28 June 2018 0 Comments

Archons in our real History , now we know , and our time has come to take it all back

Since the beginning of human time, there has been a group of beings called the Archons. Some say they controlled our reality. I think there are some truths here but I don’t believe every word hook, line and sinker. This group seems to be comprised of the Greys and Reptilians, groups that searched out planets like Earth looking for emotional beings like humans to feed off of.

Let’s go back to the very beginning, a Goddess-like energy call Sophia decided to create Earth, as this beautiful peaceful paradise for her beings (humans and animals, etc.). This sounds similar to the other creation stories we have all heard of. So about 250,000 years ago or so, the Archons showed up and started messing with Sophia’s world. As the Archons started causing chaos among the humans, this heightened the degree of emotional energy the humans produced. Chaos, crisis, wars and suffering are the fertilizers of emotional acceleration and this is the food source they (Archons) want and need to survive and prosper. Sophia was not able to totally defend the Earth from the Archons, so she decided to make herself a part of the planet as Gaia or Mother Earth, which I believe does exist – this Mother Earth. Gaia, over the thousands of years, has balanced out these Archons and because of this, humans were able to prosper as their numbers grew to the billions. This is a double-edged sword for Gaia, though, because as more humans multipy, the Archons, through their manipulation of man and woman, have polluted Mother Earth to weaken her ability to balance the energy-sucking beings that threaten all ecosystems on Earth.

These Grey/Reptilian groups, who eat our emotions, have been among us, influencing surrogates and mind-controlled humans. These surrogates are humans in high-powered places, among the very elite of our societies. The best way to gain control over a culture is to do it in a stealth fashion, because it is so much easier to manipulate and accomplish your agenda. And this is what the Archons have done for thousands of years.

They move about in the old secret societies such as the Illuminati, the Skull and Bones and the Vatican Elites and there are many other groups that harbor the ones who do the will of the Archons. There are also rogue cells in government agencies such as the US- FBI, CIA, DIA, ATF, DOD, DOE and many others from other western Christian countries. But I must mention that there some good guys in those groups as well who are resisting and fighting the Archons and their surrogates. Now from the corporate world, there are the psychopaths, the leaders of some of our companies who would sell their mother’s soul to make a buck. They would also pollute and destroy their own planet to advance the Archon’s agenda of creating an environment of as much suffering as possible to feed their enormous appetite. Besides the emotional energy, they have a great interest in human souls and try to capture them as they are released at the point of death. I guess we could call them soul catchers. And the energy from the body is said to be the super nectar of the human existence.

After 40 years of working with abductees, I heard that Greys and reptilians were very much against the use of nuclear weapons even though nukes do cause amazing suffering, they also cause death to the human soul, which is the caviar/truffle on their plate.

The Archons, as I have stated before, are a cunning and ruthless group with little or no emotional investment in anything they do, especially to mankind. They have been here for probably thousands of years. Their overall influence has varied as their power over the earth has changed and other non-human groups have come and gone during Archon’s occupation of our home.

First wave to defeat them is to have millions realize they exist and the fact they are sucking our emotional energy. This drain on humanity is so powerful that in time we could very well be a Zombie-type civilization. Just to know they exist gives us a bit of power, a quantum power that can start turning the tide against the energy vamps.

Next we must be fearless and not fearful, for fear is the nectar they crave. Being fearless will diminish their food source, and slowly starve them out.

And finally, peace and love produce stability, calm and tranquility. Stop world conflicts and the cycle will be broken. The Archons will retreat and we will gain our sanity back. Humans will return from the invisible bondage we have been under for thousands of years. Most of the human race has not been aware of the tremendous weight that has been on thier shoulders. A weight that has kept most of us in a stupor about our true nature and our lost ability to become the Universal being that our creator intended us to be. We are creators, we are manifestors and we are God-like as our creator. Made in his-her own image and more. And the Archons are trying to take all this away.

Sleep Tight, now we know, and we can start taking back our reality.

