Personal experiences

garuda79 · Joined: 09 Oct 2007 Posts: 39 Location: South Florida

Lifetime of encounters: A recollection of anomalous events by Albert S. Rosales

Why have I always been curious and attracted by paranormal events and strange incidents? I wish I knew the complete answer. But I can remember growing up in Santa Clara, Las Villas (then) Cuba and as I child experiencing events which I can now only look back and realize that they were “not normal”.

One of my earliest memories which I have only mentioned a couple of times (along with almost everything I am mentioning in this summary) was in Santa Clara, where me and my family lived in a unpaved road called “Callejon de las Flores” (literally translated to ‘Flowers alley”) I must have been around 6 or 7 when I was walking back to by room from the kitchen along a corridor which ran the length of the house when I glanced at an old mirror that hung from the wall on the corridor and saw the image of a man looking down at me with a broad smile on his face. At that time and now I could only describe the “man” as looking like those Spanish soldiers or Conquistadores pictured in old history books, wearing what seemed to be metallic armor and an oval metallic helmet, of course he had a black beard and was grinning down at me. Startled I looked behind me I found myself alone in the corridor and ran to the kitchen crying and told my mother; of course I was reprimanded for being “a dreamer”.

Around the same time I developed an uncanny fear of sleeping in the dark, a fear that I am somewhat ashamed to admit that remains with me to this day. I would run to my parent’s bedroom and beg to sleep with them, eventually they would relent and let me, but many times I ended up sleeping alone trembling with fear. It was during that same time period (1964-1965?) that I experienced a very vivid “dream” in which I was sitting at the kitchen table along with several very tall figures or luminous men (or maybe they wore metallic luminous uniforms) they seemed friendly and spoke to me for what seemed like a long time, they told me their name and other details which to this day I do not recall, I never encountered them again in my “dreams”.

One summer in the same year my family and I went to a beach in Las Villas Province on the north coast called ‘El Salto” near the fishing town of Caibarrien. One morning I left the cabana and was “lost” until close to 1800 hours. According to my mother I was found at the end of a disuse pier which was very difficult to reach since most of the boards were missing or broken, they never understood how (a very young boy) made it safely to the end of the pier without falling in the water. Of course all I could remember from that day was walking alone in the sand when suddenly several ‘crabs’ came out of nowhere and approached me. Later I found myself lying down on the floorboards at the end of the pier looking into the water.

Maybe 6 months after this “encounter” my favorite uncle which I loved dearly died in a horrible car accident on his way to Matanzas province in Cuba. Me, my mother (his sister) were terribly affected by this, and my mother required months of psychiatric therapy to deal with this unfortunate event. Perhaps a week after his death I experienced something that at that time I thought it must have been related to uncle’s Toño’s passing, but I remain unsure. One afternoon as I walked to my grandmother’s house along the same unpaved road something made me glance up to the northwest sky, there among the clouds I saw what resembled a white cloaked human shaped figure which seemed to be staring down at me, I could not tell how far away it was and could not see any facial features. At this point the figure seemed to wave at me several times, but remained still in place, I stopped and waved back several times, briefly thinking that it must have been my dead uncle’s spirit, this went on for several seconds until I briefly glanced away to see if there was anyone else around and when I looked back the cloaked figure had vanished. It was around this same time during one of the numerous blackouts in the area that while several neighbor’s sat outside talking and I played dominos with some of the other children, a luminous object seemed to drop out from the sky and glide above a row of houses directly across from mine, of course I had no idea what it was and I have never heard of UFOs or Ovnis, it seemed to be a metallic egg-shaped craft which emitted a luminous beam of white light from its bottom section. No one could hear any sound coming from it and many of the neighbors yelled out that it was “Los Americanos!” due to the post-Bay of Pigs hysteria that persisted in the region. After a few seconds the object glided over my house and over the indoor patio, I ran inside the house and ran after the object, I looked back and realized that I was alone; everyone else seemed to have lost interest on it. The object stopped over the patio and seemed to hover there forever while I stood mesmerized under it, staring at its lights. Before I knew it the craft was gone and it was very late, I seemed to be wet and everyone had gone to bed. I have no other memories of that night. Also around the same time period again while under another blackout I was outside playing alone in the street when I heard a terrific sound directly above me, which today I could only compare it to an aircraft breaking the sound barrier, that very well might have been the case. A few days after that again under blackout conditions several neighbors and me saw a huge ‘ball of fire” hovering close to the ground at the end of the unpaved street, we all ran into our homes.

