I will remember that tip DrDil. I have used google most for medical searches with terms that I am very familiar with...always made it easier. I will sure use the quotation marks next time i search for ufos.
Thank you for your comprehensive and detailed replies. I hope you dont mind my asking you a few more questions, curiosity is getting the better of me in this case !
Going back to your original post, you describe looking at your motorcycle clock and realizing you had lost some time and spent half an hour trying to get back to where you were...when things returned to normal did you go back to work or did you go home ?
Also do you remember having any physical effects in the following days after the sighting, such as headaches eye problems, or skin rashes etc ?
Some of my friends who have had close encounters report an enhanced ability of psychic powers such as healing, telepathy and precognition etc. Did this sort of thing occur with you ?
Sorry Slider this is turning into a long list of questions, just trying to get some sort of handle on what happened with you and see if it ties in with any other accounts that I have looked into...
Slider51 Facinating story, thanks for sharing. Reminds me of a story I read about these people driving through a Canyon / desert area and they came upon a road they did not recognise. Followed the road and came upon a weird looking small building like a cafe or something and sign outside with writing they did not recognise. Some 'People' outside the 'Cafe' were alarmed when they saw them and chased them in 3 wheeler type cars which were VERY unfamilar to the people in the car but they managed to loose them. They lost a hub cap of the car when they turned back out of the road and speeded away. They later (few days later) returned found the hub cap but there was no road that they had come along from the 'Cafe'
I do very much appreciate your interest in my experience. After so many years of keeping this whole thing to myself, it is most therapeutic to relate it to others who are truly interested and non-judgmental! Thank you so much for your continued interest.
Actually, after the second attempt to return to the building from the 5-way intersection, I began to get a very eerie and frightening feeling. I believe this is the point where I "returned" from the experience. What I mean by that is the point where the euphoria ceased and the frustration of not being able to find a spot just a quarter mile away set in. My mind couldn't process what had just happened, and I reacted with fear; my self-preservation instinct was truly engaged at that point.
I recall riding at high speeds (probably 85-90 mph) to get as far away from the area as possible as quickly as possible. After several minutes of this, I recall coming up to an intersection I recognized. This was a huge relief, as I had just been in a place that was totally strange to me and seen something that I couldn't explain. I stopped at a local party store a couple miles from my house that I frequented. The owner and I were well acqautinted, so I began to tell him what had just taken place. It was then that I got my first dose of ridicule - the first person I spoke to after the incident began laughing at me and singing "doo doo doo doo" in the theme from "The Twilight Zone" over and over. I was shocked at this display from a person who had always acted very kindly toward me. For several years after, every time I would stop in his store, he would begin with the "doo doo doo doo" thing over and over until I left.
I did go home after that, there was no way I could have been productive enough to work that day.
I don't recall any abnormal physical effects as you listed, although my eyesight has deteriorated rather rapidly since then. To be honest, though, I AM in my 50's, and don't we all have the same problem as we age?
You DID make a connection for me, though. I seem to have a very keen sense of precognition, and in the last several years I have noticed an increase in what seems to be almost an ESP-like connection with my wife and several close friends. There literally is not a week that goes by in which my wife will come home from work and say something took place at work, or she had a particular taste for the dinner menu, that I somehow already knew. This happens very frequently. I have several examples, and will expound in another post - I am running short of time today as usual and I must close this soon.
As to the person discussing sleep paralysis, yes, I know that exists, and I believe it does happen to us when we are in deep REM sleep - it makes perfect sense, most of the brain has shut down for recuperation during sleep, including the areas controlling voluntary muscle motor function. But on that night, this is not what was happening to me - I was wide awake, not in a dream state. My eyes were open and frantically searching the room for whatever presence I was in. It simply was too dark to see anything. I also recall specifically hearing my wife breathing next to me as she slept. Yet I still could not move a muscle or utter a sound. Try as I might, I would "bear down" and try to move an arm, a hand, a finger, but the connections to my muscles were somehow blocked. I even had trouble breathing - my heart was racing, but I could not draw breaths as fast as I needed to. As a Christian, I feel ashamed that I honestly never made the connection that the two beings in the room could have been demonic. I fully believe in the existence of both good and evil spirits and entities, but I somehow think the visitation was not spiritual, rather, extraterrestrial. Of course, I have nothing to base this on other than my gut feeling.
