The Nommos were from Sirius yes, thats whothe Dogon Tribe encountered, although their description was much different. Maybe they have different races/species? Not all Earthlings (or Humans!) are the same!
!!! That image keeps causing a definite reaction in me. aiee! not a bad one, not a good one, just a weird rush as if something has been touched. I haven't felt that way about such images for quite a while.
I feel as nenloth does, however I am very frightened of these guys. I do not think that they are here to help us in any way, and that it will be very difficult for us to have any kind of productive friendship with them (The indiginous, tribal people seem to be having a particularly hard time). If I were you I would not trust them, though one can't help feeling some love for them as living beings. My big problem is that I can't remember having ever met them... It's worth noting that on that same day (Seventh), around five a.m. I heard a tinny sounding voice in my head, as if someone were speaking through a fan. The voice kept telling me to come out the front door and put my knife and protective amulete on the ground. Hmm...
While that picture does stir a weird gut feeling, I think my mind is just lumping them in with other scary big black-eyed creatures. The visitors recently have been friendly, although, I usually get something out of our meeting. I just saw them leaving. Soemtimes.. yknow, WTF!
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Congrats on remembering!
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The Nommos were from Sirius yes, thats whothe Dogon Tribe encountered, although their description was much different. Maybe they have different races/species? Not all Earthlings (or Humans!) are the same!
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I always felt they were a merfolk-like race.
But are they different from the Greys?
Are the Nommo really like the Greys? Maybe that's what came that day two and a half years ago, though i felt a vast amount of evil with that being...
~RdL
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That image keeps causing a definite reaction in me. aiee! not a bad one, not a good one, just a weird rush as if something has been touched. I haven't felt that way about such images for quite a while.
Good to see you again!
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It's worth noting that on that same day (Seventh), around five a.m. I heard a tinny sounding voice in my head, as if someone were speaking through a fan. The voice kept telling me to come out the front door and put my knife and protective amulete on the ground. Hmm...
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