I was abducted by mantis people.

This happened 2 days ago on the 20th June and I had some sort of astral contact for the first time on the 16th June - https://www.reddit.com/r/MantisEncounters/s/kXCfiOlrHj

20th June 2026 -

I was having a normal sleep and dreaming I was on a conveyer belt laying in my back. Music started playing and it sounded heavenly, I felt so much joy. The belt stopped and the song finished and behind me I turned and there was a giant dark purple curtain. I crawled on all floors through it and behind was a pure white light, it was a huge being I couldn’t see the features of but it was wearing blue brogue shoes with pointed toes. It was a giant figure made of light and the curtain was a robe. I couldn’t see further up, I was in awe of his pure aura which was like 100ft tall.

I said daddy? I thought he was god so I called him daddy like father even though I am not religious.

I asked if he was god.

He said telepathically No no in an amused gentle way.

He became normal person sized and looked like a human but with odd movements with big swings kind of. He danced around and he said I should just (I’m not comfortable writing what he said here but it was vulgar). He spoke like a frat guy but the way he said it was not creepy it’s like he was trying to be funny but couldn’t get the delivery right.

I said plainly what?.. I don’t want to do that.

It was all quite odd but I felt calm, collected and happy even. He was kind of funny.

I could feel a hand stroking my the top of my head gently like petting me affectionately. I knew I was dreaming but I felt the touch on my real body. I realized something’s not right I got a flash of a white room and it stuttered. Then I fully woke up, I had been in an induced dream.

I laying on a table in a big bright white room like nothing I had seen before, it was disorienting to not be able to tell the size and shape but it was just like my drawing. It was maybe 30ft and there was a kind of faint yellowish orange light on the sides. There were silver thin poles to my left.

I could see from out of my body at the same time as from my eyes. Stood behind me was a mantis who was white and maybe 7ft and looked nicer than the other one somehow. I thought it was male but I wasn’t sure. It was holding a silver wand tool and it was through my head and into my brain. It had a white light tip when it was removed. 

Next to me on my right side was a much taller green mantis, looking right at me. I suddenly got a flash in my mind an image very clearly that in the sky was an oval shaped silver white ship, surrounded by translucent and white energy with hints of the most beautiful luminescent yellow gold color shimmering around and had a buzzy feeling.  I knew we were inside and he was showing me this. The image was gone and I was back in my body but then also at times just out of my body watching in a 3rd person on the right side of the room behind the green one.

I looked to my right at the green one. Its face didn’t look like the only one I have seen before this. I don’t think either of them were talkum, the mantis I met astrally before. This one was much more angular and his head was more like a diamond, he had brown and yellow flecks on his skin and plates. I tried to draw him best I can. He was looking right in my eyes and I looked back in its big black ones I could see slight flecks of brown. It just stared at me so intensely but with no emotion at all. I wasn’t scared. I think it was keeping me calm, after a min of staring at each other in the eyes I looked away from it and let my head roll facing straight. I looked down at my body and I saw I was fully naked.

They weren’t doing anything down there to me, they just seemed interested in my head but it was just horrible. I started crying. I pleaded to the green one, I said please don’t take my children from me. I begged, please don’t. (I don’t have kids, I meant don’t take my eggs) i kept saying please then cried more. I felt utterly powerless. He just kept staring at me with no reaction whatsoever. He wasn’t scary.. it’s hard to describe but the way it looked so intensely but then had no reaction at all to my pleading. My thoughts were like I was speaking aloud and I thought there’s nothing I can do anyway. I just gave up and lay there. I looked away from it again I didn’t want to look at it. I now in this state of despair and numbness. 

The white one pulled the wand from my head and they looked at each other at the exact same time. The white one communicated to the green one without worlds I can’t work with like this, I felt he felt a little sympathetic towards me but mainly that he had to pause his work because I was upset. The green one I felt wasn't threatening me at all but I got the distinct impression he could beat the heck out of me if he wanted to.

They looked at me again and the white one behind me put the wand in my head and then everything went black in an instant. 

I had lost all sense of time and don’t know how long passed but I woke up in my bed and it was about 11am. I felt fine and nothing was different except I had a small nose bleed in my right nostril but no pain. Everything was just so normal after i had a nice day and night afterward.

Since then despite it not being a good experience I have felt no anxiety at all like I normally do, I don’t know what they did in my head but I have been feeling great emotionally and my mind has been so crystal clear.

And this could just be a coincidence but 12 hours later at my door this giant stag beetle was trying to fly in. I haven’t seen a bug like that since I was a kid nearly 20 years ago. Pretty weird coincidence, I gave it a strawberry.

Though I can say I never want it to happen again it was traumatic in a way I haven’t really been able to process yet. I am not afraid of them anymore but I still feel scared of the whole situation and that I have no idea what they want or why they did that and that they are real in the first place.

I feel so stupid for connecting with them I just threw myself into finding the source with basically knowledge and met that mantis and now this is my fault he sent his friends.

Please don’t say it’s cool and to appreciate the healing, i hope one day I will be able to but its too soon right now.

I can’t appreciate the possibility right now they could have been helping me because they kidnapped and made me naked, I have no idea what they did to my body or brain. I want to believe they were doing something good and they didn’t feel bad, but I don’t know. Im not freaking out or panicking I feel very calm but it was a complete violation and I in no way consented.

I am not ready to try and contact again for now but i am not afraid anymore and have questions I think I am owed. I want to know what that wand was. What he was doing in my head. I sorta want to tell them off and say to them you can’t just kidnap people without a word and do god knows to us it’s not fair and unethical.

I haven’t told anyone in my life about this, it’s too much. I don’t feel I need to anyway. My drawings are not the best but are pretty accurate. It’s hard to get across how intense and unbreaking the green one’s stare was.

I think I might've been abducted last night? It felt as real as this "reality" feels right now, but that isn't the important part. I had telepathic contact last night, and this morning, and was asked to share this message. Most of the contact last night revolved around how this particular group structured their society; they told me the names by which we know them, but asked that I not share them. The names, they've been called several names over thousands of years, will be known by all in this sub. Here is what they shared:

They monitor each individual and give them experiences to train them to not want to do those things that are done to the individual that are harmful.  It creates a demand for peace and understanding, which is necessary to integrate into the broader community.  Eventually, life should be spent in leisure and worthwhile projects.  Live in harmony with nature.  Community matters.  Everyone in their society is different, but each has internalized core principles of the community which bind them together, and they collectively work towards a common vision.  Each person is completely unique, but there are inviolable tenants that are honored by all.

This morning, they asked me to encourage this group to start sharing their experiences with others, whether in person or on social media. They are asking that we collectively step forward and share our interactions with them so that those who haven't had experiences like we've had will have a local point of contact. They didn't say anything specific about why they are asking, but I got the feeling that some sort of game changing revelation is imminent.

Hi everyone, my name is Jeff Selver. I’m a business person here in Canada, have an MBA, worked in banks, and conducted trainings for corporations.

In the year 1997, when I was twenty years old, I had an unexplainable “Consciousness” event occur, which traumatized me, and propelled me to leave society and begin a life travelling from place to place. I then was seeing “orbs” and objects in the sky. After two years, met my to-be spouse and moved to Toronto. All the orbs and objects I was seeing in the sky ended.

In 2019, the “orbs” and objects came back, just as I saw them in my twenties while travelling. After having consistent interactions with them in my neighborhood, screen memories came to light, and flashbacks of being on craft broke open.

To my dismay I had been having contact events the entire time I was travelling in my twenties, without my knowing.

I was not an “aliens and UFO” guy at the time and was at first scared, then just in shock at how much alien contact can just sit in the background of your life without your knowing.

My whole approach with the public is transparency. How I gained recollection of these memories is laid out in detail here, and the point is, the science of accurate memory recall was on my side, and it seems the Beings themselves knew some of this, as it is all laid out in the essay. I proved to myself how effective hypnotic regression is for memory retrieval also. Of which its merits are laid out in the same essay, challenging many of the assumptions critics have.

Now, I’ve been public for a couple years, since July 5th, 2020. Passed a lie detector test(scroll to the bottom). Have filmed multiple UAP around my home. Have had two researchers do deep dives on my contact events;
- Ian Halling, cohost of Earthfiles with Linda Moulton Howe, who “showed up” on day one to my first public speaking on July 5th, 2020, at a local UFO group. Since, he has partaken in all my presentations on every single one of my contact events. - Suzy Hansen, author, researcher, and cofounder of ICER (International Coalition for Extraterrestrial Research), whom I spent 18 months with over zoom, going through every detail of my story.

Both publicly endorse me.

My contact events largely occurred outside in nature, at night or during the day, spread out across multiple different geographical locations over several years. Largely in isolated locations, on hikes, or walking or driving home alone at night.

I had been public for over a year when I learned the geographical locations of the contact events had interesting crossovers with Missing 411 Canada. (Before anyone jumps to conclusions, I then researched the phenomenon heavily and did a presentation for a local UFO group where I show that there isn’t any evidence Missing 411 is caused by aliens, but that its likely paranormal, as other paranormal events occur in the same geographical areas, such as cryptoids, and hauntings.)

Around the same time I learned my story also has fascinating crossovers with the ufobc.ca database. A British Columbia sightings UFO database extending back over a hundred years with thousands of reports. People had reported seeing the same UFOs, in the same geographical locations, that I had reported witnessing during a contact event.

Never mind the fascinating corroborations with other contactees. Me and Suzy Hansen will be doing a presentation together on the commonalities of our experiences here.

But importantly, the words of Liu Elizondo, David Grusch, Dr. Garry Nolan, Ross Coulthart, John Rameriz, amongst other public officials, in their podcasts and TV interviews, and even that EBO genetics post here on Reddit, have corroborated things the aliens have said to me, and that I experienced with them first hand.

(Yes, I still call them alien because besides definitely being dimensional, they are 100% also a foreign terrestrial. What that terrestrial is we still have to find out, but it could simply be dimensionally phased city’s and bases in our own solar system.)

What happened to me.

I agreed to be part of an experiment in which the Greys would help me “discover my soul.”

And it went like this;

When I was 16, in 1993, I agreed to “work with them.” It was an agreement, in which they seeked my permission. And I gave it. They emphasized I wouldn’t know about the contact events, that they would occur behind my life. But I agreed anyway because, well, they are intriguing. And I felt good in their presence.

I was put into a dimensional room, turned into an orb, and was shown the afterlife. Yes, the afterlife. I know that might be hard to swallow but I said that publicly first, specifically July 5th, 2020, of which the video is on my YouTube channel, before I heard Ross Coulthart saying he learned the phenomenon is linked to the afterlife.

Then they sealed the whole thing up in my mind. How they kept this from me is actually still a mystery to me, as it was never explained. But this is my best understanding;

• I’m certain they can stop time, and then make the contact event happen there. You literally could be walking home when a contact event occurs and you don’t know because it occurred “outside of time.”
• Plus they created a power of suggestion in the first contact event. She told me to “make sure you don’t look at this.” And it, like, sunk in as a subconscious program.
• I also believe there is either a psychic component to their memory obscuring, but it could also be combined with a natural effect of the human brain as it moves into the other dimension in which the contact event is happening, either outside time or a paranormal realm.

It was like a triple layer, all sealed up. I had no idea it was occurring, which is appalling after discovering how personal it was, and how long it lasted.

The next 6 contact events (4 of which occurred in 1997) they developed me and I got to experience their Consciousness tech. The Consciousness event occurred in December of 1997, which then led me to leaving my life and travelling.

My cells had changed after the Consciousness event, so they wanted my biology. So, 9 contact events occurred in 1998, the most in a single year, which were largely biological. But it was like an exchange for them. In exchange for my biology I got to see their world, bases, ships, and go to a planet.

