Friday, November 4, 2016

Tracked by Aliens



So, last night I spent most of the early evening in bed. I wasn't feeling just right. Very strange and out of sorts. I wasn't sure why! I wasn't sick, I wasn't overly tired, I just didn't feel right.
I wondered often throughout the evening what was wrong?
Then I just forgot about it.
Laying in bed after coming home from work seemed to be the best idea. Put my feet up, I thought to myself. Relax, drink water, unwind. Well, it sounded good.
I tried to sleep on and off but sleep wouldn't come.
I wasn't that tired.
I felt uneasy. Why? I couldn't put my finger on anything.
I wondered if maybe I was coming down with something after all?
 
I got up at nine and watched a little TV. Then went online for an hour or so. Then I laid back down again.
Finally around 11:00pm I fell asleep.
Somewhere around 3:00 am in the morning I woke up. I felt as if I weren't alone in the room. I've had this happen many times in my life just before an Alien or Paranormal intervention of some kind. I looked all over the room, I couldn't see anything in the darkness, I didn't want to turn the lights on and wake anyone else up, so I laid back down again.
The next thing I remember is  seeing someone standing on the side of my bed. He was holding a strange small cup and dipping a small wide paint brush into the cup and making a stirring motion with the brush in the cup. Like he was mixing up something. He then immediately started brushing the liquid from the cup all over my mouth! Over and over again, brushing this strange tart liquid all over, but only on my mouth!
 
I heard the one doing this to me say in a male voice "This will help you". I thought I recognized his voice? He seemed very thin. Very frail as I caught a quick glace of his arm over me as he continued painting this liquid on my mouth.
I thought to myself, get the heck off of my face with that brush! Stop putting this on my mouth! Is this suppose to keep me from speaking something? Or is this to make me say something? Within a second of that thought I heard the being say in a male voice, "you must attend an event" You must go there! He showed me a few thoughts he was thinking, I had no desire to go there! I had stated that several times in my life I thought. I laughed at first a bit and said, I'm not going there! Then he was gone! Just like that, gone!
 
I sat straight up in bed and rubbed my mouth. It was dry but felt tight, like something like egg whites had dried on it. I went into the bathroom immediately, turned on the light, and looked in the mirror.
I looked very normal. Concerned, but normal. I kept rubbing my face and mouth over and over as I looked at myself in the mirror. It felt normal. Not wet at all. No residue at all! No discoloring at all. What was that I wondered again and why?
I wondered why I was being contacted again? What could this possibly mean? Who is this being? What intelligence brings this information to me and from where? He showed me a place I actually know of that is a once a year gathering and asked me to attend this place. He showed me a word I was to focus on. How strange I thought? I wondered how this word could apply to me? How could that word mean anything to me? When he spoke his voice reminded me of my father who had passed away many years ago. That was strange I thought. Why would he sound like him?
 
I won't reveal the place or the word as I am still contemplating what this all means to me. I'm searching for inner answers to make sense of this all.
The Alien/Paranormal seems to keep track of me, interjecting information to me throughout my life since the 1950's.
I am hoping to connect these experiences to understand them better. Perhaps it may be time to tell?
Thus the painting of my mouth? To "help" me tell something?
 
As I sit here pondering this recent happening I am praying about how to move forward.
We are NEVER alone.