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(NL) means that something telepathic was said in my native language.
Man from Inner Earth
April 7 2020, 9:58 AM - I contacted Arcturians and Andromedans telepathically today and this led Ummo to say hello to me. And then a man who said he is from inner Earth said hello.
I have met the Ummo before. They are short dwarf-like and look a lot like humans. In fact they supposedly were humans once that moved away from here. The Ummo men have beige skin and brown hair and a full beard. Ummo come across as tempered but good-hearted people.
First time to meet someone from inner Earth. He looked almost entirely like a human but there are traits to his appearance that stand out as not usual for human. He could most closely be described as looking like a Norwegian man. He has very thick blonde hair with curly locks, he had no facial hair. Beige skin color. His build could be described as neither tall nor short, he looks very fit, like someone who does not have any excess weight but at the same time muscular and strong and with a very defined bone structure. He lacks the fullness and roundness that ordinary humans have. He said they have been living in the inner Earth for 200,000 years! I said wow, here on Earth surface we are taught that 200,000 years ago humans were still apes, he did not start explaining but it was clear to me that he has a different story of the past which means us surface humans are either wrong or are being misled about our history on purpose.
"You have met one of us before.", says the man from inner Earth, and gives me a mental image of a train and then shows me the mysterious man I used to meet! It was in the 1990's I think when I met a mysterious blonde man who looks Scandinavian I met him on several separate occasions that I know of, I have written about him here The Mysterious Blonde Man. So now I finally learn who he was, he is a man from inner Earth! And yes he looks similar to this man I saw (telepathically, mental images) today! To be clear, the mysterious man I met in the 90's were encounters in the real world, but we also spoke with each other on the train telepathically, read that page I linked to so now we know he is from inner Earth!
Update, the inner Earth man speaks again telepathically to me after I wrote an update on the page about the mysterious man (link above) being from inner Earth, so this man from today (not the mysterious man from my past), said about the mysterious man from my past, "He is not a dangerous man. I wanted you to be aware of that. He has just been looking at you. And also, we do not want to worry the general public! So do take these pages away? Would you do that for us, pal? Or, should I call you [my full name, first name and last name]?" he says now, on April 7, 2020 at 10:28 AM, I think he was mainly referring to the page I had just read through about the mystery man (link above) being the page he would rather take down
Emergency hunger
March 10 2020, 11:35 AM - When I woke up this morning I received a mental image of Hamish his head and face and his mouth was open and he was distressed and if I recall correctly he said help me. He told me to bring Zeta Remulan to him immediately. It was some kind of emergency and it was clear that there was no time to waste. I started calling for Zeta Remulan, Hamish was also saying Tok Tok Tok calling someone to come to him. Hamish was in the kitchen next to the sink and stove. I was asking him what was the matter, to tell me what was the emergency. I was not sure what had happened if he was injured or in some real distress or harm. I also called for Lasarus to come quickly to help Hamish.
Turns out with all of this distress as if it were a real emergency, Hamish was just feeling real hungry and he was asking for food immediately. And so I switched gear and told the aliens to please bring him food immediately. I have seen Hamish hungry several times by now but it was never this kind of an emergency. I am sure they will feed him. He was really under a lot of urgent distress.
The danger seemed to be over, and perhaps they had fed him, I stayed in bed for a while longer. Then Hamish said Yes-No about the trash. There is one white bucket without a lid on the floor at the sink and stove in the kitchen against the wall and it contains compost trash such as fruit peels, egg shells, or vegetable parts. I had already anticipated well in advance that this was going to bother Hamish. I also have at this time a tied compostable bag out of starch next to it which contains fish skin (smelly! well I can't smell it but I am sure dragon can!), potato peels and pieces from pear and papaya peels and seeds, this one is all fresh since everything in it came from yesterday afternoon. I know these things will bother dragon.
So Hamish is choosing to stand right next to these composts (these will be emptied once full to the big compost bin outside) and he is aware of it being smelly and dirty trash and he is bothered by it. If you want to know something about Draconian Reptiles, it is that they do not like trash and they cannot understand no matter how many times we tell them why humans would choose to "place" trash like that, even though I tell them it is more convenient that way because otherwise we will have to take every individual piece one at a time immediately to the bin outdoors. And another thing to know is that even though the trash bothers them, they are going to stand right there next to it for a long long time being bothered by it... he now tells me that he would email me "Yes-No", meaning that he would send me an email that simply says "Yes-No". Oh gosh if I ever got an email from Hamish that says nothing else but Yes-No I would be so happy! But then of course I have to find out what is Yes-No.
It is not just Hamish that does this with smelly trash, other Draconians have that exact same behavior. They will complain about trash (in the trashcan...) or dirty plates or if the floors are according to them not clean and then they will stand there at the scene of the crime for long hours just looking at it and being upset and bothered by it, it is as if it hijacks their senses and they cannot let go or move on or go somewhere else or do other things, it is as if they can't let go of it until it gets resolved.
On another note Hamish has started customarily getting in the shower with me. He seems to want to wash his shedded scales, or I also wonder if he is washing himself. But he seems to mostly be looking at me like he always does and perhaps no longer sees it as an obstacle to get in the shower. Yesterday when I went to buy some groceries he was right there with me following me and I could see him in the other dimension. Hamish would have the habit of running very quickly across the street crossing and then when he reached the other side and I was still on the other side because it was a red light for pedestrians and I had to wait, he would tell me that he was there on the other side already. I explained to him therefore yesterday, for the first time ever, that we have to wait when it is a red figure and I sent him a mental image of it and that when it is a green figure we can go. I wondered if he would react to the red one being his color and the green one being the hated color of Dinosaurs but he did not say anything about the colors. I explained to him that he must be careful with the cars, not sure if there are cars where he is, and also a Draconian has such good senses he could surely navigate around them well, but I told him that I want him to wait and to walk right next to me when we cross the street. He listened very carefully and I know that he understood.
He has started showing up sometimes when I wash my hands or brush my teeth, holding a shedded sheet of scales and wanting to wash it in the sink, so I let him. Then he will take the sheet down on the floor, rub it between his ankles and step on it repeatedly. I still haven't fetched his ruggy snugs from storage so he might not have any particular place to place them onto yet, but his ruggy will be in my room soon. "I was not a pet, I said.", I hear now. "You were my langoustine dragon.", I say to him. "I was not disqualified. In spite of my recent temper, and anger.", he says to me, at the start of talking swayed his shoulders one time one way and one time the other way to show kindness with what he spoke. "Of course Hamish, you are always qualified with me. And you have every right to have a temper or anger, when you are feeling that way. You can always express your feelings and thoughts to me, and I will always listen and qualify you. I love you, you are perfect and I will always be your friend and love you. It is ok to be angry sometimes, you can always talk to me when you are feeling angry, and I will help you and understand and still qualify you. You are always qualified with me. I love you.", me. "Can you see me, and my hands, what I am doing?", he says. "I can see you.", me. "We have given him a winegum. So that he was feeling better.", a Zeta tells me now calmly about Hamish, "winegum" was in my native language. Winegum is when Zetas give someone a tiny candy, they give it to hybrids, they promise to give me some if I do things for them, and now also for Hamish, I presume that each species gets a different type of winegum.
