Movie: Horse Girl

 

"Horse Girl" is a movie starring Alison Bree, who plays women named Sarah who lives somewhere near the Los Feliz area of Los Angeles. Sarah is women who is shy and doesn't have many friends. She is sweet kind, wholesome and is just there. She works as a salesperson in a craft store. The only thing we know that has deeply affected her is the mother's suicide a year before, a family history of mental illness, and a tragic horse related event that left her best friend mentally comprised. He mother died due to depression, and we find out that her maternal grandmother Helen was institutionalized and died homeless on the streets sometime in the 80's.

Around Helen's birthday things begin to fall apart, just when she meets a guy who really likes her.

That night she has an incident where she wakes up in a white room with two other people. She can't move her body, but she can somewhat move her head. In the morning she is found on a pile of pillows in the living room and believes that the alcohol and pot may have affected her and she had a weird dream. There is a weird claw mark along the wall.... where the roommate is just worried about the land lord seeing it. Over the next few weeks things go worse.... as her car goes missing, she has another dream about a white room (this time a being passes by quickly), she has another incident where she ends up locked outside her apartment with clothes on backwards, and other white room incident where we see a hand, and claw marks on her car. She is also suffering from noise bleeds as well. 

It seems that the overall stress of the events starts to unravel her sanity as she is worried that she is falling down the same path of her mother and grandmother. She believes after a quick search that she is being abducted by aliens and that she is a clone of her grandmother. Also she has an attachment to the only thing that made her happy was a horse she had named "Whisper". She still visits him, even though she is owned by someone else nearby the equestrian center near Burbank.

She completely looses it when she goes on a date with the guy she met, and has a psychotic breakdown. She returns home where her roommate confronts her during the night..where Sarah rambles on about need to block the signals....and then hysterically runs into the shower. Then it is morning and she ends up naked at her job. Her boss eventually calls the police.... but a weird incident occurs with the phone.... is which a man is whispering ever word that her boss is about to say. She is then taken is for psychiatric evaluation.

At this point the next part of the movie is a haphazard collection of sequences that goes over her life, what she has uncovered, memories, and confusing realities she is in, ending up with her believing that she is in fact Helen, her grandmother..... and she ends up being abducted somewhere in Griffith Park, lifted into the sky by a light ship.

The movie is meant to be a psychological thriller, where one is left with the question of if this was just all a psychotic breakdown. Now what is interesting that the movie is a real life reflection of Alison's family history. It also an improved movie..... where it was just put together. However there is a lot of deep symbology which resonates extremely with the Alien Abduction experience. It is weird that it just came together....... how did that just happen? The symbology and dialogue seemed very well researched. Is it really just a story about mental illness?

 

 

Fragment of Memory

Date: N/A, 1990-1994
Type: CE Anomaly
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 2:00am-4:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 12:30pm
State of Mind Before: N/A
State of Mind After: Confused (Me)
Odd occurrences before: N/A
Odd occurrences after: N/A

During my teen years there was a lot of activity, most of the time I just ignored as really bad nightmares. Many a time I attempted to get proof of what was happening by setting booby traps, like bracing the door, tying strings, setting up items that would fall, areas of reflected light so I could notice things. I was terrified to sleep some night cause they would come. I really didn't know what was going on...except that they came, took me, and did things to me that I have reported previously.... ranging from exams to psychology tests.

This fragment of memory popped up during a current dream. The dream I had recently was me and my friend at a college campus. I was pushing his hospital bed up a ramp, many students were walking around us and they pushed his bed off the ramp. He was strapped to it and we were some 25' up from the floor. I held onto the bed holding it there. Everyone was just watching, some said to me "just let go". Eventually firemen showed up and held the cord and would lower it down. I ran down the steps to see my wolfbrother and to make sure he was okay.

The dream shifts as I am going down multiple levels of a stairwell to the bottom of a ship. Grey metal walls and stair well that ends up in a large bay. Feels like a navel ship, and as I look around the large hangar doors are open, in the process of being closed. The sea is choppy and the waves are crashing against the ship, no water is entering the bay and the ship is perfectly steady. The hangar openings are surrounded by a white light, and ramps are retracting. The alarms are going off meaning that the doors are closing, someone is yelling "get him out of here, what is he doing wandering down there, how the hell did he get loose. Get down there now!". The last thing I remember seeing was a white beluga or whale before the doors close.

