This particular event was not as severe as the two previous days when it resembled living a horrible dream. I felt myself enveloped and felt a powerful force starting to take my body, I felt very light like floating, and then it was over after I started screaming. And as far as I know, nothing else happened during the night.

And like a similar experience last month, another strange event had appeared immediately before I noticed the cloud overtake my body. I was several feet above the bed watching myself, and like before I cannot begin to explain what was happening. How in the world could I be watching myself being abducted? I actually saw my body being wrapped and then raised off the bed. No way in hell this could happen. Could it have been a dream? Yes, it could have, but it was not a dream, an abduction gone wrong, a reality rather than a dream.

The only possible explanation I can possible come up with is that my soul had left the body and would not return until the aliens were done with my body. I know this makes no sense, not to me. I don't believe in this stuff. I believe when we die, we die, end of story, period. No heaven, no hell, just dust to dust. Shows the extent of my knowledge but unless I have proof, I don't tend to take faith as any more than conjecture and theory.

So this brings me to a question. Have I been able to actually prevent three abductions from taking place? In asking that question, I'm not assuming that an abduction did not take place later without my knowledge, because it certainly could have. But what has happened to prevent me from stopping three abductions?

I really feel like I am getting more control over this phenomenon and I sure feel better about it. In thinking about these abductions I was able to stop, I see a pattern. Sunday night was the worst horror ever, and after making noises of some kind, whether screaming, grunting, crying, whatever it may have been, suddenly I was let go of, and I suddenly woke up. Then on Monday night, another horror with the loud clanging sounds, and it felt like I was suspended in the air. Once awake I realized that I had prevented another abduction. So it's getting easier to overcome the abduction, dare I say this?

Is it possible to prevent an abduction from ever happening again? I don't think so, as I believe that these aliens will find a way to overcome my new found control which they never had a problem with before. Now they have to return home empty handed, and I wonder if they got called into the office and had to answer for their failure to bring in fresh meat for the assembly line. It sounds strange talking it these terms, humans as guinea pigs or fresh meat. But that's what I am, I am a lab rat. I am a laboratory animal, a human yes, but still an laboratory animal. And still taken against my will for whatever purposes these Grey's have scheduled for me this night.

About the third week of February 2008 while trying to get to sleep one night, I suddenly feel myself being knocked out. For years I never knew what this was, but I'm getting to know the feeling very well now, and where it comes from. It's certainly not normal sleep. I'm wide awake, and I suddenly find myself drifting into a coma-like state. I immediately realize that this state is not normal sleep, because I have experienced this 'knock out' effect perhaps many thousands of times. The difference now, is that I recognize this as one of the signs, and correctly interpreted this 'knock out'. The bastards can't wait in the wings any longer; they want me out for my trip upstairs.

I note that my wife was sound asleep, really out good, asleep though, not 'knocked out' by the bastards, as there is an enormous difference.

So I go from carrying on my usual conversations with myself while wide awake with no hint of falling asleep, and then my head falls, my eyes close heavily, and I drift off deeply. Knowing this sign well, I force myself to wake up, but let me tell you, this is no easy feat, not in the least. It takes unimaginable inner strength to bring one's self out of this 'knock out'. I'm no superman, and I cannot fully come back to being completely awake. I'm getting much better at this technique, but I'm not quite there yet, but I do bring myself out enough to realize what just happened. I look around for any hint of the bastards. I have cold chills, and shakes, and I don't see them, but I know they are watching and wondering what is the hell is going on with me. How am I able to detect the beginning stage of the abduction, they ask themselves. What has happened to this dude, we never had any trouble before.

After bringing myself out of the 'knock out', I lay there wondering how long before it happens again, and honestly, I don't know how long, but it happened sometime after that. I think they turned the ray gun up a notch, or however they accomplish this amazing task, because I was out. I don't know how long I was out, but I felt myself become paralyzed. I could not move, even as I attempted to move my arms to touch my wife to ask for any help she could provide, I was totally paralyzed. But the paralysis had just set in, and this before the cloud like apparition settles upon me and the lights inside the tube get very bright and the 'tractor beam' is turned on.

I realize that, like in the past, the only thing an abductee has left after their body is paralyzed is their vocal chords. So I start making whatever guttural sounds I can, as loud as I can, and it was loud enough. My wife woke up and grabbed my arm, and the abduction was over. And, I'm not too proud to admit that I have just prevented these bastards from carrying out another abduction.

After reading the above, anyone can realize that my previous statement about my wife being asleep and not 'knocked out' was true. Had she been 'knocked out' she would have known nothing, unable to move herself, much less reach over and grab my arm.

Another thing I have realized over time is that the bastards will not try another abduction on me the same night. They might well try to abduct my wife shortly after me, but they never bother me again the same night. Knowing this well, I can then sleep peacefully. But I intentionally stayed awake for an hour or two to watch her closely so I could interfere with those bastards if they attempted to abduct her.

I wrote the above paragraph in February 2008. It was not long before I was wrong. Up until this point, this was always true, but soon I would find they would try again and often a third time if the first two attempts failed. I was very naive to think they would never try to abduct me after the first attempt failed.

