posted on Mar, 17 2011 @ 10:05 PM
Usually, the experience can be likened to people who have post-traumatic stress, even after their memory is erased, they don't actually want to
remember the experience. Today I think I was taken aboard a ship of some kind, I have a dream of walking around various areas, in what looked like a
hospital, my memory is not clear and my imagination filled in the gaps, but I definitley remember walking around and exploring a kind of facility. I
fear that the aliens are trying to groom me for something or rather, as if, when I am abducted, they communicate with me and teach me things etc etc,
and then, when the time comes (so to speak) they will take me and I will remember everything that they have told me. I think that is their plan, they
seem to take a very innocent part of myself, however, I strongly suspect that thier mind control is what makes me behave in that manner. I usually
walk around with a paranoid look on my face, as if the people around me are alien, however, in my daily life, I think I am almost perpetually
re-living various abduction experiences. I get the idea that they are trying to change me, or trying to convince me to join them or something. They
don' t seem to understand, the part of me that they take is not my complete consciousness, it is merely a representation of me, me, myself, I am a
completley different soul to what they imagine, or rather, what they are trying to program me to become. I was sure that it was a kind of beaming
device, as I remember the sensation of my soul/astral body being "beamed" out of my physical body. I suspect that the aliens are having a hard time
accepting life-after-death, and have basically managed to figure out how the mind and memories, how the energies of the body translate into what can
be loosley termed as an "individual" - I get the idea that they clone themselves, and "transfer" thier "consciousness" into a new body each time
their body "dies" - however, I think they fail to grasp what a soul really is, they have managed to encapsulate what they think is "me" into some
kind of astral body, however, that astral body, is not actually "me" - I, am something beyond that. Its funny, each time they try to wipe my mind, I
wake up, and after a few hours my real soul activates my body and my natural energies start to flow again. I kind of feel sorry for them, because I am
not going to turn up to their party when they decide to call me.