Of Sentinel Island Earth and Cosmic India.

In a clip from a recent episode of The Joe Rogan Experience podcast, Rogan was talking with Eric Weinstein, who has a Ph.D. in mathematical physics from Harvard. They were speaking on the subject of UFOs, which always grabs my interest, when Weinstein suddenly brings up North Sentinel Island. Immediately, I got excited, as I’ve often thought of this island in the context of the UFO phenomenon, as I think it may serve as a good metaphor for what our stance might be in the greater cosmic community of extraterrestrial intelligence (ETI). He took that metaphor far further than I ever had, however, and I found myself increasingly fascinated with what he had to say, though it did take repeated listens and a bit of decoding to achieve what I was satisfied constituted a satisfactory understanding.

To understand the metaphor, of course, one has to first understand the history of the island itself, which I find fascinating. North Sentinel Island is a heavily-forested, 23-square-mile island that is part of the Northern Andaman Islands of India. Little is known for certain regarding its inhabitants, the Sentinelese, who have lived in relative isolation from the rest of the planet for the last 60 thousand years, and who have apparently developed very little during that time.

They are described as muscular, dark-skinned people with an average height of five-and-a-half feet, thought to be due to island dwarfism, with an estimated population currently ranging anywhere from between 15 to 400 people. So in short, we haven’t the fucking foggiest clue. They are hunter-gatherers, using spears, bows and arrows to hunt native animals, and also know how to make canoes, which help them to collect seafood such as mud crabs and mollusks, all of which they eat raw. Though they use fire when it occurs naturally, as in the wake of lightning strikes, after which they strive to keep the flames alive for as long as possible, they are not thought to know how to generate fire on their own. They live both in beach huts that house a single family and in larger huts that contain several. It is claimed that they can count only to two, with anything more considered only as our equivalent to “many,” and that though they speak an unknown language, they have no written equivalent.

What few advancements they’ve made over their 60k years of near-solitude have all apparently come as a consequence of the minimal cross-contamination between their relatively static, compartmentalized culture and our ever-developing, interconnected, globalized society, and there are but two general examples, so far as I can tell.

One would be in their tool-making, with upgrades evidently inspired by the metals that have washed up on their shore, which they subsequently used either as weapons in and of themselves or to sharpen their already-present ones. A much more prominent influence, it appears, would fall into the realm of the cultural, inspired by their brief contacts with members of our global culture over the last three centuries, which has seemingly and understandably led to their distaste for all foreigners. Though so far as the historical record reveals this may have initially been but a prejudiced, xenophobic reaction to the unknown, subsequent contacts with us clearly gave them sufficient justification for this attitude.

The earliest recorded contact took place in 1867, when an Indian merchant ship known as the Nineveh crashed on the shores of the island, with the survivors subsequently attacked by bows and arrows. If this was truly their first encounter with the outside world and the tale was conveyed accurately, without censorship or heavy spin, it would indeed amount to reactionary xenophobia on the part of the Sentinelese. If so, however, reinforcement was surely delivered within a little over a decade. According to his book, A History of Our Relations with the Andamanese, British officer Maurice Vidal Portman took a trip to the island in 1888, where, after some days of searching, he came upon and subsequently abducted an elderly woman and man as well as four children, who he then took with him and his team to Port Blair, the capital of South Andaman Island. All six abductees soon fell ill and the elderly two died, prompting him to return the four, sick children to the shores of the island along with gifts.

Although one might credit Portman with his acknowledgment that he had fucked up and for his attempt to atone for his fuck-up by returning the sick children to the island, and one might even excuse his understandable ignorance of the nature of disease given the period he lived in, his act of returning those four, sick children to the island from which they came likely made his actions more devastating to the inhabitants than would have been the case had he merely kept the four children – even if, in the end, they died due to their illness. After all, as we can now with science and reason conclude, the six abductees became ill because they had been isolated from the greater context of the human populace for so long, and as a consequence had been isolated from the diseases that had developed and evolved in that greater, evolutionary context beyond their remote island, and as a consequence they had not developed an immunity towards them. By dropping those sick children back off on that island, assuming those children made their way back to the Sentinelese populace, it’s likely that he introduced diseases to those inhabitants that spread like wildfire, killing them off in great numbers.

Given the tales that those four must have told of their experience, in the eyes of the survivors of what must have undoubtedly constituted a plague among them, their xenophobic reactions towards the survivors of the Nineveh only two decades before would not only have been reinforced, but elevated. I don’t think it a leap to assume that this likely circumstance explains their hostile reactions to subsequent visitors in decades to come – and how even the peaceful reactions with outsiders that have been documented since, which may have led to similar exposure to diseases to which they had no immunity, may have abolished all skepticism among them, and may have solidified such xenophobic reactions among even the most skeptical amidst their populace. This would easily explain the reactions they’ve subsequently had towards the approach of any outsiders, even if not overtly threatened.

In 1956, their susceptibility to diseases towards which they have not been naturally immunized ultimately led to the island being quarantined, as this was when the Indian government issued the Andaman and Nicobar Islands (Protection of Aboriginal Tribes) Regulation. The area around the island was subsequently patrolled by the Indian Navy. While it was now established law that all other peoples of the earth should leave them the fuck alone, I somehow feel certain that all who read this are aware that no aspect of government is capable of perfectly executing their duties. I feel equally certain that you are painfully aware of those who constitute what, under the ever-widening umbrella of legal no-nos, are known as criminals.

At least one legal and understandable exception has been made in recent history, however. In 2004, after an earthquake in the Indian Ocean that claimed the lives of 200 thousand people, the Indian government sent a helicopter to the island to check up on them. Amazingly, the natives appeared fine and dandy and didn’t appreciate their presence in the least. On the absolute contrary, they threw stones, spears, and shot arrows at the helicopters, and the photos taken are pretty wild.

Much as was the case with the crash of the Niveh, there was also an accident that brought outsiders to the island, On January 27, 2006, two Indian fishermen, Sunder Raj and Pandit Tiwari, got drunk while illegally fishing for crabs nearby the island. They failed to respond to warnings from other vessels and their anchor failed during the night, allowing their ship to drift to the shore, where the natives wasted no time attacking them with axes. Their bodies were first put up on bamboo like scarecrows facing the sea and were later buried in shallow graves. Three days later, an Indian coast guard helicopter flew to the island to collect the bodies, but they were greeted with a rain of spears and arrows. Ultimately, the bodies were abandoned.

Despite the sheer weight of history that suggests with considerable strength that the island should be avoided like the plague we constitute to its inhabitants, there was a lone idiot that was nonetheless determined to visit it in November of 2018. This idiot was John Allen Chao, a Christian missionary who paid two fishermen roughly 30 thousand dollars to take him there, where he tried to make contact with the natives several times in order to convert them to his bloody religion. Evidently, his god had taken the day off, for as a result of his religiously-fueled determination he became a human pin cushion, with his body, porcupined with arrows, left there on the shore. The fishermen were later arrested.

At this point, some may be asking: what the bloody hell does this have to do with UFOs and aliens? As it turns out, at least potentially, quite a fucking bit.

When Weinstein brought up the island, he emphasized that while it is presently owned by the Indian government, the Sentinelese haven’t the foggiest clue that India even exists, let alone that they and their island are claimed by it. Nor are they aware that the Indian government has declared their island off-limits to any outsiders, with the Indian border patrol enforcing a 5-mile no-trespassing zone around it. What he was suggesting, of course, is that some galactic equivalent of India may similarly claim ownership over “our” island Earth, unbeknownst to us, and may also be enforcing such a quarantine, patrolling the area around our planet or even our star system in an effort to keep outsiders away.

He isn’t alone in proposing this hypothesis, either. As a matter of fact, what he’s implying is a well-known proposed solution to what is popularly referred to as the Fermi Paradox – the apparent contradiction that arises out of the fact that assuming ETI exists, we should have had direct, overt, public, and incontrovertible evidence for their existence by now. We should have been visited by them or detected radio signals from them, and yet there is allegedly no evidence that we have. While there have been countless proposed solutions to the Fermi Paradox, a popular solution is what is commonly known as the Zoo Hypothesis. Here it is posited that a group of ETI has claimed ownership of the earth, maybe even our entire star system, and quarantined the area so as to allow for an uncontaminated, natural evolution and development of life on our planet – yet they have kept close tabs on us, observing us through covert surveillance, rendering our planet a more high-tech, superintelligent version of a zoo or nature reserve. In other words, the ETI is serving as the galactic equivalent to India with Earth constituting the cosmic analogue to Sentinel Island, as Weinstein suggested.

So within the context of this hypothesis, how does one explain UFO sightings, let alone encounters – particularly alien abductions? To my pleasant surprise, Weinstein continues with the analogy to address this very fact, pointing out that much as in the case of Sentinel Island, not everyone is apt to abide by this interstellar law. Another possibility is the Leaky Embargo Hypothesis put forth by Dr. Hal Puthoff, where multiple ETI may have agreed to keep us quarantined, but that this embargo has “leaks” in it where they and their craft are occasionally seen and, despite the induced amnesia, abductions are occasionally recalled.

Assuming such a quarantine was established, however, why would such galactic India do so? There are many potential reasons, as it turns out, and one has already been covered: vulnerability to disease.

While Weinstein didn’t go so deep into the comparison, at least during the referenced podcast, it’s possible that bacteria and viruses from an ETI could indeed affect the human species if contact was made, and for the same reason that Portman’s Sentenaleze abductees fell ill: we have been largely isolated from the greater cosmic community and so have not built up any immunity to these diseases among them that they have. There are even suggestions this has actually occurred in two cases of UFO crashes, specifically the Roswell crash of 1947 and the 1996 crash in Varginha, Brazil. In an anecdote provided by the late Glen Dennis, he had visited a nurse at the hospital in Roswell shortly after the discovery of the crash, where she and the others in the room grew violently ill from exposure to the dead alien bodies and their horrific odor. Similarly, many became ill and even died after exposure to living alien beings encountered in the wake of the Varginha, Brazil crash, which was also associated with a horrific odor.

While it is possible that the spread of disease is one reason Earth may be quarantined from the galactic community, if so, it is unlikely to be the only reason, in my opinion. After all, no such ill effects have been reported in UFO cases known as Close Encounters of the Third Kind, which include but are not limited to what is popularly known as alien abductions. Given such encounters are clearly intentional, and that crashes of their craft and exposure to their occupants, living or dead, at least appear on the surface to have been unintentional, the suggestion would be that they have means of interacting with us that do not expose us to such alien viruses and bacteria – and perhaps simultaneously do not expose them to earthly ones.

Aside from disease, however, there are other potential reasons for such a quarantine. As often cited in UFO circles, there is a small section in the 1960 NASA-commissioned report formally entitled Proposed Studies on the Implications of Peaceful Space Activities for Human Affairs, though typically referred to as simply The Brooking Report, which suggested that, much like historical encounters between more-advanced and lesser-advanced societies on our own planet, overt, officially-confirmed, public knowledge of ETI may destabilize or even obliterate our society. Assuming the ETI give a shit about such matters, this could be another reason they may have put us under planetary quarantine.

They may even have a historical precedent here with respect to our island earth and our species specifically.

Given we don’t know when this quarantine was established, this doesn’t discount the possibility that, throughout human history, some ETI may have established brief or even long-term colonies here on our precious, cosmic island. It is possible, even likely, that many such encounters, if they happened, met with violence from humans, which would make the effects of contact resonate perfectly with the Sentenaleze comparison. However, it is equally possible that those historically distant encounters resulted in the equivalent of what we now call Cargo Cults. This is to say that maybe over time, after the planetary quarantine was established, these contacts evolved into tall tales and inspired ritualistic behavior, thereby explaining our current conceptions of angels, demons, gods, and devils. Maybe, “as ancient astronaut theorists suggest,” this even explains some of the mind-boggling stone structures that still stand today, however, degraded they might be in some cases by the relentless sands of time. Maybe it explains the more shoddy attempts at mimicry of those stone structures that followed.

If this was indeed the case, once the cosmic community – the alien equivalent of India – came to possess the earth, they realized the damage these historical contacts had done to our species or the unwanted influence the “cargo cult” mythologizing had had on our culture, and so they enforced the quarantine and began the covert surveillance. And so over time our civilization arose, grew, and developed – mostly in isolation, though not without the influence of our history with the alien others, however mythologized those relationships might be by the sands of time, as well as the effects of those criminals that still managed to slip through the cracks in their security and interact with the often barbarous inhabitants of this wonderful space-rock.

It is equally or additionally possible that they desire to quarantine us so as to study and even experiment on humans and other earthen animals genetically, psychologically, and sociologically, taking advantage of our state of isolation, which would, as the zoo hypothesis blatantly suggests, make the earth the equivalent to a planetary-wide zoo and perhaps even a laboratory for ETI. John Allen Ball, a former MIT Haystack Observatory scientist, proposed what is considered a variant or extension of the Zoo Hypothesis, where the earth is used by the aforementioned galactic community as a laboratory, subjecting the planetary species in question to various experiments, both individually, in groups, and as a planetary community.

While he never stated it explicitly, in his conversation with Rogan, Weinstein revealed that, at the very least, he has invested quite a deal of thought into this possibility. What would this be like from the perspective of the human species? This is where Weinstein dives in head-first, exploring the hypothesis with passion, however vague he is in how he expresses it. Here, he says, the human species would come face to face with what he calls the Doubly Scientific Method, to which we — even our greatest, most intelligent, most educated scientists – are utterly unfamiliar.

When it comes to the conventional scientific method, Weinstein explains, there is always the hidden, unspoken assumption that, whether the target of our study is rocks or an octopus, we’re more intelligent than that which we’re studying, and all else is down the intelligence scale.

“And what do we do? We disguise ourselves, we create artificial environments. We do all sorts of crazy things based on the fact that we’re smarter than what we study, from everything from rocks to orcas. The Doubly Scientific Method says, okay, assume you’re studying a rat in a maze – but you, yourself, are the rat in somebody else’s maze. … you have to assume that whatever is studying you is hiding from you the way you are hiding from your subjects. So if you see somebody in a Duck Blind, for example, and he’s studying ducks, you understand that somebody may be hiding from [him in the same way].”

In other words, Weinstein’s Doubly Scientific Experiment suggests that alien scientists of a higher order may be studying human beings, even human scientists. What Weinstein didn’t care to explore, at least as evidenced in the clips I’ve watched, is how human scientists might manage to successfully study the alien scientists that are presumably studying them. He may have avoided this question, deliberately or unconsciously, because effectively studying them may be impossible – through science, anyway. Our only hopes in gaining a true understanding as to their nature and objectives may come through another field, and this suggestion came to be when what he had to say brought me back to the written words of another scientist – the astronomer, computer scientist, and ufologist Jacques Vallée.

In his 1979 book, Messengers of Deception, Vallée details a discussion he had with a retired US Intelligence officer he calls “Major Murphy” (though he is quick to point out that Murphey is of a higher rank than implied by his pseudonym), who argued that UFOs were not a “scientific” problem. Rather than science, he insisted, the study of the UFO phenomenon belonged in Intelligence, which is to say counterespionage – his own field of expertise. To further articulate what he meant, Murphy explained to Vallee how “science had certain rules. For example, it has to assume that the phenomenon it is observing is natural in origin rather than artificial and possibly biased,” which is precisely what Weinstein pointed out. Murphy then went on to explain the distinction in this approach to Vallée:

“You are a scientist. In science there is no concept of the ‘price’ of information. Suppose I gave you 95 percent of the data concerning a phenomenon. You’re happy because you know 95 per cent of the phenomenon. Not so in Intelligence. If I get 95 percent of the data, I know this is the ‘cheap’ part of the information. I still need the other 5 percent, but I will have to pay a much higher price to get it. You see, Hitler had 95 per cent of the information about the landing in Normandy. But he had the wrong 95 per cent! … If [the forces behind the UFO phenomenon] know what they’re doing, there will be so many cutouts between you and them that you won’t have the slightest chance of tracing your way to the truth. Not by following up sightings and throwing them into a computer. They will keep feeding you the information they want you to process. What is the only source of data about the UFO phenomenon? It is the UFOs themselves!”

Murphy then recommended that Vallee “look for the irrational, the bizarre, the elements that do not fit” if he truly desired to ascertain the truth. Vallee took his advice and ultimately began to wonder if it was ETI we were dealing with after all. While he has never outright dismissed the Extraterrestrial Hypothesis (ETH) to my knowledge, he did invest a great deal of time exploring what we might call the extradimensional or Interdimensional Hypothesis (IDH). In other words, he considered that these creatures may not be entirely physical in nature but rather be native to higher spatial dimensions of our own universe or native to a parallel universe altogether. Weinstein also speculates on this possibility. While I find both their speculations intriguing, creative, and well-worth consideration, at present I simply don’t buy into them – at least to the exclusion of the ETH.

My perspective is that while, from an angle, they could be considered an Interdimensional Intelligence (IDI), so could human beings. All throughout our history we have had experiences – out-of-body experiences, astral projections, clairvoyance, telepathy, psychokinesis, contacts with the dead, reincarnation, etc – which are typically experienced spontaneously, even if consistently throughout the life of a particular individual. To me, this implies that humans would also constitute IDI, though we are clearly less adept at exploiting that aspect of ourselves, and so it strikes me as obvious that a more-advanced ETI (who, like us, would also constitute an IDI) would have incorporated this into their knowledge, integrated this into their scientific understanding, and come to exploit this in their technology. Even so, they are physical beings just as we are, and so derive from a physical planet – in both cases, just as is the case with us, and so ETI seems the most logical designation for them.

Extending the Sentinel Island analogy even further, however, Weinstein then asks, in the aforementioned Rogan podcast, what would happen if India were to suddenly notice peculiar and alarming phenomena on or emanating from Sentinel Island. Stretching your imagination now to the extremes: What if India suddenly began detecting radio signals coming from the area? A mushroom cloud? What if rather than mere canoes, they began building much larger boats that began exploring the greater territory around the island?

In other words, what if, in what we call our 20th century, the galactic community noticed that we had developed radar, V-2 rockets, and atomic weapons?

In such a case, Weinstein suggests, Cosmic India would conclude that their approach to Sentinel Island Earth would have to change in accordance with the disturbing feedback they were receiving. If nothing else, the suggestions that Sentinel Island Earthlings had detonated a nuclear bomb would probably inspire Cosmic India to pay stop perceiving us as a primitive society and pay closer attention, as countless ufologists (who so far as I can tell have been inspired by the thoughts of nuclear physicist and ufologist Stanton Friedman) have pointed out. In their eyes, it is at this point that we would have crossed a crucial threshold in the development of technologically-capable intelligent life and entered some liminal zone betwixt planet-bound infants and truly spacefaring adults. We would be cosmic adolescents to them, naive yet powerful teenagers bursting with potential that could ultimately manifest as either dangerous pests to them (if we did not manage to annihilate ourselves and most of the life on our home planet first) or, perhaps with the right guidance, prove to be a worthy addition to the greater cosmic community.

In either case, it is at this point Cosmic India would begin the process of making contact with the residents of Sentinel Island Earth. Though he does not detail the means by which they would make overt contact, I think it’s a safe bet they would do so through a process of incremental acclimation to their presence, and I think the modern history of the UFO phenomenon strongly suggests that this is exactly what has been happening.

Bootleg Memories: On the Nature and Structure of Soul-Recycling.

I. OF DOPS & CHILDREN OF CORT.

The late Dr. Ian Stevenson, MD, was a biochemist, professor of psychiatry, and ultimately the head of the Division of Perceptual Studies (DOPS) at the University of Virginia School of Medicine. There he spent some forty years investigating roughly three thousand cases of children who appeared to remember former lives, which he called Cases of the Reincarnation Type (CORT). This led to his publication of several books on the subject, all of which were geared toward the scientific community. Tom Schroeder’s book Old Souls, in which the author accompanies Stevenson on some trips to investigate these children, finally brought his studies to the attention of the public. He died in 2007 at 88 years of age, though the intriguing work he began has thankfully continued.

Child psychiatrist Dr. Jim Tucker, MD, worked with Stevenson for some time until taking over his role as director of DOPS upon Stevenson’s retirement in 2002. While he continues Stevenson’s efforts to sway the scientific community into taking the subject seriously, he is certainly more geared toward introducing the subject to the general public and exploring more cases based in the US. Tucker has spoken about the research in print and media and published an overview of the research in his 2005 book, Life Before Life. He subsequently published Return to Life in 2013 and another, in 2021, entitled Before: Children’s Memories of Previous Lives, which combined both books.

