As for the whole paranormal/ UFO thing being more than between an individual’s ears - synchronicity is the proof because it shows connection between the two worlds, through phenomena in the real (concrete) world.

Brad’s position being, then, flying saucers, their supposed inhabitants, and so on, are Jinn, ‘electromagnetics’, ultraterrestials, whatever you wan’o call ‘em, a hypothesis you’re not exactly hostile to, yourself, of course.

But if the Earth can be populated by such entities, isn’t it possible other worlds (including the ‘dead’ Moon, Venus, Mars, Saturn, etc.) are? And given the capacities some of these critters seem to exhibit, isn’t it possible they might be able to travel between different worlds, (even if only by means of these “giant magnetic ropes” Nasa’s Themis satellite observes connecting the likes of the Sun and Venus to the Earth)?

Furthermore, since there seems to be evidence suggesting we ourselves are part Jinn, (i.e. that hypothetical part of ourselves often referred to as our spirit or our soul), maybe some of the critters we’ve been encountering weren’t even Jinn but flesh and blood like ourselves conducting their own particular version of Remote Viewing from somewhere on the other side of the Universe - it’d sure explain why some of ‘em seem as confused by us as we are by them.

Maybe, just as there’re accounts of tornadoes supposedly scooping up the likes of fish or frogs, (not to mention the odd Buster Keaton or two), before raining them down elsewhere, there’re ‘electromagnetic’ equivalents of those same tornadoes which scoop up some ‘electromagnetic’ part of ourselves, temporarily - or permanently - depositing them ‘elsewhere’.

For the record, my personal working position is not only is much of the above true, but many planets operating at our ‘level’ are probably constantly visited by, and monitored from, worlds equipped with technologies which make not only billion light year distances or interdimensional barriers irrelevant but also temporal concepts like past, present and future.

p.s.

For some reason I’ve gradually become tickled by the idea of popping up in one of your dreams, a talent ’something’ seems to be developing in me of late, (I was even APPARENTLY somehow enabled to do it twice on someone while they were sleeping and I was awake!).

For some reason there’s often a delay with these things, but the fact you don’t know what I look like should serve as one of the controls if it actually somehow happens.

p.p.s.

I’ll give you a clue: I’m short with a big head and big eyes, but I ain’t coloured gray, but if I’m carrying a bag of oranges, it isn’t me!

Never trust a rabbit!

Those fucking white rabbits, always luring us to follow them to that bottomless hole