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Mixed up my kilometers with miles, not an american
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Mixed up my kilometers with miles, not an american
I'm sorry that this escaped my attention until now. I sincerely apologise if my post came off wrong, I in no way meant to make anybody feel that way. I guess I was just trying to impress my veracity in this as an experience that was beyond belief but nonetheless very much real. The whole thing is a hard to tread path through a wilderness of belief, imagination, reality and credibility.Nydex said:
I felt more comfortable talking about a transformational psychedelic experience shortly after it occurred.
Again, sorry. I'm not known for my social finesse.
Messing around with a phone photo app, I made this as a visualization for the thing I saw. Tried to take a picture of the view of the sky at the same time, but I only have a phone to take photographs with, so it's not the clearest representation. I tried to illustrate the difference in magnitude and apparent proximity to the stars that were visible. The view is looking directly up, with the right hand sight due north, and the star above the formation is Cygnus. I was lying on my back, feet to the West, the bottom of the picture. This is the position at which it 'appeared'.
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I checked your date and found this one:
US Air Force's X-37B Space Plane Lands After Record 780-Day Mystery Mission
What was it doing up there?
www.space.com
Escort planes always observe things like the 'Orbital Test Vehicle' during every possible phase of flight.
Also on another note, there are some amazing other things in nature:
Kind regards,
The Traveler
The only question I have is, "Did you use a 1990's flip phone to record it as evidence?". 
Best also check it off against this: List of Starlink and Starshield launches - Wikipedia
and this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2019_in_spaceflight
There was a fair amount of launch activity around that time, e.g. NASA launches satellite to explore where air meets space
Satellites can appear out of 'nowhere' if they come out of the earth's shadow. And newly deployed starlink trains are themselves quite a sight to behold.
and this: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2019_in_spaceflight
There was a fair amount of launch activity around that time, e.g. NASA launches satellite to explore where air meets space
Satellites can appear out of 'nowhere' if they come out of the earth's shadow. And newly deployed starlink trains are themselves quite a sight to behold.
Saw the one where they shot a first bunch with a huge payload and when they where still shiny (they have made the magnitude due to the reflection of sunlight way lower now) , about 7 minutes of a light-strings passing by in the night sky (and even some going astray).
Kind regards,
The Traveler
We may have seen the same one, looked like there were at least 23 of them. Albeit not in a v-formation
I do rather wish I'd noted down when this was but it may well have been either May 2019 or 2020. Azimuth was about 40° at my latitude, and it was still dusk. The train came round again about 90 mins later, but it was a relief subsequently to find out that the satellites would be placed into a less obtrusive orbit - even though they present a detrimental effect on astronomy.
While I'd dearly love to observe some inexplicable aerial phenomena, the only thing that has even come close was a light which hovered, stationary, in the base of thick cloud cover for some ten minutes before disappearing. Given the location it was most probably a military helicopter, and in no way did it come close to the beauty and majesty of the most terrific lightning I ever saw.
TheGreenPhantom
Titanium Teammate
Even though I know the bulk of you will pooh-pooh my experience, I feel the burning need to talk about it because it's something I think about nearly every day. I've talked about what I've seen with both my wife and my buddies, but there's only so much they can say. I'm hoping to find another person out there who has seen something similar because it's bothersome – like a splinter or something caught in your throat or your eye.
March 14?, 1997
I'm a college kid, living with my parents in the front, second floor bedroom of the house. I have a nice view of a majestic bridge and the borough to the north. A common sight are passenger jets flying above the river and over the bridge, making their approach to the airport about 5km away.
One night, I come into my room and out the window see a lit-up craft hovering above the river, just to the west of the bridge. (Measuring the distance on a map shows a distance of about 1km from my viewpoint.) I think nothing of it, and figure it's just a helicopter videoing some kind of traffic accident on the bridge (which happens from time to time). I look out of the second window, which has a better view of the bridge, and to my surprise, traffic was moving smoothly – red lights flowing in one direction, and white lights in the other. So I figure, "Well, they're probably taking some kind of establishing shot for a news program or something."
