From: UFOLAWYER1@aol.com Subject: [CAUS updates] - Personal Contact Experiences (PCEs)-- Abductions & Airplanes Dear CAUS Members: On this Friday, CAUS shares with you a few more Personal Contact Experiences (PCEs)...about abductions and airplanes: 1) CAUS thanks Ruth Trimble (ruth@aloha.net) for sharing her PCEs with us: http://www.aloha.net/~ruth/Menu.html Reluctantly, I have had to accept that I have been abducted over many years, but I did not realize this until more recent abductions became so obvious and egregious, that I just had to face the facts of a history with non-human intrusion into my body. These abductions have caused me to have two surgeries. One for an ovarian cyst/tumor and another for a partial hysterectomy. I believe there are thousands of women like me who are undergoing illnesses in the sexual organs who may in fact be victims of abductions for Alien hybridization programs. My first "conscious" evidence of some connection to the Greys came in 1995 when I got up in the early hours of the morning and I did not put the lights on. I lived then in a small apartment in the center of Honolulu. My bathroom faces the hall that leads to the kitchen and I saw a 3.5 ft tall Alien Grey playing with my cat, Prissy. He did not see me at first, but then he saw me and I got the sense of "Uh Oh!" and he zipped off and exited through what was my sliding window. I ran into the kitchen to tell him to get lost without any fear and a great deal of indignance. He was gone. As I stood where he had been playing with my cat, all the hair on my body stood up. I wondered why I was not afraid of him. My cat's eyes exhibited the exact same look as a Grey for about 2 years, but now she looks different. I feel they were using her to keep tabs on me. In 1997 I became more aware of the influence on these Aliens in my life and on the life of my soul mate who is a scientist/astronaut in the US Gov. He and I are telepathic. He told me he was being tortured and forced against his will do work against our planet. It was true that he certainly acted very oddly and would "disappear" for a week or so as if he dropped off the universe. Since I was concerned about him, I went to a clairvoyant to get more information. She confirmed he was going to Mars and was heavily involved with dark alien influences in our space program. Immediately I was a target of abductions, psychic attacks and my phone was tapped. My friend was unable to write to me or call. In this atmosphere of surveillance and attack, I went camping on the volcano, Haleakala, on Maui to celebrate the summer solstice with my friend in June 1997, and as I went to sleep on this rainy night I saw a host of beings who were light coming towards me. I remember nothing until the next morning when my socks were soaked as if I had walked around in the rain. As far as I knew I was in the tent all night in the dry. I also found 2 puncture wounds in my left leg 3 cm apart one above the other. I went to see a psychic surgeon and she confirmed I had been abducted and they had taken my tissue down to the bone. The wounds did not heal for months. About two months later, I had another puncture wound exactly the same 3 cm from the other two...so I had 3 from just above the ankle to half way up the calf that were 3 cm exactly apart in a row. I photographed them. The latest one had a metallic floating rice sized shape that would move when the healer approached it. She removed this for me also but the scar remains. I used to wake up through that time period at the EXACT same moment at night 12:06 a.m. I would hear a bell ring, like a telephone and wake immediately. I would always know that I had had a visitor. I kept records of this but there was no pattern of these visits. I realized there was some kind of hypnosis going on. I was very ill and anemic at the time from heavy bleeding. I suffered frequent near-death experiences where I felt my life energy was being sucked out of me. I felt "someone" wants me to die. In late 1997 I woke one day to find I had tiny puncture wounds from my ankle to my thigh which were exactly 7 cm apart..in a straight line. I photographed these also. I now realize that my surgeries were because of interference by such abductions in my normal reproductive process. In June this year just as I was about to sleep, I met a group of souls who were "me" that had my essence and I was told, "These are your children." They seemed very sad but I felt an immediate bond with them. The eldest was about six years old. I was only given a moment to tell each one I loved them, and they were gone. I have not seen them since. I have good reason to believe that these abductions have ceased because of the work my friend Jack O'Brien and I did last April which forced the abductions to stop. 2) CAUS thanks Cathy, a regular contributor to our PCEs, for another of her experiences: I am sending you one last correspondence, I think this one states so well some of the suffering that we abductees must endure, how alone and isolated we sometimes feel, and how hard we struggle with all of this as we try to lead our "normal" lives. Those who would say that we somehow enjoy this, or seek attention, are the ones who are truly crazy! The only attention we seek is to search out others who understand, and to try to find answers and attempt to help others who are suffering as well. I am very tolerant of those who scoff at us, unless it's happened to you there is no way to be able to comprehend it. I probably would have scoffed myself before this happened to me. Bless you, Peter, and those out there like you who have not experienced this, but are compassionate enough to offer help. We are all on this "Big Blue Marble" together. I wanted to tell you about an experience that I had early on after the initial 1994 event. It was late