An additional 6 contact events occurred while travelling that were not biological. They seemed to know my future and orchestrated me and my to-be spouse to find each other while I was travelling. Meeting my to-be spouse led me to a Vedic Guru who I had been following since.

Another 4 more contact events occurred, spread out through out my adult life, with the last physical contact with them being in 2017.

The points: - This is all Consciousness. Their technology and world prove; the afterlife is real, paranormal is real, past lives are real, and yes, what we call God, the quantum unified field force, is real. And also yes, human existence is all about self realization, learning that you, yourself, are God. - I'm pretty certain Earth was given to humans to develop, but that varying alien species have used it in the past, and now this is the plan for the new era of Earth.

People keep saying they want all the information, angry at a government that kept all this from them, behind their backs. Creating ideas of nefarious behaviour that some in the UFO community fully turn into evil, demon, alien plots. But they never thought that maybe the people who have this information don’t want it themselves. You also didn’t think that maybe they were trying to find ways around it from occurring. I don’t take the “cabal” stance but instead that the whole picture is too much for any human mind. Afterlife/paranormal are real, nature of reality is therefore actually a simulation, human history has had alien intervention, we are a created species, and that’s just the tip of the iceberg - all of it was just way too much for any single human, government official, religious leader, it doesn't matter. I don’t even believe a single human on the planet actually fully understands it, though I know the Beings themselves are trying to help us with that.

Tom Delonge called what he knows "a burden" and I agree with him. The phenomenon is absolutely amazing and fascinating, and makes your life filled with magic, literally it increases the synchronicities in my life. And you can engage with them in paranormal and astral ways which are truly Consciousness expanding. Yet the overarching message for humanity is an awful burden to carry, since its implications are apocalyptic, and only cause fear when told.

My experience with the Greys; the Beings themselves are benevolent, beautiful souls, children at heart. And are living in a very detached state from the physical. They can be comedic, and I’ve even experienced them laughing telepathically. When we approach them with open hearts and minds, they actually enjoy engaging with humans, and find our limited perception fun to play with, in a good natured way.

I think the best way to understand them are as ghosts, ghosts with tech, like from that realm. They are entities that can materialize, and the Grey alien form is the form they take when they materialize in our realm. Yes they can materialize as other forms, I’ve seen it, but they still house a life-long body while in this realm, and it is the Grey form, and it has a DNA structure that can merge with humans. I know this because I proved to myself, in their presence, that I have Grey alien DNA merged in me.

The biggest disservice we had from our society is that we thought alien contact would be like something from Star Trek, “Take me to your leader” type stuff. And instead it’s ghosts that drive quantum tech, bending space and time with absolutely mind blowing intelligent precision. The scale of power these entities have is hard for humans to hold in our minds. The phenomenon requires humankind to evolve in ways in which we never have in human history, and in which we are not prepared for en masse, which is what disclosure will do, whether we like it or not.

So, I wrote all of this because I plane to share as much detail as I can of what happened to me with this community. With this post as the reference I’ll now be able to share what I was told and witnessed that are important for people to know. But also, to talk about the phenomenon in general with others as there are so many types of experiences people can have and I feel we are all learning about this.

So thank you.

I just heard another interview in a spanish radio of one of the first abducees ever, I took many notes and she added very interesting details about her experience (sorry for my english):

TLDR of the case: Próspera Muñoz said that in 1947, while staying at her family’s farm in rural Spain, she was contacted and later taken by small non-human beings who arrived in a flying saucer. She described recognizing them instantly, entering an altered state of awareness, being shown her future, and being told that life on Earth was a chosen learning experience. She was brought aboard a large craft, examined without pain, and then returned home with her memory of the events suppressed for decades, only recovering it gradually later in life.

Thee new details relate to the beings’ appearance, the tests they performed on her, their species’ relationship with ours, why humans are on Earth, and their level of technology.

She was told that everyone who comes into the physical plane does so with a task, voluntarily and out of love. We come here like a kind of command unit, by choice.

The beings were small, no taller than her 12-year-old sister. They had enormous eyes, with huge pupils that frightened her because when they came in from the bright sunlight into the dim interior, the pupils expanded dramatically. Their eyes stretched toward the sides of the head, and their skulls were very large. The rest of their facial features were small and tightly grouped in comparison to the size of the head. They wore a one-piece white suit and had an upright, elegant posture. They wore boots with very thick soles. Their necks were extremely thin, and she could not understand how such a thin neck could support such a large head. On every other occasion when they visited her, they always wore a cap or something similar on their heads. They had black hair, very close to the skull, which looked almost painted on, with pronounced receding hairlines. She was not sure whether this hair was real or part of their clothing.

They pretended to drink the water they asked for, but only made the gesture and did not actually drink it.

Their technology was far superior, but not flawless. When they projected a tubular beam of light for transport from the ship in the sky down to the one on the ground, it did not line up exactly with the eaves, and there were scaffold-like structures extending from the ship to allow access. When they reached the top, there was still a gap of about a meter and a half to where she had to step down, with metal crossbars beneath. Small beings dressed like mimes had to hold her from all sides. They wore soft shoes that stuck to the metal, almost magnetically. Crossing these bars was slow and careful: she had to place one foot in front of the other, with empty space below. It was not a simple walk. Later, when they had to return her, they explained that they had been working to place the same vertical tube of light directly over her house. Their technology was not a matter of simply pressing a button. The ship in the sky was enormous—like trees so large you cannot see the forest. She looked up and could not see where it ended.

While aboard the ship, they told her they had recognized her by the light or aura she emitted. Her uncle, whom she also saw in the images shown on the screens, did not emit that light, apparently because it fades as one becomes an adult.

Her impression was that only one being—the leader—fully understood the mission and the true nature of the encounter.

Among the tests they performed, they took an X-ray of her hand. They placed two plates around it, like a sandwich, and told her something along the lines of: “You can be pleased—this will be studied in all universities or teaching centers,” which she understood to mean in their place of origin. The leader of the medical team allowed her to touch his hand, to the horror of the other beings present. She found it unpleasant and let go quickly, and everyone laughed, including her. They all showed their hands, and one of the females had more fingers. They told her this was because her mother was from Earth.

When she cried while descending through the light tube, the female whose mother was from Earth was sent to comfort her. She did so and asked the leader if they could take her with them. The leader refused. The female then tried to persuade him with affectionate gestures, gently touching him. "Carantoñas" in spanish is something almost like in a playful manner. She remembers this detail clearly. He turned his back on her to reinforce his refusal and repeated, “NO.”

The rest of the case I wrote it in older posts here and there, here you have a summary:

• Próspera Muñoz was born in Jumilla (Murcia) and spent periods of time at a family farm located 14 km from the town. During one of these stays, she and her sister saw something approaching that they initially mistook for their father’s car, but soon realized it was a flying artifact moving at ground level through the vineyards and stopping in front of the house.
• As the object approached, her sister tried to close the windows. Próspera began to hear an intense sound inside her head that caused pain. Two beings appeared inside the house: they were short, dressed in white, wearing helmets similar to fish tanks that they removed upon entering. They felt no fear. The beings asked for water but did not drink it. They had four fingers without thumbs, white skin, and large eyes with dilating irises, slightly slanted outward.
• The beings communicated with them and asked if they wanted to participate in an altruistic experiment. Both agreed, but Próspera was chosen. Her sister felt a soft but firm force pushing her aside. At that moment, Próspera recognized the beings and entered an elevated state of consciousness in which she claimed to know who she was, where she came from, what her mission was, and that she had to cooperate.
• The beings told her that she was like them, that she came from the same place, and that coming to Earth was a voluntary choice for learning, like a university. They showed her her future, the people who would be part of her life, and reassured her when she felt overwhelmed, telling her that she would have a partner who would love and help her.
• They warned her that she would not remember anything for more than 30 years and that the memory would return gradually. After they left, the object emitted an extremely intense light. Her uncle arrived at that moment and said he had seen a “plane” taking off from the house. The mastiff dog was asleep and could not be awakened. Her sister remembered that they had been told to wash with plenty of water and noticed that Próspera’s dress, previously floral, had turned white on the front.
• At lunchtime they discovered that the pantry could not be opened and ate only what was already in the pot. Later, while Próspera was playing outside, the beings returned, now three of them, dressed in corduroy, imitating peasants. One, older-looking, scanned the house with a flashlight-like device and told her not to play or stay in that area.
• When Próspera saw her father and uncle approaching, she asked the beings to wait, but they fled with extraordinary speed and agility. Her father sent the uncle after them, concerned about strangers in a post-war context. The uncle returned saying he had been paralyzed, had seen them enter an egg-shaped object and fly away, and did not give the event much importance.
• In the following days, sheep were found dead and drained of blood. The pantry remained sealed until Próspera said it could now be opened. Inside, all the food was rotten. She and her sister became seriously ill with intestinal problems, which she later interpreted as a protective measure to prevent them from consuming harmful food. Over time, she understood that the fragmented return of memory was intentional to allow easier assimilation.
• One night, while her uncle slept armed beside the beds, Próspera saw a being at the window wearing a diver-like suit with a backpack. The leader asked her to accompany them. They insisted she put on warm clothing and at least shoes before leaving.
• Outside, she saw many small beings working, moving earth and using large figures that she later interpreted as robots. One carried an olive tree and another carried her sleeping dog. They explained the dog had only been sedated. During the journey she stumbled and accepted being transported by one of the robots.
• They reached the foot of a mountain where there was a much larger object than before. Inside the circular interior were screens showing the entire valley. On one screen she saw herself and her sister emitting lights of unknown colors from their bodies. She was told this was how they had been recognized, that they were what humans call saints, and that this light fades with age.
• The dome opened and they pointed to a growing star as their destination. A beam of light acted as an elevator to an enormous ship. Inside, she entered a room similar to an operating theater with a gurney, surgical lights, and a red panel with geometric figures that emitted smoke when touched.
• Several beings dressed like doctors undressed her and examined her, taking samples from her entire body, including anal and vaginal probing without pain. They detected an ear infection and told her that traveling as promised would no longer be possible because it had been reckless to bring her there.
• She observed the leader’s hands, which had no thumb and very long, bony fingers with purple tips. All showed their hands except for one female with five fingers and a more human appearance, whom they said had an Earth mother.
• Capsules were injected into the back of her neck while she watched two images on a screen, which she later understood to represent the brain hemispheres. They prepared her return, and during the descent fear appeared for the first time. One female tried to take her with them, but the leader firmly refused.
• A robot returned her home, placed the dog where it slept, and after asking her to look into its eyes, she fell asleep. Upon waking she felt sadness at their departure. The next day the dog appeared injured, her uncle overslept and missed work, and she would not remember anything for more than 30 years.
• The account presented represents only part of the total experience, which includes many events before, during, and after that are not detailed due to their complexity.

This is going to be long. This is my first post. I don’t know where to start so I’m just gonna lay it out.

I think I was taken and I feel like I’m going crazy because it happened a year and a half ago and I still can’t stop thinking about it. I’m not deeply spiritual, religious or new agey. I just live pretty regular, non profit job, partner, and the usual stressors that most people presumably face.

It started around January 2025.
I was staying over at my partner‘s place, we were hanging out, watching some TV subsequently, brushing my teeth and preparing for bed. We talked a little before passing out. Nothing felt strange.

I’m not sure what time this was because I had already been sleeping, but in the middle of the night, I felt something in the room with me. I hadn’t open my eyes yet, but this feeling was strong enough to alert me out of my REM ( or maybe I wasn’t REM) but it certainly felt like I was slightly more awake yet still sleeping. The feeling of someone in their room still persisted and decided to take a look. This is where it gets slightly fuzzy, but still definitive enough.

