thelearner
05-04-2009, 12:45 PM
This is my first post, a very long, detailed description of a series of events and or dreams that have happened to me.
They are 100% true.
I would if i could, take any test, to prove that the facts given below, are 100% true!
I am open to all suggestions, theories and comments.
[To the moderators, please remove or delete if in wrong section or innappropriate].
I wake up one morning and immediately ask my wife to check the back of my head/neck.
why she asks? and i tell her, she falls about in fits of laughter.
Now i am 100% sure that i have been abducted during my sleep, she is 100% sure that i have had a very bad but realistic dream, maybe because my dreams are very real at times i have very complicated dreams (very rare is it that i have nightmares, even to this day), so as you can imagine when friends and family find out it becomes a big thing and the ideal thing to say at a get together , bring up about when you were abducted, you know the little green men hahahahaha.
at first this used to really annoy me but at no time was i ever embarrassed about it and i would openly talk to anyone that wanted to know, but i would never try and initiate the subject.
So i will tell you about the dream/abduction.
I will call it a dream for the sake of it, in the dream im being led on a white floor with a person/being either side of me , my face is towards the floor, I cannot look up but im not being forced to look down , nothing is being said to me im not hearing things in my head etc (telepathy).
We go into what i can only describe as another room? which has loads of people (humans) sitting down at desks with, for want of a better word laptops in front of them, again looking towards the floor, and not being forced to look there , but this time as we pass some of the people I move my eyes to try to look at them i cannot see their faces yet only the back of their heads.
(You know when you were at school and you had all the desks laid out in rows, and the teacher would walk up and down , thats how it was ), I was being walked through the rows and as I got to each of the people sitting there if I looked at the laptops screen I would see their faces (ie mirror like), I knew some of them, but didn’t if you know what I mean, the face was of someone I knew but could not put a name to it, there was no talking or anything like that.
Its hard to describe the feeling I had at this time and the sense of the surroundings, but if you imagine the camcorder and you are looking through the lens , the camcorder is pointing towards the floor with your eye on it , you are aware of everything else around you but are focused on what’s going through the lens.
Again being led past the rows of desks and people, I am led (but not forced in any way) towards a light in the middle of a room (I m not very good at describing this but I have drawings if anyone is interested). the light is lighting up this very long mechanical arm suspended from above, on the bottom of the arm is a flat surface there are two people/beings with their backs to me sitting around the flat surface.
As I get nearer to them it is if im being given the 'o.k.' to look up, and I see what looks like a group of people/beings sitting around a semi circle of plastic steps/seats (I say plastic ,because whatever it is that they are sitting on is see-thru and looks plastic), I have a sense that the higher up in the seating you are the more 'powerful' you are , this is only what is going through my mind im not being told this, there are about five rows of seats either side and about 20 people/beings each side.
I cannot make out what they look like but i know that they are there, but for some reason ,again making up my own mind is that they look human but a very light brown/caramel colour, the best way I can describe it it, if you remember Planet of the Apes, there was one ape in there who had a white beard, an older one , he was the same colour, and for some reason I just cannot get this colour out of my head.
Now I know that this is sounding very far fetched and film like but im really describing something that has had a major effect on me and my life, so please bear with me .....
Im led to the flat surface and put on it , God, its shiny! very shiny like metal, i have a robe (which im only now aware of wearing ) being taken off of me , and told to lay down on the flat surface (this time im told but its not spoken to me ), the shiny metal like surface is not cold at all , i lay on my front , and my face goes into what i will describe as a massage table with a hole to fit your head into.
I am aware of the two people/beings behind who are gently hold my head in place, although im not trying to get out of it, it is if im totally co-operating and don’t feel any ill-feeling at all.
Im then aware of an awful sound , God its horrible, i think to myself I wish they would pick the chairs up instead of scrapping them along?
