Bill[ Friday, April 09, 2004 ]

Its a long time since my last post and with good reason, (well that should read BAD really) I've been very ill and its taking me what seems forever to recover. Pneumonia put me in hospital and the after affects of that terrible disease caused mayhem with my "rereformed" system. At least 7 months have elapsed since the onset of this glitch in my health and its been seven months of Hell! Perhaps this "hell" is part of the learning curve of this wretched thing we call "life", whatever, I only wish that these terrible feelings would pass and I can get back to to some semblance of my normal self.
..Guess what? Its Bank Holiday again here in the UK and its raining and the roads are still clogged, etc, etc..so it seems that nothing really changes...
Bill [Friday, April 09, 2004]

[ Monday, May 05, 2003 ]

Well.."Hush my mouth!" Its turned out to be a truly, wonderful, hot, glorious sunny day on this Bank Holiday, but what do I see?...I see very little as there's not a soul in the street, they're all either watching the footy on telly or some brain-washing soap. Bet you they'll all be leaping from puddle to puddle once the clouds return...
Bill [Monday, May 05, 2003]

It's Bank Holiday Monday here in the UK and , yes, it's raining. Always seems to rain on a public holiday.
The roads still get clogged though with families day tripping to the beaches to spend yet another miserable day in the English rain. Kids moaning, the father wishing he wasn't there and the mother trying to keep the peace. Yes its raining , so they may end up sitting in a dingy seaside cafe sipping tea and stabbing their greasy chips for most of the day. Then..lo and behold the sun comes out and they all rush outside before the clouds reappear, but wait, what's happened? Yeah, you guessed it, the English are so used to miserable weather they don't know what to do with themselves in the light and warmth of that main sequence star, so its back into the cafe for another cuppa in the hope that its soon time to go home. Well, they look forward to going home as they can then watch the telly and programmes about holidays in the sun. Well... dreams are very often better than reality and the rains not too bad after all as thats what makes England a green and pleasant land!
Bill [Monday, May 05, 2003]

[ Sunday, May 04, 2003 ]

There once was a man, then there was once a few more, then there was millions of them all scrabbling around on a ball of dirt they call Earth. There once was a ball of dirt called Earth and there once was millions of men scrabbling around on this ball of dirt, then there was just a few, then there was one man, then there was ...
Bill [Sunday, May 04, 2003]

As I sit here in my "study" typing this, my head is filled with information that seems to be scrambled. It seems this way because there's so much of it. I can hear motorbikes speeding over some spare land, the fan in my room trying to keep my brain cool, (an impossible task) children emitting squeaky high pitched noises engaging in what is known as play. I am thinking of other Blogs, other places other times. The Beatles playing in the local theatre in the 1960s, whether my car will start tomorrow, if I can pay the gas or the power bill. I'm thinking, why is it I can't be what I want to be? Why is it I can't live where I want to live? Why is it that I can't be rich? Then I think, what the Hell am I doing here in the first place, why do I exist? Then...sorry, I can't type anymore....
Bill [Sunday, May 04, 2003]

[ Friday, March 14, 2003 ]

Last night the clock by my bedside gained 3 Hours. It was 6.00am but the clock showed 9.00am. The batteries were as new and the unit is functioning perfectly. Its never done this before and I'm at a loss to understand the phenomenon. Also, I felt as if I had slept longer than normal and it "felt" like it was 9.00am. The wife also was affected by this and at first thought she was late for work. Not missing time in the normal sense, but still very strange.
Bill [Friday, March 14, 2003]

[ Monday, January 27, 2003 ]

A Fateful Night In 1991. Its A Never Ending Story.....

By Bill Eatock

I was driving around the Wigan area testing walkie talkies for range. My wife was at home with one of the radios and I with the other. Reception was good. As I drove down a country lane in Red Rock, near Wigan, I noticed a bank of fog. Reception on the radio was still OK and I continued to speak to my wife on the radio.

Then suddenly as I drove into the fog, I was bombarded by a high pitched whistle, the whistle got louder and louder and was becoming painful, so painful that I started to become disorientated.

In an attempt to stop the noise, I made sure that the car radio was off I also thought I had switched off the walkie-talkie. However, It got worse, I then realised that my left ear was bleeding, I also had the distinct impression that there was "someone" sat in the passenger seat, I couldn't understand what was happening.

Suddenly, I found myself driving out of the fog, with my left ear hurting and the left side of my face burning. I then heard my wife shouting my name over the walkie-talkie. She said, "Bill, come in ...where are you, why are you not answering" I replied, "not answering, I've never stopped talking to you" She then said, "I've been shouting my head off for the last half-hour and you've not replied, I was worried sick. What's going on?"

I replied, " I don't really know, but I feel sick and my left ear and face are "killing me" I'm coming home!" She said, "You better! you've no right getting me worried like that!" I responded that I would get home as quickly as possible. Driving back was difficult as I felt unwell and the car, (That was always very reliable) was acting up.

