Losing sight of reality – pt 2
Nearly one month after receiving this woman’s first email, I received the following:
I had some interesting things happen that I would like to share with you. I will do my best to describe in words what occurred. What I remember is a bit fragmented and at first it did not make sense to me… I appreciate you taking the time to read this. I would like to hear your thought’s whatever they might be. My apologies in advance for the lengthiness of this email.
As I’m writing this I have doubts of the reality of the situation. Again I’ve repeatedly tried to come up with logical justification to make it not so. Yet my inner being says that it is real.
Sunday, I went upstairs with the kids and we cuddled in my bed until they were both sleeping. Then my husband came up around 11pm and he moved my daughter to her room to sleep. Unfortunately my son is not ready to leave the nest just yet. He still sleeps between us most of the time and that is were he slept on Sunday…
All is well until 11:30- 12 ish when I woke up to a very annoying vibrating buzzing sound in my head. This was not like the sound I heard before and that I associated with those prior experiences. This was a little different. I didn’t think much of this sound except that I could not go to sleep with it going on in my head. I’m lying in bed awake for an hour or so and now it’s 1 am. I’ve gone through all the noises and sounds of the house and the wind identified the origins of those sounds… Even though there was no sound on the TV I had a nudge tell me to turn it off and so I did. Yet this unidentifiable sound continued on.
Around 1:15 am I turned the TV back on. I watched some music video’s. Then I saw something from the corner of my eye. When I turned my head towards the bedroom door I saw my daughter standing there. I looked at the clock it was 1:30 am. I thought, why is she up at this hour? Then she is standing next to my husband and he calls her name out and then goes through the motions of directing her into the bed with us.
Then suddenly I felt a jolt and I was startled all the while being annoyed with this persisting sound in my head. I looked at the clock and now it’s 2:30 am. Some how an hour went by. I thought that’s weird I just looked at the clock when my daughter came in the room and it was 1:30 am. Now I’m feeling confused because I knew I was wide awake. I sat up to look around and tried to collect myself. When I looked over I saw that my daughter was not in the the bed with us.
And that’s when, one of the first pieces of this fragmented memory surfaced. Somehow I had the knowingness that it was not my daughter, who was at the door way of our bedroom and came along side the bed where my husband was sleeping. What popped into my mind was that it was a “being” that was the size of my daughter and from what I recall it was flesh tone. It came along side my husband and touched some kind of rod instrument to the base of his scull and put him in a deep sleep. While it’s beside him I see that it’s not my daughter. Then a start to feel scared. Then it came along side the bed were I am… I’m trying to get my husband’s attention and I’m calling his name out and nothing is coming out of my mouth. Next thing I know, I’m zapped with this rod.
Now back to 2:30 am I still hear this sound in my head and now I have a headache. I can’t sleep because I’m freaked out. I go through the process of trying to discern the situation. I tell myself that I was dreaming that I was awake. I tell myself that my subconscious is polluted and overloaded with information. I convince myself that I have an over active imagination and I’m trying to fill in the blanks. Which it still could be that this is I what I may unknowingly be doing.
Moving on now it’s 6:30 am and time to get the kid’s ready for school. When I get out of bed I have a bloody nose. I feel very tired and my head hurts really bad. My husband tells me that my face is all swollen. I tell him nothing about the night’s escapades. But I do show him the large, weird looking blood clot that came out of my nose. He thinks I’m manifesting this in my mind on a subconscious level. He concludes that the bloody nose, swollen face, and migraine happened by my design by, ” the laws of attraction.” Consequently, I still have a bad headache that originates from the very area I recall being zapped, and so does my husband. He recalls nothing and is very angry at me for attracting this into our lives!
Pretty much all day yesterday I felt like crap. During the day however I had I few more fragmented memories come to mind. I remember feeling like an electrical currant was running through my body after I was zapped. Then I felt a separation from my material body, my physical self. I had this feeling of awareness that this is my inner self coming out. I looked at my legs, they looked like mine only holographic, transparent with glowing, flowing colors, pulsating. This electrical energy-type feeling wasn’t merely a feeling it was self evident that this is who I am outside of my physical prison.Any way’s it’s hard for me to find the words to properly describe this feeling. So as I’m aware that I’m floating and I’m going to go through the window, I think how am I going to go through that window? That’s the moment I recall I made the connection. That is to say, I remember that. I remembered having gone through this process before and then having the realization of that to be true.
I don’t know if you recall me talking about not being sure if it was me in my entire materiel form that was being, for lack of better word “taken”, or my inner self. Well I’ve concluded that it must be my inner self. I have had these things made aware to me though I’m not clear on how it was made aware to me. That the purpose for the rod instrument is to separate the inner self from the materiel self and that the physical body reacts strongly to this separation and that’s why I got the headache, the swollen face, and the nose bleed. This was one of many epiphanies - an a-ha moment.
At this point more fragments are coming to me. Or more over-active imagination coming into play. I don’t know? I wish I could say that I was on a ship but I do not remember that. There were no exams by insect type beings, no lights, no smells that I recall. What I remember is a feeling of stillness, of quietness and darkness.Some answers to questions I’ve been pondering came in the form of non-verbal communication. For a few years now I’ve been caught up in learning about politics and the shadow government that controls the world. Everything I learned made me more concerned about protecting my children and ensuring their safety from many things (e.g. forced vaccines). I read as much as I could on that topic. According to my friend I’ve read the equivalent of an entire Library. Once you go down that hole it’s hard to find your way out. Good things have come from it though. I’ve planted a garden and we try and eat organic; I buy no fluoride toothpaste; and drink only bottled water. I continued to look at that dark subject.
So one of the things that was made clear to me telepathically and visually is that I need not worry about the above mentioned anymore. I was told that: “For many, many centuries there have been factions of man that have attempted to have all the power and control of the whole world as they defined it. Indeed they have brought about much grief to many people in their attempts to do so. But I should not feel concerned about this because they will fail. No single man or faction of man has ever succeeded in this because these actions of total domination are not in balance with the laws of nature. Simultaneously, I also had a recollection come to mind of all the past civilizations that have come and gone – civilizations that predated Atlantis/ Lemuria. He continued on to say that I’ve learned enough on this subject. I have acquired enough knowledge to act accordingly when situations are presented to me.” At this point I immediately felt closure.
I was also made aware of the fact that I’m not fulfilling my material life’s purpose and that I need to get back on track. Well I’m disappointed because I was not given any idea of what that purpose may be. Then questions start coming to mind that cause me to seriously doubt that reality of the entire situation. Like why go through the trouble of causing fear in me, leaving me questing my sanity and not reminding me of what my life’s purpose is? It doesn’t make logical sense to me that some celestial being would go through this effort and not leave me with any tiny inkling of an idea or feeling of what it is that I’m supposed to do. This is so frustrating to me.There is a lot more to this, but I feel I’ve taken up enough of your time reading this long email. I have asked for more people like you to come into my life. But as of yet, none have come forth. Again your thoughts are much appreciated.