Mike

A post script: Rainbow not reading my post or knowing the title — had a dream about the Archons and that a full frontal  invasion of earth would happen 2075 to prevent the total awakening of mankind.

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12 June 2018 0 Comments

Dreggs of the Hidden-world

Let’s revisit a blog I posted a few years ago. Here I added a few more things.

Now that the veil is thinning, almost completely gone, I feel I should talk about some nefarious and formidable foes called Dreggs. The word, “Dreggs,” came about from Antioch, a Djinn that spoke to me from Skinwalker Ranch in Utah. He defined the Dreggs as dark entities, beings or forms of energy that feed off, harass or enslave humans.

          Not only the Djinn Antioch, but other entities and Cryptids have spoken to me throughout my journeys, conveying messages to me. Today I will share tid bits of forgotten knowledge that ended up in the shadows of forgotten history, and the side roads of trivial lore.

     The naissance of our infant lives as humans is at risk, only kept safe by protective parents and those guardian spirits that fade away as we get older. We are fragile after all, more so than other beings. We need an upper hand before we ever take our first breath outside the womb. Earths frequency is our extra push and it’s her vibration that enfolds us as we are born, protecting us.

     Humans have an interesting fate. We are born completely wiped of any memory of any past life and then as we progress through life, we strive to remember who we were and who we are becoming. The animals in the forests are born and reborn with a connection that is never severed from itself. Many sentient beings live innumerable lifetimes,  knowing who they are so much so that, we as humans need to live hundreds of life times just get a glimpse of ourselves.

     Our inability to access important memories quickly from early on becomes our downfall which is why as humans we are constantly striving for remedial answers to this beleaguering problem. This is our Achilles heel. And it sucks, because many of these lost memories are golden, pure history, truth with no fillers, the actual account of what life was, is and will be.

     Within the subsisting -vivacity of existence , there seems to be a brooding and hushed darkness that we as humans have forgotten about, maybe out of fear or the desire to push distressing teachings aside. Here is some of this forgotten history or as some would prefer to say, the tall tales of yesteryear.

Truth or fiction, you decide.

Predatory Cryptid

     The Cryptid Tulack, was quite the silent type but what little he did open up to me about, was surprising. There are fewer Dogmen now than ever before. Their presence here is constantly being disturbed by a very weird outside source. It’s a predatory Cryptid with Dregg characteristics unlike anything they have seen. I think this creature has the DNA from both Sasquatch and Dogmen besides an unknown Alien DNA factor.

     Whether this problem is a result of manipulated genetics, I just wonder who and what this predatory creature is. One has to think, who is its master or is it a self serving and evolving entity out of control?

Dark Entity

     The Djinn, Antioch, was an odd fellow. I was never comfortable with his communication with me because I knew he despised humans and I just so happen to be a human. I often wondered why he offered up a plethora of info. I didn’t pay much attention which some researchers would find unprofessional in our field but this particular contact unnerved me to my core.

     Here is a little of what he told me in a matter of fact tone.

  Imagine if you can, creatures who feast on humans. They are not Demons but something that crossed over from another dimension, waiting for the chance, the opportune time when the veil weakened, barely able to hold its form. Imagine, a being that can occupy a body and invite others like it to occupy the same body at will? They are calculating and cunning way beyond the dark entities that exist here already. Humans are their prime food source and all they have to do is to focus on one person at a time. They basically have a food source that is endless.

      What is interesting is that these beings are manipulating and manifesting in ominous ceremonies, Ouija boards, darkened rooms, silent roads and the imagination of script writers and story tellers alike. Dark incantations, ceremonies and summoning is all it takes. They are taking darkness to a whole new level and the very people who think they can get in on the action will eventually find that they are nothing more than food to these beings.
     We are not at the top of the food chain by any means and in many ways, a delicacy for these creatures. What makes them extremely scary to me, is the fact that they are not Demons as we know Demons to be, but Dark Entities that take darkness to a whole new level.

