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MAINBASE BBS (040 - 965819) Malm<6C>, Sweden
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A superb TEXTFILES BBS
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The following was taken from UFO Magazine Vol 2 No 4 - 1987
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What do ET abductors want? It's been suggested that to
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insure species survival, they're inbreeding genes of emotional,
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self-willed, individuated Earth humans into their own excessively
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mental, regimented race-but perhaps that's projection. What are
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we learning? Self-reflectiveness, perhaps-a keener idea of just
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who we are? Alicia Montell's testimony implies just such an
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outcome.
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"Was I ever abducted? I mused over this question as I put
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down a book I'd been reading, describing a person who through
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hypnosis discovered having had an encounter with aliens at an
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earlier time in his life."
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"I've never doubted that extraterrestrials exist. I have
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always accepted as fact that we are only a small but
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not-so-forgotten planet out here on the fringes of the Milky Way,
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and are visited quite often by a variety of travelers. How could
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anyone possibly ; think that we are the ONLY living, evolving,
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experiencing creatures?"
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"My husband Bernt and I have read with great interest all the
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stories we could lay our hands on, but at times had to smile-we
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clearly saw that people's fear often created a lot of problems
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for them. If instead they had been able to keep cool and
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cooperate with the aliens, their stories would have been quite
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different. They could have had encounters filled with awe and
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understanding of those beings who impinged so forcefully upon
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their lives."
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"Our seeming inability to identify with the fear in abductees
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was somewhat altered by an explanation from our discarnate
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friend, 'Arthur." he told us, 'Your race deeply believes anyone
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entering from outside this planet cannot possibly look like us;
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they MUST look different, they MUST be feared. You cannot see
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these beings for what they really are. When confronted, a shield
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automatically blinds your vision and distorts anything or anybody
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that does not belong on the planet... they most likely are very
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much like yourself'
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'Arthur' went on to describe my inner travels and how I had
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met many strange races outside Earth planet's confines. 'Remember
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what happened when she met reaces similar to her own? She got
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very upset, could not at first visualize their features, because
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it was difficult to accept that others existing out there could
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possibly look like her own race back on earth. Even in that free
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a mental state, the race concept remained...'
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"Now I begin to wonder if I might find fear taking over
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simply because the body reacts naturally, should I someday stand
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in front of an alien. Anyway, I think I am ready to put it to
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the test!"
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* * *
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"After reading the story about abduction, I began to think
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seriously about examining my own childhood, to investigate a
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little 'blank spot' I run across when I've reviewed my childhood
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in order to better understand the roots of my beliefs. How can I
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describe it? I sense a small spot in time that I purposely
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forget when I try to visualize a childhood scene. Sometimes I
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thought it could be a molestation, completely buried yet
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affecting my personal attitudes. But never, never until this
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moment did I associate it with extraterrestrials."
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"I underwent hypnosis. The usual commands were given to
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place me in a deep trance, Bernt suggesting I move to a time in
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my childhood where something out of the ordinary had happened, to
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become that child and perceive all clearly, to answer any and all
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questions..."
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"I find myself going back. the picture I get is weaving in
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and out... I feel small, perhaps five years old. I am playing in
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the dirt next to the driveway...I can feel the heat on my back
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and the soft, powdery dirt in my hands...something makes me look
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up."
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"I see two small men standing right in front of me. They are
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about a head taller than I, very slim with stick-like arms and
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legs with large, dark eyes and dressed in a mottled green
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garment. Fear begins to rise, but in that very moment everything
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becomes completely silent and I can no longer feel the heat."
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"The birds aren't singing and my fear is gone. I am in a
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trance-like state. They must have hypnotized me so I wouldn't
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scream and run away. They each take a hand and lead me along the
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driveway. I walk in a daze. As we near the end of the drive,
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the whole area seems filled with a huge, bulky, silver-gray ship.
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Its rim is far above my head. They lead me up a 'moving walk'
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and we enter a large, round area-sort of an entry hall with doors
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all around and a dome-shaped ceiling. We go through a door and
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down a short tunnel, enter a room with a row of chairs along one
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wall. The opposite wall is full of blinking lights and small
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glowing glass frames."
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"The two small men turn me toward a little old man sitting in
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a very elaborate chair. His eyes are not too different from my
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own. Perhaps the two who brought me in were wearing sunglasses?
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That would explain the large, dark and slanted eyes that caught
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my attention at first."
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"The old man takes my hands in his, and as he does, I can
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hear again. he is pale and full of wrinkles, and has a white
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beard neatly-trimmed to a thin edge from ear to ear. He looks
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like a leprechaun! The ears stand out a bit from his head and
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are slightly pointed. He say something I don't understand and
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as he does a bunch of small 'cubes' start to tumble into my mind,
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where they get neatly stacked up...they don't hurt me, but as
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they enter my mind I become terrified. Instantly a curtain is
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lowered. I am again blank and standing in a soundless state."
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"Our discarnate friend Arthur clarified things later. He
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said the cubes are related to the mind only, that thee are ways
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of depositing ideas into the mind. 'Perhaps she can touch them
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mentally ; and get a slight understanding of what they contain,'
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he said, 'The ideas contained in the cubes are so overwhelming
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that there is no way she can encompass the whole message. But
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she is getting the feeling of it and it is a little
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frightening...Alicia is being prepared for a physical
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confrontation. It could be very traumatic unless conditioning
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has taken place over a period of years.
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"Her early encounter took place physically at the time and
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space she described, and even though her recall projects a
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physical picture, the incident was equally a mental experience.
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The cubes are implanted in order to condition and encourage a
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specific person to strive in a specific direction, because a race
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on its own is very grounded in the planet's vibration is
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therefore not prepared to confront any alien intrusion.'
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You are almost suggesting that we are really never alone of
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this planet of ours, 'I interjected. 'No, you are not. You are
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being watched, used, manipulated-but that is the nature of
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things,' Arthur responded. 'There are always interactions, a need
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and wish to assist others, to make transitions easier..the
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seeds are planted to help you. Without them, you would not
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develop or dream.'
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"We are so used to translating things into purely physical
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terms. We grant acceptance to the physical props we have around
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us, but is it all right to accept our visions and beliefs in
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whatever form we clothe them? And once we stop laughing at it or
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calling it just imagination-UFO sightings and all the
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rest-perhaps then we can accept. Perhaps a lot of these things,
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even more that we are currently willing to accept, are our sudden
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shifts of awareness and vision."
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