Once awake I looked at the clock and it showed 8:56PM. I was surprised at first, and thought it might be the early morning hours of the next day. Since it was not even 9pm yet, I then realized that I must have been 'knocked out' shortly after the first attempt to put me down for transport.

What was it Snidely Whiplash said in the cartoon series "The Dudley Do-Right" series? It was "Rats, Foiled Again". How appropriated in these foiled abductions of my wife and I. I keep wondering if the little bastards get called into the office when they get back and asked why they can't handle this human as before. I do think at some point they will send the more experienced alien's down to handle me and my wife, since those little bastards that show up keep failing at their assigned task. I sure hope these dudes get demoted and have to clean toilets the rest of their career.

I think I'm getting pretty good at putting a stop to these bastards, but I'm not admitting that there have not been any abduction's in the last month. I would like to think that there has not been any, but I'm not completely sure. If there had been an abduction, they must be really good at me not knowing about it. I check my arms every morning for bruises, and also check the sheets for blood.

If I'm correct, they did not bother us for nearly four weeks, and after 50+ years of being taken by these bastards, that is an enormous accomplishment in anyone's book. Well I should clarify, Abductees' Books, because those lucky humans who don't live through this nightmare don't know how lucky they are.

For some time after becoming aware I dreaded the nights and the bastards showing up, usually three times a week, and always the same days of the week. My wife and I are on a circuit though, so it all makes sense to me. I no longer dread the nights, but I don't look forward to those little bastards secretly coming into my house uninvited and unexpected, but that is how they operate and always have.

Commenting on the abduction experience itself and knowing what is happening is very difficult for a human being. How can I possibly explain something that goes against human knowledge and understanding?

It goes against everything we have been taught or learned in our existence on this planet. It goes against any religion's teaching, and against human being's simple comprehension and understanding. And since most of the human's on this planet do not believe such a thing is possible it's difficult on abductees because they cannot tell anyone for fear of being labeled an idiot or worse.

Who would ever believe that abductees and the abductors' float right through windows? No one, except those who have done it. How is this possible? It's not possible at all, but it happens thousands of times a day all over this planet. It's happened to me countless times, just floating out of bed, through the window and out of the house and hundreds of feet through the air into the UFO shuttle craft floating over my house. What nonsense do I speak? Who would believe such garbage?

According to all the laws of physics this is not possible. Humans only believe what is and what is not possible based on their existing knowledge. Without solid evidence, scientists refuse to believe something exists. And if they refuse to believe something exists, they won't bother researching it. This haughty race of beings known as human's can't possible believe in other races of being's more powerful and refuse to believe it can be possible. One day their knees will bend, and they will drop to the ground in awe when they realize how ignorant they really were when these aliens make themselves known.

That day of disclosure draws closer. This day will indeed be the culmination of my life when the truth will set me free at last. For many it will be a day of horror, and I can certainly understand that. I think that abductees' will play a part in helping people understand something of the aliens. At least the Greys, as this is the only beings I have had the misfortune to be around.

I can see it now though, every Tom, Dick and Harry will claim to be an abductee and for a fee will help the unknowing understand and answer questions. This reminds me of several people I know that claim to have been Vietnam Veterans. Always bragging about being a Vietnam Veteran. Ever notice how real Vietnam Veterans don't say anything and you would never know they were in combat in Vietnam. But the braggarts will be crawling out from under the rocks with their stories, and it will be difficult to tell the real abductees from the fake ones.

Let's see if I'm right on this one. My only hope is that disclosure comes in my lifetime.

I had kept many detailed notes for many of my experiences. I would often email some of my ramblings to UFO and abduction web site owners. After one short article I sent to one individual, he wanted my permission to put my article on his web site, and I agreed. After some weeks, I decided it might do me good to write and publish this stuff, and in hindsight, this has helped me immensely.

And if nothing else, it pisses the Grey's off. They do not like me writing about them and exposing their methods. They would just as soon keep everything quite and private. I made a goal in early 2008 of doing everything within my power to cause the Grey's as many problems as I can, regardless of any repercussions I may suffer. Since I can't punch the bastards in the face like I wanted to, I will write about them. I will do my small part to expose them and their mischievous ways.

In a future article, I will expose my secret way of how I keep them from taking me most of the time. I will write about this in depth and devote and entire article to my "chest strap". I may have mentioned this in some of my ramblings. The aliens cannot remove my chest strap. If they can't remove it, they can't take me. I invented myself a lifeline, and it works. I came about the proper method after weeks of experiments, and the best part? It works. But not to be outdone, the aliens are also learning. Instead of taking me to the fight, they are now bringing the fight to me, in my house, in my bedroom.

I know what you are thinking! What the hell is he talking about? Stay tuned to the UFODigest for more of my ramblings, and by all means asks questions. Like I said before, I'm an IT Specialist, I am not a writer. I can use a keyboard and I can use a word processor, and that's where the similarity to a writer ends. I often jump around when I write, and I'm not trying to confuse the reader, that's just my style.