HyperdimensionalApe
Padawan Learner
I've thought for a few time already to post this and since the theme of the recent Cassiopaea subtsack have been alien abductions, I decided to post. This is from a Croatian website, that's called The association Trag (which means basically a foot(print)). First time I heard about this woman that conducted this regressions was on a podcast that deals with mysteries and similar stuff. They've even mentioned channeling in that podcast and among that a few words on cassiopaean transcripts. The association even put the link of their website called Val - Znanje which basically means Wave - Knowledge, and it's the website that's based on the C's transcripts which I would say a lot of people that aren't a part of this forum are familiar with in Croatia. The website posts translated transcripts and wave series also. Although the woman in the podcast mentioned that there were inconsistencies in the transcripts. She mentioned some things that the 'aliens' may have some control over the reincarnation and that 'to not go into the light stuff' and she assumes that Karla Turner got sick and died, because she meant to write something important, something like that, nevertheless I'm going to put it through google translate and post here.
I'm interested in your opinion.
Udruga "Trag"
The woman's name is Tamara, which is labelled by letter T in the transcripts, the rest of her name if you're interested can find on their website.
They've also published (translated) a book which they also give for free, you just have to pay delivery, originally written by Johannes Fiebag called Kontakt. The book focuses on the experiences of abduction phenomena in Austria, Germany and Switzerland throughout the 20th century.
I'm interested in your opinion.
Udruga "Trag"
The woman's name is Tamara, which is labelled by letter T in the transcripts, the rest of her name if you're interested can find on their website.
They've also published (translated) a book which they also give for free, you just have to pay delivery, originally written by Johannes Fiebag called Kontakt. The book focuses on the experiences of abduction phenomena in Austria, Germany and Switzerland throughout the 20th century.
Story 1.
This is a "story" about a woman and a young mother (30 years old) who, at the beginning of our acquaintance, was interested in all topics related to "conspiracy theories". They did not include aliens, so our conversations looked like I would "insert" them here and there as a possibility.
She said about herself:
"Otherwise, I knew how to read various conspiracy theories and I heard about the existence of aliens, but I didn't attach any importance to it. I looked at the subject in such a way that I thought that if they did exist, it certainly had nothing to do with me. When I read about the abductions, I was I was very skeptical and even thought that people were making it up so they wouldn't be in the spotlight. Later, as I somewhat accepted that kidnappings are real and that most people don't talk about it for the sake of publicity, my opinion changed. But then I thought: OK..... there are abductions, but why would they abduct me? I guess they abduct some people who have abilities that attract aliens... or they abduct people who want their attention and interaction Do you know what reason they oppose? I don't touch them, so there's no reason for them to me either."
I did regression with her, both out of curiosity and because of traumatic events in my childhood. Guided by the symptoms to the cause, we came to one and the same event in childhood and girlhood. Both times she was awakened in the middle of the night, but we couldn't go any further than that. They would simply end up in the scene if she was woken up, if she didn't feel comfortable, she came to the corridor, and from the corridor she can only go to the attic!
However, regardless of the vagueness of the events, it caused a very strange feeling in her conscious state that she could not explain. With further work, we managed to slowly break through the blockages - more precisely, we managed to break through what is called the "memory screen".
What was manifested in her conscious state never gave any indication that she would even think that she had been abducted by aliens. Indeed. She attributed most of her emotional problems to unsettled emotional relationships within her own family.
The following is a presentation of the session in which the blockage was broken!
T: Where are you?
B: In that house, I'm bigger.
T: How much bigger?
B: 15 years.
T: Okay, why are you there, what's going on, why are you at that event?
B: I'm up there in the corridor, standing. That scene again. (in one of the previous regressions she was already in that corridor) I am alone and again I am aware that my people are far from me, that they are never there. I mean they are with me, but they are not their own.
T: What are you doing in that corridor, why are you standing?
B: I'm here, they called me again! (surprised when she says the word called!)
T: Who?
B: Some voices.
T: Okay, now focus your attention and clear your thoughts, focus your attention on the voices, clear your thoughts...
B: (continues quietly) They call me, I'm coming and tell me that they will give me something...
T: Who are they?
B: Well, I see them as....as some....how should I say....as vikings....some kind of women warriors....they are like some kind of supreme beings and they are me chose and now they call me and I come...
