jurt 001One of the most frustrating, yet stimulating, facts about this study is that you’re always going to be that sophomore in high school.  By that, I mean we’re never going to graduate, never going to know in a complete sense the sum total of knowledge in this subject, we won’t even get close.   I have had, during this learning process, to adjust my thinking and shave away a great deal of my skepticism. I’d be a liar if I said the visual portion of our data wasn’t largely responsible for it. But in this I’m referring to photos of odd machines and vehicle like objects in the sky or strange figures moving about in the fields and woodlands. The issue, I’m bringing up today, needs no proving. It is not a question of the proper interpretation of a distant light; it isn’t a guess at what was on a hillside, or swimming at the vague distance below. Its proof is solid. I can walk up to it and touch it.

Our problem began two days ago when we realized that a modification, a repair had taken place in our home. Until two days ago there had been a large crack an inch wide in places, long and irregular. It stretched across the ceiling where a bay window attaches to the house on the north side.  It had appeared rather quickly so I hadn’t ruled out it was settling of the house. I had no other logical explanations for it, and aside of plans to fix it, I had few other thoughts about it. I was as concerned as Lori was about the size of the gap an inch or wider in places; you could see the lathing strips through it.

But something happened, and it almost feels stupid to complain about a fix instead of a problem, except we had nothing to do with it, had no knowledge of it. (We are certain of this) Oh, we spoke on a number of occasions about making it a priority, but, you must understand that I was consciously steering away from the project because I didn’t yet have the mesh I wanted to use to overlap over the opening.  This could not have been done by either of us alone for good reason. . During our waking hours we are together generally in the same room or only a doorway away separated for very short periods of time. Lori has problems of balance due to previous head injuries in her youth. I was born with epilepsy, treated, yes, but I have dizzy spells occasionally, and for mutual reasons we both look out for the other.

Finally, this adds up to neither of us being ninja like in our movements through the house. Neither of us could be graceful nor quiet enough to work on a ladder without the other knowing. Neither of us takes naps during the day, and again if one of us did the other would be roused by the smallest sounds.  Both of us have lived in areas with a high crime rate, and been victims of violent crime, so we learned over the years to sleep light.  I can’t imagine either of us could, in a crowded room, try to balance on a ladder with a trowel full of some sort of wood putty, work over our head, not without the other behind them, below to steady them. It would be a noisy, messy operation to fill a crack wider than my fingers in places in a 7 foot stretch of separated ceiling. There is this and the fact that I believe her when she says she knows nothing about it.

I think the heart of the problem here isn’t that a needed home repair has taken place; it’s that a situation has occurred, something we have no memory of.    Lori and I take pride in our accomplishments as small as they may be and if either of us had done that, fixed the ceiling, we’d still be walking by it in proud moments of satisfaction, commenting about it.  Another disturbing point is that it looks like it was repaired a long time ago.  Finally, we don’t have the paint that would be necessary to blend the repair into the rest of the ceiling. We have only had a complete absence of memory over an important event once before, and that was the nights of our abductions which included strange human voices on our recorder.

So, what possibilities are there? We are buying the house from a very decent man, but one who now leaves these issues to us, to the people buying the house. No, I don’t expect it is even a remote possibility.  Besides, he is very ill, and doubtlessly his money is being spent for his treatments, not hiring repairmen to fix buyer’s houses without their knowledge. He would not be planning this for the short periods we’re out of the house!!  With no key to our new locks, it’s illogical.   Also there would be the smell of the fresh paint. So what else?

Nothing is quite as disconcerting as the belief that others have been in your home. In this scenario, someone has a way in and is there long enough to perform a fairly lengthy repair job. I’ve resurfaced walls, worked with mortar and trowels, repaired and replaced whole walls. I know it is not a quick job. It doesn’t dry quickly enough, and finally gravity works against you.  The wider the openings, the higher the chance of the bonding agent free falling out of the gap, hence the reason I planned to purchase the mesh.

Yes this is the “Midnight Observer” and not “This Old House” and yes, there is a bizarre parallel I’d like to mention. A year or so back, I was involved in meditation research.  During my exercise I would take breaks and get up and walk through the dark house and stretch my legs, carrying the camera along. I would take pictures from the kitchen through the rest of the house occasionally.  In one I found what appeared, in the picture, to be an opening in one of the walls directly facing me. It was like a near perfect square suddenly opening in the wall. Within it was what appeared to be a possible figure, almost stepping down into it. This was not visible to my eyes or at least I was unable to recognize it.

This was all visible through the doorway to that room, that bay window area on the north side of the house.  Now before you say okay, it could have been the shapes of the windows in that bay area, well, no it couldn’t have been. The man we’re buying this house from had not been able to fix the windows in this space and had boarded them up. This was all painted a very even, light tan shade,  boarded over windows and the walls all the same light shade.  The vantage point down the hallway  of my camera was not barred by furniture. There was no explanation for the dark square about 6 ft. tall and 4 ft. wide; this in the same bay window area the healing of the ceiling takes place.

We’ve examined the logical, the physical possibility that reasoning adults would first examine, but that said, let’s wander a bit and talk about other scenarios, theories  far from new others out there a bit more.  Maybe  this person, a stalker of some kind, like (Dwaine Chilliness), might have been watching us, waiting for us to leave and then picked the locks and entered the house. To do what? To rob us? To lie in wait in a closet to kill us? Or to grab the ladder and joint putty and fix our ceiling???

We have a policeman living next door, within view of our back porch entrance to the house. He is aware of the previous problems we’ve had with a stalker. Would you take that kind of chance breaking and entering just to do home repairs knowing they could return at any time?? I can hear the laughter at the police dept. right now as you try to explain that one.

From there you better get the friendly councilor and the white coat that ties in back ready,,  because the last of the theories vying for the role of possibility is just plain out there.  It is  about Unusual suspects,  and not ones you can round up on the corner or around the block at the bar.  These suspects are from way out of town . Its about realms , dimensions and a possible method that some travelers might use. And frankly, to even begin this portion of the conversation and explain these notions, I can’t strongly enough emphasize  its  of a highly hypothetical nature.

Dimensions; Imagine you had the ability to travel between them, well  maybe not travel between them as much as overlap them.  What if you had this method down to a science? What if you had a highly accurate kind of correlations and computations, allowing you to plan the meeting of the two down to the inch?  They could be so precise you could remain within a building in your dimension and pick an exact spot in another and not necessarily move, but instead, align the two locations together, ever so slightly overlaping them. Maybe you could bring them together in such a way, that for all useful purposes, this target would be attached  to your building at the point of this overlapping. This dwelling  and the room you wished to enter would be open to you through this breach caused by the connection, by the overlapping.

In this way abductions or scientific forays could be performed with the least visibility, with the least trauma for your subjects, giving you optimal access to them and everything in their environment.  But lets say   maybe you put a little too much zing in the “way back machine” and you cracked the roof of your subjects home,,,. No problem. This system would give you easy access to return at the right time for repairs once you realized your mistake.  ( Yea, the stalker with the lock pic kit and the  home repairs fetish sounds more reasonable all the time.)

Richard Carter

 Note: There are cultures that still believe in unseen creatures, ones that sometimes plant crops, repair fences, and mend buildings for the people they like.

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