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Author: Lori Carter

In September of 2009, we had an experience. At some point during the beginning of that month, we believe we were abducted, possible three times in two separate areas. Rich and I had decided to pick up the hobby of photography. Early on he had taken some beautiful photographs and hit upon the idea of making up a calendar from these for our area. He thought it would be interesting to see if we could get some of nocturnal animals feeding or roaming through the woods, so we started going out at night.

We took a route out east of town, out East Dakota street, making a few turns until we came to a beautiful bridge we had stopped at a few days earlier. What made this bridge so interesting was the fact that in one of the pictures taken, toward dusk, there appeared a blue orb. There was a tail of blue behind it that made it appear as though it flew right down in front of the camera lens, like it wanted us to see it.blue-orb

For some reason, Rich felt drawn to keep going out on this route. Later we added a little bit more by turning south and heading back to 52 East, heading east and then turning  north on 6003 to H Highway and then back into town. It was an additional 7 to 10 minutes added to our bridge route. It seems that we always felt the need to go this route, until the night that I noticed we were getting back in much later than it normally took us.

The first night that I took the recorder with me, I didn’t mention the time loss to Rich until we got back home and he saw me take the recorder out of the console. We didn’t listen to the tape as we were much too busy going through his pictures. The very next time we went out, we took my recorder and his and it was this fateful night that we realized something strange was going on.

It was a few days and at least two more trips on this route before we listened to the tapes. Richard had gotten some very strange pictures that could not be explained, so he sat up while I slept and listened to both tapes. What was recorded on them changed our lives forever. You can read all specifics about this on the first article published on our website.

For over three years we traveled the country roads of Bates County and there hasn’t been any one trip that we DIDN’T find something strange in a nights shooting. We no longer took recorders because they, unfortunately, were destroyed. What was on them was just more than we could handle.

We have talked about quitting, backing off and trying to lead a normal life, but have we reached the point of no return? How can we go out and not look at the sky? How can we drive down a country road and not listen for unusual sounds or not glance into the woods, gullies, over bridges, or into ravines we pass along the way?

Bubba was no more than 25 feet from Rich under the bridge in Rich Hill. bubbaRich watched his figure swim across the water and start up the embankment. Clem was the same distance, maybe even a little less over the rail of a bridge in Passaic off F Highway.387192_272557922802983_1875664276_nhn The Grey was no further away and it was still daylight when we got his picture out off of 52 East when we were following up on a sighting reported to us by three different people on the same day.grey up close

Among all of our findings, there are many scary beings or entities that were so close to us that it would have only taken moments for them to reach us and yet we came away unscathed. Objects in the sky, beings in the dark and even strange eyes peering at us from the trunk of a tree are just too real to ignore. eye in treeWe can no more ignore them than we could the missing time or the tape recordings that led us to keep searching in the country around our little town.

 

Archie alienNo matter how many times we say we will quit, we can’t ignore what happened to us and what we have found. We can’t walk out of the house without being on high alert. It is just an automatic instinct with us now. We can’t ignore the sky as we drive to the store.

I have to ask myself certain questions. Can I ignore what I have seen so close to us on these trips? Can I erase from my mind the voices and sounds on the tapes that indicate we were abducted and possible abused by humans working in conjunction with aliens? Can I ignore the evidence that tells us something or someone has been in our home while we were sleeping.

Can I ignore what I have felt, heard and seen with my own eyes, and even if I could put all of this to rest, can Richard ignore it at all? It is ever present in our minds and there is no way to say it didn’t/doesn’t happen. We still have strange sounds in the night, strange feelings and even occurrences where something is out of place or we find something laying around we know neither of us brought into the house.

Were we drawn to the bridge on 1004 on purpose? Was there a reason so much has happened and we have found so much? Could I have been influenced to take the tape recorder and could Rich have been influenced to keep going back to the same area?

There are some questions that will probably never be answered and no matter how many times we think we want a normal life, are we are past the point of no return? How can we ignore what we have found, what happened to us, what is out there?

Will we go out again? There is a good chance of this, but if we do, we will be better equipped to bring back the evidences of what we find. We will be better equipped to insure our safety, and I would say that given what we have/do go through we are probably better equipped mentally than we were before.

It is a sad fact, recorded in many books, interviews and articles, that people like us, people who have been abducted, have had sightings, have had weird events in their lives and homes often reach the point where life is completely changed, where there is no turning back to what used to be. They, too have gone past the point of no return.

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Author:Richard Carter

Mayhem – Law ; the crime of willfully inflicting a bodily injury on another so as to make the victim less capable of self-defense or, under modern statutes, so as to cripple or mutilate the victim. (dictionary)

It’s not an uncommon occurrence for victims of a crime to be more mentally damaged than physically damaged.
In this sense the monsters both literal and human of Bates County have inflicted debilitating fear on certain residents and taken, not only their peace of mind, but their belief that they can affect the situation.

This is a report for the 12th day of Sept, 2012

Using a new vehicle and additional cameras, we left Butler in the mid afternoon. It was our hope to visit a  shop in Henry county and talk with an old friend awhile before heading back to Butler.

We took a more scenic route through the country, going out H-highway, due East and as is my practice I took pictures along the way when I felt the urge.   Out of this trip, I got a lot of pretty scenery, but also a few images that raise questions.   One was taken as we came to a stop at a turning point. I saw something out of the corner of my eye and turned to see maybe 50 to 70 yards away activity at the edge of some woods.   

I took the picture because I couldn’t tell much from my location with accuracy and hoped later the cameras zoom and further inspection might clear it  up . I found later what I’d seen was an  almost flesh-colored object moving, and a near black shape , carrying dragging or moving the other form along.

closeup of the objects ,,, i saw from a distance, as we were stopping to turn. turning The shadow of the telephone pole falls accross the pinkish white object,, do you see a set of legs,? what do you see?

