Energy Transfer Complete

    

    Being an individual who has had numerous contact experiences for the majority of my life, or I should say since even before I was born, there have been some really bizarre situations I have encountered. Some of them I have no explanation for other than something really weird happened and I just shrugged it off, or I did a deep dive to explore what the hell was going on. But very rarely has hypnotic regression been performed to find out what was going on so most of what I talk about is from conscious memory.

    One of these type of events happened before I was born. I have very distinct recall of being in the maternity room of the hospital where my biological mother was giving birth to me before I was born. To my side was a grey being who has been with me for like, forever I assume. He just seems to be everywhere in my past, though I am not aware of where he is now. We are both just floating in the upper corner of the room kind of nonchalantly discussing DNA and how the soul works as my biological mother is going through labor pains in a bed below us. He seems intent that I remember everything he is saying as I am waiting to be born. 

    So, if I look at this event as it is going on I wonder about it, kind of amused at it all. One, this event is real and it happened just as I remember. I was escorted into birth by a grey being which is in no way an angel like being, meaning I come from elsewhere in the universe or dimensional in nature, (which I believe) or two, it is all a memory plant placed there for whatever reason simply because the human mind is a very susceptible and delicate recording device which can be used at all times for anyone of a higher intelligence to play with. It would be very easy for me, or anyone else to subscribe to the second option.

    This is one of those weird little episodes some contactees have that just makes you wonder what the whole thing is about? As a single parent to a boy who was nine months old when he was placed in my care life was kinda tough at times and there were times as he was growing up I felt like I was burning the candle at both ends. As most single parents can attest to. I was having one of those days and when I finally got him to bed I was exhausted and felt like at long last I going to be able to get some sleep as well. Not soon after my head hit the pillow I was out like a light. I don't think I even remember closing my eyes before I was sound asleep. It was nearly midnight and I had to get up for work early the next morning. I was dead to the world.

    Suddenly, around the witching hour. The witching hour being around two or three in the morning, my eyes popped open and I was wide awake. I mean, there was no slowly opening of the eyes and wondering where I was and slowly gaining my senses and wondering if I should hit the snooze button mode. It was from a sound sleep to an instant full consciousness immediately! I was fully awake and my body was buzzing! My whole body and my head felt like I had been plugged into an electrical outlet or like someone had pumped me full of adrenaline! I was wide awake and my eyes were wide open and staring straight into the darkness of the room. I can still remember the sheets tingling against my body while I was lying in bed so I did my best not to move. My whole body felt like your leg does when it falls asleep. So I just flat out was trying really hard to not even breath heavy. It was a very odd feeling, to say the least!

    Even though I was wide awake I was very disoriented as to what was happening to me. I could hear some sort of voice echoing off in the distance. A very robotic sounding voice that seemed to be repeating something about every thirty seconds or so. But I was too disoriented to understand what it was saying and I couldn't really focus on anything other than how my body was tingling and trying hard not to move. 

    Eventually, after what seemed like hours, but in reality was perhaps ten or fifteen minutes, I could feel the numbness wearing off and this voice that was constantly echoing in the background started to become clearer so I was able to start to train my focus on what it was saying and where it was coming from. This continual robotic voice coming from seemingly everywhere in the room but nowhere in particular was starting to sink into my brain.

    

    "Energy transfer complete." 

    And then around thirty seconds of silence before repeating itself.

    "Energy transfer complete."

    A very robotic sounding voice. It sounded kind of genderless. Kind of male, kind of female. I don't know why I was trying to make a gender out of it. It just sounded like something I need to do. As I sat and listened to this voice echoing in the darkness of the room there was perhaps ten or fifteen more minutes that went by before I was really starting to wonder if there was some way I was supposed to respond to this voice? My body was finally feeling back to normal and my mind was now focusing on this voice that was just repeating the same old thing every thirty seconds.

    "Energy transfer complete...energy transfer complete...energy transfer complete..."

    I listened to this voice for another ten or fifteen minutes now fully aware, and fully frustrated about what to do to shut this voice off. How do I stop it? 

    "Yea! Ok! I get it!" I raised my head and shouted out into the room. "Alright! Stop!"

    There was no response. It just kept going, and going, and going! I had not a clue on what to do at this point. I just kept shouting out into the room to let this voice, wherever it was, know I had had enough! That was frustrating and really irritating at the same time. 

    Finally, after another ten or fifteen minutes of trying to figure out what this disembodied voice was after, I just sat up in bed and yelled out in the room:

    "I get it! The God damned energy transfer is complete!"

    That must have been what was required. The voice stopped. I had no idea why I didn't just respond that way in the first place...I did everything but mention the energy transfer. But the voice stopped. 

    

    I lay back down into my bed and waited, not sure if my comment was really going to do the trick. A minute goes by, then five minutes, nothing but silence. I finally, after about an hour, start to doze off to sleep and I am very nearly asleep when I hear a click go off somewhere, like a light is being turned on from a wall switch, and one final parting phrase from the darkness hits me with a start. A quite emphatic voice:

    "And you will lose ten pounds!"

    Yea, that really happened! Why the emphatic ten pound remark? I don't know? Maybe a trigger phrase or something? God only knows? And by the way...it didn't work. I never did lose the ten pounds...at least, not for the next 40 years anyway. Go Figure!

    

                   

          

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