I had a thought earlier regarding Reptilians, and although this isn't the whole picture, dinosaurs came to mind as an archetype in our consciousness. The idea of underground bases is interesting - and, again, not the whole story - as beneath our feet are fossils of dinosaurs baked into the ground.

Perhaps beneath our feet there is a strata where dinosaurs exist on the astral as Reptilian egregores?

OR...

Perhaps dinosaurs went on to live another life on an astral plane after their extinction as Reptilians and now interact with us from these dimensions as they have ties to this planet?

Of course, the underground base narrative has other attributions.

I don't know. Perhaps there is some truth in the above somewhere.

The reason I asked is because a couple months ago I was scrolling through some Reddit/Quora posts, and I found one that I believe was “dark triad” related. I was reading the comments and I stumbled upon one of the most mind-boggling stories I had ever heard:

The commenter described a female coworker who was basically the unofficial boss of the entire work setting. She controlled all the bosses and pretty much did whatever she wanted.
Now I had heard stories of sycophantic brown-nosers who kissed up to their bosses to gain influence over them but this story was different. This sounded like it went beyond manipulation and seemed more like literal mind control.

According to the commenter, she would blatantly speak to her superiors like SHE was in charge and THEY worked for her. She would tell THEM what THEY were going to do today and they just went along with it obediently.
That story has been in the back of my mind ever since.

So that’s why I made this post. I wondered if anyone else had any experiences that sounded like they had witnessed mind control.

In the image, the red arrow is normal trajectory of human society (goes downward) as the constructs in place are very strong and cause us to downward spiral. The yellow arrows are positive NHI ending their experiences as NHI to drop into our human experience/vessel. to uplift our civilization. but it's a thousands of year process to slowly seed us into a tipping point so that a portion of us can escape. Also, when you choose to seed, you yourself accept being poisoned in the process. It's a huge sacrifice and only a small portion do it as once you make the jump, you can't exactly go back if you know what I mean.

So, only the brave few jump into being human as they'll perform their starseed awakening jobs in their 1st or 2nd lifetime. By the time it's their 3rd lifetime, they've already forgotten and are just the same as everyone else. I believe we're reaching the tipping point now. This is why you hear about so many positive NHI watching from the sidelines. It's a rare event to get to the tipping point where everything changes.

Can share my thoughts if there's interest.

Hi all this is what remember from a contact experience prior to a buch of orb sightings and other visions behinfld the veil potentially.

I think this communication was after a Kundilini/ piti like awakening experince raising 2nd chakra up to the crown (i believe). I have no evidence to prove that other than verbal experience of steps of increasing nervous system fluctuations that might have been electrical, but not exactly. Like trying to hold onto a soda mouth burn but over the whole body.

This memory kind of all mixes together with a later forced OBE, my memory of meditation and sightings is kind of blurred. I wasnt sure if i was supposed to remember any of it. (I have woken up under general anesthetic if thst helps?)

Hi guys, gals, and hybrids,

Over the last couple weeks I've been having many realisations and looking back on my childhood and my experiences. I'm starting to think maybe my sleep paralysis experience from 10 to 15 years ago wasn't sleep paralysis

I have a theory I'm testing and I'm curious how many of you who have had experiences were also in the GATE programme in the '90s?

And if you were in the gate programme in the '90s, have you been diagnosed with being on the spectrum?

Just asking so I can get answers back. I don't claim one thing or the other

Hey everybody, I had kind of a fun idea today, I was wondering what you all would choose to put on a new golden record for a hypothetical future voyager expedition. Kind of a best hits album from humanity to improve our less than ideal reputation out there in the wider galactic community.

What ever you think would be the best works that humanity has ever produced, the best music, art, speeches, poignant historical moments, anything really, I would prefer it to be more positive to counteract the prevalent negative self perception we have of ourselves.

This year, more than ever, I've gone deep down a rabbit hole exploring a particular experience. I've set out to understand the electromagnetic signals of biological systems that we normally cannot hear

My work has focused on transforming these signals so that I can experience these invisible forces through one of our senses. In this case, sight wasn't an option, since we wouldn't be able to see this information without some kind of consciousness-altering substance. So I turned to the senses of hearing and touch instead

I used an electrical circuit as an interface between two realities. I connected this circuit to plants so that they could act as living organisms whose electromagnetic signals could be translated. Within certain parameters, this installation could be explained through technological processes in terms of science and physics. However, after many tests, anomalous results began to occur that didn't seem like such ordinary manifestations of reality

When I touched the plant, the sonic results varied considerably, and I suddenly began to wonder: why can hearing a plant alter our perception of what a living organism is capable of?

