You are ALONE

 

The CE4 Research Group

Testimony – 49

 

The Testimony of Melody

Dear Mr. Jordan,

I do have a testimony, and its not of the caliber I’ve read on the site, but its significant, if it will help. Well, I will just ramble out a bit of brain essence here. I was raised into a born-again Christian single parented family. I do practice meditation, not of any sort of religious type, but of a healthful insightful type, to “surf” my soul you can say. As I meditate, I try to see all of myself, to better myself, so I can live for the purpose I am here for (So memories start to rush over me when I go really deep). Now, when I was little, it started off being very bright and fun, to drastically “loner” and angry practically overnight. I used to draw people on operating tables, with holes in their bodies. I used to write things when I was little, one like: This is the president, you are to have sex with so and so… Really sick things. I don’t recall an actual abduction. But I was very little, and I remember the loneliness and hurt, and used feeling it left with me. It was a sexual experience as well. And it IS pretty odd for that to happen to a 5 or 6 year old (These memories started to flood me about a couple weeks ago). I had always had this impeding thing on my life, like a invisible knapsack on my back. And it was then when I remembered the initial feelings of it all. It was like, you are completely and hopelessly ALONE. And its like nothing can save you. And the feelings that rushed over me from the presences was that of wanting full control and power over Earthen life. Every little noise I hear in my house is them. Every little spontaneous thing I hear is them. When I rest, the creaks in my house seem to have screams in them, when I am more receptive to these things. Everything that abstracts my way of living is them. I am like a radio-head. When they do not want me to know a thought, a big noise erupts somewhere, whether it be the TV or something falling to distract me from my precious inner discoveries. They work through my family, and everyone I know. They are here now, and are probably etherically touching me or something. I once felt hands on my back, like doing something to my skin. (this was in bed). It felt like hands were coming out of the wall. They are already here, and already have control. And it is the ultimate battle. The night these feelings came back to me, I went downstairs to email a friend (at like 1:00am), and my sister was on the computer, and I told her I had to do something very important, and she was calling me crazy and told me I had lost it, and I clearly saw it in her too. Its as if were in their “spaceship” already, and they are just not letting us see them, so we wont panic. America is gone. They have America….I am in it. Location matters much. Call me crazy, and lunatic….cause I felt alone, that no one would believe me. I am paranoid for legitimate reason that I have experienced the pure power of Satan. And he has no real control other than what I don’t let the Holy Spirit have(which I am getting stronger in every day). That’s why its always a tease and distraction, rather than a punch in the face, cause its my caliber of faith. It is more real then any of us know it (Satan being a spiritual being, and God being so far up in the heavens running it all). God is here, and a light whisper. Satan is here, and a profound thing, that God is even using for us to wake up to see Him. After I recalled all these things, I was curious to read other et experiences, to feel better, because I felt so alone. I clearly saw it going to work even while I would search. Working through people telling other experienced people that they are special, and that we are connected to them and that they are coming for us to be reunited, and that some people’s missions here, are for to reunite galaxies, which are in our blood. I would only say these things, because everything seems to be a deception after this wave came over me. God has worked in my life through the impact of what I felt. The flesh. And Ive learned that to repent is to accept that you are wretched, and not to shew it. And then you learn God behind it all, even the evil part. And Jesus almost seems like my brother, let alone my Saviour. And it is God who let me rise up through this to tell everyone that its ok, and the real purpose of life is to come to him through all the sin and wretchedness, and know that there is nothing you can hide. And the holy spirit is in us all, just waiting to be shaken. I seem egotistic. But I just wanted to say those things, and that in all essence, don’t be moved by anything, because it is all a test for us to accept and rise. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Jesus lives indefinitely, and perfect love casteth our fear, and don’t take the word love for granted. It seems a little off topic to say those things, but this is what ultimately God had let grow in me through my “extraterrestrial experiences”, and now everything seems so profound and so simple, and be not conformed to this world, but be transformed. Even Satan is being used, for our betterment to grow in God. I need not say anymore.

 

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“The one thing we can offer people in this field, that nobody else anywhere is offering, is hope. Hope that they can stop this experience.”

– Joe Jordan, President CE4 Research Group, 1997 Florida Today article






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