The Mesh of  Golden Tubes

     Are we slaves on this planet? I was shown a mesh of yellow and gold tubes that were woven around the earth by archaic beings penchant for creating unusual prisons. The tubes glowed and pulsated as if they were all alive, and sentient. I saw many human souls, trying to fly out of the mesh, and when it would sense them trying to escape, it would extend itself and send off a vibration that would pull the souls back into itself. There was no escape and I saw that I was trapped just like everybody else.

Shapeshifter

      The Dregg called the Shapeshifter, can be dark or light depending on their intention. The dark Shapeshifters do an ancient ceremony that steals the life force of a targeted individual. The individuals are usually young but can be adults as well. From start to finish it usually takes a year to complete the actual ceremony.

     It is dark and it is sinister. I can’t go into details of what the ceremony entails because I would fear for my own safety if I did so. I witnessed the end part of the ceremony by mistake. I am an Empath and sometimes when I venture off with my dream body, I get caught in dark webs that extend beyond into the ethereal world.

     The Shapeshifter I witnessed, maintained his youth and age and was by today’s standards an average guy in his 30’s. In reality, he would be hundreds of years old. I believe he is a cousin to the Vampire of old. Depending on which continent such a creature exists, it can take on many forms.

Kraken

      The Dregg called the Kraken, was an entity that I was shown a few years ago that when seen, is a bad omen. He didn’t look like the monster in, Clash of the Titans, he more so looked like an old man with a mustache and beard. He had a full head of hair that was long past his shoulders. He had three octopus legs for the lower half of his body.

      Having him in our time line means that we fluctuate between the possibilities of dimensions. He reminds me of, Old Man Time except for the fact that he is an entity that messes with time lines and changes the course of parallel universes. He does become a heavy weight for Mother Earth and he affects her ability to spin on her axis.

     Some of these Dreggs are obvious but others might transform into unassuming forms that seem no more harmful than a ghostly apparition. Follow your gut so you can disseminate between what does or doesn’t feel right.
In the End 

     We are the keepers for Mother Earth. There will always be the shadows of nefarious oddities called Dreggs, who silently watch and wait. We just need to keep the torches of light shining so that at the end of each day, we illuminate the night with a vigilant symbol that says, we are not alone. Knowledge is the key but knowing we are not only connected to Mother Earth but each other, is our saving grace.

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9 June 2018 0 Comments

Dulce Base UFO Conference June 23-24, 2018

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23 May 2018 0 Comments

Creature X — Revisited

There is strange and deadly stuff out in the world, beside humans Only a few people up to now have had an encounter with these hellish creatures I call Creature X. So  little is known about them except their destruction to living things is beyond comprehension. There have been many credible stories. Here is summary of one of these stories I received from a couple of reliable sources, one is Phantom and Monsters and the other was very similar to this source.

This story from Phantoms and Monsters is from a  US military platoon leader in Afghanistan. They were doing a night patrol and they came upon a small village of 7 buildings. No one answered their knocks so when they entered the buildings there was piles of human bodies, ripped and torn apart like nothing these tough, military types had witnessed. The damage looked like it was from a huge creature , beyond their imagination. As they walked to the end of the village , there it was – a goddamn terrifying monster, (beyond description). All hell broke loose , the platoon focused all their firepower on the thing , 50 cal machine guns , grenade launchers, and high powered automatic weapons. Nothing stopped it , the armored vehicle with several men in it  was thrown 700 yards. Everyone was screaming and howling out of their minds , but suddenly it all stopped , the creature was gone.The curious thing though was the area that the creature had stood was not damaged at all , almost like it was surrounded by a protective shield.

