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Works Cited: The Disillusioned Earthbound Human: A Tragedy Series

▪ 25 Most Severe Droughts Ever Recorded. http://list25.com/25-most-severe-droughts-ever-recorded/

▪ 20 Vile Quotes Against Women By Religious Leaders From St Augustine to  Pat Robertson. http://www.alternet.org/belief/20-vile-quotes-against-women-religious-leaders-st-augustine-pat-robertson

▪ Acts 17:11 Archive: The Morning Star, Jesus Christ and Lucifer from the King James http://www.acts17-11.com/dialogs_morningstar.html

▪ Astrological Events | List of Astrological Events. http://www.drikpanchang.com/astrology/vedic-astrology.html

▪ Bataan Death March – World War II – HISTORY.com. http://www.history.com/topics/world-war-ii/bataan-death-march

▪ Bible Discovered: Reveals No ?Divine Powers? https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=VIQP1j8gmRg

▪ Conspiracy of the Century…Jesus and Lucifer, One and the Same!, page 1 http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread655242/pg1

▪ Conspiracy of the Century…Jesus and Lucifer, One and the Same!, page 1 http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread655242/pg1

▪ Daemonologie – Wikipedia. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daemonologie

▪ Earth’s Shifting Tectonic Plates https://www.nationalgeographic.org/maps/earths-tectonic-plates/

▪ Elements of Speech. https://www.boundless.com/communications/textbooks/boundless-communications-textbook/introduction-to-public-speaking-1/elements-of-speech-communication-21/

▪ Etruscan Sarcophagi and the Marriage Bed (Part 1 of 2)-SevenPonds Blog. http://blog.sevenponds.com/soulful-expressions/%E2%80%A8etruscan-sarcophagi-and-the-marriage-bed-part-1-of-2 (see the link to Part 2)

▪ Etruscan Sexuality http://www.mysteriousetruscans.com/theopompus/

▪ Eugene Lyon, National Geographic, September 1990 – Google Search. https://www.google.com.ph/search?q=Eugene+Lyon%2C+National+Geographic%2C+September+1990&oq=Eugene+Lyon%2C+National+Geographic%2C+September+1990%C2%A0&aqs=chrome..69i57.2735j0j4&client=tablet-android-samsung&sourceid=chrome-mobile&ie=UTF-8

▪ Eve and the Identity of Women: 7. Eve & Lilith http://witcombe.sbc.edu/eve-women/7evelilith.html

▪ Exposing the Judeo-Masonic Conspiracy/Fitzpatrick Informer. https://fitzinfo.wordpress.com/

▪ Female genital mutilation (FGM) frequently asked questions | UNFPA – United Nations Population Fund. http://www.unfpa.org/resources/female-genital-mutilation-fgm-frequently-asked-questions

▪ Freemasonry – Wikipedia. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freemasonry

▪ Handwritten Draft Of King James Bible Discovered: Reveals No ?Divine Powers? http://churchandstate.org.uk/2015/10/handwritten-draft-of-king-james-bible-discovered-reveals-no-divine-powers/

▪ History. Catastrophic epochs.   http://www.1260.org/Mary/History/History_Catastrophic_Epochs_en.htm

▪ History of Witches Video – History of Halloween – HISTORY.com. http://www.history.com/topics/halloween/history-of-halloween/videos/history-of-witches?cmpid=mrss_int_taboola_video_his

▪ History. XXI Century. Warning. http://www.1260.org/Mary/History/History_XXI_Warning_en.htm

▪ Holocene Age. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holocene

▪ Incredible discovery of intact female figurine from neolithic era in Turkey | Ars Technica https://arstechnica.com/science/2016/09/amazing-intact-statue-of-a-woman-unearthed-at-the-neolithic-city-of-catalhoyuk-in-turkey/

▪ Incubus. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Incubus

▪ India has been a post-truth society for years (and maybe the West has too) http://theconversation.com/india-has-been-a-post-truth-society-for-years-and-maybe-the-west-has-too-71169

▪ Married Women and the Law: Coverture in England and the Common Law World on JSTOR. http://www.jstor.org/stable/j.ctt32b7jq

▪ National Coalition Against Domestic Violence http://www.ncadv.org/takeaction/DomesticViolenceAwarenessMonth.php

