The waiting room

I remember sitting in a waiting room. It was large, hemispherical, about 60 feet in diametre and lit from all directions at once. The light was a bit bright and it took time to get used to it. I could feel that there were four aliens keeping tabs on the room from outside. There were four doors with no handles on the four compass points. There were benches along the walls between the doors and kids were sitting there on the benches, staring out to the centre. I got up and walked around. They were all naked. There were kids of the neighbourhood and others I had never seen before. I was only six so I got up and looked around. One neighbour boy I recognised. I went up to him and looked in his eyes. They were like he was on drugs or something. Blank, staring. I shook him to wake him up. He looked at me and then went back to staring out into space. I found his sister nearby. She was sitting there, staring too. There was no kid older than about eleven or twelve and there was no kid younger than five. There was a lot of girls and less boys. I went back to my seat and waited for something to happen next. I don't remember much after that. I remember playing in a similar room when I was younger, about four and there was more girls than boys too, but it was only 60/40 split then. This was more like 70/30. I remember a time being in a waiting room with teenagers. It was split 80/20. My guess is that they "cull" people that don't fit their criteria. They seem to "cull" more boys than girls. When I was really young, they played games with us and told us to play in certain groups. They had balls of different kinds that we kicked around and some of them were soft. Not much fun. Then they told a "leader" of the group to not let me play. I went back to watching on the sidelines. They asked me if it made me angry to not be allowed to play with the other kids. I said no. They told me to go and demand to play with them. I went and asked them to allow me to play and the "leader" said no. I went and sat down again. The aliens asked me how it made me feel to be rejected like that. I told them that it made me feel sad. They told me to fight my way back into the group. I told them I wasn't going to do that. If they didn't want me to play, then I wasn't going to play with them. Later on, they got me to play with a girls' group. A blond girl walked up to me and started to talk to me. I saw that she just left an alien, so I assume that that alien told her to ask me to play with her. I shrugged my shoulders and said okay. She asked if it was okay to play with her as she was a girl and naked. I asked her if it was okay for me to play with her as I was a boy and naked. She laughed. She took me to play with the girls. They had dolls and she introduced me to some of the girls that she knew. I had never seen any of them before. I did go to high school with them later. They never hinted that they remembered anything in high school. I played with them and the next time an alien talked to them and told them not to let me play with them. They did as they were told. I went and sat down and watched them play. The alien asked me to demand to be allowed to play with them. To fight my way in. I said no. I wasn't going to hurt them. She told me to ask again to be allowed to play with the girls. I went over to them and asked to be allowed to play with them. They told me I wasn't allowed to play with them anymore. The blond girl took me aside and told me that she was told by the "masters" that they were to not let me play with the girls. I said okay. I went and sat down in between the groups and watched them play. An alien came up to me and asked me why I wasn't playing. I told her that they won't allow me to play, so I won't. She asked if it made me angry. I told her that I must not get angry. I must not loose control. She found that quite odd. She came back and offered to play with me. She wanted to play different games. Games that made me angry or happy. She wanted to fly around or take a ball away from the boys using telekinesis, but she only wanted me to do that. She wasn't going to do it on her own. She demonstrated taking the ball away and wanted me to try it. The boys were not happy about the ball doing weird things. I said that I didn't like making the boys unhappy. She found it strange that I didn't react normally.

Aliens used to raid our garden

I don't know which species raided our garden when I was growing up, but just about the time that the peas were ready to harvest, they disappeared. The peas were harvested in an orderly manner. All the pea pods were picked on that side of the row until they got to a certain spot and then the rest were left on the vine. Both sides of the row were harvested at the same time in the same direction. The spot that the harvesting stopped was about the same too, but not always. One of the rows had one side harvested less than all the others. My dad at first thought that it was rabbits, but rabbits can't reach up 5 feet to get the top pods. Cows like peas as well, but they eat the whole plant. We had a milk cow that got into our garden where I live now and she ate one plant at a time. Pods and all. Mice eat only the ripest pods on the lowest levels. Deer browse. They don't eat only the peas that are in one spot. They pick and choose what they eat. They also knock down peas and vines as they go for the best. No pea plants were harmed. We couldn't figure it out. The next day the rest of the peas were harvested in the same manner. There was not a pea pod left on the vines. They used to take our green beans in the same way. The spinach and swiss chard leaves were harvested in much the same manner. I can't be sure that they were taken by aliens as mice and rabbits eats the leaves and leave the stalks. Deer also eat spinach and swiss chard leaves like that. Deer won't eat green beans! Beets were another matter. The greens were there, but the beets were gone! When we harvested the beets, the tops came up quite easily. There was no beet root attached. Slugs and other insects have this habit of cutting off the tops. When we dug down to find the rest of it, it wasn't there! It was like somebody had dug up the beet root and cut off the top and then placed the top back over the spot to show that nothing had happened. When I was older, the beet tops were taken too. Nothing was left. The only thing that was never harvested was the rhubarb. Rhubarb leaves are poisonous. Only the stalk is fit to eat. I guess that they didn't want something that tasted that bad. Sometimes after a rainstorm, we used to find horseshoe like footprints in the soft soil. The horseshoe tracks looked like they were turned 90 degrees with the open part of the shoe pointed inward. We also used to find misshapen long oval prints too. I guess that both the tall greys and the short greys used to raid our garden. Sometimes no raiding was done when we found these types of footprints. They might have been checking to see if the vegetables were ready and decided to wait.

