When studying life's origins we can only examine the life on one planet, namely Earth. Here on our home planet life exhibits some strange traits that lead to more questions than answers:

• If life evolved from single-celled bacteria, as evolutionists claim, why do bacteria still exist?
• How did single-celled organisms turn into multicellular life?
• Why did a bevy of bizarre life-forms pop up during the Cambrian, over 500 million years ago, only to die off as suddenly as they appeared?
• Why do living things seem to change suddenly, in leaps?
• Why is the DNA of all humans so similar, more similar than among members of any other species?

These are just a few of the questions left unanswered by evolutionary theories. The majority of people who don't subscribe to evolution may believe in any number of alternative scenarios, from divine creation to alien intervention. What about a combination of those two ideas? The questions stated above suggest to me that someone has been playing around with life in a grand experiment to see exactly what they can cook up if they try. Take the explosion-extinction cycle—life will explode into an amazing variety of forms in a geological heartbeat, then be killed off just as quickly. While scientists hypothesize about what caused these mass extinctions, none of those hypotheses can be tested and therefore none of them can be demonstrated to be fact. We can't crash a meteor into the earth to test the idea such an impact killed off the dinosaurs.

The homogenous nature, and the strangeness, of human DNA also suggests tinkering. We are more genetically similar to each other than are two chimpanzees, the species scientists label as our closest living relatives. Genes represent as little as 1% of our entire genetic code, with the rest consisting of DNA and other molecules that behave in ways no one yet understands. Scientists estimate we share 98% of our DNA with chimps, yet that little bit makes all the difference. Even genes we have in common are different in humans. The gene FOXP2, for instance, is present in most animals but only humans can speak because, as scientists recently discovered, the human version of FOXP2 includes a couple tiny differences that completely change the gene's function.

Did aliens create life on earth, then tinker with it? It's possible. But if aliens did create life on Earth then we must ask another question—who or what created the aliens? God, evolution, or... What do you think?

Learn more about the riddles of evolution in my book The Evolution Conspiracy, available now, and on my Evolution Conspiracy blog.

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References

Henderson, Mark. "FOXP2 Gene Shows Why We Can Talk, but Chimps Can't Answer Back." The Times, 12 November 2009. <http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/science/biology_evolution/article6913225.ece>

"On Darwin's Birthday, Only 4 in 10 Believe in Evolution." Gallup, 11 February 2009. <http://www.gallup.com/poll/114544/Darwin-Birthday-Believe-Evolution.aspx>

There's more to life than recreation —

more, perhaps, than procreation!

There's more completing ones whole life

that goes ignored in baseless fright!

We are power we don't use. I've said it many times. Our reach is exponential and our grasp the gold we find.

It seems that witnesses have been seeing orange (and sometimes green or other colored) orb UFOs. These are not orbs as in spirit orbs, which are very different, but spheres -- round objects -- that are craft, or machine, or something "nuts and bolts."

These sightings are occurring now, but go back a ways as well. One woman who appeared on the program, her identity disguised, saw one of these orbs when she was a child. My own sighting took place over twenty-five years ago in Eugene, Oregon.

There are many parallels to my orange orb sighting -- and the sighting that started me on my path of exploration into UFOs -- and the ones discussed in the UFO Hunters episode. Many witnesses reported feelings of dread, of fear, though some had experienced feelings of elation, upon seeing these orbs. I had both: feelings of a happy intrigue when I first saw the orb, and a real goofy, almost psychedelic response right after seeing it. And yet, even though I actually walked to the front door after going inside, with the intent of going back outside to look for the orb, I couldn't do it. I couldn't open the door. I remember thinking how odd it was that here I just saw an incredible thing -- experienced an incredible thing -- yet couldn't make myself go outside to look further.  I also had the most terrifying dreams of my life right after seeing the orb. These dreams were always the same: I'm paralyzed inside a brilliant white beam of light that is so bright I can almost see through things. There is something huge above me, some kind of object. My husband is nearby but has been taken from me and I'm screaming for him, for "them" to return us to. . . or get us out of, wherever the hell we are.