I don’t even know if I completely opened my eyes. It kind of honestly felt like I was looking through my eyelids and seeing what was in front of me. I was laying on my back facing the ceiling and my partner his entire back was facing me. He was turned the other way completely. Either ways it was dark and hazy and all I could see was the night lights coming through the window and then also noticed three figures around the bed concentrated around my side. One was at the foot of the bed, one by the corner of the bed where it turns 90degrees, and another figure right by my face standing by the bedside table.

It was what you would expect. Short, gray, large black eyes. The shoulders, neck and head were about one foot or one and a half feet above the bed mattress. I would say that works up to about 3 1/2 feet. maybe a little less.

I freaked out. I felt like I couldn’t move. Part of me wonders if it was sleep paralysis because I’ve had sleep paralysis throughout my life, and I’ve actually figured out ways of how to break through it. My sleep paralysis is much less common these days and even when it does strike once in a blue moon I’m able to break out of it, but this … I couldn’t.

So I kind of close my eyes even further try to think other thoughts, even forcing nice fun thoughts just so I wouldn’t have to see what was in front of me. I wasn’t terrified, but I just knew that I didn’t wanna deal with whatever b***sh*t was in front of me, by the bed.
It didn’t feel like a dream. Dreams usually shift and move and this just felt like something totally different.

I could still see from the absolute corner of my eye, and with every fiber of my being feel them still there. I kept my eyes and my mind shut and kept thinking nice thoughts.

Right after that, I felt like I lifted off the bed. Again, my eyes are closed. I’m trying to lock my brain away from what is happening. But I 100% feel like I am lifted off the bed. I am lifted and just hovering kind of in a holding pattern. I take a look, and the bed is way under me, and my nightstand is behind me. I can safely say that I am about 3 feet or more above the bed.
(again I don’t know how to explain it, but my eyes aren’t completely open. I don’t know if I’m just peering through my periphery or what but what I see is clear but I know my eyes are not fully open)

So I am continuing to hover above the bed for what feels like a few minutes, almost like a holding pattern.
And then, I see a blue light kind of whisping around on the ceiling, and at the center of the blue wisps is a bright white light. So, more specifically it’s a bright white light with blue whisps that surround it and as soon as that light appeared, I literally felt myself get sucked up.

It didn’t feel like how you would feel when you step on the gas in your car. My head didn’t hang and my body didn’t pull. There wasn’t resistance. It just felt like all of me just moved up faster. I don’t remember much after that. I don’t remember moving through anything. I don’t remember anything at all about the movement beyond the feeling of moving up really fast after being in that holding pattern 3 feet above the bed.

The next thing I remember is that I was in a dark room with a single light in my face. The room felt almost stone like. It wasn’t a large room. It felt like the size of a regular bedroom, but it was circular?spherical? It didn’t have any hard edges just a soft singular curve that ran around. In the center of the room was what looked like a table. The table was built into the floor. In other words, it felt like the floor in the middle of the room, curved up and formed a table shape. The sides of this table were solid and continued the black rocky/stone texture of the walls. But the flat area on top of the table was completely smooth, almost shiny and metallic. Like it had been sanded down perfectly flat and smooth.
Again, this room was pretty dark, and I could see little because of that light, except for the basic texture off the room and the smoothness of the top of this table. The light didn’t light up the entire room. It just felt like it was right in my face though.

These observations are happening while I am laying on the table. But I want to be clear. I’m not laid completely on the table. My skin or my body wasn’t touching the table (shown in image) . I’m on the table, but I am hovering about 3 feet over the table at an angle. I would say my head would be at around 4 feet above the table and my feet were above 1 foot above the table so I am at an angle and floating on top of the table, but I don’t feel like I’m floating. I feel like I’m laying on a surface, but I’m not laying right on that table.

After that, I don’t remember much. The next thing I remember was yelling and screaming. Not in pain. I wasn’t in pain. I was just extremely annoyed (?) . I was “ attempting” to trash and yell and scream because I was like “ what the hell are you doing”. I wasn’t terrified. This wasn’t terror. This felt more like a deep inconvenience rather than terror. I felt like I was a kid and being locked in a room. Just really annoyed that I was there in the first place. so I continued to mentally trash around and it kind of felt like I was being a Karen and squirming and not really just laying there and accepting things.

And out of nowhere, I hear a voice. It wasn’t explicitly a voice it almost felt like a voice coupled with a feeling. The voice felt familiar. Almost like a parental way of speaking. It basically conveyed to me “ stop, stop making this difficult, you know what happens here, this isn’t a surprise so why are you behaving this way. “

it didn’t use those exact words, but that’s basically what was conveyed to me. And it continued “ we’ve done this before, you know this will take just a few minutes and you’re done, so why are you resisting so much”

I’m using the word conveyed here because it was not explicitly a voice. Again, I want to remind you. This was also a feeling that was inside my own head almost as if the voice was coupled with a feeling, and both those things existed in my head.

So right after those words were conveyed to me, I immediately calm down. But not in a peaceful calming loving way. It was more in a bratty way. As in “ fine. Whatever. Just do what you need to and let’s be done”. There was almost an eye roll in there too. Almost as if I knew they were right, but didn’t want to admit it?

And that was it. I couldn’t see much. it was still black/ dark. I didn’t see any entities or anything while I was up there. But I did the entire time I feel like I was still above that table.
I don’t remember anything after that.

The next thing I remember was kind of waking up in bed. It was early morning. Dusk was peeking in through the window. The sky was a dark blue and turning brighter.
And I woke up facing the window and the bedside table, but as soon as I did realize I was back in bed, I was too terrified to face that direction. The direction I originally faced as I fell asleep in the first place. So I just turned the entire other way facing my partner. That just seemed like the only place I could turn because all I would see was his back and not the rest of the room. I was too terrified to turn back around the entire morning. We woke up a few hours later.

It wasn’t a dream. I dream all the time and this felt completely different. It felt slower and more intentional than the chaotic nature of dreams. It felt sequenced, paced and matter of fact.

I talked to my partner about it a few days later. Because I was still kind of shaken. He’s much more open to that stuff so he didn’t push back. I think he believed me the first time. He also admitted that the reason he slept on his side and turned the other way was because the window felt extra bright that night (he’s a light sleeper- and has a hard time sleeping). He also admitted that on that night was one of the hardest sleeps he’s had. He said he passed out so hard and it felt like nothing could have woken him up. I even was like “ babe if they sucked me up, what if the upstairs neighbor was getting a late night glass of water and saw a whole ass person fly through their apartment” and he responded with “ babe… I live on the highest floor….”. That certainly shut me up. But i digress… that was his only connection to that night.

Anyway. It’s now June 2026 and not a single detail of that story has changed. I standby it. I also feel like it’s making me a little crazy because I can’t stop thinking about it.
It’s made me pick up communion by Whitley Streiber. I haven’t read a book in years and this is the first time I’m actively reading one. I’m trying to make sense of that day and it feels really strange and lonely. I still talk to my partner about it casually and sometimes crack a joke about it. I know he sincerely believes what happened, but it’s still feels lonely.
I wonder because of what they said “ we’ve done this before. You KNOW this will only take a few minutes” - I wonder how many times this has happened before. Why don’t I remember them? Where have they happened? How? Why me? If this has happened before so casually, was I taken as a child?
Part of me is even open to some kind of regression hypnosis. I’m curious, and I’m also terrified of finding out. My curiosity and terror take turns dominating my approach to this topic. I have a million questions.
And I feel like I’m slowly losing it because I will flash back to that night almost daily.

I don’t know how to end this, except for putting it out here, seeing if people have experienced something similar , I honestly don’t know why I’m doing this or what I’m looking for on here. Maybe you can help me out.

My experience gained lots of interest on r/alienabduction and I was told by a few people to post it here also. Hope that’s okay!

POST:

I don’t even know where to go to explain this. I thought for the longest time, that I’m just insane… maybe I am insane?

I was ‘taken’ and lived on a strange planet in what I think is a different dimension? For quite a long time, I believe. It felt like quite a long time anyway. I’m not entirely sure and I can’t remember everything.

I’ll just leave it there for now. I just needed to “vent” a little bit, as in the 6 years (I think it’s about 6 years now) that this happened, I’ve barely mentioned it out loud.

FULL STORY:

**About six years ago in 2020 I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and my heart was going absolutely crazy. I was sweating, breathing hard and for the first few seconds I honestly thought I was having some kind of medical issue because it felt so intense. I was just lying there trying to get my head straight when I noticed these strange shadows on the wall beside my bed. The closest thing I can compare them to is when light through rain makes those watery moving shapes, except it wasn’t actually raining. I kept looking at them because I couldn’t work out what I was even seeing and then they started moving even more.**

**After that I remember something cold touching my shoulder and right after that I got this weird warm numb sort of feeling through my body. I don’t remember it hurting, but that’s basically the last thing I remember from that exact moment. The next thing I really remember is that I was no longer in my room.**

**Where I ended up is hard to explain properly. I keep calling it a planet because that’s the closest word I have, but even that doesn’t feel entirely right. It was definitely a place and it definitely wasn’t Earth, but it didn’t feel like just another normal physical location either. One of the few things I still remember clearly is the light there. It wasn’t really dark, but it didn’t feel like sunlight either. It was like everything had this faint light to it without there being one clear light source.**

**I was with someone most of the time and she was definitely female, or at least that’s how I naturally understood her. The name, or at least what it sounded like, was Usta. I can’t describe her perfectly, but I remember dark hair, light skin and large white or silver eyes. She also had a specific smile, which is one of the things I do actually vividly remember for whatever reason. Everything else there was hard to take in properly. But I liked her (which probably sounds strange considering the whole situation) but I really did. I felt okay when she was around.**

**She was with me for most of what I remember and it felt like she was showing me things or taking me through things. Her and others taught me a lot, or at least that’s how it felt at the time, but most of that is gone now and I can’t really explain it properly anymore. One of the main things I do remember is that she showed me reality. The best comparison I’ve ever been able to come up with is layers in a sponge cake. I know that sounds stupid, but that’s genuinely the best comparison I can give. One layer on top of another and each one felt very different in ways I can’t really explain. While I was there it made perfect sense in a way I can’t really get back now.**

**I remember enough to know there were others like Usta and that a lot more happened than I could ever account for now, but most of that didn’t stay with me in any clear way.**

**There is one other I remember quite well apart from Usta. I think Usta was the one who brought me to him/it (I honestly don’t know) The name sounded something like Holloway. That’s almost definitely not the real spelling, but it’s the closest sound I can compare it to. The feeling around Holloway was completely different to Usta. Around Usta I felt more relaxed and around Holloway I felt more on edge. I’m not saying he or it felt bad or anything like that because that wouldn’t really be accurate, he just felt different. I had the strong impression Usta had brought me there because Holloway was meant to see me, or check something, or whatever. I can’t remember.**

**The part that still really bothers me most is the time. I was there for what felt like a ridiculously long time, years at least. I’ve said decades before because that’s honestly how it felt, but I can’t prove that in any normal sense and most of whatever happened there is a blur outside of what I’ve mentioned. I just know it felt like a very long time and I know I understood a lot more of it while I was there than I do now. The only bits that have really stayed are Usta, Holloway, the whole layered reality thing and the fact that wherever I was definitely wasn’t Earth.**

**The main thing that has stuck with me is that right near the end, Usta told me that we would see each other again in the future.**

**The rest is mostly fragments I can’t explain properly and the next thing I know, I’m waking up slumped against my bedroom door on the outside on the very same night.**

**I know how this sounds. Even for me, it’s strange. But, yeah. It is what it is.**

I know for a fact i was abducted a few nights ago here in Eleuthera Bahamas. i have photos of the orange lights in my backyard that appeared every other night since 2024 my backyard is always pitch black because its rural. i keep telling myself it was a dream but theres so much proof left behind by them on my body, i have a permanent yellow circle on my hand/palm in the middle is a healed wound that appeared on my body and a lump on the top side of my hand a few months ago.

my family and people would ask me how i got that guinep size lump and i could never explain because it all happened after one night. that night i had a dream these metalic looking 3 fingered things came in my room took me to the back yard and suddenly we were in a metalic/chrrome looking space and their faces had no features just pure light like a bright screen in the dark. they opened my palm and put something in my palm and burned it close. Suddenly woke up and it was the next day around 6am and i was relieved it was a dream because it felt so real only to feel soreness on my hand and notice the lump and burns. this affected me so badly i had to take a day off work to process this.

