#unexplained activity

[courierjournal]

Believe or don’t believe - you be the judge.

[phantomsmonsters]

'Hungry Ghost' Hunt

Have you ever heard of a hungry ghost? Sounds like something from the movie 'Ghostbusters.' Nonetheless, the following account was published in the Chicago Tribune on February 16, 1922:

Although four neighbors, armed with shotguns, maintain nightly vigil at the home of Mrs. Catherine Milakowich, 318 South avenue, Waukegan, a hungry ghost, who has domiciled himself there, continues to be heard but not seen. Except on Mondays. He has Mondays off. They've heard him at all hours of the night. And occasionally he has made his presence felt in other ways. For example, Michael Dezoma, a cigar manufacturer, tells how: "Last Friday morning at 3 o'clock there was a funny noise at the door. The room was in darkness. I was striking a match to light a cigar. The door flew open, the match was blown out, and a hand grabbed me by the neck, choked me, and then hit me on the nose. I called to Jack Schlosser, the teamster, but the hand disappeared before we turned on the lights. I'm a brave man, but it made me nervous." The ghost has taking ways. He took two sacks of flour and fifty pounds of sugar. The other night Mrs. Milakowich heard him in the cellar. He was making a noise like target practice. When the vigilante squad arrived there the remnant of the winter's supply of coal was tossed all about the place. And Daniel, her eldest boy, dreamed the ghost walked into his bedroom one night and said: "Hello, kid." Daniel awoke the next morning to find his bed had been moved from one side of the room to the other. "It all got my goat so," said Jerry Womka, who used to live above Mrs. Milakowich, "that I moved. We couldn't sleep or anything. The ghost used to carry on at all hours of the night." The shotgun squad now maintaining vigil comprises Antonio Carrison, Waukegan cobbler; James Shanes, George Mastron, and Sam Surlas. They do not, they aver, believe in spooks. Still, they never separate during the wee sma'. First information of the ghost was made public when Mrs. Milakowich appealed for protection to Father Joseph Lauerman, pastor of St. Joseph's church, of which she is a member. "He'll eat me out of house and home," said Mrs. Milakowich, who is a widow. "I don't know who he is, but he can't be my husband's ghost. My husband never had an appetite like that."

Opening to Channel: How to Connect with Your Guide (Sanaya Roman) Paranormal Phenomena: Modern Tales of the Unexplained The Mythology of Supernatural: The Signs and Symbols Behind the Popular TV Show Hungry Souls: Supernatural Visits, Messages, and Warnings from Purgatory

THE 'PHANTOMS & MONSTERS' NEWSLETTER DEPENDS ON YOUR SUPPORT!

[phantomsmonsters]

Mysterious 'Stone-Throwing' Activity

The following mysterious article was appeared in the New York World on January 12, 1890:

