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  1. Dang it Greg.!. šŸ˜† Ohhhh it’s real āœØšŸŒšŸ›ø. It’s not a spider šŸ•·ļø, but it’s real. God Bless Austria šŸ‡¦šŸ‡¹šŸ’›. They once again knew to try to excuse incident politely in my favor, but Spacechics from Jesus take full credit for this. ā€œI feel pretty!ā€ Receive this, so I’m certain it was Aug 5th 2008 when I had two giant UFOs descend over me; the only reason I clarify is because I had so many incidents happen to me that year & the years that followed that it’s a little difficult to keep track. I’ve learned so much in observation of the encounters while scrambling to make sense of it, & I am a man of practical self defensive measures. But one of my secret biggest regrets is this. As the craft hovered over me I did what was right & slowly walked half under the awning while simultaneously planning my last ditch efforts at escape, praying the Our Father & David’s prayer because I didn’t know what was inside those things. The craft were beyond advanced yet powerfully archaic in design. I suspected very very large beings inside like we’re unaccustomed, & I don’t exactly know how they treat or eat. But after spending the last 15yrs with people taking deep breaths at me & pretending I’m the village idiot for their own social benefits, I really wish I would’ve held up my arms & said, I AM THE ONE! Just to see what would’ve happened, no regrets on coulda shouldas. After my prayers they backed off, & I assume this was an act compassion & respect. I’ve seen strange things & there’s a reason why man prayed in Apollo 11, because we believe in forces we can’t understand which we’re subject too, being one Creator. It’s my belief the subjectivity is clearly a universal one at that magnitude, perhaps better understood, & we all have our places in God’s reign. But those things were soo freaking cool, it would’ve been worth the risk considering the sh@t I’ve put up with since. Nothing excites me like it use to for dreams. Being a pro athlete, famous or political leader is a soggy bag of chips compared to what I’ve seen. No offense; this was like seeing a stealth bomber in the 1500, if the contrast can do an accurate justice. I’ve been close, very close. Close to something that’s only imaginations dream to others & it’s still intense like smelling salts if I think about it it was so wild. Thanks Greg šŸ‘šŸ»
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