Meeting the Tau Cetians
My meeting with the Tau Cetians took place on March 12, 2011 - one night after the cabal instigated the Fukushima Japan nuclear meltdown.
I knew what they were going to do, drag the resulting radiation around the globe. Which is precisely what they did. I think this is why the Tau Cetians made contact with me that night.
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I was sound asleep on my living room sofa when I heard a telepathic voice say "Get up, you must get up now."
I rolled over and with one eye open, look at the clock. 2:15 a.m.
"Go back to sleep!" I commanded the voice. "Like everyone else with an ounce of sense in their head is doing at this time of night!" I rolled over to go back to sleep.
"GET UP! YOU MUST GET UP NOW!" the voice came, more commanding this time.
Now I was wide awake. I looked around and noticed my bedroom door I'd closed earlier was now standing wide open, a silhouetted figure standing in it. What the hell?
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i immediately figured the military spooks were messing with me again using holograms.
I picked up an object lying on the coffee table in front of me and flung it at the silhouette, figuring if it went through that figure it was a military-induced hologram and I could go back to sleep. I heard the object hit something soft, then drop to the wood floor and roll across it.
"You really shouldn't throw things at me," the voice said. As if to prove to me anything I could do he could do better, he levitated my TV remote control off the coffee table in front of me and set it to spinning wildly in midair.
Okie dokie...NOT a hologram! Houston we have a problem...
Grabbing a lantern flashlight from the coffee table I switched it on and walked over to the silhouette and shined the flashlight beam on him, slowly moving from the head down.
Shaid 'A
At first I wasn't sure if I was looking at a male or a female due to the funky Roman style haircut and almost pretty facial features. But by the time I got to his chest I had things pretty well figured out.
This guy was EYE CANDY! He was RIPPED! That flashlight beam wasn't moving any too quickly I'll tell ya.
"Are you FINISHED now?" my visitor asked, in a tone of voice an exasperated parent uses with an unruly child.
I was tempted to say "Ummm give me a couple minutes..." but I didn't want to find myself wildly spinning in midair next to my TV remote. Whoever this dude was, he was all business. He said his name was Shaid 'A.
I will never forget his message to me that night. He began "The ONLY way to save your planet now..." and launched into this plan where humanity would unite, each of us donating a couple bucks to buy up the Brazilian Rainforest so that it was out of cabal hands.
"Yeah, great idea but it'll never work," I told Shaid 'A. You can't get 10 Terrans to work together for any length of time much less get them to all agree to buy up the rainforest."
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With that, Shaid 'A said it was time for him to leave. I watched him walk THROUGH my plate glass dining area window, onto my front lawn, leaving a wake of perfectly bloomed flowers behind him.
Shaid 'A waded INTO my front lawn, illuminated by a beam of light from above. I'll be honest, I didn't look to see where the beam of light was coming from. I was busy scoping out Shaid 'A's butt. (And a fine butt it was, I might add!)
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Eight years later I'd come to understand Shaid 'A's message to me that night and his plan for us buying up the rainforest.
Eight years later, the cabal set fire to the Amazon rainforest.
That fire alone eliminated 20% of the oxygen we need to breathe.
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They then set fire to Australia, ravaging nearly half the continent in the process. I have no idea how much oxygen those fires consumed.
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They then set wildfires in the western U.S. and Africa, depriving us of even more of the oxygen we need to breathe.
I'd also learn contact is always almost made by the Tau Cetian males and it always has to do with environmental issues here.
Suddenly Shaid 'A's plan became all too clear.
There was an amusing postscript to this story as well.
I had to meet Jmmanuel on the ship for something as he was coming out of a meeting.
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"Just ran into an acquaintance of yours," he said.
"Oh yeah? Who?" I asked.
"Well...put it this way. He wanted me to ask you if you enjoyed the view from the rear.'
"Oh Shaid 'A! Well that depends on what view he's referring to. The flowers were a nice touch...but that butt of his? WHOA MOMMA!"
Jmmanuel stared silently for a moment before shouting 'ARE YOU TRYING TO CAUSE A GALACTIC INCIDENT WOMAN? STARING AT THE BEHIND OF THE CETIAN AMBASSADOR?!!"
Oooops.
I had to think fast. "Just tell Shaid 'A it's considered a compliment on Terra if a woman scopes out a man's butt. It means she thinks he's hot."
I never heard anything more so didn't know if things had been smoothed over or not. At the next star nation meeting, another gal on our ground crew was going to meet Shaid 'A. I said to her "After you're introduced tell Shaid 'A your friend Gracie told you he has a really cute butt. Ask him if he minds if you scope it out."
She did it. Being a stickler on etiquette and protocol, Jmmanuel's jaw hit the floor.
Shaid 'A grinned and turned out so fast I was surprised his head didn't fly off his shoulders. He let my friend look as long as she wanted.
"Pay attention dear," I said to Jmmanuel. "Terran Diplomacy 101. Doesn't matter what star, planet, universe, galaxy, solar system, universe you're from, you men are all the same. Putty in our hands."
I walked away, leaving him standing there with his jaw on the floor. He never corrected me on etiquette or protocol again.
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As for Shaid 'A? We're the best of buds and have dispensed with the formal ET greeting. Now when we meet he just spins around to show me his butt.