I’ve always thought the idea of alien abductions creepy. At first I thought they were really the rampant imagination of the person claiming to have been sucked up into the Mothership, but then one of the blog members, on a conference call, asked Erik why she had small, perfect triangles on a tooth. He said they were etched in the enamel by aliens. Some sort of branding? “Okay, this human has been examined. Stamp her and throw her back into the herd.” USDA approved. On top of that, one of my daughter’s friends had the same experience. Her dentist noted the same triangular imprint. I’ve read somewhere that someone measured the sides of these triangles and determined that the sides were exactly the same to the millimeter. My suggestion? Keep up with your dental appointments. 

For all you Houstonians, I’d love to get together with you Saturday February 7th for lunch. What do you think? Email me if you can at emedhus@gmail.com.

Me: Alien abduction. Everyone wonders about that. Did that really go on and why?

Erik: A correction to your question, Mother.

Me: Excuuuse me!

Erik: Does it really go on?

Me: Okay. Spare me.

Erik: That shit is still happening. Yeah, it happens all the time. What else do you want to know about it?

Me: Well who are they? Are they the small grays, the tall whites, the tiny greens? I don’t know.

Jamie: He has this huge book. It looks just like the Yellow Pages. He plops it on his lap, and he’s sarcastically flipping through it like he’s looking for somebody’s name.

Erik: There are so many interdimensional races out there, Mom. What do you mean, who does the abductions?

Me: Is it a hostile race? Are they somebody who wants to harm us?

Erik: Okay, some do harm us, yes. There is a, for lack of a better term, a safety contract protecting the humans. So pretty much it’s like, “Oh, poor creatures. They’re not interdimensional beings at this level yet so we gotta protect them and at the same time we think it’s important to explore who they are, see how they reproduce or blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. So there is a (air quotes) structure in place that helps humans interact with other interdimensional beings. I will say that. It’s the truth, and no matter how you try to shake me down—I don’t care if you even believe in aliens—they exist and so does the contract. When you die, look it up.

Me: Okay.

Erik. There are races that abduct, and there are races that interact. There are interdimensional beings that interact like I interact with you guys. So looking at myself, my [unintelligible} self.

Jamie laughs. Too bad I missed it.

Me: You’re so full of yourself.

Erik: Thank you.

Jamie (chuckling): He’s so funny today.

Erik: Looking at myself, I’m an interdimensional being, right?

Me: Mm hm.

Erik: You’re actually an interdimensional being, Mom, but on the denser side, the lower vibrations.

Me (in jest): So I’m dense? That is so rude!

Erik: Yeah.

Jamie laughs.

Erik: So you have limitations in what you can do. I have limitations in what I can do. So do other interdimensional beings. So there are some who interact with you the way that I do; there are some that interact with you in a dream state in your subconscious, and there are some who say, “We’re going to take that body from the lower dimensions, raise it’s vibration, take it to the higher dimensions.” That’s what you call the abduction. The abduction is not like the classic Star Trek “beam you up” thing usually. It can be. There are some races that can do that, and there are other races that simply use the—

(Pause)

Erik: You know that room—

Jamie: He’s referring to Star Trek again. (To Erik) Oh, god, Erik. I’ve watched it, but I don’t know what it’s called.

Erik: There’s a room you can walk in, and you can push a button, and it would transform the environment to like a jungle or beach or whatever. It’s not like a “beam you up.” It’s not taking you and putting you somewhere else. You’re staying where you are, but the environment around you is changing. So if you feel like you’re lying in your bed, you’re lying in your bed, but you’re watching your room disappear and turn into something else. That’s their way of transporting you.

Me: So you wake up, and you’re in a spaceship or some place?

Erik: Yep.

Me: Well, wouldn’t it be easier to suck us up into the mother ship?

Jamie laughs.

Erik: No, not all the time.

Me: Okay. What do they do to us? Let’s talk about some of the bad things they do.

Erik: Oh my god, Mom. Why do you want to do that? That shit’s scary.

Me: So? It’s cool. We’ll talk about the good stuff, but let’s start off with the bad so we leave people feeling good at the end.

Erik: It’s cool until you’ve gotten abducted. Most of the time they just want to track us, see how we live our lives and reproduce, especially women.

Me: Do they reproduce with us? Any breeding? Any kinky stuff going on in the mother ship?

Erik: No, they’re—

Jamie: Again, he’s talking about the structure that’s in place so it’s not like they’re putting babies into human bodies.

He’s referring to the contract.

Erik: But they will take the eggs out of the female organ and do experiments. They do the same thing with cow, goats, horses, and any live animals.

Me: Any other reason that they abduct us? I mean any other major reason. I mean, I’m sure there are hundreds of them.

Erik: No, not for a major reason. The only need for abduction is to obtain something physical from the person. Other than that, there are other interdimensional beings that want to talk; they want to enhance our knowledge and let us know that we’re protected and okay.

Me: Through our subconscious, obviously, right?

Erik: Yes, but there are times when people have face-to-face meetings with them as well.

Me: And they don’t know they’re aliens?

Erik: Oh no. Mom. They know they’re aliens.

Me: That’s creepy.

Erik: It happens, and poor things, these people have no place on Earth to go and talk about it. That sucks so bad. Just wait until we have just enough abductions and interactions with these beings that it hits a mass conscious knowledge. Then we can say, “Oh my gosh. You’re a survivor. Poor thing, “ instead of distancing them. The thing that sucks and pisses me off so much is that when humans don’t understand shit, they fight against it. Why the fuck do they fight against it? Why don’t they just say, “I don’t understand, man. You could totally be right, so I want to learn something here,” but no, stupid ego.

Me: [As a human] You’re making me feel really bad, Erik!

Erik: No, I don’t want to make anybody feel bad, but for fuck’s sake, will you just acknowledge that something’s uncomfortable because you don’t know how to take the information or just sign up for this one theory: anything is possible. Anything is possible.

Me: Wow!

Erik: Let’s just do that one.

Me: All right. Consider it done. Is there anything else you want to say about alien abductions, Erik?

Erik: I just want to leave on the note that there are good aliens. I know we [spirits] don’t judge things as good or bad, but that’s what humans think so that’s the language I have to use for you to understand what I’m saying.

Me: That’s right. There is no good or bad. All right. Well thank you so much Jamie and Erik.

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