Abductions

Nov 2018

Update May 2022

Alien abductions run in families. In mine, it started at the beginning of the 1800’s when the aliens came to my ancestors' village. They used my people, who happened to be miners and masons, to help construct an underground base. The aliens also impregnated women from the village with alien DNA. From then on, all descendants were partly alien. Hybridism is hereditary. 

Fast forward 200 years; The aliens have adjusted and upgraded the genetic composition in every generation. Today, the hybrid programme is complete, but the aliens still keep an eye on us. Our abductions are not so much about egg retrieval and IVF, but studies of hybrid neurology and extrasensory perception. We undergo procedures to activate dormant neural pathways in the central and peripheral nervous system.  

Enjoy reading!

2003 - First encounter with the medical officer.

It was in 2003 I had my first encounter with Venn. Aliens were a huge thing in popular culture back then, but they were usually portrayed as evil and gray. Venn knew I wouldn't believe him if he walked up to me and introduced himself. Aliens looking like ordinary people was unheard of! He had to disclose the whole deal.

When he greeted me outside the UFO he appeared as a large gray, but as soon as we came inside he yanked his mask of. The creature behind the mask looked completely human, but wasn't. He was a young male in his late teens. Both his eyes and hair were golden blond. He had freckles, or markings, around his nose. Pleiadians wear artificial skin as protection from Sun radiation. UV exposure makes markings or wounds around the nose and cheekbones. Poor Venn was suffering from sunburns!  

I didn't hear his voice, but he introduced me to the topics later published on this website. Back then he also encouraged me to study htm-coding. My first website 20 years ago was actually «handmade». Nowadays, we simply feed information into a premade program. 

Spaceship interior:

The wall was temporarily stained by my handprint when I touched it. I’m not talking about sweat marks or fingerprints. The wall changed to match my frequency. I later learned that Pleiadian spaceships are designed to fuse with its occupants, and because I have pleiadian DNA, the ship recognized my energy.

(At a later stage I was allowed to test pilot one of these, but that’s a whole different story. Scroll down.)

2017.11.11 The frequency resonance chamber- THE EXPERIMENT.

Notice: Pleiadian Venn scheduled me for abduction on the 11.11 to demonstrate his great sense of humour. 11.11 is a special date in various new age communities.

The extraterrestrials snached me in my sleep. I woke up in restrains on an operating table. My pleiadian contact Venn had just finished wrapping me in in a neoprene-ish sleeping bag-thingy. The purpose of the harness wasn’t imprisonment, but to protect my body from involuntary movements while in the resonance chamber. A side effect of manipulating the central nervous system, aka brain and spinal cord, is seizures and dystonic spasms. The brace forced my upper body into fetal position with arms bent across the chest. My legs was crossed and tightly knit together. I was very upset about being immobilised, but Venn gently comforted me until I passed out again. I underwent the procedure in the resonance chamber unconscious.

Apparently the ETs unleashed me from the bracing as soon as the procedure was done. I accidentally gained consciousness too soon and was caught wandering confused in the hallway. Venn escorted me back to bed and ordered me to take another nap. I wasn’t allowed to go home until I was fully restituted. The next time I came to my wits was back in my own bed. That night my youngest child was abducted as well. Both of us suffered from dizziness and headaches the following day. Whenever I´m taken, non-physical entities usually keep me under observation the following day.

2018. July 20 - Frequency resonance chamber - THE IMPLEMENTATION.

I snapped this picture with my mobile phone moments before the Pleiadians abducted me. Observe how the UFOs cloak in a cover of cloud-like mist. This happened late at night. Nordic summer doesn't get dark.

During the experimental sessions back in November I was restrained and unconscious, but the pleiadians came to the conclusion of unleashing me to allow my body to twitch naturally. They also decided to keep me awake, because the raise of frequency affects both body and mind.

The frequency resonance chamber was a funnel-shaped installation designed to amplify and direct audio waves. As the machine fired up I began to hear loud sound, but it didn’t resemble music. The noise slowly got higher, not louder, till it reached a point where I could no longer hear it. I could feel the waves of energy reach deep into my core. The machine didn’t stop until every atom of my central nervous system echoed the chosen frequency. It felt like all my brain cells were activated at once. My mind went into an OBE. The pleiadians did something to my energy field to make my body and mind reconnect. The following morning I had a hard time waking up.