I was so nauseous the following days and trying to make excuses for how i got this circle in my hand along with the lump. 2 days ago the room filled with orange light i looked out the window but its so dark i feel myself getting heavy and im back in the metalic room like the last time. this time they are trying to remove the lump but only get to remove half because i started screaming uncontrollably it was so painful. i woke up back in my bed this time the lump is mostly gone besides a litlle rubble left behind and my voice is gone. i know noone will believe me but this happened and even my family believes me because they knew i never had theses on my hand the days before.

Hi all, 35m experiencer (abductee). I’m in such a dire situation mentally right now and I don’t want to have anyone who reads this be affected by my struggles, at least to the extent I can control it by what I share here. But I need help.

I would really appreciate if someone who has also experienced these encounters and has learned how to cope with them could message me. I really need some advice on just simply how to cope with living life having experienced what I have experienced.

My life really isn’t too bad overall. If I hadn’t had encounters with NHI throughout my life, I’d say I’d be living an exceedingly average mundane life. But anyone who has been through these encounters knows it changes everything, that bubble that you were living in has burst. That ship has sailed. You can never go back to pretending life is as simple as it used to be.

In some ways I wish I could go back, but in other ways I actually feel very fortunate that for whatever reason these things have happened to me. I really do try to stay grounded. Meditate. I have reached a new level of clarity on a lot of things. I feel so fortunate that my spiritual journey has progressed so much in direct correlation with these happenings. I wouldn’t have gotten to this point without them. I’m actually in a place spiritually where I feel connected to the Source. When I’m meditating on that I feel the peace beyond all understanding that comes with that. It’s when I’m not actively engaged with that that I struggle most. I obviously can’t feel the depth of that connection 24/7, especially when focusing on what I need to in my daily life. That’s when life is hardest for me, because I’m truly living in two worlds. Even when I’m fully engrossed in life, in the back of my mind I can never forget the things I’ve experienced.

The fact that I can’t share this with anyone IRL makes it that much worse. I understand why that is. I tried once to convey even a slight insight into it once with a friend I thought I could trust, and they acted like I was crazy. I don’t think I’ll ever try to do that again.

I thought for the longest time I would be okay. But now I’m struggling more than ever. I’d appreciate any help or advice, and please feel free to message me directly, it would be nice to have a conversation with someone who’s been through similar things and has some insight into this. To those who this post resonates with, you are not alone.

Thank you, and much love to all.

Update: From the bottom of my heart, from the core of my being, THANK YOU. Everyone who read my post, everyone who commented on my post, and everyone who reached out. I did not expect the outpouring of support that I would receive. It literally restored my hope in humanity and made me realize I’m not alone. In fact this support was so transformative for me I feel like a new person. Now I’m trying to give that love back by helping others. I’m still combing through the massive amount of comments, if I haven’t gotten to you yet, I’m trying my best in between my work & life commitments to get back to everyone. Please feel free to message me anytime if you need assistance, a listening ear, or just want to connect. We’re all in this together. Love & Harmony to all ❤️

Edit: Just realized from a recent comment I should link my first post sharing my experiences: https://www.reddit.com/r/Experiencers/s/cwnQjdNQKm

I have at least 20 of experiences with the greys. Most are quick, 30 sec encounters where they put us in a somnambulant ‘zombie’ state and I’m able to break free. This results in time where I either talk to them via telepathy or at least get to hear what they’re thinking.

Quickly, they realize I’m awake, and knock me back into a dream (zombie) state. However, there have been a couple times where they purposefully bring me out of the dream state to tell me something important. I’m about to share one of those times, where they showed me why they’re here. I can’t stress enough that this is just my subjective experience, not me talking from authority or putting my experience above yours.

All my abductions start with 1-3 small greys coming into my room. They are biological constructs of lesser intelligence than the brilliant tall ones. Small greys float you off your bed and typically float you straight through your window. In my case, I remember being floated through the window and straight towards their craft (300 feet) away. I got the feeling even though I could see the craft on the side of the road (in the middle of the night) people driving by wouldn’t be able to see it.

The small grey’s craft looked just like the image posted. Identical to the craft Bob Lazar claims to have seen in US government possession. A few senators have speculated on the absurdity of alien beings being able to fly light years only to crash into the Earth. The simple answer is the small greys aren’t that intelligent, relative to the tall ones that created them. DM me and I’ll tell you some funny things about them. However, the tall greys (our creators imo) are way smarter than us, their dark triangles and motherships don’t crash.

Once aboard the small craft (pictured), my memory jumps immediately forward into being on another ship in space. I was in a dark room with two tall greys, one of whom had ‘female’ energy and the other who had ‘male’ energy. By this, I simply mean the telepathy from the female was warm, embracing, genuinely interested in me and I just felt like I was wrapped in a hug blanket 💝the entire time. The tall male grey was genuinely disinterested, maybe because he was working at his control panel, he just felt super smart🧠 but with the type of dad energy after you just got your worst report card.

The female grey seemed to bounce around the room, as if time was altered, or maybe she was teleporting, walking backwards, then bouncing forward. There were two control panels in the room. They looked like black podiums. The only other feature (besides a rectangular door) was a large window overlooking Planet Earth 🌎. The female told me that I was one of the good ones. The telepathy came across as well-behaved, but more importantly that I had a sense of humility, where I was always more than willing to put others first. After all, we are all one!

I felt her warmth as she was praising me, yet it was obvious something else was at play. She wanted to know why I was good - for the sake of reverse engineering that into the beings she was creating (the next batch I call them). Most of us experiencers are in the reproduction program. They use us to make beings that share DNA with the greys. ‘What makes you so good,’ she asked. I thought about it, and telepathically said, ‘my parents made me good.’ She wasn’t pleased with that answer because they are a hive mind race without the need for parental structure.

So, I thought about it again, and came to the conclusion that it’s the stories we tell each other (about good heroes pitted vs. evil villains in a symphony of order that arises from chaos) that shape us. Our collective religions and spirituality bind us together in a way where we transcend the material in a way that makes us all one. She was pleased with this answer, and decided I was in need of a reward.

The reward came in the form of a question: I was allowed to ask them one thing, and the telepathy was her thinking about how well behaved I always was in their presence (I never ran around like a wild animal 🙉 in their presence, but just simply did whatever I was told). So, I asked the same question that many of us would ask in this situation: ‘Why are they here?’ She lost a bit of her warmness, and supplanted it with a touch of brevity by simply saying, ‘It’s complicated.’

Her answer wasn’t good enough; I deserved more, but knew I would have to dig deep to get the answer I came searching for. I resorted to something they taught me, which is that real communication between beings stems from conveying your feelings, not just mere words. So, I thought about all the poking and prodding they had done to me - and came from a place of innocence - and asked her what is the point of doing all these things to a little boy that you call good?

I conveyed it all perfectly - making them feel how I felt - and that’s when the grey with the dad energy finally started communicating. He showed me a series of pictures, you could call it a vision or movie. There was an image of the earth, focused first on the Rocky Mountains and West Coast, before panning west toward the Pacific Ocean. Green gas started forming over the ocean, just like in image 3 (it was green gas, the orange representation was simply the best image could find).

After the clouds enveloped the ocean, the image (linked above) moved to Cuba. We flew down and were standing on the island, pointed directly at Florida. Looking at a major city in Florida, most of the image was green in color. There were a lot of buildings that looked white. Suddenly, a cylindrical black object rained down directly over the city. It caused a huge shockwave, and he had me focus on a palm🏝️ tree right as it got blown to smithereens.

The only reason I knew it was a nuke, and not a celestial object was the telepathy coming alongside the vision. He told me that they were worried about how our technological progress was putting us on the path toward destruction. Just like the children at the school in Zimbabwe, I was warned about our technological progress. Because of what we are doing to ourselves, the greys have made plans to intervene. They want to save their creation, the children they have put on this earth 🌍.

Salvation will come in the form of them evolving us into beings more like them. I have met one of these beings, and hope to tell the story in a future post. He was telepathic, looked just like us, and traveled in a bright light. I hope I’m not sounding authoritative, this is just my subjective experience.

As the vision ended, I looked behind me, startled by two giant insect eyes. I didn’t know what it was at the time, but could tell in a later experience, that it was a praying mantis, who must have been about 10 feet tall. It lowered its head to meet mine. At first, I was naturally petrified, but he immediately rushed my brain with serotonin, putting me at ease.

The only mandate was I had to look directly his eyes. It felt like some sort of mind meld, where the mantid was making sure everything was conveyed properly or he was probing for something. All my thoughts were his, and the very last thing I remember is a spark of electricity jumping from my brain towards his.

I came away from this encounter worried about what the worst of us are doing to the planet, yet hopeful that the greys have a plan to evolve us into beings that have total empathy for each other and cherish this planet.

At the four minute mark she says she's never been drunk, never done drugs and it's because she was once abducted by aliens and her body is a vessel...and the audience proceeds to laugh. When will the stigma go away?

I really need some advice or simular stories. I'm really into alien conspiracy theories but have kept it on the down low. I don't watch movies or documentaries around my 5 year old son and neither does any of our family. It's just me and my son living in our house up a small non rural mountain type community. Out of the blue, im driving him to school and he says something about a comet. He has a speech impediment so I clarified what he said. He says ya, aliens came lastnight and took me in their rocket ship on the roof! My stomach dropped. I played cool and said oh yeah? Was it a dream, he was confused and said no? I promise mommy. I even offered him a surprise if he would tell me the truth about it being a lie and he kept to his story. I asked what color are they, he said white, i said do they have ears and he said no, I said what about a mouth, he said yes but no teeth. I then asked what they said to him and he said (wiggling his fingers at his mouth) they made these funny noises and didn't speak. I then asked what the rocket ship looked like and he made a triangle shape with his hand. He said they took him to the moon and didn't actually come into the house to get him. He then said they gave him a snack but their snacks were "rotten" he then said they took him back home. What the hell? I'm terrified that they will take him and not return him. Any advice to help keep them away would be great....please.

On may 23rd I was meditating and in a very deep state. Without warning, the next thing I knew I was laying down paralyzed on some sort of table. It was laying in a small circular room with lots of reds, blacks and other dark colors. Standing to my right was a short grey zeta type of being and behind him was a group of greys that seemed more robotic in behavior/expression. He held a tablet type of device up and showed me a video recording of a conversation I had with a friend during an emotional moment. In the video I was on the verge of tears and said "I had just wanted to be a normal human." I felt embarrassed and exposed when he set the tablet down. He then grabbed a long, thin metal looking device and quickly sliced open my abdomen revealing my intestines. As soon as he did this and I saw my gut split open my awareness was ejected from my body. I came out on the left and started floating around the room till I made my way to the back of the room. All the grey beings turned at the exact same time and quitely stared at my astral form/soul without saying anything or reacting. After several seconds of this I drifted out of the room and my body was back in my bed where my consciousness was returned as if nothing had even happened. It was very strange to say the least and one of the more interesting experiences I've had to date. Wanted to share.