"I was never angry with you.", Hamish tells me. "Thank you Hamish. I was also never angry with you, Langoustine. I loved you. I am always proud of you, I adore you. You are my best friend.", me. "He was not angry now.", Zeta to me about Hamish. "He needs to be fed more regularly.", me. "Yes! We know that now!", some type of Reticulan or Zeta Remulan (earlier today when I wrote "Zeta" it meant Zeta Reticulan). "... I don't like Hamish having to get really hungry in between meals! Please feed him plenty, he is a big dragon and he needs to eat much. It is his nourishment.", me. "Pitaszh? Can you come to me?", a Reticulan very kindly and gently goes up to Hamish and tells him. Pitaszh is the name that Zeta Reticulans use for Hamish, Zeta Reticulans have a name for me also and that is Parischa.
This is me being involved in the life of Hamish. In his emotional life, his world of thoughts, his problems, his joys, his fears. We live together, and we go through life together. Two completely different creatures that would have never had any reason to be together, were it not for the eggs that Hamish is guarding and that I have. "I really don't like them. And that is because they have shown themselves as dominant for me. Therefore I hate them. I would like to take them out, and hit them!", Hamish with mental image of koalas, and I see Hamish, "hit them" was in my other language, he also put his flat foot down forward which means that he is being serious. Hamish and me once watched a documentary about koalas and there was a scene with one koala that was on the ground by its tree and it was on all fours and raised its back upwards and let out the most horrifying scream. Hamish thought that it was showing its back and dominance to him, and ever since then Hamish still now many months after regularly has a thought about how he does not like koalas. I have done my best to try to tell him how sweet koalas are, and we have watched many more video clips of koalas acting nothing but sweet cuddling in someone's arms and eating leaves and not screaming or raising their backs. He really hates them. "Hamish you can show me your back and dominant as much as you like I always appreciate it. I like to see you and your very prominent back.", me. "I don't hate myself.", Hamish in my other language, eyes smiling and quite pleased with himself. "I was not the dominant for you.", Hamish says to me. "We are like equals here?", Hamish but not offered as a question he means it, but the intonation of the voice was like a question. "Thank you Rhynchus.", me. "And that is because you have watched my back.", he.
He is in a bit of a grumpy mood still I can tell. Usually he is a happy dragon and a sweetheart doing cute things like a little boy but today started off wrongly because he was really hungry and it was an emergency. And now he is upset about koalas again, or still. I love Draconians, they are such emotional creatures that it is easy for a human to relate and to bond emotionally with them and feel a friendship and a relationship, also they are really cute and funny and charming.
I love Hamish
March 05 2020, 8:01 PM - Today while I was lying down for a nap, all of a sudden from out of nowhere, the clearest visual mental image came to me from whom I can only presume was my Hamish. It depicted him seen from a few 2-3 meters behind him, I could see the whole room so clearly as if with my own eyes. Hamish was sitting on a stool and other Reptilians similar to him were all sitting on their own stools, all sitting around one table which was the size of a normal desk or rectangular kitchen table. The dragons sat so close to one another and were all looking at the table and sitting close to the table. I could not see what was on the table. One Reptilian who I presume was my lovely Hamish then turned his head around and looked right at me from my vantage point, even though I was here in my bed and they were all there somewhere else, and we made eye contact as real as any.
In reality, and to be honest, seeing a Draconian Reptilian is deeply terrifying. It is literally like seeing a monster and a human responds by feeling afraid. However, I know this pooch, and I love this pooch, and seeing him in such a rarely clear mental image and getting to make eye contact with him, and him having taken the moment to turn his head around to look into my eyes, it meant that we connected. And I know him. I know how he loves to feel his feet against a soft rug, I know how much he loves to look at goldfish, I know his click sounds and how he smiles with lowering his upper eyelids, I love him so much that my heart cannot contain so much love because my love for him is greater than anything in the human world. I wasn't made for this kind of love, my human heart cannot comprehend what I feel for this amazing person, and so sometimes I cry or sometimes it hurts when I love him so much.
He turned his head back again to look at the contents of the table, which I could not see, and he talked about food being prepared, and when I asked him if he was hungry, or perhaps I asked if he was going to eat something, he said Yes-No. So he was just sitting there watching as food was being prepared, and so were many other Reptilians also sitting close side by side probably their shoulders and sides of bodies gently pressed against each other sitting around the table so nicely, watching what was on that table, probably food being prepared for them.
Here in my new home I have had some of the most vivid mental visuals of Hamish and other aliens. When they show up at my bedroom door, I see them more clearly than perhaps ever before. My initial instinct is to be very afraid, because Reptilians and other aliens look very scary, however, I know these persons for many years now and when I see Hamish it brings joy to my heart and a smile to my face and I welcome him and I can say Tok to him. I have also started saying Tik Tok to Hamish, because I found a note where I had written from him that Tik Tok simply means that one is allowed to be there together with someone.
I have had other Reptilians visit me here in my new home in my bedroom too. They tend to notice Hamish and think about Hamish and about Hamish's shedded scales.
My love for Hamish is greater than my own existence. I have never loved a person this much. It takes my breath away just thinking about how I need to ensure that I protect him and that Hamish is safe always. I just want his world to be safe and harmless to him, I want to protect him from all the harshness of the world. I want him to live in a beautiful world. He is a person, he is somebody, he is Hamish, a Reptilian, in a Reptilian body. He thinks, he has thoughts, he experiences emotions, with his eyes he can see the world around him, and he is aware of himself and he thinks a lot about his body and about himself because he is aware and sentient. But he is not a human, he is not like me or like my fellow human beings. He is also not even a mammal like dogs or cats or horses. But he is Hamish, and I would die for him, I would give him everything and anything.
A creature that feels the soft rug under his feet and enjoys that feeling and brushes his feet against the rug. Someone who feels hunger and eats and enjoys his meals and has even chosen a favorite food to eat. Someone to whom "Hamish" simply means "me". He can see the world around him, and he recognizes what he sees, and he looks around him. There are things that he fears to see and wishes to avoid, there are other things which he loves and chooses to seek out and that bring him joy. He is proud of himself and arrogant and confident, yet at the same time he is cowardly and likes to hide under the "tablehole" where he feels a little bit more safe, but there is no one whose arms he runs into for safety and comfort. Someone feeds him and brings him meals, and someone washes him when need to. He follows me around because it is his job to guard the eggs. He would probably do that even if I did not like him, even if I had not welcomed him into my life, even if I were not nice to him, but I am grateful that he is with me and not with someone else.
I would like to be with my own, rather than with you. - Hamish, with or without "with" I forgot, and he thought of a somewhat smaller and slender yellow Dragon Turtle
Why is this Langoustine acting a bit fussy with me now all of a sudden, growling, declaring dominance, turning darker red and doing a stance and showing head buttons, and also earlier doing the "do not follow" with hands at the lower back? This is all not called for. He now thinks about the yellow Dragon Turtle again.
