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   Message 105 of 366   
   Gary Gordon to all   
   SUBJECT: Am I an Abductee?    
   23 Jul 25 06:34:03   
   
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   SUBJECT: Am I an Abductee?                                   FILE: UFO1078   
      
   PART 2   
      
       On April 3, 1990 I decided to call on an old friend who I hadn't   
   heard from in over two years.  My friend, Carolina, is a gifted psychic,   
   and a well-kept secret.  Santa Rosa has its share of palm-readers   
   and fortune tellers, but Carolina is in an entirely different league.   
   A deeply spiritual person, Carolina has never sought recognition,   
   publicity, or a reputation for her abilities, nor has she ever taken   
   any money from me for her services.  I'm not exactly sure why I felt   
   compelled to see her that day; I had nothing in particular on my   
   mind. It was a pleasant reunion.  We chatted for some time, and then   
   Carolina decided to see if there was anything "out there" that she   
   could "pick up" for me.  She proceeded to give me a reading lasting   
   nearly an hour.  It must have been an exceptionally good day for her,   
   because there was a lot "out there" and it was amazingly accurate.   
   Among other things, she told me that I had a blood disorder, and   
   that she kept seeing "too much red"; she sensed that I would be quitting   
   smoking soon, and informed me that I would be successful; she told   
   me that my mother was about to fall ill; she told me my father might   
   loose a toe due to gangrene; and most amazingly, with a surprized   
   and quizzical look on her face, she asked me "Have you recently had   
   contact with extraterrestrials?"    Up to that point, everything   
   she told me had been phrased as a statement, but this was apparently   
   so preposterous that even she doubted it, and phrased it as a question   
   instead.   
      
   I was completely taken aback by her query- I hadn't thought about   
   aliens or UFOs in years.  Carolina had absolutely no idea that it   
   had been a former interest of mine. For a moment time seemed to stand   
   still- on the inside, I thought that she was entirely off-base, and   
   I was ready to tell her so, but my body seemed to have a mind of   
   its own as I watched myself mumble, "I don't know."  I still wonder   
   why I said that, because it truly betrayed what I was feeling at   
   the moment. She immediately answered back by saying, "I think you   
   do know, because I'm seeing this very clearly now."   
      
       At that statement, I felt the flush of anger course through my   
   body.  I felt like a man who had just been told he was about to die,   
   and given the exact date. I blurted out, "I don't think you're supposed   
   to be telling me this!  If you saw that I was going to be killed   
   next week, would you tell me that too?" Carolina smiled and said,   
   "They only show me what I can tell a person.  If you're not meant   
   to know, my guides don't show me." My stomach tight and my heart   
   racing, I replied, "But don't you think this is a little too scary?"   
   Again smiling, she said, "Oh, it's only scary in a fun kind of way."   
   For a moment I thought she was being sarcastic.  "How could she be   
   so insensitive to my anxiety?", I thought.  I felt the anger well   
   up from within me again. "Fun!,   
      
   What the hell is so fun about being poked and prodded and violated   
   by hideously ugly creatures in the middle of the night!", I thought   
   to myself. And then something snapped.  I thought to myself, "What   
   in God's name am I thinking about?  Why has such an innocent statement   
   from Carolina caused such fear and anger within me?  What is this   
   about being poked, prodded, and violated?  Where did I get that from?   
   Carolina never said anything about that!" And then I realized that   
   my outward appearance was betraying my inner anxiety.   
      
   True to my English blood, I appeared quite calm and collected to   
   Carolina, even though my mind and heart were racing.  She apparently   
   didn't realize the implications and consequences of her revelation   
   to me. "This is a first for me," she said, "In all my years, I have   
   never picked up anything about extraterrestrials from a person."   
   "Surely you have at least read a book or two on the subject", I replied.   
   "No, I never have," she said, "It's never interested me in the least.   
   There are too many problems down here to be worried about what might   
   or might not be going on up there."   
   End of Part 2   
      
                
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