My Experience

Part 3

(continued)
In the previous message, I described the landing of the craft, and
my subsequent attempts to get closer to it. I left off at the point
where I was "frozen" immobilized on the top of the fence post.
My view of the three entities consisted of the time when I first saw
them approaching me, and then I became immobile, after hearing what
sounded like a high pitched wave of some form of energy engulfing me
and making me unable to move. I still retained the ability to be able
to move my eyes, and this afforded me the opportunity to make a close
observation of the entity who came up close to the left side of my
head.
They were wearing tight fitting black "uniforms", which followed the
contours of their bodies, and it was some type of thin material (not
bulky or ungainly).
When I got a look at the entity who was peering closely at the left
side of my head (for some reason unknown to me), I was impressed with
the large eyes, which were slanted in a pear-like shape, and
completely black, so black, that I could see lights reflecting in the
large pupil. There was no actual pupil, it filled the entire eye.

From the outset, and shortly after being frozen, I started to hear a
very clear voice "speaking" to me. It was not coming from their
mouths in a normal speaking fashion, but was inside of my head. Very
clear and very distinct. At that time I was at an age that I had no
idea about Extra-sensory perception, but I was having my first
experience with it. The voice spoke in a perfect English, with clear
enunciation and pronunciation of the words, very fluent. As though
coming from someone who had a university education.

The voice said, "Don't be afraid, we will not harm you, we are
friends." I then realized that I too was able to respond back to them,
as though I somehow had obtained Extra-sensory abilities. I thought the
words in my head and they were able to "hear" me respond.
I said, "Why are you here, what do you want?"
They answered, "We are here to explore your world and to learn things
about it."
I said, "Where do you come from?"
He answered (I say "he", as each time it was the same voice) The other
two entities just stood back a short distance while this one continued
to be doing something to the left side of my head.
(This particular area that he was focusing his attention on, I learned
much later, was the area of the brain responsible for the motor
mechanisms.)
He answered, "We come from a planet which is far away from your solar
system."
Many years later, being confronted with drawings of what these aliens
looked like, done by people remembering their encounters, I was
particularly struck with the similarities between what I had seen and
what they had drawn.
They were definitely the same aliens, which have become known to be
popularly described as "The Grays".
The rest of the "conversation" focused on the idea that they should
try to make themselves known, and to present themselves to the world
as  being real. He asked me what I thought of this, and I told him that
most people laugh at the idea of aliens in spaceships, and they would
not be able to accept it as a truth very well.
He said, "We can prove that we exist, to you but perhaps not others,
and we will do that in time gradually for you."
he continued with..."We must leave now, and we will be seeing you
again very soon and getting in contact with you."..."You will return
now to your home, and should get some rest."
They stressed this "getting rest" idea, and the impression that I had
was that the long extensive frozen state, and the communication methods
being employed had placed some strain on me, leaving me feeling tired
and out of sorts.

I said, "What about my Mother, she saw you land?"
He said, "Don't worry about your mother, we have taken care of that."

With that, I felt my body return back to normal feelings again, and
I climbed down the fence, got back on my cycle, and returned back
home. I remember all of this perfectly well, and it is very clearly in
my memory, as to their appearance, and what was involved in the
conversation.
When I returned back to the house, my Mother was just standing in the
living room. I said, "They are real, I saw them and spoke to them."
She just said, matter of factly, in monotones, "Yes, I know. You
should get some rest now."
I retired, and the next day the both of us entirely forgot what had
happened.
I didn't remember any of it, until the next time when I would have
another encounter. It was then that the experiences of the first
one returned back to my awareness.

end of part three
to be continued in prt 4 (My Experience)

James Root

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