Getting a ride

Excuse the grammar and the spelling. I was never taught grammar and my spell checker is on continuously but doesn't catch all of my typos.

When I was fifteen, there were a gang of guys that thought it was cool to show how tough they were. They decided that I was an easy target and came over to me to tell me they were going to beat me up. Since they were all bigger than me and I'm not a good fighter, I was scared. I refused to run away as that would give all the validation that they needed to start in on me. Since the lunch wave was almost over ( Our school had two lunch waves because there were too many people for the cafeteria to handle in one time ) they told me that they were not going to do it now. They were going to meet me in the bus parking lot after school. What do you do? You have to go to the bus parking lot to get on the bus to go home. My dad wouldn't be off work and my mum didn't drive so I had no choice. I went to the bus parking lot. The bullies didn't show. Nor the next day, or the next. I was beginning to think that it was just a ploy to make me scared, which had worked. The third day my teacher in the last class of the day told us that the lesson was over fifteen minutes before the bell. She said to go out and enjoy the sunshine. This was in the spring in Quebec and the snow had just disappeared so it was rare to be able to just enjoy the weather. I was worried still that the bullies were going to be let out early too but I thought that I might get away with it for a third time. I went to the bus parking lot and saw that the bus had arrived. In fact it was the only bus that had arrived. Around it were kids, talking. They all appeared a bit short. I hurried over to the bus and got on. I found a seat and sat down. I had made it! All of the kids around the bus got on too. Then the bus left the parking lot and I put my head down to plan out what I was going to do when I got home. When I lifted my head up, I saw that my stop was coming up. I got up and got off the bus. It normally stops on the road but this time seemed to stop partly in our driveway which was odd since we lived on the east side of the road and the bus was heading south. I didn't turn around and look at the bus. I just went straight inside. I looked at the clock and it read 3:30. Just the time that school gets out. My mum was surprised that I was home early. I explained that I was let out of class early and caught the bus before it was leaving. The bus usually dropped me off between 4:30 and 4:45 because it took at least 20 minutes by car to go to school. My trip had taken about 10 minutes. I thought nothing of it and wondered what to do with my spare time. I tried to do some homework but I couldn't stir up much enthusiasm for it. I looked at TV and saw there was nothing interesting on. I wandered around the house and my mother told me that I should go for play outside. I told her that I was too old for playing but I could go for a walk. I looked at the clock and it read 4:30. I went out to the road and saw the bus go by with the normal load of neighbouring students. One who looked out the window as he went by was my nearest neighbour, Malcolm. He looked so surprised that I was at home when I had been to school that day. We looked at each other and I waved. I thought, funny, Malcolm took the late bus home? And then I remembered that it was the regular time for the bus to be there. I thought that this was just weird! The next morning, Malcolm talked to me on the bus and asked how I got home. I told him about the bus being there early and I went home. He said that he didn't see me get on the bus and when he went by my place, I was in my driveway! Did my dad give me a lift home? I told him that I got on the bus! He wasn't convinced and I wasn't so sure anymore. That afternoon, my class ended as the bell rang and I got ready to go home. I went to the parking lot and there were the other kids who ride buses home. I stood around and waited for my bus to come in and the bullies walked up to me. They asked me why I wasn't there yesterday so that they could beat me up. I told them that I was there and they weren't, so I got on the bus and went home. They told me that I was too weird and to stay away from them. They left.

Proof of aliens existence?

