Weird Childhood Night Terrors

This wont be easy to type since I dont understand the night terrors. Ever since John Lear stated that everyone has been abducted by aliens I started rethinking a night terror I had when I was about 7. The dream was pretty simple. It consisted of very bony people and very large people. The large people were corporate bastards and the skinny were employees, one of which was my dad. I dont remember seeing faces or heads. The large people were the reason for the terror in my dream. For nearly 18 years I could remember the terror associated with the large people. It was until I started rethinking this dream that the memory of the terror faded. The image i remember is somewhat like this. I dont remember any faces.


Is it a memory of an abduction?

Theres another dream that had the same terror feeling but I think it was worse. This one consisted of a flat plain of land that was PERFECTLY smooth. It went as far as I could see. It was the unflawed smoothness that terrified me. There was an oval shapped object on the plain. Could this have been ice or an ocean without waves on a planet without a moon?

Im not sure what to make of the next two sleep disturbances:

I was about 9 or 10. I basically woke up believing that my dad had got stuck in a water resistant watch of mine which i ate.

I also had an incident where I remember sleep walking. I was at a scout camp in the High Sierras of California. I ended up walking on pine needles outside my tent. I snapped out of it when I woke some guy.

IMO, If we all have in fact been abducted, the abductions are a probable cause for night terrors.

I can recall a distinct reoccurring, if not disturbing, childhood dream as well.

It was a slow and gradual trip into the air, spiraling around this ‘pillar’ of activity. At the surface, or ground level, hundreds of dirty creatures in shabby clothes muttered, grunted and jabbered wildly while pushing on huge wooden spokes than turned the pillar. Dust and filth choked the air around them and the lighting was distinctly orange; their faces were utterly caked with the filth, giving them somewhat dark, grotesque, if not, diabolical appearances. Ascending upwards and around the pillar, steam pipes and clockwork gears slowly gave way to the appearance of circuit boards and digital displays as I traveled into a more blue sky sort of environment.
The entire process of moving was slow and gradual, until the tower appeared to be made of crystal and brass in abstract patterns. Clouds were around me as I continued upward and around the structure, until I finally arrived at the top, where an enormous radiant figure stood directing his arms in the manner of an orchestra conductor. To describe the figure, he was bright and shiny, like a gigantic illuminated and animated Academy Award ‘Oscar’ statuette. The light here was nearly blinding with white and magenta hues.
The figure, at once, detected my presence and pointed sharply at me, all of it’s radiance focused on me. I was suddenly engulfed in the brilliant light and became aware of my insignificant size in relation to our galaxy ... I was floating light years from it, lost in the dark void. Our Milky Way looked small and muted in color, like a dying ember. I could feel a pulling sensation from my arms and legs that stretched me to unthinkable and surrealistic lengths, as if I were made of chewing gum. At the moment I swore I would snap in two, I prayed to be awake, and sat up in bed, screaming for help. No matter how many times I had the dream, the results were the same; sheer sweat soaked terror.

The only real difference in the any of the dreams was the first time I awoke from it, was the first time I remembered seeing one of ‘them’ in my room. I didn’t necessarily see ‘them’ after each time I had the dream, sometimes I’d only see shadows on my wall. Sometimes nothing at all unusual.

Fear of alien life, when we encounter them, comes first and foremost from inside ourselves, from the unknowing. It's instinctual. We also sense their life force which is foreign to us, and can be very strong, either pleasant or unpleasant.

We sense the life force of all other beings, but we do not feel earthlings to be foreign. In fact, we hardly notice the familiar sensation except for subtle, individual differences between us.

Sometimes, night terrors may simply be imaginary manifestations of our fears of real and unreal things. For instance, if a child visits a zoo and is afraid of the animals, he may have very terrifying but unrealistic dreams of real animals that may last through life, especially if his fears are never rectified by further experience.