I expected it to be mundane, and so I concentrated on the  work at hand of watching for new locations to shoot. We were hard up for time. The store we wished to reach was closing soon and we wondered if we were going to make it in time driving straight through.

Because of this rush, there was no time or desire to stop along the way and set up the tripod for better shots. The pictures taken along the way  were just tests for the new camera.  This may seem ludicrous given the possibilities of this particular scene, but at that time it was a vague image at a distance, one we are anxious about now that we’ve seen it enlarged, and weighed the visual clues in our minds a bit.  There is an understanding all researchers must have in field work. You will not catch everything  that is occurring near you.   You may pass a crime scene, blindly, while watching the sky. Because we are being attentive to one thing doesn’t mean we are sensitive and in touch with everything going on around us.

The daylight has its own pitfalls. The very visibility of all that stretches panoramically around you comes at you, all in a single package. It is experienced in a whole gaze, not broken down into individual layers much easier to sift through.

Is the form I spoke of a set of legs in the grasp of something? Both disappeared into the bushes, and there seemed to be  movement in both at the time.  They were in view for under 4 seconds and I believe taking the picture a second later than I did,  I would have missed the objects  all together. The enlarged scene frightens me.  I know the way the human body bends through my study of anatomy. I know its appearance and proportion from a distance and I know, even at the end of the summer, not everyone has a Copper Tone Tan.

Next we found along the way a silhouette walking or standing along the roadside. At first I thought the hips were stuck out with the abdomen and torso above it thrust forward and up, but I think now that the vacancy with its square edged shape might be an object in one hand, as though something book shaped was in the left hand, there against one hip.

The figure  like anomalies,  falls into the category I think of as Shadow folk.

Look at the dark version of this same photo in the compilation to the left. The outline is crisp. There is something there, where no trees stood or objects are erected .  Something is silhouetted against the weeds behind it, those that catch the rapidly descending suns rays.

In the image with the outline drawn next to it, I think I matched it fairly accurately. Then finally there is the greenish-yellow or yellowish-green pumpkin like shape that has eyes very similar to those of Clemual.  What is so striking about this similarity is that this picture was taken on the same road he was photographed on , later this same night as the other photos shown.

Clemual’s image was taken to the Columbia conference on UFO’s and was found there to be quite clear and quite disturbing.  The color of this head (?) was different, lighter, possibly because of  rays from the headlights .

The photo to the right is a grouping of different views as we got closer. You must remember, these are views after the photos were lightened a bit, In the original image, just as with Clem, the face is almost lost in the murky darkness. Even the flash, alone, was not enough to reveal either. With a small degree of lightening and they popped out in detail.

The face, at first, was thought close to the ground, but taking into consideration the fact the fields next to the road were sloped, the height could be much taller, in the human range of height.

As always we have to assume skullduggery is possible,  but the chances, I believe, of someone in costume are slim. The reason someone would have for hiding in these locations to frighten others away just doesn’t make sense.

As far as we’re aware, it is not supposed to be an area of drug labs or other hidden activities, but when it comes down to it, (Who knows)?

The culverts nearby were the large type, with two tunnels. I’ve not been inside these, but I am rigging up a tool to expand my cameras reach to better view beneath bridges and inside these type of openings.  I don’t suggest anyone  descending to these locations  unless you are trying to retrieve something dropped and then with extreme care, if approached at all. Reptiles are creatures that seek safe environments to hold up in. They have been found at many of these type of locations,  because wood washes down these waterways and builds piles, that sometimes (especially in droughts) remain dry for some time.  They are not the best of places to hang your scaly hat, but we have found them there on occasion, sometimes in mass.

I think everyone should  keep a much better record than we have shown here. We are working to better our methods. This is very important. You are examining spots that, for the most part, are seen little if at all by other people. Maybe the city or highway crews are sent in to mow or trim back brush in busier more prominent areas, but you have to remember this isolation also makes these places the dumping grounds of choice for killers.  Just watch Cold Case programs occasionally and you’ll see how many final resting places of the unfortunate are very similar to these type locations. Evil people have used these sort of pots,  probably for ages and ages, but eventually through erosion or hunters or laborers most things are found. Someone will find  them.

The likelihood of this is small, but if you stumble upon a possible scene of a crime, it should be handled promptly and with as detailed a log of your activities as possible. You should list the times you stopped at certain areas, a record as well of  suspicious sounds you heard along the way, movement in fields etc. You must remember your willingness to help authorities will go a long way towards your elimination as a suspect. Yes you, out in the field, spending your free time in a research far from acknowledgement, will seem a suspicious presence in the same area.  There is no easy explanation, no way you can do this without risk. Life is messy and often we are left someone else’s mess to clean up.  Do the right thing, the thing your conscience requires and be sensible in this effort and you should  come through the situation in our scenario just fine.

You have none of the qualifications or rights a policeman or private investigator has, but you are responsible, none the less, for acting in a manner that mirrors their attention to detail,, and their awareness of their vulnerable position, especially when investigating remote spots. First and foremost no decision you make, no choice of actions should endanger the public in any way, and in that, alone, there are many things to consider.

What we bring you are sometimes backward glances at all the activity going on around us. We needed more eyes and have found them. The next article will cover the means in which we will use them..

Till next time, stay safe,

Richard

48 Hours


You understand that we are always trying to be aware of our surroundings. We always keep a camera nearby. Yet, there are certain events that stand out above the rest, that are jarring reminders of the reasons we take this so seriously.

Two nights ago was just such an evening.

