Can't you hear these Aliens talking to themselves: All these people want from us is our freakin money?
Update Dec 21
As I was walking away from this encounter, my first thoughts was this is a mirage. I really wondered if I was crazy. Is my mind creating it? Then, was it a apparition of the universe? What has happened to me recently, is I am having really vivid dreams like I never had before. Some are naughty, some are the model of my life with some disorientation(a little painful but accurate)and then some are astonishing insightful. Some gives me future hints in my life. It is about very minor events and it models my emotions in these insignificant situations. It feels like something knows me at very deep personal level. Today I pray for more dreams, just before I go asleep and I talk to it. Most people would be very terrified with what I am going through. I tell it over and over again I want to be your friend, I want to be in relationship with you. I never hear voices in my head. Basically the incident happens, then it hits me I seen it before in a dream. Then I stand in complete wonderment and awe. Hey, if you really love me, how about giving me the numbers in the next $500 million dollars lottery? I wonder if it has a sense of humor?
Update Dec 16
Well, there is a alternate interpretation of why this occurred. My buddies in high places were sending me a message. A test of my intelligence and torturing me for laughs. It is a at-a-boy for doing a hard job and don't ever give up. They are laughing their ass off at this terribly whiny Mike Mulligan.
Update: Dec 14
The storm occurred on Dec 2. So the event occurred on Nov 30 or Dec 1.
Update
wop wop wop wop wop wop wop wop wop wop wop wop...
By the way, they know I am a really smart guy. If this was a intimidation event, somebody must have been monitoring my daily activities for a long period of time. They would be picking up patterns of my life. Figure out what is the best contact area and what tools will be needed like a helicopter. Scheduling a helicopter for the immediacy of this operation and coordinating must have been a pain in the ass. I am very erratic with my biking and hiking.
Oh, come on, you know I passed the test. Everyone knows I passed the test...
It might be a soft holograph type of thing. Imagine the advanced technology this is and it may not be earth based.
I am ready for this!!!
Here is a map link to area just below the Vernon dam:
https://goo.gl/maps/1QtmZD1gLrTsXdhX9
I spend a lot of time on the little peninsula just below the dam on the NH side. A lot, a lot of time. I walk and bike that circular trail all the time. The foliage in that area is spectacular. In the winter, I still walk this area. I walk almost all winter storms on this island, all the blizzards...the howling winds and swaying trees, snow that utterly blinds you, the isolation in a storm all by myself, it is such a beautiful experience.
This happened about two weeks ago. I was considering just ignoring this, not disclosing...making them think I was too stupid to catch what was going on. I have been confronted with death threats many times and I have just learned to ignored it as a tactic.
So you walk the trail directly up to the dam. On the left, there is a trail. That is the beginning of the circular trail on the little peninsula. Oh, the miraculousness of spring time with all the birds building their families. Chipmunks everywhere and all those always busy squirrels. The geese, ducks, robins, owls, hawks, a eagle's nest that's been active for twenty years, and occasionally a turkey vulture clan visiting. The beavers who always scare the shit out of me by loudly whacking their tails on water trying to protect their homes...
There is a spot at the beginning of the trail where I park my bike and take breaks. I am eating my lunch at this time. Maybe smoking a little : ) I begin hearing a low level helicopter noise about 5 miles
I hear a small drop in the noise level of the helicopter, then the wop, wop starts to radically increases. I feel the helicopter is right at the beginning of the pool at the Vernon side at a low level. The wop, wop, wop really increases at this point. I on the far side of a small bluff. About 100 feet from the waters edge. The top of the bluff is about 50 feet in elevation above the pool water level. The sides of the bluff are at a very steep incline. I usually climb that bluff every time I am down there for exercise purposes and to enhance my balancing capabilities. Balancing exercises including biking are very important for old people like me. It is even more fun doing this in the winter and especially during a snowstorm or blizzard. It is a short climb. My heart at the end of the climb is jumping out of my chest and I am gasping for breath.
