Neither, however, should they be dwelt upon to the exclusion of the equally important fact that there are benefits being gained from close encounter.
I know that what I am about to describe will be seized on by sinister forces who want to assert power over others through the use of fear. Because of this, and because fear sells, the media will also rush to it, as will all the conspiracy theorists and paranoids who make so much noise in relation to this matter. But if I don’t include it and the story comes out another way, then my whole effort to build a basis for communication between us and the visitors could go to waste.
The story I am about to tell is a true one. Of that I’m reasonably sure. But is it about the visitors? Of that I am not at all sure.
I am not an advocate either for the idea that they are benevolent or exploitative, good or evil. My experience of them suggests that they are more complicated even than we are, and the moral range in human society is very broad. At any given time, our species contains madmen, criminals, saints, and, for the most part, a broad cross section of average people with all their ordinariness and imperfections—and their excellence.
I cannot imagine that the visitors, who may not even be entirely of this world or all stem from a single evolutionary background, could present any less ambiguous a face toward us than we do toward ourselves, and, for that matter, toward them. In fact, if we went to another world, its inhabitants would see us as a complex, contradictory presence. Religious groups might go, scientists, tourists, all sorts of people, including the insane and the criminal. If you add to that something that we will soon see among us, which is intelligent, even conscious, machines, then the diversity and contradictory nature of what the innocent locals would experience would probably be very similar to what we experience now.
Missionaries would have one agenda, anthropologists another. Biologists might abduct the locals in the same way that we do wild animals and the visitors do us, in order to extract their DNA and sexual materials so that we could understand them better. As we also do in the animal world, they might breed examples of us, in part to preserve us and in part to study us. If there was something about us of value that could be harvested, that might be done, too. If it was illegal to do this, it might be done anyway, although by criminals and thus on a smaller scale than, say, officially sanctioned abductions.
In other words, our relationship with innocents in another world might look very much like the visitors’ relationship with us.
Just as a session with the vet is terrifying to a housecat, a session with the visitors is terrifying to us. We are not house cats, however, and we can learn more and come to understand their motives, methods and aims. I believe that we can also cause them to recognize the dignity of our being, and perhaps this has been happening over the past forty or so years, which would explain the steady decline in horrifying abductions and the increasing sense of relationship with the visitors that is growing among close encounter witnesses.
By communicating coherently and forming relationships, I feel from personal experience and from the experiences being reported by so many others, that we can individually and, I would think, probably also collectively, improve our standing with them.
Animals may be killed by human beings without much, if any, constraint. When they are sick or abandoned, we euthanize them or simply let them die. They have rights in only a few human societies, and those are limited. We carry out research on them that causes them suffering and can kill them. We can take them from their families and not return them. We can keep them in cages for our amusement until they die.
So when we see what the visitors do to animals, such as the infamous cattle mutilations, we are not seeing anything that we don’t do to them ourselves. Their methods are just different, which is why we find them disturbing.
Since at least the beginning of the 20 th century, farm animals have been the victims of a bizarre form of mutilation that involves things like the removal of eyes, the cutting out of tongues, the shearing away of lips, the coring of rectums and the draining of blood. They are also often found with their spines drawn out of the vertebra, which would seem to be impossible without splitting the bones. Most recently, a number of these events were reported in Oregon in July of 2019 when 5 prize bulls were found showing signs of this mysterious sort of attack.
The media, when they report these events, generally take the word of local sheriffs that it is predator related, although National Public Radio reported the July 2019 mutilations as more of a mystery.
There is a distinct possibility that what happens in the dark of night on isolated ranches is not normal predator action. Among other things, the spinal cord cannot be removed by a coyote or a mountain lion, not without smashing the spine itself, vertebra by vertebra. The carcasses are usually found with all the blood gone. A coyote isn’t going to drink every drop of blood, leaving the carcass and the ground both dry.
To anybody who is aware of the significance of the spinal cord as the connection between the physical and energetic bodies, this would be an especially worrying aspect of the phenomenon. We don’t like to think of animals as being conscious or having souls, but, as my cats revealed so eloquently with their fear during the night of the nine knocks, soul is everywhere and it can be made to feel vulnerable, at least among the higher animals.
Could it be, therefore, that the spines are pulled out in order to enable the energetic body to come free and be captured? In my life, the unlocking along the spine isn’t threatening. On the contrary, when it happens, my reaction is excitement.
I am not so sure that it is always like that.
