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Continuing “Information heard and observed during the encounters” – An all-night encounter odyssey at the Sheridan Creek Fireguard Cabin in Wyoming – after returning to the ground from the top of a nearby tree:

After returning to the ground from our bizarre experience in the tree top, my friend and the two men briefly continued the argument concerning what the men were trying to tell us about the battle to save men.   

My friend again accused them of being evil. It was about this time that the men told us we were about to meet an older man who could tell us how “they,” the mysterious UFO intelligences, were preparing people for a time when they would return to take them away.

Almost simultaneously, an old man with a beard began to manifest next to us. He manifested in slow churning fog or a small cloud. He became what seemed to be completely real in the flesh, and he began talking in a stern manner. He informed me that I was about to be taken out-of-body so they could show me how they would return to take people away, or something similar.

My friend continued to challenge him, without too much success. The old man just continued to talk. And as he continued, I felt myself lift up off the ground and rise toward the clouds that were several hundred feet above me. (In case you might be interested, I moved about 70 degrees from horizontal, up toward the north-northwest.)

I began to get disoriented but soon found myself hovering in one location at two hundred feet or so above a sheet of steel-gray-white clouds. It seemed as if the sun had just set. And I heard low-volume music, as if it were background music. And, as the voice spoke, I soon saw a few disc-shaped crafts come flying toward me from the far-off horizon (from the north-northwest). They dipped down below me into the clouds. While at the same time, I saw a larger windowed saucer come flying at me from the horizon, from the same location at the horizon the other crafts had flown. The windowed saucer, in like manner, dipped down below me and flew into the clouds…while at the same time I heard “the voice” (with background music) tell me to follow them so I could learn how “they” would “return to take people away.”

(Describing happenings here in relation to the directions might be important when and if I attempt to integrate my encounters with the Native Americans’ spiritual theology concerning the four directions…and the spirits of the four directions.)

This type of encounter is still hard for me to write about because what happened is so unbelievable. Yet, again, it is no different in strangeness than the episodes that have been verified by witnesses. So, I will continue. I felt it was totally bizarre at the time.

Moving at a somewhat moderate speed down through the sheet of clouds, I saw a small city or a suburb of a city below me. Still confused, I felt myself settle to the ground, in an open lot that seemed to be in a group of houses. A few were across a street to my east and especially one particular house across a street to my north. The size of the empty lot consumed what I estimate would be the area of about one quarter of a city block…although, I don’t think I noticed what was behind me to my west, nor to my south. (If you remember, the voice told me to always know where I was in relation to north, south, east, and west during the 1949 Max, Nebraska encounter with the Boy Scouts. This encounter occurred in June of 1957.) The houses were about 125 feet away.

I have to tell you, describing this episode is still very difficult. It still churns floods of adrenaline in my stomach and shoots it directly up into and around my heart. Adrenaline shooting from my mid-stomach to my heart was actually, truly one of the reasons I had heart attacks and failed heart surgery. This was shortly after Fowler Jones asked me to go public with my story in the fall of 1988. My doctors tell me I only have about a third of a heart left. Yet, I think I can assure you I have the adrenaline at least somewhat under control by this time, some 33 years later…but here I am, again, going public.

Trying to get my bearings, I notice a disc-shaped craft manifest next to the porch of a house to my east…and then another craft or the same craft manifested next to another house to my east. The voice also might have said a few words before, during, or after the manifestations…but I don’t clearly remember.

I do recall that the voice spoke about something before I turned my attention to the house with a porch across the street to my north. I don’t clearly recall what he said, but I do recall I got somewhat disoriented…and I know this took some time. I was facing the north at that time. What the voice said seemed important. I assume, it most likely had something to do with “them” returning to take people away. 

(I believe it’s interesting to point out that the voice somehow forced me to be disoriented during this and other encounters, when “they” were telling me something that might have been very controversial or frightening. It might suggest that they cared about my well being…or not[?].)

I then saw a man sitting in a chair on the porch of the house to my north. He was facing the street to his south. The front door was just a few feet to his west. He was drinking a beer and smoking a cigarette. A lady, who might have been his wife, was standing in front of him, talking to him. She was not smoking nor drinking. I believe the voice was speaking something about both of them, or he was talking about something else. (I have a vague memory of the man and wife come walking and talking out of the door before the man sat down in his chair. They then continued to talk.)

