What Humankind Must First Learn about Alien Abductions :Alien/Human Hybrids
Posted: Sunday, November 20, 2011
by Paul Schroeder
alien / demonic attachment
Alien/Human Hybrids: What Alien Abductions Are All About
by Paul Schroeder
Within a blackness, a voice, intoning, resonant and deep, over and over and over:
"What a beautiful child, such a lovely child."
"What a lovely child, such a beautiful child."
Over and over and over, again.
I am drawn to a parade.
Moving swiftly forward, striding, I can see the popcorn strewn sidewalk beneath my feet and I can smell cotton candy cloying sweetness wafting in the breeze.
Just ahead, an excited blare of trumpets, a murmur of deeply lined crowds and a growing but yet still distant tattoo of drums, combine to urge and propel me forward.
I am holding hands, pulling along two children,one in each hand, as I rush forward, expectantly eager,
with an urgency that these two very small children experience the brassy, colorful thrill, of a parade.
In my right hand is the palm of a human child, perhaps five years old, a child wiry and muscular with blond hair and bluest eyes, a robust human child.
In my other hand, I grasp a small, withered hand, one of an odd looking, frail, non-human child, with black almond-shaped eyes and very long, skinny arms and legs, a sickly, tubular creature-child, who struggles but who can't keep up.
I sweep this odd child up onto my shoulders to let it see ahead and to carry it ; I feel its joy as a strong psychic wave..
I look again, curious and more critical.
It is a handicapped, ailing entity, sadly listless and lifeless.
A facsimile look alike of the cartoon character, Gumby,
its long grey arms and legs seem useless appendages, a long tubular shaped Gumby child, listless, ill and with no vitality.
I stare in amazement, clearly disgusted.
The scene changes, as does the perspective.
I am now looking down at this same grey tubular, now diapered child, laying on a bed.
I hear that same deep resonant voice repeatedly suggest that I change its diaper.
(I was never an eager changer of diapers with my own babies, choosing sometimes to neglectfully leave a fully ripe and pungent baby for their mother to change, who was due home at any moment! )
I do a double-take and recoil at the suggestion to nurture and care for it by changing its dirty diaper..
Both the creature and its toilet needs repulse me, as I examine it more closely.
I awaken in bed, suddenly aware that the word, "dreams", used to describe abduction's surreal otherworldly ness, is an impotent word, in our language,
a problem with our language's inability to describe the experience in any other way.
"What a beautiful child!", as a phrase, recalled by tens of thousands of abductees the world over, clearly appears to be a phrase in an alien scripted scenario, in attempts to have offspring reunited with their somatic abductee parents for nurturing, as these hybrids seem to be expiring.
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““ "All truth passes through three (3) stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident." – Arthur Schopenhauer ””
And that's what abductions are all about.
They are busy doing what we are doing, creating offspring, all over the planet, but blending two very different species of beings.
These hybrids have been acquired, by these beings, by a difficult, long, hard road.
We are used, towards this alien agenda, precisely, in the same way, as we practice animal husbandry.
Alien manipulations of human spinal nerves initiate secret, as yet unbidden DNA sequences, which dangerously age and disease and trouble the somatic body and mind of an abducted person.
After an incident, early 'triggering' of DNA sequences causes acceleration of aging and growth of certain cells.
There are horrible psychic and emotional results from activation of these DNA sequences too quickly; inter dimensional 'bleedthroughs' occur; one senses other worldly creatures and flirts with the beast of madness, itself.
What is subtly being programmed, stored and retrieved in our DNA and spinal cords?
We are Manchurian candidates of stellar proportions.
Mass abductions, the taking of many people in an area at the same time, involves folding time and space in a manner beyond belief so that no time missed is noticed by abductees.
Time is a quaint variable, like gravity, both of which aliens have exploited in ways that we can only faintly imagine.
When UFO craft suddenly wink out, vanish and then reappear, in the exact same spot, they have actually traveled in time and returned.