The people on the plantation of John W. Brooks, near Culpeper Court House [Brandy Station, Virginia] have been thrown into a state of terror by phenomenal occurrences in a house on the place which was until quite recent occupied by the family of Richard Moten. Moten and his neighbors allege that hot stones have been thrown into the house through closed windows without breaking the glass, and that the furniture could not be kept in any particular place by reason of some invisible influence that caused it to move about the rooms and even to travel up and down stairs. This peculiar state of things was developed last September and has continued uninterruptedly since. The effect of sudden showers of hot stones and unexpected encounters with perambulating chairs and beds on Mrs. Moten's nervous system has been such that to save her life her husband considered it necessary to move from the neighborhood. The family came to Brandy Station and a World correspondent had an interview with the husband on the subject of the phenomena. While protesting entire disbelief in the power of disembodied spirits to return to earth and assert their presence by impish pranks, Mr. Moten is unable to account for the strange occurrences at his former home. He contends that they cannot truly be accounted for on psychological grounds, and rather inclines to a belief that they are due to mineral magnetism, but in just what manner he is at a loss to explain. Ho continued to reside in the house despite the protests of his wife in the vain hope of discovering the source of the disturbances, and his investigations were conducted in such a manner, he says, as to leave no doubt in his mind that they were brought about, not by supernatural, but by other than human sources. Here is his version of the mysterious visitations : "On returning from work one day near the end of September I was surprised to find my family huddled together outside the house, As soon as she saw me my wife cried out: 'Oh, Richard, the house is haunted! Stones have been dropping into the rooms all the afternoon.' Insisting that the stones had been thrown by neighbors' children, I succeeded in quieting her fears and induced her to re-enter the house with me. "Looking around on the floor of the north room I discovered stones as large as hen's eggs lying on the floor. I picked them up and threw them out into the yard, thinking some practical joker had been trying to frighten the children. As I had cause to remain home the next day I thought I would just keep an eye open to detect the joker. About ten o'clock in the day a scream from my wife caused me to run into the kitchen, my wife lay in a faint on the floor and near her were four large stones. Picking up one of those I found it the least bit warm, and on examining; the rest I found them of the same temperature. I then sent for Mr. Brooks to come and make an examination. I showed him the stones which were scattered hero and there over the floor. Taking a chair, he sat clown to examine them. While doing so a stone that seemed as if it came through the window-glass struck Mr. Brooks on the foot. On examining this stone we found it to be hot. Mr. Brooks, thinking some one was playing a joke on us, got a gun and commenced firing at random into the cornfield to see if the mischievous person was hiding there. As the shooting availed nothing we re-entered the house to see if we would be disturbed again by the mysterious stones. After waiting for an hour or so, and as no more stones fell, Mr. Brooks left for home feeling at a loss to account for this strange mystery. "We lived in the house for five months, and during that time the stones fell frequently. On one occasion the children were hauling walnuts under a large tree. Coming into the house to answer a call of their mother, they left the walnuts under the tree until they could return. Not ten minutes after they entered the house the walnuts came flying through the open door and fell on the floor in a shower. People in the neighborhood became afraid to come near the house. The stones seamed to come through the window-glass and also through the door when standing open. How the stones came through the glass without breaking the panes is a mystery to me. My little girl once said she saw a hand against the window just as a stone came in the room. "While eating one evening a stone fell from the coiling over the table into my coffee. After taking the stone out of the cup I drank the coffee as if nothing had happened. My family objected to it, but I was not the least bit afraid. The same evening my little boy's spelling book was swept from his hand as if some one had snatched it from him, At this moment several stones, which seemed to come through the window-glass, fell on the floor. My brother threw one of the stones in the fire, and it immediately leaped out of the fire back into the room. He tried this twice, with the same result each time. Flat-irons would fly across the room, and articles downstairs would come upstairs on a fly over the banisters. My wife grow ill and could stand this no longer, so I moved. The house is still vacant."

The Everything Ghost Hunting Book: Tips, Tools, and Techniques for Exploring the Supernatural World The Catholic Demonologist Handbook: A Comprehensive guidebook to understanding ,diagnosing and solving Ghost and Demonic Hauntings. Haunted Virginia: Legends, Myths, and True Tales Haunted Virginia: Ghosts and Strange Phenomena of the Old Dominion (Haunted Series)

Your help is appreciated - Thanks! Advertise with Anonymous Ads

[phantomsmonsters]

Black-Eyed Kids: 'Smiling, Laughing, Dancing'

Mary in Utah e-mailed Dave Schrader about a very weird sighting she had with her mother:

“I have a black eyed kids story that is not normal if these things ever can be normal. I've held onto it and hardly told anyone partly because it's just so dang weird. And part of why I don't tell anybody is because it sounds so silly. The year was 2005. I was in my mid-twenties. My mother and I took a girl's trip to Orlando to do all the usual touristy things. We had completed a fun night at one of the entertainment districts and we were thoroughly tired, we were heading back to the parking garage. It was the middle of the night, not very busy and we had taken our time to sit on a bench and soak up the atmosphere as people left. There were no other people in sight. There were several moving walkways to get to the parking garage, you know, kind of like the airports have. Right as we approached a walkway, a couple of children came walking speedily thoroughly in tandem right up behind us. I mean right up behind us! Not quite touching but very close. It was instantly confusing because it was too late for kids to be out alone. The earliest it could have been was 11 pm if not 1 or 2 am. At first I thought they might need help which is why they were heading right for us. My mom is a schoolteacher and seems to attract children like a lighthouse anyway, so why wouldn't they head over for her? I'm used to being in public and having our plans derailed by random distressed children running to her like heat seeking missles. But then, these two particular kids didn't say anything. They seemed happy and laughing with each other. Did I mention they were fast and very very close? They were too close to get a really good look at and I could only see the tops of their heads. We got on the walkway and they got on behind us. Again, right behind us. We scooted to one side to let them by and they seemed happy where they were. But it was a super uncomfortable feeling. Have you ever gotten an icy, cold, sick feeling when you can tell the tone of someone's voice that you are about to get really bad news? That feeling where your knees are weak and your body demands that you sit down and your stomach feels like lead? Well that was the feeling I had. Being a schoolteacher and not afraid to tell kids what to do, my mom kind of snapped her fingers at the child, face level and motioned for them to go but it was like they didn't even see her. She even leaned down a little over their heads and gave a teacherly 'Go on!' She looked at me and shook her head, baffled. They kept right on looking and laughing airy laughs. We kept inching away and they didn't really seem to inch but they would still be right there again. Now for some reason I just couldn't actively turn my back to walk away from these two and my mom seemed to be in the same boat. My mom stood sideways with her back to the railing. I managed to stagger me and my mom so that I was far enough away to look at them better. Sorry mom, I literally used you as a human shield. They looked like carbon copies of each other with one just a little older. I'd guess maybe ages 6 and 8. Very average looking, lean but healthy. Nondescript, very clean clothes, matching sneakers, khaki-like pants, plain T-shirts of the same color. Their mouths were stained blue from a candy or a blue drink. Or did they get into some Jello shooters somehow? Short blonde hair and black eyes! Solid black eyes! No whites! Their eyes looked extra wet and shiny, like pools of oil. They kept looking at each other and laughing, airy, high. They would kind of move their heads like they were talking and understood each other. My mom and I got off the walkway and I kind of held her arm and guided her off to the side by a planter. I walked backward for a bit. I even pulled out my phone and acted like I was gonna make a call or something, anything to get away from these super creepy kids. Again I just couldn't bring myself to keep walking with my back turned to them. The kids stood off aways and kept staring at each other and continued their laughing conversation. Then they started moving their hands like people do when they talk. Not sign language. More like conversational hand motions. What is up with those kids? They aren't normal, my mom shuddered and rubbed her arms. I don't know but I wish they'd go away, I quietly said. 'Ah, for hell's sake, this is ridiculous,' my mom fumed as she she headed for the next walkway. I wanted to stay put until they left but she was off and at least on the walkway we could get closer to the car without turning our backs. The kids got on behind us, again. And again, much much too close. My mom rolled her eyes but we stood with our backs to the rails facing each other. My mom kept her chin up. She was not going to give these little pranksters whatever satisfaction they wanted. But I kept looking at the little buggers just face-on and keeping my expression as boring as possible but they didn't look at us. Something told me that I shouldn't ask them anything like if I did that, then they would start looking at us. Then something really weird happened. The smaller one started dancing. Yes, dancing. Very gracefully and very adult moves. He was so coordinated, his mouth was smiling and staying open. His tongue was stained blue and little sharp teeth. His black eyes glittered. I felt like throwing up again. Then the tall one relaxed into a lean with one arm on the rail. He smiled a wide smile and nodded approvingly. He had a sincere look of admiration on his face for the little one's moves. The whole posture looked very adult. Then he just as gracefully as the smaller one, hoisted himself to balance himself one the railway. He was on my mom's side. And when she scooted over because she couldn't take it, he lifted himself onto the hands and scooted his bum closer to her. Again, neither of them looked at us. Not even once. At the end of that walkway, my mom and I got off and we seemed to make a silent pact to just make it to the car. We booked it. Just a few steps off the walkway, the kids were gone. Nowhere to be seen but I felt like I could still hear the laughing and we kept going for the car. Once we were all locked in my mom was deluge of 'I never seen such creepy kids in my life, were they drunk? How could they be drunk? How were they out this late? What were they and why do I feel so sick? She had taught elementary school half her life and seen just about every kind of kid and that's saying something. Every once in awhile we talk about it but it ends pretty quickly. 'Remember those kids?' is all one of us has to say about what we're talking about.”

