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Speaker 1: I live in Herefordshire in the UK, so from the
Speaker 1: very beginning the scenery took my breath away. I felt
Speaker 1: privileged to live here. It was a patchwork of natural beauty,
Speaker 1: green hills and golden valleys, wildflowers and healing herbs, luscious
Speaker 1: fruits and berries, a land of milk and honey. It
Speaker 1: was here, in this mythical landscape that my brush with
Speaker 1: immortality began. At this juncture in my life, I wanted
Speaker 1: to ask God what his plan is for humanity. After all,
Speaker 1: don't we all reach a moment where we ask why?
Speaker 1: Here I reflected on a time where the rain poured
Speaker 1: into my heart without pause. I thought of the homeless,
Speaker 1: the suffering, and the anguish. And then I heard of
Speaker 1: a nuclear war. On this particular evening, Ian had the
Speaker 1: television on a speaker was solemnly instructing viewers take out
Speaker 1: the doors, prop them against the walls. This will help
Speaker 1: prevent them from falling on you. That this was the
Speaker 1: advice that was given to us to prepare for a
Speaker 1: nuclear war. I asked Ian if it was some kind
Speaker 1: of a joke, he said no quietly. That night I
Speaker 1: didn't sleep. In fact, it was the three nights that
Speaker 1: I stayed awake, gripped by fear for my daughters, for
Speaker 1: all of us. Then I saw an article about underground
Speaker 1: shelters that were fully equipped with survival kits for three
Speaker 1: months nearly ten thousand pounds, but no need to resurface
Speaker 1: for weeks. That was it. My answer is that we
Speaker 1: need to survive. I couldn't wait to tell it even
Speaker 1: he agreed and said, we have just enough me to
Speaker 1: build a shelter beneath the back garden. That night I
Speaker 1: slept well for the first half, and then the troubling
Speaker 1: thought woke me up. What will happen when we resurface?
Speaker 1: How many others will be alive? Will the world still
Speaker 1: be habitable? Or poisoned? And once again I was in despair.
Speaker 1: I got angry. I had brought my daughters into this
Speaker 1: world under God's love and protection, and it felt like
Speaker 1: my sacred duty to keep give them a safe, loving
Speaker 1: start to life. As a mother, I would do anything
Speaker 1: to keep them from harm. But I was stunned. Why
Speaker 1: wasn't God doing anything to prevent humanity from self destruction.
Speaker 1: I wrestled with God for days and nights, asking how
Speaker 1: can a loving, caring God allow this? Why? God do
Speaker 1: you commit such things? Where are you in all of this?
Speaker 1: Little did I realize that this wrestling match was to
Speaker 1: be the beginning of an immense fair with God. It
Speaker 1: lasted three years, although my family would say it hath
Speaker 1: never truly ended.
Speaker 2: I'm sorry.
Speaker 1: Was this a dream or is this a channeling that
Speaker 1: you're that you're doing? Is it or is it prayer?
Speaker 2: Or what's happening?
Speaker 1: It's to do with God. I asked for his help
Speaker 1: when I thought we were in trouble. In fact, it's
Speaker 1: really strange, isn't it That we're virtually in the same
Speaker 1: sort of circumstances at the moment. So I find that
Speaker 1: really is like baffling. Really, you know what easy years
Speaker 1: on and beyond before you know it was happening once before.
Speaker 1: But the thing is a few days later, So this
Speaker 1: is what happened. So it was Tuesday, the second of
Speaker 1: March nineteen eighty two, and precisely ten forty five pm.
Speaker 1: I was driving along a narrow country road in Herefordshire.
Speaker 1: Because we're all sort of grass trees, bushes, everything was
Speaker 1: like this country from rural. I have my two young
Speaker 1: daughters in the back seat, supposedly asleep, and as I
Speaker 1: drove down this lane, my eldest daughter began talking to me,
Speaker 1: what comes after twenteen, mummy? When I was puzzled, do
Speaker 1: you mean twenty, sweetheart, or nineteen? She shook her head.
Speaker 1: It looks like this, she said, and she started tracing
Speaker 1: an invisible shape in the air. So I turned slightly
Speaker 1: to see her gesture more clearly. And it was precisely
Speaker 1: at that curve that something utterly bizarre caught my eye.
Speaker 1: To the left of the curve is a style leading
Speaker 1: into a vast field bordered by tall bushes. To the
Speaker 1: right is the lane we were driving on, which stretches
Speaker 1: approximately three hundred and fifty two yards or zero point
Speaker 1: thirty two kilometers. At the end of the plane and nay,
Speaker 1: a main road branches off, leading to the International Communication
Speaker 1: Satellite station in Herefordshire. Now, as I turned onto the lane,
Speaker 1: I spotted some weird lights hovering. That's what I did
Speaker 1: when I got back home, so really you can see.
Speaker 2: Yeah, yeah, kind of okay, yeah yeah.
Speaker 1: So as I turned the lane, I spotted some weird
Speaker 1: lights hovering above the ground. They are clustered together in
Speaker 1: the front left corner of the field, suspended eerily in space.
Speaker 1: How do I know they were watching something on the
Speaker 1: main road, or perhaps far beyond towards a satellite station.
