Where to begin?..

GRAYS... Where to begin?.. They're multi-racial. They have many colors. Big black eyes, big cranials, frail little bodies. Their males are actually the ones with what our species considers female reproductive organs. Their females have a little slit, about an inch above the human belly button, where their reproductive organ can be enticed out. I'm under the impression that they live to be hundreds of years old, on average. There isn't specifically bad or good species or races. They're just like us in that there's some of both in each. I guess I'll begin by giving anyone serious enough about contact a couple of simple exercises that first got me started down this path. But be forewarned, though most of them really are stand-up people, most of them will not condone communication. I know that part of this has to do with patent interference, in consideration with this civilization and, soon or later, more advanced civilizations. Part of it has to do with more enlightened views such as the prosperous development of the human species without preconceived interference. And part of it even has to do with the inclination of foreseeable consequences, of an outside-the-law nature, on their part. Anyway, they will, more often than not, attempt to bullshit, religioutize, scare, impel, manipulate, or even confuse you into other trains-of-thought. They project their emotions/thoughts to the Nth degree. Have you ever been hypnotized? One of the most important things to remember is that the emotions are not yours. You have to set specific personal goals sometimes. Such as trying to figure out a specific one's age. That's a goal so loaded that they'd have trouble doing anything with it, hence, giving you an advantage in overall communication. Be honest. They already know what your doing. And, given that they read faster than you do, I should know, they borrow my books sometimes, they probably know what you're gonna do before you do it. And keep in mind that you're always going to have one there that loves you and knows you better than anyone. I'll tell all of you how that can be at another time. So... Here's your first exercise. Many of you will find multiple different ways to accomplish this. It's basically trying to put your body asleep while your brain remains fully functional. I had first stumbled across this on accident. It was was about 13 years ago. I was 20 years old. I had been curious about my dream-states for as far back as I can remember. Even as a child I would sometimes wake up in the middle of my dream and yet still be sleeping. I found, over time, that i could actually control my dreams, albeit haphazardly. What humans call "soul-traveling", or "astral-projection-ism" were dream-states that I often strived to attain. I kept in mind my one goal: To control my dream. Play it like a video game. Every dream I have now, to one degree or the next, follows these same basic criteria. I don't remember exactly what my toxicological state was. I remember that i got myself nice and sleepy, then drank an ass-pile of coffee. It succeeded. I remember becoming this big, purple monster. I remember being in a house full of corpses that suddenly spring to life. Since I was dreaming I decided to put a weapon in my hands. Buck-shot killed every zombie in the house. Next thing I know I hear people talking about what I'm doing. But this is different from one's regular dream cues. I listen for my body and I can hear it breathing heavy, almost snoring. I thought I was alone in the room but I can hear these people on the same plain that I can hear myself almost-snoring. A hint of excitement growing in their voices as I listened. They were fully aware of every little nuance of what was taking place. Better than I was, obviously. So I send my body a signal and "shock" myself awake. As I'd suspected, originally, I was alone. Let me better elaborate on what has just taken place. With the extra voices, that is. Imagine that you're in a hypnosis session. Only instead of just doing what the hypnotherapist impels you to do, you become every bit aware of the session; therefor being able to accomplish most of the same feats with the session as the hypnotherapist. How do you think the hypnotherapist would react? Same excitement. Same two trains-of-thought. I'm leaving y'all with this, for now. I'll write some more later. Send some kind of feedback, if you wanna. I get bored easily.