Hamish. - me interrupted from more
I love him. Plain and simple. I have a Dragon Turtle. And he is the most beautiful thing in the world. Now he said something about "Toast". "I was guarding mine, garden.", he says. Now he turns a darker red again, lowers his head to show his head buttons, is in the camel posture, stomps his feet slowly to turn his body around, aha so he is guarding, that is why he is doing the stance. He now looks at me, and I say to him Tik Tok! "I was with the Adenorhynchus race.", he says, and this time it was wonderful because while I heard the English words telepathically I could also hear an underlying voice and language which sounded like an alien language consisting of like a robotic mumbling sound, which who knows perhaps he was speaking and some sort of mechanism translated it into English?
"I would like to show you these.", Hamish leans down to show me his head buttons from the front. "I have inherited them from my father. They bring my eggs, not into oestrus. But you would like them, I said. I have the smell, the right smell, she has said!", Hamish. Now he speaks again a mumble which this time did not get translated I just heard his strange alien language!
"I like your smell. You have the right smell!", me to him. He turns around and shows me his back hump and his head buttons from behind at the same time and his eyes are smiling and I can feel how he feels happy to show me that.
How would he like to live his life? He just works all the time, with guarding the eggs so that he can get his snacks. "Can you smell me?", he asks me now. "No Hamish, I can't.", me. "I was the Rhynchus, I said.", he. "Rhynchus, I cannot smell you, but I wish I could, that would be nice, I love you.", me. He wants to take my fingers and put them on top of his head, "Can you see that?" or "Have you seen that?" he says about his head buttons (I forgot which). "That means, I am the king. And, that is also why I have stayed out of trouble. Because many men, respect me. Because of that.", he lowers to show me his head buttons, turns a darker red, is in the camel posture, and makes another strange alien language mumble like a robotic sound almost but organic.
Some modern type of Reptilians have two head buttons (one pair), or two pairs. But Hamish has sixteen head buttons or eight pairs and that is a lot, they go all along from above his eyes to the back of his long neck where the back hump starts. They are a beautiful orange color against his red.
"We don't want to remove him from you. Give that, the two of you are already best of buddies! But, he has not got much of time left! He is getting old, and for that we are concerned. He would need a cold bath, to calm down. It calms them, it sooths them." - some alien tells me about Hamish
Hamish has a grumpy evening
February 29 2020, 10:26 PM - I was doing things on the computer in my bedroom and Hamish was sitting on my bed nicely in the same bedroom we are a few meters apart and all was quiet and I have only the night light on and it is a bit dark and cozy. Hamish started saying "Yes-No" many times. He seemed rather upset about something. I asked him to tell me what was Yes-No but he would not tell me. I even asked Zeta Remulan to find out for me why Hamish was upset. I tried fishing for the reason by telling Hamish that if only he tells me then I might be able to make things better, or if he tells me then he might feel better. But he never did tell me what he was upset about.
I listened to his thoughts for several minutes as he sat there on the bed contemplating and having thoughts. I rarely have such a moment like this where Hamish is just sending out a steady stream of his private thoughts and we are not exactly having a dialogue it is just Hamish having his monologue thinking for himself spending a moment contemplating about his existence with himself. And it was quite clear Hamish was in a grumpy mood. One thought I picked up was that he thought it was Yes-No the small trashcan (with no lid) in the kitchen for compost garbage such as fruit peels or egg shells. Draconians do not like trash and they do not understand why humans would collect trash in a trashcan, even if I try to explain to them that otherwise we would have to take every individual bit outside to the big bin. So the compost trash is one of the things that was Yes-No for Hamish this evening, as he was thinking his thoughts.
Another reason for Yes-No was that he missed his back spikes. I overheard him thinking about it and I assured him that they would grow back. And then after several minutes of sitting there and being overall just a grumpy dragon saying Yes-No many times he said he wanted to have his Lunches. So he is hungry. I told the other aliens that Hamish needs his Lunches now that he is hungry. Hamish was just overall in a grumpy mood and I was unable to comfort him.
There was a green ordinary type Reptilian visiting in my bedroom earlier this evening and he looked at one of Hamish's large white shedded sheets of scales and thought about how Hamish was the old race. Other ordinary Reptilians are not the same as Hamish's old Draconian race and do not have the back hump and do not have an impressive total of 16 head buttons crown and when they see Hamish they are always impressed with my Dragon Turtle. I really am so privileged to have a Dragon Turtle in my life.
Other thoughts while Hamish was sitting on the bed being grumpy, he thought about his scent, he thought about how he does not know where to pee or poo here in this new apartment and I told him that he is welcome to do so anywhere he likes or if he had any suggestions or if I could give him a suggestion. He thinks about himself a lot, and about how he is proud of himself. Hamish has a strong consciousness or sentience about self, he is most definitely and absolutely a sentient being with individuality and a personality.
General Davies said hello today and dropped by, I got to see him in a mental image. He has brown hair. He said if we were together he would take me to a nail salon, I got offended and told him I don't have to look like a prostitute because I am not a golddigger and that I make my own money and then I insulted him further - which is also true - I said that he does not seem to be a General how come so many of them are supposedly a General and I told him he looks too young to be a General and he looks more likely to be something like a Sergeant (no offense to Sergeants, I dated a U.S. Sergeant once and this General Davies could definitely pass for a Sergeant). General Davies said that he would like to meet me, it seemed to mean in real life, I told him I would absolutely love to meet him too. I hope that happens.
Zeta Remulan or other white alien from my team told me about how Hamish likes to wash his scales (meaning shedded white sheets of scales) I said yes I know he washes them and dries them and then arranges them nicely and that he can spend hours doing that.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts and feelings with me today Hamish, and thank you for sitting on the bed without asking for permission first because I have told you you are more than allowed and I share my life and world and home with you Langoustine. You have a beautiful back and I have seen it. "My Toast!", he now hollers, I think Hamish is hungry. I am so proud of you Langoustine Rhynchus Turtle Back. I hope you get your Toast and Lunches and Snacks soon. I love you.
From the Facebook
February 29 2020, 2:57 PM -
I would also like to add,
Rhynchus and me settling in our new home
February 29 2020, 2:50 PM - I have moved into a new apartment yesterday and it was delightful to see Hamish settling in and looking around. He instantly fell in love with the area in the kitchen by the window which has a lot of large flower pots. He has told me over and over again how much he likes them and he was spending a lot of time right there in between flower pots. I thanked him for telling me and I never realized that Hamish loved plants so much. One reason why is that he thinks he can poo on the potting soil. But there is genuinely a love for being among the plants in a "forest" anyway. He has been so happy there with the plants and he keeps telling me how much he likes them!
He was also wondering where to poo. I told him he can poo in the toilet or in the bathtub or anywhere else he likes because my home is also his home. He will not poo in the toilet he said. It seems he might favor the potted plants. I want no one to stress him about this, he should be allowed to make his own choice. Anyway it is in another dimension and I do not see it. A Dinosaur showed up later last night at the potted plants to clean up after Hamish's poo so I guess that is where he likes to have it.
