A simple thing becomes an eerie mystery
Was it her? A ghost? What kind of apparition was this? Or was it merely some form of psychological projection from within the mysteries of the mind? Or a projection from her via an unconscious spooky action at a distance entangling time lines and quantum places? Perhaps simply mental errors in the interpretations of what my bodymind perceived amidst reflections of lights on glass conflated with old memories? Doubt is indeed corrosive.
Strode out of the elevator thru the lobby towards the double-doors of the entry to the apartment complex where I lived. My long-time friend Syd was coming over to visit me and my wife Faithlyn this Wednesday evening on the last day of January 2024. Entered the lobby looking down at the floor as I stepped over the boundary between elevator and the lobby floor. Don’t trust those two to be even. Seen too many movies of bad things happening with elevators and elevator shafts.
Looked up and there she was, standing on the other side of the glass. Syd wore a white rain coat, one I’ve seen here wear many times before. Her longish blonde hair was out and down to her shoulders. The rainwater, glass, and lights slightly distorted her face, as if it was somewhat folded in as she looked back at me. I smiled, looked down to check my clothes, then grunted as I pushed open the glass doors to the lobby to open the outside doors for her. She wasn’t there. What? Confused and perplexed, I pushed open the door and stepped outside. Maybe she had to scoot back to the car? Except there wasn’t anyone there. Whoa…there was not a single human visible anywhere along the sidewalk or walking up to a quarter of a mile away. The only people I saw were off in a few cars and trucks or still back inside the lobby. That was so weird. Our texts indicated she was near so I quickly went down to greet her. Then got a text something urgent came up – she was still at work, I learned later – and would be a half an hour late. She did not already come and leave.
When Syd finally showed up, it was, of course, her at the door. She was not wearing her white jacket but an olive green coat. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail. I let her in. Told her I’d seen her earlier. And how who I saw turned into a what did I see. She was amazed, and wondered what had transpired earlier. Syd followed me upstairs to the apartment, Faithlyn had tea and scones ready for us, and we had a delightful couple of hours before Syd left for her home on Seattle’s Capitol Hill.
What did I see at the door? Was it some kind of projection? All three of us were tired from a long, busy day in our own ways. Faithlyn was stressed from work especially as so many key coworkers were out sick, but she was in the moment more focused on preparing for our guest. Syd had worked about 12 hours that day, and was both proud and stressed and was planning for a career change. I felt fine and had looked forward to seeing my friend. None of us were under the kinds of extreme stress usually associated with psychovisual projections. So we don’t think it was some kind of psychological projection from one of us.
Perhaps it was a projection from another person? Or from some other entity? What does “some other entity” even mean? Perhaps it was all illusions, misperception, and misinterpretation of the interplay of lights and glass and other materials? Where’s the evidence and the maths for any of this? What metrics would we use? The rain had stopped falling by the time I thought I first saw Syd and hadn’t yet recommenced when I actually saw her.
Hoped it wasn’t a premonition of death. Not much on hope as it’s just waiting around for something to happen while not doing anything but hoping and fretting, but, gosh, premonitions of death felt so…superstitious. And we’re all alive two days later. No one had died within the apartment complex as far as I know, and there wasn’t anyone else living here who looked remotely like Syd. Of course, my lack of knowledge regarding over 300 people in the complex does not indicate anything, really.
Well, I’ve experienced many paranormal incidents in my lifetime. I’ve seen doppelgängers, encountered ghosts, engaged with apparitions of strange beasts, called down Olde Gods, felt so-called shadow people, among other things, mostly spooky creepy things I have no wish to encounter ever again. I’ve also seen UFOs/UAPs several times. Four of those were obvious machine crafts and the rest were orbs. I did not know it at the time I saw them, but UFOs/UAPs/orbs and associated NHIs or Non-Human Intelligences are also frequently associated with paranormal activities. Sometimes extreme paranormal incidents were reported by others within the vicinity of or after a UFO encounter. The association with paranormal events with UAP experiences as well as encounters with bizarre animals and even human-like entities is documented. The common nexus for these factors seems to be consciousness itself. The interrelationships between UFOs/UAPs/NHIs, consciousness, and paranormal activities is so interconnected as to be all lumped together under one umbrella label as simply The Phenomena.
Then there’s the hitchhiker effect. Being in the vicinity of a UFO or UAP can trigger changes in consciousness and perceptions of bizarre, unexplained, paranormal events. These paranormal “things,” for we do not fully understand them, especially the ones determined to be hoaxes or something explainable by science such as plasma phenomena like sprite lightning, follow people home. These “hitchhikers” ride along like a hitchhiker, altho a better term, truly, would be energy parasites. These hitchhiking parasites seem to hang around for long periods of time in the manner of a conventional haunting. Note there are cases where people were physically injured by UFOs as well as injured by some of these hitchhikers. Sometimes people experiencing hitchhiker parasites develop strange, bizarre, and rare illnesses. The relationships of these incidents to our own consciousness remains a mystery. What are they? And whatever I did encounter the other night emblematic of a so-called hitchhiker effect as I’ve encountered UFOs multiple times along with ghosts and other high strangeness?
Tonight I reenacted the other night’s apparition of Syd on the other side of those glass lobby doors. At about halfway across the lobby my own reflection became obviously clear even if a little blurred around the edges as I was moving. What I saw as Syd in a white coat with her hair down stood still. She…or the image I identified as her…does not look anything at all like me other than we’re both White, middle aged, and of similar height. It so clearly wasn’t my own reflection at the door as the being I saw was outside looking in. So what did I see at the door?
William Dudley Bass
Friday 2 February 2024
Shoreline/Seattle, WA
USA
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