A Russian discovery - either a nuclear meltdown mutation or an alien baby, or a very small alien...
How small can these critters get? One of the most compelling witnesses lately has been David Eckhart, who took this via camera set-ups using a mirror ball reflection (according to his extraterrestrial sources, interdimensional beings like the greys can only be photographed via this roundabout means).
Here's another of Eckhart's videos, this one more orb-based.
Then of course there's the Stan Romanek case. This is the 'real' video... though it looks like a balloon with black eyes drawn on, to me:
I'm reading Nick Redfern's book, Final Events, and man it's chilling, because I know--I feel--so much of it to be true. It connects a lot of missing dots, like the links between Satanism, human sacrifice, UFOs, Egyptology, etc. I don't fully believe that our visitors are not aliens from outside our planet, I believe that they come from within, and I also believe that there are fuzzy areas where our unconscious minds all merge, a fuzzy matrix if you will, wherein aliens are simultaneously products of our collective imaginations, aliens from outer regions, interdimensional spies, robots, humans from the future, and demons who's main focus is to keep us dependent on foreign oil, so we stay enslaved to soul-condensing thought patterns, unable to see beyond our own mirror egos, and therefore both contributing to and suffering from a collective consciousness / alienation and feeling of separateness, a feeling which is the ultimate end product of enslavement to certain thought patterns, such as those afflicting western medicine, education, and science. Keeping their eyes shut to this obvious link between the age-old myths of heaven and hell, our reincarnating selves of the future, UFOs, and time-space continuum-bending technology and mental powers we're only beginning to understand, I feel personally like the more of this stuff I think and write about the more isane I become.
So is UFO lore a route to madness? And is that madness soul condensing, or soul dispersing? 'cuz you want your soul dispersed, bro, because no fishing net can ever catch the sea, or the air. So the soul farm is all about keeping you stuck on being a fish, or a lone man. Maybe that's why the voiceovers of all the previews aimed at dudes features two phrases: "In a world" and "one man" It's always down to one man, against the world gone wrong. Our action movies have forgotten the camaraderie of Howard Hawks and the family of John Ford. They are instead the urban nomads of Schwarzenegger, junkies of the fantasy with nothing but an over-priced apartment and a receding hairline as an alternative to the land of "one man in a world" soul-condensing fantasiae.
No man is so high that he can reach the top without first touching bottom, using it to bounce back up. It's down there I first realized that getting to heaven by going lower than hell was easier than trying to climb out. It's all changeable with simply focusing on the breath - as we count down to ten and open our hearts, the flames turn to clouds, the dark to light.
All the conflicting reports of who or what or where in UFOlogy shows that these elemental beings are many things at once. The Hindu literature's gods have male and female sides, as well as dual-sided mates, creating an endless amount of twisted children, who can flip from angels to demons like a coin, and whose limbs appear to be so many because of what I see as an effect similar to that of a black hole. When space and time collapse, beings appear with this psychedelic trail because of this reason, study black holes... that's where the answer is, but in order to get there we have to be so dispersed, so porous and light, that black hole will become just like one more girlfriend we're destined to share a whole new universe with.