FLYING SAUCER MAGAZINE - 1966

RAY PALMER, EDITOR (DECEASED)

In this blog I wanted to relate some history that you newer people may not be aware of, especially about the fictitious story of people living inside the earth.  It was strictly out of Ray Palmer's imagination as he alludes to in the article.

Several different persons are alluded to in the case of the Maury Island UFOs. (I used to live on this island - Aileen) One of them named Harold Dahl was my previous husband's cousin.  It was a mystery to the family that he totally disappeared.  That was many years ago so I do not know if he ever turned up again.  There are some significant investigators that have followed this case for years.  So here we go, this is what Ray Palmer has to say:

Kenneth Arnold

Today, of course, it would be rather difficult to claim that the UFO is Ray Palmer's private property, and is strictly out of his imagination.  But all the same, it might be a good idea to set newcomers straight about the actual history of the flying saucers, beginning in 1943.

It all began with Richard Shaver and his stories of people living inside the earth.  As science fiction, this was a winner.  It increased the circulation of Amazing Stories 50,000 over night, and held it there for 4 years.  But few people realized that very early in this "mystery," a number of things occurred which convinced the editor of Amazing Stories (your present editor - Ray Palmer) that there was something besides fiction in the manuscripts and letters written by this Pennsylvania welder who heard voices.  One of those things, to stay strictly on our present subject, was flying saucers.  If Shaver was telling the truth, obviously flying saucers would have to be observed by somebody, sooner or later.  So we carefully documented things for ourselves by publishing everything about them, and making a sort of "prediction" that they would appear.  When Kenneth Arnold reported them, it was like having the papal "imprimature" stamped on our magazine.

Approximately a month later, the first important thing happened.  A man named Crisman reported that flying saucers had actually appeared over Maury Island, near Tacoma, Washington, and that there were, on the beach, tons of fragments from one of them which had been in trouble.  He even sent a cigar-box full of the fragments.  An analysis of the fragments brought out one fact that your editor was not about to ignore - the element calcium which would not burn off at high temperatures, present in what otherwise seemed to be ordinary slag.  So, we wondered who to send to investigate whom we could be reasonably sure would know what he was looking for; that man was Kenneth Arnold.

We wrote him and asked him if he would go to Maury Island and check Crisman's story.  He wired us and said if we would send him $500 he would fly up there.  We sent him the $500.  As Ken put it later (and this was our first contact with him, notwithstanding Air Force hints to the contrary), since we had been the only ones to put our money where our mouth was, he agreed to give his story to us, and not to all the other publishers who were trying to get it from him.

In Ken's book "The Coming of the Saucers," which we have just reprinted in paper-back form, he describes the incredible adventure that happened to him and to Captain Smith of United Airlines.  It was on August 1, 1947 that Arnold, Crisman, Dahl, Smith called your editor in the middle of the night to say they were pulling out, because they were frightened, and had called in Military Intelligence (Davidson and Brown).  When Ken told your editor that these two men had loaded the fragments in their B-25 Bomber to fly them back to Hamilton Air force Base for examination, a few things clicked into place in our mind.  We found we were too late to prevent Brown and Davidson from taking off, but we did insist that Ken leave his plane in Tacoma, and take the train back.  He wanted to know why, and we said it was too dangerous.  He laughed at us.  But two hours later, he called again to tell us that Davidson and Bron were dead.  He wasn't laughing this time.

But Ken is no chicken.  He did fly back home.  But he didn't make it, just as we predicted.  He has never forgotten the take-off crash, and how it happened.

It is this factor of pre-knowledge that at first got people to believing that the UFO must be a Palmer fake.  But when the pre-knowledge began to include such things as death for two men, a crashed plane that could not have been an accident, and a nineteen-year prediction that nobody would ever catch a flying saucer, or be able to back up a sighting with proof, and that no existing military aircraft or weapon could ever catch one or shoot one down, then it becomes more than a "fake" - it becomes something so "far out" that there is only one recourse; bury the whole thing under the rug.  It is a peculiarity of the 'authority', when he can't explain a thing, he denies that it exists.