Speaker 1: I can't say, but the feeling was overwhelming. These lights
Speaker 1: weren't random, They were aware. Suddenly, the lights turned and
Speaker 1: sped towards us. It took them three to five seconds
Speaker 1: to cross the diagonal stretch on the field, roughly four
Speaker 1: hundred and forty yards. Even at five seconds, their velocity
Speaker 1: was around one hundred and eighty miles per hour. These
Speaker 1: intelligent lights came across in a cluster, yet they were
Speaker 1: separate entities. The cluster was staggered. That's then ragged, as
Speaker 1: if their speeds varied. Here they were alongside the hedge
Speaker 1: that separated us from the field, spontaneously, as if they'd
Speaker 1: spoken with each other. That they spread out into the
Speaker 1: long line, into a long line without pumping into each other.
Speaker 1: Then a patter raindrops tapped against a car's window and
Speaker 1: mist rolled in with these lights, shrouding the lane in
Speaker 1: a hazy dream light atmosphere. The lights about six of
Speaker 1: them were now traveling alongside us, just three to four
Speaker 1: meters between us, hovering six to eight feet above the ground.
Speaker 1: Each entity was composed of two bright lights, circular white
Speaker 1: lights approximately the size of cars headlights, joined by a glowing,
Speaker 1: fuzzy stem resembling vapor or plasma. The stems pulsed and swayed,
Speaker 1: not rigid, but alive with energy. They were there, peering
Speaker 1: in straight at us, inquisitive beings with glowing eyes, and
Speaker 1: despite the shock, I couldn't fear feel fear. Their presence
Speaker 1: was almost hypnotic. I sensed no menace, only gentle, intelligent curiosity.
Speaker 1: We rolled down the lane in a parallel line, with
Speaker 1: my head turned towards them. Then we reached the end,
Speaker 1: I turned left onto the main road. Moments later, a
Speaker 1: flash burst from the field center. Then another two explosions
Speaker 1: of light illuminated the entire field, and just like that,
Speaker 1: they were gone. I drove on, stunned, with my daughter's
Speaker 1: asleep in the back seat. After settling my girls in bed,
Speaker 1: I drew a picture of them, Which is that one
Speaker 1: there that you've just seen? And then I ran the
Speaker 1: local police. Look, yeah, the officer said, we have enough
Speaker 1: trouble with a natural, let alone the supernatural. Try the
Speaker 1: air base. They might be able to help you. So
Speaker 1: that is really strange. I've looked and done research on
Speaker 1: that part. And the eyes, it's really strange that, you know,
Speaker 1: apparently there's somebody I don't know who he is, but
Speaker 1: a priest or something that he said that we have
Speaker 1: nine types of angels, if you like, or the aliens
Speaker 1: at the same time. But those were all lights, absolutely eyes,
Speaker 1: you know, and they and so the only one I
Speaker 1: could find, although this is just up from there and
Speaker 1: the end that way, is the only one I could
Speaker 1: see that was virtually like it. But not forgetting this
Speaker 1: illustrator had never seen a serrapin, because that's what they're called.
Speaker 1: Who heard of therapiins? Yes, the serrapiins, and that was
Speaker 1: the closest. But that's what I came to understand, is
Speaker 1: that they are serrapiins, and that with therapiins, I researched them,
Speaker 1: and I was determined all these years before I let
Speaker 1: it out, that I was going to find exactly what
Speaker 1: happened to me. It was realer than real, realer than
Speaker 1: this reality. And I found out that the ancient people
Speaker 1: know about these things and the serrapis, and what they
Speaker 1: say is that what happens is that when you see serrapiins,
Speaker 1: it's the beginning of an ascent or ascending or ready
Speaker 1: for initiation ceremony, which was exactly right. So I carry
Speaker 1: on with this. The next day, Ian and I visited
Speaker 1: the air base. However, we were informed that it had
Speaker 1: been out of service for a considerable time. The officer's
Speaker 1: response was, please always send people here, same story, time
Speaker 1: and time again. On our way home, we returned to
Speaker 1: the field, hoping to find evidence of what happened, But however,
Speaker 1: there were no scorch marks, nothing strange, except in the
Speaker 1: center of the field there was a small pool of
Speaker 1: water where the flashes had first. Nevertheless, WU had done
Speaker 1: sttled me the most. It wasn't just a spectacle. It
Speaker 1: was how personal it felt. These weren't passive lights. They
Speaker 1: were interacting. They had stunned me. I fout none for
Speaker 1: the next few days. I'll just tell you. Some people
Speaker 1: used to say, maybe they were tractors. I don't think
Speaker 1: they're tractors. All lightning and even swamp gas none of
Speaker 1: it fit. Tractors don't offer All lightning doesn't slow, stop
Speaker 1: at hedgerows, disperse into lines or flash and vanish. Now,
Speaker 1: these curious lights that were something else, controlled, intelligent and intentional.
Speaker 1: They engaged with me and then they left. So I
Speaker 1: want to say there that with these things, though, that
Speaker 1: you don't in my case. And I will say, Sony,
Speaker 1: in the last few weeks that I've realized how many
Speaker 1: other people have UFO experiences. I thought I was a loner. Really,
Speaker 1: I'm in the UK, and I will tell you that
Speaker 1: the UK are very much behind the USA and other countries.
Speaker 1: They say things like, you know, you need to have
Speaker 1: your mets a bit your medication a bit more, and
Speaker 1: you know they don't understand it. They're not Somart. We're
Speaker 1: not so much far advanced on these things as you are.
Speaker 1: So it was a me to stay quiet.
Speaker 2: Really.
Speaker 1: I will say also that one of these things at
Speaker 1: this point that I've never heard of a UFO