Hamish told me
My name is Rhynchus. I hate the name Hamish! - Hamish, he opens his mouth and turns a darker red at the last sentence
Hamish told me last night that he does not have a sofa. I do not have a sofa here for him so I apologised, and I told him that he is welcome to use my bed with me. I might need to get for him a sofa. I promised him that my bedroom floor will have lots of rugs for him soon. In particular his favorite most beloved ruggle snugs is coming back from the storage unit soon! He has already promised me a piece of liver snacks in return for it, and of course I told him that he does not have to give me his snacks he gets the ruggie anyway (that conversation from some days ago probably written about below).
So now we are both settling in. I love him. With all my heart actually.
Hamish starts a dispute about cookies, and Pleiadians think Hamish needs a bath and I send Pleiadians away, and Captain Marsden was here and Hamish likes to stomp on used bed sheets and Dinosaur said Deb Deb
February 24 2020, 9:45 PM - A few days ago Hamish overheard me talking with someone that I was going to change my bed sheets. When I returned to my room, Hamish "confronted" me about what he had overheard and he was of course quite excited about it. So yes I piled my used bed sheets on the floor for him and, sure enough, dragon went to stand on it and stompety stomp his feet up and down on the pile and he was thoroughly enjoying it!
And it looks so cute too, he will be in the camel posture which means he isn't standing upright tall but hunched so that it is his back hump that is facing upward, and he has those big flat red duck feet and he stomps up and down. It is somewhat similar to watching a kitten scratching with their paws when they are purring and in someone's lap, like when a kitten grabs with its hands and claws and releases and then repeats. Watching Hamish stomping with delight on a pile of my used bed sheets is a similar experience, it really is cute.
He loves soft things as we know, he loves his soft snuggy rugs and to sit on a comfy sofa, so it could be for a similar reason that he also loves feeling the soft sheets under his sensitive flat feet by feeling them. But it could also have to do with his nesting behavior, because as we know, Hamish builds a nest on his ruggies by using his shedded scales and then he lies on it, and, if he would have eggs with a female dragon turtle then those would be on a nest. But, I have also seen that he likes to pee on a pile of my used sheets, because he knows that they are going in the laundry. So it could be a combination of things. But he sure is entitled to it and I allow and encourage such a cute behavior, even though I do not always understand what he is feeling or thinking when he does things. But if he is happy then it brings me joy.
Captain Marsden came to visit today, and from him I saw mental images so clearly of where I grew up when they first started talking back in 1997 or so, the mental images were in bright full color and vivid and depicting our back yard. He said that he had been here because they had not wanted me to be afraid of, and I knew he meant the aliens even though he did not use the word "aliens". He was now here to ask me if I knew what the aliens want from me, and he hesitated to say it but I already knew or think I know, and a while later after Marsden had left, a Reticulan alien said they wanted to make a baby with or from me so that is what they meant. I said to the Reticulan that it is a lot to ask, the Reticulan said not really, I said yes it is. I said does it benefit Hamish, because for Hamish I would do anything, they said no it does not benefit Hamish.
The aliens want me to have sex with Pakeha who is a male hybrid, I said to them I would like to meet with Pakeha first to get to know him, but that is just me stalling the problem, I of course will never have sex with an alien creature and it is rude of them to ask. The only reason why I am stalling and putting up with things, is because Hamish is like my very own baby, I can't say that I understand all of the world but I would go through anything and everything just to know that my Hamish was safe and well cared for and fed and happy and comfortable. That is what love means. I love that Reptilian so much that I can literally feel how my human heart was not built or made for such kind of love, the love I have for him is greater than my humanity. I love him.
Yes-No Sugar! I meant it. Tuk Tok No. - Hamish, "No" was in my other language
Hamish is just doing his job. The Reticulans are the ones who tell him to guard my eggs, or to tell me not to eat sugar because sugar that I eat makes it impossible for Reticulans to fertilize my eggs. It seems sugar, meaning refined sucrose, might reduce fertility, or at least in whatever methods that they are using. And Hamish has been given the job to guard my eggs and to guard me from eating sugar. (I will eat the cookies anyway! If I can get away with it!) I will eventually stop eating all refined sucrose just to please my dragon, but only because I love him so.
I was just here, because he was getting angry with you. - the man to me
I love this dragon turtle pooch. He was just being adamant about the sugar cookies, he was not being angry or aggressive toward me, he was just communicating in his language and body language that he is being serious about it, therefore he showed me his head buttons, back hump, wanted to take the cookies and to eat them himself, or haha! Hahahahah! Look at the first thing he said here he was going to put them on his back and then the cookies would fall down from his back and he would step on them! Hahahahah! Hamish you are sometimes just so creative and cute hahahahahah! Oh I love this Turtle Sock so much!
We will take care of him now, because, he really was going to eat them to show you his power. - a Pleiadian or Nordic man in light-blue silver colored clothes, large nose, long blonde hair, it is a man
Yes-No, about that packet. - Hamish about the package of cookies in my grocery bag here
I wish you knew more about him! You really would not like him! - Pleiadian to me sighs sadly
I know Hamish so well. Sure he was being adamant in his body language, he even said Tiik! to me and showed me his head buttons, but he was just communicating.
They have told me that I smell ill, and that I need to wash. I was not going to do it. About mine. Like a mother, they said. They said I had to wash. - Hamish talks to me about Pleiadians
We urge you to wash yourself! - Pleiadian woman to Hamish
Pleiadians, if you do not leave me and Hamish alone to enjoy our evening in peace then I will find someone who will remove you from this house! - me
Yes I have told Hamish that soon I can bring his ruggy snugs back from storage because I am moving into my own home again after a long visit overseas. I told him this a few days ago and he was very interested in when I said it, he listened more carefully than he usually does and he may have even asked me a few questions about it. And now he is expecting his beloved ruggy snugs, yes the very one, that he hasn't seen in over a year! He has been such a good turtle for not having it for a year and somehow managing. I can't wait to have the reunion with Hamish's ruggy snug when he finally gets it back.
I will give you some Toast, for it. - Hamish to me, he said Toast or Snacks I forgot which one cause I didn't write it on time
Wow! Hamish is so fond of getting his ruggy back, that he would actually give me some of his food! He has never offered me some of his food, well, maybe once, but you know what I mean! And here he is so openly and nonchalantly just offering me some of his food in exchange for his rug, or as a thank you for his rug?
We have come here to clean with him his feet. So that he is not an animal. - Dinosaur to me
I would like to be appointed as the one who washes my Hamish. I would be able to do it better. I would like to be the one who helps him with his scales and washing and wiping his feet. - me
Oh my god how I love this Dragon Turtle Pooch. I hope the Pleiadians leave us alone now. I am too nervous to grab for a cookie now, I was planning on enjoying some cookies with some videos now in the evening and to enjoy my evening, but, if I ever had to choose between Hamish and a couple of cookies, you know what I would choose.
For the evening I just grabbed a Yoghurt Snacks instead. Captain Marsden by the way I got a really good look at him today, he is really handsome. I told him that I appreciated that he visits me and that I remember that he was always kind to me. It was nice to hear from him again, even though it felt stressful what he was talking about it was bothering me. Anyway now I will be aware and mindful of Hamish just to make sure he is ok, and maybe we can have our wonderful evening now.
