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(NL) means that something telepathic was said in my native language.
Zetas mutilated cows, and December 31 2017, 1:36 PM - I think it was the night before last night when I had horrible vivid dreams that night about mutilated cows. The cows were walking along the paths made for them when they are brought either to a slaughter or to an auction but two of the cows were horribly mutilated but still walking... normally they would not have been able to walk in that condition but the Zetas must have been showing me a compilation image. And it was totally weird how rectangular sections of their body had been very precisely cut out to show the underlying tissues and structures. One had a section from the side of its body removed, the other had the side or top half of its head removed. The type of mutilation was very strange and is not something that a human would do.
We are doing botany. That is what it is. And we are very sorry that it also looks weird. We are sorry about that now. We are not letting the cows get mutilated ever again. - a Reticulan type of alien tells me
The section cut out from the cow's body had perfectly sharp outlines with utmost precision, a human would never bother to make such a clean cut. Also the things that had been removed from inside the area was very strange, the selection and choice of what tissues to take out from that space was weird. It was utterly bizarre. The precision and expertise, combined with the bizarre weirdness of what was done, made it seem very alien and not human. And I also felt so nauseated and so sorry for the cows that I swore (yet again) to never eat
We eat our liver, snacks. And our Toast. We are hungry now. And we wanted to eat therefore. Do you have liver snacks and lunches for us? Well, do you? We wanted to eat them now. - Hamish
Wait, my dragon is hungry:
LASARUS! Hamish needs to eat! Can you give him some liver snacks, he wants to eat something! - me
So I swore to never eat animals again. I was terribly upset from what I had seen. There was some conversation with the Zetas that night before and/or after I had been asleep and seen those images of the cows. The Zetas told me that they had been given permission by the United States military to use cows. Later the United States military had given the Zetas permission to use, among other humans, me. I objected to that, I said the United States has no authority to permit them to use people who are citizens of other countries! What rights do they think they have to tell the aliens to do things to citizens of other nations? I would understand it better if it were the military of my country. I said a few words to the Zetas about the United States, I said they are fat unhealthy people who pollute the world and don't recycle their trash and they are terrorists who stole the country from the natives and had black people as slaves and continue to do war with other countries and now they think they can also decide over people of other countries like that. I am not impressed.
The military had told to Zetas that those cows are anyway going to slaughter and so it should be ok to do those things to the cows. Also, after I woke up that night from seeing the cow images, there was an Agent, a Caucasian human man with black hair and wearing a black business suit with tie, who came to check on how I was feeling, he asked me an interesting question which he says he asks to find out how a person is feeling, kind of like the psychology test where you say what an image makes you think of, but a question in words, the question itself seems out of place and unexpected, but the answer that a person gives reveals a lot about how they actually are feeling. He was here to check if I was ok, I assured him that I was fine. I was not traumatized from any Zeta contact. "My Buttercups.", Hamish says now, perhaps to let me feel safe because I wrote about being traumatized, even though I wrote that I am not traumatized.
The Zetas continue to show me images of Mickey Mouse which they have next to the actual image of the Zetas, they think that way I won't be scared to see them, it is their gradual introduction to letting me see the Zetas. I also got an experience where I could smell the urine ammonia smell of a Zeta, the Zetas reek strongly of something that smells very similar to urine. They also show me images of the Kermit puppet and of real green frogs so that I wouldn't be afraid of the Dinosaurs.
Here is a note from Friday, December 15, Hamish had said this to a military officer and I wrote it down: "We are not exactly making pancakes out of the eggs." I think he said this to a military of my country of origin, I may have written it there before.
2:05 PM. I see Hamish, I tell him Tok, and he says:
For me they have given a sandwich. It was for me a bun. - Hamish (NL), or actually, the word probably translates into Toast, you know how he loves to use the word Toast for food!
Last night Hamish was in the medical room where the Zetas were and where they would bring me to but which I don't get to remember, but sometimes at nights when I go to bed I can see that place and the aliens and often also Hamish there, and I feel like the only thing missing is for me to open my eyes and be there. Anyhow, Hamish was telling me from there that he was trying real hard to not get angry and attack the Zetas. He was really working hard at it to be on good behavior, suppressing his impulses of going on a raging rampage and biting into the Zetas, but he was keeping calm and sort of counting to three and keeping composure. He is such a good dragon.
The other day Hamish talked about how he has eaten some of those white fat grubs that are otherwise food for Dinosaurs. I asked him how they taste and if they are any good, I forget what he said, I think he said they are hard meaning not soft. At least he gave them a try. How cute.
Anunnaki Reptilian, Carlisle, camera, Hamish, and such
December 28 2017, 10:21 PM - Yesterday and today I was given a mental image of a brown Reptilian and it said it was one of the Anunnaki. Today he told me that his kind have had wars because they want to be kings, he said that they have advanced weapons and that they have been defeated. I told him for them to be careful so that they don't get hurt and that they can consider themselves kings and think highly of themselves without having to do wars with others. I am sure that I also told him that he was cute.
Hamish wants an armchair. And a blue bucket. I need to go shopping for him. I saw a stuffed koala bear among stuffed animals being sold close to where I work, so tomorrow if the vendor is still there I will get one for Hamish. Hamish talked about some rocks today but I didn't understand what he was trying to tell me, I asked Lasarus to find out for me what he is trying to say but I received no help. Hamish was thinking of a place with many round or oval smooth rocks about the size of fitting nicely into the palm of a human hand or slightly larger, he thought about standing there on those rocks but he was telling me that the triangle (their organization) had taken those away, so I did not understand what dragon pooch was wanting to tell me. I asked him if he has some, or if he wants some, if I should take them away or if I should give him some, but I don't understand.
Carlisle talked to me telepathically today while I was at work. I asked him to please talk to me later once I am at home from work, but he has not reappeared once I got back home. He talked about how he would like to teach me how to ice skate in Central Park in New York, he said that is what fathers do with their daughters. He also regretted that he never got to read books to me when I was little. I told him that I would love for him to read books to me, that I love being read to, that he can still do that. I didn't say anything about learning to ice skate because I am not too sure about that part. He talked about how he regretted not getting to hold me when I was a baby, and he talked about himself as my father and about my mother who seemed to mean Doctor Bryant (or Susan Langdon). I asked him to tell me honestly if he really is my father, I also said that I want to meet him and that I would take time off from work to go see him, or that he could come here. It seems this has been going on for all of my life, but is a story they - or he - is only now starting to let me know about.
He talked about how he wanted to get a beach house, so the house that he has in Orange County was almost what he had wanted but not exactly it. He talked about how he likes to go golfing, I asked him if he is good at it and I said make sure that you do not cheat because no one else is checking your score except for yourself. He really thinks he is my father, but the trick is, I have known him or known of him for 20 years now and he has always talked about "If I were your father...", "I have a daughter just like you...", "You remind me of my daughter...", and then he would cry and wipe the tears from behind his glasses. I used to think he was nuts for behaving that way, but now I understand why he behaved that way, and it is because he always believed that he was my father. [Added same day: And he told me not to call him Carlisle, to call him Langdon, and he also said that he is not an "Assistant" anymore. And when I asked him where he is living, he said that they have been stationed at Staten Island.]
I was awake in the night, I didn't check what time it was but it could have been around 3 AM and 4 AM
We used to come into those fields at night, with lights, do you remember that fact? - Reticulan with mental image of the vast open empty fields surrounding the house of my ex boyfriend from about 10 years ago in the United States, he and I used to see moving orange sphere lights that moved slowly in circles or that appeared above our garden for us to see them, I remember now, and am now more intrigued than ever to get a good camera to start filming the UFOs that I see!
I was awake last night at about 3 AM or 4 AM but I didn't get to experience an alien abduction. I do not know why I was lying awake all of a sudden, but during that time I was given a mental image of a girl who I know is my alien hybrid daughter part human and part alien, she looked as if she has Down's Syndrome but I didn't talk about that diagnose I wanted to be nice so I didn't want to ask. I seem to recall that the girl talked to me about some toys or games or activities that she likes to do, but I forget.
I've asked around with people who have the hobby of amateur filming things in the sky and I might be getting the Nikon P900 camera for my UFO watching. Not sure if it is the best, because it has some problems that it lacks manual exposure setting and does not seem to be the best for fast moving objects, but I am not an expert and it seems to be a good enough choice at least better than nothing and better than most other options.
