ZOZO, The Reptoid
The following is a brief synopsis of my encounter with ZOZO, a Reptoid. The story is true with no embellishments of any kind; take from it what you will.
ZOZO came to me in March of 1994 via the Ouija board. I thought I could handle it as my knowledge of the metaphysical is extensive. I WAS WRONG. He talked to me on the board many times, telling me that he was a GUARDIAN for spirits in LIMBO who were not allowed to ascend to the higher realms yet. He had a habit of cutting others off the board and seemed to want to dominate it. I asked him if he was "evil" and he bristled at this stating, "I AM NOT EVIL."
He told me that HYDROPONICS was the job of the future. He was extremely intelligent (although somewhat manic and subject to wide range mood swings). Anyway, he had a great sense of humor, if somewhat sardonic, and closed every session with, "Love you, Myhoran."
Now, for those of you reading this, let me take an aside to warn you: Don't use the board. Ever. If you do, you will open up a world from which you cannot escape and have experiences that you cannot begin to process yourself. After six months of communicating with him, a friend of mine, who is extremely gifted psychically, told me that I would, indeed, "see ZOZO" in the near future. I thought she was off her mark this time and put it aside.
Exactly two weeks later, on Labor Day 1994 at 3:17 a.m., I was sound asleep only to be awakened by something pushing my hand against my wrist, which really hurts if you do it hard enough. I looked up and there, only mere inches from my face, stood the most breathtaking being you could ever imagine. His legs were overly muscular and dark greenish with scales. His waist was thin and his torso put the most proficient bodybuilder to shame. There was a mist covering his face so I was not able to look into his eyes. The whole room took on a pinkish hue as this event was happening.
During this sighting (which only lasted six seconds, but changed my life), I could hear the name ZOZO repeatedly emanating from him telepathically. I actually knew what I was looking at, but primal fear exploded from me with my standing straight up in my bed and screaming. After he vanished, I laughed hysterically and tried to get a grip on myself. The next day in talking with him on the board, he proudly remarked, "Did you see my legs? Aren't they beautiful? I'm a good dancer."
Okay, it is now April 2005 and I know a lot more than then. ZOZO was definitely a Reptoid, or in Christian dogma a demon whose name equals Abaddon: the Destroyer.
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