That is the official position today. (1966) UFOs "exist", but they are not flying saucers - just unidentified objects (all of which could be identified as natural and unterrifying things, if sufficient information were available to track them down).  "There is no evidence that flying saucers (UFO) are interplanetary vehicles, and they do not constitute a menace to national security."  You know the stock statement as well as we do.  And we couldn't agree more!
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Thus it is that when members of the Air Force, such as Davidson and Brown, and many others since then, encounter a far different sort of mystery, they become confused and bewildered.  We can imagine the thoughts of Brown and Davidson as they rode their flaming B-25 into the side of a mountain, knowing they had "no way out."  Your editor can't back up that statement, of course, without being climbed all over by the military people, but we can say that on that same plane there were two "hitch-hikers."  On military craft, military personnel can hitch rides if the plane is going their way.  These two riders were present, and then the plane caught fire, they were given parachutes (or maybe they already had them on, we can't be sure of this), and told by the two intelligence men to jump.  Their account lets this editor know that Davidson and Brown had plenty of time to save themselves, but they did not.  This also confused the Sheriff at Kelso, Washington, who watched the crash.  We suppose he is still wondering why Davidson and Brown didn't jump, because he knows they had time

Ken Arnold wonders how your editor was able to predict that the fragments that Arnold himself could testify were placed in the plane, were not found in the wreck, and he knew too that they were searched for in the most intense sifting of an area ever carried out by a search team.

It was very important to somebody that those fragments never get to Hamilton Air Force Base, whose men had no business in this affair in the first place, and were in it only because of Ken Arnold's unpredtable decision to call them in.

Your editor can't prove a thing.  But he agrees with Ruppelt - this was one of the cruelest hoaxes of all time.  It was designed to "kill" the flying saucers invented by Ray Palmer for all time.  There never were five "saucers" over Maury Island.  They did not leave tons of fragments on the beach.  No harbor patrol boat was damaged by those falling fragments.  No dog was killed aboard that patrol boat.  No person suffered an arm injury from the fragments (from something else, yes) that necessitated hospital treatment.  In short, the Maury Island incident was not an incident at all.  The fragments later produced DID come from the slag piles of the Tacoma smelter!

It may seem strange to hear Ray Palmer say that one of the most famous of all saucer sightings never occurred.  But if you read Ken's book, thinking about what it says in the light of what we know now, you will agree with him.  The whole book reads like an Alfred Hitchcock terror story, replete with mysterious men in black in black sedans, haunted houses where spider-webs appear like magic to give the lie to your previous night visit to real people who lived there 12 hours ago, but  cannot  be found in the light of day, and the very rooms in which you sat, having coffee, are dusty, unfurnished, decked with webs that could not have taken less than weeks to accumulate.  Yet, every word in it is true!

Not two, but seven men have died, who were involved in the Maury Island incident.  All these deaths have been mysterious.  What happened to Dahl, the man who piloted that "non-existent" patrol boat?  Where is Crisman, the man who first reports Shaver's Dero are real, because he was in a Burma cave where they wounded him with a ray, then turns up as the master-mind in charge of a flying saucer fake?

Flying saucers are that ORIGINAL cigar-box full of fragments sent to your editor by Crisman,  They are NOT the fragments from the Tacoma smelter.  Flying saucers ARE the things seen on radar.  They are NOT the things seen over Giant Rock.  Flying saucers ARE the things that cause the disappearance of military aircraft over Lake Superior.  They are NOT the Virgina "monster" that leaves a foul smell to terrify the local hill-folk. Flying saucers ARE the thousands of reports by reputable people, such as airline pilots, traffic officers, scientists, governors, and people usually regarded as possessing integrity.  They are NOT swamp gas.

But one thing is sure; they are NOT identifiable to date, but we want to be around when they are!  The unfailing efforts to discredit them that have been undertaken by so many official sources are a prod that keeps conviction alive.

We are now engaged in a new discovery era on this planet - the exploration of space.  We are also engaged in a new search on this earth, the search for the REAL earth - because we have discovered we know very little at all bout the nature of the world we live on; and from the depths of the oceans to the moon itself, we are learning there is more to it than we suspected, it took the flying saucers to prove it to us.  They've got to hide somewhere, and it has to be somewhere other than interplanetary space.

"There is no evidence that we are being visited by interplanetary vehicles...." (Says who!)

And that is what Ray Palmer had to say about the Maury Island Incident.   

Try to find Kenneth Arnold's book, "The Coming of the Saucers" and it will fill in what Ray Palmer has alluded to. 

 
 

AUGUT 29, 2012, COAST TO COAST AM

The following was heard on Coast to Coast am from a caller to George Noory.  Guest was Maria Jones.

There are several more interesting calls on different dates that we will be submitting so keep tuned!
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George Noory:  We've got Rex in Tucson, Arizona - first time caller.  Good morning, Rex.

Rex:  Good morning George.  How are you? 

GN:  Okay, Sir.  Thank you.