I take a long shower, then come back to my room. To my surprise, the helicopter is still there, at a slightly higher position... "Twenty-plus minutes is a long time for a helicopter to just hover. Doesn't that consume a lot of fuel?" I think to myself. Just then, a passenger jet passes a little above it... AND they're the same friggin' size!
"WTF is that‽" I say out-loud as I grab the hand-held Tasco telescope from my bookshelf.
I lean over my desk and steady my forearms on my old manual typewriter, and carefully adjust the focus. "That's not ah----"
The top row of windows were three equilateral triangles – the center one pointed upward, the ones to the left and right pointed downward. Below these were more windows of the same shape and configuration, which circled the entire craft. The windows glowed like the tail of a firefly – yellow/green. These windows allowed me to gauge the size and shape of the craft – a tear-drop shaped base that rose upward in an angular manor similar to an F-117 Nighthawk, except that it was double deckered and the same size as yet another passenger jet that was making its approach to the nearby airport. The craft also had a red light at the top.
"Dad – come see this! Quick – before it goes away!"
My dad comes in my room, slightly annoyed that I've disrupted his television watching downstairs. "OK – what is it?"
"Check this out..." I say as I hand him the telescope.
"Huh – that's interesting. Could be a government craft or something."
"Could be... it's the size of the planes flying into ___, though."
"Oh yeah – you're right."
"Where's your camera?"
"The Leica? It's broken. The shutter won't close. If you load film into it, you'll just ruin it."
"What about mom's camera?"
"I have no idea where she put it – unless you mean the one we use for parties..."
So there I am, trying to photograph a UFO out my bedroom window with a crappy 35mm point-and-click camera from the 90s. Being designed for close-ups, I captured nothing other than the night sky. My mom would rip me a new one when she developed the film a few weeks later.
Crestfallen, but not defeated, I sketched the craft, while looking at it, in a notebook. I watched it hover and turn back and forth on it's up/down axis as if it were scanning something for a good 50-60 minutes until my sense of awe and wonder was replaced by boredom, tedium, and sore shoulders. I wish I'd stayed with it to be able to note how exactly it left the area.
I told one of my friends at school about my experience, and she immediately dismissed me, saying "I think that's what happens when you smoke a lot of pot and hang out too much with Druggie Dave." I was quite hurt by that comment, since I really respected her, and never repeated my story again to anyone until recently. At that time, I was by no means a druggie – I'd only smoked weed once or twice, and rarely drank alcohol – in spite of my choice of company.
I don't really care if anyone believes me or throws a dismissive or stupid comment my way anymore. Get angry. Get judgmental. It doesn't change what I saw in detail for a full hour. I write here because I want to let those who've had such an experience know that they are not alone, and that this is indeed part of the human experience, in spite of what the nay-sayers say.
Seeing a UFO at a young age has alienated me from others... their perspectives and concerns... for most of my life. Human conflicts – both armed and verbal – politics, societal norms and expectations, all carry as much weight as a mote of dust from my point of view.
As to the craft's origin, I'm 50/50 on whether it's human or extraterrestrial. I find the prospect that the government has such craft in their arsenal as deeply concerning as ICBMs; not good at all. If it's ET – well then, this raises a whole host of questions....
March 14?, 1997
I'm a college kid, living with my parents in the front, second floor bedroom of the house. I have a nice view of a majestic bridge and the borough to the north. A common sight are passenger jets flying above the river and over the bridge, making their approach to the airport about 5km away.
One night, I come into my room and out the window see a lit-up craft hovering above the river, just to the west of the bridge. (Measuring the distance on a map shows a distance of about 1km from my viewpoint.) I think nothing of it, and figure it's just a helicopter videoing some kind of traffic accident on the bridge (which happens from time to time). I look out of the second window, which has a better view of the bridge, and to my surprise, traffic was moving smoothly – red lights flowing in one direction, and white lights in the other. So I figure, "Well, they're probably taking some kind of establishing shot for a news program or something."