Slider my e-mail is xxxxxxxxx and I can put you in touch with others who have experienced this! Samsara sent me some ufo stories one of which was related very closely to my own "Building" encounter in fact just up the road on Dartmoor. The other story has made me look deeply into what is about to happen to our beautiful planet here is why-
The man smiled and said, "We come from another star system, not from your Sun's planets. I can say nothing of our purposes, but we are not hostile. All planets go through more or less what is happening to you and, when that settles, we shall land and invite you to join our group. Tell whoever you like about our meeting; they won't believe you. Now I think your aircraft is ready. Would you please get back into it?"
Thank you once again for your reply. When you first gave your account of what happened to you back in 1995. I was not sure if you were describing a close encounter with a UFO, or if in fact, on the day in question, you had somehow entered into another dimension. From the answers you have given it seems to be a definite UFO encounter, albeit a very unusual one ! You did describe in one of your posts another sighting when you were seventeen. May I ask if you recall anything strange happening to you as a child ? I have found with several people I have spoken with about their experiences that the actual UFO sighting was just part of a long history of paranormal happenings going right back to childhood. Can you ever remember sleepwalking as a child and finding yourself outside at night for instance ? It does seem that your psychic abilities have been enhanced since your sighting, so perhaps you had these abilities to some extent beforehand and this was possibly one of the reasons you were targeted ? Several of my friends who have had UFO encounters were psychic to some degree beforehand and like yourself found that these abilities were much more exaggerated after the encounter... I am sorry to hear you had such a negative experience with the shopkeeper you first told your story to. I am sure there are many who could relate similar experiences. This is possibly why there could be many accounts out there that we never get to hear about. Its to your credit that you have come forward and shared your experience with others...
After some thought, I can say that I really don't recall anything out of the ordinary happening to me as a young child. I was, however, considered "gifted" in intelligence - I recall several sessions of meeting with the grammar school staff in which I was given several mental tests, wooden puzzles to assemble while being timed, etc. The net result of these tests was that I was advanced a year in grammar school at age 6, from the first to the third grade (skipping the second grade year). As I recall, grammar school was still a breeze for me. I did not excel on my report cards, however, only because I didn't apply myself (as with many young boys in that era). Had I only made an effort at my studies, I could easily have "aced" all my classes, however, I simply coasted and became a "C" student because of that. The same applied to my junior-high and high school studies, I "skated" rather than studying, except the science and "shop" classes, in which I always produced straight A's.
I did not attend college until I was in my late 20's, at which time I attained a degree in mathematics and another in the small community college's equivalent of a Mechanical Engineering degree, all with straight 4.0's. I had taken an interest in education then and was applying myself, but college was truly a breeze for me.
There are two other things that happened to me at age 17, that were frightening and unusual, while still living in my parent's home. The first was a natural phenomena that was still very frightening. We lived on a lake, on a large wooded lot. Directly outside my bedroom window, only about two feet from that window, stood a large maple tree, whose trunk was approximately 18" in diameter. My bed was placed with one side nearly against the wall with the window, probably only a foot or so of space between my bed and the window. The window was approximately centered against the left side of my bed, and it was quite large, nearly floor to ceiling in height, and probably 4 feet wide. The sill was just about the same height as the top of my bed.
One summer night at approximately 1:00 am, there was a thunderstorm. All the windows in the house were closed against the storm, including the storm sash. A bolt of lightning struck the maple tree , literally exploding a large chunk of wood from the side facing the house, and propelling it through the storm sash glass and my bedroom window glass, showering my bed and me with broken glass and parts of the wooden window frames. The large splinter of wood (about 18" long and weighing several pounds) continued across the width of my room (approximately 20 feet), through the open bedroom door, across the width of the adjoining living room, and hitting the opposite wall, leaving a large gouge in the plaster. While it was indeed frightening, my parents and I simply chalked it up to a freak occurence of nature. I was uninjured, but it was indeed a very close call. This by itself is certainly not a paranormal occurence, and I would think nothing of it, were it not for what occurred just a week or two later.