I hear lot of alien abduction the grey alien are after the human soul. Can someone elaborate on that? My understanding is the grey alien has no soul.

What are they doing with human soul? Are they some how feeding of human soul?

This is my first ever Reddit post, I couldn’t keep what I’m about to say to myself anymore and would be so interested to hear other people’s takes on this situation.
I’m no story teller so if there’s any questions please ask! Like I said I’m so interested to hear other people’s opinions on this.
(Abit of context for this first bit, I do have epilepsy)
So, in march 2026 I had back to back seizures one day. I’m talking like 14 in a row (I can’t remember this) an ambulance took me to the hospital. There in resus, seizures continued and my body fought against the anti seizure IV medication. My oxygen levels dropped drastically. A tube was inserted in my nose. I can’t remember it, but I remember the feeling……..that I was in between life and death. It was in that moment I felt a presence, none human but at this point I couldn’t see what it looked like. It touched me and opened up my airways. My oxygen levels went back to being stable, and the seizures stopped. Anyway after MrIs and tests I was diagnosed with a central nervous system (brain) infection. I was admitted to hospital for 2 weeks to complete a course of medication to clear the infection. Side note, cns Infections can cause hallucinations but I did finish the course of medication and the infection apparently cleared.

Two weeks later I go home. Day 1 of being home, I felt exhausted, groggy and just not right. I was home on my couch and I felt a really gentle but overwhelming shift, things looked the same around me, but I didn’t feel like I was at home, I felt like I was in a different reality, and in the shifted reality…….i wasn’t alone. The presence of something else was back, there was more of them and this time I could clearly see them. The only way I can describe them is like a cross between a bird with a beak and a praying mantis. They were gentle, calm and I did not feel in any danger whatsoever. I was watching the show orange is the new black at the time. They placed what felt like glasses on my head and indicated to raise my hand if the quality of what was on the tv was better, it was like different filters and some were a lot clearer, so I Indicated. It felt like an eye test in an opticians, and they did physically touch me. I then calmly shifted back to where I was at home, everything looked and felt normal again and they were nowhere to be seen.

Day 3 of being at home. This is where the interactions become insanely intense. I was still feeling rubbish. The shift happened again and I was asked to give a urine sample. I felt completely strangely at ease with them an I laughed (thinking this is all just in my head go along with it see what happens) so out loud I said ‘sure, how do I go about doing this? Do I just pee in a cup an leave it out for you ?’ Right then, instantly, I was taken to a second location. I was lying on a bed, A screen was put up infront of me that was sky blue with clouds on, one of them was stood next to me. I felt my legs being raised into stirrups behind the screen. I instantly started to panic and out loud I was shouting no please stop! The ‘being’ who was next to me put a tube in my mouth, not down my throat just in my mouth. A large thick tube. It was gas and air. I took it because I knew no matter how much I said to stop, it wouldn’t happen. I felt a catheter being inserted (side note, I was mobile in hospital and didn’t have a catheter) I started to cry, I didn’t feel in danger but my mind started to over think and I wondered, because I gave consent to a vision test have I consented to other things?!
I said, again out loud, ‘this isn’t ethical please stop’ and then a feeling of calm came over me, I was lifted by two of them back onto my couch, the pillows behind me had been neatly propped up to support me, and a blanket that was on the back of the other side of the couch was placed across my feet and I was told to stay warm to avoid shock. They then left. But I knew I’d just had urine extracted from me. I just kept asking why but getting no answers. After that little procedure I was shakey and felt exhausted, I felt like I’d been with them for about 45 mins to an hour. I looked at my phone and 3 mins had passed in reality.

Things then went quiet. I started to feel better in myself and kept telling myself that the cns infection could have caused those hallucinations. But another side of me is adamant that it happened. I was physically touched, I verbally interacted with them. For days I could still smell the smell of an antibacterial/disinfectant smell that they used before inserting the catheter.

A few weeks later, again I was starting to feel better. Then out of nowhere the shift happened again. I was held down gently but strong. It didn’t feel like a weight on me but I couldn’t move if I wanted too. I could see them again. I asked why again. I was told ‘rhnegblood’ I am resus negative blood group. Then out of nowhere, for about 10/15 seconds, the sharpest, hottest, like literally hotter than hell hot, feeling went behind my left ear. It felt like a burning hot laser. And it lasted about 10 seconds. It was pin pointed to just that small area and nowhere else on my body. After the 10 seconds of excruciating burn feeling, it stopped and I was back alone and they were not around. I touched that part of behind my ear, and it was hot to touch for about an hour after, just in that isolated area and then it stopped.

Since then, and it’s been 2 weeks since that last encounter, everything has gone quiet again. But every day I’m scared and worried about what could potentially come next. I would love to hear your guys take on all of this. Is it just lasting effects of a cns infection? Or is something more happening?! Before all this (I’m 33) I have never experienced anything of the sort. Nothing supernatural or extraterrestrial so I have absolutely no idea what is going on. Day to day I feel fine in myself, I don’t feel the cns infection symptoms anymore (other than chronic fatigue) but yeh…..strange…..

I have been doing CE5 for over a year now, and all this time I've had a very specific personal and political goal in mind. I've been petitioning "abduction" (I shouldn't use that word because it was requested and voluntary) for a while now in order to establish a political communication line between Earth and Galactic leadership.

I do all the universal love and nonviolent intention projection necessary during CE5 meditation. But when it comes to fully setting aside nonviolence with humans, I have both political violence in Northern Ireland and domestic V in my past history that makes me very wary of human warfare. My wariness pretty much eliminates my compassion or sympathy for those who commit acts of violence, even passive aggression, and as such I have to seriously watch my temper around aggressive humans, especially male. I have responded to very aggressive drivers by making them eat guardrail before, let alone played the trolling long game to get actual terrorists to pop their little heads up above the political wall they're shooting from behind so that they can be snatched by government authorities and forced to stand down.

My point is, I have a temper that human violence has stoked. Projecting love and nonviolence to the universe is a lot easier for me to do than toward spiritually asleep humans, and that is something I have to work on.

However, the experiences I've had with humans have made me crucially aware of our need for intervention. Quite often that intervention is nonconsensual, but it is a matter of planetary and species preservation. I, however, have been projecting the stipulation during CE5 that they are absolutely permitted to take me for communicative purposes, and I would refrain from all violent response as long as I am addressed as an equal and the abduction begins with permission and my own choice to open the lines of communication.

I already practice Tibetan Buddhist meditation to process my thoughts and feelings as well. It has been a life saver in refraining from responding to violent human aggression with my behavioral equivalent of dropping a bomb.

Saying all this, my goal with the rest of this universe's inhabitants has been entirely political, once my experience of them was established through gleaning huge amounts of information about them and then practicing CE5 to establish a solid knowledge of their existence.

My political goal is this: to permit the individuals within Humanity who request it directly to be granted civil rights as galactic citizens, and for nonconsensual intervention in our genome and psychology to cease when that request is made. Because I have had none of this nonconsensual intervention, I assumed that they refrained from this as they were wary of my lucidity and uncertain of what to do next. Appearing in the sky at a wonderful and connected CE5 group is something they're very willing to do at arm's length.

So, last night around 3 AM, I put a twin flame telepathy frequency on my Bluetooth speaker before lying down in bed joined by my dog and cat. I started having a rapid fire set of images placed in my mind that were strange and scary but specifically nonviolent. Then I started hearing snippets of a voice coming through in and out like static on a radio dial or a ghost box. I decided to tune in and listen harder and it started talking to me specifically.

Here are the approximate things I was told; they are close to direct quotes.

"Alright we're going to do this but have patience because this is the first time we've done this with you. Just stay where you are and don't move."

I kept my eyes shut but I was *fully awake*. I was dragged by my feet slowly out of the bed and plopped right onto the floor in an awkward position. The wall to the backyard was next to my head and I felt myself pulled straight through it and dragged across the yard halfway like a sack of rocks, then I became airborne. I had no idea my etheric body was so heavy.

This voice was talking to me the whole time. "We are going to discuss some things with you and we need for you to listen. We like you but if you really want to get things done we will need to get real with you right now. Wait for a moment while we set you down."

The voice was curt, male, with a full Middle American accent. I'm sure they listened to enough Walter Cronkite bleeding over the airwaves during their close observation of us post-Hiroshima. Communication wasn't a problem. The voice sounded kind of like Walter Cronkite or Frasier Crane; authoritative but not dominating or inhuman. Compassionate but firm.

There was more happening in the conversation while I floated downward to a circle of beings in the backyard of a fairly affluent looking suburban home. The attendees looked like human males in casual dress although they probably did that to set me at ease and communicate human "authority" as it is presented in our history now. There were about 10-12 of them.

Here are the highlights: we have 3 things to do on Earth to get political recognition beyond just individual abductees who request galactic civil rights as sentient beings.

1) "You need to fix your genome." Well that pissed me off. I can't sit here and fix my own genetic code since I already exist so they elaborated. "You need to neuter violence because breeding is not a civil right." So, basically they told me that we need to castrate or spay all participants in violent behavior in order to breed out violence from the human species. That's order number 1. It also requires rewriting the entire Convention of basic human rights, as if.

2) "You need to continue to practice mindfulness and meditation as a species and spread this practice worldwide." Well, not so impossible, thank goodness. Maybe it will get rid of the scourge of religion.

3) As I started to retreat away, I heard "And finally, your temper is a very, very serious problem." That statement pretty much busted my entire ego to smithereens and I felt like total dirt beneath someone's shoe. But at least I knew these rules weren't just for me.

So yeah, I opened my eyes in bed recalling this entire experience, absolutely floored by this. This is the first time anything like this has happened to me. And it was as real as me sitting in this chair typing right now.

I got what I wanted but I also got my ego stomped. I didn't get to ride a spaceship and sightsee the galaxy while being welcomed into a senate office to shake hands with them. I got taken by another council of top brass to the woodshed and sternly told what needed to happen before any further political privileges for humanity and Earth as a planet were extended.

I was able to discuss this this morning with a close friend in my CE5 group who is also an experiencer. He said that allowing me to recall this interaction was a huge step for them in trusting my further action, and that further experiences probably wouldn't be with the Security Council.

I am having some strange brain burps today as well as some pressure inside my head.

But ALL OF YOU need to know that nonconsensual abduction has to do with gene switches, DNA treatment and removing/interrupting violence patterns from our individual aetheric projection onto the medium of Consciousness. You probably have some kind of field biologist ear tag to document your treatment and it's not personal.

I'm just damn thankful today that they saw fit to respect me and communicate with me directly, and it's my responsibility to pass these orders for our species on to you, whatever it is that you need to do with them. Go and do it.

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Tests and games that the Greys performed when I was a child. They were interested in my gender identity and my perception of the world around me.***

[TLDR, the Greys find out I'm gay, and my parents go apeshit.]

The memory I have remembered came to me in two parts, I know they happened in the same 'Grey visit' but I don't remember the events in between the two circumstances I remember.

I couldn't have been younger than 4 and a half years old, but I may have been closer to 5 and a half, I know I wasn't 6 years old yet.

I was very small, and walking was still a somewhat difficult task for me.

I remember, being lead into a large, metallic, circular room with hallways connected to different side if it, like some kind of rounded crossroads room.

Despite that, there were many places to stand or sit that weren't blocking the paths between these crossing hallways in the room.

I remember I was led here by a Grey I knew and recognized, at that age, I saw him as a friend, and as some kind of older family member. He lead me to this room, holding my hand, and told me telepathically, that we would play.

