This is the story that I mailed to H-Kon and now I posted so it can be read.
In 1968 when I was eight years old, I used to walk a great distance from my house to the
beach with my friends. In order to do so, we have to go through the tundras to get there. One day
for some reason I got separated from the group (which were about six of us) and I lost my sense
of direction. I kept walking until finaly I came up over a mound and from there, in the other side I
could see a huge and very shiny craft where people were unloading and loading stuff. I couldn’t
see exactly what the boxes were, but I noticed it were loaded into the craft with ease. I don’t
know how long I was standing there but after a while, I felt like I was getting blinded by a flash of
bright white light. Next thing I could remember was that I was laying in the beach and my troupe
were asking me how did I got there ahead of them. What can you say when you’re an eight year
old boy and can’t comprehend what really happened? That was my first story. Did I picked this
story from TV? No, not even a chance, my family was very poor didn’t own one and I didn’t have
a chance to watch TV until I was about twelve. Over the years right after that I been seing their
work, in the sky, at sea and in the rainforest. Here in Puerto Rico sightings are so frequent that
people had got used to it and don’t pay pay attention and look for signs anymore.
Other experience I had it was like this: My father purchased a farm in the mountain range
were the rain fores is located. I was fourteen at that time. One day I went fishing to the lake/dam
which is just a few minutes from the farm. While I was fishing and staring at the water, I noticed a
reflection and I looked up to see what it was. I noticed that it was circular in shape and it did not
reflected the sunlight so I regarded it as a mirage. But I kept looking and just a few seconds later
the thing started to hover and ascended so fast that in a blink of few seconds was gone. During
that year weird things happened around my community area, some of them unexplained by the
civil authorities and department of energy technicians. A hydroelectric power generator plant is
located at the entrance of the dam close by were I was fishing and these generators were fed with
water via tunnels dug under the mountains from another dam located about 60 miles away. The
weird thing is that every night, around 11:40 and 11:45 the power used to go off for no reason. I
mean, a complete blackout. Around that time I used to get the urge to step outside the house and
look at the stars. It was like I knew when this thing (power blackout) was going to happen. My
mother used to yelled at me and prompted me to return inside and I told her often that it was
alright, that I wasn’t in any danger. I tell you this even the Air Force came at that time when these
events were happening, stayed for a few weeks but the events kept occurring all year long. I used
to go outside and brought with me a flashlight, and when the power went off in the neighborhood
so it did the power in my flashlight. The power loss usually didn’t lasted long, just to about a
minute at the most. When the power came back on, so it did my flashlight started working again.
My mother started to get afraid about these incidents and some other incidents that happened to
her and several people in the neighborhood. This incidents happened at the same time that events
were developing/happening at the plant. But that it will be another story. Technicians came and
replaced the turbine generators and circuitry but the events continue to happen anyway for years
afterward.
My other experience happened when I was eighteen. I just returned from military training
from the US Army Reserve and I was invited to a trip on a sailboat with some friends, to visit the
island of St. Marteen and other islands nearby. While I was reading a book on the deck (this
happened at night also) one member of our crew noticed something and yelled to everybody to
come and take a look at what he was seeing. At first we did’t noticed of what he was talking
about it but then we saw it, it was only a shape in the sky, no lights, its movement was erratic
almost like the rotation of a spinning top (wobbling). We couldn’t see anything else, just a
blackened space in the sky that obscured the stars above it whatever that thing was. A few
minutes later we encountered a dense fog, which I never seen if before in my travels, the
temperature was about 90 degrees and muggy. As we entered the fog, the air became heavy, and
then if became extremely cold and the water became still. The rocking of the boat stopped and it
felt like we were floating in plain air. The fog shifted to a green phosphorescent color and it was
very cold, I mean, very cold. Suddenly the fog disappeared and so it did the coldness. We were
back in the open, tides returned and was warm again. One thing I remember was the captain of
the boat saying that we were many degrees off from our original course, that he couldn’t
understand it how it happened. He rechecked the instruments and all were fine.
I had other experiences that I will share with you all later. Hope that helps a bit. I know myself
that those who are marked can see it on their sleep. I’m marked too. ROEL6.
