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(NL) means that something telepathic was said in my native language.

Meet my Zeta Remulan

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August 19 2018, 10:01 PM - This evening I was shown a mental image of an alien which was holding up a big green soft frog puppet. I was shown the frog puppet hanging from its hands first, and then I was shown the frog puppet and the alien that was holding it, and I could feel that the alien felt pleased that this was a good method to let me see the alien without me being afraid. I was happy to see both of them.

This alien has a particular anatomy. Its body or torso is very block shaped, shaped much like a box. The neck is like a pelican neck or throat, in that it protrudes forward and the head sits backward. I have not gotten a good look at its feet. The alien was naked without clothes, and the skin color is a pale color. The eyes are dark. It has two nostrils and a mouth. It told me that children are afraid to see it and that is why they know that showing the frog puppet works so that children are not afraid. When the aliens show me frog puppets I get real happy because it is just so darn cute. But seeing the aliens is darn cute too.

I have previously defined an alien species which I titled the "Green Reticulan", see here. The body is the same and also the green Reticulan that I reported on seeing in the past it too was showing me a fun puppet, that time of a happy black cat puppet. This alien today was not green in color, but it was a similar body shape and the same behavior of first showing me a fun puppet toy before showing me itself. They show me the puppets so that I would not be afraid to see the alien.

This alien from today, I have seen it a few times in mental images. I do not want to define it as a new species yet. I have to be clear on what the green Reticulan is and then what this species is, it is a bit messy now because I am not sure what to call them. This one today is however not a Zeta Reticulan and not an Alpha Reticulan. Someone of the Air People now told me that he offers to help me with that.

Can you tell me what is the species that earlier showed me the green frog puppet? What should I call this species? - me to unknown alien

Hamish now tells me that he, Hamish, would like to have the lights off, I have got the lights on in the living room where I am sitting. Let me try to talk directly to the alien that had the frog puppet.

I would like to talk with you. - me
We do not like it when the children start to cry, when they see me. - the alien says to me
We do not like you to get dizzy and confused, when you get here! - another Reticulan says to me

Notably this alien species has a block or box shaped body and the neck is curved like a pelican neck and the neck sits right underneath the chin and the head takes up a lot of space toward the back above the body, it is a very particular anatomy and different from all other aliens, so this species would be very easy to identify. Oh yes, and that alien told me when it was showing me the frog puppet, that they are working for their "queen" with collecting food, I then asked if this alien also has gotten some yummy food.

Tell me about your species. - me
Well! Our lives are pretty simple, our lives start out over in the water. And then we have to pick ourselves up. We are born in bathes. - the alien says, yes it would have spelled "baths" as "bathes" as a noun plural
What was it like for you, when you were born? - me
I am also here, in the kitchen! - Hamish steps one flat red duck foot down in front of him and is reminding us that he is also here, he likes to be at the center of attention and he is getting jealous
Hello Hamish, Rhynchus. I was proud of your race. - me I say swaying my head a bit side to side slowly just to show him that I like him a lot too, I can feel that Hamish is quite satisfied with this dosage of attention, he is feeling happy and excited, soothed and pleased
Dear friend. - me to the alien
We are born in salt baths. And then we begin our life. And we serve our masters here. They tell us what to do here. And then we get to eat! And we go back into our baths, for sleeping. - the alien, "sleeping" in my native language
We do not know, where else to go. Because no one tells us, other than perhaps the Rhynchus. He likes to tell us about his mouth, and about what he needs to eat. And we try to take care of him here. And then, we tend to our own business, and about our maturity grade scales [Added same day: grade scales refers to measuring references, and not to for instance dragon skin scales]. We mature, but only very slowly. And we take our eggs down into the water, without feces. We breed with the Zeta Remulan race. We are them! - the alien
We are with the Rhynchus, you should say. - Hamish to the alien
So you are Zeta Remulans! I finally get to meet you! I have heard about you so many times! - me
We are nothing special, we are better than the insect race though. - this alien ZR he means the Mantids, so Zeta Remulans are considered a higher rank than the Mantids
What do Zeta Remulans want to acchieve with their lives? - me
We take care of our women. - ZR, he said women or most likely woman
Who is the woman? - me
They give us the eggs, and you don't give us the sperm. - ZR
We like to decide about that. - Hamish (NL)
We like to work in mines. And then we grow rats there. These things! These things they are called rats!!! And we do not like them, they are our donkey. - Hamish, upset about the Zeta Remulans calling them rats and donkeys which he means are grown in the alien mines meaning underground bases
We are not the rats, do not worry yourself about it. - ZR calmly speaks to Hamish
I was with the Rhynchus race. And I was therefore very important/dominant. - Hamish said one or the other word I forgot, I heard it then but I forgot when I was writing it
We are not the donkeys. - ZR very calmly explains to me
We don't like you to read about our thoughts. - ZR about my writing and listening to them
I have some questions to Zeta Remulans. - me
We are only serving our king and queen here. They tell us what to do. - ZR calmly
Yes, and that is because we are very dominant. And we also like to be called the king. - Hamish or other Reptilian
We don't like to clean up after their shit and filth. - ZR to me about Reptilians
They try to bite my fingers and hands. - ZR calmly to me about Reptilians or about Hamish probably in fact, while he said the ZR thought about his fingers
I don't want someone to bite you. - me
Oh, it happens quite a lot here. And then we clean up after them. We clean up there, over by the Rhynchus eggs facility. - ZR, or that "over by the Rhynchus egg facility" was said by Hamish, either said by Hamish or the Zeta Remulan
I think you are beautiful. - me to ZR
Oh, are you getting ready to drink with me some coffee? - ZR means the sexual energy rape thing that Reticulans can do
No thank you, I strictly do not want that. - me
Oh well, it has got anyway nothing to do with the ovum. - ZR, or "with extracting the ovum"
The men find it very pleasant here. And sometimes, they beg and whine us for it. And then we give it to them. - ZR about the coffee thing
I don't want to talk about that. I would like to talk about something else. - me
Oh no? Not about the coffee then? - ZR
No. Not about the coffee. About you. - me
I am the Zeta Remulan race. And it was very nice, and pleased to meet you! - ZR to me
They do not smell like anything. - Hamish about Zeta Remulans not having any odor
Do you, hey you there, do you still like to bite on all of my fingers? - ZR to Hamish calmly
I am the Lord/Master. Tik Tok! - Hamish, "Lord" or "Master" in my native language translates as one such a word
We don't smell to him. And therefore he doesn't want to fight me. He mostly fights with the odorifious ones. He is our Lord, yes. - ZR very calmly about Hamish
Are you living a good life, are you happy there? - me
Sometimes, I am not so happy here. And sometimes, we do get a disease. But then we quickly wipe them out. - ZR wipe out meaning to wipe away the disease that they can get
Tell me about the disease? - me
Oh, that is when our bodies get entirely filled with a fluid. And then we cannot get it out, unless with syringes. We need to give you a little piece, don't we? Oh yes, we are not very odorifious to you. - ZR, first parts to me, then "We need to give you.... odorifious to you" was to Hamish, "piece" was (NL), and he spoke very gently and friendly and calmly to Hamish!, piece of course must refer to a piece of snacks
I like Hamish Rhynchus. - me to ZR
Where do Zeta Remulans originate from? - me to ZR
Look now! He has almost wanted to bite me again! - ZR, it seems Hamish just tried to bite its fingers again and the Zeta Remulan had to pull its fingers away
Why does Hamish bite? - me
We think, it is when he is feeling a bit cranky. When he wants a little piece, doesn't he? - ZR, the last sentence to Hamish, like talking to a puppy haha! "piece" was again (NL)
I like my goldfish to be not hungry. - Hamish, then Hamish opens his mouth, leans his head to the side and slowly reaches his open mouth forward as if to eat something, perhaps just showing it as a gesture, expressing the eating motion because food is a big deal in his life
He doesn't have a great penis. Do you not? - ZR first to me about Hamish, then to Hamish, and with mental image of what Hamish's penis looks like, that slender pale pink thing
Why do you say that, about him? - me to ZR
He wants to mate with the goldfish. But we do not think that is a proper idea. Do you, Rhynchus? My piece. - ZR, first to me but then "Do you, Rhynchus? My piece." to Hamish, and "my piece" was (NL)
For me, has been given a snacks. - Hamish pleased all (NL)
Hamish you are cute as can be. - me, Hamish now wants to reach his mouth to bite someone's fingers
I was the Rhynchus, I said to you! - Hamish cheerful to me, aha so he maybe wanted to bite me for saying the wrong name for him?
I love you Turtle. You are a cutie. I love you. - me
My sofas. - Hamish about the sofas here in my living room, and he means both of them, I think this was (NL) I forgot by now
Your sofas. - me (NL) to Hamish

Zeta Remulan? - me
We are not treated like gold here, either! We are preparing to go now. We were pleased to see you. Adios, now! - ZR to me
Adios, Zeta Remulan! - me
Look, she was not afraid! She did not quiver! - ZR to someone else, perhaps to Hamish, about me
Good night, my Hamish and Zeta Remulan. It was nice to speak with you both. - me
I was given, a steaks piece. I was pretty proud and pleased with it, I was the Rhynchus. - Hamish, he swayed his head a bit rather fast side to side when he said "I was pretty proud and pleased with it", so he is content
I was happy about your snacks, to you, Rhynchus. - me
I was pleased, mine! - Hamish, eyes smiling a big smile with the eyelids
Good night my loves. You too Zeta Remulan. - me
It was a pleasure to speak, my speaking engagement. - ZR
Alpha Remulans are not greater, but, they are greater in rank than us. That is why we do common duties, here. We are also not working with the little ones, with gardening. They do not trust us with those tasks. And we also, do not take any nutritional material from out of your nose. We do not do anything that is entrusted. We do garbage disposal. And other common tasks. And you here are called to as our mother. - ZR to me
You breed with the fish kids. - ZR or Hamish to me about me
We are commoners here, nothing special. The Rhynchus wanted to bite me! - ZR
Tell her, not to call me a sock! - Hamish to Zeta Remulan, all or part in (NL)
I like to play with my ball here. About my soccer. And then I like to feed with it. Mine, yes, mine. - Hamish about a soccer football he then bites into [Added same day: When he said "to feed with it" he thought about placing his wide gaping toothless mouth against the soccer ball, as if he simulates the eating behavior on this toy.]
I would like to go back into the water. This place was rather unpleasant here! I like to go back to my kin, and ahh yes, then we will all be and feel well. We like each other the most. About our other kind. We don't like other races. The other, the mean man, he likes to play soccer! - ZR, mean man being Hamish

This is adorable. Just adorable. Talking to a Zeta Remulan and Hamish. These both happen to be some of the cutest aliens to talk to. The Zeta Remulan is adorable, I am so glad that I decided to talk with it. Dear beloved aliens, I now really must go to bed. It was lovely talking to both of you. I love you both so much.

I am with the Rhynchus kind. I would like to sit here. - Hamish to me, he wants to sit on the sofa here
I did not have a penis, for them. - Hamish thinks of his which I see in his thought images and I suspect he thinks about goldfish, this was all in (NL)
I enjoyed talking to you Zeta Remulan. You are lovely. - me
I am not with the nurses here, so I do not come often. I am actually, rather not even allowed to be here. I am not with the nurses here. I am not even allowed to play. - ZR to me, to play now means the soccer game with Hamish
Please visit me sometimes. They should welcome you to visit me with the Zeta Reticulan nurses and Hamish the Rhynchus. I would enjoy your company very much. - me
Oh yes, she does like me. I am with the Rhynchus now, and he likes me too. He wanted me to be invited a bit less. - ZR to me, ah yes sounds like Hamish
Thank you for showing me the green frog. And for showing me yourself too. - me
I would like to go back to the bath waters! That is where I have come from! I dread, I really fear, this life being here! I want to go now. I MUST HURRY! - ZR feeling suddenly anxious and fearful
Please go, Zeta Remulan! Find a good and safe place for you to be in! - me
I don't like to wash your scales anymore. - ZR to Hamish, image of Hamish's sheet of shedded scales
She likes me. A lot she said. - ZR about me
I like you a lot. - me
You are not allowed to eat anymore a pea. - Zeta Reticulan wants to throw into the conversation, peas, chickpeas, soy, the Reticulans forbid from me since it is incompatible with the hybrid metabolism [Added same day: I think this was said in (NL) but I forgot.]

Now really is bedtime. I love this Zeta Remulan more than you know. Such a lovely wonderful creature to talk to, so positive and calm and also intelligent and talkative and fun and interesting to talk to.

We are not with the nurses anymore. The Rhynchus wanted us to say. - Zeta Reticulan, "us to say" or "me to say" I heard it but then forgot which one it said

Zeta Remulans are just lovely, who would have known had I not chosen to talk to it. Good night, I love my life, I love these aliens so much how cute they are.


Reptilians wake me up at night, because I invited them to do so

August 18 2018, 9:25 PM - Last night when I had gone to bed, I told Hamish that if he wants to talk during the night or if he is afraid or worried about something then he can wake me up by nudging me and I would be there for him. I fell asleep, and somebody woke me up from my sleep. Reptilians.

