Whats a mile across and glows and fly s? http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2007/06_02/ufo2L2206_468x247.jpg

 

hmm I guess a few thousand people could ride in that

 

http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/news/article-23401615-details/%27Mile-wide+UFO%27+spotted+by+British+airline+pilot/article.do

i always wonder... with the quality of cheap cameras today, you know even the off the shelf film or a $99 digital camera...

 

why is it that every shot of a UFO that ever gets taken is a grainy crappy POS that looks like a 2 year old coloured it in..

 

 

that isnt a UFO that is a hole in the film or a peice of dust in front of the camera... crappy, and fake imo., lol

Agree with you Shotty, i have seen it demonstrated on Discovery how different factors create this impression.

i always wonder... with the quality of cheap cameras today, you know even the off the shelf film or a $99 digital camera...

 

why is it that every shot of a UFO that ever gets taken is a grainy crappy POS that looks like a 2 year old coloured it in..

 

that isnt a UFO that is a hole in the film or a peice of dust in front of the camera... crappy, and fake imo., lol

OH YEAH!? THEN HOW CAN YOU EXPLAIN THIS??

 

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OH YEAH!? THEN HOW CAN YOU EXPLAIN THIS??

lol 2 people could of made that. ufos or what ever don't know English...

lol 2 people could of made that. ufos or what ever don't know English...

or a computer...

Digital zoom can, on occasion, make something grainy or blurry. Just throwing that out there.

Digital zoom can, on occasion, make something grainy or blurry. Just throwing that out there.

It's true, on 30X zoom without a tripod you will get that at night easily.

 

I believe in UFO's.

 

Saw this one last night.

 

It's true, on 30X zoom without a tripod you will get that at night easily.

 

I believe in UFO's.

I've seen one.

 

No, I'm not kidding.

I've seen one.

 

No, I'm not kidding.

I see things other people don't see. Maybe I'm gifted...I don't know but it scares me sometime.

 

http://www.thecomingoftan.com/

 

O-Qua Tangin Wann

I was but seven years of age in November of 1953, when I first saw the strange lights above the river near my home in Northeastern Arkansas. At the time my family lived near the western bank of the Saint Francis River, which is one of the tributaries that feed into the Mississippi.

The lights had appeared above the river for three nights straight at around the same time in the late night or early morning, coming closer with each successive visitation. On the third night the brilliant lights were close enough to our house to cast the glow of their presence onto the walls of my bedroom. It was on this third night that I decided to go out and investigate.

Strangely, my two brothers, who shared the room with me, never awakened to witness the lights. Even when I tried to awaken them, I was never successful. Perhaps this was by design, because ordinarily I would not have been awake at that hour of the morning.

There were four of the lights, and I had watched them, fascinated by their acrobatic displays. They would shoot across the starlit sky from the west and come to an immediate standstill above the river. Then slowly they would circle in a follow-the-leader manner. Or the fourth one would remain stationary while the smaller three circled it. After a time, the fourth light would disengage itself from its companions and descend, glowing ever larger, toward the treetops near the river.

I could not detect any sound. The lights would often change in color and intensity from yellow to white, to red, green and shades of blue. And when they departed, they always buzzed the house, all four following in a row. It was on these occasions that I could feel the vibrations of their engines. The vibrations would grow in intensity as they passed over and diminish as they went away. They would circle back over the opposite direction, move away for a few miles and then just stop and shoot straight upward until they disappeared into the night sky.

On the third night the lights were very close, and it seemed to land behind the trees less than a quarter mile from my home. I put on my jacket and went out. Having explored the river bank on many occasions, I was thoroughly familiar with that area. I was accompanied by faithful and fearless mixed breed dog, Brown Boy.

We soon approached the spot where the ship had landed. Peeking through the bushes, I saw the saucer. It stood in a clearing suspended about twelve feet above the ground, and, though it was moored by three flexible legs, it slowly danced about, like a cork bobbing on water.