I was out on a regular trip, a necessity. It is one that takes place every 48 hours. During the summer months, I make this trip by bicycle. It allows me to enjoy the evening air and contribute further to the regimen of exercise that I’ve found is vital to my overall health.

This, and the fact there are a lot of things I’ve never outgrown, one of which is my love of riding. Lori, is at these times safe, visiting with my mother who has a carry and conceal permit ,,and a  large Doberman named Mindy.

I had started, as I finished my chore, going down a little further to the west, to the railroad trestle and the mound I’ve written of on many occasions, just one of the hot spots in town. It is usually dark by this time, roughly 9:00 at night.

In our hundreds patrols around the overall Bates County area, on many occasions we’ve had a follower,

a light or set of lights once close enough to make our contact with our jeep’s roof. On foot, as well, we’ve not only had lights but visible structures flying over us. Not just within the city limits, but in the very heart of town (the 10 block area in which the Courthouse is centered). So, every time I go out with Lori or alone I know the chance is there.

I had gotten in and they had finished with me quickly, and as I left, I already knew there was a good cloud cover overhead hidden in the darkness. I turned and rode with the bike’s light on, west towards the mound. It was only a few blocks to the corner, past the football and track field, and then to the very dark, seldom lit spot, that stretched a city block or more on the other side of the trestle.                                                                                                                                                               

I was at the intersection, only lit by the eastern sources of light overhead and behind me. The trestle was only 40 ft or less away. Through the opening below it, a streetlight illuminated a patch of road at the far corner of the block. This was the backdrop I saw something move against. The area of road illuminated was far enough away that nothing in the foreground of view could be completely revealed in it.

I’m not about to guess at height, but the figure moved across the street with what might have been chest shoulders and head illuminated by the back drop. It was crossing to the north. This placed it in the general vicinity of the mound area.

To explain this better; as you pass beneath the low trestle, you immediately are met by two walls of foliage. The one to the south bearing view of the saw mill, and the other to the North, following the western slope and ridge the Trestle is laid upon.

To the west of this, well within a hundred feet is the Mound, itself and to it’s west is the old, deserted CO-OP building and further to the north sits a dog food plant.

After seeing the form move by, just a dark silhouette, I instantly knew it wasn’t an animal. No known animal is of that height and structure.

So, I figured it had to be a person, for some reason not wanting to be seen, avoiding the open street. Any number of explanations could be the reason for it. None I could think of were good and I decided not to go through, but felt myself heading across the street down into the hollow and through the opening anyway.

On the other side, I stopped as quick as I could, stepping off the bike with it in between me and whoever was to the north, visible nowhere.

The street, to my left, was the best lit area. I was facing the brush with the trees and the slope to my north. There was heavy movements in the brush and among the trees. I looked up the slope to see if the figure was climbing to cross over to the other side. There was nothing and the sounds weren’t receding into the distance. They were as close in their proximity as the first noises heard, very close.

I clicked a few flashes at the area the sounds were coming from, but in the light of each flash there was nothing visible that I could make out during their short bursts. I took 3 there in that initial spot. I pointed the bike’s light into the area sweeping it, and not hearing anything else swung a leg over my bike and onto the pedal and prepared to move a little closer to the mound to take a few more.

Now, what happened next would have to have been funny to an observer. No one or nothing had rushed me or made a menacing statement from the dark. I couldn’t find anything there in my immediate view so I reasoned it/they had gotten far enough back out of sight and were just waiting for me to leave.

It wasn’t by any means the scariest situation during our investigations of the area, so I figured it a curious event like many others and prepared to move on, only I couldn’t leave (I couldn’t move). I had started to stepped up onto the pedals and just couldn’t move a muscle. The bike fell over into the sparse tall dead grass and dirt, the bike half in the road, half out of it with the light still on.

I didn’t make a rush at getting up, knowing my position was not good. A car might come through and not see me till it was too late, or the noise I heard might begin again, this time coming towards me.

I just laid there like I had no place to be. The stuff in my back pack sandwiched between me and the ground. It wasn’t that I wasn’t trying to get up, i couldn’t.

When I was able to, I noticed that I wasn’t scratched up, but i did have an odd aching a tingling in my right hand towards the finger tips  The only thing similar I’ve ever experienced was during the worst portion of a hospital stay in the city. They kept me asleep as much as possible (out of it) but I woke once hearing their voices around me. I wanted to let them know I was awake but couldn’t talk. I couldn’t move. I was wide awake inside, in terror thinking I was paralyzed. I couldn’t move a muscle. I tried to make my eyes bulge or jump to make them move, so one of the nurses might see. Finally I heard one’s voice saying hey he’s coming around, in a minute I was once more asleep. But this was a drug induced situation ordered by a doctor.

The differences are that in the street episode I wasn’t scared, I was aware I couldn’t move but it was okay. I got up, but didn’t take pictures of the mound as I’d planned earlier. Instead, for no good reason, I turned and rode back out through the trestle, stopped on the other side and walked along the east face of it taking pictures. I heard movement through brush, but it was fainter leading me to believe whatever or whoever was there was moving along the western side, possibly monitoring my progress.

I went home with no further incident. Lori and I walked the bike home together the last few blocks, after I stopped for her at my mothers home. The pictures reflect a much different trip home, with presences near us we were completely unaware of.

In closing I need to add that 80 percent of the places we examined during the study were areas I’d never seen before, places we’d never been in before. I got out at each location for some amount of time, many times walking in the dark a block in front of the jeep, taking pictures of both sides of the road. So I’m comfortable with the process.

We’ve been on bridges, struck by invisible objects that sent shudders through the concrete and steel, and shook the Jeep, had aggressive hillbilly types try to trap us on dirt roads, and literally went home with our guts in knots for days after things we saw and heard. So, the regular pursuit of this subject, though it always is approached with caution, is not approached like Don Knots in the Ghost and Mister Chicken type fear.

