s would place their hands onto these indented metal shapes. Many different colored lights of red, orange, green lights were used as indicators of speed, pressure, and whatever else that is used to fuel and power these ships.

In an area that I have found and described as being located in Los Alamos, NM I was led out of this medium ship by the Grey’s onto a slanted walkway (after the ship landed onto ground in a wooded forest). Because of bright lights above the walkway I was able to see and describe this craft. I would say this round craft was about one story high, and the length approximately 60 feet long or longer?

One August evening recently, while sitting outside, looking towards the Sandia Mountain range, east of my home. A telepathic communication was heard and instructions were for me to look up in the darken night time sky. To a sense of wonderment and joy, floating quickly, quietly and very low directly over my home, was a large cigar shaped ship. This cigar shaped ship was outlined with red and white lights as it passed over my home traveling northeast towards the Sandia Mountain range. How thoughtful I thought of them, as one year before I relived this same scenario in the same month. What a coincidence I thought, what is the reasoning behind this though? Perhaps this is one ship that I’ve been on? Is this ship a Reptilian or Reptilian/Government or just a Government ship, I pondered.

Let’s talk about a particular craft I suspect having been on. The Mother lode of ships. This particular ship (I’m told by my abductors) is located somewhere out within our universe and not located close in proximity to planet earth. This Mother ship is like a small city within itself. Its purpose is like a main “gathering” point; half way point or not, I don’t really know but is a place for gathering of most alien ships; alien species/cultures which there are many. On this particular ship you will find many laboratories, medical, chemical, research, large rooms where reactors are built and new technology is tested. Many human scientist come and go and do work there as well, learning new technology. If you have seen over the years any of the Star War films I feel that the “mother ships” are correct in what you see in these Star War movies. Quite complex.

Perhaps some of my readers who are abductees, experiencers, or contactee’s can describe some more in regard to extraterrestrials ships they have been on? Let me hear from you on this subject!

Connecting Forces- Part 1– By Liz

It wasn’t until Christmas 1977 that I would be confronted with something that couldn’t be denied or explained away. A simple answer would have been if it was only a onetime event, but instead it would be three, back to back, within a seven-month period that would leave others and myself without answers.
It all started with seeing a light, low to the horizon, pacing the vehicle I was in. The others in the vehicle did not take notice of this event, because they were too busy catching up on the past. But as I sat in the seat looking out into the night sky I saw it follow us for about seven miles. At first I thought it might be lights from a plane, but it then zipped across the sky in less than a second to disappear hundreds of miles in the distance. This was December 26, 1977 and it was no plane.
Then in and around March or April 1978 I was traveling along the same route with family. My mom was more attentive to the traffic and my sisters than what was happening in the sky around us. The sun was still up when we were returning home and this is when I saw a silver disc in almost the exact same spot. This object flew low to the horizon, not far from the car as before, and it kept pace with us for about five miles this time. Again out of the blue it flew off into the distance disappearing out of sight. All within less than a second or a blink of the eye as it might be said.
The final occurrence would be during the summer in either June or July 1978. My
Grandmother was visiting our new home. We had moved to Moriarty, which is located in central New Mexico in January 1978. My mom was excited to share the local places she had come to know over the past few months. We were in the mountains enjoying a dinner at a local restaurant. Just as we had finished our meal, and were on the way out to the car my mom decided she wanted to take the scenic route home instead of the way we came.
The scenic route, as it was called, added another two hours onto the trip. The route would wrap us up Highway 14 to the Interstate 25, just west of Santa Fe. Then on Interstate 25 we would travel another fifteen miles at which time we would turn off on Highway 285 heading back south. From there we had another seven miles until we took the final turn down Highway 41 bringing us within thirty miles of our house.
The entire trip was about as boring as possible when my Grandmother’s attention was focused on a light in the distance. She had been watching it for a few minutes and alerted my mom. My mom decided after she watched it for a few seconds that it had to be a prison break since it was coming from the area of the State Pen, which was an area we were just at. But that theory went out the door after the light did what it did next.
The light moved to the north, slow and methodically. It went into a cloud disappearing out of sight, but when it went in the cloud, the cloud itself lit up as if it were day. By this time at night it was pitch black other than some stars, a crescent moon, and the lights from Santa Fe, none of which were enough to make it seem like daylight, which was what was happening. As the cloud lit up my mother and grandmother believed it must be lightening, but it didn’t go dark for a couple of minutes and they could not explain what was happening, again another theory out the window.
Soon the light came back out of the cloud and the cloud went dark again. You couldn’t distinguish its shape anymore. This is when the light begins to slowly move south until it was directly west of where we were. Since we were at this time traveling west it stood still. When my mom veered south it began to pace the car keeping even with us staying just to the west low in the horizon, but high enough to skim the top of the Ortiz Mountains.
Soon we climbed the ridge to the upper portion of the valley, which Moriarty sits in. This is when the light begins to come toward us and yet kept pace with the car. Now alarmed my mom hits the gas trying to get us home. As we sped up it sped up. When it made this movement it would come within a few miles of us and then it would pull back to its original position. It did this zigzagging for the rest of the trip home, about seventeen miles. The unique thing was it always stayed the same distance away whether it was coming toward or going away from us.
As we pull into the driveway of our home the light was still visible to us, and was now sitting still. It was just below the top of the Sandia Mountains. Located closely to an area called Edgewood. My mom rushed everyone into the house. I run to the kitchen window to see if I can get another glimpse of it. It was still there and I watched it for a minute when I heard my mom yell at me to go to my room. It was in that moment the light went out, just like the lights in the house might do. I spent that night wondering what it might be and how it was connected to other ones I had seen before. What I didn’t know was these events would be in connection to someone who I would soon meet that would forever change my life.