The dream shifts again, but it is off. I am sitting in a small theater with the movie in progress. It has only four rows, and sits about 80 people. Red velvet chairs and curtains along the wall. 15 feet from the first row to the screen. I am sitting there and shake my head, I notice an usher wheel in my wolfbrother hospital bed.  I get up and walk to the usher to ask where he is and what is going on. He says "You should not be up, why are you awake. GO AND SIT DOWN AND WATCH." Instead I run to the back of the theater to go out, there is a curtain along the doorway. However the curtain seems to stretch on forever and I can't exit. So I start to pull the curtain diagonally toward me.... dragging the sides downward which finally get me out of here. There is no shift....... as I am know in my old room on my old bed.... I clearly remembering this part occurring more than once. 

This is the fragment of memory. When they would come I would sleep with a sheet, blanket, and a bed cover. It was a thin cotton bed cover, orange with a horizontal thick stitching with raised lines. I would sleep with it over my head at times holding it down. When the would come in they would attempting to pull off the covers from the bottom of the bed. They could get the sheet and blanket off, but I would be holding onto the bed cover. It would be pulled taught, as I was unable to move and release the covers. I could feel their irritation as I caused thing not to go according to plan. They would attempting to yank on the bed cover a few times, but seemed weary of jostling me too much as I would then be fully awake. When I was awake I would quickly flail my leg and arms around and through off the bed cover. The light in the room would be on, even though I had closed the light before. I would then go and sleep in my aunts room, gathering up the blanket and pillow and sleeping on the floor.

The thing that always stuck.... how did the blanket and sheet end up at the foot of the bed, when it was tucked in.... and how did I end up with only the bed spread that I would then toss to the side? It is one of the reason I don't like beds or bedding.

A Job that I never Had

Date: N/A, 2002-2004
Type: CE Anomaly
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 7:00am-1:30pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: N/A
State of Mind Before: N/A
State of Mind After: Confused (Me)
Odd occurrences before: N/A
Odd occurrences after: N/A

There are some experiences I have that do not fit into an Alien Encounter or odd Dreams. The are simply anomalies I have in life where I am unsure of what they were. What is creepy about them is that they blend in so well to my memory, but they have something wrong in it that is not consistent with my history.

In the past I have worked from many companies, as the nature of living in California one tends to have jobs instead of a steady occupation. It is just cheaper to hire long-term temps. I know these particular events occur sometime between 2002 to 2004, as in between this time I was looking for steady work. I know that 2000 was marked by my grandmother's death, and I transitioned from one job to another after 9/11. My next job I was laid off..... this is where things get ambiguous. I do know that I was looking for work, and sending out resumes like crazy... and trying a few temp agencies that didn't lead anywhere. I did get two temporary jobs in Long Beach for a few months..... which I definitely know happened before I landed a steady job for two years and where my long term relationship ended.

The event basically is I was hired by a company in South Los Angeles, I think between the 110 and 405 corridor, between the 710 and 10 freeways. I had to park along the street, it was a red brick building on a corner and another warehouse type building next to it on the right hand side. Behind it was a small parking lot used for delivery and there was another building behind it. The buildings were a row between a main street and residential area. The building had windows, but covered with white mini-blinds. I just one day got ready for work, left home and drove to this place.

I remember I felt like I was in a daze, and when I got there I was very tired. I know there was traffic, but it all felt very numbed getting to work. Arriving there I recall not feeling right. I was bothered by the fact I had to park on the side of the street and didn't exactly feel safe leaving my car. The building was off to as it was quiet and nondescript as if it was not in use. I would simply walk to the door and walk in. The floor was grey tile linoleum, and there was a short hallway. There were three rooms from the hallway. to the left and right were offices, with large glass windows that looked inside them. The secretaries and manager were stationed on other side. The hall lead into a third large floor room. Here there were rows of tables with computers, no partitioned stations, there was a space that filled 1/3 of the room as you walked in that was empty space... used for the morning meeting in which they selected the people that would work that day. The individuals present seemed as confused and dazed as I was. They were encouraged to have the "coffee" by the staff and donuts. I just happen not to be a coffee person. After mostly everyone had their coffee they would select the people to work. They would go to the computer and just start.... it was really odd since they all just went sat down and started programing. There was at least some 30 computers. This building was at least three to four stories. This room was open to the second floor.