Shortly, the ship pulsed pinkish, and I found myself focused in a light beam emanating from the ship. Out of the light strode two little people. They were dressed in shiny blue jump suits and wore bubble type helmets. I was only seven, but they were hardly as tall as me. My faithful dog, Brown Boy didn't make a sound of protest as the two beings took me by the arms and led me toward the ship. When we stepped directly beneath the saucer, there was a blinding white light, and the next thing I knew we were aboard. I found myself laying nude on some kind of table, similar to an operating table.

I can now speak with clarity upon that first encounter because the memories were reawakened in me through hypnosis in early 1988 by the UFO author-researcher Barbara Simon, whom I had met shortly after my 27 December 1987 sighting over the Ozark mountains in Arkansas, during which time I managed to take several Polaroid photos of the craft, before being taken aboard for the fourth time. Since Barbara and I started those regressive hypnosis sessions, my memory of those past incidents has been returning to me with a flood of recall, so much so that it is no longer necessary to undergo the hypnotic sessions in order to key up my memory.

Further, I've learned that the alien Tan told me on that last occasion that all of my memory would shortly return. Possibly engineered by my meeting with Barbara. Certainly a great number of things have transpired since our meeting to substantiate this belief. I will rehash these things in detail later in this book.

When the little people first approached me on the river, I was momentarily terrified. My fear was the result of my not being able to physically resist when they laid hands upon me for the first time and by my inability to move my arms and legs as I lay on the examination table aboard the ship. The presence of a third and fourth alien, whom I later learned to be Stagyians, didn't help matters either.

After we entered the craft, the two small aliens had removed their helmets, and I could now see them clearly from the waist up. The male was about four feet tall, and the female was a few inches shorter. In actual appearance, male and female differed just slightly in features. The heads were noticeably larger than normal in proportion to the body. The eyes were large, unblinking ovals. The male's eyes were a light to deep gold color, while the female's eyes were blue. The shades of their eyes tended to change depths, depending upon the light and perhaps the emotion.

Their arms were long, the fingertips reaching almost to their knees. Their feet looked flat and kind of splayed. Their hands were long and delicate and had only three fingers and a thumb. The forefinger was longer than the middle finger. They had no outward ear flaps, but tiny holes where the ears should be. The nose had no cartilage and was almost flat against the profile. The mouth was thin-lipped and looked like a slit on the face. The teeth were tiny and uniform, like baby teeth. The chins were sharp and receding and gave the face an egg-like shape.

The female's skin tone was a gray white, and the male's complexion was yellowish brown or golden. The skin colors also changed at times, not in basic color but in subtle tones. They did not look like dangerous monsters, but I could not call them cute either. They did not articulate with their mouths but communicated via telepathy.

The actual physical examination was left to the Stagyians. I could see and feel their long spindly hands. Their touch was cold and clinical. As I've said, I could not move my body, but I could move my eyes and my head with effort.

The Stagyians, by any stretch of the imagination, are very ugly creatures indeed. They stand nearly six feet tall and have dark red leather-like skin draped loosely over their skeletal-like frames. The head is long and prune-like, and the eyes are tiny, black and close set.

Even aboard the craft, they both wore some kind of breathing device over their mouths, and at times you could hear their rapid shallow breathing.

I was later to learn that the Stagyians, in spite of their physical appearance, are considered to be the Pacifists even among the aliens because of their ability to store and retain vast amounts of data and recall and disseminate the same. The Stagyians hold many scientific and other brainy positions among the Biaviians, with whom they are affiliated.

I further learned that the Stagyians are the ones who perform most, if not all, of the physical examinations for the Biaviians on abductees. It is apparently the sight of these ugly but harmless beings that has caused many abductees to remain terrified of the experience, even though I am told that the Biaviians have never physically harmed an abductee, yet I can't truthfully make the same statement in regards to the Targs.

The Stagyians also communicated via telepahty. However, I could never comprehend any of what they were saying. On the other hand, neither could the Biaviians understand the Stagyians except by replaying or filtering their transmissions through some kind of electroic devise.