2018.Nov.6th - Peripheral nervous stimulation.

Peripheral nervous system = nerves outside brain and spinal cord.

As usual, I was taken in my sleep. I found myself sitting upright on a gurney. The extraterrestrials placed me in the middle of a circle of reflective panels. A machine fired an energy beam that spiraled along the mirrors before it hit me. My entire body went into a state of fasciculation, or muscle twitching. The involuntary contractions weren't powerful enough to cause body movements, but I could feel the muscles vibrate under my skin. I suffered a severe headache after the procedure. My pleiadian physician and contact Venn did everything he could to ease my pain, except to administer medication. He assured me it would pass.

I have no recollection of how I got home, but I woke up in my own bed. I could tell something had happened because my accessories were oddly placed on the nightstand. The Pleiadians often leave clues like this to confirm my suspicions. And just like Venn promised: the headache was gone!

Working with humans.

Some 20 years ago I was studied by human neuropsychologists and -scientists. Neuropsychology is the field of psychology that aims to understand how behavior and cognition are influenced by brain functioning. The extraterrestrials allowed the scientists to conduct MRI, CT, EEG, cognitive testing and interviews with me. I wore VR-goggles and watched representations of 3D (sacred) geometry while having my brain scanned. I was also given puzzles, some of which were downright impossible to solve. Somehow I figured them out anyway and the scientists were blown away by my problem-solving skills. Finally I was shown repulsive and sickening images to see how my brain reacted to fear. Except for that, the scientists and interns were nothing but nice and treated me like a princess.

Multiple times over the years I’ve had blood drawn into special tubes that were hurried away in strange cooling containers. I know for sure that samples of my DNA exist in various laboratories.

Update 2019:

Hybrid samples are included in at least ten scientific studies, some of which will result in phd degrees. From what I’ve learned the alien duplications will be classified as natural mutations.

Exploring Mount X

Before I was born, my family acquired a cabin in the mountains of X (I choose to keep the location secret for now). From an early age I spent many a weekend and holiday there. One could say I was partially raised in the wilderness. Living at Mount X means going off the grid. All electrical appliances are powered by solar panels. Solar panels are designed to absorb the sun's rays as a source of energy for generating electricity.

At the age of 5, I had my first encounter with UFOs and extraterrestrials. Because of its movement, my childhood mind interpreted it as a flying excavator. My cousins and I used to hide under a huge spruce and play with «the invisible man», a nonphysical extraterrestrial. He gave us lessons in how to care for the land. By that I don’t mean agriculture, but how to balance energies in nature. Growing up in nature was jolly and playful, but unfortunately there was a mishap during abduction. Alien abductions runs in my family. I wasn’t the target, but when they knocked the whole house unconscious, I accidently OBEd and witnessed the whole thing. From that day I dreaded the cabin and refused to go back. The happy days were gone and I spent the rest of my youth in the city. Well, physically at least. I often OBE back to the mountain. Still do.

I don’t understand the importance of this place and Venn isn’t too eager to talk about it. Now, 30 years later, I’ve began retracing my steps. I've already been to Mount X on several summer expeditions, but Venn suggested I go during winter. I battled the elements and on exact GPS location I found a triangular hole in the ice. 

It was made by a pleiadian atmospheric craft. The craft was cloaking by distorting frequency out of range. You see, the pleiadians have excellent stealth technology. The human sensory system can only process inputs from a narrow spectrum. My eyes couldn’t see anything, but my mind clearly saw it hovering just above. I wasn’t allowed to approach, but the pleiadians let me photograph it/the hole. They knew my poor phone camera didn’t possess the proper applications to capture the craft.

Pleiadian party at Mount X.

Date: Late ‘90s. 

Location: Mount X, Norway. 

