There’s this guy at my work who just recently started there, and he’s a good ol boy from down in Kentucky. I have a good time talking with him, but because of the nature of our jobs we don’t get much time to chat.
The other day he decided to make good on a promise that he would tell me about two of his possible UFO encounters. He believes he was possibly abducted both times.
The first time was when he was a child and hanging out with his grandmother, if I remember correctly. This is the one story I don’t remember as well. Basically they both saw some lights out in a field one night and they somehow lost a few hours.
The second story took place when he was in high school. His parents said he could have a party at the house with drinking, as long as everyone behaved. He got his older brother to buy him the alcohol, and they got four cases of beer. As it turned out, 60 or so people showed up and they went through four cases rather quickly. At nine o’clock that night, he and his older brother set out to get more beer.
I don’t know. Maybe it’s legit. Maybe it’s not. Still interesting. I’ve had these thoughts about aliens for a long time though, and so have a lot of other people. Maybe there’s something to this. Also, I don’t know who Jean Ederman is, or how legit the guy is normally, as this is the first time I’ve ever heard his name and didn’t feel like Googling it.
You can read the whole thing at HumansAreFree.com. So, what do you think?
Alien Message to Mankind: “Do You Wish That We Show Up?”
The original source of this information appears to be by Mr. Jean Ederman, now 49, of France, who evidently works in the field of aviation.
He claims to have been a military jet pilot, air traffic controller and airport manager, and to have a masters in economics. He also claims to have had a number of anomalous experiences since the age of six, which later included a number of UFO sightings and ET contacts.
He writes: “… after having learned how to mentally project myself to a place in the presence of benevolent extraterrestrials, I received the following message…”
[Translated from French into English by Dan Drasin, a Marin-based film-maker and researcher].
Each one of you wishes to exercise your free will and experience happiness. Your free will depends upon the knowledge you have of your own power. Your happiness depends upon the love that you give and receive.
Like all conscious races at this stage of progress, you may feel isolated on your planet. This impression gives you a certain view of your destiny. Yet you are at the brink of big upheavals that only a minority is aware of.
It is not our responsibility to modify your future without your choosing it. So consider this message as a worldwide referendum, and your answer as a ballot.
Neither your scientists nor your religious representatives speak knowledgeably about certain unexplained aerial and celestial events that mankind has witnessed for thousands of years.
To know the truth, one must face it without the filter of one’s beliefs or dogmas, however respectable
they may be.
A growing number of anonymous researchers of yours are exploring new paths of knowledge and are getting very close to reality. Today, your civilization is flooded with an ocean of information of which only a tiny part, the less upsetting one, is notably distributed.
Bear in mind that what in your history seemed ridiculous or improbable has often become possible, then realized — in particular in the last fifty years.
Be aware that the future will be even more surprising. You will discover the worst as well as the best.
Many of those who study our appearances point to lights in the night, but without lighting the way. Often they think in terms of objects when it is all about conscious beings.
Read the rest.
I told you about some odd things happening at the lake where I hang out with my dad. I just spent some time with him and he told me a few stories I had forgotten about, so I thought I’d share them here. He also told me how nothing seems to happen much anymore at the lake, except things going missing all the time.
He currently lives with the old man who owns the property. My dad takes care of the man, since his own family (who lives next door) seems to not care much about him. My dad said he figured he would see all kinds of weird stuff while living there, but so far nothing much has happened, other than things going missing when they shouldn’t.
Recently, the old man had his license plate renewal stickers and updated registration come in the mail. My dad brought it in from the mailbox and set it down on the kitchen table. He told the old man about it and the old man said for my dad to put the stickers on the plates on the truck in the morning. My dad said he would. It has been a week now, and neither can find the letter with the stickers or the registration. It had never been moved, by them, from the kitchen table.
My dad said “hundreds” of times, but more like dozens most likely, is how many times the TV remotes have switched places. Both men have their own chairs in the living room, and both have tables next to the chairs. Depending on who is watching TV, or who is in charge of it, depends on who has the remotes. My dad told me those remotes, when they’re sitting on his table when he’s using them, either when the old man is gone or sleeping, my dad will go to get one and find it gone, only to discover it’s sitting on the old man’s table next to his chair. The only person who could have moved it would have been my dad, and there’s no reason he would have done that, and then forgot doing it.
Aside from that, nothing else has happened. Except last night, when my dad and I were sitting at my dads place by the lake, we both heard a car come down the driveway. My dad asked if I had heard a car and I said I had. Just after I said that, outside we heard one of the dogs take off, run up towards the driveway, and then bark once it was up there. We investigated, and nobody was there.
Yesterday on my regular blog, I followed a Daily Post prompt and wrote about getting lost while driving. In that piece I brought up one of the cool things that happened to me when I used to go driving around all night with my buddy, and here’s that story in full form.
We were out late one night, as per usual, just driving around. Most of the time we had no goal other than to have a good time. Just driving around, all over the place, always gave us that good time. But sometimes we would have a mission, and on this particular night we had one.
My buddy was in the market for a new chainsaw. At the time he was working as a tree guy, cutting down peoples trees for good money. I can’t remember what I was doing at the time, probably nothing good or worth talking about.
Since he wanted a chainsaw, he did his research, as he does with everything, and he decided he wanted a Stihl. He also located all of the official stores that sold those particular saws and he wanted to go to those closest to where we lived to see what their business hours were.
Being that this was a small country house in Indiana, it had an outhouse in the back yard. This was the only place to use the bathroom (unless you found a bush). One night Chris decided she had to use the bathroom but didn’t want to go all the way out to the outhouse, so she went outside to the side of the house and squatted.
Then she was surrounded by light. She said something came to her from the sky and was shining a spot light on her. The wind was blowing hard but there was no other sound. Then she said she began being pulled upwards toward the light and she had to grab onto the clothesline to keep from being pulled away. Then the light and the wind were both gone instantly and she fell to the ground. She ran into the house and stayed there.
Another night when my dad was there, he was in the kitchen and they were eating. He said the kitchen lit up as if someone had pulled in the driveway with their headlights on. Then the lights grew brighter quickly, as if the person were driving fast right at the house. He said the lights seemed to go right through the kitchen and then they were gone. They expected the house to be smashed to bits, but nothing happened after that.
One time my dad had to stay with them for a while. His car had broken down so he was using their old pick up truck to go to work. He was working in Oxford with the Sanitation crew. As he drove towards Oxford in the dark early morning, the truck suddenly shut off. As he rolled to a stop, he said the winds picked up and he was surrounded by light. He said the corn fields were blowing around like crazy and in another field he could see cows tilted into the wind trying to stay standing. The hood on the truck melted. Then it all stopped.
He walked back to the house and told them what had happened. They were upset about the truck, but realized he hadn’t caused it when they noticed the corn was all knocked over and burned. Later, inmates at the Butler County Jail reported seeing lights all over in the sky that were dancing around.