I feel the helicopter noise was coming from below ground level, meaning it was at a very low altitude just above the pool. The helicopter was coming directly at me, the wop wop wop noise dramatically was increasing. It was so loud it scared the shit out of me. I thinking man, I am witnessing a helicopter crash. The wop wop wop noise was unbelievable. Then I see the helicopter blades coming up from the ground level just in front of me. I mean, I am pissing my pants noise. He is passing me about 30 feet north of me at a very slow speed at a low altitude. I now feel he was manipulating his engine speed and blade rotation to enhance the frightening wop wop wop. He slowly passes me, the pilot window was directly facing me, I can see him staring at me. I can see his fucking smile.
The helicopter looked somewhat like a Vietnam era type helicopter. It looked like a rather new or shinny light whitish or yellowish color commercial helicopter. It looked like a work horse type of helicopter. I didn't see sight seeing windows on the ship. Kind of a utilitarian kind of design. I don't think I seen any windows other than the pilot and passenger windows. I raked my eye sight carefully around the ship looking for electronic gear, windows and freakin open doors. The body of it was quite long and slender. Like a commercial cargo or executive helicopter. It was by no means a tiny, small or medium size helicopter. This was a very expensive operation.
I wouldn't be talking about this if it was just one pass. Was it the FBI or something? A military or homeland security helicopter? As the ship passes me, all I am thinking this is so fucking cool. I think this is just a coincidence. I had a nice cell phone on me with a beautiful camera. It just never crossed my mind to get the cell out. The second pass, did he want me to take a picture of him?
The helicopter noise just begins to fade away directly east of me on this first run. I can't see it from in the woods. But I am keeping track of it. Then the noise start increasing and I realize he is circling me again. I am thinking, can he be circling me? Oh yea, there is this little guy on my shoulder saying, mike you are getting paranoid again? The outsiders are going to think you are crazy or something. Same track as before. I am a little bit flustered by the first run.
I can hear him now lining directly west of me. I am actually kind of paralyzed. I can't believe this might be happening to me again. I am thinking he will never take the same tract as before. Yea, I am thinking is somebody is trying to assassinate me. Then I think, if they are, they will eventually get me anyways. So then I think, fuck you, I am going to stand there like a man and look right up at you. But the guy on my shoulder says, be cool, it is impossible he will take the same track. So now he is on the exact track as before, directly at the beginning of the pool.
I hear the exact dip in the wop wop wop noise like he is reducing altitude. Remember the bluff is directly in front of me and I believe this is what is obstructing the noise from the low altitude ship. The noise seem to be coming amazingly from below my ground level as the ship gets closer. Almost couldn't believe it. I am then thinking, steal yourself from the scary loud wop wop wop noise you know is coming. The noise is really loud and it feels like it is heading directly towards me again. I see the helicopter blades rising above the trees directly in front of me. I can't believe the blades are not hitting the branches of the trees. I begin to see the body of the helicopter...I see him slowing down. The noise is ten times as loud as the first run. I am utterly terrorized and having a hard time not bolting. He is on the same path as before, but seems to be even slower and louder. These were very frightening events. I can now feel the wop wop wop on my fucking chest. I estimate the altitude of the copter as 50 to 100 feet above me in horizonal flight. The pilot is staring at me in a serous face. I see his head move to keep eyes on me as he moves past me. It is a really slow motion movement. And I am staring him back with my hands on my hips thinking mother fucker, fuck you. My mother knows me as terribly oppositional.
I was thinking I am going to laugh this off. Somebody thinks I am so important to spend all this money on me. Should I never go into the woods again by myself? Is somebody threatening to assassinate me or silencing me? It has somewhat rattled my cage. No, it big time rattle my cage and I am still haunted by these events today. You got my attention. I wish I knew why you want me to shut up on. I am going do my typical coping strategy done all my life. It never worked really. Going to make believe my feelings aren't real. I was considering never go back to this area again. I have been back there maybe four times since by myself. Really on the alert status the first time back. Am stealing myself for contact...I wish you would talk to me. I would welcome it. These events still haunt me big time.
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