Our cabin was powered by state of the art solar panels gifted to us from a shut down government programme. We had some benefits from being alien hybrid abductees:)

In winter we could haul all kinds of equipment up there on sleighs. We fitted a car stereo and a hefty sound system in a wooden box and hooked it up to the solar batteries. At nightfall we brought the makeshift boombox outside and held our own after-ski. We blasted techno music into the night. The Pleiadians are a curious and playful species. They often flew-by in their UFOs and observed our dance party. If we got lucky, they pulsated their ship to the beat of the music. One time, a UFO landed approx 300 metres out in the field and put on an amazing light show for us. To this day I get goosebumps when I hear Cotton Eye Joe by The Rednex. Then THEY answered back by playing Million Miles From Home by Dune. 

Note: None of the mentioned artists are associated with the Pleiadians. They just happened to peak the charts at the time. I encourage you to listen to both songs on headphones. After all these years, they're still awesome.  We played lots of other contemporary techno and eurodance too, but these stick with me. 

To this day, the Pleiadians respond well to electronic dance music.

Unauthorized implant removal

There are two kinds of implants:

Tracking devices - pinpoints your location

Vital monitoring - keeps an eye on your health

As of 2019, I have both. But it wasn't always so.

In the past I made an unauthorized removal of two troublesome implants. They were located in the subcutaneous tissue of the skin by my knee and the side of my waist. A human physician administered local anesthetic and removed the two lumps surgically. I didn’t disclose their origins to him, but I could tell he recognized them as something out of the ordinary. It doesn't matter whether he kept them for further analyses or tossed them. Alien implants are powered by biological energy and stop broadcasting when removed from the body. By the way, the implant frequency interfere with FM signals. However, in 2017 all Norwegian radio channels switched to broadcast exclusively on DAB, wich is unaffected.

As a precautionary measure, the Pleiadians replaced the lost implants with a new behind my right eye to prevent me from removing it again. Touché…...

Now listen up! Don't feel sorry for me. Many a starseed long for contact with their galactic family. I've got a direct line to mine. I removed the implants because they caused me pain, not because I wanted to get rid of the aliens. I actually don't mind having them monitoring my stats and whereabouts. The government also snoop through virtual assistants, social media and credit card usage. The only difference is that the aliens care about our wellbeing. If I'd communicated my trouble with Venn I'm sure he'd mended my implants. 

The summer of 2019 I got a new implant.

I went on a journey to seek out the Swedish Pleiadians. We set up camp approx 13 km from the base. During my stay I had an incident. I wouldn't call it abduction because I was never removed from site. The aliens invaded camp to perform procedure. They injected me with an implant to monitor my vital signs. (-opposed to the regular tracking devices.) I woke up with a needle wound on my arm. It was obviously treated with tissue healing remedy. Within 12 hours it was reduced to a tiny white spot. Everything was gone in 24 hours. I fell ill with fever and headaches while my immune system fought to reject the foreign object. It took a week before my body accepted and adjusted to it.

Just because they injected it in my arm doesn’t mean it will stay there. The object is rather small and follows the bloodstream to wherever it’s supposed to settle. I don't know what part of the body that is. Yet.

Update Jan 2020:

The implant settled in the wall of my ear canal.

Equipment malfunction.

I’m sure anyone dealing in this business can relate; mysterious equipment malfunction and/or sabotage. This is the story about the destruction of my camera,laptop AND mobile phone. You see, back in the days I used to have a rather fancy digital camera with a telephoto lens. However, someone destroyed it.

I was at my cabin when suddenly what felt like static electricity started building up. All of a sudden it was released upon us, instantly and simultaneously draining all wireless electrical devices of battery. My mobile phone, laptop and camera had their circuit boards and mechanics fried beyond repair.

This happened 8-10 years ago, but I’m still haunted by it. From what I understand this can happen in proximity of radar or a lightning strike, but we had neither. Any ideas what hit me?

aina00947@gmail.com

Piloting UFOs.

“…..At a later stage I was allowed to test pilot one of these (a UFO), but that’s a whole different story….”

- Quote from “First encounter with the medical officer”.

Many of you have emailed me and asked about this. Time has come to tell the story. If you haven’t already, I suggest you read up on 

Pleiadian atmospheric crafts (link)

Large craft

I’ve been a passenger on large Pleiadian crafts on several occasions. The journey begins with the extraterrestrials strapping me down in what resembles a roller coaster seat.