Throughout Stevenson’s investigations, his attitude and strategies remained as scientific and methodical as could be possible given the subject matter. Unlike most of those you hear about who explore apparent past life memories, for instance, he didn’t rely on regression hypnosis — a big plus, since many psychologists and the like scoff at hypnosis as an accurate means of retrieving memory, even when confined to a single lifetime. Instead, he interviewed young children from India, Burma, Thailand, West Africa, Turkey, Lebanon, Syria, and North America, all of whom spontaneously recalled past lives. He also interviewed their birth families and the families they insisted they formerly belonged to, sought out autopsy reports to confirm the mode of death, and utilized psychological tests and questionnaires. In his analysis of the cases, he sought out conventional explanations such as fraud, fantasy, cryptomnesia, and paramnesia. Having eliminated these possibilities, he would then consider various paranormal processes. Eliminating all else, there was reincarnation, which he concluded was the best explanation for the majority of the studied cases.

A common objection was that most of the cultures in which cases were found have some sort of belief in reincarnation, but the cases Stevenson has accumulated don’t seem to align with the cultural beliefs prevalent in the cultures in question. On the contrary, many cases seem to run into direct opposition as to what the religion believes in regard to the who, what, when, where, and why of life, death, and rebirth. I found this pattern continued throughout the two seasons of a television show called The Ghost Inside My Child, unassociated with DOPS, in which the parents of young children from the US claimed to have lived former lives, and even the period between lives, often the despite growing up in the context of various forms of Christianity.

With respect to DOPS, requirements for a case to be considered strong evidence for the existence of reincarnation involve the subject’s statements correctly corresponding to events in the life of only one deceased person (which they call the “previous personality,” and which for entirely immature reasons I refuse to abbreviate). They also seek out cases in which the two families had no previous knowledge of one another or the subjects’ statements were recorded before verification. Families will often be inspired or driven by a child to find the family of a previous personality before investigators get to them, but when that is not the case, the investigators investigate cases within a few weeks or months of their development. Aside from studying individual cases, they also subject groups of cases to analysis, which allows them to compare cases within a culture as well as cross-culturally.

Tucker has continued this effort as well. In his aforementioned book, Life Before Life, he gives results from their as-yet-unfinished computerized database, which had less than half of the case files they studied at the time of its writing. For instance, from this we know that the median age of death reported in CORT is 28, the median distance between the place of death and the place of rebirth is 14 kilometers, and the median interval between death and rebirth of the subject is sixteen months.

In other words, most of them died young, more than half the time violently, and neither waited too long nor traveled too far before completing what we might describe as the cosmic recycling process of consciousness. While some may interpret this to mean that the factors of dying a violent death and dying young are what compelled their reincarnation, as they had more life to live or had unfinished business to attend to, it could just as easily be the case that we all experience reincarnation and that these factors, particularly the emotional intensity of the memories regarding their violent death, merely made those in CORT more apt than most to recall aspects of their past lives.

II. AN AUTOPSY OF EXOSOMATIC MEMORIES.

What CORT suggests, if nothing else, is that memory is not dependent on the body; as a consequence, these cases suggest what we might call exosomatic memories. While the DOPS does not categorize them as such, it seems to me that the evidence of reincarnation amassed in their studies falls into three general categories of long-term memory: explicit memory, implicit memory, and what we might call, if only for lack of a better term, morphological memory.

Explicit memory, often referred to as declarative memory, deals with the conscious recollection of events and the data gleaned from and so associated with those events. It is subcategorized into episodic memory, or the memory of sensory events, and semantic memory, or the memory of the associated knowledge.

Typically in CORT, explicit memories are the first to arrive, or at the very least the first to be identified by others. Globally, the children in these cases often first begin speaking about events of their former lives as soon as they develop the capacity to speak, which is to say between two and five years of age, with the average standing at 35 months. Some children seem to retain these memories regardless as to their state of mind, whereas others only seem capable of doing so when in a relaxed, trancelike state, with amnesia often setting in once they snap out of it, and quite abruptly in some cases.

These bootleg, episodic memories typically include their death and the events surrounding it, and this may first surface in recurring nightmares. As mastery of the native language grows, the kid will continue to spill details of people, places, and events associated with the previous personality, though now they tend to become more elaborate. Sometimes they recall the life of a member of the family or friend of the family, but in other cases, an absolute stranger, and details that the child reports are subsequently verified once the individual’s family, friends, death certificate, autopsy reports, and other information are located. In many cases, the children’s stories are found to match the life of the deceased individual they claim to be with incredible accuracy, and far before being introduced to the family of the dead. They also recognize people, places, and objects that were familiar to the previous personality. While some of these children manage to hold onto their memories longer, perhaps all the way to adulthood, the memories most often begin fading around five years of age, vanishing altogether by the age of eight. They tend to stop speaking about past lives at an average of 72 months.

Semantic memory often manifests as information provided by the subject about their former life, though this is not typically data ultimately stemming from a single episodic memory. Though rare, there are also instances in which these children have displayed xenoglossy, or the ability to speak in a language they should not know – a form of semantic memory.

Around the time they begin speaking about their past lives, strange behaviors are also noted in the child – behaviors that don’t seem to make sense in the context of the present or past conditions of their present life, though it all makes perfect sense when placed in the context of the previous life that the child claims to have had. These are what are known as implicit memories –  a kind of memory you don’t consciously recall but rather unconsciously and automatically enact or experience. Think of the mannerisms and expressions we use, the body postures we hold, the way we handle our voice, how we respond to specific stimuli, what phobias or philias we have, and all of our talents and passions: all of that is bound up in what is known as implicit memory.

In about a third of the cases the subjects in early childhood exhibit phobias or aversions which almost always directly correspond to the way in which the previous personality died. These phobias may be related to the instrument that killed them, the mode of death, or the site at which they claim to have died. Those who drowned will fear being immersed in water. Those who were shot to death will fear guns and loud noises akin to a gunshot. The kind of phobias, in other words, that are not difficult to imagine given the circumstances surrounding their death.

The subject may also exhibit the polar opposite of phobias, however – what Stevenson called philias, but which could also be referred to as fetishes, obsessions, fixations, attachments, or addictions stemming from a previous life. They may, for instance, display homesickness and an apparent inability to let go of their previous lifestyles and circumstances, demanding that they be taken to their “real” home and to their “real” parents, husbands, wives, mistresses, or children. They may beg to be taken to their “real home,” attempt to run away to do it themselves, or even accuse their present parents of kidnapping them. They may have cravings for alcohol, tobacco, or other drugs that the previous personality had been addicted to. They may be attracted to certain clothes, music, or foods related to their previous incarnation. In at least one case, there is allegedly also a suggestion that even their handwriting style may carry over. Children will also often act out their previous occupations, reenact death scenes, and even seek vengeance upon their killers.

They may also exhibit “sexual precocity,” specifically towards romantic or sexual partners of the previous personality. Those born into a body that is the opposite sex of their previous incarnation, Stevenson says, almost always develop gender dysphoria, where they cross-dress or behave like the opposite sex. This may fade over time; if not, he said, the personality becomes homosexual – and though he did not mention it, I feel that it would explain those who are legitimately transgender even better. Sometimes the reborn insist that their names be changed to the names they had in their former life — or, for those who switched biological sex in their present incarnation, they will prefer the other-sex forms of their previous names.

Most astounding of all, perhaps, is that the children may also display strange talents carried over from their previous incarnation. In an interview with Omni, Stevenson commented on how it was relatively easy to explain away the talents of, for instance:

“.. such composers as Bach, Mozart, and Beethoven, all of whose fathers were fine musicians. But what about George Frederic Handel? His family had no discernible interest in music; his father even sternly discouraged it. Or take the cases of Elizabeth Fry, the prison reformer, and Florence Nightingale, the founder of modern nursing. Both had to fight for their chosen callings from childhood onward. One can find endless examples that are difficult to explain given our current theories. But if one accepts the possibility of reincarnation, one can entertain the idea that these children are demonstrating strong likes, dislikes, skills, and even genius that are the logical results of previous experiences. I have found some children with skills that seem to be carried over from a previous life.”

Lastly, there is what I call morphological memory, which deals with the form and appearance of the body, which serves as a reference point and structure for all other forms of memory: when we recall explicit memories, specifically episodic memories, we necessarily experience it through the body as it was at the time; when we enact implicit memory, specifically procedural memory, it certainly involves the body as it was at the time.

Morphological memory manifests in CORT in two major areas.

The first arises out of the fact that sometimes the physical appearance of the subject roughly corresponds to the physical appearance of the previous personality, particularly with respect to facial architecture. The idea seems to be most passionately pursued by one Walter Semkiw, MD, though his research doesn’t seem to be very grounded in my eyes. More convincing is the specific case of one Jeffrey J. Keene, an Assistant Fire Chief who lives in Westport, Connecticut. He has come to believe he’s the reincarnation of John B. Gordon, who was a Confederate General of the Army of Northern Virginia during the American Civil War. Though Keene was not investigated by Ian Stevenson, as with many of Stevenson’s cases Keene and Gordon share physical marks that correspond to one another. Namely, there are six places on Keene’s body where he has either cluster veins, scars, or other markings that correspond to the wounds that Gordon suffered during the Civil War. More important, however, is the incredible likeness between the two in terms of physical appearance.

While Stevenson didn’t focus on this aspect of his cases, he has noted it. When he did follow-up studies years later on some of the children he had previously interviewed, what he found was that they had grown to bear a striking similarity to the physical appearances of the adults they claim to have been in a former life.

One aspect of morphological memory that he did focus on, however, are birthmarks and deformities of his subjects that were found to correspond with wounds and mutilations, in both appearance and location, of the body of the previous personality. In order to confirm this correlation between wounds and birthmarks or deformities, he often has to rely on the memories of surviving friends or relatives regarding the exact locations of the wounds, though in many other cases, he’s been able to get a hold of autopsy and medical records.

Though birthmarks are quite common, he focuses on those that bear an “elevated nevus” – a three-dimensional area that is either depressed, elevated, or puckered – and not merely the typical discoloration. He claims that they are indistinguishable from the scars of healed wounds. Some such birthmarks he’s studied have been found to correspond to bullet wounds (entry and exit, which is just weird) or stab wounds that were the cause of the death of the former body. Sometimes it’s more than a birthmark, though: it’s a deformity. He spoke of children with deformed limbs or even missing toes or fingers who claimed to remember being murdered in a past life, and that the killer had removed these toes or fingers in the process.

These birthmarks and deformities don’t always relate to the mode of death, however. He also has cases in which they correspond to injuries or marks from surgeries that happened at some point close to the time of death. There was, for instance, the case of a boy who lost his fingers in a machine accident, died of an unrelated illness the following year, and was born without those fingers on his right hand. Even more curious are cases that Tucker refers to as “experimental birthmarks.”  As is a practice apparently common in some Asian countries, a person will mark a dying body in hopes that it will show up on the body the individual takes on in the proceeding incarnation. A family member or close friend will make a mark on a dead or dying person with ash, paste, or something similar, believing that when the person is reborn in another body — within the same family, it is usually suspected — that person will bear the same mark in the form of a birthmark and so be identifiable as the previous individual.

Even more amazing are the allegedly profound psychological as well as physical healings that take place in some of these cases. While, as formerly mentioned, DOPS doesn’t deal with past life memories recalled under hypnosis, many such cases in which an individual underwent hypnosis to face apparently past life traumas have cured them of debilitating phobias and other psychological ailments. It doesn’t stop at merely psychological ailments, either.

Take, for instance, the case of Edward Austrian, son of Patricia and Donald Austrian. He had a fear of rain — particularly ”dark, gray, drizzly, damp days,” his mother said — from the time he was about one year of age. He also had chronic throat problems, which he referred to as ”my shot.” Eventually, this throat problem was revealed to be a large, noticeable cyst in his throat, and the doctors decided to remove his tonsils as the first step in surgery. After the surgery at age four, Ed confessed to his parents that he had been an 18-year-old soldier named James during the First World War. He explained in detail how he had made his way through the mud in the rain and cold, how he held his heavy rifle, how he saw a field of trees, and, beyond that, deathly desolation. And he explained then how he had heard a shot ring out behind him, and how the bullet had evidently gone through someone else and then hit him in the back of the neck, after which he felt his throat fill up with blood. After he had broken the ice and could talk about the matter freely with his parents, his fear of rain vanished, as did the cyst — to the amazement of his doctor, Steven Levine, as well as Ed’s own father, who was a doctor as well.

While Stevenson has remarked that these past life memories have benefited the children who have recalled them very little, according to his own investigations, and in his eyes often quite to the contrary, the case of Edward Austrian would seem to suggest otherwise. The implication, in this case, is that if an individual can recall their previous lives, accept them, work through the trauma, and confess the experience to trusted and suitably compassionate individuals, it can not only be psychologically transformative to such individuals but perhaps even inspire physical healing,

III. ON THE NATURE OF THE PSYCHOSPORE.

In the midst of his research into CORT, Stevenson realized that if these cases did indeed constitute evidence of reincarnation, then some nonphysical medium must necessarily exist that was capable of carrying what I call the explicit, implicit, and morphological memories of an individual from one life to the next, and for this reason he gave birth to the notion of a psychospore.

In the field of astral projections, OBEs, Apparitions of the Living, and NDEs, this “psychospore” goes under other names, among them the subtle body, which I’ve personally adopted, if only out of convenience. Some of those who report OBEs, particularly when they have the experience frequently, describe the subtle body as existing both in and around the physical body, roughly corresponding to what many clairvoyants describe as the aura or energy field they perceive as existing in and around all living beings. An OBE occurs, then, when the subtle body to some degree detaches from the physical body, though even when traveling a long distance it becomes clear from the reports of their experiences that they somehow remain partially attached to the physical body, as noises or other things occurring to the physical body or in its physical surroundings can prematurely end the exosomatic excursion. In this light, NDEs would constitute coming to the very edge of severance before snapping back like elasticity to the physical – and death would then constitute the permanent and complete detachment of the subtle body from the physical body in question.

What the morphological memory aspect of CORT suggests is that a two-way avenue of influence between the subtle body and physical body exists, but that the dynamic changes over the course of corporeal existence. The older one gets, in other words, the more the physical body has an influence on the subtle body, whereas, in youth, the physical body seems more sensitive to the influence of the subtle body – to the point that the subtle form serves as a sort of template or blueprint for physical development. I can only assume the reason resides in the fact that the subtle body is incredibly sensitive and responsive to consciousness and that the older one gets, the more one tends to identify with the physical body they inhabit. There seems no other way to explain the likenesses between the facial architecture of an individual and who they recall having been in a previous life, or how death wounds and mutilations, surgeries, and “experimental birthmarks” can carry over as birthmarks and deformities in the new body. In addition, it also helps explains ghost encounters, apparitions of the living, and even the reports of some of those who experience OBEs.

When in their subtle bodies, I’ve personally noted that OBErs describe taking on one of three forms that correspond to how living individuals having encounters with ghosts describe their appearance. I call these three forms the Orb, the Mass, and the Apparition.

The Orb is when the exosomatic individual experiences their “body” as merely a point of awareness, sometimes one that can see in all directions simultaneously. In ghost encounters, this involves coming into contact with what is described as a transparent or glowing orb or sphere of light. Many intriguing videos and photographs have been captured of such Orbs, though others are clearly dust particles.

The Mass is when the exosomatic individual experiences his body as an ambiguous, fluid form and is seen by external observers as an amorphous blob, clump, or stream of fluid smoke.

Lastly, they can manifest as an Apparition, which is to say in a humanoid form, and while from the perspective of the exosomatic individual, it would seem that it’s all the same, from the perspective of observers, this clearly comes in degrees. At one extreme it can take the form of a three-dimensional shadow, but it can also take on the physical characteristics the person has or had during life, complete with clothing, and can appear as a partial apparition, manifesting just part of the body, or a complete, full-body apparition. It may be transparent or it may take on a solidified appearance as if a truly physical individual were standing before you, and in some bizarre cases seeming physical contact apparently indistinguishable from actual physical contact can even take place between the apparition and a living, embodied individual.

It is in the case of apparitions that some rare nay-sayers tend to have a field day in mocking such experiences. I have heard some point out that ghosts not only appear as they did during life but also wear clothes – a fact usually referenced in the context of an attempt to discredit such experiences. Never have I heard it pointed out that, from the perspective of OBErs, there is also the matter of their sense perception being just as it would be if they were experiencing the world through the sense organs of the physical, human body, even when they are not in Apparitional form.

What these two observations – and in fact, all three forms of the exosomatic, be they biologically living or dead – seem to imply is that the subtle body or “psychospore” is sensitive and as a result responsive to consciousness. The Orb represents the exosomatic individual in a highly-focused, active state, and the Mass the exosomatic individual in a state more akin to relaxed free-association and mental wandering. The state of the Apparition, however, would first imply some background, namely that during physical life the subtle body gets conditioned by its experiences in and through the physical body – and secondly, it would imply that the aforementioned conditioning has been so redundant and intense (as one would suspect) that even during an OBE (be one biologically alive or dead) that the subtle body often tends to default to that conditioned form, complete with its trappings, particularly when attempting to make contact with physical surroundings or embodied individuals. This would help explain why when complete apparitions appear they appear as they commonly did during life (repetition) and/or as they did at the time of death (emotional intensity), often manifesting the wounds given to them through the death experience as well. This may also influence one’s desire to reincarnate into a similar (which is to say human) form, but it also seems to affect the development of one’s specific physical appearance once reincarnated.

III. LAPPING FROM THE RIVER LETHE.

Accepting both the subtle body and reincarnation as a reality, however, leaves many questions in the wake, and serves to give those questions emphasis. Two such questions I’ll explore here both involve memory.

Firstly, why is it that most people don’t have access to explicit memories of their former lives, and even the children that do typically forget those memories as they grow older?

One possibility I find to be likely is that amnesia for previous lives serves as a survival strategy for the individual in the present psychological and social context. For some eleven to fourteen years, after all, the human infant is kept in the “second womb” of the home or tribe, mainly around the mother, to ensure survival, growth, and adaptation to the circumstances in which they were born. Here, the infant is not only nourished with food, water, and protection but provided with intellectual and emotional sustenance and behavioral training that allows the child to acquire the skills necessary for their eventual birth from that second womb. In this light, one could easily imagine that recalling previous existences or even the major portion of one’s present life would serve to hinder more than help, perhaps even constituting a direct threat to proper development. Implicit memory and morphological memory remain, of course, but explicit memories just get in the way, so they get buried in our minds.

To look at it from another angle, it may just be a far broader manifestation of the mechanism in our brains that allow us to screen out other conversations and chatter in a crowded restaurant so as to hone in on the conversation we are having with the person on the opposite side of our own table. In other words, our brains focus on our immediate needs and screen out all that is irrelevant to that end. Amnesia regarding former lives has survival value, so it constitutes a successful adaptation in an evolutionary context.

If that is the case, at least for most people, then the question becomes why some of us remember our previous lives at all.

One possible reason might reside in the fact that in 61% of Stevenson’s case files, the subject remembered a violent death (and a sudden one, of course, as violent deaths are typically unexpected by nature). Finding that the roughly 40% of cases in which the subject died of natural death too vague of a category, in his work 20 Cases of Reincarnation, Stevenson further divided natural deaths into four groups: (1) those who died suddenly, within a day or so of presumed health, (2) those who died young, which is to say under twelve years of age, (3) those who died with unfinished business – a mother dying, leaving children behind; debts to pay off or collect – and, last but not least, (4) those that died and, having been reborn, were intent on “continuing business,” which involves being in a state of ambition at the time of death that then carries over into the subsequent life.

Combinations of these five factors can be found in the majority of Stevenson’s cases. In all cases, be the deaths natural or violent, then, we could say that the individuals died with lives they naturally would consider to be incomplete.

This may also help explain why the past life memories collected by DOPS are predominantly “near-sighted”, which is to say that the children can recall with most clarity things that had happened closest to the time of death. This makes sense if you think about it. During life, we are pretty much the same way in regards to the history of our current lifetime: we remember most clearly events closest to us in a temporal sense or closest to us in an emotional sense. Certainly, such a violent means of expiration is close to the individual in both a temporal and emotional sense, and perhaps, therefore, triumphs over the amnesia that would have otherwise set in.

If this is the case, however, we might wonder why most of those children who do recall their past lives nonetheless fail to recall the interim between their lives – and, of course, why some of us do.