If I could see you one day in real life
Tok Tok Tok my family. And, about my back. Do you want to film it? Tok Tok Tok. - Hamish
If I saw you in real life, and we were in the same space, if there was nothing but for some air in the distance between us, and no frustrating veils of hidden other dimensions, if you were as clear as day, and I was right in front of you, then my world would be complete.
Oh, do not flatter him too much! - Pleiadian woman probably of the kind that I drew that is the silver colored or blue skin (because of what I am writing about Hamish)
Damn, I forgot my train of thought. You are humble, but the reflection of yourself that you see on the water's surface or in the mirror, I carry in myself, I always see you in my heart.
We are no longer called the rhynchus you said. What would you call me, about my back? - Hamish says after first looking at me for a while
See an earlier conversation below about the rhynchus.
Aliens. And Amateurs.
December 27 2017, 9:12 PM - The purple-blue alien with large black eyes that look like cat eyes made out of shiny stone or jewels wants me to say that his people like "fractal numbers" and "sacred geometry" and that this mathematics is used by them in their science and technology. He said that humans have wanted them to say something about their mathematics.
The Reticulan whose mouth gapes wide open let me see itself in a mental image again. I asked him what is inside his mouth and if he breathes through his mouth but it was not a conversation he was going to have so he didn't say. When I mentioned the nuclear power accident to them they said it was a nuclear war. I said oh how horrible that is dangerous. A Reticulan showed me a mental image depicting an old fashioned style Mickey Mouse doll, I told him at first that I do not need to be shown that, that I am not a child and I am not afraid to see Reticulans, but then I tried with telling them thank you for showing it to me, whatever method works to let me meet with them. The Reticulans said they can put me to sleep in an instant, they say they will come here when I am sound asleep at night. I said wake me up when you get here, then I said I would stay awake until they get here, they said they do not want to worry me because I have been worried there with them before, I said I would not be worried it would be great to meet with them, they said they would put a tubing down my nose, I said let me be awake up until that point and then put me to sleep. I am bargaining hard here, I really want to meet with my aliens THAT WOULD BE GREAT.
Please do not eat any more cookies, or cakes, or coffee cakes. Then we might see you. - Dark Lord
He says that because when I eat refined sugar it makes it harder for them to get me pregnant since it lowers my fertility significantly at least in the methods that they are using.
We are called the ***hynchus. - Hamish says
Hamish said to me a long word there, he meant that some humans have given such a Latin name for his species, it starts with S and is about five or six letters or so before the name ends with hynchus. See here http://www.thefreedictionary.com/words-containing-hynchus. Interesting, picking among the many current species that were named ending with hynchus, we find Rhamphorhynchus a pterodactyl dinosaur, Cephalorhynchus the small Commerson's dolphin which lives still today, Oncorhynchus a species of salmon. A great variety of animals have Latin names ending with hynchus. I cannot find out what hynchus means, however it seems that the word to look for is rhynchus (as found also on all of the examples ending with hynchus they actually end with rhynchus). I find out that rhynchus is Greek and means beak or snout. Did someone name Hamish's species in reference to his nozzle? WHY NOT WITH REFERENCE TO HIS VERY PROMINENT HUMP BACK! - a mistake has been made! I must rename him properly at once... what is Greek or Latin for "proud hump back head buttons goosebumps on arms and flat duck feet". Amateurs.
Earlier when I saw Hamish I just said to him one word: "Toast". That made him respond by doing a palate click. I then said "Toast" again, and he did a palate click.
Let's bother the Zetas until they let me meet with them:
Zetas? - me
Guess who I see in a mental image. Doctor Officer Bryant. With her dark brown frizzy perm hair and wearing that short blue lab coat with her clothes.
Hello Doctor Bryant. - me
I totally forgot to think about it. Doctor Bryant is supposedly my biological mother.
Can I meet with Hamish if I come there? - me
Wait a minute, if Doctor Bryant's real last name is Langdon like it is on Carlisle and those two were married then this is all starting to make a lot more sense!
Yes, my real name is Langdon. And pretty well very nice to meet you! - Doctor Bryant
Susan Langdon! The two daughters (who are supposedly clones of me) who were raised by Carlisle (who says his real name is Langdon) and Doctor Bryant (Susan Langdon!) were named Susan and Wiley! Would the mother's name be Susan and one of the daughters be named Susan? I know that a lot of boys are named after their fathers but are daughters named after their mothers? I cannot find this Susan Langdon on the internet. Is this really supposed to be her real name? And is Langdon a last name for Carlisle then or a first name?
(I forget, I said that I want to meet or see Hamish)
Aha, I know why he stepped a foot forward. Hamish does that when he is showing that he is asserting himself, showing that he takes charge and leadership, then he can step one foot down forward. Once recently when I put a foot forward he asked me if I was asserting myself (asked me in my third language) and I said no I was not doing that.
You want me to stop eating sugar. I will do that if I meet with you so that I know that you are real. - me
Phew! There is the sudden strong and clear smell like of urine! It is the smell of a Reticulan. It reaks of ammonia. How wonderful to smell it, it means we are somehow close even though we are in two different places. The Zeta says something about mathematics, they love their mathematics.
We are in other sail, starships. - Zeta or other Reticulan
The head of the Zeta pops up like a balloon in front of me. I see it as if I were already on the medical table. My body is here in my bed, but I was able to see it as if I were there too, my body not there but there as if seeing from there as well as seeing from here too and there was the smell from its body, it smells of a chemical.
I am Lasarus. - Lasarus the Zeta!
I need to go to bed but I will hope to continue this conversation and I really hope to be able to nag myself into getting to meet with them. Nagging has always worked before for close contact with aliens (they give in!).
Baby Turtle and talk with aliens about food
December 27 2017, 7:15 PM - Hamish told me last night when I went to bed, about the little mustard yellow Dragon Turtle baby that he had brought into my room, that it was a Christmas present from him to me. I thanked Hamish for that. He had seen me browsing the stuffed animals at the airport and he had known that I had considered buying for him one as a Christmas present, so he meant that he needed none since he had little cute things like this baby. He told me that this little one had made its way out from its egg all on its own without any help, and that this little one was different from the other little ones in the batch because this one was more of a loner and that is why he had chosen this one to be taken to come and see me. Today Hamish told me that this little one did not call for its mother (and Hamish thought about the sound that it would have made had it called for its mother) and so that is why it had been ok to bring this one to me.
I thought about the UFOs I used to see in my teens. Thinking about the UFOs connected me mentally to an alien which spoke to me telepathically. It was some type of blue colored bald headed alien, it told me that it eats "hydrogen" and that it "does not eat hydrogen-nitrogen chemical compounds", meaning molecules of nitrogen connected to hydrogen. It said that it inhales the hydrogen and that it also does not contain any water (must mean water H2O) and it does not contain any carbon or eat any carbon. I talked to him about how humans eat plant foods and animal food products and we drink water, I talked to him about how it is to live as a human and that I have found out that a human body benefits best from eating raw plant based foods that are not heated or cooked or processed and how humans enjoy foods that are unhealthy to it and which cause a lot of health problems then. Then Hamish said a sentence such as "I enjoy the taste of liver" or something similar to that. He was such a cute Turtle for telling us that (as if we do not already know).
Hamish brings a little yellow Dragon Turtle Hatch-It into my room
December 26 2017, 10:35 PM - I stepped into a second hot shower for this evening just to get warm, the apartment has not finished heating up yet after I had the heating turned off for the holidays so it is chilly. I then see, in the other dimension, the most unexpected little thing. A little yellow baby Dragon Turtle walks into the shower room and Hamish is standing by the door to the shower room. It is almost too much to believe, but I see it again. Hamish has brought one yellow baby Dragon Turtle into my shower room to visit me! It is a tiny little thing, perhaps the size of a tiny kitten or slightly smaller. The back hump is proportionally larger than it is on an adult, kind of like how human babies have proportionally oversized heads (hm, humans are born with large heads because the head is where we have our large brains that are important to our species, and to Dragon Turtles the back hump seems to be important so they are born already with a back hump that is proportionally larger than it will be later in life). It had that nice matt mustard yellow color and apart from the hump being bigger proportionally than on an adult, it looks like a miniature adult Dragon Turtle.