▪Office on Violence Against Women Announces New Program to Support Tribal Governments Exercise Special Domestic Violence Criminal Jurisdiction | OPA | Department of Justice. https://www.justice.gov/opa/pr/office-violence-against-women-announces-new-program-support-tribal-governments-exercise

▪ Pope Sylvester II – Wikipedia. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pope_Sylvester_II

▪ Pre-Birth Memories: Can People Remember Being in the Womb? Being Born? http://www.theepochtimes.com/n3/1372615-pre-birth-memories-can-people-remember-being-in-the-womb-being-born/

▪ Scriptures proves that Satan and Jesus are one and the same. http://www.godlikeproductions.com/forum1/message1094267/pg1?disclaimer=1

▪ Shifting tectonic plates – Google Search. https://www.google.com.ph/search?client=tablet-android-samsung&q=shifting+tectonic+plates&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwjv4-G7–7TAhXHebwKHb9MAXQQ7xYIFigA&biw=600&bih=1024

▪ Silk Road – Ancient History Encyclopedia. http://www.ancient.eu/Silk_Road/

▪ SPANISH GALLEON TRADE BETWEEN THE PHILIPPINES AND MEXICO | Facts and Details. http://factsanddetails.com/southeast-asia/Philippines/sub5_6a/entry-3835.html

▪ Succubus. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Succubus

▪ Table of Geological Periods. https://www.infoplease.com/science-health/physical-science/table-geological-periods

▪ Take A Stand Against Domestic Violence. http://ncadv.org/takeastand

▪ The 10 Greatest Empires In The History Of The World – Business Insider. http://www.businessinsider.com/the-10-greatest-empires-in-history-2011-9#8-the-abbasid-caliphate-eventually-lost-out-to-the-turks-3

▪ The dark side of the doctrine of justification ? church historian Kaufmann calls anti-Semitism ?a genuine legacy of Luther?: Luther2017. https://www.luther2017.de/en/wiki/martin-luther-and-the-jews/the-dark-side-of-the-doctrine-of-justification-church-historian-kaufmann-calls-anti-semitism-a-genuine-legacy-of-luther/

▪ The Etruscans and Sexuality http://www.mysteriousetruscans.com/theopompus/

▪ The History Place – Hitler Youth: Beginnings to 1923. http://www.historyplace.com/worldwar2/hitleryouth/hj-beginnings.htm

▪ The Oldest Bible http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b00dp74r

▪ This Is Your Brain on Advertising: Why Kids Are So Vulnerable to Marketing. http://nymag.com/scienceofus/2015/11/why-kids-are-so-vulnerable-to-advertising.html

▪ Top 5 Church Denominations That Use KJV Bible the Most http://www.christianpost.com/news/top-5-churches-that-use-kjv-bible-the-most-160020/
▪ Tsunami Facts and Information. http://www.nationalgeographic.com/environment/natural-disasters/tsunamis/

▪ Wandervogel – Wikipedia. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wandervogel

▪ Watch Gods and Monsters Full Episode – True Monsters | HISTORY. http://www.history.com/shows/true-monsters/season-1/episode-3?m=51dadf94cc462&s=undefined&f=undefined&free=false

▪ What A Wonderful World! https://www.apost.com/en/blog/this-2-minute-video-is-the-most-incredible-thing-ive-ever-seen-about-nature-i-could-watch-it-again-and-again/1498/

▪ What is the history of the King James Bible? http://www.bibleinfo.com/en/questions/history-kjv

▪ Who are the Freemasons, what are their beliefs and how can you join a Masonic Lodge? Everything you need to know. https://www.thesun.co.uk/news/3322564/freemasons-beliefs-how-join-masonic-lodge-sky1/

▪ Who claims royalties when the Bible is sold? – Quora https://www.quora.com/Who-claims-royalties-when-the-Bible-is-sold

▪ William Blackstone – Wikipedia. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Blackstone

▪ William Blackstone on Coverture | What’s Wrong With Equal Rights? https://whatswrongwithequalrights.wordpress.com/tag/william-blackstone-on-coverture/

▪ Witch trials in the early modern period – Wikipedia. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Witch_trials_in_the_early_modern_period#Peak_of_the_trials:_1580.E2.80.931630

▪ Women’s protest hits Dutch website with ad boycott http://www.bbc.com/news/world-europe-39854823

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The Disillusioned Earthbound Human: A Tragedy  (Part III, “Rooaarrr!)