After all, in Steveson’s case files the average space of time between death and rebirth is usually about 15 months, and it’s rarely over three years, so surely something happens in the intervening period. So what happens? It’s not just that I haven’t read of many cases myself, either: in an interview, Stevenson explained how this is typical of many of the cases of reincarnation he researches. The children act as if they were leading the former life one moment and then, all of a sudden, poof, they wake up as a baby without warning. Adults trapped in little bodies.

Take the case of two-year-old Celal Kapan, a young Turkish boy in one of Ian Stevenson’s case files, who, almost as soon as he had mastered the language, asked his parents a peculiar question.

“What am I doing here? I was at the port.”

As he grew older, he would come to detail how he had been a dock worker and how he had fallen asleep one day in the cargo hold of a ship. While asleep, a crane operator, not knowing he had been there, was loading the ship and had dropped a heavy oil drum on him. He couldn’t understand what had happened, as it certainly hadn’t killed him — he wasn’t dead, after all. So how had he all of a sudden come to be here, with this strange family, in this strange body?

One hypothesis compares the interim period to a dream. We may remember a dream immediately upon awakening, but it slowly fades from our grasp the longer we are awake. Even so, we can remember quite clearly what happened the day prior. So it’s quite possible that those like Kapan did indeed have an intermission experience, even if they could not access those memories naturally, as they did when it came to their former life.

Some of us, however, tend to have good dream recall. Similarly, there are a minority of CORT cases, which DOPS has designated as Cases of the Reincarnation Type with memories of the Intermission between lives (CORT-I), where children not only recall their past lives but also recall the period between death and rebirth. This is where we shall turn our attention next.

IV. OF CORPOREAL COMMERCIAL BREAKS.

Jim Tucker and Poonam Sharma explored CORT-I in their paper, unambiguously entitled Cases of the Reincarnation Type with Memories from the Intermission Between Lives. At the time of the paper, of the some 1200 CORT cases which had been fed into their database, 276 qualified as CORT-I, and it was upon this that they based this paper. Tucker later expanded on the subject in his 2005 book, Life Before Life.

The paper was based on a study of 35 Burmese children in the CORT-I category, from which they identified a pattern and subsequently developed what they called a “three-stage temporal scheme” to outline how these intermission experiences tend to unfold. Though they emphasized that this was only preliminary, that not all subjects experienced every stage, that there may be changes in the sequence in some cases, and that “while the specific imagery may be culture-specific” (presumably in reference to experiences in “another realm,” a subject explored below), comparisons suggested that these three stages were applicable not just to the aforementioned Burmese cases, but to cases from all across the world.

While they did not emphasize it in the aforementioned paper, it’s also important to understand that at every stage the subject may also have intermission memories that involve them being in “terrestrial” locations and/or in “another realm,” which summons associations with related areas of paranormal study, particularly reports of out of body experiences (OBEs), ghost encounters, and Near Death Experiences (NDEs).

1. TRANSITIONAL STAGE.

In the first, Transitional Stage, the “discarnate” earn their title and must deal with the struggles inherent in emotionally detaching themselves from the previous lifetime. For some, this may involve the fundamental issue of coming to terms with the fact that one is dead. For others, this may be evident to them early on. They may hang around the body, and even witness their own funeral. Sometimes they hang around the family for a time or remain around the death site. Attempts at contacting loved ones may be made, often (though curiously, not always) attempts that prove futile, or they may find themselves driven away by the grief of their loved ones. Often this stage meets its end when they encounter an elder who guides them to an area that essentially becomes their residence for the length of their stay during the intermission period.

This stage brings to mind Elisabeth Kübler-Ross’s concept of DABDA. In her 1969 book, On Death and Dying, she describes a five-stage emotional coping process that many people go through in the wake of the death of a loved one or the realization of their own, impending expiration. While every individual is unique and it may not apply to everyone, and while even when they do apply they may not manifest in the linear fashion she proposed, she adopted the acronym DABDA for the stages she defined as Denial, Anger, Bargaining, and Acceptance.

The Transitional Stage of CORT-I seems to deal primarily with overcoming Denial, and though Acceptance may be reached in this stage, it may go no further than Denial until one reaches the Stable Stage – and for some, perhaps, they may never arrive at Acceptance at all.

2. STABLE STAGE.

In the following stage, called the `stable stage’, the discarnate will settle in a particular location that becomes a sort of home or, perhaps more accurately, a temporary residence. This may be a holy temple, the place where one previously lived, the place of death, or — and this is interesting — they may even inhabit a tree. Here, they interact with other discarnates, and these interactions run the gamut. In other words, they may be pleasant, or they may be total assholes.

The reports of “terrestrial” experiences during the intermission seem in many ways to tell the same stories you hear in anecdotes regarding hauntings and encounters with the dead, the difference in this case being, of course, that the anecdotes are related not from the perspective of the haunted, but from the haunting. This leads one to suspect that many cases of enduring haunting may represent discarnate who have never managed to escape the disembodied state, never achieved the “Acceptance” stage of DABDA or the Stable Stage of CORT-I, and in support of this hypothesis the two categories share some intriguing overlap.

Interestingly, though perhaps not coincidentally, the same factors Stevenson identified in the children of CORT and CORT-I cases are said to be present in cases of haunting: their lives were incomplete. When dying too early, we might say, it would seem that individuals are prone to cling to the passions, people, and places that they had been attached to during life, and these attachments compel them to either haunt them like a ghost or quickly reincarnate following their deaths, typically in an area close in proximity to the place in which they died, or even within the family in which they died, and in any case having remembered who they previously were, at least for as long as they are able.

As mentioned earlier, this suggests that to one degree or another, they may be stuck in the initial, “denial” phase of DABADA, unable to accept their own premature deaths and adapt to their current circumstances in a healthy and productive manner. Or they may have moved past Denial, to Anger, where they remain.  It would be interesting to subject these reincarnation cases to analysis and see if they follow the other stages of DABDA and if the final phase, Acceptance, has any relation as to when – or if – they began forgetting their past life memories.

To provide some semblance of hope: if the American cases of CORT and CORT-I displayed in the television series Ghost in My Child are to be believed, at least some of these children can gain a sense of closure and accomplish the final A in DABDA, and then go on with living their present lives.

During this stage, they often interact with other discarnates. They may also have successful communications with the friends and family of one’s previous life. They can communicate through departure dreams, as apparitions, and even through poltergeist phenomena.

To offer another example, Stevenson also writes of Veer Singh, a man who allegedly previously lived a life as a man named Som Dutt. After death as Som Dutt, he reports hanging around the Dutt family, following family members when they left the house in the evening. He was able to reveal details to Stevenson regarding the Dutt family — that children were born, that they bought a camel, that they were involved in a lawsuit — all stuff that had occurred after Som Dutt’s death and before his reincarnation as Veer Singh. Som Dott’s mother claimed that she had a dream that Som tattle-tailed on his brother, who he said he’d been following him as he snuck out of the house at night to attend local fairs. When she confronted her son about this, he admitted to doing so, and that was the first time anyone else in the house knew about it.

3. RETURN STAGE.

Assuming that the discarnate in question is ultimately recycled back into the flesh, they come to experience the third stage, the Return Stage. During this return stage, the discarnate may communicate with their past or future relatives through dreams and might again appear as apparitions or interact with the physical environment through poltergeist activity. And here is where we might hope to find out whether we chose our present life, or at least our present parents, and answer questions regarding our motivations and limitations as well as the process by which we become reborn.

With respect to this final, return stage, there is also the matter of seeming geographical and temporal restraints, specifically with respect to where one died and where they were subsequently reincarnated. One might like to imagine that after death, one has the ability to incarnate anywhere in the world – or even off-world – that one chooses, and at any time, but at least within the cases amassed by the Division of Perceptual Studies, that doesn’t seem to be the case. They almost always seem rather bound, geographically speaking, with respect to where they died – destined to be born within the same country, the same town or village, even, in some cases, in the same family – and within a limited amount of time.

In the aforementioned paper on CORT-I, they do their best to narrow down the distance between the place of death and the place of rebirth. The mean distance for CORT-I is 201 kilometers; the median distance, 20 kilometers. For CORT, the mean distance is 255 kilometers; the median is 14 kilometers. They added, however, that these estimates were skewed by a small number of extremely-long-distance cases.

In addition, there are temporal constraints: the average space of time between death and rebirth is usually about 15 months. I have thus far been unable to find any data that suggests a distinction between CORT and CORT-I in this area.

Within CORT, there is evidence that seems to suggest that there are circumstances or perhaps personality types that do not choose through whom they are born – or perhaps that they did choose their parents, but merely forgot having done so, or even their underlying motivations. After all, some children act as if they were in their last life one minute and had woken up in a child’s body the next (“I was just at the port!”). This, I confess, could be adequately explained by the amnesia regarding the period between lives that plague the bulk of CORT, but these don’t represent the bulk of cases I’ve come across. Very often, children of the CORT are very unhappy with their living conditions, circumstances, and parents, often demanding to be taken back to their family of the previous life or attempting to run away in an effort to return to their former home on their own. These children act as if they had been kidnapped and held prisoner, which makes perfect sense from their perspective – but it does not make it easy for me to believe that these children choose their parents during some forgotten period between death and rebirth. It seems far more likely that reincarnation in these cases was reactionary – an unconscious and automatic process rather than a conscious and deliberate one.

Within both CORT and CORT-I, however, there exists anecdotal evidence that at least in some circumstances, discarnates can choose their parents, and this evidence easily falls into three distinct categories.

First is what Tucker refers to as Predictions. This typically manifests as some elderly individual who declares to loved ones that they plan on reincarnating through a particular woman, and some time after the death of that elderly individual that particular woman has a child that bears explicit, implicit and/or morphological memories that correspond to the life of the aforementioned individual. Tucker maintains that they occur frequently among the lamas of Tibet and in the Tlingit, an Alaskan tribe.

Second, are the intermission memories provided by some children of CORT-I in which they explained the process of choosing their present parents out of their own volition, or perhaps through being unconsciously compelled, or how they were taken to them by guides or are directed by the old man mentioned earlier. A story that illustrates a possible manifestation of this stage is as follows. One rainy day, after hanging around that tree where he was murdered some seven years ago, Chamrat saw the man who would be the father of Bongkuch Promsin. He then followed Mr. Promsin onto a bus and to his home. Mr. Promsin later told Stevenson that shortly before his wife became pregnant, he had indeed gone to visit Hua Tanon, and that day it was indeed raining.
In some cases, they describe having fought to be born through a particular family, or even an individual.

In many American cases, Tucker points out, children talk about being in heaven and choosing their next parents. Some children report having followed them home as they pass by doing their daily activities. They may have memories surrounding the pregnancy, of their experience in the womb, of the actions of the parents during pregnancy, and even have memories of being born. While I was passionately interested in the manner in which they described the process of reincarnating, I didn’t expect that such details would be available, much less provided in the paper. I was pleasantly surprised, as nine of the 35 CORT-I Burmese children did:

“This was most often by transforming into a grain of rice or speck of dust in the water and being ingested by the mother. A few went to considerable lengths, having to try repeatedly when either they were rebuffed by guardian spirits or the water was thrown out as dirty.”

Third is what Stevenson referred to as “Departure Dreams,” which involve the discarnate saying goodbye to their former family and suggesting where they will next be incarnating, as well as the more common “Announcing Dreams,” where they either ask permission or provide a sort of statement of intent to a member of the family they wish to be born into. Of this, Stevenson writes:

“The announcing dreams, especially the petitionary ones, also suggest that a discarnate personality has chosen the family for his next incarnation. In a few announcing dreams one senses even a determination on the part of the discarnate personality for rebirth in a particular family. In one Haida case a deceased person appeared in the dream of a potential mother and grumbled to her about being kept waiting to reincarnate. In chapter 4 I described how Samuel Helander’s mother had a dream in which her brother Pertti (whose life Samuel later remembered) urged her not to have an abortion. A parallel case, that of Rajani Sukla, occurred in a family of India. A daughter of the family was killed in an accident. Later, her mother had a dream in which the daughter seemed to announce her wish to be reborn to her. Rajani’s mother, however, did not wish to have another child and induced an abortion. The deceased child appeared again in a dream and rebuked the mother for not letting her reincarnate. Eventually, the mother consented and gave birth to Rajani, who later remembered the life of her older sister.”

Elsewhere, he adds:

“Announcing dreams have been reported in all of the countries where we find these cases… The dreams vary in their form. Among the Tlingit, the discarnate personality appearing in an announcing dream often conveys symbolically his intention to reincarnate. For example, in the dream he may walk into the house with his suitcase and deposit it in one of the bedrooms; or he may enter the parents’ bedroom and lie down between them. In contrast, announcing dreams among the Burmese often represent the discarnate personality as petitioning to reincarnate in the family chosen. This suggests that the dreamer has the option to refuse such a request.”

In Children Who Remember Previous Lives: A Question of Reincarnation, Stevenson goes on to say:

“Much less frequent than announcing dreams are what I call departure dreams. In a dream of this type, a member of a deceased person’s family — his widow perhaps — dreams that the deceased person indicates the family in which he can be found after his reincarnation.”

While interesting, one might wonder why these relatively rare CORT-I merit anything more than a passing glance, particularly given the fact that typically little evidence can be provided in support of these intermission memories. Similarly, one might wonder why such cases would be so rare, anyway – why would some remember intermission memories, yet others do not? In the aforementioned paper, they explored these questions, and what they found was quite interesting indeed, as it turns out both the aforementioned questions have the same answer.

Though both CORT and CORT-I were found to be similar in all respect save for those characteristic intermission memories, the CORT-I proved to be supported by stronger evidence in four categories, all but one of which correspond to the categories of memory I used earlier to describe the evidence they’ve amassed in CORT. The evidence was stronger with respect to explicit memory, for instance, which is to say children with intermission memories made more statements regarding their alleged former incarnation that were subsequently verified. It was also stronger with respect to their implicit memory, or the behaviors, talents, phobias, and other unconscious and automatic tendencies associated with the previous personality. Even in the arena of morphological memory, in the birthmarks and birth defects that corresponded to the death wounds or other marks or scars on the previous personality’s body both prior to and even after death, there was stronger evidence.

What their comparisons revealed is that the only real difference between CORT and CORT-I cases is that the individuals in CORT-I have exceptionally better memories. As a consequence, CORT-I would seem to not only represent the strongest of the available CORT cases but also depict the most accurate portrayal we have available to us of what life after death is like – or, more accurately, what the interim between lives is like.

Taken as a whole, the structure of samsara seems rather clear: we die, we haunt for a stretch, then we succumb to the impulse to embody matter once again. During that haunting stretch, however, we not only reside as an often invisible and otherwise indetectable resident of the physical realm but have access to another place entirely – and though it may be related to the otherworldly realm we access during corporeal life, which is to say the dreamscape, that doesn’t diminish the implications at all.

V. OF DREAMS & OTHER REALMS.

As previously mentioned, during both NDEs and CORT-I subjects report experiences in two distinct contexts: the physical realm and another, otherworldly realm. In both NDEs and CORT-I, cross-cultural studies have revealed the nature of this otherworldly realm in both cases is clearly culturally influenced. The easy explanation is that discarnates dream just as the living do and this otherworldly realm is, in fact, the dream state we’re already quite familiar with, though clearly of a more lucid quality than that which is typically experienced during corporeal life. This may be due to the fact that the dreams of the discarnate are no longer regulated, influenced, and interrupted by biological functions.

No ears to pick up the irritating sounds of the alarm clock. No full bladder that nags you into waking up to relieve yourself. Perhaps even no NREM or REM stages to structure sleep in a cycle, nor any effects caused by caffeine or other drugs on that cycle.

That discarnates dream is already implied in CORT and CORT-I in what Stevenson has referred to as “arrival dreams” and “departure dreams.” In tandem, the telepathic effects of the dreams of the discarnate are implied as well. In departure dreams, a recently dead individual will contact living loved ones in the dream state indicating through whom they intend to reincarnate, whereas in arrival dreams the parents-to-be will be visited in the dream state with the discarnate announcing their intention to reincarnate as their child-to-be.

Interestingly enough, this type of telepathic dream phenomenon isn’t just known to be a characteristic of the dreams of the dead but has been reported between two or more living individuals as well.

In the field of parapsychology, there are experiments dealing with what are known as Telepathic Dreams in which a sleeping individual (“the receiver”) telepathically picks up on the thoughts, emotions, and experiences of a waking individual (“the sender”) and weaves them into a dream, with the content of the dream in question varying from symbolic on one end to literal on the other. Outside of the context of parapsychological experiments, this has occurred when the so-called “sender” is not, at the very least, deliberately sending, and the so-called “receiver” is not intentionally receiving, however, so it appears that the conscious intent of only one is necessary for this phenomenon to occur – or that it may occur spontaneously, without the conscious intention of either, and in any case making these titles rather arbitrary at best.

Though this isn’t exactly what seems to be happening in arrival and departure dreams (though for all we know it still could be), these dreams described by Stevenson do seem to be indistinguishable from what has been variously referred to as shared dreams, collective dreams, mass dreams, group dreams, reciprocal dreams or, as Linda Lane Magallón calls them in her book of the same name, the experience of Mutual Dreaming. Unlike Telepathic Dreams – and so far as I can discern, this is the only difference – mutual dreams occur when all involved individuals are asleep and dreaming. As a consequence (assuming only two are involved), unless it is borne out of the intent of one without the knowledge of the other, distinguishing the sender from the receiver is difficult if not impossible. For all we know, all involved could be sending and receiving simultaneously.

According to Magallón, mutual dreams come in two main types, Meeting Dreams and Meshing Dreams, both of which have a spectrum of intensity.

Most of the mutual dreams she’s collected come in the form of Meshing Dreams. At the weaker end of the spectrum, they are quite similar to Telepathic Dreams with respect to how the contents of the dreams of both dreamers appear to suffer from telepathic cross-contamination. They share elements, images, or themes, but the individuals involved do not encounter each other in the context of their dreams. At the most intense end of the spectrum, where the “meshing” is complete, while the involved dreamers will still not see each other within the context of the dream, they seem to embody the same point of view in an identical dream environment. Given the similarity with Telepathic Dreams, the natural assumption would be that in the case of two dreamers, for instance, one dreamer is having a personal dream while the other, the receiver, is telepathically picking it up and consequently weaving the telepathic data into the content of their own. In other words, the dream of the receiver will have elements that resonate with the dreaming experience of the target, or even share the dreaming experience of the target, though the target may have no role in the experience at all.

More interesting to me are what Magallón calls Meeting Dreams, which are distinct from Meshing Dreams in that they involve two or more individuals reportedly inhabiting the same dreamscape, but from their own, individual perspectives, just would be the case in the physical realm, and where they appear to one another as they do in physical life. They may even be in different areas of the dreamscape for a time before encountering one another, though at least one of the dreamers sees the other. Far more interestingly, often enough both dreamers see and even interact with one another. This can apparently also occur during false awakenings. She also cites cases in which the individual dreamers may also be in different states of consciousness, which is to say that one dreamer may be at a low level of consciousness while the other is lucid dreaming – which is to say the person is awake within the dream, and may even know they are dreaming.

All of this, taken together, became incredibly intriguing to me for two reasons. First, if the corporeal can share dreams with one another, and the discarnate can share dreams with the corporeal, then it would not be a leap to assume that discarnates can share dreams with other discarnates.

Most curious of all, however, is the fact that these meeting dreams are not limited to merely two individuals. On the contrary, she shares numerous reports of multiple dreamers inhabiting the same dream. This immediately led me down a rabbit hole of speculation, for even if dreams – personal or otherwise – only exist for as long as a dreamer is dreaming it, so long as at least one individual remains in a Meeting Dream it could potentially be sustained. If you take some time and consider this, you begin to imagine how it might be if one could learn to initiate meeting dreams intentionally and then train others across the globe with whom you could share dreams. If you factor in time zones, where the sleeping schedules of members of this global group were to always overlap in such a way that a meeting dream was never unoccupied, one could continue such a mutual dream indefinitely – especially if the network grew and elder members, once they died, remained as nodes in the network.

In essence, one could say that this would be like creating a stable, parallel reality – but then the real question arises: is it only “like” creating a parallel reality, or could it be the case that it is indeed one? Would this network of global mutual dreamers all constitute co-creators in a continuously-reinforced, ever-evolving parallel universe, though operating in accordance with laws that are distinct from our physical universe – which, as a consequence, would perhaps make this shared dream world more accurately described as an “alternate” universe?

