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Them Croakers And That Dragon Part #2

March 20 2017, 3:27 PM - This morning when I had gone to the bathroom and was peeing, I listened to a Dinosaur, it talked about how Hamish had sent it out for a search for hedgehogs, and Hamish had told the Dinosaur that if he does not find a hedgehog then he cannot have his bath. I told Hamish to let the Dinosaur have a bath even if he does not find a hedgehog. Now I see an Alpha Reticulan, there was first a mental image of me naked on their medical table on my back and with arms on the sides but with a white sheet covering over most of my body, head and legs on half of the calves bare and arms bare. I have given Hamish praise today, just because he deserves it. He is so cute. I saw his fingers again today, they really are two or three long fingers with a black hook claw on each, it looks like the fingers of that primate that has long fingers that it reaches deep inside hollows in wood for worms or into fruit. Hamish's fingers are for digging out organs from the inside of a body through a small hole. Yes, I do love this dragon. "Hello, it was me, the Kermit.", says Dinosaur now. I see a really cute Dinosaur now. How cute! These creatures! I am over the moon delighted!


Them Croakers And That Dragon

March 19 2017, 6:27 PM - I told the Reptilians, or I told to Hamish, that I would like to live with Reptilians in a Reptilian base together with them. Yeah I know I keep nagging at them about that. But wouldn't that be cute? After just a little while I saw a mental image of a Dinosaur and then it said "Deb Deb Deb Deb Deb". Then Hamish was showing off to the Dinosaur and Hamish talking about keeping control of Dinosaurs, then Dinosaur talked about how Hamish wants to rule, things like that. Hamish is always showing dominance to the Dinosaurs and asking Dinosaurs to say that he is in charge and things like that. Then a Dinosaur thought about how it is going to get a bath afterwards, so I said "Deb Deb Deb" to the Dinosaur about it getting to have a bath.

It is absolutely cute having Hamish and a Dinosaur around. I love them both. How did I ever get so lucky to have a red Reptilian named Hamish and a Dinosaur that says Deb Deb Deb around? "We don't want you to eat those crackers.", Dinosaur says now, "crackers" in my other language, about the chocolate wafers. Earlier Dinosaur showed me mental image of a newborn human baby's head that had that white gunk on it that babies have when they are born and the baby had black hair on its head and when I saw that I said "Yes-No!" about that because I don't want to see such a baby and I want nothing to do with those things.

Hamish was cute now again! He thought about the mattress that I keep against the wall as a headboard here in my bedroom, he thought about that mattress and that I could put it down on the floor for him, he then thought about his magnificent red self standing on that mattress if it were on the floor here and him stepping with his flat duck feet squish squish and enjoying the soft. I pushed the woven rug aside because I was going to do some workouts so that I hopefully don't look pregnant next time, and also Hamish's snuggy rugs is again rolled up and in the wardrobe, so Dragon doesn't have any snuggle ruggies here so I must put some on the floor for Turtle to step his little duck feets on. I now put my hand against my cheek to scratch my face a bit with my nails and Hamish looked closely at that because whenever my hand is close to my mouth he interprets it differently than I do, to him it is more like about biting so he watches to make sure if that is the case, he never thinks that it could be just an innocent harmless scratching, instead he gets ready and alert that there is biting and some signs of assertiveness or biting about to take place so he becomes alarmed and prepared.

"Tok Tok Tok", Hamish says now. "I love you Hamish, I love you Turtleback.", I say to him. "I was not being alarmed", he says, "And, have you seen this?", "And, I would like to say, Tok Tok", Hamish said those things there. And seen this, well you guessed it, he of course turned around to show me his back hump. Hamish and a Dinosaur, I can't tell you how happy and lucky and fortunate I am, these gorgeous creatures, I am over the roof so happy about this! And they both don't know how cute they are, they don't realize that inside me is brewing like a volcanic explosion burst of how cute they are, they are just a red dragon turtle and a Dinosaur that says "Deb Deb Deb" and they are acting all casual and like nothing really is going on like they do not even realize how adorably cute they are. Hamish now said that he wasn't going to bite me about my fingers, because I am writing that Dinosaurs are cute.

Ahah! Hamish now thought about taking my pillow from my bed and holding it with his hands down a bit in front of him so that he can step his flat red duck foot on the pillow by raising his foot up to put it on the pillow that he would be holding up! Hm. Dragon is really thinking about having some soft things to step on. I did learn some years ago that his feet actually feel sore if he stands on them for too long and that he actually needs some soft things to step on to stay comfortable. I will put some rugs down on the floor for Turtle. I love him.

"Yes-No", Hamish now says in my other language, with the image of a pear. I tell him Yes-No, and that I will not be eating those. There are fresh pears at my kitchen job in the refrigerator. The aliens regularly remind me that I am not allowed to eat pears. Interestingly as a child I was allergic to pears but I seem able to eat them as an adult, but who knows if pears still harm me on the inside and that the aliens know something that I don't. Personally I have no fears of eating pears and I often eat boxes full of them when they are in season the nice and juicy ones and nothing seems to happen, but it seems to be a very big deal because the aliens remind me of this many times. "Yes-No, many/any boxes of them.", Hamish says now, I forget if he said many or any but I heard it correctly at the time when he said it. "Hamish? What harm do pears do to me if I eat them? What happens then?", I ask. "Do you know?", I add. "My Toast, it was the wrong Snacks for you!", Hamish says after a short little break as usually he answers immediately this was a two second delay. As we know, we are going to have to settle with that being the best answer that Dragon can do. Technical descriptions are not really his thing.

I put my pillow from the bed the one that I sleep on I put it down on the floor for him and I tell him "Tok Tok Tok" and I say to him that please stand on it that I put it there for him Hamish please get comfortable. "I am still a proud race", Hamish says to me after a while, in my native language. He seems to be standing on the pillow.


People say I look pregnant

March 19 2017, 1:18 PM - Today at work the two male waiters I work with could not stop saying that I look pregnant, they must have said it at least 50 times, constantly, they were completely sure of it. We were talking to one of the older housekeeping ladies at the hotel who herself had her first child when she had been 14 years old, she told me that sure I am pregnant! This is not the first time when I go to work and co-workers are completely convinced that I am pregnant! Over more than 10 years this has been happening every now and so often that co-workers at different jobs will say that, and this is not the case of joking they are completely sure of it. I told them today time and time again that no I am not pregnant I am just a bit fat because I like to eat cookies and sit and watch YouTube videos and play video games on the computer.

Let's recap. I rarely have sex. I had a Jewish boyfriend several months ago possibly six months ago I ended that. Then I met the other boyfriend in Texas for three weeks in February. That is all there was. The Jewish guy I would already be six months in and huge and that is not the case so it is not him. As for the Texas one, that baby could be no older than at most one month old or one and a half months and that would not be showing so much. My breasts are not tender, I don't have mood swings my mood is perfect and healthy, and I have no nausea or frequent urination. I asked the Zetas to give me a pregnancy test but they don't want to. I will Skype with the Texas guy this evening and show him my belly and ask him to tell me what he thinks. This is ridiculous.

PS. I have never been so excited to talk to Jack again ever since he mentioned that he works with NASA Ames. I am now just eagerly waiting for him to show up! Because, since NASA Ames is a real place, then that could mean that Jack is a real person! I was never quite fond of him until now. Now I am immensely fond of him!

PS. I never menstruate, maybe twice a year only, last one was in February this year while I was in Texas. So it is not like I could see if my menstruation is late to know if I am pregnant because my menstruation is always late and skipping months. Pregnancy test kit? What is that? I am not wasting money on a pregnancy test kit just because co-workers (again) are completely convinced my belly looks pregnant! It must be aliens, or that I am just fat. This is annoying, but since this is not the first time that this happens then I know it will go away and I don't need to worry about it. If I am sounding irresponsible do not worry, if turns out that I would be pregnant with the Texas boyfriend then I would take it as happy news, because I am 34 I am old enough where it would not be weird at all. I would of course not have planned for this child, it would mean letting go of some of my dreams, but I would make it work, I would stay in touch with the Texas guy, and I would do everything for my baby and it would all work out. I would be happy and not scared and I would become a good mother and my family would all welcome the child. It is just that I know I am not pregnant, or that if I am then it mysteriously goes away.

Perhaps this was not a topic for my website, but the thing is the aliens keep talking about using my uterus and eggs, so, who knows, who really knows.

PS. I was proud of Hamish today. He likes to tell me that he is proud of his race and that he is a proud race, so I take up the habit of telling him that I am proud of him. He is a cute Turtle. Oh! Oh! How could I almost forget! While I was at work today and feeling irritated that co-workers were convinced I was pregnant, Hamish told me that he, meaning Hamish, has only been looking at me and that therefore he, Hamish could not have gotten me pregnant if I was.

6:26 PM. Texas ex-boyfriend on Skype says that I do not look pregnant. I think it's maybe the pants I wear to work that are a bit too big. So we're all good.