Rex:  In 1981 I was doing home repair work and I met a fella who was a retired Lieutenant Colonel in the Air Force.  Over a number of months for 'im - we 'came pretty good friends.  And he and I got into a lot of philosophical conversations.  One day he says, "Have you ever heard of an area called "Dreamland?"


Marie Jones:  (Delighted) Aaah. (she has a good laugh, more delight.)

Rex:  I said, "No I haven't."  At the time I really hadn't.  But, by this time in my life I - I'm thoroughly into it.  But at the time he said - he said to me, he says, "well, I did a lot of flying, he says, 'up in Nevada,' he says, "if you can think of it, he says, 'they are working on it there.'

I've always been a time... time travel fanatic, and I says, 'Are they working on time travel?' And he said, "I took an oath that I wouldn't say anything.  When I retire, I could lose my retirement benefits and everything that I've worked for,' but he says,'If you can think of it, they are working on it.'

Rex:  So over the years, I've - you know - I've listened to people - their stories on Area 51 - Dreamland - all of this.  And I put this together over the years - and I think one of these days I'm gonna have to get through to Art or George and tell 'em this  story, because it was unbelievable at the time.

And it really captured my imagination.  One of the things he said, 'If I could go back in time,' he says, 'Id love to study the Bible and see' ya know 'see this'. I thought 'that's incredible.  I don't think I would like to change anything in y life.  Because I'm very happy with my life as it is.  Hey, I'm just afraid I'd just screw up something along the line.

GN:  Makes it worse

Rex:  Yeah, makes it worse, ya know, cause I'm so happy right now with my life - I've got a great life and I thought, 'you know, there are other things.. that would be interesting to see - but I'm afraid..  You know, it's like I've always thought about... woo - what were the disasters that people like to go back to and study - and I'm thinking... what if somebody, as a recreational time traveler, actually caused these disasters in the past by changing something.'

GN:  Great Story.

Rex:  For years I have been wanting to get through and tell that story.  Ya know, I met this guy - he was an incredible person - he's still alive.  But I just thought you know - that's interesting.  He says, 'If you can think of it, they're working on it."

GN:  That backs up many of the things that we've thought about area 51 indeed.  Rex, thanks for that story - sharing that with us as well.

UFO LANDS ON HIGHWAY

November or December, 1998 – Between Dayton & Conroe, Texas – Around Midnight

Posted on January 31, 2013 by Bill Puckett, UFONW

RECENT PHOTO OF WITNESS SHOWING REDNESS
WHICH HAS PERSISTED FOR 15 YEARS.

This incident occurred only about 25 miles north-northwest of a similar encounter (Cash-Landrum UFO incident) that happened on December 29, 1980 near Huffman, Texas. Both of these locations are shown on the map. 

 Description: 

 It is very difficult to talk about this. I have never told anyone. I tried to convince myself that it was a dream, but to this day I still can’t forget it. 

It was early in the morning around midnight. I don’t remember the exact month, but it seems like November or December in 1998. I was headed from Dayton, Texas to Conroe, Texas. I can’t even remember if I was on Highway 105 or Highway 1485. I have a hard time remembering exact details and I know that is what you need. 

I was driving an 18 wheeler for Schneider Trucking. I stopped and got a 6 pack of beer to drink before they stopped selling it at midnight. Anyway there were no vehicles on the road at that time when I saw this bright light in the middle of the road. It stopped me from going any further. I got out to get a closer look, but it was too hot to get close. There was a car that had came from the opposite direction and barely got by before the UFO landed. It was almost like it was after them (two middle aged women stepped out the one told me that they had a similar encounter and that they got sick real bad and one had gotten cancer and believed that it was from their first sighting). None of us were able to look at it. It was so bright anyway. It just took off and left a burnt circle in the middle of the road. I don’t know if the women reported it, but I hope that they did. I didn’t stick around because I didn’t want to lose my commercial driver’s license due to the beer. I drove straight over where it landed and kept going and never said anything until today.  
It doesn’t really matter if you believe me. I just needed to tell someone and you know when you talk about a sighting everyone thinks your nuts. Thank you for at least reading my account. I feel better and keep up the good work. I have been a believer since that day.

Additional Information Provided in Response to Investigator Questions: No, my sighting was in 1998 and these women never gave me their names only that they were returning from the hospital in Houston and that it was their second sighting and they believed that from the first sighting that they both had suffered from radiation. I know about the Landrum case, but I don’t know if it was them or not because I think Betty died in 1998 and they would have reported it if it was them. I was hoping that whoever these women were in November of 1998 would have reported it so I didn’t think I imagined this encounter, but I know it had to happen my face and chest are permanently red from it since then. 