The rest of the of us were told to sit tight and wait before being dismissed. Everyone seemed out of it more so especially if they drank the coffee. Anyone who didn't seem out of it was encourage to have more. I would just "sip" and keep my ears and eyes open. At the end of this main room was a stairway that connected to the second floor. From their it was an open space, with an area extending further back and above the first floor offices.. There was people up there monitoring what was going on the main floor. They were busy up there doing "office" work. Now back to the main room, along the left and right were two long rooms, that both lead to another back room which was storage and the loading area where you could have lunch. Both of these rooms had large bay windows so you could see into them. The only walls you could not see was the front rooms and backroom. To the left of the main room as a lab with microscope, and smelled of oil and chemicals. It reminded my of a tech lab, it used older equipment... that of like my school and making it seem that this was an old facility/business. No one was in this section much, and I only witnessed being used shortly before I had to leave around 12pm. This room lead to the back storage area that lead to the loading area. To the right was a room that was the lounge, partitioned by lower walls with glass windows. It contained a kitchen and two bathrooms.

Other than the administrators and supervisors, no one talked and any conversation between "employees" was discouraged. The first time I was picked, I was tasked to work on the computers. It was a test of some sort, dealing with 3D imagining using vector lines, and some other written essay. I finished in a relatively short time and was instructed by the computer to stop and wait until further instructions. I sat there and didn't really move and looked around discreetly to study the room. around lunch we were dismissed and told to go home.

What is odd I remember getting into the car, and then I home. I felt really tired and hazy about "working". I would then take a nap. The next day it was as if I didn't have a job and went through the day normally. The following day after that I would go again to "work". Over the period of the next three weeks I would come and go randomly to "work" from 7:00am to 12:30pm, sometime I would be chosen other times I would be held and told to go home. Toward then end of it there was an incident where I arrived at 9am, no one was there at the office. I walked in and the place was empty save one man. I tried to talk to him, and ask what was going on where was everyone. He was just "okay", "uh-huh", "we will get in touch with you". I know I mentioned that there was a delay on the freeway and that why I was not there. He asked then "What do I remember?". I was confused and didn't know what I was to say, I looked at him and said "I will return home and wait" with no tone. The drive home was still odd as I simply got into my car then ended up at home.

The next day, I just didn't want to go to "work" and remember entering a state of sadness and loss. I just didn't want to leave, it seemed intentional on my part. I felt I was partial aware of what was going on... and a part of me was fighting the strange behavior at this job. I made myself really sad. I never got a paystub, compensation, tax, employee hiring or discharge paperwork.... no trail of any evidence.I have a period of three weeks working from some phantom company...... and its been bothering me for some 15 years.

Something Weird after Jollibee

Date: September 13th, 2020
Type: CE Anomaly
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 5:30pm-8:30pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: 5:30pm
State of Mind Before: Ok (Me)/Ok (Aunt)/Bothered (Wolfbrother)/Ok (Guest)
State of Mind After: Bothered (Me)/Bothered (Aunt)/Bothered (Wolfbrother)/Ok (Guest)
Odd occurrences before: Metal Ping with Wave Noise
Odd occurrences after: Everyone dehydrated after occurance...

I know I have posted in awhile. Things have been somewhat calm, since I am busy with Wolfbrother and other things. Occurances still happen with my aunt, and things are occurring with me usually when left outside my room. I already let my Wolfbrother know that I am no longer comforatable sleeping outside the room as I feel vulnerable as episodes have occurred.

Sunday started off as a normal day, other than being bothered by people in general because of the Covid nonsense, BLM, and the government..... my day was okay. Warcraft Shadowlands is coming out and the new Hyrule Warriors was announced so I was in a good mood..... and I decided my guest and I should give Jollibee a try. For those of you no familiar with Jollibee, it is a philippino fast food place that serves spaghetti, chicken, and burgers. We decided to try the rampart location and bought the food back home to the family. The food was okay, it was different and new..... even though we have seen the place for years. I think we agree, that the pineapple juice was the best thing (the food is okay, just not something for us to go back to).

So as the afternoon rolled into early evening, we all felt tired. My aunt was sleepy, I was sleepy, my guest was sleep, and my Wolfbrother was just uh..... I told him I was gonna take a nap and he was gonna watch TV. I lay down, listening to the "waves" that we had on. As I lay down I noticed there was something very off, there was an odd sound withe the waves. As I lay there, I noticed when the "waves" crashed there was a metal tingle.....and the waves receded as normal.... then the crash and another metal tingle. I adjusted my head to see where the sound was coming from. I noted that the tingle only occurred when my head was on its side and only in my left ear. After a couple of cycles I knocked out.

