By Mike Johnson
I can watch UFOs as long as I want, overnight.
At 3:30am, I just watched groups of lights dance in the sky.
These are not airplanes because their maneuvers and light fluctuations are not consistent with known aircraft.
Wife and I just sat and watched the lights appear, disappear, pop in bright, dim out, head up, head down, appear low, move high.
This was toward the northeast in just a small portion of sky.
I’m certain anyone can see them if they’ll just stop moving, adjust their eyes, and focus on a small patch of sky.
Unexplainable.
Like so much else on this realm.
Yet rarely noticed or questioned by the masses chained to their habitual activity storms.
Perhaps we’ll understand it all one day.
In a blast of after-death enlightenment, or perhaps a methodical, slow remembrance as we take our focus away from the things of man.
Are we captives of this illusion that seems solid?
Or are we the projectors, unawarely creating our own surroundings?
Perhaps both are happening at the same time.
Where we focus is what we get.
That would then mean, to someone, somewhere, who has stepped from activity to observation, that we are the lights dancing in their night sky.
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