Strangely, I could hear and communicate with the Biaviians telepathically even as a child. Of course, they had to revert to English from their native tongue, if it can be called that. I was told that most human beings have the dormant ability to communicate telepathically, but it is more pronounced in some, especially the ones who still maintain a greater portion of the original Elohim gene. Apparently I'm one of the gene retainers, and telepathic intercourse with the aliens comes easily to me.

During my physical examination, I was touched from head to foot, scanned with some kind of light probe that resembled a giant eye. The Stagyians may have taken hair samples, toe nail, skin scrapings and saliva from me. It was while I was on the table that I started to communicate with the Biaviians. Tan and Nela spoke to one another in words I couldn't understand as they stood near my feet, and I butted in to their conversation telepathically, saying something like: You better turn me loose, 'cause my daddy's got a big ole shotgun, and he'll shoot you with it. At which they both looked at me with interest. Then they started to converse with me in English.

Tan said that they were not going to harm me but were obligated to momentarily restrain me because I was big and strong and might try to hurt them. Soon I got over my fear of them if not of the Stagyians and convinced them that I wouldn't harm them if they let me up. Initially I had called him a "big head Doodie dog", to which they looked at one another and repeated the phrase "BIK-ADE-DOOEY-DOK". They weren't familiar with the phrase or its meaning, and I didn't bother to explain it to them at the time.

I cannot say exactly how long I remained on the examination table, but after a long while they allowed me to get up and move to a kind of translucent recliner. They didn't seem to be bothered by my nudity at all, and both Nela and Tan seemed to enjoy exploring my body with their hands. Their touch was cool but gentle. They seemed fascinated with my hands, my kinky hair and my sex organs. Even though I could move, my strength was greatly diminished. Tan stuck his finger in my mouth and ran the tip over my teeth, and I bit him slightly, to which he said, "Ooow", and ******ed his hand away. I told him that it wasn't polite to put his finger in some one's mouth, and he said something about highly developed verbal resonance.

They spoke to me on occasion and about me to one another on others. I could hear their exchange inside my head, not understanding them.

After a while they stopped examining me and walked over to converse with the Stagyians. It was then that I started to take a good look at the circular room or flight deck. The dome of the room was completely transparent, and you could see out on a 160 degree radius, even though, depending upon your point of focus, the objects outside were distorted by the curve of the dome. I remember that when I was outside looking at the ship the dome had appeared a solid metallic. A console, banana or hot dog shaped, covered about a quarter of the room's outer circle. I didn't see any protruding buttons or levers or even dials on the console, just different spots of pulsing color. The ship was actually piloted by a robot, that is a metallic thing with arms that seemed to float about in front of the console. In the center of the room there was a round disk-like table on which were some neon configurations like a star chart. The exam table and other examining instruments had completely disappeared, and the Stagyians now stood near another console-like thing and seemed to be working.

Presently Tan and Nela returned to me and pointed out of the dome. I saw the Earth small and shining in the distance, about the size of a golf ball, and the moon which was much larger. I could tell that we were going away out into the void of space, and I started to cry.

The alien Tan touched my check and retrieved a teardrop, which he then rubbed upon his brow. He said, "Oh, Martin, I can experience your emotion, yet its meaning is lost unto me. It is well that I may once again relate to sensations long un-recalled. Do you understand?"

But I didn't understand at the time. Over the years I have come to realize what he meant. Apparently the Biaviians, or certain Biaviians, are able to telepathically mesh or interface with certain humans to the extent of actually being able to experience all the earthly emotions and physical sensations that the human feels. I understand that this state of intimacy between the alien and the human is not a common occurrence but a rarity. Yet to actually feel the emotion is not necessarily to know its meaning or the nature of the emotion's logic. While numerous human beings could probably communicate telepathically with the Biaviians, few aliens and humans can achieve the symbiotic state of emotions transmutation. This is sad because I believe that if all the aliens could experience the emotional anguish that most humans go through upon abduction, they wouldn't have made so many mistakes, been so unfeeling or used the same techniques of contact. Over time I believe that I was able to communicate much of this to my alien friend.

