So after what seemed like being between sleep and being in a kaleidoscope of visions, sounds and feelings I woke up the day after, not sure what time, but was instantly aware of how surrounding noises seemed to grate my mind and echo within it. I got out of bed and felt so strange, I felt like pins and needles and a numbness in the left-hand side of my body and face, and my vision was slightly blurry, everything had a slight purple/violet hue to it and was fuzzy round the corners of my field of view. It felt like my insides had literally been scooped out of my body and jumbled back in, I had a great hollow feeling inside my stomach.
I went to rub my face with both hands and as I did I noticed my right hand touched my face well before my left hand did, perplexed by this I spent a moment lifting my arms up and down, it seemed my left-hand side of my body was out of sync.
At the time of the incident, I was very much into my fitness, weight training, and working out, running, so I instantly noticed that something was not right with my body and coordination. I was so out of sync, and the more I tried to force my left side to keep up with my right as I lifted my arms I would get a shooting pain from my foot, that would go like a circuit all the way up my leg, body, through my arm, up my neck and would result in like a sensation that I can only describe as fireworks going off in my head making the visions, my vision and sounds and voices I could hear, more chaotic and disorientating.
This was my new mode of being, a delirious mess, I truly felt broken!
People who have heard or read the about my first ufo experience have wondered and asked if it was possible my friends had spiked me with mushrooms or acid.
My answer to this is no, and to add, both the golden ball of light and the black triangle have been witnessed by other people in my home town, before after and during the time of my experience. One friend in particular seen it one night whilst with me, as it returned over a two-week period. The same friend also witnessed with me different objects on another occasion years later.
And to answer another question as to why I didn’t have any photos as it returned….
It was 1997, we had to actually have a camera back in those days and send it off to get the film developed into photos, not a phone like we all have today. I did not have a camera back then, and as logical as it would be to seek one I was not logical at the time, I was losing my sanity.
I tried to tell a very close friend a couple of days after what had happened, but it was like there was a mental, or some kind of block stopping me from speaking about it. The words just wouldn’t couldn’t come out.
And I was spending most of my mental energy on staying aware of my surroundings and not breaking into a trance that felt like was being forced upon me by some force of some kind… Yeah… I was pretty fucked up.
Sometimes the trance was so strong and my efforts to resist it would make the left side of my head slightly swell, and I could literally hear the blood pumping round my head. I perceived that this trance was linked to them, the UFO, whomever or whatever they were. And I was close to the point of suicide by now as it was all too much. But one night I had a friend with me, whilst the trance sensation was strong.
He noticed something was off with me, and we as we watched a film, but as the sensation got stronger I asked him to come climb outside the window and sit on the extension roof with me. He lit up a cigarette and I asked for one, which perplexed him as I didn’t smoke at the time.
I told him to watch a distant light, but didn’t myself, I was looking at the ground freaking the hell out and glancing up at him. He asked looking at me with an expression on his face that of confusion as to why I was freaking out, but as the triangle got closer and he looked up in shock, his grip on his cigarette loosened as he almost dropped it, I quickly glanced up and it wasn’t black now, but apart from the lights seemed to mirror the colour and hue of the surrounding sky as if had a cloaking ability.
That moment, that friend saved my life. Because if he did not see it I would have surely committed suicide.
He was a good friend back then, and we used to go out at night sometimes and try and look for the UFOs again. But we had never seen anything as impressive as before, Having a friend with me who had seen it as well and wanted answers as much as I did gave me a slight grip on things, I still had the symptoms of hearing, feeling and seeing things, but was getting stronger each day, or it was getting weaker.
It is also worth a mention that there were a lot of black helicopters and Hercules planes flying around after my first experience. Sometimes the helicopters would hover above the house.
The Hercules aeroplanes were a common sight due to where I lived, but not so much the helicopters.
A year or two so after the main encounter me and my friend were walking home one night in summer, and he mentioned how we had not seen any lights in the sky for a while. And I told him “Good” I wanted to get ‘MY’ life back, and not some mission of finding out who or what ‘They’ (the occupants of the UFOs) were.
Later that night as I was in bed and my friend had gone home, I thought to myself “fuck this” I was sick of trying to understand what happened to me.
As was led in bed and had some music playing as I Picked up to read a book about Martin Luther King.
I heard a noise….
it was like a very low ‘whooomp, whoooomp, whoooomp’ noise, I knew…. I knew what it was but I pretended it was the bass line to the music I was listening to and tried to focus on reading the book.
But the track ended and the noise was still there, I got up angrily and opened the patio doors. (I was in the same house but a different room downstairs) as I stood there in my underwear, above the back garden were two large silvery/blue/ white lights and the noise was louder but still very low. I was not scared this time, but pissed off! I had had enough of crazy shit!
I watched as one of these balls flew over to the playing field and descended into the playing field. Nearby. I ran back inside and frantically got half-dressed, as I got back outside the second ball was flying over to the playing field.
I ran to my friend’s house as it was just around the corner, I called up to his bedroom, and he looked up and knew something was up. He later said he knew that they were back as soon he heard me call him.
We both rushed to the playing field, but as we got there, there was nothing there. I told him what I had seen and we stood there for a while looking around.
I was pretty pissed off, and we discussed how weird it was that they come back the night I said I didn’t want nothing more to do with them. We turned around to walk away and as were walking away we both turned round and saw a ball of light raise appear and rise up from the ground in the field behind the playing field.
I told my friend we walked back towards the fence separating the fields, but the light stated to dim.
I motioned my friend to stop, and told him to clear his mind and follow my lead…
I tried to empty my mind of thoughts and then bolted towards the fence as did my friend, and as we got to the fence the light vanished.
I was so angry, it was like they were playing games. I decided I was sick of it and was not going out into the field from where the light took off. Where ever they came from and whatever they wanted, and whoever they are, they just seemed to be taking the piss!
I am very thankful to my friend of those days, he kept me a level at a level of sanity, and alive whether he knew it or not!
I know how irrational and stupid this sounds, take it or leave it. It was not the last time I saw balls of light in the sky, but I have never seen the triangle personally since the first experience.
