"He had dropped me. I could feel his breath on my face. It startled him that I woke up. He had this confused- 'That's not supposed to happen'- look on his face. The second one still had hold of my legs. I rolled over into a fetal position and went right back to sleep."

In the morning she told her son what had happened. Usually the family dismissed her recollections as a joke. This time he told her: "Those were not aliens; those were demons."

"It finally made sense," she recalls.

Her son's comment propelled her to the Internet, where she found some Christians who didn't dismiss her experiences as nonsense. Her faith was enriched and deepened by as she discovered that God's power could free her from her years of torment.

"I stopped being so scared, and I got mad," she says. "I finally understood. These things were trying to get the world's attention away from God, and how better to do that than make people think they are being invaded from outer space? These are not benevolent little E.T.'s come to clean up the environment, fix the hole in the ozone layer. They are not from a distant galaxy. They are raping women, they are murdering animals, they are terrifying children."

An office manager for a medical supply company, and one-time stock-car racer and singer-musician, Land began to read all she could to learn more about what she had trouble learning for so long. She had been fascinated by UFOs since early childhood, one time reporting a seashore sighting to the police.

One time her son told her of a frightening encounter he'd had with "a tall man." She admits that his account had scared her.

But she continued to devour books and TV shows on alien phenomena. She told family members about her experiences and talked about UFOs with friends, though most laughed her off.

"Sometimes it made me feel like I was losing my mind. Maybe I did dream this all up. But there were too many things over and over and over again," she says.

As she read all the Christian material she could find on the subject after her spiritual awakening, she began to see how she had been so deceived for so long. "Everything started to make sense," she says, "I realized that everything I had read had probably been happening to me all along, and it scared me. Then it made me mad. How dare they mess with me and my children?!"

Land's anger over the years her life was "held" spurred her to tell her story to other's caught in the UFO mesh.

"This is war. It's the most ingenious hoax there is. It's a plan to get the world's attention away from the gospel of Christ, and it's working."

She says many exploring the UFO world are, as she was, "searching for love."

"That's what they are looking for, really, in their beliefs about aliens. But there's only one place they will find unconditional love, and they're looking in the wrong place."

An active part of her local Baptist church in Jacksonville, Florida, Land says that she now has a peace she never knew before. "I didn't know it for years," she says. "It was a miserable existence from day to day. Nobody should be victimized like that. If I can save only one person from being harmed, then I have to do this for God. It's my offering to Him.

"It's not the mission field I would choose for myself, she adds. "I would rather be feeding hungry people in India because people wouldn't laugh at me. [But] who else is going to go and tell them, 'You all are being deceived?'"

Cathy Land

I do have a testimony, and its not of the caliber Ive read on the site, but its signifigant, if it will help. Well, I will just ramble out a bit of brain essence here. I was raised into a born-again christian single parented family. I do practice meditation, not of any sort of religious type, but of a healthful insightful type, to "surf" my soul you can say. As I meditate, I try to see all of myself, to better myself, so I can live for the purpose I am here for (So memories start to rush over me when I go really deep). Now, when I was little, it started off being very bright and fun, to drastically "loner" and angry practically overnight. I used to draw people on operating tables, with holes in their bodies. I used to write things when I was little, one like: This is the president, you are to have sex with so and so... Really sick things. I dont recall an actual abduction. But I was very little, and I remember the lonliness and hurt, and used feeling it left with me. It was a sexual experience as well. And it IS pretty odd for that to happen to a 5 or 6 year old (These memories started to flood me about a couple weeks ago). I had always had this impeding thing on my life, like a invisible knapsack on my back. And it was then when I rememberd the initial feelings of it all. It was like, you are completely and hopelessly ALONE. And its like nothing can save you. And the feelings that rushed over me from the presences was that of wanting full controll and power over Earthen life. Every little noise I hear in my house is them. Every little spontanious thing I hear is them. When I rest, the creaks in my house seem to have screams in them, when I am more receptive to these things. Everything that abstructs my way of living is them. I am like a radiohead. When they do not want me to know a thought, a big noise erupts somewhere, whether it be the tv or something falling to distract me from my precious inner discoveries. They work through my family, and everyone I know. They are here now, and are probably etherically touching me or something. I once felt hands on my back, like doing something to my skin. (this was in bed). It felt like hands were comming out of the wall. They are already here, and already have controll. And it is the ultimate battle. The night these feelings came back to me, I went downstairs to email a friend (at like 1:00am), and my sister was on the computer, and I told her I had to do something very important, and she was calling me crazy and told me I had lost it, and I clearly saw it in her too. Its as if were in their "spaceship" already, and they are just not letting us see them, so we wont panic. America is gone. They have america....I am in it. Location matters much. Call me crazy, and lunatic....cause I felt alone, that no one would believe me. I am paranoid for ligitamit reason that I have experienced the pure power of satan. And he has no real controll other than what I dont let the holy spirit have(which I am getting stronger in every day). Thats why its always a tease and distraction, rather than a punch in the face, cause its my caliber of faith. It is more real then any of us know it (satan being a spiritual being, and God being so far up in the heavens running it all). God is here, and a light whisper. Satan is here, and a profound thing, that God is even using for us to wake up to see Him. After I recalled all these things, I was curious to read other et exeriences, to feel better, because I felt so alone. I clearly saw it going to work even while I would search. Working through people telling other experienced people that they are special, and that we are connected to them and that they are comming for us to be reunited, and that some people's missions here, are for to reunite galaxies, which are in our blood. I would only say these things, because everything seems to be a deception after this wave came over me. God has worked in my life through the impact of what I felt. The flesh. And Ive learned that to repent is to accept that you are wretched, and not to shew it. And then you learn God behind it all, even the evil part. And Jesus almost seems like my brother, let alone my Saviour. And it is God who let me rise up through this to tell everyone that its ok, and the real purpose of life is to come to him through all the sin and wretchedness, and know that there is nothing you can hide. And the holy spirit is in us all, just waiting to be shaken. I seem egotistic. But I just wanted to say those things, and that in all essence, dont be moved by anything, because it is all a test for us to accept and rise. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Jesus lives indefinately, and perfect love casteth our fear, and dont take the word love for granted. It seems a little off topic to say those things, but this is what ultimately God had let grow in me through my "extraterrestrial experiences", and now everything seems so profound and so simple, and be not conformed to this world, but be transformed. Even satan is being used, for our betterment to grow in God. I need not say anymore.