Not only sheep and cattle, but pet cats are also the victims of mutilation. It makes me wonder if my cats didn’t somehow intuit that, which would explain their terror that night. In July of 2015, Linda Moulton Howe, who is the world’s leading expert on this bizarre phenomenon, reported on Dreamland that the cats are found with “very precise cuts. Some cats are just cut in half, like with a band saw or very sharp knife or something like that, but no blood. Just cut in half and either the front half or the back half is left to be found. Other animals have only flesh removed from the abdomen area, or a few organs removed, or all organs removed. A few have had just the spine removed in a very precise way. Usually there is no blood.” Some of the cat mutilations have come in waves, moving from city to city around the world, as if somebody very unpleasant was slowly circling the planet committing these murders in an organized and methodical way. As recently as August of 2019, cat mutilations were reported in Everett, Washington. On August 10, 2019, a representative of the Everett Police Department said on KING TV, “These are very unique injuries that do not appear to be caused by another animal.” As always, no perpetrator has been found even though, in this case, all five mutilations took place in a single neighborhood. All that remained were legs, uniformly bloodless.
This is only the latest of many such cases worldwide, most of them involving cats cut in half and their bloodless remains left where they had originally been picked up. Like the mutilations of farm animals, despite extensive investigations in city after city, no perpetrators have ever been found.
Why aren’t they, though? Could it be because the perpetrators can read and control minds and, therefore, are impossible for us to catch? If I had not observed such abilities in action, I would never believe that such a thing could be possible. But I have seen this. When Anne and I were living in our small condo in San Antonio and the bizarre man who had been living in the woods behind our cabin in New York showed up with two companions, bizarre events immediately followed, most particularly clear examples of their ability to control minds. He was short and appeared to be a feral child. He smoked constantly, which is why I originally noticed him in our woods. I was concerned about all the smoking in a dry August and approached him to caution him. As I did so, it became obvious that this was no ordinary child, if a child at all. I left the area.
After we lost the cabin, we moved to a small, gr
ound-floor condo in San Antonio which had a screened in porch that opened onto a garden and a cul-de-sac beside it that created a shadowy space just outside the bedroom. No sooner had we settled in than I realized that he was standing in that cul-de-sac at night, smoking constantly. I found that I could feel him inside my mind, literally sense another presence in me. This was nothing like communing with the visitors. There was nothing gentle or supportive about it. In fact, it seemed somehow sexual, and in an ugly, invasive way. It was nonphysical rape, to be frank, and made me extremely uncomfortable. I felt explored in some very private parts of my mind. Looking back on it, I can still feel the curiously thrilling and yet ugly sense of it. Looking back, it reminds me of the sense of domination I felt after the communion experience, that led me to write the short-story “Pain.”
This is what, in so much human mystical tradition, contact with the dark side entails. It takes you into places in yourself that you otherwise would never go, but, once you are there, you find your own darkness, and its mystery and the thrill of it. In my case, when he entered me the way he did, I experienced homoerotic pleasure. I was afraid of him—and of the part of me he could connect with—and I drove him off. But that is in me, too, just as is the erotic masochism that I explored in “Pain.” When Anne read that story, she said, “This sounds like you want to be whipped. Great, let’s get started right now.” She would have done it, too, but I did not dare to take the experiment farther. Perhaps I should have, and perhaps I should have let that dreadful being enter me more completely, but I did not dare to do it. When we invite our own darkness into our outer lives, there is no guarantee that it will stop when we want it to.
As the nights passed and he lingered just outside our bedroom, just a few feet from me, Anne and I became aware of two very strange men living in the flat immediately behind ours. He was living with them. One day, I was in the local drugstore when I saw one of the men loading shopping bags with smoking materials of every kind, which were in those days still sold on open shelves. Anyone in the store could have seen him doing it. He walked out in full view of the clerks with two bags full of cigarettes, pipe tobacco, cigars, you name it. Every clerk in the store stood silent, staring straight ahead. Except for me, the customers were all in the same condition. As he passed me, he gave me a look that was at once knowing and venomous, and from that moment to this, I have known that there are people who can do as they please in this world, because if you can control the minds of the people around you, you can control your world.
I soon discovered that the three of them were squatting in the condo complex. I told this to the owner of the condo they were crashing in, who had them evicted. The last I saw of them, the two men were canvassing the complex trying to sell the rest of us the owner’s furniture. Of course, as everybody knew they were squatters, nobody bought it. One morning a couple of days later, the “boy” strode out of the space between our condo and theirs while I was working in our garden. He went marching off down the street.
And this is why I know there are people who can control the minds of others. One would think that this would confer on them almost unlimited power, but one glance at the seething, desperate world of the human elite, and it is obvious that, whoever they are, they do not rise to the top of our societies. Judging from the way these men were, so very weird and, in the case of the small one, apparently schizophrenic, one can see why. Nevertheless, this part of my experience has been richly productive in terms of personal insight. Because of the erotic domination involved, I discovered aspects of myself that needed to be brought into the light and accepted as part of me. In this sense, what happened to me can be looked upon as therapeutic. And this is the way of the dark side: it is in darkness that we discover what needs to be brought out into the light.
I can see where beings such as those three might visit their attentions on housecats. If the ones we encountered are at all exemplar, they are seething with vindictive menace and so might destroy the cats simply because they are loved.
