Sunday, August 7, 2022

Kindle e book

 Besides writing about the weird stuff, I also write fiction. Poetry, prose, haiku, haibun, etc. Trying my hand at self-publishing, so far, I'm only doing e-books on Kindle. 

My chapbook blue stucco, a small collection of haibun, is available on Kindle. 

Also, Mermaid Streaks: 

Tuesday, July 26, 2022


 Oh, how they abound! From all sides. Including within UFO Land. 

Many years ago, a UFO organization came to my town of Eugene, Oregon.  They were even on the news. 

They put on presentations. Stan Johnson, for example, who self-published a few books on his interactions with a Bigfoot family living on his ranch in Sutherlin, Oregon. TheBigfoot family (who did not like to be called Bigfoot, they told Johnson) took him into their spaceship.


Naive, new to the whole thing, and simply assuming that all those professing interest in UFOs were after only one thing: truth, I submitted a letter to be shared at one of the presentations. 


What happened was, the Head UFO Gatekeeper read my letter -- which included something about how sometimes encounters are negative, and the government can't always be trusted -- was "too negative" and they were not about "negativity." 

It wasn't like I was shouting to the skies about Reptilian Overlords impersonating politicians and hey! your neighbor, your very spouse or children or siblings, could be aliens! I simply said we don't know what' s going on, and some of it isn't so fun.


Some time after that, I met some people who at first, were very much involved with UFOs. But again, it turned out to be agenda based. Meditation before each meeting. Nothing wrong with meditation, I do it myself. And depending on your goal, meditating before delving into UFO Land can be a good thing, a necessary thing. But as a blanket given? No thank you. Seems too much like propaganda or indoctrination, like saying the Pledge of Allegiance every morning. And every meeting, no matter how intense or interesting the UFO/entity encounter may have been, quickly turned to energy. 

How to conserve energy, how to work towards alternative energy options, etc. These people were a combination of New Age hippies (of which, I acknowledge, I'm sort of kind of one. But not like that.

At a UFO conference, one of the members of this group asked a question of two of the presenters who talked about their encounter with a huge UFO-Triangle on the Idaho Oregon border, why the experience didn't cause them to be more "spiritual." Are you fucking kidding me?

I am, personally, all about spiritual and crystals and all that, but I try to keep my giddy New Age propensities in one lane, the UFO stuff on another.

Many UFO pundits and would be gurus dressed in UFO garb have their own agendas. There's speculation, which I indulge in. Nothing wrong with that, as long as you know it's entertaining ideas, and not fact. Telling your truth, your experiences, as honestly as you can, in spite of debunkers and even those within UFO Land. That takes bravery, and vulnerability. 

But no one has the answers. I think that even those who think they know, with actual alien bodies in their secret warehouses, don't know the whole story, just what they've been told.

We only know what we've experienced, or what we think we've experienced, what "they" have told us (and how can we genuinely believe "they" have really told us all there is to tell? ) 

Friday, July 22, 2022

Just Saw a UFO


Just saw a UFO. Approximately 4:32 p.m. Clear sky, no clouds.  Moving north to south. No sound.

Jim out front watering, calls at me to come outside and bring the binoculars. I hobble out (been laid up with a bad knee) and he's looking up at the sky. "Damnit," he says. "I knew it would be gone if I turned away from it." He hands me the binoculars. "See if you can see anything through them, I'll keep looking." I don't see anything at all while looking at the sky, but through the binoculars I see, high up, a silver oval shaped object, and a bit of a tail but not like an airplane tail. I take the binoculars away from my eyes to tell Jim what I saw; he says "That's it!" But we can't see anything at all anywhere in the sky, nor through the binoculars. 

I hobble back to the porch, intending to get my flip flops on and come back out. But I trip and fall on the porch steps, further hurting my knee and I did something to my toe. Bleh. 