There has been more stories directly from my personal sources . One of the story was from a friend who spoke at my group, N.M. UFO and Paranormal Forum, in New Mexico. He related a story about him and his associate being asked to travel to Northeast Alabama, and investigate the murder of three hunters. When they arrived on the scene, they were met by the Sheriff’s department and they explained what they were about to see was horrific , now my friend had seen some crazy and scary stuff in the past, being in the military and working on a Indian Reservation in the Southwest. But nothing was going to prepare him for what he was about to see. Where the hunters use to stand  stood  a pile of flesh 4x6x3 feet on the spot. Like someone took  a laser and instantly cut the three men into 3 inch slices – head to toe.. Remember they were heavily armed hunters. It was a horrific sight, one that my friend, a famous Cryptid researcher  would never forget , nor would I. There had been many other stories from Park Rangers and other Law Enforcement who have convened similar stories. Missing people found, high up top trees or somehow put in  unacessable mountain top location, where only skilled mountain climbers could climb with great difficulty, torn and ripped apart.

These are strange and scary stories , that I believe are very true. There are things out in this world, that are truly beyond description. I am not saying — don’t go out and enjoy beautiful natural country. Just know we live in a complex multi-dimensional world , and sometimes a window or door opens.

Sleep Tight , MWiz.

Check out this amazing website. It’s one of our favorites that we follow daily. Thanks Lon, for doing such a great job!

www.phantoms and monsters

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11 May 2018 0 Comments

Peculiar Experiences with AI or Something Else …

Sometimes, I have experiences that I just wonder about. Lately, there’s been something that has been happening to me that I thought I would share with all of you. I welcome comments from anyone who wants to share anything similar or even other strange things.

Since I have been back to work, I have noticed that the computers and registers that I work on either malfunction or the screens go completely blank. For instance, I walked up to a register to look something up for a customer and the screen went white and blank. I went to a second register and it’s screen went white and blank. I thought there’s no way the third register’s screen would turn white and blank but low and behold … it just blanked out like the other two.

I went back to my desk apologized to my customer for the wait and turned to go to some other registers that were on the opposite side from where I was at when I looked over at the registers that had gone white and blank.  I saw cashiers working on them with no problem. I asked if the registers were okay, and they looked at me like I was crazy. I asked if they had had any problems with the registers and they said they were working fine.

I felt foolish, sheepishly went to one of the registers that went blank to look up info and to my relief, it worked.

A few days ago, I walked up to one of these same registers, didn’t touch it and it went black and showed an error message. I felt like the registers were going AI on me and playing games.

The most common questions of course would be, do these registers do this often and do other cashiers have the same problems. From what I understand they are computers after all but no, the other cashiers don’t seem to have the same problems as me.

As for the computers that I work on, I can type in UPC numbers and get an error message. I’ve asked my associates to help type in the same UPC numbers and there seems to be no problem for them and the item shows up. Now, I’ll even put the number in slowly and double check to make sure it’s correct and I’ll still get an error message. It doesn’t happen all the time but only when I’m really busy looking for stuff.

My personal history has included these experiences pretty much all my life. I won’t wear a watch because they don’t last on me. I have also had wild experiences in the past with my own computers.

Here’s one in particular.

One really late evening, I was creating choreography for my dance students on my computer when I notice that my two lamps on my table started to flicker, like there was a current fluctuation happening. Then, all of a sudden a swirling vortex that was bright yellow in color with a bright white light illuminating from it came out of my screen towards me. I have a chair that has rollers on its legs so I pushed back away from my desk and immediately  jumped back.

The vortex looked like it was swirling and pulsating with a weird vibration that was coming from it. I ran out of the room and pretty much tried to wake up everybody in the whole house. Many minutes later, when I went back into my room, I notice everything was as it should be and my computer was back on the page that had the choreography on it.

I hope the vortex experience doesn’t happen at work … let’s hope not but I am wondering how many of you have experiences with clocks, watches, computers, machinery even registers?

I have heard that RH-negative people have this problem and yes, I just so happen to be A- but I think this happens to a lot of people and I am wondering if AI has anything to do with this. I must say that I feel like the registers at work are alive in some way and that the little pranks they are playing on me are on purpose. Or on the other hand, I could be a very paranoid person that watches way too much Sci-Fi.