I also found that I could transmit some emotions to the female, Nela, but we never achieved the rapport that existed between me and Tan. She seemed more attuned to the sensations of joy, mirth and, perhaps, sensuality, while my occasional attempts at humor or joke telling seemed for the most part to be lost upon Tan. To this day, the little alien remains almost machine-like in his analytical reasoning, most of the time.

I stopped at paragraph one. There's no way you wrote that Klink.

I stopped at paragraph one. There's no way you wrote that Klink.

That is Riley Martin's story LOL. UFO noob.

They didn't seem to be bothered by my nudity at all, and both Nela and Tan seemed to enjoy exploring my body with their hands. Their touch was cool but gentle. They seemed fascinated with my hands, my kinky hair and my sex organs. Even though I could move, my strength was greatly diminished. Tan stuck his finger in my mouth and ran the tip over my teeth, and I bit him slightly

Thats some funny ****, this guy is writing alien kiddie porn...

looks fake to me

looks fake to me

You look fake to them.

 

<Twilight Zone music.>

OH YEAH!? THEN HOW CAN YOU EXPLAIN THIS??

Funny Movie

 

lol 2 people could of made that. ufos or what ever don't know English...

Or a hand full of stage hands on a movie set

 

or a computer...

Maybe not in this case but possible

i was abducted when I was.............maybe 21 and I got to get a ride in the ufo. Which was fun cause I brought the booze and we partied all night long lol:D REally.

Right after smoking 2 blunts in a row...

I was but seven years of age in November of 1953, when I first saw the strange lights above the river near my home in Northeastern Arkansas. At the time my family lived near the western bank of the Saint Francis River, which is one of the tributaries that feed into the Mississippi.

 

The lights had appeared above the river for three nights straight at around the same time in the late night or early morning, coming closer with each successive visitation. On the third night the brilliant lights were close enough to our house to cast the glow of their presence onto the walls of my bedroom. It was on this third night that I decided to go out and investigate.

 

Strangely, my two brothers, who shared the room with me, never awakened to witness the lights. Even when I tried to awaken them, I was never successful. Perhaps this was by design, because ordinarily I would not have been awake at that hour of the morning.

 

Their were four of the lights, and I had watched them, fascinated by they're acrobatic displays. They would shoot across the starlit sky from the west and come to an immediate standstill above the river. Then slowly they would circle in a follow-the-leader manner. Or the fourth one would remain stationary while the smaller three circled it. After a time, the fourth light would disengage itself from its companions and descend, glowing ever larger, toward the treetops near the river.

 

I could not detect any sound. The lights would often change in color and intensity from yellow to white, to red, green and shades of blue. And when they departed, they always buzzed the house, all four following in a row. It was on these occasions that I could feel the vibrations of their engines. The vibrations would grow in intensity as they passed over and diminish as they went away. They would circle back over the opposite direction, move away for a few miles and then just stop and shoot straight upward until they disappeared into the night sky.

 

On the third night the lights were very close, and it seemed to land behind the trees less than a quarter mile from my home. I put on my jacket and went out. Having explored the river bank on many occasions, I was thoroughly familiar with that area. I was accompanied by faithful and fearless mixed breed dog, Brown Boy.

 

We soon approached the spot where the ship had landed. Peeking through the bushes, I saw the saucer. It stood in a clearing suspended about twelve feet above the ground, and, though it was moored by three flexible legs, it slowly danced about, like a cork bobbing on water.

 

Shortly, the ship pulsed pinkish, and I found myself focused in a light beam emanating from the ship. Out of the light strode two little people. They were dressed in shiny blue jump suits and wore bubble type helmets. I was only seven, but they were hardly as tall as me. My faithful dog, Brown Boy didn't make a sound of protest as the two beings took me by the arms and led me toward the ship. When we stepped directly beneath the saucer, there was a blinding white light, and the next thing I knew we were aboard. I found myself laying nude on some kind of table, similar to an operating table.