At age 9 my family finally got their visa to migrate to Spain and eventually to the USA. We live in Madrid Spain for almost a year (in the famed Barrio Lavapies neighborhood). During my stay in Spain (1968) there was a nationwide UFO flap at the time and remembered reading about incidents in the newspaper. This was the first time that I heard of the possibility of extraterrestrial craft visiting the Earth.

Me and my family moved to Miami in late 1968 and my experiences continued, I have now become very interested (sometimes obsessed) with the UFO phenomena and other paranormal themes. I read my first UFO book which I believe was one of Frank Edward’s books and have not stopped since.

During 1969 I remember writing to APRO after me and my sister saw a strange object hovering outside our apartment window one night, the object seemed metallic and had what appeared to be legs hanging down from it. I never received a reply from APRO.

During the early 70’s I experienced several incidents which remain unexplainable to this date. I recall during the wave of 1975, possibly during November, me and my late father were walking out of a local grocery store when we both looked up towards the north and saw what appeared to be a formation of crimson colored discs flying briskly over the city in an echelon formation. As we stood and watch an elderly gentleman seemed to come out of nowhere and go directly to us without looking at what we were looking at immediately attempt to debunk the incident, explaining the event as “an air force experiment” (again he did not bother to look up) and I couldn’t understand how can explain something away like that. I had never seen him before and never saw him again; he looked “very normal” elderly white gentleman with thinning hair and glasses.

In late 1975 or 1976 I was visiting the same supermarket when I noticed a strange “family” walk into the store. They definitely looked out of place but no one else seemed to pay any attention to them, I felt somewhat embarrassed as I stared at them. They looked “Scandinavian” very tall and thin, with sparsely blondish hair covering their oversized heads, they had large blue oval shaped eyes and wore loose-fitting clothing. I remember seeing a father, mother and two youngsters, perhaps a girl and a boy. They wondered around the store and then left in a brand new black vehicle possibly a Mercedes. A couple of months later as I walked to the end of my street where we lived a car pulled behind me and stopped, when I looked I was stunned to see the same “Scandinavian” family, in a brand new black car. I remember them asking directions, I don’t recall where to, by they seemed very familiar. In August I joined the US Navy and went to boot camp in Great Lakes outside of Chicago. At that time I had subscribed to the old Saga UFO Magazine, which I enjoyed immensely, and received it at the base. I still chuckle at times when one day I was called into the office of the commanding officer and was asked why I subscribed to “this rag”, as he held the latest copy up to my face. However he let me keep it.

While at book camp I remember one paranormal event that occurred at the barracks one night while I was pulling guard duty from 0100A to 0500A (I think). One of the fellow recruits, W.H. came running over to where I was standing guard, he seemed scared and was sweating profusely, and he told me to follow him to his standup locker. I did while and while I approached the locker I could hear a loud tapping sound, coming apparently from inside one of the drawers in the locker, the tapping sound got louder and by now there were several of us awake. At this point W.H. said something that stunned all of us, he said that the tapping was “the spirit of his grandfather who had passed and was here visiting him”. Obviously some of the men did not believe him and went back to sleep but some others including me, took him seriously. One of the men took the locker apart in order to find a rational explanation but the tapping went on. W.H. decided to get some sleep and we all left him. The tapping soon stopped.

I was a radioman onboard the USS Yosemite AD-19, a destroyer tender (now decommissioned) out of Mayport Florida and during the winter of 1977 went on my first Mediterranean cruise. It was mostly uneventful for one time while the ship was moored at the Balearic port of Palma de Mallorca I was on the top deck looking through the ship’s binoculars and noticed what appeared to be a silvery disc flying over the town at a distance, it briefly stop to hover and then shot away. I never did mention this to anybody.

