As I stepped back a bit to go back inside, before I turned around, an astral presence appeared to me. I'm saying "astral", but it was more just "parallel plane", just to make the distinction versus 4-dimensional forms which are physically visible, but appears as if they are pasted onto our 3D reality. With these, they are not effected by light sources, and will always retain the same colour tones with no shading. Astral in this sense just means they aren't physically visible, but appear via the 3rd eye or internal vision as mind-images/visualization imposed from outside. In this case it was 3rd eye vision, they were just there in front of me, no inner vision needed. They looked like children of maybe 10 - 11 years of age in size, wearing something which looked like uniforms with shorts and t-shirt in light grey or beige. They had no hair on their heads. They said "can we come inside?" "We want to work on something/ have an offer." It was telepathic so the meaning was transmitted, but the words would not translate into a single sentence, because it was a complex message. They looked harmless, so I said "Ok". They then brought three others of the same kind, who had blonde hair, and they had more visible characteristics. I let them walk inside, even if they are other-dimensional, opening or closing doors is sometimes relevant. It appears some barriers like this exist in other planes also. After interacting with them and making a deal, they left again. Just to make sure I wasn't fooling myself, because I'm still this way; my mind doesn't believe in things like this - I went outside again and looked over the fields. The large cloud ship formation was gone.

The grey gods must have arranged this meeting. Some while later, I realized I really want one of these ships. Luckily, once parallel incarnated as one of them, it's no problem to get any material from them. That's what part of the deal was about. I used material from space mining, and employed a method I devised previously, where one section of the ship is built from material, then the rest is dimensionally replicated by a kind of quantum confusion. Same way the double slit experiment works, where it produces a range of lines if you don't measure which slit it passed. This works with ship construction also; build one section, then apply the force field which molds the ship's frame by vaguely relating all sections to the one section already built. The dimensions around the ship won't know which of the spaces refer to the section already manifested, so it just molds all of them. Once the internal dimensional space of the ship is formed, all sections are material. To fit this huge ship inside the hangar, I had to get a "hyper space generator" off the galactic federation market. It looks like a mixer board and runs off liquid fuel. One full tank can maintain a hyper dimension for at least 1000 years, they said. For safety, it has settings for "dumping" of the contents at shut down, so the huge object inside don't wreck the space it was externally contained in. It was simple enough to just set if to outside the hangar for the ship, and inside for myself. I don't know how they come up with things like this, but it works. I then moved my remaining time complex on-board the finished ship, and drove off as far away as possible, to sever all karmic connections. Threads of fate won't break, but karma is hard material and cannot extend endlessly. The effect was notable. Several "long standing tensions" were removed, and my energy fell in place correctly where it had previously been blocked by external egregores of the world. I'm still running my plane from over there, and have no intention of bringing it back closer. I like this "eternal sky" sinister feeling landscape, and having this huge cruiser ship all to myself in my external dimension. At one point during the night after, I experienced a sudden intense nausea emanating from a point in the left side of my head, forcing me to lie down on my yoga mat, where I almost instantly fell asleep. It was gone when I woke up again, along with some kind of connection which had kept an unnatural tension level up.

>>8467 No just greys, but a lot of space ships have been visiting my location like this in the past few days. I mean lots of them. They all appear as clouds on a clear part of the sky, perfectly saucer or ship shaped so much that the model is recognizable. The different types seen in sci-fi with wings with rockets on them, wings above the vessel, below, long narrow paper-plane shapes, dart shaped or a ball with a rod behind it. All kinds. At first when I saw the clouds I sent out a servitor, normally Astra or my "representative" to hail them and see who they are. I would normally get a clear mental image of what kind of ship it is from just staring at the object in the sky, and the images are often scary, because some of these are huge "mother ship" models. I found most to be "monster pleiadans", various tribes who are "mostly pleiadan" but of a more primitive genetic line, where the most common are the blonde women wearing red uniforms, the "paper plane women" going by their ship design. I rode with them once when doing a late night "test trip" to see if someone would pick me up to visit a space bar. It was after this they started coming here, after seeing the log of someone having travelled with them from here. In the last few days, all kinds of more distant tribes of pleiadans have been showing up. I don't know exactly why, they say they are just here to look. In the past two days, I've seen multiple groups of greys. Astra, being a diviner-bot, have identified them as simply "researchers" so I haven't bothered contacting them. Just before today, someone wearing a black mech-suit came by also, this was a 4D form which appeared "flickering visually" right outside my house when I was out. Something is attracting a lot of random attention. The tribal pleiadans have all just said they are "looking" or "doing research". All of a sudden, everyone at once are coming here for this reason. Normally those who come by earth are alien sex tourists. No joke. Getting new DNA input is a major thing in the galaxies outside, as races going stale from inbreeding is a real issue. Not just some town inbreeding, but planetary inbreeding or star system inbreeding, where everyone starts degenerating and they find no solution. Everyone out there seems to be immune to "race mixing" also, their females just pick up and incorporate the genetics they receive if they are good, no decent parts of their own are replaced, and their race never degenerates from mixing, it's always inbreeding.