...for the simple fact that as I read thru the stories on your web page I began to feel a kinship so to speak with the people who were telling their stories. I have been afraid most of my life to tell anyone about my experiences for fear of being ridiculed or worse, but something inside of me kept telling me to write to you and tell you my story, so I will do just that. I do want it known that I wish to remain anonymous if you do post my story on your web page.

I really do not know where to start my story, or if it is going to make much sense. It begins at age 13 in my home which is in South East Iowa near the Mississippi River. The year was 1972 and it was in the Summer of that year and on a clear night that I was visited by what I believe to be an entity of extraterrestrial origin. This entity came to me as a light being, for while I was sound asleep I began to feel a strange sensation come over me and the next thing I knew I felt as if something were trying to get inside of my mind. I tried to wake up but could not do so, and at the same time I tried to wake up I became aware of a brilliant light shining on my face and also a buzzing or rushing noise began to fill my head and was quite soft at first then it grew in intensity until I could hardly stand it.

I started to panic because I could not wake up or move at all and I felt afraid that whatever this thing was it was probably not good. I started to fight this entity in my mind trying to resist it with every ounce of strength I coud muster, and finally I did break its hold on me and I awoke in sheer terror and in a cold sweat shaking all over. I cried out for my mother who came to me right away and asked me what was wrong. I told her what had happened, but she assumed that it had been a nightmare that I had experienced and she went back to her bedroom when I started to calm down. I lay there awake for a while wondering what had just happened to me, and I shook some more as I tried to figure it out. After a while I began to feel sleepy again and shut my eyes, and as soon as I shut them again the light returned and so did the buzzing noise, only this time of a much greater intensity than before. I began to panic again, but then I decided to just give in to it and see what would happen to me. I laid there as this thing began to get stronger in my mind to the point that I felt as if my body were being subjected to an electrical charge after a period of time. I just want to say that I don't remember hearing any voices at all, but I had the distinct feeling that something was being injected telepathically into my mind at a very high rate of speed. I let this go on for what seemed like a long time then I felt fear start to set in again and I began to fight against it for I felt very drained of energy. After awhile of fighting it I finally got enough strength to break its hold on me, and as before I awoke in a cold sweat and shaking uncontrollably as I again cried for my mother. She came into my room and she asked if it happened again and I told her that it had. She was quiet for some time then she said that as she was coming out of her room she thought she saw a ball of light disappear thru a wall near my room door, which she said had startled her. I asked her if she believed me now and she told me that she did, but not to be afraid of it.

I want to say that I never really understood why she told me not to be afraid of it, nor did she ever explain it to me. I felt as if my mother knew something about the light, but was always evasive when I asked her about it. As for the rest of that particular night I was not bothered by the light, nor have I had any visits from it since that time in 1972. However, after the incident I began to feel different and out of place like I didn't belong here on Earth. My friends started to react strangely when I was around them as if somehow I was not the person they knew before, and before long they abandoned me. My grades at school dropped off dramatically and my attention span grew shorter in class to the point that my teachers called a conference with me and my parents to find out why I went from B average grades to almost failing grades in short a time. I was afraid to tell my folks or my teachers the reason behind my failing grades, but it was due to the fact that I felt I had a more important thing to do but that I could not figure out what it was then. At age 20 I began to feel that I had to observe the human race, but I did not now why and I still dont know why to this day. I also began to have feelings at times that I was being watched by someone, and at night I had the strongest urge to go outside and look at the stars, especially Orion and the Pleides constellations, although I don't know what I was supposed to be looking for during those times.

To this day I still get the urge to look at the stars at night, its almost an obsession anymore. At times when I am looking up at the stars I begin to feel that I belong out there and not here and I start to have feelings of homesickness which I cannot explain. When I am around people in general I feel fearful sometimes, and at other times I feel that humans are so violent and savage in the way that they behave that I want to do something about it but I don't know what that would be. Anymore I view people as very different from myself in many ways. It makes me sad at times to see people doing things to one another in a negative way such as dishinesty, cruelty, greediness, and killing one another. When I start feeling sad over the state of human society I start to have feelings that in the very near future something will happen to change all that, and this feeling is very strong inside of me when I get it. It is a comfort to me most of the time to feel that we have not long to wait for better days.

I also want to add that I find it hard to become angry when anyone does or says something that is derogatory to me or defamitory to my character. I guess you could say that I have become passive, and I do not wish to harm anyone verbally or physically even if they are the ones to instigate it. I feel to become angry is illogical and a waste of time, so I usually just walk away from the person(s) who are negative towards me, even if they are persistent. As for other facets of my life that have changed much over the years, I quit going to church, for I feel that something is wrong with the way people perceive the God in which they worship. I feel the way most of the people do who told their stories on your web page. That God is in reality a great consciousness that permeates the whole universe and is the universe. I now believe that we are all one in the vast universe, ande that we must start to help one another on this planet. I feel that I want to show people that peace and love are the way, and the only way I feel I can do that is to set an example for others by the way I act, speak and think.

One other thing while I am thinking about it... As I mentioned before in my story about looking at the stars, well I forgot to mention the fact that between the two constellations I mentioned I have a strange fascination with staring at the middle star in Orion's belt, althogh I don't know why. I remember doing some research one time at the library here in town, and I found out that this particular star in Orion's belt is called Alnilam and that it is incapable of supporting life-bearing planets. It is strange that I should want to look at this star at night and feel so strongly toward it in a way that I can only describe as my former home. And when I look at the Pleiedes I feel as if that is my current home. Is that making any sense? Well, that's how I feel. I also recently began to have memories of a planet called Zachron, but I can't tell you the location of it, nor does anyone know about it. All I can tell you about the planet Zachron is that it is Earthlike and the people are very loving and peaceful, and by description they would be comparable to the tall Nordics that people have described in abduction stories.

Could it be that I am hosting one of them inside of myself? It's just a theory that I have. I remember at one point when I started to have memories and feelings about all the things I have experienced since 1972, that I was totally losing my grip on reality and I sought counseling for it, but when I started to tell my story something inside of me kept me from doing that, so I was usually told by the counselor that I was paranoid and having delusions and that I should seek the help of a qualified psychiatrist, which I never did.

Well, I hope that if you do post my story that someone ele out there will see it and tell a similar story, and perhaps even contact me. Can you keep my name confidential unless someone asks for it along with my email address? Or would it be best to just post my story along with my name and email address? I really don't want to have a lot of people writing to me just to scepticize my story. I do feel that there are other people out there who are like myself, and who have the same knowledge that I do about the planet Zachron and its people. I really wish to find them if at all possible, and the only way to do that is to be anonymous. I'm not sure how to proceed here, so can you suggest something?

Here is my email address for you to reply to if you wish: ROwens1000@aol.com

Thank you, and may peace and harmony fill your life.