In the year 2000, I came across some cases where human beings appear to have undergone the same fearful mutilations that have been visited on animals. Until recently, I didn’t have much to support this other than one equivocal case from Pennsylvania and a second-hand report from New York of a number of exceptionally brutal unsolved murders, all of homeless people. Recently, though, I obtained a transcript that suggests that the cases should be taken seriously.
What I initially heard were two stories. The first, in 2000, was that a total of seventeen street people, all without known relatives or anybody who would really care about them, had been taken from Brooklyn, and possibly other cities in New Jersey and New York. I was told that they had been mutilated by having their eyes, tongues and genitals cut out while they were still alive, drowned in the ocean then left on roofs near the places where they had originally been kidnapped. At some point, a three-centimeter incision had been made just below vertebra C1 in the spinal column and the spine somehow pulled out through it.
There was also a case in Pennsylvania in August of 2002 that I was briefly involved in at its outset. I first heard from Peter Davenport of the National UFO Reporting Center that an unidentified person had reported seeing an individual being lifted into the air from a woods above his farm and that the man had disappeared into what looked like a flying saucer. I told Peter that, if this was true, there would soon be a missing persons report—as, indeed, there was. A search was mounted for a man called Todd Sees, who had last been seen riding a four-wheel drive vehicle in the woods in question.
I also heard from Linda Moulton Howe that she was researching the matter. She found that there were some disturbing facts about the case that suggested foul play, but to my knowledge there has been no conventional investigatory follow-up.
About twenty-four hours after he was reported missing, according to news reports, Mr. Sees’ body was found “emaciated” in a wetland a few yards from his home. There was no definite cause of death ever reported. As far as I know, no member of the family saw it. I have been unable to determine the fate of the autopsy report, so that is where this tragic case stands.
I have now obtained the transcript of an interview with one of the coroners involved in the New York cases that does show one important similarity with the cattle mutilations, which is that the spine was also observed to have been removed, although—and I think that this may be important—not with anything like the precision of the cattle mutilations.
This transcript was generated by a nurse who was talking to a coroner who was involved in the autopsies. I do not know how many of them this particular coroner participated in, and this conversation covers just one of them. Aside from the overall finding of mutilation, there were three strange things noted. The strangest was probably that some tissue from the corpse could not be identified at all. It was neither human nor animal, and yet the corpse appeared to be human both externally and internally. There were small metal balls found in the abdominal area. At the suggestion of the nurse, who was aware of research being done by Dr. Roger Leir in California at the time, where strange fluorescence was being observed on the bodies of people claiming to have been touched by the visitors, the coroners applied ultraviolet light to the remains and found that they fluoresced. The fluorescing material that was gathered off the skin was also tested in a forensics lab. The test returned as a nonorganic substance, unidentified.
At first the transcript seems to say that a small incision had been used to cut the superior transverse scapular. It develops that the conversation was actually about the transverse process, which is a small projection on each side of the vertebrae that enclose the spine.
After that discussion, the transcript continues as follows:
Coroner: We found severe damage to the muscles.
Nurse: Did it look like the spine was ripped out or cut?
Coroner. Ripped. Reason for the damage.
Nurse: OK.
Coroner: Entrance and exit damage.
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bsp; Nurse: One hole?
Coroner: It looks like a wire coat hanger did the damage. A device with a hook.
Nurse: Still, isn’t the transverse process longer than three-centimeters width?
Coroner: Yes, it was totally fractured.
Nurse: Were any vertebrae left? Or was it C1 to sacrum?
Coroner: The strength to pull that out…
Nurse: Were there any remnants left?
Coroner: Two small coccyx (e.g., coccygeal vertebrae). They were crushed.
Nurse: Was there exterior bruising to account for the crushing or only internal?
Coroner: Only internal. That’s what’s so puzzling.
Nurse: Were the abdominal organs harmed in any way?
Coroner: Not that I remember.
Nurse: That makes no sense.
Coroner: Peritoneal wall not ripped, but six ribs broken and lung damage.
Here the transcript ends.
This body was found on a roof, terribly damaged and with the spine torn out. The person had been mutilated, drowned, then suffered the additional brutalization. The victim was a homeless person with no known relatives and no identification.
Shortly after the conversation transcribed above, the corner ceased having discussions with the nurse, and they have lost touch.
This is not the only report of a spine being pulled out through a small incision near the top vertebra in the neck of a human being. So one has to ask, if the spine is removed, is the energetic body forcefully separated from the physical, whereupon it then becomes controllable by whoever released it? In short, can it be captured?
Some ancient traditions suggest that there is such a thing as a hungry soul. These are nonphysical beings who cannot enter the physical world and hunger for the taste of it—just as it appears to me that our visitors do. Such creatures would certainly have a motive to capture the energetic body, if indeed it records every detail of the life lived. It could perhaps be used like a sort of food made up of experiences, perhaps providing an imitation of life which, to such an entity, would be the equivalent of an addictive drug, almost impossible to resist. Good and bad wouldn’t matter, I don’t think. What would matter would be the taste of life, every bit of it.
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