Not all humans have alien encounters, but those who do may have memories of their alien contacts, even from childhood. These memories may morph into just about anything, especially with the help of sensationalism all around us for the subject.

At one time, some alien races were actually abducting some humans, but this was rare compared to all the races visiting and all the consensual contact occurring. Actual abductions are no longer necessary or possible due to the efforts of the organization of our visiting races. However, any personal alien contact may seem initially to the human, to be the popular opinion of "abduction" when little understanding or communication is possible for him.

Thanks for the great posts. Very informing.

Originally posted by TinFoilDerby
It was a slow and gradual trip into the air, spiraling around this ‘pillar’ of activity. At the surface, or ground level, hundreds of dirty creatures in shabby clothes muttered, grunted and jabbered wildly while pushing on huge wooden spokes than turned the pillar. Dust and filth choked the air around them and the lighting was distinctly orange; their faces were utterly caked with the filth, giving them somewhat dark, grotesque, if not, diabolical appearances. Ascending upwards and around the pillar, steam pipes and clockwork gears slowly gave way to the appearance of circuit boards and digital displays as I traveled into a more blue sky sort of environment.

This sounds like the Milky Way in a nutshell: Bright powerful beings living in a paradise built on the backs of tormented slaves. When a person has a near-death experience and sees this paradise, they should wonder who the angels got all their energy from, and then wonder why they're being sent back to Earth to work for said angels.

When you awoke and saw one of 'them', do you mean one of the slave-like creatures?

When you awoke and saw one of 'them', do you mean one of the slave-like creatures?

No. I never saw anything like the shabby people since the dreams. What I saw was green, had a large bald head, red eyes and wore some kind of purple robe/scarf around it’s upper body. Not only was it scary, it really didn’t seem to like me much.

You see, what really disturbs me about what I have seen is it isn’t quite what these hypnotized abduction folks keep claiming to see. These things are green or tan, and there’s significant differences other than just skin color. The tan ones look frail, the green one doesn’t. While both have big heads, the tans seem to have larger ones and their eyes are larger and black. Neither type speaks, but the green one in particular seems very threatening, despite the fact it seems the tans do all the work. When the book, Communion was released, I nearly freaked out in a Books-a-million store. It was close, but not dead on, to what the tans looked like. The eyes are sort of right, if not a little more ‘oriental’ or Asian in nature and there’s more of a rounded forehead to them.

My sister called yesterday, and inspired by a couple of other threads around here, I wanted to discuss the weirdness with her. You see, I had a long term girlfriend who shared encounter experiences with me, and a current wife who’s had brushes with this weirdness too. I wondered if my sister, who’d shared a room with me as a child, had anything other than ghost stories to share. What she shared either means we’re all crazy maybe I’m not as nutty as I had first thought.

She, at first insisted upon nothing but ghostly encounters, weird faces peering at her in the dark and orbs of light. I asked here to describe the faces, which she related to as ugly old men. Then she mentioned the eyes in the closet. I asked what kind of eyes? She said dark and mean looking eyes that would simply watch her. I asked her, in the dark, what made the eyes darker than anything else, surly there must have been a face? She said there was, but it wasn’t as significant as the large spooky dark eyes.

Then she mentioned the man on the stairs. I remembered the incident she spoke of, as it was a traumatic night, although I never asked her about any of her details. That day, my parents had decided to move her into the other bedroom upstairs, and I was rather excited about the prospect of having my own room for once. All of her things, except her bed, were moved into the other room. Her bed, because of a heavy frame, had been left in front of the doorway to my room for easier moving first thing the next day.

We were sent to bed around nine o’clock or so, as was the usual time at our house. I had to climb over her bed to get to mine, as it was blocking the door; I remember being annoyed by that and hoped nothing would hold up my dad on moving that thing as soon as it was daylight. Traditionally, she and I would gab about stupid stuff until late, then when more properly tired, go to sleep. That night was no different than any other, in that sense. Shortly after we stopped talking is when she saw it creeping up the stairs, almost sly in it’s actions, like it didn’t want to be heard - we had notoriously creaky stairs.