As a loose rule, abductees' soul-personalities have agreed to participate in these abductions at a distant point in time, as a spiritual agreement and these people are often virtual peace offerings between warring alien factions as somatic banks to periodically retrieve somatic tissue from people with alien DNA.
Most abductees have rarified alien DNA.
They locate us as children to begin this tampering and it continues regularly, throughout life.
I refuse to acknowledge this agreement, as this particular personality of mine has been purposely made aware of these intrusions and as such, reflect a clear violation of spiritual rights, in their continuing.
I have dragged my feet and refused cooperation.
They change tactics and redouble their efforts.
I have enlisted spiritual help from the same dimension that they use to enter our physical one, and they lend demons into the equation as spite work, muddling the picture.
I tell myself that I will remember, and vague and vivid snippets remain which I can unfurl at leisure, by worrying the edges of the snippet.
What happened just before and just after the recalled snippet of memory will intrude slowly, until a fuller grasp entails.
They are careful to give me screen memories that mask events onboard craft, screen memories dreamlike in nature.
Often, they wrap me in general blackness so that I awake with nosebleeds, scoop marks and exhaustion without vivid remnants to recall.
But the screen memories are so aligned with their negative thoughts that the scenarios reveal that they are imposed, by virtue of their worst scenario plots and their vividness.
They are masters of delusions and can have one dreaming a snug little dream while they march one around their craft for various purposes, and most abductees, the world over, are none the wiser.
I resent and frustrate their entrances, approaches and goals when I resist and their tempers ill befit the advanced technology that they have.
Since they primarily wait until one is in REM sleep, lucid dreaming works well to detect and interact with them and is worth all the trouble it takes to master techniques of lucid dreaming.
It is hard to imagine the human hardships and brutal dilemmas orchestrated by these alien puppet masters; I have been busy severing the overhead marionette cords of their subtle imposed control and therein struggling to find myself.
I program myself to subliminally repeat,"I will no longer participate in these alien endeavors", only to find that in sleep I am shaken forcibly by a dark demonic entity as strong as a bull, who says," You will do as you're TOLD!"
Prayer works, not unlike a pesticide, only if it is effective and is repetitious.
While none of the standard appeals to saints and to Jesus works, repeating the word, " GOD", over and over, can set up a different vibration level that could instantly end an abduction, if one only had the presence of mind.
That's where lucid dreaming comes in.
One of Heaven's most engaged with efficacy against evil, is Archangel St. Michael; sincere and fervent requests for his support in our battles against unseen evil will often bring immediate temporary respite.
We are not alone or simply watched with benign neglect, by Heaven.
Never fear, as they feed ethereally from negative fears.
Love them away and they'll be puzzled enough to sit down and think things over before they come again.
Remember that creeping anxiety is the signature symptom of their psychic intrusion and that if you feel that fear building, they're already inside.
Treat the creepy anxiety as though it were a person and order it away in the name of God; you'll see that the feeling abates instantly, but like yellow jacket wasps at at a picnic cola, they unerringly try again, over and over.
Fighting them is a 24 hour 365 day job from now on.
Effective repeated prayer that repels can and does work for me only intermittently, however.
The entities whom abduct are unseen but the entities who assess the testing I've been submitted to are flat like a Gumby character, white like a refrigerator, tall, hooded and telepathic in nature.
During abductions, the human brain is somehow detached from the front of the brain, where one's shoe can hang before one's eyes but one cant discern just precisely what it is.
That's what looking out of the craft's window and seeing the Earth, the Moon, nebulae and stars was like, precisely stated.
The perspective was waking to find that I was asleep, wrapped in delusional thoughts and scenes.
I later discovered that these entities always just outside of sight, were keeping me and a host of others during a mass abduction, on short, psychic, surreal leashes of control while manipulating us around the craft for various purposes.
