Missing Time a Documented Study of Ufo Abductions

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The street that I was walking down was called North Pleasant Avenue, and the intersection that I was approaching was at the corner of North Pleasant and Ridgewood Avenue. After crossing Ridgewood Ave, North Pleasant turned to South Pleasant Avenue and I would pass the elementary school that I’d attended the years prior to entering the junior high in September of ’77. At crossing that intersection and approaching the elementary school, I was approximately 0.8 mile from my home. I mention these facts only to continue to emphasize that this was a route and neighborhood in which I was used to traveling. I’ve titled this article “A Missing Time Experience?”– with a question mark, you’ll notice – because it does not necessarily fit the “typical” missing time scenario of which we hear. It did not happen late at night on a darkened rural road; there was no UFO sighting involved (that I recall). It occurred in the afternoon, on a sunny day, on a relatively busy street in a bustling suburban town in northeastern New Jersey. In fact, I’m not entirely sure that there even was a period of missing time. Yet, it was strange in the extreme and something that I contemplate regularly to this day, more than thirty years later. When a person pay close attention to the words “Unto you as you believe” most things can be explained, for they are of our own making whether consciously or unconsciously. We are mostly unaware of the mindless chatter in our heads, we also cannot recall the many thoughts we have had nor the images we have seen throughout a day let alone our lifetime. The mind stores every single thing. I pay close attention to the words “Image and likeness” together with “unto you as you believe”.

im worried about telling the credit card company about charges i dont recall making as they may cut off my CC and i need it to live. This center] has no knowledge of the use of its computers supposed by Mr. Harold Hill and attributed to our scientists. Goddard does not apply its computers to the task of projecting thousands of years into the future or past, as this would be irrelevant to the operational lifetime of satellites, which rarely exceeds a dozen years. I was scraping the frost from my car in the wee hours of Tuesday January 2019. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash. I said to the Universe jokingly: Entertaining read, but one star for the glaring inconsistencies that I'm afraid most readers/reviewers overlook: Teo – A fissure in reality is a good way to put it, and I agree that it could have been something like that. I’ve had quite a few people tell me very similar stories as yours and it could be that these doorways open at random into these alternate realities or they might be specific areas where these occur. Or, it could be something within the individual that opens these gateways. As I’ve pointed out so many times in this blog, people who have had these sort of odd and unexplained experience seem to have them throughout their lives, although they aren’t always the same. This leads me to believe that it has something to do with the person that experiences them, rather than being a random event, like stumbling through a portal into another dimension. These occurrences don’t seem accidental or arbitrary to me. That’s just my opinion, based on my personal experiences and on the reports that I’ve received from others. Has anything else strange ever happened to you? Not necessarily the same sort of thing, but anything at all unusual or difficult to understand? ReplyThey read the Bible and there it was "about (approximately) a day" These little words in the Bible are important, but they were still in trouble because if you cannot account for 40 minutes you'll still be in trouble 1,000 years from now. Forty minutes had to be found because it can be multiplied many times over in orbits.

One minute I was sitting in front of the TV watching the snow while everyone was asleep. The next moment, I was still sat in front of the TV with eyes wide open, only it was morning and everyone was waking up. Years later, when my oldest son was about the same age, he returned home one evening sooner that I’d expected him to be home. He was terrified in a way I’d never seen. He said he and his best friend had been followed. At first, they’d believed it was a helicopter following them. He said there was a bright light shining on them, then after they realized it wasn’t a helicopter, they raced the car trying to lose their follower. He told me they managed to get home before it caught them. Whether or not it was related to the time for which I can’t account at that age, I have no idea. John, I have had an experience that I don’t really believe in it being aliens, but I would only speculate it to be a “Time Glitch”. It was Late Winter/Early Spring of *18. So, it wasn’t but a year ago. It's also interesting how trivial similarities between reports are always taken as confirmation of truth, but the differing details don't get the same weight at all. Nothing is dismissed on the basis of being unique, in fact unique details are presented as evidence of their accuracy!!! Bud shouldn't have it both ways. If wildly differing reports aren't evidence for doubt, than the slightest similarities shouldn't be held up as proof. A tiny bit of corroborating evidence, perhaps, but Mr. Hopkins keeps presenting the slightest similarities as proofs. One I remember, is two reports that the examining room is round. I don't see why a room in a flying saucer should be anything but round! Is that really such a leap of logic?We told my dad but he didn’t pay much attention, he said he didn’t notice anything weird… If that would have happened to me only, I would had thought like I had a brain ‘short circuit’, haha… but I was impressed when I knew my mother experienced it too. Reply The planet itself is going through some kind of shift¸ whether it is in magnetic field or not I do not know¸ but changes are taking place. I live close to a sea and there are times when it rages for weeks none stop¸ it is heartbreaking to hear for it is not normal and you know something is wrong. As I continued south, from N. Pleasant toward S. Pleasant and toward the intersection of Pleasant and Ridgewood Avenues, I saw the traffic light, the same familiar stores at the corner, and the small parking lot in front of the stores. However, these landmarks appeared to be getting further away as I walked closer to them, and still this odd silence persisted. As I continued to walk toward the intersection, these landmarks continued to appear to recede further into the distance as I approached them. I began feeling very disoriented and anxious – and then, nothing; a complete loss of memory. I simply do not remember anything past the point of approaching this intersection and seeing it recede further into the distance as I walked ever nearer to it. “Get John. He needs you.”

