The first UFO I saw had paranormal issues around it as did another pair of sightings. I witnessed the initial event when on the way home with some school friends, including the form captain and a cousin. I stopped to view this gigantic, floating object, drifting slowly between the clouds (visible for at least ten minutes and several hundred, if not thousands of feet long: Mentioned as being seen all over the world, in John Keel’s book ‘UFOs: Operation Trojan Horse’). The others though, walked on as though nothing was happening! (Years later I came across a descriptive term in a volume of The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy [Cricket Wars incident)which adequately described it as ‘Somebody Else’s Problem). Another time I woke up from a sleep as we were driving in the mountains from Inverness to Glasgow, to see this disc shaped UFO, disappearing behind power lines and like Alice’s Cheshire Cat, becoming invisible below the wires, while fully visible above (I also saw the same craft in the same place at another time, only then I was fully awake).

Bedroom visitor wise I’ve seen a semi transparent, pumpkin headed Grey, floating at an oblique angle in my bedroom at night, just like the mothership did. I also woke one night to find two small, dark figures with glowing red eyes, in the bedroom (I also witnessed our old dog astrally projecting itself onto the ceiling, in the same house in Cromarty). An interesting pair of incidents, separated by time and place, should also be mentioned. Also in Cromarty, my partner Margaret said as we were talking in the kitchen one day, that a gigantic cowled figure was standing behind me (full daylight sighting). Years later, we’d moved to Thurso in Caithness and one night, getting into bed, as the light went off, I noticed a gigantic black cowled figure off to one side of the bed (Also there I saw another of our dogs that had died days before plus again as I turned off the light in another incident, a rainbow effect over the bed (Had been watching a TV documentary on Crystal children)).Here in Kilmarnock my wife screamed out one night that something was going to get her and as I opened my eyes, I saw a figure by the side of the bed, with huge pointed ears.

Dream wise, I once was pursued by a Greyhound bus, with bright headlights that charged down the embankment where I was hiding, like the vehicle in the horror film starring James Brolin called ‘The Car’. Staying at a friends house, I woke one night to find myself floating out the window; at which point I woke up to find myself floating out the window; at this point I woke again, only this time I was in the real bedroom. I also had a pair of dreams about ‘the unknown’. In the first I was in this C shaped building. My partner Margaret was in one wing and I was in the other, waving to her. Suddenly the door leading into the corridor between them, creaked open to reveal nothing at which point I woke up screaming or trying to. In the second dream I was in the family home with one of the dogs, when we ran to the back of the house from the front, only to have the back door creak open again as in the first dream and once more I woke screaming (The significance of these two dreams in relation to the left and right hemispheres and, back and front doors has not escaped me: By the way I once sleep walked, being found downstairs with my clothes, sitting in front of the fire as I would if going to school. I also had a sleep paralysis nightmare incident.

Relationship wise I was always aware that my partners fell into one of two categories - those who I considered my superior, who I had strange affairs with and those I usually had just sexual relationships with or ordinary connections. The first of the former was a grand opera: I rescued her from suicide/ We were ‘aware’ of Jesus and the apostles being around us/ She was a schizophrenic and had been locked up once before and ended up during the time I was with her, being locked up again. The second girl also had been diagnosed as Schizophrenic, even though she insisted that she was just a Depressive and had been misdiagnosed (She started reading minds of people at work, when pregnant with her first child - so her husband had her committed/ the second time she became pregnant he kicked her out and she ended up in the same digs as me, confiding that she had a’vision’ in her local church/ We were thrown together by our landlord because all we did was squabble and that night we both heard a loud knock at the door, so I rushed to answer it only to find no-one there and nowhere they could have hidden or run to in the time. This led us to retire out of his parlour and into her bedsitting room , where we made love and a few days later she was taken in by the local vicar, which was what she had wanted in the first place. The third girl had abandoned her family in New Zealand to come to the UK. Because of the other two relationships I was now very distrustful of this kind of situation, so things went slowly. One day as with the first girl, I had this sudden urge to go to her house for no particular reason. I rang the door bell only to hear her voice come from inside saying ‘Oh my God, it’s Tony!’ as I caught in flagrante with someone else. The fourth incident had no paranormal events as I was by this time to distrustful of this type of woman and am now with my present partner.