T: Where did you come from?
B: Well, I'm still in that corridor and I hear them calling me...now they want me to go to them, and I haven't gone to them yet, I'm just standing...
T: So go on, what's going on?
B: (sighs) I'm going to them...
T: In what way, describe to me what going to them looks like?
B: Well, like leaving that house. It's like I'm going to another dimension where it's light.
T: How bright is it?
B: White. It's white and it's as if it's cold, it's not as warm as the one that belongs to me...it's kind of white, now I'm here and on the one hand I'm confused, and on the other hand I'm happy that I belong to them, that I'm leaving there from my home. ...
T: Okay, focus your attention on that light and your feeling about it, focus your attention and clear your thoughts - focus your attention on your feeling and the light...how do you feel?
B: Well, it's like I'm honored to be here! Because I was chosen, I'm happy that I'm not there in that house, I know that's not all...
T: Now focus your attention on everything inside that space and light...what are you doing? Focus your attention...
B: They look at me...
T: Go deeper, focus your attention, clear your thoughts, there you go deeper, focus your attention, clear your thoughts...look at them and describe them....
B: They don't give me, they don't give me!!!! But I won't let them not let me... So we fight - I see them - they're like over the wall... (becomes upset) Now I'm angry!
T: How over the wall?
B: As if there is some invisible glass that separates us, as if I am there to be watched! They look at me and it makes me angry! I want to see them. In a way I am aware of the trap.
T: Focus your attention on the place where you are, focus your attention and clear your thoughts....
B: Well, it's like a corridor...everything is bright, white, bright, bright, at the end of that corridor there is nothing...everything is white - it's bright and on the right side is that wall, on the left side and behind me that passage through which I can go, I guess...into reality...I can, but I'm not going there now, I want to reach them now...I'm angry, I've had enough of all that, of that life, I'm aware that I have to to break that wall, that I must come over. I try and try...
T: Okay, go on...
B: I am! So there are a lot of them now!!?!
T: What do they look like?
B: I can't make it out very well, they're kind of small and thin...it's really silly to me, they look green!!!! They are green and ugly, but now I am not afraid!
T: Okay, what are you doing there? What do you look like? Look at your feet, what are you wearing?
B: Well, that's me at 15 years old, I have my hair down, I have a t-shirt, whatever I had on in the hallway... Now I'm just walking among them, they're doing something....
T: Okay, what do they do?
B: I see some tables. It's like they're operating on someone.
T: Who?
B: Here I count the tables, three, four, I don't know, there are a lot of them....it's metal and cold....so are the tables....like the ones for autopsy....it's creepy and ugly. ...
T: Choose one of them and look at it, then describe it to me...
B: I'm still angry, is that okay? Here he has long fingers, they are cold and I am cold now, they can't do anything to me, I know that - that they can't do anything to me!!!! They can't do anything to me. They can't, I won't let them. I don't allow them, I don't give and I don't give and I don't give... They can't do anything to me... (her voice changes) I'm very afraid, very, very... and I'm angry - they are so cold. Cold, cold... (I let her speak because she's in a state of abreaction, her tears are falling, but she doesn't notice them, she's very excited) They have big eyes, they're thin, thin, very thin, thin, they can't do anything to me , some of them are like insects, they just splash something on that table...
T: What are they spewing, look...
B: (surprised) There are people there!!!! There are also pregnant women! This one, he opened everything...(her voice trembles)
T: What all?
B: They do something, change something, put something, something...
T: Pay attention, direct it to what they are doing...focus your attention on one event, clear your thoughts...
B: I don't know, the table is cold...
T: (obviously lying down!) Where are you?
B: I'm in that room!
T: Where exactly? Where are you, clear your mind...where are you?
B: Well, it's like a hospital!
T: Okay, where are you inside that room?
B: So I'm just standing (voice very shaky) they don't look at me...
T: Why aren't they looking at you?
B: I have the feeling that they don't see me - that's it. (as if talking to herself) They don't see me. Hmmm. And what am I even doing here?
T: Apart from those green like insects and the people you said were also inside the room, is there anyone else? Take a good look at everything, then tell me... how big is that room?
B: (barely speaking) It's very very big.
T: Describe it to me.