Source: Darkness Radio – February 22, 2016 Transcribed by Jamie Brian The Messengers: Owls, Synchronicity and the UFO Abductee The Black Eyed Children The Black Eyed Kids Bizarre History: Strange Happenings, Stupid Misconceptions, Distorted Facts and Uncommon Events Click the 'Listen Live' link or go to Arcane Radio 'Listen & Chat' Follow 'Arcane Radio' on Facebook NEWEST RELEASE! Don't have a Kindle device? No problem... Free Reading Apps: Your Kindle purchase can be sent automatically to your Android, iPad, iPhone, PC, Mac, BlackBerry, or Windows Phone 7 device. Amazon.com - Read eBooks using the FREE Kindle Reading App on Most Devices

Your help is appreciated - Thanks! Advertise with Anonymous Ads

[phantomsmonsters]

I Was Controlled by a Shapeshifting EBE

Every once in a while, an entity report will show up on the MUFON CMS that really grabs my interest. Many of these entity related reports, for whatever reason, seem to be 'swept under the rug' and simply ignored. Occasionally I am able to gain contact information from the witnesses through word-of-mouth or they simply find out my interests through the blog. I'd be interested in following-up on this report if at all possible:

California - 10/31/2015: Although I'm sure this report will be removed, not taken seriously or in other words disregarded, I've decided to tell my story anyways. I met this "person" on an online dating site and this person absolutely took over my life psychologically, emotionally and physically. I'm 100% certain that this person I started dating in October of last year is in fact a EBE (extraterrestrial biological entity). It would torment me from time to time by shapeshifting into its true form. Prior to this I was familiar with the whole Reptilian theory proposed by David Icke, however I never would've expected to experience something like this. It didn't appear reptile at all, in fact it looked more like an insect, and would expand its legs/body to about 8' feet in its true form. One night I had a terrifying vision that I got ran over by a car, and woke up in the hospital in the EBE's arms. I believe that this vision was implanted in me for a reason to make me emotionally attached to it. It was a terrifying, but wonderful, experience. It felt as if I had died for 5 mins while in the hospital. I did indeed see the "light" and felt as if I was traveling threw a wormhole into the next dimension - possibly heaven. I kept hearing the voices of family members and I wanted to die in this vision because it felt wonderful to be in this beautiful dimension. I snapped out of the vision after hearing my mother's voice telling me to breathe. The EBE I was dating had me in his arms and 4 of his friends surrounding me all stated that I had fallen and hit my head hard. I'll never forget this experience, but unfortunately it wasn't my last. I've been dating this "person" for a little over a year. I broke up with him a couple months ago. Besides him randomly shapeshifting other weird things happened. As I was laying on his bed in his room all of a sudden the entire room transformed into a space craft and I witnessed him pilot it. I fell asleep shortly after and woke up in a panic. I should also note that when I first started dating him he firmly denied believing in UFOs and said the typical responses that "normal" or perhaps uneducated person would say. Deny, deny, deny. Then towards the end of the relationship his views completely changed when I brought the subject up. As if he had forgotten what he had told me months prior. Very weird and strange things have happened to me including bizarre dreams of medical experimentation, aliens breaking into my room, and interacting with hybrid alien offspring. What made me decide to finally break up with this person was that I was cuddling with him late at night and somebody knocked at my door. When I tried to get up to open the door I realized that I was paralyzed. I literally couldn't move. It should also be noted that this character is extremely anti-religious for some reason. This made me believe that aliens are actually Demons and good "aliens" are what I would believe to be Angels. This Demon would try its hardest to persuade me that God doesn't exist and said that when I die I will rot in the ground. And said humans don't have spirits. The physical characteristics of this person, true hazel eyes, reddish brownish hair, extra slim with rib cages showing, abnormally large tongue, scars and birthmarks on random places of the body. More specifically a birthmark that appears to be a scar from some type of alien needle or injection device. 3 triangular dots with a brown circle around it. Sometimes while shapeshifting, slits would appear in his eyes. Each shapeshift would only last approx. 1-5 secs and immediately I'd rub my eyes and look away thinking that I'm autistic or something but I'm truly not. That was just his way of tormenting me. I haven't been the same ever since this near death experience. I truly believe this thing took advantage of me for my reproductive cells and collected them while I was asleep for cloning or God knows what. If anybody has had a similar experience or typed a similar report, please reach out to me on my cell phone number. I know I'm not crazy. I was 100% fine until I met him. I've never told anybody this story. I'm afraid of what others might think of me. I've been having a really hard time coping with what happened, and an even harder time at expressing emotion. I feel dead on the inside...dull, vague. Provided a fake name and email however my cell phone number is real. Much love, good luck with your investigations. - MUFON CMS