I don't know if it was Hamish specifically or another Reptilian. I was woken up by something strange. I definitely did not wake up on my own because I know what that feels like to wake up by myself. I woke up with the feeling like "Hey! Who pushed me!", I woke up feeling that somebody had just pushed me and feeling like upset and confused about it. Then I remembered that I had invited my Reptilian to wake me up at night. I saw a super clear mental image of a Reptilian standing in my bedroom by the foot end of the bed where the door to my bedroom is and where the hallway is. This image was much clearer than what they usually are. I think there was Hamish and also another Reptilian with one or three low crested, perhaps just one low crested in the middle. The mental images of the Reptilians was incredibly clear and lasting like a video in which I could watch these beautiful creatures as they stood there at the foot end of my bed and moving just a bit but standing in one place.

Even though I was already awake, a Reptilian did another nudge at me. I did not just have a mental image of the Reptilians, one Reptilian at a time, at times it was Hamish and at times I think it was a different Reptilian with the low crested, but not just an image, I could feel them clearly as well. The feeling of their personality, character, energy, and it was terribly terrifying! I was very uncomfortable with the feeling of the presence and energy of the Reptilians, I was frightened of it and appalled and it gave me the instinctive reaction to be negative about their visit, meaning that I felt uncomfortable with their presence because of how their presence feels. But, I gathered all of the niceness in me and I forced myself to fake the kindness. As much as I love these creatures, the way that they feel when they are close feels so uncomfortable that it overrides all the love I have for them otherwise. I said nice things to them, even though it felt to me that I was lying, because they feel just that bad, even though I love them to bits.

I was being nudged again so I lifted one of my arms up and waved it a bit to let the Reptilian know that I was awake, even though I was already talking to them telepathically that I was awake, I wanted him to see that to be sure. The Reptilian stood there in my bedroom and I realized that they had woken me up like I had offered them to do. When I was woken up I rolled over to see what time it was on the phone, it was 11 PM, I would have thought it would be later but no it was only 11 PM so I had probably been asleep for about an hour because my bedtime is 10 PM.

There was nothing much really about the visit, only that they were in the hallway and I could see them in the other dimension in a mental image and feel their presence and energy. I talked to them a bit and said nice things to them. I let them know that it was ok that they had woken me up. It was a lovely visit.

We don't like that disco. - Hamish about the soft music I am listening to now

I look for my headphones and they are in another room so Hamish is going to have to be a bit patient, I am going to bed soon and the music will be turned off then.

Do they exist? - Hamish in my native language (NL) about a hedgehog baby
They exist. - me (NL)
Milk for the eggs there has been. - Hamish (NL) or something similar

There were two photographs in the newspaper of a hedgehog baby being held in a person's arms and being bottle fed and I kept the newspaper and brought it home to show to Hamish. The article ended up facing up and sitting on the bench in my hallway, I never found the right moment or time to sit down with him to show him the pictures and to tell him about it, I've been too busy and I thought that it requires a quiet moment when both of us are ready and not too busy. It has been sitting there for several days now and I know that one night the Zetas had showed the pictures to him and told him about it. Now when Hamish spoke and said "Do they exist?" he said that with his mental image of the baby hedgehog that is bottle fed in the picture, so that is what he was asking about.

Hamish mentions "cheese" and "vomit" rather often, it is because I have said years ago that he smells like "old cheese and vomit". I try... and try and try... to tell him that he "smells like a langoustine", and that "it is the right smell", but he just won't drop it.

Today he told me that he would be looking for a different job (than guarding my eggs), and he said he would like to be with his race to be with his father. Hamish thinks a lot about himself, his identity, his body. It is like a phase that human children go through, to figure out who they are and the body they live in, only that Hamish seems to be stuck in that phase. Today also someone, perhaps even Hamish, said about how Hamish was not able to learn Origami. Remember a few years ago when the Japanese associates were teaching Hamish how to make Origami? So I said that it is ok and that Hamish can do other things, that Hamish and me can look at goldfish and see the different colors, orange, red, and white fish. As we all know... Hamish isn't the greatest intellectual. But there is nothing wrong in that.

I was shown a beautiful mental image by Reticulans the other day. It depicted a room that the Reticulans have, with what looks like medical benches and a laboratory of some kind, the colors are pale and white and pale gray in that room. And in that pale gray white colored room, was a bright neon orange colored hunchback covered in toad bumps, moving naturally but more or less in one place. I had been asking the Reticulans to let me see Hamish. This was a mental image, but it was clear and it was beautiful to see him like that. I just saw his hunched back in the camel posture and his head would have been hidden on the other side.

Hamish, I live and die for you. My heart explodes because I love you, and you make my universe bigger, you open my eyes. The love I have for you is bigger (interrupted)

Would you like to have another pizza? I would have recommended that. Because I like that carton. It seems very heavy. - Hamish

I had another pizza from that same place I always have them from, a few days ago. I have them delivered nowadays, but you know how much Hamish LOVES IT when I walk from my home to that pizza place to get a box of pizza and walk home with it, and how he loves to tell me that he will help me carry it and he means that he would carry it on his back. He likes the pizza carton because it is red in color. I drew what it looks like in his thoughts when he offers me to carry the pizza carton home.

I also like their smell. - Hamish, he means the pizza
What does it smell like? - me
A bit like, crustaceans. Like me. IT SMELLS LIKE ME! - Hamish, "crustaceans" was (NL)

This morning when I was getting ready for work, I saw a mental image of Nordic Pleiadians in that meeting room I always see which is the one that has a lot of chairs like an audience and it reminds me always of an audience in a talk show. This Nordic looked almost passable as a human, almost like a Swedish or a Finnish child. This Nordic child could have walked among humans and been assumed to be a human, but when one knows that these are E.T.'s then it is obvious that way. And as soon as I saw this Nordic in a mental image (it was not in my home it was somewhere else), then Hamish did not waste a split second to tell them that he is a dominant race or how he said it. I love my dragon pooch he is the cutest. I should tell the Reptilians to wake me up tonight again, it was fun I enjoyed it, it was creepy because of how they feel but I love these things.

We don't like that dog. - Hamish
Darling, it won't hurt us. - me
It would need to be, annihilated. IT WANTS TO HURT US! It also smells bad, to us. - Hamish
I won't let them hurt you. And also you are hiding in another dimension. - me
My eggs said to me. About Langdon, Yes-No. - Hamish sways side to side when he speaks the second sentence

Hamish talks about the dog that I see at work some mornings, he had a mental image of it. He talks about the dog when he says annihilated and it wants to hurt us and it also smells bad to us, and I am also talking about the dog when I saw I won't let them hurt you.


Royal Fat Lizards pay a visit
Langdon regrets not adopting me
And I love Hamish (who knew)

August 12 2018, 7:34 PM - Last night I woke up in the night after I was having a vivid dream in which I met the Queen of England and Prince Harry and they were talking about how they were alien lizards and that I was one who could recognize them. [Added later same day: the Harry figure did most of the talking, and he was very wary of the Queen all the time and kept looking toward her as if insecure. He referred to the Queen by the title or name "Mum" or "Ma'am" which I found to be a bit odd since it should be his grandmother.] They also talked about how they need food in order to live. And I told them that yes I have seen these lizards and that I have named that species "Fat Lizards" and that I had not meant that as offending but that it was just a description.

[Added later same day: It pains me to involve real persons into my strange stories, however, The Orion Project is a documentary on aliens and alien behavior. I claim to encounter otherdimensional lizards of the species I named Fat Lizards who pose to be specific royal figures. Black reptilians have also posed as other royal humans. I suspect it to be because they want to be thought of as royalty, however, taking it to the extremes of impersonating actual people is a bit too far I think. Most Reptilians simply declare to me of themselves being "royalty" and "kings" but retain their true Reptilian figure. However, this is how members of the species of Fat Lizard behave, so I have to include it into my report. Omitting this detail since they are involving real persons, would be dishonesty toward my documentary.]

David Icke has talked about this. I would not be inclined to believe in any such things, but I am one who experiences it too. Let's just say that there are otherdimensional lizards who impersonate human royalty and that's all there is to it. Reptilians of many kinds love to declare themselves kings and royalty and as a superior race, so perhaps they are impersonating royalty so that humans would honor them as royalty. Little do they realize that if I ever met human royalty I would treat them the same way as I treat all human beings, with a lot of kindness and respect, but none more or less than to any other human. I also treat Reptilians with a lot of kindness and respect, so long as they do not hurt me. Thank god the Queen lizard did not do the energy vampirism though this time or I would have had a fit.

Langdon talked to me for a long time today and he was being melancholic. He claims that when I was a newborn baby, and I was born two months prematurely so I was tiny when I was born, that he held me. He remembered how I was screaming as a newborn baby and how he didn't know how to help me to have me stop screaming. Langdon talked about how he almost adopted me. He said that my mother had put me up for adoption and that he almost adopted me, and he regrets that he did not. He thought about what it would have been like if he would have dropped me off to the yellow American schoolbus in the mornings and had me living with him and growing up in his house and the things we would have done together as father and daughter, he thought of specific examples of family activities but by now I forget what those were that he thought of. And he told me, that now is the time, because, and I was worried when he said this, because of what? Is he dying? Or what is happening? It sounded to me like he was saying, that if he does not tell me these things now, then there never would be another time in the future, that is what it sounded like to me at least.

He feels very sad and melancholic and in some anguish when he talks to me these things. He also shared some of his memories from when he was young. He loved to go to festivals when he was young. There was so much he was trying to tell me about himself and about his life and about how I was almost his daughter. It makes me feel a bit angry and uncomfortable to be approached by this man with these ideas. Sure enough I have known Assistant Carlisle (Langdon) since I was about 16, but even back then he was always a bit awkward by crying and talking about how he has a daughter just like me.

Just a recap. When I was 14 I was in contact with Zeta Reticulan aliens and I got to see their UFOs, we talked telepathically, and I had real physical symptoms of abduction experiences. Shortly thereafter, I began hearing telepathic conversations from what seem to be U.S. military and men in black suits. Assistant Carlisle was one of those in that team, but he was always different from the others. In recent years I have learned that he has worked with the Navy on the topic of treating shell shock and trauma on recruits. I am under the impression that he is some kind of psychologist. And when I remote viewed him to find out more, I saw him working with the military on reverse engineering an alien UFO and that he worked with computers a lot in the late 1980's. In the beginning when I was a teenager he would always say that he has a daughter just like me and then he would cry, and now in recent times he claims that he almost adopted me when I was newborn and he has also said that he is my father hasn't he.

He has also said in recent times that he raised two daughters, Wiley and Susan, who are supposed to be clones of me, and that there is also a half brother. Someone else talked to me about Langdon today before he started to talk to me, and referred to him as "someone who plays golf". I have known that Langdon plays golf in Orange County, California, now that he is retired.

I would do just about anything in this whole world to meet this man in real life. And, if in any ways he really is my father, then by all means I will regard him as family. I am reminded of Tyler MacIntyre and now I am sad, Tyler MacIntyre was more like family to me than any of the other ones were. It is strange. I formed all of my emotional relationships to these men when I was a teenager, so the way that I relate to them stems back from those times when I was that young.

NASA team Jack suddenly told me earlier this evening something that the NASA team might have to arrest me or what he said. This is not the first time that he said this kind of a thing. NASA team Jack first showed up I think in my college years.

Hamish was with me to work today, and he was in a happy friendly mood, just being himself, a wonderful dragon. I think I found him slumped in the shower again this morning. He has taken a habit of spending time in my shower. I used to tell him many times that he may use the shower (as his toilet) and it took quite a while before he ventured into the shower, but now he seems to hang out there. Perhaps he does use it as his toilet, I do not know, since anything he produces would be in the other dimension. But I would allow it. I share my home with this wonderful Alpha Draconian Reptile. I would give my whole world to him.


Reptilians visit. And other news

August 10 2018, 10:25 PM - Last night when I was in bed I was visited by a group of new Reptilians. They were all bipedal and large and tall and in different dark colors. They acted brutal and hostile and offensive which is usual for Reptilians. I recall one time when I said something nice to one of them it made him smile and he was deeply moved by my words so he was smiling with his eyelids, the upper eyelids diagonally closed (with the outer corner of the eyes having the eyelid lower down, and the inner corners of the eyes having the eyelid higher up) and the lower eyelids horisontally closed halfway up, so that the eyes are not fully closed. I have a way with Reptilians, I know how to push their buttons to make them smiling.

Today a horrible thought went through my mind. I thought that what if Rhynchus is another Reptilian individual who has replaced my Sock Turtle Hamish. I started calling for Hamish "Hamish Tok Tok Tok Hamish Tok Tok!" for a long time, I asked Lasarus and a Mantid to help me to tell me if Hamish is ok and where he is. No Hamish all day. I did not see him or hear him. I had to get over my sadness and fear and get on with my day. And then, later in the evening, Hamish was with me and everything was back to normal. It is just that he has changed his name. I know that of course, he has told me that he has changed his name, and he is in every other way the same as usual, down to his Yes-No, talking about onions and hedgehogs, goldfish and koala bears, his back, and everything. But I just had a scary thought even though I knew it wasn't true, and I needed to see him that everything was ok. And everything is ok. My Dragon Turtle pooch is still with me and the world is fine.

