They look exactly like us, except without clothes.
I have dreamed with these people.
I have met with these people.
I have sat across, what was perceived to be a table and have been communicated with.
Not with words. It is hard to explain. I look right at them, but cannot physically see them.
The best way “I” can explain it is; they look exactly like us, except without clothes.
Why do they need to introduce themselves?
Because they need to leave and cannot do so without our blessing.
What is our blessing?
Our evolution, which will spark our own life and free theirs.
“I” am not sure who I met with. For all I know it could have been Lucifer himself. The only piece of information I am sure of is that we are not man!
We are his clothing…
James Scott Velozo