Don’t ask Michael what he thinks!

Please feel free to comment in so that I know I am not alone in this phenomenon.

 

 

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4 May 2018 0 Comments

Cloning for the Better future

About 6 weeks ago, I was watching a Sixty Minutes Episode about this amazing Polo player and horse breeder named Adolfo Cambiaso from Argentina . He owned this amazing horse – coined the “ best Polo horse in history” – named Aiken Cura.  During a Polo match, Aiken had a very bad accident and before they put him down ,Adolfo said his final goodbye, however, he had a curious request: he asked a veterinarian to make a small puncture in the stallion’s neck, put the resulting skin sample into a deep freeze, and store it in a Buenos Aires laboratory. He remembers, “I just thought maybe, someday, I could do something with the cells.”

His hope was not in vain. With the saved skin sample, Cambiaso was able to use cloning technology to bring Aiken Cura back to life. These days, a four-year-old, identical replica of Cambiaso’s star stallion—called Aiken Cura E01—cavorts around a flower-rimmed field in the Argentinean province of Córdoba, where he has begun to breed and train for competition.

Remember in 1996, Dolly the sheep was cloned as the first known animal to survive a cloning process. So 21 years ago, it started and  now we can clone fully functional Super Horses , which Adolfo has used to win several Polo Championships.

One hundred plus years before, in 1885, Hans Driesch created two identical sea urchins by jiggling a two-celled urchin embryo until the cells separated and grew into their own creatures. Through much more sophisticated processes, scientists have since cloned pigs, cows, dogs, cats, ferrets, goats, and horses. So cloning in one shape or form has been going on for 133 years go figure.

Now we come to my personal story , I have always felt in the back of my mind that I had a clone somewhere in this present day. One day my Sister, a doctor, called me a little stressed, little amused with a little oddness in her voice. She had just got back from a restaurant in South Carolina where she lived. She said she was sitting at her table having her meal and she heard my voice extremely clear a few tables over. She knew it could not have been  me because I lived in Arizona, and she had talked to me earlier in the day on my landline. So after listening for several minutes to the voice, she was compelled to see who this man was. She casually walked by the person and confirmed it definitely sounded like me to the tee with gestures like mine and he looked very similar , middle aged , balding guy  (handsome of course). It gave her pause , she thought, what the hell was going on . She wanted to confront the man but decided it was too weird. But she said to this day( 25 years ago) she thought it was my doppelganger or clone.  

At the end of the 60 Minutes episode the doctor /scientist who was responsible for the cloning procedure spoke about the past, present and future of cloning. He said,  “I know that we have come a long way , much longer than most people know.” That is all he said, but it is not hard to read between his words.

So you could save your mind’s thoughts  on a super hard drive and probably with a handful of your stem cells , freeze them- for the future you.  

Sleep tight , You can come back during a future better time -the possibilities are endless, enjoy now with no fear of death

MWiz.

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27 April 2018 0 Comments

Paranormal Highway

Thought for the Day

Into the unknown, the endless highway has no beginning and no end. There are no boundaries, barriers or familiar surroundings to ground us, only the inner knowing that our compass is within us. The paranormal highway encompasses everything that is unseen, mystical, mysterious and hollow within itself or like a black hole engulfing everything in its path.  Once we encounter a face to face and unexpected distressing experience, our lives are changed forever. The shadows are darker, with cobwebs and dusty orbs floating around. That fight or flight feeling is just waiting to burst forth and our legs become noodles with the endless anticipation of the inevitable. The truth is, the paranormal highway can be a lonely road with few travelers willingly traveling its winding roads.