Jack is with NASA Ames
Only ONE candy allowed!
Hamish irritated threatens onions in my eye heheh

March 18 2017, 1:52 PM - Remember when Jack the other day said that he is "charging me with" and then I didn't hear how it ended? When I woke up this morning Jack was talking to me, he said that he is "charging me with hosting alien life" or how he said it, basically because of the alien incarnation I am hosting alien life in me. He or the other U.S. team said they want me to come there to live with them in the U.S. You know how Jack is "Jack with the NASA team", well this morning he said he was with "NASA Ames". I did an internet search on NASA Ames and the results are very interesting. Look they even have a website, NASA's Ames Research Center, this is where Jack is presumably working from! How cool is that. I am obviously not going to write them an email asking them about Jack. It is Jack's obligation to contact me. Oh my god, I would hug him to pieces if I could meet this man in real life! I would go nuts! How fun it would be to meet one of my surveillance guys in real life! In my teens I had a few moments where I could have sworn that one of my guys was visiting in real life, but I never approached them.

Every time when I eat sweets, Hamish or the Reticulans tell me I can "only have one", just one piece of candy. Today I bought a bag of Easter sugar egg candies, they are basically just sugar and with pretty color coating. I put some in a bowl for my flatmate together with strawberries and mandarin oranges and I wrote for her a little note that said "Enjoy!" and put that note on top of it and left the bowl in her bedroom. Hamish looks at the bowl and he says that the note must be saying that it is only allowed to take "one". I was putting one after the other into my mouth, wanting to taste all the colors and then to re-taste them all over again while I was telling Hamish and a Zeta "Why can I only have one? Can I only have five? Two more?" They always say when I eat sugar candies that I can only have "one", but I tend to break that rule. Hamish was also irritated that I bought home chocolate wafers today from the store, he said "Did you buy those chocolate again?". Today I asked the Reptilians if I could please come and live with them for "two days", I said that I would "bring my own pillow", and "sleep on the floor next to Reptilians" and "give the Reptilians, and Dinosaurs, a bath". Hamish was so irritated by my asking to come live with them, that he fussed at me by saying that I should watch it with what I am saying or that he would put onions on my eyes.

Ok I can't resist it. I want to write to NASA Ames. I will just tell them that... ok what do I tell them? That a man who is called Jack says that he works with NASA Ames is talking to me? Of course I could not mention anything such as "aliens" or "telepathy". How do I do this? Let's talk to Jack ourselves, right here now telepathically, and see if we can do this, if we can contact the man in real life! Oh my god I would be so happy I would squeeze him to bits! I would shower him with hugs and never let him go. I would be so fascinated to meet someone in real life who has been talking telepathically to me for so long now.

All this time that Jack has been checking on me, he has specifically been interested in the alien woman who incarnates into me, he calls her his "alien bug", or "insect", or "ants". I can't write to NASA Ames about it, of course. I will just have to enjoy any bits of specific details that Jack gives me, and hope that he makes the effort to make contact with me in real life.

Jack? Can I talk to you? - me
Hey there, howdy. What'cha want? - Jack, that means "what do you want"
You said NASA Ames? Do you work there? - me
Oh yes, we do. - Jack delighted and almost out of breath
I checked NASA Ames on the internet, they do space research. Do you work there? - me
I was not going to say, but I am delighted to meet you! - Jack
I am delighted to meet you too. - me
Look at all of my, scales. - Hamish, "scales" in my native language also translates as "shells", about his shedded white scales
Jack? Is Jack your real name? - me
You know, what if it wasn't? What then, would you do about it, huh? - Jack
What is your real name then? I want to find you. - me
Just leave that part to us. We are good at finding things, and exploring the universe ourselves. We wanted to talk to you! Here, at NASA Ames! - Jack delighted!
But... How do I find you? - me a bit sad pout
I want to find you. In real life. - me, pout, Jack is thinking about some big large brown insect
You know, we are just monkeys here. We don't know more than that. And you!, you are with something far bigger! So. Here we at the NASA Ames space team institute.. I wanted to know more about you, first, before we do anything more. So. That is why we are here, and not. - Jack

I actually started being aware of Jack years ago, I was in my mid-20's or so. Jack, if you are reading this, I hope to meet you one day. That would mean the world to me.

7:09 PM. I forgot to mention that today I ran into Hamish he was close to me and he told me that he is a "proud race". I told him that I too am proud of his race, and I told him I was proud of his back, his red color, and his adorable flat duck feet too. I can't stop thinking about Jack now and feeling all excited. He used to be someone a bit out of place amidst all the other men who talk to me telepathically and I used to be a bit irritated with his visits, but ever since he mentioned NASA Ames he just became the most interesting of them all, of the humans I mean, because as we know, I find Hamish the most interesting out of all things. But next time when Jack visits, I am going to take him a bit more seriously and really listen to him, and see if I can get some more information out of him!


A Complicated Issue
Joseph Beňes, General Patton and Pavel

March 17 2017, 7:37 PM - "You can talk Russian to Pavel", the Russian military officer said to me. "You know, we are not a good guy", Pavel said then.

Things just got interesting. I was asleep until around 7 PM when I woke up right from a vivid dream where the U.S. were giving me information, telling me about the back-up government location that they have in the United States in case of a nuclear war disaster, they have got secondary back-up government buildings set up in Portland, Oregon. Interestingly, I check on a map now, it is completely as far away as possible from the East coast, Portland sits on the West coast. I saw while asleep in my dreams as if someone was showing to me, how as if with the press of a button large government buildings could be erected in Portland by a river that flows through the city.

I woke up from the dream just as the dream was at its most intense and information filled, and I found myself at home in bed, the radio was still playing, I had fallen asleep in my clothes for a nap at around 3 PM I think it was. General Patton and possibly others were still talking to me, the information in the dream was continuing in the information they were giving me when I awoke. They were very clear this time about what they want. Can I help them to remote view to find nuclear weapons in the world, they are asking me to protect the United States from nuclear attacks by locating the sites of nuclear weapons in other countries. They emphasized how important this was.

I was surprised at it myself, but I started to say repeatedly, "24 hours, and I'm dead! Do you understand what I am saying? 20 hours max. They will dispatch someone, I will be dead, this happens all the time! I would only have 20 hours of giving you information, then I'm gone!" They then asked me if I can locate Russian missiles. The alien woman that incarnates in me then focused on Russia and sent information to Russia telepathically in a wordless language, which communicated to them that she had been asked by the United States to locate missiles and spy on them and that she had chosen not to because she also loves the Russian people and that with love she has declined. Doing this then connected me to the Russian officer who said his name is Pavel.

I could say more, I could write how I told the U.S. people about how I remote view the past as a hobby, how I've looked at early human hominids, I described to them these, I said things I've known and seen, I described to them how New York will look in the future, with water covering the streets and how people have taken their paper documents out of their drawers and evacuated mostly to Detroit, how the streets are empty of cars and there are not even any rats on the streets. The U.S. people, before I met Pavel, showed me a mental image of a room that has these round flat metal cases that contain information stored, it is like a library but these are not books, nor are they CDs.

"I am very concerned about this. What, did the U.S. team want to know? What do they want from us?", Pavel asks me now. "My dear loved friend, you will have to ask them to tell you yourself.", I say. "We don't hurt any children here, but what have you said? Huh?", Pavel says to me. "I say no such things.", I say to Pavel. "I am very concerned. But not very upset, yet.", Pavel. "I don't want these, women to be sent to us.", Pavel. "I am very... this is ridiculous.", Pavel. "I have done no such things, that they ask of.", me. "What?! They are really in that old navy ship?", Pavel, about the Navy ship that I often see General Patton in. "Me, and my boys, are not going to look at you, NOW.", Pavel. "But we might in the future.", Olav, you know Olav, that Olav.

So the U.S. team had shown me this room with those round flat metal cases of information, they asked me to tell them what information was stored on those. This is not the first time I have been shown that room with that information storage. "Do you know, that you would be scared shitless.", Pavel says to me now. "I will not be frightened.", me. "If you knew what was happening, what was going on. What we do here.", Pavel. "With radiation damage.", Zeta Reticulan finishes the sentence that Pavel just said, about doing things. I was asked to read the information stored in that room, I took it as definitely a test to see if I could remote view successfully. I looked into those, I saw pictures! "It is not information, it is pictures!", I declared. General Patton was very pleased with my answer, seems it was pictures. I told them that it contains "magnetic switches", I then told them that "the Earth contains such magnetic switches in it too". They asked if I could locate missiles, I said it is as easy as tasting it, that it has a taste. But I said I would not do it, because it is 20 hours and then no more. They said they could give me protection, I said what is it for, to live like that, like in a prison.

I was surprised at the response of the alien woman in me. It is her that the U.S. military talk to... "Did you really talk to Joseph Beňet?", General Patton then said, do you know what he does here? (Note, Joseph said his name to me Beňes, General Patton said it Beňet.) [Added same day: The surprising response of her, being to go directly to the Russian people to tell them what she said.]

"We won't really let you look at our military warheads.", Pavel says to me now. "I will not be looking. The only thing I have seen, was you.", me. "We have already located that guy, in a port.", Pavel about General Patton and the navy ship. "We don't want him here.", Pavel. "And this woman, that they sent?!", Pavel, the woman being me. "I was not being sent, because I have not gone.", me. The alien woman in me now sent her love to Pavel, in a wordless language, conveying to him good things. "Nothing bad will happen to you. From me. That is why I have come.", my alien incarnation to Pavel. Pavel says that I am not the one they are concerned with. "You are loved. By us. And you know, that no one can hurt the ones they love.", my alien woman says to Pavel on behalf of all her people.

