“How the grey aliens trapped the Air Force and used Roy Wells as bait”
By Elaine Douglass edouglass@frontier.com
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This article is about an abductee who’s also the subject of a secret US Air Force mind
control program. JAR doesn’t know the whole story but we got a good snapshot from what the
abductee—we’re calling him Roy Wells—remembers that happened May 19 of last year. On
that date, the aliens picked up Roy and his wife and turned them over to the Air Force for the
night.
The Air Force exhibited Roy and his wife naked on a stage in front of a large group of
military officers as an example of the power of mind control. They, the Air Force, said over a
loudspeaker that Roy and his wife would remember none of this, but Roy did. He remembered
lots of it and it looks like the aliens rigged it so Roy would. I have an idea why the aliens did
that.
Roy Wells appeared in the last issue of JAR, the
article entitled “One man’s struggle against alien
abduction, Part I,” by Anonymous (that’s Roy). JAR
was planning to run Part II in this issue, but the events
of May 19 intervened. All you need to know about
Roy is he is everyman, any man. He’s an American
citizen who served his time in Vietnam, mows his
lawn, goes to work every day, pays his taxes, and is
faithful to his wife. To his recollection, he never did
anything to cause himself to become a plaything of the
grey civilization and the American government.
Two or three years ago when Roy found out aliens
had been abducting him since childhood, he was
bummed out, and he
began a crusade to
put a stop to it. But
when he found out in
May that he is also
a victim of the US
Air Force, he was
crushed. So was I. I
cried when he told
me what happened
May 19th. Roy cried
too in the regressive
hypnosis session
with Deborah
Lindeman when
he remembered the
stage. When the
double doors opened
and naked Roy Wells
saw the Air Force Colonel, named Roberts, waiting for
him on the stage in front of the audience of military
officers, Roy broke down and cried, “Why me? I’m
nobody! Why me? Why me?”
(http://www.lpgmindworks.com/)
Roy felt so lousy about it he broke off contact
for months last winter. He cancelled his email and
stopped answering the phone. His self-esteem took a
nosedive. He felt powerless—and betrayed. See, Roy
has a problem: he has pride. He thinks he has rights.
And he can’t figure out how to get the greys and the
US government to stop violating his rights. So he gets
depressed. Do I believe in Roy Wells and what he’s
told me? Absolutely. I’d stake my life on it.
[....]
(Me: I have had eerily similar experiences as “Roy Wells” has had, especially this next part. I stopped myself from mentioning this aspect before because I didn’t want to be accused of being “racist.” These creatures, whoever or whatever they are, are humanoid but not human. They struck me as being similar to the Greys’ little “helpers.” Clone-like.)
Foreign black military men too
“Another thing I
noticed in the hall was
some of the military
men were black.
Not like African-
Americans. These
men were very darkskinned
seemingly
from countries where people’s skin is very black in
color.” Did you see black men in the vehicle? “No I
did not. These black men had on dark jumpsuits and
striking white neckwear, and their uniform had patches
and insignia like the others. The style of jumpsuit
was similar to the US jumpsuits but darker in color.
They were smartly dressed and walked in a group by
themselves.
He was talking about the special white neckwear worn by the few
extremely dark black soldiers he had seen. Roy believes the fabric was
silk. “I often wear silk shirts, so I know silk when I see it.” We figured
the men were African, but they might have been Caribbean. We both
looked on the internet hoping to find African military wearing white silk
cravats, but found nothing.
time. “She was in the room next to the room I was in.
That room looked exactly like mine down to all the
details I could discern.” This perception of Roy’s is
apparently a psychic perception based on Deborah
Lindeman’s direction to “go outside your body,” and
is one of two psychic perceptions Roy reported as he
went about reconstructing the milab experience.
Her remarks highlighted the case of Roy Wells, an abductee whose hypnotic regressions under hypnotherapist Deborah Lindemann revealed a series of startling memories. His memories described events taking place in a deep black world of government/ET collusion that reads like a galactic Taguba Report. The Roy Wells story, as reported in both JAR 8 and JAR 9, includes both the use of leashes on human beings and naked parading of men and women before military and intelligence services personel.
See also:
Exopolitics or Xenopolitics?
by Steven M. Greer M.D.
Director, The Disclosure Project
http://www.disclosureproject.org/docs/pdf/ExopoliticsOrXenopolitics.pdf
VeritasShow | July 28, 2010
Researcher/experiencer Melinda Leslie discussed her recent work on abductees who claim to have been interrogated, and sometimes re-abducted by covert/military operatives, after their initial alien encounter. The phenomenon, often referred to as MILABS (military mind control and abduction), can occur in several stages. Starting off on a low level with hearing noises like someone is listening in on phone calls, it can graduate to being watched and followed, confronted and told not to speak out, and harassed by low-flying black helicopters, she detailed. Some abductees encounter a “minders scenario” in which an operative wins their trust with insider information about their alien interactions, but then can become controlling and manipulative, she said.
http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=DD0A1A9DF5D314CF
But I am at a loss to know exactly what that “something” is.
Most will dismiss this out of hand as a nightmare, and they’d be wrong.
But nightmare-ish it is.
And the feelings Roy displays here of helplessness, hopelessness and despair are the same as mine own.
I don’t know what is real, what is imaginary, or what is being implanted in my head.
I can’t be sure who the perpetrators are, although I have my suspicions.
Something real is going on. And I’m glad I’m not alone in my “remembering.”
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