What i think is all the people sitting by their desks are scrapping their chairs along a wooden floor to get a better look is in fact the sound of a drill that is going into the back of my head, but its a horrible sound , there is no pain what-so-ever, there is only one smell that has stuck with me it is similar to a hospital smell the cleanliness, the sharpness of everything, do you know what I mean?
Now in my mind i know what is going on , i want to get up and try to lift my head but am forced back down , but its not a hard force just a gently one its from one of the two people/beings behind me .
BANG ...i wake up and that’s where we started.
As ive said before i had a good life , comfortable, i was so sure that i was abducted, that i even went as far to open a shop, dealing in UFO and Alien merchandise etc, now believe me this was not my normal business strategy.
A) I didn’t know anything about this subject.
B) It wasn’t really something that as a business was going to fly of the handle and make me a millionaire.
and
C) There was and still is a stigma attached to owners of these type of businesses, (the old ..oh here comes the trekies/aliens/MIB) syndrome, my wife was not at all happy with it ,
so i lied to her and told her it was a loan for a friend to start his shop up and I was a silent partner...huh i don’t think she believed me, but I had the money , and we didn’t want for anything, so there i went.....
During the time i had the shop ..yes I was obsessed, i was on a crusade , I wanted to find out ...was it a dream ? was it real?
I had three other experiences or dreams whatever you like to call them
The first was just a very short memory of being at the front of a craft (bloody hell this sounds so stupid) and being with someone, don’t know who, don’t know if they were human? but being able to look out of the window?
At the front as we were going along, we both of us are aware of the jets that are whizzing past us (they are military jets) i look out of the window, and it is as if this jet has just stopped in mid air, i look right into the eyes of the pilot, he has a breathing apparatus on covering all but his eyes, i remember thinking to myself he looks like a pig, not because he was ugly, but because the breathing apparatus was turned up like a pigs nose, this was just my thought at that time ...i looked straight into his eyes and his eyes were so wide, and as if in disbelief at something, not at the fact the he was looking at a craft, but disbelief in seeing me standing there , like i shouldnt be there? thats what is seemed like?
I immediatly said to the other person/being they can see us! and as is he said to me (but not spoken) press that a button, i dont know what it looked like or what it felt like but i pushed it and the words ''not now they cant'' were said by him/it.
BANG ...i wake up !
The second time was the only time i have every been able to say i saw an 'alien' mmm yeah i know what you are all thinking??, 'a Grey' just sitting on the end of my bed just as if to say you comming?, nothing was said nothing was done, very dream like i know, just strange.
The third time, again a short memory of a dream or what i dont know?.
But i remember a very loud buzzing noise getting louder and louder, im lying in what i will call a 'pod' for want of a better word, its the purest white you can imagine, i say 'pod' because it was like i was incased in something, [the shape was like a big jet engine on the side of a plane], that type of shape.
The noise was getting louder, i was in the pod with someone or something i dont, and for some reason i wasnt happy about the whole situation.
The last thing i remember is trying to wriggle free from something and shout out ''''IF THIS IS WHAT YOURE GOING TO DO ..I DONT WANT TO COME ANYMORE'''....!!
BANG...i wake up ....this was the last time ive ever had any type of 'dream' like that!
Well as you can imagine the shop didnt do very well and after a year and a half i closed it down, my other businesses were still doing well but had suffered some what due to my obsession with the shop, and it was now time to get things back on track.
Fast forward a few years, ive lost my businesses, but doing a few bits and peices and decide to get a job with a friend.
One morning at work i dont feel well, i pass out and wake up later that day in THE ROYAL LONDON HOSPTAL it seems i have had suffered a Major epileptic fit.
I have never had this before and from what the doctors have told me everyone is allowed one epileptic fit in their life , maybe due to stress or shock, so no more was thought about it.
I was discharged from RLH a couple of days later and was going to a hospital nearer my home for follow-ups.[as an out-patient].
So we was not getting anywhere with finding the cause to the seizure (fit) so they decided i should go for an MRI brain scan at St Barts in london.