When my alien woman first met Pavel this evening, the first things she said to him were asking him why he is always so sad. She can read a person's emotions and she always offers them words of encouragement and wants people to know that they are loved. Pavel had thought that her saying that she loves him that she was complimenting him on his physical appearance, but she explained that she was in fact seeing that his soul is loved more than he realizes. Yesterday when she met the blonde U.S. military officer she read through his tissues and told him that he needs to eat a fresh pineapple and a box of raspberries for the quality of vitamin C that his spinal cord needs. She always offers people moral support to feel loved and bright and cheerful, and nutritional advice. When she was here in earlier years, she was always offering nutritional advice to the U.S. team, some of them were always told by her to eat fruit.

As you see, things are getting tricky. There comes a time when this will no longer be written about here. I understand the curiosity and concern of my readers to be shared this information. But I will not disrespect neither the U.S. team or the Russian military. So far, here I have done no harm on either side, and no harm will also be done, I am incapable of harm, or of involvement. Some things are impossible for certain people, and the kind of people we are, of those from who I have incarnated, we are a loving nation, and love is what we are guided by. So we love someone even like Pavel, and that love will guide us, to do no harm, and no harm will have been done.

"You can get in really big trouble, really fast!", General Patton says to me now a few minutes later. "Don't go there again.", General Patton to me about having gone to the Russians. "I would not have done anything different, now, after that you said that. I have done what is right for me to do, without having been asked to do it. I know what is right, and that is what I follow. We follow the right path.", me to Patton. "Then you know what you must do. And that thing to do is to help us.", Patton to me. "You see, I am with the Russian people and with you, I live through them, with the information.", me to Patton. "And, we also see the radiation damage.", Zeta Reticulan wants to add. "We are, not with the Turtles, yet.", Hamish adds. "Hello Hamish! I love you! Turtle!", me to Hamish, declaring delighted. "So, we are not going to Portland, now.", Patton, meaning not now at this moment. "We are hoping to evade that.", Patton about the going to Portland thing. Gosh, I had almost thought that I could think that it [added same day: it being Portland] was a dream, even though it was clear and was being communicated to me after I woke up from the dream still then. "You know. We have never done anything like this again, ever since the 70's. In the 70's, I was very active with training the women.", General Patton tells me. "We are not going to make you into a victim, *clears throat very loudly*.", Patton.

"We are not going to do anything that would hurt you. Of that you can be sure, that can always be guaranteed.", Patton to me. "I am not going to be concerned, either way.", my alien woman to Patton. Patton is a legend among the U.S. team. He is a somewhat older man and back in the 60's already he was a pro at these things. He still comes in to do this work. Remember the time when he "trained" me? Those were some times. "Hey, my real name is Hugh.", one of the U.S. team says, maybe it was even General Patton. "I am not going to talk to you anymore. Now, do I, any more now, my Space Kitten?", General Patton to me. "Do I need to, I mean?", General Patton to me, meaning if he needs to talk to me more. "Or do we need to do this again?", Patton to me. "You can always come and talk to me when you want, I will always be here to listen. Always.", my alien incarnation to Patton. "We won't desist, and resist, a capture.", Patton. "What ever works best for you, Darling.", my alien woman to Patton. "We are not a rough patch.", Patton to me. I now see a man with brown hair and glasses. "Hello, I am Joseph Beňes.", the man says. At first I thought "great, now the man Joseph himself says his own name wrong ending with "s"", but checking back, Beňes is how it was written originally by himself when I first met him last night.

Now, let's pry a little. "Joseph? What work do you do? General Patton there was saying, or rather implying, that it would be something interesting? What is your line of work?", me to Joseph. "Do not tell her!!", General Patton to Joseph. "My, my, what we can really do with women.", Joseph. "And what is that?", me. "We can steer them around.", Joseph after about a two second pause. "Now why would you do that?", me. "I will bite!", Hamish about biting into my fingers. "What is it, Hamish? What is the matter?", me to Hamish. "Joseph Beňes wants to talk.", Joseph. "Yes? I am listening?", me to Joseph.

A few minutes later:
The military mind control team needs alien abductees. - General Patton
Of that you can be sure, that is why we are here. - Joseph Beňes
You know, we are not really doing adultery, we are not going to quit her up! - General Patton, yes "quit", talking to Joseph, her being me

Last night I was mentally aware of a room that had about 18 Zeta Reticulans standing there lined up from left side to in front and to right side going all around and I saw parts of them very clearly especially their feet that have two toes like camel feet, they were so many and that was unusual. "Joseph Beňes doesn't want to talk to us.", a Reticulan says to me now. "Why not?", me. "Because we are not taking his women.", Reticulan to me. "He has specifically forbidden us to.", Reticulan, meaning Joseph protects the women in his own life and has forbidden the Reticulans from taking those.


Surveillance and Turtle

March 17 2017, 2:34 PM - Military surveillance is definitely back. I was aware of the surveillance staff watching me while I was at work today. I guess I don't mind, I am also curious about them.

I almost bought a stuffed turtle toy for Hamish today, it was large and soft, green with a yellow shell. Presents I want to get for Hamish: A nice sofa chair that he will love to sit in. More rugs of many soft sorts that he can choose, I would like to have a whole room furnished just for my Dragon Turtle and cover the floor with different rugs so that he can choose and have fun in there. An aquarium with goldfish. Photo posters of hedgehogs, echidnas, koalas, pangolin, armadillos, and tortoises. He also wants a bucket so I would get him one. He also needs a tub of water to wash his shedded scales in.

Today one of my surveillance MIBs told me that he just got a grandchild and he was very happy about the announcement! He asked me don't I want to have grandchildren? I explained to him that I don't want to have children or grandchildren, that I have Hamish. I took the time to explain to him while I walked home from work. I don't expect him to understand. I don't know if anyone understands how much I love Hamish and how much he means to me. Hamish looks at me and our minds connect. He is in a calm mood and he says something about Kermit meaning the Dinosaurs. He then says, "For my eggs has been given too much potatoes.", in my native language, with a mental image of the chunks of boiled carrot that was in the two servings of food I've cooked that I finished eating just a minute ago.


Joseph Beňes, Military surveillance is back

March 16-17 2017, 1:12 AM - My sleeping schedule is still off after the jetlag from the USA, so I slept in the evening and just woke up at 1 AM as if I'm ready to start the day. When I woke up, I noticed a men in black surveillance person watching me with remote viewing. And he spoke to me telepathically, he said, and I wrote down so this is exact: "My real name is Joseph Beňes." He said that he had found out about my extraterrestrial, and that he would like to speak to my extraterrestrial. He then said a few times that "they are charging me with..." but I did not hear how the sentence is finished. He also commented to himself, how "easy" this was, to establish contact and communication with me. When he had said his "real name", I had asked him so what was his fake name? I was interested to find out, if he was one of my all-timer surveillance people now under his "real" name, but he did not answer the question. I told him, or my extraterrestrial told him, that it can be arranged, that he get to talk to her. He and her have not yet had that conversation.

Yesterday morning when I woke up, there was a blonde military officer sitting in an office, not dressed in a military officer's uniform though, he was remote viewing me and I was very aware of seeing him mentally too. General Patton was also there and I was told that they want to know what my extraterrestrial is doing here and that they will be watching me. Then the brown-haired MIB showed up for remote viewing surveillance again, the one from recently, and he was talking and thinking about how he would marry me and he spoke to me that they want to invite me to live with them there, he was flirting with me with his pick up lines, I found it a bit awkward especially since I doubt that he and I would be a compatible match. Again I sensed how this brown-haired MIB has a strong education in engineering and technology. He looks to be in his 30's, he perhaps has glasses. They told me that they want to make me into a "cyborg", they asked my extraterrestrial to tell them about the "science" from her planet, and she told her about how her people overlook atoms and material entirely and only deal with vibrational patterns and she told them things about their science.

And the day before yesterday or otherwise very recently but not yesterday, General Patton was watching me and I heard him talk to Jack, you know "Jack with the NASA team" and General Patton was assigning Jack to do the surveillance of me.

So, ever since I retrieved my teenage journal notes back from the storage where they had been for eleven years, and I have been reading in them, where the majority of my notes regard the journey I took on having an alien woman incarnate to live through me, the military surveillance is coming back. In my teens, around when the alien woman first incarnated into me, I then started to notice military surveillance and some military abductions and telepathic conversations with them. The military involvement went away in my college years, some of the guys have said back then that they left me alone because "they did not want to interfere with my studies", oddly yesterday the men said things that implied that they had wanted me to finish my science studies in university. Now that the alien woman came back, when I read about her in my notes, at the same time the military surveillance came back. How did the military know that my alien incarnation came back, you ask? As I wrote in My Incarnated Alien, it is no mystery at all, since my alien woman went straight to the military to announce to them her plans of incarnating, so they most definitely know.

