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It wasn’t until months later following a particular night in January ‘96 where I was collected by a suspicious car and driven to a Masonic ceremony that a part of that strangeness began to clear. That ceremony was the last incident where I ever saw the mysterious Gideon and my involvement there seemed to be a type of farewell ceremony. Those cylindrical objects I possessed were handed back to the beings as if a token of myself and in return I was granted the gift of memory. Looking back, it wasn’t unlike the religious Bar Mitzvah ceremony where a 13-year old boy attends a special initiation to pass him over to religious manhood. There were certain traits to that ceremony that smacked of our earthly ones, both religious and pagan. It was as if I had proved my own maturity that night and was initialised into a higher level of understanding. After going though such a suspicious and turbulent period I had perhaps now acquired enough wisdom not to yell out to the whole world that I was in touch with the other side. Perhaps now I could contain the knowledge of the beings and their world without going to pieces like I might have done years beforehand. Thad been stringently monitored all the way and every time I slipped off of the rails, | was put back with careful precision. By some omnipotent method, there are overlords who can engineer this. I believe it is carried out from their own ethereal zone where all things are possible, past present and future. With this new awareness I could gradually unfold the past and make of it what I had to. I still think the most astounding memories were during the abduction where for the first time I had actually seen the physical and technical sides of this phenomenon. That thing I had seen in the sky seemed like a machine both technical and biological. Its structure was like nothing we have in our world as it seemed to become solid or mutating whenever it needed. I even remember seeing a portal in its underside into which I was weightlessly drawn. However the thing that really blew my mind were those holographic displays shown to me aboard, the images conjured from nowhere. If I didn’t know better I would insist that was the future of virtual reality maybe hundreds of years ahead of our own version. Not even our best technology with the cyber-helmets can totally fool anyone onto believing images are completely three-dimensional and even allow us a view of all angles similar to the way interactive TV does. Their version of VR seems to have moved onto something more convincing than “actual” reality. 85 operating in a conscious dream.