I went there had the scan and all was done but was till awaiting the results from the scan this went on for ages , months, then one day i came home from work and my wife's in tears, she says' the hospital have called you have to go back to the RLH tommorow they want to see you?''
The doctor at my hospital where i had my follow-ups had called our house to tell her this, but he has also told her that i have a brain tumor, now come on, i would have told my wife myself anyway, but surely i should be the first to know ...? shouldnt i?
Now as you can imagine within that split second "MY WORLD HAD FALLEN APART" , all sorts of things are going through my mind....
Why do they want to see me so quick?
Why was i not told first?
Why had my hospital rung up and not the RLH? Why? Why ?
Am i going to die? This was bad!!!
My wife and i get to the RLH at 9.00 the next day and the nurse or specialist explains all to us ....pheeeeewwww its not as bad as we think... yeah i still have a tumor but it isnt cancerous, the reason i was to be seen so quickly was the epilepsy surgery only operated on that day (i dont mean for an operation), so after a long talk with the neurologist and the specialist they decide the best course of action is to leave it , i have only had one fit , nothing prior, and they feel that the epilepsy is being caused by the tumor, so they can control the epilepsy with tablets? job done?
As time go's by my seizures get worse and are "drug resistant" they [the Dr's] feel they will have to operate.
The operation is carried out at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery [NHNN] in London.
Now while in hospital, i am posistioned next to a male roughly around my age and we get chatting.
He tells me that he works for The Home Office or Ministry of [no, not Defence], and that he has a "desk" in London and a "desk" in Saudi, where he is stationed and that he wouldnt have got his operation done if it was not for Who he worked for?
He explains that he has been flown over from Saudi to have this operation carried out?
He, like me, has many visitors, who bring in his laptop each day [as it is for work, it is taken home with them each night]
On one occassion he explained to me that the group of visitors that had just left, were his family[Mum Dad & Sister] they were dressed in normal clothing.
However the next day another group of men, 4 in all, came to visit him, dressedvery smart some in suits [no not Men in Black] but smartly dressed, they came with his lap-top and after about an hour or so they left, said goodbye to me also, and i said to him,
"ere they the people you work with"
to which he replied, " no! the older one is my Dad and the others are my friends and a cousin"???
Now the older one as he put it, was certainly not the same man that was there the day before, who he stated was his Dad!
This man who i found very friendly and nice to be honest, was very interested in my background, my family, but never once asked me what i did for a living?
He didnt smoke, where as i did, but would always follow me around when i went outside for a cigarrette?
I had a mate who used to visit me everyday, the 3 of us used to get on really well [me, my mate, and the man in the bed next to me], my mate said "there is something not 100% about him"
"What do you mean, he alright" i said.
My mate who is a joker but also a complete and utter skeptic about evereything said "i dont know i just cant put my finger on it"?
After we had our operations [his was totaly different to mine] we were moved to a ward completly on our own, just the two of us?
The ward could have fit at least 15 or so people in it, but here we were just us two?
The nurses would say "oh you two have got special treatment dont you"?
My mate called the man next to me "007" as a joke [but no to his face], and when he come up to visit one night he said "oh did 007 get you this whole floor to yoursleves"
We both were discharged on the same day, my mate and my wife were coming to pick me up, when they come up to the ward, they said "what has the Queen arrived",
i said "what are you on about"?
"We had to prove who we were and who we were visiting before a man would allow them in the lift to my floor" they said.
He [the man in the next bed] had already told me that he was waiting for "his work car" to pick him up.
We all got into the lift together, and out of the hospital where there we a number of males waiting for him, and two cars right outside the front of the hospital [only for ambulances], we said our goodbyes and wished each other well, exchanged telephone numbers and email addresses, and sure enough, he got into one of the cars and the other followed closely behind.
Now there are a few things i have left out mainly to protect my identity and that of my family, just incase there was someone on here who could put 2 plus 2 together and hey presto!!.
I guess what im really looking for is an answere?
From who...i dont know?
Am i reading more into this than i should?
Am i adding 2 and 2 and coming up with 5?.