I received an Honorable discharge from the Navy in August of 1980 and went to work with my ailing father in Miami Florida. We spoke at times of my interest in UFOs and other paranormal subjects, he seemed skeptical on the surface but to this day I really think he was a believer. One evening while returning from work with him a bright white light with a cross like structure in the middle flew over the car, we both saw it and heard no sound.

In august 1989 my father would have a fatal stroke in the hospital and during the funeral there was a strange visitor at the funeral parlor. It was very late, close to 0400A and only the immediate family (brothers, me, my sister, and mother) and a couple of others were left in the viewing room. I heard a sort of a racket coming from the now locked front door and went to see what it was. At the front door I found a young employee of the parlor arguing with a “little man” wearing a dark brown suit and white tie who apparently insisted in being let in. The little man had a “swarthy” complexion, slanted eyes and did not seem familiar. The employee asked me if I knew the strange little man, I said no, and walked away. About 10 minutes later most of the remaining family members slept on the easy chairs and recliners, (I sat half awake on one of the recliners) I noticed the little man standing by my father’s casket, apparently talking to himself what I thought was gibberish or some kind of “chanting”. I could not get up from the recliner and everyone else was sleeping or catatonic. After a few minutes the little character walked away towards the front door and disappear, I never saw him again. Later I found out that only a couple of others had seen him that night. To this day I don’t know who he was.

Mysterious occurrences continue to happen in my life and sometimes these involved close family members. Around 1994 my youngest son (a skeptic now) swears he saw a disc with ‘windows” hovering at the end of the street where we used to live, in the Shenandoah section of Miami. He was serious about it and always insisted that he did not make the story up. I believed him. During this time and throughout my divorce I experience an endless bout of “night terrors” I felt drained and exhausted and almost went to a psychiatrist for help.

While living with my mother in the Coral Gables section of Dade County I saw a curious entity one day as I was leaving her complex. As I pulled out of the parking lot my attention was immediately draw to a strange “character” standing in the middle of the road and looking around as if lost. To this day I cannot say if the person was male or female but it was striking in appearance. The figure was very tall and broad, blond haired, and seemed to have a pair of folded wings on its back (!) it wore sandals and a robe-like tunic. It seemed powerful and totally out of place, it looked around and spotted me in my car and I felt some fear and apprehension, I looked away and drove in the opposite direction and when I looked back the figure had vanished.

Later while living in what I termed “the haunted duplex” I experienced some paranormal happenings. One night I woke up and saw a dark figure, possibly of a female looming over the bed, I screamed (waking everyone one up) and it vanished. Months later in the same room I saw an image in the mirror of somebody wearing brown tattered clothing, of course there was nobody there and when I looked again it was gone. Around the same time my middle son was studying late (in the same duplex) when he felt something brush past him, looking back he saw what he described as a bearded man wearing a brown monk’s habit who disappeared. He felt no fear and thought the figure was benevolent. Again in the same duplex one afternoon as I slumbered in the sofa I saw the figure of woman with long hair and wearing a white robe quickly scamper from my bedroom to the bathroom. I got up and of course there wasn’t anybody there. One of my latest episodes involved a rather severe case of night terror in which I suddenly felt extreme terror and felt “a ball of energy” land on my chest. I tried to scream but only managed weak groans, the more I tried to move the more pain I felt as it seemed to “crush” me, I stopped struggling and it suddenly went away.

I will continue to record all other incidents and try to remember some forgotten ones.

March 6, 2007

Albert S. Rosales
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**Skeptical** · Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2008 4:43 pm Post subject:

It is amazing to me that some people (I don't know whether to call them lucky or not) seem to have repeated brushes with UFO and/or paranormal phenomena. I am pretty close to the other end of the spectrum having only had a very few experiences that still cause me to scratch my head.

