Aspies For Freedom

One of my aunts thought I was insane or something, because after I told her everything she wanted to get me "help" and counselors, and drugs. Just l like "Oh my! She needs to be cured right away!" for thinking that I always hear voices non stop during the day. I told her clearly that I dont' flipping hear voices like that, and up until age 21 havn't heard one since I was 11.

She decided call up my counselor and doctor without our permition. That really made me angry because I trusted her enough to listen to me. Anyway, alot of people don't care and act like I'm making it up or that I'm delusional. I hate that, but there isn't nothing I can do about it. As a child I grew up in desert country, and our house was about the only one in the whole street. It's much mor developed now and has three houses on one block. |:|

The city across the river and past our mesa cliffs, so we always had a great view of it. It is sort of like the city is up on a hill, and past that hill is yet another hill, and then to the left of the double topped hill is the air port that sits on the horizon from our home. Miles away, you see. Baloons have floated over our city for many years and even gone past Shiprock, which is also a nice landmark that is sacred to the Navajo tribe. The reason I explain that is because of my UFO sightings that no one believe me or my sister about.

There should have been at least four of them during my life. Two I saw as an adult. Five or so years ago me sister was watching star treck at night in the middle of summer. A cool breeze was actualy blowing outside, and the air conditioner could work better. So of course the window was open. I was at the table just scribbling down something, and I was annoyingly interupted by my sister saying "uhm. Li...?"
"'sigh' What? I'm busy."
"Yeah ok. What the heck is that?" She said pointing out the window to a giant glowing, baloon shaped thingie over the horizon. "Oh yeah." I said. "A UFO! A very weird one!" I dashed and got the camera and went outside. Gone just like, poof. I went back inside, gone, gone. No glowy thing insight. o.O My dad made a variety of excuses to act like we were make believeing, as annoying as that is, he does that. Grr.

"Look what you saw was fire from an oil well going up." He said.
"Dad..... I'm not dumb, I seen a huge dealy fire before. It glowed like the lights on the VCR, and mom's alarm clock." I replied.
"Then you saw a reflection in the window." He said.
"Dad!.... The window was open, and my sister pointed it out to me! ok?!"
"Heheh. such a vivid imagination."
"Damit. I'm tired of you saying 'vivid imagination'. 'SIGH' never mind."

Now for us all it's like, hmm another strange thing happened, ok whatever. I almost feel like Courage the Cowardly dog because we lived in desert and lots of wierd things happen in places without alot of humans living around. My second UFO was last year I think. Little green ball, And yes my father just had to say "you saw a metiorite" despite the fact that I saw many actualy metiorites in my life. It isn't one. It moved slowly and glowed faintly like a bulb going out. Half of it was a lovely shade of glowy green.

The one I saw in my teen years I could have considered a satalight. That is, if the star like thing didn't move and then stop for ten minutes, move again real fast then stop and sit there for half an hour. I was bored and had nothing to do, so I gave up watching after about half an hour. On other experiances, the voices I heard were at least three years, then around ten years apart. Not freakwent enough for me to "be infuenced and insane" by voices. No! I wasn't useing the TV, running the water pipes, the wind wasn't blowing inside the house my grandmother lived in around the funeral, and twice I was outside.

Every friend we had over as kids said they felt like someone was watching them. *shrug* ok whatever. It's interesting though that just about every young girl we invited claimed that they felt like they were watched but some guy. It annoyed me that I couldn't make out what the male voice said because it was in a mumble and very quiet.

No one ever blieved me about the time our little dog went into a defensive bark, but no one was outside. I took her outside, nothing happened, so I was annoyed and I went to bed. Only to feel  two human hands feel my hips. I was like "Wha!" so I turned over, and it's only the dog laying down on the freaking floor. It was around the time of my Christian babptism that I felt like I was being watched since. Like some evil thing watching and waiting for the right moment to pounce or something. It was scarey for a while, but like everything else you get used to the idea.

Last but not least, items in my many, many paranormal experiances, and why people don't believe me when I tell everything to them. I only once heard a question before she spoke it. It was a hearing this in my ears really, it was into my head or something. She then asked it word for word. I told her 'no'. My grandmother died an we were in south Texas for her funeral.

It was very late at night and everyone was fast alseep. My sister and I were sleeping in the liveing room. My unkle was in the office near the kitchen, and my mother and other aunt were in the guest bed room, granfather in the main bedroom. k. I heard this very strong female voice yell out "evil! Evil!" Then nothing. Everyone was still fast alseep, but it really got my attention real good because something as loud as a trumpet is hard to miss, honestly.