 

I can now speak with clarity upon that first encounter because the memories were reawakened in me through hypnosis in early 1988 by the UFO author-researcher Barbara Simon, whom I had met shortly after my 27 December 1987 sighting over the Ozark mountains in Arkansas, during which time I managed to take several Polaroid photos of the craft, before being taken aboard for the fourth time. Since Barbara and I started those regressive hypnosis sessions, my memory of those past incidents has been returning to me with a flood of recall, so much so that it is no longer necessary to undergo the hypnotic sessions in order to key up my memory.

 

Further, I've learned that the alien Tan told me on that last occasion that all of my memory would shortly return. Possibly engineered by my meeting with Barbara. Certainly a great number of things have transpired since our meeting to substantiate this belief. I will rehash these things in detail later in this book.

 

When the little people first approached me on the river, I was momentarily terrified. My fear was the result of my not being able to physically resist when they laid hands upon me for the first time and by my inability to move my arms and legs as I lay on the examination table aboard the ship. The presence of a third and fourth alien, whom I later learned to be Stagyians, didn't help matters either.

 

After we entered the craft, the two small aliens had removed there helmets, and I could now see them clearly from the waist up. The male was about four feet tall, and the female was a few inches shorter. In actual appearance, male and female differed just slightly in features. The heads were noticeably larger than normal in proportion to the body. The eyes were large, unblinking ovals. The male's eyes were a light to deep gold color, while the female's eyes were blue. The shades of their eyes tended to change depths, depending upon the light and perhaps the emotion.

 

They're arms were long, the fingertips reaching almost to their knees. There feet looked flat and kind of splayed. Their hands were long and delicate and had only three fingers and a thumb. The forefinger was longer than the middle finger. They had no outward ear flaps, but tiny holes where the ears should be. The nose had no cartilage and was almost flat against the profile. The mouth was thin-lipped and looked like a slit on the face. The teeth were tiny and uniform, like baby teeth. The chins were sharp and receding and gave the face an egg-like shape.

 

The female's skin tone was a gray white, and the male's complexion was yellowish brown or golden. The skin colors also changed at times, not in basic color but in subtle tones. They did not look like dangerous monsters, but I could not call them cute either. They did not articulate with their mouths but communicated via telepathy.

 

The actual physical examination was left to the Stagyians. I could see and feel they're long spindly hands. There touch was cold and clinical. As I've said, I could not move my body, but I could move my eyes and my head with effort.

 

The Stagyians, by any stretch of the imagination, are very ugly creatures indeed. They stand nearly six feet tall and have dark red leather-like skin draped loosely over their skeletal-like frames. The head is long and prune-like, and the eyes are tiny, black and close set.

 

Even aboard the craft, they both wore some kind of breathing device over their mouths, and at times you could hear there rapid shallow breathing.

 

I was later to learn that the Stagyians, in spite of their physical appearance, are considered to be the Pacifists even among the aliens because of their ability to store and retain vast amounts of data and recall and disseminate the same. The Stagyians hold many scientific and other brainy positions among the Biaviians, with whom they are affiliated.

 

I further learned that the Stagyians are the ones who perform most, if not all, of the physical examinations for the Biaviians on abductees. It is apparently the sight of these ugly but harmless beings that has caused many abductees to remain terrified of the experience, even though I am told that the Biaviians have never physically harmed an abductee, yet I can't truthfully make the same statement in regards to the Targs.

 

The Stagyians also communicated via telepahty. However, I could never comprehend any of what they were saying. On the other hand, neither could the Biaviians understand the Stagyians except by replaying or filtering they're transmissions through some kind of electroic devise.

 

Strangely, I could hear and communicate with the Biaviians telepathically even as a child. Of course, they had to revert to English from their native tongue, if it can be called that. I was told that most human beings have the dormant ability to communicate telepathically, but it is more pronounced in some, especially the ones who still maintain a greater portion of the original Elohim gene. Apparently I'm one of the gene retainers, and telepathic intercourse with the aliens comes easily to me.