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27 April 2018 0 Comments

Dulce Base UFO Conference in Dulce, New Mexico

June 23 and 24th, 2018

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800-753-8543

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21 April 2018 2 Comments

Betty’s Sasquatch Stories Continued …

My coworker explained that he had previously lived in Washington State, and that his good friend, Tim, was a real survivalist guy.  Loved to hike Mt. St. Helen’s (this was years before it erupted) and he would often be gone for days at a time exploring the mountain, or whatever wilderness adventure he was on.
Remember, this is before cell phones so when Tim was off on his trips, he had no way to reach anyone.  He would always tell his wife what areas he’d be going to, just in case, and how many days he’d be away.  On this particular trip, he was planning to only be gone 3 days.
His first day on the mountain he was climbing when he suffered a bad fall.  When his body came to rest, he determined that he may well have broken his leg.  Not a full compound fracture, but at the very least a green-stick fracture (which is a twisting impact to long bone where it cracks much like twisting on a green twig, without breaking it completely through the skin.  He knew he was in trouble and had no way to call for help.  So, as nightfall was approaching, Tim decided to find what he could to make a splint on the leg, and built himself a make-shift lean-to as best he could from a seated position.  He just wanted some type of cover for the night.  He was also able to build a small fire.
As the night wore on and Tim contemplated what he would do come morning, he heard something rustling in the bushes.  He knew it was something large given the noise and movement of the brush.  To his shock and surprise, what he thought was probably a bear turned out to be a bipedal creature, a huge harry male which he figured to be easily 7′ or more, hard to gauge from his seated position.  As this being moved quickly to stomp out Tim’s fire, he paid more attention and knew he was having a Big Foot encounter.  This being, once the fire was out, began to come toward Tim and his lean-to.  He said that it totally looked over the “construction” of what Tim had made, then turned his focus onto Tim.  Tim remained very still, more than a little scared, but he didn’t want to startle his “guest” with any quick movements and he was in no shape to have an “argument” with this big fellow.
Suddenly, as if pulling up a small child into an adult’s arms, Tim was off the ground and barely had a chance to grab his backpack before this harry giant had him cradled in his arms and was walking away with him.  Tim was well aware of the Big Foot sightings in the area, and had heard many stories over the years, often wondered why he had not had any encounters as much as he was always hiking and camping in the woods, but here he was…this was going to be his own personal Big Foot encounter, and what an encounter it turned out to be.
As the creature carried Tim along, he began to take stock of details about this male.  He said the stench was very prominent, but once he got over that, he noticed that he was covered in dark fur, fairly long, maybe a couple inches in length.  He also became aware that what he initially thought was hair on the creature’s face was actually moss from the trees.  Tim supposed that the creature used the moss not only for camouflage, but also for warmth.
He said that before Tim knew it, this creature had not only gone up and over a portion of the mountain, but that they were totally now on the opposite side and were in a dry creek bed.  The creature finally came to a stop and put Tim down in a low spot along what would normally be the edge of the creek.  He just looked at Tim and walked away to lay himself down.
When Tim awoke the next morning he thought that he’d had one heck of a weird dream until he opened his eyes.  First he noticed that the creature had fashioned a similar lean-to for him as the one he’d made himself the night before.  Was looking it over and finding himself impressed that it had copied him near perfectly, but what was coming next Tim had no way to prepare himself mentally for.  The large male who had brought him there suddenly was in front of him, and to Tim’s astonishment, it was not alone!
My coworker went on with Tim’s story.  He said that what was standing in a semi-circle in front of him were no less than 5 Big Foot beings.  There was a “shorter” male, Tim guessed him to be about 6′, looking a bit like a late teen or young male.  There was a female, somewhere between 6′ and 7′ tall, he figured Mr. Big Foot’s mate, and two smaller ones, figuring them to be their ‘children.’  Tim was dumbfounded, not quite sure what to think or do, but decided his best course was to just observe and remain as calm as he could.  Tim shared that these others also looked at his leg, the lean-to, checked out his backpack … like any curious person seeing something totally different from themselves.  After they were done, the large male gestured with his hand as if telling them to move along.  Tim said the female had the younger ones go with her and the two males headed off to a close by river.