I once tarot card read the actual future for a freind of mine, but refused to believe our friendship would end. It ended with ugly cercumstances that I had nothing to do with, and wanted nothing to do with either. I don't tarot very well, if I can at all these days. Very last, is the fact that I put a shirt into the washing machine. I know, it wasn't supposed to go in, but I put it there. It still had the necklace string sewen into the shirt.

I would still need to cut away alot of fabric to remove it because the fabric is wraped around the ends. My guess is that the manufacturer put six beads on the neck piece and then got the ends sewen into the shirt. Into, literaly. When I pulled the shirt out of the wash, I realised my errors, but stopped to notice the beads all having come off of it entirely. I yanked in the string and it didn't budge, so it wasn't the string that broke, but the beads didn't get broken either. Not even scratched! I had three left. Two blue ones, and one silver bead.

The large one that was in the middle could easily have come off any time, but it didn't make logical sence for the others to do that. I heard of similar situations. My dad told me about some urban story where some guy was driving his truck. It stopped working all of a sudden. He looked behind him to see a brief line of gas or something behind his truck, and the engine's piston. How the piston fell out is a mystery they claimed. Then I was told by a friend that she tried to touch a pole, but her hand went through it.

I guess such a thing of solid passing through solid can happen on very rare occasions. Someday, someone is going to find their leg or butt suddenly bonded with, and part of the bus stop seat. Ouch! Wouldn't that be something interesting for the news to find? I am liveing in such a paranormal world, and yet I'm trying to be a normal christian.

ok. Sorry, my grammer is awful. It isn't very good when I first write alot.

Lots of weird stuff, yeah. I once guessed the contents of a package--a stuffed kitten made out of rabbit fur--before I opened the thing; and I've had two precognitive dreams.

There are always more things in the world than we know about. That's all. I wouldn't sweat it with your weird happenings... that's just life. You can't understand everything.

I'm still puzzled by things passing through other things though. I think someone should research it because someone could get into a serious accident in the future, if it hasn't happened yet.

Hi.

I like the dog you have as an avatar and want to know about it. Can see that it is a border collie, or?

Hi there,

You need to realise that normal folk are programmed to ignore all of the stuff that you notice, and to deny the possibility of it happening. I was pretty much programmed that way until very recently. The more you insist stuff like this happens, the more they get agitated and deny it. Don't push it or they will push you into "treatment".

The issues you are seeing are because each of us exists within our own universe and sometimes those universes do not match up. AS people can see this, and whilst our individual interpretation of what is happening varies, the fact is this does set us apart from the NT's who are able to ignore the anomallies - to them they just don't exist.

I personally am exploring these differences, I'm trying to widen my interface with the wider universe. I find in my universe one way of doing this is to establish a dialogue with my god. You will find your own way, because our universe is actually a construct within us - it is how we interpret this wider universe that differs, which is why all of the answers to the universe come from within.

Hope that makes sense. Stay calm, don't get too depressed and don't look to nt's for reassurance, they won't give it to you and will stab you in the back if you are not careful, its not their fault, they just get very frightened when someone threatens their universe view. Pm me if you like.

George

Ps. Sorry for coming accross all assertive, in my post, sometimes I can be far too blunt - its living in Yorkshire that does it!

Thank you. Her name is Alexis, and she's border colly and black laboradore. This is my sister's furry dog as a pup. She's full grown and over age ten now. When she was a puppy we used to let her sleep in our arms to. The picture is a nice shot of her having been in the playful mood, and ready to orbit my sister while she sat on the floor.

There was this game where someone sits down the makes the toy go around their body. The dog loved that, so she chaced the toy around. She would continue orbiting even if the toy stopped moveing, and would playfull, gently bite the ankles if she got up before giveing the toy over. I used this because I  seem to come across as very emotional sometimes. Besides, I like well tempered dogs.

Ventius what are you hoping to find in your explorations? I am sorry but my "unintentional" findings have not been nice, happy or joyful things to find. Somethings may be best left unknown.

Some strange things happen either when you are about to fall asleep (hypnopompic?) or wake up (hypnagogic?). They are halucinatory experiences were you have a waking dream with or without sound, or it could only be sound. I've had some of these and they're scary. Like when I was going to bed, lights out, closing my eyes and relaxing a bit I would here a very loud voice or see stuff, and it happened several times so that I just got up and paced around some more before I tried to sleep again. Don't remember exactly how much time went before I fell asleep.

Well tempered dogs are also of my liking. Alexis looks very attentive in that picture. Thanks for her story.

"Ventius what are you hoping to find in your explorations?"

That's a big question, but ultimately the answer is me, I hope to fully understand myself through my explorations and in doing so find others that may share my path.