I take a long shower, then come back to my room. To my surprise, the helicopter is still there, at a slightly higher position... "Twenty-plus minutes is a long time for a helicopter to just hover. Doesn't that consume a lot of fuel?" I think to myself. Just then, a passenger jet passes a little above it... AND they're the same friggin' size!
"WTF is that‽" I say out-loud as I grab the hand-held Tasco telescope from my bookshelf.I lean over my desk and steady my forearms on my old manual typewriter, and carefully adjust the focus. "That's not ah----"
The top row of windows were three equilateral triangles – the center one pointed upward, the ones to the left and right pointed downward. Below these were more windows of the same shape and configuration, which circled the entire craft. The windows glowed like the tail of a firefly – yellow/green. These windows allowed me to gauge the size and shape of the craft – a tear-drop shaped base that rose upward in an angular manor similar to an F-117 Nighthawk, except that it was double deckered and the same size as yet another passenger jet that was making its approach to the nearby airport. The craft also had a red light at the top.
"Dad – come see this! Quick – before it goes away!"
My dad comes in my room, slightly annoyed that I've disrupted his television watching downstairs. "OK – what is it?"
"Check this out..." I say as I hand him the telescope.
"Huh – that's interesting. Could be a government craft or something."
"Could be... it's the size of the planes flying into ___, though."
"Oh yeah – you're right."
"Where's your camera?"
"The Leica? It's broken. The shutter won't close. If you load film into it, you'll just ruin it."
"What about mom's camera?"
"I have no idea where she put it – unless you mean the one we use for parties..."
So there I am, trying to photograph a UFO out my bedroom window with a crappy 35mm point-and-click camera from the 90s. Being designed for close-ups, I captured nothing other than the night sky. My mom would rip me a new one when she developed the film a few weeks later.
Crestfallen, but not defeated, I sketched the craft, while looking at it, in a notebook. I watched it hover and turn back and forth on it's up/down axis as if it were scanning something for a good 50-60 minutes until my sense of awe and wonder was replaced by boredom, tedium, and sore shoulders. I wish I'd stayed with it to be able to note how exactly it left the area.
I told one of my friends at school about my experience, and she immediately dismissed me, saying "I think that's what happens when you smoke a lot of pot and hang out too much with Druggie Dave." I was quite hurt by that comment, since I really respected her, and never repeated my story again to anyone until recently. At that time, I was by no means a druggie – I'd only smoked weed once or twice, and rarely drank alcohol – in spite of my choice of company.
I don't really care if anyone believes me or throws a dismissive or stupid comment my way anymore. Get angry. Get judgmental. It doesn't change what I saw in detail for a full hour. I write here because I want to let those who've had such an experience know that they are not alone, and that this is indeed part of the human experience, in spite of what the nay-sayers say.
Seeing a UFO at a young age has alienated me from others... their perspectives and concerns... for most of my life. Human conflicts – both armed and verbal – politics, societal norms and expectations, all carry as much weight as a mote of dust from my point of view.
As to the craft's origin, I'm 50/50 on whether it's human or extraterrestrial. I find the prospect that the government has such craft in their arsenal as deeply concerning as ICBMs; not good at all. If it's ET – well then, this raises a whole host of questions....
In my own perceptual view, this was the "message" that was meant to be conveyed. This 'message' re-defined a core-perception in your Garden-of-Perceptions.
The fact that all perspectives and concerns are just interpretations of our perceptions. And that our perceptions are malleable as well and subject to change by our core-belief-system, which in turn is created by our core-perceptions.
We are Beings floating on a recursively self-created flow-field of reality (I like to call it the Flux), a reality created by our core-perceptions, their subsequent perceptions and the interpretations thereof.
Re-define a core-perception and you'll re-define your reality.
And everywhere in-between, as always; Flux with Joy and enjoy the Flux!
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