It seems the aliens will want some man to get me pregnant very soon, coincidentally I just finished my period so I should be at my most fertile about now and the aliens seem to know it. Yesterday when the aliens mentioned this I asked them which man, and then I said to them that I should be allowed to choose the man.

A Dinosaur said today Deb Deb, so I said back to it Deb Deb Deb and asked him if he has had a bath or eaten something and if he is doing ok but we did not have a conversation.

Langdon told me today telepathically that I could go live with him and his wife, he also talked about how he had always thought I was like his daughter. He then said I have a brother living with Liutenant Jackson! I have known of Liutenant Jackson for all these years, I think I've known of him since the early times when I was about 16 or so but he has always kept a low profile so I know next to nothing about who he is and we have probably never had a real conversation. Of course I said I would go and live with Langdon and his wife! And I was cleaning some rooms at work today and Langdon, as if he could see me, asked if I could clean his house. I said of course let me know where you are and I will be there next week and clean your house. Nothing will come of it of course.

I would not document my experiences with military and men in black suits and aliens if it were not that I have had physical indication that these are all real, mainly in the real UFOs that other people have also seen and other alien abduction sightings with other witnesses which also ties in to the military and MIBs.

Didn't one say that I had a whole new team now? The old-timers are still around it seems. And Agent Brown was mentioned today.


The langoustines man

August 07 2018, 9:46 PM - I was shown mental images of frogs this evening when I lied down on the bed for a while, so they meant it as a reference to the Croakers (Dinosaurs) of course.

I then chatted with a Reptilian who has one large crested and this one also has a row of small or medium sized raised bumps that are the same dark brown-orange color as his skin and these bumps run along above each eye, the bumps have some nice spacing in between and are not closely set together, it is clearly decorative. I asked this Reptilian about why Reptilians have so many decorations on them, he started to explain it that Reptilians fight with each other and challenge each other and the one with the best decorations wins and that they like to look at each other to know which one wins just visually. We know this behavior from the many stories from Hamish, Hamish has said many times that he has "fought", but when I get worried and ask him to tell me more I then find out that all it was, was that Hamish had shown his very prominent and stylish back hump and that then declared him the winner of this "fight". Hamish wins a lot of Reptilian challenges just by having the awesome back.

Hamish showed me his goosebumps after that and he told me, in my third language, that they were his "freckles" [Added same day: or his "sun spots"]. How adorable, that Hamish called them freckles for the first time that I can ever recall. I told him that I think his freckles look good. It does look like freckles actually. He is such a cutie. He thought about how his mouth smells like "cheese" again, he just cannot let that go what I said years ago. I have tried to convince him that his smell is ok but he won't let it go.

I am with the langoustines, the race. And, my mouth wanted to say, Tok Tok Tok. - Hamish
I wanted to go with you Hamish, Tok. And, Tuk Tuk. My sweetheart. - me, "my sweetheart" in my third language

It's amazing that I have gotten to know Hamish so well and known him for such a long time, that when I see this extraterrestrial other-dimensional large red reptile, I do not see an alien or an animal at all, I see my best friend and I smile. To be able to look at this kind of a creature, and to really see the personality and a friend, that we have really gotten that far. Although to be fair, even since the very start I did think of him as an individual and I was never going to see him as just a Reptilian creature of some kind. I always knew this was a person, or, I just have a thing about me where I treat aliens as people, which is not that hard to do, when they are talking and expressing thoughts and unique personality traits, one just has to not judge a person by what they look like or to get stuck on the differences.

But I really can look at this Reptilian of the old Draconian race, and I do not just see a red colored big reptile creature with a big hunchback and flat duck feet and tail and goosebumps and the sixteen head buttons, I see a person, a person I know well, I know what things make him feel irritated, I know what things he fears or feels agitated about, I know what things make him happy or excited, I know what his favorite foods are, I know how he enjoys soft rugs or sofas or hiding under the tableholes, I know his intimate sexual thoughts about hedgehogs. I know how he breathes, how he smiles with his eyelids, how he wants to bite into my hand if he objects to something I said or did (or was about to say or about to do), I know when he sways with his upper body slowly side to side to show contentment and that he is pleased, I know the many click sounds that he makes and what most of them mean.

I know the memories he has shared with me about his mother and his father, I know about his former girlfriend Susanna and about their nest of eggs and Hatch-Its and about the Hatch-Its having the right smell. I know where he goes in a forest to place his shedded scales next to a fallen log on the leaves. I know how he loves to look at goldfish. I know how he wipes his flat duckfeet backwards after he has pood to wipe his feet clean. I know what he smells like. I know what his body secretes, sometimes also a small amount of a thick yellow fluid or the fluid from his goosebumps.

I know his phrases, such as "Yes-No!" and that it simply means "No". I know how he sees the world through his eyes, I know how he is aware of smells.

These people, they tried to annihilate us. Did you know about that? They tried to, wipe us all out at once! - Alpha Orion says to me about Alpha Draconians, "at once" means "one time" or "there was once a time when they did this" and not "all of us at the same time"
I know. It is sad. I don't like that. - me
They wanted to be better, and not be a pet. So do not treat them like that! - Dark Lord now
They don't want to be talked to like a pet. - the Dark Lord or Alpha Orion black alien
Hamish is not a pet to me. He is my best friend. - me

It should perhaps be weird, to be able to look at such a creature such as Hamish and not see it as an extraterrestrial or even as an animal, because I see a person. I see someone whose sense of humor I know, someone who has shared his memories with me. I know this person intimately well, and he should know me. It pains me to think that if any other human would see my Hamish, then they could not see all of these things that I have gotten to know about him over the years. I just smile when I see Hamish, there are so many reasons to smile when I see him.

Hello, we are hiding here in the Icelandic mountains. - a blonde woman says to me
Hello. - me
We are hiding here, amidst the ice. - a man from the Icelandic base, perhaps he is a Nordic
And we don't like them here, because they quarrel. - the man adds, about Reptilians
Me and Hamish get along well. Hamish and me never quarrel. We have a good friendship. - me
And, I don't like the onion, the onion smells. - Hamish, but first before he spoke, I caught a glimpse that his eyes were smiling, like a "blush", lower eyelids raised horisontally up and upper eyelids diagonally lowered, he was like a shy little boy when he then talked, and it was almost as if he just wanted to think of something, anything, to say, and as if he was feeling warm and touched and blushing about my words of fondness to him, or that is at least how I interpreted the situation, I could be completely wrong
Humans do not have for me an ovary, they said to me. - Hamish in my native language tells me, about the Icelandic Pleiadian people having told him
I would like to sit here, but they said no. And that is because, you have played with the dogs. I wanted to see that too, but they have said no to that to it. And, Tik!, Tik Tok! I wanted to see them play! - Hamish, he means he wants to sit on the sofa next to me here, someone told him not to sit next to me it seems, and I just finished playing The Sims 2 video game where I did have dogs in the families, Hamish had wanted to watch the dogs play in the game
Hamish. You are always welcome to sit next to me and to watch what I am doing on the computer screen. You are always welcome here my love. - me
I wanted to see them bite with each other. - Hamish about the dogs in the game

I love you Hamish.

My eggs wanted to say that to me. - Hamish

I now see a group of Pleiadian kind of people including that woman with white blonde hair, I recognize that this seems to be the same people who have that assembly room with the many chairs and Pleiadian Nordic children.

Yet, haha, he still refers to me as "the eggs". "The eggs" said this and "the eggs" did that. I'm not sure I am a person to him at all.

Hey! Quit talking to them! Hey! Quit yer yappin'! - some military human man says to me, this one I have seen lately, one of the military clothes he has is a dark green sweater

Today NASA team Jack talked to me telepathically and said what would it be like if he and I just got married. I said I don't know and I wasn't too impressed, or I think what I said to him was that then we should meet in real life or something like that.

What I want, is to just hang out with Hamish for some time in the same place. Just to be in the same room as him and do nothing in particular. I ask an Alpha Reticulan telepathically if I could be with Hamish in the same place, the Alpha Reticulan just tells me that I could eat yoghurt. Good night. I'm going to go to bed and see what Hamish gets up to when I go to bed.

We are crustaceans. Me and my dad. - Hamish in my native language, he feels pleased and happy and in a good mood when he talks
Yes, Hamish. You have told me that you are a langoustines, and also, that you are an old race. - me
Hello, we are with the director here. And, we cannot let you fool around with them. - some human to me about the aliens
Some of them are my best friend. - me
But, it still withstands, to not talk to them, the no contact order. - the man
One of them is my best friend. I would like to meet with him thank you. He won't hurt me, I have got the eggs! His job is to guard my eggs! - me
It is not about that. - the man concerned to me
Then what is it about? - me
The langoustines man, is pretty obnoxious. I just thought you wanted to know. He has wanted to strangle me, and yes, on several occasions. But! Yes! We listen to him! We have to. - Zeta Reticulan to me about Hamish, referring to Hamish as the "langoustines man", "strangle me" was in my third language
We are the butt-doctor. - Alpha Reticulan

Well the langoustines man is my best friend, he is the cutest thing there ever was. Good night.

A few minutes later: while reading through what I wrote, I notice yet again, if you read how Hamish talks, he tends to talk in past tense. You will see that a lot in how he talks. Actually, as I get to know Hamish, I talk to him in his way of talking. I would not say to him for instance, "Hamish I want to see you", I would say "Hamish I wanted to see you", "Tik Tik Yes" he says now as soon as I wrote "Hamish I wanted to see you". And I also do not tell him, "Hamish you are my best friend", I tend to say, "Hamish you were my best friend", I also tell him things like "I was fond of you", he listens now and he sways his head side to side slowly he likes what I am writing here about him. Sweetheart.


Croakers, Sloth, Nordics, Hamish, Rhynchus

August 06 2018, 6:50 PM - Hamish saw an animated gif clip of a sloth yawning on the computer screen and he asked me what it was, so I watched this video with him:

Today when I got home there was a Dinosaur in my home, so I said to him Deb Deb Deb Deb Deb, I referred to him as Dinosaur and he corrected me and said he is one of the Croakers. I am under the impression that Dinosaur and others are watching me closely right now because since yesterday I am menstruating, which means that any moment now I should have a new egg and be at the peak of my fertility. A woman has the highest chance of getting pregnant at a certain time right after the menstruation because that is when there is a new egg, or something like that. I think that is why there is a lot of activity and supervision from Dinosaur and others right now, more than usual.

A MIB was around when I got back from work, this man told me that "Rhynchus" had told him to have a baby with me. So I asked Hamish about that, Hamish said nothing, instead this evening Hamish and me ended up just watching a video about sloths like if everything was normal. All this fertilization and eggs and babies and possibly sex with MIBs going on but I don't know anything about that. I just watch a video about sloths with my dragon.

Hamish showed me his back today and in the way that he thought about his back it was to mean that his back is a backpack, like wearing a backpack with the straps, he refers to his back as the backpack sometimes.

Today I just randomly said Tuk Tuk and with a click to him and guess what, doing that made Hamish feel really happy. I could feel his emotions, and I knew that I had made him happy. And that just made my day. Did you know that it is possible to make a Reptilian happy? I know that now. These are not impossible creatures. Reptilians can be the best friend I ever had.

Today a Nordic was around but I dismiss their interests in contact with me. I also saw a mental image from that showroom or meeting room which has a lot of chairs, have I mentioned that before? I keep being shown a mental image of a room with a lot of chairs and these children sitting there who look like Nordic Pleiadian or part human children, I see these images often. I should start drawing these faces and people.

I hope Hamish ate some Toast today. He deserves some good Toast and Lunches and Snacks. Just because he has duck feet. No other reason is necessary.

Please. Call me Rhynchus. - Hamish

I struggle to call him Rhynchus. But I try.


New MIB and other things

August 05 2018, 4:43 PM - Today I got to see and talk to one of the new MIBs. It seems he has just signed up for this new job as on at least two occasions I caught him thinking about using the money that he will earn from this job to buy himself a new car, he seems to be thinking of a dark colored large SUV. He is tall and has black hair and brown eyes but is Caucasian I guess. He seems to be in his 40's. His energy reminds me of Dark Lords in a way, also I see the One Eye about him, so he could be a mirage of the Pyramid Agenda.

The guy asked me if I would take part in a threesome. I don't know if the aliens expect him and me to have children or something. The aliens talk about needing my "ovary" and "eggs". I told the man I wasn't interested. I don't know what is going on, let's just leave it at that.

A red Reptilian, not Hamish, and possibly Zeke, showed up at my work today (in the other dimension) and told me in my third language that he was with the "abduction team" or "kidnapping team". I told him I would be happy to go as long as it was ok with Hamish and I asked him to tell me where are we going. It is now a few hours later and I have not gone anywhere with this Reptile.

Last night I had a conscious memory of the alien abduction visit. I was in a place with the Reticulans that had lots and lots of small rooms, one of the small rooms had a tiny baby that was at least for the most part human, it looked frale and fragile and had some black hair and it was a girl baby.

Last night the Reticulans told me, perhaps because I asked if I could go there consciously, that I vomit when I get there. I said I don't mind if I have motion sickness or whatever that is. I have also asked the aliens today if they could please arrange for a meeting between me and Hamish.

It all is what it is, let's just leave it at that and go on with our lives.


