I don't talk about it much but The Dood's no stranger to paranormal activity. From a very early age I've always been fascinated by aliens, UFO's and the paranormal. It probably didn't help that one of my favorite uncles was also into these topics and would share his books on the subject with me when I was a kid.
I remember when Whitley Strieber released Communion. It was his account of a series of alien abductions that took place in his country cabin. The cover of the book had this really creepy looking alien face with big black eyes. What we call the greys today. I was a young child then, someone gave the book to my grandfather and it sat on his coffee table for months. That cover would creep me out so bad every time I looked at it. IDK what it was about the cover, but it really made my skin crawl! Maybe that's what peaked my curiosity on the subject.
After reviewing the UFO documentary on Showtime for @Cinetv the other day, I promised I'd post a little about some alien encounters that I have had.
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I've suffered from what I can only describe as alien paranoia. Well, suffer might be a strong word, but in the back of my mind, the Alien's freak me out! It's not something I think about often and I've never really talked about it before to anyone. What can I say, I share everything with my Hive fam! Whenever I'm out camping in the woods I always have this creepy feeling like someone is watching me. Ironic, considering how often I camp alone these days! Still, ever since I was a young child, I get this creeping paranoia of aliens watching me in the woods.
With that said, I'll start this with a funny story about my alien paranoia and my imagination running away with me. Over the years I've overcome my alien paranoia. Well, sort of! It still pops into my head if I think about it to much. A couple years ago, I wrote about a disastrous trip I took on my Chinese dual-sport to Vermont. The motorcycle over-heated just outside of Albany and I decided to stay at a campground at the very edge of the Adirondack mountains. Here's something I left out of that story.
It was a cloudy night, I got to the campsite just before dusk. I started a campfire, made some dinner, sipped a little whiskey, then retired to my tent. I couldn't get comfortable and laid on my back for several hours nodding in and out of sleep. I got up a couple times to use the bathroom. After the fire went out, you could barely see your hands in front of your face in the dark of the woods. I found the campground a little on the creepy side too. Clouds covered the night sky blocking out any light from the stars. I returned to my tent, laying on my back I stared at the canvas ceiling. Suddenly just like in the movies it looked like a beam of light crept across the tent ceiling. It actually started from the left side then filled the entire tent with light. BRIGHT LIGHT! Everything was silent. There was no noise in the woods. The only sound I heard was my heart pounding in my chest. My heart raced at an incredible rate and I couldn't help but think, OMG it's going to happen! They're here! 🤣
I shit you not! That's what went through my head. That's exactly what it looked like too. I thought for sure a space ship was hovering above my tent. Several minutes passed, I thought I was going to have a heart attack. Finally I unzip my sleeping bag, stick my head out of the tent and look up at the sky. I started to laugh when I realized the clouds had finally parted, above me was a clear sky full of stars and a big bright full moon lit up the forest! Thank the gods, no UFO. As the clouds parted they must have made it look like the moonlight scanning my tent. I was relieved but a little embarrassed by myself! I'm a grown man for Pete's sake!
The real story...
OK, so this is the one that to this day I still wonder if something happened or what happened? Back in the early nineties my father had this light blue Chevy pickup truck with one of those camper attachments. I was still living at home back then and we shared the truck. Basically he drove it back and forth to work and when he wasn't working it was mine to use whenever I wanted. It was a Friday or Saturday night because my girlfriend and I took the pickup to this Goth bar we used to hang out at. We got there early, the bar was dead, people hadn't started to pack in yet. Neither of us really felt like being there. It was a clear, warm summer night. I suggested we take the camper truck up to Lost Nations and just relax by a campfire, it's a state park about an hour and a half away.
My girlfriend agreed and we left the club and headed for the state park. A little over an hour later we rolled into the camping area. We pulled into our favorite spot, I opened up the back of the pickup truck and we laid in the back looking out the back door of the camper staring at the stars. One thing led to another and we started getting a little frisky. As we were kissing I could hear this weird mechanical sound off in the distance. Whoomp, whoomp, whoomp! It sounded like a huge piston slowly turning over or some kind of heavy factory equipment. Whoomp, whoomp, whoomp!
This campground is in hillbilly country! There is nothing out there. I mean nothing! Certainly nothing that would sound like a massive factory in full operation in the middle of the night.
I'm trying to ignore the sound as we continue to get hot and heavy in the back of the pickup. The noise is getting louder and louder like it's approaching us. Finally I break from our embrace and look at my girlfriend, "Do you hear that, what the hell is that?" I asked.
She shrugged her shoulders and quickly replied, "I have no idea but it's been driving me crazy since we parked. What do you think?"
I shrugged my shoulders, "No idea."
I get out of the truck and stand at the back looking in the direction the sound is coming from... Whoomp, whoomp, whoomp, whoomp. It almost sounded like the Tartis from the newer Dr. Who series if you've ever seen an episode. I kid you not.
It has to be around 2AM. There is nothing that should be making this much noise at 2AM in the middle of nowhere. At least that was my thinking. This feeling of complete dread washes over me. My girlfriend feels it too. Neither of us scare easy. I look over at her as she is climbing out the back of the truck and say, "I think we need to get out of here."