I started talking baby talk to it, "Hello little baby! My little sweetheart!", and things like that. Hamish told me to be careful that it would try to bite my toes if I put my feet on the floor but at the time I was safely in the shower with the shower doors closed and with a bit of a raised edge to the shower. The baby slowly walked into the corner of the floor where the washing machine is and it stayed there with its head facing into the corner, so this was not the case of some brave little munchkin that would have explored or looked around, rather it found the closest corner in the room it was in and was there so that its head and face were facing into the corner. However, I did not feel fear from it. Instead the little baby felt sleepy and in a happy and good mood. I did not feel aggression from it. Overall Dragon Turtles do not feel aggressive, unless they choose to be in that kind of a mood they are usually very mellow and gentle creatures. I told the little one that it has the right smell, because I remember Hamish has said about the little ones that they have the right smell, even though I could not smell the baby at all.
I asked Hamish if it was his baby, he told me that his babies had been taken away but that he had taken this one back! So it seems that Hamish has stolen back this one baby, and I am glad that he did, Hamish should be allowed to spend time with the little ones!
It has now found the nest. And it has laid a droppings there. - Hamish about the baby
The little mustard yellow baby has now laid itself right in the center of Hamish's ruggy snug here in the room and it has its arms folded in front of it and it looks snug and happy. After Hamish told me "It has now found the nest", Hamish then did a beautiful palate click type of sound to it and the little one did the same click back to Hamish, then Hamish told me about the droppings, with the mental image that the little one has a tiny little brown smudge there on the rug.
Earlier when the little one was in the corner of the shower room, Hamish told me that it was looking for garbage or trash or how he said it in one of the other languages and he meant that the little one was looking for pieces of shedded scales, and I learned that the shedded scales of adults do indeed have a scent which the little ones go to, and so yes indeed Dragon Turtles build nests out of their shedded scales. All these years Hamish has been building a nest with his scales, just like I have suspected that it was. Hamish now places his hand against my chest.
Yes, Hamish? Thank you for showing me the little Hatch-It. It was a beautiful baby. - me
Earlier while I was in the shower I talked to Hamish about the little one and I called it a "Hatch-It" because that is what Hamish calls the little hatched babies. I fetched some water from the kitchen for myself to drink after the shower earlier and during that time I heard Hamish tell the little one "I am dominant". Remember the earlier cases when I have seen Hamish interacting with little Dragon Turtles, he then also tells them that he is dominant.
When I got out of the shower the little one did not charge after my toes at all, nor did it seem to be afraid of me. I felt that it was feeling very sleepy in a comfy way, so it is now taking a comfy little nap on Hamish's ruggy snug nest. This is the second time that Hamish has brought Hatch-Its to see me in the other dimension. The first time was several red ones and he had lifted them up on the bed so that they were crawling in my lap and in my arms.
Tuk Tuk. - Hamish says, and now I see that he seemed to say this to the little one, it means "I am your friend" but he said it as the words, it also has corresponding click sounds but I did not hear it as the clicks this time
I feel that the baby is a female, I can read it from its thoughts and mind.
Am I irritating? - Hamish asks the baby in my native language I hear it, I heard it first once and now a second time, Hamish stands in front of the rug in the camel posture and he is calm and he is looking at the baby, irritating or annoying
Interesting, Hamish has lowered his body by bending his knees so that his torso is lower to the ground than normal when he is in the camel posture.
I wanted him to look at me. And, therefore I have given him my Toast! - Hamish about why he is lower
I had felt that the baby is a "she" and here Hamish refers to it as a "he", I don't think my mind would make it up that way to be inconsistent about the gender, so what if there really is a Dragon Turtle and a baby Dragon in the other dimension in my room?
I have said to it, Tuk Tuk. And it didn't come to bite my fingers. Therefore we were better together. - Hamish tells me
I have to go to bed, so sadly I won't be able to take more notes. I have work tomorrow. But I will enjoy watching Hamish interacting with the little baby Dragon Turtle.
"It was a little Hatch-It", I say and I sway my upper back slowly a bit side to side, I then lowered my upper eyelid on the left eye diagonally down a bit by placing my finger there to do that because that means that I am smiling and I directed that to the baby - the baby then responds by growling at me! It made a growl that came all the way from its stomach, almost like a warning hiss like telling me to keep away, like the sound that cats make when a cat is sleeping and a human puts a hand on the cat and the cat growls to say go away without moving or opening its eyes. I have never heard Hamish make this type of growl, nor could I have expected this response from it because Hamish has never responded to me that way in this type of a situation!
There is SO MUCH that I could learn about Dragon Turtles if I had the time to interact with them this evening. I can only hope to have another occasion to interact
She has said that you were like a cat. - Hamish says to baby
The baby responds to what Hamish said to it about being a cat, by lowering its upper eyelids diagonally down in a smile but the overall facial expression was like when humans lower the corners of their mouths, kind of like a "oh no, really?" with some sadness. Seeing that this baby does not seem friendly or social with me reminds me of how Hamish behaved in the beginning six years ago when we first got to know each other, and shows me how much my relationship with Hamish has developed over the years.
They are not just our kids, they are our proud hope, of our proud race. - Hamish
This is one of the most cherished moments of contact with Hamish and aliens, but I have to go to bed because I have work tomorrow. I can only hope to have another occasion to interact with them and to watch them some time later, maybe tomorrow after work. They are both immensely precious.
They have told us that we could come. - Hamish to me about a men in black human
I can hope to be given this wonderful Christmas present later on, because now it is time for bed. Now I see a green Dinosaur. It tells me that it has come here to clean up the pee that the little one left on Hamish's ruggy.
Tok Tok Tok. - Hamish to little one
Christmas with my Red Dragon Turtle Hamish
December 26 2017, 9:01 PM - I've returned home after spending Christmas with my mother and family. I got there late in the evening and went straight to bed. When I woke up the first morning there on the 21st, Hamish was sitting on the living room sofa staring in front of himself. He was quiet and we said nothing to each other. Then after a moment he begins to speak, he said in my native language, translated: "There is a Santa here. I will take it. With a weapon." He means the many little Santa's helper gnome figurines that my mother decorates with for Christmas, they are in flower pots or up on shelves and here and there.
Later that first day I am walking to the store, Hamish starts talking to me about having had sex with some Santas, I am confused about what he is saying at first, but after he talks for a while it then starts to make more sense, he means that these Santas and his race are related because they look the same because they have the same color (red) so he means that there must have been a time in the past when these had sex with each other. In the evening this same day, he suggests for me to wash the Santas down the bathroom sink drain.
On the 22nd Hamish shows me a mental image of one of those red pet crabs that have a shell like a hermit crab. Then he asks me if koalas exist and has a mental image of a koala with emphasis on its claws, I say yes koalas do exist and that they are in a place called Australia.
It was a nice Christmas and according to the things Hamish said now and then he had a wonderful time too. He enjoys being in my mother's home. He also talked a bit about the red Christmas tree ball ornaments, he seems to like those. He also said at one time that he thinks that yellow color is pretty. Today I got a pizza from that same place that Hamish likes to go with me to, as soon as I was headed back home with the box he offered to carry the box (of course there is no feasible way how he could, since he is in another dimension), and while I was walking home with the box I heard at least two wonderful palate click sounds from Hamish. For some reason he becomes really pleased when I fetch a pizza, I still don't know why that is.
I started to tell Hamish my travel plans already last night the night before leaving so that he would be well informed. He needs to know where I am going beforehand or he worries. I told him all the times of day I would be getting up and going where and how. Turns out all the aliens were listening, the Dinosaurs and Reticulans too. I got to see lots of mental images given to me by the Reticulans depicting green frogs, I also got to see a Dinosaur in a mental image. The Dinosaur told me that it had been kept in a cold room where the other Dinosaurs were being kept. Dinosaurs are not treated well there, and I told him that I would try to do something to improve their conditions there.