Liz

Before Reality Existed- Liz – Part 2

In Part 1 I discussed known experiences. These were the experiences that were known by the family. Now I want to talk about the unknown experiences. These are the ones that I never shared with anyone for whatever reason.
I will start with a point that I had made in Part 1. The babysitter. This is an incident that haunted me for most of my life. And up until I had spoken to my mom about his identity I had hidden what I remember to be the truth, because I truly believed that I had been sexually assaulted.
This is what I remember. I was living in my new home in Northwestern New Mexico. My step-dad and mom had gone out for the night. A sitter, who was supposedly the brother of our normal sitter, who for some reason couldn’t make it over, was watching my brother and me. My brother was on the couch watching television. He was glued to the TV. He didn’t see this male figure take me away into the restroom where I remember being hurt. I never remembered what this person looked like…I only knew he was of the male gender. I also remember that this happened more than once. During a hypnosis session I ended back to this day and the answer shocked even me.
I was lying in my bed. My brother was sleeping to my right in his bed, which laid in a different angle to myself. I wake up to see these funny looking men around my room. One is coming through the wall and two are at the edge of my bed. I am not afraid of them. Actually I think they are funny looking yet cool. Then one takes my hand. It leads me out of through the wall. I look back to see my brother who is still asleep and has no idea I am leaving. I remember wanting my brother to go with me, but they wouldn’t let him. They were not interested in him. I look up and above the tree is a dark object with a light coming from the center. I look back and see the house I was just in. Then I tell the therapist that I wanted to end the memory.
This was my last hypnosis session during this time period. I was no longer interested in finding out anymore about my past for that one experience was enough. I knew that this had happened and had been going on for some time, but then again I already knew it, I just didn’t know how to accept it. Acceptance is a hard thing to swallow sometimes. With ET’s it is even harder, because it bends our thinking. But if we think small then we see small. If we try to hide we only deny. And these were the hard lessons I had to learn.
Besides the above experience there were not too many more that would stand out in my memory until I was almost twelve. It was at this age that I began to peer up to the skies at night. I loved going out and laying across the top of the big doghouse my step-dad had made. I would sit there and watch the stars. I was glued to them. I knew there was more to them, but what? Then one night, during the summer months, I saw a huge shadow go across the sky wiping out the stars as it passed. The time was around 10:00 PM. When I saw the shadow I got a funny feeling in my stomach and I couldn’t wait to get into the house. I was bothered by it and I sat in my room that evening wondering what it was all about.
When this happened it was around the time the nosebleeds began. It was also the time when I learned that not everything is, as it appears to be. I had come to the knowledge the person I had thought I was didn’t exist anymore and my life was turned upside down. Somewhere out there was a man who helped to bring me into this world. I didn’t know who he was or what he was about, but I did know I had a connection to him. Just what was that connecting force?

DESTINATION UNKNOWN: CONTINUED

I dizzily awaken from the touch to my temples realizing once again I am not in my own bed; but, “my God where am I”!! Is this one of my “real dreams” again I ask myself? The answer to my question is heard in my head somehow and that sound seems to be traveling from my ears in response to my question. That is exactly how you hear their voice when “They” meaning the Grey’s speak to you. You do not hear an actual voice!! For the longest time, I felt “They” had actual voices coming from their small slit mouths to speak! “No way Jose’”!

This mode of telepathic communication is used by all the extraterrestrials except the Nordics who can and will use actual vocal cords to speak with you; they also have the capacity to use their “telepathic voice” to communicate. Mind readers—you yourself do not need to speak out loud via vocal cords. “They all” know what you are immediately thinking and immediately “read your mind” even before you speak.

After awakening from a lying down position on the familiar table I am helped up by my friendly Grey Raytheon. Raytheon is always with me when I awake onboard ship and remains with me for the duration.