The following description is as she relayed it to me on the phone. It moved so smoothly, she told me, that it seemed as if it were floating. It was not transparent or ghostly, and cast a shadow on the hallway of the stairwell from the lamp that stayed on at night to illuminate the stairway to the bathroom downstairs. It was green and bald, with big red eyes and a grinning lipless mouth full of sharp pointed teeth backed with bright red gums. She said it’s skin was textured, like a tapestry, although I’m not sure quite what she meant by that. She claimed it wore a wine colored ‘smoker’s jacket’ with a loosely tied scarf knotted largely under it’s chin. It extended a green hand to her with very long arms, like a monkey’s, in length. It’s hand had thick pointed yellow fingernails, and it beckoned for her to come with it. She covered her head with a pillow, hoping it would go away, but when she peeked out again it had rounded the stairwell and was standing over her in the doorway. She screamed for help repeatedly, And I remember hearing my dad thunder up the stairs. She said it looked over it’s shoulder and vanished as he bolted up the stairs. From where I was, I couldn’t see out the doorway, let alone if anyone was there, but I heard my dad tell her it was a dream and she needed to go back to sleep, even though she was pleading with him not to go back to bed because she wasn’t sleeping and it wasn’t a dream.

Speaking of dreams, she also mentioned a dream she’d had about us playing in our backyard, one that was particularly odd to her because of it’s ‘reality’. Apparently, we were playing ‘Peter Pan’ and flying. I had pointed to the sky, and away we flew. The flight ended with a flash of bright light and we were in a dark place where I was dimly lit by some light. She’d claimed it looked like invisible hands were pushing and pulling at my face, as if it were made of modeling clay, then it was stretched as if it were made of chewing gum - her words.

That, in it’s self, might be nothing, except for the fact I never told her about being stretched in a dream, nor had I told her, or anyone, about a flying episode I had because it seemed too crazy, but in light of what she reviled, I told her about that experience. We were playing out back, and I remember hiding behind a bush near our property line. I saw a light in the sky and tried to show it to my sister, then I flew into the air towards the light. There was a flash, and I remember being in a dark room, my only company being a tan being that I didn’t seem too concerned with. I was focused on the doorway, where a line of people were walking down the hall, led by another tan guy. My sister was no where to be found, but the tan in the room with me kept trying to get my attention and keep me from watching the others. He smelled bad to me and I wanted to go home, and frankly that’s it. I don’t remember how I got back from any of that or if anything else happened from there.

My sister and I both had mentioned, in passing, the yard we played in of the dream/experience as still having the old apple tree in it. Lightning had struck the tree when we were young, and it needed to be cut down. That would place us to be around 5-6 years old at the time. Sometimes when we talk about the past, it’s hard for us to get a handle on exactly what happened in what order, because we were bounced around a lot between family members, as our dad worked steady and our mother worked sporadically. She remembers things that I should have and didn’t and I remember further back than she does at times, but I am about a year and a half older than her.

To this day, she has the most violently irrational fear of clowns and stark white faces, although I don’t recall us ever going to a circus with clowns. Incidentally, while I was stationed in Japan, white faced Geisha-like performers creeped the living hell out of me. Any connection? I don‘t know, it just occurred to me as another odd coincidence.

I’m convinced we have seen and experienced very similar things, especially concerning the entities involved. I have no physical proof of any of this, and just the testimony of three women, two of which are more reluctant to talk about it. Something strange is going on, and continues to do so … I’m still looking for answers, and probably will for quite some time. But this isn’t something I want any special attention for, I just want it explained - by the beings responsible if at all possible, as people always either claim it’s either sleep paralysis or an over active imagination or something like that. I don’t hear voices, I’ve never hallucinated and I sure as hell know the difference between a dream and what is really happening.