Fact: A species, humanoid or otherwise, will not persist without the reproduction, nurturing, the educating and indoctrinating of new generations in properly protecting, sustaining, advancing their given culture.

In every EBH tribe, there existed two genders. A male gender and a female gender. And through copulation of the male and female (yes,I must be specific here), a child EBH was conceived and delivered into life on the rock.

Now, female and male EBH, while different in general appearance, that is to say, the female was fairer than the male, with genitalia and a reproductive system specific to permit child conception and delivery, otherwise stood toe to toe, side by side, not only in conducting day to day labor, of any category, but also in protecting home and community.

Male and female EBH worked and played, struggled and accomplished, supported and encouraged one another through whatever came, not just in commitments as a domestic couple, but as equal members of a community, large or small.

These two distinct and independent EBHs had woke up together on this rock, and they would survive together on it. This fact just seemed to be an inherent understanding. It seemed once again whomever, whatever deposited this curious species onto their tiny rock, had considered every aspect of survivability; this had not been a random act, or some bizarre evolutionary process.

At one point the female EBH was held in an iconic position, with tribes commissioning statues in her honor. These flattering, towering bare breasted images attested to her undeniable standing in communities.

In some cultures, she was not restricted even in sexual activity.

The Etruscan woman, of a pre-Roman sophisticated Italian culture, for example, could participate in, engage in casual sexual trysts with whomever she pleased. Because these women prided themselves in physical fitness and impeccable appearance, they considered being seen nude by others, especially men, as a compliment, not as an embarrassment or disgrace. 

The Etruscans are one of the first societies to flaunt open marriages. Wife sharing was a custom to them. They not only accepted many, many men onto their couches, the women raised any child that resulted out of their encounters, whether they could identify the biological father or not.

This custom would later come to be criticise even by the following Egyptian and Roman sex mongrels.

Other cultures would simply bestow the title of goddess upon their women, and commission a stone carver to produce an image worthy of her.

One of the most notable finds to date is a statuette of a possible goddess of fertility that dates back nine thousand years.

The find was in an ancient Turkish settlement called Çatalhöyük. The settlement is believed to have existed for longer than a millennium.

So, the question arises, was honoring the female, permitting her such privileges, extraordinary freedom, something the EBH came up with on their own, or was this behavior more subconscious encoding surfacing?

It was undeniable, the EBH female was an integral element in developing EBH society; and, in many instances her adoration shadowed that of the brute  male.

In addition to, and in conjunction with her fertility status, as the child bearer, she was regarded as the true and only source of lineage.

Had she enjoyed that level of stature prior to finding herself Earthbound?

Within the tribes, she acquired education, held public office at all levels, served as a jurist, was a successful proprietor of business, and a land owner.

If her domestic relationship with her male partner dissolved, she was entitled to, and received her fair share of the couple’s joint holdings.

Because of this recognition, this acknowledgment and acceptance of gender equality, societies, tribes, alliances flourished in productivity, growth, and stature.

Global EBH was functioning at a one hundred percent level; both male and female actively engaged across the board, in every aspect of life. Neither gender was ruling over, undermining, exploiting the other.

All was right on the tiny rock. 

But male EBH was not content. Not at  all content.

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The Disillusioned Earthbound Human: A Tragedy  (Part II, “Ugh!)

Our EBH has somehow, someway come to exist on a tiny speck of a rock floating, spinning, orbiting a brilliant fireball, in what seemed like an endless void of a universe. And his questions remained: How? Why? When? And, by who’s hand? By what means?

The EBH does not know, and sadly, will never know. One of those eternal mystery things.

But assuming, just for grins and giggles, EBH was brought to this rock by, oh, let’s say parents, his people, a dying society, for his own good, his own safety, or perhaps, while we’re toying with ideas, perhaps brought here as an exile, to separate him from his culture for whatever reason, dropped into an uncharted, alien, albeit survivable wilderness, to fend for himself.

Whatever the case, either of these two, or any of an endless list of other possibilities, EBH should have quickly gotten over what he didn’t know, and focused on what he did know, what he saw before him: A survivable, real situation.

But that’s not what he did.

Instead, EBH opted to sear, to pout, to essentially  behave as a neglected, abandoned child, throwing tantrums and breaking his toys, in this case, destroying and poisoning his only means of survival; the sustaining resources provided by his rock. 