If you like practicing on psychic targets, you should really enjoy http://www.psychicproject.com

It’s a free online psychic development/testing tool. There are eight targets available at a time (4 objects and four screened and interviewed people). The targets are updated frequently. Once you complete the exercises, it shows you your results with the results of other participant.

If you get a chance to check it, let me know what you think - Mary Kay

The reason for this, or so I reckon, is we’re constantly distracted from noticing what’s going on around and with in us by what I call The Narrator, my term for the internal verbalising part of ‘ourselves’ which we often mistake for our ACTUAL selves supposedly in the process of ‘thinking’.

To me the classic example of this is the one where you’re watching TV, (or whatever) and you suddenly notice yourself getting to your feet.

By way of explanation, you tell yourself you’re going for a leak, but then rather oddly, instead of heading for the bathroom you now suddenly stop, on the way, to make coffee, before finally heading, steaming cup in hand, straight back to the telly, explaining this away to yourself, (filling up with liquid instead of discharging it), by insisting you obviously changed your mind.

But if you watch yourself long enough, and carefully enough, eventually you begin to notice how this process (of telling yourself you’re about to do one thing, before ending up doing something completely different), goes on all the time, accompanied by endless explanations and justifications until, eventually, it becomes so undeniably obvious you end up wondering whether you’ve got a brain tumour, or maybe even going prematurely senile,or something.

But you also begin to notice how, during those times when you’re operating at your optimum, (those occasions when you somehow do completely the right thing without even a moment’s premeditation; or those Big Picture moments when all those confusing irritating little bits of random information suddenly unhesitatingly assemble themselves into a definitive and complete take on a given matter), you don’t actually use such verbal ‘thinking’ at all…almost as if verbal ‘thinking’ to get things done is dispensable, or even irrelevant.

All of which might sound kind of strange - until you recollect that report, (http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2008/04/080414145705.htm), describing that experiment where people’s choices were actually predicted (by monitoring the ‘unconscious’ activity of their brains) 7 seconds before they actually made them.

I.e., while one part of these people’s brain was oohing and aahing, supposedly making up ‘its’ mind about what selection to make, the ‘rest’ of their brain’d already made the decision 7 seconds earlier!

[Something which also reverses the order of things claimed by sceptics hostile to the paranormal, i.e., that people tell themselves they’re seeing UFOs, Sasquatch, ghosts, etc, and then proceed to reinterpret the visual data, accordingly – whereas what this experiment strongly suggests is that people actually look at whatever it is they’re ‘actually’ seeing a good 7 seconds before they actually get around to the matter of deciding just what exactly it is they're seeing!]

Anyway, it’s that bit of the brain, ‘The Narrator’, I reckon, which most of the time is distracting people from noticing much of what is actually going on around (and within) them at any given moment.

Most of the time it’s also, or so I reckon, pointlessly using up brain resources like mental capacity and neurological energy which, if they weren’t being needlessly squandered (on what mostly amounts to various forms of neurosis), could be spared for and redirected to other activities - like making free throws from across the court more than once or twice in a lifetime!

Chunyi Lin does charge the same as a doctor for his healing and he does other services as well — like past life reading, finding lost people, future predictions, long-distance healing, etc. Here’s what the Mayo Clinic doctor Neil Kay says about him:

“I became acquainted with Chunyi Lin approximately seven years ago when I saw him give a talk at a symposium on breast cancer. Since that time I’ve enrolled in two of his classes and learned a lot about qigong from him. And it is clear to me that Chunyi Lin is a very powerful practitioner of this important method of dealing with human energies.”

I haven’t had anything similar happen since I ceased publishing the magazine. It’s as if something stopped paying attention to me when I stopped paying attention to it. Oh well.

I do know that many scientific researchers have a host of strange stories that they keep under wraps for fear that their “public” work wouldn’t be taken seriously.

I suppose I would say your experiences were “impossible” too, but of course I wasn’t there. Perhaps certain instances of things that are impossible (psi) beget other things that are impossible (thing that look like “magic.” This may have something to do with the supposed violation of physical laws that haven’t been revised as yet.

If I could control my psi more, I might be in a better situation, although those who use it for personal gain tend to lose the ability.

If I could control these episodes, I would probably be in a better situation! Although those who use it for monetary gain tend to become less accurate.