I recount these disturbing experiences, the torture part (as with other harrowing moments) has affected my mask-self quite often. It is not with flippancy that I share this information, it is to add to further understandings of their operation.

Since these events, I've been abducted a crazy amount, especially in the 90s. Has not been just a vaguery, but a riddling wrecking of things, a squeezing of the already empty toothpaste tube too much over and over.
Some abductees who are aware something is going on look frayed and haunted in the face, most people only look a bit lessened in spirit though unaware of it... most think of it all as dreams, barely aware of it in their dreaming as well - due to the inhibitors applied.

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MIB

At age 9 (1980), after a couple hours of gallivanting as soul-self doing various works far, returned to location of my sleeping body at about 3am.

I had ignored a few signifiers that something was up (barely glancing back), as my Earth-self (spirit) was oft weathered & "bled" by things.

Getting nearish to home, began to merge again into one being, focused love upon my physical form.
Was up in the air above farmhouse about 260 metres on a diagonal angle of approach, descending slowly to accomodate these actions.

Then loved my 2 brothers (re-acquainting with the identity of myself and family... had been off doing something that required something strange) in the same room, other siblings and parents

…Mum was not with Dad in their bed, so I expanded focus a lil.

Huh, she was not in the house at this time of night!?

Expanding more to include outside and farm surrounds.

I saw my Mum was outside the back door on the concrete path being escorted by 3 strange men, who felt like detectives. Wth!?

[ I was still merging into one entity again, whilst doing this, part of my Earth consciousness restrained on the bed was at the fore of general consciousness as we/I looked. Hence I reacted from that mind and did not look far enough to see the hovering ship nearby. ]

Immediately re-entered my body.
Discovered there was an energy net of restriction and dampening keeping me down as I tried to get out of bed, so after 2nd attempt to sit up, willed myself through it.

Then lept out and shouted for the others to wake up, that our Mum was outside with some strangers trying to take her away.

They were all be-stilled at the lower mind in their beds, with eyes partly open set on some series of presented images, so that they may be focused on that instead of sensing what was occurring around them.

One brother woke slightly (after dragging him to wakefulness, but still in the net) and scolded me for being stupid, wanted to roll over but just slumped head back down and dropped to sleep. So, I quickly moved to go outside.

Exiting the door, I saw Mum in her nightie and the men, all single file walking away along the path towards the carport, which was around the corner of house and down a slight slope.

Each stiffly walking man was dressed identical.

Black well fitted suit, shirt, tie, with a black brimmed fedora hat. Skin very pallid with a sickly hue, black sunglasses, black neat hair (that could be viewed).

Just assumed afterwards that they were some sort of US military or FBI personnel working with aliens, as that vibe (for earth me, learnt from US cinema/tv broadcasts) came off them a bit. Naw, Reptilians cobber.

Mum was 2nd in line.

I called out hesitantly “Hey Mum!”

She did not respond, but the men all turned to look at who had spoken.

The last in line pointed a finger at my forehead and I instantly blacked out.

Instead of moving to where I was directed to with my mind, I surged back and woke up.

They had only moved a couple of steps, I called out again “Mum!!”, to no response.

The last man turned at me once more, again pointing finger at my forehead – this time I started to resist but was too slow. Seeing his hand trail his finger downwards as I fell into stupor and blacked out.

Snapping out again, I yelled “MUUUUMMM!!! What are you doing!?” this time reaching out with more urgency & heartfelt anguish.

She shook a little all over and then turned around slowly, also speaking in a slow manner as she assured me “It’s ok, go back to bed. I have an appointment.”

It felt like she was controlled when she looked at me with unfocused eyes and said that.

Mum turned around to contuinue walking, ignoring my reasoning with her. I took a step and the last man in line opened his coat and pulled out of its pocket a 10-inch (roughly) long, half inch wide chrome metal rod.

He declared “Oh, you’re interesting, we’ll be back to investigate you”, then aimed his shiny (ship was illuminating area) wand thing at me.

Pointing that at my forehead was much stronger, seemed to amplify his current.

I fell unconscious again, struggling to get back awake.

Then after the shrug off was open eyed again, but they had all moved away a few metres. Running to get closer, I yelled for my mother, got nought except for the strange men’s attention.

The last man turned fully to me this time and really concentrated, getting assistance from others in the carport area.

I awoke from being blacked out once again, to see no one on the path. I reached out and felt that she was in the area of the gravel car turning circle around the house, so ran. To my mostly boy-self surprise, she was being levitated upwards, which made me run faster.