Zeke the Reptilian visits
A whole entire new military MIB team?
And some more of my love to Hamish

August 04 2018, 10:19 PM - The other night, last night I think it was, a new Reptilian who said his name is Zeke was here visiting in my home in the other dimension. He was black and red in color I think, and I did not see that he wore any clothing. He was not a Dragon Turtle. He looks different from all other Reptilians I have met, a bit more slender and somehow pointy and narrow features. He was here because he wanted my eggs. I told him that my eggs are with Hamish and that I want to stay with Hamish, but Zeke stayed here anyway for a while. As far as I am aware, Zeke and Hamish did not fight. Hamish also did not seem to get upset but seemed to rather stay away. Everything seemed ok. Also one or a few other Reptilians or aliens from Zeke's team told me that they want my eggs, so I said to them as well that I am with Hamish and that it was Hamish's eggs.

I could feel the mind of Zeke as we were telepathically connected. His mind feels tremendously restless, stressed, and agitated, almost so much that I would say that he suffers. His thoughts run quickly through his mind, and he switches thoughts quickly from one to the next. He felt uncomfortable and uneasy visiting here. He felt like a tormented soul. The first instinct in a human might be to reject and not want to be near such a person and his mind, but I decided to embrace Zeke the Reptilian with the same amount of love and friendship that I have shown to all Reptilians who visit. So I said nice things to him, and I tried to express things in a way that would give his mind some calm. I even invited him to go stand in the closet which I have made into an empty closet space precisely for visiting Reptilians. Hamish does not use the closet but other visiting Reptilians have liked it. Usually Reptilians love to stand in closets, they feel safe and comforted by the walls closely around them. Hamish on the other hand prefers tableholes, which is the empty space underneath a table, too bad that I have got no tableholes for him here in our home, but I should get some just for Hamish.

Have you smelled my smell? It was a Yes-No to them, Tööt! - Hamish

Hamish said that to me. I don't know who "them" are, but he is here saying that someone has complained about his smell, and Tööt is one of Hamish's vocals, that he expresses in the form of a word instead of the sound, which he says when he objects to something.

Hamish? You have got the right smell... - me interrupted, as he says Tik! with excitement and happiness like a little girl!
I love you. You have the right smell to me. - me
I have mated with the langoustines. That is why I have got the back. And, that is also why my smell has gotten a bit ominous. Or, suspect I should say! - Hamish, that he has a "suspect" meaning strange smell
I think you smell like a langoustine, and that therefore it was the right smell! - me, he does another cheerful and excited Tik! like a little girl who got a puppy
I love you. I think you are perfect. You are always welcome with me. - me
Tik Tok! - Hamish
Tik!, Hamish! - me
Yes-No, that. - Hamish in my other language, he means the little sewing kit that I brought home unintentionally from work, it has been sitting underneath a pile of small papers on the bench in the hallway and he was also uncomfortable and aware of it since yesterday when it ended up there

Last night I dreamt that I met Assistant Carlisle, and I was remembering when I was younger about 12, I was even wearing the pink long thick night gown with the embroidered flowers on the chest that I had completely forgotten about but remembered now that I saw it in the dream. In that dream, I learned that Carlisle had chosen to think of himself as my father, and that he was trying to somehow be there for me in those nights when I was there somewhere else. I don't know what any of that means.

Last night or this morning, there was a monumental message from the people. A man told me telepathically that they have now replaced my whole entire team. Meaning that all of my guys, Aulis Greenshaw, Captain Marsden, Gillespie, Warren Allen, all of them would no longer be around, and I would have all of a sudden a whole new set of people. The guy who said this was thinking about himself having one or two silver colored stars on each of his shoulders on a uniform, but that does not mean that these are humans or even military or that they even would have that uniform.

Reminder, that a lot of people who experience alien contact, also experience sightings or conversations with human military and men in black suits. My experience is not unique, it should be pretty standard.

Ever since these people first appeared, when I was about 15 or 16, it has been the same team ever since. The only major difference has been in these past 20 years that Captain Marsden was the team leader in the beginning and Commendant Larsen replaced him some time after. And, of course, we have seen new additions over the years, and a few of them seem to have left, but most of them have been the same guys for all these years.

Lots of things have happened in their lives over these past 20 years. At least two of them have retired, Assistant Carlisle and Captain Stephens. Carlisle moved to Orange County, California, and Captain Stephens moved to the English countryside for their retirement. Some of them have children, such as Jacob Greene who has now got a daughter, isn't that amazing? And Major Cunningham or Agent Donovan Brown actually accomplished his dream of getting that blue Lamborghini, which he now has, as well as the Range Rover that he also has, and his personality has changed a lot, he has grown up and matured. There have also been illnesses. Tyler "MacDaddy" MacIntyre died from esophageal cancer. Greene is diagnosed with HIV. General Patton was given plasticides by the Zeta Reticulan team and contracted leukemia from that. And Derek was murdered because "he was a nice guy".

So now it is supposed to be a whole new team? The reason for that change as far as I seemed to gather or sense, even though it was not clearly stated by the man who said it, was something like that things were a bit more advanced or on a high level so they need a better team or something like that, and it all seems to have to do with abilities that aliens or alien hybrids have, we will just have to wait and see what more is revealed because I don't want to say too much ahead of time. I would miss my guys, somehow, but it is always nice to meet new ones, I like to pester the new ones and get to know them.

Alpha Reticulans have been showing me mental images of a Kermit puppet and it makes me really happy because they are too cute. And last night when I went to bed, aliens were showing me clear mental images of real frogs and it was too cute, really too cute it was so adorable and cheered me up tons. It is funny that when an Alpha Reticulan shows me an image of itself with a Kermit or a Mickey Mouse doll next to itself, it then dares to let me see itself too, it feels immune and confident that I won't be afraid to see the alien if I see the friendly puppet next to it. They don't realize that I think the aliens look far more cuter than the puppets do. Reptilians for instance are cute and adorable, aww, and I let them know that too. It is hard not to tell a Reptilian that he is cute.

Hamish was in the shower again this evening, when I went to wash my hands he was in the shower and when I left the shower room he told me he had his "mazu" there. Mazu is in the hybrid language poo. I told him it was ok and that he could. I want him to feel absolutely comfortable here at home and to use my things in any way that he wants to. Besides, any poo or shedded scales that he leaves behind are hidden in the other dimension and I won't see them.

Hamish mentioned food or Toast today, so I told the aliens that he was hungry and that he needed to eat. I saw mental postcards today of Hamish in Japan next to a fishtank with goldfish and he talked to me about if the fish have eggs and that those are girl fish with eggs, and another mental postcard of Hamish in an underground base, those scary long cylindrical tunnels lined with pale gray concrete walls and the orange colored light long lamp panels in the ceiling, I had nightmares of those very same tunnels as a child, and seeing the image and feeling it of Hamish in those tunnels is especially frightening, but I tell myself that this is the best friend that I adore so then it is ok somehow, I talk myself into it.

Time goes, and me and the military and MIBs are getting older. Will I ever see them all before it is too late? I already lost MacIntyre and Derek. I miss them. And how is General Patton doing? How do I get to meet them? Do I remote view them to see where they are and simply go visit them? What would they do if I suddenly was there? Anyone reading this is missing the piece of the history that is in my teenage years diary, my years of talking to these people and getting to know them and my UFO sightings and contact and conversations with Zeta Reticulans. I will have to type up those pages and publish it, because otherwise there is a piece missing. People reading should get to know these people the way that I know them, and it is all in those notes.

Hamish I love you. I am proud of your back. You have got the right smell. And I like your goosebumps. I like langoustines. And I have seen your back, and your goosebumps. You have lovely shedded scales, which you have washed and dried and placed down on your rug nicely, I have seen them sometimes. I wish you could have Hatch-Its and live with your race, and have all the food and Toast and Lunches and Snacks that you want and be happy and live a wonderful life safe and happy. I will do all that I can to ensure that you live a happy life. I am here for you and I love you.

We were not meant to be together, but because of the eggs we are. Nowhere would a human and a Dragon Turtle spend so much time together, any time together, but we have. We have shared all our thoughts and fears, dreams and wishes, joys and laughter with each other. We know each other more intimately than anyone else in our lives. No one knows me so well as you do dragon Hamish, and perhaps no one else knows you so well as I know you. I live and die for you in every second. I breathe with you together. I feel every nuance of your thoughts, emotions, and sensations. I feel your joy and your fears, your comforts and your discomforts, when you are feeling them. I see you through your eyes, and through my eyes. You are the greatest love I have ever known, or that there ever will be for me. You have changed my world forever.

Reptilians were meant to be evil and hated. I remember the first time that I saw you. And you stayed with me, to guard the eggs. And I discovered that I love you deeply. You are a beautiful person and I would die for you.

Did I change your life too, Hamish? Because you have changed so much since the beginning when I first met you. You used to be so brutal and dominating and you used to make threats of violence, you were just like how Reptilians are known to be, in the beginning when we first met. What happened to you, because of knowing me? Do you also love me? Do I mean anything to you? Have I too become a part of you, like how you are a part of me? Do you also breathe with me? Would you also save me, if you could, and only because you would be saving a part of yourself that lives in me? Do you feel any of the same, or are these only human emotions?

Did it mean anything to you, that I have been a mirror through which you have seen yourself? To share your thoughts and fears with me, and that I always listen? That you can always come to me and show me your shedded scales, and your back, and that I will always say to you that I am proud of you? Do you feel that I acknowledge the life in you, and that I cherish you? Do you feel yourself in my soul, like I feel myself in your soul? You are the most beautiful dragon and person in the whole world. I love you Hamish.

A few minutes later:

And we also know him as, and call him, Kemoro. - someone from the Japanese group says to me telepathically

Hamish, Rhynchus, Kemoro. The Japanese team that he visits calls him by the name Kemoro. I hope they treat him with kindness. I know that Hamish enjoys his visits to Japan because there are so many fish there for him to look at. I was contemplating on it today if I would go with Hamish to the aquarium house today, he might enjoy that. One day I will have beautiful fish for him.


My Sock Turtle

August 03 2018, 4:48 PM - I haven't seen much of Hamish lately. A few evenings lately when we have been at home, he has expressed concern about the dog that visits at work lately. Hamish seems agitated and uncomfortable about the dog being at work, so I think that made Hamish not visit me so much. I don't think Reptilians like to be around cats or dogs.

I watched some videos of goldfish with Hamish last night. He got excited to see the goldfish on the screen.

Last night Hamish needed to use the bathroom, if I recall he was asking me for a bucket or that he asked me where he could go. I told him that the shower would be a good place because the water washes everything away, also the shower is large enough for him to go there and the shower floor basin would keep things tidy. Hamish actually for the first time last night went to the shower, and he spent quite a lot of time there. I have suggested the shower for him many times before but this is the first time that I noticed him actually going there. Today when I came home from work and grocery store I needed to take a shower, and Hamish was in the shower. I asked him if I could have a shower and he stepped away from there.

Hamish hasn't been around for many days, possibly because of the dog. But today, all of a sudden when I could have least expected it, a big red Dragon shows up and asks me if I would like to see his goosebumps. I told him that of course I wanted to see his goosebumps! That totally cheered me up. I love this dragon. Reptilians are cute. It's so easy to fall in love with them. They are these big and adorable gorgeous creatures, in some ways they are like human especially because they talk and they walk on two legs, and in other ways they are like an animal. They have fun personalities, a sense of humor, they are interesting to watch.

Hamish likes to go to the kitchen in the evenings when I go to bed, and he will be checking out the trashbag to see what is there and he might tell me that he disapproves. Reptilians do not like trashbags, with trash in them, because of the smells. But the funny thing that Reptilians do, is that if there is a smelly trash they will go to stand right next to it instead of running far away from it. They will stand next to it and talk about how they do not like it and how much it bothers them. This is just one of the reasons why Reptilians are adorable things.

Hamish said something about "Liver" today, so I told Lasarus that I think Hamish is hungry. Lasarus or another similar white alien then said to Hamish to go to them and was calling Hamish by the name "Rhynchus"! So the other aliens have adopted his name as Rhynchus! But this dragon turtle will forever and always be my Hamish in my heart.


Casowar Reptilian visits
And Buttercups loves Rhynchus

July 28 2018, 8:04 PM - Yesterday evening when I had gone to bed, I was visited by a beautiful Reptilian of the "casowary" kind. Here is a link to a picture of what a cassowary bird looks like. A casowary Reptilian is a Reptilian that has a large central plate or comb structure on their head like the casowary bird. Reptilians refer to these Reptilians as "casowary" or "casowar". Whenever I see one (in a mental image), I am sure to compliment him on his beautiful decoration. Reptilians are vain creatures and many Reptilians have bright colors as well as natural biological decorative head ornaments, notably button hairs (Hamish has an impressive eight pairs, or sixteen buttons, most Reptilians with buttons seem to have one, two, or three pairs), or either one or three casowar plates. A Reptilian with three casowar plates will have one large central one and two smaller ones on either side of the large one. I told Hamish that I had seen a "casowar" as it was being referred to as to me.

