These recollections are of
my early, and rather weird
childhood during the early 1960's... a time before Eric Von
Daniken first asked 'Was God an Astronaut?'
There was hardly anything on the TV in those days about UFOs, and the
only movies I was allowed to see at the cinema in my pre-teen years
were MGM Cinema Club cartoons like Bugs Bunny, Silvester and Tweety Pie
and of course, good old Tom and Jerry.
Yet despite having such a sheltered upbringing, how odd it was that I enjoyed so many reoccurring dreams about me witnessing fleets of shining sphere-type UFOs moving at speed across the night sky - hundreds of objects... the same kind of sightings that we are only just hearing about nowadays with the armadas of orbs over Mexico and elsewhere.
I remember thinking it strange at the time that no one else was seeing and reporting these incredible pass overs of what I considered to be alien objects; but for me back then, life was FAR more bizarre than merely dreaming of UFO fleets, for in-between times I had countless OBE - Out of Body Experiences as well - along with several premonitions - including one about my grandmother dying.
This is where
in my mind, I had experienced a vision,
clearly seeing her frozen to death in her armchair, some
two
weeks before she actually passed away in exactly the
circumstances
I had foreseen; as confirmed by a Policeman who delivered the bad
news to our front door... poor old gran had died alone in her favorite
chair of hypothermia; this kinda' made me feel guilty
that I hadn't spoken
out... but who would have heeded this premonition anyway? certainly not
my
parents.
In my early teens I often popped into our local Public Library looking
for books about UFO's and the Paranormal: particular titles that I often
made a beeline for were 'The End of Borley Rectory',
(written by ghost hunter Harry Price), and a couple by George
Adamski, alleged alien contactee (whose story I now consider as highly doubtful); naturally, after admiring their
eye-catching covers, the photographic plates contained within were usually
my next port
of call... then I would either carefully digest a chapter or so of
text, or if I became too engrossed I would simply take the book out on
loan.
A few years on and I actively began scouring the secondhand book shops
in my quest for yet more knowledge, buying imported pulp
paperbacks about UFOs and the Supernatural with my meager bit of pocket
money - sometimes even stretching to the odd
hard cover.
My parents didn't want to know about any such topics; this
kind of stuff was just too far
out for them to cope with, so I had to
keep quiet about my continued passion for the unknown.
Really, I have never climbed aboard the merry-go-round
of mainstream life, always preferring things that were slightly weird,
counter culture and underground; but looking back to my
formative
years, people
must have thought me a tad antisocial, mainly just
because I
didn't appreciate the same things that the masses liked, yet
somehow I blagged my way through and got away with it; even at
school, aside from having to put up
with the odd bit of hassle, (including a few beatings
with the cane from our headmaster), due to my resistance
against authority and my irreverence of 'normal'
activities
such as football and other sports; plus not always fitting in with the
playground crowd... all-in-all, I reckon that I came through that
period relatively
unscathed... considering.
I couldn't help my somewhat rebellious attitude', and I'm still the same now; going to football matches or traipsing around garden centres and stately homes is not my idea of pleasure... although conversely, I do enjoy getting out and exploring the countryside, ancient sites and that kind of thing... which others might also see as 'boring', but as they say... each to his own.
The madding crowd wasn't
for me and still isn't today - with a part of me sensing that
I didn't quite belong on
this earth at all - a feeling which probably arose from all of
my OBE/Astral Projection experiences: Things even went as far
as for me to start considering the
human body to be just a
cumbersome straitjacket which
anchored my
true, inner spiritual body.
Of course, I dared not utter one word of how I truly felt about the
staus quo to anyone during those early years, for fear of
people
thinking that I was not just that 'weird kid', but someone who, (to the
uninitiated), would have seemed 'as mad as a hatter'... and it
is only now, at a time in my life when I really don't care
less
what people think of me, that I can finally put pen to paper with the
truth.
To this date I have seen many, many UFOs, some at relatively close quarters as well; I even interacted with one of the objects a few years ago where it, (or they), responded back in quite a graphic way, an event for which I have witnesses.
The whys and wherefores are hard to explain, and the reader may find it hard to understand that these things, (the 'craft' and their controllers), behave in very mysterious ways indeed, (to our way of thinking anyhow) - and those behind this whole phenomenon can often act in a manner that is more reminiscent of spirits than space beings.
Furthermore, in my experience we are dealing with something that is quite benevolent and originates from a dimension that possibly interpenetrates with our own physical realm - an unrecognised but intergral part of planet Earth itself: That's the closest description I can come up with as to how they operate, WHAT they may be like and their provenance.
I have come to understand that the true champions of our subject... the contactees, active field researchers etc, are selected for their 'task' at a very early age, (perhaps even before birth), and thus they are more likely to stay the full distance of this truth seeking marathon, while many other "investigators" (note the use of inverted commas), fall by the wayside.
So, if anyone of a skeptical ilk sneeringly enquires whether I really see and believe in UFOs, and/or whether I am an experiencer of 'paranormal phenomena', (which, more accurately IMHO should be called 'psychic' phenomena), I will say 'yes, so what? do you have a problem with that?'