Anunnaki and Viper the Reptilian and Hamish
February 17 2020, 3:26 PM -
Posted just a minute ago on a Facebook group that talked about Anunnaki:
Talking with Anunnaki Reptiles now in a telepathic wordless language.
It was beautiful talking with these beings. I connected to them just from reading about them here.
You are not the Crystal Starseeds, but we were hoping to have more of them. Because we need your eggs. - a black Reptilian tells me now
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I also want to mention that several days or a few weeks ago a new Reptilian was visiting, he said he is a "Viper" (referring to a type of snake) so I call him Viper. He is absolutely adorable!!! I LOVE REPTILIANS HOW CUTE!!! And Hamish has been cute all this time of course. And Zeta Remulan showed me a frog puppet yesterday night. So life is good.
Viper looks a lot like the ancient Rigel Reptilian mother ancestors, slender and moist with that interesting Reptilian body perspiration which seems a bit offensive and sticky and yellow, not at all like a water based moisture but more like an acid or a concentrated chemical type of body perspiration. Some Reptilians, my Hamish included, exude from their skin a sticky liquid. He is a slender variety of Reptilian similar to the body shape that Snake the Reptilian has, tall and slender not robust looking. He is a brown red orange type of color rather dark, and with large oval eyes that are all yellow.
With my talent and affection for Reptilians, I managed to make Viper laugh on our first encounter. I always manage to find a way to talk to a Reptilian a little and to get them smiling and laughing, it is really great for forming a friendship. They are actually very emotional and sweet creatures. It was when I called him Viper and he was sitting down on a sofa and he said that he would like to be called Sir and then he laughed by raising his lower eyelids halfway up the eyes horisontally. I said sweet things to him too of course, they like that.
Some people would assume that because I love Reptilians I am myself some sort of sinister or vicious creature, but it is in fact the contrary. It is because I am so sweet natured and kind and loving and compassionate to living creatures that I manage to even befriend Reptilians, who start out sassy. I like when they relax after I have reassured them I am their friend and have given them some compliments, they love compliments a lot.
Ever since I found a note that I wrote not too long ago where I wrote that Hamish had said that Tik Tok means (now I forget the exact) but something like "I am allowed to be here with you" I have started saying Tik Tok to Hamish when he says Tik Tok to me. And, thinking about it, it makes sense. Tik means Yes like an affirmative response and Tok means I am here with you, so Tik Tok should mean Yes I am here with you. I had thought it means to want to mate with someone or agreeing to mate with someone because Hamish has seemed to use it in that sense, but that turns out was probably only my misinterpretation of it. They probably use it for mating as well, but then it does not have the sexual connotation that I had assumed. So now I finally get to say something nice to Hamish in his own language, other than just Tik and Tuk Tok and Tuk Tuk Tuk and Tok Tok Tok and Tok.
If I sometimes say Puk Puk to Hamish he gets really offended! So it is a serious swear word. I have said it recently on about two different occasions about something where I did not even mean it in a harsh serious way, more like for him to stay away from something inappropriate kind of like how one would say to a small human child "boo boo" about something they are not allowed to touch like dog poop. But to Hamish Puk Puk is a serious reprimand. He has used it sometimes when he really objects to something and is feeling a bit upset, but I should never use it to him he gets really offended!
Some of Hamish vocabulary in his own language (just the verbal bits that he uses in real sounds), all of these are actual click sounds that he makes with his palate but he can also say them in English as the words are read:
We also have his other vocal sounds, such as:
And some body language from Hamish:
*Sometimes he opens his mouth if I talk to him about food and he gets hungry, in which case it is not that he is showing the mouth open to anyone. This is like if you talk to humans about food they can start salivating.
As you can only imagine, I love this Turtle so much. I had an open empty package of smoked fish in my bedroom yesterday and of course Hamish and another Reptilian came to tell me about it. They told me to take out the trash, which I did later which was today. Reptilians are very clean creatures, they do not like trash or dirty plates or dirty smells and they appreciate whenever I wash the floors. However, I am of course not allowed to wash Hamish's nest rug because it has his smell.
We talked about hedgehogs last night, he mentioned them and I asked him to tell me more about them and he said but they are so small! I said to him yes Hamish they are small creatures and that I could show him videos of a porcupine which is also small but is larger. He then thought about what if he would have a set of white and gray spikes growing from the back of his neck he would like that look a lot. Remember that Hamish does grow a set of widely spaced black thorn spikes along his back hump, but those are plucked by the Reticulans because if he has them he becomes too proud and pushy and difficult to be around, but they always slowly grow back like fingernails.
Dear God and Universe, thank you for my Sock Turtle Hamish. I would ask for nothing else in the world, but him. I am deeply so blessed to have him. Thank you Universe for creating the most wonderful sweet beautiful and amazing best friend I have ever had, I love him so much with every ounce and fiber of my heart and being.
Zeta contact and conversation about it with Zetas, Mantid, Hamish, General Patton, and other human associates
January 22 2020, 6:23 AM - Last night when I went to bed to lie down and go to sleep I was given an unusually clear mental image of Zetas, by the Zetas. They were in a small room which is rectangular so that it is wider from where I am and forward to the door, and narrower than that distance from left wall to right wall. This small room was very dark with no lights on, but it was not pitch black because center on the front wall was a rectangular door opening with no visible door on it and the corridor outside that door was lit.
The Zeta looked so cute to see, it had the large head and pale skin and I saw its torso, the torso from neck down to where the legs start was very flat between front side and back side, and straight from shoulder to hip with no curves, and seemed soft and fragile and relaxed not tense. It looked like the body of a 10-year old human child, but with a proportionally large head. Their eyes were all black and it looks and feels as if there is an oily film coating over their eyes with a bit of a shine to it.
I told the Zetas they were cute. They said they would bring me there to them, they referred to the room by some phrase but I forget what they said. I felt as if my body was shifting from being on my bed to being there, lying on my back here on the bed and lying on my back on a rectangular slab shaped flat table there in that small dark room where Zetas were standing. As if my presence, physicality, body, and senses were starting to be there, but here at the same time, but more and more there.
I was told four people were there in the room, and I had the sense these were humans. One of them spoke to me telepathically real loud! I did not take notes so I forget what he said, but I heard it clearly then. He chatted with me, I could not see who he was but he talked and felt like a very strong human, a very military feeling from him. He spoke to me in English, American English. I learned that he will be in the room when I am there, and that he has been present for many of my alien abductions already before. I saw in the constant mental image I had of the room from a vantage point as if I were already in the room, that the man talking to me reached his beige human man's hand toward me with the palm of the hand facing up and he told me telepathically very loud as how he talks, that if I do not want to remember then I should take that pill now. I told him I want to remember and I am taking no pill.