Turned the corner and saw no one there, they were gone. Ran to the end of the path and garden gate before the gravel reaching out for her again.

Could hazily see she was with a heap more beings being taken away on a ship. They were watching me, and I suspect used one of the light tricks (will talk of in-home invasion incident), no idea atm, but they quelled my movements somehow and were trying to force me to go back inside to sleep - with a partial authority seemingly coming from Mum, as well as the ship itself.

I resisted, struggling to open my eyes …I stood there unwavering for must have been a couple of hours, managing to open eyes to a squint before failing into almost unconsciousness.

Struggling to resist the commands put upon me so strongly was all my focus, I didn’t have time for leg fatigue or anything.

During one of the moments of eyelid openings I saw on the lightening horizon that dawn was near.

Suddenly she there next to me, putting a hand on arm to rouse me! The sun had risen.

“What are you doing out here in your pyjamas?” she asked, in amused tones.

My stunned boy self was confused, as I had another layer of command put upon me to forget …when they returned, I guess.

I started crying, so relieved that they returned her, asking where she had been with the men in the spaceship, but she just looked at me quizzically for a moment and then continued to laugh.

I realised what they had done what had been put upon me to forget, and asked

"Where were you just now?"

She looked down at the carport and I saw her wonder for a sec, she tried to rationalise it, then got a bit fearful of losing her marbles, so she urged us both back inside and didn't want to address the issue anymore.
But as we went up the path past a bunch of flowering plants... she for a moment, seemed to cognitise a little of what was going on, her eyes suggested it also, that we needed to be secretive and said "We'll talk about it inside". That mindspace she spoke to me from, was the her who would be regularly on the cold metal table under their applications, seemed like a teen girl rather than a woman.

She didn't talk about it after we went in, as strangely everyone else was awake and standing in the hallway at back door and engaged us with a bit of mirth, so she got to yacking.
I thought to ask Mum again about it after things got quieter.

I forgot about it after breakfast, when us kids started mucking about.

Almost a week later…

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OWL

Night had fallen and dinner was almost ready. My younger brother Rodrick (not his real name) and I came running back from up near the milking sheds where we were playing.

Got back to house, commenced to get out of our dirty clothes.

When a loud repetitive call of an owl somewhere nearby could be heard from inside the house.

(atm I don’t recall what sound it made nor the feathering patterns seen later)

We stopped and went outside for a sec, near the toilet door listening to the penetrating persistent owl call.

I said matter-of-factly, "That owl doesn't feel right!!”

...turning to Rodrick, “Let's go take a look"

We put our boots back on and nipped around the house corner, went down to the car port and turning circle, past central grassy shrub area and onto gravel ...so that we were still within ambient illumination from the light spilling out of the kitchen windows.

Looking up at last pine tree of avenue that edged the lane (the same one I had communed with before) that was silhouetted against the now starry sky, could hear the owl was up in topmost branches. Still blaring his call, intermittently.

It had weird spooky vibe (not the distinct alien cabal vibe), felt like it was looking at us as if we were prey from out of the shadows up there (I was in boy mind during that night’s experience).

I remarked how it surely isn’t real and started to point at the dark top of tree. Said something cheeky & triggering, not sure atm – was silly kid banter.

Then with one louder vocalization it tried to menace us, with an accompanying energetic push.

I looked to my brother and got his attention, smiled and started to turn back to owl with increasing volume "You don't scare us 'owl'!!" with a confident laugh.

"You're fake!! Give it a rest ...noisy!!"

I tried reaching out to my friend that tree (an account I should like to share, for people to see beyond what is mind), but he was so still & withdrawn, it was like he was hiding. That made me a little bit cross to see him sorta scared.

So, we then started pelting rocks up towards it, unsuccessfully.

Where the noise was coming from a shadow cloud about 7 feet in diameter appeared.

Incredible was the contrast it made against the view we had, the shadow generated was so dark it made the night sky appear blue, and all other shadows on the tree were nowhere near that deep a tone.

After our futile attempt to hit the bugger, the fake owl from the black shadow felt meaner and definitely nasty now.

The shadow started to travel down the tree, silently and with clear purpose to come to us.

It had got to bottom of tree as both I and my bro were dumb founded.

The shadow spilled out a little at the bottom (almost as if it was like a fabric, but clearly wasn’t) as whatever it was stood up slowly (still entirely cloaked in the shadow energy) and once fully erect, started moving towards us with evil intent.

