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Children and often adults have a tendency to reserve things that they cannot understand. When the human mind fails to comprehend something, it has a habit of stowing it away in a question-marked box for a very long time. It would explain why incidents of child abuse happening at ages where the mind is unable to fully register what’s happened often surfaces much later in adulthood. Personally, I cannot equate what has happened to me as remotely similar to “abuse” but it strikes me how minds have this mechanism to register and accept things that don’t necessarily add up. Although I regard my childhood to have been a happy one and unusually sheltered both with and without the experiences, there was nothing within my culture that would have prepared me for the confusion of alien interaction. I use the term “alien” because there is no established term for the astral entities I encountered that so few know about. Apart from the obvious ridicule, people tend to keep these experiences to themselves mainly because their education or culture has no place for them. “Register and accept with the benefit of the doubt’, that was what I had been doing for at least four complacent years following my bombshell revelation in ‘96. I knew that so much went on behind the scenes of my life that wasn’t strictly the product of dreams or ghosts and all along, subliminal string- pullers kept me docile, insisting that I doubted everything. I knew that so much was wrong and out of place yet I remained doubtful, refusing to make an issue of a single thing. That was until the year of 1999 when the “spell” was beginning to wear off. When that happened, I tried to make head and tale of all the disorientating events of my life by chronicling them and could not believe the list I had made. This is my first proper attempt at writing and even now as I look back upon the ludicrous stories I am telling, all things I insist have happened to me, the disbelief and embarrassment never ceases. The absurdity behind the 95 The Truth in Yesterday