Again sound asleep in my bed, the window repaired, on a warm and moonless, very dark summer night. My window was open, only a screen between me and the outside. I was sleeping on my right side, facing the open window. At approximately 1:00am (again) I was shattered awake by an extremely loud, very vicious and evil sounding low-pitched bellowing growling sound, directly outside the window. I can best compare the sound to a lion's roar, very low-pitched, but also very, very sharp and vicious sounding. And the volume was so great it actually caused pain in my ears. The roaring or growling sound came in two bursts, each lasting a good 3-4 seconds, with a short pause in between (like whatever was making the sound took another breath to growl again). I was chilled and frightened out of my wits; I literally was screaming and crying for my father to come to my room, over and over again, at the top of my lungs. I have never been so frightened in my life. At a very masculine 17 years old, I was weeping and sobbing like a child as my parents rushed to my room. I trembled and shook for at least an hour, and did not sleep the rest of the night. I did not hear whatever made the sound leave, run away, or otherwise make any sounds, but again I was screaming at the top of my lungs for my father to come help me. He searched outside the window with a flashlight, but found nothing. I was so frightened of the area that I wouldn't even venture to that side of the house for weeks, so I was unable to search for any tracks or other evidence in the soft ground under the exploded tree.
My parents, of course, attempted to explain what I had heard away, as a dog, or a raccoon, or other common animal in our rural area. At age 17, I was an avid outdoors lover, I hunted the area almost daily during hunting season, and have seen and heard every animal common to Michigan. I had seen and heard several dog fights between the neighborhood dogs, but this growl was not made by a dog. It was not made by a raccoon, a badger, or any other wild animal I have ever come in contact with.
First of all, the sheer volume and depth of the roar was so loud it hurt my ears. I have also used the term "shriek" to describe the sound, but that implies a high-pitched cry. This sound was very very deep and guttural. And the worst part was, to me and all I know then and now, what I was hearing was pure, unadulterated evil...literally bone-chilling in nature. The sound was so evil that at age 17, I was frightened every night at bed time for months. I have never heard anything so evil in my life. I have heard recorded calls of Bigfoot or sasquatch or yeti, and they have an evil sound to them. Some of the Hollywood horror film monsters such as Predator or the Alien have a good dose of evil in them, but they simply cannot compare with what I heard that night, literally three feet from my face as I slept. I have never (nor do I ever want to) heard any sound like that again in nearly 40 years since the incident.
I have no idea if the lightning strike and the subsequent growling sound are related in any way, nor do I know if there is any connection to the "burning" UFO sighting later that winter. But suffice it to say that my 17th year was filled with strange occurences.
In retrospect, I have in the last few years formed the opinion that the creature I heard outside my window was a demonic entity. It is the only explanation I can arrive at for such an unearthly and evil sound that it made. It really piqued my curiosity when a reader of this thread mentioned the episode of night paralysis may have been a demonic visitation. If this IS the case, then I have been visited at least twice by demonic entities in my lifetime.
Another thing that comes to mind as I'm typing this is that for several years now, as poor as my reading vision has become, my peripheral vision remains quite acute. I am almost daily catching glimpes of movement out of the corner of my eyes, as if something streaks away from me just as I turn to see what it is. This has been going on now for a good 3-4 years. It happens most when I am alone in a room, alone in my work shop, alone outdoors. I cannot tell what it is that I am glimpsing, it is usually dark colored, and a foot or so below normal eye level for me (I am just over 6 feet tall). On occasion, I glimpse the same object (?) only 6 to 12 inches off the floor, but it is usually at a height of 5 to 5 and a half feet from the floor or ground. Whatever I am glimpsing is usually between approximately 6 to 10 feet away from me. All I ever see is a dark-colored or black streak, and it moves very rapidly out of my line of sight, so as to blur.
My interest was picqued by the recent airing of the "Rods" episode of Monster Quest, because some of the images shown very much resemble what I am seeing, and the speed of the blur is about the same.
It occurs to me now that I have indeed had several strange occurences in my life, but I have never sat down before and recounted each one together in the same sitting. Visiting this forum and discussing the strange "building" sighting has caused each of these long-passed and more recent occurences to come forward in my consciousness. I admit to being astounded now when I count the strange incidents all at the same time - this must not be normal for most people to have so many unexplained things happen in roughly two-thirds of a lifetime. I don't know if I feel relieved to discuss them all, or if I may be stirring something up that may cause me to wish I had never began discussing any of this at all.