I could sense a peculiar off-worlder humanoid, same height as man, Nordic looking, pointy elf ears, reeked of sorceries ..his hatred as dark as the shadow.

(pretty sure it was the Pleiadian Elf ratbag who was part of the alien home invasion covered in next post of this thread)

It said something at us from within it's now pulled in somewhat cloud, which I do not recall yet (was curt and threatening though).

We both freaked out, as it was real, and coming right at us!!

Was unable to bring my greater soul into action (found out later why, next post) but was able to put my hand up & slow it visibly with a basic chi push shield coupled with fend-off stare, but couldn't stop it due to being mostly “boy in illusion”.

I said "Run, but stop, turn around and face it.... don't look away, or it will speed up and overtake us!! ...ok, go!"

Rodrick ran towards gate at bottom of inclined path, I could hear him on the gravel to grass and then gravel again with a stop, indicating he had only gone a few metres.

"Ready? Face it, stare at it!!” I urged.
I reached out and gave him a link to my boost stream like a baton that he was ready to pick up.

"Can I turn away and run now?" The shadow was only a few metres away from me.

He were unsure whether he could hold it off with his stare, I knew he could do it! 😊
He then called out an uncertain "Yes."

I pivoted and ran, it was surreal as all fuckery me fleeing and seeing this little brave boy with his determined face, staring down a perhaps demonic monster.
That was very cool :)

Got a bit behind him and turned about and focused on the fiendish thing in the shadow.

"Okay, let it go and run behind me!"

As he ran past I said, "Face it, so I can get away again!"

Did the swap a couple more times, made it to gate... the evil shadowy ponce laughed out loud at the temerity of these two kids, who just eluded him – heh heh!

We ran like rabbits up into the house, panic struck as we lost sight of the standing shadow.

Talked a little about it, tried mentioning it to Mum, but she was busy.

Had a quick conversation about the shadowed creep before we sat down to eat, trying to lay down paradigm definitions from scared kids - that it could not enter or do anything around the strength of Dad or something like that.

Later, at dinner table, a 3.5 foot high owl was suddenly at window, flapping about as though it wanted in on the dinner we were at and kept trying to land on the slanted bricks ‘neath pane in between intense stares at each of us.

Everyone exclaimed, Dad said something on how freakishly big it was, and sat back lowering his arms that were holding his utensils, looking at the thing in amazement.

Feeling the intrusiveness of the bugger looking in at us all like mice, I got out of chair and rushed it at glass, it flew backwards and landed on railing skirting veranda.

I kept gnashing at it through the glass, saying stuff, waving a ladle... but it just stared impervious.

Dad said to leave it be.

I returned to table as they were discussing how unusual of an owl that was …then got straight back up again, feigning that I had to use toilet.

Slipped out back door, ran quietly (shrunk energy), and rushed along veranda right at the fake owl twerp.

Was almost as big as me, a very large “owl” indeed!

Ha ha ha, the prick freaked out and flew off into the darkness.

Went to go back in, but was overcome with "fear of the dark" and couldn't move out of the illuminated areas off the veranda - lol

I asked through the same window for someone to please come out and escort me back in, as something was in the air above house - felt like more dark elves, mean and nasty, waiting to seize me or something once I got out of sight of family.

Mum finally came to corner and beckoned me impatiently; I could feel hatred and general ill-will above me.
Felt like there were 4 more "owls" or dudes like earlier in the air up above the house, in the dark.

We went inside.

Something happened later that night, unable atm to recall, was about a fight or something I had with some of them.

I shoulda mentioned that Mum and my sister were being abducted all the time, but none of the males until I got their attention, then I was taken as well.

Naw, funnily enough I am a Wallace (for Liberty!) but not of any program, their bloodline wankery or nuffin.

Those claims made by that broad are easily dismissed by any first hand meeting of the buggers.
Just looking at a ship and you'll get an intuitive knowing.
Remote Viewing, without projecting, will show that this galaxy is very busy with life. Lotsa star farring civilizations.

Yep, humans are being jerks and have had cool tech for a while now.
"Dark Fleet" is a thing.

Human devleoped "Smartskin" is not surprising,
though the way these turds do it is by generating a surrounding energetic woven projection.

When I demanded two drop the act as I stood outside their car, the tetris-like blocks could be seen each popping away. Outer surface had the bs, inside of each shaped form was like a moving radiant energy - not life energy, but generated whatever.
The assembly of which seems to be handled by the device inside their minds, they just have to hold the overall image of the human I think.