If you did not think that Reptilians and reptiles could be cute as buttons then see a video of geckos, darn cute:

If I had a large garden where I could build a secure and very nice enclosure with living plants then I might like to keep a gecko as a pet, if I were entirely sure that I could provide it with a really good quality of life, because maybe Hamish would like to have a gecko here. In that video, when he saw a gecko licking its lips (I think the first appearance of a gecko that was licking its lips), Hamish told me that it wanted food. I also pointed to Hamish the gecko being born out of an egg, I told him that it was a "Hatch-It" hatching from an egg, and yes he was somewhat curious about that and then he mentioned eggs after that. I love watching animal videos with Hamish. It is one of the types of quality time we spend together, other than talking about his back.

I bought home some sushi which had avocado and pieces of what is called crabsticks in it wrapped in seaweed and rice with sesame seeds. A Dinosaur showed up in my apartment to tell me about the food either that it was the wrong food or that it had crustaceans, and after I had eaten it Hamish told me it had crustaceans. I told him that crabsticks as far as I know it is cheap white fish with red food coloring for people who cannot afford to buy real crab meat which is expensive, I told dragon. But he said that he could smell that it had some crustaceans in it. He asked me if it had had any crustacean eyes in it, I told him that I had not seen any eyes in the food, so he found some relief in that. (He thinks that crustaceans that are dead can still see if the eyes are still there, or if the eyes are removed from a lobster and put in the bin, he thinks that the eyes can still see the bin, or that eyes that are eaten can see themselves being eaten. I have told him many times and carefully explained that if an animal is dead then it cannot see anymore, but, Hamish has his own way of making connections in his mind, so at some point I have to leave him to understand the world in his own way.)

I apologised to Hamish profusely and very carefully, I told him how sorry I was if I had eaten crustaceans, and that I had not known that any were there. I told him that I "blame myself" (remember that phrase from the early beginnings of our Reptilian contact?) and that I "regret". I asked him if he could forgive me. He told me that even the ice-cream in my freezer was better to eat than that. And, he told me somewhat outraged but actually really not too upset at all, that I should stick to eating my "grasses" (meaning any vegetable foods), and I told him that yes, I would eat grasses.

He did not seem to suffer too much this time. I have seen Hamish at times feeling very devastated and traumatized from empathy where he takes onto himself the sensations that he imagines the crustaceans having and he suffers. Remember the hissy fit that Hamish had a few years ago, where he was completely upset and impossible to comfort? And it turned out that the hissy fit had been caused by me eating lobster a few days earlier.

I love you Hamish, and I would die for you, not that you know what that means. "Yes-No, die. I wanted to see you about the eggs. So, YES-NO!!, said Rhynchus!", and he wanted to bite into my hands when he said "Yes-No, die". See here, how he refers to himself as Rhynchus now? I called him Hamish earlier this evening and he said that it is not his name. I told him that I missed calling him Hamish. I would die for you Hamish, even if the gesture meant nothing to you personally, and even if it only meant that your beautiful beloved duck feet can stand ankle-deep in the water again and you can tend to your scales and back, in a world that is more safe to you, and in a world where you can continue to be the beautiful you who you are. "I don't think you like my smell. Or, otherwise you could see my back which I have inherited from my mother!", Hamish says and I see his beautiful face with the nostrils and his bumpy red skin and back. "Hamish, I have seen your back, and it was a proud and significant back, and I am proud of you turtle.", me. "I did not think that you have liked my smell.", Hamish. "Hamish, you have got the right smell!", he does a tiik shriek and growl in response to what I said, then he said I forgot the words he used and in what order, that his father had the same smell as he does. "Hamish has the right smell.", me. "Yes, and I have liked the crustaceans too.", Hamish. "I don't want to put them into a grave anymore. So, please do not eat any more of my little langoustines. I don't want them to be clubbed to death, or eaten.", Hamish says. "Yes-No!, about putting them into a bread. About, putting them into a Toast, and then eating them with your teeth!", Hamish.

"My old grandmothers, also had the back. And therefore we were an old race. I have been, with mine. And, also look at my duck feet.", Hamish sways his head side to side slowly out of content from the topic he speaks of here and closes his upper and lower eyelids partially to show that he smiles, the topic made him feel the love I guess we can call it and he was smiling. "Hamish, I am so very fond of your beautiful race of back turtles. I love you.", me. "Yes-No!", Hamish about something I did not hear the continuation that he spoke to this and he wanted to bite into my fingers again. Remember that he bites into my fingers to get my attention, and not to be aggressive, so it is his way of saying hey you!

"My Buttercups likes me.", Hamish says as I was going to write another ode of my love to him. "I love you Hamish. Buttercups loves Dragon Turtle. Buttercups loves Rhynchus.", me. "Yes, and also look at my back.", he says in the camel posture and turns around a bit to show me. "I have seen your back, Hamish, and therefore you were prominent. It was a proud back Hamish! And I have seen your back. Thank you for showing me your back, Rhynchus.", me to my Turtle. "I was not going to bite you, I said to my Snack! About your Toast! The one that had, mine-like. Mine-*click*-like!", Hamish, this was a happy click like a palate click, so it may have expressed that he loves or likes these crustaceans that he imagines there to have been in my food, little red or pink crustaceans.

"The Dinosaurs were not dominant, I said to them.", Hamish now declares. "I wanted to bite them therefore.", Hamish. So, here goes: "Hamish, Yes-No about biting Dinosaurs!", me... "Yes-No!", me adds. He now growls. "I love you Sock Turtle. I would do anything for you, you are my Turtle darling, I love you.", me. Notice that he never responds to when I say to him that I love him. So I don't think that he knows what that means, or what I would do for him, or give to him. My heart is the whole world that is his.


Lyran visit
And some Oven Mittens from Mr. Fussubus Shenanigans

July 27 2018, 6:37 PM - Since the Lyrans had been a topic of conversation the day before, it seems that was the reason why a Lyran decided to pay me a visit last night. I was in bed for the night and it was dark in my home when a Lyran talked to me telepathically. I should have gotten out of bed to take meticulous notes of everything that was said, but I have gotten lazy with that regard, also there is very little interest in my alien documentary so who am I writing this all for?

I was frightened of the feeling of the presence of the Lyran. In every encounter with a Lyran I have always been very frightened because of what I feel. I told the Lyran respectfully and kindly that I was afraid of the feeling of its presence. The Lyran then said something like, "And do you know why that is?", and he then said, that the reason was because he hates humans.

This Lyran, like other Lyrans, had a large bulbuous head with a pointy v-shaped chin. The skin color was white or pale gray, perhaps with that glowing turquoise that some white Lyrans have had. It seems that an original Lyran was the pink kind and it seems that the earlier pink Lyrans were closer associated with the pink Vega who created them, and that the white turquoise Lyrans of later kind were more detached from their affinity with Vega.

I forget all the many wonderful things the Lyran said. The conversation was immensely interesting and valuable, yet I did not write it down so I forget. I insisted to the Lyran that I was afraid of him and that I would want for us to be friends. I told him, that whatever disagreements may have been between Lyrans and humans, that I was one individual and that I would wish for me personally to be on friendly terms with him. The Lyran accepted this, and I felt relieved and I let go of some of my fear.

I made one request to the Lyran. That he would please respect that Hamish meant the whole world to me and to be kind and not harm my Hamish. I was worried that the Lyran might be hateful toward my Sock Turtle, like how Pleiadians and Nordics act toward the love of my life when they visit. To my utter relief and gratitude, the Lyran accepted and he would not have harmed my Turtle and he was kind to my Hamish. I told the Lyran that in my opinion humans are more harmful to other creatures than Alpha Draconian Reptilians are, I told the Lyran about how humans treat pigs, cows, chickens and other animals. To my utter surprise, proving furthermore that the Lyran could not have been a figment of my own imagination, the Lyran objected to my views on animal welfare by saying that these animals lived to be food, that it was their purpose and that therefore there was no problem. Me and the Lyran talked about it a bit and he would say it a few more times. We agreed to disagree on our views on animal welfare, and I declared to the Lyran that I regard him to be lacking in compassion and empathy, I told him that I have seen more empathy in the Alpha Draconian Reptilians toward little creatures, than I see in him now.

The Lyran ended up referring to me as "little sister", which I found to be heartwarming, and also a relief because it was a kind and sweet term for me which let me think that I was somewhat safe from being harmed by this Lyran who felt so frightening and dangerous. The Lyran was going to tell me about his ancient species, about their worlds and cities, and their vehicles of transportation which are like small cars on land in their home. I seem to recall that I had asked him what is the source of fuel for those vehicles, and he was indeed not going to tell me, and I had the feeling that such technology was not to be put into the hands of humans, or that we were simply too unimportant to know such things.

The Lyran talked about some topic which had me ask him why the Lyrans had taken part in the said conflicts, and the Lyran had admitted that Lyrans had taken part in wars because the Lyrans wanted to take over lands and the reason for that was because they had wanted to do gold mining there. The Lyran then said, that now in the aftermath now that they are looking back at their own history, today he would say to everyone to "never, no matter what, take part in any wars for any reason". I asked him, what about in self defense, but it seems my question was uncalled for. He meant what he said.

Ever since he first appeared, I had asked him to come back again some other time because I had to go to sleep, and because I knew I would be kicking myself like I am now for not writing things down and that I was too lazy or sleepy to get out of bed to write it down at this time, but he was eager to talk. At one point I got to see his face in a mental image close up. He had the most beautiful eyes. His eyes were very large compared to ours, and I sensed and I knew from looking into his eyes, that somehow, the size of eyes is related to the consciousness and "life" in a being, at least between us humans and the Lyrans this is so. His eyes are large, oval shaped with sharp corners on the sides, and the eyes are placed somewhat slanted. His eyes were all dark gray or almost black with no eye whites, distinct pupils, and no color of the eyes. The eyes looked as if they were made out of glitter, black with white glitter in them, and the eyes sparkled from that glitter effect.

I told him that he reminds me of the Zeta Reticulans and I asked him if there was a relation. There was a relation, one is made from the other or that both were made from a shared mutual ancestor, something like that, but that was far in the past and such. I should have taken notes, but I was too sleepy. It was a wonderful visit, although the presence of a Lyran is always deeply frightening, and every word he said was precious, valuable, and important.

I have seen Hamish today. He was beautiful, bright neon orange and fire engine red. I love him. I bought some avocado maki to take home with me after work. It is avocado pieces with rice and wrapped in seaweed sheets, made into a roll and cut into pieces. When I sat on the train with the meal in a plastic bag and on my lap, Hamish appeared on the train in the other dimension and he insisted to know if there were shrimp or did he say crustaceans there. (Sadly, the shop I bought them from does serve cut up pieces of crustaceans, so he must have seen that and gotten, understandably, devastated.) I told him "Yes-No!" and that I had no crustaceans in my food, I told him that it was avocado. I told him that I would never eat anything that looks like his race. I would give him the world.

Today I was sitting in the living room and working on a remote viewing target when someone suddenly said to me telepathically, "Do you need mittens?". I did not know what this was all about, but I said anyway to be polite to the stranger, "No Sir I do not need any mittens thank you kindly" or something like that. I was then shown a mental image from this person who turns out was a Dark Lord Mr. Shenanigans who was standing in my kitchen wearing large pink oven mittens and a pink baking apron and ready to take something out of the oven.

I actually do not have any oven mittens so when I have to take something out of the oven it is really difficult with a small towel folded many ways and it is cumbersome and I am afraid of burning my fingers. Mr. Shenanigans must have known that, that is the whole reason for his question and adjacent funny mental image. Dark Lords have a way of expressing things with a lot of humor. Perhaps they have watched humans for millennia "No we have not. We, we only wanted to have blood from the nose. We are hungry therefore. And, we wanted to bake with you. So?? Do not ever leave us alone? We would like baking with you?" he says. I do think that their sense of humor is used intentionally and that they have designed it based on their vast knowledge and understanding of the human species, and that they intentionally mean to be funny. I have made this drawing of exactly what the mental image was depicting.


Pleiadian Lyran wars, tells Reptilian
And my beloved Rhynchus dragon lobster

July 26 2018, 11:20 PM - I went to lie down in bed and with regard to what I wrote earlier (see today's earlier post below about Pleiadian DNA) a large red Reptilian who was probably not Hamish showed up in my home in the other dimension, I could see him in mental images. This one wanted to talk more about alien history, he spoke clearly and not exactly in English language, it was more as if he was sending me his thoughts in pulses or waves of forceful structured thought which also contained images and I knew clearly what it all meant. What he wanted to tell me was that an important part of the past history which I had not known, which according to him is part of the story of how Pleiadian DNA ended up in humans, is that the Pleiadians and Lyrans had been in war with each other, he also added that these Pleiadian Lyran wars had got nothing to do with his own, Reptilian, kind. I asked him who had started the wars, Pleiadians or Lyrans, and I am not sure if I got the answer or if I understood the answer.

He said a few other things as well, and he went to sit down on the living room sofa, I could see him in mental images and follow his movements even though I was in the bedroom and did not have a direct line of sight of him with my eyes at all. If I recall he also maneuvered my body in bed, he did not lift me up to sitting in bed but he turned my body strongly around. When Reptilians turn me or lift me up I think they do it to show power and act dominating and assert their dominant position in a hierarchy that they imagine between us, but when Hamish does that he has told me that he does that to "look at" me. I don't mind it, first of all it is physical evidence that the Reptilians exist, and second I think it is nice to be moved around by a Reptilian.

