Hey Regan,

Why are we still talking? Lots of questions, no satisfactory answers. You can spend a lifetime doing this and the answers still are not satisfactory. If a person did not actually have a deep abiding interest, it would be very easy to become jaded or bored and just move on to something else.

But honestly, would that be satisfactory?

The lack of answers has not caused my interest to flag. It has made me recognize that the answers are not as important as the quest. Something fishy is going on here. You can speculate about it. That is most likely delusional. You can get deep into the lore and learn what the "aliens" say about themselves (always hearsay and not trustworthy - but can be interesting). You can go deep into Contactee lore, which no "rational" types will touch with a ten-foot pole. (I just got my new issue of the UFO Mag.and we both did positive columns on Contactees, how cool is that?)

I have finally decided that consolatory answers are for wimps. If you want answers, you are probably barking up the wrong tree. Let's just pretend that this is a study of questions. The answers will have to wait until the green guys, or the feds, are good and ready to give them to us.

I have a sneaking suspicion that, when that finally happens (in our lifetime, please), those answers won't be completely satisfactory either...

Answers aren't what they're cracked up to be, true; at best they lead to better questions, which may be a kind of answer, the better answer, perhaps.

It's easy to get jaded, and slip into the mindset of "oh just another case of missing time" or "oh boy one more abductee." I've experienced this attitude myself when speaking to a group of people supposedly interested in the UFO phenomenon. I talked about my experience with missing time, which happened almost six years ago now. The audience stared at me in silence. I had just told them I had 25 minutes I couldn't account for after witnessing six huge lights in the sky and the audience looked on the verge of yawning.

Maybe they thought 25 minutes wasn't long enough for anything really "cool" to have happened to me. I'm left wondering why people interested in UFOs would fall asleep when someone talks about missing time. Have we really gotten that accustomed to such claims? Jeez, I hope not!

Perhaps you're feeling restless because it's becoming increasingly clear that we're using outdated (and possibly harmful) tools to support a picture of what's going on that doesn't actually reflect what's going on. (Not that we can say what is going on, but it's growing clear what is not: space doctors diddling our junk.)

Maybe all of that is catching up with you (and me and a whole host of people) all at the same time now and we're ready for what's next. Where's that big revelation that clears it all up? What is the smoke monster on "Lost?"

Sorry. Wrong forum.

Jeremy,

You said, "Perhaps you're feeling restless because it's becoming increasingly clear that we're using outdated (and possibly harmful) tools to support a picture of what's going on that doesn't actually reflect what's going on. (Not that we can say what is going on, but it's growing clear what is not: space doctors diddling our junk.)"

I agree, except for that last part about space doctors diddling our junk.

Yep, space doctors is a little too subjective a description. But if we actually go back and look at human folklore, we find that there are all sorts of beings, in a great variety of cultural settings, apparently diddling the junk of the natives.

If these are bizarre human fantasies, then why do so many different cultures seem to have them? You have your incubus and succubus, fairy trysts, mid-wifing, changelings and mysterious lovers from somewhere else. I ran into another similar story of a star crossed lover in an ancient Polynesian story recently.

Either we have very active fantasies about strangers diddling our junk, or there actually is some kind of unnatural junk diddling going on. To my mind, there are far too many of these types of tales for it not to have some basis in reality.

Could be. And, in fact, I don't discount the junk-diddling. I just see (as do you) that there is a much deeper thing going on of which that might be a (I'd argue minor) part.

We humans are perhaps even a tad psychotic with regard to even the mere concept of diddling, at all. Who diddles and why? Who shall be diddled and where? Who is the diddler, and who the diddlee? Maybe, too, the genitals are only metaphor.

