My name means “Wanderer”...

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If it cant be proven... Seem atleast plausible and theres no visible gain for the one claiming it... Doubt is pointless.

You're right. The evidence is somewhere above material world...

he called me mentally ill and said that he is an engineer and does not believe stupid childish stories and will believe that ufos exist only if he sees himself.

Well, its clear that your boyfriend is a douche >.

or thinking that "Amicus mihi Plato, sed magis amica Veritas". We had two different type of truth... unfortunately

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What hidden knowledge of the world would that be?

I'll try to express the understanding in the second part of the story...

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PART TWO
WHAT ALL THIS WAS FOR - THE Law of One

Dream and real contacts. Brother in Sorrow
Little bit earlier, right after i remembered about the contact, the dream was given to me, that seemed meaning much. Having realized myself in a dream, I found myself trying to runaway from a group of people. Actually, it was difficult to call ‘em “people”, they looked strange. Dressed in all black, with dry yellowish skin and their eyes closed, they were running some steps behind me and murmured “get rid of her”. Why? There was a strange combination of compassion and fear, born inside me, but I knew I have to run. Finally I was trapped, and, usual in such dream situations, that blond guy appeared nearby, took my hand and we somehow broke through the crowd and ran again. He took me to a high metallic fence, I could not see what’s behind. Those people came closer but for some reason, they could not decide to attack. He jumped on the top of the fence that easy as if there was no gravitation, I tried to do the same but failed, he helped me to get on the top. We were sitting on the fence and he said: “This is the LAST frontier. And I can’t help you to make the last step no matter how I want to. This one, you should do yourself.” Then he jumped to the other side. I could not see what was there. But at that moment those people decided to attack me. There was no choice, and I jumped to the other side, too. There was a big field with lots and lots of planes on it. It looked like an airport, but there were two things about it that looked strange. First, no one around there, no people at all. Next, the planes were of different types! Passenger planes, old biplanes, war jet planes and bombers, huge cargo planes, small sport ones, produced in different time periods in different countries, and all of them were left, no people around. And, above the field there was a red warm sun shining, either a sunset or a dawn, I couldn’t tell for sure. But it gave me the sense of peace and hope, and I felt the right way to go. The planes there were left as not necessary things now, when people at that side of the fence could fly without. I laughed and ran towards the sun, jumped and flew with that feeling of freedom and happiness I never felt in real life.
This was a hint, I thought when woke up. This was a good hint.
Then there was a day, when I met my blond friend in person, in regular life, not dreaming. He was blond, with sorrowful blue eyes, like an angel from a picture? Walking along the street.
We were quarreling with my ex boyfriend and he told me the phrase "there's no God, at all" and started explaining why. Then i saw that guy, walking and looking at me. He sat down on the bench on the opposite side, our benches were divided by a flowerbed. My ex was talking why there is no God, blah-blah, the blond guy was looking at me and i thought maybe he heard our talk and just felt compassion to me. I was not sure but felt as if we met before. I had no idea that this person is just that friend from a dream, this could not come to my head, looked really fantastic. He took a pen and a piece of paper out of his pocket and started writing. Then came to me and gave that piece of paper and went away. Silent. I thought "now or never" and ran and catched him up by the hand. He looked surprised and as if felt a sudden pain. I asked him "Who are you? What's your name?" He said "Does it really matter?" I repeated a question and he answered "You may think that i am an angel of yours" then he just went away while i was standing amazed by the answer. After some time i asked my ex if it was a real situation to check that i was not dreaming or something. He said, yes, really, there was a strange blond guy, you were not dreaming. He asked me what was in the note? if there was a telephone number or something like that.
In that note there was only one phrase "Please. Believe that God exists and that He can hear you."
After some time, there was my last dream when we met. It was a sudden meeting, I was dreaming about wandering in the shop and choosing a hand watches, I took one I liked most, decorated with small white crystals, and suddenly felt being taken into another dream time\space via a tunnel portal. There was a small room, it looked abandoned. Like a secret place. He was standing there, waiting for me. He said: “This is the last time we meet here. I was told by Others to keep from interfering too much. This was a strict Order”. He looked sad. I asked why they gave such an order and if someone has the right to give him orders. He answered “Yes. They have. We were not given the right to interfere THAT much, even for Good, and I knew it but broke the rule, I sometimes do, you know. Now I’m breaking the rule again, I must not visit you”. I asked him why? What’s wrong? Cause I appreciated his help really much. He said, “Yes, but this is a special time, you must do your task by yourself, you must make your own choice.” This was the last time. All I felt about that was sorrow, I lost my best friend, no matter he was not a human. Actually, I had no idea who he was. But that person gave the warm feeling of being Home, always. No home, anymore.
I told my mom about the last dream and that meeting in real. She said, maybe he is an angel, indeed. I asked her, who are angels, actually, she said she didn’t know. I asked her, are angels supposed to have THAT SORROWFUL eyes, shouldn’t they express light, happiness, power or something but sorrow?..
Time passed and the feeling of not doing right grew inside. Actually, that was a feeling of not doing anything. Not finding any answer.

Just unite your black and white - The Law of One
Then one strange thought stroke my mind. Black and White, Good and Evil, does this border exist? And if yes it does exist in where we live, how to amend the situation? The answer should be, “Just unite your black and white”. This phrase was dancing in my mind. When I was in a bus, and eating my dinner, and at night before sleeping. “Just unite your black and white, this is what will make things right, haha”. But to unite what? I needed a model. There should be a model, evidently. But, look, if there is a medal and it has two sides… and there are the dark and the light sides of the Moon, is it really possible to?..
Things changed after I bumped into “The Law of One” books. This was by chance, wandering in the internet. But hopefully, this was not by chance. This made sense.
The Oneness. Different densities. The change of the third one to the fourth. The wanderers from other planets. The loss of Memory about the True Reality. Illusion of duality. How the galaxies and the whole universe were created. Brothers and Sisters in Sorrow, coming to help us and to tell about One and Infinite Creator. Service to Others and Service to Self entities.
Everything that happened to me turned to have a sense now, and splinters finally formed the integral and understandable picture. The Law of One seemed to me the clearest and the most true material I’ve ever read, because everything I knew from the book was kept deep inside but forgotten.
All of you know that feeling of recognition when reading.
This is, maybe, the only criterion to understand if metaphysical information is truth or not.
I gave the books to all of my friends. Some of them have not started reading yet, some told me this is what they do not understand… but, You know, suddenly there came a deep understanding to me, they are not alien to me, no one. I’m not alien to this world, to people. Just little bit different way of thinking and this is not really that much to feel lonely. The feeling of being Home comes from within, not from being somewhere, though there are places where you may feel more ‘’home” than anywhere… But if the feeling of belonging comes from within and spaces does not matter much, I should find people to have same world views and same perception and being in this mental and spiritual connection will make all of us stronger so that we will be able to share the power with others…

Friends, it turned to be so simple to find the Law of One model!
Remember that phrase, “Just unite your black and white, this is what will make things right”, like a childish saying? I’ve managed to integrate the Black and the White when remembered about the Mebius tape. So we have a piece of tape, one side is dark, the other white. All we have to do is just to change the angle (of perception, as well, hah) – to turn one tip of the tape and combine and we can see now how black side turns white and vice versa, and two surfaces become one!
This is the model, likely. Two sides are separate and contradict in physical illusion, but in True, they are One, if you just change the angle, there’s no separation anymore…

With Love,
Xana