And then I noticed three young children playing on the ground at the end of the porch, the east end. It seemed as if they were playing with marbles on the ground. And then, as the voice was speaking, a small cloud developed above the children. It was about 10 feet above them, about 7 feet high and 15 feet horizontally long. And then a disc-shaped craft developed somewhat slowly within the volume of cloud. As the craft began to become completely solid, and as the cloud began to dissipate…the children, the woman, and the craft were gone…instantly…“in a blink of an eye!” But the man remained…sitting in his chair, in what might have been a drunken stupor.

This not only startled me, but it confused me…i.e. until the voice began explaining that this was how the mysterious UFO intelligences were to return to take people away. He went on to suggest that encounters like those we were experiencing were in some way preparing people for a time in the future when “they” would return to take them away. And I assume all of the encounters I had experienced in the past, and those that I now know I would then experience in the future, were and would be in some way preparing me for the time when they would return to take me…and I assume those who I care about…away.

However, consider that I was already a smoker and at times I did drink beer. Whether the voice mentioned this or not, I’m not quite sure. Yet, the message came to me clearly that I indeed had to make a choice. That’s because I recall the voice saying that those who were qualified and willing would go…but those who weren’t would stay and suffer some kind of consequence that I don’t remember.

I assume my choice to go or stay balanced on whether I would continue smoking and drinking or quit smoking and drinking. I don’t recall making the choice at that time…and I have had a few reservations about going with them from that time until this present time. This is because neither the voice nor the other mysterious UFO intelligences have since told me where we would go and what it might be like. If it’s to God’s heaven, I would go…but if it’s not, I most likely would not go…or I could say, “I don’t know.”

I’m sure this encounter was orchestrated to convey to me the simple idea that they are preparing people for a time when they will return to take us away…i.e. only those people who, in their opinion, qualify and are willing.

I can tell you that I did quit smoking and drinking. But this was after my two series of severe heart attacks and after my two coronary heart bypass surgeries…after my flood of recollections, some 45 years later, after my talk to the 2001 International UFO Congress Convention in Laughlin, Nevada. (You can watch the video of my talk on the home page of this http://www.johnfosterufo.com website.) I have not since had a beer nor smoked a cigarette.

After the voice spoke to me, I recall pondering what had happened and what it might mean. I recall rising above the ground and returning to the spot where the old man with the beard, my friend, and my body were standing. I got somewhat disoriented as I swooped down and back in.

If you are familiar with The Bible, you realize this episode is not too different from the scriptures that explain the return of Christ…when he will return to take those chosen with him “in a blink of an eye.” I don’t know what the complete meaning of the Biblical message is, but I do absolutely know this encounter actually happened basically as I have described. What does this really mean?

After I gained some control, the conversation between my friend and the old bearded man continued, but it was not as heated. The man began explaining more about what was happening and who “they” were.

I am well aware that most people don’t know how to interpret out-of-body experiences. I assume most people don’t believe they are even possible. Yet, if you can try to remember how you felt in your latest dreams, it might give you an idea about how you might feel if you were out-of-body. But I don’t believe remembering your dreams can totally illustrate what it might be like for you to be out-of-body.

Simply, totally concentrating on you being somewhere else might constitute the state of being out-of-body. I can guess, feeling a high emotional impact of what you are concentrating on might make it more real. If you can concentrate so intensely that you can’t see physically with your eyes what is in front of you, but you can see only that somewhere else, you might get a better feel about what it might be like to be out-of-body. As a matter of fact, you might then be out-of-body, at least to some extent. I suspect we all wean and wane in and out of body from time to time, as time flows by.

I also experienced other out-of-body encounters at other times. During a few, like this one, I remember seeing my body before I returned to it. During some of them I mostly felt normal emotions. This, I assume, was because my attention was being captivated by the strange things that were happening, as well as my verbal interaction with the voice, etc. One out-of-body encounter was extremely emotional though.

This was our collective out-of-body episode that occurred out over the lake during our family UFO encounter at Dillon Lake in Colorado in the early summer of 1975. It was a feeling of total exhilarating freedom, etc. You can read a sequential narration of that encounter in the book Eminent Discovery Volume 1, Chapter 6.

The important thing to realize from real out-of-body encounters is that most, if not all people have a spiritual body that lives in our three-dimensional physical body. It appears when the physical body dies, the spiritual body continues to live. Judging my own out-of-body encounters, including the one verified by another corroborating witness, I know this is absolute truth.

A review of the next episode of this all-night encounter will be written sometime later…and I will post it here on http://www.johnfosterufos.com. It will be titled something like: “Who They Are And What They Are Doing – #1.”