Actually, the pilot has no seat. Pleiadian pilots of large crafts free float during flight. When the anti-gravity engine fires up, everything inside the compartment become weightless, including him. As his mind transfer to the system, his body becomes unconscious. Muscle tensions contract him into fetal position, where the back is curved, the head is bowed and the limbs are bent and drawn up to the torso.

Apart from the hovering body of the unconscious pilot, there’s nothing spectacular about traveling on large pleiadian crafts. The anti-gravity field inside the compartment makes up for acceleration and centrifugal force. The feeling of weightlessness is somewhat overridden by the sensation of sitting in the chair. My proprioception register that my joints are bent into a seated position and my skin feel the pressure of the chair and the harness. Combined with the fact that pleiadian UFOs have no windshields, you basically sit cramped up in a rather dark and confined space.

Piloting a small atmospheric craft

The smallest of the Pleiadian atmospheric crafts only accommodate 2 persons. You enter by opening a gap in the canopy and slide in from either side. The seats are basically the same as the passenger seats on large crafts, but they’re tilted all the way back. X-small crafts are piloted laying down. This design is to limit the vertical space of the small UFOs.

The two individuals lay side by side. It doesn’t matter what seat the pilot choose, as they can both connect. If your mind isn’t connected to the craft during flight, it’s a rather claustrophobic experience. It’s like being cramped up in a tight cupboard with no windows. 

Test piloting

1st lesson - connecting and observing

I slid in the gap. My body was tightly secured with a five point harness. I wore the transmitter apparatus as gloves on my hands. The side touching my palms were moist. Everything went dark when the canopy shut. Luckily Venn was sitting right next to me, or I would have freaked out. I was given the go to establish my connection. As I’ve already said numerous times, Pleiadian technology is controlled by the power of mind. When I connected mentally with the ship, my body fell unconscious. The boundaries of me expanded from the skin on my body to the haul of the craft. I literally became the machine. I slowly gained my wits and began receiving impulses from my surroundings. Venn was already “in” and had taken off. I found myself slowly drifting among cirrostratus clouds.

2nd lesson - out of balance

Learning to pilot an alien spaceship is like learning to ride a bike. At first you have no balance and your teacher runs beside you (co pilots), keeping you upright and soothing your fall. Then, after numerous attempts, you begin to get the hang of it, and the teacher slowly lets go.

At first the craft felt floppy and wobbly. I would describe it like placing a newborn baby on a flat surface. Or positioning your body in water when you’re unfamiliar with swimming. Only when I focused my mind to it, I was able to balance the craft. I guess it’s a matter of training.

Pleiadian crafts propels by traction, aka hopping. Small crafts connect and hop locally. I found it very difficult to perform a steady hop. What the eye see, the ship connects with and hops to. I ended up bouncing uncontrollably all over the place. To my excuse; when you’re up there, there’s a lot to look at. Rookie mistake. Focus. Focus. Focus.

Lesson 3 - Anti-gravity as life force replacement

“A temporary boost of lifeforce, not obtained through metabolism.”

I’ve not gone through the preparations to sustain on this long term, but I was granted permission to ‘have a taste’. My body went into the state of Runners high as soon as the transmission began.

Runner's high: 

a psychological phenomena that normally occurs during rhythmic aerobic exercises. Caused by the release of endorphins and endocannabinoids in the brain. Makes some people experience euphoria, an energy boost, reduced anxiety, lessened ability to feel pain and loss of time.

Camp X 2020

I know you didn’t come here for updates about outdoor adventures, but I’ll throw in a short video anyway. I made it with my mobile phone while waiting for the extraterrestrials to arrive. Our instructions were to stay on the spectator stone, seen in the beginning of the video, when the UFO landed and departed. 

NOTE: No ETs, UFOs nor participants are shown, just pristine nature.

I’m not going to publish astounding close encounter photos. We’re not paparazzis on a mission to document alien presence on Earth. There are more important things than thumbs up on youtube. What matters in life becomes clear when you stand face to face with extraterrestrial beings. Social media isn’t it. Because we're willing to see them with our hearts rather than through the lense of a camera, they’re willing to put themselves in the vulnerable situation of coming. This non intrusive approach allows us to have deep heartfelt communication with the ETs. I honor that dearly. So do the other contactees. That's why real extraterrestrial photos are hard to come across.

However, I will show you a picture of them leaving. 