Zetas told me that this was the last time because after that they will not be making any more children from me. I said don't leave me are you going to still stay in my life, and they said yes they will stay. I asked if there are any Reptilians or Mantids or Zeta Remulan in the room there. I got excited as the image and sense of being in that room and not here got stronger, I could see as if my eyes were there to see, I was looking around of course to see if I might spot a Reptilian or better yet my very own Hamish there. I am so fond of this dragon. On my left side which is where the two Zetas were, was a dark red Reptilian. Zetas told the Reptilian that he needs to stay for my sake. I then told them that Hamish can stay or leave as he wishes and that he should get to choose for himself where he wants to be.
I said nice things to the dragon, I said Tuk Tok and Tok to him. All I cared about was my Hamish. He means something to me.
The Zeta told me that I would need to take all my clothes off. I did not do that in my bed of course. I saw a Zeta in that room hold up a syringe needle, it looked different or dare I say better than syringes human doctors have, somehow sharper, and made of gray metal like steel. The Zeta may have asked me if I was worried, either at this point or already earlier, and I said I was not nervous to see them and that I was fine, which is true.
Hamish now snuggles up close to me and he has a mental image of a koala, he is thinking about a koala.
I wanted to stay warm here, it was too cold, Tik! - Hamish says to me, he seems to be shifting leaning close to me
What Hamish said, my fingers moving fast is me typing all of this, it triggers his attention. Any time I tap my foot to the beat of a music he tells me to stop and then I stop. He would bite my fingers, is what he meant, but this is not aggression he is not harmful, it just catches his attention. A relative just got up and started drinking morning coffee in the kitchen, that is why Hamish mentioned that there is coffee in the kitchen. And we know what Tik Tok and Tuk Tuk Tok means.
Listen, here is the problem. It pains me that you all take me there and do not let me remember. - me
Hamish is looking at me. He is slumped in the camel posture. A darker red coloration today, he can change into more red at times when he is showing off and feeling aggressive and asserting and warning, though as we have seen he is being a sweetheart to me this morning.
I don't want to warn you about their base camps. - the man to me about Zetas
I would like to get the opportunity to visit... - me interrupted
I would like to ask, that we start anew and fresh and form a friendship and a working relationship. - me
GP is wearing white soft clothes by the way, not a black business suit. White or light gray colored, like sweatpants and sweatshirt, it seems warm.
Can I visit again? - me
I want to remember these things, I demand the right to stay conscious and to remember. I would be very helpful and accommodating. - me interrupted from more
I have seen more than once Hamish in a mental image in a room where a human man is on a table on his back and the man suffocates because of a bag over his face or head and Hamish watches the whole process carefully.
... This dragon reptile has never harmed me, you know. And humans cause murder to cattle and animals for food. Chicken, eggs, dairy, meats, all come from tormented animals because of humans. I have never seen the kind of torment that humans cause to animals, done by Reptilians to others. I have never been injured by a Reptilian. - me
Tijuana Jeff, as I call him. He is like a guard, remember when he was in the alien base... interrupted. Zeta said something I heard it but now forgot. Hamish seems happy and in a good mood being absolutely sweet.
We know you like them. And! Sometimes we do too! - a Bird those small short penguin-like birds to me about Hamish
This is all a lot so I will stop writing for now. I will eat some potatoes today, oven roasted with carrots and herbs, and will try not to eat any sugar today.
We are going down with the elevator now. - an entity perhaps a Dark Lord
Love my back turtle
January 17 2020, 11:44 AM - I just want to talk about Hamish for a while. He has been absolutely wonderful. He is such a cutie. He and I know each other so well now after more than 8 years of friendship. We have our own set of phrases when we talk together, we share memories, we know each other so well. I have never experienced this kind of friendship with someone, it is absolutely beautiful. I guess it is something similar to having a husband for 20 years and knowing each other so well and still being in love with every detail of the person. And I guess it is like having a child and loving that child so much with all my heart and living for that person and knowing that I could die defending him and that my life was not meaningless because I knew him and I gave everything I have for him and have done all I can each day to support and cherish and adore and love. Hamish is a real person, and he is an incredible personality.
How would I describe Hamish's own unique personality. The first word I would use is that he is a sweetheart, he really is deep down, one cannot tell at first when he does the mandatory of acting Reptilian dominating and declaring his race a superior one and showing off his very prominent humpback for status. But when he has done all of the formalities of pride and dominance, we have these moments when he is just absolutely sweet. He comes up to me and shows me his shedded bits of scales, and it always reminds me of a little boy who shows a drawing he made to his mom, proud and excited in a way, about something of his own.
When we are together I can feel every nuance of his emotions through the air. His attentiveness, awareness, what he thinks about, what he feels and how he feels, I can trace every nuance of his movements, every nudge and shuffle of his flat duck feet, the ideas in his head, what he senses, how he feels, who he is. He is absolutely beautiful as a creature and as a person. He means the world to me. I try to tell him that, and I hope he understands. Last night when I tried to tell him how I would do anything in the world for him, he asked me would I take care of... and he showed me the tall cactus in the desert that has a hole in it with a nesting owl in it, the sight of this aggravates him so much and I have promised to him that if I ever can go there I would take care of it. I have said I would take the owl out of there and place a rock in the hole so that no one can go back inside it and then I could cut down the cactus and cut it into little pieces and cover it with sand so that it goes away.
He is beautiful, and I have thanked god and the universe for bringing him into my life. I am grateful that I am the one who gets to have him in my life, I am also grateful that it is me and not someone else who does not appreciate him or who would not treat him well. I am sure that Hamish can take care of himself...
I would like to take some photos of myself. I find myself, really agreeable. I like me, now. Mine, Rhynchus was the high status. Tuk Tuk Tok! - Hamish, he thought about his back when he said about taking photos
Hamish now indicates in mental images that he would let me place my hand down on his back. For years he used to not be keen on the idea of someone touching him, but only very lately I have had a few precious moments where he thinks it would be fine if I placed a hand down on his back to touch him, just to hold my hand down on his back gently. Prior to this, pretty much the only time he ever touched me (apart from the introductory tumble) was when he got wet in my shower and he stood right next to me and leaned against me to "dry off", his form of toweling off, so that the water at least in his way of thinking would get on me instead.
I would die for this dragon, no question about it. I would defend him against anything.
For Christmas and New Year he loved lying underneath the Christmas tree, he likes the round Christmas tree ball ornaments, there were red ones but he asked for yellow ones, so I will need to get him some yellow ones for next time. He also loved being underneath a table that was next to my bed, it was a really nice table hole for him. I also see him sitting on the sofa looking all snug and sweet. He has also started being on my bed lots and lots, maybe that is because his ruggy snugs isn't here, but pretty much as soon as I get up from my bed, which is a mattress on the floor for now when I am visiting, he gets on it, which of course is fine I encourage it because I think it is cute with a dragon on a bed!
I love Reptilians, at least this old Draconian race the Dragon Turtles. My heart and love for him does not quite know how to handle this.
I am was not, amorous. - Hamish
I love it when he calls himself "back turtle". I never get tired of him and I have never been irritated with him. He really is a lot of fun and adorable and he is the best friend I have ever known and he is the love of my life. I am so grateful and really so very blessed to be friends with this one amazing back turtle.
