MEN IN BLACK- I was using my hands continuously it seemed, guiding energy in directions where forces were being aimed at me. I could feel these forces with my hands like a heavy pressure. At one point two men dressed in black suits with dark sun glasses knocked on the door and asked if I would please stop doing whatever it was I was doing. They said I was causing their various sensitive monitoring instruments to malfunction and even explode. The navy man stepped in front of me and asked them to repeat the request. We just looked at each other with surprise on our faces.
I told them that their instruments were giving me headaches and creating so much static electricity that I was becoming ill (my waist long hair often stuck straight up in all directions). I had pin-sized holes on my body where the electricity entered and then exited (there were no power lines in the area). I knew they were referring to the times that I had used the cordless phone to track the directions of monitoring devices. By turning on the phone, keying random numbers and pointing it toward different areas, the phone made a beeping or clicking sound in each direction that monitoring had been detected. Then I would send energy through my hands until I heard a small explosion or popping sounds.
The phones were tapped (we found the wires and box out in the garage that led straight to our apartment) so I think I was interfering with that function too. They gave the impression that they were CIA or FBI with the sophisticated jargon they rattled off. However, I got the distinct feeling that they were far more educated than most agents in the government... Oops, there goes my sense of humor again. There was an air of an "emotional void" about them that gave me the chills. They spoke to me as though I knew them, and after a few moments I must have mentally relayed to them that I had lost interest in causing a disturbance. I felt like we had reached an unspoken agreement. They said they would be back, then turned and left. I knew that if I prayed for help at the moment I recognized a difficulty from then on out, the Lord would have a whole different solution to the problem...a much better one than using my hands.
After they were gone, the navy man told me he was completely baffled about who these men were. He said they had no connection to anyone he was familiar with.
SUSPENDED ANIMATION- By the time I had spent several years in these constricting circumstances, I was ready to leave but felt that by staying and fighting I was doing my appointed work for the benefit of many at a later time. This required that I be patient until I could safely cease all involvement. In the mean time, I did not like the fact that I was being physically forced to stay in seclusion. If I attempted to leave I was sometimes apprehended by unseen sources. I was literally pulled down by an invisible force that prevented several large male friends from budging my body off of a chair or sofa. We could feel intense vibration in the floor. This had only happened when I had attempted to give up my involvement. I suspected the source was coming from the same type of equipment that the unknown black air crafts used, a force coming from above us that sent energy waves down clear through the floor.
At other times, I was shocked by an unseen source. It created bruises that appeared to be made from a "cattle prod." It left a large yellow bruise with purple in the center of that. Sometimes one or two tiny purple spots were in the very middle of both. The purple dots in the center were too far apart to be bug bites.
I remember one instance when I saw ripples, like electrical current, moving across the carpet towards my feet. I walked over to the sofa and sat down after I had felt a surge of electricity vibrating underneath me. The next thing I knew I was tasting blood. There were two pin size holes at one side of my mouth, and they were bleeding. The navy man was suddenly stretched out comfortably on the other side of the sofa, even though he had been sitting down next to where I had been standing across the room.
I knew he had been replaced by an evil being and it was sadistically laughing at me; saying I was unconscious for a half an hour, and that while I was lying on the floor it had slapped me repeatedly to wake me up, claiming that was why my mouth was bleeding. It was trying to convince me that it had knocked me down with an unseen force. It went on taunting me with the idea that it was successfully proving to be more powerful than my faith in the Lord. The others present were beginning to get scared.
The way I had seen it; after feeling the current touch my feet from the carpet, I walked across the floor and sat down on the sofa without pausing or discontinuing a sentence.
One person present had observed it exactly how I had seen it happen, yet, another person said they thought it strange that when they saw me walk across the floor after I was somehow knocked down, I started finishing the sentence exactly where I had left off before I went down. They said it looked as though I had been shocked by electricity because I was jolted a little. This person said I was lying on the floor for only a moment and that no one had the chance to come near me because I got up and started walking. They watched me go to the sofa, then in a split second the navy man was stretched out on it.
No one that had been present could comprehend the bleeding pinholes at the side of my mouth (the pinholes did not look like anything produced by the striking of a hand) nor how the navy man got to the sofa from the chair on the other side of the room *instantly*.
We all began explaining to each other what we had seen and didn't notice there was an almost overwhelming vibration in the room all the while. Suddenly fearful of the effect, the others, aside from the evil being and myself, ran from the apartment.
I packed a small bag and managed to leave without any repercussions. I stayed with family for a few days because the entity had been given too much attention and I could not send it away by myself, I was too angered. I went up to the mountains to regain a stronger connection with the Creator.
That incidence convinced my friends and me that though the evil beings often tried to harm us, the Lord and Father Creator dealt with them while we were actually removed from the situation and placed in a suspended animation somewhere. I was sure that I was somehow lifted from a potentially harmful attack. The evil ones somehow replaced my form with an artificial image. They could have pre-formatted a victimized experience for a visual effect, kind of how magicians now days create virtual images for their audience with technology, before hand. At the point of my return, it was intended that my memory be falsely impregnated with whatever supposedly happened.
I think I experienced this because I had prayed to understand suffering. I now comprehend that if I were meant to die, the Father Creator would take me away long before I felt anything physical or mental. That incident made me certain that the Lord uses the same maneuver whenever evil attempts to torture or kill all innocent humans, especially children. We are actually removed BEFORE death or harm. Sometimes after that, a hologram illusion can duplicate a person's image so it can look like terrible things are happening to them, but for the most part, they are already gone. It makes me surer about what the bible tells me having to do with Satan and his angels being able to take on other forms. So, now I know that if I can potentially suffer, I have a choice not to claim it.