I had told Hamish not to be on the airplane, I said that sometimes human airplanes crash so it would not be safe for him and that I would guard the eggs in the meantime and the Reticulans should bring him home to where his rug is so that he could wait for me there. Hamish was perhaps not at the airport with me, especially since I saw a green crested Reptilian whom I greeted and informed that I am with Hamish who is the old Draconian race with the prominent back and that I am guarding the eggs for Hamish and I even spread my fingers to him at least in a mental image which is part of the stance that Hamish uses when he is guarding the eggs from another Reptilian intruder. Once I was on the plane, I was dismayed to see that Hamish was there too. I told Hamish to hold on to something once we are descending because he does not have a seatbelt. All seemed to have gone well though. I haven't really seen him around this evening, but I expect things to get back to normal everyday routines with him. He really wants to have a bucket so I need to buy one for him, I don't know what he will use it for but that is not the point.
Reticulans have shown me a mental image today depicting a Reticulan with burns on its body, they said it was after the nuclear power accident many of them had been burned. I offered my condolences and asked if they do not have a doctor to treat these wounds but I received no reply about a doctor. Later a Reticulan showed me another type of injury that I declare looked like white tumors which the Reticulans would have gotten from the nuclear accident, he said that those of them who were in their water bath tubs at the moment of the accident had survived and those who had not at the time been in baths when the accident happened had gotten those injuries and not survived. I saw a clear mental image of a Reticulan, it looked real creepy with its mouth gaping open, a black hole in its mouth and the face looks like a creepy robot doll but I tried to not judge it based on its appearance or on the impression it makes of course so I was being nice to them. He told me that they breathe through the open mouth and that that was why the mouth was open.
Today while I was at the airport it turns out that the aliens had connected me telepathically to a General of the country I had visited meaning my home country. Or the man told me that he was what translates to Colonel so maybe he was that but when he talked and said other things it sounded also as if he were a General, but perhaps then he was a Colonel. He was thinking of how he had had a Christmas party with his family and friends and how they do a thing where everyone brings a meal and there had not been any meat of a particular wild animal which is typical for our country, he thought about how he usually hunts that animal. He also thought of a wrist watch that he had received and how it was not good enough because he wanted so many other features on his I forget what those were. He thought about time he has spent in the forest so he is definitely with the Army, I was reading his thoughts very clearly. I talked to him a bit, the reason we were connected seemed to be because of the aliens although he did not state that to me explicitly. I told him that the aliens are my friends and that Hamish the Reptilian in particular is my best friend in this world. He was reluctant to relax and to regard the aliens as friends and friendship, he seemed more concerned with possible problems, he told me that they (aliens) intend to take over this world, but he was here thinking around whether to authorize the aliens to have contact with me or not so now the matter was this local one case of contact. I of course wanted him to just allow me to be with my aliens.
I felt a bit sad leaving my home country because I would have loved to get to know this Colonel. These military officers are part of my alien contact experience and although dealing with them was a bit difficult at first when I was 14 or 15 when it first happened I am now used to them and welcoming to them when they do appear or talk to me, so I feel that now that I am outside of his region... Hamish sways his body side to side.
I was going to think about taking you. Tok Tok. - Hamish says to me
I am not in his country anymore so perhaps he will not be dealing with this anymore so I won't be getting to know him, the military officer I mean. Actually I think that the title he gave me means like a top officer. It should be noted that I lived in Europe when what seem to be military officers from the United States were talking to me, so the U.S. seems to be more involved with the aliens even when it deals with countries other than the USA. Smaller European countries do not seem to be as involved or using the same type of resources when dealing with the fact that aliens are interacting with human individuals. Almost all of the military and men in black and other personnel were from the United States, but notably a group of them seemed to be German back then when this was all new, and today we see that some were Russian. Perhaps this officer today was the first time that one was from my home country. And of course I have experienced none from my current new home country in Europe. There was some mention of the United Kingdom in some of my notes from my teens but perhaps no personnel from the U.K.
Hamish means the world to me. I have never been so close to a person before. I wanted to watch some UFOs while visiting at home because that is where I had hundreds of UFO sightings in the 1990's but the sky was not clear. I never knew whose UFOs I was seeing back then, and during my visit as I wondered to myself whose UFOs they were, I got connected to an Arcturian, it was a little blue bald headed Arcturian with a purple uniform who was in a very wide and flat saucer shaped spaceship, that indicates that perhaps my UFOs were Arcturian back then but that does not confirm it to be the case.
I plan on getting some good quality video recording equipment to go UFO watching and to film them. I also want to get a proper drawing tablet with a screen because then I could draw more and much better pictures of the aliens I see and maybe even make cartoons that show you how they move and some of our stories together, but all of this is getting very expensive. I also want to buy for Hamish a really good sofa chair, he really wants to have one, Draconians really love to sit on comfy sofas.
Pleiadians have been wanting to talk to me from time to time but I dismiss them. I remind them that I pay rent in my home and that I share my home with Hamish and I remind them that humans are far more cruel to animals than Reptilians are. I remind Pleiadians that Pleiadians are racist and narcissistic.
I love you Hamish and I am very proud of you Sock Turtle. I will always love you very very much.
I was made with langoustines. That is why I look like a crab. And, I like them! *a type of click sound* I was made like a crab, and, some sort of crabs were like my mothers. That is why I like their cunt. And their dicks too. Their little ones, that look like me! I was going to take them to my Toast! To have a farm with them. And, Tok Tok Tok. My little farmed. My house-keeping. My homes. Mine! My Toast. I was going to share it with them, and be proud. Me we are proud. - Hamish, the last sentence was (NL), the little ones that look like him means little red crabs [Added same day: he talks about wanting to share his own food with little red crabs, that kind of compassion and sharing of his important Toast is spectacular for him to say]
Do I have eggs, it said. - Hamish narrates the red turtle in the cartoon (video clip above from the cartoon movie "The Red Turtle"), all was (NL) except "eggs" was in English
Hamish is in the Christmas spirit (I am not)
December 20 2017, 11:29 AM - A reader of the website wrote to me (names taken out):
This is quite a worldwide hobby, so just a simple Google search renders a ton of resources. For instance, there are chat forums where you could ask people questions, like https://www.dpreview.com/forums. There are websites for buying gear, like http://www.ufostop.com/ . And there are some YouTube vids for how to set up and use gear, like https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9z1bEvD1ug.
This should be really interesting, because I believe you are inundated with ships around you, like you have mentioned many times in your blog. Have fun, and I hope you are able to film some soon, and post on YouTube. That would be great.
Take care,
(here is a forum in that website specifically discussing the filming of ufos: https://www.dpreview.com/forums/thread/4157148)
:)
Hamish wanted me to add into my reply as follows:
And I want to wish Happy Holidays, says Hamish. Because now we are going to go eat a pig. And then have a Merry time. - Hamish
Wow! Hamish surprises me there!
Eva For Hamish to utter such clear and complete sentences that are also long sentences is completely rare, but it does happen. He usually makes an effort to speak so clearly when it is something important, so hearing him speak so much and so well was a nice surprise, I am always surprised and proud and impressed when he makes the effort to speak so well.
So you see that Hamish is in the Christmas spirit, even though I am not really. Personally I don't care for Christmas. I can't call myself a Christian because the Catholic clergy are pedophiles and Catholics used to burn Jews alive even though Jesus is a Jew, what would Jesus say about the behavior of Christians? I am flying today to go spend Christmas with my family and I knew to inform Hamish about my travel plans early and explicitly because whenever I go somewhere even if it is just the store on my way home from work as a detour he gets really worried and later informs me that he would like to know where I am going beforehand. So I have told dragon where I am going, how I am traveling, at what time the flight leaves and at what time it arrives and that I am getting picked up by a car from the airport and at what time I arrive home and how many days I will be there and why I am going and what we might expect to see there (I told him that I am going to go hunt for Santas, one of the things I told him it is about).
Oh! One of my most favorite things about Christmas is waking up at mom's place in the morning and Hamish pops his head in through the door and tells me about all the Santas he has been hunting in the night! Mom's little Santa's helper figurines with the red hats that she pops into flower pots and up on shelves and everywhere. Hamish goes hunting for them at night because they have red hats and they are wearing his color so they are mocking him and that makes him feel challenged and angry.
Yesterday I ate a bowl of natural yoghurt and just put some fresh raspberries into it, so it even doesn't have any added sugar. I told them I did that for Hamish because Hamish had asked me to. Today, probably mostly because of my elaborate travel plans explanation, the aliens gave me a thorough thank you for my assistance with their work, a type of thank you I normally do not get, and I think it is because I had explained my travel plans, but the yoghurt must have also helped. I got to see lots of detailed mental images of Reticulans, both Alpha and Zeta, last night, they have those dark eyes that look as if they are covered by a latex sticky rubber texture, and there is a complete lack of joy, love, and spirit around them, they feel like something sadistic and cruel, but I tell them nice things anyway. I got to see more mental images of frogs too, like a live green frog sitting, and also some large green frog puppets.