Hamish really insists lately that his real and new name is Rhynchus, and that this is the name of his species. I told him again the other day that Rhynchus is Greek I think meaning "nose" and that I think the person who gave his species that name should have named him after his "back" instead. I miss calling him Hamish, so usually I call him Hamish and Rhynchus in the same sentence. It almost hurts me to not get to call him Hamish, it has felt as if Hamish was gone in a way, but he is my best friend and I have to respect his choice of his new name, so I call him Rhynchus just to make him happy. He really is my best friend.

I was at the toilet a few minutes ago and using toilet paper after I had peed and I had stood up after wiping myself and wiped myself just once more while standing up and with my clothes down while standing in the open doorway (since I live by myself now, or with dragon), and Hamish saw me and he said in my native language, "For the eggs". He tends to look at my crotch and think of it as the eggs being there so this is nothing new.

In an ideal world I could live with Hamish in an Alpha Draconian base. I could live in a colony of Dragon Turtles, with red ones and yellow ones. There would be nesting grounds and little Hatch-Its that have the right smell, palate clicks and other vocals would be heard in the air, Dragon Turtles showing each other their backs and using eyelid positioning to communicate their feelings, Dragon Turtles building and tending to their nests and shedded scales. I would go with Hamish to the creek and we would put our feet ankle high in the water and look for fish and crawfish in the water. I just want him to be happy, with the things that make him happy. It is not fair that he has to follow me around. He deserves to enjoy his life in the way that a Dragon Turtle was meant to enjoy its life.

My beautiful Rhynchus, I love you more than anything. I love you Hamish.

Reptilians have such a bad reputation. How was it possible to become so close to one and to love him so much? But, look how cute:


I have 16% Pleiadian DNA

July 26 2018, 7:30 PM - Yesterday the black Reptilian said "Languish Muuur" and yesterday evening the black Reptilian or a Dark Lord said "Langmuiir" which to me sounds like a mashup of the two words.

I met a woman today and I was struck by her unique appearance, she has the biggest blue eyes and she looks very Nordic but in a different way. I thought to myself that she looks Pleiadian. Some alien then said to me telepathically about this woman that she has 12% Pleiadian DNA. To me that sounded like a lot, I also wondered how they would know. I then asked the alien, not knowing who this alien was, about another woman I knew who I think is Egyptian, and was told that this woman has 5% Pleiadian DNA. That sounded to me like a big difference. I asked how much I have, and I expected it to be less than the 12% of the first woman, but I was told that I have 16% Pleiadian DNA. I managed to reconcile with my number by reminding myself that as far as I know I am 100% Finnish which means 100% Nordic so perhaps it is not too difficult to understand. I then asked about a man I know who is from Africa, and I was told that this man has "less than 4%" Pleiadian DNA. Recap:

Woman from a small European country: 12%
Woman from Egypt: 5%
Me Finnish heritage: 16%
Man from Africa: less than 4%

I asked the alien to tell me what the remainder of the DNA consists of, what groups for instance, but even though I asked several times I was not informed, they were highly reluctant to tell me this, so I am left to presume there is something there that I am not meant to know.

Personally I would have thought that humans of African descent and humans of European descent would be genetically very much the same, I am by no means a racist (I almost dated a black man once so that should prove it), but seems that the genetic differences between Africans and Europeans is more than just the color of our skin. I only have these four numbers to work with, but since a woman who is brown or tan colored from Egypt has almost the same number as a man from further down south in Africa, the Pleiadian DNA looks to be a mostly European phenomenon.

However, before we get too outraged by that vast difference of Pleiadian DNA, let's remind ourselves of another interesting DNA concept. Scientists have found that many Europeans contain a few percent Neanderthal DNA, and that people from Africa contain no Neanderthal DNA. My sources have said that Pleiadians first created the "red haired giants" which by all means I suspect to be the Neanderthals who were red haired giants, then the Pleiadians created the tall Nordics who were blonde. The red giants had been placed by the Pleiadians into mainland Europe, and the tall blonde Nordics were primarily placed into Iceland where they still live in secret locations and not in public. So since Neanderthals were most likely created by Pleiadians, and to have Pleiadian DNA in them, and Europeans contain a few percent Neanderthal DNA and Africans contain no Neanderthal DNA, then it forms a perfect parallel to the prevalence patterns of Pleiadian DNA in Europeans versus Africans.

Let's also remember that I have also learned from my sources that the original Jews were Starseeded by the Vega. This topic of aliens starseeding human populations is incredibly fascinating, and somehow delicious, I feel like learning this material quences a thirst that I did not know I had for this knowledge. Vega have created many species and populations, the ones that I know of include: the beings known in Christianity, Judaism, and Islam as Angels; Pleiadians and/or Lyrans I forget; the ones I call blue kings who are known in Hinduism as Krishna and others; and the original Jewish people. What is interesting also is that Jewish people speak the same language as the Angels. We also note that the blue kings of Hinduism treat Ganesha as their creator God, and that Ganesha looks exactly like the little pink cuttlefish which is what the Vega look like, and that the Angels once asked me if I wanted to see their creator God and they showed me Ganesha, so it all ties in to a beautiful happy family, and it also shows that Jewish people have a direct lineage to beings who are close to God or Gods. The Jewish people are the only humans in whom I have been informed of having a design of that nature so I regard them as very special and divine humans. Not surprising, not to sound racist, but a lot of Jewish people, especially considering their small population, they are inventing and creating so many valuable things for humanity, and not to sound racist but every Jewish person I ever met had superhuman intelligence and learning ability and creativity. I personally believe it to be due to the closeness to Vega. But these are only my personal beliefs and experiences and I by no means wish to rewrite anyone else's beliefs. I will write a book about this one day.

Let's remember one more thing. When I met Amrishtad a few years ago, he was one of the blue kings, he told me about the time when his people had arrived on Earth and given people in India their knowledge of how to live in a paradise, and they had given the people white scrolls that were in gold scroll holders which were ornamented with an eagle with its wings spread to the sides and the swastika. The swastika is an important and benevolent symbol in Hinduism and means only good things. Hitler who wanted to destroy the Jews used the swastika in its mirror image as the symbol for his campaign, similar to how some satanists use the holy cross of Christianity upside down as a symbol of the antichrist. Why would Hitler choose an anti-symbol of Hinduism for his Nazi movement, when it was the Jews and not the Hindus that he was going after? Could it be because the blue kings brought the original benevolent swastika to Earth, and the Jews and blue kings are connected to a large family through the Vega?

Please enjoy this wonderful video from the stories in Hinduism, about when an army of ape people lifted stones to build a bridge from India to Sri Lanka. Incidentally my sources have also mentioned armies of ape people who were used to carry stones and fight in armies. Notice the appearance of Ganesha at the time 7:35 in the video, looking quite a lot like my sightings of Vega. Also notice the flying spaceship. The stories in Hinduism have a lot of alien encounters and starseeding.


Languish Muuur

July 25 2018, 8:08 PM - I saw a mental image of the black Reptilian today. He was wearing his close-fit purple suit again and looked to be in a spaceship or such. He said to me several times telepathically, "Languish Muur", and he said "It means the Delta team have come". I recognized the word Languish from earlier words he has told me before, but Muur was a new word, in fact it would more correctly be written Muuur, so why not. Languish Muuur.

I asked the aliens to let me see the Alpha Remulan, so within seconds they let me see this beautiful creature in mental images. It was in a dark room and on the floor, I saw its round black eyes shining in the dark, the eyes look like two grains of black caviar. It is brown in color and wears no clothes, it has two arms with raised elbows, the arms fold at the elbows, most of its body lies against the floor but the long neck region and head are raised. The head itself is proportionally small.

The Alpha Remulan talked to me telepathically, it told me that it is waiting for them to give it thin sliced slices of food that appeared to be meat judging from the image I had from its thoughts, like thin sliced meat. It also told me that his kind had been taken away from puddles that were on the ground in its home world and that now they live here, he also told me about how the aliens there call him, well I have to translate it from my native language, I hear Hamish referring to Alpha Remulans as mosquito, the aliens call Alpha Remulans names that refer to bugs or critters but it is in a condescending way and not said with love and affection.

I said nice things to the Alpha Remulan and I told him that I hope that he gets to eat something soon. I asked him if he was being treated well. When we first met today, he was slumped and mostly motionless on the floor in that room someplace, his right side close against the wall beside him, and dreaming about and hoping for the time when someone will come in and hand him something to eat, dreaming about food, keeping good spirits and being happy, but they live in this situation, the Agenda aliens have taken them onboard and I wish the Alpha Remulans were treated much better than this. When I had talked to the Alpha Remulan for a few minutes, the creature seemed to raise its head up a bit and it looked toward me with its shiny black caviar round button eyes and seemed to become a bit more lively and activated. I told the aliens to please feed him, and I think that they did. The Reticulans also feed my Turtle Hamish when I tell them to, at times when I find Hamish dreaming about food and I suspect that my tortoise is hungry.

I have been shown mental images of Kermit and a Dinosaur today. The aliens continue to take a tremendous interest in the foods I eat, they forbid certain foods for me and tell me that it is bad for the eggs. I had bought some pork cuts the other day and Hamish and a Dinosaur were forbidding it for a long time but I ate it anyway, mostly the Dinosaur did the talking telling me that eating it makes the heart stop, which I told him that I know is true that people die if they eat too much meat like this, he also said it was too salty which I am sure that it was because it came already salted and with spices from the store. I assured them that I eat meat like this very rarely, which is true. I told them that I would surely not die from just this once.

Every once in a while Hamish shows up and I see this magnificent bright neon orange and fire engine red Reptilian with his beautiful rows of orange blunt head button pairs and turtle back and flat red duck feet and orange goosebumps and those big wide open yellow eyes like the headlights of a car and he looks at me, and I greet him kindly and I tell him that I was happy to see him and that I love him. Today he had retreated to his creek but he looked at me remotely from there and I saw him in one of those what I call mental postcards, which is when he looks at me from a remote location and in the process I see a mental image of him in his surroundings, which is just like getting a mental postcard from my Hamish. I love him so much.

In the past months, every time it seems that I have bought one of those lettuces that come in a small gardening pot with soil and it tends to sit on my kitchen counter, a large green Mantid will appear in my home fully visible in the other dimension and he is very tempted by the lettuce and tells me that he could eat it, he will then walk into the kitchen and stand beside it looking at the temptation. I always tell the Mantid that he is welcome in my home and that he is welcome to eat the lettuce because it is organic, I tell him to only eat organic lettuce because other lettuce have pesticides and insect poisons and other toxins, but when the lettuce I have is organic I tell him it is ok for him to eat it. I never notice any bit of lettuce disappearing from my home, but it would be nice if it did.

The many different species of aliens who are bundled together whether they like to or not in the Agenda group mostly think about their food. I have a suspicion that it is not just a strong instinct in them to ensure that they eat, but I have the feeling that their organisation may be restricting the food allowances just a little bit in order to give their various workers incentive to do work, in Hamish's case this is most certainly true, because the only reason why Hamish is guarding the eggs is because they give him his Liver Snacks and Toast. However, even as a human and even though I have always got plenty of food to eat and never have to go hungry, I too spend a large portion of my day thinking about food, planning about food, cooking, eating, and doing the dishes, and also shopping or taking out the trash after the food packages, so I am just the same. I also work to get money to buy food, however I never have to rely on someone else to give me the food, instead I am given money, and also I have always got plenty to eat and I can eat as much treats as I want.

I love Hamish more than anything. The other day I caught him sitting on my bed, and when he saw that I saw him he said "My bed". Sometimes Hamish says "My" or "Mine" about nouns not because he is claiming them, but because he is narrating me, sometimes "My bed" when he says it simply means that it is my bed and not his. I have known this beautiful pooch for seven years now so we have figured out a thing or two about each other by now.

Languish Muuur.


MIBs in another overtone
And The sadness, the emptiness, the loss. (I folded Hamish's rug in two)

July 08 2018, 9:16 PM - I had a most interesting experience last night in the early morning hours. The early morning hours about an hour or so before waking up has a higher likelihood of producing a lucid dream, which is a dream in which one knows one is dreaming or is fully conscious and lucid dreams are also easy to remember vividly when waking up shortly after.

In this lucid dream I was in a somewhat small office room. The room seemed to lack many of the types of furniture or things that an ordinary office would have been expected to have, so it was a somewhat barren kind of a room. The room was also somewhat rectangular instead of square shaped, giving the room a bit of a corridor kind of feeling, but more cozy than a crammed feeling. The walls and floor seemed to be a dark blue or black coloration, at least the room was not brightly lit or white. I do not recall seeing any windows. I was seated by a table. I was accompanied by a man who was blonde and appeared to be in his late 30's or early 40's I would say.

The man told me that we were in the presence of, and he listed it in words in a long sentence which basically said "the Army" but it was part of a longer sentence, it was somewhere between five to eight words I think in that sentence, meaning a longer way of saying "the Army" but as a full or proper title, I forget now what it was. And this presence meant the man who was sitting to the left of us nearby, that man was there to be the "presence" of "the Army", as a representative, there to see or to listen to what me and the blonde man would be doing in this room. The blonde man seemed to be telling me about it as if almost asking for my permission or checking if it is ok with me, but of course I had no issue with it.

The Army man seemed to be in his 30's, so not very old, and he was facing forward in a way that meant that we were to his right and he did not look straight directly at us nor do I recall him saying anything to us.

