posted on Jan, 11 2014 @ 03:16 PM
reply to post by Joneselius
One strong reaction I had to the experience of witnessing three "ships" flying directly overhead - between 100 and 150 ft above - was that of anger.
These things exhibited the most concentrated energy, a type of which would be impossible to even imagine. Yet, here they were, silently cruising over
us, and within 6 or 7 minutes they were below the distant horizon and out of our view. Here's the anger part: these rat bastards were looking at us,
in the hovels we call homes, in the cesspool we all languish in. Maybe I'm not adequately proud of my type, when I say we can use the help. And these
"things" we're out on a cruise, operating vehicles run on some exquisite energy. Prime directive, explained my brother, who was with me. But it
smacked of indifference to me