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Mary first contacted me by e-mail after discovering my website on-line and was quite enthusiastic about sharing her personal story with me. Here is Mary's initial contact.

From: "Mary"
To: Reptoid
Subject: So HAPPY to have FOUND you!
Date: Tue, 8 Oct 2002 18:42:56 -0400

I don't know where to begin or to tell you how reading the information on your website moved me to tears. I would first like to say, "Thank you" for your site, and for once, I finally felt like I was understood.

I've shared my Reptilian Experience with only a few individuals. I would like to share it with you briefly.

About 10 years ago, the last I heard him say was, "Don't cry, I'll be back. It will be years from now, but, I promise to come to you again." As you can probably guess by now, "him" was a magnificent being whom I called "Captain". The reason I called him "Captain" was due to the fact that when he told me his name, I shook my head and said, "Whoa! That's a hard name to pronounce, let alone remember; so, I'll just call you 'Captain'." This seems perfectly agreeable with my new friend. However, Captain has not yet returned. :( I do remember how depressed I was the following day.

Captain visited me about three times and shared information with me and even asked me questions about Human Beings in general. The thing I credit him the most with was that fact that he stopped some other uncomfortable experiences I was having with they Greys.

At the time I encountered Captain, no one had ever spoken of Reptilians. I could not find out any information on this Being. All I could do was describe him, and pray that someone knew what I was talking about. However, trying to describe a 7 foot tall, solid black being, with wings and scales wasn't very easy! All I could say was he looked like a "Lizard-type" thing! You know the look you get when people think you are crazy? Well, I got several of those looks and decided to just block it all out and pretend it was just a dream.

In 1996 or so, books and various information became more public about this type of Being. Yet, everything I read said they were here to either "eat me, clone me, or rape me". Geesh! How comforting! But, I knew in my SOUL, this was NOT true of the Being I encountered.

To this day, I know the Captain was neither a rapist, or some part of a "grand plan" to control the world using evil, or mind reading, "take over the world" games. I've searched time and again...and finally, found your site! ("Purple Crow") As I stated before, it brought tears to my eyes! I cannot thank you enough for your candor and honesty.

Since my encounter, I've grown a great deal. I've dealt with my own personal demons, and begun on a spiritual path of discovery. Somehow, I know my experience with the Being I called "Captain" is a part of this, but, I'm still trying to figure out where he fits in to the plan.

Any thoughts? And, thanks again. :)

Mary.

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I responded to Mary's introductory letter and encouranged her to share with me all the details that she could remember regarding her Reptoid contact encounters since no other Reptilian researchers would hear her out, for whatever reason they had at the time. I encouranged Mary to share what she felt most comfortable with and not to worry about the missing pieces yet as they will return over time. I told her that as she shares more about what she DOES remember, and as she realises that she's not alone with her Reptoid encounters, that she will remember more in time. Mary is a very sincere individual and is very funny as well. She shares my strange sense of humour and expresses herself openly and with simple purity.

From : "Mary"
To : "Purple Crow"
Subject : Re: So HAPPY to have FOUND you!
Date : Wed, 23 Oct 2002 19:52:06 -0400

Hey! I'm so sorry! Yes, I have a story to tell. I actually began working on the entire story, hoping you might share it with friends. However, I have not finished it yet:( But, I will!

Before I do, I would like for you to read some of the beginning for me and tell me what you think. I am a bit timid when it comes to writing. I left the story at the point that the greys and the Reptilain entered into the picture. I just didn't know who to "get" into that part...lol..

Anyway...here's a cut and paste of what I have so far. Do you mind reading over it and telling me what you think?

Hugs~ Peace, Light,
Mary.

1991: Virginia

Fall was always my favorite time of year. This particular fall was even more welcome after spending a hot summer in an old country farmhouse without air conditioning. The highlight of my summer was waiting for night to reach it's destination so I could turn on the water hose outside, and allow the cold water to lower my body temperature enough to catch a decent night's sleep.

My husband kept our home warm using firewood and an old kerosene heater during the fall and winter. We couldn't afford much more at the time, considering I did not have a job and he was an employee at a local government installation. Years later, he and I would divorce on somewhat civil terms, understanding that my experiences had forced me to grow in ways he was unwilling too. Moreover, he could neither comprehend my desire to continue my college education or assimilate my "odd" encounters that incredibly, he had been a witness too. Even though he had seen many things that verified my encounters, he would later dismiss them as "Demons". As much as that kind of rational hurt my marriage, it also taught me a lesson in hypocrisy: There are those that do "see", yet, do not "believe". Somehow they still maintain they are more blessed than others.