I colored my hair just now and I was rinsing the hair naked in the shower and the aliens let Olav see me and Olav said that he would sleep with me and I said I wouldn't with him. Then Hamish talked to me about how the triangle are his (Hamish's) friends with the mental image of the yellow pyramid symbol. He told me that he has been given Toast. I told Hamish that I am also his friend.
There is also a new man who told me his last name today but I didn't write it down so I forgot. He will probably tell me his name again, it is a new one to add to the list of military and men in black suits. I was also told that Richmond won't be coming back, that is clearly because of how I reacted to him that time in November 28.
Pleiadians are about and talking to me sometimes, they mention their colony in Iceland often, they also said that they had built a colony there because they had not expected that anyone would go there but then humans had gone there so they mixed with those humans genetically it means. I sometimes hear them say rude things about Hamish. I have told Pleiadians that they are not welcome in my home. My home belongs to me and Hamish. I want Hamish to be able to feel well here. This is his home. Last night when he noticed that I was going to bed, he then said that he was now going to go sit down on the sofa. It was as if he wants to follow me around and look at me the whole day but when he knew that I was going to bed that is when he knew he could sit down on the sofa and relax. I asked him if he is comfortable if he would like a blanket or a pillow, he did want a pillow behind his back but I told him to come and fetch one from my bed himself, which he didn't of course.
Having Hamish in my life changes everything. He is not just Hamish. He is a tremendous personality, his thoughts, the way that he speaks, the little things that he does. His colors are incredibly bright neon fire engine red and orange. And the orange blunt buttons on the back of his head, his hump back, the goosebumps, and his flat duck feet. The clicks that he makes. The typical things that he says, like Yes-No, randomly telling me that he does not like cacti (he showed me a mental image of a cactus yesterday, and told me that he does not like them, I told him that I do not like them either and that I would take them away)... a Zeta makes mental contact now I see it.
Hello Zeta. - me
And Hamish's smell. And that funky moisture that he evaporates through his skin, that sticky smelly bright neon orange gunk. All of these things are Hamish. He has become so friendly with me over the years. He started out rude and dominating, now he is such a sweetheart. I gave him palate clicks yesterday, and I referred to him as "My Honored Hamish" today and yesterday. He no longer requires that I honor him, he never reminds me to honor him anymore like he used to, but I remember to honor him from time to time anyway just in case he likes it, but he never comments on it when I do. I love this strange little dragon, I would do anything for him.
Yesterday Hamish talked to me about hedgehogs. He told me that their back is better than his, that is because of the spikes. He told me that he had shown his back to them. He said that he has shown his penis to them... oh Draconians call that a dong. Hamish showed me a mental image of his back and with a row of strange round holes along the hump back that I have never seen before, I immediately recognized that these are where his black back spikes grow out from but in this image there were no spikes, he regularly has his spikes removed by the other aliens when they grow back so that he does not become so aggressive, proud and arrogant when he has them. Hamish has a sexual interest in hedgehogs. Sometimes he also has a sexual interest in "turtle ladies" meaning tortoises and because those have eggs.
I wish that he could live his life naturally in the way that he was meant to live. His life could be lived with other Dragon Turtles in a perfect forest somewhere, well, that perfect forest would have to be equipped with comfy sofas and snuggy ruggies. Where he could have a family and a girlfriend turtle and have nests of eggs with Hatch-Its. He would love to be a father, he has been at times but the Crocodile Men take the little ones away. Where he could show his back to those who understand what it means. Where he could hear the palate clicks to him from those who love him and who look like him. Where he could make palate clicks to his little Hatch-Its, if fathers do those to little ones and not just mothers do. There would be an endless abundance of good Toast for him in that forest. And I would wish for him a life where he had never even had to know that human beings exist. He doesn't need me in his life. He deserves heaven and paradise, because I love this dragon.
Last night when I was seeing mental image from the room where the Reticulans were, I also saw Hamish and that part of his skin was shedding and he thought about how he felt embarrassed about it, so I told Hamish that shedding is natural to him and that he did not need to feel embarrassed about it.
I need to stop writing before I get all filled with tears, it is better to just go about another wonderful day with dragon and enjoying the little moments that we share, and to not think too much about how beautiful that is.
I finish writing here and I then see a mental image of a Reptilian who is sitting somewhere leaning his lower body back. I see the image and I feel the dragon, its thoughts feel almost like he would be a troublemaker, a fighter, and as if he is feeling repulsed and upset about something, he feels like a thug. Our minds are connected and I see him and I feel him and there is a long silence, he then speaks:
Are there those? - Hamish says in my native language with the mental image of a red Christmas tree ball ornament
He is wondering if my mom's Christmas tree is going to have those red ball ornaments and I told him that I think so, there probably will be. Then I hear a palate click and he had a mental image of a large fish, he likes fish.
Please be reminded of our Christmas cartoon from five years ago: Annie and the Reptilians Remember Christmas
I see Hamish. There is no giggles or joy or laughter in him like there is in me. He is a serious and very observant creature, Draconians like to look around and they have those hawk snake eyes on everything, but there is no love or laughter in their eyes and no sense of humor, they are cold observant creatures. I look at him and there is silence. Then a mental image of nasturtium flowers from his mind into my mind, "My nasturtiums", he calls me by petname because I have the eggs. "My turtle" I respond to him with a mental image of a tortoise that I try to make red color in my mind.
UFOs. I wanna film UFOs.
December 17 2017, 5:28 PM - No answer from the Mutual UFO Network as to what video recording equipment I should use to make good quality videos of UFOs at night. And no answer from the Air Force of my country as to whether I am allowed to invite the foreign nationals extraterrestrials into the airspace. So now I am writing to the British UFO group British UFO Research Association BUFORA,
I see UFOs since I was 14 years old. I haven't been out to look at them for many years and want to start again and now film them so that I can share with others. (I'm 35 now.)
The UK has an unusually high amount of UFO sightings. If your group is large perhaps we could go out to see and film the UFOs together, I would be happy to come to the UK for a collaboration. (Heheh, I am too scared to go outside into the wilderness out at night all alone and there is no UFO group in my country.)
I write the website about my contact with extraterrestrials and with associated military and men in black suits www.orionmindproject.com
Thank you.
Greene talked to me today, he sounded like his usual self trying to say flirty or sexual things, he told me about how in the 90's he was interested in a lot of women, he also talked as if he is now getting weak and old, I asked him how he is doing, I asked if he really has the HIV diagnose he didn't talk about it. I told him I have heard that he has a daughter, I asked him for her name I forget the name he said but he did tell me, I asked for how old she is, she is 11 years old now, I said wow she is a big girl already. I asked him what is it like to be a father and if she looks like him or like her mother, he didn't really talk about it. He told me that he remembered some things that I used to do as a child, he mentioned two of my activities when I was young but I forget what those were, like drawing and things. It was good to hear from him though.
Hamish came with me to work today, but he talked about wanting to go to Japan. I told him that he could go to Japan and that he could go and see if the fish have had some snacks to eat. He is now at home with me and when I got home he looked at me and he said in my third language "Shrimp". He then objected to the chocolate cookies I was gorging on, they were the wrong Toast for the eggs it disrupts the fertility for the eggs. I said are they the wrong Toast for the eggs, but I gorged up the rest of the package of cookies anyway. Nothing bad ever happens when I disobey the rules. It just makes my eggs less fertile if I eat refined sugar. I can eat some yoghurt later and maybe that will help to repair the damage a little bit.
Letting someone go
December 16 2017, 7:28 PM - My heart has fallen into a deep dark hole, like the caves that are a deep descent with bats in the cave and water underneath and light up above. I am lying somewhere deep inside of that cave, on the bare cold ground, my eyes cannot see anything but my heart is feeling too much. I love him so much that the world around me loses its grasp of me. I am a deep dark hole inside of my heart, aching and loving, overwhelming pain and caring.
