They started arriving a couple of weeks ago. Some made voice contact but most just uncloaked briefly so that their presence was known. Apparently the emergency beacon that I sent worked!
The alternate reality that this “”Organization” has created with their IIlusion-ware has actually started to cause some sort of rip in time. It is beginning to look like some sort of “Black Hole” that if allowed to grow much more, could actually swallow more than just time, but actually consume Earth as we know it. That is bound to cause a ripple through the entire universe. From the apparent response to that emergency beacon, it would appear that I am correct.
“Zeke, can you hear me?” Right now, our only means of communication is telepathy and remote viewing. “Hey Babe, I’m here. Sorry I’ve been so quiet. This whole thing is just really starting to get to me. To finally have my mate, the love of my existence back in my life, finally, and not being able to get anywhere near you is worse than I could ever have imagined. I knew that we were going to have a hard time actually reaching each other, but I never dreamed it would be this hard!” “Well maybe this will cheer you up.” “What?” “I’ve made beefaroni for dinner and guests are coming.” “Like who?” “You already knew that “we” had company, and you already knew that I have befriended everyone that was here, but what you didn’t know was who.” “The young man that I have gotten so close to is what the UFO Hunters call “the Grey One’s”. After that former friend of mine somehow breached their security and attacked him last week, with my part in his rescue and ultimate recovery, their whole crew now considers me family and you and the kids too.” “Are you serious? That is some of the best news that I have heard in a long time. Are they coming with us to colonize?” “I think so. As a matter of fact, when the kids return to the farm from work, Bones and his friend Christoff are coming for a sleep over, there at the farm. You’ll have an opportunity to actually get to know them face to face and yes, they are planning to relocate with us. Their only problem has been that they didn’t think that we could ever accept them because they look different. From what I have observed, they are no different than us intellectually or emotionally. Several of them and several others from different ships really like your music, so I was hoping that maybe you all could put together a little impromptu concert. What do you think? Good food, good music, good company, new friendships… sounds like the perfect beginning. The best way in the world to say “Welcome”. “Oh my God Baby, that is amazing! You had better believe we will pull out the red carpet for our first real contact!!”
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