No evil shall befall you, nor shall affliction come near your tent, for to His Angels God has given command about you, that they guard you in all your ways. Upon their hands they will bear you up, lest you dash your foot against a stone. ~~Psalm 91: 10-12
MUSIC TO OUR EARS- At times when my friends and I were sitting around in the apartment talking, these peculiar sounds (kind of like tiny hair dryers) sped around the room above us, so I would aim my hands and send out energy at them. Somehow it seemed I would connect; and out of them the strangest, yet most extraordinarily beautiful music would intone loudly.
It was similar to electronic new age music, yet impeccably orchestrated in timing and tone quality. While listening to some of them, we could feel sound waves intensely vibrating through our skeletal structures. It seemed to be produced with highly perfected instruments that I had never before heard. The rhythms were indefinable from the standpoint of earthly timing. The music was filled with such a purity of spirit that I found myself nearly brought to tears by the joy and elation contained in them. My skin tingled with goose bumps from head to toe!
We often heard music coming from all around us. The source could not be pin-pointed. It too was nearly beyond our earthly understanding of music, although I was somehow sure it was produced with stones, like vibration of some type sent into different crystals and/or precious stones. Some of the music was accompanied by the singing voices of angelic beings. I remember one in particular; male voices were singing something about blue skies. There was no repetition or chanting, rather, words about the love and beauty in the "blue heavens" and praise of the Almighty Creator. Once I heard these amazing sounds, I never wanted to hear anything else for music. To this day I search endlessly to find anything that comes close to it.
At times the neighbors had heard it, and on different occasions were seen scratching their heads out in their yards while listening. Before you find this totally outlandish, there is a 10th century Tibetan drawing of two objects that look like hats, but are floating in mid-air. This is what these things look like in the mind's eye, and the objects in the pictures were said to create melodious sounds.
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Ten thousand upon ten thousand angels encircling the throne,
worshiping God with songs no mind has yet conceived, different forms, but God delights in them all. ~Revelations
THREE UFO's Once, when I returned from a separate time portal back to the reality of the apartment, three large black crafts shaped somewhat like flat triangles (with smooth edges) about the size of small airplanes, floated over me as I stood on the back steps. They made absolutely no sound but they created a strong wind. I knew they somehow came through a portal to the everyday world with me. A friend suddenly knocked at the front door, but I soon realized, once I let him in, that it was some other kind of being. We went together to the back steps. He was looking silently up at the crafts with a serene look on his face. So, I asked him if what I was seeing was real. He said very softly, "Yes it is real, and we have come to show you that we are with you." He said he would see me again, and then he left the apartment. I had the feeling he was getting back aboard one of them. I wondered at the time if it had really been the devil standing there, because by then I had come to believe that any being connected to technology was a fallen angel.
The crafts were shining lights on me, one coming from the front of each, they tipped down as if nodding or bowing, one by one. Then each slowly floated to a short distance away, finally darting off at a tremendously swift speed. A few neighbors from the house across the fence dividing the back yards had come out to watch them. I don't think they believed their eyes. Then again, I wasn't sure which neighbors were actually parts of a group. Some groups had persuaded the original neighbors to move out and let them use their houses. At the beginning of the groups arrivals, the navy man and I observed crews removing very large pieces of equipment like high-tech computers from big trucks and moving them into the surrounding houses.
All children were absent from the entire area once the study began. Also, teams of five to seven regularly pulled up in RVs. Each RV parked somewhere close to our apartment and the nearby homes. Most of the teams wore jumpsuits with nametags and they often came and went in shifts. They also came and went in shifts from the apartment next door. We once saw some walking back and forth in front of the building wearing big gray suits with hoods that covered glass helmets on their heads, in broad daylight! It was as though they thought us to have been contaminated with radioactivity, or perhaps they were aware that we had all passed through a door into another world and they were afraid of a different atmosphere.
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HOMEMADE WEAPONS- One day as I was revealing information for the navy man, I sensed a tremendous surge of energy coming from the nightstand behind me. I opened the drawer and found a very strange apparatus. It looked like a medium sized jar with a fine metal brillo inside packed in a specific pattern. I took it out and asked him what it was and why I could feel such a strong energy coming from it.
At first he denied even knowing about it. Eventually he admitted that it was something made special by one of the people in his group, who went by the name of Cloud. He said it was called a Cloud Buster and that I would know what to do with it, it was like using the mirror.
I started experimenting with it. Even I was prone to make mistakes and the use of this was another good example. I could point at something and send energy through it with my hands and things were affected by a concentrated energy. Sometimes it blew things up, like power generators sitting on poles around the neighborhood. I did not like them because suspicious looking people had replaced the original units. I felt something being emitted from them that made me ill. At other times it was aimed at the unseen enemy. When I was involved in a situation that was clearly some type of battle, the glass container was blown right out of my hand, shattering it all over the floor on several different occasions.
It was as though the device was greatly feared and destroying it was top priority. Sometimes it became as cold as an ice cube in my hand and other times it became so hot I had to drop it. My fingers were sometimes blistered. I soon learned how to make new ones when the old ones were broken.
After a while I quit using them because it seemed that it was being given more importance than the power of the Lord and Creator. It was more like witchcraft.
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels
nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:38,39
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