compiled by Dee Finney



I don't know where this dream really takes place.
Don't read it if you don't like getting squeamish.
This isn't for tender-hearted people.


11-9-01 - DREAM - (I'm using Mexican for lack of knowledge of who these people were)

I was working at a prison, in which there were people of various ages. It seemed like it was in Mexico, or some other Central American or South American country. If not, it was in a Mexican-type neighborhood.

I didn't run the place, but it seems that I worked in the maintenance crew. There were two tall, thin black men there who I assumed who also worked here. The first job I had to do was plunge out a nasty toilet.

A young Mexican boy came up to me to tell me about the toilet in the boy's room. (I won't describe what he said because it was too nasty, but you can imagine for yourself if you are reading this).

When he left, I went to the maintenance room to find a plunger. There was none of normal size, only two that were about 2 feet across with short handles only 3 inches and 12 inches tall.

I then went to find the bathroom. It seems all the plumbing was in one area, side by side, the women's laundry room, the women's bathroom, the kitchen, the mens/boys bathroom and finally the men's laundry room. I found this out by going into each one. In the women's laundry room, there was a Mexican woman doing laundry. The piles of clothes were laying on the floor and the room was dark - heavy with humidity.

Next I saw the womens' bathroom but didn't actually go into it.

The hallway floor was ugly brownish carpet over bumpy dirt like one would find in a cowyard. I thought to myself that one would think they could at least pull up the carpet and smooth out the dirt underneath it.

The next room was the kitchen. The appliances were white metal with black trim. It was a large room with enough stoves to cook for a lot of people. It didn't look nice like a restaurant with easily cleaned steel polished appliances. It was just like old, regular kitchen appliances.

The next room was the men's laundry and then the men's bathroom, but I didn't get that far, because a Mexican woman stopped me in the hall to tell me something.

Her skin was bruised all over. She said the prison owner had 'eaten her'. I didn't know what she meant because she was obviously alive, though very bruised.

Down the hallway further was the warden office and a couple other rooms. It appeared that the warden also lived here or at least slept here.

Suddenly, I saw the warden come out of the room and go into another room. I can't even describe him except to say that he didn't appear human. He was tall and male, but he was shaking violently so I couldn't actually recognize what he looked like except that his face was 'dark'. I want to say Reptilian, though I'm reluctant to use the word and still feel coherent.

I could see he was chewing paper because bits were coming out of his mouth as he ran past me.

I followed him to a small room that had no furniture in it. I don't know why I can't describe him, but I watched him devour a woman and spit her out again like a snake would swallow its prey whole and then regurgitate it back out still whole. I looked at her skin after he ran from the room. It was terribly bruised like he had sucked fluid from her body.

She said it was called, "Eating her up and then eating her down."

It was horrid. I don't understand either as I'm not that familiar with how snakes eat though I've seen films of the process. I never saw a snake regurgitate though.

The woman then showed me the man's bedroom.  I went into the room and under the bed, carefully laid out was a brown blanket on the floor. I lifted up the edge of the blanket and under there were hundreds of bright yellow paperback books, all laying face down, spread open at the center page and laying flat open.

I pulled one out and it had been eaten in bites from the bottom up, so I could see the title still, which in this case was "LIKENESS". I could see the man's teeth marks all around the edges of the bites in the book. I decided to taste the book for myself. It felt and tasted just like paper, which I immediately spit back out for fear I'd turn into a monster myself.

I know you will ask how I know how paper tastes, but doesn't everyone at one time taste paper just for the hell of it to make spit balls or whatever?

I then left that room and went into another room, which seemed to be the women's visitor's room.

The room was really dingy and dim. There was two women sitting side by side at a table, getting ready for a visitor for one of the women I recognized through I don't want to name her.

I'm going to call her Karen. Karen was one of the sweetest people I've ever met. She was a Lesbian of the male persuasion. She was sweet, articulate, intelligent, educated and had masculine traits and I felt a real love of her as a person and admired all her qualities. She was spiritual as well, though not a Christian any longer. She was also what I call itinerant, she stayed in one place only long enough to accomplish a task and then moved on.  I was sorry to see her leave but she had specific  intellectual and job goals and she had to leave. We had a friendship, not a relationship and I had hugged her goodbye when she left.

Anyway, she was sitting at the table, shaking violently. She had either smoked pot or took a pill because she suddenly stopped shaking and told the other woman, "Okay! I'm okay now!" and the other woman was going to leave the room so the visitor could come in.

I woke up so I didn't see who the visitor was.

Question! Where was I?