There is no life without some possible immeasurable degree of fear. There is logical fear.

But, fear given its reins, cripples us and steals all the fruits of discovery. If when I go out,I’m unreasonably afraid, then it will inhibit reason as well making the trip pointless. I was not frozen with fear, otherwise I’d have been near sick with it on the ground. If it was never a factor before, I don’t see it as one in this case.

Also, there is one important detail. I tried to call Lori from the Hospital, just to see how the visit was going. My cell phone, tried both inside the waiting room and outside would not work. I tried it over and over, maybe 7 or 8 times, sure that I’d just charged it. I was kidding with Lori and asked her if she had taken the battery as a prank, she was offended a bit and we checked, everything was in place, and the phone now worked when I tried it.

Examine the photos and the facts. Is there something else that may have occurred ?


 

Author: Lori Carter

Possible Alien in Archi

Have you ever walked down the street or into a shop or store and feel the hair stand up on the back your neck? Maybe you all of a sudden broke out in goosebumps on your arms and face.  At some point, you just feel like you are being watched, and even though you look all around, you don’t see anyone. Have you ever wondered who’s really watching you.

Possible large ship in sky

For almost a full three years now, Richard and I have been researching our rural neck of the woods. We wanted answers to what happened to us in September of 2009.  Although we really haven’t pinpointed our abductors/abusers, we have found evidence in our county that there is much more out that there than meets the eye.

The human eye is a fragile organ. It can get irritated by dust, pollution, sweat or any other small substance. It is a delicate instrument that allows us to navigate through our daily lives, but it can fail us at certain times as well.

“Clem” found on “F” highway

We are all born with certain instincts, although some may have stronger ones than others. Richard and I have always seemed to have more than our share, however after our episode, these instincts seem to be heightened and we seem to have developed a few more.

energy in trees outside of courthouse

Now, the pictures presented in this article have been posted before, but they are just a reminder of the many things we have found, possible craft and beings, many seen through the camera’s eye, and many seen by us.

Something peering at us

The camera can catch a glimpse of something that moves within a few seconds, unlike the human eye, which cannot discern flashes and movement that are that fast. The camera, also, does not have emotions or a mind that is capable of blocking out something that just doesn’t seem logical to it.

Eye in the tree

We have been taught most of our lives that certain things just cannot exist. To believe in them, at one time was considered witchcraft, black magic or just plain insanity. My, how times have changed. All over the world, on a daily basis, unknown aerial objects are seen, and yet there are still skeptics that say it is either our imaginations or workings of the devil to take our minds of Jesus (as told to me by a Pastor friend of mine.)

Without a doubt, and history is proving this out, there are unknown beings, craft and possible dimensions that seem to be the norm, have been the norm, around our planet for thousands of years. If you look at paintings and drawings from eons past, you can see, in almost every country, depictions of craft in the air and different beings interacting with humans.

Grey of 52 East

Should we be frightened? Possibly, or maybe not, however you should still strive to be diligent, observant and aware of “who’s watching you.”


Your not  supposed to see anything in the blurry image to the left, its enough that (with my eyes  i did, ).

We all leave for better worse a tale all our own, a tiny condensed history of words  said, affections shared ,and experiences lived.

Some of these are made up almost entirely of( our  memories) in the minds of others, they keep our stories alive, and us fresh in the minds of our descendants .

But sometimes there are other ways these non physical elements of our past are stored. Just as sound was recorded at one time on wax,  It seems when a particular moment or act in history  is powerful , enough, passionate enough it can remain like a scar  on a location, like a sometimes violent echo, this  a lifeless recording of sorts.       Some believe though that Death is not enough to separate us from the physical things we were familiar with, the people we knew.    Even when those persons are all gone, when those places have collapsed or burnt or been replaced with newer structures, for some reason these places (sometimes just lots of land )remain spiritually inhabited.

something made of energy or fire or light, it literally steps out of the wall, at first aq patch of flame maybe a ft wide, its whole body then steps through.

One  evening  i took some pictures  just before bed and not even examining them that night  layed the camera aside and went to bed.    As i was going through e-mail in the morning i uploaded them into the computer, and was amazed at what i found.

On two separate occasions strange light was present in the bedroom, on other occasions the room, seemed to be morphing  the pillows and head of a bed were melding together in a bog sagging fold. .

On another night i found a wet spot to my right on the edge of the bed,, there was an impression like you’d find when someone sits down on the corner of the bed.  The curved impressions, of the hips  the indention only wet. In one morphing photo the wall and nightstand near my right side of the   bed was    changed, instead of there being a dagger stand and things clearly a mans, there was a mirror an the nightstand and the same picture in a stand there. there was flowered wall paper or material and a lace cover upon the long table

During my work in the kitchen at night in visualization and and the projection of images onto film through meditation i had  reoccurring photos showing portions of a large woman, once a hilarious  scene,   all this moves me to think that there is someone here, who for matters of belief or the lack of it found themselves a sort of prisoner here,,maybe too simple to look beyond the familiar, unable to go on to the place we are supposed to travel .    This is a woman i think, and  perhaps the strongest most defining act of her life was involved in  a relationship that took place in this house,,  maybe she was a victim forgotten who perished here with no relatives, perhaps the wet seat like mark was an indication about her fate.

Maybe she ,just like many of us, was so addicted to the emotions and passions of this life as one of the dead she still hungered for physical comforts, still wished to feel the warmth of continuing companionship  the need to  rouse a lover in the night.    Who can say what each of  us will feel ,,what we may still need.    as we are thrust through the other side of the veil.