Maybe EBH remained angry because no note was left by Mommy, promising to return some day. Maybe he was frustrated because no instructions were left as how to best survive on a strange, unfamiliar rock.

More angering and frustrating could have been simply not knowing from where he came, or why he was left.

No map home. No number to phone home. Nothing. 

EBH, simply woke up one day to find himself standing in the warmth of a brightly shinning sun, under trees laden with sweet fruits.

He walked through wild gardens of tasty vegetables growing in abundance.

He waded through clear flowing rivers teaming with nourishing fish, and wondered among  animals of every conceivable kind as they roamed the hills and valleys, edible ones and hard working beasts of burden.

He watched  birds of every description and color as they filled the skies, others as they nested, laying white, brown, and speckled eggs.

I’m sure he looked up as quenching rains poured down from blackened skies, washing all periodically. 

No, EBH didn’t just wake up to find himself alone and in dire straights, he woke up and found himself in paradise.

If he was in fact  “abandoned,” if he was in fact left to fend for himself, for a short period of time, or for all time, whoever, whatever transported, delivered, deposited him onto the surface of this rotating sphere, this speck in a vast void, could not have chosen a more supportive, sustaining rock.

But back to reality, because it was not just a matter of EBH not accepting his awakening in paradise; it was not just a matter of not bringing himself to simply embrace his good fortune. No. EBH harbored a deep seeded, all consuming obsession, compounded with a growing anger and an equally deeply seeded savagery.

EBH was not satisfied with being supported, nurtured, sustained by his rock, prison or not; and, on his Sun vanishing each evening, on the multitude of other rocks illuminating the black canvas that was a collection of universes, EBH only laid back and stared; stared, knowing somewhere among the twinkling space rocks he was looking upon was his true home.

Now, please recall I explained that all EBHs possess a conscious. That inner most self that distinguishes one EBH from all others. 

But, as with his origin, as with his destiny, no EBH, none, not a single psychologist, not one psychiatrist, certainly no self-proclaimed Shaman of any organized religious cult, can claim to have knowledge of the humanoid conscious. Oh, many will claim such knowledge, but, that is their delusion.

The human conscious is as distinct and personal as finger prints. You may get a peek at one, but you’ll never see them all. 

IF any “instructions,” guidance, compelling messages were left by those who delivered the EBH to the surface of his rock, those guiding messages may have been encoded into the EBH sub-conscious; even if nothing more than, “Good luck! You’re on your own!” After all, he was eventually able to climb down a tree and into a skyscraper. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.  Let’s back up a bit.

I’m using EBH in the singular tense; it must be understood, however, that there were a multitude of EBH tribes scattered throughout the surface of the Earth. 

Genetically speaking, all EBHs are the same; that is to say, all sport two legs, two arms, one head, one brain, etcetera, etcetera.

Some tribes enjoy variations to the basic theme, facial features mostly, height and skin tone others. But all possess the ability to think, create, and imagine. All possess a conscious.

Considering their similarities and differences, each individual tribe considered itself equal in standing with all other tribes, while embracing their own unique cultural differences; in many cases, tribal leaders touted their tribes as superior to others. Bigger, stronger, more powerful. 

Were all tribes linked to the same magical, mystical origin in some way? Were all cast in the image of a single all mighty “creator?” There are many who speculate that is the case, just lack the evidence to prove their suspicions.

What is known is, again perhaps through the activation of encoded processes and embedded instructions, all EBH tribes began to develop socially. While some developed faster than others, all developed in simular ways.

For no man can rule a kingdom (or a tribe) without a clear mandate. 

No king can preserve his legacy, record his glorious conquests, properly proclaim his supremacy throughout the lands without proper, tangible means and methods.

So somehow, someway, by some inherent “knowledge,” each tribe set to accomplish a universal task. 

Utilizing creativity and imagination, each EBH tribe created, tailored specifically to that tribe, variations of the basic “ugh.”

Through shifting inflections, variations in tones, high and low pitch, the universal ugh evolved into complex speech patterns.

Likewise, picking up sharpened stones and flat sandstone, EBH created unique, complex, and often ornamental scribblings; individual scribblings combined in sets came to represent a tribesman name, and official title, a label for a tool or utensil, the name of a river, or a fruit.