The following I consider to be rumours:


In the United States, there are rumors of great, underground food-storage rooms full of preserved human bodies. Sometimes the rumor has it that the bodies are those of children. I asked the Greys why, if this was true, would it be children? I was told that it is not only children but also adults that Reptilians eat. Children are preferred because they are generally unpoisoned by substances like caffeine, nicotine, alcohol and other things adults are saturated with, as a group. This kind of statement, with its strength being pure shock value, could be disinformation. However it cannot be fully disregarded, considering the amount of people that disappear every year, especially children!

The Reptilians seem to have little regard for us as living beings. They think that we are as ugly and repulsive to them as we ever portrayed them to be, and that we, the human race, are "as valuable as weeds." However, they do seem to consider some of us valuable property. One gets the feeling they will continue to USE us as they see fit, or, if we ever become a real problem as a group, they would sooner wipe us out than deal with it. They do not fear us, considering themselves far superior to us by all comparisons. They supposedly consider the surface of this planet to be a poisonous, inhospitable environment and "allow" us to live here (as livestock?), since they live below the surface and in space. We and our surface environment function as a physical buffer or living shield around their home underground.


The working caste of the reptilians eat meat, insects and a large variety of plants including vegetables and fruit. They prefer their meat raw and very fresh, but have learned to enjoy some cooked meat like rare beef steak (Note: According to many abductees, the reptiloids are not above eating human flesh. It has been said that they prefer flesh that is young enough to be free of toxins, yet old enough to be imbued with a lifetime of accumulated "emotional energy residue" which is resident within the human body. Some abductees claim that certain reptilian factions have such complex bio-technologies that they are able to remove a human's soul-energy-matrix and place it in a containment 'box', and use the controlled 'body' for whatever purpose they choose. Some abductees also insist that in some cases the reptiloids can create a cloned duplicate of a person in a short amount of time through time warping and replace the soul-energy-matrix of a person back into the new cloned body if their disappearance from society would otherwise create too many problems. This way they can ingest the emotional-residue-imbued original body without the abductee realizing [in most cases] that their soul-memory-matrix has been transferred to a cloned body, because they would have experienced a total 'soul-matrix' energy transfer and a suppression of any memories relating to the transfer process. The cloned bodies do not possess the integrated emotional residue that the vampirialistic reptiloids apparently crave and find intoxicating in a similar manner as a human on earth who is addicted to hard drugs. - Branton). Unlike the Greys, they eat frequently and usually carry or send for food on their breaks. The Ruling Caste is SECRETIVE about their foods. They have created several dietary myths that they carefully embellish when the chance arrives. One of their favorite legends involves one of their ancestors' ability to eat an entire flock of geese in one setting. They RARELY eat in sight of any other species. They carefully choose their food, then carry their meal to their quarters. It was only when dignitaries arrive at the base did they join their meals. They enjoy the same foods we do, and they have been seen secretly munching on a freshly found snail. The "human looking" replicants eat some cooked vegetables. They rely on vitamins and liquid protein for sustenance. If they have to eat on the surface world, they can eat what ever they are served, but as soon as possible they regurgitate. Their digestive systems frequently fail to process the food properly. The engineered beings have a special diet, created for their dietary needs. The mixture includes several organ foods blended with plasmatic fluids, amniotic liquids and parasitiplasm materials. These unique 'animals' also enjoy occasional green plants, usually grasses or lettuce. The creatures that are designed to become warriors, eat protein filled liquids.


It is said that these creatures feed on us human beings; that they, at one time, challenged God Himself to war, because they wanted full control of the universe.  And God fought a terrible battle against them and He defeated them, injured them, and forced them to hide in cities underground.

They hide in deep cavities underground,  because they are always feeling cold.  In these cavities, we are told, there are huge fires which are kept going by slaves, human, zombie-like slaves.  And, it is further said that these Zuswazi, these Imbulu, or whatever you choose to call them, are not capable of eating solid food.  They either eat human blood, or they eat that power, the energy that is generated when human beings, on the surface of the Earth, are fighting and killing each other in large numbers.


Val: Referring back to some of the things you said in the ET's and Global Connection, you noted that there were some 1800 reptilians inside the Earth that have been responsible for some 37,000 human children disappearing. Have you acquired any additional information or clarification relative to this statement?

AC: You mean, what they do to the human children?

Val: Well, any clarification beyond that simple statement relative to what is happening.

AC: Well, I can tell you two things. You're not going to like this.

Val: I'm probably already aware of what you are about to say, but go ahead.

AC: Well, my understanding is that aside from the fact that they eat human children, what they do is that they drain fluids from the brains of children while they are in fear.

Val: I have heard of this before. It is to get that substance which to them is like a drug.

AC: It's like a narcotic.

Val: From the adrenal and pituitary glands?

AC: Yes. Apparently the government has tried to copy this substance, but they can't, so they have this agreement with the reptilians down below. My understanding is that the primary agreement is that they will allow the world governments to mine gold in exchange for the human children.


Someday, we'll learn the real truth! I'm sure!


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