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Who or What is at my Door?
This is a question we all ask when the doorbell rings or there is a knock at our door. We think, who is there wanting to bother us? Is it a package, a prank, a neighbor, a salesman, or even a cop? It’s always a question and many times a concern.
But in the paranormal world, the knock or ring can be something much more sinister; a MIB, black-eyed children, or maybe a straight out demon. The one thing they (paranormal entities) all have in common, is, of course, their first objective, convincing you to give them permission to come in. It seems like they get extra leverage or power over you if they are inside your house. But they never seem to push or shove their way in, even if you are a frail elderly person, it’s all about the permission. It’s like the person inside the house is granting the outside entity special privileges, maybe just maybe to the insider’s soul.
It’s like in the vampire movies, the Vampire can never enter without permission, but if it’s granted, Katie bar the door, and the Vampire gains total power over the invitee, and they willfully submit to their every desire.
So, the reason I wrote this piece was that my neighborhood starting having encounters with three aggressive young people trying to get permission to come in her house and clean a carpet free with Dawn soap
It all seemed quite strange. And some of the encounters happened late evening in the dark, unusual time for a normal sales visit, now it became a creepy sales visit.
They became very rude and wouldn’t take no for an answer. Let me note here, how this came to my attention. We have a neighborhood website covering several square miles of neighborhoods and hundreds of neighbors, which allows all of us to keep up with things like this, which I think is great.
Several people on the website started encountering these door to door sales-people, and another aspect of the encounter was the fear and anxiety the homeowners noticed during and after the encounter, like many of the stories of the paranormal entities I mentioned above. Interestingly enough, I believe the fear and anxiety is what saved the homeowners from the outsiders.
Something in the human psyche saves them, even the weak and meek. If not, I truly believe harm would come once permission was given, We will probably never know if the three-door to door sales-people were just aggressive young people, maybe trying to case the house to steal some items or something more sinister.
Sleep tight, your home is your castle – protect your permission to enter to any stranger that feels not right.
Rainbow's Diary– Is it all True Series #363
New Additions 11-23-14
These two additions from my diary have always stayed with me through out the years. I decided to share them because I think people need to know that there have been visitors coming here for many years. I feel if people need proof at this point in history then they really are living with their heads in the sand. We all instinctively know what is the truth. In today’s day and age, people are accustom to bury the truth deep within them. The more technology, the more foreign our higher-selves become to us.
The Men in Black memory, is one of many. The Alien-Men in Black taught me when I was a little girl so I tend to have a love-hate relationship with them. The government, Men in Black are just agents who take on the appearance of the initial Men in Black. The only similarity they have is the way they dress, beyond that there is no comparison.
Spacecraft and Children
Written down 9-8-2010
I was invited as a special guest to visit a spacecraft that was positioned close to earth. The human looking visitors were familiar with earth and they often came to visit us from what I was told.
I was standing in an unusually shaped spacecraft that served like a classroom of sorts for various types of curriculum’s being taught to these visitors kids. We were all in very tight corridors so I knew it was a small spacecraft that operated more like a transportation vehicle. I was walking around many children who looked just like children on earth. I had the feeling that the mothership they came from was massive and not far away, though I can’t recall seeing it, I had more a feeling it was not far away.
The light inside was very bright and I was taken aback because the children seemed really excited to see me. For some reason I was compelled to tell the kids that I was from earth and immediately the hostess who was showing me around, anxiously told me not to tell the kids where I was from because I would scare them. This was so odd to me but it was made clear to me to keep quiet. I wondered why they felt this way about earth…
The children seemed to move at a faster speed then me and my mind had a difficult time slowing them down. They were highly intelligent and they obviously exuded a higher frequency then me. A little girl came over to me and started to excitedly talk to me but she was giving me a really bad headache. I immediately felt dizzy as she focused all her attention on me. Her speech sounded like it was on fast forward and I couldn’t keep up with what she was saying.