Magnetic UFOs

Besides personal sessions on insight and growth, these expeditions double as field trips. On previous encounters we’ve studied geological processes, glaciology, terraforming ect. This time the extraterrestrials demonstrated that their UFOs are magnetic. Venn pointed out a rock formation in the terrain. We all agreed that the cross roughly aligned with the cardinal directions. 

When we tried to confirm the alignment with a compass, it malfunctioned. The needle locked in a South-West position, pointing at the UFO. It was so cool to witness. The effect was caused by the traction-repulsion system and/or anti-gravity. 

OCT 2020 - Abduction oppose. 

From time to time I’m contacted by people begging me to convince the extraterrestrials to abduct them. They obviously don’t understand what they’re in for. Abductions aren't always a bliss, even if the pleiadians are genuinely nice guys. I just came back from an abduction gone wrong :( 

In october 2020 I refused to be subject to pleiadian superiority. I managed to escape, but my freedom didn’t last long. I hid inside of a concrete building, hoping the thick walls would block the signals from my implants. It was unsuccessful. I was immediately obtained by the aliens and suffered the consequence; Being controlled by a frequency jammer. My nervous system goes erratic after being hit by one of those. Usually it just affects my motor skills, but this time the jolt caused complications with my respiratory system. The muscles around my windpipe contracted. Thankfully Pleiadian Venn is a medic. He hooked me up on a BiPAP machine to prevent me from suffocating and administered adrenalin to relax my respiratory system. Because of my stupid impulse, the agenda of the abduction was postponed. Instead I was kept under medical observation. At least I got to spend some extra time with my newly revived friend.

The navigation test - May 2021

As usual, my alien encounter happened in a remote location. Our reunion was jolly, but it wasn't a normal field trip. This time I went alone, without my usual crew. I was scheduled for a combined navigation- and stress test, as part of my internship with the extraterrestrials. Venn confiscated my map and compass. My instructions were simple; go home! 

The anomaly in the picture is just my finger and not interference from the ufo’s anti-gravity field, right? 

Easy peasy. If there’s one thing the P’s taught me, it’s that you don’t have to be a migratory bird to navigate by Earth’s geomagnetic field. Pleiadians, hybrids and even humans can tap into the energy of the North-South axis. That, combined with astronomy and signs in nature, brought me home. Navigation; check!

The Pleiadians monitored my stress levels via my implants during my ordeal. Remember; I was lost and alone in the woods. That itself is enough to cause fear and anxiety in most people, but not me. I thrive in these conditions. If it weren’t for the aliens and the test, I’d probably build a fire and shelter and stay for a couple of days.

There are potentially bears and wolves in these woods. The government forbids us to carry firearms, pepper spray or knives to protect ourselves. If we unlawfully kill a wolf, we go straight to prison. Norwegian women are forced to fight bears with their bare hands. Luckily I didn’t encounter any (never have, actually), but I ran into a wood grouse. They’re big birds, not lethal, but known to be maniacs. Search youtube if you don't know what I'm talking about. I prepared a stick in case it decided to attack, but it chose it’s battles wisely and flew away. I occasionally spotted the UFO above the tree canopy as it monitored me. I bet the incident with the groose put a smile on the aliens' faces. Neither the groose or being lost stirred up any emotions. In fact, I had the best day ever! 

Test result: Passed.

May 2023 - Secret military hologram technology.

This series of events took place over a weekend in May. I'm going to describe them as they unfolded. 

I met Pleiadian Venn in person at a local shopping mall. I've read reports of other people encountering aliens in public places. Apparently, it’s a pretty common location. When I arrived, guess who’s already there? 

I know. I'm sorry. You came here in search of secret military hologram technology, not photos of human cars driven by aliens. It's just that I find it intriguing when Venn ventures into our world. It's really brave of him to put himself in that vulnerable situation. We could easily finish him off when he's by himself like this. I'm honoured by the trust he has in us/humanity.

Venn didn't even bother to try to blend in by dressing in human clothes. He wore a desert tan pleiadian uniform. Kind of khaki. Beige, not blue. It's a new age stereotype that Pleiadians have light blue uniforms. In fact, most of the time Venn wears a black one.