I’ve been developing theories about them for over 30 years now, but that’s all they are - guesses based on the few disturbing and disjointed memories I have. I guess I’m posting them here to see if anyone else makes any sense of it, or maybe it’ll help validate someone else’s experience

I once dream't I was a captain scarlet, I've been scared of CD reflections ever since. what does this mean?

Originally posted by GlassRunner
Theres another dream that had the same terror feeling but I think it was worse. This one consisted of a flat plain of land that was PERFECTLY smooth. It went as far as I could see. It was the unflawed smoothness that terrified me. There was an oval shapped object on the plain. Could this have been ice or an ocean without waves on a planet without a moon?

OK, thats freaky! It sounds as odd as my childhood frequent night terrors. I have difficulty describing this but Ill give it a go.

Im travelling really really fast down a wire, hair-thin it is. My perspective in the dream is just above this, all else is black. Speeding at incredible speeds I see an amazingly huge knot, impossible huge but it isnt bending this hair-thin wire at all. The fear turns into acute anxiety as I approach this knot. I dont recall anything after seeing the knot looming towards me.

My fella suggested to me that I was in the dream twice, inside the wire and floating above it. When he suggested that and explained that while in the wire you wouldnt be able to see the knot, it would continue to look like a straight path, or even a stationary spot. But only from veiwing it from above could I see 'the reality' of what was going on.

I had this dream alot when I was very young and has pretty much decreased in frequency as an adult. I have a feeling it may have been about what happens before birth - the entering into a human body perhaps? Or a memory of that creepy soul collector?

That, in it’s self, might be nothing, except for the fact I never told her about being stretched in a dream

This stretching might be a literal action. Spirits seem to have two parts: A luminous orb, and an outer membrane that's often shaped like a human but is elastic and can take any form. It can be stretched around.

I searched for that Communion book - was this the image you were talking about? taskboy.com...
Despite the tons of alien pictures I've seen, this made me jump for some reason - I almost felt faint. It's not particularly ugly, but it struck me like something that was really there.

It could be that your story left me jumpy. I don't know.

Your dream sounds like a communication from the alien you saw when you woke up. You probably know that by now. I'm not sure what it was saying, but the dream seems like a layout of the Milky Way's condition: Slaves living in horrid environments, being used to create the paradise inhabited by the brighter more aristocratic beings. The bright entity you saw at the top of the tower acts like most angels I've read of, saying you're inferior and worthless.

The tower is the linear progress of a planet, as set by the angels. They have a system of developing the galaxy by sending 'low-level' spirits to new planets, and these planets have dark, hot, dirty conditions. Spirits on new planets are the lowest slaves and are used to improve the planet's condition until it's suitable for 'higher-level' spirits and organisms to move in. When that time comes, there's a mass extinction of the slaves and they're left as disembodied spirits again. Some slave-spirits are allowed to stay and live in the new more heavenly environment (that's about 10% of the population) while the rest are sent to another hellish new planet for more slave work. This pattern occurs over and over as the planet is introduced to higher technologies and higher spirits, who will live in the better environment produced by the lower spirits before them.

These alien pests you're seeing may be left over from the last iteration. Just a wild guess.

Angels give all sorts of justifications for this system, some which are utterly inconsistent. When you argue against them, their kind caring justifications always become "You're an unworthy low-level spirit and will obey us or face another 10,000 years of death and suffering." Most people figure "Well, angels know best" at that point. In the end it's a system of control in which 5% of the galaxy's population uses the rest for slavery.

Going back to the tower you saw - Earth is obviously at the level with the circuitry and digital displays. Anytime within the next 200 years, there'll be another mass extinction (Judgment Day) after which the planet shifts to a new environment. The next shift is said to be a place where thoughts can warp the scenery, like in a dream or an out-of-body experience. I guess that's what the abstract crystal forms meant.

I still don't know why the alien would show you this, but off-worlders are weird like that. All they seem to think about is the hierarchy.