Yesterday General Patton or otherwise one of the others told me that they need to be watching me "to know everything I am doing", I asked them why, they said they need to make sure that I do not collaborate with other nations. I assured them that I would tell them before I would collaborate with any other nations, and that I would ask for their permission first. So it seems the alien in me has some interesting information and abilities which the U.S. military does not want to go to other nations, but to them. So the military surveillance is back. Somewhat irritating, although while I am incarnated it does not bother me. But if I were not incarnated and only just a human, then it would be irritating. But this time around, I seem to know more about why it was happening, this time I have a better handle of things.

Hamish has been cute of course. I told him that I love him and that I would do anything for him to give him a happy life, he then offered that I could "wash his back", I asked the aliens if I could wash Hamish and give him a bath or shower, but it was not arranged. I would love to wash his back. Hamish showed me again a mental image where he stands in the entrance hall to an underground base with double closed doors behind him and next to him is the big blue plastic barrel filled with either Reptilian base latrine to be taken out or filled with delectable entrail pieces that Dragons can eat. I asked him what was in the barrel, I was not sure which of the two types of contents it had this time. I have seen him stand right next to it many times, being very fixated with it.

A Reptilian from a Reptilian underground base made some contact with me today, it was being rude such as that they don't like my race, but I said sweet nice things to him and hopefully that made him happier about me. I like to coo my dragons so that they can be in a happy friendly mood. First time when one meets a Reptilian they like to call us dog race and say descriptive threats of injury to humans after which they raise their lower eyelids because they find it funny and that is how they are laughing, and to say dominating things and assert their supremacy, but I find it that if only I say sweet and kind things to them for a while and tell them that I am their friend, it changes the relationship we have between us. Not that I would trust a random dragon if I were in an underground Reptilian base. I trust Hamish not because of our long friendship, but only because he is guarding the eggs and therefore would not hurt me. No matter what friendship one thinks that they have to a Draconian Reptile, a human is not safe when in the hands of one of these. They are predators. I have heard stories from the military about groups of military recruits who were mauled by Reptilians. No matter what friendship Hamish and I seem to have, if it weren't that he specifically is guarding my eggs, I would not feel safe in a room alone with this dragon pooch. But since I am so fortunate that he is guarding the eggs, I can enjoy an intimacy and close contact with this amazing creature.

The other day I saw Hamish's goosebumps and I told him admiration about his goosebumps and he told me to not look at his goosebumps and to only look at his back, so I was told off. I won't say that I love this dragon, because that is incredibly obvious.

2:18 AM - I took a shower and when I stepped out, I saw a Zeta and it said to me "Omrigosh, Languish". So I said to it, "Omrigosh, Zeta." It is the language of the Orion black reptilians, not to be confused with the Alpha Orion lizards. Omrigosh means hello, Languish I have heard before but I forget if I ever knew what it means.


Frog lifts a flower

March 13-14 2017, 2:01 AM - A Dinosaur says now:

Dab Dab Dab, bathtub. - Dinosaur

Last night while I was in bed, the aliens show me a mental image depicting a cute cartoon frog that is in a sunny nature landscape like a field and it picks up with its hands a flower that is a shrub with lots of little lavender colored flowers on it. The image was delightful, and I was so happy to see it, the Reticulans had to assure me that "it was just a cartoon". The frog is their symbol for Dinosaurs, Dinosaurs collect the eggs and feces from me, and flower is their symbol for my reproductive system, so with this image the frog picking a flower they mean to say that a Dinosaur is going to be collecting some eggs from me. And they show it in a cartoon to tell me in a nice way and to pacify me like one does with a human child.


About a cylindrical spaceship and the meaning of scales

March 12 2017, 10:06 PM - A black reptilian (note these are not the Alpha Orion lizards) showed me a mental image of a cigar-shaped cylindrical alien spaceship, these hover horisontally, it asked me if I wanted to come inside. I said yes and said that I don't know how to get in there. It seemed from what the reptile then said implied that there would be a conflict with Hamish if I was taken there. A while later Hamish tells me, "Excuse me, but I have got scales here", translated, with image of his shedded sheets of scales. So I can by now with certainty confirm, that one of the reasons why, or one of the effects of, that Hamish leaves his shedded scales here in my home, is to assert territory here. His shedded scales signal to other Reptilians that this is Hamish's place. And that he sometimes puts scales on me, is probably not some "kind" gesture of sharing a gift of friendship, but it probably means that he is saying that I am his, or more specifically that the "eggs" are his, he just seems to assume that I would know what it means even if he doesn't say it. His behavior is so obvious to himself that he forgets to explain all of his culture, body language and gestures to me, but I am quick to try to catch on.

PS. Cylindrical UFOs look to be made out of metal, it is brass colored beige and brown, and somehow I know it to be filled with machinery. Whenever I see one on a photograph on tv I become hysterical and frightened like a dog from the sound of a gun shot and I am quick to get away from the tv and have to calm myself down. There is something I feel about cylindrical UFOs which is quite terrifying, whether it is from an emission from the machinery of the spacecraft, or the emanance of its inhabitants. I have known Dark Lords to travel in the cylindrical UFOs, and Dark Lords have a horrible energy about them. I wouldn't say no to visiting inside of a cylindrical spaceship anyway, if the Reptilians are welcoming me for a visit. Although, one should always question the motives of why a Reptilian wants to mingle with a human, it is not exactly going to be for tea and cakes. Same goes with Zeta Reticulans, if a human visits a Zeta without the protection of human military then the Zetas would undoubtedly decide to do irreparable experiments to the human brain. I just enjoy a very special friendship with Hamish because he is guarding the eggs. He is cute.

No we don't drink tea. - Dark Lord now
No I know that. - me
... We don't drink tea in our cylindrical spaceships?!??? - Dark Lord


Hamish practices to play with a ball

March 11 2017, 6:36 AM - Today I slept during the abduction hours so I hope that the Zetas had an easier night that way. The other day the aliens told me that they had given Hamish a big red ball to play with, and I saw in a mental image a big red plastic ball that is hollow inside, it is about the size of a beach ball but firm and thicker plastic. Of course I thought that was cute. And I hope you think so too.

Last night when I went to bed and this morning when I woke up I was showing the Zetas a mental image of the "we come in to your house and take you" Zeta sign and also the one that looks like the Japanese Yen symbol which the Zetas use as a symbol for themselves, and the image they had shown me a few days ago of the red cross that means "hospital", and telling them that I am ready to be picked up. I really want a conscious contact. They say they take my eggs and bring me to their hospital in their UFO ambulance, so come on, let me remember and stay awake? Again, last night yields no memories whatsoever of a visit into the alien research hospital.

But last night while I was talking to Zetas asking to be picked up to the hospital, a Zeta gave me the most adorable mental image. It depicted the Zeta as if it were standing next to me and its hand on one side of my face and head, of course as a human mammal and a female human mammal at that, I interpret the image as a sign of affection and I go aww how cute and how sweet you are! Of course it takes a bit of effort for me to remind myself that Zetas probably don't think of it that way, like when is the last time I saw a Zeta hugging or caressing another being? (Never seen that.) As a human, I tend to interpret any images of two beings gently touching without violence as a sign of affection and love. The aliens, let me remind you, are not mammals. Hamish for instance doesn't like to be touched.

This morning I overheard a Dinosaur saying "Deb Deb" to Hamish. Hearing it say that I also said Deb Deb Deb to the Dinosaur. The Dinosaur then told me that it had said that to Hamish to confirm that Hamish was I think it was a good race, because Hamish had just said that to the Dinosaur. I told the Dinosaur that I also like to confirm how good he is because he likes that. Hamish is so proud of himself, his ego is humongous! But that is fine, because I love him probably even more so both me and Hamish are adoring Hamish!

This morning Hamish looked right at me and said "Livers!". So I asked dragon if he was hungry for a liver snack. He was. I turned telepathically to Lasarus the Zeta and I told him that Hamish needs to be given food. Lasarus assured me that they would feed him. And so I told Hamish that Lasarus was going to give him liver snacks. Hamish then told me that he used to go to Japan (with an image of the coastal hangar area in Komi Saki) because he was there given livers but that one time someone had put a shard of glass into his liver. I was very upset and I said that I would attack the one who did that, I said that I protect Hamish. I told Hamish, while I was in my morning shower, that it breaks my heart if anyone tries to hurt him, and I told him, it was because "I love him". This sweet Turtle.

Hamish then told me that he was given a red ball, it was about that same red ball as earlier, he said that they are trying

Tok Tok Tok, try to come to me. Come and play! Tok Tok Tok Tok, you are going to be like my family. Mine, you said about me? Tik Tik, Tiiik! Tok Tok Tok Tok. - Hamish
Hamish? Where are you? I can't find you. - me
Langoustines are not like a Cola. You cannot drink or eat them. I was not seeing them down your throat. About the Langoustines, Tiik! My sofa, was not here, but I needed it therefore. Crustaceans for me. - Hamish, the last "crustaceans for me" in my native language, about the sofa he turned right toward the sofa in the other room I saw him in a mental image, with Cola he means a Coca-Cola.

Ohh! He now sat down on the sofa, feeling as he sank into the softness, and his eyelids close in such an expression of comfort and enjoying. This beautiful dragon! Also earlier when I told him that I had arranged for Lasarus to give him some liver snacks, his eyes had closed because it made him happy to hear that. And last night, when he looked at me, he was smiling with so much affection at me.