Andy and Sasmsara, I especially appreciate your interest and comments, you are both encouraging me to bring these things forward and discuss them. Andy, I really intend to sometime soon contact the abductee group, but I indulge you for patience with me, I am not sure yet what all of these things mean to me and my life, I am sort of taking things one step at a time as I consider each post and reply as they happen. I am, obviously, a bit confused at this point as to the meaning, if any, behind so many strange happenings in my life. Please continue to comment and offer your thoughts, and please bear with me as I digest everything as it comes.
Slider, Thank you once again for a most interesting post. My goodness what can one say about experiences such as yours ? Some of your memories are truly frightening. The thunderstorm episode sounds like something straight out of a horror movie !
I still feel there may be other episodes from childhood which have been buried deep in your subconscious, however perhaps this is not the case, but if you do recall anything I hope you will share it with us.
Slider, going back to the feeling of "euphoria" which you had on seeing the "building," would you say that this feeling was brought about by observing the apparant perfection of the ediface itself, ie. the perfect geometry etc., or do you feel there was an interaction with something within the building that was causing you to have that feeling of extreme wellbeing ?
I dont believe you will regret sharing your experiences on this Forum as there are many like minded people on here who I am sure can relate to your past reluctance to speak out, but its only through people such as yourself that others can really gain some sort of understanding and insight into the UFO phenomenon in general.
IMO nothing happens by chance, so the time was right for you to come forward...
It is remarkable to me that you asked the question about the euphoric feeling and if it was caused by the perfection of the "building". Simply put, you hit the nail right on the head.
The instant I saw the object, I was awe-struck by its beauty, its proportions, and its pristine and immaculate condition. The first thought that went through my mind was "Someone has spent a king's ransom to build such a beautiful structure!" The lines, the shape, and the reflection of the sky and trees in the mirrored "glass" were so pleasing to the eye that any architect would be completely impressed with its beauty.
Add this appreciation of the object to a beautiful, warm, sunny, breezy day in an area that sees 6 months of freezing temperatures and deep snow every year, being off work for the day, and you have the rudiments of the euphoria I was feeling.
Something that just entered my recollection was the fact that when I was in the presence of the object, my motorcycle suddenly seemed to run perfectly smooth, performing flawlessly. I am very mechanically inclined and I keep my cycles tuned to perfection as much as possible, but on that particular day, the one I was riding was not at its best. In short, it needed a good tune-up. The engine was not running smoothly for most of the day, and I remember thinking that I needed to adjust its suspension somewhat and probably correct its tire air pressures; as it was not particularly handling very well. But the instant I was in the presence of this object, my bike became almost as flawless as the object appeared - its engine smoothed right out, all vibrations seemed to disappear, and its handling seemed to instantly become precise and razor-sharp.
Of course, I cannot say that this was actually the case, it is quite possible that the euphoric feeling I was soaking in projected itself into the machine in my consciousness. Perhaps everything just SEEMED to become perfect through my feeling of extreme well-being. Then again....
Is it possible? Assuming there are many dimensions beyond the third, how many of them are actually spacial? If there are no other spacial dimensions, then wouldn't we see these things just like anything else? (ughhhh.... dimensions can be really confusing)
And to think I had always assumed only 4 dimensions! As an engineer dealing with only finite objects my entire career, the only spatial difference from one object to the next was either length, width, depth, or elapsed time...(or a combination of any of those)...fascinating, to say the least, and understandable, if one follows the demonstrations closely...
We have been talking about mysterious happenings of this nature on another site. I read a story of a woman (a salesperson) who was driving through an area in Michigan. She was travelling through an area taking a shortcut to the highway and the road changed to a light brown packed earth drive, and she found herself in a place where there were huge ugly lizards…. And then she came upon a scene where she saw dwarfs beside the road picking triangular fruit and bashing them with sticks. These dwarfs were small but very wide. Some looked at her and shook their heads. She was so frightened she wet herself. The whole landscape was utterly different. She kept driving and then found that everything returned to normal. She was travelling from Hillman headed west towards highway 32 which runs north/south. Is that anywhere near Kalamazoo?
The area could be in the midst of ley lines and there could be vortexes there. Or due to these ley lines the power of the area changes the consciousness, altering or adding to the 5 senses, giving the observer an extra sense to see other dimensions. Slider did mention that he had a feeling of euphoria at the time of the event. From what I have been reading these sorts of areas are associated with disappearances, time slips, mysterious building appearances, paranormal occurrences, UFO etc. Reading the site and other stories reminded me of Slider's experience.