Speed bumps!
December 04 2019, 2:21 PM - Hamish saw a picture of a camel on my computer and he said, "Look at those speed bumps!". I showed him some more camel and dromedary pictures but he didn't say anything. He wasn't angry though, he seemed impressed. These are the reasons why I love my Turtle Dragon so much.
I was awake the other night when the Zetas were taking eggs and then after that there was some sexual abuse like some creatures or such I was pretty upset over there. However, I don't care about anything in this whole world, as long as I have my Hamish.
Hamish went to Japan into a residence last night and I asked him if there are rugs there for him he said no but there are pillows, and he stood on one of those pillows that Japanese people sit on around the dining table. Today also I saw him in a mental image he was lying down on some rug or bamboo twigs mat there, he said it is better there because they don't have onions. But he has been here with me at home today also. He has also rested on my bed, this morning when I got out of bed I noticed he got happy and cheerful and was headed toward my bed. I told him he can lie there. After a moment a Zeta Remulan told me that Hamish is lying on my bed, as if it were a problem. I assured the Zeta Remulan that Hamish is more than welcome to lie on my bed. He is such a cute dragon.
Antarctica black reptile
November 27 2019, 4:19 PM - A lot of alien contact has happened in the past almost two months since I last wrote an update, I just haven't been writing. Some of the experiences were uncomfortable which I guess is why I did not want to write. I will try to catch up now, but a lot of contact experiences I will have forgotten.
Last night was absolutely wonderful. I do some remote viewing so I decided while I was bored and waiting to fall asleep for the night to direct my attention to Antarctica, not as a blind target because I know what the target is, but just to look around there. I was wondering if the earth is flat or if it is a sphere, flat earthers say that Antarctica wraps around the earth with ice walls that contain the oceans and continents inside and it is against the law for anyone to go to Antarctica so we are not allowed to find out. So I wanted to take a look to see if the shape of Antarctica is an island continent or if it wraps around the world with ice walls. Instead of finding the answer to my question I was met with a black reptile from Antarctica which was hostile and made me aware of its weapon which shoots yellow electric beams. He was hostile and asking me to leave and I felt some of those electrical bolts.
I always make friends with aliens, especially with the hostile ones. I said nice things to him, I assured him that I would not trespass and that I was his friend. I always want aliens to understand that I am friendly and loving and kind so that when we part our ways they can feel safe.
I then was contacted by what looks like a Zeta Reticulan, I saw it in a mental image and it talked to me telepathically. I had the feeling this one might have come to me because of the connection I had had to the black reptile from Antarctica. This Zeta was so talkative that it did not seem to be one of mine. It also spoke to me as if it was introducing itself to me as if we had not met before, and that too suggests that it might not be one of mine. This Zeta was wonderful to talk to! I regret that I did not get up from bed to write it down word by word! The Zeta told me that his kind have been created by another species. The Zeta said his kind are robots and do not have a soul. The Zeta actually started the conversations by asking me a question, it asked something like "Does the human soul ever run out?". I did not understand how to answer the question so I just said something, and the Zeta was not happy with the answer and it asked again very loudly, it asked a few times the same question. Then it started to talk about how its own kind have no souls because they were created and are like robots.
The Zeta also said that it envies humans because humans have a soul. I asked the Zeta but can Zetas see, can they remember, can they feel, do they eat, I was trying to make it understand that it too was a living being with some kind of soul, and at the same time I was wanting to figure out more about how a Zeta experiences life. The Zeta said that it eats by soaking in a bath and that it is like charging a battery or restoring a battery. It talked to me about my intestines, it said that it is strange that humans defecate, we were though talking in the wordless language. I said there is nothing strange about it at all, that humans chew and eat food, it digests and breaks down and the intestine picks up what it needs from it and removes the rest from the body, nothing strange about it at all. It was a wonderful conversation with the Zeta, my own Zetas have never been this talkative or fantastic to talk to. It was a great conversation.
I then saw who I am almost entirely certain was my Hamish, in a mental image, I saw how this red Reptilian came right up against me, standing in the upright position. And oh my, I should have written it down it was incredible! This Reptilian, most probably Hamish, said to me that he is a better race and not only was he telling me that I was a bad or inferior race, he was insisting or almost forcing me to repeat a sentence where I would declare myself a really bad race. I do have to admit, that I was feeling incredibly annoyed by this all, it really felt like bullying. I am probably one of the most tolerant humans in the world to when Reptilians play this superior race and inferior race game but this was really irritating. I had to summon all of my love for this Reptile and tolerance and draw from all of my relationship with Hamish to not get irritated and upset. So I answered his questions a little bit more mildly, by telling him what a wonderful good race he is, but I never did admit to me being such a horrible worthless race as he was wanting me to say. It was cute though, absolutely adorable, I thought back to it today and it just makes me smile and really happy! Such a cute creature! They are adorable. I think this was my Hamish I am sure it was.
Other experiences from earlier. One night Hamish let me meet his father. Hamish said that he does not like the smell of his father. I have also been shown a Reptilian base for Dragon Turtles (Hamish's Draconian subspecies) in Asia, I was shown that the Asian humans living there they will send a human child, an Asian child as if one of their own children from their community, to go alone and climb down the rocks into the underground Dragon base. The child will go there and will never return back. I wonder if the Dragons eat the child but it is only what I think we do not know, but anyhow the children that are sent to go there they never come back. I am not sure that the children that go there know there are dragons there either. I would go there anyway, I love Dragon Turtles. I am not afraid of Dragon Turtles.
One night Zeta Remulan showed me itself in a mental image and then a big frog puppet walking swiftly across in front of it in the image. That night I had dreams about two different puppet shows. Zeta Remulan loves to show me the frog puppet because it seems to think that otherwise I would be afraid to see the Zeta Remulan. The other night I was also asked by Zetas if I wanted a "bear", meaning teddybear, I said yes I like them.
I have seen Hamish in clear mental images many times in the time since I last wrote. He is absolutely beautiful. I love Hamish so much.
From my life with aliens
October 03 2019, 8:25 AM - Last night when I went to bed for the night, Hamish then told me that he was going to Japan. I wished him to have a good time and talked a bit to him about the Japanese koi fish he has seen there. What seemed like only seconds after Hamish left, I got a mental image from afar of a White Dragon, so I quickly called for Hamish and told him that an intruder was about to come here. Before all this, or after all this, I got to see lots of Reptilians visit me, and Hamish asked me if he could sit down on the sofa and I said of course you can sit and you don't need to ask me for permission you are always welcome here. Reptilians are beautiful. I saw a new Reptilian, and I started giving it compliments and after a while it smiled with its eyes. They love compliments, because they are so proud of themselves. Hamish let me see him in a mental image and he came close to me, he told me that he does not have a nose and that he looks different from me. I told him I have already seen him and that he is beautiful. He told me that he has a smell and was worried about coming close to me because of his smell, I told him I have smelled Reptilians before and that it is ok. Hamish is very cautious around me and gentle, he is a sweetheart.
