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with what would normally be considered alien but too strange to exist anywhere in our world, other than those paintings of course. Eventually when I returned from this holiday, I spent a lot of time in the library investigating Hindu art to explain where the “blue people” actually came from but so far nothing had been gleaned. Even the mysterious “grey” aliens reported today are sometimes seen as blue but these people I saw in the memory were almost human except for that artificial looking skin. Once I had seen that painting and just briefly wondered about its significance was exactly when the memories flooded. That alone seemed a phenomenon as it appeared to be another of those subconscious requests. That was when I remember clusters of the blue beings just gathering socially by the lakes. The seals in the scene were also scattered around just living in independent harmony with these humans like they were regular bathing guests. I cannot remember a sequence of events in this scene but it seemed like I had been conversing with the seal creatures for a while before I became aware of a presence overhead. To my amazement that presence turned out to be a ball of brilliant white light hovering above us giving off the same fiery effect of a sparkler. It made no sound as it flew over us and gently lowered to a nearby bank by one of the lakes. What happened next was unbelievable. It silently lowered more of the seal creatures from its underside onto the grassy bank. I watched them effortlessly flop down onto the floor below from an exit in this globe that I couldn’t actually see almost like the craft had spewed them out. The seals were awake and active soon as they hit the floor and seemed to go in all directions. Once the craft had done this I watched it swerve in sophisticated motion without a sound and depart the way it appeared, straight over my head and off into nowhere. For me a fantastic transpiration had just been carried out which I suspect was just an everyday task in this strange world. It couldn’t have looked more alien in my eyes especially now in the recollection of a sober and unaltered mind. A ball of light delivering a pack of seals to a strange river bank surrounded by what appeared to be Hindus. What did any of this mean? Furthermore why was I being shown it? I couldn’t even translate any significance to what I remembered wondered if that was my young self in the scene or the body of another I inhabited. It even crosses my mind that because these scenes are so seemingly irrelevant that I may have plunged into them by accident almost like someone walking right into the middle of a circus and was speechless by what they saw. After I had returned home I had looked up a number of references to the paintings I first saw that triggered that memory. There were quite a few of 128