at night, I hadn't slept, I was so filled with anger at "them" for having brought this on me and my children. I lay in bed and I "thought" out to them, "this is all your fault! Look at what you have done to me! Do you care? If you are so smart, then DO something, help me!" I really did not expect anything to happen, and when it did, I went to the farthest depths of terror. Because I had always believed that no matter what, NOTHING could ever touch my soul. I was wrong. No longer had I thought this, when I felt something literally begin to suck my soul out through my chest! Terrified, I fought this sensation as I felt "myself" just above my physical body. I then felt myself slam down, back into my body, I felt I had successfully thwarted this attempt to take my soul for a "journey." Immediately I jumped out of bed and ran through the house toward the kitchen where the telephone was. I grabbed the phone off the wall and tried to call my friend, it was after 4 am in the morning. I had to make several attempts at dialing, I was shaking badly and almost in a state of shock. Once I had grabbed the phone, I pushed my back up against the wall (this somehow made me feel better) and slid down to the floor, shaking and hysterical. When my friend, Michelle answered, I asked her in a voice so full of terror that all I could do was manage a half whisper, half choke- "Michelle, talk to me!" She said,"Oh my God! What's wrong?" I said, "I'm scared just talk to me! Say anything, ANYTHING! Just don't let me be alone!" I was so frightened that I began to vomit over and over. Michelle screamed through the phone that she was calling 911, I managed to tell her, "NO! Don't call anyone, PLEASE! Just talk to me!" Michelle was totally confused, I had told her that I had had a bad dream. She knew I was lying. She kept saying that I wasn't myself, and asking what was going on. I was afraid to tell her. She was so concerned that she called a psychiatrist the next day about me, he told her to try to get me to admit myself to the hospital. When she told me this, I even considered it, I just wanted it to end, I wanted relief! If some type of medication would make it all go away, that was OK with me. But I knew that that was not the answer, and I felt I could not talk to anyone, ever. I was afraid of losing my children. This was a battle I alone had to fight. Michelle would ask me about this from time to time, but I would just shrug it off and tell her it was just some bad dreams I was having. She went off on the "demons" pitch, which scared me even more, I would beg her not to mention the "D" word! I eventually refused to discuss it with her, she is still my close friend. So goes my "secret life," Cathy the person that everyone knows, and Cathy the abductee. 3) CAUS thanks Jim West (sunwestp@neo.rr.com) for sharing his PCE: My name is Dan Bingman, but mostly known by my stage name Jim West. I am currently an "air talent" at WMMS in Cleveland. I have had a few different paranormal experiences. One of them you can read about in the 50th anniversary edition of FATE magazine (Mar.98) page 72 and 73. The story is called Canyon Country Haunting. I had a very interesting UFO experience in Clovis near Fresno ca. on August 11, 1975. I saw a bright white light, that at first I thought was an airplane and looked metallic, like the sun was glistening off the fuselage, but then it started going in small spurts of speed very unlike a plane and then started doing 90 degree turns at a great rate of speed. The object then appeared to become a bright white light and started to come down in a field behind the estate of my girlfriends parents house, the next thing I knew it was dark and swirls of light were twirling in front of my face ... like trails of light...the object in front of my eyes seemed to break into 3 objects. And the thought that was left in my mind, was that it disappeared into a part of the sky with 3 stars in a triangle...I was unaccounted for and missed about an hour an a half to 2 hours of time. My girlfriend had come outside looking for me but couldn't find me. I insisted that I never left the back yard area. The interesting thing about this sighting was that just before I saw this UFO ...2 fighter jets flew over the house at a VERY LOW altitude and high rate of speed. They were so low and loud after they passed over me that it really scared the hell out of me and water splashed out of the pool, as I looked up and behind me the jets which were flying one wing over the other only feet away from each other as if they were one plane and then broke apart and flew in opposite directions or 180 degrees from each other. I had NEVER seen military aircraft fly at this rate of speed or that low of an altitude EVER in a populated area, although it was out in the foothills away from the city a bit. When I settled back down in my lawn chair, it was then that I noticed the (at first slow moving) UFO, and just to my left. When it started to move unlike anything I had ever seen before I got up and started pointing toward the sky trying to get someone's attention inside the house. I was so startled I couldn't seem to even get a sound out...the next thing I knew it was dark. The last thing I remember about that incident was the swirling lights and that cluster of three stars. My girlfriend did not believe me and neither did her parents. They thought that I must have been under the influence of LSD or something, and the subject was never again brought up. My girlfriends mother does remember me standing up outside by the pool and pointing to the sky, she remembers that she thought I was acting strangely. 