I like how God speaks
"God is in you, God is in me, and to love all of God is to love humanity"
God gave you and I a brain to think with so we think with it, but many destroy what they think with--isn't it just terrible what people are doing to their brains? Putting holes in their precious brains with Crystal Meth the destroyer of you in less than two years. Pictures in a Doctors office will show you the monthly progression of a Crystal Meth user deteriorating until death consumed her brain. You won't be able to think anymore after that!
To Be Continued Folks!
This article is not a continuation of the above. I write what I feel in the moment like a divine hand of God's intervention.
It is gifted upon me to correctly criticize people constructively for their own good. It is corrective criticism. Only the corrected can rightfully claim to do this with 100% accuracy, logic, and the use of diplomacy. The corrected are those who know right from wrong, who correctly criticizes wrongdoing, who leads people along the right path in life for their benefit, who sees good in everyone yet they need leading too.
I present a story not meant to entertain you but to bring awareness to Alien life-form. News is everywhere regarding Aliens.
God's voice sounds feminine, ask me how I know this!
I'll tell you what I know about God. God is the head of the Aliens--God's workers.
Remember folks it's for you to decide fiction or non-fiction!
Presented for my Readers
The Thing
It loomed in the bedroom doorway three feet high, it's skin looked like a diving suit grayish green. It looked like it had some kind of apparatus around it's head with antennas, the eyes were penetrating--hypnotic!
It appeared like magic like it transcended itself like it knew exactly where. A strange occurrence happened in the room, it was as though the thing sprayed something into the air to block our memories or fortify them.
Terry and I were propped-up on our bed with pillows--basically just talking. The thunder and lightning storm was terrifying-the worst we ever witnessed, as though it was a plan devised by a higher power, enabling to land their spaceship without notice of their own flashing lights.
Suddenly, my head jerked to the right towards the doorway, there stood the thing seemingly staring straight ahead towards the window like it didn't even notice me staring at it. Frightened Terry became frantic saying "It's her you want not me" pointing at me. I tried to get off my bed to hide under it after he said that, but an energy force stopped me. We both slid down and pulled the blanket over our heads. God only knows how much time went by while under the blanket. I carefully used both hands to bring the blanket to my eye level while raising my head slightly. The thing was still there in the doorway staring straight ahead. I tried to make out what I was looking at when suddenly the thing spun it's head left and stared at me eyeball to eyeball, I knew it saw me. I felt concerned but not terrified.
I pulled the blanket over my head again and intuitively knew the thing was coming over to me. I wondered what it would do to me. I remember thinking if this is not true or happening right now, then, how do I know what blanket is covering my head? I intuitively knew the thing was at my right side. It placed what I assumed to be a bony hand with long bony fingers over my face. I wondered how did it know where my face was under this blanket. It seemed to be lightly pumping on my face like a spider doing push-ups on a mirror. As though they were extracting or putting something in.
Just before the thing showed itself at the doorway, I rose from bed and walked to the dresser where the electric clock was, I noticed the time it was near 1:00 am. The thunder was raging--I feared lightening which is why I walked to my dresser to put my Bobby pins on. I thought the metal in the hair pins would attract lightening to me.
I lay on my bed the blanket over my head and realized the thing was gone. I quickly threw the covers off me. Terry was awake beside me. I asked him, are you aware of the Alien visit just now? He nodded his head and voiced yes. I kept quiet about his denial against me, knowing he didn't mean harm to come to me. We both stumbled from bed. He noticed the clock was not right, we couldn't explain what happened to two hours. It was unexplainable. Terry mentioned if the lightening interfered with the clock it would blink, but it wasn't blinking.
The thing planted the idea it would visit again and it did. A few years later in a different province they made a second appearance. This time two of them visited me.
They woke me from bed and took me with them. I cannot explain what these beings looked like, it was dark. Everything seemed acceptable. I sensed all was fine. We transcended through the ceiling and went straight up into the dark skies. I looked down and asked is that Earth? One of the two things answered yes. One was on each side of me. We continued upward and came to a waiting vehicle in which I was expected to get in. They advised me to strap myself in. A compartment with a small window was to the right of me. Someone or something was in there, I saw a sillouette. All was quiet, I sat alone, where did they go I wondered. We were travelling at a rapid speed-- we're going faster than the speed of light which is 186 thousand miles per second.
You know when you know. A Genius forum at theabsolute.net told me that!
Sensing I'd be heard I asked aloud when will we get there? A feminine divine voice spoke through an intercom and said Soon--stretching the sound of oon. Sooooooooooon!
We arrived, it was intuitively expected of me to unstrap myself and go to the front. It was as though they were using mental telepathy on me to transcend their thoughts to my thoughts. I was obedient and remember walking down the short isle then listening to the controller of the vehicle who was to the left, and the door to the right. I know they're speaking directly to my mind but I cannot hear them. Yet I understand. They prepared me for what I was about to see. Later, they erased the visions from my mind.
What was the purpose of taking me to their observatory examination room?
Why me?
I woke-up back in my bed. I knew the visits were over. I kept my mouth shut until now with the exception of telling the Genius forum for recording, as proof of their visits when they make themselves known to us as a whole, as humanities Gods.
After that I became amazingly brilliant of mind. A gifted intellectual with insight, astute abilities and loving nature.
I studied writing in 2002 and became smart--highly intelligent. I became a professional influential writer. Are the Aliens responsible for my brain wealth after their visits?
I realized the Aliens were highly intelligent-- much more advanced in technology than humanity. They impact my mind with ideas of superiority of great magnitude. They aim to bring humanity their knowledge! They are pleased with humanities progress in all technologies especially medical!
Are these my thoughts or is it the result of Alien influence?
Both!
They are able to transcend their thoughts to humanities thoughts!
Did the Aliens favor me, I'm still wondering!
Are the Aliens our Gods?
Yes they are, they created humanity and others!
How do I know that?
They revealed this to my mind!
Remember when I said they're speaking directly to my mind but I cannot hear them, yet I understand!
They didn't erase the thoughts they transcended to my mind. Only visions of physical reality were terminated.
I like how God speaks!
She is awesome!
But why me?
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9 年Thank you David, your support is meaningful to me!
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9 年Thank you Eva, for your awesome support! I'm a great writer yes, but I haven't learned how to create a story or define characters. How you doing anyway Eva, I hope all is going well for you woman!
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9 年Donna_Fine writing about a subject close to each of our hearts*
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9 年Thank you David, it is my first copy not edited. I could have created more imagery. But, I'm glad you commented Thank you.
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9 年Very well written, Donna!