Alien Abductions - Missing Time?

Ever had a feeling that something was not quite right, but you couldn't put your finger on it? Or perhaps a sudden need to question your own memories, or the lack of them perhaps? Yes, many of us have felt similar feelings and pains of an unknown origin. My own starts as follows:

It was spring break in Abilene Texas were I was attending Abilene Christian University as a junior in March of 1975. The last thing I remember seeing as I left the area was the image of Moody Coliseum fading into the background as I left that morning around 6 AM to head for Fort Worth Texas and the Santa Fe railway station to catch a ride to my home in the Chicago area. I know my exact departure time because I set my watch by the four faced clock in the student center as I stood in front of it a little before 6 AM (the cafeteria was unfortunately not open). After setting my watch I headed east on Interstate I-20 towards Fort Worth about 150 miles away.

How often have you found yourself driving down the road, the gentle movement of the car swaying you back and forth and the road ahead seems to almost be hypnotic and you find yourself almost lulled to sleep, then suddenly you shake it off, fearful that you almost fell asleep at the wheel. Such was the way I felt only a few miles outside of Abilene (or so I thought) when I came back to my senses. Yet to my amazement I was only about 15 miles away from downtown Fort Worth and yet only a half an hour had passed according to my watch (yes it said 6:30 AM). Now I am not a big believer in the fantastic, but how is it possible to travel over one hundred and thirty miles in only a half an hour. Oh yes, I know what you are thinking...perhaps my watch was wrong. That's what I thought until I got to the railroad station and the station clock had the same time that my watch did. So now what do you say?

"Missing Time" is what they call it and I can understand why. With such a radical event you would think that I would be unable to put it out of my mind and yet before the day was over I wasn't giving it a second thought and isn't that just as strange for such an unusual event? That is also another indication of "Missing Time".

It would take me over five years to finally question the circumstances of that day. In this case I went to a prominent Houston Texas psychologist who was very adept at hypnotism and I asked her to help me recall the missing events of that morning over five years ago. When the session began everything was normal, but as she enabled me to go into a deeper and deeper trance, she began to ask what I was observing from that morning. In an almost eerie out-of-body voice the reply came back as "NO". As she persist to gain access to the memory an “alternate” personality (it seemed as though it was a completely different individual), in a distinctly different voice screamed "NO MORE" at the hypnotist and I was forcibly pushed to consciousness, no longer under her hypnotic control. The psychologist and her assistant were so shaken by the entire event, that she immediately asked me and my friend to leave, but before we left she stated that never in her whole career, spanning 15 years, had she ever witnessed such an event. She strongly urged us to “leave it alone”. And that my friends is where it has remained to this day. What do you think?