My Buttercups did not want to give me any more Toast, they said. - Hamish
My heart was made small. My heart was made to love human babies, to look into bright human eyes and onto faces that have smiles and laughter and to kiss their eyes and foreheads and to hug them and cuddle them. That is the biggest love that a human woman can know, the love to a human child. I am torn to aching shreds because of my love for Hamish because my heart was not made big enough for the love for a humpbacked duckfooted dragon turtle. My heart explodes, implodes, becomes deeper than any cave and bigger than the universe. I die for him and I live for him.
Humans fall in love with other humans when they get to know each other, when they look into each other's eyes. When Hamish and me are telepathically connected, it is not just words transmitted between us. I feel his every nuance, sensation, and thought. For six years I have done that. And he has felt me for six years. The simple things that he does not choose to tell me but that I feel and hear from his thoughts when we are alone together and each of us are doing our own thing. Me watching videos on the internet and him taking a seat on the sofa in the other room, I see his eyes closing out of comfort and I feel how happy he feels when he enjoys the comfort. I see him standing and being aware of his hump back and I feel his thoughts about how proud he is of it like a human who is wearing clothes that make them feel that they look good today. I feel the underside of his feet against his favorite rug. And I hear his palate click that he sometimes makes to me, calling me his Buttercup. He talks to me in the same language that his mother used to talk to him with when he was only a little Hatch-It.
We share life together. I have never shared my everything with someone like this before, and now it's been six years we've built something together, a past and an understanding that no one can deny. I woke up this morning and Arcturians it seems had been saying mean things to my Hamish during the night telling him that he cannot be here, I urged them to please let Hamish stay here in my home that my home belongs to him too. No one can understand or accept our friendship. Pleiadians, Ummo, Airship People, Arcturians, the human military, Jack from NASA, they all think that the right thing to do is to chase him away, because he is a Draconian, and because I am a human.
Look at me I have got a little ball. And I like to make it roll. And then next, I catch it. I like to look at it then. Do you want to come and watch me? And yes, Tik Tok! - Hamish
The little things. The thoughts in his mind. His memories that he thinks about. I've never been this close to someone before. When he stood before me in my college room that day in August 2011 and I looked at him, surprised and perplexed to see him, we didn't know each other then.
I am not the mushroom head, but they are. They have told me that you have told that I am shaking my mane. I wanted to say Yes-No, that that bit was ridiculous. I did not have a mane. I did not want to be said, ridiculous things about. And Yes-No I am not the Santa! - Hamish, the mushroom head means the Reticulan white bald heads like button mushrooms
Hamish came with me to work today. He told me that he did not want to come with me anymore, he does not like to stand and wait for me in the elevator at work. I told him that he could come and sit on a sofa or wait for me in a room. I work in a hotel so I could have given him an empty cleaned hotel room to wait for me in. He said he chooses to stay in the elevator because from there he can see me the most time because I pass by there the most. But when I invited him to try the sofas or a room then he followed me around, I walk around a lot at work, but he was happy to follow me around this day, usually he stays in the elevator and waits for me. He told me that he would rather be in Japan where he has friends. He showed me a clear as day mental image depicting Japanese karp fish swimming in water near the surface, they were big fat fish with white scales that had some red or orange patches of color. He loves them. He has looked at them. And later, a mental image of a red lobster. His thoughts, his world, the things that he clings on to that mean the most to him.
I told him that I really had to finish work and that we should talk when I get home. He also told me to eat yoghurt, which he often says, but this time I did buy yoghurt after work, I am still waiting to eat some, I even made it one without any added sugar. But before I got back home he told me that he had changed his mind and that he wanted to stay with me. But his mention of this means that I have to start to think about his well-being. He has never shared these thoughts with me before, I guess I never really asked myself if Hamish is happy. I only just took it for granted that Hamish had to work with me, and that he somehow deep down inside wants to, but I never realized that his happiness must go before all other things.
A little person that once was born and hatched out of an egg. They are not born directly out of a mother's womb, instead they are laid as eggs that begin their first time in this world inside of an egg where they grow on their own, though tended to by their mother and father who stay nearby keeping a watchful eye. Once Hamish lived inside of an egg. Feeling the warmth and safe and cozy of a tiny world where he was alone with his thoughts and sensations. Instincts grew already inside his mind, perhaps the thoughts of dominance, the personality that makes him brave. One day little Hamish hatched out of an egg. Who was there to greet him? Who was there to see him? Whose eyes looked into Hamish's eyes to let him know that he was somebody? Who told him that they love him as soon as he was born? Who held him and promised to protect him and feed him for the rest of time? Hamish was once a baby among his other siblings and his mother used to do the clicks that say Tok Tok Tok and he knew that it meant that he needs to go to her. She used to take care of him and teach him things, she has since passed away but Hamish still remembers her. Memories of his mother are part of his thoughts.
Nobody loves a Draconian. But I swear to you, there is a person inside of their minds, more lovable than any living creature I have ever encountered here on Earth! It KILLS me to love him so much! It hurts!
This little person likes to stand with his feet in the shallow water of his favorite river and to look into the water to see whether he might catch the movement of a lobster or a fish swimming there.
I was never a real Hatch-It! - Hamish
Just like how humans need to take a long time to figure out how our bodies work, Hamish too was born and had to figure out the body that he was born into. He still thinks a lot about his body and what he is and the body that his conscious mind finds itself in is still somewhat of a mystery to him. Like how 2-year old human babies are puzzled at their hands and their bodies, Hamish is still in such a phase.
You don't have to talk to Kemoro. And yes, he really does want to live with us. - someone Japanese either human or white Japanese human hybrid
I did ask Hamish earlier today what would make him happy. I told him that if he is happier in Japan, then I could go to Japan so that he could be happy there and guard the eggs at the same time. He has at least one Japanese man that he guards similar to how he guards my eggs, although it seems that he spends most of his time here with me, but sometimes he is there too so maybe he somehow divides his time and attention between the two places. He suggested that if I marry that Japanese man and he and I are married and living together then he could guard both of us at the same time. As much as I love Hamish, I don't think that I could marry that man. Also the man told me that Japanese men are "very demanding" so that it would not work out, I also told the Japanese man that it would not work out no, also he had told Hamish that he does not like blonde women, he probably wants a Japanese wife for sure.
As Hamish told me today that he did not want to work with me anymore, he started this whole conversation with that I have a "Hewlett Packard" which is the brand of my older of my two laptop computers, he then said that he would like to write on it a letter of farewell.
For my eggs. My Buttercups. - Hamish, "for my eggs" was (NL)
As he thought about it today, it pained me that he was not happy at my work, I felt and I listened to him as he shared with me his thoughts about rather being in Japan. He was happier once I invited him to a sofa or to a room but then he followed me around instead of being in the elevator and he was happier then I could feel it. He then had thoughts about his Toast, I could read his thoughts where he felt really torn wanting to go to Japan where he is happier (and where he also has the beautiful Japanese koi fish that he loves to see so much) but then he remembered how he gets his Toast by working with guarding my eggs so he decided he weighed the two things together and he decided to stay with me. So I learned that he suffers to be with me but he does it because it is his job and he gets paid with snacks from that work. Sort of like me, I go to work to get money and buy food, I told him that today.
Perhaps I can make a deal with the aliens.
Are there those? - Hamish (NL) the basket for the hedgehog image from the story
If the aliens are still using my eggs,
Tok Tok Tok Tok! - Hamish
If the aliens use my eggs, then perhaps I can make a deal with the Reticulans. That I am due a payment - AND NOT JUST WINEGUMS! - in return for all that they get from me. And the payment I want, is for Hamish to live a happy life, for his freedom, and his supply of good food. I want for Hamish to be given the possibility to decide for himself what makes for him a meaningful and wonderful life. To fill his life with the moments and memories that he can cherish. Not to stand in an elevator waiting for the eggs to walk by, wishing he were somewhere else but knowing that he needs to stay near me to get his Toast. If the aliens are taking my eggs, and I put all of the moral consequences and other pain that could result for me because I would go through the whole entire world (he says that he has a nail, or spike, with the mental image of a nail like from hammer and nail, he means his back spikes).
Hamish. Your back spikes are beautiful. They make you look lovely, you are a proud race, I love you. - me
I would go through the whole entire world just for him. He shows me a mental image from the top of a mountain, with the humans that live there, with the artifacts that are there, he tells me that there are those of his kind there. I won't disclose the location but there is a place that takes care of Dragon Turtles. Does he want to go there? Would he have family there?
