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Post by randy on Mar 20, 2012 23:27:33 GMT -6
Other people have written of leaning screens and they seen to used by the greys for a variety of reasons My own experiences with them centered around playing a game I hated while being trained by John a human looking man in the base. Two learning screens were in a closet like room which was open on both ends. The parallel longer walls had a screen on each wall and a shelf under each screen. the game consisted of a screen with a back ground outline of a city with a street scene in the fore ground down which I fired a weapon causing explosions and pieces of bodies would fly through the air which being graphic I did not like at all. finally Finally being in a bad mood one day I changed the game and blew the whole city to pieces with the weapon which I controlled with my mind. This for some reason made the greys happy and I was put in contact with a very senior grey by a screen used for communication. this machine was about the floor area of a VW bug and had only a screen on one corner and a same shelf below it other wise it was smooth all over. the senior grey talked with me on three separate times for some reason. The exact reason for the talk I have not fully recalled except i was being evaluated. The grey was an old female and had wrinkles around her mouth as an indication of old age. the comunication device was in a small room that was oddly shaped and Where exactly in the base it was I dont know relative to other things. The older grey was very far away as I recall. I dont recall anyone else ever playing the game that I know of. Just an interesting side light to contact with the bugs as I call them or greys as they are more commonly known
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Post by lois on Mar 21, 2012 12:18:20 GMT -6
Other people have written of leaning screens and they seen to used by the greys for a variety of reasons My own experiences with them centered around playing a game I hated while being trained by John a human looking man in the base. Two learning screens were in a closet like room which was open on both ends. The parallel longer walls had a screen on each wall and a shelf under each screen. the game consisted of a screen with a back ground outline of a city with a street scene in the fore ground down which I fired a weapon causing explosions and pieces of bodies would fly through the air which being graphic I did not like at all. finally Finally being in a bad mood one day I changed the game and blew the whole city to pieces with the weapon which I controlled with my mind. This for some reason made the greys happy and I was put in contact with a very senior grey by a screen used for communication. this machine was about the floor area of a VW bug and had only a screen on one corner and a same shelf below it other wise it was smooth all over. the senior grey talked with me on three separate times for some reason. The exact reason for the talk I have not fully recalled except i was being evaluated. The grey was an old female and had wrinkles around her mouth as an indication of old age. the comunication device was in a small room that was oddly shaped and Where exactly in the base it was I dont know relative to other things. The older grey was very far away as I recall. I dont recall anyone else ever playing the game that I know of. Just an interesting side light to contact with the bugs as I call them or greys as they are more commonly known I have always thought of them as bugs my self. Wish you could remember the conversation in detail Randy.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2012 23:14:46 GMT -6
That's interesting Randy... thanks for sharing that. I'm really glad you joined our forum, I really enjoy reading the posts of what you remember... I had a dream about a "learning screen" once a couple years ago... there was a male gray in this room and I was lying down and there was this screen on top of my chest and I was watching something (I have no idea what it was) and it made me very uncomfortable and I started writing in distress. He crossed over to me, looked down at me and asked, "Where is it?" Not "What is it?" but "Where is it?" I pointed to the middle of my torso and continued writhing and he touched me there. That was when I woke up... Weird weird dream...
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Post by randy on Mar 22, 2012 0:27:48 GMT -6
this was back in the late 1950s when color TV was a big thing. I put up with the bugs because I wanted to learn form them. It was a real live star wars with flying saucers and aliens. While using the learning screens my personnality changed from calm easy going to hard aggressive. That is what John wanted for some reason. a predator attitude. yet part of me held out from them.