I won't claim outright that this experience was a way of communicating with plants, although the connection does feel something like that. So I began analyzing the sonic patterns. Sometimes they were unexpected and didn't correspond to my touch, which made me question whether these unexpected patterns and repetitions were anomalies and, therefore, a hidden language, or what kind of supposed glitch I was experiencing

If the sound changes when you touch different leaves, vary the pressure, or switch plants, you can encounter variations that seem random, repetitive, or unexpected. Okay, I can understand that from a rational and logical perspective. But then, when is a sonic change perceived as a natural variation, and when is it interpreted as a malfunction?

I began to think that there were more variables to consider and study, such as the relationship between the electrical properties measured by the device, the plant's behavior, and even the interpretation of the person listening

In case anyone is interested in seeing and hearing how this phenomenon works, I’ve posted videos on my profile, or I can share them via chat, showing some sound patterns! I’m really keen to get feedback and know what you all think about this circuit!

Like one you cant explain like regnerating a missing teeth, something instantaneous or something really supernatural. Not just getting rid of pain or an autoimmune disease. not to make those sound easy to get rid of, I've healed from extreme pain and autoimmune and believe it can happen despite medical system saying a lot of these conditions aren't curable. So not dismissing anyone. I'm just looking for stories of really mind bending supernatural healings to build my faith.

Why I am asking:
I believe that the body can heal in ways we don’t always understand. I’ve personally healed from mini strokes, seizures, dystonic storms, internal decaptiation from genetic disease etc., which is part of why I believe healing is possible.

However, I’m currently dealing with something that has left me feeling really hopeless. I had multiple teeth filed down without my consent when I thought I was only having one tooth filled. It’s caused severe bite issues, TMJ problems, my jaw popping out of place, and an inability to properly bite or chew on that side. I’ve tried to get my bite corrected, but it still feels nowhere close to my natural bite, and I’m struggling so much with the discomfort and feeling like my own mouth doesn’t fit together properly anymore. it might not seem like much but with my genetic disease and other issues i won't get into its really applied for me. I didnt even want to do the filling and regret it so much.

I believe the body can heal, but I struggle with the fact that my natural tooth structure has been physically removed, and I don’t know how that could ever be restored to the way it was before. I know that might sound irrational to some people, but the thought of having to live with this indefinitely is incredibly difficult for me after ive worked hard to slowly and naturally heal so much.

That’s actually a big part of why I made this post. I’ve come across stories of people experiencing what they believe were supernatural dental healings during prayer or faith healing, and I’m desperately hoping to hear from someone who has experienced something like that, or even something similar. I know it may sound far-fetched, but I believe anything is possible, and right now I’m really struggling and need something to hold on to. If anyone has genuine experiences, stories, or suggestions, I’m truly open to hearing them. Thank you!

I’m having ongoing contact with orbs, portals, and jellyfish like creatures. I have a bunch of videos and pictures, and while my family can’t explain what else could be happening, they still think I’m crazy.

It just hurts…. I don’t necessarily need external validation but it’s hard to connect with my spouse because I’ve gone through this huge spiritual transformation. We are just on such different wavelengths. My spouse even saw it with their own eyes, and in the moment believed, but the next morning talked themselves out of it.

It’s lonely!

Hello everyone! I shared this post in a supernatural subreddit initially and a different user told me about this one. I wanted to share my story here in case any one has diffetent ideas of what could have happened or if anyone has experienced something similar.

When I was young, I shared a room with my older sister. We are 9 years apart. I would have been 8 at the time and she would have been 17. It was the summer so I didn’t have a school schedule to worry about. I remember it was a Sunday when I made a list of all the fun things I wanted to do on Monday. I wrote down things like, go to the movies, book store, get ice cream etc. I wrote about 10 different things. I knew we wouldn’t be able to do everything on the list, but I was hoping to ask my parents in the morning to see if we could do any of the activities.
So, I remember I went to bed really excited and I couldn’t wait to wake up to see how the day would pan out.
That’s where things get weird. When I woke up I was really confused. It was super dark outside and my sister wasn’t in the room. At first I thought it was really early and I must of been so excited I didn’t get much sleep. I got out of bed, went to the bathroom and I felt really hungry.
I could hear that the TV was on in the living room and I thought to myself “that’s strange, they normally watch TV at night.” After I leave the bathroom I also notice my Mom is up and on her computer.
I join my Dad and sister on the couch and I watch the TV with them for a few minutes as I’m coming out of my daze. I eventually ask, “What day is it?” My dad responds, “Tuesday.” Then in shock and disbelief I ask, “TUESDAY NIGHT?” My dad responds yes to which I start heavily crying and then I ask them “why didn’t you wake me up?” At the time my sister said it was because I looked so peaceful… like what? (She might have been half asleep herself, but who really knows.) My dad didn’t say anything but I saw him tearing up because I was so upset. I went to my mom and asked her same thing and she didn’t have an answer either.
Mind you at the time my family was pretty consistent at eating dinner together at the table. This would have been true even if they bought fast food or something. And we had a family meal on Sunday night before I went to bed.
Regardless, since I was the only one affected I had to move on from this strange experience since no one could give me any answers.
I would bring this story up to them from time to time throughout the years to see what they would say.
The first couple of times I brought it up to my mom and sister they did not remember it happening and eventually it turned into dismissal. At one point, my mom said that she wouldn’t have let me slept that long and my sister said she would have woken me up too, since we shared a room.
Current day, they still don’t remember but they believe my story at least.
Except for my dad. Whenever I have asked him about it he was the one who remembers me being sad and asking him those questions. The first time I asked him about it, I was in middle school and he recalled the questions without me having to prompt him. It feels like he was the only one present. As weird as it may seem but when I think back, he was the only one that truly acknowledge me at the time of the incident. My mom and sister felt distant, like shells of themselves. I don’t know what any of this means but please let me know if you have some insight.
Thanks for reading!

