I learned that there were so many people at NASA who talked behind
others backs about aliens. But, I was always the one talked too in
secret and never the one to share my stories. I listened but others
never knew about my out of body experiences or childhood with aliens
from another world. This was all kept secret.
There were more reasons than I could ever share with those who I met
as business associates in passing. My own parents and siblings were
never told. My school friends would make fun of my brother Charles
because he was into the UFOS and believed they existed. We never
talked to each other about our beliefs. He was really into Twilight
Zone, the Outer Limits, and finally Star Trek. I was too busy as a
teenager dating and going to football games.
Once at a football game when I was twirling two machetes, throwing
them in the air, and catching them, I had a girl come up to me after
my performance. She asked me to come up into the bleachers to meet her
father. She said that her Father did not believe that the machetes
were real and sharp. She told him that everyone knew they were and I
had to get special permission to twirl the knives and the fire batons.
I was good at this and the people loved the thrill and the excitement
being entertained with my skills.
I learned then that being different as an entertainer made people not
believe what they were seeing. It was a hard lesson but one I
committed to memory.
Therefore, how would they react if they really knew what I could do
with my thoughts and my life later as an adult? (To be continued.)
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