Witness Elaborates on Physical Effects of Encounter: I sent a picture of myself. I went to a dermatologist about my redness. It is just my face neck and only the part of my chest that was exposed from my shirt. Anyway I never had it before and hasn’t gone away. I have no history of rosacea or anything like it. Doctors don’t know what it is and the only thing I can think of is that bright light that night. I never experienced anything like it before or since and I guess if those women or anyone didn’t report it, then it must be in my mind and I can live with it. I wasn’t after attention or exposure. I just needed to know that someone else had seen it I won’t waste any more of your time. Thank you for replying.

Note: This encounter only happened 22 miles (northwest) of the 1980 Cash-Landrum incident. Was there a relationship between the cases despite the fact that they were 18 years apart? What about the 2 women who allegedly had a prior encounter that may have caused cancer? As the witness pointed out the women were not Vickie Landrum or Betty Cash. Betty Cash died around that time. The object sighted by this witness sounds very similar to the 1980 Cash-Landrum incident. The light was very bright, hot and left a burned spot on the highway. The witness’s photo shows the redness from the burns. I don’t think that it is a sunburn because the burn is more prominent on his chest.

For more information on the Cash-Landrum incident I recommend this book: The Cash-Landrum UFO Incident, by John F. Schuessler and Bob Pratt (1998). Unfortunately the book is out of print so it is quite expensive. Most libraries probably have the book. 

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This case is from UFONW, used by permission of Bill Puckett, my good friend.

4 FEET TALL FIGURES IN UFO WINDOWS

Texas witness describes '4-feet-tall figures' in triangle UFO windows

• By: Roger Marsh

The witness drew this sketch of the triangle-shaped object seen just above a power line on January 12, 2013.

Credits:  

MUFON database.

A Texas witness in Cedar Park reported watching a "giant, black triangle-shaped craft hovering above the power lines" with five windows on its front side revealing multiple occupants inside about 7:09 p.m. on January 12, 2013, according to testimony from the Mutual UFO Network (MUFON) witness reporting database.
The witness was outside in the backyard when the object was first seen.

"I heard something humming behind me," the witness stated. "Looked behind me to find a giant, black triangle-shaped craft hovering above the power lines behind my house."

The object was first visible in a reflection.

"I first noticed the object through a reflection on my screen door so I turned around and the craft hovered just above the power lines behind my house. It had a few windows around it and a small beam of light that shot down from the middle below the craft."

The witness described the object.

"The object of course was black in color and shaped as a triangle, about four giant circular lights below the craft all completely white in color, and then the middle of the light shot down this large beam of yellow light down onto the power lines affecting my cell phone.
"It had about maybe five windows on the front side but I saw absolutely no one on board until the craft changed directions I then saw about 10 small, 4-feet-tall figures aboard the craft looking down at either the controls inside the craft, down at the power lines, or down at me."

The object moved away quickly.

"I felt completely shocked that I saw this actually happen for once, so once it started leaving I followed it until the fence cut me off in my yard and then I just continued staring at it until it left in fast speed. Lost sight of the craft once I was cut off at the fence in my backyard. Haven't seen anything since."

PEDRO THE MUMMY

San Pedro Mountains Mummy

In October 1932, two prospectors named Cecil Mayne and Frank Carr discovered a bizarre room while blasting for gold in the San Pedro Mountains, about 60 miles southwest of Casper, Wyoming.
The enclosure was approximately 4 ft. (1.22 m) tall, 4 ft. (1.22 m) wide and 15 ft. (4.57 m) deep. 

After entering the room, the miners were surprised to see the mummy of a tiny man. 

The carcass was found sitting in an upright position with its arms and legs crossed. It sat perpendicular to the floor on a small ledge and weighed approximately 12 ounces. 

The mummy was around 7 inches (0.17 m) tall sitting and 14 inches (0.35 m) tall standing. Its skin was brown and wrinkled, the cranium was flattened and the eyes of the carcass were heavy-lidded and bulged. The mummy displayed a flat nose, a wide mouth, and thin lips.

The body was so well preserved that even the fingernails were visible. The head was covered in a dark, gelatinous substance and the mummy appeared to have been preserved in a liquid. Upon its discovery, the carcass was given the name Pedro the Mummy. Scientists came from all over the country to take a look at the remains.

In 1950, x-rays were performed on the mummy and it was reported that a fully formed “manlike” skeleton was inside. Some of the bones were broken, including the spine, collarbone and skull. These injuries and congealed blood at the top of the head insinuated a violent death.