Whatever. Point is, we had the following conversation:

Aina: What exactly were the shot down “UFOs" back in February 2023? Did you (pleiadians/aliens) have anything to do with it?

Venn: Weather balloons…? 

*pauses to see my reaction* 

Aina: Very funny (sarcastic)

Venn: Your grandparents were deceived by the weather balloon story at Roswell in 1947. It’s hilarious that you still buy it, 80 years later. 

Aina: Are you saying the downed balloons were UFOs?

Venn: The term UFO does not mean ‘of alien origin’. Most sightings are misconceptions of man-made objects or astronomical- and atmospheric phenomena. 

“Wanna see?”

THEN, the following night the Pleiadians abducted me from my bed and brought me to the alien base in the US. I gained consciousness outside in the desert with a group of other people. The sun was setting around us. Hopping overseas in a UFO is happens in an instant. There is an 8-9 hours time difference between Norway and White Sands, so I estimate that the Pleiadians picked me up at around 03am.  I didn't see Venn or any other Pleiadians after they dropped me off, but Rick was there. He was dressed in military garments and obviously on duty with the ‘busboys’.

 Suddenly a huge military helicopter, a sea king-ish type of machine, came into view. It started to make violent manoeuvres before crashing into the ground. It was quite a traumatic sight. There had to be casualties, for sure! No doubt a rescue mission would be initiated. I turned to Rick and awaited his orders, but he and his busboys just sat there, as if nothing ever happened. I got up on my feet. So did Rick. I started to run towards the crash site thinking he was following me to the rescue, but he strictly instructed me to stop.He grabbed hold of me to keep me from running further. 

-"It's not real, Aina".

I'm like: WHAT!?

Turns out Venn had kept his word. I'd been brought out in the desert to witness some secret hologram technology. We watched a swarm of itsy bitsy spherical drones return and be collected by drone pilots. It was multitudes of tiny drones that caused a hologram. Not like a new years eve party trick. I cannot describe the exact science behind it, but it was as if they projected the helicopter as a movie. And remember, it was sunset. Perhaps the technology worked best at nightfall?

Come to think of it, what stood out was the silence. One would expect a hell of a ruckus from the rotors and the impact, but there was none. The only wind was the natural occurring desert breeze. The dramatic visuals totally overwhelmed the lack of other sensory inputs. 

-"Hologram technology seems to work just fine." Rick giggled to the engineers. 

Ha ha. Joke's on me, who fell for the illusion. Very funny. It's my factory that manufactures bits and pieces used in these hologram drone swarms. 

The aliens brought me home. Rick accompanied us on the way. He had business to conduct in Norway.  

Lesson is: Don't believe everything you see. It might not be real.

Scoop mark. 

A circular indentation in the skin from biopsy performed by aliens during abduction. Many abductees have scoop marks on the front of their thighs. It’s an accessible area for the aliens to sample when the subject lays flat on the operating table. One would expect pain and bleeding, but the wounds are all healed up. The hole stays open for years(!) before it slowly fills with white-ish tissue.

I have two scoop marks: One on my thigh and another on my underarm. I didn't notice the one on my arm before someone pointed it out. 

April 2024, Infrasound sickness.

Venn came to my cabin in a small atmospheric craft. He parked right outside in plain sight to show it off. Sorry for not posting a million awesome UFO pictures. I was busy in the outhouse. The ship’s infrasound kept making my stomach upset. Wow! That’s a first. I’ve heard stories of how infrasound can make people crap their pants, but I thought it was just an urban legend. Venn eventually had to remove the UFO in order for us to have a productive meeting. Once it was gone, I was fine and could emerge from the outhouse.

I might not have gotten any cool pictures of Venn’s UFO, but I got a glimpse of it before I had to go. It was a black isosceles triangle, or a delta wing, if you will. It looked like something human engineers could’ve come up with, but it wasn't. The infrasound gave it away. The sound is created by the wormhole generator, which only Pleiadian ships possess. 

There were no landing legs, wheels or skids on the UFO. It had a bump, or a bulb, underneath to buffer the landing. Once landed, the ship tilted over to one side. 

My place is located on a steep hill. Venn touched down pretty hard. The UFO made an indentation in the ground. I accused Venn of doing a “Roswell”, a crash landing. The alien did not find it funny..