Posted by: cindybythesea | August 19, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 2 of 8

From July 12, 1952 through July 29th of that same year, a series of UO’s were seen, documented and photographed over Washington DC in what is often referred to now as “the Washington flap”.  A coincidence perhaps, but on that same day in 1952 a baby  was born far across the continental US who would have his own encounter with this peculiar and yet unexplained phenomenon.  But this time it would not be an encounter of the first kind -as the Washington sightings were –  but of the third – an idea that was popularized two years after his experience in 1975 by Steven Spielberg in his 1977  movie Close Encounters of the Third Kind.
  Close encounters of the first, second and third kinds.
     For those of you who may not be familiar – close encounters are broken down in this way:
  1 –   A close encounter of the first kind is described as :  Visual sightings of an unidentified flying object seemingly less than 500 feet away that show an appreciable angular extension and considerable detail.
2-  A close encounter of the second kind is described as: A UFO event in which a physical effect is alleged. This can be interference in the functioning of a vehicle or electronic device; animals reacting; a physiological effect such as paralysis or heat and discomfort in the witness; or some physical trace like impressions in the ground, scorched or otherwise affected vegetation, or a chemical trace. 3- A close encounter of the third kind  is described as: UFO encounters in which an animated creature is present. These include humanoids, robots, and humans who seem to be occupants or pilots of a UFO.
      Over the past 50 or so years, sightings of the first, second and third kind have been on the rise.  But, why? Who are these alien beings, if indeed that’s who they are?  And, why  if they are so interested in us have they not been forthright in disclosing their identity – declaring their intentions?
First of all, I would like to say that I believe there are those who know. They’re just not saying.  As for the rest of us, we are left to speculate. But, with a bit of deductive reasoning, I think we can get a pretty good idea of who they are and what they are about.  For their cover, their identity and their agenda – their dark agenda is as they say ‘hidden in plain sight” if we know what to look for.
Imagine yourself driving late at night down the interstate through the long lonely stretches of the Utah and Colorado desert. Its near midnight.  Not many cars on the road at this time of night. Every now and then a big rig will pass with a rumble and a whoosh; their taillights fading in to the still of the darkness like the last dying embers of a lonely camp fire.
 On coming headlights are few and far between and the desert landscape stretches out around you in ghostly isolation. The moon is dim ….. its pale light shrouding the landscape around you in varying shades of gray …. and you are completely alone…. the radio and your thoughts, your only companion.   It’s ok, you’ve made this drive before and you know now that you are not far off from your destination – maybe another 30-40 miles at most.
Suddenly, the sound of static fills the car but, its not coming from the radio …. and you hear your name called – first, middle and last. Loud and clearly audible in the midst of the static – your name, not once but twice. The sound unexplainably does not seem to be coming from outside the car, nor in the car – and it is definitely not in your head.  How can this be?  The hair on the back of your neck stands on end – as if responding to the static,,,,,, or perhaps the fear that is settling in your stomach like a sour and putrid pit. And, you are frightened beyond imagination.  And, still as far as you can see …you are  completely and utterly alone. . No lights, nothing …. just the dark and endless desert ….. silent …. so silent.
You can’t believe what you just heard. Not once, but twice and wonder “am I losing it?”  Maybe I’m more tired than I thought. And in spite of intense fear and the hair that is still standing at attention on the back of your neck, you pull off to the side of the road to rest and regain your composure.  After resting your eyes for a few minutes you pull back on to the highway to continue your journey and arrive at your destination as planned. And, it is not until the next day that you realize that you reached your destination much later than you should have. A good two to three hours had passed the night before that simply could not be explained …. could not be accounted for  … and the sour that had been your  stomach the night before rises up once again at the realization that something is terribly, terribly wrong.
to be continued ….. 
“The coming of the lawless one will be accompanied by the power of Satan. He will use every kind of power including miraculous signs, lying wonders and every type of evil to deceive those who are dying, those who refused to love the truth that would save them.”  2 Thessalonians 2: 9-10
“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6
Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!   Cindy


  1. Cindy, I have been waiting since the last post at the edge of my seat for your second post on this, Please do not leave us hanging long as we all are captivated to learn more of your experience. Love you much.


    • Thanks Melody … will try to post part 3 much sooner. Keep me in prayer …. this is a dark subject and not one I was sure that I should share. Thinking though the Lord allowed it for a reason. May he give me (and those involved) the help and grace to understand what it is.

  2. Ditto the comment from meeellodee2012. And big ((HUGS))

  3. Don’t know what route you were traveling but unaccounted for loss of time is one of the residual experiences of some who traveled US Route 666 nicknamed the devil’s hwy – they have since changed the hwy number for obvious reasons. Sounds like you had a similar experience Cindy.

    • Hi EVan, Thanks for writing. Yes, I am familiar with route 66 and you are right – it is one desolate stretch of highway; just about anything could happen out there – and probably does. This though was not route 66 but there are many highways that traverse this great expanse of desert in this area of the country. Also, for the record. This is not my experience although I am part of the story. I think you will see as the story unfolds. Grace and blessings! Cindy

  4. Got me waiting for the next writings

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