Official Explanation
 
The carcass was examined by a man named Dr. Henry Shapiro, who was a biological anthropologist from the American Museum of Natural History. After studying the x-rays, Dr. Shapiro came to believe that the mummy was the body of a 65-year-old man at the time of death. The mummy contained particularly large canines in comparison with the rest of the body and was reported as almost vampire-like. 

 In the 1950s, these findings were substantiated by Harvard University. However, 30 years later, Dr. George Gill, a forensic anthropologist proposed another theory. He feels the body is an infant of an unknown tribe of Indians. Years after the mummy was discovered, a second, similar body was found in roughly the same area. This time it was a female mummy, who was only 4 inches (.10 m) high.

Nearly every Native American culture tells of a race of little people. Oral traditions from the Arapaho, Sioux, Cheyenne, and Crow, examine a race of “little people” who stand from just 20 inches (.50 m) to three feet (.91 m) tall. 

In some tribes they are known as “tiny people eaters.” The Nimerigar are a legendary race of little people found in the folklore of the Shoshone people. According to Native American lore, the Nimerigar lived in the San Pedro Mountains in south central Wyoming and fought constantly with the average sized humans using poisoned arrows. It is said that when one of the Nimerigar became sick or old, they were killed by their own people with a blow to the head.

Most of these claims were considered folklore until the discovery of Pedro the mummy. The carcass of Pedro ended up in Meeteetse, Wyoming, at a local drug store where it was shown as an attraction for several years. On July 7, 1979, an article was published in the Casper Star-Tribune that stated the mummy was passed to a man named Leonard Wadler, who was a New York businessman. The carcass has not been seen since. Until Pedro the mummy is found, it will be impossible to determine if it is real. There is currently a $10,000 reward for the recovery of the remains.

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When I lived in Arlington, Wyoming we met a Sheriff from Medicine Bow who told us about the little people found in a mine where they were mining for coal.  

The miners broke through a wall and behind it was a little person sitting in a lotus position on a shelf.  There were two women in there too, dressed in little old fashioned dresses.  

The first one they brought out disintegrated when it hit the air.  The second one was brought out in a glass enclosed box.  Supposedly that one was sent to the Smithsonian museum.  

The little man was claimed by a side show carnival owner to be displayed at the circus.

Later we heard about another one that was found in a cave in Torrington, Wyoming where a farmer was plowing his field. His plow broke into the cave, he went into the cave and found a little being. A guy came to the farmer and wanted to buy it but the farmer did not want to sell it and then it ended up missing.  I do not know what happened to it. - Aileen
    

PLASKETT'S CLAIM STILL ALIEN TO SOME

New Smyrna Beach
By Matt Reed

The media went wacko over Lynne Plaskett's claim that an "alien" life force - specifically, a small flying saucer - cured her cancer 20 years ago.

She told her story Thursday morning on a taped installment of TV's syndicated "Maury Povich Show."  Within an hour, the County Council member from New Smyrna Beach was bombarded by calls from radio, TV and newspaper reporters.

She thought she answered every question consistently and with sincerity.

"If you believe, no proof is necessary." Plaskett said.  "If you don't, then no proof is sufficient."

But wide-eyed Volusia residents were left with some nagging questions:

o  Did she REALLY have cancer?

o  Why did she blurt this out so close to the November election?

o  And didn't she say something on the Maury Povich Show" about writing a book?  Could this be a big stunt to plug it?

Plaskett said she was diagnosed in 1975 with T cell lymphoma and given three months to live. From her Los Angeles hospital, she went home to bed and cried.

As she tells it, "I'm lying in bed, and I hear this electronic buzzing sound behind me like it's emanating from the wall.  The room filled up with a fog-like smoke.  I was levitated off my bed, and a disk-like object about 8 inches in diameter came in, hovered over me and passed three times down the length of my body but never touched me."

The next day, she didn't remember the encounter, but knew she'd be OK, Plaskett said.  Within four days, her cancer had retreated drastically.  Within four months, she was in remission.

She said she recalled the close encounter in 1981 while watching a TV program on UFOs.  The program played an alleged tape recording of a "mother ship."

It was the same buzzing sound, and it triggered her memory.

Medical records released by Plaskett confirm she was diagnosed with cancer in April 1975.  Tests found signs of widespread cancer in her throat, bone marrow and kidneys.

But after just two days of chemotherapy, "the patient had a very dramatic reduction in the tumor burden as seen by chest X-ray," according to records from Harbor General Hospital. Plaskett credits her alien encounter.

Dr. Walter Durkin, an Ormond Beach oncologist who in 1975 worked at the University of Southern California teaching hospital across town, isn't a believer.