I once read an article at the CUFOS website by an author who had a UFO sighting but one which was so dependent of the position of the witnesses, that it appeared the sighting was specifically for their benefit. In your case, it can only be interpreted that some of these manifestations were specifically for your eyes. The question is why? Why does the phenomenon zero in on certain people (as Keel speculated in his books)? I don't have any answers, Albert, but I enjoyed reading your experiences immensely. Thanks for sharing!

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**dr wu23** · Joined: 24 Jun 2007 Posts: 2254 Location: Indiana

I'm one of those who has never had any manner of paranormal experience...at least none that I thought was very weird. I did have a couple of odd college experiences but then I was in an altered state of consciousness at the time. Wink

There are a couple of ideas on why certain people have them and others do not. One hypothesis is that certain people are more in tune due to natural psychic/esp abilities in their family genetics though science has not found any gene that codes for this as far as I know.
The other is that artistic/creative people are more lkely to have such experiences. This is similar to the above idea just from another angle.
Graham Hancok (see Supernatural) and a few others (DMT: The Spirit Molecule by Strassman) think it might be due to a higher amount of DMT (dimethyltyrptamine) in their brain which has been shown to be a facilitator for hallucinagenic and 'spiritual' experiences. Daniel Pinchbeck has also written on this and in the past Terrance McKenna has commented on this too.

As far as ufo sightings or encounters with 'alien' ships (assuming they are aliens), it probably is just happenstance or random chance due to location in those cases...but maybe the 'aliens' are after certain people. I wish they would take a few away that I could name. Wink

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**TheScamDetective** · Joined: 15 Jun 2007 Posts: 1351 Location: California

I think when it comes to ufos, it's purely random.
As for the paranormal, that could be due to some people being more receptive than others.
I have had experiences off and on...but no pattern or predictability to them.
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garuda79 · Joined: 09 Oct 2007 Posts: 39 Location: South Florida

Scam, I truly believe that younger people are more receptive to "other" realms, some learn to deal with or control it
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**Carol Nistri** · Joined: 16 Jun 2007 Posts: 3292

Albert,welcome and I enjoyed your story immensly,when I was a kid,(one of nine) I had several things happen that earned me a title of "weird kid" if youve grown up in a family of irish boys and girls you know what a tough crowd they can be. As a result I became a bit of a loner,yup,even in a family of eleven people I found ways to be alone,My dogs for one,Id hook them up cross the street and learned every inch of the woods there. I loved it,first thing I would do after school would be to rush upstairs change into my jeans and flannel shirt and off Id go with not only my dogs but the neighbors dogs. On one occasion I was walking in the Hockunum river,it was only knee high and the day was hot. The dogs were ahead of me but never out of sight.I had the feeling that something was above me,I glanced upwards and the strangest strangest feeling came over me.
I was being watched.There wasnt a cloud in the sky but the feeling that someone or something was up there watching me was so strong I left the water,whistled for the dogs and left the woods.I didnt return for weeks. Then there was the time I was a teenager when the whole family tried and tried to find out what the heck was wrong with me.I was terrified,nothing happend that I ever recalled but I went thru a period of absolute terror that drove my family crazy. "Whats the matter with you",my sister asked in exasperation one day,I truely couldnt tell her but I felt terror over nothing.Beautiful sunny day school was out and Id be curled up in a ball on my bed.It was only having to take the dogs out that got me to leave my room.I started to take them out at night.My family had lives to live and you can imagine what it was like for my parents to feed and handle nine irish kids.There was no time for my nonsense. I was reminded of that time by another sister years later,she thought that by now Id be willing to tell her what the heck was so terrible,to this day I havent a clue,but I will say this.My Dad used to listen to the Red Sox on the radio on our side screened in porch.He asked that coffee and a cheese tray be brought out,my mom prepared it and gave it to me to bring to him,on the way thru the dining room out to that porch a dirigible came over the house and I could hear music coming from it,I nearly peeded my pants.
I hurriedly brought the coffee and cheese tray to my Dad and went back into the house and into a closet.I pushed my way to the back of it and stayed there,goofy huh.I havent a clue as to the why of all of this but reading your story brought it back. Its good to know you were going thru the same or similar things.Welcome Al.