All that Tok Tok Tok just earlier I think was his response to me being about to write/think that the aliens are trying to teach him to play with the ball and that I was then going to say, that I had told Hamish that I want to play ball with him, so it seems that he would be very welcoming for me to be with him to play with the ball.

I have seen the aliens give a black and white soccer ball to Hamish and then a little hybrid boy is trying to play soccer with Hamish, but the way that Hamish plays the game is that he thinks of it as a domination game that he wants to own the ball, so he steps his flat red duck foot right down on the ball and growls if anyone comes close, but I have also seen him try to kick the ball. Hamish or one of the other aliens this morning said about the red ball that they are trying to teach Hamish to kick the big red ball. Hamish is the sweetest thing in the universe.

I am very proud of, My, too. Tik Tik Tok. - Hamish, then eyes closing, as he sinks in to feel the softness of the sofa
Hamish likes sofas. Tik! - me

Oh god how cute, a human heart evolved on planet Earth and we evolved around insects and wolves and

For me, Toast. - Hamish in my native language, and he thinks about bringing his hand toward his mouth to eat something, so he is thinking about food again, obviously he doesn't eat Toast
Are you hungry? - me native language
Is there Toast for me? Then yes, I am hungry. - Hamish, all NL except for "then yes" was in English
I was very dissatisfied here. - Dark Lord or otherwise Hamish
Why? - me

Humans evolved around the animals we have here, so when we meet someone as adorable as Hamish it feels like I am filled with so much love and adoration for him that it doesn't fit into my body.

I have taken, and collected my scales. - Hamish, even that is cute!!!, with image of him collecting shedded scales into his arms
Where are they? - me
Yes, there. - Hamish, he has them on my flatmate's rug in the corner near her computer desk, that is the room where the sofa is, I need to take out Hamish's ruggy snug, it is still rolled up in my wardrobe since we moved in here about a month ago
For me it was important, Snacks. - Hamish NL, that snacks were important
I love you Hamish. There is no other way that I can sum up how gorgeous and cute and adorable you are. Did you know that? - me
Tik. - Hamish means he knew he was all those things
I love your race. You mean the world to me. I would do anything for you. - me
Would you not fight me, please? - Hamish
I will never fight Turtle Sock. - me

PS. The Reticulan said last night or this morning when I asked to go to their hospital in their ambulance, that they thought that I would become suicidal if I see them. I then remembered the episodes we had a few years ago because of the hybrid children where I had been seriously upset for good reason. So I assured them that this was fine and different and that I was ready to meet with them.

For me, the ambulance, does not take. - Hamish NL that the ambulance should not take him he doesn't want it to
He is not a native species to your land, you said. - Reticulan tells me about Hamish [Added later same day: because I wrote about insects and wolves, though my point with that was different]
That is right. - me
He has not been hand-picked for this mission. - Reticulan about Hamish
Well? What then? - me
But he likes you very much. - Reticulan to me about Hamish, shows me image of Hamish's eyelids closing as he sits on the sofa being so cute and snug
I love Hamish more than anything. I adore him. - me
He has also done some cruelty. To what you don't know. - Reticulan or Hamish about Hamish
Cruelty, Yes-No Tik Tik! - Hamish
For my eggs, poo. - Hamish NL, probably means the fecal samples that Reticulans keep collecting from me, the eggs means either the eggs or me, as he often calls me "the eggs" or "his eggs"


Aliens study my feces

March 10-11 2017, 12:11 midnight - If I recall correctly, I was again awake in the early morning hours because that jetlag is difficult to kick off. (Tonight I slept from 5 PM to 11:30 PM and now I am looking at staying awake all night again. I'm trying to fix it.) And I was not aware of any abduction preparations taking place at 4 AM or around that time. However, it was well after the 4 AM at I think around 5 or 6 AM when I started seeing mental images of a Dinosaur, unusually clear images, because normally the Dinosaurs seem unwilling to let me see them and they are there but they are hiding from being seen too fully or for too long, but here were long-lasting clear images so that was a pleasant surprise. They were being in a friendly manner and I was greeting them with "Deb Deb Deb" and telling them they are welcome. Then I saw the cutest image of a little Reticulan with pale blue skin, large bulbuous head, short and small like a 6-year old human child, two all-black eyes, the surface of the eyes look as if the texture would be like sticky crude oil to touch. The Reticulan showed me a mental image of as if it were carefully and cautiously making a door open and standing behind a door, as if it were telling me that it is gently seeing if it might be ok for it to sneak in and come in here. I told the Reticulan that it was welcome.

Yesterday highly unusual I ate

We already took some of your excrement. - Zeta Reticulan
How? When? When did you take it? - me
When you were unaware, and sleeping! We were just making sure, that you were alright and ok after that. - Zeta Reticulan
Oh. Ok. - me
We don't want to always take your crap here! But we sometimes need to check it. Because, the hybrids there, and look they are sleeping there. - another, I think Alpha Reticulan, with a sassy way of speaking, it shows me quick mental image of adult or almost adult naked white hybrids in vertical water tanks.

[Added same day: "We were making sure you were ok after that", when they here said it I first thought they meant that the Dinosaur and Reticulan showed up in the morning to check that I was ok after they had already taken the sample while I slept before 6 AM.]

So very unusual I ate oven roasted pig meat steak. I normally don't eat meat, and I normally would not ever eat any pig, but I was so hungry! So it seemed unusually important for the aliens to get a fecal sample from me, and I had to assume that it was because of the pig meat I had eaten. They wanted to pick a fecal sample while I was in bed at 6 AM, I checked the time and told them that if they would then they would have to hurry up because I would be getting up in 45 minutes, it was quarter past six and I allowed them an extra 15 minutes so I would be staying in bed another 15 minutes longer than I normally do for this work. I wasn't aware of any collection so I got out of bed when I had to and told them I had to go to work. The aliens talked to me about needing that sample so I reminded them that I almost never do a bowel movements while at work and only in the evening and I told them that I could go to bed as soon as I get home. Oddly, unless thanks to my jetlag, I was dead tired when I got home from work at 4 PM and at 5 PM I was sound asleep. So when the Zeta just earlier said that they now have taken the sample, at first I thought huh when did they take it (you see my surprise there when I responded) but of course! I slept all evening already! So they probably mean that they took it during my evening sleep already today.

But you know what, who cares about aliens taking fecal samples? Actually that is rather interesting. It seems, that they are inserting experimental chemicals into my stomach and then they want to see how my body had processed it in the end. Another thing they do, which has got nothing to do with feces, is that they sometimes put foods into my stomach, have my stomach digest them, then suction it back out to feed it to the hybrids with another tube. They are really studying my food and metabolism, and they have clear ideas for what I get to eat and not eat. Sucrose is forbidden, and if I eat chickpeas it is not compatible with the hybrids if that is fed to the hybrids after taking from my stomach, chickpeas and also I think green peas they cannot handle. Cow's milk and yoghurt are highly - highly - recommended by the aliens that I eat, the problem is that I don't eat dairy products. But I am trying to use dairy as a bargaining to tell them that if I get to stay awake for abductions I would eat milk and yoghurt. Remember that one time when I did?


Zetas waiting for me to go to bed so that they can abduct me

March 9 2017, 6:58 AM - I was up again at night from about 1:30 AM when I woke up, I know my sleeping times are totally messed up, I am still jetlagged after the USA trip. But anyway, I was up all night until now at 7, wondering as the hours passed 3 AM and 4 AM why the Zetas were not appearing to talk about the medical procedures they want to do. I allowed myself to think, yes even after all these years of this contact, that what if my aliens are not real after all, because hey they are not showing up for abduction hour at 4. But as soon as - and I mean the very second - I decided to close up the computers and roll to bed, I hear a Zeta whispering to other Zetas that I am going to bed now and I caught a mental image glimpse of the Zeta, wearing a turquoise bodysuit. So turns out, since I had been up for so many nights in a row at their abduction hour at 4, they had made some adjustments, they had been waiting for me to go to bed. Sweethearts.


Colonel visit

March 8-9 2017, 1:34 AM - At 06:50 AM yesterday morning on the 8th I was awake in bed. Someone tells me telepathically into my mind, "Do you see that?", and I am shown a perfectly clear mental video image depicting what is a military person. He is wearing a uniform with camouflage pants, long-sleeve jacket, and cap with a brim on the front, all out of the same fabric with a camouflage pattern of patches of beige and light brown, to that he has combat boots in a similar beige or light brown color. I cannot see much of the man's face because of the cap creating a shadow on his face, and most of his skin and body is covered by clothing all except for his face and hands, but he is a Caucasian or otherwise mixed race man, he looks entirely and perfectly human, his skin is a gorgeous tan color which one gets from being healthy and active and fit and outdoors a lot, a deep golden healthy tan. The man is in excellent shape, very fit and muscular.

The Colonel wore a beige light brown camouflage uniform of the exact same make as these, the color fits with the second or the third from the left, which on the picture it says is Army or Marines, I think the Army uniform is the best fit, otherwise it was the Marines one. It was light colors with boots that were even lighter color than the uniform, that fits only with the Army one. The Marines one has boots darker than the clothes and that was not what he had. So I am going to say it was probably the Army uniform.

