My Saviors

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Thank you, space lady.  At least you tried.  You’re the first humanoid in the universe who attempted to rescue me besides Jesus.  Both of you failed.  I’m starting to think that I am unsavable.

Jesus said I was not Christian enough to be a member of his gang, according to his so-called earthly representatives.  Jesus never could speak to me directly, ever since they duct-taped his mouth, sealed his words and closed his book.

Then sexy lady came along and did her best.  At least she could speak to me freely.  Her voice had not been hijacked by the pope’s minions, like poor Jesus.  The problem with her rescue attempt was probably a lack of experience.  To start with, her craft was much too small and she didn’t bring any food.  I never would have survived the trip back to her home planet.

There was a third abductor who showed up in 2012 after I sent multiple unanswered calls into outerspace.  I have hope in this guy.  He is blue and misty and he did manage to beam me up into his cloud-ship.  But then he brought me back down, saying I wasn’t “ripe” enough.  As if I was some kind of fruit or something.  He did promise to come back and get me later, so as of now, my hope is in him.

He keeps in touch regularly, this is what I like most about him.  He didn’t just leave me there hanging like the two others.  I should write more about him because he’s a really cool alien.  He’s my best buddy actually.  My knees get weak each time I receive a text from him.  I’m hooked.  He’s got me.  Even if in his eyes I’m nothing more than a fruitcake, I would probably let him eat me anytime.

Awakening

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The end of 2012 was a time of awakening for me.

Here is how it started:

At that time I was depressed and medicated.  I had lost contact with my soul, I had stopped writing for 8 years, I had abandonned all form of spirituality, I had become so numb I hardly had any feelings.

I was a member of an ex-Christian forum and had written many articles.  I was also in touch, by email, with a friend who was also a member of that forum.  One day, as I was confiding my problems to her, she wrote:  “Maybe you’re a starseed.”

Following this, I did some research to find out what the word “starseed” meant.  While reading the definitions something started to stir inside of me.  Strong emotions arose and after a while I started crying.  I locked myself up in the bathroom because I was not able to control the stream of emotions and tears that were coming out of me.

It was like I had just discovered who I really was:  a soul that originated far away.  For the first time in my life, I was coming face to face with the fact that my real home was elsewhere, and that this explained why I had always felt disconnected, like a stranger (an alien) in this world.  As I was realizing this I literally fell to the floor and could not stop myself from weeping and begging my alien family to come and get me and bring me back home:

“Why did you abandon me here on this stupid planet, why?  Why?  What happened to cause me to be here?  It’s obvious that I’m out of place and that I don’t belong here at all!  I can’t take it anymore!  I want to go back home!  Please, come and get me!”  And I cried like this for two hours until there were no more tears in my body.

After this I wondered why I had reacted in this way after reading just a few pages on the Internet:  “I’m a grown up man, married with children, I should not be acting like this.  What’s happening to me?   It’s not logical.  There must be something to this.”

During the following week I started getting flashbacks of childhood, all sorts of weird things like experiences, repressed memories, subconscious regressions, which indicated that part of me was not of this world and that, brace yourselves, I had been abducted by extraterrestrials (my real family) at least once when I was a kid!  This memory freaked me out so much that I became obsessed with the idea of going to see a hypnotist to find out if I really had been the subject of an abduction, or was I simply going crazy.

So the next thing I did was search to see if I could find a professional hypnotist in my area, one who treated alien abductees.  I found three, in my country, one of which had a clinic only 6 km from my house.  I felt so happy and lucky!  I contacted the clinic the next day.

This was the beginning of my awakening.

