There is some very interesting stuff happening in the Mirror Worlds right now. The Grays are being led away in lines like prisoners. It looks like the battle against the ghouls might soon be over. It seems it will take two more months to complete, then alien abduction will be a thing of the past. I’ve written before of battles with UFOs over the skies of Spain and France in which the UFOs got mangled, maybe it’s finally over now.

There is a type of inner ghoul in the Mirror World that we’ve seen a lot that is an embodiment of the nastiness of the human mind. They are usually very angry and violent and truly, deeply nasty. Something has also happened to them, they seem to be less and less present. We knew that Armageddon was being fought in the unseen world as we could watch it there. That has been going on for almost three years. I reckon the Forces of Light have almost wrapped it.

For over two years, I lived the life of a Pre-Cog laying on a bed watching the Morph for up to twenty hours a day. There were two of us. In October 2002 we were told to go and hide for forty days and nights in the Scottish Highlands, as there was going to be an attack on the fox. The fox was the term used in the Morph for the ghouls, especially the flying ones (UFOs). We heard, “On the night of the eclipse strike the fox.” That was planned for the lunar eclipse on November 20th 2002.

I was scared, hiding was a pleasure. We stayed on a very beautiful loch south of Oban. Two white swans came every morning at dawn. I’d go out to admire them and feed them for a few minutes then I’d go back inside under cover. UFOs can follow you anywhere they are very fast. We were taught a trick. We’d hide our car under a bridge for four minutes sitting in silence, and then come out very slowly, as long as you do less than fifty kilometers an hour and you don’t talk, they can’t pick you up, but if you speed up to get away they find you, it’s in the silence but it’s also in the velocity in some way we don’t understand. We’d spent four months being chased by them the year before, so we’d learned a lot about tormenting them. I used to drop my pants and moon ‘em, then duck, and hide.

It’s heaps funny but I wouldn’t recommend it. One day in Bavaria I was on a little balcony enjoying a morning coffee and I saw a small UFO about three feet wide hovering over some nearby pine trees. So I gave it a cheery “good morning” suggesting that the piece of sh!t “f…k” off and copulate with its mum. It crossed the distance between us, about two hundred yards, very quickly, and as it did so, I took my pajamas down and mooned it. But I was bit too slow. It hit me etherically up my lily-white back-end. It was deadly. Anyway, three days later, I got it out but it was like a small rope with knots and razor blades tied in it. I didn’t forget that transcendental experience in a hurry. You’ve got be quick or you’re stuffed, that’s my advice.

Anyway, after November 20th we waited, and a week later we saw that the ghouls had taken an enormous hit, fatal in the long run, maybe. They looked caramelized like the top of crème brûlée, brown and black, like they had been nuked. A few days later we crept out of the unit we had been staying in by the beautiful loch and we flew to Ireland for a Guinness. Heaven.

Anyway, maybe it took all that time from November 2002 until now to wrap them up, but my prediction is that the Grays have had it and with them will go many of the inner ghouls and we’ll have ghoul-free zones, little Camelots for people to live and laugh and dance and heal in. Once the ghouls go the human shadow will stand unprotected. It will no longer control the World in secret, then step back and watch the do-do hit the fan, splat! Heaps of fun.

© Stuart Wilde 2004 - www.stuartwilde.com