I had to share what I’m experiencing this morning. It’s very, very odd. 

The reason I’m mentioning Andrew Hennessey is that colors have played a part in his awakening process as regards our strange reality; specifically, with regard to ETs. In Hennessey’s case, he believes that colors were used as a sort of manipulation.

Here’s the specific example that sprang to mind (from Andrew Hennessey’s “Escape From Earth” - about two-thirds the way down that ebook),

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In order for the aliens to assimilate us into their matrix I have formed the theory that they act upon us by presenting the anti-thesis to every kind of aspiration and hope that we may possess.

The aliens would engineer and present negative counter examples to our best personal and social hopes so that they can make us feel cut off and isolated and disorientated. By thus isolating us in a hopeless state we become easier to acquire and manipulate.

It’s true to state that I have an actual real time example of them trying to do that with me. I owned this beautiful, rich and empowering red raincoat. It was a classy item made in Germany with the best of German engineering etc etc it was disaster proof, rugged, made to last etc I was walking through the park when I saw two cars come along the park road. Both were red.

The first car was a beautiful new expensive small car the same colour red as my coat, and the other car following directly behind, driving illegally, was a dark, very old rusty red small car  and as the two cars passed by I immediately spotted that it appeared that someone had taken a pot of the beautiful fresh red expensive paint the same colour as the front car and of my coat and had arbitrarily splashed it as if thrown onto the hood of the following car.

It wasn’t some new artform … it was as if the fresh new red was being thrown downmarket and being transferred and downgraded onto something old and past it. The values of my red coat were being depressed.

As soon as I recognized the total bizarre impossibility of there being anywhere a pot of paint that would ever be thrown on a car hood and the same colour of red as the car in front and my coat I just said … you’ve got to be kidding.

As soon as I said that … the old car suddenly stopped in the road and sat there and put on its hazard warning lights – like I had just terminated a sub-routine in a computer program.

In my opinion, the aliens had been presenting social theatre to counter and negate my feeling of integrity and social independence. If its happening to me – its also happening to many others too. Trying to get us to stop resisting the upload by making us feel hopeless. Whatever good things we have – these particular aliens want us to feel disappointed with.

What I had just observed was social theatre that had created disturbing recombinations around familiar patterns, objects and symmetries such that it produces a devaluation of and transfer of our aspirations and attitudes towards something good onto lesser quality social objects and social investments. In this case overt degradation.

The Greys, however, use covert tactics too to gather their soul bits and pieces or soul-dust as per the recent movie ‘The Golden Compass’.

You could ask if it were humanly possible to recognise the difference between Grey and Reptilian telepathy and the answer would be that even if we could process this information at human speeds, whatever was happening would be all over before we could identify the perpetrators. We do know that the end effect in both cases is an annulment of something of ours that is good.

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So, in my case, about which I haven’t yet come to a conclusion (but will speculated at the end of this article), yesterday, I ran across a female coworker, who was wearing a full-length, hunter green dress. 

This is the first time I’ve seen this coworker, or really any coworker in this, or any other “bold” color.

In any event, for some reason, this coworker was wearing this very  deep green dress. I commented that she looked ready for St. Patrick’s Day.

I had forgotten about the green dress until this morning when I passed  another coworker’s office and see the color green again out of the corner of my eye.

I don’t think about it as I near my office until I glimpse, again, out of the corner of my eye, what appears to be another coworker with a striking green shirt.

My thoughts immediately go back to yesterday and my curiosity becomes piqued. I was going about my morning, fairly unaware of my surroundings, so it’s interesting I even noticed.

A moment or so later I had to leave my office, so I decided to just get a full look at these two male coworkers to see if in fact they were each, for the first time in my recollection, wearing green.

Imagine my utter surprise when I see them both wearing green shirts.

Then, as I’m heading back to my office, I notice a green binder on a cabinet that I hadn’t seen before.

A few moments later I had to leave to a different part of the building I’m in and run into another male coworker – wearing a hunter green knit cap (the cap actually, exactly matched the green dress my other coworker wore).

This sight was so odd, but also somewhat oddly expected that I actually felt like I’d slipped into some weird alternate reality, just a little. Everything green was leaping out at me. It felt really weird.

Then, on my way back to my office, I looked on the floor to see a hunter green length of some sort of plastic that made no sense as to where it came from or why it was there.

Now, one could say that the woman with the green dress subconsciously impressed the color green upon these individuals, who for some reason all decided to wear green today. I can buy that.

And one can also say that since I was seeing green everywhere that I was “looking for it”. I can also buy that.

However, the green binder that just appeared, and this about 8” long piece of hunter green plastic on the floor are just too coincidental to ignore.

The experience was all actually sort of overwhelming; as if the color green was being used as some sort of assault on my senses. I really did feel like I was experiencing something almost paranormal.

I have to admit I’m somewhat uncomfortable with the fact that I might leave my office again and encounter another unusual and too coincidental presence of green.

If I can reflect on this sudden appearance of green (or my increased awareness of it) and its possible significance a moment.

I decided to think what green meant to me; what green represented. My obvious first thought (per my comment to my coworker yesterday) was about St. Patrick’s Day.

If I can humor myself a moment and consider this as a possibly literal message (either from my subconscious, higher self, or some outside agency) then we could consider what elements are involved with St. Patrick’s Day.

There’s the saint, himself. He’s an Irish patron saint from around the fourth century. Don’t want to go too deep there. Not sure that’s the implication here.

Then there’s the holiday, St. Patrick’s Day, celebrated in North America on March 17. Is the date (maybe the month) being implied here? Don’t know.

A closely associated item is the four leaf clover (or Shamrock, as a symbol of Ireland). The four leaf clover means luck. It also has personal significance to me, but I digress.

My secondary affiliation was with Greenpeace (which was referenced in a recent article update I made), which indicates, essentially, our responsibility to and care of our planet.

And my last association was with money.

I’ll say that the significance may be related to my first intimations and not the greenback…As soon as I wrote that, of course, I’m immediately reminded of all of the CEO, CFO and Police Chief resignations, and Benjanim Fulford’s comments about meetings going on this week (2/17/2010 entry - http://benjaminfulford.typepad.com).

Green also refers to green shoots; freshness, or newness. This also relates to being a novice at something, or new to some experience.

Who knows?

I will say, however, that there are no negative connotations, as far as I can tell, as are described in Hennessey’s strange encounter(s) with color.

The situation, in any event, was bizarre enough for me to make a post about it.

I will update this post if I either a) experience more odd encounters with green today, and b) if I come up with the possible meaning behind this emerald assault.

Sure and begorrah!

UPDATE ADDED:

OK, I'm already updating this. I just posted this article to my site.

I left my office again to speak with a coworker about something (this is the same coworker with the green hat).

When I met him, I said I had a question to ask him. His response to me was, "What color is it?"

Seriously, What color is it?!

Am I being toyed with? haha  This is a response I've never heard before, and suddenly it's pulled out at the moment I'm beseiged with this green situation.

I don't know how many people respond to a statement in this manner, but I find it just too strange, and the timing absolutely bizarre.

Just had to share that...

And here, the Google logo is mocking me as well (hehe). The skier's green.