To go even further, another question arises: have we done this already, through our religious belief structures? Could it be that when we die, or at least once we know that we’re dead, our expectations govern the collective “meeting dream” we ultimately find ourselves within – particularly so if we are a member of a religion and deeply connected with other followers who share our beliefs regarding what the afterlife is like?

Is this, perhaps, why the otherworldly experiences of many of those undergoing an NDE or CORT-I are so culturally-influenced?

There may be reasons to suspect this is the case. For instance, Tucker wondered why some of the children of CORT-I reported experiences in another realm while others did not, and while he stressed the results were only preliminary, he found suggestions of an answer that may work quite well with my aforementioned speculations. He found that if the previous personality died by natural means, the death was expected, and they meditated during life, they are more likely to remember another realm. The more they meditated, as a matter of fact, the greater the detail in their reports regarding that other realm. Whether these factors make them more likely to experience another realm or merely more likely to remember them cannot be ascertained, of course, but his overall findings are curious in any case.

If someone knows they are dying, they have time to anticipate their demise and – consciously or unconsciously – speculate on what an afterlife might be like. If their expectations have been shaped and ingrained into them by a particular religion and reinforced by those that they’re close to who hold the same beliefs, it would make sense, given what I’ve previously speculated, that they would, by psychological default, join their fellow believers in the discarnate dream-state in a mutual, “meeting dream” that has been fashioned by those collective beliefs. These aspects alone may naturally drive them toward such shared, exosomatic dream worlds, but it seems rather clear to me how the element of meditation might make them more liable to remember their experiences there when (or if) they subsequently reincarnate and are subsequently able to relate such experiences. While meditation has many benefits, the one that has relevance here is self-awareness and living in the moment, and it isn’t a stretch to assume how these qualities would serve to enhance memory — explicit memory most specifically.

VI. INTERSPECIES REINCARNATION.

While most cases amassed by the DOPS  involve humans incarnating into other humans, I was rather surprised to find that lifetimes as animals are also reported in some cases. In Tucker’s 2013 book, Return to Life, he described that while Stevenson was initially inclined to dismiss and even mock cases of alleged previous incarnations as other animals, as they were typically both rare and unverifiable, he eventually opened his mind to them.

In Tucker’s aforementioned book, he provided but one, lone exception to the rule.

This was a case in Thailand investigated by Francis Story, and it dealt with a boy named Dalawong. He claimed he had been a deer in a former life, but was then killed by a hunter, and subsequently incarnated into a python. In that life, he was killed in a particular cave, where he had fought with two dogs, and was finally confronted by the owner of the dogs, one Mr. Hiew, who ultimately killed him. Mr. Hiew subsequently fed the snake meat to several people, among them Dalawong’s father-to-be. In spirit form, he saw his future father and found him to be the kindest of those who were fed the meat of his former body, so he followed him home and entered the body of his mother-to-be.

At three years of age, Dalawong saw Mr. Hiew when he came to a party he was attending with his family and tried to attack him. Dalawong then recounted the story of his own former death, all of which Mr. Hiew allegedly confirmed. Unexpectedly, he then forgave Hiew and, as he got older, began killing snakes himself, though as a sort of mercy-killing, stating that living as a snake was difficult. Some two decades after his interview with Francis Story, he still believed he had lived a life as a python, and continued to go to the cave where he had died every three months to meditate.

Given the desires unique to being human, it makes sense that our natural impulse would be to incarnate again into human form, but that may amount to merely a personal preference. After all, CORT and CORT-I cases suggest that a woman can die and incarnate as a man in the following incarnation, or a man may die and subsequently incarnate into a woman. And while many children of the CORT desire to return to their former family simply because they have been unable to let go of them, and were only forced away from them due to their death, and may even attempt to run away from their current family to their former one in their subsequent incarnation, as we have seen, the motivations of other such children are more shallow: they simply don’t like being born into a poor family, for instance. One could argue that either the individual in question felt at an unconscious level that they needed to experience these circumstances even though the conscious aspect of the personality isn’t quite on board, or that perhaps guides made this decision for them. One gets the sense that they had an intense impulse to return to the flesh, however, and only chose to be born into the families they were born into out of convenience mixed with a sense of desperation. Perhaps the cases of interspecies reincarnation were made for just the same kind of reasons: if not the only available option, it was the best one within reach.

I confess it’s difficult for me to take such accounts seriously, though ultimately, given contemplation, one wonders how, if indeed reincarnation exists, such interspecies reincarnation couldn’t be the rule. Perhaps this is merely due to my default assumptions, however. For all I know, perhaps, despite the capacity to live countless lives in organic bodies, souls are also born and also die, just as their temporary shells do. My personal opinion is that this is not the case, though I, of course, haven’t the slightest suggestion of evidence in support of this working hypothesis. If souls always have been, however, or at the very least cannot die once spawned into existence, this leaves us with some rather interesting questions.

One should consider where souls currently in human flesh found their fleshy homes prior to the evolution of the human species. An easy answer would be earlier forms of life on this planet. Prior to the first organic forms of life, however, where did such souls reside? Were they merely bodiless? Or is the universe perhaps teeming with life, and all souls ultimately migrated from other life-bearing planets?

As dismal as it is, consider that we may ultimately destroy ourselves, perhaps obliterate all life on the planet in the process – and if somehow we don’t and yet fail to establish human colonies off-planet, that in five billion years our star, the sun, will bloat to become a red giant that will obliterate our planet entirely. Is that then the end of reincarnation?  Would we subsequently just be souls without bodies, or would we perhaps be able to migrate to other stars, other stellar systems, and happen upon other life-bearing exoplanets, through whom we could continue our spiritual journey?

Telepathy and Inner Speech (Part III).

“Telepathy, of course. It’s amusing when you stop to think about it — for years people have argued about whether or not such a thing exists, folks like J.B. Rhine have busted their brains trying to create a valid testing process to isolate it, and all the time it’s been right there, lying out in the open like Mr. Poe’s Purloined Letter. All the arts depend upon telepathy to some degree, but I believe that writing offers the purest distillation.”

— Stephen King, On Writing, from the chapter, What Writing Is.

III. Anecdotes of Telepathic Transmission & Dialogue.

This incident occurred on October 6, 2007, again as I was at work in my fast food job. Eva, the girl with whom I had this experience, was a younger girl who I had first encountered on MySpace, when she began commenting on my blogs, and eventually came to know in person. On the day in question, she had come in as I was working and sat at one of the tables at the far end of the dining room, and I had gone out there to sit and speak with her, as I found her to be an interesting individual and a remarkably beautiful girl.

“As I continued to talk with Eva, though, and our conversation seemed to get more involved, there seemed to be this intoxicating wave of emotion, or something, in the air. It was as if my mind was penetrating through some kind of membrane. Eventually, I started catching definite things from her — emotions, impressions, potent vibes — just like I do from normal people only the intensity was amazing, the reception crisp and clear. It was like some psychic form of tunnel vision.

There was one point where it almost seemed that I caught a sex vibe from her, which confused me so much I had to look away for a second. She noted it, too — the fact I’d looked away — and seemed to think it was something she had said, but I just told her no, it wasn’t that, there was just too much going on at once. I wasn’t even entirely certain what I meant by that, either, but something strange and wonderful was going on. It was like I was riding the wave of some supernatural high. I had to wonder, though: was I really seeing what was there, or was I throwing that out and was it bouncing back at me like some psychic echo?

As we went on talking, the rapport seemed to get deeper and deeper and ever-more intense. I mean this in no cheesy way, either. It’s not a poetic metaphor or anything of the like. It was literally the experience of some weird, almost psychic bond. I was reading things from her ever-clearer. Just emotions. Just impressions.

At one point I’m looking at her. I don’t think we’re talking, but I’m just gazing at her for a moment, unable to help myself. It wasn’t a particularly naughty gaze, but I think to myself, about her, ”god, you’re sexy,” as I look her way.

It was just internal dialog, but it seemed clearer and louder than usual. Like subjective stereo. Like a psychic echo. Not only that, but I had the distinct impression that she had heard me. That I was in her head, or she was in mine, or we were temporarily fused in some mutual headspace. Maybe it was in her eyes, the way she lifted her head and looked at me. Perhaps it was in her facial expression, or perhaps it was just her vibe. The important thing here is that for some reason her hearing me think did not, at the moment, seem all that unusual.

So then I think, but this time intentionally to her, as a sort of experiment or test, ”You didn’t hear me, did you?” And she shakes her head, as a matter of factly, yes, up and down, up and down. And I eye her suspiciously, almost teasingly. “No you didn’t,” I think to her. She stops a second, as if hesitating, but just a second later she begins to shake her head no, side to side to side to side to side. Satisfied, I slam my hand on the table and say, with a smile — and I say it aloud this time — ”Good,” and casually get up out of the chair and make my exit passed the drink tower.

It was so natural.

Nothing from, ”you didn’t hear me, did you?” to the point that I got up seemed at all unusual or frightening. But as soon as I was halfway passed the drink tower adrenaline shot through me. I try to tell myself I didn’t remember it correctly, but it just happened. I try to tell myself that it didn’t happen, that it’s impossible that it happened, but it just happened.”

Upon arriving home, I messaged her and asked her if anything strange had occurred while we sat across from each other at that table. This was essentially a roundabout way of asking her, yet again — though this time not telepathically, but via the written (or, rather: typed) word — “You didn’t hear me, did you?” She promptly replied, “I already told you.” Subsequent interactions with her seemed to confirm that this incident did, indeed, happen as I experienced it at the time and subsequently recalled it. This was also the first of a few telepathic experiences I had with the girl (though the rest of the experiences fall outside linguistic telepathy), and I’ve often wondered if this might have been spawned by some odd, psychological or energetic similarity that she and I shared. In any case, this particular experience led to my more confident, though still wary, interpretations regarding my subsequent experiences in telepathic reception in this area with Kami and Jamilia.

As profound as my experiences in telepathically sending and receiving inner speech with fellow humans undoubtedly were, mostly due to the fact that they occured in the context of mundane daily life as opposed to my alien encounters, my recollections of enduring telepathic dialogues utilizing inner speech while interacting with Nimi in my youth put all of these personal experiences to shame. Internet research has revealed that such communication has been experienced by others, however, and not only in the context of alien encounters. To the contrary, it’s apparently been human to human.

One such experience was offered by Joni, who posted on November 27, 2018:

“As a young adult, I moved away from my family for several years. Upon my return, I was introduced to a family friend Chance. My cousin and Chance were just carrying on a normal conversation when out of the blue I heard his voice in my head. After the initial shock, I looked puzzled at him and that’s when I realized not only could I [hear him, but] speak to him too. But we were clearly having a private conversation we could both hear and my cousin could not. We have been together for 14 years now. We have never again spoken to each other in our minds. However, one of my most treasured things about my husband is [that] when I have a song stuck in my head, A song I can hear but can’t remember a single word to or can’t even hum a sound I ask him and he is always correct.”

Though I’ve provided above two responses to the post on the aforementioned Interfaith forum, I’ve saved the well-articulated experience provided by the original poster, a user by the name of taijasi, for the very last, as it reminds me in some respects of my incident with Eva. In any case, it is an interesting tale:

“The best, most simple and direct example of one form of telepathy that I have experienced is something that occurred with a good friend of mine about 22 years ago. The two of us were not far from my parents’ house, out for a drive in a borrowed BMW (belonging to my friend’s father), and I was practicing driving. We were in a neighborhood that was under construction, in the early evening after all the workers had gone home, so the place was deserted and offered the perfect opportunity.

It was summer, so we had plenty of daylight, and everything went well. BMWs handle exceptionally well I discovered, though I haven’t had a chance to drive one since. Anyway, evening arrived, it got dark, and my friend and I were sitting motionless, talking for a few minutes before I had to go back home. A lull in the conversation crept up, and no one said a word. It was only natural that a brief pause be left at that juncture, so it was not unusual or awkward, but what happened next was slightly unusual – at least in my book.

The two of us continued our exchange, sharing several sentences with each other, back and forth … and THEN we realized, both pretty much simultaneously as I recall – that neither one of us had spoken since the silence.

We had continued the conversation, but no one had spoken. It was verbal, I did not see or visualize a thing. But the words, the sentences, and the meaning were exchanged nonetheless.

This was, as I say, awkward to say the least. In fact, it almost made me giddy in a sort of sense, but I was somewhat contained once those several sentences were exchanged in silence … because I was not 100% sure we were – “on the same page.” I somehow knew that what I thought had just occurred had just occurred, but I was not certain. I had a flicker of doubt, and perhaps only minor frustration that if I spoke, my friend might feel too awkward or weirded out … and not confirm it. Ah, I should have known him better!

I guess I, too, had a slight hesitation, but I broke the thin layer of ice. It might have thickened, had we hesitated much longer, but within a few moments we had both immediately verified, and certainly confirmed to each other’s satisfaction, what had just occurred (if not quite why or how). It only took a few moments to say, Did that just happen? – and ask, Did you say x? followed by, Uh-huh, and then you said y, and then you asked z, right? Etc.

This left no room for question, no room for doubt, no possibility that either of us – let alone both – had simply imagined it. We knew what was up, and it probably meant – assuming that neither of us forgets it – that indeed, both of our lives had been changed, forever. Never again could either of us, in our right, rational mind, doubt this verified possibility. So, although I haven’t spoken to this friend in years … it doesn’t change things in the least. I’m hoping if I ever get a chance to chat with him again in the flesh, he’d remember and acknowledge this event, as was certainly still the case last time we spoke, some 6 or 7 years ago.

So you see, although this was a very personal experience and exchange, it was all I needed, at 15 or 16 years of age, to know for the rest of my life – that telepathy most certainly exists … although I have since (and even prior) experienced many other types of non-verbal exchanges, and read enough about the subject to know that my experiences only cover a small part of the possible spectrum.”

Others have reported this experience with seeming fellow humans as well. In a post from May 10, 2014, Jan shared the following experience on a website:

“I had an interesting spontaneous telepathic experience at a very crowded goth bar in Cape Town 3 years ago. Upon entering the very crowded bar I was welcomed telepathically by another person standing on the far end of the room – this was completely unexpected as he knew my name and seemed to know everything about me. The contact was very intense and I naturally I was freaked out when greeted on a first name basis without talking to each across a crowded room to a total stranger. I am now open to this sort of thing. From your article I understand most telepathic messaging is between close family and friends which does not apply in this case.”

It would have been interesting if Jan would have provided suggestions on any former telepathic experiences she might have had and more detail regarding this particular experience. Did she merely hear the other person, or was she able to respond and hold a dialogue?

For a long time, I hypothesized that linguistic telepathy was dependent upon close proximity to the individual in question, as that appeared to be the case in the analysis of abduction experiences offered by David Jacobs, my own experiences, and many of the experiences of others that I later found. In the course of writing this, however, I happened upon at least two reports of this kind of telepathy, both apparently human-to-human, that allegedly occurred regardless of distance.

On the Interfaith forum in a thread entitled, “Telepathy – Experiences and Insights,” Brian 815 responded with his own unnerving experience. During his late teens and early twenties, a period in which he confesses he was both drinking heavily and smoking copious amounts of marajuana, he used to have a crush on a girl he worked with who happened to engage in similar practices. Given that he was rather shy and a bit younger, they never really hung out, but there was something enchanting about her and he would often have her in his thoughts. At some point this scaled up in intensity, as he began seeing an image of her in his mind quite frequently, which he explained as being somewhat akin to the afterimage one experiences following staring at a bright light. Sometime thereafter he began to communicate with her in his mind, presumably via the aforementioned afterimage. Whenever he was stoned, and for weeks thereafter, it seemed to intensify. Distance made no difference and it would occur day and night, even when he was dreaming, though he stressed it was never a full-blown, complex dialogue. Instead, it seemed to be based on emotions, occasionally complex themselves, accompanied by an inner voice that expressed itself in “basic sentences or sentence fragments.”

He explained that alongside being rather quiet among people, his inner life was also rather quiet with respect to inner thought, whereas this girl, he quickly came to realize, was more of a chatterbox, and that distinction reinforced his suspicions that the experience was real. In the context of traditional psychology, then, he was someone who utilized symbolic inner speech at best occasionally, whereas with her, it appeared to be a default.

However swayed into believing this telepathic experience was what it seemed, he had remaining skepticism, however, and so decided to attempt a test one day while he was at work with her. He asked her, in his mind, to give him a very specific cue (though he failed to explain the nature of this cue) that would either verify or falsify his suspicions, though part of the deal they made telepathically was that they would not openly discuss it. Within a few minutes they were around each other and she gave him that cue. Faced with apparent confirmation, he said it felt as if time itself was slowing down.

Later, he also added that while it typically only happened with the girl in question, and certainly most intensely in that respect, that it would also “happen with other people in passing or in my general point of view.”

“For years,” he wrote, “and in part to this day I have kept this to myself and have tried to convince myself it was a dream and I was stoned, but you can only hide from yourself for so long. It was a nightmare.” He went on to explain how he eventually became depressed and suicidal, presumably as a direct result of this enduring experience. He went on to see a psychologist and a psychiatrist who considered this experience delusional, and, considering that the source of the experience might constitute something supernatural rather than merely paranormal, he even consulted a priest.

In the end, he added:

“I don’t work with this person anymore, but it’s weird I still feel like her presence is watching me kinda like living with a conjoined twin or something. This person is not very [pleasant,] either. I would find out she was way more emotionally messed up than I could ever imagine and this would always come through telepathically. The intensity is much weaker now after years w/o drugs. It was so bad at one point I couldn’t comprehend conversations with people in my life very well because my attention was so intensely divided with this other world in my mind and the real one.”

It is indeed curious to me that like most of the accounts I came across, this one also involved drugs — though in this case not the emotions elicited when jonesing for drugs, but when actively using the substances in question. Yet again, however, I feel led to the conclusion that drugs do not seem to be necessary, but rather only serve to reliably elicit an emotional component that seems to be conducive to the experience. This is suggested, at the very least, by means of another shared experience, one similar to that of Brian 815’s, but not involving any mentioned drug use. Despite this, the story seemed to follow the same, general pattern. This anecdote was offered by a poster that goes by the name of Wren on a website on May 14, 2015:

“I’m hoping you can help me understand what is happening between a friend and I. We’re sort of dating, sort of not. There has always been very strong chemistry between us, not sexual especially, we are just very drawn to one another. Our lives are very different and a full blown relationship would be a disaster. We have maintained a mostly platonic friendship. We speak on the phone every day though [we] don’t see each other often. Our “real” conversations are superficial and general chat, but I have had full blown conversations with him in my head, it started just at bed time and now occasionally happens during the day. It made me feel like I was crazy, schizophrenic or obsessed with him. I didn’t tell a soul. But often [these] conversations were about how crazy it was we were even having these conversations and in such a conversation we decided to test it out, he asked what it was I liked about him – I answered and we agreed he would ask me again next time we saw one another. It was a couple of weeks later that during a moment alone together he asked me the very same question and I gave him the very same answer. We were both completely freaked out, though relieved we aren’t crazy and it feels really magical and special. Can you explain this? Many of the circumstances described in this post appear to be one offs, we can communicate in this way at will, though we both have to be thinking of one another at the same time. Sometimes we are able to nudge the other into conversation though.”

While Wren’s experience with her friend did not come about through drug use, at least from her side it seemed to begin at bedtime — presumably in the midst of hypnagogia; that “twilight” or “threshold” state of consciousness that resides on the bridge between waking and sleeping, and so in the twilight betwixt what we might call the conscious and unconscious sectors of mind. One can’t help but speculate that this natural, altered state of consciousness and the previous drug-related or drug-induced altered states may provide a similar bridge between individual minds — particularly if there is, in addition, an emotional bond between them — that allows for such telepathic phenomena to occur, at least far more easily than would be the case otherwise.

Perhaps it is the lack of a deep, emotional bond between strangers that necessitates close proximity in order for this form of telepathy to occur in such cases. This suggestion seems to be reinforced by second-hand tales offered to me by a former coworker that I will refer to as Jay.