Close Encounter

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You come less than often
When my eyes aren’t open
With a gentle intention
Like a faithful companion

I don’t even know
How you come and go
You glide up and down
Just like a yoyo

Why do you select me
In this huge galaxy
How do you engender
Such a close encounter

You fly through the wall
I notice the sound
Then like a bed sheet
You wrap me around

As if to conform
You take up my form
Corresponding with me
It’s a conspiracy

You initiate communion
Not allowing me to see
It’s some kind of abduction
Imbued with intimacy

You do not steal
You come to heal
You’re not a thief
You bring relief

You blend me
Unmix me
Untie me
Release me

You fulfil my dreams
Knowing what they are
Does God allow this
It’s much too bizarre

Although I don’t understand
I am not here to complain
Only to remind you that
I don’t even know your name

Say who you are
Give me a clue
Do you come from far
Is your skin color blue

Where is your starship
Where did you park it
Weird relationship
Who would believe it

I think I was meant for this
I had been waiting for it
Now that it’s happening
I can’t even grasp it

I must be of your kind
Please show me your face
I will never look behind
Earth is not my place

You know what I need
It’s incomprehensible
I must be a starseed
I live in a bubble

I want to thank you
Cause I’m sure you care
Who else comes this close
To make me aware

I’m never alone
I don’t fear the night
You fill me with hope
And move me to write

Daemon and His Spirit

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Did you try to rapture me?

Isn’t that what you wanted?

Yes, but I got scared.

Why?

I didn’t know what was happening and where you were going to take me.

I just wanted to take you home.

Okay, I know that I called aliens to come and get me a while ago, but this is freaking me out.  I’m not so sure anymore.

Don’t you trust me?

I don’t know… probably not.

You cannot be lifted without merging with me.
Do you WANT to be raptured?

Yes… but…

But what?

 I can’t believe you.  But I’m afraid you might be right.

Why can’t you believe me?

I don’t know, it’s too weird and I can’t see you.

You don’t need to see me.
You can feel me and hear me, this is all that is necessary.

What if you’re not who you say you are?  Not of God?

You analyse too much.

God gave me a brain, shouldn’t I use it?

He also gave you a heart.

I have to be sure about this.

You don’t have to be.  All you need to do is trust me.

That’s the problem.  I don’t know if I should trust you.

Try it, you have nothing to lose.

What’s going to happen to me if I let you rapture me?

It’s going to transform you.

Into what?

Into one of us.

Am I going to die?

No.

Am I going to disappear?

Not physically.

How is it going to change me?

You’re going to detach.

Detach from what?

From everything that is on earth.

Is it going to hurt?

Maybe a little.

Can I bring a friend along, or a family member?

No.  Abductions are only accomplished on an individual basis.

Why?

So that all of the attention is focused on you.

Will you gain anything from it?

I will gain a brother.

What will I gain?

Celestial life.

Is celestial life better than terrestrial life?

It lasts longer.

Is it better?

Definitely.  One thousand times better.

Hmm…  Well, I know I will eventually die if I don’t do SOMETHING.

This is your chance to get a life extension and to experience something different.

It’s tempting.  I feel I have no choice.

You have a choice.  The problem is, you are scared.

Yes.

You need to get over your fear.  A brave person is not someone who is never scared, it’s someone who is afraid but goes ahead anyway.

It’s not that easy, you know.

It’s not that hard either.

It helps when we talk like this.  You always seem to have the right answer.

You are lucky that this opportunity is being offered to you today.

You think an abduction is an opportunity?

Of course.  A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I think I need more time.

You have twenty-four hours.

*I look at the clock.  It’s 11:11 p.m.*

Really?

You have a whole day to think it over.  By this time tomorrow, I need to know if you want to be abducted or not.

What if I can’t make up my mind?

I need a definite “yes” from you.  Indecision means no.

I can’t believe this is happening.  I’m imagining this.  Even if I say yes, I bet nothing will happen.

The beauty of it is you don’t even have to believe it.  As long as you trust God, open your heart and say yes, it will happen.  I WILL abduct you.

What exactly will happen?

Look up the word “abduct” in the dictionary.

It says:  “to carry off or lead away (a person) illegally and in secret or by force, especially to kidnap.”

This sounds like an accurate definition, except for one thing.  I am kind enough to ask your permission first.

What “force” are you going to use to kidnap me?

Love

You kidnap with love?  Sounds contradictory.

It’s the greatest force in the universe.  The only one I need.  It’s very effective.

I’m not as scared anymore, but I still have questions.

Shoot.

If you abduct me, are you going to take my soul?