She looked at me nervously and nodded her head in agreement. We climbed back in the truck and I backed out of the spot. When we pull out onto the road I swear I can see bright lights out in the forest. Like headlights, but not. THERE WAS NO ROAD IN THE DIRECTION I WAS LOOKING IN. I put the car in drive and hit the gas with an urgency. The overwhelming feeling of dread continues to grow as we pealed out and headed down the dirt road.
Now here's where the story gets weird. We left the club around around midnight, probably got to the camping spot somewhere between 1 AM and 1:30 AM. We were probably screwing around in the back of truck for around 20 minutes before the noise really drew our attention. We had to leave the location shortly after 2 AM. The last thing I remember is talking about driving to a truck stop that was about 20 minutes away to get some coffee. My girlfriend fell asleep with her head against the window as we drove there. When we arrived at the truck stop I felt like I was in a trance. I looked at the clock and it was now early morning and dawn light was just starting to creep over the horizon. My girlfriend even looked over at me as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and asked if we pulled over. The truck stop was only 20 minutes away. Why was it almost 6 AM? It shouldn't have been any later than 3 maybe 3:30 AM tops! Where had the time gone?
At the time neither of us thought much of it. We just figured that maybe we lost track of time. It was many years later that I was watching a TV show about alien abduction and they were talking about missing time, that I remembered the adventure. I had ran into that girl several years later and asked her about it, and she got a huge smile on her face and said, "Yeah, I wanted to ask you about that too. Something definitely happened. I have no idea what, but something strange definitely occurred that night."
To this day, I don't know what happened. Maybe abduction? Maybe overactive imagination? I know this, we were both completely sober, and I'll never forget being filled with that feeling of dread and discovering the missing time as we pulled into the truck stop.
Last Story - A Short One
This happened back in 2001 with my ex-wife. We were at a Rave just outside of Needles California. This is "Bat Country" as Hunter S. Thompson would say. It was a huge music festival, I think it was called Wonderland.. It had an Alice In Wonderland theme. Pretty sure there was close to 100,000 people in attendance. The main fairway was almost 1 mile long. We must have walked up and down that fairway a dozen times stopping in each massive tent and checking out the different DJ's.
I'm pretty sure it was during LTJ Bukem's set with MC Conrad. We were exhausted, we had walked the fairway several times, and LTJ Buken was naturally on the far end of the festival at the main pavilion. LTJ Bukem is one of my favorite DJ's, normally I would have danced from the beginning of the set until the end but we were both beat. Instead, we decided to lay out a blanket behind the crowd and watch the set from on top of this little hillside.
About 15 minutes in I packed a bowl of weed. I'll admit right now that we were both really high! We had mixed black gel LSD with some kind of MDMA pills and we were feeling REALLY GOOD! I lit up the bowl of weed and blew out a huge hit. This guy and his boyfriend were walking by and stopped when they smelled the weed. The one guy smiled and asked, "I don't mean to impose but were exhausted from walking all over this place. Can we join you. We'll match up some weed. I just don't want to sit on the bare ground."
We made room on the blanket and got into a pretty decent smoke session with our new found friends. We joked and laughed as we commented on what a great DJ set we were witnessing and passed around bowls (pipes) of weed. When we finished smoking we all laid back on the blanket staring up at the stars listening to the great music.
Suddenly, almost directly above us I notice this huge round glow in the sky. My vision is all kinds of screwed up from the drugs. I squint my eyes and try to focus in on it. It's a translucent opaque white and maybe about the size of a small moon in the sky. Whatever it was, it looked like it was above the atmosphere and had to be massive!
Now we're all laying on our back. Four of us staring up at the stars. I point to the sky as my eyes adjust and each of us finished the other persons sentence. "What" I said, "The fuck" my girlfriend said, "Is" gay guy number 1 said, "That" gay guy number 2 says. And suddenly the thing just shoots off and skips across the sky. Bouncing from one side of the sky to the other at an incredible rate of speed. It was just like the descriptions I had heard on TV, it looked like a flat rock skipping across a creek bed for anyone who had skipped rocks when they were a kid.
We all sat up at the same time and started exclaiming, "What the hell was that?" "Did you see that?" "Was that what I think it was?" "Holy shit!"
Now this was a huge rave in the middle of the desert. They were blasting lasers off the side of mountains. They would project running horses in laser lights running across the side of the mountains. I'm sure it was visible from space. I seriously think some aliens pulled up, checked out was going on and sped off. Even if we were on drugs, 4 people seen the exact same thing and we all know what we seen. This wasn't a satellite, it wasn't airplanes or helicopters. This was a large white translucent disk in the night sky. Probably a mothership. It had to be massive. There were spotlights going into the sky to help party goers find the venue, and this was much, MUCH different than that. All I can say is what I seen, I'm pretty sure some aliens stopped by our Rave to see what was going on!
Well, that's it. Those are my alien / UFO stories. Have you ever experienced anything extra terrestrial? Feel free to share your story in the comments, or write a post and feel free to link it here!
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