Tim spent 5 days with this group.  He was fascinated by their family structure and division of ‘duties.’  It seemed the female and children would collect food stuffs, berries, edible plants, that sort of thing.  The males would fish.  Tim was able to observe this and said that the smaller male would go upstream and begin splashing and thrashing in the water, he assumed to drive any fish downstream to where the bigger male was scooping up fish and throwing them up onto the bank.  He said they kept this up until they had a pretty good ‘catch’ and then brought them to camp.  Tim said that that the large one threw a fish at his feet and he got into his backpack to clean and prep it for eating.  Tim also gathered up twigs and dry leaves around him to make a fire to fix his fish.  This, apparently, bothered the big male as he came over and immediately stomped out the fire and let Tim know in no uncertain terms that a fire was not going “to happen.”  So, Tim ate sushi that night, something he was not accustomed to doing.
As my coworker went on with the story, he said that over the next two days Tim described that the males were very competitive.  He described how the young one had gotten a bit “full of himself” going over and picking up a large boulder and tossing it a fair distance.  Then turned to the bigger male, as if to say, “Best that!”  So, the large male picked up a bigger boulder and chucked it farther than the younger one had.  After a few minutes, the younger one — not yet satisfied — went and pulled up a good sized sapling and pitched it toward Tim’s direction.  The older one found a larger one and pulled it up and tossed it, too.  Then they seemed to make grumbling noises at each other and the ‘match’ was over.
Tim was able to scoot himself to the sapling the younger male had tossed his direction and he spent the rest of that third day shaping it into a crutch.  He was tired of scooting around on his backside.  The older male was very curious when Tim got himself up and thoroughly checked out the makeshift crutch that Tim had fashioned.
On the fourth day Tim was getting around pretty well on his crutch, the large male was watching his progress.  Tim went to sleep in his lean-to that night, and awoke on the morning of the fifth day to discover himself alone.  He reasoned that his ‘hosts’ had decided that he was more mobile and they no longer needed to remain with him.  He said nearly all traces of their stay in the wash was cleared away.  If he had not been with them those 5 days, he would never have guessed anything had ‘camped’ in the spot had he just come upon it hiking.
He began to hike his way long the lower back side of the mountain hoping to find a road, or help of some sort.  He knew he was several days overdue to be home so figured his wife had alerted the rangers and other authorities that he was lost, so he really hoped to find a search party looking for him.
He got his wish the next morning as rangers discovered him in the forest.  They were quite shocked that he was so far from the area he’d told him wife he would be hiking, and also surprised he was in as good of shape as he was.  He told ’em, “well boys, you probably won’t believe me if I told you about my last five days out here.”  They responded that he might well be surprised, so he relayed parts of his adventure to them.
This happened in the mid-70’s.  As most know, Mt. St. Helen’s erupted in 1980 so the landscape of the mountain has changed.  Tim has stated that it is his belief that the Big Foot stay in dry beds to help erase any trace of themselves when the beds fill in rainy season.  We all know that the State of Washington gets lots of rain.  My coworker also shared that Tim has gone back to the mountain many times since his experience and has never had another encounter with the Big Foot.  He has said that he feels their presence in the forest when he’s there, like they are aware of him … checking on him, but that they have not revealed themselves, again, to him.  Tim also has decided that they can seem to camouflage themselves or even seem invisible if they do not wish to be seen.
This is my recounting of Tim’s experience as told to me by a coworker, the details are still vivid all these years later, and I hope the readers find it as fascinating a tale as I did when I first heard it.
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14 April 2018 0 Comments