And so it came to be, all tribal EBHs not only possessed verbal speech, but written language as well.

While many tribes continually modified and expand their languages and vocabularies, many others still use a very basic, essentially unchanged dialect today.

Surprisingly, even the most simplistic known dialects accomplish what are considered the essential elements of meaningful communication. That is to say, even crude dialects involve a sender, a distinct and clear message, target a specific receiver, allow for/solicit feedback, permit a channel (or medium), consider potential interference and address specific situations.

These early utterances and scribblings permitted a crude, yet functional level of communication, not only within the tribe, but enabled communication with other neighboring tribes in the region.

EBH was connected, and quickly built meaningful circles of friends and formed crucial alliances. 

Within the tribe, these early utterances and scribblings were important in EBH establishing some semblance of social organization (not always effective), and law and order, (not always accepted, nor abided by all tribal members); and more importantly, he was now able to commission an official scribe to record all of his accomplishments for all time.

History was enabled, but as it is today, recorded history was not always factual. As it is today, recorded “history” is selective in content, embellished, and very slanted to favor the EBH being honored.

Also, while these fledgling communication tools were not interchangeable from one tribe to another, their simplicity and repetitive characteristics allowed one EBH tribe to adequately learn another tribe’s “language” without too much difficulty.

And so it was, EBH could effectively, and meaningfully dialogue with EBH and thus enabled a myriad of social interactions such as trading of goods, sharing of ideas, establishment of cooperatives that would allow public works projects mutually benefiting multiple tribes.

All was well and good. But the EBH was not content. Not at all content.

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The Disillusioned Earthbound Human: A Tragedy  (Part I: “In the beginning…”)

This is the first in what I hope is a mind tingling, thought provoking series extracted from, and intended as an introduction of sorts to a greater work to be published later this year.

It could be crudely aligned with classic Shakespearean tragedies, that is to say there are kingdoms, warriors, damsels in distress, etcetera. And as in many Shakespearean tales, no one survives, there are no true heroes, the women are degraded and exploited, lies and deception are at every turn, with greed and self-glorification being the very foundation of the story.

But the sad truth is, this is not a fictional tale at all. 

This is an actual tragedy being played out in real time, day in and day out. Ongoing. Non-stop. Undeniable by anyone. Inescapable by no one. 

It is the actual tragedy of what has evolved as the pathetic, hapless human man, from here forth referred to as the Earthbound Human (EBH).

The EBH would not be hapless at all were it not for one driving, all consuming issue. He is consumed by an obsession; an obsession, I suspect, driven more out of fear than curiosity.

Yes, fear. 

For however EBH projects himself to his public, whatever he may claim to be as an entity, beneath the false image, the shiny facade, he is but a frightened, insecure, paranoid, speck of matter, consumed by unshakeable, bone chilling fear.

This gripping fear is what drives the EBH in his obsession with his origin and, therefore, his true purpose for being, which, in actually, is a positive thing.

A positive, that is, until he is effectively derailed.

So driven is he about learning where he came from, why he is here, on this floating space rock, who placed him on this rock, his inability to control his own mind does him in.

Instead of accepting reality, he allows his mind to conjure up, fabricate, create delusional scenarios of his coming to be Earthbound. 

For reality for EBH, the origin of this tiny, fragile species, even the origin of his tiny floating rock, which he dubs Earth, is inconsequential to his existence at all. 

For the facts, the truths, the sequence of events, the interventions of whoever, whatever, which led to, not only his, but all creatures coming to co-exist on Earth, whether it involved a magical, mystical  glorious creator of all things great and small, whether it involved a life form creating celestial big bang, whether it involved  the biological evolution of a single celled organism that first threaded water, then walked ashore, or whether it involved a miniacal space traveller named Scotty, knowledgeable in transporter technology, that information has never been, is not now, nor will ever be accessible/available to the simpleton, the undisciplined, the reckless and irresponsible EBH.

 A quick reflection on this creature, this Earthbound humanoid curiosity. 

He is but one of many, many interesting creatures, lifeforms calling this floating space rock home. And while it is generally acknowledged that he possesses the ability to reason, it is also generally accepted that he tends to grossly misuse that skill, and in many instances, not use it at all.