B: She's – in – she's underground. It is illuminated artificially with that white light. It's that ugly light that I can't stand! It is very similar to the light of energy saving bulbs. It's radiating something that really bothers me. This is a very strong, strong light.
T: How do you know that the room is underground?
B: I feel, I feel that it's underground, they work there, they work with these bodies, they just remake and remake...
T: How do they remake?
B: I don't know, some people's heads are changed, and some people's insides. The same thing is remade and inserted into the little ones, the unborn.
T: What can I do?
B: Well, some devices.
T: What does it look like?
B: Well, like small, small tiles, small, very small....very small, so they imprison those people again...
T: How do you see it?
B: They just pass, as if nothing had happened, something as if nothing had happened, it seems to me.
T: What do the people they work on look like?
B: Well, I don't know them! Ordinary people.
T: Are they awake?
B: No - they don't know anything!!!
T: How many of these insects work on humans?
B: One for each.
T: Okay, besides those tables, look around the room and tell me if there's anything else?
B: There is a ball, what do I know, I don't know what to call it. Something bright that moves, like a dome.
T: What is the room like, how would you describe it when you look at its edges, the walls...
B: As if they are not straight, they are round, but what am I doing there?
T: So what are you doing? Clear your thoughts, what are you doing there, look....look at yourself and clear your thoughts....go deeper, clear your thoughts, what are you doing there? Where are you inside that room, clear your mind, look at yourself, where are you?
B: In the middle, I'm in the middle!!!!! I watch it all!
T: Okay, clear your mind and answer me, where is your body?
B: So I'm standing and I'm looking at him! It's a bit difficult for me, as if my anger has disappeared.
T: Clear your mind, go deeper...
B: Well... as if I came here too?!!! Because they called me to come, now I can't do anything anymore! I can't even be angry because they somehow took me away!
T: Go to that place, to that feeling, go inside yourself...
B: Well, I'm aware that my anger didn't help me. Not my fight or anything.
T: How was your fight?
B: Well, I fought a lot, I screamed and shouted!
T: What were they doing while you were screaming and shouting?
B: Nothing. They are just cold, so cold!
T: What is that feeling when you stop being angry? Describe him.
B: I want to be angry and I want to fight, but... I have no strength, no use - they are so lifeless, so much like robots, I see no point in being angry with them. They are faceless and pitiful, there is no point in beating and hitting them. They are so disgustingly pathetic.
T: What do they do to you?
B: I beat them, I beat them all around me, I want to tear off their heads and take out those eyes, black and disgusting...but you can't catch them and you can't take out their eyes. While I'm doing it, I'm angry.
T: What are they doing to you?
B: I want to go! I don't let them, they gave me all that to see!!!!! They let me watch and gave me the feeling that they can't do anything to me!!!! But I can!!! It was just a trap! Trap! Now I see that it was a trap!!! I see it now, I see it now. (looks very shocked)
T: How do you see it, describe it to me...
B: Well, now I look back, they called me, they called me and I came, they introduced themselves as false deities, so that impressed me, I was listening to that kind of music... then when I came and they were staring, which bothered me terribly ( she is quite shaken) but I wanted to see them, I felt that it was a trap, so when I saw them, then I fought and then they gave me the feeling that they wouldn't do anything to me - that they would give me this honor!!! That I watch what they do, but I can't do anything. That was a lie!!! They prepared me and calmed me down in that way, that was the only way to calm me down, to honor me!
T: And what happens next?
B: Well, I got to the middle of that room - it's a trap - as I can see everything!!!! How did I get into that dungeon? How could I? That middle of that room has a beam that completely incapacitates you!
T: Go further in the event, what is happening?
B: I'm still angry.
T: Why did they disable you?
B: Because I was too afraid.
T: Go ahead, what's going on?
B: (voice gets quieter again) I'm incapacitated under that kind of white disgusting light. I feel anger, but I can't express it. Everything is in that white light so I can't even see anymore.
T: Are you still standing in the middle of the room?
B: No, I'm lying down. Somehow I ended up lying down. I can sort of step back to see from the side.
T: How do you feel lying down?
B: Well, I'm on the table!!! (surprised) I'm watching from the side...
T: How do you feel?
B: My body I cannot feel, but my self that is outside (very confused) is watching! It was a trap.
T: What do they do to the body?
B: They pass something over my body.
