Intro
I’ve been meaning to make this post for awhile now and was finally motivated earlier this week thanks to comments of others encouraging me to share the experience I’ve had with the phenomenon or “the others”.
I tried reaching out to a few individuals in this space but unfortunately haven’t heard back yet (Dan from That UFO Podcast, Cornell, Coulthart, etc.). I did have my experience documented with my local MUFON two weeks ago so this can at least be on record in some manner beyond Reddit as it’s quite easy to dismiss anything shared on this site. Particularly these phenomenon oriented sub-Reddits that get blasted with LARPers, bots, and AI garbage now.
Timeline of my Experiences
Going back ~20 years ago when I was a kid was the first experience I had.
I was at a friend’s house on a summer night here in Michigan. It was later in the evening, around 9:30pm from what I recall. We were hanging out in their hot tub in the backyard and my friend first noticed a strange orange ball of light high above us. I remember them bringing it to my attention, I looked up and saw this strange ball just floating. Much larger than the night stars. After 2 minutes of no movement, we thought nothing further of it. My friend went inside to start a movie probably 10 minutes later.
I recall looking back up for the orb but couldn’t find it. Once I looked down, I saw the orb just floating above the fence line probably 25 feet away. No movement, just sitting perfectly still. Next thing I know, the door behind me opens and my friend asks what I’m doing cause I hadn’t come inside for 45 minutes. I turned back to find the orb and it was just gone.
Being so young, I didn’t know what to make of it and just assumed I had a strange day-dream or something.
Somewhere around 6-months after seeing the orb, I started having recurring dreams that followed a very similar theme. I would be going through some mundane life event; walking around the house, seeing a friend, riding my bike to Blockbuster (lol). And suddenly, I’d get a strange feeling. The kind where you get goosebumps and feel like you’re being watched. I would then hear a weird metallic voice that would say, “show us”. From that point, I’d wake up usually. These weird dreams continued for a few weeks then went away entirely.
A few years passed until I was about 14. I recall waking up, getting ready for school, sitting on the school bus, looking down at my watch, and getting that same feeling of being watched. Instantly, I got goosebumps and heard that same voice say, “show us”.
What was new this time is it genuinely felt like anything I was viewing or thinking was being “seen” or even broadcast…somewhere. In my head, I got the vision of small creatures sitting at some command console. This feeling of being watched continued maybe 10-minutes then faded. The same event would occur at random until I was 17. Every few weeks, I’d get that feeling, hear the voice, and it would fade away. Beyond the feeling of what I was seeing was being broadcast, I got the sense my physical senses were being relayed somehow as well. As if the creatures were experiencing what our life on this planet was like for the first time in a physical sense.
At 17, things started to change. I had just dropped off my girlfriend one evening and was headed home. On my way home at an intersection, I had a very bad car crash. The kind where you question how people come away relatively healthy. I remember spinning maybe three times, the windshield completely shattered in my face, seeing the engine block shoved up into the dashboard, the terrible smell of all the burning chemicals, pulling my foot from being wedged under the gas pedal, and seeing my arm covered in blood from glass lacerations. Once I was able to shove the driver-side door open the FIRST damn thing I saw was an orange orb above the tree line. Almost as soon as I saw it, it vibrated a few times, then just darted off beyond the trees. I instantly felt angry. I got an odd feeling it was connected to the first orb I saw years prior, that it was aware of me, and abandoned me. I can’t describe it but I feel like I forced open a connection to the things that once told me “show us” and was able to choose when I wanted to relay my experiences to them.
I’ve never gotten much of a reply out of these events but it felt like the connection somehow shifted from that point on.
For the next ~10 years, I would initiate the “broadcast” every few months. Each time, I got the feeling of gratitude for sharing. I never again heard the metallic voice though. The feeling of someone forcing the connection completely stopped though.
This puts me around 27-28 years old when things really began to change in the last few years.
I encountered a very tough bout of depression. Truly deep rooted depression to the point my wife and I decided I needed to go to the local psych ward for a few days to be on suicide watch. My own self worth had fallen to such a low point that I wanted to just end it all. Submitting myself to that program was the first initial step to save my life though. I went onto a few medications to help along the way of my therapy. As soon as I began taking medication, I felt as if the ability to make a connection with the phenomenon disappeared.
Fast forward to 18-months ago when everything changed.
By this point, we had an infant son and I was beginning to encounter another very rough depressive episode. Reaching the point of feeling suicidal. Now having a dad, I knew I had to make a change to ensure I could stay on this planet for as long as possible for him. I began researching all possible methods people have used to overcome their depression. After countless hours, I landed on the subreddit, r/psychonauts. That group, that community, truly saved my life. That’s how I was introduced to psilocybin.
If you’re wondering, what the fuck does this have to do with aliens? I’ll make that connection shortly.
I began researching magic mushrooms, their history, clinical trials, and began a dialogue with my doctor about using them in the same manner used in the studies does at the University of London in 2022-2023. I started on a few low doses and said screw it, let’s go in deep.
I took two days off, ate a very light breakfast and took 3.5-grams of dried mushrooms baked into a chocolate bar. If you ask me how I got this bar, I won’t tell you as psychedelics are still illegal here. Which I should add is RIDICULOUS.
I set a timer for 60-minutes to allow the shrooms to digest. As soon as that timer ended, I put on noise cancelling headphones, started this playlist on Spotify, and put on an eye mask while sitting down and went for a ride.
I went through maybe 45 minutes of uncovering my own traumas, healing my own feelings. I then heard a whooshing noise. I can only compare it to the noise of maybe a helicopter? It got louder and louder and sudden silence and complete blackness. I then heard a metallic voice say, “we’ve missed you”.
Stepping out of the shadows was a strange being. One I can only associate with the classic “tall white” aliens.
This being raised its hand, said ‘let’s help you”, and the whole shroom experience stopped. Visions I was having just instantly ended. I took off the headphones and eye mask and sat in silence on my porch for HOURS. When I woke up the next day, I had a strange feeling that I simply didn’t need my medication anymore. I chucked all my meds in the trash (5 in total). From that point, I’ve not had a single depressive episode. Along with that experience though is when the hitchhiker effect elevated.
I’ve increasingly had more dreams of encountering these tall whites, seeing one in my backyard one night, my wife expressing having two of the exact same dreams as me of interacting with these beings, and my two year old son expressing he talked with the same type of being. <<<<THIS WAS THE BIGGEST SHOCKER FOR ME. I’ve NEVER talked about this kind of stuff around my son and have kept this incredibly private.
All of my interactions have been very positive. I don’t view this entity or intelligence as evil in anyway as others seem to describe the greys.
I’ve since done one more shroom trip of 4-grams a few months ago with the intention of reaching out to that entity but it was a strange experience I’m still piecing together as I saw many visions and felt a lot of emotions but experienced no communication.
I’ve done an immense amount of research in this field in the last 18-months since that moment of contact for me. I have my own theories on what we’re experiencing as a joint consciousness so if anyone does read this and wants to share their story, if even privately, please DM me. I want you to feel heard.
I’ve been keeping this very private as I fear it would affect my day job. Not because I work in government, more so that the scrutiny professionally would impact my income for my family but it’s time everyone that has experienced the phenomenon come forward and begin breaking the stigma together!
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