Walking up the street towards the house with Lori,at first i thought a child or short woman resting against the bottom and side of  one of our trees, then as it settled still,,and i tried to blink my eyes to clearness, i took a picture and   later  i found  none of the details i saw. Another shot taken to quickly botched,, but,   That’s okay , the chances are very  good its not the last weird thing that will ever cross  our path.

Richard


I began this article in a mad rush to research it but quickly came to the realization that old  Indian legend and thrice told tales with a smattering of Greek mythology(no matter how interesting they are)   would be of  no help as  backing for an experience only days old.

The simple truth is all experiences  must be examined individually, because of the  human condition that forces us to acknowledge there are far to many variables involved.   We are trying to make sense of events that happen on a landscape we have no adequate map for, no handbook with set reliable trouble shooting answers.   We are in a sense back in the days of early  sea fairer s ,, uncertain where our world ends and this other mysterious one begins, or  if there is any real seperation between the two at all.   One thing we can be certain of ,we have reached the waters on the map that say in bold print, (Hear there be Monsters).

outline of what 9may be another craft

There were a number of pictures at  yahoo images in the search for faces in the sky,that ill have to give a second look, but the images of possibly genuine events, were mixed equally with artistic efforts laced with  I’m guessing  photo shop. some incredibly well done, but of no use to someone looking for the remnants of real history.

Even though insights can be gained through comparison, the path of legends is a bit too cold a trail,when your looking for information pertinent  to present occurrences.  So ill try to just explain my approach to this  and   look at possibilities that come to mind no matter how wild they may seem,and see if any of these  theories even remotely pan out , in others study.To start though  we need to understand the basic types of light that effect this study,, because as simple as they may seem some of their differences are only marginal.

This image is not just about  a face in the clouds, in the billions of momentary formations that clouds can settle in, its has to be regretfully acknowledged that such a face in this lottery of chance could be merely one  of  these chance illusions.  It could also be something of great importance as well,, but  as ive said before only through time and repetitive  finds of this sort will those explanations those theories come to really deserve merit,to  be taken seriously.  .

example of an internally lit room among the clouds seen through the portal this at a distance with misty cloud around it, still illustrates i believe, my point.

For now at least in our way of thinking, we have to proceed looking for anomalous light and shape,     That which is in-congruent  with surrounding features and atmospheric conditions.   Right angled squared spots of illumination stand out from wispy banks of soft cloud.   There is a quality to reflection that is different from illumination  ,   Reflection depending upon the varying brightnesses of the light source  ,, and the texture of the reflective surface ,    sometimes  causes a bright star like flare , you’ve seen this on a hot summer day as the sun reflects off chrome.

We can place a candles in front of a mirror to double the lights effect in the room,,  but this magnification is not present in the soft or sometimes bright light of an interior.  you would have to have a very bright light within to cause the slightest fuzziness around an illuminated rooms  outside night time  perimeter .

Example, You are cleaning up after a family dinner,you are  on your deck, as you scrape at the cooker removing burnt on debre you glance through the  kitchen window at your wife doing dishes.

She is clear at this distance through the window, light is not causing fuzzy or star like glare  anywhere along its  dark outside frame.,. and the houses contents close to this portal are clear to you, the internal source of light  aids in your outside viewing  and doesn’t hinder in any way your perception of anything within the windows field of vision.  you have a smooth tight line of exterior darkness surrounding this view that accurately indicates the shape of the portal your seeing through..  This is important when your checking off the list of alternatives before making a conclusion that boarders on the paranormal.

We understand that shapes found within this sort of a patch of light usually have a basis in reality, though they might be chance patterns of dark cloud smoke etc, outlines of objects or sillouttes,  are generally representative of material or objects of  some kind.     Things found in  the other sort of reflective light must be questioned proportionately to their nearness to the most intense point of the reflection.Where the  flares of brightness lie  at the heart of a reflection.   Cigar shaped objects can easily be found in these sort of reflection’s, positioned  like wagon wheel spokes coming out from the center,and frustratingly most of these have to largely remain inconclusive images.

Most of us are familiar with the mythological tales of Zeus, and his lightning bolts, paintings throughout history have placed his face at times  staring out of the clouds in stern concern, or in anger. of course Jesus and God have likewise been placed there in artwork, In fact most artist renderings of this subject matter place a Deity or devil  of some kind among the clouds , But characters like the Naides in their billowing robes,and the Greek Okeanid Nymphs  as well as a catalog of other supernatural humanoid figures are also mentioned as mythological inhabit the realms of the sky.

Beings possibly of these types  have been shown photographically in articles not that long ago here at the Observer.  So we can choose along with our lines of belief or religious orientation or we can basically enter the twilight zone of possibilities in the world of extraterrestrials  and dimensional beings.   If we take the second path, we have to kick out all our previously ideas and limitations in such thinking.  Can i tell you with certainty what lies two hundred feet beneath the ground i live on, no,, people assumed snakes never got longer than 20 or 30 ft, and Aurther C Clark, presents photos from a helicopter of a snake easily in excess of 50 ft, for those who didnt believe that just recently in a jungle a piece of heavy equipment bull dozer tears open a large mound of earth below the trees canopy, and out slithers a snake over 50 ft into the jungle, oh i know what your thinking theres never a sample( alive or dead )to back these  stories up. wrong,, in this case inside the mound another snake(this one  dead) of equal proportions to the one that got away.    A pair of that size in the same lair,,,   Now you say well that’s on the other side of the world, not here in backwater USA,,, but we can attest to a different truth.