 

During my physical examination, I was touched from head to foot, scanned with some kind of light probe that resembled a giant eye. The Stagyians may have taken hair samples, toe nail, skin scrapings and saliva from me. It was while I was on the table that I started to communicate with the Biaviians. Tan and Nela spoke to one another in words I couldn't understand as they stood near my feet, and I butted in to their conversation telepathically, saying something like: You better turn me loose, 'cause my daddy's got a big ole shotgun, and he'll shoot you with it. At which they both looked at me with interest. Then they started to converse with me in English.

 

Tan said that they were not going to harm me but were obligated to momentarily restrain me because I was big and strong and might try to hurt them. Soon I got over my fear of them if not of the Stagyians and convinced them that I wouldn't harm them if they let me up. Initially I had called him a "big head Doodie dog", to which they looked at one another and repeated the phrase "BIK-ADE-DOOEY-DOK". They weren't familiar with the phrase or its meaning, and I didn't bother to explain it to them at the time.

 

I cannot say exactly how long I remained on the examination table, but after a long while they allowed me to get up and move to a kind of translucent recliner. They didn't seem to be bothered by my nudity at all, and both Nela and Tan seemed to enjoy exploring my body with their hands. There touch was cool but gentle. They seemed fascinated with my hands, my kinky hair and my sex organs. Even though I could move, my strength was greatly diminished. Tan stuck his finger in my mouth and ran the tip over my teeth, and I bit him slightly, to which he said, "Ooow", and ******ed his hand away. I told him that it wasn't polite to put his finger in some one's mouth, and he said something about highly developed verbal resonance.

 

They spoke to me on occasion and about me to one another on others. I could hear they're exchange inside my head, not understanding them.

 

After a while they stopped examining me and walked over to converse with the Stagyians. It was then that I started to take a good look at the circular room or flight deck. The dome of the room was completely transparent, and you could see out on a 160 degree radius, even though, depending upon your point of focus, the objects outside were distorted by the curve of the dome. I remember that when I was outside looking at the ship the dome had appeared a solid metallic. A console, banana or hot dog shaped, covered about a quarter of the room's outer circle. I didn't see any protruding buttons or levers or even dials on the console, just different spots of pulsing color. The ship was actually piloted by a robot, that is a metallic thing with arms that seemed to float about in front of the console. In the center of the room there was a round disk-like table on which were some neon configurations like a star chart. The exam table and other examining instruments had completely disappeared, and the Stagyians now stood near another console-like thing and seemed to be working.

 

Presently Tan and Nela returned to me and pointed out of the dome. I saw the Earth small and shining in the distance, about the size of a golf ball, and the moon which was much larger. I could tell that we were going away out into the void of space, and I started to cry.

 

The alien Tan touched my check and retrieved a teardrop, which he then rubbed upon his brow. He said, "Oh, Martin, I can experience your emotion, yet its meaning is lost unto me. It is well that I may once again relate to sensations long un-recalled. Do you understand?"

 

But I didn't understand at the time. Over the years I have come to realize what he meant. Apparently the Biaviians, or certain Biaviians, are able to telepathically mesh or interface with certain humans to the extent of actually being able to experience all the earthly emotions and physical sensations that the human feels. I understand that this state of intimacy between the alien and the human is not a common occurrence but a rarity. Yet to actually feel the emotion is not necessarily to know its meaning or the nature of the emotion's logic. While numerous human beings could probably communicate telepathically with the Biaviians, few aliens and humans can achieve the symbiotic state of emotions transmutation. This is sad because I believe that if all the aliens could experience the emotional anguish that most humans go through upon abduction, they wouldn't have made so many mistakes, been so unfeeling or used the same techniques of contact. Over time I believe that I was able to communicate much of this to my alien friend.

 

I also found that I could transmit some emotions to the female, Nela, but we never achieved the rapport that existed between me and Tan. She seemed more attuned to the sensations of joy, mirth and, perhaps, sensuality, while my occasional attempts at humor or joke telling seemed for the most part to be lost upon Tan. To this day, the little alien remains almost machine-like in his analytical reasoning, most of the time.

I know you didn't write it, look at the highlighted areas. Busted!