I would like to hear your thoughts on this subject, if anyone wants?.
They are 100% true.
I would if i could, take any test, to prove that the facts given below, are 100% true!
I am open to all suggestions, theories and comments.
[To the moderators, please remove or delete if in wrong section or innappropriate].
I wake up one morning and immediately ask my wife to check the back of my head/neck.
why she asks? and i tell her, she falls about in fits of laughter.
Now i am 100% sure that i have been abducted during my sleep, she is 100% sure that i have had a very bad but realistic dream, maybe because my dreams are very real at times i have very complicated dreams (very rare is it that i have nightmares, even to this day), so as you can imagine when friends and family find out it becomes a big thing and the ideal thing to say at a get together , bring up about when you were abducted, you know the little green men hahahahaha.
at first this used to really annoy me but at no time was i ever embarrassed about it and i would openly talk to anyone that wanted to know, but i would never try and initiate the subject.
So i will tell you about the dream/abduction.
I will call it a dream for the sake of it, in the dream im being led on a white floor with a person/being either side of me , my face is towards the floor, I cannot look up but im not being forced to look down , nothing is being said to me im not hearing things in my head etc (telepathy).
We go into what i can only describe as another room? which has loads of people (humans) sitting down at desks with, for want of a better word laptops in front of them, again looking towards the floor, and not being forced to look there , but this time as we pass some of the people I move my eyes to try to look at them i cannot see their faces yet only the back of their heads.
(You know when you were at school and you had all the desks laid out in rows, and the teacher would walk up and down , thats how it was ), I was being walked through the rows and as I got to each of the people sitting there if I looked at the laptops screen I would see their faces (ie mirror like), I knew some of them, but didn’t if you know what I mean, the face was of someone I knew but could not put a name to it, there was no talking or anything like that.
Its hard to describe the feeling I had at this time and the sense of the surroundings, but if you imagine the camcorder and you are looking through the lens , the camcorder is pointing towards the floor with your eye on it , you are aware of everything else around you but are focused on what’s going through the lens.
Again being led past the rows of desks and people, I am led (but not forced in any way) towards a light in the middle of a room (I m not very good at describing this but I have drawings if anyone is interested). the light is lighting up this very long mechanical arm suspended from above, on the bottom of the arm is a flat surface there are two people/beings with their backs to me sitting around the flat surface.
As I get nearer to them it is if im being given the 'o.k.' to look up, and I see what looks like a group of people/beings sitting around a semi circle of plastic steps/seats (I say plastic ,because whatever it is that they are sitting on is see-thru and looks plastic), I have a sense that the higher up in the seating you are the more 'powerful' you are , this is only what is going through my mind im not being told this, there are about five rows of seats either side and about 20 people/beings each side.
I cannot make out what they look like but i know that they are there, but for some reason ,again making up my own mind is that they look human but a very light brown/caramel colour, the best way I can describe it it, if you remember Planet of the Apes, there was one ape in there who had a white beard, an older one , he was the same colour, and for some reason I just cannot get this colour out of my head.
Now I know that this is sounding very far fetched and film like but im really describing something that has had a major effect on me and my life, so please bear with me .....
Im led to the flat surface and put on it , God, its shiny! very shiny like metal, i have a robe (which im only now aware of wearing ) being taken off of me , and told to lay down on the flat surface (this time im told but its not spoken to me ), the shiny metal like surface is not cold at all , i lay on my front , and my face goes into what i will describe as a massage table with a hole to fit your head into.
I am aware of the two people/beings behind who are gently hold my head in place, although im not trying to get out of it, it is if im totally co-operating and don’t feel any ill-feeling at all.
Im then aware of an awful sound , God its horrible, i think to myself I wish they would pick the chairs up instead of scrapping them along?
What i think is all the people sitting by their desks are scrapping their chairs along a wooden floor to get a better look is in fact the sound of a drill that is going into the back of my head, but its a horrible sound , there is no pain what-so-ever, there is only one smell that has stuck with me it is similar to a hospital smell the cleanliness, the sharpness of everything, do you know what I mean?