He stands in formation and as I'm watching him he is adjusting his posture. He stands with his back very straight, he places his hands latched behind his back, he spreads his legs even wider to stand like in military posture. He looks perfectly real, so much detail, so life-like, I fail to see how I could have imagined him, of course what I am saying is that I think that this man was real and that someone, presumably an alien, was conveying to me this picture.

It had not been the military man who had said to me "Do you see that?", but presumably I think a Reticulan alien, I had written down this sentence on paper and I also wrote down the following which was said to me by the military man telepathically, he said:

Yesterday morning:
We have been given a (...) by the United States military. - military
A what? - me
A full clearance to talk to you! - military

I learned that he was a "Colonel" but he did not tell me his name. I asked him if he was Richmond and told him that Colonel Richmond is the only Colonel I know. I don't recall there being any more information given in the conversation, we talked a bit but he wasn't exactly giving me information, also I was getting up to have my shower and get to work. No, he did talk to me more, but I forget what it was about, I think he talked about what implied that he had known me for many years already, and it also sounded to me like he and the other military there have known me for years like they, I don't want to say this, like there is a relationship that they feel to me, that they know me for many years, how he talked to me about it made me feel that these military guys have seen me naked for many years and he was like talking about how my body is and was and has been changing. You see, by all intents and purposes, based on what is being said by military and aliens and what I observe and all, the aliens abduct me, put me naked in the medical room, do medical procedures, the military have to watch that so they see me naked of course, but more than that, the aliens seem

Hey, who there hey cowboy! - a military says now [added same day: who as in whoa]
What? - me, I was just going to write that "the aliens seem to ask the military to have sex with me to get me pregnant, clearly some (interrupted)
Some sex is not being had. - military
Well, ok then. - me
They just take our sperm. - General Patton awkwardly
But, I thought that... How about Olav, he... I don't know. - me
Don't worry about the Russians anymore, Ma'am. We don't want you to know about them. - military
We don't want trouble, he said. - my red Turtle Hamish
Hello Hamish. How are you Darling? I love you, Tik! - me
Me, (side to side) sits here beside you. - Hamish, he took there a small pause to sway his head side to side slowly to show contentment and that he is pleased

These military guys have been a mystery for me ever since I recall starting to see them in remote viewing (them or aliens sending image to me, or military remote viewing me and I seeing them in the same process) and meeting them in military abductions since I was the age of 14. I only have bits and pieces, lots of conversation without being given clear answers or information on what is going on. For years since I was 14 I have strongly felt that they therefore own or keep a huge part of my very life and soul there with them, which I can only have back and feel whole and complete once I get more answers from them and get to meet them. It feels like the feeling of not being able to breathe, and so every time when I get to see them again, or talk to them properly more than just them telling me a bit of this and that, then it feels like I can breathe again. It is so important for me to see them and to figure this out. So, seeing this man ever so clearly and knowing that he is perhaps my Colonel Richmond (Richmond is the only Colonel I ever knew in these things), then it means the world to me.

They don't understand. My 14-year old self and from so many years is gone because of a shroud of mystery, and when on these rare times I get to see them and talk to them more than just glimpses or a few words, like here today, it gives me my very soul back. It heals me inside, it feels like drinking water after being thirsty for so many years, it fills me up with life, clears away the confusion and sadness that I had all those years. I just need to meet them and know they are real. I wish they would understand and let me meet them.

There is a lot of pain and worry in all of this, and simply because the aliens and military are trying to do things to me but to make it seem like they are doing nothing to me, you see it is like they want to interact with me and not interact with me, like they could have it both ways, and so I feel robbed and caught in the middle and it is confusing and frustrating and makes me angry and sad. It's like being taken away from myself and not being allowed to see. It is the worst kind of taking and abducting! Because by doing things to me that I don't get to remember or know about they are taking me away from myself. So, these precious moments like with the Colonel last morning, it gives me peace, and calm, it makes me feel like I am able to breathe again, it really feels like getting fresh oxygen after years of suffocation. It feels like soaking up nourishment after years of starving.

I have to know these things, and I cling to every piece that they can give me, as if my life depended on it, because, for years in my teens, I was feeling suicidal in part because they weren't giving me answers and no one of them was telling me what was going on, no one told me why I had woken up in the night somewhere else and met these guys or experienced things. So it robs me from myself. For years I begged them to let me meet them, I still would beg them but I get so tired when I ask yet again, and again... It drains all life out of me, because I put my very heart and soul into pleading for it, "Please let me meet you?" "Let me come to your office." "Can you call me in real life?", "How do I know if you really exist, or if I am imagining things?"

For years, I cried and I held a knife against my wrists and

Oh come on, my alien bug. - military says to a white Reticulan with a big white head
What colors do you see, when you think about General Patton? - military asks me, I think the military in the conversations here today are the Colonel again in that same uniform, but I am not entirely sure
I think about black color. Why? - me
What does he look like to you? - someone, military or Dark Lord or someone
Like a human man with black hair. - me
For me, Toast. - Hamish emphasizes, in my native language, he seemed to say to the military talking there
Do you want to see me then? And, are you aware about how that would even happen? - Dark Lord
I don't care. - me
Yes-No, for me needles. And, yes-no, also for pins and cushions. - Hamish, he means pin cushions
Yes-No!, a cacti. - Hamish
Yes-No, pins. - Hamish
Hamish? Should I take the hedgehog book away? Are you being scared of it? - me
I wanted to not step on them. That is why I was being careful. Yes-No, pins and cushions growl. - Hamish
Hamish, what is happening there? Should I take the book away? - me
For me, potato chips, there are many. - Hamish in my native language
Are you hungry, turtleback? Or do you have food now? "Snacks"? - me, he makes a palate click when I say the word "Snacks"

For years because of the military I was miserable, they took so much away from me, at times I stopped eating, for days I stayed just in bed crying and hiding from the world because Captain Stephens had said that he would rape me, or Andrew had been mean to me for hours, and Cunningham had been tormenting me for hours, it just left me weak and feeling dead. I need to see them, because it heals the past. It heals everything in me. So I am saying that it meant the world to me, seeing the Colonel last morning.

I am red! - Hamish in my native language
I have tried to take crustaceans. - Hamish native language, I now forget if he said langoustines or crustaceans, but same same
I love you, Turtleback. - me
I am Hamish. - Hamish, he also says about his smell but not in words

Also today during the day General Patton talked to me, I was at work working and he gave me mental images depicting himself when he had been a young man I presume in the 1960's. I have seen that from him several times by now already. Him in his 20's, in that military uniform which has a cane with a ball on the end, I don't know what kind of military uniform, let me look at pictures on the internet, it is black with white vertical stripes and a white and black hat with a hard brim and shiny black shoes. He remembered serving at the Navy ship, that same ship I sometimes see in connection with General Patton. He was talking to me about when he was my age and back then. Ok I was going to search after images of the uniform I see him wearing but looking at pictures of US military uniforms makes me feel nauseous so I'd rather not. Bye, I've got to go do other things. Like cook some spaghetti and talk to my Turtle about his feet.


A Moment of Hamish

March 7 2017, 4:02 AM - After work I had a cup of tea and pretty much fell asleep on the bed. Well it was already midnight by that time. Still jetlagged after the USA trip, and perhaps also in some small part because I had left my computer running with an electronic music channel on, had fallen asleep in my clothes, and the lights and heating were on in the whole apartment, I woke up again, only a few minutes before 4 AM. After some minute of lying in bed, I hopped out of bed and went to pee.

As soon as I reached the toilet room I felt that I had run into Hamish and that I had caught him a bit by surprise, I felt he would have been on the toilet room ruggy and I had entered into his space, more just like that I had caught him a bit by surprise. So I sat there and peed, I had the door open cause I am home alone at the moment (except for ALIENS!!!).

While still peeing I see a mental image of a beautiful red dragon smiling with his lower eyelids raised up and upper eyelids lowered diagonally so that the eyes are still partly open. "Good Morning", Hamish tells me while he is smiling at me with his eyes such a beautiful big and warm smile!

He said it so nicely and with such a smile and also how I felt him in a way that he was surprised and happy to see me and maybe he was feeling a bit awkward almost like I had ran into him doing something. Still peeing, I am so delighted to hear him say this and so happy, "Good Morning Hamish!" (Right now, he purr-growled! Which means he is saying that he loves something, probably loving me and this whole conversation we had, just like I am loving this conversation we had too! Another growl-purr so sweet and nice!)

And when I said "Good Morning Hamish!" (He now says, "I was not surprised to see you." Me now: "Hamish were you happy to see me?". He says, "I was with my eggs. My forks." with a mental image of one of the dessert forks from the kitchen, either claiming things to be snug and powerful, or referencing to food that the eggs are food or even that the eggs bring him food since he gets paid with food for guarding them. "None of them fell down, Tiik! I was watching about that.", he says now about the eggs and the toilet.) So when I had said "Good Morning Hamish!", he got real excited and he said "Tiiik!" and he almost did like when dogs get happy and they run around in a circle, his whole body got so happy and he fidgeted around like he was happy and about to twirl around! And that made me even happier!