A few points: 

  • Past few days I've been thinking very strongly on how I haven't seen a UFO in a long time, and I want to see one! I want ... more. Communication, solutions. Answers. Okay, at least a sighting.
  • No clouds in the sky not a one and very odd that neither Jim or I could see the object after the initial sighting. It couldn't have just disappeared so damn quickly; to where? No cloud to hide in. . . and it wasn't moving that fast.
  • My tripping on the porch. Can't help but entertain the thought it was related to the object. "See?" says the UFO. "You wanted this, but at a price." Okay, not really. Just a thought.
  • It's interesting how much information comes through about the object, when you see one, even when looking at it for such a short time. This was not a balloon, not a plane, or a blimp
    . . . who knows what it was, but I know what it wasn't. Both Jim and I agree about that.
  • The entire sighting, as short as it was, was intense enough to have us both go "hmmm... that was odd." 

Monday, July 4, 2022

Orange Orb Dreams, UFO Tulpas, and Insectoids

 An Orange Orb dream the other night:

I'm on a Zoom like call; a UFO presentation. Sort of like a podcast, UFO conference and radio show all together. Some one recognizes my blog The Orange Orb and so I once again tell the tale. Of seeing the very large and up close orange orb, its following us, the feeling it knew what I was thinking and was responding, the missing time . . .

And then I say that each time I tell the story, the orange orb becomes more real, (not that it ever was not real) more concrete. Like a UFO Tulpa. It's still true, and "mine," meaning, my experience but it also is its own self. Aware. Solid. Separate from me. Its own thing. This is so damn hard to articulate! So hard. But a very important aspect of the whole encounter. 

Alien Ant, watercolor, James Rich

As I'm relating this, the night sky becomes a swirling geometric mass and several insectoids show up. Praying Mantis types, locust types. They are anywhere from six feet to ten feet tall. They're watching, listening. Aware. No threat -- yet. 

I tell everyone that they're here and very, very real. "Yes," I say, as bizarre and really, ridiculous, as it seems, these alien-insectoid beings are real. And here. And have been. 

Friday, July 1, 2022

George Carlin on Society's Hypocritical Treatment of UFO "buffs"

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Friday, June 3, 2022

What's Up With Praying Mantis Aliens? :

What's Up With Praying Mantis Aliens? :

Interesting article. I'm a sucker for giant insectoid alien type entities. One of the good quotes: Noted Rice University professor of religious studies Jeffrey Kripal has made a career of taking seriously—but not literally—such seemingly impossible paranormal claims. 


World Gone Mad: Destroying Art

Tim Binnal at Coast to Coast has a link to this story: Video: Man Destroys $5 Million in Ancient Artifacts Following Fight with Girlfriend | Coast to Coast AM

A highly disgruntled boyfriend, who was "mad at his girl," went crazy and vandalized ancient artifacts.

That's not all in this Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World: a man, who disguised himself as an old

At this point, all we can say is: WTFF?!

Individuals angry, mad, frustrated at whatever, attack works of art. Of history. Of great import to cultures. 

Better than shooting up an elementary school and murdering children and adults.

Thursday, June 2, 2022

Author's Page

 I'm still here. Lately I've been working on putting together chapbooks; you can check them out on my amazon author's page..  Soon I'll be putting up paranormal and UFO themed writings. Reviews are appreciated!

Also on Instagram under reganorb.

What else? Not much. I've been silent on the congressional hearings on UFOs because . . . it's happened before, and . . . call me cynical. I don't think there's a Big Reveal. What might be revealed will be carefully chosen, and what of all the bits not revealed? Because you can be sure it will never be fully revealed.

Monday, April 18, 2022

Media and The Death Card (And a Killing Eve Spoiler Alert)


 I loved, with a passion Killing Eve. Did not read the novels, but from the beginning, was hooked on the BBC television series. LOVED it. 

The last episode, a character gives a tarot reading. A three card reading. All three cards are Major Arcana. Okay. Hmm. As usual in entertainment, the DEATH card is the last card. Cue panicked looks, dramatic music, lots of doom vibes. 