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Post by plutronus on Mar 22, 2012 22:38:43 GMT -6
Other people have written of leaning screens and they seen to used by the greys for a variety of reasons My own experiences with them centered around playing a game I hated while being trained by John a human looking man in the base. Two learning screens were in a closet like room which was open on both ends. The parallel longer walls had a screen on each wall and a shelf under each screen. the game consisted of a screen with a back ground outline of a city with a street scene in the fore ground down which I fired a weapon causing explosions and pieces of bodies would fly through the air which being graphic I did not like at all. finally Finally being in a bad mood one day I changed the game and blew the whole city to pieces with the weapon which I controlled with my mind. This for some reason made the greys happy and I was put in contact with a very senior grey by a screen used for communication. this machine was about the floor area of a VW bug and had only a screen on one corner and a same shelf below it other wise it was smooth all over. the senior grey talked with me on three separate times for some reason. The exact reason for the talk I have not fully recalled except i was being evaluated. The grey was an old female and had wrinkles around her mouth as an indication of old age. the comunication device was in a small room that was oddly shaped and Where exactly in the base it was I dont know relative to other things. The older grey was very far away as I recall. I dont recall anyone else ever playing the game that I know of. Just an interesting side light to contact with the bugs as I call them or greys as they are more commonly known I have always thought of them as bugs my self. Wish you could remember the conversation in detail Randy. :) Lois,
>always thought of them as bugs my self.
I agree, based upon a lot of other folks descriptions and my own eyeball-to-eyeball with the Hybrid Grey with which I interacted, I believe that the Greys are an insecta specie. On one occasion I saw Its eyes up close, and moving my head around, I was able to catch a glimmer of light glinting off of one of its eyes. Very shiny, reminded me of caviar, little black eggs, piled in a smooth mound. Very interesting eye structure. Does not orbit, It did not have an eyelid. Some folks I've heard, speculate that they are big and black for seeing in the dark, my speculation is that eyes are high-bandwidth, something like that of the Preying Mantis specie. They can track multiple dinners independently with each eye simultaneously because the eyes don't articulate. Fascinating.
And Randy, I wish, that you could remember the gist of the message as well. Was it telepathy or 'talking' as in pushing gas over vocal chords? Thx.
plutronus
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Post by skywalker on Mar 23, 2012 21:02:16 GMT -6
I have also always suspected that they were related to insects. That's the impression that I have always gotten from them...humanoid insects.
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Post by randy on Mar 31, 2012 23:14:31 GMT -6
Contact with the bugs has always been by telepathy which I found easy to do in their presence and it always puzzled me that I could not do so in the human world as a kid. I am sure that it involves an implant of some sort. D uring one abduction as a kid I was able to understand the talk between the greys. Puzzled by this one grey asked how I spoke their language. Then like a switch being turned off I could no longer understand them. An instant way to speak the grey language is an implant with translator. I must have had this implant at an early age as I was able to speak with grey babies in the base when I and some of my friends entered the base on our own. the babies did not know much about the outside world but they were intelligent at a young age. They wanted to what I was and where I came from. I explained I was a human and they were on my planet, Earth.
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Post by pigswillfly on Apr 1, 2012 20:45:03 GMT -6
Hey Randy, good to see you still around.
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Post by randy on Apr 4, 2012 23:22:04 GMT -6
hello to pigswillfly. Still around and not abducted to Mars yet. It puzzles me as to where the communication device was located in the base lay out On my right was a curtain with a dark area. the curtained area reminds me of test carried out with about a dozen human kids with advanced selection. A variety of testing equipment was there and each kid went to one of the items used in the testing. I got stuck with a not to interesting thing like a roll of paper and a stylus. A black line was on the paper which I had to keep the stylus on with my mind as it unrolled from one spool to another. it represented following a prelaid out course of flight through space from star to star to see I could navigate a star ship with my mind. Since to my knowledge I have never done that for real I feel robbed in a sense. On my right was a curtained dark area where two boys entered and that looked more interesting to me like it was piloting a star ship visually. I did my job well by the way
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Post by randy on Apr 22, 2012 23:38:43 GMT -6
by posting this thread I started thinking about the learning screens again and while had recalled blowing the city up and buildings falling in the game then I recalled that the buildings stood up again and then I would blow them down and again they stood up intact again. It became a test of wills to keep the city destroyed and rubble. Blowing up a city by will power is kind of fun in a way. pride in workmanship
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