I'm reading Alien Bases, the latest by Timothy Good. Have to wade through a lot of his sincere wish to extrapolate what may have been true with George Adamski, but he does manage to make parallel connections from stories by individuals who seem truthful. Leaves some questions, but the book is entertaining anyway.
But except for a few very short aliens, use your own interpretation of the word, Good seems to find only contactees who report the otherworldy figures looking human, at least from reports covering the 1940s through the 1960s. Some are from prior to the 40s and I've only read enough to cover the 60s. Of course, they look like perfected human forms, slim, broad brows and slightly slanted eyes, but generally what we would think of as very good looking.
I guess there are exeptions like the figures seen by Betty and Barney Hill, but Good isn't reporting on those incidents. Surely, Whitley Streiber would have read their account of events before he brought that spooky grey into the picture.
I can't help but think we're projecting a perfected form of ourselves in some way, even if they are what they say they are. I change archetypal images of evil in my dreams into cartoon characters so that I can deal with fear in my dreams. I also see ufos in a different light than my spouse. I reduce things to geometrical images so I can handle them. For now, that's what I seem to be doing so I can just imagine carrying forth the same mind game into other fearsome realities.
But except for a few very short aliens, use your own interpretation of the word, Good seems to find only contactees who report the otherworldy figures looking human, at least from reports covering the 1940s through the 1960s. Some are from prior to the 40s and I've only read enough to cover the 60s. Of course, they look like perfected human forms, slim, broad brows and slightly slanted eyes, but generally what we would think of as very good looking.
I guess there are exeptions like the figures seen by Betty and Barney Hill, but Good isn't reporting on those incidents. Surely, Whitley Streiber would have read their account of events before he brought that spooky grey into the picture.
I can't help but think we're projecting a perfected form of ourselves in some way, even if they are what they say they are. I change archetypal images of evil in my dreams into cartoon characters so that I can deal with fear in my dreams. I also see ufos in a different light than my spouse. I reduce things to geometrical images so I can handle them. For now, that's what I seem to be doing so I can just imagine carrying forth the same mind game into other fearsome realities.