These orbs were described by witnesses as being basket ball sized, or even larger, like a beach ball. That's exactly how I've been describing the size of the orb I saw for all these years. Witnesses also said they felt a premonition, or some kind of telepathic communication between the orb and themselves; I also had that experience when I first saw the orb. I had glanced up having noticed the orb, which I estimated to be about a mile away. I had the distinct feeling it was waiting for me, and as soon as I thought "What the hell is that thing?" it zoomed right to me, following us along the road. (Witnesses also reported they were followed by the orbs.)  As we turned the corner to go home (our house was right around the corner) the orb stopped for a moment above a house across the road from us, then just sank down, "landing" in the backyard. Similar behavior was reported by witnesses on the UFO Hunters episode.

People have asked me if there were lights on this thing, and I've always described it as a real, physical craft (as opposed to a cloud, or a spirit orb, etc.) and no lights on it, or around it, but lit from within. Witnesses on UFO Hunters described their orbs the same way.

Missing time was mentioned by at least one witness; I also experienced missing time in connection with this orb, as did my husband.

On this last point, there's something very strange. To this day, after countless discussions, my husband and I still differ on some things. These points  of disagreement were brought up again as we were watching UFO Hunters. He insisted we saw the orange orb when we lived on Hilyard street... I had to remind him of the detail of that sighting, which happened when we were on Friendly street. At first he was almost angry, denying it, but then  he seemed to then remember that yes, we were living on Friendly street when we saw the orange orb, but the missing time happened when we were on Hilyard, during a different UFO sighting. But neither of us can remember where we were coming from when we saw the orb. Where had we been? Why can't we remember? It was dark when we saw the orb; where would we be coming from in that direction? We were on our way in back to town when we saw the orange orb-- so where were we? We don't know. Does this mean we have had three episodes of missing time? (We did have a sighting of a silver craft, hovering about a hundred feet above a field in the same area around the same time; there are some cover memories and other odd things about that sighting as well.)

Recently, I posted on my blog The Orange Orb my experiment of trying to remember these missing time events. Maybe with focused intent, through dreams and other methods, I can uncover what happened.

When I had my orb sighting all those years ago, I read every book I could find on UFOs. I found all kinds of fascinating information, but nothing that came close to describing what I saw. Yet UFO Hunters showed us that these orb sightings have been experienced by many, and are still happening.

Was the orb I saw the same kind of orb talked about in UFO Hunters? Sounds like it. While the time line is different -- mine was over twenty-five years ago, and, from what I could find at the time, didn't seem to match up with any reports -- there were witnesses who'd seen orbs long ago, as well as more recently.

Lots of speculation on what the orbs are of course from witnesses and researchers, but we can't say for sure. What did I see that night? An orange orb lit from within, the size of a beach ball, that followed me, seemed to be waiting for me, could read my thoughts. Where did it come from, who made it and why, what did it want -- those are questions I have no answer for, even after all these years.

Even after all the research I've done into UFOs from so many perspectives, I am still reluctant to come out and say "it was aliens." I don't know it was aliens. But what else could it be? Around and around we go. Government ops? Quite possible, and yet, just as many things wrong with that theory as there are right. Mental illness? Sigh. Well, then that means both my husband and I are mentally ill, and so are hundreds of thousands of people all over the world. So really, all other explanations are fantastic -- which does not mean impossible, just fantastic. Time travelers, time slips, fairies, aliens, tulpas ... whatever, something damn stange that we have yet to figure out.

Wolf Dream

I had the following dream last night, after watching the UFO Hunters episode and writing the above entry. The dream didn't have anything to do with UFOs or my orb experience in specifics, but when I woke up, my first thought about the dream was that it was connected to the orange orb sighting. The dream had a definite UFO vibe:

Nervous Wolves
It's nighttime, and very, very dark. Ink black. I'm outside the house I live in, which is a white, small little building -- there is only an upstairs, like a small apartment, that is reached by a narrow flight of stairs. The stairs are inside, in other words, they're surrounded by walls. There's nothing underneath, just the covered stairs leading up to the apartment, which sits on a little hill. This place is surrounded by woods, the trees are bare. It's impossible to see into the woods since it is so dark.