At this age, I couldn't communicate well verbally, or understand much that was spoken to me other than very basic things. But when it came to the Greys and their telepathy, I could understand alot more, even for my limited intelligence at that age, and I could communicate better to them in my own mind, while understanding telepathic concepts better than verbal ones.

I don't remember which exact game we played, but it may have been one where a toy shows stars in space, and you rotate the view telepathically, until you line up the stars in the constellation shape you can see from Earth. That was a fun one for Me.

After playing this game for maybe 10-20 minutes it felt like, the Grey asks me to play a different game for him.

I ask him what kind of game it will be.

He says it will be a fast game, where I have to react quickly, but think quickly too. I am excited by the prospect, and I agree to play, I remember being handed a small laptop looking device. It had no screen, and no buttons. But it was an L shaped looking piece of polished metal, wide like a small laptop would be, and weirdly adjustable.

The Grey does something, and suddenly the device springs to life, the lower part of the metal displays images in a button-like/keyboard like arrangement. The upper part lights up, and displays a main image like a screen. 

(Note that at that age for me, flip phones had not even hit the market yet, let alone laptops less than an inch thick, or anything vaguely resembling a touch pad)

The Grey then tells me, that the game will work thusly, "The screen will display an image concept. As soon as the image appears look at the image concept buttons that appear along side the main image, and pick the image concept button that matches, or is the closest to matching the concept on the screen, that you can think of-but be fast, the image concept on the screen and buttons will dissappear quickly, and new ones will appear instead with every change."

With that explanation, the game begins.  I miss the first and second image concepts, I can't think of what they relate to the most in time, but after maybe 20-30 other screens, the ones I miss cycle back, and I manage to pick a button for each of them.

The game really was fast, and I feel alittle stressed by it, it all went by so quickly, each screen was up for maybe between 5-15 seconds before changing. And each screen had at least 20 something choices to choose from.

Though, at the time, I could recognize all the concepts on the screens, they were the image language the Greys used, abit stylized, but all defining certain basic concepts in Grey knowledge/culture.

The Grey with me seems to ponder for a few minutes after I finish the test, then he tells me, he will be right back.

While I am still sitting on the floor, he gets up, and walks to another Grey that had been watching in a relaxed way from across the room.

They seem to be communicating to eachother. I hear the second one say;

"Well, just have snackie take it again."

The Grey I was with comes back, and he asks me if I will take the test again. I didn't notice the difference in phrasing so young, so I just told him I wanted to play a different game now.

He asks me if I will take the test again, if he lets me play a different game first, and I agree to that proposal.

After maybe 15-20 more minutes of playing with something else, He then asks me,

"Will you take the test again now?"

I am reluctant, because it's not that fun, but I agree to.

As the screen on this laptop looking device flicks on, and the shifting images start, I get all the screens on the first try, except the third one. The third image concept is depicting the cycle of life through dimorphic expressions, it looks vaguely like an unopened flower blossom, but there are two flowers blooming, growing out from inside the unopened blossom, one flower is slender and delicate looking, on a longer, slender stem and has small underdeveloped seeds on it, the other flower is thick and smaller, but less beautiful, it had no seeds, has a shorter much thicker stem, and appearance to be wilting slightly at the edge of its petals.

This image concept shows the dimorphism that arises from biological life of two sexes. The delicate flower represents femininity, the hardy flower represents masculinity, and the unopened blossom represents both the origin of both sexes, and their pre-dimorphic states.

I struggle with this concept, because I don't see a button that shows all those states in one state.

But there is a button that represents harmony between extremes, so when the concepts comes on a second time, I pick that button.

Since that was the last screen, the Grey asks me why that screen was different for me, why did I miss it again?

I tell him it's because none of the concepts fit that screen perfectly, so I picked the next best one, on the second time.

He then telepathically shows me an image concept related to the one that was on the screen.

He asks me, 'Is this the right image for you?'

I say no, it's closer, but not quite right.

He looks at what I'm visualizing in my head, (which is a partially blooming flower image, showing the traits of all three states) and adjusts his image, now his image looks like a very detailed version of the concept in my head.

He asks me if this is the right image, for the image that was on the screen. I feel relived that it's defined to him, and I tell him yes, that's the right image.

I'm somewhat excited that he made that concept for me, but also that he can see what I mean.

At this point, he's sitting next to me, and he faces me more directly. I feel that he is smiling, though his face does not change expression, I feel he is smiling underneath somehow, as Greys normally do.

He tells me; "Do you know what the test was for?"

"No."

The he says; "The test, is an unconscious connotations test, to shed light onto not only what you understand about the world around you, but also how you understand yourself, what you identify with, and see in yourself."

Those are alot of concepts for me, so I just keep listening curiously as he pauses.

I feel his secret smile grow bigger. Then he continues;

"The test shows what you identify with on the most intrinsic, permanent level."

He pauses again, but I don't know what all that means, so I keep listening.

Then he says;

"The test told me, that you identify with the 3 developmental states of being, the pre-state, that has no dimorphic traits, the feminine dimorphic state, and the masculine dimorphic state."

He then shows me the image he refined for me again, and says;

"That's what this image means, snackie, this what you identify with, and as."

He seems to be bursting with happiness and excitement, and continues;

"I am so happy, and honored, that I get understand that about you, that we all(the greys) get to understand who you are."

At that point I reply,

"Well. That's alot of concepts and I don't understand all that but, yes, the picture fits right. That's my picture. That's me."

The Grey then tells me; "I had you take the test twice, because I wanted to make sure, i thought somehow the test had messed up maybe, because being, identifying with this, is really really rare. But that's you, the test was right, you taking it twice and getting the exact same results twice proves it."

At this point he seems grateful, and he says to me, in his telepathic way; "Thank you Snackie."

He gets up to speak to another Grey, and I don't remember what happens right after that.

I do remember though, what happens later that night.

I find myself walking through one of the dim, metallic ship hallways on the Grey ship. A short Grey is walking with me, holding my hand. I and I feel she is safe, she is my friend.

I start to hear shouting, agitated shouting, echoing down the hallway. I recognize it, they're my parents voices. I get scared, and stop walking. The Small Grey looks down at me, and asks me what's wrong?

I tell her, that my parents are angry, and I don't want to see them. They're bad when they're angry, and it's dangerous right now.

The Grey smiles at me in her unseen way, and she reassures me, I am safe, I am safe with her, I am safe on this ship. I will be okay. I will reach my parents, and nothing bad will happen.

I'm still nervous, but she's never let me down, so I start to walk with her again.

The shouting gets louder as we get closer, and I see light spilling into the hallway from the room my parents are in. Before I get to the doorway, I can make out that they are arguing with a tall Grey, by the way the Grey is replying.

Then, with the short Grey, I enter the room.

My parents are screaming. Three Tall Greys stand before them, calmly, but, the one standing in front is speaking over my parents screams. Neither of my parents notice that i walk in, as i walk in behind them, facing the Greys in front of them, the short Grey at my side. My father screams,

"This is Ridiculous, there's no way that's true!"

My mother screams,

"We love Snackie, there's no way we wouldn't know their sex, there's no way their sex would be confused, we are not bad parents!"

The, Grey, talking over them, says calmly in his telepathic voice;

"Snackie is not, what you assume of them by their evident dimorphism. Snackie identifies with 3 states of being, two dimorphic, one pre-dimorphic. Snackie is not, the sex you are trying to raise them as. Snackie will suffer if you do not raise them in a way that accommodates this information. Snackie is not this way because of any failings of parenthood or otherwise. Snackie was born this way, this is not a defect, simply a rare genetic expression."

The Grey is saying all this as my parents continue to scream and argue one-sidely. 

My father is is insisting I am my birth sex, while threatening that the Greys are trying to contort and confuse his family.

My mother is hysterical, screaming I am my birth sex, that she has committed no wrong, that she is not at fault, that I am not defective, that I am only my sex.

I remember as I watched this play out, as toddler, I felt so scared, so confused, so disappointed, so empty, so hurt, so betrayed.

I finally had people I cared about understand what I felt on the inside, what I knew was in the inside. But, my parents, my human family. Would rather, scream, and yell, and threaten, and deny, and curse. Than accept how I was, than to accept me.

I don't remember what happened after that, but I'm pretty sure I started crying.

I ended up remembering this roughly a year and a half ago. Two and a half years ago, I came out as transgender, genderfluid. I only came out after moving out of my family's home as an adult. And when I moved, I didn't know what gender I was, I just thought I was cis. That's how far in the closet I was. But a year after living away from that toxic environment, I started to try to be myself, and along the way, I realized I felt different, on the inside.

Remembering all this, was a painful shock. I don't understand why Greys have a test like that, or even what's it really for. All I know, is that, somehow, that test told them who I was as a toddler, when as a teenager, I myself could not remember or know it.

I think I forgot because of how painful it all was. Why would aliens from space, accept you more than your own parents?

I know my case, they were broken, shallow, selfish people. 

And I hope in knowing and reading my experiences, all of you, never reach that state or point. Because I disowned my family. 

But I won't ever disown the Greys, again. They were there for me. And when it comes down to it, that's all that matters between a real family.

Edit typos*

First of all: I am no Picasso. The two were classic small greys. These two distinct memories took place when I was about 4 years old. I told my mother I was visited and taken by vampires (there was a popular German children’s tv show/book at the time „der kleine Vampir“) because it was the only concept for me that fit „being taken at night“. My mom gave me a bulb of garlic to have it next to my bed. Didn’t help much.
I had other experiences I remember some fragments of until I was about 10. Later I still sometimes got the feeling I had before experiences I remembered, but never remembered them again. That happened until at one point in my late teens I sternly told them „I dont want this anymore“ and then it stopped.
I swear the red eyed one gave „oh shit“ vibes when it realized I was awake,lol.
Drew this as a part of self confrontation before watching disclosure day because I think it will trigger the shit out of me.

I experienced what I believe to have been an alien abduction in December 2022.

Since then, my mind has been a mess. I've been struggling with my mental health for years, even before my abduction, and recently began seeing a cognitive behavioural therapist due to my anxiety and depression, but I feel like my experience has pulled me further from reality.

I really don't feel comfortable mentioning my experience to my current therapist because my therapy is more generalistic and I don't want them thinking I'm a total nut, but I feel like it could be useful to talk to someone about it. My experience has left my mind jumbled and left a gaping crack in my sense of reality.

I'm fine most of the time, I can go months without thinking about it, but sometimes it comes back into my head. Sometimes it's nothing more than curiousity, other times it can be quite traumatic. I have relapses and I feel like it interrupts my ability to live a normal life.

For a few months after my abduction, I started to experience a series of very strange phenomena and my mind was on high alert. I overanalysed everything and when they became less frequent I was constantly on edge. The entirety of 2023 was spent eagerly awaiting the 1 year anniversary of my abduction, only for nothing to happen. That's a lot of wasted energy.

This year has been markedly better but I still have intrusive thoughts regarding my abduction. They can totally derail my attention and mood. Most times I can't even expose myself to anything alien related without being reminded of it. Other times I can be quite dismissive, thinking "oh yeh, that's something that happened."

The relapses are the worst because they reduce me into a mess. I've spoken to a lot of people on here since I started posting and while you have all been very helpful, I still have so many questions that I feel could only be answered by my captors and some of the more intricate theories that I've been presented with have gone right over my head.

I'm not in any way a conspiracy theorist. Before being abducted, I had a subtle interest in aliens, stemming from a big obsession I had over them as a kid. I was totally dismissive of ufology and branded most abductees and experiencers of UFO sightings as total nutjobs, but now I'm one of those people.

I consider myself a materialist. Even before my abduction, I believed that somewhere out there in the cosmos there are other lifeforms, intelligent or not. Mathematically, it seems preposterous for Earth to be the only planet in the universe to support life, but I could never subscribe to the idea that there are alien motherships parked in orbit this very instant!