She was around 9 or 10 and her brain function was so much higher then mine and I could tell she didn’t understand why I couldn’t understand her. She assumed because I looked like her that I was just like her.
I came back from this experience very humbled because the children were just so much more intelligent then not only our kids but most adults here. I remember the hostess telling me that they learn at a very fast rate. In a silly way I almost wished that some of their intelligence would have rubbed off on me. I knew I was human and without a doubt that just wasn’t going to happen.
Men in Black/a Pointed Needle/a Voice behind Me
The year of this experience wasn’t written down but I believe I was in my late 30’s. The first thing I remember was that I was tied down by my wrists and ankles to a large chair that made me look like I was a small child. It reminded me of the electric chairs in years past that they used in prisons. This one must have been for very large people.
There were two Men in Black standing in front of me by a doorway. They weren’t the white skinned Alien type but government agents. None the less, they were dressed completely in black, including sunglasses. I really didn’t like them and my animosity was growing because they seemed to be making fun of me. I lunged forward trying to get at them and realized I was tied down by my wrists and ankles.
A voice from behind me told me to look at my right palm. My wrist was untied and for a minute I thought maybe I could untie myself. The voice told me to take my right palm and place it over a long, pointed needle that was about a foot long and pyramid shaped. I immediately felt uncomfortable and I told the voice emphatically, “No,” and then said they couldn’t make me. The two Men in Black started to laugh and I again instinctively lunged at them which made them laugh even harder.
The voice told me again to place my palm over the needle and I again said “No!” All of a sudden my right arm moved on it’s own which was the weirdest feeling I have ever felt and I immediately knew I couldn’t stop it. I watched as my right palm moved over the sharp point of the long needle and no matter how much I focused, I couldn’t stop my right palm from being pricked by the needle. I blacked out as soon as I felt the tip of the needle prick my palm.
I believe the purpose of the chair was to intimidate me and make me feel like a small child. What I can say is because of the experience, I realized that I acquired a different kind of perception, almost like my frequency was altered, more sensitive.
I saw no cut or prick on my right palm after I remembered the experience happened. There were no marks on my wrists or ankles. My palm in no way felt sore or showed any signs of being messed with. I was agitated beyond belief though, and I honestly think I could have taken those Men in Black on and beat the crap out of them.
By Rainbow Radaelli – Truthseekerhighway.com
BECs: the MIBs of the 2000s –Is it all True Series # 321
As a researcher for the last 40+ years one of the areas of the paranormal I have been involved in is the study of Men in Black. Most of my research came during alien abduction research. Normally it was a typical story where after an encounter with something paranormal, the guys with very pale skin and black suits visited the victim to threaten them to keep quiet about their UFO visitation.
I personally had an encounter which got my attention, but I was surprisingly able to keep my cool and totally confused the MIBs into leaving my home.So about 5 years ago I started hearing about these Black-Eyed Children and their visitations, sort of like Children of the Corn stuff, and at first I thought this was just a sci-fi carryover working on people’s minds and creating these encounters. But as I read more and more about it I was convincing myself of its reality. Recently I read a book about these beings by a guy named David Weatherly, and I started taking the subject a bit more seriously.
The common experience that has developed is two BEC children knocking on the door and asking to come in. They use excuses such as, “I need to use the phone…we are cold and need to warm up…our mother is worried,” etc. Their appearance is of one older and one younger child, possibly siblings, who are dressed quite normally, but have very pale skin and those amazing solid midnight-black eyes – hence their name, Black-Eyed Children.
These BECs seem to strike fear in people during their initial encounter “asking the human to be allowed in” to their house. Interesting that if it wasn’t for the jet eyes and their strange monotone talk, more would probably get into people’s houses, like home invasions. I would assume some BEC have gotten into people’s houses, but the results of these very close (in the house) encounters are not known. I would expect that the elderly would make prime targets. The BECs are a scary lot, but like the MIBs, encounters with them are very survivable as long as you face them without FEAR. Your mind will save you in the moment.
Sleep tight, if there is a knock think twice…