T: With what, describe to me.
B: It's a scanner, a light in their hand. It's hard for me to watch, hard.
T: Why difficult, how do you feel?
B: I feel cold in a small part, I can only consciously, I don't know how to say, think and want to leave, but I can't. I try to keep defending myself, but it makes no sense. They are looking at me!
T: How many are there?
B: Two, they are cold.
T: What happens when they look at you?
B: I don't know, they want something, but I don't know what.
T: Keep watching and tell me what happens...
B: They look at my face and neck, feel, feel me, every part of my body, there are two of them, they are cold, they feel me, they touch my genitals with their fingers, they can't do anything... they don't do anything else... that's it. ..
T: Go on, clear your mind and go on with the event, how do you feel?
B: Deceived and angry, I am angry, I feel that they used me for something, as if they will now control me and my life better...
T: Why, what will it enable them to do, clear their minds, look there, go deep, look...
B: I don't allow them to do that, there is my body lying there, and there is my self, my soul, on the side...
T: You separated from your body?
B: Yes.
T: Look around you, do you think those other people did the same?
B: No. Others do not seem to know or feel anything, as if they are just sleeping. Not for sure, because in the middle of that bundle that disabled me, my soul remained there!!!!
T: Is your soul where the beam is?
B: Yes. She feels cheated and looks at the body.
T: What happens inside that beam?
B: Well, I'm waiting for the body, because now I'm going to enter that body again.
T: How will you enter the body?
B: Well, I'm not sure, on the one hand, it's as if that soul - I can walk around the room, and on the other hand, it's as if they locked me in that dome!!! I'm not sure, oh no, I can walk, I can, I can. There is no one in that light, I can walk and I can take that body again, but somehow they tricked me! It's one battle, but they won't get what they want. I will fight, that was just one trap I fell into. Never mind, it was a trap. They will follow me, these are my troubles in life, where I live they don't like me, they don't want me...
T: Go further in the event, where are you?
B: I took my body.
T: In what way?
B: I just took it from the table and that's it.
T: Where are you going now?
B: At home.
T: How?
B: Well, I'm just there.
T: Are you home?
B: Yes.
T: What time of day is it, look around you.
B: Before morning.
T: Do you know when you left and when you came back? How long have you been gone?
B: I don't know, maybe an hour, it was night.
T: How do you feel now? Be in the corridor you are 15 years old, how do you feel? What are you doing? It's before morning.
B: I'm just here, I suddenly found myself there, I think I thought I had to go to the toilet! Now I know - but I didn't know anything there.
With further work, we came to the next event. According to some information, regardless of the fact that those who participate in the kidnapping of people appear to us to be destructive, which they are - it seems that sometimes they do not allow a person to die. Which reveals the possibility of planning and manipulation at a much higher level than we think. Well, people's experiences testify in both cases, in one they lead a man to commit suicide, and in the other they save his life!
In these situations, on a subconscious level, they like to keep a person in a state of gratitude, and present themselves as saviors. This makes their work easier. At the same time, this is also an indication that in most cases the whole family is involved in the abduction event, and not just a selected individual. This woman had a problematic first birth - she almost bled out and was barely saved. Throughout her life, when she thought about it, she considered it "strange", but also felt gratitude towards the doctor who saved her. She returned to that event through regression to clarify it for herself.
B: Now I'm giving birth! I am alone and I am giving birth to my first child. It is very difficult for me and I am afraid. I'm cold, I'm alone and I'm afraid.
T: Why did you stop at that event?
B: Well, it looks ugly to me now, but I feel like I came here because of some suspicion that something was being done, very strange,....I almost died, bled out....I was in a coma....
T: So do you want to look at it in more detail now? Focus on the birth and clear your mind...go for a moment so you can see how the bleeding happened...
B: The birth was difficult and they messed up on purpose, the placenta remained...
T: Who messed up?
B: Well, sister, sister one...there was only one piece of placenta left and I was bleeding a lot, she didn't want to help me. I should have bled out there - I know that.
T: You say you know, so go to the place of that realization, go deeper, how do you know that? Clear your mind...