Jay was the detail maintenance man at the store, a job which I eventually acquired as well. He always came across as happy and naive, and though he wasn’t what one would typically define as intelligent, there was a certain strategic ingeniousness to him that remains difficult for me to define. For a long time, I had dubbed him an expert manipulator, though I think that stemmed from my jealousy over the things he got away with at work and in the greater universe at large. Undeniably, the guy had a certain charm, an almost irritating likability, and he managed to get by in life largely through use of it. He was always juggling multiple women in his life, never short on pussy, and once confessed to me that he had even fooled around with the woman who was the store manager at the time, which explained to me how he got away with keeping his job despite constantly breaking the rules and, often enough, not doing his job at all — and taking credit for things I had done, as a matter of fact. It also explained why, after quitting or getting fired on multiple occasions, she always hired him back, either as a crewperson that worked in the kitchen or as a detail maintenance man yet again. Despite how friendly he always was to me, and to everyone, I was always wary of him, determined not to get caught in his web, and though I think I put up a good fight, the sly motherfucker finally won me over, however begrudgingly I came to accept the fact that I liked him.

While it wasn’t the first step in the process, nor the last, there was an evening we shared that I felt brought me closer to him, that helped me achieve a leap in understanding with respect to him. Though I still held onto my suspicions regarding him, I was ultimately brought to the conclusion that, if nothing else, this guy was interesting and well worth getting to know far better than I previously than I had managed to.

After searching in my journals rather recently, I discovered that this evening occurred near the end of March, 2006, when he and I were tasked with working alone overnight in the store, engaging in deep cleaning for a coming inspection to be conducted by the corporate goons. I learned two things during the evening that I was isolated with him in that store. First, while it took some time for it to happen, when the guy actually did his job, he did it well. Second — which struck me at a far greater depth — was that this guy, aside from being frustratingly likeable, was incredibly interesting as well, at least when you managed to penetrate the surface. And while by no means did it start and end there, the fact that during that evening he told me various stories regarding his childhood was certainly a vital ingredient.

His childhood was replete with seemingly paranormal circumstances, most of which I might have doubted to a far greater degree if I had the slightest suspicion he had done both considerable research on the topic in general and the specific things he was expressing to me in the context of the tales. I’m still convinced this was not the case. He was, in my opinion, being entirely honest with me, spilling things to me he had perhaps not told anyone else before, not only because people in general, even total strangers, for whatever reason have the tendency to do this with respect to me, but because from the moment he started expressing such things he knew I was interested, he knew that he had my complete attention, and I could tell that he knew.

A lot of what he told me was of deep interest to me. I found it absolutely fascinating. The kicker, however, and the whole point of me sharing this all with you, came towards the end of our shift, I think, or at the very least that was the point at which I got him to elaborate.

The story was about his mother, who he had previously referred to as “psychotic” and had later told me had been diagnosed with both bipolar disorder and schizophrenia. She had been subsequently put on an antipsychotic called Zyprexa, which was also the pharmaceutical I had been put on after my car accident during summer school after my senior year. He had opened the story with a question, as I remember it, and though I didn’t quote it in my journal in any precise way, I recall it as him asking me, “Have you ever heard about someone speaking without moving their lips?”

I felt, at the very least, that I immediately knew what he meant, and that he was expressing it the best as he could given that he didn’t know the term designated for the general experience, which was, of course, telepathy. Aside from his ignorance of the word despite the fact that he had managed to provide a pretty effective way of explaining it — after, or so I remember it, I ensured he didn’t mean to suggest ventriloquism — there was the fact that he asked this in such a way that conveyed to me he didn’t find it anywhere nearly as bizarre as the mainstream, scientific community would. Instead, he said it in such a way that suggested to me that he had lived with a mother who had this capability and, in growing up in that environment, while he didn’t know of anyone else who had described it as a common experience, it was, to him, no more weird than growing up with a mother who had a sixth finger on one of her hands.

When I probed him for details, he gave them to me, to the best of his ability. The nature in which he gave me the details reinforced my feelings that he was being sincere, too, as he articulated it to me in the same way you would expect one to if they had merely accepted an experience as a given and had never invested much thought in it at all, let alone subjected it all to the most cursory analysis.

His mother was Wiccan, he explained, and she had two of her friends — also women, as I recall, and also Wiccan — who would on occasion visit the house. When he was around while they were around, he always knew what they were doing, too. He mentioned them holding eye contact, which would imply the involvement of what I’ve called ocular telepathy, or telepathy and eye contact. I don’t recall if this was something that was required initially, however, just to get the telepathic ball rolling, so to speak, or if it had to be sustained — though given my journal entry, despite my lack of noting it, it did not seem to be necessary at all. After all, he explained that he had learned of his mother’s ability because he would often walk in on her “conversations” between her and her two friends — literally walk between them, I believe — and, within his head, he could “hear,” at the very least, his mother.

It was just like she was talking to you, he explained (though in his own words), but it happened solely within the space of the mind.

During these apparent training sessions, and even outside of them, he told me, his mother would always talk to him in this way. On at least one occasion, she said to him, telepathically, “I know you can hear me,” and obviously, indeed he could — but he only laughed. He couldn’t respond, he explained to me. He didn’t know how.

This also seemed to be the case between Eva and I. She didn’t seem to know how.

Jay and I eventually moved onto other things, undoubtedly driven by him, as I’m certain I would not have voluntarily let this particular subject go, but he returned to it later in the night, perhaps because I had gotten the gears grinding in his mind with respect to all of this and he had never considered giving the experiences any degree of thought until that point. He told me how he thought that it wasn’t through Wicca that his mother had gained this power, but that she could do it naturally; that maybe it was just that only his mother knew how to do it, not the other women. In my translation, he said: perhaps his mother could get into their minds, enabling her to not only send her inner voice into their minds but as a consequence hear their inner voices as well, enabling this form of telepathic communication between them, but that these two women couldn’t do this on their own, which is to say with others outside of herself.

At the time, I countered with this: if that was the case, if she could both read and send thoughts and that’s how her and her two Wiccan friends communciated like this, then he would have been just as capable of telepathically communicating with her through his inner voice than those women were. After all, if she could send and receive linguistic thoughts and he could hear her, all he would have to do to “send” to her would be to think in response to the voice as he thought to himself. Yet he had told me earlier that despite her capability to speak to him in his mind, he was apparently unable to respond. So how could this be the case?

In essence, accepting all that he was telling me, my curiosity was: was it possible that some people, perhaps all people, could telepathically receive linguistic transmissions, but not necessarily transmit their own thoughts? How could Eva not know how to respond to me via linguistic telepathy despite the fact that I could transmit my own thoughts to her, and without even knowing what I was doing? Was it that both Eva and Jay thought merely in mentalese, whereas Jay’s mother and I also had the capacity to think, inside our minds — and consequently those of others — in the form of our native language? Or was it because his mother and I were, in a sense, more practiced — her, with her Wiccan sisters, and I, with my alien friends and foes?

What bothers me most about all of this is that I had a golden opportunity to answer some vital questions regarding this, but my profound anxiety got in the way. For while I did subsequently meet his mother, it was at a party and my anxiety was high, so while we talked a bit, there wasn’t the demonstration I had been aching for. This could have been because she could read my thoughts, perhaps even feel my emotional state, and knew that if this demonstration were to take place I just might lose my mind and go entirely insane. It could also be the case that Jay was providing for me nothing but a feast of utter bullshit, but despite my reservations regarding him (though, like most people, I found him to be a frustratingly likable motherfucker), I honestly think he was telling me the truth.

In that light: now, nearly a decade and a half later, I wish I would have been more relaxed and tried a bit harder to get her to show me what she could do. I have countless questions:

When did this capability begin, and what spawned it? Did it involve meditation, ritual, drug use, or any such combination — for that matter, any altered state of consciousness? Or was she born with it?

Does she feel the energy around and within her body resonate with that of the other individual during telepathy? And consider Jay’s stories of walking between her and another as she was engaging in telepathic communication and hearing them, and her accusing Jay of hearing them: this suggests an energy or force between both of you that serves as the medium. Is it all about energy? In her case, does physical proximity matter?

If she can receive thoughts from them, can she also speak into their minds? Does this work with everyone? Are their obstacles with some people, and if so, what are these obstacles? Is she capable of hearing only conscious, deliberate thoughts, or does she also hear those semiconscious, automatic thoughts, typically negative, as well as whatever else is mulling around in the subliminal, unconscious aspects of the mind?

Does she think in English, and do others who speak English always think similarly, and does she telepathically “hear” those who speak foreign languages think in their own native tongue? Is there any experience with telepathy with someone who thinks primarily in mentalese, and if so, how is the experience different?

Does she always hear “words” when receiving from individuals, or with some people does she merely sense the meaning of what another is thinking and then have to translate the mentalese into words?

Can she also feel the emotions of others, and does she have the sense, as I do, that this kind of telepathic empathy may constitute a weaker or novice form of telepathy?

Can she also send and receive mental imagery, and does this include still and animate imagery as well as immersive, shared, lucid dream scenarios?

Are there ways, practices, escersizes, of which she is aware through which I can voluntarily trigger and utilize this ability, and if so, how? Are there ways to block unwanted, telepathic snoops and eavesdroppers?

Truth be known: I am both horrified by this ability and passionately drawn to it. Lingering in me is the fear that there are others out there who have this ability and have disciplined it, and that their aims, their motivations, may not square with my own, and that they may constitute a threat. For example, though I had asked Jason quite bluntly on several occasions, on all such occasions he expressed uncertainty about ”how deep” his mother can go, and whether it was limited to the foreground, conscious, “working memory” area of the mind. A comment he made to me on several occasions (having forgotten each time, so it seemed and felt to me, that he had mentioned it to me before) regarding something his mother said to him, however, made me even more curious and, I must confess, more than a bit apprehensive. She told him, in essence, that the real “trick” is to learn how to ”think” into other people’s minds and have them think that they thought those thoughts themselves. Unfortunately, I’m uncertain as to whether this suggests learning to speak in the other person’s internal voice or influence them at a more subliminal level. In either case, while this could certainly serve to help and heal others, it could also serve to manipulate them in a malicious manner.

To be able to communicate with another human being in the same way Nimi and I communicated with one another would be profoundly liberating, however. At heart, I feel I am an Artist, as Nimi claimed, and this designation has more to do with my essential, psychological nature than it does any activity in which I engage in service to it. I turn to the visual arts and writing because I feel it is, in many cases, a more effective means of expressing myself than verbal language alone. My telepathic communications with Nimi embraced so much that I felt I’d been lacking, and still lack.

Telepathy and Inner Speech (Part II).

“Welcome to Telepathics Anonymous. Don’t bother introducing yourself.”
― Bauvard, Some Inspiration for the Overenthusiastic.

“I can read minds but I still don’t understand women. Or men. Humans. I don’t understand humans.”
― Tade Thompson, Rosewater.

II. Anecdotes of Receptive Linguistic Telepathy.

With my fellow humans, I’ve had three apparent experiences of linguistic telepathy. One, which was entirely convincing to me, involved telepathic transmission on my part, whereas the other two seemed to be experiences of telepathic reception. The first and most convincing circumstance of the two occurred on September 16, 2011, around a half past ten in the evening, as I was at my fast food place of employment and in the process of gathering trash from the front drive thru. Nearby was Kami, a girl I knew only peripherally, who:

“… said not so much to me, yet to some degree for me, that she’s ready to go home because, as she put it, she needs to “spend some money.” I took that as a cue to say something, so I said curiously, “Spend some money on what?” She laughed, and said, “Drugs.” I laughed under my breath in response.

Only I soon realized she didn’t really laugh and say, “Drugs.” Not with her mouth, anyway.

If you can imagine for a moment that the noise around you fades out in volume into a slightly muffled background and her giggling laugh and that single word breaking in softly into the foreground, that’s about as closely as I can describe the experience. As I leaned over to push the trash bags into the empty trash can, I realized the odd nature of it all and was unable to shake it, and I found myself asking aloud to her, “Did you just say ‘drugs’ or did I just think you said it?”

There was an odd, nervous sort of silence around me after that came out of my mouth and I glanced up and towards her.

“I didn’t say that,” she finally said, with a certain degree of nervous caution, “but I’m not saying that’s not what I’m spending money on.”

“Well,” I said in a lower volume, putting the trash can back and proceeding to get a small cup of coffee, “as long as it’s good shit.”

“Always,” she said, teasingly and yet with what I sensed to be total seriousness.”

Some time later, I told her about this. In excitement, she professed that she believed me and that while she couldn’t be sure, she had most likely been thinking about spending her money on drugs at the time. This didn’t qualify as confirmation to my mind, though it certainly made me feel significantly less weird and potentially insane about it. Essentially the same was the case roughly seven months later, on April 23, 2012, when it seemed to happen again at work, though less convincingly, and this time with another girl:

“As I was cleaning fryers, Jamila was beside me, scooping fries into cartons. I thought I heard her say something, and asked her to repeat herself to ensure that I heard her right, though as soon as I did it dawned on me that it didn’t sound like an external voice, but an internal one. It felt and “sounded” just as it had when it happened with Kami back in September — and she later confirmed that she was indeed thinking the thought at the time, though for all I know she could have been mistaken.

As for Jamila, she paused for a second before turning her eyes towards me and informing me that she hadn’t said anything. “Never mind,” I told her, trying to brush it off.

“What did you think I said?” She asked, curious.

“I’d rather not say,” I told her.
“Why?”

“Because if I just heard your thoughts, I don’t want to know.”

Facing me now, she became more animated and insisted I tell her. I told her I didn’t remember, and though she did not believe me, of course, it suddenly struck me that I honestly didn’t remember. That fact mystified and worried me.

Was I back in the paranormal afterglow that seemed to proceed my encounters with the aliens? I’d developed a painful mark behind my ear in the last day or two, and this bred paranoid thoughts.

A few days later, on April 20, I was with Jamila and two others at a bowling alley, and we were talking. She mentioned that when she was younger she used to make her brother believe that she could read their thoughts, and I laughed, telling her how I had often [done] the exact same thing to my sisters when I was younger. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you could,” she said in a calm, sincere manner.

“What makes you say that?” I said, laughing nervously and looking at her, perplexed.

“I can just see you being able to do that,” she said.

It made me feel strange. Not bad, not good, just strange.”

Subsequent internet research revealed that I was by no means alone; in fact, the reports that I read provided greater suggestive evidence (however anecdotal) for its existence than my own experiences. One account (which I copied and pasted from the net but have, to my endless frustration, been unable to find again) was provided by 16-year-old Aryanna Lockhart on May 12, 2018, who mentions having had other telepathic experiences. In an attempt to experiment with telepathy, she had asked her friend, Ali, to think of something and repeat it over and over again in her mind. After roughly ten minutes, Aryanna yelled out, “Brownie!” Ali shot her a surprised look, and upon questioning her, Ali confirmed she had been right. She had been repeating, “cupcake, brownie, cupcake, brownie,” in her head, and it was at a point when she had landed on “brownie” that Aryanna screamed it aloud. This reminded me a lot of a similar story by Koda in his 2004 book Instant Enlightenment: Metaphysical Fast Food, though in his case he was the “sender” and the experiment involved sending a mere letter.

On a 2011 thread on the site SpritualForums, a user by the name of Sagress tells what, in my opinion, is an even more intriguing story. Though, like Lockhart, he mentions having had a few other seemingly telepathic experiences in the past, he was always able to dismiss them; this most recent experience, however, was far more extreme and has left him rather perplexed.

He described how he would get on the bus every afternoon, wearing his earbuds, music blocking out all sound around him. Once seated, he would put on his sunglasses and gaze out the window until reaching his destination. One day the previous week, he believes it was a Wednesday, he suddenly heard a man yelling at an incredible volume, though with remarkable clarity — all this despite the earbuds, mind you, and despite the fact that whatever this man was screaming was utterly incoherent. It startled him so much that he nearly fell out of his seat.

Confusion set in as he realized that he was hearing the guy far too clearly over the music, so he took his earbuds out and began looking around the bus. No one appeared to be screaming and no one was reacting to the screaming — the screaming he continued to hear, I might add. He also couldn’t ascertain the direction of the angry voice. It then dawned on him that it was not, in fact, a sound from the external world but was rather coming from inside his mind — though it wasn’t his own internal voice. This internal screaming lasted for roughly half a minute until it stopped and the voice began speaking very fast and nervously, and in the midst of it he was able to discern a bit of what it was saying. As he explains:

“I heard it say “I need my fix. Hurry up. Hurry UP!” The words were going so fast that I’m sure no one could have spoken them aloud, but I could still make perfect sense of them. Then a man stood up in the isle and sat on the steps in the centre of the bus. He was shaking and biting his nails, which caught my eye because no one else on the bus looked uncomfortable. I wondered what was wrong with him. Then he got up as the bus stopped and said “bout f@%#in time!” aloud to the bus driver in [the] EXACT same voice I was hearing in my head at the same time. As the bus moved away I felt something quickly ‘hit’ my hand, it was like a sting or an electric zap and then the voice was gone. Just like that.”

There are quite a few interesting observations to be made here. First, as in both my own case and that of Lockhart, Sagress mentioned having had other experiences in the realm of telepathy, and presumably different forms of it. Despite the fact that him and I were both familiar with the telepathic experience, however, it took him thirty seconds to realize it was an “inner voice” he was hearing whereas it only took me, at most, a few seconds. As curious as this is, I don’t even have a poor excuse for a hypothesis to offer as a potential explanation. More importantly, however, much as was the case with “hearing” Kami, the internal voice of the individual in Sangress’s case seemed to match their external voice, which psychological studies into the nature of inner speech tells us is typically the case. In my case it was immediately clear from whom the voice came, which could be considered odd, as while I am particularly sensitive to external sounds (and damned near everything else) I am typically quite poor in determining the source of the sound. Unlike Sangrass, however, I actually knew my transient, telepathic partner to some degree and may have ascertained it was her, despite the fact that I wasn’t looking at her, simply because I knew the sound of her voice (and so her “inner voice”), not to mention the fact that I had just spoken to her verbally. The fact that he didn’t know the guy and, presumably, had not previously heard the guy’s external voice until after he heard the internal one, therefore adds more credibility to his story than my own — particularly when coupled with the fact that the internal voice expressed it’s eagerness for a fix before he witnessed the guy who, based on the external voice which matched the internal one, exhibited behavior certainly befitting one who owned that internal voice.

Also potentially relevant here is that in both this story and my experience with Kami the inner voice heard was one that was clearly and strongly emotionally invested in acquiring drugs — a correlation that made me very curious when I realized it. Though Kami did not, so far as I know, constitute an addict at the time, she was certainly on her way: years later she developed an addiction to meth for which she sought treatment and, based on what she conveyed through social media, was having an understandably rough time with recovery.
This correlation was not simply between the experiences of Sagress and I, either; it continued as I went on with my research, too. On the site Psychic Experiences, in a 2008 post entitled, “I Heard Someone’s Thoughts in my Head,” Denae from Massachusetts shared her own experience, which shares some core qualities with the busride experience of Sangrass and my own experience with Kami, though the drug involved in this case wasn’t an illicit one:

“I was at work, and this guy comes up to my register, and I have never met this guy before. He was looking in the other direction, not talking, and I’m ringing him out. All of a sudden, I HEARD his voice in my head saying “Newports… Newports…” I just looked at him and said “Don’t even bother asking. We’re completely sold out of Newports…” and he looked at me with SHOCK in his eyes. And he goes “Oh… okay well I’ll, I’ll… I’ll have some marlboro menthols…” I ring him out and he HIGHTAILS it out of there. Remember, I had never met this guy, and he was looking in the opposite direction, so he wasn’t glancing at the cigarette shelves.

It took a few minutes for what just happened to sink in. It’s like I heard his thoughts. But not with my ears… Like I heard it in my head. I was completely freaked out. I was even shaking like a leaf for a long time after that.”

In a 2009 response to Denae’s post, a user by the name of Kyrie08 shared a personal experience that, while she did not mention it, clearly related to Denae’s experience, and not only in the sense that it provided another example of linguistic telepathy of the receptive kind:

“This has happened to me before. I was working as a hostest in a restaurant. Two people came to the podium, I asked if it was just the two of them she said yes and I bent down to get menus and silverware for the couple. The couple was completely out of my sight, considering that I was down behind the podium. I heard the lady say “desert” I stood up abrubtly and asked desert menu? She looked puzzled smiled and said shook her head yes. I quickly switched the menus and when I stood back up she asked me how I knew she wanted [dessert] menus. I told her that I heard her say it. She told me that she hadn’t said a word and her boyfriend confirmed that, she said that she had been thinking it and was going to ask her waitress for it. So what I thought I HEARD I apparently hadn’t.”