The blonde man then proceeded to place a paper or some papers in front of me on the table, these papers were full of alphabetical letters and a stream of numbers were there, my task was to see the numbers in amidst the text. I was under the impression that they were testing my remote viewing skills and that this open test, since I was able to see the paper with my eyes, was just a start.

I want to say that all of that could have been just a lucid dream. For instance, the day before the dream I had thought about a person that I know who knows a lot about the military. And the paper reminds me of an advertisement I saw just a few days ago which was such a similar word puzzle with lots of alphabetical letters and some words could be traced among the words.

However.

I woke up from that dream and was back in my room in my real life. And I asked these men telepathically, thinking just in case it was one of those MILABS encounters, where they were and such. They were talking to me but by now I forget what we said when I woke up, I should have written it all down! But one thing they did say that I remember: when I asked them where we had been, they told me they were in another "overtone" or "overtune", I heard it clearly then but I always forget whether it was "overtone" or "overtune". I would let it all go as a lucid dream, if it weren't that when I was back in my home they said it was in another overtone. So I cannot let it go and had to write it down.

The aliens are real because they are connected to UFOs which in turn are verifiably real. The military and MIBs seem real because they in turn are connected to the aliens. The aliens who by all means would be real by association to the UFOs that are real, say that they are in "another overtone" (or "overtune", I forget which they call it). The overtune is another parallel universe to ours. That is where the aliens are inhabiting or hiding, and presumably it is to the other overtune that people are taken who go visit the aliens, and, presumably the military are also using the overtone for military abductions and other reasons to dwell there. Let us remember that the Dinosaur (green amphibian like extraterrestrials that look like frogs but are called Dinosaurs by the aliens) has said that the overtone is another parallel world because "the atoms of the body oscillate at a different frequency".

So was I visiting there and I happened to remember it? Why would I usually not remember it? Do I go there at nights but they do not let me remember, or that I cannot remember? Aliens talk about taking my eggs which implies that me and them are in the same space often. (Pleiadians now want to talk, about this, but I am going to ignore them. I see a tall Nordic Pleiadian with long silver hair and wearing a purple turquoise jumpsuit that looks like a diving suit, the bone structure of this alien, assuming it has bones, makes it look a bit "awkwardly giant like", a long back and long legs. I am not sure if it was a man or a woman.)

Please, stop with the unpleasantries! - the Pleiadian says to Hamish, Hamish must have said something unpleasant to the Pleiadian first
Shuuraah!!! - a white alien announces

Shuurah of course means "eggs" and "future" both, it is in the language that the black Reptilian uses, but this was a white alien: white alien means Zeta Reticulan, Alpha Reticulan, Zeta Remulan, or sometimes a white hybrid, I say white alien when I am not sure of which of these races it was.

So. Hamish was cute yesterday but it broke my heart. I thought I had misplaced and lost my external harddrive, so I had to fold Hamish's snuggy rug over itself to fold it in half so that I could place a chair on the floor in front of the closet in my room so that I could carefully inspect the upper shelves to look for the harddrive. I would of course not place a chair down on his snuggy rugs, nor did I want to simply pull the rug away from there, so folding it was what I chose to do, to fold it aside. I then searched the shelves frantically, and to my great relief I found it on the shelf behind some books.

I must have folded back his ruggy and shifted it to be perfectly aligned on the floor again after removing the chair, I do not think I would have left it like that. So anyway I returned to the living room to sit by my computer, happy to have my harddrive again. Hamish then asks me if I had wanted to show him some boxes, "Tiiik! Do not think that I am dumb!", he says now. "Hamish, I have never thought of you as dumb. I am proud of you dragon, you are the smartest I know.", me says and he bites into my hand and I catch the smell of him. (He bites my hand to get my attention or to object to something, he does not bite my hand to show anger or to hurt me.)

Because I had been looking inside some boxes I had in the shelves and cupboards searching for the harddrive, and so when I had left the closet door open and there were some boxes on the lower shelf visible, Hamish had thought I had rummaged around there and messed up his rug because I had wanted to show him the boxes that I had been looking into to search for the harddrive.

I had disturbed his rug. His own private space, his most beloved ruggy snuggles nest.

We are not Turtles. I was saying, Yes-No to that! - Hamish, he wants to bite into my hand when he says Yes-No
Hamish. I know that you are a langoustine. - me, even though I do not agree, he looks more like a red soft-shelled turtle than a langoustine
I love you Turtle Sock. - me
Did you sense my smell? About my autograph. It was my sense of smell here. - Hamish
Tik, Hamish! It was the right smell too. - me says and I sway my back side to side a few times to show him content about the topic, content meaning that I was feeling content about his smell, content or pleased

I had invaded on his space, his rug, I had been so frantic to find the harddrive that I had not even told him that I was going to disturb his rug or asked him for his permission, I had just hurried there and folded the ruggy in half over itself to place the chair beside it to rummage in my closet for the harddrive. And he had watched me do that to his rug. Something in me knew that he must be heart broken. Imagine if you destroy the nest of a bird, and the bird feels homeless. The sadness, the emptiness, the loss. Like a bird who had made all that work in collecting the twigs and placing them nicely to have a safe nice nest to sit on and to build a home and a family there, all the work and the planning and all of the fond memories of home. All gone, wiped out, because I had folded that rug in half and disturbed it. I imagined the feelings he must be feeling. Was Hamish feeling violated, disrespected, robbed, as he had watched me fold his ruggy in half?

He loves that rug ever so much. It even smells like him, he says. He places his shedded scales there, and sometimes when other aliens from other far away teams visit us, then they like to squat down beside the rug and very respectfully check out his shedded scales on it in full awe like if it were a prized collection of marbles or a beautiful accomplishment. Other aliens they know what it means. And Hamish he knows what it means. I am only trying to know what it means, but I do show it respect, because I love him so. But now I had disturbed his ruggy nest without even telling him first, I had been so devastated from the thought of losing my external harddrive that I was panicking and completely did not take the time to talk to Hamish about needing to brush aside his ruggy for a while.

And all the pooch dear dragon said to me was, "Did you want to show me some boxes?". I imagined how he must be feeling, he had watched me destroy his world, yet he was kind and he asked me about the boxes. I had ruined his home, his favorite object and thing that he has here at least, his beloved prized ruggy snugs, and he was just living in that ruin and loss. Living with that fate of a disturbed rug, and asking me if I had wanted to show him the boxes. That broke my heart.

I told him what I had done, and I profusely apologized for having disturbed his ruggy.

It was not my nest. - Hamish
He doesn't need you anymore!!! - the Pleiadian yells angrily from where he or she is at, to me about Hamish
I need Hamish. - me
What do you need him for? - white alien seems to ask me
He is my best friend. - me
Tuk Tuk. - Hamish
Look. I do not have bones. - Hamish in my native language
Hamish is a langoustine dragon. - me to Hamish

He then placed a sliver of shedded scales down on my right side shoulder, this sliver looked different from the other scales I have seen, this one looked mangled and withered and crooked, it was a long narrow sliver of shedded scales. Other ones have always been full sized and not looking old and withered like this. He placed that sliver of white crooked dead dragon skin down on my shoulder, I was disgusted by it of course but I did not know if I should feel thankful, but as I always do when Hamish places a piece of his shedded scales down on my body, I thanked him for sharing his beautiful scales with me. (The full extent of what this gesture means, and what I am meant to know or to feel about this, is not know to me, but I try.)

I offered him that I could come and help him arrange the shedded scales on his rug again, I imagined that folding the rug in half must have ruined the arrangement of shedded scales that he has there on the rug in the other overtune dimension. Of course I would not know how to even touch the scales to arrange them, but I still had to offer him my help. I do not know what mess I caused on the ruggy, but I do know that Hamish was never angry with me. I trespassed on his most important rug and I probably ruined his careful arrangement of scales on it, and he had only watched me do it, and he had remained calm and he was the sweetheart he always is, my Turtle.

Hamish then slumped on the rug in the camel posture, meaning that his back is facing up, and his face was facing into the wall, so he was on the rug a lot after that, but he seemed to be just standing there squatting down close to the rug but not lying down on it.

I would give him the world. This is a real person who is the most adorable sweetheart there ever was. I love him so much. I have never known this kind of love before. I want to keep his world safe. I should never disturb his rug again. After all I learned not to wash it. He likes that his rug smells like him. It is his place, his nest.

What would his life be like if he could have been allowed to live naturally? What kind of a life would give him happiness and a feeling of fulfilment?

I would not want to rub my socks on that thing anymore, would you please remove it? However, you are not in any kind of a big hurry to do that. I have enjoyed having it there! It was my nesting-eggs-mother. Mine, yes, Tik! Mine, it was mine. It was my nesting-eggs. It was mine, therefore, Tik! It was with my mother, I have shown it my legs!
Hamish, are you done with the red rubber chicken? Should I place it somewhere else? - me
It smells like me now, and that is therefore that I have rubbed my legs on it. - Hamish
Where should I place the chicken? - me, I say swaying my shoulders side to side twice to show I am kind and happy about the topic and to him
It was going away now. - Hamish says while thinking of sliding one of his flat red duck feet down against the red rubber chicken that sits on his rug
I love you Hamish more every day. You are just lovely, you are such a beautiful thing. I love you Turtle. My beautiful Hamish. - me, and Hamish sits down on my bed while I say this
I have not found any labia on it. It was therefore not mine. - Hamish says sitting on my bed while I am in the living room on the sofa
Where would you like me to place the eggs-mother-chicken? - me
Where I said. Right there. - Hamish he means on the rug
And Yes-No chocolates. They are nauseating me there. Yes-No, Tik! Yes-No. And did I say nauseating? - Hamish refers to the big back of peanutbutter cups chocolates that is in the closet actually real close to his rug even though the door would be closed so he would not see them, I understand now that their smell must be obvious to him
I will remove the chocolates. - me, and while he said Yes-No at one point he was showing me his back to emphasize that he has some power when he asks me to do something
So. The chicken stays on your ruggy snugs, and the chocolates have to go somewhere else. - me
I was planning on it. - Hamish quite serious and calm
Alright. I will follow your plan. It sounds like a good plan to me. - me
Thank you for giving me the eggs. They are more important than our own reproductive organ. - Hamish, first he grabbed at my hands with his both hands but gently! then he spoke, and this is yes a rare full sentence from him of a type that we do not often see so well expressed
I love you. You are my turtle dragon. - me
I was knowing of my smell. And now I know that you are too. Tiiik-Tok! - Hamish, this Tiiik-Tok was a beautiful sound and I haven't heard a vocal quite like this one before, it sounded like something nice to say

Ok so the rubber chicken stays, and I need to move the peanutbutter cups into the kitchen I guess, or into the hallway closet.

I apologise Hamish that I had left the chocolates in the cupboard close to your rug. I apologise therefore. I never meant to disrupt your sense of smell. Next time when you need me to make small changes, or big changes, just to make your life a little bit better or easier, then always tell me. - me, I wanted to say more but am interrupted by that he leans his head down to show me his head buttons, but why now?
I love you Turtle. Always tell me, when you need something, anything at all. - me
I don't like the pizza cartons anymore! - Hamish says but he sways his head side to side to show that he is kind while saying it
Is it because of their smell? I can remove them faster. - me
Why are you too nice to them? Why are you? Why aren't you upset with them? Do you know what they do here!! - the Pleiadian to me, upset "with them" or "at them"
Hamish is my best friend. He is welcome in my home. - me
He places his shedded scales on the radiator to dry them. And then they go bone white. And he dresses himself with them, he tries to place them back on himself. - Pleiadian to me about Hamish
Thank you for telling me this. - me
Tiik, Tik Tik! - Hamish
I will bite them! Those Turquoise! - Hamish about Pleiadian
Hamish it's ok. I am with you, Turtle. I love you Hamish. I was with Hamish. I was with Hamish. - me
I was not, snuffed, radiator. It was mine, socks. Mine lovely. - Hamish about the shedded sheets that he has dried on the shower room radiator and would have placed on his leg and foot as a sock

Is it just me or is this Turtle Dragon just lovely? I am truly blessed to have this amazing person in my life. He is so quirky and cute and beautiful. He makes me laugh and happy every day. It is the greatest joy in my life.

Hey! Are you sure about that? - a MIB with blonde hair, not the same as at the night, unless this one was the Army guy there, I don't know
Hello who are you? - me
Just with the Pleiadian team. And, we have been assigned with to watch you. - the man, this one is human
I have one request. Please respect that Hamish means the world to me. - me
Sure! Yup! And then we are taking you out here to the Battle at Syracuse! - an Illuminati Hybrid it seemed

I find myself taking the trash out more often because before I go to bed I need to make sure that the home is "Reptilian friendly", meaning no smelly trashbags. The problem is that a Reptilian, and not just Hamish does this but other Reptilians will do exactly the same thing as well, that if there is a bag of kitchen trash in the kitchen, then while I sleep at night the Reptilian will be seeing that trashbag and looking at all the things there, not necessarily rummaging through it with their hands, but noting all that is there. When a human puts trash into a trashbag we discard it from our thoughts and it is already considered "gone" by us, as if it does not exist anymore. But a Reptilian is aware of those things as being there, and trash things bother them a lot.

