I Grew Up With Aliens -- Part Two

 

 

 Part One

Before me was a large round room, kind of like an amphitheater, but without the rows of seating. There were steel-looking tables all throughout the room. Each table had a human being on it. There were also some beings who looked like Rutha as well as some extremely tall, lanky human-looking beings with shocking white hair who stood around each table.

I was confused and concerned. What was I looking at? Were the abduction stories right? Were the aliens experimenting on humans? I saw my mother on one of the tables and felt alarm prickle throughout me.

“It’s okay, Jan. Come. Let’s see your mother.”

Again, the people on the tables were in a non-responsive daze. Rutha explained, “Your mother and father have cancer in their bodies. We’re working on them so they won’t die of cancer. We’re also working on and monitoring all these people and their families. We help where we are able and allowed.

“Each being gave permission before they... Read More

by Jan Toomer

I Grew Up With Aliens

 

 

 

 I’m writing this so that the silent ones – those afraid of sharing, or perhaps even believing in their own experiences – won’t feel so alone. I’m not looking for validation, criticism, or anything else. I’m just sharing my experiences. You’re welcome to believe my story or see it as fantasy.

My story doesn’t seem so “out there” as it did when I was growing up. Back then, it caused quite a stir when I started talking about it...but I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s start at – well, when I was pre-teen.

Enjoy!

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My eyes were open...why? The room was dark, so I wasn’t sure what had disrupted my sleep. I wasn’t afraid, just curious.

The room lit up with the brightest light I have ever seen, yet it felt familiar and I was excited. It was time!...Read More

by Jan Toomer

Belly of the Beast - Part Two

 

 

 Part One

NOTE: Some may find this article disturbing.

I saw misshapen and mostly unrecognizable human beings, each one in it’s own room. The echo of moans and screams etched into my brain. “What is this? What are they?” I demanded as my mind became overwhelmed with the horrors I was looking at.

“Come. Let’s go to a quiet place so we can talk.”

Atlantean Warning

He led me back up the stairs, down a different hallway, and out to a beautiful courtyard.

I sat.

He waited until my breathing calmed a bit before he spoke again. “As our people became more dense, we weren’t able to create and undo as we once could. Those unfortunate beings were what happened when those scientists who worked in the Hybridization Section continued on even though they realized they were losing their abilities. They didn’t let the volunteers know. Those volunteers are permanently misshapen and are in constant pain. We are unable to undo what has been done to them. And, if they were unfortunate enough to be cognizant, are now insane.

“Some of your human scientists in your time have been doing this... Read More

by Jan Toomer

Belly of the Beast

 

 

 Part One

Though we’ve currently no physical presence or proof of Atlantis, it may be that some humans maintain cellular memories. This article is, therefore, speculative only and is based on my interpretation and understanding of the energy of my communications with “Others” (non-physical) and my memories of some of my lessons/instruction from the Others during dream time.

Please note: Some may find this article disturbing.

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When Atlantis became to be, human energies weren’t as dense as they are now. Atlanteans remembered how to manipulate and work energy. This meant that initially, Atlanteans were able to harness and direct energy, making it possible to utilize it for flying vehicles (perhaps today we call these UFO’s – Unidentified Flying Objects; or UAP’s – Unidentified Aerial Phenomenon), as well as other applications using energy, such as creating and mixing.

Today, science is able to splice genes, clone, gene editing and/or genetically modifying or altering an organism to mix – some of which is at least theoretical, or had been accomplished in a petri dish –with a different organism to create something new. But what our conscious memory doesn’t realize is that we’ve been here before – “modern” man ... Read More

by Jan Toomer