For some reason, I'm outside the house/apartment. I'm surrounded by my "pets" which are wolves, and wolf hybrids. The wolves are very nervous, agitated. Even though these animals are "mine" we have an odd relationship. I find myself wondering why I have wolf hybrids as pets, since I don't think people should own such animals (neither wolves, or, hybrids) and I would never own such beings. Yet I've ended up with them somehow. They are my protectors in some ways, yet are also unpredictable. I'm a little wary around them.

I'm also concerned, they're skinny. I wonder why, have I not been feeding them properly? Then again, some of them have just sort of shown up from "out there" and joined us. I feel responsible for them.

So here we are, out in the ink black night, starless, on a grayish hill of parched grass. Something awful has happened in the woods, many of the wolves come running up, and we all run up the stairs into the house. There is a man in uniform kneeling down inside, working on something, some kind of control panel or machine or something. He's human and kind of creepy. I tell him he has to do something, that there's some kind of creature out there attacking my wolves. "Maybe a rabid raccoon, I don't know, something, but we have to kill it" I say. He ignores me, he's pretty cold. There's also something about another man who kind of sneaks off, thinking I didn't notice. I also wonder what the hell these guys are doing in this, "my" house, but I also know that they're in charge. Since they're in charge, I demand they protect us, fix things. But they don't.

All I care about are my wolves, and myself of course. . . just save us, get us the hell out of here, and take care of that nasty thing out there that's trying to hurt these poor wolves who aren't hurting anyone.

That's the end of the dream, or, all I remember.

I've written "it comes down to you," how YOU perceive YOUR stars. ...As tiny points of distant light, or *them* more near than far?

I'm just ONE voice, in this crowd, and though I've listened hard (...out loud!), so presupposing are these men who'd preach we are *alone*, my friend.

New directions for him. New directions for us. Greater freedom for all.

Gone.

Gone but not forgotten. Remembered for what he gave us. Remembered for where he was bringing us. His is the story of a man with his whole future ahead of him and not distantly so. No, right at his fingertips, actually. He was an artistic thinker, arguably poetic, and this is the fitting ending to that general story, tragic though it is for those of us who knew and appreciated Mac and for those who loved him.

On that note, my heartfelt condolensces to Mac's family and his good friends, Greg Bishop, Nick Redfern, and Paul Kimball. Mac has passed into that good night but you know better than the rest of us he was a man with a flashlight. Wherever he is now, take comfort that he's doing just fine.

Love ya, Mac. Rest well.

Here's, then, something clever all the agencies must know. It's what keeps them in your clover; it's what drives them up your nose...

FOR RELEASE TO THE MEDIA

Noted UFO Researcher Robert Hastings

to Appear on Coast to Coast AM

to Discuss Important Revelations About

The Roswell Incident

UFO-Nukes Connection researcher Robert Hastings will make his third appearance on Coast to Coast AM on Wednesday, September 30, 2009. (The program begins at 10 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time but Hastings’ one-hour segment begins at 1 a.m. Thursday morning PDT.) Visit http://www.coasttocoastam.com/ for details.

The topic for discussion will be former U.S. Atomic Energy Commission Supervisor Chet Lytle’s revelations about the Roswell Incident. Lytle, who did engineering work for the Manhattan Project, which created the first atomic bomb during World War II, states that the former Roswell Army Airfield commander, then-Colonel William Blanchard, personally told him that the crashed object secretly recovered near the base, in July 1947, was an alien spacecraft.

While some of this may be old news to a lot of us, I'm being constantly reminded that there are people new to this, including witnesses and "experiencers."  So for them, this isn't old stale stuff, it's new, it's real, it's in their face, and they want to know others know what they're talking about.

Recently while listening to a woman's incredible life long story of abductions (also experienced by many in her family) I assured her that others have, indeed, seen and experienced similar events. Including myself. And while a lot of what she shared was "typical" or "boring" we can't be jaded. In fact, something new arose out of the "typical" at least, a new thought for me, having to do with recurring sightings, landings, alien encounters and abductions. 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. A somewhat idle thought but for me, a new angle I hadn't considered, that I found among the so-called "boring" stuff.

None of this can be boring -- god knows it isn't for the person who's gone through this stuff. I'm reminded time and again of how amazing it is that someone who's experiencing alien encounters decides to share their stories.