For some reason I found myself awake.... I couldn't move. Something was wrong.... I mumbled to myself "It's okay Michael...lets figure this out". I listened and it was quiet... the light was a bit brighter..... and I decided to call out to my Wolfbrother. I stopped half way because I didn't think there was anything he could do, so I yelled for my guest.... but though that was foolish as he was in another room. So I started doing what I could...trying to get out of it. After about 15 minutes I finally fell out of it.... looked around.... and asked my Wolfbrother if everything was okay. He said nothing weird. I went to pee, felt really dehydrated... and came back in the room and explained what had happened. Very nonchalantly he said "Yeah I know.... you were talking to yourself...called me then called out to my GUEST". I asked him was there anything else odd.... anything. He said no. A few moments later my guest walked in and had to go pee too.... he had just woken up as well. 

I went to check my aunt.... and yes she just woken up as well. Our doggy was groggy. She looked bewildered and I noticed something was missing.... but was scanning the room. I said "let me guess ... you just woke up... and you couldn't move". She looked at me and said "how did you know?". Then she noticed that her cup from Jollibee was missing, and I know I did not throw it away either. I quickly spotted it under the bed on its side. Luckily the lid did not pop off....... which I found very strange. She also though it strange since when we both last recalled it was on a table on the middle of the bed..... if she or the dog had knocked it off..... the cup would have spilled as it would have bounced off the bed hit the chair and then rolled under the bed.

I felt very dehydrated and went back to bed...... and it seem everyone felt off.

No idea what this was.

Shadowy Ectoplasm

Date: April 11th, 2019
Type:  CE5
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 9:00pm-10:00pm
Attempted Time of Sleep:N/A
State of Mind Before: Tired, Depressed (Me)/In Pain, Depressed (Aunt)/Asleep (Wolfbrother)
State of Mind After: Calm (Me)/Nervous, Scared (Aunt)/Asleep (Wolfbrother)
Odd occurrences before: White being in the hall.
Odd occurrences after: None

I was working on my books, when I abruptly decided to go take a nap in the living room. As soon as I lay there, I quickly entered an altered state. I felt warm and safe, and could hear other voices.
My aunt was watching TV in the other room, but I could hear a conversation going on. I was somewhere in between and no longer in the living room I was surrounded by a number of tall beings. I was quickly asked pick a form that would be pleasing. I did so, and many of them appeared as very handsome gentleman. They wanted to interact with me, and told them that if they would appear in this form more often I would be able to easily converse and interact with them. However I knew this was an illusion, and my mind quickly asked what the true form was. Before that I was looking around the room, I was still in the living room, but beyond the bookcases was lab equipment. They kept moving infront as for me as not to see. It was a pleasant interaction, but as I stated once I asked the true form....it went dark.
I began concentrating and it seemed something was attempting to read my thoughts, there was a remark about the number of creatures and entities as was aware of. However when I wanted a handsome human male again, I was told that template was unknown. The familiar figure of a gray began to emerge. A begin to wiggle faster and soon I found myself in the abandoned hotel.
It seems I was returned to the resort (previously mentioned many time). It was empty as usual and it was the wing in which I remember them saying that we would have. I was hoping to find my mother there as she was once stationed there. It was empty save for the clothes and bedding all over the place. It bothered me that I knew I was here before, which reminded myself I needed to get up.

When I managed to open my eyes, the ceiling and bookcases were covered with ethereal shadowy stands, which reminded me of a jellyfish field. Instantly I felt that this was a shadowy projection from another plane, one that allowed communication with the otherside. It was the same projection that my aunt has seen in the hallway and the bathroom. It disappears once light is flashed upon it. It has made an appearance as of last October on 2019. In November I did a ritual that would cleanse the bathroom and hallways. It has not made an appearance until now.

How Experincers Ruin the UFO and Alien Phenomena

How Contactees Ruin the UFO and Alien Phenomena

For 40 years of my life I have been abducted by aliens, seen strange phenomena, been in the presence of spirits, and have had some really weird stuff happen. Most of the people that would have known about these experiences were family members, whom most would want to flat out forget the whole thing or say it was some sort of religious thing. A few non-family members who did experience some stuff, just never want to talk about it and move on. For me I have felt isolated and alone, as there were no people who seemed to understand what I was going through. Sure there were those few people who had books and movies, but they were far removed from me that I didn't matter much. Seems other people had the same questions, but I was still alone.

A few years ago I finally decided to seek out a group that would hopefully be of assistance or guidance. I am not a very social person, but I am not afraid to talk about my experiences. The more I did talk about it with other I was noticing that many had an "usual event" in their lifetime and maybe I was not so alone. Perhaps there was hope to get to the bottom of things and seek answers. So I found a few groups.