Blue Orbs - It Begins.

The Dining Room of our farmhouse had a large, square ventilation screen that filtered light through the dining room ceiling and entered into the upstairs bedroom. It was also an added feature as it allowed the heat from the fireplace below to travel to our bedroom.

Before retiring for the evening, it was tradition to get what you needed from the kitchen, and hurry upstairs and shut the door so no additional heat would be lost as it traveled upward into the top floor bedroom. My husband was waiting for me to grab a snack and settle in for the evening. While I opened the refrigerator door, the entire dining room and kitchen lit up neon blue. I slammed the refrigerator door, in shock, and ran up the stairs, inquiring if he had seen the light filtering from below. (The dining room windows were large and were positioned directly under the bedroom windows upstairs.) I was certain he had seen this light because it seemed to engulf the entire downstairs area. By the time I reached the bedroom, aghast and out of breath, he looked at me oddly, and said, "What are you making so much of a fuss over?"

"You didn't see the blue light?" I questioned. As I recounted what I had seen, at first he denied seeing anything. No more than five minutes later, he admitted that he did see a blue light coming from the downstairs window, but laughed at me and said, "You know that's just deer hunters shining their lights on the house looking for signs of Deer in the field." I reminded him that our house was not positioned in that fashion and that if it were Deer Hunters "Spotlighting" the house, the light would have been white, and not to mention, would have come from the direction of the road. He rolled over and went to sleep.

The next morning, he was up at 4 a.m. I was still asleep. I awoke several hours later and called him at work to discuss the previous nights events. He said nothing. Later that night, I continued to persist about the blue light. Unfortunately, it would a year later that he would tell me that on that very early morning, while I was still sleeping, that strange blue light had actually filtered up from downstairs into the bedroom while he was getting dressed for work. His excuse for not telling me would border on the pathetic: "Well, I was scared it would put you into a panic and you would have a panic attack or something, so I decided not to tell you." There would be many more incidents he would deny seeing. It did not matter if I were standing right next to him when they occurred. He would comment on them at first, in shock and great excitement. The next day, he would act as if nothing ever happened.

Now, you can see why I divorced the man a few years later! Why did he wait a year to tell me something that would back up my experience. To this day, I still don't have the answer to that.

Bloodstains on My Pillow and Bruises on My Thighs

Several weeks later, after the blue orbs had been seen flying outside my home and lighting up my dining room, I woke up to find that I had small blood stains on my pillow. I wondered if my nose was bleeding at night due to a possible sinus problem. It's funny, I didn't really question it at the time. I just went along as if it was of no importance. I knew I didn't have allergies or sinus problems. I did, however, notice that my outer thighs on both legs would be bruised. My husband would question me as to how they got there. (I guess he had every right to question. I sure wasn't having sexual relations with him. I avoided it as much as possible due to the fact that he was uncaring and insensitive to my needs in every way imaginable). Yet, I couldn't explain the bruises. They looked like finger prints; some that appeared as if someone was grabbing my outer thighs with 3 fingers. I felt extremely embarrassed that I could not explain any of the markings.

I simply said that I was running into objects while cleaning the house. What else was I supposed to think?

Later, I would come to understand that the bruises were a combination of several factors. But at this time, I only knew these markings would not be there before I went to bed.

To be contiuned.....

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I responded with a another letter and encouraged Mary to share more of her story with me as well as some personal details about herself as I wanted to present her to the world as someone just like you or I who has happened to have experienced one of the most proufound experiences imaginable - Reptilian ET contact.

From: "Mary"
To: "Purple Crow"
Subject: Re: So HAPPY to have FOUND you!
Date: Thu, 24 Oct 2002 17:56:43 -0400

Hi again:) I'm glad you read my "incomplete" story...lol..I've been too chicken to finish it..but, I will tonight or tomorrow and send it to you asap. I don't mind if you edit it at all! You may use it as you wish:) I tend to ramble on and on and on....lol..no one will ever accuse me of being "Short winded" LOL..:) I have the gift of "Gab" ...lol.

As far as sharing it with researchers....well, not really. I have shared and emailed my experiences to those who are "looking" for these types of experiences , and all I have gotten back was...."The Reptilians are evil"... in a nutshell. However, I just didn't buy that. Never will. Do I think "Some" have less than perfect intentions. Sure..just like many human beings! That is why I was so excited for find your site. Several years ago, I contacted Pamela Stonebrook after hearing her on a radio show, and she did email me back..she was very encouraging and understanding. I don't know many reseachers in the the "Reptilian" area...everyone seens to be so caught up in the Greys...(sighs).