Jack talked to me telepathically last night and he wondered about the Thuban species and wanted to talk to one, so I contacted Auntie telepathically and established a telepathic connection between them and listened to their conversation. Auntie only talked for a while before she had to leave, but she was on good behaviors without a hissy fit.
The other day a Mantid was trying to do mental damage to me from afar so that I would become more immobile and stay in bed more, it and Zeta Reticulans were behind that plan. I told them not to. I felt literally being under psychic attack and saw the Mantid and read its mind. This is not the first or only time they have done such tricks, I hope they stop that. It is scary some of the lengths Zeta Reticuli can go to to destroy their abductees so that it benefits their own purposes. Zetas are hideous creatures, I only put up with them because then I have Reptilians which are awesome.
A little yellow Alpha Centaurian has been visiting in my home in the other dimension a few times recently, it is nice to see these little yellow elves. We don't really talk. And last night when the Reptilians showed up, guess which little odd character also came here in the other dimension? This one on the drawing here. They are small and odd but I was happy to see it.
When Hamish went to Japan he said he was waiting for the ship to arrive. It was that harbor in Japan again where large ocean cargo ships go that have lots of different colored metal cargo containers loaded on them, many are bright orange color others are blue. I have seen in mental images that Hamish visits this site often and I have known it to be about food. Hamish said there is food there with fish. I have known since the first months of knowing Hamish that Reptilians have a base in the sea near Japan and that Reptilians are given fish gut trimmings to eat in Japan. I asked Hamish about this snacks and Hamish got a little bit fussy and dismissive I had the impression that he felt a bit embarrassed about this food. I do know that fish trimmings is not Hamish's favorite food to eat, for one it gives him a messy oily poo which can get on his flat duck feet so then he needs to wipe his feet clean. His favorite food is liver snacks but Hamish said something like suggesting that this food the fish trimmings is edible and good enough even though it is not his favorite.
Then Hamish went to a Reptilian base there and the other Reptilians were not welcoming him, it was because Hamish had entered the place acting a bit superior and the others also felt that Hamish was not the proper Reptilian race as they were. I told the other Reptilians that Hamish is the old Draconian race with the prominent back. It broke my heart a little bit when the other boys did not let Hamish into their group, my heart really goes out to Hamish every time.
Hamish has started stepping into the shower with me in the mornings when I have a shower, I don't mind at all. I tell him not to slip or stumble. Some of my favorite memories of Hamish are from college when I had a shower and Hamish would come to stand on the bathroom ruggie next to the shower and groom himself while keeping an eye on me, and then he would get his back stuck on the shower door handle when he turned around to leave because he was too big for that small shower room.
A day or two ago when I woke up in the morning, the first thing I was met with for that day was a mental image of Hamish and his bright bright clear mental image depicting a goldfish, it was so beautiful. We still talk about koalas, hedgehogs, and the other night he mentioned a porcupine and that he had seen one or been shown one and I asked if he liked the porcupine he said no (or more probably Yes-No) and I said why since he likes hedgehogs but he didn't say.
Eight years with Hamish now. "I am not your pet.", Hamish says now. "I know. You are my langoustine.", me. "I am your, Tik Tok.", Hamish. "Tuk Tok", me. I love him so much that when I think back to my life, the fact that I have been able to be a good friend and supportive to him makes my life worthwhile. I lived for him. And we have many more years together.
Also last night when I had gone to bed, the aliens asked me if I wanted to see the military I said sure and why, so I learned that the aliens have military there with them and those are armed, one man I was shown had dark-green camouflage clothing and a black rifle. The military told me that Reptilians eat blood I said so what humans drink breastmilk from cows. The military said that Reptilians have murdered a lot of military there. All I could think of was to make sure I would protect Hamish no matter what happens. I feel safe with Hamish, he would never hurt me. "Yes-No", he says now and sways his shoulders side to side to show kindness. "I love you tortoise langoustine.", me. "About my back, she has said.", Hamish turns around to show me his back hump which is covered in orange goosebumps as he calls it.
I wonder what would have been the best possible kind of life for Hamish to live? Surely not with me? I want to have a big garden and lots of nice things for him. I want to build for him a nice place with a table hole that has soft comfy rugs on the floor like his own cave to hide in and where he can sort and arrange his scales. I want to have goldfish for him and a nice garden with a creek where he can stand with his feet and do his washing up. Hamish loves to spend some time washing up and he is actually very neat and tidy and cleanly. He wipes his feet backwards if they get any mess on them and he washes and arranges neatly his shedded scales. He also objects if he thinks that floors are not clean and he appreciates it when I wash the floors. My Turtle Pooch, the best friend I have ever known and also the love of my life. Who ever knew that a Reptilian had this much sweetness in him? I love Reptilians, they are people, they even have a sense of humor. I love Hamish so much.
Reptilians!
September 16-17 2019, 1:03 AM - I think it was last night or otherwise the night before last, when I went to bed and it was dark in the room, I got to see lots of gorgeous clear mental visuals of Reptilians who seemed to be walking around the room. These were more than mental images in my mind, it was as if I was seeing them in the room but they were not physically there of course. One was possibly Hamish, another had a low crested. They had like Hamish has strange large eyes that bulge out of the head like on a fish, and the look in their eyes is expressionless, yet I know that they have a lot of thoughts in their heads. I gave them lots of compliments, especially making sure to let them know that I had seen their beautiful "crested" which they are so proud of. Reptilians are vain creatures, they like to be seen, looked at, and admired for their appearance. They love compliments, and compliments makes them friendly. They moved around a lot as if they were agitated and anxious, but that is normal for Reptilians. They are very aware of their surroundings, not sluggish like humans. It really was a gorgeous and unforgettable moment with Reptilians, I loved it.
Hamish is my best friend. I really am so fortunate and grateful to have him in my life. Several days ago he had moved his shedded scales to somewhere in Japan because I do not have a good rug for him here to put them on. I try not to worry. I wish I could tell him how much he means to me and to tell him that I would do anything for him. He is such a good friend.
I was guarding the eggs too
September 03 2019, 11:17 AM - I was in the kitchen last night working on the computer by the kitchen table and I had the door to the kitchen closed. Hamish was sitting comfortably on the living room sofa and may have even been watching television which a family member (who is totally unaware of my Hamish) was watching, unless Hamish was just content with the sofa in itself. I could sense that Hamish felt a bit anxious as he wanted to come to the kitchen to guard the eggs. I told Hamish to stay on the sofa and that I would help him, I would guard the eggs. So Hamish stayed sitting comfortably on the sofa. Only a little moment later, a bright light green Reptilian showed up in the kitchen. I assumed that it was here about the eggs, thinking that Hamish was not guarding. So I did Hamish's job. I informed the Reptilian (I may have first told it that it was cute, as who could resist) that I was with Hamish, I even referred to Hamish as a langoustine. Hamish was smiling with his eyes and he stayed on the sofa, he did not rush into the kitchen to chase the Reptilian out. The green Reptilian did not respond and left. I don't care about the eggs, but I want to keep Hamish, and if Hamish wants to enjoy sitting on a snug sofa then I can help him, I can chase off invading Reptilians too! And I did.
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