The following images show a creature that came out of a hollow, at least 20 ft to to 25 ft away, cameras without the zoom set( sometimes) make an object look a bit further away than it actually is. take this into consideration and then figure yourself just how big this snake was. This albino snake, much like an albino Burmese python i once had  (Mine was only 5 ft long).

picture of the yellow snake  or whatever it was  inverted. taken weith a camera phone in 2010

The point is there is much more to this supposedly natural world, we are in error about. step outside it, or just into an yet unknown or misunderstood facet of it and were children without a solid clue to go on, there are no books  of the spirit world or monster manuals for the dimensions that hold finite details,,, there is no comprehensive source of  information we can access that explains with detail and reliable accuracy the history of  every group of beings that have visited or set up shop here.

So is a giant face in the clouds only a whim of nature, or a real , possibly spiritual  or dimensional,being  or is it an Extraterrestrial  looking in on us, through some opened window, The result of  abilities far beyond those we presently have?   Mammoth sized enormous  craft have not only been seen, but clocked on radar, traveling in loops around the world at incredible speeds,,,ships as big as  cities,,could beings of that size actually be crew members? can they easily open windows in the sky remotely,,, transforming the very fabric of the air into a large   two way video screen?

Or like so many humans discoveries about ourselves, do we have some equivalent to the character in The Wizard of Oz,,,  are these sort of images magnified by a smaller race,( possibly our own) for purposes of intimidation?  maybe these brief glimpses are just the dry run to feel us out, see if any of us are even looking up to be aware?    I hope its the case , i could live with the continuing  inadequacies and cruelties of man much easier than i could the reality of  giant faces in the sky Representative of the real beings possibly a wink away.

-Richard


There was an episode on the old Lost in Space program, about a being named the Keeper, who traveled around the Galaxy collecting all kinds of creatures, that  from our perspective would be considered most monstrous.  But how possible would this scenario be?

With the sure knowledge that we have had visitors for some time from outside the earth, might not some races of beings collect species for their curiosity and experimentation?

We break rather easily, so replacements would be needed. Are some of the disappearances without a trace  just signs of another keepers passing?

Researchers are exposed to all sorts of things, especially those in the field of the paranormal. Still, inescapably, there are moments you can never be prepared for, never make sense of.

Many of the things we have brought you are really recognitions of the cameras all seeing eye, largely chance encounters.

But, there are things seen that never fade, never seem less shocking than the moment in which they were committed to your memory.

This is just such a moment; We were on a day trip, a patrol not often done on Dakota st.  The reason for this is, we refuse to travel far down that road without some form of backup,at night or in daylight. Given the fact it is the area of our abduction and subsequent sightings afterward, it is just not a move we take lightly. With the activity on the square , we felt that the two bridges entering and leaving town  to the east still needed occasional photographic examination.

So agreeing only to follow it for a mile, we headed out.   As Lori drives very slowly I watch for areas of visibility back through the canopy of very old trees, ground level openings to exposure within the tree wall.    We stop to take images when necessary, which is often,  and as we  drove down Dakota, with the bridge ahead of us, I was taking images of a weeded area along the face of the forest.

I was holding the camera outside the window, and saw movement in the grass.There was no time to identify it, at 60 or 70 yards possibly 80, it  happened too fast. I just remember jerking my camera up and instinctively aiming, without looking in the view finder.   Something that looked like figures was rising quickly, attached to a rope or cable, being drawn straight up and disappearing into the very low, hanging storm clouds.   I saw with my own eye,  something flesh colored,  twisting loosely in the air like a bunch of  fish on a line.

Remove the fantastic possibilities from the equation and you still have a baffling mystery.  Let’s look at a few possibilities, and please call me out if they sound like B.S.    One;  first maybe an airlift, but of what kind?  Most farmers, as far as I know, have little use for freight helicopters. The area the object was lifted from had weeds of varying heights, some chest high. Above were branches of large trees nearby, that would have made it unsafe for a helicopter to descend into the area.

I know, in various spots and very different climates around the world, certain planes can fly low, hook into lines and fly on with the cargo they have picked up. This is especially effective in the arctic due to the absence of trees.   Still, these operations are usually highly professional and are connected to military or scientific groups.   Far to close to us in daylight conditions for an aberration, you can say they weren’t bodies if it makes you feel better,  but what are they then, and what was the thick dark cable extending far above the treeline into the clouds?   The whole thing took maybe less than three seconds.

Okay lets say they WERE bodies of some kind, possibly skinned animals instead. I’ll agree it could be a possibility, but even in the blurriness of the photo , the lighter form looks like it could have arms raised above its  head.   What could be so important in those woods it would need this exotic treatment?    Aren’t most animals killed, taken to a four wheel drive vehicle of some kind, and hauled away in that fashion?

No , there is an element of haste in this.  What was lifted was taken up on the very outskirts of a small town where its thick wooded areas begin and properties grow sparse.   It was lifted in this fashion because, while hidden in the high weeds, it was nigh invisible. Their claiming of it, bringing it from ground level to their means of transportation amid the clouds, took only 3  seconds, very little time for a public to take notice.  But, the very clouds that hid their means of flight also inhibited their view of the ground. Maybe at the height necessary for this operation they didn’t even hear our engine or the gravel as we came down the road.   Maybe that is why we had the chance to see it.

Objects concealed by clouds  performing mysterious acts, it’s a reoccurring formula isn’t it?

Richard,


Their purpose ?  The same question looms over these examples as well; the blimp like peanuts that cruised silently over the courthouse. At first we couldn’t believe the idea that something that large would approach the courthouse tower so closely.  I figured it had to be light. Well, we proceeded in that weak explanation until we found it in all sorts of lighting conditions.

We  finally ruled out the explanation of light  completely when, while flashing away at one of these, again over the courthouse, we watched a glowing symbol or letter be brought around the side by hand and placed against the surface.   This was facing us directly.  You can see it is some symbol or a letter “C”.   Carter starts with a “C”. Of all the photos of these objects , there has never been this addition before.