Hamish, I want for you to be happy. I am going to tell the Reticulans that in exchange for my eggs and the other work that I do for them, I will buy your freedom and your meals. I want you to be free. I want you to be able to decide where you want to go, where you can be the happiest. I want you to be happy and for you to enjoy your life. You should not have to work with guarding my eggs in exchange to get food. My eggs are taken and that should be able to buy you your food. - me, when I said the last "eggs" in these words, that made him think a mental image of Dragon Turtle eggs, the soft-shelled ones like turtle eggs with dark green camouflage pattern on them like painted on with a sponge
As much as I love him, I would set him free. As much joy as it brings to me having him near, and as accustomed as I have grown of having him close to me at all times, I want his life to be filled with moments of joy.
Tuk Tuk. - Hamish
I have been given balls to play with. So that I do not hunt anyone else. - Hamish on the rug
Like the balloons in the story about the hedgehog. I would let go like letting go of a balloon and once you let go it rises on its own and does not need your hand to guide it. You let it go where it wants. You do not see it drifting past the distance, and you will never see it again, but you have given it freedom. It becomes part of the world, and it is no longer part of your world.
Tuk Tuk. My smell is here. - Hamish in my third language, he is lying on his rug and his smell is on his rug
I now fetch a big bowl of natural sugar-free yoghurt and drop some fresh blueberries in it, and I will be eating it while letting all of the feelings and memories of what Hamish means to me sink in and settle inside me. He remembers his mother who said Tok Tok Tok to him, and in that same way I remember everything that Hamish has been to me.
UFOs and aliens, and how aliens and Jack react to menstrual blood
December 14 2017, 8:53 PM - Last night I begged the Zeta Reticulans to let me meet them. Only problem was, that my period (menstruation) had started. Normally I don't have any pain but this time the pain was tremendous and uncomfortable, I was turning and kicking in bed and moaning and trying not to scream. Reticulans were around, and I got to see mental images of two individuals of a human type of alien which has a bit darker skin, dark brown or black hair, and small almond shaped or Asian shaped all brown eyes, these told me that they had chosen to work with the Reticulans. I wondered if they were Alpha Centaurians (the human kind) but they did not say. I apologized to the Reticulans and to these human-looking aliens that I was in too much pain to talk. It felt so good waking up in the morning and the pain was gone, it is wonderful feeling the calm of just having no pain.
I wrote a letter today to the Air Force of my European country, in English:
I hope it is alright that I ask my question in English because my [language] is not the best. I am a [nationality] citizen and I live in [city] since 2-3 years. I wanted to ask the [country] Air Force if I have your permission to invite UFOs into [country] airspace. I know that it is a serious crime whenever an airplane
belonging to a foreign nation trespasses into the airspace of a nation without prior permission or notification.
In [country] since the age of 14 I have enjoyed many UFO visitations. I have also seen them in the Czech Republic and in the United States.
I have telepathic communication with the pilots of the UFOs because they can summon me to go outside to see the UFOs and I can also summon them to appear outside, also I can telepathically instruct them on flight patterns and they follow, this is how I proved that they can hear me. Other people see them too, and that is how I have proven that they are real and not imaginary. The pilots cannot be humans because we are in telepathic contact, also the UFOs are far too advanced to be human technology. So it must be extraterrestrial pilots.
I am an alien abductee and they use my eggs to make hybrids. I have met more than 70 different alien species. Many individuals I have known for many years and some of them have become my best friends and are like family to me so I need to know that they are safe if I invite them into [country] airspace with their UFOs and I also need to know that they won't get into any trouble for visiting. I want to film the UFOs.
This is a serious and valid question because in essence I am inviting foreign nationals to enter into [country] airspace.
Most of the ones I see are white spheres the size of stars, they are not satellites or stars or meteorites because they can stand still or change trajectory at sharp angles or appear and disappear, sometimes they glow red, blue, or green. Others are larger the size of the moon and are either white or orange. One
time I saw a large dark triangle from close by, and a metallic saucer with a red light from close by, and a flat blue-green rectangle with two orange-red spheres on the bottom, and one pink-orange hourglass shaped one.
I do not know what species or nationality the visitors in the UFOs have. They could be Pleiadians or they could also be of the group that has Zeta Reticulans, Alpha Draconian Reptilians, Alpha Theton Dark Lords, those would be my guess that they are one of those two.
Sincerely,
Last night there was a used tampon in my room Hamish complained that it smells like the eggs so I threw it in the trashcan in the kitchen he then said that it no longer smelled that way. I miss the times when Snake the Reptilian would show up only when there was a used tampon in the trashcan of my bedroom to complain to me that it smells and he would hardly ever show up otherwise.
I will ask the aliens again tonight to please let me come and meet with them. They told me I could have a "winegum" (in my other language). They talk about the winegums often. It seems that they reward compliant hybrids and human abductees with one winegum, it looks like a purple colored gummy candy which most definitely would not contain any sucrose (refined sugar) but would have a candy flavor I'm sure. I would not eat it of course I would keep it forever as a souvenir from the Reticulans.
What do I have to do to get a winegum? - me
Nobody said any of the following in words, but this morning I learned just by reading the minds of those I was mentally connected to, that in the alien abduction which happened last night which I remember nothing of, Jack had seen all the bloody mess from my privates and he had felt faint and uncomfortable because it made him feel queasy, and so the female Doctor Bryant had come in there to substitute for him. She had worn as she did the first time I saw her in a mental image, a lab coat which is not white but is a pale blue color and is shorter and smaller than white doctor's coats.
When I tell myself that I want to see that other world where they inhabit, I can do it, and then with my eyes closed or open I begin to see another world than our world. With eyes closed is better because at first I see nothing with my eyes closed, then I start to see the whole room around me as it is, plus that it also has the aliens in it clear as day. If I learn to wake my mind up to seeing their "overtone" or "overtune" as they call the other world then maybe I start to stay awake and remember the abductions?
And right as I wrote the title for this entry: "UFOs and aliens, and how aliens and Jack react to menstrual blood", Hamish responds to the "react to menstrual blood" part:
We at first wanted to eat it, but then they said Tok Tok Tok no. - Hamish
I would feed Hamish with some of my blood if it was harmless for him and allowed and possible. I am so close to this dragon spiritually already that I already feel as if my blood flows through him. Today he showed me a hypothetical mental image as if he were holding onto a large yellow petal on a buttercups flower. I responded the only way I know how, by saying "my turtleback".
Hamish stories and other stories
December 13 2017, 10:20 PM - I was playing the online game called slither and now it is possible to design your own snake to choose the color of sections of the snake. Hamish had been watching me design colored striped snakes and play the game. When I chose a default snake which is yellow and has a dangly thing attached to its head with a string which is almost the shape of a "W", Hamish was fond of that snake and said a delighted "Yes", he liked the dangly yellow decoration on it and the yellow color. He then pointed to the orange color and wanted to design his own snake. He chose it to be striped orange and red like on this screen shot image below, the coloration of this snake was chosen by Hamish. Later he said that he likes it because it looks like him. [Added same day: I wanted to make his snake striped with orange and red and yellow, but he did not want the yellow in it, even though he finds yellow to be a very pretty color.]
I am watching videos about how NASA faked the moon landing and it gives a feeling of being isolated on this Earth, and more so than ever it makes me realize how marvellous it would be to be in contact with extraterrestrials who can travel in spaceships through space. For all these years, alien life and alien contact and even seeing their physical spaceships has been something obvious and natural that I have taken for granted. But realizing that humans probably never went to the moon after all, it makes the alien contact so much more meaningful.
I have asked the organization Mutual UFO Network MUFON to please tell me what kind of video recording equipment I need to get in order to make good quality videos of my UFOs. Am still waiting for an answer. I will see physical UFOs in the sky if I go out at night to watch for them, other people see them too so it is not just in my head, and if I tell others nothing about what I see (and not even that there should be UFOs or anything out of the ordinary there) and I ask them to describe to me what they see, then other people see the same thing that I am seeing too, so it is also not the case of me telling someone what I see and then they would be imagining that they are seeing it too. So those things are real. And I want to film them so that you can all see them too. To some extent, the UFOs being real proves some of my weird stories, such as telepathy perhaps, because I can telepathically ask the pilots of those UFOs to fly in flight patterns that I describe to them and they do. But for the UFOs or telepathic ability proving for instance that I have an invisible fire engine red dragon named Hamish who likes to stomp his feet on soft rugs is perhaps a bit too much to ask.