"Melody"

In some ways my testimony is different than the others I have read here, and in other ways they are very similiar! But I hope that my testimony can be used to help someone else. I accepted Christ when I was 13 laying in a hospital bed. I was to have an operation to remove a tumor that took away my hearing in my right ear, and almost took my life. There was nothing on T.V. except a movie about Jesus. At that time in life I had nothing but hatred for God, and Christians. But I was too tired to live and too tired to hate anymore. So I left the T.V. on. When it showed Jesus dying on the cross, I began to weep, for the first time since I could remember. And I prayed, "God if your as good and as kind as I see here now. Then please, let me die." And I heard a Voice, "First give me your life." I felt no fear, but I looked around the room and out the door down the hospital corridor to see where the Voice was coming from. I saw no one and got back into bed. I whispered, "What?" And it said again, "First give me your life." And I knew it was Jesus. So I said, "Take it! I don't want it anymore!" I still thought that I was going to die in the operation, but I didn't. Though there was a peace and a love I never felt before, I was still tired of life. But I knew that I would die soon anyways, because my grandfather told me that if I ever betrayed him, if I ever became a Christian he would kill me. I waited for the spirit guides to tell him what I had done. But three months later, while he was at one of his satanic conventions, he died. When I realized that I was not going to die anytime soon, I fell into a deep despair. When my grandfather died, so did my connections, it seemed, with his occultic group. And I don't know how to explain how awkward I felt in this world. I didn't feel comfortable with other Christians, or anyone really. I couldn't fit the world that I once knew with the "real" world. I told myself I had made it all up, and I believed for awhile that I did make it up. I told myself, forget it, it never happened. And so I made myself forget the world I had known for 13 years. But it haunted me in my nightmares. I had nightmares of being put on a table and being tortured. I had nightmares of demons telling me that I was crazy and that if I ever told anyone about them, I would be locked up and they would never let me wake up again. I would wake up with bruises, sometimes bleeding, and gasping for breath. I would wake up to people standing around my bed, speaking to me in another language, that I knew. Or my bed shaking violently even though there was no earthquake. And the thing that bothered me the most was my clock on the nightstand turning into a slithering snake, with the time in it's eyes. And so many more bizarre things that I thought I was losing my mind. I knew I gave my life to God, but I wondered what kind of a Christian I was. I had heard stories of people who said they were abducted and tortured by aliens, whose experiences sounded so similiar to mine. But then I read a book, mentioning my grandfather and the dowsers, and the witchcraft he practiced, and I starting thinking, maybe I'm not crazy. Then things started coming back to me, the evil things that I was taught, like dowsing, sacred geometry, alchemy, witchcraft, black magic, etc. I remember clearly being held down on a table and feeling like my body was being pulled apart. Then one day, from a dare I jumped off a high place into a pool and dislocated my jaw. When I popped it back into place I blacked out. And I remembered that same pain as a little girl when I was being held down on the table. My grandfather was there, and so were the others. One man held me down while he dislocated my hip. I screamed, he said "Don't cry. You do want to help us? You do want to help your people?" Then he dislocated my jaw. And after that jump, I realized that's probably why I felt like my body was being torn apart. That's how it would feel to a child having their joints dislocated. And I remembered I was told that I was a "star-seed", a descendent of the nephilim. I even remember being told there were other children like me, who were being taken from their families and being taught in the "old ways". And that is was my grandfathers plan to take me "there" when I turned 14. He bragged about Hitler and Himmler, who were taught the ancient mysteries and of dowsing by his group, the Thule Gesselschaft as they were known at that time. And bragged about how many "star" children were being taken from their families now, as Hitler did with the "special" camps and Lebensborn program. And that their people were still doing these things today. So I started doing research and found some twisted truth in the lies I was told and I was mad. I begged God to show me what aliens really were. I was told that I was one of them, and part of me still wanted to believe it, to belong and feel special, even though being special also meant being tortured. And I asked if it was true, why didn't God warn us? Then I read Genesis and Daniel. I knew that demons and aliens were the same thing. And I knew I wasn't one of them. I read how Daniel was taken from his family, taught another language, and taught in the mysteries and sciences of the occult, but still kept his faith in God. I read in Genesis that there really were beings called the Nephilim, and what they really are. And then one night I saw an alien, (and it seemed as if I knew him), at the side of my bed and I said, "I know what you are! Go away! Jesus is my Lord!" And it got angry and it was as if it was being suctioned out of my room right through the wall. I never saw it again. My faith in God and my desire to know Him grew. I even went to China to smuggle in bibles, for the adventure of it. But when I saw the man who was giving his life for his people to have the bible, I prayed, God show me what's the big deal about this little book. And the more I read, the more I realized the Power that was in the Word, and how much demons hated to hear them. I still had demonic nightmares for many years, and over time they ceased. I repeated verses from the bible, and sang praises to God. In one dream, a demon tortured me and said, "Fine, be one of them, just stop praying! And we'll leave you alone!" Of course I knew it was a lie, so I kept praying. And finally it all stopped. Once in awhile memories will come back to me, but they don't have the same power over me. Now instead of longing for the aliens to come and "take me home", I wait for Heaven, my real home.