B: Everything was leading to my death, it was deliberately led to leave me alone in the corridor after giving birth and to bleed a lot, my sister shouted at me that this was normal. She put a blanket over me so that it wouldn't be seen. It was already night, many hours, almost midnight, the doctor came who wasn't supposed to come, there was no more visiting, he came because he was called, my soul called him, because I need this body, I still need this life, if he hadn't heard it and come, I wouldn't be here. Then I was operated on - quickly. Under the lights.
T: Under what lights?
B: Again that white, bright, cold.
T: Who operated on you?
B: I don't know, I wasn't aware anymore. Everything was done for me to die.
T: Who did that?
B: Well, the same ones, those, green ones (surprised!). I fight with them, my soul. I never give them.
T: You say never, well, I'll count from three to one, I want you to go back to some other moment when you were with them, not the one we watched, some others...I'll count...go to some other one of yours staying with them....You are there, where are you?
B: Now I see that it was the time I gave birth when I was operated on! It's not exactly that room, but I see doctors and those green....thin....grey?! So the doctor is here too?! But he doesn't see them!!!! My soul is out there again and I demand that it be returned to me, that my life and body be returned to me...I will not allow it and I will not give it...
T: Which room are you in, describe it....look around you...
B: My body is lying, I am looking at it, they are walking, I am in the middle of the room, in that light, my soul and I demand that they let me talk to someone. I don't give them a soul... (she got very excited)
T: Remove that scene, remove it...you are....I will count from three to one...you will return to the moment when you first met them in this life....3, 2, 1 and there you are...
B: It was childbirth again, mine, when I was born!
T: Okay, describe it to me...
B: I'm in the incubator, they're watching me! They don't like me, they want to remove me. They just came to watch...they saw that it was me and somehow marked me.
T: How did they label you? Go to that moment and describe to me...
B: It's an invisible marking, they touch you, like some kind of light...
T: What do they touch you with?
B: Fingers and it's like a stab.
T: Where?
B: Anywhere, I have a leg and that's it.
T: I will count from three to one - go to the first next meeting with them...
B: I'm back in that room when I was a little girl.
T: Okay, how old are you?
B: 4. But they didn't do anything to me. (voice change)
T: Describe what happened.
B: They were walking around that apartment... running...
T: Who else is in the apartment? Feel free to move and look, you can...
B: My family is here, my sister and parents...
T: What are they doing? What time of day is it?
B: It's night. I have a feeling, I'm not sure if they are being taken away!!!! (suprised)
T: Pay attention to it, clear your mind....what is happening, look, focus on the sister, what is happening with the sister, focus your attention....
B: I'm sitting on a chair and drawing, because I've always drawn a lot, they didn't do anything to me at 4 in the morning, because they weren't allowed!
T: Why couldn't they?
B: I had some other protection, besides me, someone else came to help. But they didn't even look for me, they took mine. My everything and they took it.
T: How?
B: I can't describe it, everyone was lying on the bed and they came, and I was just drawing.
T: Look what you are drawing?
B: Some castle and birches, that's where I run away. They took them, and later they returned them, but they were never theirs. Something was inserted into them..
T: What? (no answer) Were you awake when they returned them?
B: I did and I still drew. They are back and they are not themselves.
T: In what way do you mean that, describe it to me.
B: Well, after that, mom was in her own world, dad was drinking and shouting. Something "something" was working with their feelings and behavior. They surrounded them. It makes me very sad to watch it now.
T: Okay, now turn your attention to how they came. Do you know? Go to the moment of that night while you sleep.....
B: Well, I wake up and want to draw something. I see white light, pleasant. And I draw, as it were, in the dark, and I see. They are only created through some noise that is not real, like through a wall. It's all kind of fast. They are also created on beds and then disappear.
T: Do they have a smell?
B: I can't feel it because I'm in some light. They don't reach me.
T: What else are you doing inside that light? Go deeper, inhale and exhale, go deeper, clear your mind......I want you to go deeper and focus on yourself in the light, what are you doing?
B: I know they won't take me, but I couldn't influence mine. I could not influence.
T: How do you feel about it?
B: Lonely, but she knew it would be like that.
T: What do you think, that little girl there in that light, what does she think of them?
B: That they are wrong.
T: Go forward in time, go to the morning after that night....how do you feel in the morning? Do you remember anything?
B: I didn't even sleep, I drew until morning. They are all in bed, as if they have never been anywhere. All is well. As always. Tension, disagreements, it's all normal.