NOTE: Though much of the information supplied by this witness may seem delusional...I believe that, because of subsequent encounter / abduction investigations, much of what was related may be fact. The comparisons to 'Demons and Angels' seems to be used as a means for the witness to comprehend what was happening. I have heard similar comparisons previously...though it's my opinion that the EBEs project 'suggestions' as another means to subjugate the victim. Lon Walking Among Us: The Alien Plan to Control Humanity MILABS: Military Mind Control and Alien Abduction Alien Agenda: Investigating the Extraterrestrial Presence Among Us The THREAT: Revealing the Secret Alien Agenda Click the 'Listen Live' link or go to Arcane Radio 'Listen & Chat' Follow 'Arcane Radio' on Facebook JUST RELEASED! Don't have a Kindle device? No problem... Free Reading Apps: Your Kindle purchase can be sent automatically to your Android, iPad, iPhone, PC, Mac, BlackBerry, or Windows Phone 7 device. Amazon.com - Read eBooks using the FREE Kindle Reading App on Most Devices CLICK THE BANNER FOR THE WEBSITE Strickler's Celebrity Autographs Facebook page - please 'LIKE' us 15% Off - All U.S. Veterans & Active Military / Spouses. Use coupon code A1028 during purchase - unlimited use. Thank you for your service & sacrifice! Advertise with Anonymous Ads

Your help is appreciated - Thanks! Advertise with Anonymous Ads

[phantomsmonsters]

Troublesome Entities

I recently received the following email from a reader:

I thought we had a poltergeist problem in my parents’ house. When we lived back east, I had a stalker who would prowl around my parents’ house, then mine. He smoked. When you live in a state of siege for so many years, just the reminder of something that a stalker did is enough to cause you to be terrified. I kept telling my mother there was no logical reason for her to smell cigarette smoke in the hallway of the house they had purchased in another state. Didn’t make sense. With all the stress of dealing with my father’s Alzheimer’s, I found myself thinking about poltergeist. When you buy a house, a complete history should go along with it. It should be required by law. It took years for me to discover that 2 people had died on the property. One young man was working on the power lines and was electrocuted. Another died outside of the house. The people who sold the house to my parents did not smoke. The woman had a serious COPE problem. Other people smelled the smoke. Things started disappearing, then reappearing. Once again, when you are dealing with AD, the logical answer was that my father picked something up and who knows what happened to it. My mother finally locked up the television remotes. I’ve been told the most common cause of TV remotes disappearing is due to people with AD hiding them. People with AD will quite often have a secret ‘stash’ of something. (I have a friend who had an ex-husband who was scoring Viagra, going around doctors shopping it. He would go to his doctor’s appointments and the situation with nurses was horrible. Finally, when he was accepted into the VA, my friend and her son started packing up things and discovered hundreds of stashed Viagra tablets.) My father died in October - 2014. We have yet to find everything, including my mother’s diamond wedding band, which was there one minute and gone the next. We have gone through every drawer, every possible hiding place. The titles of the cars have disappeared. He put them somewhere. I thought I’d cleaned out his old safe, getting what was valuable, but I missed the car titles. I have a friend who was interested in possibly purchasing the property. We were talking about it and I told her that the house was haunted. The problem, I told her, was that I couldn’t figure out who it was. The problem was annoying, not frightening, just plain annoying. My friend knew who the person was! She had known her for years. She thinks she died in the house, of natural causes. The woman was a notorious practical jokester. I was told there was no prank too simple or too outrageous. She once said if she could pick her idea of heaven it would be to come back as an annoying ghost and drive people crazy pranking them. That is exactly what she does. I’m beginning to wonder if, the next time I go down to the house, asking her to return my mother’s ring. It’s worth a try. Something else that still baffles me is the appearance of my father’s military records. He was in the Merchant Marines during WWII. It wasn’t until the 1980s that they were given VA status. We couldn’t find my father’s records. I have looked for them all those years. A week after he died, I was going through some of his things. On his old oak desk was a large plastic bag, at least 2 inches thick, with every single record, including medals, pay stubs, his passport, and even letters. It’s all there. My sister and nephew had been going through storage. They did not even go near his desk. Neither had the other person who would care for him. My mother certainly did not do it. There is no logical explanation for why they appeared. Also, my father inherited my grandfather’s old tractor, which he used, for a good 40 years, to mow grass, with a golf course mower. When we reached the point where he could no longer operate it, a family friend took over the mowing. He knows how to fix the old tractor - or did. The tractor basically quit running when my father died. No matter how he tinkers, our friend cannot get it to work. Their yard is a mess, with the old tractor sitting outside, rusting. It’s like that song about the grandfather clock.

The Poltergeist Phenomenon: An In-depth Investigation Into Floating Beds, Smashing Glass, and Other Unexplained Disturbances Unbelievable: Investigations into Ghosts, Poltergeists, Telepathy, and Other Unseen Phenomena, from the Duke Parapsychology Laboratory The Secret History of Poltergeists and Haunted Houses: From Pagan Folklore to Modern Manifestations This House is Haunted: The True Story of the Enfield Poltergeist Click the 'Listen Live' link or go to Arcane Radio 'Listen & Chat' Follow 'Arcane Radio' on Facebook JUST RELEASED! Don't have a Kindle device? No problem... Free Reading Apps: Your Kindle purchase can be sent automatically to your Android, iPad, iPhone, PC, Mac, BlackBerry, or Windows Phone 7 device. Amazon.com - Read eBooks using the FREE Kindle Reading App on Most Devices CLICK THE BANNER FOR THE WEBSITE Strickler's Celebrity Autographs Facebook page - please 'LIKE' us 15% Off - All U.S. Veterans & Active Military / Spouses. Use coupon code A1028 during purchase - unlimited use. Thank you for your service & sacrifice! Advertise with Anonymous Ads

Your help is appreciated - Thanks! Advertise with Anonymous Ads

[phantomsmonsters]

UFO / Alien Events: Touched by a 'Grey'

Paul Miller from Melbourne, Australia called in to Darkness Radio to tell of three strange UFO sightings he has had including a possibly dangerous encounter with an alien entity outside his window:

