Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Who "Gets" to see a "UFO" and why?

Remember, I do have a navel and I'm entitled to have an opinion. For years I was like 70-80% of Americans , believed in "UFOs, never seen one. Then one day, everything I was ever taught had to be thrown off my balcony. Dee T. decided to lay down on my balcony one after noon while I was down stairs changing the oil in her truck. Dee T. started yelling at the top of her lungs, get up here and see this, I said what are the "Boys" doing, fucking around up there.? I get to the top of the stairs look straight up and there it is, "The Mother Ship" as big as life. Now I was an aircraft mechanic for 4 yrs. in the Navy, I know what stuff looks like in the air! There it was, all long and shaped like a cigar, it was easy to determine that is was way above 40,000 feet, because you could see the vapor trails from the flights going from Texas to California well below it. That started the chase to the "Hopi Ant People". That was # 1, # 2 was with one of my nephews Randy. Now Randy and the rest of the family thought I was nuts, then they thought I was nuts when I protested the "Vietnam" thing also! We were doing electrical work out on the "Pima Reservation", Randy pulls up to bring payroll for me and my "Pima" buds helping us wire a new building. I go inside to take payroll to Jeff and his bud. All of a sudden Randy starts screaming get out here, I run out side, Randy points to the east look, look and there, they were, two round silvery disk, or maybe total lack of color. Randy and I watched them for 19 minutes, he timed it, all the classics signs, Randy's Ceil phone won't work, this feeling in your gut, that says this is real. In our case, the entities created a dust devil with a paper plate in it to say, that's that, and this is real. Poor old Randy was just a lump of flesh after 19 minutes of this, it does tend to ware on you. Now I call him the Lutheran with a great UFO story that no one at church wanted to hear. Number three was with my youngest son, coming back from a trip to the "Hopi res. We were south of Jakes Corner, heading towards Payson about 5 to 10 miles, when we come around a corner and there it is, the kid goes just like a classic up-side down pie plate. Funny I had a brother commit suicide not far from there, I always said this is where Bob gets on board to go see the "Hopi". The "Mayans have a great story about how everybody starts in the same place, in the bottom of the bowl of life, in the mud. The trick is to rise above all the crap you are in and not let the others pull you back. Spiritual rise from them who want to stay, in the mud, and they will let you see there is more.bye #8

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