Now in my mind i know what is going on , i want to get up and try to lift my head but am forced back down , but its not a hard force just a gently one its from one of the two people/beings behind me .
BANG ...i wake up and that’s where we started.
As ive said before i had a good life , comfortable, i was so sure that i was abducted, that i even went as far to open a shop, dealing in UFO and Alien merchandise etc, now believe me this was not my normal business strategy.
A) I didn’t know anything about this subject.
B) It wasn’t really something that as a business was going to fly of the handle and make me a millionaire.
and
C) There was and still is a stigma attached to owners of these type of businesses, (the old ..oh here comes the trekies/aliens/MIB) syndrome, my wife was not at all happy with it ,
so i lied to her and told her it was a loan for a friend to start his shop up and I was a silent partner...huh i don’t think she believed me, but I had the money , and we didn’t want for anything, so there i went.....
During the time i had the shop ..yes I was obsessed, i was on a crusade , I wanted to find out ...was it a dream ? was it real?
I had three other experiences or dreams whatever you like to call them
The first was just a very short memory of being at the front of a craft (bloody hell this sounds so stupid) and being with someone, don’t know who, don’t know if they were human? but being able to look out of the window?
At the front as we were going along, we both of us are aware of the jets that are whizzing past us (they are military jets) i look out of the window, and it is as if this jet has just stopped in mid air, i look right into the eyes of the pilot, he has a breathing apparatus on covering all but his eyes, i remember thinking to myself he looks like a pig, not because he was ugly, but because the breathing apparatus was turned up like a pigs nose, this was just my thought at that time ...i looked straight into his eyes and his eyes were so wide, and as if in disbelief at something, not at the fact the he was looking at a craft, but disbelief in seeing me standing there , like i shouldnt be there? thats what is seemed like?
I immediatly said to the other person/being they can see us! and as is he said to me (but not spoken) press that a button, i dont know what it looked like or what it felt like but i pushed it and the words ''not now they cant'' were said by him/it.
BANG ...i wake up !
The second time was the only time i have every been able to say i saw an 'alien' mmm yeah i know what you are all thinking??, 'a Grey' just sitting on the end of my bed just as if to say you comming?, nothing was said nothing was done, very dream like i know, just strange.
The third time, again a short memory of a dream or what i dont know?.
But i remember a very loud buzzing noise getting louder and louder, im lying in what i will call a 'pod' for want of a better word, its the purest white you can imagine, i say 'pod' because it was like i was incased in something, [the shape was like a big jet engine on the side of a plane], that type of shape.
The noise was getting louder, i was in the pod with someone or something i dont, and for some reason i wasnt happy about the whole situation.
The last thing i remember is trying to wriggle free from something and shout out ''''IF THIS IS WHAT YOURE GOING TO DO ..I DONT WANT TO COME ANYMORE'''....!!
BANG...i wake up ....this was the last time ive ever had any type of 'dream' like that!
Well as you can imagine the shop didnt do very well and after a year and a half i closed it down, my other businesses were still doing well but had suffered some what due to my obsession with the shop, and it was now time to get things back on track.
Fast forward a few years, ive lost my businesses, but doing a few bits and peices and decide to get a job with a friend.
One morning at work i dont feel well, i pass out and wake up later that day in THE ROYAL LONDON HOSPTAL it seems i have had suffered a Major epileptic fit.
I have never had this before and from what the doctors have told me everyone is allowed one epileptic fit in their life , maybe due to stress or shock, so no more was thought about it.
I was discharged from RLH a couple of days later and was going to a hospital nearer my home for follow-ups.[as an out-patient].
So we was not getting anywhere with finding the cause to the seizure (fit) so they decided i should go for an MRI brain scan at St Barts in london.
I went there had the scan and all was done but was till awaiting the results from the scan this went on for ages , months, then one day i came home from work and my wife's in tears, she says' the hospital have called you have to go back to the RLH tommorow they want to see you?''