Dae and Glassrunner,

I believe both of you are describing "birth memory" dreams. Quite a few people have them.. common features include

1. A feeling of anxiety... yet not entirely unpleasant.
2. Sensations of contrast.. e.g. smooth/jagged, black/white, etc.. was the smooth plain pure white per chance?
3. often happens when you're ill/fevered. Happens more when you're young.. getting rarer into your twenties.
4. Sometimes a feeling of passing down a tunnel.

I've spoken to a few people about these, and experiences are similar. I must admit I've never heard of anyone getting the "large people" element... though I guess it could make sense.

Yeah, Zareste … that’s the one.

Funny, I never noticed the thing as almost smiling before. I can’t recall the tans having any real emotional display. My sister claims the green smiled, but I took whatever going on with it’s mouth as anything but mirth.

Interesting note about elasticity of the soul ... It felt very real and I was very desperate. But that raises even more questions, like what purpose would that serve? Why would they do something like that? Were they even responsible for doing it, as my sister claimed she didn’t see anyone or anything doing the stretching .. But she also said it was part of her dream, which means it could have been just that, a dream … which was also part of mine, which seems insane. Can siblings share dreams, or could this really have happened? I am even more confused … it seems too similar to be coincidence, considering the obvious resemblances between her experience and mine. I just don’t know.

As far as your dream interpretation goes, it’s as valid as any other, I suppose. I mean - I sure as heck don’t know … I’m not even sure if it’s really key to understanding anything. Or maybe it is? Clearly, it must be metaphoric, and I’m still open to alternative interpretations. Thanks, Zareste.

Zareste
You have some interesting info on angels, Id like to know where you get your info from, I would like to follow it up.

Nightmares do not mean you have been adupted.
Please don't lick the floors. I can't stress this enough; please don't lick the floor.

And the ability to type does not equate any manner of brain activity.

No one has claimed to have been 'adupted' or even adopted for that matter. I'd ask for clarification on this matter, but you'd probably only continue to defecate your pearls of wisdom in this thread.

If you have nothing constructive or enlightening to add to this thread, then don't. I can't stress this enough; If you have nothing constructive or enlightening to add to this thread, then don't.

Originally posted by MozartSeason
Nightmares do not mean you have been adupted.
Please don't lick the floors. I can't stress this enough; please don't lick the floor.

Are you saying the smooth surface was of me lying on the floor as an infant?

Originally posted by nowthenlookhere
Dae and Glassrunner,

I believe both of you are describing "birth memory" dreams. Quite a few people have them.. common features include

1. A feeling of anxiety... yet not entirely unpleasant.
2. Sensations of contrast.. e.g. smooth/jagged, black/white, etc.. was the smooth plain pure white per chance?
3. often happens when you're ill/fevered. Happens more when you're young.. getting rarer into your twenties.
4. Sometimes a feeling of passing down a tunnel.

I too wondered if the night terrors were memories from when I was very young.

1. It wasnt a feeling of anxiety it was TERROR!
2. I dont remember a color.
3. Dont know if I was sick
4. Dont remember a tunnel. Although, I was born by caesarean section.

Originally posted by Watcher of the Watchers
Zareste You have some interesting info on angels, Id like to know where you get your info from

All over the place. I studied near-death experiences years ago to figure out the biophysics behind a spirit. I figured if I could comprehend a spirit's structure, I could find a way to shift to spirit form at will, instead of using the mindless meditation methods people talk about. I skeptically read the stories, but noticed patterns consistently told by people who had no contact with each other.

In most stories, the person was met by his favorite religious figure (Jesus/Buddha/Muhammad), but some people asked if this was really the religious figure, and the religious figure revealed that he was just an angel pretending to be that figure. They justify this as "making Heaven easier for the person to understand", but most of the time the pretender doesn't reveal himself and the person having the NDE goes back to Earth thinking they saw Jesus. I have to wonder if a person's dead relatives are also fake when they appear in an NDE.