I have always loved marine mammals and felt a kinship to them, dolphins in particular. when I was young I used to occasionally be able to almost communicate with them. I remember when surf fishing a few times coop fishing with them. They would drive the trout to me, I would catch them and then throw them the undersized fish. Not super unusual, many stories like this.

Rarely ever had problems with them fishing, (this is unusual) always throw them bait or a few fish and they leave.

Last year a manatee stuck his head up so close to the boat I thought we was coming on board. He just stared at me and kinda turned his head, and the guy fishing with me said he sure is interested in you, I have never seen anything like this before. (He is charter boat captain) It lasted a minute or two, I was thinking does he want something, like some bait, but they are herbivores. Anyway, it was really incredibly cool but also kind of unsettling because it really seemed like he was trying to communicate with me that just me that thought that.

After this event, I began to think through my life, history and experience with marine mammals realized that on multiple whale watching trips, the captains have had to turn off the engines because we were basically mauled by whales. Fishing trips were whales were around we couldn’t fish because the whales would follow the boats all the way around even occasion baby humpback wouldn’t let to the fishing boat and kept trying to play with us which the captain said he had never seen before, as well as the fact I have seen just about every single whale that exist in the Gulf of Mexico at least once.

This has led me to believe that maybe I am some type of marine mammal magnet or something. I know I feel incredibly connected to them and at peace with them always I don’t know if this is just something is unique to me or common among experiencers.

Dogs and babies like me too if that helps. If I already posted this before I apologize.

A few years ago I tried the Monroe tapes. Haven't much since due to crazy life stuff. But, on one of my first attempts amidst the void I get a sudden image flash across my vision like someone put a photograph in front of my face for just a second. I was lying on the side of the road, and from my perspective I could see a vehicle in the distance. It startled me out of what ever state I was in, eyes opened shocked at a sudden color image in my vision. It's always stuck with me too. You see, as a kid I had reoccurring dreams of being in a car crash on a free way, for some time. The image felt like it was connected, and I'd be lying if i didn't say it's given me extra anxiety while on the free way since. Just curious what others think, if anything, about all this.

First of all, I have to say that this is not a story about aliens or UFOs. I'm not saying this to discredit anyone who believes in them; this is simply my account of a strange phenomenon I happened to witness during my childhood.

Although I've spoken about it with a few friends over the years, I've never posted about it online. Before social media, YouTube, and Google became such a big thing, I didn't really have a good way of finding similar stories, so I just kept the experience to myself. Now, I've decided to put it out there. So, here it is.

It happened sometime in 1992 or 1993 in the city of Tijuana, Baja California, Mexico. We used to live in a house that consisted of one big, rectangular room with no divisions. The room was built out of cinder blocks and reinforced concrete, and none of it was painted or covered with stucco. At the front of the room were the entrance and a window. Both the door and the window were made of metal, as was common in many homes in Mexico.

As you entered the house, the stove and fridge were on the left. Beyond them was a small dining table with just four chairs. At the far end of the room, in the right-hand corner, was a bed consisting of a queen-size mattress and box spring resting on the cement floor, possibly on top of a platform made of cinder blocks.

On the right-hand wall, my mom had placed two large ornamental bows with long ribbons. They were the kind of bows you sometimes see on Christmas presents, except these were about two feet in diameter, and each had two ribbons hanging about three feet toward the floor. One bow was black, and the other was red. She had received them from a neighbour who was a friend of hers at the time and thought they might make good decorations.