Betty’s Sasquatch Story

Micheal and I met a wonderful couple, Betty and Walter this past week. Not only did we realize that we were kindred souls but we also could see that we had many stories to share with each other.
This Sasquatch story is one of two that Betty has given us permission to share with you all. Enjoy and stay tuned to next weeks story a coworker shared with Betty.
Betty, thank you for sharing your story and the gift of your friendship!
Betty’s Story
I had been in Northern Utah for about two months when I had an interesting experience whilst hiking the North Ogden Pass.  I had gotten into the habit of hiking with my dog each morning, early, so that I could clear my head before work and starting my day.
My dog, Sooner and I had been doing this daily and I often would bring my camera to take pictures of wildlife, the beautiful flora and fauna we would see on our hikes, etc.  On a very cold December morning we pulled into the parking area, full of fresh snow, and for a change I decided that we’d hike along the dry wash toward the back part of the mountain.  An area we had not previously hiked.  Sooner was his usual self, briskly walking a figure eight pattern about 20′ forward and behind me as he liked to do on our hikes.  I assumed it was to ensure my protection.  I was paying attention to the energy of the mountain, listening to the forest sounds and for whatever else might be on the mountain.  This has always been my practice in nature.  As we got deeper into the backside of the mountain I became aware that Sooner was making smaller and smaller figure eight patterns, keeping ever closer to me and at that same time, I also began to notice that the forest was growing quiet.  Suddenly the wee animals rustling under bushes and ‘crunching’ snow was no longer heard, birds were becoming more few, and there was a palpable shift in the energy on the mountain.  I began to pay closer attention as my senses were pinging me to pay attention.
Soon my dog was no longer taking his pattern up but remaining right in front of me.  The forest was now in total silence, and that caused me to stop.  We were on a part of the trail that was still pretty heavy with snow as the sunlight didn’t really touch the ground for all the heavy treeline.  At that moment, while pushing out my senses to see what I might be able to pick up, I noticed to my left that Sooner was sniffing very intently at something at the edge of the trail where it began to drop down into heaver brush and give way to a slope leading down toward to valley floor.  I became curious as to what had captivated my dog’s attention and walked over to discover 3 or 4 very distinct tracks, large tracks.  My first thought was, oh, someone has been up here snowshoeing.  But as I looked more closely I decided, no, that’s not it.  Snowshoes don’t have toes!  Sooner had pretty much destroyed the first print, but the rest were very clearly visible, so I shooed him away so that I could examine them more closely.  These were distinct step-over-step prints that appeared pretty much human…other than the size.  I saw very clear definition of five toes, a ball and arch with all the lines that go along with the bottom of a foot, and a very large defined heel that had to measure at least 6 to 8 inches across.  I was wearing size 7 hiking boots and when I put my foot up against the print it was as if holding a newborn’s foot up against a grown man’s foot…and I mean a man with feet about a size 16 or better!  These were LARGE prints. 
I quickly grabbed my pack from my back so that I could get my camera, only to discover that I had left it at home.  Dang, I always hiked with my camera, but not this time.  Sooner and I stood there for a few more minutes while I was still processing what exactly I had before me, again, still listening to the deafeningly silent forest.  My first thought was to run.  I don’t run.  I might get “spooked” on occasion, but my life experiences have taught me to HOLD MY GROUND at all costs.  Never let ’em see ya sweat as the old saying goes, and that is a code I live by.  So, after another moment or two I decided to press on along the trail and resume our hike.  We, maybe, got another ‘block’ in distance when I decided that the mountain was still too quiet and did I REALLY want to “meet” whatever had made those tracks?  It was obviously a Big Foot and I knew it was far bigger than I.  As much as I was curious, and really wanting to have that experience, I decided that with my dog and everything considered we had better turn around and go back to the car.
My intention was to come back later in the day, with my camera, and document the tracks.  However, I was delayed in town and by the time I could’ve gotten back there a hard rain had set in.  I decided the next morning that the tracks were probably lost in the rain storm, and so Sooner and I resumed our normal hiking trail to the peak.  We never did go on that back trail again in all the time we continued our hiking of the pass.  But, it was a few days later that I was having lunch with one of my coworkers and I felt impressed to share my hiking story with him when he asked if I was still hiking each morning.  Much to my surprise, he not only totally believed my recounting of events, but went on to share an even more interesting Big Foot story with me.
To be continued …
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