BTW..I am a Medium...one of the little "Gifts" I discovered after all my experiences...lol.

Let's see...I'm remarried to a VERY OPEN minded fellow. I'm EXTREMELY political...hate war and think (certain politicians) are idiots. :)

Hugs, Peace, and Light!
Mary.

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Then I asked her for the rest of her story when she had time to complete it as my own excitement was growing by the day. Mary's story is similar to my own and I am very excited to present this to you. Mary and I, as well as many others whom have contacted me to share their personal stories of positive Reptilian contact, feel that there are not enough researchers who are willing to take upon the entire Reptilian story. There are good Reptoids and there are "bad" Reptoids. We are speaking out together so that we can publish these types of encounters with a more balanced approach to ET contacts. We are not alone in our experiences or our beliefs. Balance of emotion and consent is the key to living free.

From: "Mary"
To: "Purple Crow"
Subject: Here's the Rest.
Date: Fri, 25 Oct 2002 20:38:17 -0400

Well, here's the rest. I would have sent it earlier, but my server was down all day. Enjoy! P.S. Let me know what YOUR theory is about these events.

Hugs, Peace, Light!
Mary.

The Greys! What Pesky Little Suckers!

What began as bruises and a few blue orbs eventually turned into one of greatest "Screaming Human vs. Aliens Festivals" of my life! (Of course, when the Reptilian came to the rescue, he would find great humor in my temperamental outbursts! To this day, I think he enjoyed that aspect of my personality best. He liked that I was a fighter and that I would not tolerate anyone disrespecting my person and trying to terrorize me with fear.)

Next, there seem to be series of unwanted visitations from Greys in my home. Most of the time, I would wake up and see three of them, each a different size, standing in my bedroom doorway. One was about 5 foot tall, one was 4 foot tall, and the other was 3 feet tall. In a panic, I would attempt to wake up my husband. It was odd, because he would never awake! I would punch him, and even growl at him! Finally, I would cover my head with blankets and actually say the "Hail Mary". I would fall asleep.

Visitations like these occurred from 1991 to 1993. These would range from hearing loud "pops" in my ears (like someone was busting a balloon in my ear), to witnessing a pattern of semi-circle lights in my window--sort of like a 180 degree platform of lights at my window seal. I do remember being gripped with complete fear. I did not like them and I didn't wish to speak to them. These Beings bothered me a great deal. They seemed to have no compassion for me or my privacy. I was beginning to become angry and very negative after my encounters with these beings.

Enter "Captain"

During this period of 1991 - 1993, at some point, we moved our bedroom downstairs, into the area that was once used as a dining room. One night, I woke up in what I can only describe as a "waking dream" and looked over at my husband, and it was not my husband. It was my landlord. Yet, he was dead...lying in bed right next to me. I jumped up, out of breath, and turned on the light. No landlord. Just the husband...Hubby was still breathing. I woke the following morning and explained what I had seen. Two hours later, the wife of our landlord called. Our landlord had passed away during the night. After this incident, the experiences began.

Now, the experiences with the Captain are somewhat like a "Waking Dream". The only way I can explain it is like a dreamstate. It was more surreal than anything I can describe. It was if I was awake, yet still sleeping. The room would be full of this misty substance as white glow would be penetrating around me. I just can't explain the atmosphere of the experiences.

I remember being in this "State" and going over to the window to look at a white light I saw outside. What I witnessed was a huge, white glowing object in my yard. Standing outside of this craft (object) were other beings. Several were animals---a bear, and a deer. The others where human. One was a woman with long brown hair. Next, there was a 7-9 (?) foot tall black Being. I noticed this being had black skin, and the features of a reptile. His eyes were yellow, but he did not speak as we speak. He spoke telepathically.

I remember the Captain explaining that he was a part of some kind of "Federation" in the Galaxy. He had a mission that was largely based on research in the scientific arena.

His physical appearance was one of a walking half-Lizard, half-man. I remember noticing his scales were small... almost like snake skin. He had vertebra that were large and were bulging somewhat from his back. His spine seemed to almost protrude in some areas. He showed me that he had webbed fingers and toes. He asked what I thought about them. I told him it was, "Interesting but understandable". Also, he was EXTREMELY muscular. I could only describe his neck was similar to that of a Defensive End on a football team! His eyes were yellow and contained a black slit for each pupil. I do not recall a tail. However, most of the time, he was facing me.

