The Night,,, was my favorite time, I could slip on a my  long coat and rattle down the steps and out into the night, it was in action (the drifting along sidewalks) that I found a measure of clearer thought.The answwers i searched for could never have been found in a crowd or in the distraction of daylight.   Those same qualities of the nocturnal world that allowed better introspection were also blinds in a sense.The night air the breeze and the mists from rain were too pleasant a distraction, these and the small glimpses light allowed of semi hidden tree’s and dark brooding structures. This narrowed range of vision may have been the source of the peace i found,yet with the knowledge gained over the last few years I wonder ,, I wonder just how alone i really was.  I cherish the memory of those days when i was less aware, when sense ruled less than sensation.   When the exploration of life was an unconcious gloriously simple  thing, and sleep was not a long sought after goal, but as natural as the next breath of air.         A time in which  i could sit down with my back against the large cedar by my father’s grave, and quietly look for the answers to the most mundane of problems.Now?  i see the odd presence of metal in the sky where nothing should be but bats and birds , and the lights of distant planes. I’m no longer surprised when the camera acts again,, as an Oracle like crystal,revealing laterupon inspection,, things,,,that the  human eyes are not intended to see.

light overhead after it moved in closer, i was shooting up with only so much visible from my seat in the jeep.

My question then is how much of this veiled  world around us is a product of Alien technology, and how much is a reality of Uncle Sams, possibly still being tested.  ?  The objects  in the  photo’s with this article  are  not presented  as Identified objects,, ,, no claim could honestly be made on our part as to what they are,,or who is at the wheel. Much of what we found in the  images doesnt  suggest human participation.  The metallic object snaking by in front of me in one photo’ reminiscent of Doc ocs arms in Spiderman,, is a  trapping that have no place or known use  in our corner of the world.

This in particular could point to an unearthly presence, but it could in our position of disinformation just as easily be one more tool used in a program.  The round almost lemon shaped lights that comes on 4 to 6 ft above the pavement in front of our house,, may very well be Alien,, but likewise it could be an earthly man infestations:).

Whether we wish to believe it or not we live in a world that is out of control,  a world where advances are rising before us so fast, that ethical management’s of them , cannot be  considered and put in place quick enough.   Recent world affairs have to dramatically show the decrease in Democratic thought,

detail with thoughts,,,

Far less is this thinking a case for human rights, and more for the rational of developing better more thorough controls , When you put this kind of intense almost( doctorial type thinking) in bed with secretive  science’s  freight training down the road, you have  a multi faceted  problem in the making . One that science has unfortunately every right to create.

If these are indications of  Alien presence,  is there really anything we can do about it?

This marks the third time we have found photographic gobbledygook in our camera, and  incredibly strange things in the air before  and after it.

I feel sure, we would have no knowledge of any of these contacts, were it not for the camera we take everywhere.