While it may sound like a stretch to some, one must accept that dessert menus contain ingredients such as sugar and caffeine, which studies have revealed affect the brain in a manner similar to certain drugs. Though I should be clear here that I don’t think the common denominator here is drugs, at least not directly, addiction to them certainly arouses an intensity of emotion in the user with respect to acquiring them, and even if you don’t consider “the dessert menu” as equivalent to drug addiction, it certainly arouses a similar emotional intensity, and it seems clear to me that it played a role in all the above anecdotes — save for perhaps my apparent experience with Jamila, as I don’t remember what I “heard,” and perhaps for Lockhart’s experience with her friend Ali — though I’d argue that the emotional intensity involved in her determination to verify telepathy through personal experiment may have provided the sufficient emotional element, one that is more easily and therefore more frequently elicited in fiending for drugs.

Parapsychological studies have suggested that emotional intensity is conducive to telepathy. My own experience in which I feel that, through an energy in and around the bodies of people, I can feel the emotions of others, and have subsequent emotional reactions to those received feelings — what might be called telepathic empathy or emotive telepathy — suggest to me that such empathy is a lesser form of telepathy, and that given sufficient emotional intensity inner speech can “piggyback” these emotions. I am not of the opinion, I feel I should make clear, that even emotional intensity is required for telepathy, or even this particular type of telepathy, to occur, though again, such intense emotional states clearly seem to be conducive to these experiences.

At least at this point in time, I look at this form as telepathy as being an internal analogue to the external equivalent. For instance, if you can hear someone from a good distance away, it might be due to the fact that you have relatively good ears (you have telepathic sensitivity, at least in terms of telepathic receptivity) coupled with the fact that the person in question was screaming (their internal speech was associated with remarkably intense emotions). This is my way of making sense out of the aforementioned examples. Instead, you might be able to hear someone a good distance away, even if they’re whispering (there are no intense emotions fueling their thoughts) simply because you have good ears and a highly disciplined ability to hear (you are talented and/or disciplined in telepathic receptivity), much as is the case with a close friend of mine, who is a remarkably talented musician.

This brings us to a story regarding an evidently gifted telepathic receiver — one who seemed to have a particularly sensitive and/or well-disciplined mind’s ear. On the Interfaith forum in a thread entitled, “Telepathy – Experiences and Insights,” MJG responded to share their story, though it is from the perspective not of the receiver, but of someone who had evidently read, or rather “listened” to, their mind:

“I was washing dishes while a friend of mine cooked in our college dormitory kitchen.

My friend’s food started to burn. I remembered how another girl named Paula, who had lived in our dorm over 18 months ago, used to burn herself occasionally while cooking. Neither my friend nor I had spoken of Paula in nearly a year.

As soon as I had had the thought, my friend said, out loud: “Yeah, but Paula never burnt any of the actual food she made.”

I’m convinced that the statistical probability of my friend accurately guessing what I was thinking is negligible. And, on top of this, over the course of the next year this girl did several other things that made my friends and I all suspicious (and a little uncomfortable at times) that occasionally she was privy to more than just our spoken words.”

This brings us to another such experience, formerly referenced, which was documented by Koda in his 2004 book, Instant Enlightenment: Metaphysical Fast Food, where he explains his first attempts at telepathy in the 1970s. Chuck, a friend of his, was alone with him in a car, smoking hashish, when they decided to experiment. Chuck was to try to remain receptive as Koda attempted to focus and “send” a letter to him. After visualizing the letter “R” for roughly five minutes using a variety of techniques, his frustration grew until, in inner speech and not by use of his mouth, he “screamed” the letter R, at which time Chuck screamed it verbally. Again, it seems as though intense emotion — in this case, frustration — provided the necessary conductivity. Though they tried several times to replicate their apparent accomplishment, they ultimately met with failure; regardless, this experience enhanced Koda’s interest and spawned subsequent experiments in this and many other areas of the paranormal.

This is like most of the transmission cases that I have found, which are to say they are typically the result of a deliberate attempt to do so, very unlike most reception accounts, which seem to suggest that sending is as unintentional as the ability to receive in such cases.

It strikes me as strange that while I’ve come across many cases in which people experience linguistic telepathy of the receptive kind, there are far fewer reported cases of linguistic telepathic transmission, in which an individual either deliberately or unintentionally “sends” their inner voice into the working memory of another. It could be argued, of course, that all the above cases clearly involved both telepathic reception and transmission, but given that the majority of such “reception” cases involve individuals who report having had other telepathic experiences, the implication appears to be that the experience came about due to their receptive talents as opposed to the other person being a talented, telepathic transmitter. Given this, it may be the case that there are fewer recorded instances of transmission or “sending” than receiving because the unintentional sender was not doing anything differently, and certainly not deliberately transmitting, they just happened to come across someone sensitive enough to receive their thoughts at a time when their thoughts were being fueled by emotional intensity. As a consequence, the receiver may not speak about it to the sender, or even react in an obvious way, and so the unintentional sender would never know. At best, then, you might get a report of telepathic reception

My own, singular experience with unintentional linguistic telepathic transmission — my most intense, human, telepathic experience in this area, which is to say my aforementioned experience with Eva — makes this difficult for me to believe, however, as I immediately sensed that the individual in question “heard” me and this subsequently inspired a desire to verify I wasn’t going batshit insane.

Telepathy and Inner Speech (Part I).

I. Linguistic Telepathy, Aliens, & The Incommensurability Problem.

“Well, I hate to admit it, but it is possible that there is (one) such a thing as telepathy and (two) that the CETI project’s idea that we might communicate with extraterrestrial beings via telepathy is possibly a reasonable idea–if telepathy exists and if ETIs exist. Otherwise we are trying to communicate with someone who doesn’t exist with a system which doesn’t work.”

― Philip K. Dick, The Dark-Haired Girl.

“In science fiction, telepaths often communicate across language barriers, since thoughts are considered to be universal. However, this might not be true. Emotions and feelings may well be nonverbal and universal, so that one could telepathically send them to anyone, but rational thinking is so closely tied to language that it is very unlikely that complex thoughts could be sent across language barriers. Words will still be sent telepathically in their original language.” 

― Michio Kaku, The Future of the Mind: The Scientific Quest to Understand, Enhance, and Empower the Mind.

While largely ignored by the scientific community, even within the realm of parapsychology, what we might call “linguistic telepathy” is a form of telepathy fairly popular in fiction, and it involves what traditional psychologists often call inner speech. It was present, for instance, in Stephen King’s 1977 book and disappointing miniseries, The Shining, which aired two decades after the novel — and, of course, also featured in Stanley Kurbick’s epic yet not altogether faithful 1980 film adaptation. It was again present in King’s novel Doctor Sleep, a sequel to The Shining, and in the film adaptation. The character Matt Parkman had the ability in the television series, Heroes, and it also featured in the first episode of the second season of the 2019 reboot of The Twilight Zone, entitled “Meet in the Middle.” As I’ve recently been enlightened to, as I finally got around to reading the book, it was also present in Robert A. Heinlein’s 1961 novel Stranger in a Strange Land

Despite the ignorance or disinterest of parapsychologists, however, experiences of this type are by no means confined to the realm of fiction: there are indeed anecdotal accounts. One area of the unknown (and at least partially paranormal) in which telepathy involving inner speech has played a consistent role is in reports of alien encounters and alien abduction — which I can personally attest to, for what that’s worth. The issue is that in the alien abduction literature, all telepathy typically functions as a barely-noticeable backdrop, an unspoken given that is hardly acknowledged, much less examined by researchers, no doubt due to the cornucopia of grander weirdness offered by this aspect of the UFO phenomenon. One abduction investigator who stands out in this regard is David Jacobs, who has spent some time studying and contemplating this issue. He wrote about it in his book, Walking Among Us, and in his paper, “Telepathy and Emotion in Alien Society,” though his most relevant insight came in his 1992 book, Secret Life: Firsthand Accounts of UFO Abductions, his first book on the abduction phenomenon, where he made an interesting observation about how telepathy functions within that context:

During the entire abduction experience, communication between aliens and abductees is telepathic. The abductee either “hears” the communication or receives an impression in her mind. … Usually the abductee receives only an “impression” of what the Beings are communicating and has difficulty repeating specific words and sentences, although some people “hear” sentences in their minds and can recall not only the sense of the communication but the words as well.


This I’ve always found interesting, for while there was at least one occasion I recall in which I received “impressions” from one of the creatures, I would typically “hear” sentences during this kind of direct telepathic communication despite the fact that, as reported by Jacobs, this is apparently a relatively uncommon experience. This distinction in the experience of telepathy during abductions and encounters only began to make sense to me when I learned about studies into inner speech in mainstream psychology. While scientific studies into inner speech is currently in its infancy, it is currently believed that everyone experiences what we could call inner speech, at least in a sense, it’s just that they experience it in two main fashions: through symbolic and non-symbolic language. 

Symbolic language is what we naturally associate with inner speech, and this is an umbrella term for the agreed-upon verbal and written languages we develop as a culture in order to communicate with other members of our cultural tribe. We grow up within the confines of a particular culture and therefore within its characteristic linguistic context, and as a result of that come to use it to communicate with others externally; as a result of that, some of us ultimately internalize it as an additional means by which we can communicate with ourselves. After all, it is far more economical to think within our shared, linguistic context than outside of it, as in doing so we save the time and energy we would otherwise be wasting in our efforts to translate when communicating our thoughts to others.

In the context of symbolic language, then, inner speech refers to the monologues or dialogues many of us have with ourselves within the presumed privacy of our own minds, where we “speak” to ourselves without making corresponding noises with our mouths. Despite this, our inner voice tends to echo the accent, tones, and inflections of our external voice — though not always. I have found that when I’ve been listening to quite a bit of a single comedian, a narrative voice in a documentary, or even a specific YouTuber, my inner voice will for a short time afterward take on their own.

While some experience this inner speech primarily in the form of monologues, many, such as myself, also engage in internal dialogues in which they have a back-and-forth with themselves. Ordinarily, the person experiences themselves as being at both ends of the conversation, though occasionally they imagine talking with others, sometimes even in “imagined interactions.” These are occasions in which the inner voice can be utilized in tandem with other internal experiences, such as emotions, simulated sensations, as well as still and animate imagery. This experience appears to be synonymous with what is typically referred to as daydreaming. These are simulated scenarios we generate in our minds, for instance, when we think of the perfect line or perfect thing to do in a situation in retrospect — “the spirit of the stairway,” as it’s been called. We may also imagine a potential future scenario, rehearsing what we’ll say and do. Last but not least, we can, of course, imagine entirely fictitious scenarios as well 

To my surprise, I discovered that not only do people experience inner speech in different fashions, as suggested above, but also with varying degrees of frequency. 

It was only in mid-to-late 2019 when I saw a meme circling around on a social media site that alleged that not all people had the capacity to think in one’s native language, and when I also discovered, to my surprise, that I knew someone like this, I knew I had to engage in some research and reevaluate many of my former assumptions. So I did some research, and indeed, I found recent studies which suggest that while, like me, some people think predominantly within the context of their native language, almost as a default, others do so only occasionally. And much like there are those with aphasia, which is to say those who cannot generate mental imagery, there are also those who claim they are psychologically mute, having never experienced an internal voice at all. 

When not thinking within the context of symbolic thought, it turns out that people can still think, it’s just that their “inner speech” comes in the form of a non-symbolic language, or what the “language of thought” hypothesis refers to as “mentalese” — an underlying, innate, non-symbolic, language-like mode of thinking we all share from the dawn of our consciousness. In the midst of my research, I suddenly recalled that Chomsky had spoken of this as well — of a basic grammar underlying all language that is innate to our species and serves as a basic template that all of our specific, native languages conform to. Put another way, Chomsky suggested that the process of learning our native language as a child is actually the process of learning to translate our innate mentalese into our native language.

As evidence of mentalese, particularly with respect to those of us that think in symbolic language as a default, it is important to realize that even we all get a taste of it here and there, specifically during those occasions in which we can’t think of a word yet know exactly what it means — clearly, as despite having lost the word we nonetheless know what we desire to communicate, as if that were not the case it wouldn’t be so goddamn frustrating. These are known as tip-of-the-tongue states (TOTS), and studies evidently suggest that this happens about once a week for most of us and increases with frequency as we age until it happens roughly once a day. In the most frustrating cases, TOTS also involve what are commonly referred to as “blockers,” or “ugly sisters,” which are things associated with the desired word. I think it goes even deeper than this, however, for on far too many occasions I’ve also struggled to convey something for which I had not the words and ultimately had to accept the fact that such words, at least in my native language, simply didn’t exist. I’ve also had the experience when I find myself staring into space yet upon reflection found myself unable to recall or at the very least explain what I’d been thinking during that period. 

This seemed to provide some clarity with respect to linguistic telepathy, as it appeared to be supported by what Jacobs had to say about the nature of telepathy during the abduction experience. To recap that which was quoted earlier, he stated that a relatively small percentage of abductees could either literally “hear ” what the aliens were saying inside their minds, which, given my updated context, would imply linguistic telepathy involving symbolic inner speech, but that a greater percentage merely received impressions that they then had to translate into their native language, at least when expressing those impressions to others. 

Assuming the aliens in question communicate in telepathic mentalese, it would make sense that abductees who think in mentalese themselves would immediately understand the telepathic impressions of the aliens but that they would have to translate it into their native language before expressing it to other humans. Abductees who think symbolically, however, would have to translate the telepathic impressions into their native language in realtime, as if they did not do so they would be unable to consciously comprehend what was being communicated.

Assuming that the aliens in question communicate telepathically in one’s own native language, however, it would make sense that those who by default think within the context of their own native language would understand them at an immediate and specific, but to a nonetheless limited degree, as there is always something lost in translation — be it from mentalese to symbolic language, or from one symbolic language to a foreign Other. If permitted, questions expressed due to a need for greater detail and discrimination would likely result from such a communication.

What about linguistic telepathic experiences between those who spoke one native language and those who spoke another, relatively foreign language, however? Imagine, for instance, that I, a symbolic thinker who only knows English, were to have an experience of linguistic telepathy with a symbolic thinker who only knows Chinese: would they hear English when I communicate to them, and would I hear Chinese when they spoke to me, thereby rendering our communications as useless as it would have been had we spoken verbally? Or would the underlying, shared, nonsymbolic language of mentalese be transmitted as well, either allowing us to understand one another despite the foreign languages we were using to communicate one another or automatically and unconsciously translating that mentalese into inner speech, overriding the foreign mental tongue?

It also helped make more sense of tales I had researched long ago, both of which emerged out of Catholicism — specifically the cases of Padre Pio and Maria de Jesus de Agreda, “The Lady in Blue,” both of whom were venerated by the Catholic Church. Both were evidently rather adept at the out-of-body experience (OBE), too, it would seem, and allegedly capable of other astounding feats of psi, even if taken solely within the context of OBEs. While their stories — which are intriguing, to say the least — deserve to be detailed in a paper dedicated to that subject, I mention both here because they both exhibited apparent telepathy in a similar fashion that always fascinated me and now makes some sense in the context of what is known regarding mentalese. 

First is one of the countless peculiar stories regarding the abilities of Padre Pio, this one from the era of World War II. The tale comes to us from Benardo Rosini, a general of the Italian Air Force. During a search for a secret storehouse of weapons hidden in the Nazi territory of San Giovanni, several allied pilots reported seeing a monk with upheld hands floating in the sky. They also described some strange sort of resistance around the monk, making them unable to fly over the target — or drop their bombs for that matter, as the mechanism seemed to be jammed. The first mission to encounter this problem returned to base, more than a little embarrassed to report what had occurred. They tried again and again, but try as they might, mission after mission returned to the base at Bari, Italy, reporting a hovering monk in the sky over San Giovanni. What first seemed like a joke soon bred into fear, so the US Commanding General took up a squadron under his own command — but he met with the same result. Situation what-the-fuck: big floating monk. Bombs were dropped and obliterated the surrounding area, but not one was to fall on San Giovanni. After the war, the American General, along with a few pilots, went to the town and sought out the monk with the superpowers that was known to live there. When he entered the Capuchin monastery, he recognized, in a group of friars, the hovering, supernatural monk he’d seen during the war: Padre Pio. It was Pio that went towards him right away, however, putting his hand upon the General’s shoulder and saying: ”So it is you, the one who wanted to do away with us all.”

Interestingly, though Padre Pio had spoken this in his Benevento dialect, the general was convinced he had spoken in English. In a few renditions of this account, it was explained as one of his many “talents”. I also found a similar account in the story of Maria de Jesus de Agreda (“Sister Mary of Jesus”), also known as The Lady in Blue.

There was Catholic mission known as the Isolita Mission, which took place in 1622 in the area now known as New Mexico in order to convert some of the native tribes to Christianity. There had been, from the Christian perspective, failures and successes, but with respect to some tribes, it seemed, there was no job to be done at all. Case in point: in 1629, Father Alonzo de Benavides had been approached by a group of some fifty natives of an unknown tribe who asked that their missionaries be sent to them. This native tribe, known as the Jamanos, claimed they were sent by a mysterious, young and beautiful Lady in Blue who had been teaching them the ways of Christianity. And this, to put it mildly, was more than a little odd.

Nonetheless, two missionaries were sent back with the tribe, who had evidently traveled the lengthy distance from Texas to the priests by means of directions that had been given to them by the Lady in Blue. Upon investigation, it was found that though these native peoples had never met any of the Spanish or French and no official missionary had yet reached them, they knew things they should not, and by all logical reasoning could not have known. For instance, they carried crosses, had altars, knew Roman Catholic rituals and liturgy — and all in their native language. The missionaries then went about baptizing the entire tribe.

Naturally, the question arises: just who the fuck was this Lady in Blue? ”She came down from the heights to us,” the natives had said to him, ”she taught us the new religion, she stayed among us for a time, she told us you would come and to make you welcome, and then she went away. That’s all we know.”

Father Benavides knew that the nuns of the Poor Clare order wore blue habits, and so he found a painting of one of them — of one Sister Louisa Carrion, to be exact — and showed it to the Jamanos. He asked if this was the woman, and they said that while that was certainly the outfit, it wasn’t the woman herself. The woman in the painting, they said, was too elderly and chubby; the woman they’d seen had been beautiful and young. So the lady was a Poor Clare nun, it seemed, though evidently not the one he’d revealed to them in the painting. This actually didn’t help in the manner of an explanation, Benavides knew, because from the day they took their vows and onward to the grave these nuns never left their convents, much less journeyed far distances on unofficial missions to fucking Mexico.

More than a little confused, Father Benavides wrote to King Philip IV of Spain and Pope Urban VIII in order to get to the bottom of this. He told them about what was going on and asked for their help in solving the mystery. He wanted to discover who had been there before him and, as it seemed, beaten him to the punch. The response from both of them was that no one had been sent before Benavides at all.

They decided to investigate, however, and soon enough they found her. In the Poor Clare convent in Agreda, Spain, they found Maria de Jesus de Agreda, the superior of the convent. This woman, now 29 years of age, was a mystic and had experienced many “visions” over the course of her life which fed her writing. And even prior to her questioning due to Father Benavides inquiry, she had openly admitted to visiting and converting the Natives of North America. When she was presented with the argument that this was impossible, as she’d never left the convent, she responded by saying she had visited them ”not in body, but in spirit.”

In more modern terminology, she had visited them in a non-corporeal form during an out-of-body experience.

So a letter was sent to Father Benavides in Spain, informing him that he’d better come meet with the nun, as something was certainly amiss — and this he did that year of 1631. Upon meeting her, he discovered that between 1620 and 1631, she often lapsed into these cataleptic trances during which she had strange dreams, or visions, of being carried to strange lands occupied by strange people, to whom she taught her religion. It is claimed that she visited various tribes in the American Southwest some 500 times, sometimes four times a day, to whom she was variously known as the Blue Lady.

As proof of her seemingly impossible disembodied journeys, she was able to provide details about the natives such as their customs, clothes and appearance. She could describe the climate. She gave names of tribes the father either had already known about or later on found to be accurate. She knew things that had just been recently discovered by the Europeans, as a matter of fact, and which it was either impossible or highly unlikely for her to know. As impossible as it seemed that this woman was traveling out of body, it equally seemed indisputable that this nun had been to this distant land and mingled with the tribes.

Most relevant is how they understood her, and her them, as she had no way to know their language. She explained that she had simply spoken to them in her disembodied form and that her supposed deity had let them understand one another, which makes about as much sense as explaining Padre Pio’s indistinguishable ability (though his stories suggest he could also accomplish this while within his physical form) as “one of his talents.”