He then said that none of the eggs had fallen and he was happy about that. So he was so happy and excited and that made me happy and excited and it was just such a wonderful moment with Hamish! And then he looked at me with a big and happy smile with his eyes and he was just wonderful!

Ok so he had been watching me pee and he was happy that none of the eggs fell out. His job includes staring at my pelvic area to see if he can see any white hybrid embryos falling out like a miscarriage out of me. I honestly don't know if any might fall out because I have never experienced a time that I remember where the aliens would have seen that one such thing suddenly fell out of me. But none fell out at the time of my peeing and Hamish was happy about that it seems! Or that he was just being unusually cute-er! I love having this dragon I can't even tell you.

I was langoustines and shrimp. That is why I have my turtle back. About my back, I said, sshhh. - Hamish
You have a proud back, Hamish. I am proud of your back. It was a significant back. - me
Yes, and we used to live in water. And there we ate the pearls. We ate pearls in the sea. Little fidgets, and nuggets. We ate seafood. And now we do not. And, Tiiik! - Hamish, the Tiik he again seems to get really excited and he turns around a bit
We don't want trouble with him, ey! Hello, my Grumpy Cat. - General Patton, first to me, then the "ey" yells it at Hamish as if to break up Hamish's behavior, then to me about grumpy cat
I am not grumpy. I am having one of my best moments with Hamish right now. - me
I was the very advanced race, not. - Hamish, then some kind of cluck cluck cluck sound
But at least I have got my back. - Hamish adds to that
Hamish... you are the most beautiful and wonderful amazing darling species and race that I have ever seen. - me
I do not like those. They were not my potatoes. - Hamish with image of the crates of yellow onions at my vegetable warehouse job, "potatoes" in my native language
Do you know why I am here? Why I was made to watch you? And why I turn around. I was so happy to see you, at first. And then I was sure, you hadn't eaten had any honey. So I was watching that. About our puzzle pieces, they said, Dab Dab. - Hamish, the last part about puzzle pieces he is quoting what Reticulans have said about there being their Reticulan genetics and "puzzle pieces" in the eggs
I didn't want you to write down, pen. - Hamish, with "pen" in native language and a mental image of the white pen I use but am not using now since I am typing on the computer now directly into here
Eggs for me. - Hamish in my native language
For me manure was there. - Hamish in my native language, he thinks of having a poo pattie on the toilet room floor right next to the toilet brush (as I have told you before that he wants to do here because he thinks it makes sense because it is next to the toilet brush!)
I was going next to the toilet. So I was proud of that fact, Tiik! - Hamish, with Tiik! he again turns around a bit and it displays his back a bit
Oh well, I was at least proud of it. - Hamish about his poo on the toilet room floor, he stands now by the way again in the toilet room
That is alright, dragon. - me, he looks at me now with his eyes smiling so happy at me!
That is because I was proud, Tik! - Hamish about what I wrote about his eyes being so happy and smiling at me, and here a Tik which means a click sound and means Yes
I almost forgot how good it was to be here. - Hamish smiling with eyes
Tell me Hamish, why is it so good to be here? Why are you ever so happy right now, darling? - me
For me, girls. - Hamish or a Dark Lord about hybrid girls about the age of 9, white skin with yellow hair
Hamish, I love you. I am going to bed now to sleep, but I love you still and always. And I am happy that you are proud, I am proud of you too. - me
That man, doesn't like us here. He said Yes-No! About the that ambulance that doesn't come! - Hamish, first a mental image of the Navy ship that I sometimes see in connection with General Patton, and "No" in the Yes-No was in my third language, and ambulance refers of course to a UFO that would abduct me to the abduction place with Zetas
I cannot even imagine what you would do, if you would see them. - General Patton? Was like a Dark Lord with with partial skin like a white-skinned Caucasian human, either a Dark Lord morphing shapeshifting and playing games, or a Dark Lord boss conveying a communication from a human "cooperative"
I would like to see them. - me
About those onions I said! - Hamish or Dark Lord, so either Hamish said and a Dark Lord listened or the Dark Lord said, again an image of the yellow onions in crates at my work place
Tik Tik Tik. - Hamish
He was thinking about murdering them. - Dark Lord about Hamish, now again the Dark Lord almost morphs into a human with thin human white skin and brown hair and brown eyes, or that the Dark Lord is simply conveying from a human man somewhere, this man being not Patton since Patton looks different and is darker, Hamish's Tik Tik Tik he thought about one or some of those girl hybrids again that look like about 9-year old humans
My smell, wasn't here, I assure/assured you. - Hamish, I forgot if he said assure or assured but I heard it clearly at the time
Hamish's smell, Tik. I like Hamish's smell. - me
My eggs said. - Hamish answers to that, in my native language
My smell. And, not my papers. - Hamish, with papers he thinks about the toilet paper and the sound it had made as I had crunched it up in my hands while peeing earlier, he is still in the toilet room being up to dragon business, just being a dragon
I love you turtle back. And I am proud of your langoustines-back. - me
Tik Tik Tik, the women like me. The women. - Hamish, while his back is again lighting up with the goosebumps on it glowing yellow

Why is he acting so excited? And all this time, his back has been unusually lit up, almost as if it was somehow activated, he has been twirling around part way showing his back in a way that I have not seen him do before, and he has done it so many times already now. His back looks lit up with the fire engine red color, it looks a bit paler red than usual but most importantly the zit bumps on the back hump appear almost lit up or illuminated, glowing almost, in a yellow color, it makes his whole back hump almost lit up, it has got something to do with him being excited. This is not his usual "look at my back" or "displaying of back" thing! This is something different, that comes with an excitement.

For me, crustaceans, are there? My back hump. - Hamish talks in my native language, he also thought about the thin tubing down my nose which I presume is about to happen if the aliens are going to be taking me up and away?

I can just say that I do not fully

And you forgot to honor! And, drink milk, Tiik! - Hamish, this Tiik was almost a Tik so it was probably just a Tik, because it was said like a Tik like a "Yes!" assertive almost a bit and not at all the excited Tiik shrill!
I have been given steak. Manure for me. - Hamish in my native language
And, Tik Tik Tik, cluck cluck cluck! - Hamish with eyes closing in a smile now and looking all content and snug
Manure for me. - Hamish slumps together a bit happy and snug and eyes smiling and thinking about his poo patty on the toilet floor and he sits there in the toilet room
Cluck cluck cluck. - Hamish in the toilet room
Eggs for me. - Hamish eyes smiling
Cluck cluck, Tok Tok Tok. - Hamish fidgeting around again turning his big body around that can barely just fit in the toilet room so that he can sweep his eyes across the poo patty there to see it there again on the floor then continuing the twirl around so that he can get snug on the rug again there

The Steak he said earlier just now he thought of the 9-year old looking hybrid girl. So here is what has happened, I finally see that now. He is happy because he has been promised that 9-year old hybrid girl to eat, and he has either already eaten it and that is the poo he had after that meal, or that he has just had a poo and he is thinking of a future meal that he has been promised. The cluck is a cluck sound he makes. Overall he just seems really pleased, and also a bit stirred up and slightly almost we could say it is a kind of agitated, that he is worked up riled up a bit and after some time he will settle down again. It is almost a bit of a sensory overload, although he is happy during it, because of a lot of things happening, the meal that he either had or will have, and the poo. And then I had simply got up at night and ran into his space the toilet room and he had been guarding the eggs and watching if any fetuses might fall out which they didn't and I am just experiencing a moment of Hamish.

(For a feel of how fast I have to type to keep up with conversations, thoughts, and happenings all while they are happening, I finished typing this entire entry at 4:45 AM. If you can count up the number of key strokes and divide it up with the number of seconds you can get an average of key strokes per second and you should see that I am typing really fast and you get a feel for how quickly the events are taking place and how fast one has to type to keep up with it. HOWEVER IF you do decide to check the characters per second you HAVE TO fetch the HTML code because I write FAR more than seen here, there are so many HTML tag codes written too all finished while I am typing the text, so I don't come in and add any of them afterwards.)


Sure enough, ...

March 7 2017, 11:22 PM - Last night I was awake again into the night. After just having written A Door Opening - Pre-Abduction Alien Interaction, I was forcing myself to question whether the alien contact and abduction experience is even real at all. So it became 3 AM and I was telling myself, that as long as I do not expect to hear or see any aliens then they won't come, I was telling myself that as long as I adopt a mindset that they do not exist, then they will not appear. It was 3 AM and I was not hearing or seeing any aliens and I told myself that well, phew, there it is, no aliens. I turned the lights off and lay my head down on the pillow. All of a sudden, into my head as if sent from outside, the image of a red cross, like here, a red cross of the same dimensions as in this image linked to but within a clearly defined white square. I looked at the clock, it was 4:05 AM. The magical abduction hour had arrived, and the Zetas were right on clock.