The image below shows the objects in the river, identically shaped to those that were over the water tower, the courthouse, and over the fenced in powerhouse that serves a portion of Butlers electrical needs.

Faintly behind the electrical hardware the object can be seen approaching ,

The next is, yes, you guessed right, ONE OVER THE COURTHOUSE. This is also the largest we’ve seen.

It moved across the sky quietly and passed within a hundred feet of the tower. This is the largest moving object I’ve ever seen. I saw it with my eyes, not the camera.

Finally there is the one that is completely illuminated from within. It has a rope attached and flew over the jeep and Fort Scott street one evening as we were returning to town. This rope seemed tied off to something else.

This is just a few of the images of this type object.

Then there are the more flamboyant designs,

such as the bright orange and yellow one to the right.  But my interest today lies in the windows  and the things found within. These are the elements to discoveries that shake the community of researchers and citizens alike.  When you can look past the veneer of the object, in all its forms, and have something within to address, that is the connection no man or woman can ignore.   The face however, is vague and faint.

seen over a deserted business on our towns main drag.we pulled into the dark lot and i got out and photographed it once

Once determined as that, its easier for our  minds to look deeper and harder at the small clues in those illuminated openings, to flesh out the beings within.   Machines are all around us and the rumors of cutting edge human technology are still just that, human creation.   The newness of those types of discoveries wears off fast.    But the hint of possible intelligences hidden in our skies ? A truth of this kind, revealed in even the slightest form such as this, is an  aggravatingly persistent voice nagging, picking at our mind.   If you know a  bill waits in your mailbox, your unperturbed about the whole thing. It’s no big deal.   But let the bill collector himself come walking down the sidewalk to your house and your blood pressure will rise, to say the least. Its sort of an long awaited prelude, to the introduction we’ve been waiting for,, the in our face reality of it . After that we will never be able to turn a blind eye to the subject again.

The forms, I believe I have found in these windows, are important to Lori and i in  ways few may understand.  They represent something that is not supposed to be there.  They may well be tied to the answers we need about what occurred during our lost time. Whether we will have the chance to extract one sort of  justice or another from them, whether we have the power to or not is unimportant.  They represent answers, not only for us, but for many more trying to make peace with this new reality we’ve all been forced to accept,,they represent one way or another a sort of closure.

Government’s are  very picky about their  air space. They have the right to shoot down craft that pass over into these no flight zones. Were they able to stop unidentified craft from buzzing the white house, Did  they knock down the one that flew over Los Angelas with the thousands of rounds fired at it?   No but a few citizens  were killed.    We have no bases, no military importance,  but we do have our homes, our schools, churches and families all crowded within our zone. How long will we pretend to be blind to these presences? How long will we depend upon a complete  military protection that just doesn’t exist?   And that inability isnt the fault of the various Governments around the world ,,  America can stand toe to toe with anybody,,  but were not talking about conventional forces here,,, the earth is just outclassed, a few hundred , thousand years behind the competition.   Naivety is a useless commodity for  adults, for the people who must ring the bell of awareness, and somehow reach us all . We can support our governments and protect ourselves at the same time. We can be a valuable resource in helping others to escape their personal fortresses of doubt.  It’s time to see who is behind the glass of the eyes in the clouds. It’s time for the veils and masks to be removed, and all that’s      hidden to be known.      Richard Carter,


People who are frightened of aliens don’t seek out the object of their fear but rather, are content to remain within the cocoon of self-deceit and social psychosis.(Linked)

(This was a comment made on one of articles at the Midnight Observer. We thought it and our reply were important enough to share)

First we’d like to thank you for your comment and say that you have a lot of good ideas. The statement above and others like it, that say our way (your way) of thinking and accessing this is the answer is fine and of course each of us have our own practices, but many are limited only to their verbal ideas and their chiding of anyone who has stepped outside the blog box.

We have sought out the object of our fear, in not just random outings but instead as the very focus of our work.  I’m not sure if that was directed at specific researchers or not.   If we weren’t the party this was directed at, please accept our compliments for a beautiful sight, and as we said some nice ideas. if we were among those addressed, I need to clarify that the lion’s share of our information and photos are self-supplied through nothing but field work, stepping out with the intention of drawing things out to us is the heart of our practice.  Maybe it’s not wise in a self-preservative fashion, but effective none the less.

Where many sites must harvest the images of the web for their subject matter and speak through filler made up of, again, others facts, we take the bull by the horns.  I’ve been less than twenty feet from a number of Crypto zoological creatures and aliens, because of our approach. 

In all honesty, I assure you, that the flower child mental is not the spirit to approach this in.  We, like you, live with the hope that communications and not confrontations will be the answer in meeting them, but if you have studied, (I mean thoroughly) looked at the case history worldwide you’ll find only absorbing a portion of it, that the majority of cases are not “Please help ET call home” type scenarios.

They are situations that show our vulnerability and their lack of any concept of human or universal rights.  We are the lab rat and in some cases much worse.  At best, to some races of beings i.e. Pleidians, we are a coddled child. At any rate, to most of the rest, we are not their buddy.

I’m sending along a photo that should more than explain my position.   The red mess in it, is the flesh and blood of a corpse of some kind. We are hoping it is a carcass of a deer or other large animal.  This is one of the beings that I spoke of getting close to.  Where was it?  It was not near a road deep in the woods, but, next to a rural highway, a block from farm houses.

We agree with you on many of those points dealing with government knowledge of alien presence and intent, but that is, I’m afraid, a moot point, one you and I are well aware we’re powerless to effect change in. It is better to funnel those wasted energies that fill the web with chatter into real field work.

