Shaid 'A & the
Tau Cetians
My visit from Shaid 'A took place the night after the cabal instigated the Fukushima nuclear metldown, Marcb 12, 2011. By then I had a pretty good handle on cabal tactics so knew they'd drag the resulting radiation around the globe using the jet streams. Which is precisely what they did.
I presume my knowing this is what prompted the visit from Shaid 'A.
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It was around 2 a.m. and I'd fallen asleep on my living room sofa. Suddenly I heard in my head "Get up! You must get up now."
WTH? I rolled over and glanced at the clock which read 2:12 a.m.
"It's the middle of the night!" I told the voice. "Go to bed like normal people!" and I rolled over to go back to sleep.
"GET UP! YOU MUST GET UP NOW!" the voice more insistent this time.
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I sat up and looked around. It was then I noticed my bedroom door I'd closed earlier was now standing wide open, a silhouette of a person standing in the doorway.
I automatically assumed it was the deep black military spooks messing with me again using a hologram. I picked up an object from the coffee table in front of me and flung it at the silhouette, figuring if it was a hologram the object would pass right through it and I could go back to sleep.
That object hit something soft then fell to the wood floor, rolling after it did.
Okie dokie...NOT a hologram....Houston we have a problem!
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The voice again: "You really shouldn't throw things at me" in a tone of voice an exasperated parent would use on their unruly child.
My visitor then levitated my TV remote control off the table in front of me, spinning it wildly in midair as if to show me anything I could do, it could do far better. I decided not to throw anything more lest I join my remote control spinning wildly in midair.
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Picking up a lantern flashlight off the coffee table, I flipped it on and walked over to the silhouette in my doorway and shone the beam on it. At first, I wasn't sure if my visitor was male or female due to his funky Roman style haircut and marginally feminine facial features, but by the time my flashlight beam hit his chest I had things pretty well figured out.
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This guy was eye candy, he was RIPPED! That flashlight beam wasn't moving any too quickly let me assure you. This fact was met with an impatient "Are you through yet?'
I was tempted to say "Ummm not yet..." but like I said, I didn't want to join my remote control spinning wildly in midair.
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"Who are you?" I asked.
"Shaid 'A" he answered abruptly, then immediately launched into the message he'd come to deliver.
"The ONLY way to save the planet now..." and Shaid 'A outlined a plan in which terrestrial humans would unify, everyone donate a couple bucks and buy up the Brazilian rainforest.
​"Great plan but the cabal would never sell the rainforest," I assured Shaid 'A.
"They will sell it if the price is right. They are motivated by greed", he assured me.
"Yeah well there's on other major flaw in your plan. You couldn't get 10 Terrans to unite and do anything together much less 8 billion of them to unite to buy up the rainforest."
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I guess he gave up at that point because he said "It's time for me to leave now."
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Talk about making a grand exit! He walked through my living room plate glass window and as he crossed my lawn he left in his wake a trail of perfectly bloomed flowers. He literally WADED INTO my lawn as he did this, disappearing beneath the surface of my lawn.
My sketch of Shaid 'A wading into my front lawn
This was all illuminated by a beam of bright white light coming from above but I'll be honest...I couldn't tell you what this beam of light emanated from. I was busy scoping out Shaid 'A's butt.
(And a very fine butt it was, I might add!)
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Many years later I'd come to understand what Shaid 'A was trying to tell me that night in giving me the buy up the rainforest plan.
Eight years later, the cabal set fire to the Amazon rainforest.
That fire alone eliminated 20% of the oxygen we need to breathe.
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They then set fire to Australia, ravaging nearly half the continent in the process. I have no idea how much oxygen those fires consumed.
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They then set wildfires in the western U.S. and Africa, depriving us of even more of the oxygen we need to breathe.
I'd also learn contact is always almost made by the Tau Cetian males and it always has to do with environmental issues here.
Postscript
There was a humorous postscript to Shaid 'A's visit as well.
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I had to meet Jmmanuel on the ship and waited for him to come out of the meeting he was in.
When he did he said to me "Just ran into an acquaintance of yours..."
"Oh yeah? Who?"
"Let me put it this way. He wanted me to ask you if you enjoyed the view from the rear.
"Well," I said. "That depends on which view he's referring to. The flowers were a nice touch but that booty of his? WHOA MOMMA!"
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Jmmanuel stared at me silently for a couple of seconds before shouting "ARE YOU TRYING TO CAUSE A GALACTIC INCIDENT? SCOPING OUT THE BEHIND OF A CETIAN AMBASSADOR?"
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Oooops. I had think fast on my feet on this one. I said to Jmmanuel "Just tell Shaid 'A that on Terra it's considered a compliment if a woman scopes out a man's butt. It means she thinks he's hot."
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I never heard another word about Shaid 'A's response to that. Shortly thereafter, one of the female ground crew members was going to meet Shaid 'A.
I said to her "After the formal introduction tell him your friend Gracie told you he had a really nice butt and ask would he mind if you checked it out yourself."
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She did as I asked. Being a stickler on protocol, a look of absolute mortification appeared on Jmmanuel's face. Until Shaid 'A turned around so fast for this gal to scope out his butt we were all amazed his head didn't fly right off his shoulders. Shaid 'A not only let her look as long as she wanted, he followed her around like a puppy dog the rest of the evening.
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​"Pay attention dear," I said to Jmmanuel. "Doesn't matter what planet, star, galaxy, solar system or universe you men are from, you're all the same. Putty in our hands."
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With that I walked away. Jmmanuel never corrected me on protocol again.
As for Shaid 'A and I we became the best of buds. Now we dispense with the formal greeting between us and when we see each other we just smile at one another and he spins around for me to scope out his butt.