In each story, the person was told that humanity is stupid and reckless, and that he/she was badly behaved.
They're always told they need to preach the word of God more often.
They're usually told about an upcoming Judgment Day in which 90% of Earth life is brutally killed off. The angels appear to enjoy talking about this and make it sound glorious.
The angels are unconcerned with mass suffering and death, but are very occupied with politics and capitalism. You could tell them about people being raped and killed and the angels will talk about the one-world government they have planned.
Angels often say they like Europe and the US better than other countries. They say they directed Columbus to America on purpose. I later read in a history book that Columbus had seen a bright light moving over his ships and his compasses started spinning out of control at one point.
The angels talk using politician-tactics and will answer questions without answering them.
They always detach themselves from things that are their fault. When they kill someone, they say 'the person's time had come'. The mass slaughter of Judgment Day is considered a 'necessary inconvenience'.
The person is usually sent back to their pain-wracked body against their will. Angels pretend to give the person an option, saying "would you like to stay here or go back?" When the person wants to stay, the angel says "but what about your friends?" When the person insists, the angel says "but your family needs you". In one case the person insisted three times and was told "If you don't go back now, you'll have to go back later to finish your time" - in other words people are unwillingly incarnated. Nobody wants to be here.

Anyway I noticed this exact same behavior in alien interactions and channelings. The personalities between aliens during abductions and angels during NDEs are exactly the same. Their sense of detachment from your pain, their love of politics, their plans in regards to Earth and Judgment Day, the way they behave like your owner. If I didn't know better, I'd have sworn the hideous humanoid aliens and the glorious angels were the same race. I then read an out-of-body account wherein a person's angel told him he'd be abducted in a year. The person protested and the angel said "it'll be okay". Angels not only know the date of these abductions, but take delight in them.

The 'phases of a planet' theory is based on alien/angel contacts and Earth's history. Archeologists note Earth's 5 mass extinctions - 72.14.203.104...:9LhNJtHtZmEJ:www.global-mindshift.org/make/pdfs/MassExtinction.pdf+earth+%225+mass+extinctions&hl=en&gl=us&ct=clnk &cd=1&lr=lang_en
I appear to be out of space (4000 characters maximum) but I can elaborate further
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[edit on 9/2 by Zareste]

Actually Zareste, any thing else you might have to add concerning your research or insight to these celestial beings would be most welcomed, as I, for one, find your interpretations well thought out and very intriguing.

Please, do continue.

Theres another dream that had the same terror feeling but I think it was worse. This one consisted of a flat plain of land that was PERFECTLY smooth. It went as far as I could see. It was the unflawed smoothness that terrified me. There was an oval shapped object on the plain. Could this have been ice or an ocean without waves on a planet without a moon?

I have seen something like this in a vivid dream, flat land, its like a planet, or at least goes on for as far as the eye can see, above it are clouds, below, perfectly smooth black, just like shiny marble but without the veins and patterns, just black, now this is the disturbing part, on top of this was human bodies, or looks to be, only the bodies are wrong, they appear twisted, I think some are missing limbs, the bodies go on as far as the eyes can see, they are lay squirming on the smooth black surface, they are in great suffering, it was quite disturbing. I am flying over this and looking at it all, really the place was like hell, only its a strange hell with that plain black smooth floor as a surface. I got the idea there was places even worse than this.

Anyway, that planet surface you said, it reminds me of that dream, with its flat totally smooth surface, the smoothness was disturbing as its not natural, or natural for us. The black shiny surface looks the same as dreams I have had with 'encounters' as I shall call it, its in a dark room you can only see what is illuminated, so you cannot see the rooms edges, they are in blackness, in the room are black slabs, they look like they are made of the same stuff I noted before, anyway these slabs are used as beds or tables, people are placed on them and 'situations' are run, the slab seems like a device, like it records, or takes something in, like the black thing takes in something, perhaps it takes in emotions, its all really quite strange.

