23 March 2016 0 Comments

Along the Road to Dugway Proving Grounds … Continued

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Michael and I went back to Skull Valley after the snow stopped towards the beginning of February. In my mind, I was eager for the same type of photos and yet at the same time, hoping that our one special day was unique and not repeatable.

My wish came true since the photos didn’t pan out or show any type of images remotely similar to the previous trip. It was kind of a bust in a way but then we did get a few anomalies in some photographs. rscn4515

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Like dutiful researchers we went back but to be honest, nothing seemed to be pulling us to go back there. It was almost like intuitively, we knew the plasma photon vehicles wouldn’t be there. We followed the same steps from our prior trip so I am convinced high strangeness wasn’t in the mix that day. The paranormal equation in some instances has to play a factor to at least effect the outcome of certain experiences or circumstances. It was nowhere to be seen the day we went.

There is one thing that I am interested in though, in the area of the mountains where the summit is along old Lincoln Highway, I always get a sense of an intelligence similar to Sasquatch but much, much different. We are interested in checking out this particular area which is where we got the photograph of the reddish looking plasma photon vehicle. We both feel it’s worth a look to see if we can make some sort of contact in the near future.

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Today it snowed, so I think we will be waiting until April to check this area out. When we do and if there is anything to report, we will let you all know.

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25 February 2016 0 Comments

The Front-lines from a Researcher and Experiencer

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This might seem more like a diatribe but it has come to my attention of late that an escalating problem is becoming more prevalent with researchers and experiencers just like me. Like most researchers, I hope to find answers to unresolved issues or memories. This is how Michael and I met, looking for the truth to unique and mysterious events that affected us both personally.

Here’s the problem, I have witnessed a really bad trend where people give an opinion based on viewing a video or radio interview just once and deciding right then and there if the person in question is stating the truth or faking the situation, telling tall tales. I call these types of opinions, the shallow void.

Most people have a 9 to 5 job, five days a week and they want to play and have fun on the weekends. Family and responsibilities leave people little time to actually go out and research even if they wanted to. Since a majority of people can’t bite the bullet and explore strange sightings, unidentified creatures or haunted locations as much as they would like to, why be so hard on those who do?

Maybe it’s a jealous thing, you know, someone else is getting to do what deep down inside many others would love to do. Maybe listening to shows and watching videos of the strange and unusual isn’t satisfying the longing of the self proclaimed Fox Mulders and Dana Scullys of today.

How does listening to a multitude of radio shows and videos equate to expert research? Listening to the experts talk about their findings is very important but I think what’s happened for the self proclaimed experts listening in, is they decide if the stated information is palatable based on their limited or non existent research. Maybe I should also include in here the bad habit of taking other people’s research and using it as their own. Sometimes getting your hands dirty is the only way to understand what the experts are talking about. Experiencing the high strangeness of life face to face is the best way to open the mind to all possibilities even those areas we have an aversion to.

I’m not suggesting people go and get into trouble, I suggest that people look around them to see what’s really happening in their world. It doesn’t take much to realize that things aren’t always what they seem to be.

Looking at so many of the comments from so many people who will argue with each other over the validity of information is … well … quite bizarre to say the least. I’m the pot calling the kettle black here because I have done this myself. In a way, isn’t this the matrix way of diverting the issues? It makes people fight over individual opinions of what a limited amount of truth is; getting caught up in being angry at someone else, calling people names, cursing at each other and swearing on line like deranged zombies or lunatics. It takes away from what little truth there is and it serves such a grand purpose, to lead people away from what is really being said.

There are so many hoax experts, critics, finger pointing nay sayers and jokers now that overload any good video or interview. This is the price we pay for free speech. Though I find these characters throwing their overloaded negative agendas into every topic, a royal pain in the ass, it seems they are here to stay.

Some people think that the truth can be hidden with a little cover-up and decoration. But as time goes by, what is true is revealed, and what is fake fades away. Ismail Haniyeh

There is so much hidden from us, how can any one person say they have all the answers or they know the truth. The truth for most humans is like finding a needle in a haystack of needles. It’s the unknowable until we can see it, feel it and understand it for ourselves. Maybe the truth is different for each person who sees it because truth is a life lesson, a personal journey that can only be self fulfilled.

Maybe this is why I feel like I am on the front-lines sometimes because if I post more of my findings, those little bits of truth that to me are gems, who would believe me? What would happen to my research if it’s flooded with defeatist comments? Does it become a raging mudslide full of debris that’s not mine? Why would anyone presenting their view of the truth, have to wear thick skin? Who decided on that rule?

The bottom line is how we present the truth to the world around us, how we wear it, understand it and utilize it, says so much about who we are as a person. Truth is an outfit that is custom designed by each designer. I may not wear another person’s truth, but I can admire how they put their truth together, its design and purpose. Truth is an observation of life, in the moment that can within an instant confuse or confirm a persons assumptions and theories. Searching for the truth broadens our horizons, allowing for a better vantage point in our quest for answers. Once we see the truth, there is no turning back.