The psychic nature of these entities is most uncannily canny and most who experience an abduction will not ever recall being inside an alien craft or will dismiss any vivid flashbacks as dreams.
My only clue, was awakening with the joy of recalling a dream about an intricate gorgeous wood inlayed staircase that had brought me a sweet rapture.
Unfurling backwards the events around that joy at seeing an ornate wood staircase revealed that my rapture of that staircase had been an alien ploy
to erase my memory and to cloud my recollections of my genuine awe, in seeing the Earth and the Moon, stars and nebulae outside that craft's window.
By making a simple metal staircase the unrightful recipient of a much more powerfully imposed 'awe', by turning the delusion's volume up too dramatically, a mind controlling screen memory failed and ultimately backfired for the controlling, mind reading entity who imposed it.
There is still much more to be remembered.
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Top-level comments on this article: (4 total)I know well the power of those short psychic surreal leashes........excellent article Paul- Thanks-Always EllaPlease log in to respond to this comment.These critters have for too many years 'played' me like a Hammond organ, with usage of the foot pedals; I surely know that you as well have been an 'instrument', in their hands, sometimes playing dissonance and syncopation heart melodies, beyond your immediate control.
You're not alone.Please log in to respond to this comment.Your comment left me with a grateful peace....It is what it is and we must deal with it- I grow weary at times....thank you for not leaving me alone....I suppose we must all find each other and huddle....Always-EllaPlease log in to respond to this comment.I shall be most merciful NOT to encumber you, with my huddle.
A grateful peace suffices.Please log in to respond to this comment.I simply meant a sharing amongst all who struggle within these stormy seas...I would not allow you to encumber me-and therefore swamp my boat-Thanks for the offering of peace-Please log in to respond to this comment.Well, I did correct the mispelling...my only defense is that I just woke up LOL-Please log in to respond to this comment.
Now there's a phrase "somatic banks". I followed your lines and tried to keep the balance I had from before, when I had not read this yet. It all makes me reconstruct some theoretical constructs for "Myra" my Fantasy series, but also for just plain old me. What an erector set of synaptic twists to be carrying around with you. I will keep reading. Wow.
Are you saying that existing human born people can take in new DNA? And if so, how does it affect the person?Please log in to respond to this comment.Alien manipulations of human spinal nerves initiate secret, as yet unbidden DNA sequences, which dangerously age and disease and trouble the somatic body and mind of an abducted person.
After an incident, early 'triggering' of DNA sequences causes acceleration of aging and growth of certain cells.
There are horrible psychic and emotional results from activation of these DNA sequences too quickly; inter dimensional 'bleedthroughs' occur; one senses other worldly creatures and flirts with the beast of madness, itself.
What is subtly being programmed, stored and retrieved in our DNA and spinal cords? We are Manchurian candidates of stellar proportions.
Please log in to respond to this comment.That's what I thought you were saying.Please log in to respond to this comment.If one considers the worldwide implications, one can soon garner the perspective of farmers milking cows...............Please log in to respond to this comment.
This was an incredible recollection with more to come I’m sure. -Since they primarily wait until one is in REM sleep,- for a moment I saw the upside of my getting so little sleep. Interesting as usual Paul, thanks.Please log in to respond to this comment.It is hard to imagine the human hardships and brutal dilemmas orchestrated by these alien puppet masters; I have been busy severing the overhead marionette cords of their subtle imposed control and therein struggling to find myself.
I program myself to subliminally repeat,"I will no longer participate in these alien endeavors", only to find that in sleep I am shaken forcibly by a dark demonic entity as strong as a bull, who says," You will do as you're TOLD!"
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Bless you, I couldn't take this. One thing I'd do for sure is camcorder myself sleeping each and every night. I'd at least have some record. Really good article, as always Paul and the basis for much thought. Like I've told you, I count my blessings. I'd never ever want to walk in your shoes and bear this. Remember, write and divulge.Please log in to respond to this comment.
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