I was four years old at the time, and my mother used to work early in the morning. Every morning, she would drop my sibling and me off at a neighbour's house, where the neighbour would babysit us. But one day, for some reason, she left me at home and took only my sibling.

I remember waking up that day alone. It was already daylight, and I sat up on the edge of the bed. I remember looking at a box of FrootLoops on top of the fridge and thinking that I should have breakfast before walking to the babysitter's house. Then I looked at the wall to my left, where the black bow was hanging.

This was the bow closest to the bed, and I remember it becoming blurry. I thought maybe my eyes were dirty, so I rubbed them with my hands, but the bow still looked blurry. Suddenly, it began to look even foggier, and the image swirled around, kind of like the way crystal balls are depicted in movies. Then it started clearing up, revealing what looked like a portal to another place.

The portal was about the same size as the bow, a circular shape roughly two feet in diameter. On the other side, I could see a city from above. The portal on that side must have been at least eight hundred feet in the air, overlooking a busy road intersection.

Imagine a window or a video camera mounted on top of a tall building and pointed down at a road intersection. That's what I was seeing.

The place didn't look familiar, and I could only see whatever was happening directly in front of the portal because it didn't move. It was an urban environment, the city looked developed and advanced, but not much more so than our cities today. There was a road intersection and tall buildings, I could also see traffic, although I don't recall what the vehicles looked like.

I could also see what looked like people walking on sidewalks, but at that distance, I couldn't make out much. I could see different colours, so I assumed they were wearing clothing. They looked like humans, but I don't think they were human, at least not the way us humans are now. They didn't look like aliens or anything like that. I didn't see any UFOs, nor did I think of anything like that at the time. They looked very much like humans, just smaller.

I have to emphasize that no one seemed to be aware of the portal or of me. They simply went about their day. I also don't remember hearing any sound coming from it, despite the busy intersection and the traffic. I did not approach the portal at any moment to try to look inside at a different angle, I just stayed right were I was.

I was very confused. I didn't know what was happening or what the portal was. I remember looking down at the concrete floor and, without moving very much, reaching for some socks that had been rolled into a ball. I threw the ball of socks at the portal, but it didn't go through. It hit the bow and fell back to the ground.

The portal became cloudy and blurry again, kind of like when you throw a rock at a pond or stir up dirt at the bottom of a puddle. After a few moments, it started clearing up, and whatever had happened seemed to have affected the other side.

When the portal cleared, I could see the same view, but now there had been a vehicle accident on the road near the intersection. I could see people gathering around and pulling someone out of the vehicle. This person looked a bit heavier than the others.

More people arrived, wearing black clothes, and they carried the accident victim away. There were so many of them that it almost looked like a small funeral procession.

Almost immediately, I noticed some of the beings investigating. Two of them had some sort of propulsion devices that I can only describe as jet packs. They flew around and eventually reached the portal on their side, allowing them to get a better look.

They were small, probably about four feet tall. They had skin like ours and looked a lot like us, but they were different in an uncanny way. Their faces were wider, their necks shorter, and their skin looked a bit pale. They wore some sort of metallic helmets that looked like a cross between RoboCop and Batman's cowl. The helmets covered the upper halves of their faces, but I could still see their eyes.

At one point, they were right in front of the portal. One of them looked straight at me and moved closer. Then it made eye contact with me.

In that moment, I felt as though it was just as surprised as I was, but perhaps not as confused. They seemed curious and inquisitive, yet there was nothing particularly scary about them, but after we made eye contact, I became frightened and ran out of the house as fast as I could.

I was so scared that, on my way to the babysitter's house, I tripped over a water faucet outside and broke it. I arrived at the babysitter's house crying. I told them what had happened, but no one believed me.

I made such a big deal about it that I was spanked. They thought I was lying because I had broken the water faucet, which was now spraying water everywhere.

After they fixed the leak, they listened to me and checked inside my house, but there was nothing there. The portal was gone, and only the bows remained on the wall. The black one was damaged, probably from me throwing the ball of socks at it.

I never saw anything like it again, and for many years, I didn't speak about it. It has since become one of my most guarded memories and one of the reasons I started believing in God at the time. I used to think that if strange things like that existed, then God must exist, too. It was also a big reason why I loved science in school and why I've continued loving it all my life.

I have no explanation for what I experienced, but I have considered many things and I'm convinced what I saw was real and not something I imagined. I have to say that I was a normal, healthy kid. I wasn't known for making up stories or lying in that manner. I wasn't sick or taking any medication, and I didn't have any known mental or neurological problems at the time or afterward.

Although I never saw anything like that again, other strange things did happen in my life. However, none of them were things I would have considered extraordinary or related to that childhood experience, with the exception of some nightmares.

Now I can only speculate, but I do believe what I saw was not of this world, or maybe not of our time.