Everybody wants evidence! I will tell you that ALL The alien beings that I have met would scare most of you, so they don't think that we are ready for them. All the alien races are meticulous about not leaving evidence. That's why the mindwipes and the cloaking fields around their ships. Mindwipes are not real memory wipes. They are just a mental block to keep you from accessing parts of your memory. They work, for a time. After about twenty years they start coming apart. Some of them still work. My earliest memory is of being toilet trained. Very soon after that is a memory of my eldest sister getting dressed in her nightgown and then helping me get dressed. My other sister helped my brother get dressed. The reason that we were getting dressed was that we were all NAKED. We left the room and started walking. We were walking home. The street lights were just going out. There were a whole lot of kids walking on the streets in their night clothes. A time later, I remember a man driving a car on the street and turning around. He came along side us and told us to get off the street and GO HOME. We shouldn't be on the street at this time in the morning. He suddenly got this funny look on his face and he asked us what he was doing there and why he was talking to us. My sisters told him that he was bothering them. He left. We only walked two blocks home. My eldest sister took the spare key from under the flower pot beside the front door ( very original ) and let us all in. We went to bed. Still no evidence. Let's try something different.

Fact: On the morning of January 26, 1986, a Moncton New Brunswick radio station reported that a large reptile washed ashore in the Bay of Fundy. It was found near Amhearst Nova Scotia. The person who found it reported it to the police. The police contacted the government to send someone down who knew something about reptiles because it was a species that WAS NEVER SEEN BEFORE. The radio reporter guessed that it must have either been thrown off a ship or got off somehow and washed ashore with the tide. He also commented on how finding new species of large animals is extremely rare. This is a spectacular find for scientists. My guess? A reptilian who died in the night and his buddies didn't find him before an unsuspecting human did.

Alien power technology

I have read on this website that the aliens should teach us how to harness free energy.

1. Aliens don't teach you how to equal them in technology.
2. Alien agendas are hard to fathom, even from the inside.
3. We harvest free energy now.

Just before I was trained to fly a ship, the short greys asked me to come to the cockpit and look around. I refused. They told me that they wanted me to learn how to fly a ship. I thought that this was a stupid request because it would give me control over something of theirs and maybe allow me to thwart them somehow or some way. I told them that it would be better for me to learn how their ship works before I fly it. They refused. They said that they do not give technology away. They insisted that I learn how to fly a ship. After some negotiation, they changed their mind. I will not give you details on the negotiation. Let's just say that I persuasive. They got the tall greys to show me the power systems on a medium sized short grey ship. The first condition was that they would not explain how anything works. Just show me the power room. I agreed. They opened a door and there was a small shaft about three times as wide as one of the short greys. I couldn't see much. I looked for a ladder. I could see that there was provision for one, but it was removed. I told the four tall greys that I couldn't see very much. They asked me what should they do. I told them that if they grabbed me by my ankles and lowered me down, headfirst, I could see much more. They told me that they wouldn't do that unless I would stay with them and not go into the room. I told them that that was my intention. They were not to let go of my ankles while I was hanging upside down. Two of them grabbed me by my ankles and I think that all four of them were involved with lifting me by telekinesis and trying to control any impulse I had to fall into the room. When I got used to my orientation, I saw a whole room full of cans. Each can was about a foot in diametre and a foot high. They were arranged on the floor in sets. Four cans at four compass points and a cube of about the same size as a can equidistant from the four cans, in the centre The cans were on the floor and the ceiling. In the middle of the room was something that looked like an oil well wellhead. It was braced in a frame that spanned from floor to ceiling. My guess is that well head device was the drive mechanism and the cans were the power source. The cubes in the centres of each can formation was a sort of power converter. A sort of battery room as it were. When I was done, I asked them to haul me up. The tall greys asked if I would keep my promise and not ask them how it works. I said that I was a man of my word, even if I was only 10.

They never told me how it works and I have never asked. There are those of you who will read this and ask, why not? We should learn as much as we can from these advanced beings. My answer is that if we have to "steal" technology from other advanced beings, we are the equivalent of the student who will only copy his neighbours papers during exams. He passes, but he doesn't know any more than he did before he took the course. We should engineer our own version of their technology. To see that it works and see what it looks like will give us hints on how to go to make our own. We do the work and we get the credit. We can proudly say that we make that! If you want to have a copy of it, make it yourself! If we know it's possible, we will try to make it come to pass. If we don't know if it is possible, we will dismiss it out of hand and say that it can't be!

As for free energy, well, all I can say is that the only free energy I know of comes from the sun in the form of electro-magnetic radiation. Light. A viewer will say, that's so primitive! Our solar cells are primitive, now. The commercial solar cells that are on the market right now are only about 18% efficient, with the sunlight perpendicular to the cells. I saw a manufacturer show a new development on TV. Their solar cells were 18% efficient over 160 degrees of angle. In 2004 a lab had announced that they had a new type of cell that would make solar cells 50% efficient. Another lab announced a different technology that would also make a cell 50% efficient. I think that we have the start to the makings of our own space ship technology. The sun never sets in space. Now all we have to do is invent our own gravity drive, star drive, and power storage technology and we will be on our way.