While this may not suggest telepathy to some, it’s been the only way these incidents, assuming they truly happened, could ever hope to make any sense to me. In present terminology, my hypothesis on the Padre Pio incident could be articulated in this way: as he spoke in his own dialect, he simultaneously communicated the message in mentalese, which the general’s mind automatically interpreted into his own language. With respect to the Lady in Blue, her means of communicating to the tribe in a disembodied form makes the telepathy hypothesis a bit more digestible, as there was no spoken word to contend with. The Blue Lady’s explanation that her deity permitted them to understand one another could be easily explained as a theological rationalization of two-way mentalese telepathy.

Mentalese would prove to be invaluable with respect to linguistic telepathy, particularly if you are alien to the culture and the associated language in question. Its true that in the process of communicating non-symbolically that much may be lost in translation, or at least left uncomfortably vague, but it would constitute a truly universal language, it would provide a common ground for all life, or at least all intelligent life, and this common ground may not be exclusive to those who evolved on earth, but all life — or intelligent life — throughout the cosmos.

In other words, this may constitute an answer to what those involved with SETI (the Search for ExtraTerrestrial Intelligence) have come to refer to as the Incommensurability Problem. This refers to the anticipated cognitive mismatch between humans and an extraterrestrial intelligence (ETI). They may have developed under entirely different conditions from within a truly alien ecosystem on an exoplanet radically different than our own. They may have evolved distinct sense organs and instincts and even have a far longer lifespan than the oldest human that has ever lived. All these variables would certainly influence their understanding of the world and, to get to the core of the problem, influence how they think and communicate. If that were the case, how could we effectively communicate with each other? Where is our analogue to the Rosetta Stone? Would our divergent histories breed divergent cognition, making mutual understanding entirely impossible? Even if we could communicate with one another, could we really understand one another? This has spawned a search for a “universal language.”

Carl Sagan logically deduced that any ETI capable of creating technology that would enable them to communicate with us through, for instance, radio, regardless as to the specifics of its origins or the circumstances of its development, must be well versed in math and science. It was based on the assumption that these were external things we’d all see, logical conclusions we’d all come to, regardless of planetary or cultural context, simply by virtue that we emerged in the same universe, with the same governing laws. So he elected math and science as the universal language, and it was under the guidance of this logic that he pushed for the golden records on the Pioneer Probes and something else. He also scoffed at UFO sightings, abductions, and anything paranormal or parapsychological, however, so would have naturally dismissed telepathy as a likely candidate for a universal language. 

Exploiting telepathy with inner speech at the non-symbolic, mentalese level would in effect answer the incommensurability problem, however, as mentalese would constitute a language shared by all forms of life, cutting across all categories, be it regional or planetary. In this context the differences Jacobs identified between what abductees experience in the realm of telepathy involving inner speech during abduction experiences make a great deal more sense. 

If the bulk of UFO and alien encounters and particularly alien abductions are to be believed, they utilize telepathy as their central mode of communication. I assume this is even the case outside encounters and abductions, as aliens, for instance, often communicate telepathically to one another during abductions and abductees can sometimes “tap into” their conversation. If the aliens predominantly communicated verbally, for instance, they would likely use this when speaking to one another during abductions for the same reason my parents used to spell out words when they were trying to hide from us what they were talking about when we were kids. They don’t, however, and if they’re an interstellar species that has come into contact with other forms of intelligent life, this actually makes a good deal of sense, especially in the light of how telepathic mentalese functions. There is no need for a Rosetta Stone, as it overcomes the language barrier, just as it did with Padre Pio, The Lady in Blue, and presumably countless abductees. 

Assuming we’re not the first ETI they’ve interacted with, telepathy in the form of mentalese is probably their basic means of telepathic communication. Those abductees who think predominantly in mentalese would receive “impressions” during their telepathic communications with aliens which their minds would then have to translate into symbolic language, at least when expressing those conversations to others, thereby serving the role as an interpreter, whereas those who think predominantly in symbolic language would only have to engage in transcription, playing the role of a stenographer. 

Many of the aliens, or at the very least those who have been cast in roles that require extensive, long-form communication, have probably studied our native languages, however, and may, on top of their mentalese capabilities, communicate to us through our familiar, linguistic context. What would be the benefit of this? Those abductees who thought symbolically would hear and potentially have a telepathic dialogue with them through inner speech that parallels the way human beings verbally communicate to one another, but those abductees who thought in mentalese: what of them? 

Being someone who thinks predominantly in symbolic language myself, this makes a good deal of sense with respect to my alien encounters that involved linguistic telepathy. In my flashback concerning the creature who called himself the Doctor, which I detailed in my blog post Ancestral Interstellar Supervillains, I know that I at least initially received impressions and associated imagery when he telepathically communicated with me — no inner speech was involved:

Upon meeting his eyes, we were suddenly communicating mind-to-mind. Any sense I had of my external environment vanished as I became absorbed in the content occupying the mental bond we now shared. He had commandeered my psyche and, judging from the high-speed picture-show flashing before my inner eye like a flipbook composed of random images, proceeded to explore it with as much speed and thoroughness as his little henchmen had been exploring the room. It was as if he was working the switches of my mind yet leaving me there to witness the process as a passive passenger. Ultimately he communicated to me in what seemed to be a form of internal yet interpersonal dialogue. They were Scientists, he told me, and he was The Doctor. He was very old, very wise, and in some way served as a grandfather to me.

Though I explained this as “a form of internal yet interpersonal dialogue,” it was much unlike my telepathic conversations with Nimi. They seemed to be expressed initially as simple meanings, with subsequent symbols spawning in my mind as a result. Though I’ve never expressed it in writing, I specifically recall that when he communicated the fact that he was The Doctor to me I didn’t “hear” that fact internally but rather saw it visually, as an image in my mind, displayed as if the text, written on the old, worn page of a book, was viewed from an angle. Still, this image seemed attached to impressions, so it was predominantly mentalese. 

With the creature called the Leader — who I encountered in the toy room of my childhood friend Jimmy when him, his brother, and I were “camping out” there — I know that we argued telepathically, and though I feel that we exchanged words of the “inner dialogue” order, I’ve been unable to recall the details of the conversation, so I have little of substance to offer with respect to this circumstance.

Nimi and I often had extensive conversations, however, which involved exchanges in inner speech, often in tandem with associated still and animate imagery in such a way that the inner speech served as a kind of internal voiceover. In the group of flashbacks I had concerning her, I can recall particular sentences and even specific chunks of dialogue we had between one another telepathically. The nature of our extensive interactions and two-way communications is, in fact, one of the few central reasons why my memories of her remain  far more difficult for me to dismiss in my most self-doubting moments than my interactions with the other creatures. I simply cannot convince myself that our meetings merely constitute dialogues I had with some hallucinogenic externalization of my unconscious during my childhood or that these memories are in fact false memories obscuring a real-time interaction with some dissociated aspect of my psyche or autonomous subpersonality. She felt too real, undeniably real, as if I were truly dealing with a separate entity. 

While all of my encounters with her suggest linguistic telepathy was involved, in at least two encounters I had with her sometime between the ages of five and eleven, both experiences that I’ve written of elsewhere, there was additional suggestion that this was the case.

I wrote about one such conversation in my post Aliens, Auras, and the Indigo Children:

In the midst of what seemed to be a more casual conversation than those which we usually had, I remember revealing to Nimi how I had recently decided that I wanted to be either a scientist or a chef when I grew up. We were, at the time, both standing in my room in the area opposite the bed, with her beside me, far taller than me. Curious as to what she did for a living, I asked her what she was, and she said she was a Teacher. I pondered on whether I might one day be a teacher as well. In response, she said that I was an Artist, that it was “my work.” Curious, I asked her how she knew it would be my job. She said that she did not mean that kind of work, at least not necessarily. Instead, she explained, by “work” she meant that it was a talent I had developed over the course of many lifetimes and would most likely continue developing in this one.


The other experience I wrote about in a post entitled Nimi’s Planes:

She had been beside my loft bed in the darkness when, in the midst of our conversation, I confessed to her that I had always felt as if I had a foot in two worlds. As I told her this, I imagined my body wedged between a paper-thin membrane separating two realities, involuntarily painting a mental picture for her to go along with my telepathic voice-over just as she so often did with me. She responded with a soft, “in a way, that is true,” which made me immediately suspicious. I feared from her mental tone that perhaps it was just the all-too-typical adult’s way of humoring a child, but she then did what adults characteristically failed to do after casting out those words: she actually explained to me just in what way that it was true. 

This was when we came to share the same dreamscape, floating beside one another. At some distance in the blue-black space before us, I saw four or five flat, rectangular boards hovering slightly above one another. She told me that there were “planes of existence” and that some people could function better on one plane than on others. Despite the fact that I have no recollection of it, she must have indicated that each plane was a “world,” using that word specifically, as I remembered turning to her in confusion. My understanding, I told her, was that the world was round, not flat. Her response seemed to clear things up for me at the time, and though I cannot recall with certainty what it was that she said, I believe that she explained to me that it was a metaphor, an indirect way of explaining something.

In both cases I became confused regarding a word which she used — “work” in the first example; “world” in the next — that I then questioned, and which she then had to go on to explain. If it were the case that she was telepathically communicating to me through mere “impressions,” my mind would have presumably received the meaning or intent of her impressions and then proceeded to automatically and unconsciously translate it into my native language. There would have been no confusion over any words, no need for her to define the words and reframe my understanding.

Given that telepathically communicating through impressions would have presumably been possible, as I believe that’s what I experienced at least to some degree in the Doctor flashback, and that it may have been easier in this respect, as I would have presumably immediately understood the concepts she was attempting to convey, I must wonder why she elected to communicate to me through linguistic telepathy, whereas the Doctor and Goblin Man didn’t seem to. After some contemplation I’ve come to wonder if it may have come down to her role, or her “work,” as she might put it. In the Doctor flashback, the impressions and images I received from him brought me to understand that he was The Doctor and that the rest of his team were Scientists and that they were just here to give me a check-up, perhaps spawned by his curiosity regarding the fact that I was wearing leg braces (which, whether he knew it or not, was due to Leggs-Calves-Perthes Disease). In other words, his role or work may not typically require long-form telepathic conversations with (relatively) alien entities such as myself, so mentalese may have been his natural default when unexpectedly coming upon me hiding beneath that bed as they raided the bedroom. Nimi, on the other hand, identified herself as The Teacher — a role that, given it would presumably involve understanding a wide variety of concepts as well as alien cultures, as it apparently involved teaching lessons to alien entities such as myself — would likely also require mastering diverse native languages and employing that through her telepathic communication with her students so she would be able to customise her lessons in a way best suited to the student in question. She identified me as an Artist, so perhaps that was why she chose to communicate me most often in what I’ve since come to call documentary-style telepathy — telepathically-transmitted still or animate imagery with telepathic, linguistic voiceover. 

A subsequent experience I had in 2011 reinforced this notion of a customized telepathic experience among aliens playing a particular role, or pursuing specific “work,” though I must confess the experience was not nearly as convincing as my encounters with Nimi. Though all of what I consider to be the telltale signs of an abduction or alien encounter took place, I neither remember seeing a UFO or encountering an alien being. I have also written of this previously, in a post entitled The Conversation:

I can’t be sure, but I think it was a man with whom I spoke. The subject matter of the conversation should have made me remember the individual with whom I had the conversation, too, because it dealt with the abduction phenomenon and my studies, speculations and theories regarding it. These are not topics I discuss with just anyone. At some point in the conversation I remember explaining why I thought the Grays were “insectival,” but then, doubting the word was appropriate, stuttered in embarrassment and then said “insectoid” instead. I often do this kind of thing when I’m talking with someone about things and using words I’ve read and thought about but haven’t spoken about. I tend to do this most often with people I consider a lot more intelligent or that bear a far better vocabulary than I do, for while I could use a word fleetingly among some people (who wouldn’t be likely to know the correct word or word pronunciation anyway), among others I might come across as a dumbass trying to talk over their head but instead just doing a shitty job of talking over my own head. I might end up looking like a jackass trying to hide his lack of intelligence beneath big words, like some kid pretending he’s on the same level as some genius he’s talking to. So whoever I was talking to I trusted and considered intelligent. Two more very good reasons I should remember who the hell it was.

The person also seemed to catch my embarrassment and was quick to soften my fall and brush it off by revealing he knew what I meant.

I remember explaining that the Small Grays seemed, in abduction reports, to be in a subordinate position to the Tall Grays, who in turn also seemed to have an authority: taller, slender beings in cloaks or robes that are often said to look like a Praying Mantis. The person said “Praying Mantis” just before I said it, which indicated to me — with great excitement and enthusiasm on my part at the time, I might add, forcing me to smile and give a little laugh — that they were actually listening to me, taking it all in, on the same page as me and, even better, were apparently well-read on the subject. It went beyond that at the time, however. I remember thinking just after the person said that how weird it was, because it seemed as though he had read my mind. I went on to say that the Mantis species we know on earth have young that do not always look like miniature versions of Mantises, but instead often look like ants, so it was my theory that the Grays were merely the younger versions, the “nymphs” of the taller Mantis beings. They were basically an advanced insect species. I then explained how they also seemed to be part of a “hive mind” like bees, and this is where the person again interjected, this time to express a difference of opinion, feeling that the “bee” analogy was insufficient or misleading.

My hesitation over using the word “insectival,” and the fact that I then stuttered as I attempted to say “insectoid,” as well as the mystery individual saying the word “praying mantis” just before I was able to say it myself, both would seem to suggest that if this was a telepathic conversation with an alien, as I believed it was, it was clearly one of linguistic telepathy of the symbolic kind.

My telepathic experiences of this nature therefore were in good company with respect to my encounters with Nimi and the other presumably alien creatures, but when I began having such experiences, however limited, with my fellow human beings, I inevitably felt that I was the rarest of weirdos. It took some time, experience, and deep-Googling research for me to discover, to my great relief, that I was by no means alone in having this experience with my fellow humans. Indeed, there are scattered reports of individuals who either report “hearing,” with their mind’s ear, the thoughts of another, which we’ll call telepathic reception; report someone else heard their thoughts with their mind’s ear, which we’ll call telepathic transmission; or report that they even held a back-and-forth with one another mind-to-mind in this fashion, which we’ll call telepathic dialogue. I myself have experienced all three — though again, I’ve only held telepathic linguistic, telepathic dialogue with apparently nonhuman entities. Among my fellow humans, I can only claim that I’ve received and transmitted such subjective messages, never engaged in an active back-and-forth.

To do so has been an interest of mine for some time…

Aliens and Insects II: Extraterrestrial Eusocial Mantodea.

Eusocial insect species are said to bear three defining characteristics: they organize their colonies into caste systems, they rear offspring as a colony rather than relegate them to parental care, and there is an overlap in generations that enable the elder to educate the younger as they assist the elder. All three also characterize what we have observed, through abduction cases, of the alien society.

An insect colony divides labor according to four castes or less, depending on the particular species. Assuming there are four, the top two castes are reproductive castes comprised of Gynes or Queens and the Drones or Kings, both of whom are morphologically distinct from the bottom two castes, who are sterile: the Workers, who perform the labor, and the Soldiers, who are involved in defending the colony against enemies. According to David Jacobs, judging from the mass of abduction reports there also appears to be at least four levels in the alien hierarchy.

The first two types, from the bottom up, are what Jacobs calls the Small and Tall Grays, which are essentially similar but nonetheless differ from one another in important ways. In general, the eyes of a Gray are large, black, almond-shaped and slanted and stare out at you from a bulbous cranium shaped like an inverted guitar pick with a more bulbous topside. The eyes never blink and occasionally a ridge is reported around them. The nose is nonexistent, save for perhaps a bump or, according to some accounts, two slight slits for nostrils. While the mouth has on occasion been reported open like an oval or perfect circle of black, showing no signs of teeth or a tongue, typically they are described as unwavering, lipless slits. There are no changes in the mouth or any facial features for emotional expression. The relatively large head is connected to a spindly humanoid body by means of a narrow, featureless neck. Their long, stick arms and legs bend at their so-called knees and elbows. They have three long fingers and an additional digit that seems to serve as an opposable thumb. Their feet have no toes. Nothing about them physically seems to indicate a sex, either: there are no genitals or secondary sexual characteristics.

The “skin” not only appears smooth and is utterly devoid of hairs, bumps, bruises, cuts or other imperfections, but it provides no evidence of underlying bones or musculature. No jawline, ribcage, or vertebrae. No biceps or butt cheeks — or butt holes, for that matter. No evidence of hips, stomach or genitals. Their is also no suggestion of them swallowing or, for that matter, breathing. They have none of the associated chest movements, for one thing; for another, while they often hold their faces very close to the abductee for their telepathic eye-gazing, abductees never report feeling their breath. Despite their name, the Grays can come in different colors, but that color is uniform throughout their body.

At the ass-end link in the chain of command are the Smalls, which certainly constitute the workers. Standing at three or four feet tall, they do the bulk of the routine procedures with speed and efficiency and are surprisingly strong. They are felt to be male or female. They submit to the authority of the Talls who, aside from standing up to a foot taller than his workers and wearing a distinguishing coat, robe or cape, essentially looks the same, though sometimes their faces are reported as wrinkly. They have greater telepathic ability and an increased degree of personal identity than their underlings. They also move more slowly, observing and directing at a distance until they move in to carry out the more specialized tasks, such as harvesting eggs and sperm and conducting deep, telepathically-penetrating eye-gazing. Female Talls bear all the distinguishing characteristics and responsibilities that the males do and also tend to the children in the nurseries.

Presiding over the Talls are even taller beings that Jacobs calls Instectalins; others call them Insectoids, Praying Mantises, Mantis beings or Mantids. These alien Mantodea have triangular-shaped heads with large, rounded, black, wrap-around eyes. A long, flexible neck attaches the head to an incredibly thin and bony-looking humanoid body that can stand over seven feet tall. They often have to bend their necks to avoid slamming their heads against the ceiling. Their long arms, complete with long fingers, are folded upward in a messiah pose reminiscent of the familiar, earthly mantis, though they lack the pinchers and antenna. Some describe them as graceful; others speak of fast, jerky movements. They are sensed to be either male or female and are often witnessed wearing long, dark cloaks or robes with a high collar.

They may emit a high-pitched clicking sound that can be expressed both audibly and telepathically. They also have the ability to spontaneously disappear or reappear, which some interpret as a materializing and dematerializing ability. Others posit they may be exhibiting a more advanced form of the camouflage utilized by our familiar, earth-dwelling mantids. My hypothesis is that this is merely another hypnotic manifestation of their advanced telepathic capabilities. Telepathy cannot explain their ability to walk through walls, however, as they have done in some bedroom encounters. In any case, their telepathic abilities and sense of personal identity is even greater than the Talls, and if they perform any tasks in the abduction scenario, they are the procedures usually relegated to the Talls. They often remind abductees of seven-foot-tall praying mantises, less often of sizable insects that are often confused with the Mantis, namely grasshoppers or ants. Abductees sense that they are very old, even ancient.

As with the Grays, Jacobs believes there are two levels among the Mantis beings, namely ones that wear no clothing and those that are distinguished by the fact they they wear robes or cloaks with a high collar. I take some issue with this only because I haven’t seen a reason to distinguish two different castes among the Mantodea, and it seems to me they only represent a single caste. Having said that, he’s certainly known more cases than I, most of them undoubtedly cases in which he’s actually dealt with those abductees directly, so let’s accept for the moment that he’s right. This would mean that the top two castes share morphological similarity with one another, and so perhaps represent the reproductive castes; morphological similarity is also shared among the bottom two castes, as previously explained, which appear to represent the sterile castes.

Each of the four, going now from the top down, are shorter, have less authority, have weaker personal identities, and have a less-intense telepathic ability than the order above them. Though the top two castes are morphologically distinct from the bottom two, such a thing is certainly not unheard of in insect colonies, which is by no means the only reason we might assume that the Mantodea and the Grays are members of a singular, extraterrestrial, eusocial insect species.

There may be yet another, higher caste in the Gray Mantodea colony as well. Though rare in reports, at least insofar as I have seen, there do seem to be remarkably similar themes among incidents reported by abductees in which the aliens have brought them to an entity what would appear to be a tier higher than the Mantis beings — some central authority to whom even they answer.