His shoulders were very broad and there seemed to be something attached to his neck, making his neck and shoulders appear larger. I believe these were wings (?) that could be retracted somehow. (After a flying experience, I realized he had wings because he was the one that lifted me from the ground.)

He came over to my bedside and sat down. He began to look at the variety of books I had at my bedside. Then, he walked over to my bookshelf and did the same. I became extremely elated because I wanted to share information with him! I sensed he felt my excitement. He asked me, " What is this fascination with these type of books you have? Why are you Humans reading books on personal growth? What does that mean to you? What is the purpose?" I answered as best I could. I tried to explain that Human Beings were trying to understand themselves and their spirit. We were looking for answers to our origins. He nodded. He was very inquisitive. I rambled on and on. This is typical for me. I am full of gab and love to share ideas and information with others. The Captain loved this aspect of my personality.

He went on to tell me that not many Humans thought as I did and that he had been very disappointed in other human beings he'd encountered. He told me I was different and unique. He relayed to me that I was very special and that I needed to cherish my soul. He then told me his name. It was a very long name, which was phonetically difficult to pronounce. He impressed a name that was something like , "Quan**za*****************". I thought, "Forget that! Do you mind if I just called you Captain?". He agreed. He also laughed at my appointed name for him. He delighted in me and I enjoyed that a great deal.

I then began going through each book and explaining to him their purpose. I actually asked him if he wanted to take some with him. I specifically remember him replying back to me, "No" and chuckling. I really wanted him to have these books so he could understand. Next thing I recall was him walking back to the craft. I have no memory what anything else that occurred that time. Many of my memories are in pieces. To this day, I know there is more. I have yet to uncover them.

He Took Me Flying!

There is so many blank holes and so many things I do really do not remember. I wish I did. I know more happened during these encounters.. All I am left with are the basics. I just know that I came to actually love this Being. It was like he was apart of my soul. The questions still boggles my mind.

On another experience, I remember being in front of the glowing craft again. I was just standing there and I saw him. He said, "I have something to show you". Then, all of the sudden, I was lifted by him and then flying over the trees behind our backyard into a large field that had recently been harvested. I remember laughing and saying, "Whoaaaaa! This tickles!" (When I look back I must have seemed rather childlike, but I still remember laughing as he somehow flew me over these 50-100 foot trees~!)

When I landed, the dust from the field was all around me and all I could see was this dust and a bright white light hovering above me, engulfing the area in which I stood. When the dust settled, about 100 deer were all around me. I heard him say to me, "I am taking them with me. They are being mistreated here and used for the wrong purpose. Say good-bye to them. They will no longer be in this area." He also mentioned that something similar was occurring with Whales. I do not recall to what extent concerning the Whales. I walked up to one deer and petted it. I remember the Deer sending me an emotion--Pure love.

I remember telling my husband that the large, black being had come and taken all the deer. He said, "That's doubtful. Deer season is always great around here". Now, about one month later, an article appeared in the local newspaper that Deer Hunters where coming up empty handed. The paper questioned whether or not some viral infection had plagued the deer. Or, had they moved further into the woods? I knew the answer. The Captain had taken them. I knew they would be in a better place.

The Craft: Greys/Browns/Reptilian/Other Beings

I was once on a craft that in which very tiny Beings led me down a hallway. These Beings were no more than 1-2 feet tall. They were like children, flocking to my energy: giggling, playing, and very excited that I was there. They had small suction like cups on their fingers. They were jumping around on my shoulders, grabbing my legs and ankles and actually having a delightful time with me. However, my mood at the time was basically, "I'm sick of these Greys and other Beings and I want answers!" As I said before, I've always been a fighter. My fight was for truth.

I began taking the tiny creatures and pushing them away, brushing them off my back, legs, and shoulders. Then, I saw the Captain watching me at the end of this hallway. The hallway was lit up, glowing white with silver and metallic colors. I saw the Captain and was both elated and frustrated. I wanted answers. I was tired. I was unhappy. He knew this and understood. The Captain waved his arm once, and the tiny creatures left me. I thanked the Captain, and approached him. I said to him in tears, sobbing like a spoiled child, "I am so tired and angry. I want the Greys to leave me alone. I cannot tolerate their intrusions into my life! I sobbed heavily. The Captain nodded. It was as if he was testing my resolve.

Then, I was allowed to roam the craft. I found an opening that was very small. I crawled into this opening. It was only about 4 feet high, but I wanted to crawl inside and see where it would lead.