“I don't have a lot of time so I'll have to keep this as brief as possible and a bit rushed. I live in Melbourne, Australia. I will mention three experiences in my life, two of which continue to puzzle me. The first was a fairly insignificant and one you may think un-radio worthy but I did think it was interesting. My family went to a drive-in movie. I was very young at the time. Before the movie started, we were laying on some grass, just looking up at the stars. We noticed one of the stars was just drifting across the sky so we began thinking it was a satellite or maybe a shooting star. But it stopped and it began getting smaller and smaller and smaller giving us the impression that it was moving away from us, straight up and away from the planet. Admittedly, insignificant, but it was my first experience. And now again, I was quite young. I was in grade 5 primary school at the time. One evening after I had gone to bed after about 9:30 pm. My bed lies beside a largish window that was level with the top of my bed. Something stirred me and I sat up in bed because just outside my window I saw this figure. I'd never seen anything like it before but I now believe it fits the description of a Grey. I have a clear recollection of thinking, This is strange. It appeared to be floating right outside my window. It moved and started moving its hand through my non-opened glass window. It touched the right side of my body at which point I got very scared because I felt intense pain. I thought, How could I be feeling such pain in a dream? I have no recollection of time after that moment however within the week after, I became very ill and had to be admitted to the hospital. All of this is verifiable. I was diagnosed with a collapsed right lung and was in the hospital for three weeks which, while in the hospital, I became the recipient of much attention from doctors and medical students as I could talk and communicate. I had lost all knowledge, was unable to spell or do basic math but I could talk and communicate. I could not remember my past life but I knew my name. Now, at the time, my school was in the process of changing from the imperial system to the metric system, both of which I had no knowledge of. My parents and teachers at the time were concerned but were astounded at the rapid rate I was picking up the metric system. And an unusual ability to retain any knew information I was learning. Now, my last story.... I was born in Tasmania and had left to live in Melbourne, Australia with my wife. Often after I had left work and had come home for the evening, when it is getting a bit dark – my home is a little off the flight path of the airport and as I would step out of my car, I would stand there and watch the passenger planes heading south for Tasmania and thinking about my parents, and home in Tassy. One evening when I was doing this, I believed I was watching a passenger plane heading to Tasmania. I believed this because the lights were just like the passenger planes I watch, one white blinking light in the middle and a red light on each wingtip. However, I could only see the lights heading in the direction I was expecting, when the two red lights I was looking at rotated in a clockwise direction, 360 degrees around the central white light to which my jaw dropped in confusion. I then thought, Wow, this must be an RAAF plane doing some stunts and showing off. Then, all of a sudden, the lights separated. One red light went east. One red light went west. And the white light went straight up and completely disappeared leaving me stunned. Well, I've done some thinking about it and the only conclusion I can come up with was that this was obviously three separate objects under intelligent control initially pretending to be a plane for whatever reason. It was either a secret project by the military or from somewhere else which alludes me.”

Source: Darkness Radio – December 26, 2015 Transcribed by Jamie Brian Abduction: Human Encounters with Aliens Humanoid Encounters 2000-2009: The Others Amongst Us Area 51: The Most Secretive Government Conspiracy of Our Times to Cover UFO and Alien Encounters Meet the Hybrids: The Lives and Missions of ET Ambassadors on Earth Click the 'Listen Live' link or go to Arcane Radio 'Listen & Chat' Follow 'Arcane Radio' on Facebook JUST RELEASED! Don't have a Kindle device? No problem... Free Reading Apps: Your Kindle purchase can be sent automatically to your Android, iPad, iPhone, PC, Mac, BlackBerry, or Windows Phone 7 device. Amazon.com - Read eBooks using the FREE Kindle Reading App on Most Devices CLICK THE BANNER FOR THE WEBSITE Strickler's Celebrity Autographs Facebook page - please 'LIKE' us 15% Off - All U.S. Veterans & Active Military / Spouses. Use coupon code A1028 during purchase - unlimited use. Thank you for your service & sacrifice! Advertise with Anonymous Ads

Your help is appreciated - Thanks! Advertise with Anonymous Ads