When I found this site, I praised God that there were other people who knew about the true identity of aliens, and I wonder how many people who visit, can identify with me. I was shocked to see the page comparing those whose who've suffered satanic ritual abuse, and alien abductees. I thought I was the only one who made the connection! But I think God is revealing His truth in these last days to us all. I encourage everyone to know the Bible, like they know the back of their hand! My grandfather knew the bible better than most Christians I know, even taught sunday school, and STILL told me "God is evil, Lucifer is good." But like when Satan tempted Jesus in the wilderness, using God's own words to lie and to tempt Him, so he does today with people willing to listen to him.

Here are some verses that God used to help deliver me from the lies, and I hope will encourage you:

2 Timothy 1:7 "But God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."---I really believe the battle is for our minds. I once heard a quote from somewhere, "If you can control a man's mind, you can control the world". The devil wants us to think we're crazy, to make us afraid, but God has given us a sound mind!

Job 28:31-33 "Can you bind the beautiful Plaeiades? Can you loose the cords of Orion? Can you bring forth the constellations in their seasons or lead out the Bear with its cubs? Do you know the laws of the heavens? Can you set up God's dominion over the earth?" For so long I was afraid. I was so afraid of the power that evil people, and the nephilim, and the devil had. But everywhere in Scripture, it says Who has the power over the earth. In Daniel 7:25 it says that the fourth king will try to change the set times and laws, not the ones created by people, but the times and laws created by God. The devil knows his time is short. And ever since the time of Noah, he's been trying. And I can tell you from the things I've seen and experienced that he's making the way for the fourth king to be able to change those times that were prophesied and the natural laws that God has set up. But the key word is "try" because he won't succeed! God is still in control! All those weird and unexplainable things that have happened to SRA victims and abductees are a part of his attempt to change the times and laws what God has set up!

1 John 4:4 "Greater is He who is in us, than he that is in the world", I have seen people, and spirits, do some pretty amazing, powerful things, but God is much more powerful than the one who gives them the power to do these things.

And to all Christians, I encourage you with this, KNOW your bible! Hebrews 4:12-13 "For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. . Nothing in all creation is hidden from God's sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of Him to whom we must give account!"

PS. I mentioned a group of people known as dowsers. I am not claiming that all who dowse are a part of the group my family was in. My grandfather said there were "dabblers" and "adepts", but only the "illumined ones" know the secrets. All you have to do is look in the American Society of Dowsers book store to see what they teach and believe, and see some authors Hitler kept in his own personal library that helped influence his belief in the "super race". Or take a look at what they offer at their yearly conventions. And I do claim this, that dowsing/divination is wrong, and goes against the word of God.

Kelly

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