One such story comes from Betty Andreasson Luca, specifically through Raymond Fowler’s 1979 book, The Andreasson Affair: The Documented Investigation of a Woman’s Abduction Aboard a UFO. While reliving an abduction experience from her childhood under hypnosis, Luca described how a Gray escort placed her on a glass-like floor before a “Great Door,” which was itself made of multilayered glass. It was then explained to her that it was time for her to enter the door, go “home” and see the “One,” at which time she had an OBE and, after looking back at her vacant body, entered the door. There she experienced a blinding light and with it a rapturous sense that “everything is one.” Despite attempts made in both this and another hypnosis session on May 15, 1980, Luca seemed incapable of describing to the hypnotist what resided beyond the door.

A similar experience was described by “Susan Steiner” in David Jacob’s 1999 book The Threat: Revealing the Secret Alien Agenda, where she explains what happened after an alien escorted her through a desert, alien landscape. “And then we’re like walking and he’s grabbing my hand,” she says. “He takes my hand and it seems like we’re walking up steps but there’s no steps. We’re just floating and we float up toward this building, these big glass doors.” Though the transcript provided by Jacobs does not include what, if anything, she might have remembered seeing beyond those doors, I have to wonder what her full account of this experience might reveal. Like Luca, was she simply unable to properly articulate her experience?

The frustration over the matter of what might be behind that huge glass door — or doors — continues in an account provided by abductee Kim Carlsberg, though in her case the memory did not arise under hypnosis. In her book Beyond My Wildest Dreams, she describes how on October 18, 1991, she awoke to a blast of light and found herself “walking through a sea of glowing mist, accompanied by an entourage of diminutive grey beings.” Astonished at her degree of lucidity and control, she decided to take the opportunity to discover who was ultimately responsible for what these creatures had been doing to her. Fully admitting the cheesy nature of the demand, she asked them to take her to their leader. To her astonishment, they then seemed to submit to her request:

“The vapor dissipated as we approached a towering set of double doors. The doors parted majestically and my mind plunged into blackness. I regained consciousness as I approached the same doors from the opposite side. My request had been granted but it was obviously deemed important that my interlude remain wrapped in a cocoon of forgetfulness.”

In reflection upon this experience in her book, Kim describes her sense that the Grays were appendages of some unified consciousness, akin to “a beehive, where worker-drones, soldiers, and nurses minister to the needs of the queen, all acting under the dominion of a vast, mass-mind… a ‘hive’ mentality.” This would seem to resonate with Betty’s description of the “One” residing behind the “Great Door.”

If Jacobs is in part incorrect and the Mantis beings represent a single caste, might they be the Drones or Kings, and might “the leader” that resides behind the door or doors be the Gyne or Queen, founder of the invading colonies, puller of all the strings in the interstellar Gray Mantodea colony? What might this being look like? Though it may be a leap, there are vague suggestions that we might have been given a glimpse.

In her first book, Into the Fringe (pages 102-103) Karla Turner describes speaking with her son, David, who had experienced an apparent recollection of two scenes superimposed over one another. One of these images depicted a sandstorm on a world that was entirely desert, and “the only way I could tell the sky from the ground was that the sky was a lighter shade of tan.” The second image depicted “an outside area at night, pitch-black. But I could see something in front of me. It looked like a fifteen-foot-tall tree trunk or irregular column, and it was covered with thick, dark brown fur” and while he “could see some sort of appendage near the top of the column”, he was clueless as to its nature.

As Karla Turner noted in that same book, this experience bears an uncanny resemblance to an incident described in chapter 26 of Whitley Strieber’s 1989 novel, Majestic, which is a fictional account based on the Roswell story. In the novel, Nick Duke, a Baltimore reporter, investigates a lead given to him by Wilfred Stone, an ex-director of the CIA. In the chapter in question, the character of Wilfred Stone describes what to him was a strange and confusing experience in which he seemed to have found himself on a planet which appeared like Saturn in which he was “standing in a desert. It was strewn with sharp black boulders that shone dully in the weak light.” He described “the grit underfoot” and how “the air was crackling dry and the sky was brown.” He felt as if he were some unthinking animal as he ran across the world. He described two suns, one that was just setting as the scene began, leaving him in darkness, and the other, red sun rising in the midst of his encounter with what appeared to be a gigantic insect. It was the furry tree trunk description that resonated with David’s mental image, and David seemed to be describing the insect’s legs. Strieber wrote:

“For an instant I saw the complex face of the thing that had held me. It looked like nothing so much as a tremendous mantis. But those eyes — huge, reflecting the red air — were not blank. I was shocked. Somebody was looking at me. Joy rang out. There was peace, wisdom and then a cock of the head: the irony of our situation. Soundless in the charged air, laughter.”

Among the earthly insects, queens serve as the founder of an insect colony and her primary function is laying an enormous amount of eggs that ultimately become colony members. They can live up to 500 times longer than the typical worker and have a longer lifespan than most insects in general. If this is the case for any hypothetical queen among the Grays, it would stand to reason that the pattern of those with more authority being taller would continue. In light of this, might the being behind the door merely be a far more mature and therefore taller rendition of the Mantis beings with which we are now at least moderately familiar with through encounter and abduction reports — and perhaps akin to the “gigantic Mantis” Strieber referenced in his fictional work? Is Jacobs perhaps wrong after all, and are the Mantodea we see during abductions all members of the same caste, the Drones, while the Queen resides inside a suitably large structure on their desert homeworld that bears relatively large doors?

If taken literally, it seems doubtful, as the Mantis creatures, much like the Gray nymphs, appear to have male and female personalities. It does seem probable, even likely, that some being of either sex resides at the top, however.

In any case, there is still the question as to what kind of insect-like caste system the Gray Mantodea might belong to, as the insect colonies with which we are familiar are distinguished in one of two fashions. First, they can be distinguished by polyphenism, as with ants, which is to say with respect to their morphology, and so are inevitably born into their given caste and can only ever hope to die their way out of it. If this were the case with our extraterrestrial Mantodea, the Mantis beings would be born into the reproductive castes of the colony as Kings and Queens and ultimately die there, just as the Grays would be born and destined to die as sterile members of the Worker caste.

Alternatively, the castes can bear age polytheism, where the elder generation of the worker caste educates the younger and duties are defined in accordance with age. In other words, it could be that the alien society is structured so that the Small sterile nymphs, being younger and less experienced, are automatically relegated to the lowest of the Worker castes, where they are apprentices to the Talls and charged with menial duties. Once achieving a certain degree of education and physical maturity, they would then develop into the equally sterile Talls who, being more experienced, direct the activities of the Smalls and only step forward to conduct more specialized tasks. Eventually the Talls themselves develop into the imago stage and become Mantis beings, at which point they may actually have the capacity to reproduce.

All things considered, age polytheism appears to be the appropriate description of this presumably alien society, at least based on their behavior as displayed through abduction reports as a whole. Higher castes seem to not only oversee the activities of the lower caste but coach them in more specialized procedures, as if they will one day at least potentially adopt their leadership role. This still fails to explain the extreme differences between the Mantodea morphology and that of the Grays, however, which by itself, if nothing else is considered, makes polyphenism seem like the more suitable interpretation. The ultimate answer might be found by taking a closer look at the developmental style of our associated earthly, praying and preying order of insects.

Insects here develop in one of two styles. Holometabolous insects develop through “complete metamorphosis” consisting of four stages: egg, larval stage, the inactive state called the pupa (such as when butterflies- and moths-to-be spin their cocoons), and finally the adult stage known as imago. Mantis species as we know them on earth are hemimetabolous insects, however, which is to say that they develop through three stages of “incomplete metamorphosis,” so called due to the fact that there is no pupil stage, but instead a gradual development involving the molting of old exoskeletons as they grow. They are first an egg, then a nymph and finally an imago, or adult, but it’s a relatively smooth transition. Mantis Nymphs are normally similar to the adults save for their size, absence of genitalia and, in some species, their color and the absence of wings. There are other species, however, in which the nymphs are morphologically distinct from adults, appearing similar to ants. As it molts it changes size and develops morphologically, and in the process its diet may change as well.

If they are indeed age polytheistic, could this help explain the differences and similarities between the Grays and Mantis beings? This could imply that the alien caste system is organized according to stages of development (age polytheism), and only according to size and morphology (polyphenism) incidentally.

This leaves the remaining characteristics of eusociality, namely the group rearing of offspring and an overlapping of generations. At least with respect to “hybrids,” as they have been erroneously called (with the most appropriate term presently available being “transgenic organism”), the young first develop in “incubatoriums” or “baby factories,” are then raised in nurseries, and finally in on-board habitats. All aforementioned stages involve the brood being cared for by either the female Talls or older “hybrids” rather than their actual parents. They then ultimately enter the hierarchy at the level of the Smalls, where they become apprentices to the Talls and climb the chain of command as they grow and develop — incidentally, providing more evidence of age polytheism being the nature of the Gray Mantodea colony. We might assume the same is also true for the “pure” members of the alien species.

False Awakenings, Psychic Elastic, Paranoia and Dreams.

7/7/15.

For the last few days, my sleeping, if you want to call it that, had come in a steady rhythm of violent spurts. I would close my eyes for twenty minutes, my eyes would pop back open in shock, and then I would close them again.

Eventually, I wake up to hear someone knocking on the door. I don’t really open my eyes; not much, anyway. As to who it might be, I vaguely recall something about maintenence stopping by, that I should be expecting them, but I’m too tired to remember or really give the vaguest semblance of a shit. So I just play dead.

I hear the door open and he comes in, and all the while I remain motionless. Just do what you have to do and go, I think. I keep my ears open, though. He makes some remark about the smoke in the apartment. “Somebody’s been partying in here,” were his words, I think. I have been asleep for hours, though, so that’s bullshit. I make no response, however, and just keep pretending like I’m sleeping, because even though he’s in my damn apartment, I simply do not feel like dealing with the guy. Then my eyes pop open. It comes to my attention that I’m not expecting maintenance, that no one had really come into the apartment. It had been yet another false awakening.

7/26/15: 3:05 AM:

I just felt as though my subtle form was pulled up out of my physical body for a moment or two, wiggled around for a bit, then let go to snap back into my bony, fleshy form, as if the two superimposed bodies were attached through some sort of psychic elastic.

I think I should take the opportunity to mention here, too, that I use certain words for lack of better ones, and certain alternative words (hallucinations, perhaps, for instance) lack the specificity I prefer. You have heard of phantom limbs that linger when physical limbs are lopped off of bodies? Well, this subtle body might be a sort of full-body analogue when consciousness becomes the (though in many cases only temporarily) amputated limb in question.

3:40 AM.

Now I got jolted by what sounded like something hit my window. I am high and mildly drunk. The window is open a little, the fan is on: perhaps someone slammed a car door and that’s all.

7/26/15, 2:30 PM.

It was like I was waking up before the dream was ready to end so it tried to rush to completion before it was forced to fade to black. For some reason the last few moments if the dream was more cartoonish than realistic, as I recall rest of the dream being (though I’ll be damned if I can remember anything else about it). A polar bear had been pushed off some mountain, and he slid to the bottom of it as if it were slipping down the side of a pyramid or something. It was like a slide. As he landed, he barely missed a guy resting on his belly at the bottom who had also been pushed off, or so it seemed. It was the actor that played a doctor on the television show House; he played the young character that committed suicide. I think I was thinking about his character at some point last night. He looks up at the bear, asks him if he’s a polar bear, and the polar bear looks at him and nods. Then I wake up.

Force, Counterforce: Revisited.

At the tail end of my former attempts to procure a new and respectable job for myself — just before acquiring the humble abode I have been in now for still under a year — I had an experience that my mind keeps coming back to.

To the chronically oversensitive, to those who live in a perpetual state of fixed overreaction, life is marked by traumas. This was my most recent major self-manufactured one, I suppose. Another mountain made out of a mole hill.

I lay in bed, painfully sober after an epic failure at job-acquiring one day and descended helplessly into this dark vortex of violent emotions, of relentless guilt and self-hatred. It was as if it were eating me alive. In retrospect, the experience was the emotional equivalent of some aggressive and uncompromising animal tearing into my skin, ripping apart my insides, but I could not sleep and even if I died I felt certain there would be no escape. I was plagued by horrible thoughts, but it all stemmed from this sense that I was fighting against some force that, however insurmountable, came from within me and refused to listen to reason.

Now I fear running up against that uncompromising force of seeming though subliminal self-sabotage again. Like an electric fence erected around the boundaries of my comfort zone, like guard dogs at the threshold of the known pond where I reside, where I can sink or swim or float through life and a land of hope, however unpredictable, ready to fight to the death to keep me within, where life is predictable, however increasingly miserable.

In retrospect, the experience itself reminds me of my experiences with Ee as a teenager. Perhaps, I think now, this is no coincidence. Maybe he, the autonomous figure who chased and tortured me in those lucid dreams or OBEs, was a manifestation of that “guard dog” force and that is why he manifests as a canine so frequently, and did so especially in the beginning.

My assumption is that this is ultimately all me, of course, it is only that a inner split is there and the other half is disturbingly autonomous. And if indeed that is the case, than I wonder just what it is that I expect of me, what I really want of me out of this life. I ask that other part of me now, officially:

Is this where you would like to die again — alone, in poverty, weighed down and torn apart by your emotions, dependent on others for survival? Is this static, infantile existence satisfactory in your eye? Isn’t this endless redundancy boring as fuck to you, murderous of any sense of meaning, useless and caging? If I am punishing myself, haven’t I endured enough at the hands of myself already?

Can’ this shit he over? Aren’t I allowed to grow — to try and live a life of meaning, to feel joy?

Alien Inside II.

“All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.”
— Ambrose Bierce.

On more than one occasion George Carlin has said that when you are born on earth, you are given a ticket to the freak show, and when you are born in America you get a front row seat. Even better, some of us, he said, get to watch and take notes. Those taking notes would be those like himself, he has suggested — those who have removed themselves from the equation and can have the best chance at cultivating an objective perspective, a sense of being on the outside looking in; of being in the world, though not of it. A sort of third person perspective in which you can look at humanity and its affairs on the earth as a detached observer — with a witnessing consciousness. Alongside the overwhelming feeling that I belong nowhere, I find myself in that sort of witnessing perspective quite often — thinking to myself, “not my circus, not my monkeys” and applying it to the earth and humanity as a whole — and perhaps that is behind the alien theme. Maybe this witnessing aspect of my consciousness has an autonomous nature when I am not one with it and it manifests as an alien because it serves as an effective metaphor.

Maybe it persists as an autonomous aspect of my psyche because I have failed to integrate all its associated qualities — not just detached observation but equanimity, for instance. The memories of that dead, desert planet and the playtime I engaged in as a kid: perhaps that helped flesh out the metaphor, give it a fitting backstory. The memories of that lifetime? False memories. The subsequent lifetimes of the Priest and Sam? Metaphors of my apparently futile struggle to connect, to find my place, to procure some meaning out of life.

Why in my “astral projection” or lucid dream experiences did this personality manifest as a human child with alien qualities? Perhaps the two human past lives between the alien and I represent that Witnessing consciousness having humanized to some degree, integrated into my personality in some respects. Also consider the child is a symbol we frequently default to when speaking about a sense of virginity to experience — the kind a Witnessing presence can offer. Open, curious, ever in a state of flow, though possessing great wisdom. A child of this caliber would qualify as the divine child with divinity often associated with the heavens and the notion of extraterrestrials serving as the modernized equivalent. So the potential sources of the alien qualities of foreign bigger-picture perspective, fetal form and point of origin are clear to see.

Perhaps this is all a product of my utter insanity.

Lost in Dreams.

On March 16, as I sit down in the front seat of my car to go to work, I receive a flash from what had to have been a dream. I remember driving at night, looking anxiously at the dashboard as its lights went out.

When I awoke the following day, I recalled looking into the backpack I still carry around despite being 36 years of age and out of school, looking to see how many packs of cigarettes I had left. It turned out I had more than I had anticipated, which amounts to perhaps four packs of Marlboro Blacks. What should have been, to me, the clear giveaway: I have never bought a pack of Marlboro Blacks. Nor would I carry around my notebooks and books by hand along with the box of dried mash potato mix I have in my kitchen cabinet, though that crisp and colorful image also came into my head.

This is how my dream recall has gone as of late. Tiny glimpses. Often memories crop up when I awaken and I can write them down type them out before they fade, but just as often it is something in the midst of the day that triggers a creeping memory of a dream. Typically its just a fragment divorced from whatever narrative it was originally a part of. When these memories last for even the shortest duration, though, I still find evidence of my omnipresent mindlessness. All were moments in which there was clear suggestion that it was a dream and yet I passively accepted it, unquestionably accepted the circumstances I was in despite their clear absurdity, mindlessly allowing myself to be seized and absorbed by my own illusions. I was still just sleeping through my dreams. Sleeping a third of my life away, so they say — though perhaps not so much given the consistent periods of insomnia.

There have been a few “dream teases,” as I prefer to call them. A lot like the Ohio weather: promises of waking life and warm weather destroyed by perpetual and unreasonable periods of frosty, frigid deathlike sleep.

In early April, I found that my car’s brake line was leaking, and given that I had no money until my paycheck at the end of the week, I turned to Elizabeth and Jacky, two friends of mine at work, for rides until I could get the damn thing fixed. They were generous enough to help me, but this required getting up early on some days because their shifts did not always synchronize with my own. One one particular afternoon, April 7th, I got permission from Jacky to hide in her car until my shift started, as I had hours to kill with empty pockets in a town I loathe. In there, I wrote on my iPhone, read a little, and eventually found that I was so sleep deprived that taking a nap was even possible. At some point during my nap I half-awoke to the sound of my boss’s voice nearby the car, hiding the bowl full of weed beside me under my arm, and eventually hiding it in the crack between the passenger seat and the door. Only when I fully awoke later did I realize that the boss was not here today and there was no way I would be smoking pot in Jacky’s car. However dazed I was during the experience, what I had had was a false awakening.

It had been some time since that had happened to me. However much it was frustrating that I only realized its nature in retrospect, I found the false awakening hopeful. For the last few weeks I had been focusing on reading and watching more videos online regarding lucid dreaming; perhaps this served as a sign that I might be waking up from the zombie slumber that has overtaken my dream life and often seems to invade enough of my waking hours as well.

This zombie state is what I felt was perhaps referenced my dream on April 13th. While talking with someone I turned to find what looked like Hal from the movie 2001, though in this case his robotic eye lens was on the face of R2D2 like some cyclops droid.

“Nice mobile unit,” I said to Hal, turning back to my conversation.

The robot theme is building in what little I have been remembering the last few months of my dreams, perhaps in reference to my typical autopilot somnambulism, the lifeless, zombie daze I operate in during my daily life — and Colin Wilson’s idea of “the robot function,” which I find myself identifying with.

Between the 22nd and the 23rd I received two more dream flashes. In one, I was walking with a group of people along a sidewalk when I passed by TR, who was going the other way. He turned around to say hello, and I looked him in the face and returned the greeting. We shook hands and then parted ways. This was a guy I knew from high school and we had engaged in many circular religious debates. In another flash, there is a girl almost on top of me, as if she might be waking me up, and I think it is Sadie, a friend, lesbian and former workmate of mine, though she soon made it abundantly clear she was Sadie’s twin sister, Sally — a mistake that I have made more than once when actually bumping into them in public.

I made a similar mistake on the 24th, as I sat on the front lawn of my parent’s property during the warm, sunny day, sitting on the lush grass beneath the shade of trees. I was calmly looking at the house and noticing the tree right beside it, sitting to the right from my perspective. Long, narrow, it rose over the rooftop, perhaps over all the trees in thick forest surrounding the property — and high into the bright, blue sky. Shaking my head, I thought to myself that if this were a dream and I were lucid, I would want to fly and perch atop that area. It would be the perfect place to rest and observe, a natural throne from which I could, from a great height, observe things from over a great distance.

The lucid dreaming material I had been watching and listening to lately had suggested having a good idea of what you wanted to do once you became lucid in a dream. I knew I wanted to fly in outer space; I had decided that long ago. Now I was engaging in that line of thought a bit more, which I admit is good. What bothers me is this: not once, as I sat there thinking all of that over, did I consider that I was actually in a dream at that very moment.

I was lacking awareness. Mindfulness. Lucidity. All I had to do was to realize that I was dreaming while I was thinking about lucid dreaming. I just had to suspect it, seriously consider it for a moment and perform a reality check as all the countless things I had read and watched had suggested. I had all the material I needed, I only had to put it to use. Once awake within what I knew to be a dream I could engage in flight fueled by the belief that I could and perch up there in the sky as I had wished.

Needless to say, awakening to remember that dream scene was more than mildly frustrating.