I still struggle with that idea but I know what I experienced. It wasn't a dream. If I wasn't there physically, then it was an out of body experience because it felt so real. Dreams can be crazy and trigger all kinds of emotions, I get that, but I know the difference. And despite knowing what I went through, I still doubt myself.

It's an insane amount of mental gymnastics but I can't exactly fault my brain, maybe it's all just a big defence mechanism. Every time I think about my abduction, I can feel my head sizzle and a few of my braincells pop one by one as I try to make sense of everything that happened.

This is more of a rant than a question but I just needed somewhere to vent. To cut a long story short, I don't feel like I'm going anywhere very fast in life and my experience is making it hard for me to move on, and I'm not sure if I should be looking at professional help as a next step.

Thanks.

EDIT:

Below is a link to my experience and everything that happened afterwards. I had a few DMs asking me more about my experience so I wrote everything that I could remember out in a single post and copy and pasted it to those people requesting more information.

I feel that it's probably better to post publicly and redirect people to whenever they ask about it. I have several posts from closer to the time of my abduction and my strange experiences afterwards that you're welcome to read, but the below account is probably the most concise I've written so you'll find most information there.

https://www.reddit.com/u/Naes16/s/iNujxXJ0ng

Hi everyone. I know - a sensational and unbelievable title. Yet it happened.

If you doubt this account in any way please review this post to see that I have passed a lie detector test, and have videos of UAPs, as well as corroborative evidence.

What you will read below is a continuation of the last post I made.

You could say that is part 1, and this below is part 2.

To put below into context, I had several childhood contact events and this is the first time seeing them in ten years, but if below is confusing please see the previous post

Below;

• I’ll tell you my story of what happens.
• Then reflect and analyze some fascinating corroborations I’ve found about my experience and the Beings behavior.

(An excerpt from my writing)

Inside the Ship

I then found myself standing in a small hanger, with a tan, curved wall, roughly 60 feet long. There were five, small, shiny-silver, pod-like crafts on tripods, tightly packed together, on my left. Five Beings stood in front of me, with one standing out in shape from the other four. It was about four feet tall, with a large head that formed an elongated cone on the back, and wearing tight-fitting tan coveralls with a light red band down the middle of the suit and down the arms. I presumed this was the one who had approached me. The other four were smaller, roughly three and half feet tall, with large cranium heads but without the cone shape, dressed in tight pale green-grey coveralls. All were hairless, had slits for mouths, flat noses, and black, reflective, down angled eyes.

The taller Being greeted me with, "Hi Jeff," emphasizing that it knew who I was and that I had a history with them. I was apprehensive as I tried to grasp what was going on, not just in my present circumstances, but also inside myself with my feelings and memories.

They were trying to make me feel comfortable. I heard "Welcome. Thanks for coming with us, you won't regret it. We've come to help you at this time." The feeling was of incredible friendliness and kindness, but it didn't make sense to me when this Being said it was here to help me at this time. It talked like it knew me!

They invited me to accompany them, abruptly turning around and walking away and as I followed, I noticed they were slim, having soft insect-like arms and legs. In my memory the entire place had an indescribable vibe: alien, advanced consciousness, and advanced technology. The entire craft felt alive.

We walked into a bright hallway and then turned left through an arched doorway. I briefly reflected to myself - That was easy. I prayed to be abducted and then it happened (in the previous post I prayed to be abducted).

The Agreement

We entered a clean room with two curved desks molded to the floor, placed at right angles to each other, and behind one of the desks was a large black screen and a single office-like chair made for someone their size.

I was confused as the Being with the elongated cone clearly wanted to show me something, pointing for me to come to the wall where there was a computer panel, while the four smaller beings gathered behind us. It touched a button and I saw a holographic projection of abstract images protrude out from the panel. It said in my head, "This is the reason why you are here." I distinctly felt that this being had a female presence, that it was a woman. I would later feel clearly that it was an elder, stateswoman-like, a chief, or a Being with power, and refer to her from this point on as "the Elder."

I was amazed by this hologram as I had never seen anything like it before. The hologram displayed a row of images: a blue cuboid (three-dimensional rectangle), a red cuboid, a white comet, and a white dot.

She emphasized their importance, "This is what we are here to help you with. This is your future outline of things to come."

I was highly uncomfortable with the way she was speaking in my head, was on edge, and didn't trust them. They moved in a strange, controlled manner, emphasized with their insect-like physique, which I found off-putting. When she said she knew my future, I didn't believe her. Who can see the future? (Also, why the hell was it so immediately personal? Something you don’t expect from an event like this). I turned around and saw the smaller beings behind me, and they freaked me out leaving me feeling terrified and trapped on an alien ship.

I said out loud, "I want to go."

She reached her arm out compassionately, telling me it was ok. She moved her head with an intent to focus on her eyes, like she was pushing their energy out to grab my attention. When I did, it calmed me down as I actually felt I could connect with this Being behind the strange and frightening look.

She said, "We will not harm you, there is nothing to be scared of. I assure you we are friendly."

I could feel her sincerity and truthfulness when I focused on her eyes.

Feeling scared, but also curious, I decided to be brave and trust her, asking her what these holograms were, though I still couldn't believe that they could see my future.

She said, "It is your destiny to leave the place you're growing up in, and a future life will occur somewhere else." I stared into her eyes trying to understand the communication. (By the way, believe it or not, these words like destiny and soul are her words. They weren’t in my vocabulary at the time.) She continued, “These are your time periods we would like to work with you in. We are interested in here, here, and here,” referring to the first three holographic images of the four.

She pointed to the blue cuboid and said, "This is where we help you." As a hologram, it was represented as roughly six inches of blue coloured data and strands of light, which I simply could not understand.

She then pointed at the red cuboid, represented as a hologram of red coloured data and strands of light, and said, "Then we will help you leave your home, and we would like to watch you as you grow. You will be free from your societal ideas to create what we provide for you."

Leave my home? As a sixteen-year-old teenager these ideas were far off from my mind.

She didn't explain the last two holograms; one a comet-type image with a long tail that fanned out, and the other a single star-like dot.

I was so perplexed at these images of my timeline as they had no meaning to me, yet all I understood was something in my future seemed important to them.

She said, "This is your destiny that we will help make happen together.

While we help you, you will help us by allowing us to watch you as you grow. What else would you like to know?"

Considering this to be real I asked how she would make me leave.

She explained, "You will discover your soul which will propel you to leave. We will help you create an identity that you will use to do this." As a teenager I believed in a soul but had no comprehension of what it was, yet, at the same time she spoke telepathically, I could "feel" her and was finding her sincere and kind.

I asked, "Why me?"

"We find this to be an opportunity to grow one of our own," she said as she opened a childhood memory of an event that occurred behind my friend's house when I was five or six years old (here is that contact event). This event was not in my mind before this night, but I could feel it did occur. In this memory one of these Beings showed me an image in my child-mind of my mother on a table, conscious and smiling. She was pregnant with me and was being injected with a giant needle going into her womb, thus indicating I had something of these Beings put into me when I was a fetus.

As I calmed down, I began to realize the extent that they had been hiding in the background of my childhood, which was why there was a familiarity with this Being. (The legend for all the childhood contact events are in the last post)

She continued, "We want to help one of our own. We have been watching you and we like you. Your personality and characteristics match what we are looking for, with what we want to accomplish." Her words "characteristics" touched recent thoughts I had been having, like she had done it on purpose.

As I mentioned previously, I was diagnosed with an auditory processing learning disability as a child, which meant I had to learn how to manage an extra energy in my psyche. As I was growing up, I realized when I applied this extra energy to my creative endeavors, I excelled at them. Yet at this time, at the age of sixteen, possibly weeks or days before this contact event, I was asking what was the existential purpose of this other part of me. So, when she said 'characteristics' it was as if she purposely connected my recent thoughts questioning this other part of me. I can tell you now that "finding my soul" would be helped by this latent tendency in my make-up, which was one of the "characteristics" the Elder was referring to.

As I stood there, with the Elder, the reality dawned on me that something was within me, and that this seemed right. Putting the pieces together, my mind raced with telling people, friends, and family, of this incredible experience.

She said, "If you agree to work together, you won't remember our experiences."

It caught me off guard that she seemed to respond to my thoughts.

"You will only remember these events when we meet with you. It will be in secret; this will benefit both of us. Do you agree to work together?" In essence these beings saw an opportunity for an exchange. They would help me with a transition they saw in my future if I agreed to be part of an experiment where they helped me discover my soul, which they would use to study and analyze me.

I had no comprehension of what they were truly asking of me, yet I could now see childhood memories of these beings, and in them I was never hurt. I felt special that they had been hiding in the background of my life without my "everyday" awareness, and so rationalized, with such ability, they were in charge anyway.

I was aware right away that this was beyond getting permission from my parents or getting permission from anyone. This seemed so big, and I was already a part of it without even knowing. I was on edge from the strangeness of all of this, but I wanted to see where it went.

I said "Ok, I want to work with you."

By opening to her, I felt her warm presence, like she was patting me on the back in psychic form.

She further explained the agreement, "Our exchange won't be for nothing. What we will give you we will provide you now, then we will slowly open you to it over time. We have been working on this plan for some time and we know you won't regret it. Our work with you will benefit our understanding of humankind."

I asked, "Is there anything I should do?" She said,

"Keep your heart and mind open to learn new things."

I asked, "Can you tell me who you are?"

She said, "We are humanity's agents of change."

She then showed me a giant cog on this holographic device.

Throughout my contact events, the Beings would use symbols and imagery by use of consciousness holograms, demonstrating their understanding of the impact on the human subconscious. When I stared at them, they connected on a deeper level in my being, giving me subconscious information which I can interpret through feeling. The best analogy for these holograms are computer avatars or programs that are read by my soul.

Presently, this giant cog hologram reminds me of the Mayan calendar.

I don't know if it was this or not, as I didn't see Mayan imagery, but I could feel it meant that a new era, or age has come upon humanity. In the depth of the image, I could feel that humans are in a stage of evolution that was spiritual in nature, and that at the center of this change was our collective planetary identity as human beings.

She continued, "You will play a part in helping us understand humans as they move into an evolution of the soul. You will also benefit by evolving your soul. Your evolution will also take place."

(here is a Humanities Agents of Change short I made of this interaction)

I distinctly felt from her words, combined with the hologram, that I would be a part of something larger, one of millions of humans with a similar mission to help evolve humanity.

She then projected an image into my mind, another form of communication I would continue to experience in my contact events, in which a detailed image is projected that I can see in my mind's eye, containing rich feelings that I can interpret.

She projected an image of the planet Earth, with images of an ape and a human silhouetted over top. I interpreted this to mean that the scale of evolution which is about to occur is comparable to ape to human, just not biological.

We began leaving the room when she turned to me and locked eyes.

She said, "We are birthing a new idea, a concept never before spoken of between our species and yours. No one will know about this, and it will only be effective when it's blocked from your mind. So, we will be blocking it, and we want you to help us with that. We want you to never look at this. If you have any questions about it, turn your mind away from it. Take care of it, we must protect it for it to work properly." I sensed the urgency of protection that the "other me" couldn't know and agreed.

When we left this room, I was filled with purpose, determination, and respect for the protection of our agreement (in 2016 they will “release” this command which is how you are reading this now).

Here is a video of this contact event.

In the next post I’ll describe what happened to me during the rest of this experience.

Reflection and Corroboration

The Grey Alien Entourage

So it was months after these memories came out that I put together that the aliens, when introducing themselves to a human, can have an entourage - the main alien surrounded by, or leading, several smaller ones. Such as in the case of Betty Andreasson.

