Extra Thinking about Extra Terrestrials!

Okay so lately I have been watching a lot of documentaries about extra terrestrials as well as a lot of "sightings" videos on youtube. Because of this...for the past few days i have been going to bed really paranoid and really scared. All the "abductees" state in their interviews that they are put on a table, paralyzed, and are examined by these "aliens" :O. Each one of them also claim to have had either a sperm or egg extraction. One person said that through the sperm extraction process a female had engaged in intercourse with him! How traumatizing would that be! All of the abductees say that they don't remember anything when they come back. Only through hypnosis do they remember.

So...being the paranoid nervous person that I am. In the last few days I have been staying up late...waiting...just in case.

"What if I know too much about them? What if they come for me tonight...no come on...they haven't come in the past couple days so I'll probably be okay...but wait...what if they wiped out my memory!? And they have taken me before!?"

To summarize what a lot of these documentaries have concluded with: these aliens are cross breeding humans with their species!

I'm not scared because they look frightening...well yeah I am scared of that. But I'm mostly scared of being forced to do things that I really don't want to do! I mean before (like months ago) I used to have a positive attitude towards the belief of aliens. I wanted to make friends with them! I wanted to ask them questions about them! ET! Right? :D

But what if they have no regard for human life? What if we're just experimental mice?!

I'm gonna transition to a more religious thought here...

If extra terrestrials are real, do they believe in God? Here is a short story I found. It is told through an alien's perspective who is talking with a little human girl who lives in a farm but got lost in the woods late at night. I'm not going to say where i found it (because i dont want to show any more nerdiness)

"REPORT"

I read no fear in her mind, and as I tapped into her brain for but a second I found out that she had no knowledge of what I could be. She did not know that I was from another world, so obviously her housing area did not have those metal appliances that broadcasted entertainment from which she could have viewed many humorous archives that this world’s artists have created of us. In her brain there was no fear, no hatred, no disgust, only curiosity.

“Are you alright?” I asked her telepathically. She gasped and looked quite confused.
“How do you talk and not move your mouth?” she asked. I had almost forgotten that she was a child.
“It’s because my head is so big that you hear my brain talking.” She giggled , “Why are you wandering under these trees at this time? It is not safe for you.” She then told me a long story about her mother. Both she and her mother used to hike under those trees to a pond. She had lost some ornament during their last hike which was a gift from her mother, and said that she was in a…“dead”.
“Dead? What does that mean?” I asked.
“It’s when you’re not alive anymore. My daddy said that she’s with Jesus now though.”
“Jesus?” she looked surprised when I asked this.
“You don’t know who Jesus is?”
“Obviously a person of great of importance. How does the absence of life bring one to the company of the Jesus?”
“Where are you from mister?” she asked. I paused for a while. I tried thinking of an answer that she could understand.
“Far away…”
“How far? Like from Europe?” I tried thinking of another way to explain to her.
“I’m from another star.”
“Wow! Which one?” she asked. She looked up at the sky.
“It cannot be viewed right now.”
“Aw! Okay. Does your whole family live on that star?”
“Yes they do.”
“Do you believe in God?”
“Believe? He never speaks falsely.”
“Huh?”
“…Yes we believe in God.”
“Then how come you don’t know who Jesus is? He died on a cross to save everyone from their sins” she asked. Then I remembered…that this was the world that had fallen. I realized who this Jesus was. But we knew him by a different name. I decided to tell this young female about my world and her’s.
“ Jesus only died for your world’s sins. My world did not fall into sin, and neither did any of the other worlds.”
“I don’t get it…” It was very difficult trying to think of easier ways to explain to this child.
“What is this world’s name for the fallen angel who causes every individual…” I tried making it simple, “…to do bad things?”
“The devil?”
“Yes. You see child, ‘the devil’ only resides in your world, and is the reason for the very first sin. My world did not fall into sin. It is pure and sinless. I know it’s hard to comprehend.” She just stood there thinking quietly about all her classes that involved these sorts of conversations. She had never heard anything like what I had just said to her. So I continued by asking, “Do you know what God looks like?”
“No…do you?”
“Yes. He walks with us everyday.”



Pretty cool thought huh! Anyways...reading that again has made me feel a little less paranoid...




Im tired of typing for this now. Good night.

Last night's nightmare!

So here's how it went.


There was this big musical thing coming up at LSU. Somehow i got involved. There was a few people doing a group performance which included my friends Wesley, Darren, Ashlee, and a few others (i dont remember). We found out that there wasgoing to be some tiny people coming to watch the show (-_- its a dream...) so we used a shrinking machine and shrunk Darren and Ashlee so that they could sing to them! It made sense to me...in my dream.

So there was a rehearsal. Darren and Ashlee, already shrunken to like a fourth of an inch, started practicing. Everyone else started practicing on the stage completely oblivious to them. It was going great until one of the dancers stepped on Darren and Ashlee. But the thing was none of us knew until we saw them a while later...flat and splattered on the stage...oh my goodness it was horrifying! I thought I lost two awesome people! Continuing on...Wesley goes on his hands and knees and tries to talk to them (just in case they were still alive), but it was too late...


Later...the rest of us were all hanging out in a huge bathroom that had couches in it...talking about what just happened. Then my big toe started itching...so i scratched it. Then it just...came off.




the end!