All is well with me and with Hamish. And I am very happy to have a dragon in my life. Oh and by the way, to my disappointment and sadness, Hamish has started calling himself by the name Rhynchus in the past days or weeks. If I call him Hamish he says that his name is Rhynchus. I have asked him if he is the same individual as Hamish, and he is. Some bastard human thought he was being clever by giving Hamish a scientific name which at least has a part of Rhynchus and now Hamish has taken that new name to heart. What kind of an idiot names Hamish's species after the Greek word for "nose"? Hamish says it's because he does not have a nose, or snout to be more exact. But how could anyone not name him after his very prominent hump back, or even the magnificent beautiful pairs of blunt orange crown buttons along the back of his head, or his fire engine red color, or flat duck feet? Why name him after what he does not have (a snout or a nose), when he has got so many beautiful decorative and highly unique things on him? Please Hamish, don't call yourself Rhynchus anymore, I miss calling you Hamish but I have tried to be respectful to your feelings of having a new name, but you will always be my Hamish with me, always my Hamish and nothing else.


Hamish is the man in my life

July 02 2018, 9:03 AM - Now that I have the apartment all for myself and Hamish now that my flatmate has moved out, I am able to leave out the strange things that I have out for Hamish and not have to worry that anybody would ask questions. I can finally decorate the place not only for myself but also for my dragon. I can now leave his red rubber chicken on his snuggy rug at all times. I have also placed a small white porcelain tortoise on his rug next to the chicken because I bought that porcellain tortoise because I love him.

I placed our anniversary red rug on the living room floor so that I could vacuum it and as soon as Hamish saw that I placed it down he was very fond of this rug and wanting to snuggle it with his feet and his eyes were smiling so warmly and fondly, I told him to be patient because I want to vacuum it properly first. After vacuuming the rug I placed it on the shower room floor. I have kept it folded up in the closet because I don't want other people stepping on it, but now that this is mine and Hamish's home I can place more of his things out. I told Hamish that it was Hamish's rug, let's see if he likes it. When I bought it years ago he rejected it because it "did not smell right" even though it is huge and dark red and is the softest rug I have ever felt. He would love the soft if he can get over the industrial rubber smell, maybe if I washed it a few times that new rug smell might get out but let's just see what dragon does with it.

Many things have happened in the past weeks that I haven't written down, so here is a summary. The MIB Rodriguez and me had a longer chat one day and that was nice. Aulis Greenshaw is also around, and so is Gillespie and a new red haired guy who might have been around for a while but I don't recognize him so well at least not by name. Andrew seemed to be around and annoying me the other day, but get this. That day when Andrew was there and another man who has brown hair, I knew from their thoughts that they are deliberately interrupting and disturbing me because it is some kind of a psychology test to see if they can remotely disrupt people, I told them to stop doing it and to leave and luckily the torment only lasted for a short moment, it really is torture and drives a person crazy, they were doing something to my mind and my emotions which was a real torment, but this almost never happens, I do recall many years ago that Andrew did this to me a lot for a while and it was unbearably bad.

Aliens talk about the eggs, milk for the eggs, yoghurt, they tell me not to eat cookies or ice-cream. Hamish tells me not to eat gingerbread cookies (which were actually apple cinnamon cookies) but he never gets angry with me. He tells me sugar is bad for the eggs and the Reticulans also tell me that, but Hamish never gets angry with me, he doesn't push me or throw me or even try to bite my fingers, so figure that. Sometimes Hamish wants my attention about other things that are important to him, and he will bite into my fingers to get my attention about important things, or that one time years ago when I was standing with the back of one heel on his snuggy rug and he pushed me off his rug, yet when it comes to cookies and sugar he does not take violence, even though it is his job to guard the eggs, so that surprises me how gentle he is about such an important topic as sugar and the eggs.

I met with an ex the other day and we had sex and Hamish waited in the hallway and in the bathroom and he was not upset about that either. A MIB, the one with red hair whose name I don't know, seemed curious to see that and he showed up in the other dimension in my room but I ignored him. Maybe because this was the D/s guy that MIB was curious because maybe they don't see that sort of things too often. Never mind that is a bit too personal but nonetheless it is part of documenting how these MIBs and aliens behave, so it is important that I mention such things too. I mean the guy can get a bit rough at times so maybe these MIBs thought that I was being assaulted so I talked to them about it I said that's what I was into those years ago. It's a long story, but I might as well say it. I used to have the sweetest kindest boyfriend but something bad happened to me in my life and he didn't support me, in fact when I got sad about what had happened he wanted me to leave him alone because I was sad all the time. Plus I was madly in love with this man and he never hugged me or kissed me or told me that he loved me, so that is why I figured that a man who is really sweet is someone who doesn't love me so I wanted the opposite, also I hadn't been touched by that man at all so I wanted to feel that I am being touched, being rough handled a bit lets me feel the touch on my body and I hadn't been hugged at all for years before that, so that is why I fell for that guy who now visited me again. So that is the story, but anyhow I told you that story because it helps to explain how the aliens and MIBs are behaving because this is a documentary about aliens and MIBs and such.

I have since over the years gotten over all that trauma from my personal life and am slowly starting to want to find a man who is sweet and kind and gentle again, so that choice that time does not reflect who I really am. I just thought for years that someone who is really sweet won't touch me or love me or support me or be strong when I need him to be strong and to be there for me. Anyhow now I am looking for someone who is sweet again. My love life is nothing really to cheer about sorry. I'm really traumatized and not trusting anyway, I don't know what to do about that. But to be honest my friendship to Hamish fulfills me and I never feel alone. Hamish keeps me company and I tell him good morning and good night and he lives here with me and he comes to work with me and he makes me smile and laugh and we tell stories to each other. Hamish is the man in my life.

So several weeks ago I placed the red rubber chicken which is a dog chew toy on his ruggy snugs and Hamish reacted to it with sexual interest. It was in the evening and Hamish for the first time ever in our years together, he asked me to leave the room. I had just slipped into bed and he was asking me to leave, he was not angry about it but asking me to leave, so I left for a while and went to sit on the living room sofa, my head was nodding down cause I was so tired so I asked if I could go back, he didn't say that I could but I slipped into the bed again I told him that I have to sleep and that I would not look at what he is doing and that I would give him privacy.

Hamish did sexual behavior to that rubber chicken. He walked backwards toward the chicken and then he rubbed his flat duck feet on the chicken while the chicken was slightly behind his feet, he let his feet one at a time slide down across the chicken.

I have written about this extensively before, but when Hamish mates with a female Dragon Turtle, this is how they do it. A female who accepts to have sex will lie down on her belly on the ground and the male will step with the flat duck feet on her lower back massaging the lower back, this "prepares the eggs" I have been told by Dragon Turtles, my guess would be that this massaging actually causes the eggs to prepare. The male does have a penis which is normally hidden inside the body. As far as I know the male enters the female only once and not repeatedly. Also when Hamish "masturbates" as I call it, it does not involve him having his penis on the outside of the body, instead what he does in his sexual behavior sometimes alone on the rug is to step with his feet on his shedded scales, it is more like he is preparing a nest. Anyhow, this is part of his personal life. Hamish sees me masturbate sometimes, and sometimes I see Hamish masturbate. We live together, we are very close, we have no secrets from one another.

To be clear me and Hamish have absolutely no sexual relationship or sexual feelings toward one another! Some people reading often misunderstand that. The tremendous love that I have for him is entirely platonic and friendship. We did share that one moment together where he wrestled me and we felt a mutual incredibly strong sexual pleasure, but that only happened once, we have never done that again, and I would never ask him to do that again nor would I encourage him to do that again. I prefer to think of him as my turtle who tends to his shedded scales on the rug and talks about liver snacks while I read a book on the bed next to him or I am at the computer.

The day after he had been intimate with the red rubber chicken on the rug, he said the following to me which I wrote down: "I love your hen." Note that this is quite possibly the first time EVER in our seven years together that I can recall him ever having said the word LOVE, about anything, or in any situation. And then I said to him, "But Darling, it's your hen!". He then said, "I was showing my feet to it." Showing his feet meant rubbing the feet against it. Isn't he wonderful?

After I came home from visiting the ex I had a half spent tealight candle with me to remember him by. I had left that candle with the other packing in a bag on the hallway couch. One morning possibly even the following morning when I woke up, Hamish was already standing unusually present and visible at the foot end of my bed, and seeing him woke me right up and I stared at him! Turns out he informed me about the candle in the bag. Poor dragon must have been worried about the candle all night while I slept, for so many long hours he must have been aware of the candle being there in the bag. Hamish and all Draconians are very afraid of fire and candles, even an unlit candle is very upsetting for them. I remember that time in college in 2012 or so when I kept a bag of tealight candles in a bottom drawer of the chest in my room and when Hamish and me were just getting to know each other, he had told me about those candles and I had learned how he had a problem with them.

I told Hamish to please wake me up at night if he ever has a problem or a worry. I don't want him worried all throughout the night. I told him that he can wake me up by pushing on me and I would come to assist him. I peeked into the bag and the candle is barely visible there, a human would not notice it and would surely not pay any attention to it being there amongst all the other things that were there. The candle stayed in the bag for another day or two because I did not see it as a threat and I guess I forgot about it, and Hamish was worried about it all that time. Before I went to bed one night I told him to watch me as I poured water on the candle and placed it then in the trashbag, I told him that a wet candle cannot have fire, and that a candle can only have fire if a human brings a fire onto it to light it on fire that it cannot have fire on its own. I thought that would settle the problem for now, but he was still worried about the wet candle being in the trashbag, so, only because I love him so, I got out of bed and went in the middle of the night downstairs to place the trashbag, with the candle, into the bin outside, and I told him that the candle was now gone and that we were safe. Because I love him.

He asked me about the owls that build a nest inside a cactus the other day again, and he will show me a mental image of it, and he asked me why does it do that. I took the time to explain to him, again, that the owl does that because it feels safe there and the spikes of the cactus are protecting him. He also expresses every now and then a few or sewing machines, and I tell him that I would protect him and that humans use those to make and mend clothes and that as long as he does not put his finger into where the needle is that he would be safe, he is scared of there being sewing needles on the floor and that he might step on them with his feet. He worries a lot, but I tell him that it is good that he worries because that keeps him safe from harm. He is afraid of needles, broken glass on the floor, fire, and candles. I try to reassure him when I catch him thinking about things that worry him, but my reassurances do not seem to help because they are only words.

He talks about him being a red crab and a crustacean and a langoustine, he shows me and mentions to me his back often, he asks me if I have seen his back and I tell him that yes Hamish I have seen your back and that it is very handsome or that I am proud of his back.

The other day to my utter surprise, Hamish suddenly asked me if I was ashamed of him. I told him no Hamish I am PROUD of you! But he asked me again a few times. I asked him why are you saying that, what made you think that I could be ashamed of you, I have been proud of you ever since we first met Hamish! I don't know what he was thinking about that I could be ashamed of him.

Yesterday evening Hamish was given liver to eat. I was shown, or that I saw, a mental image of what looked to be a whole liver on a bench somewhere, I didn't like that the liver looked somewhat dark and shriveled a bit, I asked the aliens if they were sure that it was a healthy and fresh liver to eat they assured me that it was good. I also told them that someone needs to help Hamish by cutting it up into bitesize pieces, the aliens told me that they already had. Hamish was happy and excited about having some liver to eat, so I was very happy for him of course.

I got my period yesterday and the Reticulans informed me in my other language that I am "ovulating", and that "it is a kind of childbirth", or childbirth meaning labor.

I have seen through Hamish's eyes, sometimes we are mentally that close. Like I have said before, his eyes and eyesight is buckled. The outer edges of his field of vision are curved. And like I have also said before, his color vision is SPECTACULAR! He sees colors so brightly you humans have no idea what that can look like! Colors are incredibly bright for him! Other than that, objects and shapes appear the same as they do in my eyesight. A table looks like a table, a bed like a bed.

Colors are so bright, but especially red, orange, and yellow. I have a suspicion that Hamish does not see blue or purple color at all, possibly also not green color. And red color really stands out for him, that is why he always finds the smallest little red things, like Santa's helper figurines with their pointy red hats that are hidden somewhere in flower pots or on shelves behind things he will find them.

I am different to him. When a human looks at me, the human will look me in the eyes and look at my lips so that they are reading my facial expression from my eyes and mouth and eyebrows and that magically paints to them a vibrant person and personality with emotions. But Hamish sees me differently, he does not read human facial expressions so he also does not stare at my face or try to read my face. He is also very aware of my scent. And he pays more attention to what I am doing with my arms and legs, for instance if I am tapping my foot to the beat of a music that will bother him and he cannot stop being fixated by my movement, but if I am showing facial expressions he does not notice that or read that.

Meanwhile I have become an expert at reading Hamish's body language and I pick up on every nuance of his expressions. I feel every whisper of his emotions and sensations, whether I read it directly from what he is feeling, or I know it from his body language. I also use his body language and his vocabulary more and more when I am interacting with him. And that is how we are becoming closer each day. Our friendship is truly great.

A note about how Hamish talks. I have noticed that he tends to talk in past tense, for instance he will say "I was proud of my race" instead of "I am proud of my race". See if you can notice that trend in the conversations I have written down between us in the past.