I'm curious if what was communicated was coherent or meaningful in any logical way. I've been communicated with by something, but it's usually meaningless nonsense, or else data is presented so rapidly and in such volume, that I can't comprehend or retain any of it. I have no message from the Space Brothers to deliver.
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I've written about these incidents here, but I'll tell them again, since it puts it in context.
Some of the stuff just seemed "planted" in my mind. I didn't know the source of this (and of course I still do not know), but for example, when I was about 12 or 13, I was in my basement looking at the heating pipes that run through the joists. I remember thinking that it must be hard to tighten a pipe like that. All of a sudden I have this very clear diagram for a pipe wrench that used a bicycle chain to grab the pipe, and was set up in such a way to get in tight spaces. It was like looking at a patent drawing. I could have sat down and drew it out and made one.
But I was a kid and didn't know what to do with it, and it was more like I just had a cool idea. It wasn't until years later that I saw such a clamp existed, but the one I was shown was much better. I don't remember the details about it anymore.
Years later I had the same thing happen... a design for a trail bike popped in my head. I'm not a cyclist, so it's not something I was even thinking about. In this design your legs were higher than your hips, and it had these big knobby tires and all. Once again, I've seen similar style bikes many years later, but not the same. They sure didn't make any like that when I saw this.
So I always figured this is the thing you hear about.. some great invention just pops fully formed in someone's head.
But I'm a creative person, so I'm used to music being in my head fully formed and all. But I know I did not think of these things. There was no thought involved in coming up with the idea, or even a desire to come up with a design for these things.
Then years later, about 1986 or so, I'm playing guitar in a band. I was at rehearsal with two other people, the bass player, who was my girlfriend, and another very close friend who played guitar. We had no steady drummer, so we were practicing with a drum machine.
We were playing a song I wrote, and I had the guitar solo in that song. It was a composed solo, so I played it the same all the time. But in rehearsals I liked to stretch out and improvise and see what I could come up with. So I had this idea of only knowing the first and last notes, and then I would let my mind go blank, and see what happens. I didn't want to play my usual patterns and stuff.
So as the time came for the solo, I closed my eyes and cleared my mind... now the freaky part. I heard a voice. This was not me thinking, because I was thinking about the voice I was hearing... it was very clear, and just in my head. I wasn't coming from my ears. It was a male voice, but did not sound like a person.. no accent or inflection or anything. Just a pure voice.
It said "play these notes, they will work for you". I remember thinking that was really oddly phrased.. who talks like that? Then I was compelled to look at my guitar's fingerboard. I never look at the neck when I play. I stopped doing that so I could sing lead and play. But something made me look at the neck, and there were white circles with numbers in them, connected with lines. It was like those things I remember seeing on cartoons where someone was learning to dance, and had foot prints on the floor with numbers and dotted lines connected them.
So I played the notes I was shown. I don't recall actually following the notes, I just played it. It was the most amazing thing I had ever heard. Something totally different from anything I ever heard. So we get done playing the song, and I'm wondering what just happened. So I look up at my friends, and they are standing there with their mouths open. They said something to the effect "What was that you played? That was amazing!" The thing is I couldn't remember what I played, or even what it sounded like! I remember it happening, but forgot what it sounded like.
Now I never associated any of that with "aliens"... I just didn't know what it was.
About a year ago I woke up in the middle of the night, totally awake. This would happen every now and then, and always at the same time... 3:47. I always found that odd, but my life has always been like that. So I'm laying there, and I can't sleep, so I decide to get out of bed and sit in the living room. I like to sit in the dark, and have done so since I was a kid. I like to sit and look out the window.
So I'm sitting on the couch with my legs crossed, and I might have closed my eyes. Suddenly I'm seeing a stream of stuff... pictures, diagrams, ideas, just a bunch of information. It was a lot of stuff going by really quickly and in layers. It was on my left field of vision, and moving in sort of an arc. Along with the images was just all these ideas, just kind of appearing in my mind. I can't describe how overwhelming it was. Just so much information passing by me. I could understand what everything was, even though most of it made no sense to me.
I thought to myself "wow, that's really good information"... then I thought I that's a weird way to say it... "really good information"... why did I say that? Then I hear a voice. The same voice as 20 some years before.