"Back then, we had reasonably good treatment for lymphoma," Durkin said.  Lymphomas are very chemotherapeutically sensitive."

Today, about 90 percent of lymphoma patients go into remission, and half are cured for good he said.

Would a four-day turnaround seem unusual to him?

"No, Not at all." he said.

Cancer patients given little time to live often don't know how to explain it if when they suddenly get better, Durkin said. They often fill that gap in their understanding with "recollections" of miracles or strange encounters.

"What she should be doing is encouraging people to get treatment because her doctor is the one who cured her," Durkin said.

But Plasket remains a believer.  "I know I wasn't crazy, and I wasn't dreaming." she said.

"It's my time - and I think it's important that people know there are positive encounters, too." said Plaskett, who has produced only a few hand-written pages for a book. "I'm not ashamed of that.  If it hurts my career, then so be it."

As her story was picked up by news wires, national radio broadcasters and other television programs fellow county councilmen said they still have confidence in her.

They described Plaskett as a level-headed expert on planning and zoning issues.

And no one will ever know for sure exactly what, if anything, Plaskett experienced in her Los Angeles area home 20 years ago.

This article appeared in the NEWS-JOURNAL, Daytona Beach, FL Sept 15, 1996.
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Lynne is currently the Vice Mayor for the city of New Smyrna Beach, Florida. She was first elected in 2003 to the City Commission, and is now serving her second term.

Lynne still works on issues of growth management in Volusia county, and she continues to speak for responsible development. She devotes time to a number of community organizations including Habitat for Humanity, the Salvation Army, the Council on Aging, and the Department of the Interior.

Remember the doctor who told Lynne she could never have children? Lynne's four sons and two daughters are adults now, and she has four grandchildren and one great-grandchild. (Must have been the same doctor!)

SHERRY'S ENCOUNTER

This is a composite of many letters from "Sherry".  The above painting was done by her to represent space.


Before I knew anything about aliens and what they looked like I had an experience with one.  Now first let me tell what was going on before this.  This was after seeing the ships in the country and I had gotten a divorce from that husband that was in the bedroom when I was standing at the window.  And also I had seen these beings since I was very young, the thing was, I didn't know what or who they were up until this happened.  

This happened around 1990 in the summer in Macon, GA and I was living in a friend's house while they lived in Pittsburg. They wanted someone to stay and show the house until it was sold.

At that time I was going to church and so I read the bible at night until around 12:30am. To my left was a very large window that stretched from the ceiling almost to the floor and this room was made for a paralyzed man, so there was a lot of room and it was added onto the back of the house, so it was attached to the den. To the left of the den was a kitchen and a sliding glass door and a side door to the upper left. So, while I was reading my bible I saw that my window was lit up. I had a few sheets on it and the sheets were extremely white, then I noticed motion in front of my bed. The foot of the bed was pointing towards the den. So, I laid my bible on my chest and watched to see what was coming. It was the form of a man that had a grey stocking like suit on. Like tights but it was from his head to his feet and with the light from the window it looked grey. Also there was some kind of patch on his chest and the shadow of his eyes looked very deep and dark. It made his eyes look big and with the lights on his head also he looked like he had a big head and I didn't see much of a mouth so I figured it was covered by the tights.

 As he was coming to my bed he looked like he was gliding instead of walking. I couldn't tell how tall he was because I was laying down but he did look shorter than me. I was 5'7", but he did look under nourished. He was standing at the foot of my twin bed and looking at me and I was wondering how he broke in without me hearing him and what he wanted. 

Then I remember being in some kind of vehicle that was round and there was strange writing around the top of the walls but I could not recognize it and the walls were curved instead of flat. Then I'm sitting some where in a very bright room and there is more beings like this one and they bring a baby that was very pale and had sparse hair with large blue eyes, not as large as these beings but like mine and slightly larger. It looked like it was a human female. When they put her in my arms I didn't know what they wanted me to do with it until I heard a voice in my head, it was almost audible and I looked around looking for where it came from and the being said again, "love it". So I held the baby girl close to me and loved her, rocked her, kissed her and hugged her. I think I also sang to her. For some reason I kept getting the idea that this baby was mine, so I named her Jessica. She was about a few weeks old. I don't know how long I was doing that and it came time to go and they tried to take her from me and I wouldn't let go. So in my head the being explained to me that this baby couldn't live on earth yet because it hasn't developed lungs for earth's air yet and it wasn't grown enough, something like that. Then I started crying and he took me back out of the room. 

The next thing I remembered I was in bed and he was next to my head telling me that they will come to get me again so I can help my baby. Yes, they said she was my baby. After telling me goodby I woke up the next day. I went outside to the back to see if there had been anything that showed some evidence the ship was there and saw nothing. 