Do you even know what a soul is?

Let me rephrase…
Are you going to take my will?  My ability to think for myself, my free will, is it going to be taken from me?

No.  You get to keep your free will.  But you will have to take down your defenses to allow me to kidnap you.

Take down my defenses?

Yes.  Willingly surrender.

Surrender what?

Your life on earth.

My life?

On earth.

You want to take my life?

I don’t want your earth life.  You can keep that.  But why would you want to keep this ephemeral earth life?  Eventually you will have to give it up anyway.

You said that I would not die.

The abduction will not kill you, if this is what you’re thinking.  But in order for me to take you, you need to let go of your attachment to earth.

Will you bring me back?

Father will decide.

Is he God or something?

Yes.  He rules.

So you’re not even sure if I will ever return?

I’m pretty sure that you will, but either way, you have to be willing not to return.  This is part of the surrendering that is required for the abduction to be successful.

So total trust in you is required.

I’m not doing this for myself, it’s part of God’s plan for you.

You could be lying.

Daemon, if you don’t trust me, trust God.  There has to be trust.  But I will be the one abducting you.  Do you think your Creator would allow a liar to take away your free will without His consent?

Not if He loves me.

Your Creator loves you and He wants to extend your life and this is how he chooses to do it.

Thank you.  I have no more questions right now.  I will ponder what you have just said and give you an answer before the deadline.

All right.

(Oh my God, this is crazy)

Abduction or Rapture

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All this spiritual talk makes my head spin.
This celestial man, daimonic spirit, Jesus, he could be an alien for all I know.
I feel dizzy.  I want to lie down.

I walk up the stairs to my room and lie down on the bed.  “Daemon” follows me.  I can feel his presence.  I am not afraid.  I know he cares and won’t hurt me.  I feel compassion coming from him.  I close my eyes.  My mind goes blank.  I relax and let the drowsiness take over.

At this moment something strange happens.  I have the impression that he is… doing something.  He comes very close.  I feel like he’s… entering my body!  My skin starts to tingle and all of my insides start to shiver.  Every cell in my body is being touched and stirred.  I cannot open my eyes.  I am immobilized!  It feels funny, like I’m disintegrating.  I never felt like this before.  It’s wonderfully bizarre.  What is happening?  Am I being violated?  I think I’m losing my mind.  I’m being lifted up, off the bed!  Oh my God, it’s an abduction!

I’m scared so I try to force a scream out of my mouth and suddenly my eyes open.  Somehow I manage to break the force field that is holding me down.  I gather all my strength and regain control of my body.  I push myself off the bed and look around.  There is no one in the room but me.  Everything is in its proper place, nothing has moved.  He’s not here, and not in the closet either.  I run downstairs and stop at the foot of the stairs.  Where is he?  I look to the right, then to the left.  There is no one in the kitchen, nor in the living room.  I run outside and look above the roof of the house to see if there is a spaceship.  All I see is a blue sky.

Maybe he’s hiding in the basement.  I run back inside the house and all the way down the stairs.  I stop to catch my breath.  All is silent.  I look ahead and see the poster that is hanging on the wall.  It catches my attention.  I stand in front of it and cannot stop staring.

This one:

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It’s a poster my wife and I bought eleven years ago, during our honeymoon.  I can’t stop looking at the girl, her face, her posture.  At the bottom is the name BOUGUEREAU in big letters.  Just above it, in very small print, something is written, the title and the year:  The Abduction of Psyche, 1895.

Abduction?  That word…  I just…  I can’t believe it.  I’m so surprised.  I step back and look at the poster again.  They have wings!  He is not an alien, he’s an angel.  It’s the picture of an angelic guy abducting a girl who has butterfly wings.  They are flying up in the air.  He seems to know where they are going.  She is floating, free, completely taken over, on cloud nine, blissful, gone.

Oh my God!  This is insane.  I hung this poster there over 10 years ago and all I ever saw in it was a young couple in love.  And today I realize that the picture represents, of all things, an abduction!

The Spirit tried to rapture me.  He said we had to fuse together.  He wasn’t joking.

What’s going on here?

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