I'm probably the strangest old fella you're never going to meet.
With the exception of being drowned at the age of nine months, my life was quite normal until just before turning 38.
That was when I had my first encounter with an ET species.
Soon after my 38th birthday I began to write. November 22, that same year, approximately 6 months later, I finished my first short story.
It was crap.
But it was a start.
WiZiD 1 SEGrEGATiON iMPOSItION I wrote about 20 years ago, around the year 2000, in response to that first ET encounter but that story is not about that encounter.
My life and this story took a major turn in early 2015 after writing and releasing The Focal Point Theory January 1st 2014.
From that point on it just got bazaar. The first ETs returned, then went away, returned and went away again.
DoBaT RiiT of Relocation followed. I wrote that from what felt no different to recalled memories all intertwined with actual real memories.
The more I remembered the more complex the story became.
And the more bazaar.
I rewrote the intro to The Focal Point Theory stating I had written it not to catch the attention of people but to catch the attention of ETs. Jokingly, I wanted one to see my story and either burst out laughing or stop in their tracks and go woe, a human thought of that? Either way I wanted the end result to be, I want to meet that guy.
Mid October 2020, less than a year after writing that intro, I was visited by three Greays. Best known as Roswell Grays.
Thear visit, however, left me with more questions than answers.
Unlike in Harry Potter, who is explained everything down to the final detail, in real life you have to work everything out from what little you see happening around you, where the way you see it is determinate upon the reality you perceive.
I can only explain what I've seen and what has led me to see it that way.
Not that I expect anything from you, let alone belief.