So I was going to my neighbor's house and she met me on her way to see me and she told me they came to see her that same night. She described what they looked like and it was identical to mine. That made me feel a little better knowing that I wasn't hallucinating. 

She had people come to her house and tried to exercise the demons out of her and her house, but she and I even though in different houses still had the same thing happen. It almost made her go insane. 

Then a man found out that I had a strange experience and he asked me to meet him at a mental health building and I told him what had happened and showed him what I drew and he said "did you know people all over the world are drawing beings like this?" I said "no, what are they?" and he told me "they are aliens from outer space". 

Later, I told my daughter. She told her pastor and she had a meeting with him and while she was there she called and asked me to bring my paintings to show the preacher. I didn't know he wanted me to show the being, but all my paintings of everything else including that one. So I took them to him and was showing the pictures until it came to that being and he snatched it out of my book and told me it was a demon and he tried to cast it out of me. I hate that man and to this day I give him an evil look. He stole my painting and accused me of being demon possessed.

Have you ever heard of this kind of thing happening to people? I hadn't.

Attached is a picture I drew and colored in pencil of two of the children I took care of in space and the names I named them. I was married to my last ex-husband, David Coleman, that's why my name is Sherry Coleman on this piece of art and I drew them in 1997.

 

In 1990, I lived in Crawford County in Byron, GA. Me and my husband lived in the country and we see a lot of strange things going on. 

One night I couldn't sleep so I laid in bed and looked at the sky. As I was looking I saw some movement and got up to go to the window. Sometimes if you stare at the sky you can see the stars moving or the moon, so to test this there was a pine tree by my window and I could see through the branches, so, I watched this moving "star" and it went behind one of the branches, then appeared under it, that's when I knew it was really moving. I looked for blinking lights like an airplane and there were none. So I watched it go up and then noticed there were others coming from other directions and they all went to a vehicle further up in space and it looked like a wagon wheel that was laying down on its side and these ships which look like one man ships, went into something that looked like docking ports.

Later as I watched I saw them coming back and they had red lights in front and they went on top of several houses. Some went down chimneys and others landed on the front yard and went through the doors. (This made me think of Santa Claus, but this was in the summer). 

I watched to see how long they stayed and I'd say about an hour. Then they left and went back to the big ship.
I remember it was around 2am.
The next I remember was waking up to hear an owl and it was 5am. That means I missed 3 hours. I was standing up at the window, then waking up in the bed.

Well, the way I was told, they are checking on their people. Some say that most people don't have two human parents and that they are part them and part us and they put us in our mothers when we were first formed and they check on us through out our entire life. (I remember my helper from when I was little. He was a little like me and had wheat colored hair. Then I remembered him as a grown person. I haven't seen him anymore since I got older, but I know he sees me because I can sense him being near sometimes). Anyway they check us out like doctors do. Sometimes the exams are so painful that they have to hypnotize us so we don't remember the pain. (I remember one time I was scared and they calmed me down by floating some objects and they went around and around. The objects were a square, circle and a triangle. When the objects started to slow down, the square stopped in midair and then the circle went in the square and stopped then the triangle went in the square and circle and stopped and then I was out).

I don't know anyone that can regress me. There was a doctor at a mental health office that used to regress people that has had unusual things happened to them and he worked on me and my daughter because we saw some lights at the same time and a spaceship. We had to tell what we remembered, but we were separate and the doctor said we had identical stories. He isn't there and they don't do that sort of thing anymore.

Thanks for listening. I can't talk about things like this with anyone because I've been called crazy and they said I hallucinate. Well apparently, I've been crazy and hallucinate since I was a baby. Hmm....

Aliens Blasting Cattle and Other Animals

I think I was in my 20's and the aliens came and got me. I don't remember why they had me on board, but I do remember watching them hover over cattle pastures (and farm animals) and they came across some cows and they had me and some other people go down with them and watch with a strange gadget they blasted the cows open and they got different pieces of the cow, heck, it was weird because the cow was still alive and its heart was still beating and it was crying. By the time they got all they wanted they took another pointed gadget and aimed at the cow's head and it died. I was wondering why they killed it last and the thought came into my mind (their thoughts) that they wanted the meat to be very fresh and alive, because it lasts longer that way. It was so gross to me and the smell of the meat and how they did it turned me away from meat. They did other animals this way also. If I need to eat meat some time or another, mostly 2 times a month, I have to psych myself into eating chicken. I can't look at nor cook raw meat anymore.