Raytheon always guides me out of a small or large medical room, whichever it is as to whatever ship I have been taken to at the time. As you know there are different sizes and shapes of space ships, and I have been taken to several different sizes and shapes of ships. How do I know this? I have seen many of the various and different sizes of rooms. Each room has different technical equipment or some type of laboratory, as well as “teaching rooms” and informational rooms.

I am guided this evening or early morning, whatever time it is, as you really don’t have a clue to the time of night you are being abducted; down this curved hall and led into a very large room. Entering the room with Raytheon, I see many humans sitting or standing around the curvature of this large room. I notice and have seen a bench like sitting arrangement that seems to be built directly out of the smooth curvature of the wall. Families, single men, women or children brought onboard by themselves are sitting in a numbed or drugged state….waiting for what is the unknown to them. To my far right are silver tables with odd looking chairs where some people are sitting. I am walked to that particular area where I meet some family members that I will have another encounter with in the future.

Many of my clients have been taken to this same large room as well, but I failed to realize or see when I was in this particular room men, women, and children attached somehow to the upper walls as described by some of my clients who I have guided through hypnotherapy.

Missing time anyone? Especially while driving your vehicle at any time of day or night, and finding yourself awakening in an unfamiliar place onboard an alien ship. Yes, there is a room located on a large ship that holds a large entry room large enough to hold several vehicles, (small trucks, cars of different sizes) if you are abducted while driving your own vehicle. Several of my clients and I have experienced this type of abduction awakening in our own vehicle thinking we are still driving down the interstate or that country road! We after, the particular extraterrestrials are “finished” with whatever we are brought onboard for, “They” return us back to our vehicles, and with the touch of their fingers to our temples we are then brought back to the same site either parked on the side of the road, or in full conscious state driving to our destination but only a couple of hours late and not realizing this until we arrive late at our destination!

Phil Schneider – Man with a Cause -Part 2

A man ( Phil) with 17 years of black project experience. He estimates that black budget projects are probably about 500 billion per year. Much of the money to support the 135 underground bases where the strange and amazing stuff happens. Most not good for our future per Phil.

Enjoy — if true very amazing.
MWiz.

Before Reality Existed- Liz – Part 1

Prior to 2001 I knew I had spent thirty-eight years wondering if what I was experiencing was real. For me it was, but to others it was not. This is the biggest force against those who are experiencers. Disbelieve by others, especially those you love the most. It didn’t matter what environment I was in: whether it was with family or church what I was seeing was considered demonic and of the devil, some blew it off as a result of my marijuana phase in my late teens and early twenties, but that never explained what I saw prior to it. I couldn’t win for losing when it came to finding answers.
In my early childhood I use to have an invisible friend. I was told it was a phase and that I would grow out of it. At six I had a fear of the dentist that led my mom to cringe every time she thought she would have to take me in. Apparently the stress was so much that she avoided it as much as possible. Even when I was sixteen she asked my grandmother take me in, because she didn’t want to see me freak out in the chair again. She never knew how I would react. But the dentist wasn’t the only one I would have problems with. I had to go in for a shot with the doctor at around seven years of age; it took six staff to hold me down…again an embarrassment to my mom.
The biggest examples of strangeness in my life were at four, eight, and twelve. Between four and six I remember having a male baby sitter that would take me away from my brother and hurt me. I confronted my mom about this sitter in my thirties. I just wanted to know who he was. Her answer was not something I wanted to hear, “you never had a male babysitter”. Due to the answer I had to revaluate my life. Could my memories be a lie? Under the use of hypnosis I found out what was really happening and it had nothing to do with the male sitter.
Then at eight I was taken into the doctor for vaginal bleeding. My mom and grandmother couldn’t believe that I started my period at that age, though it had been known to happen. I remember them making a huge deal out of it all. It was embarrassing to say the least. It was the end result that left everyone confused…apparently I had a surgical cut in my vaginal area that no one could explain. They thought that maybe I had fallen on something that cause it, but they still couldn’t explain the precision of the cut.
Then at the age of twelve I began having nosebleeds. They would just start and then end. Worried my mom ran me to the doctor. He could not find a cause, so to be a professional he decided to say I was allergic to dust. It was the only explanation he could come up with at the time…and it did make sense since I lived in the deserts of New Mexico. But when I moved back to the humidity of central Oklahoma and they still appeared. The clincher would be when we moved back to New Mexico they disappeared. I was back in the desert, but they were gone for the most part. Later in life they would appear once a year or more. Not like they did at twelve through fifteen.
These were just some of the everyday aspects of my life that were not only known to myself, but to my family as well. Then came the unknown experiences. The ones I would never share for whatever reason. They were the most challenging for I had no one to back me up with them. It was these experiences that would make me stand out from my siblings and friends.