The DEATH card does not mean literal death. But as usual, for dramatic purposes, it always means death with a capitol D in movies and television. (We can say it represents rebirth, the shedding of old ways and into the new, but not dying a horrible death run over by a bus while in stage 4 after being bit by a venomous snake with no known antidote.)

And sure enough. . . 

Oh hell, I can't say it. But it sucked. 

Sunday, April 10, 2022

More Facebook Mind Reading . . .

UPDATE: I DVR John Oliver Last Week Tonight, which airs on Sunday and watch it later. Yesterday's episode (Sunday) I watched tonight, Monday night. The main story was all about cookies, data sharing, algorithms, apps that follow your searches,  etc. How ads will show up on someone's phone or FB, etc. specifically aimed for that individual. Another disconcerting synchronicity.

A few more examples of Facebook's In Your Head algorithm, from my FB page. See the post below for more.

 march 21, 2022

Another FB AI mind invasion synchronicity: I made falafels last night. They were pretty bad. Frozen ones from TJ's. In the past, I made my own but that was long ago. So I got lazy and used the frozen kind. Yuck. Jim and I agreed it would be fun to go back and try to make our own from scratch next time. So today, sure enough, an ad pops up on FB about Falafel recipes. I don't have a smart phone, I don't have Siri or Alexa, etc. Just another red pill blue pill eat me drink me day.

feb. 28, 2022

Another weird spooky FB ad: Lately, I've been noticing I've been losing hair. I've been letting my hair grow out. Don't know what the cause is for this: age, post-menopause, type of shampoo, who knows. So today, after my shower, I freaked once again at the amount of lost hair. Sure enough, I go on FB, and see ads for shampoos for women with thinning hair. I have not done any searches on Google or elsewhere for such. FB, get out of my head!

jan 4 2022

FB just recommended a horse tack site for me. I love animals, but am not a horse person. I don't ride, I don't own one, and I don't know anything about horses. I both fear them and think they're cool. But still. FB and its Russian bot global cabal Illuminati reptilian implant algorithms.

I wasn’t talking about horses or even animals, and so this doesn’t really fit into this structure, but it is interesting. Did this horse track recommendation appear because I am, in general, an animal lover? 

Is Facebook in Our Heads?

 Another weird, "coincidental" FB robotic I'm in your head episode: this morning, read a recipe in the paper for a pasta-veggie-cheese casserole dish. I was saying to Jim how I liked the idea of the recipe, but I would change it. For example, I'd use spinach, add mushrooms, and a different pasta, maybe fettuccini. Just now, on my page, I see a post about a pasta-veggie-cheese recipe, with mushrooms, except it used spinach and a wide noodle. I need to start keeping track of these things. It's too spooky. And once again, I don't have Siri, Alexa, or a smart phone and the mic is off on the laptop.

I've had several of these kinds of coincidental episodes. I'm going to take my own advice and start keeping track.

Thursday, April 7, 2022

The Animals are Waiting


A powerful dream last night. Not much detail, only the intense emotional content and the message. Which was: 

An angelic presence, more than one, or guides, messengers, telling me I needed to hear this. That the way to an authentic spiritual life, connection, a way to navigate all the anomalous weirdness in this realm of High Strangeness, was to connect with animal spirit. All animals. Every animal. Their spirits. They are waiting for me, for us, to agree with them that yes, this is acceptable and we will listen, we will hear, we will share our stories. We will be here with you. We will communicate. We will accept your messages. We will be patient and listen and share and use what you have told us to grow, to live a deeper life.

Tuesday, April 5, 2022

Unidentified Body Found In Cemetery

In Oregon, a dead body was found in a what seemed to be a home made open casket, left behind some trees in a a cemetery:  Unidentified body found in casket at Linn County cemetery | Local |
So far, no info on identity of the body, who left it there, etc.