What Zareste says gets my interest, as what I see its seems that these aliens/angels are running this reality/universe, they seem to be very interested in evolution and they seem somewhat less angelic as some would believe.

Zareste, do you believe there are 2 sides to this, perhaps in opposition, or only one group.
Also do you think they have a god or follow one. Like angels do they serve a god.


[edit on 2-9-2006 by Watcher of the Watchers]

Oh, and when I said "alien interactions and changelings" above, I meant "alien interactions and channelings". Weird typo.

Originally posted by Watcher of the Watchers
Zareste, do you believe there are 2 sides to this, perhaps in opposition, or only one group.
Also do you think they have a god or follow one. Like angels do they serve a god.

Angels have spun a huge web of lies so it's hard to tell which side opposes which. The Hebrew Bible doesn't even mention Lucifer 'falling from Heaven' - it's completely made up in the King James translation - 72.14.203.104...:WGtmhfGkqb8J:bible.cc/isaiah/14-12.htm+site:bible.cc+%22Lucifer,+son+of+the+morning&hl=en&gl=us&ct=clnk&cd=1&lr=la ng_en scroll down for the different translations. Lucifer's name wasn't even mentioned in that line of the Hebrew bible - it was talking about the fall of the king of Babylon.

Nonetheless Jehovah and Lucifer seem perfectly real, and have been at each other's throat for a while now. They may be part of the same hierarchy and resemble Zues and Hades more closely, hating each other even if the agenda is the same.

I'm not sure how high this system of control goes, either. It could be a bunch of opposing factions throughout the Milky Way, or one huge intergalactic hierarchy under which different leaders fight for higher positions. I'm leaning toward the latter.

The earliest record of the angels (sky spirits or sky gods as they were called) I've seen are kept by the Dogons - www.sacredsites.com... who say they met a civilization called the 'Nommo' who "arrived in a vessel along with fire and thunder". The Nommo came from a planet orbiting Sirius B (a star which was also important to the Egyptians), and they gave the usual religious teachings, demanded worship, and told a creation story which displays mankind as an inferior race who needs to obey these sky-gods. The same story was told to most civilizations on the eastern continents (Israelites, Egyptians, Greeks, other Africans) in altered forms. The Nommo also said "A Nommo would come and be crucified on a tree, but would resurrect and return to his home world. He would later return in the future to revisit the Earth."

The estimated date for the Dogon/Nommo meeting was around 3,500 BC, which marks the beginning of angel involvement on Earth. Though, Jehovah told Moses he created the universe around 4,000 BC, so that might be the real date of their arrival. From there on, the angels hijacked Earth's spirit incarnation cycle so now when people die, they're taken to one of the angels' cities (Heaven) which exist plainly in our upper troposphere using the same electrogravitational method used in average space ships. (this info based on near-experiences wherein people were taken to a city hidden in the clouds) From that city, the disembodied spirit is judged by a panel of angels who decide whether he'll be sent back to Earth for another life or sent to another planet.

Now, the biggest alien force on Earth would be Jehovah of Sirius, who isn't nearly the omnipotent god he acts like. He started off ruling the Israelites and prevailed using war tactics and his guise as a savior. Israelites have destroyed any records of meeting Jehovah, so we can only gather information about his origins from other civilizations. If the Dogons' texts are accurate, Sirius was only selected to govern the Milky Way by a higher order, so Jehovah and other gods are only local tyrants to the galaxy. Therefore 'God' is not a proper title for Jehovah at all - he's just one of many. Jesus himself referred to his superiors by many names - Elohim, Jehovah, Mother of All, Holy Spirit - all of which were turned into 'God' during translation.

From there and up the hierarchy, the tyrants become more anonymous and less tangible, so I wouldn't know who's governing intergalactic space. I think the Kabbalah has more info on entities higher than Jehovah