The more images of these creatures we all have, the more the public will grow in awareness and interest and even to some degree take part in more fully in uncovering this presence. This, with a certainty that will not inspire action on the government’s part, but, will call for a response on their part due to the level of our maturing in the subject and the demand for it.

If the TV-talk shows and radio show are SWAMPED with information of this kind, with photos and experiences, there will be no alternative but for them to act in some manner to assure the public they aren’t ignoring the issue.   If it becomes apparent that this is not being talked about by the crazy fringe-(us) but by many Senators and Congressmen responding on behalf of their constituents, the Government will answer it.  The question is are you  and other sites willing to put down our petty differences and work together on a project that could harness the investigative skills of thousands, and possibly get this stone rolling towards the end result that are possible.?

There’s a need for each of us to push this idea, an idea that needs no author, one that we can all step out and experiment together in. Their presence is here, without a doubt. All we have to do is triple the regularity of “UFO” night searches.  Either we have a real desire to continue as the dominant species on our planet, and are willing to turn off the TV and go outside a few nights a month with our cameras,   or we should stop all the posturing and egotistical orations and drift back into the Networks security blanket and accept what comes.


Author: Lori Carter

You see and hear about it all the time. Someone is always yelling for full disclosure from the government. What they really want is a confession from the government on how they sold us down the toilet. By this I mean all the rumors that have surfaced about our top government officials making a deal with races from another planet in trade for their technology. Stop and think about it. If you look at the progression of our technology, we started booming around the late 1940’s early 1950’s and haven’t slowed down since then.

Is it possible that our government not only hid the truth from us, but also sold us out as cattle or guinea pigs to another race? Anything is possible, but you would have to also include all the other major countries in this sell out since they have technologically advanced at the same speed we have.

We have disclosure. It is on the Internet every day. Although it takes years for people who know to come forth because of security issues with their jobs, conflicts in their minds, and fear of retribution or worse; death, they still, eventually come forth.  You can go on the internet now, any day of the week and see that there are multiple sightings all over the world.

Just recently there was a sighting over Dulce, New Mexico and Blue Springs, Missouri. You can browse the sightings reports at MUFON, NUFORC, the Latest UFO sightings along with innumerable other websites dealing with this subject, and find sightings listed from all over the world each and every day.

grey caught in woods off 52 east near dusk

Are there extraterrestrials living among us? If you watch the disclosures that have hit the news over the last several years, yes, some among us, some in our airspace and others underground. 57 species were supposedly already cataloged by our government alone. Many abductees have given descriptions of their abductors and cameras have caught images in secluded, wooded areas.

Our news agencies tend to stay away from reports like these but every so often one or two will make it to the newscast, and usually only if there were multiple witnesses. Is it their policy to ignore this type of news or is there a possible government control over what they can broadcast? That is something we will probably never know for sure.`

Rumors abound that we are being conditioned for eventual contact or invasion by all the UFO movies that are being released. This might be an actuality. Each one is different, but most show a violent take-over or attempted takeover of our planet.

All of the sighting seen in the sky on a daily basis doesn’t seem to astound or surprise us anymore. Maybe we are being conditioned to accept the reality of this. If they are making themselves more visible to us, why don’t they land and contact us. Could it be that they are just monitoring us for the time being?

Richard and I were abducted. How many times? We don’t know. We know for sure of two, possible three occasions very close together, but as we talk about events in our past, it is very possible we were abducted earlier in our lives as well. We have had multiple, weird and scary events since our abduction east of town. Obviously we and many others of the human race are of great interest to the ones who are observing us.

Just like our scientists, they gather information, perform experiments, and in some instances cause death. We act shocked at all of these possibilities, but what have we done here on earth? Have not our scientists, not just in the good old USA, but all over the world, experimented with crossing DNA, mind control, biological agents and cloning.

Since our abduction, some of our senses seem to be elevated. We can almost read each others mind, have a heightened sense of being watched, and our instincts seem to be on high alert. We are among millions that have been taken, and luckily we were returned. You have to stop and think about all the disappearances every year, somewhere bodies or evidence of what happened is never found. Could a lot of these be abductees that didn’t make it back?

We have found so much activity in our county that we have had to step back, take a long look at our area and wonder why. Why Butler, Bates county or even other locations in Missouri. This area has a lot to offer them, which we never thought about before. When one of the investigative groups sent a dowser down, they determined there were 28 ley lines under the court house at the square; another area we had gotten many photos of possible objects in the air.

UFO’s have been seen around power plants, and we have the huge one out by Lacygne, not more than 15 miles from us. They have been connected to waterways and we have a system of rivers, streams, lakes and reservoirs. Missouri, the whole of it, is a plethora of woodlands, farmland, quarries, rivers, streams, lakes, power plants and cave systems.

UFO’s have also been known to land in isolated, country areas, and Butler and surrounding Bates County is definitely that. With all the quarries around here, a plethora of ravines, large ranches and farms, and many conservation areas, it would be the perfect place to hide a ship, dig tunnels and/or hide.

Let’s add to the fact that Lacygne is adding another stack and Butler is considering allowing a business on the old strip to build a solar power plant. I guess we can easily say, because of the small population, the isolate areas, we would be a desirable place for many to hide their activities, whether they are military, private organizations or ET.

We have been through the mill over all we have found, all that has happened to us and around us. It has taken a toll on our lives, but we push forward because we fill it is something we must do. As two people of Christian faith, it has not changed our views but only serves to show us just how really big the God we believe in is.

Everything we have presented, we have found. Everything is on the up and up when we talk about or experiences and those that have been related to us by other residents and business owner in our small town. We have done our very best to give “Full Disclosure” and will continue to inform you of our finds.

What is coming? We do not know. When will it happen? We do not know. But I have a very distinct, overwhelming feeling that something BIG will happen soon.