“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon and the truth.”
Buddha

16 December 2015 0 Comments

Encountering Cryptids on an Empathic Level

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Within the topic of cryptozoology, sometimes the paranormal and high strangeness of life has a way of evading the conventional approach of researchers. Sometime they have to bring out their resourceful instincts to construct idiosyncratic methods in order to achieve the results they are seeking. Eye witness accounts and stories hold a certain amount of truth needed to piece together the universal puzzle that is scattered across the void. However, truthseekers who search for the answers come across what I call, the needle in the haystack of needles quandary. There seems to be pieces that give the illusion that they fit together but ultimately, if the shapes are askew slightly, the outcome doesn’t connect the dots or remotely resemble the expected conclusion. Maybe empathic correlation isn’t as far fetched as some might believe and maybe it just might be the solution that clarifies how some of the dots are connected.

Sasquatch and Dogman accounts have been a major source of intrigue that seem to have peaked to a new high within the last ten years. Radio, podcasts and YouTube have made it so much easier to share stories that would not have been otherwise heard. I have listened to many and found there are similarities to each, almost as if the same creatures visited them all. Research is vital in all these instances but what if there is more to the story, like a semblance of some type of dialogue that happens on another level. Is this admissible to any research and what if it changes the dynamics of what shows itself on the surface as evidence?

The big question is, how does a person who is an Empath play into cryptozoology? As an Empath myself, the only way I can explain our role into the Cryptid phenomenon, is kind of like being a backseat messenger. Encounters with people around us, play a huge role in our ability to adjust to people’s particular penchant and preferred tastes. In doing so, we develop an understanding for hidden yearnings and ideals. We become sensitive to the needs and desires of family and friends and sometimes this sensitivity develops and becomes more attuned to outside influences and intellects, different than that of humans. Empathic abilities and telepathy are very similar, yet I do believe that Cryptids respond more so to the Empath because we can feel their presence while communication is happening in the moment.

The validation for most Empaths comes from feeling and sensing the presence of an unidentified creature while communicating with it. The question is, how does an Empath validate their communication without people thinking they are making it up or worse, frauds?

In the back of an Empaths mind, the variable conundrum is either figuring out if they should say what they know or keep quiet. The negative side affects from a backlog of information sometimes can be equivalent to an overloaded mind. It eventually becomes hard to mind the doors because scattered memories can blur the senses into a spiraling abysmal black hole. The library of the mind has to figure out how to dispose of undisclosed dialogues. Writing does help but sometimes imparted dialogues of high strangeness need to be shared.

For many people, the very idea of interacting with Cryptids seems as far fetched as talking with aliens but then we are dealing with two very different kind of species, one that hides away from humans and the other that prefers to hide in plain sight of humans. How does any communication make sense? Sometimes for the Empath, it doesn’t. We don’t sit down and ask questions, which I doubt would be ideal, especially with the reality of who Cryptids are. They are a varied species that have a very different modus operandi than humans that is all their own. The biggest mistake for any of us, is to put a human slant on their way of existence.

In today’s day and age, people want photos, videos, footprints and face to face contact that far exceed what society wanted a hundred years ago. The darkness doesn’t appear quite as ominous and resolute as it did years ago because people are equipped with a fortitude that comes from a fanaticism kind of interest. Yet, I have found that no matter what video or article is out there, including images of supposed Sasquatch, Dogman or paranormal activity, the hoaxers come out in droves to disprove any findings as fake. Researchers are between a rock and a hard place because enthusiasts and the doubters want hard pressed facts revealing the truth on Cryptids packaged in a way that is convenient to look at and swallow. What if the truth people seek is right in front of them, yet they can’t see it?

Empaths can easily become target practice for the doubting Thomas types because the evidence of information can be seen as hearsay or speculation rather than a verbatim portrayal. Gathered information with corroborative sightings and stories that are verified by witnesses seems to be the only way that Empaths can prove that what they hear from specific contacts is true. Believe it or not, we need proof too. As I wrote earlier, we can feel them as they communicate with us but corroborated stories validating information we receive, just adds to our validity and theirs.

Sometimes as an Empath, I am befuddled as to why I am contacted because I can only assume, there are others more suited for their purpose. To be clear, I was not interested in Sasquatch or Dogman in my past. I knew about them and respected their existence but left that field of research for those who were interested in it. I was told by two Cryptids, a Sasquatch named Loekey and a Dogman named Tulack that this was one of the reasons why they chose me, I have nothing to prove or gain from their contact.