4) CAUS thanks Paul Green (PaulGreenX@aol.com) for sharing PCE: Robert Sampler's FT report posted by CAUS, prompted me to remember a strange suspected Personal Contact Experience which happened to me back in 1994. The mention of "7 Cessna's lined up" brought it all back to me. This maybe somewhat unrelated -- then again, maybe there is something relevant here. Remember, the trigger here is 7 single engine aircraft lined up. My apologies if this sounds a bit weird, but of late, I have learned never to ignore anything in this field anymore. The smallest detail may often be very important. The "Sopwith Camel" PCE, Circa 1994 I have not divulged this experience with anyone, save my Hypnotherapist, whom I trust. This particular experience took place sometime early 1994. I awoke to find myself lying on my back looking straight up at what for some odd reason, I assumed was sky. This sky I was looking at was a bright pastel colour -- a misty pinkish yellow. It was virtually impossible to pinpoint the exact location of the Sun. Yet the light was rather blinding, because it almost hurt to look at it. I was looking straight upwards. It did not occur to me to look sideways for some odd reason. Perhaps I was unable to do so. Suddenly, out of the brightness of this "sky," I noticed a movement high up above me. Simultaneously, I became aware of a strange humming sound which was slowly rising in pitch (or tone). I strained to see what was flying in the sky above me, and suddenly made out what appeared to be at least 7 Biplanes. They appeared to be flying in a wing tip to wing tip formation. For some reason I thought "Wow! they look like Sopwith Camels." These "Sopwith Camels" were flying very close together, wing tips almost touching. They were flying in an exceptionally straight line as they slowly yet uniformly traveled across the strange sky. As they moved, the odd sound continued to slowly rise in pitch / tone. Then suddenly mental alarm bells went off in my head. Something was not quite right here. The sound the biplanes made was not the clatter, rattle or rumble of ancient radial piston engines. It sounded more like the powering up of a silent Bypass Turbofan jet engine or something a lot more technically advanced. Also the biplanes were not jinking up and down as I would expect them to. They held their formation far too well. Seconds later, I was stunned as the entire formation of "Sopwith's" suddenly stopped dead in midair. Sopwith Camel biplanes do not hover in midair; much less while flying in a tight formation. Then without warning, the entire formation executed a quite impossible series of manoeuvres, all while still keeping their unbelievable formation. The entire formation swung through an angle of about, or greater than 90 degrees (first in one dimensional plane and then in another) in such a manner that it immediately became obvious these were not ancient aircraft flying in formation. It is hard to describe the precise movement they executed, however, it was something akin to the entire formation pivoting through the above mentioned angle, with the middle "aircraft serving as the centre pivot" does that sound confusing? Sorry, but that is what it looked like. Obviously, this means some of the aircraft actually went backwards instead of forwards during the pivot. Now the entire "formation" was slowly descending (diving actually!) towards me, all the "Sopwith's" facing me as if they were diving out of the sun. The strange background noise continued to rise slowly in pitch. Then I noticed the Sopwith's did not have any propellers. Further more, they were all joined together as if they were on a common rack, or some sort of lattice designed gantry. They were actually joined together. My heart sank. These were anything but Sopwith camel aircraft. This was some sort of equipment coming towards my head. What I took to be aircraft now appeared to be equipment modules that looked like aircraft because they had 4 vanes each, accurately mimicking a biplane at a distance. The entire formation suddenly stopped perhaps a foot or two from my face, and an individual "Sopwith" detached itself from the rest of the formation and moved closer to my face. It was pointing straight at my eye and stopped scant inches from it. The spot where a propeller should have been then telescoped outwards, moving towards my eye like a hydraulic hypodermic needle. It seemed it's destination was my eyeball. I cannot remember which one anymore. I do know, that when the true nature and destination of the telescopic probe dawned on me, I ended up screaming in terror, unable to avoid the inevitable. In the last few dying seconds of this experience, when the realization of my predicament hit me, I screamed as hard as I could, though this did not help. I could not get up or run away......... I later woke up in my bed in a cold sweat, unable to comprehend the meaning of what appeared to be a strange dream. Was this some horrible PCE flashback? Or just a bad dream? It was frightfully real, and I felt I was there. I have had other strange dreams, including Black Triangles with red lights, (This was before I even heard about the existence of FT's), and one particular dream like encounter with a UFO which had two bright lights like headlamps, that swooped down and snatched me. Seeing two bright lights close together moving in the sky now scares the living daylights out of me. I did see a silver cigar shaped UFO in a farmers field in North Devon, UK when I was 4 years old. I had wandered off with an older kid, the only time I ever did. According to my foster parents, we were gone for hours, and everybody was looking for us. CAUS is interested in your PCE. Names and/or e-mail addresses will be kept confidential if so requested. Only through sharing your experiences, will others feel comfortable coming out of the closet...if only for a few moments. Have a funtastic Friday and of CAUS...watch the skies! Peter A. 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