I Googled 'cow mutilation' and none of what was shown was what I saw in real life. The greys I was with didn't take the tongue, udder, eyes, or sexual organs. They only took certain kinds of meat and the cow was so blasted that it was everywhere on the ground. What was shown on the internet was a whole cow on its side and its flesh still on it. The greys I was with didn't even take the blood that was mentioned was done to cows. The reason they took certain parts was to feed the people that were on the ship for a long time. Maybe another kind of aliens did that kind of mutilation and it's strange that people talk more about the cows and not the chickens, pigs, horses and sheep that the greys I was with took. 

I remember in between the years 2000 and 2002 that the space people came to get me, and me and Dave had separate rooms across from each other and my dog was sleeping with him that night and they came to get me and I tried to wake Dave to let him know, but he and my dog was sound asleep and there was no waking of the two, so we went on up to a small craft that had other people in it and we were talking to individual attendants and mine was familiar to me as we were talking and I was being told what was going on, I was having some sort of machine put on my head that reminded me of a hair dryer at a beauty shop. There was a humming noise coming from it, but no pain at all. 

The next thing I remember was we were docking outside of a huge planet and you could see the inside through the walls and there were a lot of people in white coats like the doctors wear and all kinds of people from the earth mostly and space people, also. (I found out it was a great ship). 

We were escorted inside and there were different ones that met us and each group went to different rooms that remind me of a class room in college. The seats were arranged in levels and in a semicircle facing an area in the front and there was a large screen in front and important people from different planets, I guess, dressed in their white coats. While on the small craft, after we had the machine on our heads, we remembered things that we aren't aware that we had learned. Mine was concerning the growth of plant life. We then were instructed how to tell what we learned by using a devise that takes the things you learned by observation and study that you were unaware of and send the pictures and be able to explain the process of the growth on the planet earth. This was happening to other people that had other subjects in another part of the ship.

So when they called my name, which is different from what I'm called here, I went down and as I was thinking everything about the project, it came up on the big screen and when the professors or people that are important saw this, they were writing down something on a strange board with an object that I cannot explain, sort of an inkless pen, but not. (?)

I remember my title was some kind of science engineer officer, but I cannot remember what that was. After my turn I listened to others and then they showed us what they're making to put back on the planet that will grow better and it will be able to withstand more than what we have now. 

We all met together later in a huge auditorium, after all the information was given and there was a lot of speeches that told what we are to be doing when we go back and what is going on with the progress from experiments and the new things they developed and after we went and met with friends and family that we knew from the last trip, then we went back home and on the way back home we had to have the machine on again. I know one thing, I slept all day and the next night 'til morning and woke up refreshed. 

I tried to tell people what happened but they thought I lost my mind, so, I shut up about it and this is the first time I've told it in a long time. 

The one thing I hate about going to that place in space was I could speak intelligently and here I stumble over trying to explain anything. It's like I have a sieve between my brain and my mouth. The intelligent speech is too big to go through the little holes and only little words come out. It's irritating and exhausting, especially when I know so much and would like to talk to someone about it.

The space people also did something to my memories, because I cannot remember everything about this trip. Apparently I've been there before, but, for some reason I don't remember, now they've allowed me to know a little more. If I've been to any other places since then, I'm not remembering, but I do look to the skies all the time hoping I'd see them again. That's the only time I remember not being afraid.

PS I told this story to Gerald and he said that he knew it to be true and they told him it was the same ship he was on in the story he told about meeting Lothar.

I was raised up in a pentecostal church and family and don't know what is out there so all these things are frowned on and if I mentioned to anyone what is or was going on with me, they try/tried to cast demons out, but it never worked and I still do the same things and the things keep coming to me. So now I'm "totally and completely possessed of the devil" is what they say, but I know what is /has happened to me is real and the devil has nothing to do with them. I'm no longer going to "their" church.

What I'm trying to say is I don't know about metaphysical or other things outside of the church, so when Gerald tells me stuff, I don't know what he's talking about nor what to do with it.  But I thirst to know. In the past I used to see other worlds by staring into the front of the air in front of me or in a mirror. Sometimes I see other people or myself in another country, but lately I discovered I cannot do it anymore. Sometimes I can shut my eyes and lay my head down with pressure on my forehead between my eyes and a little above and then I see some places and I'm flying above the ground and see some action or a piece of land. Some places make me think of Ireland along the coast. I do this a lot. I can feel the air, taste and smell it and and hear everything going on. I don't know what that means and don't know what the purpose is. I cannot focus when I'm stressed out, though, which I'm doing now, but gradually trying to relax.
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I want to thank Sherry for sharing her experiences.