Also, while he is only one of an unknown number of species that benefits from the ability to “think,” he favors an affinity towards using creativity and imagination, both surreal and illogical processes, almost to a fault.

Not much else is known about his existence at all, other than he may or may not be the only Earthbound creature who possesses an independent, personalized, individualized conscious, what he has come to call a soul.

Important note, the EBH fancies himself as the sole reigning, master of his floating rock, but  only because no other humanoid lifeform(s) has/have presented to prove him hopelessly wrong, or challenge his declaration of supremacy (to date, that is).

This is interesting because the EBH is one of the most physically, emotionally, biologically, and chemically sensitive, and therefore fragile, creatures on his rock. Millions upon millions of EBHs terminate annually due to physical trauma, a myriad of diseases and physiological disorders, and sheer self-destruction through a myriad of ingenious methods including ingestion, injection, and inhalation of life ending substances. Millions upon millions more are not terminated, but permanently disabled, rendered useless to society. 

But the most fascinating and prevalent method of terminating millions of EBHs is with high velocity muskets. These pop guns project a metal ball that tears through human flesh like it was paper, splintering bones, and damaging major, life sustaining internal organs.

EBH on EBH violence.

And so, it’s with this brief introduction that I hope to offer you a thought provoking break from drinking establishments, iron man work out sessions, funny cat videos. I trust, as loyal and dedicated “friends,” colleagues, family, that you’ll not only read, but share my words with your connections and circles. Remember, we all enjoy different tastes;  what may not be your cup of tea, just may be honey to another. Each new posting will offer an aggressive prospective of this suffering, disillusioned, misguided creature. Please stay with me.

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You Are Not Alone! Never have been! Never will be!

I believe it’s safe to say just about every culture in existence, in every part of the world, has its stories of unexplained phenomenon and sightings of creatures and phantasms and such.

My family certainly has their fair share of stories of apparitions and visitations by questionable presences that defy description, explanation, and logic; and yes, even I can recall some personal experiences, face to face(?) experiences that remain very clear in my memory even after decades.

So, I thought to help you welcome in the New Year with a better understanding of who we are, what we are, and where we are, I would offer you a little ditty. And just you know, I am pulling this out of a current draft of a new book in which I delve deeper into this whole concept of You Are Not Alone! Never have been! Never will be!

If you are one of those people who believe the world orbits around you, that the sun shines only on your pretty face, then perhaps this will help you to come to terms with just where you really stand as far as life on this Earth goes, and who or what could be standing right next to you, or looking over your shoulder even as you read this.

You see, it has long been established, documented, researched, and confirmed that we, humans, are not alone, not on the face of this planet, not in this realm of consciousness, not in this phase of life, or sphere of life. Rather, we are co-existing with a myriad of life forms, and perhaps energy based personalities and characters, some that are accepting of us and may even wish us happiness and peace, while many, many others simply wish us gone, and let us know in their own little ways.

The obvious visitations by what we dub as extraterrestrials, beings obviously, and undoubtedly far superior intellectually and technology speaking to simple minded stick and wheel humans, are the best known as they are highly publicized by news outlets, investigators, and scientist.

Please note that while we call these beings extraterrestrials, there are those, scientist and investigators, who believe, based on volumes of research, that we may very well be something along the lines of an annoying virus on their planet. For it is they who can travel the space we can only look up and marvel at. It is they who can dive to the bottom of the oceans we can only look down into wondering.

But there are other visitors that can come and go with such ease, in and out of this world we so arrogantly claim as our very own.

In many, but certainly not all, cases the experiences, visitations, manifestations, and peeks through various realms and windows of existence take place in unexpected locations. A living room in a modern new home; an airliner cruising at 30 thousand feet, or a dense jungle deep in still developing parts of the world.

In my personal experiences, it would seen many visitors prefer the simpler, uncomplicated versions of humans, perhaps due to the fact that they are more accepting and even welcoming.

Again, in my family’s case, we pretty much lived paycheck to paycheck, but we always had roofs over our heads, not always four walls, but pretty much always a roof and food for the day. We almost always lived in older neighborhoods, like the King Williams district; places wrought with history and mystic, and yes, ghost stories. In these places, it was almost commonplace for us to experience a myriad of unexplained noises, such as the sound of gravel or dirt being shoveled against the wall of our dilapidated one room apartment. (Of course, a check would reveal no evidence of any digging whatsoever.)