It's telling me to write a book about a certain thing I'm being shown. Now there's a LOT going on simultaneously. All these images, and information, just flowing by... it's like everything known in the Universe, and not by us. But at the same time I'm being told about something having to do with vibrations, and people. This isn't verbal, it's just there. Like having a book stuck into your mind in a non linear fashion... all at once, not one word at a time. As this is going on I'm being told by the voice to write a book, and get people together, and start a movement. That was pretty much the way it was said. It told me "this will help people." I had the impression it was to be used at some time in the near future when something was going to happen. This was an impression or feeling that I just had that might have been associated with images I was being shown. But I don't remember exactly.
While all this is going on, I'm having several several trains of thought at the same time... stuff like "wow, is this real?" and "this is how religions are started... this stuff has happened throughout history... someone hears a voice and is told to do something.. and that's a form of control, and I don't like that idea." And I'm thinking about all the stuff involved with this plan... a book, getting people together... and I have no desire to be a cult leader!
So I answered back (in my mind) "I don't know if I can do all this..." I don't know if this entity had complete access to my thoughts, or just the ones directed towards it. So when I thought that I didn't know if I could write that book, everything stopped. At least I think that's what happened.
But I still remembered the thing about vibrations. It made perfect sense.. like it's a VERY simple idea, but no one thought of it. It was something about "raising vibrations."
So I'm sitting there and thinking I should write this down.... I don't want to forget it. I wanted to help this entity. It seemed like an old friend. All the information it was showing me was to tell me it was sincere. It knows all this stuff. I didn't want it to be displeased with me. Those were the feelings I was having. I don't remember if the other images and stuff were still going on, but I don't think so.
I was thinking about getting up and getting the shopping list pad off the refrigerator, and getting a pen or something, but I wasn't getting up. It seemed like too much work to get up, I just couldn't do it. Then I got very tired. So I laid down on the couch, still thinking about getting the paper, but I couldn't.. I had to just lay there. But I was sure I would remember the idea. It was so clear.
The next thing I remember is waking up about an hour and a half later and going to bed. I may have woken my wife to tell her what happened. I remembered the event, and that was it. The idea was gone from my memory, except that it had to do with raising vibrations... what ever that means. Now it made no sense at all.
It was this event that made me wonder what I was dealing with.
Now on a side note, just two nights ago I was sleeping soundly, and in the middle of a dream. I don't remember what the dream was about, but it seemed pleasant enough. Out of nowhere, something smacked me in the face! I woke with a start and jumped out of bed yelling "Hey!" My heart was pounding!
I looked around, and the first thing I thought was my wife had rolled over and flailed an arm and hit me. But she was sleeping facing away from me, with one arm between her legs, and the other in front of her. She didn't even wake when I jumped up and yelled, which is unusual. Our bedroom door was closed. I think it was about 4:20 am. It wasn't 3:47! I know I wasn't dreaming because when I woke up I could still remember what I had been dreaming about, and no one smacked me in the dream. Plus this was real... I could still feel it.
I'm totally clueless about it. But this has been a culmination of events that are starting to fit together like puzzle pieces. I've also heard my named called several times at night recently.
It reminded me of one of my earliest memories. I was about 4, and was laying in my bad for a nap. But I didn't want to take a nap, and wasn't tired. It was during the daytime, but the room was dark, because of a shade on the one window.
So I'm laying there staring at the ceiling and looking at the spots your eyes make in the dark... that static kind of stuff. I started noticing that they were swirling around and forming a shape and getting brighter. Then they came together and formed what I called a "skeleton face" that was staring at me. I remember it was white with big black eye sockets. It was really big. Then it came down towards me very fast and I jumped out of bed screaming for my mom! She was in the living room watching TV. I told her what happened, and she said I had a bad dream, and wouldn't believe me that I was awake.
That has haunted me all these years, and in fact I had not been able to take a nap during the day until I was about 20! I just told people I didn't like taking naps. Now I'm wondering what I saw back then.
Another interesting thing involved my older brother when he was about the same age. Our mom was showing him a book about the pyramids, and he said she was saying something like "they are a mystery" when he heard a voice say "don't believe it, it's all lies!". He's 12 years older, and just told me this story after I told him about the "book writing" event. And that reminded me of when I was in second or third grade, and in school we were learning about the pyramids, probably the usual nonsense about them being tombs, etc. I was looking at a cross section of the great pyramid when I had the idea that is was really a circuit.. all that stuff did something. I don't know what made me think that at that age, but I knew it to be true.
So this is all coming to a head recently. I'm putting together all these really odd occurrences in my life and wondering what's going on. I've been studying the whole paranormal thing since I was young, but lately it's with more urgency, and I have the urge to seek out like minded people, which is why I'm here.