I quickly found out that there was more than just the Abductee attending these groups. Others such as fans, experiencers, contactees, and rarely the nonexistant researcher were there as well. The fans and experiencers were okay, as many were just interested in the phenomena. However those Contactees were the polar opposite of the Abductees... and cause the most trouble. Everyone is entitled to their own interpretation.... yet we still have to live in a world with facts to back up our claims.

Contactees for the most part believe they are "Special" or "Chosen", and it seems certain people in the UFO community love throwing that term around to stroke these peoples egos. It is also odd that many who consider themselves contactees are female, and usually surround themselves quickly within a clique....usually among psychics, prophets, and other spiritualist that share their ideals. From there this clique begins to drive the narrative to "It is NOT a negative experience! Don't you understand your higher self is talking. Your world consciousness is awakening you to a calling!", while all the time your trying to explain that this little being came to your room and kidnapped you and then began to assault you via experimentation. Despite the highly traumatic feeling you are communicating, these people insist that you are interpreting it all wrong and that they are they to help but you are not there yet or have yet to understand the great will of Gaia! Again they urge you to AWAKEN and pull back the veil........

Of course when you try to bring in facts and figures, they get upset because you should not try to explain the great mystery and just beleive and trust in them, as they are higher beings. When you try to look for other answers, again they tell you it is obvious you were "Chosen" but fail to head the call.

They see you as something less now, because you won't move beyond the fear and anger..... you won't love them or find the joy of the experience you were gifted. It borders know on faith, instead of fact. Where if you don't tow the Experincers narrative you feel so much more isolated. And with Abductees, many among us suffer from some form of PTSD or anxiety and it drives us further and further away.

It is not surprising that therapist and UFO convention seem to thrive on Contactees, for as a business you have a greater revenue stream by pushing the "Happy" and "Chosen" narratives which fan and contactees love. Investigation and research begin to fall by the wayside as faith and belief take center stage, and a new "respect" for these beings are demanded as we are not allowed to fully understand these mysteries. The UFO community once had the brightest mind tasked with finding out what, how, who, when, and where....but now we are told to all shut up and listen to "MOTHER GAIA" and the high forces at work.... and perhaps maybe we will be graced with understanding.

 

 

Status update 2020

Since my wolfbrother has been home with me I have not had time to catalogue things properly. Since his arrival an incidents seems to occur around the third week of every month or so. It was odd that the first time they came back there was many people at home, but none other than my aunt noticed.
The second time around it was just me and it bothered me a lot. I been deny things and just saying it is the stress of the situation. My wolfbrother is difficult at times, his maternal guardian is a complete psycopath, I have not been compensated, and I worry about things. I am depressed and functional, but I am not sure how much longer. I don't feel like I belong him and feel like I lost myself. I no longer matter to myself, I am just an object and want oblivion. As usual my commitment to others keeps me,  but day by day it erodes. I just want closure since happiness eludes me

The incidents don't help, I no longer feel safe in my home as I did. They are trying to get in in various ways from physical manifestations to dream crap. I don't want to remember, but I need to chronicle these things. My wolfbrother is not helping, as there is no time for myself.

The latest incidents and it is shared with Wolfbrother....

2/23/2020
6:15am.

I was up all night with wolfbrother and decided to take a shower and retire to the living room for some much needed sleep. I was thinking about the seasons of My Little Pony we were watching and was comfortable and ready to fall asleep. Suddenly in my mind I hear "Finally, took you long enough to get away from him". I immediately turned my phone on and put the music on, I was scared as I knew who it was. I could get a vague impression of who it is and where in the room it was.
I started to close my eyes, think of pleasant thoughts as this shouldn't be happening. I was on my right side, and something brushed lightly again my left arm and then I felt a prick on my left lower thigh and I was out.
Of course a few second later I was awake and unable to move save for my hands. I started to struggle and yell, but was unable to muster more than a gargle. In my head I heard "Hurry. We need to check, why isn't he under. What is going on? Why is he reacting like this? Check the left hemisphere of his brain for.... what is that? Get things under control we only have a few more minutes". From what I could see there was a child like being over me, white skin face obscured by a hood. They were physically and mentally trying to look in my head. "It won't stay still" it said before I replied "Get off me" in its thoughts. It was taken aback and left in a hurry. I was lost between someplace, my thoughts were now flooding in from past memories and other things. I felt confused and dazed. My left arm numb. Unable to get up. I was very dehydrated. An hour later I managed to get up and go into my old room and passed out for six hours.  We passed out for six hours, my wolfbrother also knocked out.
We woke up dehydrated.