On arriving home, the wife was waiting for me. When she saw me she was shocked at my dishevelled and bloodied appearance. Once in the house, she screamed at me "where the hell have you been!" that my ear was bleeding and that the left side of my face was sunburned, she said, "you look awful, what's happened, I responded with "I've no idea, but I feel ill and want to vomit. I rushed into the toilet and spewed up masses of a clear liquid, like water but thicker. I then felt VERY tired and went to bed.

My dreams were troubled. I then awoke with a jolt, I didn't know where I was for a moment and panicked at the darkness of the room, REAL terror swept over me and I was overwhelmed by a terrible claustrophobic feeling. I almost ripped the

door of its hinges trying to get out of the bedroom. To this day, my fear of confined spaces and fear of being trapped is beyond belief! It's disgusting and disabling. Wherever I go, I have to make a conscious effort to check and ensure that I cannot be trapped.

Discussing things later with the wife, it was determined that I was "missing" for exactly 30 minutes. When I say "missing", at that time. I was totally unaware of a time loss. Also, I did not have a clue as to what had happened to me.

I felt so ill though that I had to visit my GP. She could not determine what had happened to me and sent me for tests at our local hospital. It seems that my blood count was dangerously low, as for the "sunburn" they just asked me if I had fallen asleep under a sun lamp! One of the consultants asked me if I worked near strong magnetic fields, such as a power station. I told him that the nearest I had been to a power station was a 13amp-wall socket!

Since the experience, my health got very bad and is still poor. But I have learned to live with the strange and sometimes seemingly life-threatening symptoms.

I obviously became intrigued as to what happened to me and more so because of the weird and sometimes scary images that I started to have. Images of skinned animals on hooks. Creatures with big black eyes were telling me that the images are a warning for mankind.

In the "images" the creature pointed at the pitiful (still alive!) animals on hooks on a "sort of" conveyor belt over a street with children playing and mothers smiling and happily gardening, oblivious to the plight of the animals that were going for processing.

The belt led down into a beautiful valley to a factory, belching steam. The creature said; "Man, this is you, this is what you are, until you learn to treat other creatures as you would treat yourselves, there is no hope for you" After that dream, I went vegetarian for a couple of years. Later though, I went back (rightly or wrongly) to eating meat....

I got more and more BAD "dreams" and decided to see a psychologist to try and ascertain what had happened to me. The psychologist suggested hypnosis, I reluctantly agreed and "IT" all came out!

After coming out of hypnosis the psychologist said that he had taped the conversation, that he couldn't believe what he was hearing and wanted nothing further to do with the matter. He said however, that he would go out of the room and leave me to listen to the recording. He left; I switched on the tape machine and could not believe my ears! It was I, my voice, telling the psychologist that I had been abducted by aliens!

It seems that as I hit the bank of fog, my car and myself were picked up by, (yes! lifted lock stock and barrel into a UFO!) I was placed on a "table" stripped and was attended to by several small grey creatures and one human looking man. They did various tests on me.

I noticed that "the room" was big and quite full of other people. There were a lot of "greys" messing about with other people. Next to me laid on a similar table was a young naked girl. She was terrified. Her face was etched with terror and she kept asking me if she was dreaming. I told that I did not think so. She calmed down, a little, and told me that she came from the Parbold area of Wigan, and wanted to know where she was, I couldn't tell her as I didn't know myself and besides I was very worried as to what was happening also. I got agitated as a man was being led past me by the "greys" toward a metallic spiral staircase toward a semi-circular door, quite high up to my right at the top of the "room". I began to lose my temper as the situation appeared to me to be BAD for the man.

Images of Nazi atrocities flashed through my mind, I really had the impression that "they" were going to do something really horrible to him, the feeling was disgusting. I thrashed about and shouted, then, the "human" approached me.

He was quite normal in appearance, in his fifties, very powerful in appearance, he appeared to me to be "the boss", he didn't speak to the greys, but he did seem to control them. As he approached me I heard him say, not to worry, everything's ok, the man you see is going back to where we picked him up. All that we're doing is preparing him. Unfortunately, the device we use to get you out of your bed or wherever and into our ship is quite stressful to humans. You are not very strong and it can be dangerous, so we have to prepare your bodies for the trip. Don't worry, as you will be going next!

I actually "asked" him a question; I "asked" him, "How do you pick us up?"

He replied, "Well, the best way I can explain it is that we shift you, shift you in time... well, more like inter dimensionally. We can't put you back at exactly the same time as we picked you up but we can pick you up from anywhere and any place we want to" I asked, "What do you call the machine?" Surprisingly, (I thought) he actually replied.. "Its called a dimensional shift device" The "conversation" again seemed to take place in my head.

I heard all this but his lips never moved! When I say I heard him it was more like "pictures" in my head, but it seemed as if it was in my ears. I believed him and calmed down.

Since, that day, other odd things have happened and I am convinced that I have been abducted several times over the past few years. I have awoken with bruises, long spindly finger marks on my arms and torso. My pyjamas on inside out, etc, etc.

Bill [Monday, January 27, 2003]

I once was a true, blue human..once..or was that twice...then I was taken by aliens and rereformed. They just love dissecting humans and putting them together again.
Wonder where my liver went?
Bill [Monday, January 27, 2003]
rereformed human