Erik came to visit me yesterday. Actually, he’s probably here a lot, but he made his presence known around 2:00 PM. Kristina’s Yorkie, Gidget, was playing in my lap, making it impossible for me to work, and all of a sudden I hear Erik behind me saying, “Gidget!” I thought maybe it was Lukas because they sometimes sound the same, but when I turned my head, I saw that no one was there. Just in case, I shouted out for Lukas and he shouted back down from his room upstairs. I guess Erik wanted to join in on the puppy fun. Enjoy the last part of the alien series. 

Me: How do they protect us? Do they battle? I mean, if these people, uh, these other aliens don’t respect boundaries, they’re not going to respect a contract, are they?

Erik: They can be fined; they can be removed; they can be, it’s almost like a space quarantine, like a no-fly zone.

Me: Oh, okay.

Erik: Everything is monitored. Think about what a hard time our cops have. They do the best they can at their job, but they don’t get everyone.

Me: Oh, yeah.

Erik: They don’t get a chance to give a ticket to everyone who runs a red light.

Me: Okay. So basically, we’re pretty well protected for the moment, but that contract expires when?

Erik: When we have—

Jamie: See, that’s what I was trying to ask him.

Me: Oh, it’s not time.

Erik: Yeah, it’s not like “2017, the flag lifts up.”

Me: Okay. Development.

Erik: It’s some kind of technological ability in space, not so much on Earth.

Me: I got ya. Now, who in the government knows? Do the presidents always know about the whole alien thing?

Erik: You know, it’s not really on the presidents’ shoulders. This is more of a military thing.

Me: Oh, so the military. All right. So the president doesn’t know?

Erik: Not the whole story.

Me: So what does the military do with these, uh, how are they affiliated, how do they work with them and so on?

Erik: Oh, hell, they pick up their crash sites; they help them communicate with their home; they figure out ways to communicate with each other. We have binary code that we use with them. They understand it and can communicate back, and we lay out guidelines and rules to protect us. Unfortunately, the United States seems to—

Jamie (chuckling): Can you politely say that one?

Erik: The United States seems to be the biggest asshole in the game.

Me: I bet.

Erik: Looking over their countries and kind of taking their sightings and keeping them calm. They’re using their power to keep things quiet.

Jamie: That’s why he calls them assholes.

Me: Okay.

Jamie: He does have respect for them, but, come on, when you have information—

Me: It’s kind of arrogant.

Erik: Yeah.

Me: Are they working with the aliens on this contract, at all?

Erik: Some, yes. Some of them are in agreement with what the Earth’s needs are.

Me: Okay.

Erik: But again, it’s like a 90 year-old person having a conversation with a 12 year-old that’s about to hit puberty, that’s about to go crazy, and the 12 year-old is trying to be in control, laying out demands. The aliens are like, “Listen, seriously?”

Me: I can see that.

Erik: So there are hardships there in the communication, but we’re all pretty much on the same page.

Me: Do the aliens help the government with new technology?

Erik: Yes.

Me: Okay. Two real quick questions and that’s all the time we have. Area 51 and the Marfa Lights. Marfa Lights are those lights around Alpine, Texas that go off and on, and nobody knows what they are. Some think they’re alien ships. Area 51. Start by telling me about that. You have to be quick, though, because we’re almost out of time.

Erik: You can see Area 51 as a pub like we were talking about other where not they come in.

Okay, I typed it like that, but I have no idea what it means. I messed up somewhere and am too lazy to find the spot in the recording. Sorry.

Erik: It didn’t start out that way. It was set up because there were many sightings there, also crash sightings, and now that the alien life force knows how to come into our gravitational field without crashing and they know how their technology is going to respond in our atmosphere, we get less and less crashes, but now that we have captured, unfortunately, so many of them, living and dead, they chill out over there and come back and forth.

Me: So there are living aliens over there in Area 51?

Erik: Yes there are.

Me: Are they all prisoners or are there some just hanging out working with the military?

Erik: Some can come and go.

Me: Okay. On their own accord?

Erik: Yeah.

Me: Okay. Anything else about Area 51?

Erik: No.

Me: What about the Marfa Lights, then? What in the heck are those?

Jamie (smiling): He thinks that it should be a drinking game. Whenever somebody sees them, they have to bust out the whiskey and take a shot.

Me: There we go. There’s our party! Partying with the aliens!

Erik: Wait for the lights to come back, and when you see them, take another shot.

Jamie and I laugh.

Erik: Those are not military lights. Those are multidimensional beings.

Me: Are they beings, or are they crafts?

Erik: They’re crafts.

Me: What are they made of?

(Pause)

Me: And what are they doing?

Erik: They’re visiting. What are they made of? It’s not a metal material you’d find on Earth. It morphs, changes, and it’s really reflective, like a cloaking device.

Me: Oh, okay. That’s another thing. How do aliens hide themselves and their crafts? Otherwise, why wouldn’t we see more of them?

Erik: There’s this reflective coating on the surface. It’s kind of like a mirror, but imagine a structure you look through that eliminates the image of you.

Me: Oh, I see. So you just see the background. You see what’s behind it.

Erik: Yes.

Me: So the reason we don’t see more of these, same with Bigfoot, is because they’re able to cloak their crafts, right? But what about them? Can they do something to make themselves invisible?

Erik: Oh, yeah. They’re multidimensional beings. They don’t only resonate in our dimensional plane, so how are we going to use our five senses that are trapped in this basic three-dimensional plane where they’re best used when we haven’t trained ourselves to use those five senses beyond where we believe they can work. So they can just step out of [our dimension] and then our senses go, (in a clueless person’s voice) “Well, I don’t know what’s going on. I can’t see anything beyond purple!” And the alien is right there.

Me: Ah, so they just step into another dimension, and that’s what Bigfoot does, you said, Erik.

Erik: Yes.

Me: All right. Thank you, Jamie.

Jamie: You’re welcome. Thanks for having me!

Me: Thank you, Erik. I love you, sweetie. Come visit me!

Erik blows me kisses.

Erik: I love you, Mama. I love everybody.

He keeps blowing kisses.

I sure do miss him.

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