I think the problem lies in ourselves not in the phenomenon. I share your somewhat wearied position but that is only a natural perhaps even a cyclic shade in a spectrum of attitudes that we all sort through in trying to pin the tale on a singular donkey when we may be dealing with a herd. I am posting on my own site a series of short essays examining the abduction phenomenon and if any aspect or facet of the UFO phenomenon is voted upon for having the most noise to signal ratio, this has to be it.Despite that I think we have a deceptions within deceptions which hands the knife by the handle to lazy intellects, reductionists and would be cargo cultists. My advice as I have taken my own to some good effect is to take whatever time is required and work this viral questioning out of one's system, in order to reboot by leaving this cantankerous octopus in the tank we have created for it. It will still be there when we return. I find (for what it's worth) that sometimes the more we push, the more we get pulled, the harder we look for answers, the more obtuse the doldrums become. Desire plays such a larger role than we assume in this in attempting to possess by proxy, what we lack. In times like this we all deserve to hand ourselves a break from hardscrabble digging once in a while.

My Missing Time. December 1996

I was driving home from Greenport LI, NY to Smithtown LI, NY. I left Greenport at about 0130 hours with my girlfriend. We had an experience near the Brookhaven Natl. Labs on our way to 495 from rte 25. At some point I was driving and she started to hit me on my should yelling "something happened, we've being abducted or something", she was hysterical. I was calm, I remember her getting so angry about me staying calm.

When I realized that over an hour had passed I started to share in her need for a reason. We found out later that it was more like 1.5 hours gone wihtout explanation.

I can say that I remember the sensation that I had just started to accelerate when I remember my memory returning acutely. I was driving a Saab 9000 luxury sedan at 100MPH which was and is normal for me. If I had blacked out we wuld have hit a tree and died.

My father remembers me coming home very upset, very late. My girlfriend and I broke up soon after. I am now 34 and I remember this; soemthing happened that night, something that I cannot explain and that I shared with my closest friend and she was so destraught by it she could not even speak to me about it ever again.

When I think about it or try to talk about it I get sick to my stomach, I cry uncontrolably and it is like I am having a physical response to the memory or attempt to remember. I know that we are not crazy, I know that something happened to me. I think it is very bizzare that it happened on the cut through at Brookhaven National Labs, as there is a history of UFO sighting and activity there.

I wonder what happened. I tried hypnosis and the guy thought I was a liar but I am not. Please email me with your thoughts.

Regan wrote: "Are UFOs and aliens attracted to, not just particular families, but place? Like ghosts who haunt the same locale, is there something about specific areas that attract UFOs and their entities? I don't necessarily mean UFO or paranormal "hot spots" or vortexes, as in a gateway. I mean some sort of physical attractant that causes the UFO and or aliens to visit again and again. " - - - - -

This made me think of something I read (maybe Keel or Vallee or someone else)...Anyway, there were accounts in the U.K. of reports going back centuries right up through modernity, of aerial and ufo sightings over leylines (which pagan sites were built on and then churches were built over), as well as mushroom connections (underground mushroom 'roots' can extend for many miles). I don't know what it means, but it stayed with me and came to mind when I read your essay.

~ Susan

Susan,

You might want to read Philip Imbrogno's "Interdimensional Universe". This book was published recently and goes in depth on this subject. His theory is that there are points on the earth that act as "interdimensional portals" that allow for the passing of non-material phenomena such as spirits, ghosts, UFOs and other supernatural beings into and out of our presence in the material world.

This is an interesting theory and one which Imbrogno backs up with quite a lot of statistical data. I think that this theory, as limited as it is, provides a much more filled out explanation for the presence of alternate realities hidden, as the old saying goes, behind a very thin veil. To my mind it is the acknowledgment of the existence of parallel realities, whether they be the generative quantum matrix or "zero point" field, or a spiritual realm inhabited by beings of a lesser "substance" that will be a key to understanding both the UFO question and the ultimate meaning of our material reality as well.

Mike

Mike, I went to half.com and ordered it! Thankyou for the recommendation! I like Imbrogno's book that he co-wrote with the late Dr. Hynek - Night Siege - and look forward to reading Interdimensional Universe.

~ Susan