Interestingly enough, I find these contacts do affect me even in the smallest of ways. I can sometimes smell them in the room with me. I will get a low hum in one or both ears that slowly crescendos to a point that becomes deafening. Tingly feelings up and down my legs, not necessarily down my spine, let me know someone wants to communicate. If I can feel a presence around me, I will either allow the information to come through or I block it, which can be draining. Sometimes they don’t like waiting and become impatient in unpleasant ways. Headaches or a smarting jab to various parts of my body will indicate that they want my attention. In their case, patience is not a virtue.

The subconscious mind seems to have a waiting list of eager contacts that are standing by for the very moment an Empath opens up. I have often wondered if we have some brand or invisible mark that separates us from the general populace. The question is, how do they find us?

I’ve waited until now to voice my opinion on Cryptids because I believe these beings are a lot more intelligent than what some want to believe. When they contact me, I don’t hear grunts, growls or howls. If I did the fight or flight impulse would kick in and I would probably jump out of my skin or pass out from fear. Some contacts give me jumbled words that I have to put together. Others will show me images of places in order to convey their messages to me. The words they speak to me, beyond a doubt, are spoken with my inner voice but the information isn’t mine, it’s foreign to me. Sometimes I am awoken in the wee hours of the morning with a nonstop dialogue taking place, almost as if someone else is using my mind like a typewriter. In other instances I will be doing housework or errands when information starts coming through. It just depends when the contact takes place.

To make it clear, so that it doesn’t seem like I don’t understand the gravity of seeing Cryptids in their habitat, I first encountered Tulack in the Sandia Mountains in New Mexico during a day trip with my fiancé Mike, in June of 2014. Tulack was palling around with a large brown bear. We saw them both and it was the first time Tulack made contact, telling us to stay away. To put it mildly, we felt fear and curiosity at the same time. He was very uncomfortable and agitated because there were many hikers walking around the area with children. He wanted his secluded and familiar surroundings back, minus people which included us. Tulack could have come at us at any time, hurting us or worse but he chose not to which made it clear to both of us, that there definitely was an intelligence behind his demeanor.

For those people who think all contact is demonic, I must tell you that there are so many different types of beings out in the world who have nothing to do with the darkness. Our souls know the difference between a dark or light presence. If something comes around me that is dark, I am on my guard and I ask for protection.

From my perspective, the contacts seem to be more spirited and insistent these past few years. It’s almost like a cosmic wave of immeasurable depth is flowing in and out of my subconscious like a rhythmic tide. When I open my eyes in the morning, I know contacts including Cryptids will be waiting just as I know the sun will be coming up from the distant horizon.

The Cryptids I have encountered seem to need a human voice to tell their stories. An Empath hears the ebb and flow of voices, yet we don’t judge what we hear. I only ask that those who read or hear what an Empath reiterates from these creatures does so with an open mind before jumping the gun to conclusions and deciding what is true and what is false. Remember, sometimes truth is stranger than fiction only because, we don’t meet it as often.

13 April 2015 0 Comments

The Ones Among Us – Part 1

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My research has shown me that the world isn’t what it seems, but the world is a complex series of strange events created by strange beings and I am not excluding humans, because they truly are a strange lot.
As we walk through our lives, many miss the very odd, because we cannot perceive or see things that don’t conform to our present existence. There are humanoids that are not humans among us and if you pay attention you can, and will, see them. But realize these sightings may be brief and you will probably question your sanity. Sometimes you may only see this strangeness out of the corner of your eye.

So let me tell you a few of my experiences and a few from other people I know involving these being among us. I have had several of my own. The first one, I was having Thanksgiving dinner at a Golden Corral in Tucson. I was with a few people and after filling my plate up and sitting down to enjoy my feast, out of the corner of my eye was sitting an it/he maybe 10 feet from me and staring at me. He was completely focused on me and I was very uncomfortable. As I looked at him I noticed he had a long thin head and a short neck. As I further checked him out, he had solid black, slightly almond shaped eyes. He never took his eyes off of me and never ate one spoon full of his food. As I finished my dinner and got up, his strange eyes followed me out the door. I waited outside in my car, but he never came out and I never went back in.

Next a friend of mine in Albuquerque had a very interesting bus driver experience. His son would take a public bus to school occasionally, on one occasion he noticed the bus driver had very pale skin, long exaggerated face, and strange eyes, and it/he felt very not human. After seeing the same weird driver a few more times he told his Dad, my friend. My friend was curious and into the UFO scene. So the next week he got on the same bus with his daughter to see if he might catch the same driver. And guess what, he did. My friend sat across and behind the driver. As soon as my friend got in the bus the driver noticed him and while the bus was moving forward it/he/she turned and stared at him for about 1 and ½ miles down the street, safely guiding the bus through stop lights, and dropping off and picking up passengers. To top it off, no one else seemed to notice this event on the bus. What the bus driver did was an amazing feat, even for an alien.

Sleep tight, part two will have more experiences to share, and pay attention for you might see the unthinkable or the improbable.
MWiz.