I HAVE A BUNCH of PERSONAL STORIES! My mother was killed there. Before she died she told me somethings. She was a new-age crystal type who may have
had some christian leanings later in life, but she was certainly NOT the kind of person to label newagers as "Satanists" keep that in mind: She said
that Sedona had a huge population of satanists and CIA people. she told me how one time she came home and there was blood on her windows and a
lamb/goat leg on her roof (this is in suburbia, a few minutes walk from a shopping center, grocery-stores, etc.). She said that she thought one of her
old boyfriends (whom she still loved and had contact with) his wife and mother of his child was a "top" satanist. It just so happened, that he and his
wife lived between my mom and the town, so she had to drive by that house to come and go. One night, with her new boyfriend (seed like a CIA type to
me) they were riding back home on his motorcycle and they crashed and died right next to the house of her ex-boyfriend (the one with the satanist wife
who was jealous). My mom had often talked of being spiritually under attack by this woman. There is a police report of the accident, but I have
suspected it might have been faked.
Here's another: a few years before that we went camping off some dirt road in the area and we saw two slow moving craft create an X with chemtrails
not far above our heads. This scared me (due to the other worldly feeling, it did not seem like a normal thing at all, and I remember thinking/saying
a lot about "X marks the spot", and so we went for a walk towards a more established area where the paved road was. When we got to the paved road we
stumbled right into a hot pursuit car chase. By this time it was just towards the end of sunset/twilight so the car lights were on but there was a
fraction of light left in the sky and the earth was dark (the ground went up in the direction in which the sun had set so we were also in an
especially dark spot but this trick probably would have worked elsewhere at that same time it was pretty dark). One car drove by us very quickly and
right in front of us slammed on its breaks in one of those stops that turns the car around, and stopped in on a section of dirt shoulder just up the
road from us. It immediately turned off its headlights! Then the other car that apparently had been chasing it (neither of these cars appeared to be
cop cars) flew by at very high speeds (it was a bit of a winding road but they were going really fast) apparently not noticing the other car hiding
off to the side until they were pretty much guaranteed to pass it. As soon as the second car passed, the first car immediately turned it lights on,
flipped around and chased it's pursuer over the hill. It was the weirdest thing. Anyway, at that point I was good and freaked out and my mom and I ran
back to our tents, gathered a couple of critical items, and went home immediately. She went back the next day to get the tent and portable shower and
other stuff that we'd left there.
Another time a friend of hers took a picture of what appeared a lot like a startrek beam down/up in progress, but the woman who took it assumed it
must have been an angel. It definitely was some sort of beam looking thing on an area in front of the viewer, in broad daylight (NOT a lens flare),
nothing but sandstone and a few desert bushes around. She took the photo of the beam, not of people or anything in particular. Someday if I get back
to my storage unit I'll find the picture and try to upload it here.
I also have a few UFO/Abduction incidents from my childhood there, your post had me looking at the old houses on Google street view,.. Wow, to
think,.. that's where I was when it happened. Those events shaped my life, gave me knowledge before I was even a teenager that provided me with an
understandings most adults never even consider as plausible. I can see my bedroom from the street, the one where most of the experiences happened. It
brings up so many other peaceful memories as well. Where the skunk lived and would come to drink, where the cat killed a humming bird, where the
garden was. I miss it. I miss her. But I remember it like it was yesterday. I'm not sure if I want to reveal them, they are some of the most personal
things of my entire being.
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