Hamish came with me to work today. He is beautiful. At one time he was standing upright and he stood in front of me and he leaned his upper body toward me and put his two hands on my chest and his eyes were wide open and yellow and bulging with vertical brown slits and he looked me right into my eyes and he told me that he is watching me. I told him that I am watching him too. I am so proud of him for tagging along with me to work, but I also wish that I lived a different kind of life that would be most comfortable for him.
I realize that part of the reason why I am single is because I feel that I have an invisible dragon living with me in my room, so bringing in a man into that situation would not be right. I will also never own a cat, or cook too often at least with onions, or feel the ambience and cozy of lighting candles in the dark, or listen to music too loud, or have a cactus.
Realizing that the moon landing was probably a hoax made me realize how stupid I am for taking the alien contact for granted. I thought about it that I should probably just go along with anything the Zeta Reticulans would have me go through so that I could enjoy close alien contact. I would have to pretend at least that I am ok with having the hybrid children near, which is a hard thing to figure out how to fake because the hybrids are obnoxious pieces of shit and they are also rapists and molestors. I really hate the hybrids, god knows I have tried to get along with them but I just want to murder them when I see them. So that is something I would need to overcome if I ever want to be awake for abductions.
I want to meet Hamish and the Dinosaurs and Alpha Remulans and all of the little guys who are working there who look like elves. Plus, if possible, if they have a big window, I want to see planet Earth from space, because I started watching videos about it and it seems that NASA has just been faking even the photographs of Earth, so we as humanity do not have that anymore. The aliens could give me back these things.
I was talking to the Zetas about getting to meet them and after a short moment guess who showed up there with the aliens in a remote location and talking to me telepathically, Jack, NASA team Jack. He has different glasses nowadays not the big ones anymore, but it's the same old Jack. I forget what words he used but he told me what meant that he always used to have feelings for me and that he still does, I told him that was really sweet. I had the feeling that Jack was telling the Zetas that I am not allowed to meet the Zetas. And a Zeta told me that whenever I get there I always vomit, I said to the Zeta that I should not eat anything in the evening so that my stomach would be empty when they pick me up so that there is nothing to vomit.
One of the military or men in black gave me a mental image of like black lingerie today and told me I would look really good if I wore something like that, I told him that if he buys that for me then I would wear it. (For the record I don't wear black underwear I would be far more likely to buy anything white so this kind of a conversation is definitely not coming from me, these seem to be real guys.) Coincidentally I was in the shower at the time.
Carlisle asked me today if I ever learned hoolahoops when I was a girl, I told him no and that I learned to read before I started first day of school and that that was a more useful skill in the world to learn than hoolahoops. He told me that his girls used to do that, and he told me about how he himself used to be into athletics, and his thought images was of him running track or that short distance thing on that red colored track with white starting lines. He said that athletics is how he got interested in what can be done with the mind, I said wow I find that interesting too. He then asked me about what my mother can do with her mind, I said do not talk about my mother but he may have meant of course that my real biological mother would be someone else.
Yesterday Cunningham was all talking about his blue Lamborghini and I told him that I am not impressed. I told him that a woman like me is not attracted to a guy who has a sports car because it sends the signal that he is probably promiscuous or shallow or greedy and not caring about other people and that he might attract women who are after his money. So I gave him a piece of my mind I felt a bit sorry for the guy but this guy used to treat me like shit years back so he has it coming. Today he told me that Christmas this year won't be the same without his mother, I told him that he did the right thing by staying beside her when she was ill so he should not feel too bad.
And Carlisle showed me a mental image of his living room all decorated for Christmas he asked me if I don't have my home decorated like that, I told him I am not an American and that I am not a Christian or a Catholic. I do celebrate Christmas with my family but here at home I don't really bother.
I will talk to Zetas about them letting me go and meet them. That would be so much fun. What I don't mention enough of times is that one day many years ago I nagged at Reptilians with the phrase "Pick me up! Pick me up!" until the nagging was successful, they floated me up into their spaceship and I had a close encounter in a spaceship. Perhaps I should try incessant nagging at the Reticulans. Women are good at getting what they want by nagging and whining, I should try the whining and crying part on Jack. Not to forget when I nagged at a Dark Lord and he brought me to the Battle at Syracuse abduction at the hospital in Syracuse.
We don't like to take those tubes down your throat, when you are awake. But you can go ahead and nag. - says a type of pale beige colored bulky head shaped Reticulan
Today a Reticulan told me that I could have become a "butt doctor" just like he is then we both could have been that. I said oh you mean gynaechology. He said no, that he means about the study of gastrointestinal tract or how he said it.
Aliens. Real aliens. That would be interesting. But most of what it is, is that I have become best friends with Hamish, so the other aliens are just the guys that are tagging along with my best friend Hamish. Hamish told me today, with a mental image of the harbor with the metal containers most of which are orange, that he is going to go there to get, and I quote, "Lunches and Snacks". I told him that I was happy he was going there to get food and that I wish him a good day. The thought crossed my mind today that I could buy for him organic chicken livers, organic means pesticide free. I wonder if chicken livers would work with his metabolism safely, and how I would transport the snacky bits into his dimension, but if it were possible then I would be happy to take part in feeding my tortoise dragon.
I have my period so tampons are involved. Tortoise dragon is expected to have occasion to rummage through the trashcan for bloody tampons, but he only does it when he thinks I am not looking.
Christmas market and other things with Turtle
December 09 2017, 6:44 PM - Conversation with Hamish while I am boiling carrots and quinoa right now:
Do you have a moustache? - Hamish
Ha ha ha! Hamish is acting really funny this evening! Like in a grumpy mood. I am being nice to him though. He also said earlier something about us not being friends or something, and I said that I love him anyway. [Added same day: see below, he did not say that we are not friends, it was something else.]
Today I went to a Christmas market with a friend, and I informed Hamish early about me going there to buy presents and to eat Toast and that I would be taking a train and then a bus. When I arrived there, a Dinosaur asked me if they have worms there, with a mental image of the big fat white grubs that Dinosaurs eat, I said take a look but I don't think they have any. I also said if Hamish finds anything there that he likes then to tell me and I could buy it for him. (He later said there were things made out of sugar and toys for kids, he didn't find anything that he wanted to have.) On my way home Hamish asked me about the rugs that are in my closet actually next to where his rug is on the floor, he said he would like for us to sit down on the rugs to "recover". He meant for me to put the other rugs down there as well so that he would be on his snuggie rugs and me on one of the other rugs. I figured he was tired after the visit to the Christmas market, so I sat down on the floor on another rug that is already there, the white hairy one, and I gave him an opportunity to see me there to feel that he knew where the eggs were and he was in a familiar environment and could rest and recover.
He must be reading my thoughts because he knows that I am thinking of washing my bed sheets. He asked me today if I was going to wash the sheets, next he thought of a mental image of the white sheets piled up on the floor and him trampling there eagerly. I said I could do that tomorrow and that I would be sure to leave the sheets there for him to enjoy.
Eh, funny how selective memory works. I had a big news that I forgot. Last night I had a dream or something where a black Reptilian charged at me and was interacting with the energy of my body, contorting my energy into pulses of sexual energy. It was nice in itself, but the aftermath is leaving me drained and feeling abused, I mean not emotionally abused but the body feels worse off than it was before. When I confronted the creature about this in the morning telling him that "he needs to ask permission", the figure of the Reptilian shriveled into a Dark Lord, which continued to shrivel further looking like a dog that was ashamed for peeing on the floor after it has been found out and yelled at, and it was like as if he sunk into a hole and was gone. I mean this does not involve sexual contact it is an energy interaction, Dark Lords can be incubi they do this a lot.
Hamish talked about goldfish today.
Tuk Tuk! - Hamish
Yeah, so that a little bit grumpy thing he said wasn't about us not being friends, but it was something meaning that my affections toward him are not all answered, probably because my affections to him are huge and incessant and cooing and... probably annoying the heck out of him but he puts up with me anyway.
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