The doctor at my hospital where i had my follow-ups had called our house to tell her this, but he has also told her that i have a brain tumor, now come on, i would have told my wife myself anyway, but surely i should be the first to know ...? shouldnt i?
Now as you can imagine within that split second "MY WORLD HAD FALLEN APART" , all sorts of things are going through my mind....
Why do they want to see me so quick?
Why was i not told first?
Why had my hospital rung up and not the RLH? Why? Why ?
Am i going to die? This was bad!!!
My wife and i get to the RLH at 9.00 the next day and the nurse or specialist explains all to us ....pheeeeewwww its not as bad as we think... yeah i still have a tumor but it isnt cancerous, the reason i was to be seen so quickly was the epilepsy surgery only operated on that day (i dont mean for an operation), so after a long talk with the neurologist and the specialist they decide the best course of action is to leave it , i have only had one fit , nothing prior, and they feel that the epilepsy is being caused by the tumor, so they can control the epilepsy with tablets? job done?
As time go's by my seizures get worse and are "drug resistant" they [the Dr's] feel they will have to operate.
The operation is carried out at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery [NHNN] in London.
Now while in hospital, i am posistioned next to a male roughly around my age and we get chatting.
He tells me that he works for The Home Office or Ministry of [no, not Defence], and that he has a "desk" in London and a "desk" in Saudi, where he is stationed and that he wouldnt have got his operation done if it was not for Who he worked for?
He explains that he has been flown over from Saudi to have this operation carried out?
He, like me, has many visitors, who bring in his laptop each day [as it is for work, it is taken home with them each night]
On one occassion he explained to me that the group of visitors that had just left, were his family[Mum Dad & Sister] they were dressed in normal clothing.
However the next day another group of men, 4 in all, came to visit him, dressedvery smart some in suits [no not Men in Black] but smartly dressed, they came with his lap-top and after about an hour or so they left, said goodbye to me also, and i said to him,
"ere they the people you work with"
to which he replied, " no! the older one is my Dad and the others are my friends and a cousin"???
Now the older one as he put it, was certainly not the same man that was there the day before, who he stated was his Dad!
This man who i found very friendly and nice to be honest, was very interested in my background, my family, but never once asked me what i did for a living?
He didnt smoke, where as i did, but would always follow me around when i went outside for a cigarrette?
I had a mate who used to visit me everyday, the 3 of us used to get on really well [me, my mate, and the man in the bed next to me], my mate said "there is something not 100% about him"
"What do you mean, he alright" i said.
My mate who is a joker but also a complete and utter skeptic about evereything said "i dont know i just cant put my finger on it"?
After we had our operations [his was totaly different to mine] we were moved to a ward completly on our own, just the two of us?
The ward could have fit at least 15 or so people in it, but here we were just us two?
The nurses would say "oh you two have got special treatment dont you"?
My mate called the man next to me "007" as a joke [but no to his face], and when he come up to visit one night he said "oh did 007 get you this whole floor to yoursleves"
We both were discharged on the same day, my mate and my wife were coming to pick me up, when they come up to the ward, they said "what has the Queen arrived",
i said "what are you on about"?
"We had to prove who we were and who we were visiting before a man would allow them in the lift to my floor" they said.
He [the man in the next bed] had already told me that he was waiting for "his work car" to pick him up.
We all got into the lift together, and out of the hospital where there we a number of males waiting for him, and two cars right outside the front of the hospital [only for ambulances], we said our goodbyes and wished each other well, exchanged telephone numbers and email addresses, and sure enough, he got into one of the cars and the other followed closely behind.
Now there are a few things i have left out mainly to protect my identity and that of my family, just incase there was someone on here who could put 2 plus 2 together and hey presto!!.
I guess what im really looking for is an answere?
From who...i dont know?
Am i reading more into this than i should?
Am i adding 2 and 2 and coming up with 5?.
I would like to hear your thoughts on this subject, if anyone wants?.