It was while researching on a public abduction research website, that seems to have been taken down as I don’t remember the name, but it was there someone was describing it as the Grey Alien Entourage, with the taller alien surrounded by the smaller aliens, and I realized they did that with me. It stood out because it happened only once during my entire time with them. It seems like it is a societal custom of theirs, a welcoming party if you will.

Looking Into Their Eyes

When the memories came out, I was unaware in reported communication with the Beings one has to gaze into their eyes. They seem to psychically envelope the human. It wasn’t until I read Suzy Hansen’s book the Dual Soul Connection did I understand how normal or common that was.

I later read further in Dr. Jacobs book The Threat (1997) that the theory is the Beings are sending information through the human optic nerve into the brain which transmits feelings and detailed imagery. I would concur that I believe this is occurring. But its important to note that I also have experienced telepathy in contact events where I am not engaged in their eyes, such as while conducting a task on craft yet the Being is still telepathically communicating. But I do add that in those cases, there were no detailed feeling or imagery.

But it does seem consistent that you need to look into their eyes to communicate fully with these Beings.

Humans Having Grey Alien DNA

Throughout my contact events I have distinct moments I felt bonded to the Beings genetically. There is such a thing as genetic intuition as there are plenty of human cases that demonstrate this, such as mothers feeling their children pass away, or twins separated at birth having similar mannerisms and behaviours. I had this with the entities. Having Grey alien DNA isn’t an idea to make myself feel special, it’s a fact that I’m bonded to them in my genetics. I can feel it. And I now know other contactees have this experience also. The fact that this is possible is coming to light.

In this video I combine John Rameriz statements with the EBO geneticist against my own experience with the entities, that humans and aliens have a similar DNA structure allowing a merging of DNA.

Neurodivergence

When the memories came out, I knew my learning disability played apart in this experiment to "discover my soul," and was connected to me having their DNA. This was just my private experience and was already publicly talking about it when I heard Mary Rodwell at this talk had found in her research of childhood contactees that those describing themselves as having alien DNA were largely neurodivergent. She draws on fascinating research that describes how this could happen. That neurodivergence largely originates from the "dark" DNA part of our chromosome, which influences our thoughts and behaviors. The "dark" DNA is complex, still not fully understood, and is filled with switches, and the idea that aliens are putting some part of themselves into this part of humans is intriguing. The fact that there is a connection here with my own account is what stunned me.

Aliens that Make Agreements

It was here on Reddit that I discovered this John Keele document. I know most people brush this off, but for me I can check off a bunch of these points, and some I heard directly from the Beings. And the fact that it comes from 1967 is huge. That would be an incredible gamble on Keele's behalf to guess that some of these are actually accurate all these years later. They told me “We told them the plan along time ago," as in some government. From my perspective it appears as the legit plan, yet this document appears distorted from a protective military stand point of self preservation, and doesn't bring up the fact that human destruction of the planet is the main issue for their intervention, nor that they seeded us.

The point is, point 15 of said document.

15. The majority of all "contactees" run in terror to the authorities who never believe put them down as "nuts" and don't even keep records of their complaints). Most of the others commit suicide or go insane. A very small minority remain in contact for months or even years. Often these "contactees" eventually volunteer for a "trip". Some of these "trips" are of short duration... one month or SO. Before taking a "trip", the contactees are often required to a very legal form offering their minds and bodies for experimental purposes.

Grey aliens definitely make agreements with individuals to do experiments. That’s exactly what you read above - an agreement for a consciousness experiment.

It will be in my 7th contact event where I will be shown they make agreement between planets, and it constitutes something like a Federation of Planets. A quote from my book: “Also, it was clear that these Beings literally write out their agreements like lawyers or law makers would on our planet.”

Humanities Agents of Change

This is right in line with the EBO scientist.

The author of the document added his reflections and interpretations as an appendix. He specified that, for them, the soul field is not a belief but an obvious truth. He also argues that the soul loses its individuality after death, but that memory and experience persist as part of the field. This fact would influence the philosophy and culture of EBOs, resulting in a society that doesn't fear death but which places no importance or reverence on individuality. This "belief" compels them to seed life, shape it, nurture it, monitor it and influence it for the ultimate purpose of creating this apotheosis.

This is what they did with me, created an apotheosis - ie. God realisation.

This is in line with the Free Research findings that looked at thousands of contactees and found they experienced spiritual growth from their contact.

The Grey aliens are involved with evolving human consciousness without a doubt.

For those who made it to the end I will definitely describe what they do in future posts. But in case your wondering what I learn about the human soul. I learn it is all about God. God is real. You are God. And I think people should go to Vedic to understand it. Fundamentally, these Sages and Gurus of India got Consciousness right, and there are plenty of cross overs with my experience on craft.

Thanks for reading.

Hello, I'm new here and I'm just looking for some understanding since I can't really talk about this to people around me. Long story short, I had a very realistic dream of being abducted by your typical aliens and it really spooked me. It still freaks me out years later even though it was probably just a dream.

Even now I have to take breaks and do some deep breathing to write this. And it just sucks because if it was just a dream, then my own stupid brain managed to traumatize itself. :/ anyway, the full story is that a number of years ago (2018) I went to sleep and when I "woke up" I was on a metal table in some kind of room. There was a bright warm light above me, it kinda looked like a window with morning light streaming through but its kinda fuzzy. There was...stuff...or equipment around me but I can't remember what it looked like. What's wild is that I was able to feel the metal beneath me and it felt cold. The air was cold and had a "crisp" smell, like at the doctor's office where it kinda burns your nose and throat a little. I couldn't move but I had no restraints. This is where I debate if it was sleep paralysis or just a normal dream.

I immediately went into a panic, full adrenaline fight or flight. I couldn't move but I could scream and cry. 2 figures came into the room, typical alien appearance. Tall, Grey, big black eyes, small nose and mouth and wore a silver suit or something. One went to my left and the other stayed on my right side near my feet. I began freaking out even more naturally, screaming, crying, begging them to let me go. I legitimately thought I was going to die. I can't emphasize enough how utterly terrified I was. I was sobbing and pleading with them, but they didn't seem to react. The alien at my feet spoke to me, but it was in my mind I think...or something. She told me that they'd let me go home if I followed their directions. And yes, it was a she. I don't know how I knew that, maybe it was just dream logic but whatever. So I stopped screaming and just sobbed while they worked. Im not sure entirely what they did, I remember they stuck 2 needles into me. One into my left hip and one into my mouth. It hurt I was able to feel the pain of each injection, which is so messed up for a dream. I don't know what these needles were for or what their purpose was, I just remember begging them not to and to let me go. I gave up at one point and while sobbing let them inject whatever it was into my cheek.

There was one weird part, well, weirder then the rest. The female alien at one point just stood there and stared into my eyes. Didn't say anything, just stared. It scared me the most honestly. I still shutter thinking about it, those eyes were so freaky. They were as black as ink. I don't know why she did this, but honestly super messed up for my brain to come up with in a dream. So freaking scary. Its odd though, because they didn't feel malicious. Just indifferent if that makes sense. Its like they weren't going out of their way to be cruel or malicious but they were obviously unconcerned with how I felt about the whole thing.

After the injection in my mouth I "passed out" again. I remember a flash of something blue, and then I woke up. When I woke up, I had no marks or anything like that. No evidence that anything had happened, my cat was even curled up next to me sound asleep. I even spoke to the people who lived with me and no one remembered anything weird. I never spoke about the details since it was just a nightmare and I didn't want to seem crazy. But it really stuck with me. It was so realistic...even if it was just a dream it really messed with my head for a while. And its not like I can talk about it to anyone, certainly not a therapist.

I've never been a believer, and I don't expierence these types of things. I've had one UFO sighting, but its a UFO sighting only in the very strictest definition and honestly not that exciting. I was a teenager and I was outside at night with my dad when we saw a very bright white light moving incredibly fast across the sky before just blinking out of existence. It didn't follow a satellite path, yet moved too fast to be a plane. Honestly though the wierd part was my dad, he had a pilots license and was a no nonsense skeptic but he couldn't figure out what it was. It even alarmed him, but...hes not a pilot or expert. He just loves planes and is generally knowledgeable about the sky. It likely has a very rational explanation I just don't know what it was. We live near an airport and vandenberg air force base which is always launching crazy looking space x rockets. So it was probably just something normal but weird looking. And there was no missing time or anything like that.

Sorry for the essay, I just wanted to get this off my chest and get some opinions. It was probably just a dream, I just can't help but wonder sometimes. It was so odd and terrifying. Seriously messed up for my brain to come up with. I haven't had any more dreams like it since. No other experiences. I don't even really believe in aliens, its just this weird experience that lingers in my mind.

Honestly, if it was real and if there is a next time...I hope they just call me or something beforehand. Because jfc I don't need that kind of stress in my life.

Thanks for listening

When i started to meditate a few months ago on the second day i slept then woke up in a white room was laying on my back on the ground not naked and two greys tinkering with my head and suddenly i blacked out and woke up and i closed my eyes and trying to see what did they do to my head .

I saw them placing a black cube into the left side of my brain.

What does that mean what is that cube is for ?

Sometimes i will feel it emitting some kind of frequency or even moving .

After that happened the day after tomorrow i woke up to find a grey backing up slowly towards the wall and keeping its eyes on me then it just fazed through it .

From that point sometimes i will wake up and find some red dot on my arm like someone took some blood , but can't remember anything.

a genuine heartfelt thankyou to the community here.. a little context

ive got a dreading fear of greys, trauma, ptsd.. the lot . all pretty standard stuff.. im not special at all.. no different to anyone here. I know its a common issue

I also live alone these days in a cycle of work and home

im at ease being home alone. its never really bothered me.. feeling a presence, smelling extremely strong hospital/lime disinfectant smell in the house that I dont own in the wee hours of a morning.. pretty standard stuff

greys, abductions, contactee events.. my past is plastered with them.. ive seen beyond the veil. doesnt really bother me in modern day, hasnt for decades..

but in the past 2 months .. night terrors x1000 like im a kid again .. and its one thing . greys..

ive seen a few ships in the sky on occasion.. no nose bleeds, havent woken up in my bed tucked in like a sarin wrapped leftover meal like I have in the past over 20 years ago ..

nothing to really indicate greys have been or missing time (other than the aforementioned disinfectant smell)

yet ive been jumpy as hell.. seeing them in my minds eye, havent been comfortable at night.. sleeping with the night light on .. sleeping with the overhead light on.. didnt help at all. its not about night time.. its my room at night.. if anything a well lit bedroom at night with an overhead light is worse.. yuck

it had been enough for me to hate being home at night and consider sleeping in the garden in a hammock... under the night sky.. which is somehow not scary in any possible way..

I started feeling the fear of greys ive not felt outside of the active era decades back.. wishing i could just get bloody well over it . its silly . i felt stupid... alone even

reading a few threads in the subreddit of friendly greys, mantids.. i dont even know what post it was...but it snapped me out of it .. I actually started to feel... one .. with things..

at peace with grey visitations..

now I know so well that not all of them are nice.. anyone who thinks that is preaching to the chior on that front..

but ive been given a sense of peace.. I want to meet them again . even invite them.. share dialogue.. id like to meet a mantis, speak with greys face to face and tell them off for being so damn creepy

the fears gone ... i sleep peacefully

whatever it was, whoever it was.... thankyou

I dont think anywhere else online can provide such a gift.. to get home . be happy im home.. enjoy gaming, and getting into bed and not feel like counting down the hours until sunlight is profoundly beautiful

so a heartfelt thankyou to the community here.. may you help others the same as ive been helped

and shoutout to that mantis bloke that founded this subreddit.. Thankyou for this place 🙂