But even more upsetting were the visions of characters draped in black capes and whatnot just outside our door. (We had to go out of the apartment to use an outhouse of sorts.) And then of course there were the stories of our Grandmother enduring her arguments with an entity beckoning to accompany him away. Of course, this could have just been a Sancho, but true believers always pegged him as the Angel of Death.

As if all these (there were many, many more such incidents) weren’t enough to curl your hair, and despite being warned countless times about engaging, conversing, encouraging such entities, my lovely sisters just couldn’t resist the thrill of doing just that.

My youngest sister found it necessary to one day open our house to a mysterious old woman draped in head to toe black, allowing her to wonder within our home casting who knows what over us. But even better, and again despite knowing better, all my sisters gathered eagerly to communicate with the now infamous spirit, Raul, I believe it identified itself as, via the infamous Quiji board.

Then, one Christmas, Raul threatened to burn the house down. I believe that was the end of the Quiji.

But Raul wasn’t the only spirit in that old wood frame house, as it was filled almost nightly with odd occurrences and visitations of varied kinds including late night footsteps down the creaky hallway, knocking and tapping on interior doors, visions of images in attic windows not accessible from inside the house, images sitting and waving from the front porch swing, and the assorted whispering and moaning in the dark.

Possibly the most troubling experiences were of our dear mother who would encounter a force that she described as approaching from the hallway and not only entering her bedroom, but approaching the side of her bed. She would tell of feeling the presence, then the depression on her mattress as if the entity would sit beside her. Finally, she would feel pressure against her chest, as if the entity were trying to suffocate her. This of course, happened on more than one occasion.

The experiences within that one house alone would lead one to believe that it was a portal of sorts through which many visitors would traverse, some obviously stopping to look about. Oddly enough, a niece recently reported a very vivid dream of our mother (her grandmother), in which Grandma complained that the current residents of the house were boring. This made me stop and think, as just about every dream I have of my Mother, she is in that house.

The evidence that such energy exist and manifest itself to us in familiar visions is well documented. However, there are other incidents of manifestations that defy explanation and/or purpose and intentions.

To disallow any contradiction or cries of hearsay, I will recount only incidents I have witnessed and documented personally. And I will start with the most recent. But first, allow me to offer a setting.

Dhes, my wife, and I are presently in the Philippines; but not in urban Philippines such as Manila; provincial, such as in a barrio that is more representative of pre-electricity, pre-running water era. The majority of people here still live in simple Nipas, and prepare meals in dirty kitchens. Water is retrieved from centrally located hand-pump wells and carried home in buckets and jugs. A very simple life to be sure.

The terrain is dense jungle. There are well worn paths into the dense jungle that challenge travelers during daylight hours; night walking is for those most familiar with the paths, and by that I mean, human walkers. For, as it is often said, when the sun goes down, the jungle comes alive.

I shared the story of the playful, at times curious Tinker Bell fireflies. But, there are far more ominous things out there. One of which seems focused on Dhes at the present.

Every culture has their names for their specific entities, one name common in the Philippines is the Aswang, one of the most fearsome monsters in the Philippines.

Most commonly described as a witch-like character, the Aswang can change shape and size at will, is territorial and essentially a shy nocturnal creature. It uses the darkness and the jungle to their advantage. These are creatures said to prey on the ill and dying, described as eaters of the dead. But, they are also said to be sensitive types that can be angered through disrespect, denial, and annoyance.

Whatever the case, Dhes has experienced some inexplicable, curious events recently which some believeokay, many believe, may be the work of such a creature. Such as the markings she experienced a few nights ago.

After a fairly uneventful day, one which we walked about and spoke to neighbors and kids, we retired home and set to relax with a movie. On showering she experienced a burning sensation on rinsing her hip. There etched into her skin was what appeared to be a crude pentagram, the symbol for infinity, and an arrow point towards her abdomen.

While the marking were crude, they were not random. These marks were aligned and symmetrical enough to rule out some haphazard brushing against some bush or nail. During our earlier walkabout, I easily (and painfully) found a broken Christmas ornament as it penetrated my chinela piercing my foot. I know Dhes would have noted the multiple scratching by an obviously sharp object. Her wounds were deep, pitted and fresh.

We treated her etchings and locked down the room for the night, as these creatures access their victims through open windows and doors. But before I go on with the etching incident, let me share a still earlier incident that may, or may not, have bearing on this.