Apparently I missed five or so hours of my life in the recovery room after surgery. I was having full on conversations with everybody that entered the room, but I can’t remember any of it. I’ve asked my husband what I would talk about and he said everything, whatever the means. I don’t even remember what the recovery room looked like. *** To those who've given over their hearts to God and the Holy Word, this is a deeply satisfying legend. Faith is, after all, the firm belief in something which cannot necessarily be proved, a quality that can leave believers (especially those who find themselves in the midst of non-believers) feeling unsatisfied. As steadfast as their certainty is, they cannot prove the rightness of the path they tread to those who jeer at their convictions. And this is a heavy burden to shoulder. A legend such as the "missing day explained" tale speaks straight to the hearts of those who yearn for a bit of vindication in this life. Being right isn't always enough: sometimes what one most longs for is sweet recognition from others. if someone is "spacing out" or on "auto mode" while driving to work, that's NOT what I call "lost time". And the sun stood still, and the moon stayed, until the people had avenged themselves upon their enemies. Is not this written in the book of Jasher? So the sun stood still in the midst of heaven, and hasted not to go down about a whole day My advice is to avoid doing anything that could potentially invite anything evil into your life. No seances, paranormal investigations, ghost hunting, tarot cards, ouija boards, visiting psychic mediums – none of that sort of thing. They are gateways to the demonic. You might want to consider having your home blessed, and maybe your car as well. I also examined my conscience and went to confession (something I plan to begin doing more frequently) and I avoid any kind of sinful behavior as best I can.I got into the car and noted that it was 3:22am and because it takes about 8 minutes to reach work I said to myself: Because of this, I enjoy nothing. I don't go out aside from work or groceries, I don't go to things unless it is for the benefit of someone else, because I know that I won't actually feel present and established in the moment, and it'll seem like a vague dream almost as soon as I leave. I'll go to BBQs to make friends happy, I'll smile and laugh and say the right things, but no one knows that I'm just an animated body going through the motions. I don't even feel depressed anymore, I might as well be an empty body with a smile on its face sitting in a chair, useless. Something very weird happened to me & my mother two years ago. I was playing tennis with my dad and my mom was there just watching us. I threw the ball “out” (like 2 meters away from my dad) and I looked upwards while saying “oh no”, (this happened in a 1 second interval), but as soon as I looked at my dad again, he was already waiting for me to recieve the new ball…

The really strange thing is that we had not used any fuel and did not have to put any in to start the rally. My friend seemed to be disorientated and we ended up hitting a herd of cows ending our chances. I never saw or spoke to him ever again as I was really cross about the crash so don’t know what happened to him. Joshua was concerned because he was surrounded by the enemy and if darkness fell they would overpower them. So Joshua asked the Lord to make the sun stand still! That's right — "The sun stood still and the moon stayed — and hasted not to go down about a whole day!" (Joshua 10:12-13) My family is one that is full of strange happenings, that have occurred over decades and over generations. I have considered being hypnotized to find out what happened during that missing time, but haven’t the means to do so. I supposed I will always wonder. Reply Hey John, Titus M here. I’d like to tell you a little about myself before I begin. I am 31 years old and a lot of really weird stuff has happened to me in my young life. I grew up in a small town in Oklahoma by the name of Colony. Originally founded as Seger Colony, sometime in the in the 1800’s.. what I’ve come to realize is even though I am pretty close to 1/4 Cherokee, I am not, as of yet enrolled in my tribe, and grew up all the way across the state on what I believe, may have very well been one of the last Cheyenne-Arapaho reservations out here. Given, it isn’t as big as it used to be just a small area used to for a annual powwow with a cpl Indian families, maybe still living there, and the rest of the town being inhabited by white families who’ve been there since way before me. What’s most fascinating to me is, I never realized that I basically lived on a reservation my whole life until this past thanksgiving. And, even then my oldest two sisters 20-30 years older than me, had never thought of that either and were completely dumbfounded when I brought this up, to all of our amazement. The Public Affairs Office at NASA's Goddard Space Flight Center in Greenbelt, Maryland, responded to the prevalence of Hill's fictitious story by issuing a press release that noted (among other things):I wish I could give you an answer, Drew. I’ve been trying to figure this out most of my life and I still don’t know for sure. I only have ideas but no concrete proof of them. Over the past couple of years I’ve come to believe that much of what has been called “paranormal” experiences may be rooted in the demonic. I had always been very averse to attaching any sort of religious beliefs to paranormal events. When I heard proponents of that theory my reaction would typically be, “Those religious extremists think everything is either God or the devil.” In other words, I would scoff at the notion. Not so much now, however. Not since an experience that I had in June of 2014. Now I’m fairly convinced that at least some of the paranormal is demonic in nature, and perhaps all (or at least much) of it is.