I sensed from them that the red cross meant their hospital. In the interaction I had with the Zetas that followed, some talking and mental images, but I do not remember being taken away anywhere, the aliens showed me a mental image depicting an adult hybrid one of the so-called Illuminati hybrids or IMs for short. This one was naked but wearing white briefs underwear, he was standing there in the alien place. The aliens said that they wanted to find out if he could ejaculate. I asked the man if he ever had already done that before, he answered me with "I don't know." He told me that he was not "happy" being there in that room that he had been taken to, he said that he wanted to go away from there. Instead of being there, he would have rather wanted to eat some sweets namely pancakes and he knew about the pancakes I used to make. IMs are real sweet tooths. I don't recall having been "mated" with the IM, nor was I shown his genitals that I remember of. IM genitals are actually not offensive, they are really pretty, white like the skin on their body, no pubic hair, and they are not circumcised.

Other things said by Zetas were that the Zetas showed me mental images depicting white roots of a plant, they said that they want to take their, Zetan, roots, and what they meant was to put that into my eggs. I did not write down the words of what they said, but I will have to start taking exact notes of the conversations to document this.

Zetas showed me an image of a black cat with a white face, a cartoon cat, and they told me that they show cat cartoons to the children there so that the children will be cheerful. They asked me if I liked to see cat cartoons, I said I would rather see Hamish or Alpha Remulans. Zetas also showed me an image of the Mickey Mouse Disney World ears hat and they expected me to get happy. This is all I remember.

When the Zetas had arrived, Hamish was very chatty. He talked about his race and about what he looks like. He went to sit down on the sofa in the other room and he got all relaxed and had his legs stretched out forward and his ankles crossed, like how he usually sits. He loves sofas. In the morning when I woke up, Hamish was very talkative again. He showed me a mental image of a koala bear and he asked me if those exist, I told him that yes they do. I told Hamish that koalas live in Australia and that the Zetas could take him there to look at them. I learned from him that his interest in koalas is because of the claws on koalas and he thinks that they might be dangerous creatures.

Hamish told me that when he was "16 years old" he had had an uncomfortable experience with someone who had a needle and that ever since then he is afraid of needles, which he explained is why he is worried about hedgehogs and koala bears. Hamish wants a bucket, he showed me a mental image of a bucket and that he would kick the bucket with his duck foot in the image and he told me that he wants one. I asked him what color, he said blue. I will see to get one to my room for him. This isn't the first time that he asks me for a bucket to have. (I suspect that he would collect some of his shedded scales into it.) He was more chatty than usual, and of course I listened to him. I take the time to listen to my Dragon, and I also thanked him for sharing his thoughts with me.


The magical abduction hour approaches

March 5-6 2017, 3:20 AM -

It starts to write! - Reticulan in third language
We hope you have nothing against our operations. - Reticulan, English
It starts to write! - Reticulan in third language

As soon as it approached 3 AM the Reticulans were talking, one of the things I remember them saying was they asked me if I knew about Ufology. I assured them that we could meet and establish friendship, they seem nervous about letting me see them. They also said that their skin is sensitive that I must not touch it, I assured them that I would not touch them. They saw me coming on this website to write and they were telling each other that I am starting to write. Calling me an "it" when they speak to each other, ahum. It is now 3:22 AM and the "magical abduction hour" is in half an hour. Of course I am not going to sleep when I am this close! Magical... I mean alien things, might happen here very soon. If I am to make proper acquaintance with the Greys and have any hopes of staying awake for abduction, then I best make sure I am awake to bother them so inconveniently at the time they had calculated that I would be asleep! Then starts the bitching and whining of asking them to please, please let me stay awake for abductions. Please. Wouldn't it be grand, just grand, if I could go with them, even though they tell me I will get dizzy and vomit over there, just to see them so close, to get to experience a marvellous alien abduction, even if it means they will be taking a fecal sample, collecting some eggs, perhaps pulling out some alien embryos out of my womb, putting that tube down my nose to collect some vomit. Nice things like that. But they are aliens. AND I WANT TO MEET THEM! I will stay awake and see what happens. And nag at them.

I will bite you, I said. - Hamish as soon as I said that I would nag at them
I will not nag at my Hamish. I never nag at Hamish. Hamish is my best friend, therefore. I just nag at Zetas, because I want to meet them. - me
They are really taking your eggs out here! - Hamish, sincere, not angry
I want to meet them. That is my great big wish right now. To see the Reticulans. - me
You don't have the right brain. Otherwise we would have done that. - Zeta Reticulan, "brain" in my native language


Spiderman interests Hamish, Hamish eats fish bits in Japan, Hamish thinks about Cactuses and Hedgehogs, Mantid would eat vegetables!

March 5 2017, 8:23 PM - Before I even saw Hamish my red Dragon, he was sending me vivid images of the Spiderman character into my mind, he was showing it to me for a while, after which he talked to me something about it. I told Hamish again, that these don't exist, that it is only a fictional character. But Hamish said, that he has seen films with them, they were real. I told him that in the movies, humans dress up as the character. I told him that humans do that because they are telling an interesting story to others about such a fictional character. This is not the first time that dragon talks to me about the Spiderman character. He finds it endlessly mesmerizing, because it looks a lot like a red Reptilian like he is. I remember the first time ever that I encountered his fascination with Spiderman. A newspaper was laying on the coffee table in my living room in college, and a large picture of Spiderman was on the page. I had noticed Hamish staring at the picture with unusual interest. About ever since then, every once in a while he shows me a mental image of Spiderman and he asks me if those exist, and I tell him, that no they do not exist. Picture of Spiderman

Last night Hamish was visiting Japan. He told me that he had been given fish snacks to eat. I asked him to show me a mental image of the snacks he was eating, but as always, he feels protective and uncomfortable about sharing food or even about sharing an image of food, he doesn't want anyone near his snacks, so he did not show me an image of his fish snacks. I expect it of course to have been fish entrails which he eats. Hamish was very fond of the meal and very happy and snug over there, he was in a cheerful mood about the snacks! After some while he thought about his latrine that he must have just recently dropped, it was more of a yellow color and not so much milk-chocolate brown as his other poo is, also this slightly yellow poo is visibly oily and therefore more runny, the oil it contains also makes it sticky and messier. Dragon has earlier complained about how when he eats fish bits it makes his poo sticky and runny, that is why he normally declines to eat fish bits and prefers the liver snacks which are from larger organisms and make for less messy and less runny poo. But this time he was quite pleased about eating his fish snacks! Humans(?) in Komi Saki Japan are feeding Reptilians with fish entrails from the fishing industry. I like it when Hamish visits Japan. He has a whole other life there that he often shares with me in images while he is there. I love Hamish more than anything.

I won't bite you she said. And, about my Snacks, Tiiik! - Hamish

He means that since I said something nice about him, that I love him more than anything, that I was not being angry at him and not saying that I would bite him. And he knows that I was thinking about his fish snacks. The Tiiik! seems to mean that he is pleased, because he seems so cheerful and excited when he says Tiiik! Now he thinks about the owls that build hollows inside cactuses and sit there, he wonders about it. He is scared of needles and cactuses and it bothers him a lot that some owls are building nests there and sitting in it.

Last night he showed me mental images of hedgehogs, he is still very fond of hedgehogs it is because of their spiky backs. I told him that he still has his hedgehog book here if he wants me to take it out for him to look at the pictures, he did not answer to that so I left it on the shelves. I promised him that we could watch hedgehog videos today so that he can see real ones and how they live and move, I might ask him again if he wants to. Hamish wants me to clear out the space underneath the table in my room so that he can use it as his "tablehole", to go and camp out there like a dragon in a cave.

Yesterday when I was going to work in the morning he was making constant clucking sounds, or smack sounds with his palate or throat, a new kind of sound I do not recall having encountered before. I didn't know what it meant, also, when Hamish is making repeated sounds then it is almost as if he is getting my attention and that it is something more important, so I was a bit alarmed and wanting to know what it was about, but he didn't say. I have a new job at a large vegetable wholesale and Hamish has been there with me two days now and he tells me that he enjoys being there. He gets to watch his eggs-woman pack vegetables in a box. There was also a shipment of regular yellow onions (which I have not processed yet and maybe also won't) and he was not too pleased about the onions, I assured him that I would not be cutting into the onions. A green extraterrestrial Mantid alien has been very pleased to see the tons of vegetables at my new job, it tells me that it would gladly eat them!

A few minutes later I see a mental image of Hamish, he is somewhere where it is dark, but I can make out his dark figure with a proportionally small head and his yellow eyes in the dark. He looks like a reptile, or a dragon, his skin is scaly. He tells me about my new workplace, that he likes it since it is easy for him to watch me there, that he can see me there, and in his thoughts, he remembered having stood there in the vegetables warehouse and watching me from behind and afar, he had kept his eyes where do you think? Just guess where does dragon look at me when he does his job of watching me? His eyes are on my pelvic area, and he is constantly watching to see if any white alien embryos would be falling out from my vagina if he could spot any falling out from me as a miscarriage. He then told me, that he is the "eggs guard" or "guard of eggs" however you translate it from my native language.

Have you heard about the Annunaki? That was us, we were there, visiting. - raptor
We wanted you to know that! We were happy about it! - Alpha Reticulan I think, adds to that

That there was suddenly a tiny raptor, like an old-Earth dinosaur, it was yellow in color with some beige or green in the coloration, it has a v-shaped snout with many small teeth both in upper and lower jaw, two short arms facing forward and two bent legs and a long tail that does not rest against the ground but is held up. It was small like the size of a medium-sized dog or smaller. It spoke to me telepathically.

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