Is He Fucking With My Electronics Again?
In the beginning he used to communicate through my phones (I had switched carriers and used different phones) by changing songs. It was kind of weird at first because I thought there was something wrong with my phone but it happened with all four phones I was using (galaxy note 5, Galaxy 8, HTC, and some off-brand I forgot the name).
When I realized it wasn’t my phones or anything wrong with them, I realized what I has was something special. So I’d be very happy whenever he changed music on my phones. One day I was emo and listened to my depressing song list. He changed in the middle of a song to Good Morning By Grouplove. Which is a hilarious song and upbeat song about a cat. It made my day, my moment, my week, my month whenever he would do stuff like that. He would change the song right as a new one was starting, in the middle or right as it’s ending.
So is he doing it again?
Like with what happened to my phones, I’m not jumping on the idea right away. My phone started playing my audiobook (I’m listening to stuff about ancient and biblical aliens). This morning I woke up to someone reading a chapter from The Annunaki Chronicles by Zechariah Sitchin. Really good and interesting book!
My phone was “off”. As in, locked, not plugged in, and sitting on my nightstand….
How the fuck? Last night one of my light fixtures started saying “volume minimized” and “volume maximized” just before I went to bed. I checked the remote. It was fine, just sitting on my desk. I checked the device to see if maybe a button was stuck on it too. It wasn’t. So I’m willing to bet that it’s just maybe faulty, nothing special. Not unless it turns back on without being plugged in.
Unfortunately on a device like my light fixture…
…Odd things happening with it can be easily explained. Whereas with my phone, at first it could be explained that maybe my phone was getting old or the wiring was fucked up…but it happened on at least THREE FUCKING PHONES. That can’t be explained. Believe me, I tried. Even to the point of a Google search but on 4 phones by different carriers and companies (save for the samsungs)?! It’s a mind fuck. Or at least at the time it was a mind fuck.
So what about my audiobook suddenly playing this morning? I’m not sure because so far, it only happened once. Will have to do some research into it to see if there is a logical explanation for it later. Why not ask Erik? 1) He likes to fuck with me so I’m not so sure if he wouldn’t try to be funny 2) Regardless, I wouldn’t believe him because I over-analyze and second-guess myself a lot. I’m human. 3) I don’t feel like I need to ask Erik about every single thing. It’s stupid. Sure he would love to answer but I don’t feel the need to ask. It’s not that serious.
Why is this happening?
Well, I’ve been on a reading binge about aliens being depicted in the Bible and aliens in our ancient history. I’m starting to understand the Bible a whole lot more and I’m more willing to believe that the Bible IS absolute fact when you read how Paul Wallis, Erich Von Daniken and Zechariah Sitchin explain. Erik asked me to have an open mind so I listened and read 8 books so far. Yeah 8! I’ve not been able to sit stilling enough to finish a book since I was in college! This was the first time in years I’ve read a book and these books were page turners. It helped me piece together what I grew up believing in.
I’ve been asking for the aliens to communicate with me. Looked at star maps on some app and wished that my aliens friends would give me a sign or something. I remember being small and my twin brother and I had an imaginary friend named Wasii. My mom would catch us talking to it in a language she couldn’t understand. It was a language I would still speak for a few more years. Even to this day I joke that English isn’t my first language because I still deal with language and speech disorder!
When I was 8 I saw an alien.
Short, bald…Idk the exact details but remembered that much. It was standing at the door to my bedroom. My bed was facing it and scared, I pulled the covers over assuming it was maybe Will (who was 4) coming to my room because he was scared or something. I glanced over my blanket and it was gone. So for years I convinced myself it was my baby brother even though the aliens appear to be taller than since it looked like it could reach the handle easily.
Maybe it was Wasii checking in on me. We had just moved from Connecticut. I was really home sick and cried a lot. I remember winter of 1996, –the year we moved, I had the WORST flu ever. The big change was hard for me especially even though we moved June 19th. 1996 was a difficult year. Then I would have dreams about being on an examination table with similar beings like the one who creeped in my room. Some looked like us and some looked like the classic alien, dangling things above me. I wasn’t scared at all. Instead I woke up like nothing happened. Never said a word of it until now.
I will give an update if anything else happens but as of now, I don’t think any of this is any real significance.