It opened up into a small cockpit. The chairs were very tiny. I looked around and a Grey was sitting in one of the control chairs. I said, "Hey! What are you doing in here?" This Grey Being turned around quickly and looked at me. The Grey had a uniform on that tightly clung to his skin. His uniform also had an insignia on the front. It was like a black triangular patch. The Grey looked at me and was VERY Hostile to my presence. This Being looked right at me. I saw his eyes were HUGE, black, and forbidding. I thought angrily , "There's another one of those *^$% creatures!" I then began to let this Grey know that I didn't appreciate his kind coming to my home. That was a mistake.

Next, the Grey said to me something I will never forget. To this day, I refer to this one as the "Mad Hornet" because of his hatred of me. He responded, "All I have to do is think about killing you and it is done. I want you dead. You are no more than an ant, or any other animal that could die at my hands with a single thought." I knew he meant business. He hated me. There was no doubt that if he had the opportunity, and if I wasn't so special to my Captain, he would have harmed me. I left him immediately, gripped with fear.

After that little showdown with the Grey, the I was in front of the Captain again. He then told another group of Beings (not Greys but similar, just with brown skin) to take me to a room. There was a table in this room. The Brown ones had me sit on this table and I saw a needle was being prepared for me.

I began to protest this. I asked the Brown ones what this was for. One of them told me it was simply to help me forget. "Forget?" I protested loudly and turned my head and saw the Captain watching me closely. I said to him, "Please, no....I want to remember. Don't take this memory from me! I beg of you! I want to remember! I need this Captain! I was pleading at this point. I was angry, I was childish, I was determined. I was depressed. The Captain said to them, "Do as she wishes. Anything she wants, she will get." He then telepathically told me it would be "OK" and that I could have anything I desired. He made it clear that I was SPECIAL. To this day, I ponder about what he wanted and how I was involved in this entire adventure.

The next morning , I woke up to find that I had a very small surgical cut at the base of my spine. It was a perfect incision. I still have the scar and I have no memory of how it got there. I have no memory of any kind of operation. From that encounter came peace. I had no more contact with any Greys or another Beings, other than the Captain.

About six months later, I awoke and found myself standing directly in front of my Captain. He was so tall that I had to stretch my neck to get a good look at his face, his eyes and his features. I remember thinking how very dark he was...how black his skin was....how yellow his eyes were. He looked down at me very lovingly. He filled my heart with pure love. It was love he had for me. He expressed how he had enjoyed and delighted in me. I then began to ask him questions: "Why are you here? What is this Federation? What has been happening to me? What do you want of me?"

He chuckled. His energy was kind and gentle. His love was pure. I knew in that instant he loved me very deeply. Again, he listened to my questions and smiled. He was silent. He was enjoying me so much. I made him happy. I made him laugh. The entire time I was asking questions, I felt like I was a child of some kind, and he, was a wise teacher who simply was in awe of me.

Finally, after I had finished my questions he took my hand. He had me look again at his webbed fingers and feel his dark skin. All was quiet until he said, "I have to leave you now." I looked up and told him I wanted to hear no such thing. "You will be back soon" I said. "No, I must go for now. I have many things I must do and you will wait for me. I will be back, I promise." I began to sob. I didn't believe he would leave me. I cried and he looked at me and took me into my kitchen toward the door. The white light began to faintly enter the room. "Yes, I am leaving. I have missions to complete. I am needed badly and I must go. Do not cry my dear...I will be back but it will seem as if years will pass. But, you must remember...it may be 10 years for you, but I will come back for you. You have more to do. You have a mission too. You have many things to learn. I promise you. I will be back and I will need you again." He left.

That was 1993. He made good on his promise and has not returned. What does he need? I do not know. What else does he want from me? I do not know. I know he's coming back. I have no doubt.

--End--

There is much more to Mary's story which remains blocked from her memories, but like myself, I know that with time, patience and positive encouragement these memories slowly surface to show us the bigger picture. This is very exciting for the both of us as we seem to have mutually shared similar experiences. I am always hopeful that a massive Earth changing event will soon transpire as this is what Humanity needs in order for us to reawaken to it's full potential. Change is good when the current path we find ourselves on is a destructive one full of fear and misunderstandings about the completeness of our potential and our true natures. Perhaps in some cases these positive entities are assisting Humanity to survive themselves more than for their own personal study. As always, I am hopeful that truth will always prevail as it has done in the past - and more recently as we evolve into this new paradigm together.