Our home is still under construction. Our ceiling is still open, as electrical issues are completed, and other things dealt with. But the master BR, bath, and closet are completed.

The area is approximately 36×15 feet. And, if you know about construction, or peeked into your attic you understand there are rafters and blocks supporting all.

Well, besides the Aswang, there are many other creatures lurking such as the tree people, invisible for the most part, but none the less among us. And, there is even one likened to a Sentar, that is to say a hoofed creature, observed around our home many times in the past.

Well, one night we are awakened by what can only be described as something not only running, but playing with a ball on our ceiling. At first we thought maybe a mouse trying to crack open a nut of sorts. But the more we listened the odder it got.

Whatever the creature was, it was rolling an object the length of the 36 feet. What should have been a virtual impossibility due to the rafters and blocks of woods.

We also listened closer to the steps. Exactly! Mice don’t stomp about, they’re quiet as, well mice. Gekkos pitter patter, but what we were hearing would mean there was one hell of a soccer playing gekko up there.

Then Dhes tells me to just bang on the ceiling, to chase whatever it is away, but that’s when things get really weird, because on my banging, the playful thing does stop rolling it’s toy, but only to stomp back down at me; almost as if annoyed I have interrupted it.

Now, it’s time to get serious. We’re both out of bed climbing a ladder armed with flashlights and broom handles read to evict, but..nothing. Dhes does gets a glimpse at a mouse hopping the rafters, but again, a quiet exit, and certainly no sign of any rolling ball.

Dhes reports the experience to her older sister, who is two rooms down from ours. Her room does not have a ceiling yet, so the next night, when the playful things are back, she easily peeks up to check out the commotion.

The next morning she explains to Dhes that what she saw was four beautiful, bright white, round mice playing on our ceiling.

By her description, I believe what she saw were four orbs.

I pulled this from the website The Different Colors of Ghost Orbs and Their Meanings. White or Silver Orbs are representative of spiritually; the white (or silver) is associated with a connection with a higher source. Some investigators believe orbs that are either white or silver in appearance are an indication that a spirit is trapped on this plane. Others believe it may be a sign that the spirit is there to offer protection to the people in the area. White energy is typically perceived as highly positive in nature.

Could the orbs be protecting Dhes from the Aswang? After all, they were focused over her bedroom. Was the body art a frustrated act? A “Maybe I can’t eat you, but I can mark you.” act of envy? By simple definition the symbol infinity, in reference to human beings, infers possession of infinite goodness, justice, truth, love, mercy, wisdom, power, light. The Penta, in relation to the biochemistry of a human being, is listed as pentavalent, a chemical balancing agent, critical in ensuring stability and reasonableness. Certainly all envious traits.

I’m googling to see if I can get some speculation from internet soothsayers, prophesiers, seers, crystal gazers, or oracles. (Responses should be interesting!)

The thing is, Dhes is blessed. She is protected, shielded by some force, and that’s from childhood. Which could offer even another possibility. As a child, on this spot, she cheated death, and in doing that, she may have cheated the Aswang. Even in the U.S., in both California and Texas, she has been shielded and defended by something or some. Besides, being blessed, or maybe in association with that, she has a tendency to attract visitors. She is forever seeing images passing by her, as if observing her. She also experiences strange, bizarre incidents, as the one I’ll close with.

Once, feeling depressed, she ventured out to her tree house garden. On reaching the back of house, she suddenly found herself engulfed in an swarm of Monarchs. She described these butterflies as playful, swirling around her, engulfing her totally, as a Dust Devil would. She said even the cats got caught up in the fun as they hopped around, rolling in the never ending flood of butterflies.

She looked around and saw that there were no butterflies anywhere else, not across the street, not next door, nowhere but around her. After lifting her spirits with there beauty and majestry, they left her standing there with her cats, able to survive her day.

So, this new year, as you live your Earth bound life. As you maybe gaze into the stars and wonder. As you turn to that sound, that fleeting shadow, or that subtle whisper, remember, this may be home to you, but it is also home to so many, many others. Share. Display kindness. If you fear some, know that there are others to protect. Never curse the unknown, for you don’t know if they are able to curse you back, because always remember You Are Not Alone! Never have been! Never will be!

Happy New Year!

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